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Now, all the stars in the universe are extinguished like dust. Even the sun, which is regarded as the hope of all things, has dimmed. Some creatures are mourning and some are roaring. It was the most devastating battle in tens of thousands of years. The immortal who returns to the throne fights against the one who tears the fate of immortality apart.

The destiny of immortality is widely defined. The fertility star god Taizyuros tore apart the immortal power of the immortal group and developed a new destiny, while the fertility star god Medicine Master tore apart the immortal individual immortality and developed another destiny path. , so when the destiny comes to an end, a new destiny will be born. This is the law of the world.

(In the plot of MiHoYo, Kafka said that the breeding of the star god Taizyuros tore apart part of the power of the immortal, so my words are not made out of nothing, so don’t let anyone blame me for changing the plot randomly... and the fate of Fertility Part of the power to tear apart immortality is my second design. If readers think it is unreasonable, you can think of me as farting. After all, I said at the beginning that this is a simulation and a second creation. I am not the screenwriter of MiHoYo...)

In a sense, the immortality controlled by Jiang Fan at this time can only be a defective product. Compared with the breadth of lives controlled by the first generation of immortal dragons, he can be regarded as the version of immortal youth. The pharmacist tore his individual immortality apart. Authority, thus giving birth to a new destiny of abundance, while the ownerless destiny of reproduction was completely taken back by him.

And what he has to do is just like what the comedian god Xipei did to Order Taiyi, which is to absorb and assimilate her and regain the immortal power. This is also a battle between gods, where the stronger side destroys the weak. that side.

The battle between the Star Gods is not a kid's game where I punch you and you slap me to see who can't stand the fall first. Even the vast galaxy in their hands is a weapon that can be driven at their will. The star in their hands is a small meteor hammer.

Some star gods are sighing, some star gods are laughing, and some star gods are ready to move and are rushing to the battlefield at high speed. This is a war belonging to the gods, and mortals cannot look directly or hear it.

At this time, Jiang Fan finally understood Lan's suffering. No wonder he would chase the pharmacist all over the universe and eradicate the remnants of the abundance, without stopping for a moment.

The reason is that Yaoshi, this bitch, can really run away. Even if you call her an idiot or a shameless little thief, she will always seem to be going in one ear and out the other. She won't even pay attention to you. The asteroid hitting her head was like a foam box hitting her head, with no deterrent or lethality.

No wonder every star god would not easily fight each other to start a divine war even if they were mortal enemies, even if their fates were in conflict.

The war between them is calculated in units of hundreds of years. One-on-one Star God battles do not have the so-called crushing and instant kills. Even the stronger party can only suppress the weaker party and cannot do anything. To be easily killed, unless it is swallowed by fate.

The aftermath of every collision between Jiang Fan and Yaoshi swept around like huge waves. The stars along the way were instantly shattered, and the galaxy was shaken like a lonely boat, as if it would be swallowed up by the huge waves at any time.

"Trust immortality...why start a divine war? Your destiny is to be an immortal, and provoking a war is not in line with your path." The pharmacist's voice was hollow and his tone was sad, as if he really felt pity for starting the war and the stars would be shattered.

The Star Gods are creator-like existences and the apex of the universe, but they are also bound by their chosen destiny.

The Star God of Joy has spent his whole life on the path of seeking and making fun, and the Star God of Destruction also firmly pursues the will of destruction. Each Star God fulfills his own destiny. If he violates his destiny, then Even the Star God cannot bear the strong backlash. This is both the greatness of the Star God and the tragedy of the Star God.

At that time, the immortal dragon fell into the universe for unknown reasons. The breeding star god Taizyuros tore off part of the immortal power and became the pioneer and leader of the destiny. She also tore off part of the immortal power to become Harvest. Star God, in a sense, she is indeed the thief Jiang Fan talks about.

"If you don't die, how will Jianmu's influence disappear? If you don't die, how will I get back the lost authority and grant immortal life to a single life? No matter which angle you think about it, you deserve this disaster." Jiang Fan said lightly.

"The Immortal Boat people want to live forever, and I grant them immortality, so that all sentient beings can have everything they ask for. However, the authority you lost has already become a new destiny. What you are doing now is just going against the path of destiny." The pharmacist sighed softly, as if expressing sympathy, and the shattered stars exploded around her.

"You are right, but I hate someone taking away what belongs to me, whether it is immortality or immortal authority." Jiang Fan glanced at her, and the power belonging to the Star God gushes out.

From the perspective of a bystander, there is really no big fault with what Fenghao Pharmacist did. After all, Xianzhou pursues immortality, and Fengyao is only responsible for granting them immortality. But even star gods will have an end, so how can humans talk about immortality?

The Demonic Body is the price of immortality. If you want to live for thousands of years and get rid of all diseases, the Demonic Body is your final destination. You can spend your life with this thousand-year life and finally become the Demonic Body. You should also have no complaints, otherwise your one hundred years of life will pass by in a blink of an eye.

The Xianzhou people got the longed-for immortality, but over time, Jianmu's evil also spread, the order of the cycle of life and death was broken, and the continuous proliferation of the population led to a resource crisis. At the same time, falling into the demonic body also reminded him all the time. For Xianzhou people, the truth of immortality is an unbearable disaster.

This is the fundamental reason why Xianzhou has changed from a medicine seeker to a hunter of evildoers who hunt for abundant crops.

"The consequences of leaving the track of your destiny are unbearable for you. I should be happy to see the return of immortality, but are you going to be backlashed by your destiny again?" The pharmacist's voice was pitiful, and a melodious sigh echoed in his ears.

Jiang Fan grinned silently. Is he afraid of the backlash of his immortal destiny?

The Star Gods are the destiny, and the destiny is the Star Gods. Those Star Gods are the creatures walking at the end of this road, and they can be called Star Gods.

This is like Nanook. He is walking at the end of the road of destruction, so he is the God of Destruction. The God of Preservation, Kripper, is walking tirelessly at the end of the road of protection, so he is the God of Preservation.

But is he really the dragon at the end of the road to immortality?

Other star gods are like heroes in martial arts novels. After continuous hard work and practice, they finally become a master and become the end of the road. And he is like a newbie who was pressed on the head by his predecessors in the martial arts to transfer his lifelong skills. , even if he is carrying full-level equipment, he still doesn’t have the heart of Zhuolu.

Hell, he really doesn’t want to be some immortal star god, yeah, sounds awesome, right?

But the path of the Immortal Star God is to pursue immortality, spiritual immortality, physical immortality, racial immortality, and immortality in every sense.

Seniors have paved the track for him on this road. He just needs to drive step by step. The result is that a new ethnic group may appear in the universe in a hundred years, maybe called the White Dragon Clan or some kind of Greedy Dragon Clan.

He just wants to live a peaceful life with Jingliu, instead of spreading seeds all over the universe to become a veritable Dragon Ancestor. Moreover, the sowings all over the universe will definitely be wiped out by Jingliu.

But there are not so many what-ifs in the world, and there are no best-of-both-worlds things, so he doesn't pay attention to the bullshit immortal destiny.

He took back all the reproductive abilities that had been deprived of him from immortality, and the Millennium Crisis of the Chiming Clan was resolved. Before leaving, he kissed Jingliu's lips, feeling the temperature of her lips, and was very satisfied. There will be immortal power changing her body, the demonic body is nothing.

There are some stories in the world that you don’t want to read again, because some things are destined. What great beings the Star Gods are. They are the creators and have the absolute power to rewrite reality. But then you will not be able to communicate with your beloved. The girls have been together forever.

Perhaps if others heard this, they would definitely scold him for his lack of ambition. He was a Star God, not some so-called Immortal Boat Drinking Moon Lord.

But he has always been a dragon without ambition. When he was a child, he would cry under the quilt. He thought that it would be great if he was not the Dragon Lord, so that no matter how weak he was, he would have a reason to accept it calmly instead of being tortured over and over again. Himself, just to crawl forward a little distance.

If he were not Dragon Lord, he would not have to bear these important fates related to his race. Maybe he and Jingliu were lying on the bed and sleeping soundly at this time.

When he sees Jingliu talking to other Yunqi Army boys, he will be so jealous that his tail will fly up. When he sees Jingliu's smile, he will be so happy that he can't help himself. Is this kind of ambition of his considered high? Although he thinks his ambition is quite high.

His dragon-born dream is to marry a girl like Jingliu and have a bunch of little dragons with her. This is really the peak of dragon-born life!

Is there an end to the road to immortality?

He didn't understand, but he could feel that the road to immortality was lonely, lonely, and never-ending. That was probably the reason why the previous generation of immortal dragons chose to deviate from their destiny.

.......

"It was late, but it was so fast! I saw General Feiguang's sword flashing lightly! In an instant, a large area of ​​time seemed to be cut off, and the world was silent. There has never been such a fast sword in history, so fast that it can cut away time!"

On the arch bridge of Xuanye Avenue, the storyteller stood out and looked around. Feeling the expectant gazes coming from all directions, he smiled proudly, and immediately did not show off, but shook his fan gently and continued to speak:

"Look outside the immortal boat, the immortal Dragon Ancestor and the fertile pharmacist are inseparable! At this moment!" The storyteller raised his voice, "A stream of light flashes from the distant universe! Just like that! That arrow that penetrates the clouds! It carries the power to create the world! That is the Emperor Gong Siming!"

Jingliu sat by the steps of the flower bed in the corner, sipping the wine from the gourd. His expression was neither sad nor happy, and his red pupils stared intently at the passing star.

At this time, someone sat down next to her. She just raised her eyes and glanced inwardly, then moved away indifferently. Instead, she continued to listen to the storyteller telling the story recorded by the predecessors, and drank sips.

"Master..." Jing Yuan opened his mouth and suddenly became speechless. He didn't know what to say for a moment. Even he himself was tired of hearing the same rhetoric he had used for hundreds of years.

"It is said that all the remnants of the harvest were killed in that battle, so that our Immortal Boat Alliance can have peace and worry-free life for a hundred years! Some people say that the Immortal Dragon Ancestor once again embarked on the path of pursuing immortality, and some say that the Immortal Dragon Ancestor was in that battle He died. In short, there are a lot of discussions about the whereabouts of the Immortal Dragon Ancestor, but Xianzhou still doesn’t know the answer.” The storyteller paused, “But so far, the Immortal Boat Awakening Clan has not stopped looking for traces of the Dragon Ancestor. They transformed into giant dragons to sweep away the remnants of fertility, and generations of heroes wrote different stories!..."

After the storyteller finished speaking, applause rang out like thunder. Listening to the applause that was as rhythmic as a drum, Jingliu just stood up in silence and walked towards the mansion of the Vidyadhara clan.

Jing Yuan always looked at Jingliu's back quietly. Her back was no longer as straight as a sword when she was young. The sharp and cold sword intent dissipated like clouds of smoke. Her steps were as heavy as when she was young. His heroic appearance and grace, the long sword on his waist may have become a decoration, but the gourd on his waist is filled with wine.

He remembered that his wife always carried the gourd around her waist, but it was filled with milk tea. She knew that the master was a glutton, so she always filled a pot before the morning bell rang. Maybe the master would be there. I got thirsty while practicing Yunqi, so I went to beg my master for a sip of milk tea...

"Master...Master and Mrs. obtained immortality...but this immortality...is too lonely...it turns out that she has nothing in this world. Without you...her sword has never been unsheathed...you have really become Is the Star God far away?" He watched Jingliu's back getting further and further away, and couldn't help but look up at the sky and murmured softly.

That night...it became dark...that was the fall of the Star God...

"Continuing from the preface, do you know the story of the Immortal Dragon Ancestor and General Feiguang? Let me tell you objectively. It is said that it was a story that happened in my Luofu Academy. At that time, the Dragon Ancestor and General Feiguang... ..”

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The next chapter will detail the plot of the battle and what happened, so don't worry!

Chapter 89 If you move forward, I will shine

The bell tower built in the center of the Mingchichi Clan's mansion rings three times a day. The first ringing is when the morning bell has not yet rung, which means the wake-up bell. This is a custom that the Mingzhou Mingchichi Clan has retained for hundreds of years since the Dragon Ancestor became the immortal star god. , the second ringing is lunch time, even the busiest Vidyadhara people will calm down and enjoy the food, the third ringing represents the end of the day, only the melodious ringing of the bell echoes endlessly, that is It means that some clan members are leaving.

The Vidyadhara people believe in the immortal Dragon Ancestor. They believe that the clan members leave just to pursue the path of the Dragon Ancestor. At a certain time of a certain year and month, the departed clan members will definitely meet them again, no matter what the situation is. Way.

In the early morning when the doves were flying, the bell tower was rung and emitted a melodious bell. The sunlight split the gap between the clouds and shone on the flowers and leaves of the lotus pond in the center of the mansion, reflecting the halo of dew. Jingliu walked on the cobblestones to the sound of the bell. On the path, she passed by the Vidyadhara people who bowed their heads in respect to her, and walked towards the house that had not been opened for hundreds of years.

In the past, she was always holding on to time to take every next step, to calculate the time of reincarnation of the Vidyadhara clan, to calculate the lifespan of the Immortal Seed, to calculate the time for the onset of the demon's body disease, and she always calculated as carefully as a small farmer. Every step seemed like there was a roulette wheel of life in front of her eyes, and she was counting down the time, counting the time that belonged to them.

At that time, she would often lament the passing of time, lamenting why these hundreds of years passed like water. But today, she is no different from the immortal, but that time was extremely long, like a The path that never ends is dark and deep, making people feel lonely...

Immortality... is not a good thing...

She walked to the paint-red wooden door and stopped. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time. There was a thick layer of dust on the red wood-grained window frame. The gauze curtains were still half-open, and the door handle was also stained. Thick dust accumulated, and the cheerful laughter of children came from outside the mansion. They were chasing each other on the lawn. They were laughing wantonly, warm and happy.

Jingliu gently touched the dusty paint-red wooden door. Sad emotions danced in the depths of her pupils. A cute girl with dragon horns on her head came out of nowhere, holding the same model of Jingliu in her hand. The little gourd with surprise in his eyes: "Grandma! Where are we going to eat and drink today!"

Jingliu shook his head and poked the girl's horns with his finger: "I will definitely take you there next time."

"Ah...it's the next time..." Bai Lu's little mouth pursed, and her tail waggled reluctantly.

"Well, I will definitely take you there next time." Jingliu said softly.

Bai Lu's eyes were filled with surprise, and her tail couldn't help wagging: "It's agreed! Next time, grandma will definitely take me to eat and drink! Hanging on a hook will not change for ten thousand years! Whoever lies to others is a puppy!"

"Well, next time I'll take you to eat the mung bean cake from Juntian Pavilion in the south corner of the street." Jingliu nodded lightly, stretched out his hand and pressed the door and pushed it slowly.

The door was not locked. Although it had gone through hundreds of years of erosion, the door lock was still intact. When she pushed it open, it did not make the old creaking sound she had imagined. The paint-red wooden door was not heavy, and it was not heavy for her. It was very light, but this time she felt that the door was extra heavy, as if there was another world behind the door.

She gently pushed open the lacquered red wooden door. The room was not bright. The dim sunlight filtered through the half-open gauze curtains and she stood on the neatly spread bedding. The air was full of the smell of dust, and the smell of dust seemed to still linger in the room. Breathing in his breath, the cool wind flowed in through the open wooden door, wandering in every corner of the house, and the sadness quietly spread out.

The furniture in the room was the same as before, covered with a thick layer of dust, but it was still the same as in her memory. How long had it been since she had set foot here?

Maybe it was a hundred years, maybe it was two hundred years. She originally thought she would have forgotten what this place looked like, but the moment she stepped into this place, those memories of the past rushed through her mind crazily. The flowers under the window sill, The broken corner of the table, the thick photo album on the bedside table...their laughter...

She closed the open wooden door and strolled along the wall, running her fingers across the dusty long table with an unopened box of cookies on it.

She nodded gently, tore open the package of the biscuit, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously. As she expected, there was nothing in the intact package, and the biscuits inside had long since disappeared. They had been stolen by someone somewhere. He would sneak it into his stomach with little tricks early in the morning, and then he would pretend to be innocent and denounce the profiteers for running rampant.

Yes, this is her home. No matter how time flies, how can she forget it? But why has she never dared to step here?

Are you afraid that there will be no sound of him snoring softly when you return home? Are you afraid that you will never see that figure with a lollipop in his mouth and a lot of snacks in his hand again when you go home? Or are you afraid of being alone?

She thought her home was big, big enough for her to chase him all over the house for a bag of snacks, as if she couldn't notice the passage of time, but she suddenly discovered that her home was small, small enough to have his Place is home.

Jingliu stood silently in front of the bedside table. After hesitating for a long time, she reached out and picked up the thick photo album, wiped off the dust with her sleeves, and gently opened the first page of the album. What she saw was not It was a photo taken with a mobile phone, but a portrait. The paint on it had long solidified. These bright colors still describe the content in the painting vividly after thousands of years, as if it happened yesterday.

That was their first real date. At that time, Xuanye Avenue was bustling with people. The elderly painter was sitting in the corner smoking a cigarette. Maybe they were the only guests of the painter that day. After all, with the advent of technology, With the development of the times, portraits have been gradually eliminated, and few people are willing to sit in place and pose quietly for an hour or two without moving.

But they were the only surprise. They sat there happily, thinking about what posture to pose. They didn't realize that an hour or two was difficult. Then he couldn't hold on any longer, and the dragon's tail was curled up on his knees. He gently leaned on her shoulder and started snoring. She was not sleepy, she just looked at his side face quietly and allowed the painter to record that moment.

Jingliu gently stroked the side face of the person in the painting, and the sadness came over her like a sea wave, but she had no tears, maybe she was used to it. She picked up the photo and looked at it carefully, and there was a faint blur behind the white paper. A line of writing was revealed, and she carefully turned it over to check, only to find that it was written in black pen.

"On our first date, I didn't eat, so I fell asleep from hunger, but my profile is still handsome, and she is beautiful, too, but why is my tail sore? Is it because someone keeps pinching me?"

Jingliu was suddenly startled. She put down the portrait in her hand and quickly looked at the back of the remaining photos. Sure enough, there were lines of writing on them. She didn't know when he wrote them.

"Before the morning bell rang, I was pulled up by Jingliu to practice swordsmanship. I was very hungry and listless. The ancients often said that beauty is good for food, but why is my stomach still growling?"

"On the first day I joined the Yunqi Army, I was so tired and hungry, but when Jingliu looked at me, I could only raise my chest and raise my head, pretending to be disdainful, but I really want to drink milk tea."

"The first time I killed the so-called remnant of fertility, the first time I saw the devil's shadow, I was so nauseated that I couldn't eat anything. Fortunately, I got the candied haws from Jingliu, but will she be like that in the future?"

"When we kissed her for the first time, her lips were so soft, softer than jelly, sweeter than milk tea. It turns out that girls are the cutest creatures in the world."

"We were walking on the arch bridge of Xuanye Avenue. She asked me what I was taking pictures. I said I was taking pictures of the scenery. She asked if it was beautiful. I said it was beautiful, but I didn't tell her that the night is beautiful, but you are more beautiful than the night. Beauty, you are the beautiful scenery in my heart forever."

"I don't know how to say it. The night is beautiful, and you are beautiful, but my mood is not good. The life of reincarnation of the Vidyadharas is approaching. How can I forgive myself for not remembering you? I can only gently Touch your face, kiss your lips gently, and pray to the so-called Star God to slow down time...slow down a bit..."

"I am counting down the time and find that the end of separation is getting closer and closer. I am very happy that I was born in Luofu, because you are with me at the beginning and end. The reincarnation of the Vidyadharas will be a new beginning, but for you, I I believe that only love will last forever, for you, thousands and thousands of times.”

"My dear...if you move forward, I will shine..."

Jingliu suddenly opened the quilt covered with dust, and the flying dust was looming under the sunlight. She curled up in the quilt holding the thick photo album. She suddenly felt so tired, and the sourness and sadness were almost It was about to overflow again, and she no longer dared to read any more, nor did she have the courage to continue reading.

She curled up in a corner of the bed, staring blankly at the sunlight outside the window, which was getting brighter and brighter. Gradually, the sunlight filled the entire room, illuminating every corner. There was a faint noisy sound outside. It was the newborn child of the Vidyadhara clan. They gathered together to play and chase, but she felt that the room was very dark, so dark that she could hardly see his shadow.

She slowly closed her eyes. The sun was shining brightly at the moment, shining through the gauze curtains and shining on her face. She suddenly had a feeling that lingered. She always felt that someone was lying on the bed. Looking at her from the other side, he had a doting and loving look, a look that was somewhere between cute and domineering, with a faint smirk, as if he would reach out and pinch her nose in the next second.

But she knew clearly that when she opened her eyes, she would not see him smiling evilly in the sun and carefully moving the dragon's tail, as if he wanted to hold her in his arms.