The moon land entrenched above the earth began to reflect faint white light at night, like a huge artificial celestial body.

It has been a long time since the moon changed from a ball to a big pie.

Once upon a time, many people thought it was difficult for them to accept.

Those beautiful ancient poems that praise the moon have truly become masterpieces. The moon has officially entered the museum of human history.

However, as time goes by, many people find that it is just that.

As long as you can still live, how much does it matter whether the moon disappears or not?

After all, this is not the peace era in the past, but a mysterious era. No matter how beautiful the art is, it must give way to survival, and no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it must give way to the belly. In front of survival, it is of the greatest significance.

At this time, two mysterious figures, one black and one white, were talking on the Moon Land.

The black figure shook his head and said, "Your pawn failed."

"As expected." The white figure showed no disappointment.

"It's just a pity that the jewel of pure heart created by the saint." The black figure felt a little regretful.

They took the risk to work for the saints. Although they did not have any worries about their lives, they were contaminated with disasters in the future. For example, the plague god had a life-and-death hatred with many powerful humans.

The things given by the saints are the best for life.

The white figure said lightly: "What I give him is only a projection."

"So that's it. No wonder you are so generous, haha, you lied to another person." The black figure shook his head and said.

"No, I didn't. I just didn't tell him that only when the Tao succeeded, he would be given the body of the orb." The white figure did not admit this.

The black figure sneered and said, "Hmph, these ignorant mortals really think that the way of heaven is so easy to touch? Before we became gods, how many disasters we have survived, how many sufferings we have endured, how many emotions and six desires we have broken, and how many difficulties we have survived? They have only been practicing for a few years and dared to hope for this thing. It is really a delusion."

"This is their shortcomings and their strengths. Because of this, they can create such a vibrant world with only thousands of years of civilization, with unlimited potential and an unpredictable future. Unfortunately, they can only go here."

The white figure had a hint of regret in her tone.

"In any case, we finally understand the details of the world's heavenly way. It seems that it is not easy to mess with. If we fight head-on, all its power will be stimulated. I am afraid that only those saints will be safe and sound. Even if you and I descend to earth, they will definitely not be their opponents after suffering the severe damage of the silence of heaven and earth in the upper realm. Fortunately, the saint has already made arrangements, which makes this heavenly way unable to operate as they wish."

"The only people who can leverage this heavenly way are the only locals. We cannot do it. As long as we get in touch with it directly, it will attract its most fierce counterattack. Hook just now has actually found the path to success, and now he only needs a state of mind to have a deep enough cultivation to be comparable to a god, or at least a local at the level of a innate god."

"There should be one person, but he is the opponent of the gods. I always feel that the saints should act in one go and use fierce means to kill him instead of keeping him. That will inevitably become a big trouble. You know who I am talking about." The black figure deliberately did not mention the other party's name.

"The saints are unsuccessful in calculating, it is not that simple. If they don't want to kill someone, then someone still plays a key historical node. They must pass this node to get rid of it. This is the so-called saint's way." The white figure said lightly.

The black figure said angrily, "Hmph, by then, I'm afraid I'll be the target of their sacrifice. Although the gods have a long life, except for a few innate gods, few people can survive the disaster of five million years. We all know the reasons behind this, but no one dares to resist. Because everyone knows that resistance is meaningless, it's better to let it go and have a chance to reincarnate."

"This is also helpless. The saints have to delay the extinction of heaven and earth, and they have to do it, not targeting a certain god." The white shadow tried to defend himself.

"Hmph, if they are willing to sacrifice themselves, as long as one, the heaven and earth in the upper realm can last for at least a hundred million years. Didn't the saints claim to be selfless and always follow the heavens? Then why don't they dare to sacrifice themselves in exchange for the heavens and earth to prolong their life?" The black figure said coldly.

When the white figure heard this, she stopped talking, but her face was silent.

Other interests are trivial matters, such as Taoism and facial hair. If you lose, you will lose. Another chess game is. However, if you involve your own existence, how can they make concessions?

In the upper realm, the saints are the biggest overall situation. Only others sacrifice for the overall situation. If they sacrifice, the overall situation will not exist.

As the innate god, Moon God understands this truth very well. She is the only one who devotes herself to a saint or is a direct descendant, and she understands the teacher's intentions best.

Other things are against the will of the saint, and it is nothing. The other party will not care about you. Anyway, in the blink of an eye, you may have been washed away by time.

However, if it goes against the big things that concern their own existence, the ending will definitely be immediately scattered and no longer have the hope of life.

The plague god is in another world at this time, so he dares to speak so loudly. Anyway, the saints are unable to sense it, unless they go back to report it themselves.

But I just won’t be this evil person, after all, the gods have long complained about this matter.

If he was still in the upper realm, he would not dare to say a word. At this moment, being able to say the previous sentence is already a great satisfaction and vent.

The white figure did not defend anything, but the truth was that. The way of nature was to sacrifice the weak and fulfill the strong. The saint did this, in fact, to follow the heavens.

But as the eliminated party, who would be willing to do so? Even if the gods see through everything, it is still impossible to face it calmly.

After all, if they had not been sacrificed by the saints, they could have lived for billions of years.

But there is no way. There are only a few holy thrones in the upper realm, and they have long been occupied by others. Unless they make mistakes, how can later generations have the chance to rise to power?

This is the truth that the saints want to maintain a pool of stagnant water in the upper realm. Only when they remain unchanged can they be at peace.

However, she naturally would not say this to anyone.

Although others can also see that, for example, the Knight A, can understand this vaguely.

It is not that the people in the upper world are stupid, and they are still wandering around for thousands of years, but it is the people at the top that make them unable to be smart.

People on Earth are both sad and happy. What is sad is that no matter how outstanding the individual is, they will not be able to live forever before. What is happy is that they still have this possibility in the future, and no one is suppressing them at the top, and every individual has the possibility of being promoted.

The white figure did not answer for a moment, and the black figure knew that he had said something inappropriate, but he had been suppressed in his heart for too long and had become an obsession.

I said it today and felt a sense of joy.

As for the progress of cultivation, that's nothing. He is just a clone who can be sacrificed at any time. There is no way to make progress.

He then said: "I won't mention this matter for now. The future is long and the universe is extremely vast. It may not be the decision of those saints. Everyone can use their own methods. You mentioned just now that you want to find someone with a deep mind and cultivation. I have an idea, just hope that the moon god can do me a favor in the future."

"If you can succeed, there will naturally be rewards." The white figure said with a surprise tone.

"I have been studying their human technology recently and discovered one of the tricks to get tricks." The black figure said proudly.

The white figure exclaimed: "I didn't expect that after the plague god came to the world, he was like a fish in water. It was really beyond ordinary people's expectations. Please come quickly. If we can control the heavenly way in this world, it is very important for us."
Chapter completed!