The Bald Monk in the City

In the world of mortals, the universe is vast and lonely.

Even if the stars that seem to be separated by neighbors, in fact, there are distant distances that are difficult to cross.

In that gorgeous sea of ​​stars, every star is silently carrying its responsibilities as a component of the universe.

And the void between the stars is a place hard to reach by flesh and blood.

It does not have oxygen that can support the continuation of life, and it is full of bad enough cosmic light.

But compared to Chaos Void, this can only be regarded as an ordinary background template.

Even after such a long distance, Yi Qiu could hear the noise from the other side of the universe from the void.

That is the joy and sorrow of all things in the material world, and it is also something that Yi Qiu has lost for a hundred years.

In the world of meditation, the boundaries of physical time begin to blur.

The three-hundred-fold pull made a hundred years of time extremely long.

Those memories that were once vivid now seem to have been attached to some pale dust.

Only those images that are hot enough and full of activity are still glowing with strange brilliance in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The corpses deposited in the star realm of this plane gave these memories a heavier meaning.

Yi Qiu didn't choose to retreat wholeheartedly. On the other hand, he would pay attention to the abnormal movements of those gods.

Facts have proved that deities are not entirely rational.

After the corpses of at least dozens of gods were left one after another, this world became a forbidden place for gods in the true sense.

They began to realize how Yi Qiu should be defined in this plane.

Regrettably, they realized it was a little late.

However, it may not be too late.

At least for those gods who have not yet tried to touch the world, they are lucky.

This world can be regarded as Yi Qiu's kingdom of God to some extent.

Although it does not have the mighty power of the kingdom of God, it is enough to suppress the invading foreign gods to a very weak point.

After offering sacrifices to dozens of gods, the authority of this plane has been strengthened to a certain peak state.

It would be difficult to obtain a qualitative breakthrough further up, and this plane began to enter a long accumulation state.

And the relevant changes fed back to the physical world are:

The activity of magic particles in the material world has risen from weak to highly active.

If you go further, it will be the extremely active state that the magic holy land will have.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for the material world to enter this state in the multiverse.

However, Yi Qiu did not pay much attention to these.

As he defined it when he started his meditation practice, he basically ignored things other than deity-related things.

Today, for Yi Qiu, it is not just the time for a hundred years of meditation practice.

At the same time, it has a special meaning:

An old friend of his is about to leave the world of the living...

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The early spring of Xiongsi District always looks colder than other areas.

Because of the high activity of magic particles, there are often some naughty elemental spirits in the cold wind.

These are some troublesome little guys, they will make the cold wind more difficult to resist.

However, they often do not cause much damage.

Because they know that bad play does not affect anything.

The residents of Xiongsi District will also be happy to see the tricks of these little guys and the embarrassing appearance of those who are teased.

But if they cause too much damage, the relevant sanctions agencies of the Global Alliance will certainly not let them go.

In the harmonious coexistence of flesh and blood life and elemental life, it has been a long enough time to run in.

And just as the elemental elves, when the icy sea breeze threw their tiny shadows, a rather strong figure was standing quietly on the coast.

The sea breeze hits his coat, and the fluffy pendants as decoration sway in the wind...

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the swinging pendant.

The pendant that has gone through the vicissitudes of time like him, but looks a little shabby, was firmly grasped by him.

But only the ornaments were caught, and the cold sea breeze blew down the collar and into the man's clothes.

According to his habit, a bottle of vodka at this time should be the best.

But he hasn't drunk for several years, because the bitter liquor is really boring...

There are many sufferings in life, and parting is undoubtedly the most exciting and tearing of them.

Infinite pulling at physical distance or...watching on both sides of the horizon...

"I hope that guy can be reliable..."

The man couldn't help but think of the three-headed dog that has been mythologically known by the people. It guards all vain souls in the spiritual world.

Elderly people are always easy to fall into memories and find it difficult to extricate themselves.

Probably that is because their age has quietly passed away with the mottled wrinkles on their faces.

And there may be more that passed away...

I don't know when, light snow began to fall in the sky.

This was quite unusual weather in the early spring of Xiongsi District.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger. Under the gaze of the man, the snowflakes are like flying elves.

He doesn't like elves, because those guys have hurt his friends.

Of course, he guessed that the elf would probably not like him.

The cold body ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ now began to show a bit of heat.

The man knew that his life was about to come to an end...

Bitter? Or regret?

Do not……

The man stretched out his hand from the thick clothes. The hand that was once able to kill the giant bear has now become ordinary people.

The cold snow fell on the palm of his hand, and it even brought a bit of hard to resist tingling.

He is getting old, and his age of more than one hundred years has made him lose the power he once had...

A hundred years of staying together has finally marked a satisfactory sentence today.

He missed the dead, just as he had chosen to deviate from glory and honor...

On the road walking against the crowd, the lonely figure always looks a little lonely.

But he is not alone, because he is watching and caring at this moment and in this life...

The snow was bigger, and the man seemed to hear his son's exclamation in the distance.

This bear cub...

A smile spread across the man's old face.

Just yesterday, he has been recognized as a legendary hero of the Global Alliance.

Now, it's time for him to return to fetters...

Then, the man opened his coat resolutely!

The cold sea breeze pierced his chest like a needle, and he stretched out his arm as if he was hugging the blue sea in front of him!

The wind seems to bring some kind of sad tune, that is a sad elegy chosen by a legendary warlock for his friend...

At this moment, the man seemed to be aware of something.

He turned his head, a bald head nodded at him.

"May... your immortality... eternal..."

The dying man said with difficulty.

Then, his body fell into the icy ocean.

The posture with the first hand held up is like flying...

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