Chapter 1 Civilization?

"Civilization?"

From within the pitch-black darkness came a slow inquiry, "Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child, are you certain that such a barbaric land also has civilization?"

He, or rather the world he came from, had a definition of civilization, and it had only one point: that a race had begun to pursue eternity.

Races that had not embarked on the path of pursuing eternity were merely short-lived species in the long river of history, and everything they did was just a joke, not worthy of being called civilization.

And this desperate place he had been drawn into could be described as extremely desolate, lacking all transcendence and the soil of eternity.

The possibility of such a desperate place giving birth to civilization was even more remote than him completely cultivating into the Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent.

"Great master, within that star, a group of… people have indeed been nurtured. They are so comical and ridiculous, and on that tiny star, there are so many countries fighting each other openly and secretly… but among them, there are also those who have embarked on the path of pursuing eternity… people."

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child bowed gracefully, not arguing, only answering:

"These insignificant little fellows call them 'Lao', 'Zhuang', 'Shi', 'Kong', 'Meng'. They are dead, but their spirit is still being passed down, and it can be predicted that it will continue to be passed down. This is indeed one of the symbols of a low-level civilization…"

"In such a desolate and dilapidated place, without a trace of life, to be able to achieve this level can barely be considered a low-level civilization."

In the darkness, the huge body writhed like a snake.

His voice was like a song, gentle and without the slightest edge, but with the feeling of a choir chanting classics: "Then, my servant, what have you done?"

"Great master, your most humble servant discovered a Chang Sheng Zhong (long-lived species) in that low-level civilization. Your servant wanted to release it and communicate with it, but failed…"

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child looked ashamed.

"Chang Sheng Zhong (long-lived species)?"

In the darkness, a pair of huge eyes as blue as the starry sky lit up, with surprise: "Even in the You Lin Da Jie (Dark Forest Great World), only those who have inherited the supreme bloodline of their ancestors, like me, can be called Chang Sheng Zhong (long-lived species). Does such a desperate place actually possess a Chang Sheng Zhong (long-lived species)?"

The owner of the voice seemed very surprised.

This desperate place lacked the soil for the birth of transcendence and the necessary conditions for longevity, yet it also had a Chang Sheng Zhong (long-lived species)?

You must know that even in his star-studded Dark Forest Great World, there were very few Chang Sheng Zhong (long-lived species).

Only descendants of eternal bloodlines like him were qualified to be called Chang Sheng Zhong (long-lived species).

How could such a world nurture a Chang Sheng Zhong (long-lived species)?

"Yes, my great master, your servant, the Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child, possesses the ability to listen to the will of the stars, and will not be mistaken. That, it is indeed likely to be a Chang Sheng Zhong (long-lived species)."

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child bowed and answered.

Crack, crack, crack~

Deep in the abyss, the huge black shadow slowly pulled, emitting a palpitating wave.

"There is no possibility on the road to truth, only certainty."

The owner of the azure eyes in the darkness emitted an astonishing wave:

"Go, go there yourself, confirm that all of this is true, convey the will of Russell, the descendant of my eternal bloodline, to that Chang Sheng Zhong (long-lived species), and bring back what I need…"

As he spoke, the voice gradually lowered until it was inaudible.

The depths of the dark abyss also returned to silence, and the owner of the huge body seemed to have fallen into a slumber.

"As you wish, great master."

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child stroked his chest and lowered his head, with a hint of worry on his face.

His existence was consuming the master's power, but this strange desperate place did not have the soil to support the master's existence.

Falling asleep while talking showed how terrifying this desperate place was.

In the last fleeting glance, he saw under the abyss, which was pitch black without a trace of light.

A streamer flowing with the color of the starry sky flashed, and its shape and outline seemed to be a door.

The faint light reflected the behemoth coiled on the core of the earth, and it was vaguely visible that the starry sky-colored door was absorbing the power of this body, wanting to truly manifest.

He recognized it, it was the source of the bloodline inherited by the master, from that supreme eternal species, the Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent Lord’s forbidden great 'witchcraft' - the Otherworld Gate.

Whoosh~

In the next instant, he had already disappeared into the dark abyss without a trace of light.

Just like his arrival, he was invisible, without time or trace.

It was as if he was not a physical existence, but just a stream of information flowing through layers of rock, through rolling sandstorms, and into the boundless starry sky.

Its speed was erratic, and extremely fast.

The meteorites streaking across the starry sky were far from reaching its speed.

It seemed that before long, the azure planet was already visible in the distance.

.......

Another year of severe winter arrived, with snow flying for thousands of miles in the north. When the wind and snow stopped overnight and the sun rose, only a vast expanse of white could be seen between the sky and the earth, and the scattered ice crystals seemed to be covered in silver for the mountains and rivers.

Sha sha~

Li Qingyuan slowly swept the Taoist temple. His movements were slow, but his efficiency was high. The bare broom swept across, and the thick snow was pushed aside.

The Taoist temple was not large, but the workload was not small, from sweeping the backyard to the front yard, and then sweeping the steps.

Sweeping was not something that an old Taoist of his age should be doing.

But his only disciple was incited by that damned fellow to go down the mountain and join the army, so he had no choice but to do it himself.

"Ah."

Thinking about this, Li Qingyuan couldn't help but sigh softly. That little brat didn't even come back to see him during the New Year or holidays. Was being a soldier that busy?

"For no reason, why is Taoist Priest sighing?"

At this time, a voice floated with the wind, startling Li Qingyuan.

He turned his head and saw a young man in white standing under the old tree in front of the door, looking at him with a smile.

The young man's hair was very short and his clothes were even thinner, but standing in the cold wind, he gave people a sense of warmth and moistness like the morning sun.

It was none other than An Qisheng.

"You…"

Li Qingyuan looked at An Qisheng suspiciously, and suddenly asked, "When did you come?"

"Not long ago."

An Qisheng smiled, "From when Taoist Priest started sweeping until now, it's been about an hour or so."

"So you just watched me sweep? People's hearts are really not what they used to be."

Li Qingyuan pretended to sigh, seeming very sad.

"Taoist Priest's boxing is skilled, and his muscles and bones are also mature. Ordinary young men may not have your good physical strength. Moving around a bit is nothing, right?"

An Qisheng smiled.

Although the old Taoist's body could not be said to be strong, he had been practicing boxing for many years, and he had taken good care of himself. Ordinary old people of his age would not have such a good body.

Li Qingyuan dropped his broom and sighed, "In a flash, it's been more than four years. I thought I would have to attend your funeral, but I didn't expect you to become the number one in the world. The absurdity of the world is nothing more than this."

He was also sincerely happy for An Qisheng.

Regardless of friendship, the more life there is in this world, the better.

But he also marveled at the huge changes that had taken place in him. He had questions in his heart, but he also knew that such things must be secrets, and it would not be good for him to ask.

"Just a false reputation."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

Li Qingyuan asked about An Qisheng's intention: "You came, it shouldn't just be to see this old Taoist, right?"

"The scenery of Tianlian Mountain is quite good, very suitable for seclusion. I'm building a Taoist temple on the mountain, and I'll be a neighbor with Taoist Priest in the future."

An Qisheng did not hide his purpose.

He did want to settle in Tianlian Mountain this time, but it wasn't because Tianlian Mountain was a treasure land of Feng Shui. For him now, there was no treasure land of Feng Shui in the world.

Where he was, was a blessed land.

The reason was naturally the network explosion caused by the video.

Since the video was circulated, only four or five days had passed, and Xing City was almost overcrowded. There were martial arts enthusiasts who admired boxing, reporters from across the ocean, tourists, and various anchors who came to freeload, as well as the seven aunts and eight aunts of the An family...

It was simply too lively.

Qiu Niu, who was in charge of taking care of things, almost collapsed, and almost knelt down and begged him to move to another place.

"Build a Taoist temple?"

Li Qingyuan was a little dazed.

"You worship your family's ancestors, I wouldn't steal your incense money."

An Qisheng raised his hand and pointed.

Li Qingyuan followed where he was pointing, and that place was exactly a small mountain opposite his Taoist temple. The height was about the same, and there was only a steep slope in the middle. Saying they were neighbors was not false at all.

"Nothing to do, want to go over and take a look?"

An Qisheng extended an invitation.

Li Qingyuan had no objections, and walked towards the mountain with An Qisheng, talking as they went.

The two mountains were not far apart, and there was a road. Although there was snow, it was naturally not a problem for the two of them.

"Eh?"

Walking along, Li Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat. Now, he could already vaguely see the scene on the opposite mountain. The outlines of the Taoist temples could not be seen naturally. The most conspicuous thing was the ancient, mottled altar, which had not been covered by the heavy snow overnight.

"Which school of Taoism do you worship?"

Li Qingyuan frowned slightly. That altar didn't look like a good thing.

He did not pay attention to the explosive videos on the Internet today, otherwise, he would have recognized that this altar was the one that sealed the zombie king.

The Special Affairs Bureau naturally wanted this altar, along with the zombie king inside, and many research institutions also wanted it, but this altar was a major matter, and An Qisheng would naturally not hand it over to others for safekeeping.

An Qisheng looked at the outline of the Taoist temple and said softly:

"The Taoist temple is very small and cannot accommodate great gods. Now, I only worship Taiji and Wang Quan, the two Taoists."

Building a Taoist temple was something he had in mind a long time ago, but it was not a whim. Things changed, and he originally only wanted to worship Wang Quan, but now he had Taiji.

In the future, maybe there would be more?

"Taiji, Wang Quan? Which family's ancestors are these, what gods are they?"

Even though Li Qingyuan thought that he had read a lot of Taoist scriptures, he had never heard of the names of these two, so he couldn't help but persuade: "All Taoist temples invite great gods to reside in them in order to attract incense. How could you…"

"Although my two Taoists are not well-known, they have great supernatural powers, which can not only make people feel at ease…"

An Qisheng's eyes were deep, as if there was a sea of stars within:

"But also manifest miracles!"