"civilization?"

A slow question came from the dark darkness: "Sanxin Lan Lingtong, are you sure that there is also civilization in such a wild land?"

He, or the world where he lives, has, and only one definition of civilization, that is, a race begins to pursue eternity.

Races that have never stepped into the pursuit of eternity are just short-lived species in the long river of history. Everything about them is just a joke and cannot be considered civilization at all.

And the Jedi he was involved in was extremely desolate and lacked all extraordinary and eternal soil.

Such a Jedi had a much greater possibility of being a civilization than he had completely cultivated into a nightmare Hydra body.

"The great master, in that star, a group of people have indeed been nurtured. They are so funny and ridiculous. On the small stars, there are many countries fighting openly and secretly... But among them, there are people who embark on the road of pursuing eternity."

Sanxin Lan Lingtong bowed gracefully, without refuting, and only answered:

"These tiny little guys call them "Lao", "Zhuang", "Shi", "Kong" and "Meng". They are dead, but their spirit is still being passed on, and it can be expected to continue. This is indeed one of the symbols of lower civilizations..."

"In such a desolate and dilapidated place without any chance, it is barely considered a low-level civilization to be able to achieve such a level."

In the darkness, the huge body twisted like a snake.

His voice was like a song and singing, and there was no sharpness in his warmth. Instead, there was a scent of a choir of thousands of people chanting classics: "So, my servant, what have you done?"

"Great Master, your humblest servant, found a seed of immortality in that low civilization. Your servant wanted to release it to communicate, but failed..."

The three-hearted blue spirit boy looked ashamed.

"Eternal seed?"

A pair of huge blue eyes as blue as the starry sky lit up in the darkness, with surprise: "Even in the vast world of the secluded forest, only the natural Zhushi who inherited the supreme bloodline of his ancestors like me can be called the seed of immortality. Such a Jedi actually has a seed of immortality?"

The owner of the voice seemed very surprised.

This Jedi lacks the soil for extraordinary birth, and does not have the necessary conditions for immortality. There are also species of immortality?

You know, even in his vast forest with dazzling stars, there are only a few species of immortality.

Only the descendants of eternal bloodline like him are qualified to be called the Eternal Seed.

How can such a world give birth to the seeds of immortality?

"Yes, my great master, your servant, the possessor of the three-hearted blue spirit child's ability to listen to the will of the stars, and you will not hear it wrong. That may indeed be an immortal seed."

Sanxin Lan Lingtong bowed and replied.

Kakka ~

Deep in the abyss, the huge black shadow slowly pulled, making heart-wrenching fluctuations.

"There is no possibility on the road to truth, only certainty."

The master of the blue eyes in the darkness emits amazing fluctuations:

"Go, go for yourself, make sure that all this is true, convey to the immortal species the will of Russell, my eternal blood descendant, and bring back what I need..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually fell down until it was inaudible.

The depths of the dark abyss also returned to silence, and the master of the huge body seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

“As you wish, great master.”

Sanxin Lan Lingtong stroked his chest and lowered his head, with a hint of worry on his face.

His existence consumes the power of the master, but this strange Jedi has no soil to support the master's existence.

As he spoke, he fell into a deep sleep, which shows how terrifying this Jedi is.

In the last glance, he saw the dark and shiny abyss.

A stream of light flowing with the color of the starry sky flashed, and its shape and outline seemed to be like a big door.

The faint light reflected the huge object that was coiled on the core of the earth. The flash of the starry sky gate was vaguely absorbing the power of this body and trying to truly appear.

He recognized that it was the source of blood inherited by the master, and it came from the supreme eternal species, the inheritance taboo of the Nightmare Hydra Lord - the Gate of Different Spots.

Huh ~

The next moment, he had disappeared into the dark abyss without any light

As shadowless as it has come, and without any trace.

Just as he is not a physical existence, but just a stream of information flowing through layers of rocks, through rolling sandstorms, and into the vast starry sky.

It floats quickly and reaches its peak.

The meteorites passing through the starry sky were far less than the speed.

It seemed that the blue planet could be seen from afar.

.........

It was another year of winter, and snow fell thousands of miles north, and the wind and snow stopped overnight. When the sun was rising, I saw that the world was white, and the ice crystals were drifting like silver covers the mountains, rivers and earth.

Rush ~

Li Qingyuan slowly cleaned the Taoist temple. He was very slow but efficient. When the bare broom swept over, the thick snow was pushed aside.

The Taoist temple is not big, but the workload is not small when sweeping from the back yard to the front yard and then opening the steps.

It was not supposed to be done by him like the old Taoist priest who was in his sixties.

However, his only disciple was inspired by the thousand-killing sword and went down the mountain to join the army. He had no choice but to do it himself.

"well."

Thinking of this, Li Qingyuan couldn't help but sigh, "That little boy doesn't come back to see him during the holidays, is he so busy with his army?"

"Why did the Taoist priest sigh for no reason?"

At this time, a sound came with the wind, which scared Li Qingyuan.

He turned his head and saw a young man in white looking at him with a smile under the old tree in front of the door.

The young man has short hair and thinner clothes. Standing in the cold wind gives people a feeling of sunshine and warmth as a sunny and sunny shop.

But it was An Qisheng.

"you……"

Li Qingyuan looked at An Qisheng suspiciously and suddenly asked: "When did you come?"

"It's not long."

An Qisheng smiled: "It's only been more than an hour since the Taoist priest started cleaning."

"Then just watch me sweep it? It's so true that people's hearts are not old."

Li Qingyuan pretended to sigh, as if he was very sad.

"The Taoist master is proficient in boxing and his muscles and bones. An ordinary young man may not be as physical as you. If you move, it shouldn't be right?"

An Qisheng smiled.

Although this old Taoist is not strong in his body, he has been practicing boxing for many years and has been well recuperating. An ordinary old man is not as good as his body when he is at his age.

Li Qingyuan threw away the broom and sighed: "For more than four years, I thought I would go to your funeral, but I didn't expect that you would become the best in the world. Things in the world are so bizarre, but that's it."

An Qisheng's eyes were faint, as if there was a sea of ​​stars:
Chapter completed!