Chapter 45: Flowers bloom on the other side! [Grand Finale] (Super Long)

This sigh came from the ancient door, as if coming from a distant paradise, but it really echoed in everyone's ears.

All the monsters on the battlefield suddenly stopped, as if there was a great majesty, making them look up at the ancient gate, trembling, and losing their will to fight.

Xuanyuan stopped what he was doing, looked at Tang Lin, and murmured: "Finally..."

The most alarming thing was the Demon King who punched the Xuanmu Gate. Suddenly, there was a breath that made his heart tremble from the silver ancient gate. It was very deep and terrifying, but it also had an inexplicable familiar feeling, which made him involuntarily.

A sense of fear arose in the ground.[

"Shu'er..." The vicissitudes of voice came from the Xuan Mu Gate. At the same time, a nearly transparent white air floated out from the stone gate, transforming into a blurry figure, looking down at the Demon King, "Do you still remember

Me?"

When the Demon King saw this illusory figure, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he screamed like a cat that stepped on its tail: "It's you, it's you!! How could you not be dead? Impossible, absolutely impossible!!!"

When the Second Immortal Emperor, the Third Immortal Emperor, and even the other Immortal Emperors in the distance saw this illusory figure, they all showed horrified expressions, full of horror and disbelief.

"Master, master..." The Second Immortal Emperor said hoarsely and tremblingly: "You, you are still alive? Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

She kept repeating "impossible" as if she was hypnotizing herself.

The illusory figure looked across the crowd, looking towards Xuanyuan in the distance, and saw the young man in white clothes like snow. On his steely and cold face, two wet tears flowed down.

The tears were like raindrops falling on the cold, hard ice and snow.

"Xuan'er..." the illusory figure called softly. Then he seemed to smile, looked down at the Demon Emperor and the Immortal Emperor in front of him, looked solemn, and shouted: "Still not coming out?"

This soft drink fell into the ears of the Demon Emperor and the others, and it sounded like thunder, as if the world was spinning and everything was blurred.

A mass of black mist rolled out from the bodies of all the great Immortal Emperors, including the Demon Emperor. These black mist gathered together to form a mass of irregularly fluctuating black air, with two blood-red dark lights emerging from it, like hidden in the black air.

Pupils in the air.

"Jie Jie..." A sinister and hoarse sneer came from the black air, "You are not dead. It seems that I was too gentle last time. You came out this time. You are overestimating your capabilities. After these few years, you

I don’t know how much stronger I am, far beyond what I was before!”

"You were defeated by me back then, and now I want to kill you, right at my fingertips."

The illusory figure listened quietly to what it said. Then he smiled and said, "Really? If that's the case, why do you still use these words to shake my heart and arouse my anger, fear, and uneasiness? I lost for this last time.

You will not remain stupid this time."

"Jie Jie..." A voice came out from the black air. "Then let me see if I still need to shake your heart to defeat you."

Wow~

The black energy suddenly rolled, compressed into the size of a fist, and then exploded towards the illusory figure.

This illusory figure did not dodge, but slowly raised its hand. The movement was very slow, but it came first and pinched the black energy.

The black energy rolled and rotated in his palm, creating a fierce spark of electric current. The two different auras refused to give way to each other, and they were like water and fire.

"Hey!" A flash of dark light suddenly flashed over the black air, and the momentum increased greatly, turning into a ray of light and shooting out from the back of the illusory figure.[

"How do you like the power of your disciples?" Black Qi was suspended in the air, smiling coldly.

When the black energy penetrated the body, the illusory figure began to fluctuate violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

Hearing Heiqi's words, the illusory figure did not answer, but tried his best to stabilize his body's injuries. After a while, the fluctuations gradually subsided. He took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Tang Lin behind the Xuanmu Gate.

Tang Lin immediately felt a huge coercion enveloping him. This illusory figure was like a cloud and mist, and he couldn't see it clearly, but he seemed to be able to see his face. This illusory figure stood very close, but it seemed to be far away in another world.

, never touch.

"I can't do it anymore..." the illusory figure sighed softly, "I can't deal with him with this residual soul that I have preserved. I will forcefully open up your memory and let you awaken the power of the past... the power that belongs to me.

!”

Tang Lin was stunned and said: "It belongs to you?"

The illusory figure did not answer, but gently raised his hand, and a ray of golden light bloomed on the illusory mist-like fingers.

This golden light expanded in the middle of Tang Lin's pupils, suddenly replacing the world.

When Tang Lin came back to his senses, he found himself standing in a red-gold space. In front of him stood an old man with white hair, white eyebrows fluttering, beard and hair flying, and a loose robe as ethereal as snow gauze.

This white-haired old man stood here, as if he were the center of the universe, and the world revolved around him, filling him with a feeling of eternity.

"This is your soul space." The white-haired old man looked at Tang Lin kindly, "I don't have much time. Here, I will answer all your questions for you."

"The first one." He whispered: "I just mentioned my power... Actually, you should have noticed that you are actually my reincarnation. In ancient times, I fought with the Lord of Darkness and died together.

, but I knew it would not die, so I tried my best to save the remaining soul, and sealed all my Taoist power in a seed."

"This seed, after several reincarnations of experience, has become more and more refined. In your lifetime... it will bloom and bear fruit."

Tang Lin looked at him blankly, his mind a little confused.

Reincarnation?

Counting reincarnations of experience?

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "I know what you are thinking. You will definitely be wondering, who are the nine Immortal Emperors outside? Who is the Demon Emperor?"

"That's right, in fact, you have also made a guess. Your idea is right." He said softly: "They are all my disciples. The Demon Emperor is the eldest disciple, but he went astray and was expelled from the master by me. Xuanyuan is

The second disciple is very talented, and I will teach him the strongest swordsmanship in [Liang Jing]. I hope he can rely on this sword to conquer the world."

"He did it. He was not invaded by the Lord of Darkness." The white-haired old man looked pleased.

Tang Lin's pupils shrank and he said in shock: "So, you, you are the master of the Nine Immortal Emperors?"

"It's not me, it's you." The white-haired old man said softly: "You are me, I am you, we are the same person!"

Tang Lin shook his head, "You are you. Not me. I have my own family, friends, lover and consciousness. Maybe I am related to you, but now I am me, not you!" [

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "You should understand. Family, friends, and lovers are all illusions. How many monks can only watch their family members and loved ones die of old age throughout their lives. These are the Hinayana way, while heaven and earth are the Mahayana way.

You don’t recognize my identity, it’s just that your memory hasn’t awakened yet, or in other words, your current consciousness is just a [small idea] generated in the real [my] consciousness.”

"Reincarnated several times. Several independent consciousnesses are produced, but after the memory is truly awakened, these independent consciousnesses are just one-sided [ideas], just like when you have a dream, you will remember the thoughts in the dream and firmly believe that it is

Is it you?"

Tang Lin was stunned.

Dream?

yes!

Once the memory is awakened, will that past life memory be dominant, or will it be me? Perhaps as the old man said, my consciousness will become just a dream.

He clenched his fists.

"Are you resisting?" The white-haired old man frowned slightly, "The time has come. Even if you resist awakening in your heart and return to your true self, it is impossible because the time has come. I have spent all my efforts waiting for this moment to be reborn and then defeat the darkness.

Lord!"

Tang Lin shuddered, raised his head suddenly, and looked at him angrily, "What a bullshit opportunity, I won't let you succeed. What's the difference between this and seizing the body?"

"Yes, it can be understood this way." The white-haired old man nodded and said: "What's wrong with me taking away my own body? Without the seed I planted, you wouldn't be where you are today! Everything about you is

I gave it to you!"

"Just like a person, how can he dream without him?"

Tang Lin woke up with a start.

He looked into the white-haired old man's eyes and found that the latter's expression seemed to be gradually becoming colder. To him, he was just a character in a dream.

And what you do may seem ridiculous and absurd to the other person.

Seeing Tang Lin's pale expression, the white-haired old man frowned, his expression softened a little, and he sighed softly: "I know you are sad, but now it has to be done. The Lord of Darkness has revived, and has restored the darkness in the hearts of all the Immortal Emperors.

Dig out the power and make it your own. Only by awakening your memory can I defeat him. Otherwise, all living things will be destroyed!"

Tang Lin gritted his teeth tightly.

Not willing to give in!

Once you awaken your memory, you will disappear from this world.

Duoduo...

When he thought of this girl as pure as snow, he was filled with unwillingness. If he died, wouldn't he forget her?

The white-haired old man sighed softly, "I don't have much time. Your awakening will begin soon. Don't resist. You are just being the real you..."

His voice gradually disappeared, and his figure also faded.

Tang Lin's heart was suddenly filled with fear. The golden light around him suddenly disappeared and fell into darkness. At the same time, there was a sudden pain in his mind, as if countless inexplicable things were pouring into his body and brain.

Countless picture fragments flashed through my mind.

"It's a boy. He was born a little sickly. Let's call him Liu Kang. I hope he will be healthy in the future."

A group of people gathered around a house of a wealthy family. Among them was a young couple holding a white and tender baby. An old man with a white beard next to him chuckled.

"Good name."

Everyone else agreed.
To be continued...