The Establishment and Development of Chunyang Palace in the Realm of Cultivation

Zheng Haoran was seriously injured, not as light as Qian Qian said.He was already on the verge of death, his soul was scattered, and there was no possibility of reincarnation.Zheng Haoran is a spirit body, and one of the characteristics of the spirit body is that it can absorb spiritual energy as soon as possible, whether it is normal cultivation or an attack in an emergency.Such a physique also means that Zheng Haoran's vitality is very tenacious and his ability to resist blows is extremely strong.

But no matter how strong the sandbag is, it has a limit. If it exceeds this hurdle, the outer skin will break, and the sand inside will flow all over the ground.Obviously, Zheng Haoran was very unlucky this time, and encountered an attack beyond his range.The reason why he is so normal outside that even Qianqian can't see through it is because the system Awan is hanging Zheng Haoran's life, which is one of the reasons why Awan will force the shutdown.

Zheng Haoran's consciousness is still there, but it's like being covered from head to toe by a misty membrane, he can't perceive everything, even himself, he has completely fallen into chaos, muddleheaded.I don't know how long this state lasted. Suddenly, the membrane covering him burst, and he even felt that he really heard the crisp cracking sound, like a bursting soap bubble.Then his feeling came back.

Zheng Haoran opened his eyes in consciousness, he swore he opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything, and he didn't see anything.In fact, his eyes are open and he can see, just because what he sees is nothingness, since it is nothingness, how can he see?Zheng Haoran struggled with his stiff body, he was able to move freely, because of this nothingness, he could move but dared not move.

Quietly, someone's voice in the void was calling him, kindly and compassionately.

The voice said: "Finally, I have a chance to meet you, Zheng Haoran." His name was interpreted in a gentle and low voice by that voice, and a power was generated out of thin air, like a spell, which can make the hearts of the world tremble, and the world. Shocked, Zheng Haoran didn't even dare to answer him, and even felt strange and palpitations about his own name.

The owner of the voice was laughing, Zheng Haoran felt so, although he didn't hear any laughter.The current situation is extremely strange. There seems to be only one voice in the vast world, and there is nothingness. He began to feel dazed and afraid, an instinctive fear of unknown forces.

"Are you afraid, is it because of me, or because of this world?" The owner of the voice was damn sharp, telling everything easily.

"Zheng Haoran, you shouldn't be afraid, and you have no right to be afraid. I won't allow it." The compassionate voice said again.

"You, what are you?" This was the first sentence Zheng Haoran said, he was testing, and after suppressing his fear, he also took courage.

"I am not anything, I am also everything in the world. I have existed for hundreds of millions of years, and I will continue to exist as a cloud, a river, a mountain, or even a stubborn stone. But, Zheng Haoran, this I needed you when I was there." That voice was full of long melancholy and deep-rooted determination, as if passing through the turbulent time and space, like a Hong Zhong Dalu, resounding in Zheng Haoran's ears.

There was a rumbling roar in my ears, it was clearly an instant, but it was a journey in the long river of time.Zheng Haoran saw the rapidly collapsing prehistoric universe, saw the vast and magnificent galaxy, saw the rays of light filling the sky and earth when the sky and the earth first opened, and saw the first sprouting of all creatures and creatures... An extremely beautiful and vast world gradually took shape in his eyes, extremely Full of vitality, extremely prosperous and beautiful.He was delighted by it, moved by it, and even intended to give everything to maintain the beauty of the world.

Suddenly, from the vast and boundless world, the black air that represents disaster rises up sporadically and disperses in all directions. One strand, two strands, gradually wraps around the whole world, like a black veil on a funeral, it is despair, it is death.Uncontrollable pain spread in his old heart, and piled up in his eyes that gazed forever at the earth.He is desperate to save the world he is proud of.

However, the world is collapsing, evil and darkness are spreading, and the spirit of life is exhausted. The world is him, and he is the world. His flesh, his bones, and his blood are all being destroyed and split. In the endless pain, crying in despair, the world is about to fall, how can he exist?

A ray of light slowly appeared in the darkness, that ray of light was so faint, so invisible, crumbling, flickering, and any external force would annihilate it.But that was the only hope, in that terrible darkness.He stretched out his hand, tried his best, gambled everything, and embraced the light!

A streak of scorching and sinful light roared towards the sky, as if it was about to ignite the darkness of the entire world, it bloomed with all its strength!The shattered light melted into endless disasters, tearing a hole in the black veil.Small breaches spread outward little by little, eroding away the disaster, and the devastated land finally reappeared.He did it, he saved his world, he became everything, and everything became him.

Elegy songs resounded from heaven and earth, and deep sighs floated in the sky. It was hard to tell whether it was him or the world.

Sadness lingered in his heart, Zheng Haoran was already infatuated, he sank into the memory of the world, but he couldn't tell whether it was him or Zheng Haoran.

"Are you still awake?" The voice sounded again, but it pulled Zheng Haoran back from his drowsiness.

Zheng Haoran woke up suddenly, it turned out that he was still in this world, but his heart could not be separated for a long time, and it was still throbbing in pain.After a long silence, Zheng Haoran said to the voice: "Is he still there?"

"He is also me, and I am him."

"No, you are not him, you are just similar to him, but you are not." Zheng Haoran murmured.

"I wish I were him, I am him, I am this world, this great way, because, I wish I were him, I would like to replace him." The voice spoke to Zheng Haoran, and even more so, in a serious way. Confess to the world.

"..." Zheng Haoran was speechless.

"It's time, Zheng Haoran, you are his chosen one, you should know what you bear." As the voice fell, a piece of nothingness was broken, a feeling that Zheng Haoran had felt in the dreamlike illusion, The breath of heaven and earth poured into the surroundings.Behind the nothingness is endless starlight. A man who is integrated with everything in the world comes from the void. He has no face, but he has thousands of faces. He has no power, but he has the power of everything in the world.

The man stretched out his hand, hanging above Zheng Haoran's summit, and grabbed it lightly, what's wrong with his body peeling off.Dazzling light revealed from between the man's fingers, Zheng Haoran heard the trembling of surprise in the whole world.

"He's back, back to the world he loves." The man's voice expressed the tenderness of eternity.

"He is, Awan?" Zheng Haoran thought of an answer that he couldn't believe.

"No, he is me and this world." The man said something Zheng Haoran couldn't understand.

I saw the man spread his five fingers, a soft mass, exuding a dazzling silver light, exactly the same as the light seen in the illusion.The dumpling trembled in the man's hand, but in the next moment it spread into one piece, flat on the man's palm.

"I've been looking for you for countless years, are you willing to come back to me?" The man asked with a smile.

The pool of silver light in his hand fluctuated a few times.

"Even if you don't agree, how can I let you go?" The man clasped his fist and held the light in his palm again. He raised his other hand and wiped it across the fist, as if taking away the light from the ball. Something, and the man raised his hand again, Zheng Haoran obviously felt that this thing came into his body.

"Since he likes you so much, how can you live up to his expectations? I have sent you back the things you brought from another world, and the extra ones are to thank you for taking him home. Go ahead, space The maintenance of nodes is quite laborious, and this is the limit." The man's attitude has always been gentle, he raised his hand again, Zheng Haoran opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that it was indeed a sickly face, with his head resting on his shoulder and falling into a deep sleep. .

Zheng Haoran has never felt so good, his seriously injured body has healed, and he can even feel a huge improvement in his physique and cultivation!He raised his unpressed left hand and looked at the texture of his palm. It was a hand with incomparably powerful strength.

When he came back to his senses, Zheng Haoran saw Qi Xian frown uncomfortably and moved.Zheng Haoran smiled, he held Qi Xian's head, stood up carefully, and adjusted Qi Xian to a comfortable posture.He gently stroked Qi Xian's soft and thin black hair, he really wanted to hug him, his relatives, his lover.

Awan is gone, he has noticed since he woke up.All the constraints of the system disappeared, and Zheng Haoran gained all the experience of this Chunyang account, and now he is a full-level dual-cultivation Chunyang Taoist priest.The disappearance of the system Awan, in addition to bringing back the strength of the game account, also released the control over the parcels and warehouses, and also freed Zheng Haoran from the restraints of tasks. After traveling so far, Zheng Haoran is completely free.

But Zheng Haoran lost his last contact with the original world, and lost the loyal friend who had been with him all the time.Zheng Haoran felt a little lonely, and a tiny weakness in his heart began to emerge. He indulged his own weakness. He needed a little time, a little comfort, to adjust and adapt.Thus, Zheng Haoran stretched out his hands, gently hugged Qi Xian who was still asleep, and wrapped the person he decided to be with all the time into his arms.

"What's wrong?" Qi Xian seemed to feel something after being picked up, but because it was too comfortable, he didn't wake up quickly, he was in a daze, his eyes hadn't been opened yet, and he rubbed Zheng Haoran's shoulder socket very naturally.

"Qi Xian, did I ever say that you are very important to me, more important than anyone else?" Zheng Haoran's tone was soft enough to melt water.

"Anyone of you, except me, is there anyone else?" Qi Xian opened her eyes and smiled slightly, raised her thin white arms, wrapped them around Zheng Haoran's neck, and clasped them tightly behind his back.This man who dotes on him more than anyone else, he wants to tie him by his side for as long as his whole life.