Outside of Time

Chapter 1205: Look at the Gods Again

The scene on the way back to Daolian Universe was just a small episode for Xu Qing.

Since Xinghuanzi had come forward, Xu Qing did not show up.

Whether it was Qianjunpiyi or Xinghuanzi, in Xu Qing's view, they were just passers-by.

At most, it was the two swords, and he would take them when the time was right.

As for the three cultivators who had ill intentions towards Qianjunpiyi, they attracted Xu Qing's attention.

Among these three people, there were two masters and one quasi-immortal.

The greed and tyranny revealed in their words and deeds were very obvious.

And Xu Qing never thought that those with high cultivation must be people with transcendent minds. There are countless cultivators in this world, and there are many strong people. Naturally, their personalities are not printed out of the same mold.

It is the same when doing things.

There are those with gloomy personalities, those who are transcendent and extraordinary, those with broad minds like the Sword-wielding Emperor, and naturally there are those dark, greedy and malicious people.

Even if you reach the level of quasi-immortal, there is no exception.

After all, they are human beings, and human nature is diverse and cannot be exactly the same.

And the number of quasi-immortals in the fifth star ring is also large due to different base numbers and different environments.

Unlike the ancient continent, in that difficult and barren land, not to mention quasi-immortals, even masters are rare.

So, the higher you go, the more mountains you can see.

So, the farther you go, the more scenery you can see.

This is as it should be.

Of course, in the final analysis, personality is actually related to time and experience.

Unless they are those who have lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years, and have experienced the joys and sorrows of the world again and again, until they are numb, until they see through, until they return to their original nature.

Otherwise, it is difficult to escape the color written by human nature.

In addition, there are some things that cannot be judged only by the surface.

Therefore, Xu Qing was not surprised that these three people, who are obviously strong, and one of them is a quasi-immortal, were engaged in plundering.

What surprised him was the identity of these three people.

"Preparing materials... war..."

Xu Qing, who left the virtual belt, pondered in his heart.

The key point is the word war.

"Preparing materials for war... Then there is war in the fifth star ring?"

"With other star rings?"

Xu Qing was thoughtful.

Some things, if you don't reach that position, you won't see them broadly enough and comprehensively enough. This is also very obvious in this matter.

Before this, Xu Qing didn't know that there was a war in the fifth star ring.

But now from the discussion of everyone, Xu Qing smelled the smell of war.

"When the moment of receiving the universe's call, everything should be clear."

With such thoughts, Xu Qing crushed the immortal tablet of Yingxianling, and his body dissipated and teleported away.

The next moment, the starry sky was blurred in Xu Qing's perception.

...

Yingxianling.

It is not only in Jiu'antian.

In fact, there are similar places in every Tianwaitian.

That is the place where all the immortals who died in battle in the Tianwaitian from ancient times to the present are buried.

Some are complete corpses, but most of them are debris.

There are even some that may only have a tablet built by later generations.

The Yingxian Mausoleum of Jiu'antian exists in the Yingxian Star Field in the Xiansong Universe.

This place is isolated and there is only an ancient bronze giant gate for entry and exit.

Outside the giant gate, there is an ancient black stone platform.

An old man in a black robe is sitting cross-legged on it.

He is not good-looking, and his breath seems to be there and not there, and he does not move.

Xu Qing's figure appeared outside the giant gate and under the stone platform in the waves of nothingness and distortion.

He looked up at the giant gate, and then looked at the old man, and his mind moved.

There is a strong sense of death in this old man, and even more loneliness and desolation.

And the moment Xu Qing looked at him, the constitution in his body was actually rippled, as if being pulled, making him perceive more information.

It made Xu Qing feel that the old man in front of him seemed to not exist, but he still existed.

This feeling was not strong and soon dissipated.

Xu Qing's heart condensed and bowed his head.

Then he walked across the stone platform, walked towards the giant gate, and disappeared inside.

Until Xu Qing's figure disappeared into the giant gate, the old man slowly opened his eyes on the stone platform outside the gate.

"No one has come for a while."

"It's good. Although there are fewer memorials, no one comes, which also means that there are no war dead."

"They are all fine, living well..."

The old man raised his hand to take out a wine pot, raised his head and drank a sip of wine, looked back at the giant gate, and murmured hoarsely.

"You guys left cleanly and neatly, why did you leave me alone to guard the tomb in the world..."

The old man sighed lightly, his eyes showing memories.

Inside the giant gate, when the starry sky in front of Xu Qing became clear from blurry, he saw clusters of galaxies.

Those are all mausoleums!

Every galaxy in the Perseus star field is a tomb.

There is a huge stone tablet erected, some of which are written with the life of the buried, and some are only a few words.

The latter are often used as epitaphs for feelings during their lifetime.

As for the overall number, there are not many, only hundreds.

But you have to know that this is where the immortals hide.

It represents the past and present. In Jiu'an Heaven alone, hundreds of lower immortals have died in battle.

Even though the length of history can reach countless tens of thousands of years, when Xu Qing walked into the giant gate and saw the galaxies and the stone tablets erected, his heart was still shocked.

Faintly, he seemed to hear a sigh echoing in the starry sky.

It seems that there are heroic shouts swirling in the galaxy.

It seems that there are eternal blessings that last even in death.

They protected their homeland.

They protected their descendants.

They fought bravely for the human race and the star ring!

They sacrificed their lives and made selfless contributions.

Although he was not a native cultivator of the fifth star ring, Xu Qing's mood was inevitably heavy after coming here.

He had deep respect for the outstanding heroes here.

The stone tablet in his eyes also became a monument in his heart.

After a while, Xu Qing walked forward silently, passing one star ring after another, looking at one stone tablet after another.

"I have been practicing for nine thousand years. I came from the Great Immortal Mountain. I practiced in the clouds and achieved the status of an immortal. I was called the Immortal King. I killed seven true gods in my life. How happy!"

"I was a casual cultivator. I took the immortal position with my own unwillingness. In the Star Ring War, I participated in the siege and killing of the God Lord. Although I died, I have no regrets."

"Spirit becomes a god, beast becomes a spirit, ghost becomes a monster, then... what is an immortal! For the human race, the mountain is built, and the human race is protected. Humans are immortals!"

"I have lived too long, and my human taste is gone. I can't kill the true gods, but I want to do something. The goal of this trip is hunting. I plan to kill many gods and do my best to make the opposite gods extinct!"

"Cultivators in the future, don't come to worship empty-handed. This seat likes the blood of gods. Come to worship me with the blood of gods!"

As Xu Qing looked at the stone tablets, those words seemed to become laughing figures in his eyes.

They were crying or laughing, crazy or peaceful, as if floating in front of Xu Qing's eyes, forever engraved in the long river of history.

This place, the stone tablet, and the epitaph connected the past, present and future, becoming an indelible mark.

All people who come here can feel it.

It is the green mountains that bury loyal bones, and the history books record meritorious deeds.

The heroic spirit of heroes exists in the world, and the heroic names of martyrs are passed down through the ages.

After a long while, Xu Qing finished reading everything. In the central area, Panxi sat in the starry sky, looking at the four stone tablets, and he murmured softly.

"Seniors, although I am not a native cultivator of the fifth star ring, I promise not to let down the ambitions of all the predecessors."

"If any of the predecessors are willing to give me the relics, I will not change my original intention."

Xu Qing took a deep breath and spoke solemnly.

There was silence all around, and no waves were caused by him.

Xu Qing was silent, closed his eyes, calmed down, and tried to feel.

After a long while, there was no gain at all.

Xu Qing frowned, and after thinking, he simply stopped feeling, and his thoughts dispersed, and gradually everything in the past emerged in his mind.

The difficulties in his youth.

The killings when he grew up.

The hatred of the gods when he first met them.

The anger of the gods when he met them again.

Until the empress became a god, he understood in the complexity.

Finally, it seemed to return to the heart.

A voice was asking.

What is a god?

Once, Xu Qing's answer was a sentence.

Now, thinking about the answer again, Xu Qing was silent. He thought of the empress, and spoke calmly after a while.

"The vast majority of gods are still sons of bitches!"

"But among them, there are still some people!"

All the stone tablets shook together.