The scene on the way back to the Dao Refinement Universe was just a small episode for Xu Qing.
Since Xinghuanzi came out, Xu Qing did not show up.
Whether it is a thousand troops or a star ring, in Xu Qing's view, they are all just passers-by.
At most, it is those two swords, and when it is appropriate, take them yourself.
As for the three monks who had malice towards the thousand armies, they attracted Xu Qing's attention.
Among these three, two masters and one quasi-immortal.
The greed and domineering revealed in his words and deeds are very obvious.
And Xu Qing never thought that those with advanced cultivation must be people with transcendent minds, there are countless monks in this world, and the strong are like clouds, and their personalities are naturally not printed out of a mold.
This is true for people and things.
There are those with gloomy personalities, those who are transcendent and extraordinary, there are broad-minded people like the Great Emperor with a sword, and there are naturally those who are dark and greedy and malicious.
Even if he reached the level of quasi-immortal, he was no exception.
After all, they are human beings, and human nature is myriad and cannot be exactly the same.
Moreover, the number of quasi-immortals of the fifth star ring is also large due to the different bases and different environments.
Unlike looking at the ancient continent, in that difficulty and barrenness, let alone quasi-immortals, even if they are dominant, they are rare.
Therefore, the higher you go, the more mountains you see.
Therefore, the farther you go, the more complete the scenery you see.
This is the way it should be.
Of course, in the final analysis, personality is actually related to time and experience.
Unless it is those beings who have lived for thousands of years, they have experienced the joys and sorrows of the world again and again, until they become numb, until they see through, and until they return to the basics.
Otherwise, it is difficult to escape the color composed by human nature.
In addition, there are some things that cannot be seen only on the surface.
Therefore, Xu Qing was not surprised that these three were obviously strong people, and one of them was still a quasi-immortal, but they did this plundering thing.
What surprised him was the identity of these three people.
"Fundraiser...... War ......"
Xu Qing, who left the virtual belt, pondered in his heart.
The key point is the word war.
"Preparing supplies for the war...... So the fifth star ring, there is a war?"
"And other star rings?"
Xu Qing thought about it.
Some things are not broad enough and not comprehensive enough, and this is also very evident in this matter.
Before this, Xu Qing didn't know that there was a war in the fifth star ring.
But now from everyone's discussion, Xu Qing smelled the smell of war.
"When the moment you receive the call of the universe, everything should be clear."
With such thoughts, Xu Qing crushed the immortal slip of the Immortal Tomb, and his body dissipated and teleported away.
In the next moment, the starry sky was blurred in Xu Qing's perception.
……
Perseus Mausoleum.
It is not just the existence of the Nine Shore Heaven.
In fact, there are similar places in every heaven and earth.
That is the place where all the immortals who died in battle are buried throughout the ages.
Some are whole corpses, but the vast majority are wreckage.
There are even some, there may only be a tablet created by later generations.
And the Immortal Mausoleum of the Nine Shore Heaven exists in the Perseus Star Field in the Immortal Song universe.
This place is isolated separately, and there is only a quaint bronze giant door in and out.
Outside the giant door, there is a black quaint stone platform.
Above him was an old man in a black robe sitting cross-legged.
Its appearance is not high, and its breath seems to be non-existent, motionless.
Xu Qing's figure, in the bursts of void distortion, appeared outside the giant door, under the stone platform.
He looked up at the giant door, then at the old man, his mind moved.
In this old man, there is a strong sense of death, and there is even more loneliness and desolation.
And the moment Xu Qing looked at it, the Xian in his body actually had some waves, as if he was being pulled, which made him perceive more information.
It made Xu Qing feel that the old man in front of him seemed to no longer exist, but he still existed.
This feeling is not strong and dissipates quickly.
Xu Qing's heart froze, and he bowed his head.
Then he walked across the stone platform, walked towards the giant gate, and disappeared.
Until Xu Qing's figure disappeared into the giant door, on the stone platform outside the door, the old man slowly opened his eyes.
"For a while, no one came."
"It's good, although there are fewer sacrifices, no one comes, which means there are no dead in battle."
"It's all good, live well......"
The old man raised his hand and took out a wine jug, raised his head and took a sip of wine, looked back at the giant door, and muttered hoarsely.
"You guys, you walk neatly, why do you leave me to guard the tomb in the world......"
The old man sighed lightly, his eyes reminiscing.
Inside the giant door, when the starry sky in front of Xu Qing changed from blurred to clear, he saw clusters of galaxies.
Those, they are all tombs!
Every galaxy in the Perseus Star Field is a tomb of buried bones.
There is a huge stone monument erected, some of which write the life of the buried person, and some of which only have a few words.
The latter are often felt during his lifetime and are used as epitaphs.
As for the overall number, it is not a lot, only hundreds.
But you know, this is where the immortals hide.
It represents that throughout the ages, just in the Nine Banks Heaven, hundreds of immortals died in battle.
Even if the length of history can reach countless tens of thousands of years, when he walked into the giant gate, looking at these galaxies with his own eyes, and looking at the stone monuments erected, Xu Qing's heart was still shocked.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear a sigh, echoing in the starry sky.
It was as if there was a heroic cry swirling in the galaxy.
It is as if there is an eternal blessing that endures even in death.
They guarded their homeland.
They protect future generations.
They fought bravely for the human race and for the star ring!
Sacrifice life and forget death, selfless dedication.
Although he was not a native monk of the fifth star ring, after coming here, Xu Qing's mood was inevitably much heavier.
I pay deep respect to the outstanding heroes here.
The stone monument in my eyes has also become a monument in my heart.
After a while, Xu Qing walked forward silently, walking past one star after another, looking at one stone monument after another.
"I have practiced for nine thousand years, from the Great Immortal Mountain, cultivated with Yun Miao, achieved the immortal position, and was called the Immortal Lord, and slayed the Seven True Gods in my life, how fast!"
"I am a scattered cultivator, relying on my own unwillingness, I stepped onto the immortal position, and participated in the siege and killing of the god in the Star Ring War.
"Spirits become gods, beasts become spirits, ghosts become monsters, ...... What is a fairy! For the human race to become a mountain, to protect the human race, people are immortals!"
"If I live too long, I will lose my human touch, and I can't kill the true gods, but what do I want to do, the goal of this trip is to hunt, I plan to kill many gods and Tianjiao, and do my best to make the gods on the opposite side break the generation!"
"The cultivators of the next generation, don't worship empty-handed, I rejoice in the blood of God, and worship me with the blood of God!"
With Xu Qing's gaze, he saw from the stone tablets everywhere, and those handwriting seemed to have become laughing figures in his eyes.
They cry or laugh, or go crazy or peaceful, as if they appear in front of Xu Qing's eyes and will forever be engraved in the long river of history.
In this place, with stone tablets and epitaphs, the past, present and future are connected, and it has become an indelible imprint.
so that everyone who comes here can be perceived.
It is the green mountains that bury loyal bones, and the annals of history record merits.
Heroes exist in the world, and the martyrs' heroic names are passed down through the ages.
After a while, Xu Qing finished reading everything, and in the central area, Panxi sat in the starry sky, looking at the Sifang Stone Monument, and he muttered softly.
"Seniors, junior Xu Qing, although he is not a native cultivator of the Fifth Star Ring, he promises not to lose the ambitions of his seniors."
"If any senior is willing to give me the relics, the junior will not change his original intention."
Xu Qing took a deep breath and spoke solemnly.
The surroundings were quiet, and there was no turmoil caused by him.
Xu Qing was silent, closed his eyes and tried to understand.
After a while, there was no gain at all.
Xu Qing frowned, and after thinking about it, he simply didn't feel it, but his thoughts dispersed, and gradually everything that passed appeared in his heart.
The hardships of youth.
Killing when you grow up.
The first encounter with the hatred of the gods.
Meet the wrath of the gods again.
Until the empress became a god, there was understanding in the complexity.
In the end, it seems to have returned to the question.
A voice asked.
God, what is it?
Once, Xu Qing's answer was one sentence.
Now, thinking about the answer again, Xu Qing was silent, he thought of the empress, and spoke calmly after a while.
"The gods, the vast majority of them, are still raised by!"
"But inside, there are also some that are still human!"
All the stone monuments shook together.