He just thought it was ridiculous: "How could there be reincarnation? That disaster left her soul in disarray, and I couldn't even keep her body."
No soul, no body, no mind.
If so, how can there be reincarnation?
"Save your strength. The overall situation has been decided now. You can't change anything. I know your purpose, but persuading me like this won't have any effect."
"You want to persuade me to give up, and you want me to stop this ritual myself, because only in this way can we truly prevent this disaster from happening."
Fu Guang's eyes were calm, and his voice was equally calm: "But I won't stop. I have spent so much time arranging it. I want everyone in the world to accompany her. All of this is wrong in the first place. Everything you have done
, it’s all in vain.”
Once this ritual is started, no external force can interfere unless the person who initiates it stops it himself.
They all wanted to persuade him to let it go.
But, after thirty thousand years, how could he let go?
"Emperor, all this is not in vain. Look, what is this?"
Jun Qingyue looked at him, and a blooming purple lotus appeared in her hand, shimmering with mysterious light and exuding a sacred aura.
Fuguang's pupils shrank suddenly.
He was almost in disbelief. He suddenly looked at Jun Qingyue: "How come you have such a thing!"
Samsara Purple Lotus.
That was hers!
After that disaster, the Purple Lotus of Samsara disappeared.
Now, how could it appear in her hands!
"A few days ago, I obtained this divine lotus in the secret realm of the Immortal Palace. After obtaining this lotus, I met the Saint of Heavenly Virtue in my dream. In my dream, she asked me to use this divine lotus to solve the problem thirty thousand years later.
A recurring disaster.”
Jun Qingyue took a step forward, and the mysterious purple lotus bloomed, and the familiar and sacred aura hit her. It was all a sign to Fuguang that what she said was true.
"No...impossible..."
Her soul was gone. He tried gathering her soul and tried countless methods, but he couldn't summon her back. How could she entrust her with a dream?
The blue sky above and the yellow spring below fall, and both places are nowhere to be seen.
"She once asked me to solve this disaster, but you are the creator of this disaster. Emperor, thirty thousand years have passed, and she still cares about the common people. This is her wish. Can you have the heart to watch
Will her efforts be in vain, leaving her with no peace of mind?"
A flash of pain flashed across Jun Qingyue's eyes.
She knew he didn't mean to do this, he was just temporarily trapped by his inner demons and lost himself.
Previously, when Di Canglin discussed with her, the method he mentioned was to use this reincarnation purple lotus to help him get rid of his inner demons.
Only he himself could destroy this formation.
Only then can the ceremony be completely stopped.
"Thirty thousand years..." He began to murmur, and laughed as he spoke. Crazy laughter echoed around him. As he smiled, his tears fell to the ground, and his eyes were filled with sadness and helplessness.
Thirty thousand years...
He had not seen her for thirty thousand years.
Now that I have received news about her again, is it like this?
So everything he has done before can only go so far?
After so many years of separation between life and death, my soul never came to sleep.
"...It's been thirty thousand years, why can't you come and see me in your dream just once?"
The man was sitting on his knees on the ground, his head full of dazzling white hair, his eyes full of infinite sadness and desolation.
Jun Qingyue and Di Canglin looked at each other.
They just waited quietly.
After waiting for a long time, he finally recovered from the chaos.
Fu Guang stood up, and the violent and fierce aura in his brows had quietly faded away. His whole person seemed to be much calmer, and his face was always calm. He stood up and looked at the two of them, and his eyes finally settled on the purple hand on Jun Qingyue's hand.
On the lotus.
"Can you give me the purple lotus?"
Jun Qingyue looked at Di Canglin.
Di Canglin nodded towards her.
Seeing this, Jun Qingyue passed the lotus in her hand to him.
Fuguang carefully took the blooming lotus, and the purple lotus emerged. The sacred aura made everyone around him feel relaxed.
At this moment, Jiaojiao, who had been standing beside her, was looking at the lotus dreamily.
Si Xingchen didn't notice her look at all.
Jun Qingyue and Di Canglin had no intention of paying attention to the situation here. Their eyes were all on Fuguang.
Fuguang held the lotus in his left hand. He then raised his hand and touched it carefully. The lotus bloomed with a faint aura the moment he touched it.
The spiritual light came over and rippled layer by layer around him.
The gentle power and mysterious aura were pulling her forward, and Jiaojiao took a step forward unconsciously.
Fuguang looked at the lotus in his hand, and a faint smile appeared on his face:
"The Purple Lotus of Samsara was originally her natal spiritual weapon."
After she disappeared, he searched for everything about her, but in the end he found that everything had disappeared. He wanted to leave with her, but he had inherited the life of heaven and earth and could not leave.
I can only wander alone in this world.
Not entering reincarnation, eternal life.
too painful……
Jun Qingyue and Di Canglin looked at the expressions of the people in front of them, with a bit of inquiry in their eyes. They said nothing, but saw that the body in the ice coffin seemed to become transparent little by little, turning into aura and dispersing.
"Almost successful."
Jun Qingyue sent a secret message to Emperor Canglin.
Di Canglin narrowed his eyes and finally said: "Emperor, the formation is about to be completed. Do you still want to destroy the world now?"
Fuguang didn't answer him immediately.
What responded to him was a long silence.
He just held up the purple lotus in his hand, and raised his right hand amidst the rippling spiritual power. The palm of his right hand gathered spiritual power. Thousands of spiritual powers turned into runes in an instant. The runes fell on all sides of the formation. The man
Then veins popped up on his forehead——
Pain swept through his body, and thousands of spiritual powers were continuously output in his body. The tendons in his body were reshaped after being broken. The power of the reincarnation purple lotus in his hands was repairing his body, leaving him on the edge of life and death.
Wander!
The man gritted his teeth and remained silent. Eventually, his face gradually turned pale, and the formation under his feet shattered.
The body lying in the ice coffin was finally saved.
The power of Zilian still lingers.
Jun Qingyue and Di Canglin breathed a silent sigh of relief.
It worked.
He broke the formation on his own.
"It's also a good thing to be able to find your way back from the lost path..."
"Fuguang Emperor!"
Before Di Canglin could finish his words, Jun Qingyue heard an exclamation, interrupting Di Canglin's words. Their eyes then fell on Fuguang, but at this moment, the spiritual tower behind the man suddenly collapsed.
In the chaos filled with smoke and dust, he knelt and sat on the ground.
His face was as pale as snow. The man suddenly raised his hand and covered his mouth, but in the end he couldn't stop the blood from flowing out between his fingers.