Chapter 151

Chu Lingxiao on the moon.

It's back. It's gone.

The earth.

Her own destiny.

If we can't even experience this, it will be another reincarnation. After ten thousand years, it will be an old star in the eyes of each major galaxy. Only if it remains unbroken can it stand on the top of the sky.

Deep in the moon.

No one has ever entered.

All the countries of science and technology on earth only know to land on the moon, but they don't know that this star, which has been standing for thousands of years, hides the secret that makes all the major groups of the universe Galaxy greedy for it.

Ancient immortal of Guanghan palace.

The master of the great Leiyin Temple of Buddha.

Demon emperor Jun.

Once upon a time, there was a tradition, but after thousands of years of ups and downs, when the vast universe was built horizontally, the immortal saints kneeling in the tens of thousands of dynasties have now turned into dust and buried deep in the moon.

The earth.

Hope to come back!

Don't let me down!

After leaving the moon.

Chu Lingxiao then flies toward the deep part of the galaxy, a star wants to rise from the dilapidation, the spirit vein is indispensable, all the spirit veins of the earth have already dried up.

That's why the earth became a disused star.

The vast universe.

The Milky way is already huge and boundless. Stars such as the earth are really too small in the Milky way. A sun is the size of a hundred earth.

However.

The sun, which brings light to the earth, is only a tiny dust in the Milky way. Compared with the stars where civilization flourishes, the sun is nothing more than an ant and an elephant.

You can imagine.

How small the earth is in the Milky way, and even in the whole universe, let alone has already become an abandoned star.

Even if countless beams of light break through the atmosphere and appear in outer space, it's just a fish, jumping out of the water and splashing a ripple.

It doesn't get attention at all.

A figure in white, with hands on his back, soars freely in the cold and lonely space without any discomfort, with a relaxed look, passing through the cultivation planet hundreds of millions of light-years away from the earth.

Every one.

All of them have produced an ancient immortal who is invincible and has an ancient history of civilization. They can even establish an immortal Dynasty and dominate one of the immortal saints.

But if anyone sees it now.

In the vast outer space.

There was a young man in white, like watching the scenery, who walked by.

I'm afraid that there are no monks who can fly in outer space. The lowest is the ancient immortal. But people who fly and stop like this, ignore the turbulence in space, and observe the movement of every planet, even the Immortal Emperor can't do it!

It can only be detected in an external avatar.

Space turbulence.

It's terrible.

Even if it is immortal, we should be careful. The galaxy civilization has been born for 80 million years, and countless immortal saints have been crushed by the turbulence of space.

Only the Lord of the galaxy, Emperor!

I dare to run wild in the universe.

The rest.

If you want to cross the space and go to another cultivation planet, you can only open the ancient path of starry sky.

Flying over every planet.

He still didn't find the goal he wanted.

Chu Lingxiao feels in trouble.

Directly incarnate a billionaire giant, just like a bystander looking at the whole galaxy indifferently. At this time, if he pats one hand, I'm afraid that hundreds of thousands of cultivation civilization will be reduced to ashes.

The whole galaxy.

As usual.

No celestial emperor felt something wrong, only the one floating at the top of the galaxy, in a magnificent palace, lying on the side of the red curtain throne, with a graceful figure and an inviolable temperament, felt something strange.

Suddenly.

Raised his head.

Through the whole Imperial Palace, I saw the universe, but I found nothing. I could not help murmuring:

"strange, do I think more?"

……

Chu Lingxiao has changed back to the original.

He has found the cultivation planet he wants to go to.

A cultivation star, 30 billion light-years away from the earth, named Xianyu.

Only the birth of ancient immortals can be called cultivation civilization.

And only the planet that is still in charge of immortality.

Can be called a domain.

A region is composed of countless cultivation civilizations, and there are many spiritual channels.

But.

Spirit vein, for a cultivation planet, is very precious. Without a spirit vein, several stars will almost become a waste star in the future.

Although he can still turn into a billionaire giant and choose at will, he will eventually damage the lifeblood of a star, and countless people will suffer from it and become useless wasters. He is not compassionate, but he is not unreasonable.

This trip.

He must enter in person.

Just take a part of a spirit vein.

When Chu Lingxiao enters one of the cultivation stars in the immortal realm, he can't help but feel familiar with the surrounding environment. The only difference between here and the earth is that tall buildings have become simple buildings.

His face changed a little.

"It seems that those boys came here eight thousand years ago, but it's a pity that eight thousand years have passed, but they still can't make it. They are really invincible and never care for deserters."

Chu Lingxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, but a trace of indifference flashed, as if all of a sudden, bringing his thoughts to the distant past.

Eight thousand years ago.

The earth suffered spiritual leakage. The ancient Tianting was divided into two groups. They argued endlessly. One side wanted to live and die together with China to find a remedy. However, it finally failed and turned into a stone statue of Mount Tai.

One side is going out of the earth.

No nostalgia.

In their words.

"The earth is nothing but past clouds and smoke, let her live and die. We ancient Tianting immortals, why should we suffer from thousand years of cultivation for the sake of the fate of ordinary people?"

All this.

Chu Lingxiao looked at it.

But.

In countless years, the ugliness of human nature, he really saw too much, nothing at all.

But one thing.

History will eventually give right and wrong.

"Teacher, I'm going to leave. I hope to see you one day."

"Although we are far away from the stars regardless of the existence of the earth, you have taught us that there are many things in the world, even we immortals, can not resist."

"Even if we don't, we don't regret it, because that's the reality!"

Chu Lingxiao, with his hands on his back and his eyes clear, walked on the celestial world. All the past flashed in his eyes.

Eight thousand years ago.

It is the time when he set himself up as a man and traveled the world. When he recovered his memory and came back, the ancient Tianting had been destroyed for thousands of years, and only a few lines were seen on the top of Mount Tai.

Next.

He sleeps for thousands of years.

If there is no such mortal supremacy, and they meet Taishan to duel, and inadvertently wake him up, maybe he will sleep for another thousand years.

Stop.

He has understood why this vast celestial region can dominate the galaxy in just 8000 years. The original ancestors were those little boys who had been far away from the earth.

Look around.

"The ancient immortals of Mount Tai, though turned into stone statues, have experienced thousands of years of ups and downs, but they have a trace of vitality."

Chu Lingxiao Mou light is more and more indifferent, muttering to himself, as if through time, back to Taishan eight thousand years ago.

"The reality is you, once a person!"

Born to be!

Don't forget Zuxing!

"But you forget my last words!"