The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 24: Severe insomniacs return to their hometown during the eternal death period

The deep space is infinite, nothingness, silence, all worlds seem to have disappeared, everything seems to have died, what you see is like the kingdom of the dead, the passing scenery.

Wang Xuan is on the road, this is his journey alone, one universe after another, like rotten leaves, scattered on the side of the road, lifeless and gloomy.

At least, in the eyes of the extraordinary, the heavens and myriad worlds are different from the past. In the era of eternal silence, there is really no light of mythology shining.

In the past, there would always be faint fires in some areas, but now looking around, the countless universes in the endless deep space are all silent.

"I can't return home, and I was forced to run away. Who is that short-haired, flat-headed man?" Wang Xuan drove a boat across dark areas, passing through multiple universes. The journey was too quiet, with no one to accompany him. Talking to him, he can only talk to himself and distract himself.

It was fine at first, even a person could bear it for a while, but later on, after years of not seeing the light, even superhumans seemed to be "blackened".

No wonder those creatures who have lived for many epochs are abnormal and have survived the dark night and cold winter of tens of epochs. People who are not sick are also prone to mental problems.

On the way, Wang Xuan occasionally parked in the deep sea and "docked" to approach certain big universes, and then, taking the road of the highest spiritual world, landed in the fancy universe.

He can't walk the road in the real world, and he can't break through the cracks in the universe.

"In the dark, the heart wants to see the light." He came to the world of ordinary people just to make himself normal, otherwise, he was afraid that something would happen to him.

Actually, with his current situation, there is no need to worry about these things, because he has only been on the road for a few years, and he is just taking precautions before catching him, fearing that one day he will sink in the dark.

All the worlds are shattered, and the mythical realm has no light, and it is completely dark, swallowing all extraordinary factors.

But in the world of ordinary people, the normal big universe, there is no problem, mortals still live as in the past, and even myths have never arisen in many universes. It's just a variation of a few heaven and earth.

Hustle and bustling crowds, crowded cities, although Wang Xuan travels through the sea of ​​people, but he is out of place, even if he seems to have known each other, it is difficult to blend in, as an extraordinary person, this is not his world, especially in the similar scenes where there is no familiarity everything of.

On the contrary, in some monster societies, he stayed for a few days. From the city, he carried a giant golden retriever gnawed by **** beast legs, and greeted his neighbor warmly, and at the same time ransacked her home quickly after the neighbor left. .

On the dusty planet with no grass growing, some kind of rock creature is yawning, and casts a disdainful glance at Wang Xuan who is communicating with it.

"God, what is that? It has only lived for thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years? It is ridiculously small as dust. I am sleepy. I am going to sleep." It looks down on this communicator, thinking that life is too short .

Of course, the so-called communication is naturally the fluctuation of the spiritual level.

Wang Xuan was very surprised. He landed on a special planet this time. When he encountered this kind of rock monster, he could live for millions of years, and even the oldest one was already over 100 million years old. It is a real living race, but that's all there is to it. Most of their lives have been spent in silence. After such a conversation, they will sleep for tens of thousands of years. Generally speaking, they are no better than ordinary stones. How much better, almost motionless, just more part of not very clear consciousness.

"Retirement, practice? We started off for millions of years once we sat in retreat, and our ancestors even spent hundreds of millions of years in retreat. Are gods better than us?" After hearing these words, Wang Xuan went away, There is no desire to explore, just a group of stones that can talk.

He sailed again, and he was also practicing on the way. He drove a small boat in the mist, invited to travel around the world, passed one universe after another, and sailed to a distant place.

"At the end of the deep space, in the past, the present, and the future, in the land of reality, is there no living thing? A few Transcendents who are still panting, come out, chat and fight." Wang Huang shouted.

This is the cry of a severe insomniac after the arrival of eternity. He really can't sleep, and he is still very energetic in this special time.

Wang Xuan tried his best to turn himself into a chatterbox, saying: "I want to go back

Take a look at the mother universe, but I was too young back then, and my knowledge was shallow, so I didn't leave any coordinates, alas, I can't go back. "

Actually, leaving the coordinates in advance may not be so accurate. Many universes are always changing positions and moving all the time, just like now, although he left the coordinates of the extraordinary source No. 1 and No. After the years have passed, it is still easy to find. Of course, becoming a true saint is another matter.

"Lu breaker with flat head and silver hair, have you followed? Let's fight again!" Insomniac Wang Xuan's journey, every time he practiced and fell silent, he would find a way to yell twice.

Otherwise, he is afraid that the time will pass and he will not be able to speak. Even if he yells along the way, there is nothing unusual.

"Gods, giant beasts, all saints, don't they have anyone who can fight or talk, it's time to wake up, get up, come out!"

The deep space is silent, there is only a small boat, and the thick fog that outsiders can't see is shrouded. Wang Xuan crosses the ocean and goes all the way.

After the arrival of Eternal Silence, the True Sage can wake up for a long time, but in the end, he will not be able to bear the mysterious erosion and will fall into a deep sleep.

Of course, they can wake up during the process if they want to, but they will be very tired after time passes, so they still have to sleep in the end.

Those who have no goal travel in the heavens and worlds, traveling in the dark abyss-like deep sky, it will undoubtedly feel like years.

Fortunately, Wang Xuan has his own purpose, and he has a plan before he goes on the road. He wants to get the most important scripture first, which is the precipitation of endless essence.

An ordinary person would have collapsed long ago during such a dark journey.

"It seems that there is no extraordinary civilization along the way, no miracle was born, no pure land beyond the six sources of mythology, no mythical world and civilization of its own.

"The brilliance of the past is all a group of fireflies formed by radiation from several sources." Wang Po sighed.

In the end, he didn't intend to search any more. This kind of journey was too slow and didn't fit into the rush plan.

For him at present, if it is the fastest path, he must go to the highest spiritual world. The physical distance is far less terrifying in the spiritual realm.

This kind of road is impossible for ordinary people. The highest spiritual world is quite dangerous, and there will be chaos and thunder, 14-color wonders, and avenue whirlpools at every turn.

Super peerless world is barely deep, and strangers can explore it, but there are still risks. This is mainly the smooth passage of the true sage.

Of course, in the highest spiritual world, it is not surprising that holy death events occasionally occur.

It is mysterious and unpredictable, and there are certain variables.

"It's really strange that the highest spiritual world has always existed. Although it is dim compared with the past, it has not been shattered after all. There is no doubt that the lower and middle spiritual worlds should be close to disappearing, and the higher spiritual world has become a desert. , only the highest spiritual world can maintain it."

"Is it because there are infinite beings in countless universes, so can the highest spiritual world survive?" Wang Xuan naturally has reason to believe that the highest spiritual world is rooted in the living and is the continuation of their spiritual power , nourishing the field.

He said again: "Perhaps, Chaofan can be considered from another angle. It originated in the highest spiritual world. After all, it has not died out so far."

According to this angle of study, he said to himself: "In short, the extraordinary originates from people's hearts?"

But he immediately shook his head again, this is just one road, not very perfect and reliable, the general source of supernatural should be formed by the interweaving of many roads, and finally originate.

In the 3rd year of Yongji, the source of No. 1 myth, Wang Xuan went on the road alone. After 6 years of wandering in deep space, he officially entered the highest spiritual world in the 10th year of Yongji, and began to take this shortcut.

Wang Xuan's goal is the distant homeland, the old extraordinary center that has lost all its aura, which has been abandoned by the source of mythology for more than two hundred years.

Wang Xuan shook his head, he had personally experienced that kind of battle in the past, sending away a whole generation, and even now thinking about it, he still feels a little sour

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And he went back this time, not to pay tribute to the deceased, not to cherish the past, but for the greatest opportunity that he may encounter in this life.

Early before the Great Migration of Mythology, the moment he set out on the road, he hesitated for a short while whether to leave or not.

Now, he was attacked by the fake leader and drove him out of the No. 1 myth source, so he can just turn around and find his own most important path.

When he left, he left many traces in that universe, and after confirming the coordinates, he also imprinted his royal runes in the high spiritual world.

It is expected that in the past two hundred years, even if the worlds are shifted and the universe is changing, the old extraordinary center can still be found. There are still laws to be found, and there is no disorder.

Sure enough, the highest spiritual world is full of crises and various variables. If it is not enough for him to hide in the depths of the fog and drive a boat, he may not be able to go very far.

Great rifts in the spiritual world occasionally appear abruptly, enough to tear apart the primordial soul of an extremely different person in an instant

As for the 14-color spectacle, it exudes infinite murderous intent. If a true saint falls into it, he may be severely injured. Before Wang Xuan took control of the boat, he tried himself, traveling in the spiritual world, and found that it was unbearably slow, hindering the physical body, and it was far from fast in the real world.

"Under the true sage, Zhiwo is probably the only one who can travel quickly, right?" he said to himself.

Then, not half a year later, he almost had an accident. A piece of mental decay, with a terrifying aura, was almost hit by him flying over the center of the boat at a very high speed.

"This is at least the spiritual old skin of the supreme true saint, right?" That ferocious skin still exudes terrifying holy power after entering his mysterious mist zone. He observed briefly, wandered, and hurried on the road. What is the product left over from the age, there is no need to go deep and trace the source.

Wang Xuan saw the danger and magnificence of the highest spiritual world along the way, the magnificent spiritual rivers and mountains, the boundless wonders and storms, the remaining spiritual remains, and many strange plants in the spiritual realm.

Like a boundless and immortal picture scroll, it also seems to be a real world. Unfortunately, there is no detached ethnic group inhabiting it, and even those plants do not have complete consciousness.

Wang Xuan travels in the highest spiritual world~IndoMTL.com~Even with a speed beyond imagination, it still took 25 years to get close to the abandoned old center, mainly because although he can vaguely sense the general direction, But after all, he is still in the realm of aliens, and there are always errors in the guidance of the coordinates to him. He needs to constantly correct it, so even if he rushes with all his strength, he will be delayed for a long time.

But it's much faster than rushing in the real world. Otherwise, I don't know when he will come back if he takes the road to deep space.

Finally, he was approaching, sensing that familiar world, at this moment he was actually a little lost.

"What is this?" When he came to the edge of the highest spiritual world corresponding to the old center, he saw a line, which was dim. .

"Cause and effect line?" Wang Xuan was surprised, what year is it, and there are fishing guys? It's outdated, the source of transcendence over there has been transferred away.

However, it's really not that he cut the fishing line on purpose, he just explored it a little bit, and it's almost decayed by itself.

Wang Xuan walked forward and entered this once incomparably glorious and bright area.

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