Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Two consecutive fierce battles in just 24 hours consumed so much soul and energy.

The ensuing discussion of “magical civilization” and “flood tide” was a great shock to the hearts and minds of all.

Even if these average cultivators reach the middle and higher ranks of God, in the face of such a vast and horrific cosmic landscape, they all perceive their fragility and insignificance and have to disperse temporarily, rest for one night, consolidate their hearts and minds, and then continue to share each other's wisdom and courage tomorrow.

Otherwise, maybe talking, two people are going into the demon, and the blood is spraying.

Li Yao never touched anyone again, went straight back to his room, eager to sleep and explore the clearer and clearer planet in the strange dreams of light and land.

But no matter how tired his body was, how depleted his soul was, he glared at his congested eyes and stared at the cracks in the ceiling, forcing himself to fall asleep.

He thought that all the way up to the top of the Divine Period, he had a deep understanding of himself and the whole world.

But the little one magic chip and a few “ABCDs” completely crushed his madness and made him realize the vastness of the universe, the wonders of the world, and… an endless and wonderful journey!

“Magic, what is magic? ”

Since he couldn't sleep, Li Yao simply sat up, stared at his fingers and slowly combed the clues in his mind.

As he said earlier to Boss Bai, the “magic” in the memory of the planet is immense and colorful, with endless possibilities.

Apart from the so-called "Harry `Rand", which is just a world that can control the lowest levels of magical power, countless powerful and ancient races on Earth have their own magic, their own myths, their own strange and incredible fantasy worlds.

Magic, vampires, werewolves, witches, demon hunters, zombies.

Sun gods, storm gods, reapers, warriors, agriculture and animal husbandry gods, delightful wine gods, feather snake gods, Shiva gods... and of course, Li Yao has been known in previous generations, Pangu and Lady.

Ancient spirits were born with the origins of mankind, winding and circulating for tens of thousands of years before they came together into fantasy worlds, such as mending and magic in the modern sense. Even if they are also called “magic”, the system of power and the laws of application are radically different and are essentially the product of two different worlds.

“Wait...”

Li Yaolan muttered to himself, “There is also the concept of ‘fixing the truth' on Earth. In my homeland - the homeland of previous generations, countless wonderful world of fixation has emerged in the minds of countless people!

“By the way, a long time ago, in the memory of Earth, I seemed to have read a novel about repairs, the realms of which were also divided by ‘refining gas, building foundations, knots, condensing babies and transforming gods’.

“Is this a coincidence? Of course not!

“But what does it mean, if not coincidence? ”

Li Yao broke his fingers and sorted out all the information he knew.

First of all, if Boss Bai's speculation is correct, there is a vast universe beyond the real world created by the Pankos. In this suddenly expanding billion-fold universe, there are magical civilizations and so on, billions of glorious civilizations.

Unfortunately, however, these civilizations are not separated from the civilizations for hundreds of millions of light years, but are also blocked by the deadly black wall of dire scarcity of resources, making it extremely difficult for the two sides to communicate and communicate.

Only a handful of lucky people, such as the starship of magical civilization, or the meteorite carried by the bloodline clan now in Li Yao's head, can penetrate the black wall and reach the repair of real civilization.

Even before the cultivation of real civilizations discovered other civilizations, all other civilizations were destroyed by the "flood tide”.

No, not completely destroyed.

At least in one place, a tiny, seemingly flat, barren planet without even spiritual energy, magic and any super energy - on Earth, these civilizations that “should” not know each other, or even have been destroyed long ago, are crowded together, communicating, communicating and integrating with each other, giving rise to all sorts of new fantasies.

Earth, what is it, a transit point or contact point for countless civilizations in a vast ocean of stars?

Then why the hell did you destroy the Earth, the planet that most likely was the last refuge of millions of civilizations?

In a trance, Li Yao heard himself vowing to complete the vulture program.

“Generations and generations of civilizations, all trapped on this bloody planet, in an infinite circle! ”

Li Yao originally thought that the so-called "generations and generations of civilizations" meant native civilizations on Earth, but now that he thinks about it carefully, does he mean “cultivating civilizations” or “magical civilizations”?

Millions of cosmic civilizations, including civilizations that mend reality and magic, are trapped on tiny, barren planets? And into some sort of inexorable cycle of death? And the truth about the vulture program is, breaking this cycle of death?

Headache, that's a bit of a headache!

“Anyway, at least one thing, we've got the answer. ”

The bloody heart demonized into a tiny bean bud, drilled out of Li Yao's forehead, arms cuddled, if thoughtful, phantom, “that's the question of 'why the Earth is the center of the universe'. ”

Li Yao was slightly overwhelmed, which was indeed a problem that was once beyond his comprehension.

He remembers very clearly that after the vulture program failed, there was a voice that made him "escape from Earth, as far away as possible, to the edge of the universe”.

Since the furthest from Earth is the edge of the universe, the Earth is undoubtedly the center of the universe.

But in Li Yao's cognition, the 3,000 great thousand world is in this... Well, let's call it “Pangu universe”. The center of Pangu universe is definitely the extreme celestial realm, celestial star. Regardless of the relative position on the three-dimensional level, or the point of convergence of wormholes most conducive to four-dimensional jumping, the extreme celestial realm and celestial star are well-deserved “Pangu cosmic center”.

Li Yao used to wonder if Earth and Tianjing were a place, so the “center of the universe” dilemma was solved.

But looking at the basic parameters of the stars in the field, and even drilling tens of thousands of metres underground to explore them, the stars really have no similarities to the Earth deep in his memory, and they can never be the same planet.

“Perhaps we were wrong from the beginning that the extreme heavens, the celestial stars, are, indeed, ‘merely’ the center of the Pangu universe. ”

Bloody Heart Demon means a long way, “but the Earth can be the center of another universe, and there is no contradiction between the two. ”

“Another universe? ”

Li Yao subconsciously asked, "Which universe? ”

“Every one. ”

The Blood Heart Demon goes, “Let's use the boldest imagination to deduce, at least from the available evidence, that the Earth is most likely the center of every universe, the center of every universe, the center of the multiverse! ”

“Multiverse! ”

Li Yao jumped out of bed. “What the hell is that? ”

“How do I know? I grabbed a word like this from your memory fragment and thought it was pretty cool, so let's just talk about it. ”

Bloody Heart Demon stalled the stall, “What the hell is that? It's up to you to explore slowly! ”

Li Yao stunned for half a day, stretching out a finger, and Harsey stuffed the little bean sprouts that had magically turned his bloody heart back into his head.

If you can't sleep, why don't you go for a walk?

At this moment, the Blue Sky Market is undergoing starship repairs and upgrades in the heat of the sky. Almost all docks and streets are lit up. What's the difference between day and night?

In order to think quietly, Li Yao and others asked Boss Bai to arrange them in a more secluded abandoned port.

Outside the door, Li Yao only saw the illusion of the moon on the artificial dome, reflecting the dock of the distant stars, and the tidal virtual surge, but it calmed the confused mind.

He's not the only one who can't sleep.

Others leaned on rusty decorative railings one step ahead of him, enjoying digital virtual oscillations and a slightly salty "sea breeze”.

Dark hair like a waterfall, beveled in the waist, crystal clear as jade stone contemplation of classical beauty, but broken by slightly elevated nose beams, adding a certain amount of English martial energy,, the dragon Yang jun in the moonlight, serious, deep and sacred so as not to be like a human being with flesh and blood, truly like a god in the age of flood, traveled to this era of unbelief in gods.

Only when Yu Guangguang glanced at Li Yao, on that near-perfect face, did a shine of humanity emerge, from “God” to “man”.

“Don't come near me. ”

Long Yangjun smiled softly, “I knew you were an incredible monster, but I didn't expect you to blame this much —— just a few days ago you just came to me with two messages, and they were your children, how long has it been since you said you even know what ‘magic’ is, what ‘ABCD’ is there? Please, can't you give us a little buffer time if you don't exaggerate? ”

“Er...”

Li Yao scratched his head, still pulled over, “I don't know how to explain it. Anyway, the more I know, the more I find out I don't know —— can you understand what I'm saying?

“Cough, stop talking about me. I don't know when I'll be able to fix this mess in my head. Let's start with you. Why can't you sleep? What are you thinking here? ”

Longyang looked out at the deep black ocean from afar and simulated it with an encircling three-dimensional three-dimensional three-dimensional light screen. "I'm not very interested in magical civilization or anything. I'm also generally interested in the Earth in your dreams. What I'm more interested in is what Boss Bai called the 'flood tide’.

“I wonder if the 'flood tide' has anything to do with the 'battle of famine' that led to the destruction of Pangu and Lady Civilization. Hey, do you think the 'flood tide' really exists? Did the 'flood tide' arrive in our universe hundreds of thousands of years ago, even if the 'flood tide' casts the end of Pangu and Lady Civilization and creates the face of our universe today? ”