Chapter 92 Lamp 14
This answer made Kunlun Jun who remembered this end and Zhao Yunlan who was on the other end silent.
Suddenly, it doesn't matter whether the fire was thrown down by Shennong on purpose.
Shennong grabbed Kunlun's wrist, stared at the ignorant and cruel ghost clan with old and turbid eyes, and walked two steps forward. He was already very old, so Kunlun Jun had to bend down slightly and support him carefully. When he looked down at Shennong, there was a hint of undetectable haze on Kunlun Jun's face - old, which means he was about to die.
Kunlun Jun had never experienced "oldness" and "death", and he had already smelled the terrible smell of decay from Shennong.
"You heard what I said to Nuwa last time?" Shennong asked.
Kunlun Jun frowned: "Who is in the mood to listen to your endless mysterious people? Just say what to do now, right? He even mentioned Nuwa to me. She wants to know that you trembled and burned the Fuxi seal through. I feel strange if you don't turn against you... I also use my soul fire, which will really bring disaster to me."
Shennong glanced at him: "She doesn't know."
Kunlun Jun hummed twice sarcastically: "I can't agree."
Shennong coughed a while in an old state: "Life and death are a big deal. Life and death are all things that are afraid of the dead. You can't make fun of it, but if you can jump out of the circle of life and death, you will no longer be afraid."
"I stand honestly and don't jump anywhere, and don't be afraid," Kunlun Jun touched in a cold manner, "I think you should be afraid of - by the way, the fruit of the Great God Wood has ripened, and a total of two have ripened in this century. One was given to my brother Cat, and the other I left for you, which can extend your life for a hundred years."
"Thank you." Shennong smiled, "Actually, I'm not afraid of death. Little Kunlun, you don't understand. If you are immortal, you won't become a god. Maybe you will understand when we are all dead."
Kunlun Jun rolled his eyes and looked around, looking at him, looking like he wanted to find something to block his dizzy mouth.
"There will be hopeful." Finally, when they were leaving, Shennong looked at the ghost tribes all over the ground and said, "If even the most desolate places can have life, what else can't happen?"
Kunlun Jun helped him walk through the uneven ground. After hearing this, he looked back at the two ghost tribes closest to them. One was holding the other's head and gnawing. The Great Wilderness Mountain Saint frowned and commented pertinently: "Okay, I'm old, what kind of shit is this? I think you're so confused. If you have time, think about how to explain this to Nuwa first."
Kunlun Jun and Shennong left the place of disrespect. Shen Wei, who was watching silently, pulled Zhao Yunlan's hand: "Let's go."
The two of them followed, and Shen Wei then said, "With your intelligence, you may not be able to hear Shennong's idea. You just think it's too whimsical, so you didn't agree."
Zhao Yunlan paused and asked, "So... Shennong wanted to construct the cycle of life and death. As long as the soul is immortal, he could be reincarnated in the six realms, turning life into death, and turning death into life. Is this what he meant by 'standing beyond life and death'?"
Shen Wei chuckled softly: "Shennong wants to use the Netherworld to separate Yin and Yang on the verge of death and establish a cycle of life and death."
"I didn't succeed later, otherwise Nuwa wouldn't have sacrificed her life to the Great Seal." Zhao Yunlan said.
"Do you know why?" Chen Wei stopped, with a strange smile on his face. Before Zhao Yunlan could answer, he took it on himself, "Because the ghost clan has no soul."
A soulless person...
"We are just chaos, just hostility. No matter the level, from birth to destruction, we can only instinctively devour, plunder, and desire the freshest flesh and blood." Chen Wei discovered for the first time that when he said these words, he felt pleasure in his heart, similar to the pleasure of having a wound on his body but squeezing, pressing, or cutting his own flesh and blood with a knife. "As for me, because you have been forced to rise to the divine nature, I have become a monster that is neither human, god, nor demon, nor ghost, and is the unique four-dimensional person in the world."
Zhao Yunlan couldn't speak.
Chen Wei smiled softly, and from the pointing out that Zhao Yunlan knew that he was lying to him, Chen Wei's heart seemed to have a pile of ice, blocking it right there, neither up nor down, making him feel cold all over and over again. Until he finished speaking, he miraculously felt a kind of pleasure.
"No one can tell what the ghost clan is. Maybe we are a variant of chaos, just a chaos that can run and move. The saying of Ghost Face is actually correct. "Death itself was boiling because of a fire, giving birth to us "living creatures" that are neither life nor death. In fact, it was quite a coincidence." Chen Wei's smile faded, turned his face to look at Zhao Yunlan, and his voice was almost soft, "But you just want to provoke me alive and dead. Do you know what you are trying to get rid of? Do you know this is very dangerous?"
Zhao Yunlan hugged him from behind: "Hey, tell me the point, I don't want to listen to these nonsense."
The temperature of the human body flowed along his arms. The temperature was like a person whose chest was so cold that he swallowed the first bite of hot porridge, which was almost trembling.
Chen Wei was silent for a while, raised his hand and held his hands in front of his chest, and then said, "The Buzhou Mountain fell, the sky collapsed, and the earth collapsed, which unexpectedly interrupted the war between people, demons and witches. The sky leaked and the continuous rain fell. The resentful souls washed over the air, and fell on the ground. There was no grass growing. Under the ground, billions of ghosts climbed up from the abyss... You should have seen these in the great gods. The first time I saw you, it was actually at the place where you were born, but you stood too far and refused to approach me, just like I was a dirty thing. Has my eyes been completely opened, and I could only see a shadow in Qingyi."
Chen Wei closed his eyes, rubbed his chin gently on Zhao Yunlan's hand, and his voice lowered a little: "But when I was born, I was more fierce than my brothers, and I devoured more ghost clans. At that time, I had hearing and could vaguely understand the conversation between you and Shennong, so I am different from him. I knew what I was from birth. I looked for you all over the world, enduring the temptation of the flesh and blood of living beings on me, and still only ate the kind of ghost clans that crawled out from the ground... I think it is the same disgusting ghost clan as myself."
"I always want to ask you what life is." Chen Wei felt that Zhao Yunlan held his hand tighter and tighter, "Later, I finally met you who were about to go to Penglai next to Deng Lin... I didn't expect that when I saw you, I couldn't ask any of the words I said at the end of the end."
"What am I doing in Penglai?" Zhao Yunlan asked in a hoarse voice.
"Among the three great sacred mountains in the prehistoric world, Buzhou has fallen, and Kunlun is the forbidden land of the gods. Mortals cannot reach it. Only Penglai can protect the creatures on the ground, but there are too many creatures. Among the three tribes, they can only climb two tribes at most. The rest can only wait for Nuwa to practice the colorful stones to repair the sky, and let the sky be determined." Chen Wei suddenly paused when he said this, "I hate the word "Talk to the sky be determined."
"Then aren't they going to be human heads like dog heads?"
Chen Wei said: "Shennong originally thought that as a mountain saint, you would be partial to the Lich clan and abandon the human race. He wanted to take Zhuanxu up the mountain to see you, but he didn't expect that you just set up a formation under Penglai Mountain. You set up a simple altar at the foot of Penglai Mountain, which contained Chiyou's head, which was just blocking the middle of the mountain road. The demon clan has always regarded Chiyou as his ancestor, and immediately knelt down to worship. The human race has also respected Chiyou as his ancestor. The God of War, so Emperor Zhuanxu stopped the footsteps of the tribe and asked them to stand behind the demon clan, bowed their heads to meet to show respect. Only the witch clan ignored them, they were busy fighting for the position of the mountain, and they walked straight past Chiyou's head without respect, and turned a blind eye to the abyss at the foot of the mountain. The witch clan had just walked over, and Chiyou's head disappeared and turned out to be a real road to the mountain. However, the witch clan that had already walked was trapped in the abyss at the foot of the mountain by a blind eye."
It turns out that this is the time when the demon clan has to sing praises from Mount Buzhou. This is the day when the demon clan truly replaces the witch clan and gains a foothold on the prehistoric continent. From then on, it has been equally divided with the human race... although this equally divided has not been many years.
"You took me all the way through the prehistoric continent," Chen Wei said. "From Kunlun to Denglin, and from Denglin to Penglai, we walked through the world bit by bit, saved people and killed cannibal ghost tribes, and were also involved in the struggle between non-same tribes. Our ghost tribes have always regarded each other as an object of devour. There is no concept of "same tribe". I didn't understand anything at that time, but sometimes I thought that it was a waste to kill and not eat, and you became more and more silent."
"Let's go, let's go up the mountain." Chen Wei turned around and held Zhao Yunlan's waist. Zhao Yunlan only felt the light and shadows flowing in front of him. The two of them soon arrived at the foot of the fairy mountain, and then Chen Wei jumped and took Zhao Yunlan straight to the top of Penglai Mountain in an instant.
There is no lightning and thunder, only the sky is as gloomy as if it is about to fall. The rain stirs up layers of clouds and mist, and the water vapor contains an indescribable fishy smell.
Zhao Yunlan saw Nuwa on the top of the mountain. She was alone dragging her long snake tail and was in the sea of clouds. Kunlun Jun and the young ghost king stood outside the sea of clouds and looked at her from afar.
At this time, when Kunlun Jun and Zhao Yunlan saw him in a disrespectful place, they seemed to have changed a lot. He was a little thinner, and his facial features, which were already profound in profile, showed an indescribable haggardness. His eyes were clear and firm, and they were particularly obvious on his thin cheeks.
Nuwa suddenly turned around, and Xiuli's face was still filled with worry. She said, "Kunlun, what if Shennong was wrong? What if we were all wrong?"
Kunlun Jun put his hands in his sleeves, and the rushing wind made his long sleeves and belt fly up and down. He said calmly: "It's nothing, that is, he will thank him for his death and kill him to become a good man. Then when the powerful and more powerful people like Pangu will be born again on the prehistoric continent. He will learn from our mistakes and do what we have not accomplished."
Nuwa sighed and spread her eyebrows gently: "You are right. Shennong has been wrong once. I hope he won't make mistakes again. But... even if he is wrong, we can't look back - you have grown up a lot, which makes me feel that even after I die, I can still hand over this world to your hands."
The saint of the prehistoric world had a golden mouth and jade words. When she finished speaking, Kunlun Jun had already felt the huge pressure and hit his shoulder without buffering, but he did not move or shake, and even the ghost king behind him did not notice his abnormality.
Kunlun Jun took a deep breath, stretched out his palm to catch the raindrops falling from the sky, and carefully felt the heavy day and floor pressing on his body.
"Actually, I have suddenly figured out one thing these days - the human race is so weak, and I will never be greedy, anger and ignorance for life, the six senses are impure, stupid but short-sighted, violent and strife. Why do you get great merit because of this useless thing you created? Why do God repeatedly choose the human race?" Kunlun Jun narrowed his eyes and looked at the flying sea of clouds in the distance, and the colorful stones that loomed in the sea of clouds. "Now I understand that the human race is actually something that is exactly the same as the heaven and earth, and we are."
Nuwa had a smile on her lips: "How can she be the same as she did?"
"From the beginning of birth, people know that they are going to die. Every day, they are one step closer to death. Whether they are heroes or cowards, decades are like passing by clouds. With a blink of an eye, they will be together. They seem to be born just to die."
Kunlun Jun laughed softly: "But look, every day they live, they are struggling hard, for food and clothing, for power, for property, for feelings, for living one more day, for everything you can think of, and then surviving countless times in the last struggle."
"I don't understand what you said." At this time, the young ghost king beside Kunlun Jun and Shen Wei beside Zhao Yunlan suddenly spoke at the same time. To Zhao Yunlan heard the young man's clear voice and the man's low words, which made him suddenly feel like he was in the scene and couldn't tell the difference between himself and Kunlun Jun.
Suddenly a word appeared in Zhao Yunlan's mind inexplicably, and he couldn't help but blurt out, which coincided with the words of Kunlun Lord thousands of years ago: "It is indeed unfair to seal the ghost clan, but when the sin of killing and killing was trapped by me and then washed away by the flood, it had already come to me. I am worthy of my heart and be guilty of sin and fearlessness. If the reincarnation and eternal life mentioned by Shennong cannot be established, if we fail, if we are wrong, if we cause greater disaster... it is just a wrong attempt and struggle for our mistakes. If we all die, new gods will come to the world. They will make the next struggle for eternal life like us. Even if we all know it, absolutely long-term does not exist, just like a person will die."
Kunlun Jun suddenly turned his head and looked at the young ghost king behind him, and then his eyes slipped past him, as if it had fallen on Zhao Yunlan thousands of years later. Even if he knew that he could not see anything, Zhao Yunlan still had the illusion that he and he were confronting the abyss of time and space.
"If 'death' is chaos, then 'life' is constantly struggling." Kunlun Jun said this, gently stretched the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that seemed to be there and not yet existed. A dimples appeared on his cheeks, his smile was like a child, but his eyes were like an old man.
"Nuwa," he said, "you take one step first. With me here, don't worry about your affairs."
Zhao Yunlan finally heard the complete conversation and finally understood how Chen Wei picked out a few words to cut it out, making it a completely different meaning.
Nuwa looked at Kunlun Jun deeply, and a colorful stone flashed, and a string of colorful stones like rainbow-like rays flew into the sky, rumbling, colliding with the thick clouds, and thunder and lightning bursts. The people and demons on the mountainside couldn't help but worship. The thunder stopped for a while. After a few months, the clouds broke away, and auspicious clouds first appeared. The sun once again appeared in the sky, setting on the desolate and scorched earth.
Nuwa's body, silent in the sea of clouds in Penglai, suddenly collapsed, and the three souls were re-emerged, their bodies turned into Houtu, and the seven souls fell into thousands of mountains and rivers, allowing the tender buds of the fine grass to reveal the newborn green from the cracks of the stones.
The old Shennong climbed to the top of the mountain at some point and said to Kunlun Jun: "I'm leaving too."
After he said that, his body fell to the ground and died stiffly. The soul of the god, suppressed by the human body, roared from the sacred mountain to sink into the ground and turned into reincarnation. The soul that was patrolling in the air day and night seemed to be attracted by something, followed him all the way. The earth shook gently and was suppressed by the cone of the mountains and rivers. The reincarnation sundial on the Three Lives Stone began to rotate, and the merit pen was hung high on the ancient merits and virtues, floating out along the thousand-foot Forgetful River Water, and each soul had two records of merits and demerits.
"It's the same as the last one." Kunlun Jun said softly. At this time, the sky above his head suddenly covered the thick clouds from the thousands of miles of clouds. In it, lightning and thunder were roaring, as if the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder were about to fall. "My soul fire lit a very disrespectful place, burning the ghost clan in the soil, and then abandoning it. It was indeed a serious crime to decide whether the ghost clan will stay or not - but I still have one thing I haven't finished."
Zhao Yunlan watched him take out his pains and turn it into a wick, and then turn his body into a light support. He suddenly felt that he knew these things. Not only did he see them in the great god wood and the big seal stone, but... they actually happened, and he just couldn't remember them for a moment.
At this point, the cycle of reincarnation is finally completed, life and death are complete, and there will be no birth or death from then on.
Kunlun's soul left his body, and Haoran's mountain wind swept over the little ghost king who was crying loudly, and went down to the Huangquan to guard the gate.
Chapter completed!