This is a strange space with hazy light, like a scene of fish belly white at dawn, with waves of mist, a chaotic world with a desolate and long-lasting aura coming to the face.

Gu Qingci is now in the fog, and he is very confused.

He didn't know why he got here either.

At first glance, I can't see anything.

He was recalling that Tang Zhan died in front of him just now, and then he took over the Xuanyuan Sword. At that moment, all the scene in front of him changed and appeared here.

Here, he walked for a long time and could not see anything.

At some point, the sky cracked open, and a ray of sunlight shone in, dispelling the gray mist, and the entire space became much brighter.

It was like the glass was broken, and the space trembled violently, and then it was unstable. With a last buzzing sound, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand disappeared, and the gray mist disappeared completely, the chaos disappeared, the sky was shining, and the sun was hanging high.

Gu Qingci found himself standing in a small village, a river flowing through the village, and from time to time, big fish jumped up, and the scales on his body flashed, stirring up waves.

This is a very strange place. Gu Qingci promised that he had never been here, but he felt at ease for no reason, as if this was his destination. However, the village was a bit too quiet. He walked through the hall and the house, and passed through the intersecting fields, without seeing anyone.

Until, he walked through the year, through spring, summer, autumn and winter, he saw the revival of everything, the scorching sun, and the frost leaves, and finally stopped in the sky with snow. This village is reincarnation and evolution, but it is so peaceful and quiet.

Gu Qingci was at the entrance of the village and sighed softly: "What a good place, but there is probably not in this world, right?" Shaking his head, Gu Qingci suddenly raised his head, thoughtfully, and said, "System, what do you think?"

At that moment, the scene in front of me suddenly changed.

Gu Qingci found that he seemed to be outside the world now, with mountains and rivers under his feet, with rivers moving eastward, mountains and rivers moving up and down, and so weak that an ant was crawling with a grain of rice, animals running in the mountains, lights and wine in the city, and yin and yang in the world.

"Tread"

A sound of horse hooves came into my ears, and Gu Qingci stood in a deserted city again. In front of him, a young man in white walked alone on the wet and cool bluestone pavement with a black cloth bag on his back. He looked at the sunlight leaking from the tiles, reflecting the spotted city walls and the shiny tiles on the roof, but there were still traces of wooden boards and signs of decay. The windowsill was covered with dust, but it could not block its former glory, and those delicately carved shadows.

The young man walked very slowly, holding a horse, stepping every step very steadily, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the alley, making people feel clear and unfamiliar. I couldn't help but look back and saw the old city that was dark and broken. Time made it desolate and sad, but the city seemed to be mixed with many people and things, and the years slowly flowed. This is old, but the old adds the spirituality it should have.

The young man in white walked to Gu Qingci with his horse. The two looked at each other, speechless.

Gu Qingci looked at the person who was exactly the same as him with interest. This feeling was very strange, as if he was looking at a mirror, but the person who was exactly the same in the mirror was not him. After a while, he said, "Are you a system?"

The young man in white smiled slightly and waved his hand. The scene in front of him changed again. It was thousands of troops roaring. It was an endless war, with wars, the fire of war, the world was in chaos, blood flowed into a river, and corpses were everywhere.

The young man in white led his horse and walked on the battlefield. Gu Qingci followed him and walked leisurely in the battlefield, until the end of the blood. When the battlefield ended, only bones were left and only sadness was left.

The two walked to a river, both of them sat by the river, took off their shoes, rolled up their pants, and soaked their feet in the water. The young man said, "You are me, I am the way of heaven!"

"I guessed it," said Gu Qingci: "I had guessed a long time ago, especially when I knew the existence of hell, I felt more and more that my life experience was probably not what I knew. Some things happened too deliberately."

"Actually," said the young man in white: "It's okay. Apart from adding a memory of rebirth, there is no other restriction on you. All posting tasks are to make you accept all this in a subtle way."

"Everything you got from me is just something I deduced. When you get the Xuanyuan Sword, what I can give you is almost the same. I didn't want to let you know so early, but hell has been opened and there is not much time left."

Gu Qingci gently fiddled with the river and said, "Who am I?"

"You are the way of heaven," said the young man in white: "To be precise, you are the incarnation of the way of heaven, but you are also Gu Qingci. Everything depends on yourself."

"Then what do you want me to do?" Gu Qingci asked.

"You and I were born one, what can I ask for you?" said the young man in white: "The way of heaven is incomplete and divided into two parts, one is you, one is hell, or Gu Qingshi. You two brothers, one is the incarnation of heaven, and the other is the incarnation of hell. This era is the game between you two."

Gu Qingci frowned and said, "What do you mean? Do you want me and my brother to become enemies?"

The young man in white shook his head and said, "It all depends on you. However, the missions of both of you are different. No one can tell you many things."

Gu Qingci shook his head and said, "Okay, I understand. I think you should leave too!"

"Yes," said the young man in white, "It's time for me to leave, but before leaving, I still have the last bit of energy to give to you!"

Gu Qingci was stunned for a moment and said, "Stop, you are the way of heaven, so can you let Qingyi come alive?"

The young man in white nodded and said, "It's OK, but I need to tell you that although you are the incarnation of the way of heaven, you only rely on the last bit of energy to support it until now. If you choose me to give you the last energy, you can even become a Red Dust Immortal directly. Of course, this is your power, and there will be no problem, but if you choose to resurrect Qingyi, you will not get this energy. Are you sure?"

Gu Qingci smiled, with a beautiful smile on his face and said, "You are right. Although I am the incarnation of the way of heaven, I am even more Gu Qingci. I hope that when I look back, Qingyi will be a tree of beauty, and it is still there!"

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