Apocalyptic Forecast

Taiyi ...

Even in legend, the priesthood also includes the range of the sun, but some people think that the two are actually the same. But in fact, the difference between Dongjun and Taiyi is like the cabinet chief and emperor.

Even though it looks endless, it is actually just a senior wage earner.

And the other is the true ruler of everything.

As the supreme **** in the Eastern Xia region, it is also one of the few powerful deities in the world. Even after many observations and deductions, many scholars once believed that this **** never existed, but only aimed at the sun **** East. It ’s just a fiction.

Otherwise, how could there not be a little divinity remaining to this day?

It is a pity that the fall and disappearance of the gods are still a pending case, not to mention Tai Yi, which has disappeared thousands of years ago.

Whether its existence is true or not, no one can prove it.

But now, the crow has thrown out such a heavy news in front of Huai Shi, with no signs, so that Huai Shi's brain almost went down on the spot.

"'Tai Yi' ... is it real?"

"Yes."

The crow replied calmly: "It did exist, even if it only existed for a moment ... but this miracle was undoubtedly once spread on the world."

Huaixi swallowed dryly, and was already eager to try it, but before that, at least some questions need to be asked clearly.

"What is the success rate?"

"You can rest assured," the crow said. "If you can succeed, it will be 100%!"

"..."

Huai Shi was speechless.

Is it just me as a little white mouse looking for the way?

I am afraid that there will not be a violent death waiting for me tomorrow!

"Did I say that, did the Heavenly Kingdom Pedigree complete a total of seven semi-sublimation roads?" Crow looked at him innocently: "This is the other half ..."

In fact, the road to heaven is a semi-finished product that could not be completely completed before the ideal country fell.

Although it has been proven that this road of sublimation ultimately points to the sun god, Dongjun, but after real verification, it is found that Dongjun is still not the limit in theory.

It should be able to go further.

But then, no matter what method is used, it is impossible to go to a higher level on this basis.

In countless simulation experiments, no matter what method is used, the sacred mark of Dongjun will directly collapse into a round of ignorant artificial sun.

Perhaps some premises have been overlooked, or there may be defects that have not been noticed.

This is a difficulty that has not been overcome until the fall of heaven. No one has ever achieved Dongjun until the ideal country splits, let alone try too much.

"Relax, now that I say this, I am sure I am 100% sure of success."

The crow comforted him, "Besides, don't all the stigmas grow on you? Would you like to follow you?"

With that, she raised her wings and patted Huai Shi's shoulder, sincerely and frankly assured: "Even if you don't want to enter Taiyi, I will never force you!"

"Really?" Huai Shi suspiciously.

"Of course it is true!" The crow replied habitually: "Sister, will you still lie to you?"

Huai Shi: "..."

crow:"……"

In the silence, Huai Shi looked directly at the crow, and the crow blinked innocently to look at him, sincere and kind in his eyes.

It looks very credible, but Huai Shi couldn't help getting cold.

I always feel that her arrangement is already on the way ...

"I have a question."

Huaishi said suddenly.

"Well, you ask." The crow said.

"I want to hear the truth, and I need you to give you a guarantee."

When talking, Huai Shi's expression was unprecedentedly serious, staring straight at the black-hearted woman in front of him:

"--Are you too one?"

"no."

The crow shook his head and asked in confusion: "What are you thinking? There are only three surviving gods in the world today. Apart from the white crown that has been unknown to life and death, there is only one American pedigree. One ... Do you think that God must be alive, can astronomy know it? "

She paused for a while, and immediately became happy: "Oh, in your heart, is my sister so brilliant and great? Really makes people a little happy."

"..."

Huai Shi was speechless: she was right.

There are only three remaining gods.

It is difficult to determine whether the White Crown is still alive, there is an extremely confidential identity in the surviving courtyard, and the one of the American pedigree who is now barely supporting the big picture.

In addition to these three, there can be no gods remaining in this world.

"Moreover, if I were the goddess ..."

The crow asked seriously: "Aren't you licking the dog?"

Huai Shi rolled his eyes again.

How bad is it that I think this unreliable black woman is god? If she were the word of God, this world might have fallen into **** long ago?

But even if he knew in his heart that this was just his cranky thought, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the moment.

Can't help but really began to consider her suggestion.

Both Dongjun and Taiyi are too far away for him.

Nowadays, the priority of Huai Shi is to first grasp the sacred mark of the young destiny. Otherwise, even the object's small hand has not been touched. What is the meaning of the name of the child in the future?

What he considered was whether to use the method provided by the crow.

Some heart moved.

It was as if the crow knew how he would choose from the beginning, and he knew he could not resist the temptation of this method.

Cultivate a group of your own hell.

It's true that you can do three things in one fell swoop.

It is possible to think long and consider carefully.

"But the problem is ..."

Huai Shi's biggest headache: "If you do this, will it distort the current situation?"

As a red stick beater of the governing bureau, if you are secretly an ideal country's twenty-five or five, even if you have to communicate with the **** secretly, raise a group of monsters and monsters to make horses.

This is not the degree of knowing the law and breaking the law.

No one knows that the book of destiny is in his pocket, but keeping a group of hells can't hide others. What should I do if a letter of whistle is sent by his old leader, and then the four major legions will drop him from the sky?

"The present situation is distorted? Just you?"

The crow was amused: "Silly, I don't look down on you ... Even if you are frozen now, it will not pose a threat to the present situation.

Moreover, is it the tradition of the ideal country to raise monsters and demons in the abyss? In the past, they used **** as a pig pen. Raising a wave and killing a wave is the same as cutting a leek ... I really want to check this. The top 100 are killed and it is not your turn. You can rest assured. To earn the correction value.

Even if this world is suffered, it is definitely not your own pot. "

Correction value, distortion.

Both are a name for change, a unit that quantifies changes in the current situation, and at the same time, a factor for measuring depth.

Changes in miracles and disasters depend on it.

In this regard, the crow did not say much, but simply told Huai Shi directly: "If the change is good, then it can be roughly called a correction. If the change is bad, then it can be called a distortion. .

The two are not constant, and sometimes transform and image each other. I am afraid that the specific calculation method is only clarified by the department that manages the Doomsday Clock in the surviving courtyard.

You just need to know a little. "

"The higher the correction value, the closer the world is to a paradise."

The crow said, "And the higher the distortion, the closer the world is to **** ..."

Huaishi suddenly realized: "The two cancel each other out and form the current situation, right? I get it."

"..." Crow didn't speak, just looked at him in confusion.

Until he noticed something was wrong.

"what happened?"

"No, just found out that you may understand something wrong."

The crow raised his wings and scratched his head. After a long silence, he asked: "Do you think that the two values ​​are actually one side and two sides, like the ends of the balance, the weight can cancel each other out?"

"Isn't that true?"

Huaixi felt something was wrong.

"I also hope this is true, but unfortunately, it is not."

The crow sighed: "The most sad thing is that ... the two sides are actually counted separately.

There is no such thing as positive and negative cancellation, the balance between good and evil, Huai poetry, the two exist together, and they are both bringing their own influence. "

This world exists between the bipolar.

It's like the rope in the tug of war competition.

It is infinitely close to paradise, and at the same time, it is infinitely close to hell, wandering so crazy between these two. It may belong to both of them at the same time, but at the same time it is more difficult to distinguish.

In the long silence, Huai Shi stayed in place.

Recall what I saw in my dream when I advanced.

The splendid situation, the countless gorgeous borders around the outside, the dark abyss, and the barren world in the deepest part of hell, everything that died.

In a faint trance, it seemed to understand something.

But it is difficult to understand.

"What is hell?" He looked blankly at the crow. "To what extent and what kind of world can he really be called hell?"

Such a simple question has silenced the crow.

After a long time, she said softly: "Huai Shi, the so-called hell, is the place where change is lost."

"Variety?"

"Yes, change, it doesn't matter what you call entropy increase and heat silence. At that level, everything will become a pool of standing water, sink into eternal solidification, and should end."

She said: "To be more precise, it should be the world that has come to an end. The world that was once, the world that has long been dead, there is no place for hope and way forward ...

When a world dies, its remains are hell. "

"At that time, everything you see is a silhouette that has been unrecognizable compared to the past. The ashes that are worthy of the eulogy of the past are burned and burned away. After a long time, they have lost their original appearance. recording……

Tombstones and tombs of a world, the final destination of all things.

The old world ushered in destruction and was buried, along with the past. Then the new world rises from hell, ushering in a new tomorrow, and tomorrow will not come again ... "

"Everything will change, everything will stop changing, as if the stars will fall, the sun will go out, and the heroes will usher in death.

Layers of old world are constantly buried, turned into fossils buried deep under the earth, sinking into eternal darkness. "

In this long narrative, she stared at her contractor and told him word by word:

"I think this should be hell, Huaishi."

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After ending the morning conversation, Huai Shi's mood fell into a low mood.

Can't mention any motivation.

He sat blankly on the sofa and basked in the sun outside the window. He didn't know how long he fell asleep. When he was woken up by the sound outside the window, it was already afternoon.

He got up from the sofa, folded the blanket the uncle had quietly covered him, and after walking to the window, he saw a vast piece of silver.

Countless pure white snow powder in the sky rustled down in the wind, contaminated the windows, and melted in the warm air of the air conditioner, leaving behind the window sill and condensing into a ray of ice.

Unbelievable.

Huaixi raised his hand and pressed it against the window, feeling the real cold temperature. It was still hard to believe everything in front of him: "Snow?"

"Yes."

In the corner of the living room, crows hummed, curled up with small flowers and decorations, and jumped up and down dressed in enamel filigree bird cages bought in their antique shops.

"When you advanced, you slept for half a month." She turned back and said, "Tomorrow is New Year's Day. Have you not found it yet?"

Huaixi took out his phone from his pocket and stared at the date.

December 31.

This is about ... New Year's Day?

It seems that after sleeping for a long time, the whole world is different after opening your eyes.

Huai Shi pushed the door open and felt a chill of relief in the cold wind. And in the courtyard, the fat horse who had never seen snow was holding Besib, and excitedly sang in the courtyard, screaming loudly.

Huaishi scratched her hair helplessly, looking at the outline that hadn't been seen more and more rounded for a while, and suddenly had a headache: "It's all so fat."

What did Uncle Fang feed it?

——So fat, can I still run?

In the future, if I ride it out, I'm afraid I'm going to be called "Prince Horse"?

Perceiving the little brother's disrespectful eyes, Baima snorted, raised his nostrils and sprayed two hot air on his face, raised his head proudly, and turned away.

Well, Besib screamed.

I don't know why, it likes this new toy ... just like a recorder, kicking its feet when idle, waiting for it to talk crosstalk and storytelling.

Fine.

Huai Shi looked helplessly at the iron book that kept spitting fragrantly in the mouth of the horse, and waved it to beg for happiness.

In this family, Ma's status is higher than his own.

Life is really impossible.

But when the snow fell on his shoulder, feeling the coldness and the hustle and bustle of the city under the distant mountain, Huai Shi's mood suddenly became clear.

Stretching out his hands and falling snowflakes, he sighed: "It's almost New Year."

Time flies so fast.

But now when I look around, I feel so long.

In July, he became a sublimator.

In August, he avenged Xuewen and killed Qi Wen.

At the end of August on the Mayflower, the rookie race ran in September.

Then it was the night of the witch, and the stars ...

All the way around, he finally became the young master.

It only took five months.

Obviously so short, but I feel so full when recalled.

It's like sitting on a roller coaster, soaring all the way, I can't even find where the brakes are.

While life is very different, it has become so busy and noisy.

Realized the wish, owned the family, gained the strength ...

Before the age of seventeen, he longed for a change in his life, but when this change came, he never expected it to be so violent.

It can be expected that ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ will probably continue to change in the future?

His life will continue in this way.

Just as this world will continue to operate.

Everything will change.

Perhaps one day, death will come as scheduled ... But is it too early for yourself to worry about such a distant thing?

In the snow that was gradually rising, Huai Shi could not help laughing softly.

Just throw away the snowflakes at your fingertips.

He turned and walked into the house.

Waiting for the new year.

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