The starry sky is immortal

Chapter 300 The world is small

The Dragon Emperor became enlightened, and all spirits turned to heaven.

Since then, the prehistoric world has fallen into a peaceful state, and the catastrophe of wild beasts has completely passed away. Countless creatures can finally calm down, no longer worry about the intrusion of wild beasts, and retreat and meditate with peace of mind.

After the catastrophe, there must be a great blessing.

As long as you can survive the catastrophe safely, your morality and realm can be improved rapidly, you can feel the heaven and earth, and your strength will increase sharply.

The sky and the earth are long, the long river, everything seems like a dream, another era is ending.

In the ancient times, the Dragon Emperor's enlightenment gradually came to an end.

"Ah!" A sigh full of vicissitudes resounded leisurely.

In the ancient stars, Di Cang stood alone on the top of the mountain quietly, with his hands behind his back, his loose and flowing robes fluttering in the wind, looking at the entire prehistoric world from a distance, with a look of vicissitudes on his face.

"The world is small, and there are only a few overlords. This world is still too small!" Di Cang sighed again, and the breath of vicissitudes of life came over his face.

"Friend Daoist, have you finally realized it?" Butterflies fluttered, colorful butterflies fluttered, and a ray of colorful clouds and brocades shone. a feeling of.

"Who are you..." Di Cang asked calmly, not surprised by what happened so suddenly.

"Bie Zu!" A voice as ethereal as clouds sounded softly.

In the end, what appeared in front of Di Cang was a butterfly flying in the air, a colorful butterfly.

Butterfly shadows flutter, the dancing posture is peerless!
Di Cang looked at the little butterfly fluttering gently on his shoulder, and suddenly smiled, his whole heart suddenly became relaxed and joyful.

This is a long-lost feeling, very warm, very comfortable, very comfortable!

Ever since sitting in the ancient stars, using the heaven and the earth as a chessboard to lay out everything in the world, and opening up the second chaotic realm against the sky, Di Cang felt that he was getting farther and farther away from something.

He is supreme and in control of all;
He is infinitely mighty and powerful;

He is so wise that he plans the sky and the earth!
He stands at the pinnacle of the entire prehistoric world, truly unsurpassed, unrivaled!
But what comes with this is a kind of loneliness that is lonely in the whole world. The scenes of earth-shattering epic legends staged in the prehistoric world, to him in his previous life, are myths and legends that are enough to be passed down through the ages, but to the current Emperor Cang. In other words, this is just a play.

That's right, everything that can be called wonderful in the prehistoric world, in Di Cang's view, is just a big drama staged.

A play, after all, is just a play, he can't get into it at all!

This glorious era of cultivation that will attract people's longing for in future generations is just a stage for watching a play for the world-sacred Di Cang, which is really too small!
On this grand stage of heaven and earth, it is other people's lives that are being interpreted, but not his!
He looked at the sky, and what flashed in his eyes was scenes of passion, joys and sorrows, but he couldn't feel the passion, blood, sadness, joy...

In his heart, there is only vicissitudes!
"Fellow Daoist, I understand you!" Butterfly wings fluttered, and ethereal words sounded softly beside Di Cang's ears.

Di Cang looked back, the beautiful colorful butterfly was flying by Di Cang's ear at this moment, the butterfly wings fluttered slightly, and two pupils like small pearls looked at Di Cang.

Di Cang smiled easily, his hair fluttering, and he smiled freely: "Die Zu, where are you from?"

"Am I from ancient times, or from the future..." The colorful butterfly finally landed on Di Cang's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)