Wizards pursue the truth

The autumn wind blows, leaves fall, and the grass and trees gradually wither.

The tall tower buildings deep in the forest are connected to the stars in the sky.

The pure white light scattered down, forming tiny dots of fireflies, which was extremely beautiful.

Inside the top floor of the Star Tower, the door opened with a clang, and the cold wind from the outside rushed in. Qiu Qiudong's eyes were red, "Comoros, you are not Comoros, right? You are someone else, wearing the appearance of Comoros to deceive me."

Dark Soul Wang Ya, who was sitting cross-legged on the meditation mat, had a look of astonishment on his face.

He was not passing through the Starry Sky Bridge. His consciousness was dark, and he appeared in this place as soon as he opened his eyes.

He was very familiar with the Star Tower, which was an extremely important place for cultivation within the Sack family.

Only the main cultivator can enter it, use the light of the stars to strengthen the body, and radiate benignly to improve the level of life.

As the glory of the Sack family, the Star Tower almost became his residence.

It is also reasonable for Qiu Qiudong to appear here as his wife.

Combined with memory, it doesn't make sense.

"This is what the main body said, the test of consciousness and mind!"

The Dark Soul King Ya's expression changed, and his memory seemed to be affected, and his impression of the Starry Sky Bridge became blurred.

I agree more with the fact that this is reality.

Before he could react, Qiu Qiudong had already taken out a dagger-shaped magical weapon from the wizard ring and pointed it at his slightly bulging belly.

With tearful eyes, she stared at the Dark Soul King Ya in a daze, "Tell me, who are you? Are you the Comoros I love, or someone else? Tell me."

"I need an answer. Who do I love?"

Dark Soul King Ya was silent.

He had thought about this day coming.

I didn't expect it to come so soon.

His mind gradually lost some of the memories of the Starry Sky Bridge, and coupled with the stimulation of the current people and environment, his emotions became blurred as to which side was the reality.

There is a vague and elusive force at work.

The Dark Soul King Ya was unable to detect it, and even the words he spoke would come from the heart as much as possible.

Tick ​​tock!

The dagger had pierced through the clothes, and blood was flowing down the snow-white skin.

Dark Soul Wang Ya: "Sorry, I'm not Comoros."

Qiu Qiudong's face was pale and his body was shaky. "I knew it, I knew it... When you came back from the outer area, I noticed subtle changes. You are no longer like yourself. You are not Comoros. Who are you and what is your purpose?"

"Why is this happening? Who am I? What does all this mean?"

"You are my beloved, my companion who has been with me through thick and thin." Dark Soul Wang Ya said seriously, "Don't you understand? Is the person you love really Comoros?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Qiu Qiudong's face was extremely angry. "You took over Comoros' identity. You are a despicable guy. You deceived all of us and replaced the love between Comoros and me."

"Don't deny it, Qiuqiudong. Is your love for Comoros genuine? You are just deceiving yourself. You can't tell clearly whether you are in love with him or me." The Dark Soul King Ya looked particularly rogue, with a faint smile on his face, and opened his hands. "You always love me, and I love you too. The love between us has produced fruit."

"Time can change everything. In the past hundred years, Comoros has been away from you. You have already had a vague memory of him, let alone a deep feeling for him." Dark Soul Wang Ya stood up and hugged Qiu Qiudong, "Come back to me. I am the one who loves you, and you love me too."

"To the Sack family, today's Comoros is more in line with their interests. To the Black Tower, I am also indispensable. Even if I admit that I am not Comoros, they will firmly not believe it and will forever anchor the name 'Comoros' to me."

Qiu Qiudong seemed to have been hit. His eyes were dull and he sat down on the ground. His body was shaking and he had lost his composure.

The strong arms embraced her in his arms. Feeling the familiar breath, Qiu Qiudong began to struggle, but her strength was not very strong. Finally, as if she accepted her fate, she collapsed on the chest of Dark Soul Wang Ya.

Stroking the smooth black hair and gently patting the slender back, the Dark Soul King Ya smiled and said, "Qiu Qiudong, compared to the past Comoros, I am much better and more considerate than him. If you fall in love with me, it will not be a mistake."

"The losers will fall into history, no need to care about them, you just have me."

"You're such a scoundrel." Qiu Qiudong bit her lip, her eyes widened in anger, and stretched out her hand to slap him.

Dark Soul Wang Ya grabbed the little hand and chuckled, "I am indeed a rogue, but you like me more than the loser who died."

"You are shameless and talking nonsense." Qiu Qiudong was angry.

"Okay, stop messing around, Dong." The Dark Soul King Ya touched Qiu Qiudong's cheek with his hand, his eyes full of tenderness.

True love was born for this woman who had always supported him.

Qiu Qiudong didn't dare to look into the burning gaze, and her heart was beating fast.

"Am I the one you love most and the most important person in your heart?"

"of course."

Dark Soul King Ya spoke the most sincere words from his heart without hesitation.

Qiu Qiudong was moved, her eyes flushed, her hands hooked around his neck, and she almost melted into the body of Dark Soul Wang Ya.

"Nothing is more important or important to me."

"In my mind, of course."

Qiu Qiudong's eyes were filled with tears. "That's great, Comoros. No matter what happens in the future, you will support me unconditionally, right?"

"For our child, the fruit of our love, you should protect him even at the cost of your own life."

Dark Soul King Ya was about to speak, but then his expression suddenly changed, as if he had touched upon some underlying logic.

The microscopic influences that cannot be perceived cannot be distorted at this moment.

His expression gradually relaxed and his eyes became deeper.

"I'm sorry, Qiuqiudong, I can't do that."

Qiu Qiudong was stunned, "Could it be that everything I just said was false?"

"Of course it's true. Everything has a premise, and that's me. Apart from me, you are the most important, but based on me."

Dark Soul Wang Ya's expression was indifferent, "Nothing is important, everything can be discarded."

"Including you, and our children."

As the words fell, a glaring red splashed on his face, staining half of his cheek red.

Qiu Qiudong opened his mouth wide, looked down at his pierced chest, and looked at the Dark Soul Wang Ya with tearful eyes, his voice trembling, "Why, Comoro, you want to leave me and kill me."

The dark soul Wang Ya, with a face full of pain and regret, said the cruelest words, "If it involves 'me', I will definitely execute it and put an end to all future troubles."

"Qiuqiudong, my love, I really can't bear to kill you. I will be with you on the day of my execution."

The Dark Soul King Ya crushed his burning heart, closed his eyes, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and gritted his teeth, almost breaking them.

His suffering was real, and he suffered tremendous pain both physically and mentally.

Losing his beloved and his own flesh and blood was a double blow, and he had to do it himself.

As an extension of the original consciousness and part of the character tendency of the previous life, the Dark Soul King Yayong will not change the nature of "I".

The price can be everything.

He must stay alive until he completes the task assigned by the original body.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a vast black ocean. The sticky black liquid was about to completely swallow his body. He raised his hands high, trying to grab the only life-saving straw.

Although there was nothing, he sensed the object and grasped it.

That was the opportunity to go ashore.

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In the viewing space, many consciousnesses, no matter which race or force they came from, were waiting.

Struggling to cross the void and dark water, hoping that the stars on one side will reach the shore.

"Sure enough, the wizard seeds from the Sun Power will not fail. They have all landed. They are completely different from the previous Kadi Wizard and Lanyan Wizard."

Some living beings are sighing.

"This is not what should happen. This is the force that produced the great wizard Dayo." A creature said excitedly.

The four figures standing in the front, in terms of aura level, may not be much different from most of the consciousnesses behind them, and are also at the end of the Huiyue level.

But that completely different temperament, the calmness that seems to remain calm even if the sky falls, is the biggest difference.

"Master Lei, you won first place in the last Star Fighting Competition. We cannot let you take the lead again this time."

The contemporary witch master 'God Lord' who judges the evils is huge in size. Although he is in human form, he is two meters and five meters tall. He has a bulge under his robe, has strange limbs, a beard all over his face, and speaks in a greasy voice.

"If you have the ability to train a divine punishment wizard who defeats the lightning wizard, I will judge for you and stand on the other side."

The creatures dressed in robes of thunder and lightning, with their hands behind their backs, have the starry sky reflected in their eyes on the bridge on the other side, and the more real void and vast ocean of black water. The faces of the creatures struggling to cross the bridge are distorted, as they try their best.

"After generations of screening, there has never been a successor who can take that step. Once upon a time, we were also one of them. We gave up that path and became the rulers, but we also lost the hope of progress." A cold female voice sighed. It was the 'Source Master' of the Source Water Castle, a beautiful female creature with hair falling to her calves, a blue robe wrapped around her curvy body, and a surprisingly young face.

"We are losers." The 'Demon Lord' of the Hall of the Gods calmly explained, "We gave up the Sun Road and survived. Perhaps that road does not exist. Apart from the founder, no one has ever walked up it."

"The Star Fighting Tournament is an opportunity, but it is only an opportunity to make the road easier to walk. In the starry sky, losers are still the majority."

The Lord God spoke, "We have no choice, right? We all want to try that possibility. No matter how many brilliant moons there are, they cannot be compared to a single sun. I have not given up on that path either. At some point in the future, when I think I have accumulated enough, I will try it, even if the mortality rate is over 90%."

"The sun exists forever and remains constant, but the power is not. It is still unknown whether the founders will return." The Lord of Thunder said a secret, which was very obscure. The information was transmitted among the four people.

Several people looked solemn.

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

Even if the possibility is slim, if a new sun appears again in the original star field, and it is not their power that steps out, variables will occur, changing the current situation, and there are too many unknowns.

In comparison, Star Core City is truly eternal.

"Look, among the figures coming ashore, there are seeds of our tribe. That's great."

Some living beings were shouting with joy, and the consciousness of the forces behind them were partying.

It is indeed a great joyous event.

The creatures that came out of the great forces of the Sun, such as the Blue Wizard and the Cardi Wizard, all failed in the black and white bridge, but their seeds succeeded, proving that their future potential is far greater.

The majority of consciousnesses experience the same sadness and joy, but end up in a miserable way.

Seeing with my own eyes the quota seeds being swallowed up by the void black water, the hideous and ugly sight made me lose all the reason to stay.

"Let's go, let's go. I hope that I can see the second Star Fighting Tournament while I am still alive."

The Thunder Lord frowned slightly, thinking that these mortal wizards were a bit noisy. "Passing doesn't mean anything. The ranking is real. Not everyone can realize their potential."

"Let them be. For them, this is already their greatest wish." The Lord God chuckled and said, "Passing the test will not change the result. They should pray that they will not encounter the quota seeds of our four families."

The demon master nodded in agreement. "That's right. There is no possibility of competition from others. In the end, it will be between us who will be the first and the last."

"The most important thing is to be valued by the great wizards of the Sun and be included in the training plan. Everything else is irrelevant, even though they perform well." The Source Master interrupted, his eyes falling on the wizard Cangming in the vast ocean of black water in the void.

He walked steadily, almost standing up from the black water, walking in the void, and reaching a high place, which was the other side that was emitting light.

There are many creatures like him, all on the other side.

In other words, there is a distortion in time, and no matter who arrives first or later, they all reach the shore at the same time.

"There will be no accidents. The first place will only be born among us. Our quota seeds will definitely occupy seats in the training plan, and our importance will be ranked at the forefront." The God is very confident. There are many cases recorded in history, and he has confidence in his strength and performance.

There is a reason why the Sun power can be located in the core area and suppress a large number of external forces and races.

Their foundation, resources, and inherited knowledge are like a dimensional crusher.

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Click!

Wang Ya was not quite clear about how long he had been dead.

During the process, there were subtle sounds of rats gnawing at the body and the body decaying and turning into dry bones.

Microorganisms begin to work and the odor spreads.

There are also the sounds of wind and sun, burning incense and worshipping, and parents and relatives crying from the outside world.

His consciousness fluctuated again, and while he was thinking, his body completely turned into bones.

He still wasn't dead, his consciousness was still fluctuating, but it had slowed down by countless times and was so weak that it was almost non-existent.

Thinking is extremely difficult nowadays.

Perhaps it will take a hundred years to complete a thought.

There is no more worship from parents and relatives.

He seemed to be forgotten, and merged with the coffin into the mountain, becoming one with it.

Gradually, he seemed to sense the more peculiar charm after the extinction of life and death.

That is 'existence'. It is permanence, it is immortality, it is constancy, it is the single defined perception of 'I'.

Although all of this is maintained by external factors.

But he did feel it, experience it, and realize some opportunities.

The years passed without counting, and Wang Ya didn't know how much time had passed.

A hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, he only knew that the fluctuations of consciousness seemed to have become regular, with a complete frequency band, from the beginning to the end, forming a time perception determined by receiving and recognizing information.

Life has death, and it is divided into different stages.

The first death is the disappearance of body functions and life fluctuations.

The second death is the memory of others.

The third death is a record of real information.

These are the three definitions of death.

Whether it is ordinary mortal life or wizards who have mastered extraordinary powers, even the great wizard Huiyue cannot escape this definition.

It’s just that lives that have mastered extraordinary powers are more difficult to die.

Every death is ten, a hundred, or even a thousand times more difficult than a mortal life.

After Wang Ya received and recognized the information completely, he realized that he had died twice.

The sudden realization made him realize that he had to die three times before he could get the desired result.

That result was of unimaginable benefit to him.

Insight comes from the Eye of Truth, which cannot mobilize power but still exists.

Wang Yaneng has a deep understanding of this.

He was also grateful to be affected and lose all his powers, even the function of the Eye of Truth.

The Starry Sky Bridge might become one of the greatest opportunities in his life, allowing him to explore the 'silence of death', but the feeling after the silence of death will never really disappear.

So he continued the process.

Unimaginable loneliness surrounded him, but he didn't care.

The conscious thoughts are so weak that there is nothing left to think of anything else, not even the feeling of loneliness exists.

There is only one, only one thing.

What he is pursuing now
On the shore of the starry sky, the great black and white wizard, who had been secretly paying attention to Wang Ya, was also deliberately increasing the output of rule power through the bridge to the other side of the starry sky to maintain his status.

Because of the special situation Wang Ya fell into.

The power he outputs is even greater than that needed to sustain all other living beings.

It was no less than an all-out battle with a wizard of the same level.

My palms are wet.

He didn't care, he was just curious about what Wang Ya could do.

Can we truly comprehend, even the slightest hint of charm, or even the correct direction of road development?

He didn't have high expectations.

Because he knew how difficult it was.

The ultimate secret of the sun.

Even if he tried to cross the chasm again, there was a greater probability that he would fail.

He also had no confidence.

The existence and birth of many suns have a lot to do with luck.

"How much you can dig and find will be valuable to me. I believe you can find the direction of death."

"If you can really rely on yourself and find the direction to move forward, so that you can become the seed destined to turn the mountain upside down, then what?"

The great black and white wizard's eyes were burning with anticipation.

Then, he seemed to realize something, and his eyes, which had been calm for so many years, began to waver.

There was an unprecedented shock in his eyes.

What a joke!
This is (End of this chapter)