Chapter 1736: The common people pity me, I pity the common people!
In the high sky of the inanimate world, the fog has blown away, and the sky is miserable white.
The "lifeless bliss, eternal worry-free" that hundreds of thousands of people once believed in is actually such an empty and monotonous place.
All the nutrients were swallowed up by the Inanimate God Lord.
Not even an illusion that could comfort the souls of the dead was retained.
Under the hollow sky, Zhang Linchuan stood suspended in the air, quietly feeling the feeling of the rapid loss of power - it did not affect his physical strength, but it affected his inanimate world, and even more so.
his long-term future.
The struggle that has been going on for so long has finally come to naught, shattered one by one.
The true god in this world has been reduced to a hairy god.
The Wusheng Sect, with hundreds of thousands of followers, collapsed overnight.
Seven souls and six lives, all the painstaking efforts were shattered one by one...
Any one of these is a blow that can overturn a life.
And he accepted it one by one.
In addition, things like shortening of life span, betrayal of relatives and friends, being criticized by thousands of people, being hated by people and ghosts, are all commonplace in comparison.
What is life all about?
Who do you work hard for all your life?
He was holding a frosty white shirt in one hand and looking into the distance. Even if he was as determined as he was, he couldn't help but sigh: "The world is so vast, with endless places in the south, east, west, and south. Is there no room for Zhang Linchuan?"
All high-level officials within the sect have been separated, hundreds of thousands of believers have dispersed, and all the souls of the dead have been dissolved.
In this vast and inanimate world at this moment, naturally only one person can answer him——
"Heaven can tolerate you, earth can tolerate you, but I cannot tolerate you!"
Jiang Wang stood up and hit the sky with his sword!
Although he didn't know exactly what happened, he wiped the blood on the old coin with his own hands. Ruan Jianzheng's obstruction to Zhang Linchuan's life was one of the variables he had been waiting for after the fierce battle.
Zhang Linchuan's slight pause was the key to victory or defeat, the door to life and death, as he saw it!
The Sword Immortal unites himself and performs all kinds of magic with his sword, and every bit of strengthening will be reflected in his killing power. The blooming of his magical power has pushed him an important step towards becoming stronger.
This is the first flowering magical power integrated by the Sword Immortal!
At this moment, the five palaces are shining together, the sword immortal blooms, bathed in fire, and rises to the sky with one sword, supporting the inanimate world. At this moment, this is the most suitable sword——
This world is so muddled and hazy that it should be divided into two parts with the word human, standing upright with the sky and the earth, and then divided into the clear and the turbid!
Just as human civilization begins with fire, this moment of the Herringbone Sword is also lit by the true fire of Samadhi.
With the enrichment of knowledge, the true fire of samadhi will only become stronger and stronger, and it will become easier and easier to penetrate Zhang Linchuan's defense. From Linzi to this point, too many efforts have been made to "clear his samadhi". At this moment, the red flame is high
Blazing, Sauvignon Blanc is held high, its brilliance is like the first torch lit in the long night, illuminating this miserable world, breaking down the barriers of the inanimate world, and opening the way for the struggle between life and death!
The simple integration in the Sword Immortal state opened a new chapter for this world.
But Zhang Linchuan just lowered his head indifferently, looking at the sword that was getting closer and closer, looking at Jiang Wang who was also burning like a raging flame, and said indifferently: "I follow my own way, and the way is simple. God will not allow me to break it."
This heaven and earth won't tolerate me, break this earth. You won't tolerate me... kill this guy!"
Crush the frosty wind in your hand!
Black flames ignited outside the whole body. If you look closely, could it be fire? In every ray of fire, there are countless dark electric lights jumping. They are shadowy, they are evil and noisy, and they are also full of vitality.
Shenxiao Nether Thunder Forbidden Method!
It is still the framework of the Dark Thunder Forbidden Law, but the Shinto understanding of the living true god is added. It strengthens the killing power, enriches the future, and expands the boundaries.
Looking from a distance, under the background of the empty sky, two people covered in black flames and one covered in red flames collided.
Half of the high dome is dark, and thunder and lightning can be heard thousands of miles away.
Half of the ground is brilliant, with red flames burning up the world.
In this vast and inanimate world, this was an unprecedented collision. This bloody fight was a ground-breaking scene.
Black and red are separated at the touch of a touch.
The red one is falling, the red sea is ebbing!
The darkness only stopped for a moment, and then fell irrevocably, pressing down on the fire of civilization.
Even if all five lives are lost and all six replacements are lost, five of the nine calamities have been lost.
At least in this inanimate world, Zhang Linchuan is still infinitely close to the existence of the true God in this world.
He admitted that Jiang Wang's grasp of the fighter plane was extremely good, but under the crushing strength, the more accurately he grasped the fighter plane, the faster he would die.
Jiang Wang fell all the way, vomiting blood all the way!
Zhang Linchuan pursued him all the way.
In the endless thunder and red flames, those red-gold eyes were always looking at him.
As early as in Maplewood City, there had never been any weakness in these eyes. They had always been neither humble nor arrogant, and were firm in themselves. This kind of firmness made Zhang Linchuan feel that the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had a kind of immortal persistence.
He just had some regrets. Along the way, he thought that every step he took was as perfect as possible. Under limited conditions, he achieved the limit of his ability... But he failed to kill Jiang Wang early, which may be a flaw.
He is not a person who demands perfection. If he occasionally makes mistakes, he can just make up for them.
Now is the time to make amends.
He held his fist and drew it back. Dark thunder and dark light roamed on the peak of his fist. It vaguely caused the heaven and earth to tremble together.
Life or death is at stake!
Then he saw that the immortal red gold color in Jiang Wang's eyes shone all over his body at this moment, making him look like a golden Buddha. In the seemingly endless fall, he picked out another sharp sword.
A sword on the road!
The moment when the whole world is an enemy is not unique to Zhang Linchuan, Jiang Wang has also experienced it.
But even when he was publicly wanted by Jingshitai and cast aside by everyone in the world, there were always people who believed in him, people who always supported him, and people who always worked for his innocence.
Of course, there are people who have been running for Zhang Linchuan - either thinking about how to run away so as not to be implicated by him, or thinking about how to catch him and kill him.
Jiang Wang had his darkest moments and his most glorious moments.
When it is dark, everyone in the world thinks it is a demon; when it is brilliant, everyone knows it is a genius, and the Wu Sheng Sect can be destroyed with just one word.
In this darkness and glory, between this trough and peak, what remains unchanged is the "me".
So there was this Shingato Sword——
If you don’t praise me, you are not me!
This is his second True Tao Sword style since "The handle points north, the world is winter", and he learned it while chasing and killing Zhang Linchuan thousands of miles away.
This sword is divided into two styles: pressing it down will make it slandered by the whole world, and lifting it up will make it famous all over the world.
In the endless fall, Jiang Wang raised this sword!
Ruxue's sword blade actually cut out in a variety of colors.
It was countless praises, endless flattery, and endless luxury of this world.
Strange and strange.
Everything above this sword seems to have lost its quality and "self". Countless dark lightnings have turned into illusory bubbles, losing their essential lethality.
Even Zhang Linchuan himself was invaded by this sword intention, and his body was unstable. He transformed from a real and terrifying strong man to an illusory and uncertain bubble.
This sword is too lethal to Shinto.
In many cases, Shinto is a condensation of illusions, a gathering of the power of faith into God, and the realization of delusions.
But this style of Taoist sword is exaggerated and false, and it is decorated with dreams to decorate the mirage.
Because it is too exaggerated and too pretentious, it erases the possibility of Shinto being "true".
The fall of the red tide has stopped.
The colorful sword's edge was raised.
Jiang Wang's Dao sword is so powerful.
But in the broken light and shadow of the thunder, the outline of Sauvignon Blanc was clearly reflected in Zhang Linchuan's indifferent eyes.
Strip away the weirdness and get a glimpse of the true nature of the sword.
Then he punched the tip of the sword!
There were hundreds of thousands of believers, all of whom worshiped me as their god.
So what if I am famous all over the world? Has it ever moved my Taoist heart?
You, Jiang Wang, are world-renowned, and I, Zhang Linchuan, have already felt it!
clang!
The fist and sword actually sounded like gold and iron.
This sound is like an alarm bell!
Click click click click.
Amidst the clear sound of bone cracking, Jiang Wang's right hand holding the sword was broken inch by inch and fell down. He reached out with his left hand and grasped the fallen sword. However, his whole body fell again, blood spilling into the sky.
Zhang Linchuan stood tall in the sky and glanced at his fist, which had been cut in half by the sword's edge, and the blood that was constantly dripping on the fist and could not be completely contained. The too sharp sword intent was raging in it. Even he needed to
Time to clean up carefully.
He looked at the fallen Jiang Wang with some confusion. It was this Taoist sword that made him feel a little unspeakable, not because of the power of the sword, but because of the unswerving pursuit of Taoism it embodied.
In a sense, Jiang Wang and he are the same people. They both come from a small place, stick to themselves, never waver, and try their best at every step to do their best.
The only thing is that his choice is always "the best for me", and Jiang Wang spends a lot of time fighting for others. He is ruthless and will never trust anyone. Jiang Wang, who has also stared into the abyss, has
I still have the courage to trust and my heart to love others.
Destinies diverged here.
He had indeed become stronger individually and strengthened his wings in the dark world, but he also truly felt the brilliance of the man opposite him.
He will not feel that he has done anything wrong, nor will he deny Jiang Wang's choice. He has always believed in one thing - no one is right or wrong, and the one who dies is the one who is wrong.
"I met a similar person in Vietnam before, which made me feel nostalgic for a while. But I think you are my fellow traveler."
Zhang Linchuan said: "I think we are probably the same kind of people. We all work hard, we don't give up, we are both determined, and can even be called stubborn... Junior Brother Jiang, I admit that if you can survive, you will indeed have
Meet me at the top and compete for the strongest qualification."
Pretend to be "the strongest"!
The present world is so vast, and the powerful are immeasurable. Even the True Lord Yan Dao is not uncommon, and there are even great beings on the top.
And Mao Shen, whose highest achievement is the True God, actually claims to be "the strongest" here!
But when this person is Zhang Linchuan, you can hardly think that he is joking.
You may even feel that...it may not be impossible.
boom!
Zhang Linchuan had already begun to fall at an extremely fast speed. He charged from the high dome to the ground. He sprinted towards Jiang Wang and punched Jiang Wang: "I admit that you have an extraordinary mind and ability, Junior Brother Jiang, so at least in this fourth calamity...
…Let me beat you to death!”
Killing has always been just a convenient thing, and it has always been just a way to achieve a goal. The way Zhang Linchuan truly respects a person is to regard killing that person as the goal itself, without attaching any other value.
Endless ripples, with this fist as the core, expand in all directions.
His fist blasted open a plane and brought down a piece of the sky. He seemed to have smashed down the entire sky of the inanimate world, intending to bring destruction to Jiang Wang that he could not avoid.
But at this time, a voice responded to him.
Jiang Wang was still vomiting blood, and Jiang Wang was still holding his sword tightly with his remaining left hand and preparing to fight back, so it couldn't be Jiang Wang.
This voice is so peaceful but distant... Qingqing.
"Who are you... He needs your recognition?"
Zhang Linchuan, who was falling at a high speed, felt that his fist was entangled with something. When he looked carefully, it looked like...a fishing line?
A fishing line without a hook actually caught him.
Catch him straight to the sky!
Zhang Linchuan felt an overwhelming power, felt an unchangeable rule, and even felt a huge absurdity!
In his own inanimate world, did he encounter a force that was difficult to resist? Did he encounter rules that implemented the will of others?
He re-examined the environment with the utmost calmness, without resistance, and allowed the fishing line to pull him up——
He was caught in the clouds!
When did these clouds gather?
It's as far away as thousands of miles away.
Before Zhang Linchuan could find out the answer, he saw a person.
A person he knew very well.
A face that he knew all too well.
These are his own eyes, his own nose, his own facial features, his own face...his original body!
Wang Changji!
"It's such an unstoppable fate!" Zhang Linchuan looked at him steadily, examining this body that was very familiar to him but also very strange: "Are you here to return my body?"
Compared to Zhang Linchuan's surprise, Wang Changji remained calm and simply said: "I found you."
The two of them were both from Maplewood City, and were both descendants of the so-called three major surnames in that small town, but they had never crossed paths. The only conversation between the two of them was the one left by Wang Changji when Zhang Linchuan plotted to seize the Holy Bone Body.
Sentence - "Wait until I come to you."
And today he said, "I found you."
The hair on the back of Zhang Linchuan's neck exploded!
A fishhook caught the back of his head at some point, and then it was lifted up suddenly, as if the entire skull was about to be opened!
The severe and sudden pain triggered Zhang Linchuan's instinctive reaction. The terrifying light of thunder ignited all over his body, and it had the power of destroying the world. But it only flickered for a moment, and then suddenly went out!
Only then did he remember that Wang Changji had already learned about his forbidden method of thunder in the cave in Zhuang Kingdom.
He opened his mouth and found that there was also a fishhook in his mouth!
And his nose, his eyes, his ears...the seven orifices and limbs are covered with fish hooks!
The whole person stood up involuntarily, and the connection with his own inanimate world was being severed.
Countless fishing lines were intertwined above his head, like a spider spinning a web, forming a tangled mess. He seemed to have become a puppet, controlled by the creator's mysterious techniques, step by step towards an unknown and terrifying ending.
He felt the power of "Tao" from it!
So he closed his eyes tightly and allowed his eyelids to be torn by the fishhook, leaving an ugly hole.
The pale white in his pupils overflowed from the gap. It was like nectar, jade liquid, or moonlight washing his whole body. He finally escaped from the horror of being covered with fish hooks and tangled with fishing lines.
…
Returned to the inanimate world.
The sky was still miserable white, and the clouds were still gathering at my feet. Not far away, there was still Wang Changji, who was holding a fishing rod.
"Very good, it's not a waste of time for us to go together." Zhang Linchuan gently stroked his palms and marveled: "A very good performance of strength, which expanded my understanding of the world."
Then I saw Wang Changji gently lift the fishing rod——
Only then did he realize that there was more than one pair of fishing rods in front of Wang Changji.
The one I caught just now was himself, what about the other one?
He felt that Jiang Wang had appeared behind him.
The green shirt was stained with blood, and his right arm fell weakly to his side, while his left hand held his sword, Sauvignon Blanc.
The whole person's momentum is far less than the original Xuanhe, but it looks more sharp and dangerous.
Zhang Linchuan turned slightly sideways, and under the influence of Wugen's magical power, his whole body was somewhere between being and not being... He could neither turn his back to Wang Changji, nor dare to turn his back to Jiang Wang.
"When did you come?" Jiang Wang asked Wang Changji across Zhang Linchuan.
"It's been a while." Wang Changji replied across Zhang Linchuan, looking around distantly: "I've been studying here."
There seems to be an unknown tacit understanding between them, and no other communication is needed between them.
"Did the research yield anything?" Zhang Linchuan interjected with a smile.
At this time, he was standing in the middle, with Jiang Wang on his left and Wang Changji on his right.
Upon hearing his question, Wang Changji calmly turned his eyes and looked at him.
Zhang Linchuan found that his eyes had been fixed!
At this moment, he could only see Wang Changji in his eyes, and the face he was extremely familiar with.
On the left side, an extremely sharp and pure killing intent burst out.
The pale sky of the inanimate world reflects four bright star towers of different shapes, which are the reflections of Jiang Wangzhi's path in this world!
And between the Star Tower and the Star Tower, the Star Road turns and connects, forming the Seven Star Road. The Beidou turns around, and the handle points to the north!
After many life-and-death battles, and after being burned by the true fire of Samadhi again and again, Jiang Wang's powerful Tao power began to invade the inanimate world!
Zhang Linchuan couldn't look away at this moment, and he couldn't see the seven stars reflecting on the world at all. But he could feel the stars shining on him, and he could feel the frost and coldness of the sky and the earth as if it were winter.
For the first time, I truly had a sense of crisis that "death is imminent".
Sizzling, sizzling.
White gas came out around him, boiling like steam. But it was not burning, but rather cold.
This is the energy of inanimateness, which is his alienated use of the power of the inanimate religion's belief. It will kill the soul if touched. Those who believe in it will have no life, and those who do not believe in it will have no life and suffer forever!
Because he had already reserved the means to cut off from believers, after the collapse of Wusheng Sect, the power of faith accumulated in the past did not lose much. At this time, he was able to unleash it without hesitation, and his eyes with Wang Changji were invisible.
The fishing lines are fighting and entangled!
His right hand used his ribs to turn into a knife. His head and neck did not move, but his body turned on its own.
To meet the sword with a sword.
Use the sword of lifelessness to meet the sword of true self!
The narrow white bone blade collided with the sharp green-edged sword, and there was a sonorous sound that stirred the soul.
Sword energy and sword energy collided crazily, and spiritual thoughts and spiritual thoughts fought for life and death.
Their paths also collide at the fundamental level of the inanimate world!
puff!
And he heard the sound of flesh penetration ringing in his ears so suddenly. It was so ridiculous and unbelievable. A crazy, cruel, murderous sword penetrated his lower back!
"ah!"
At this moment he let out a low roar of pain.
The lifeless energy surrounded him like a white dragon. He instantly cut Jiang Wang away, broke away from Wang Changji's gaze, and found the person behind him——
A young man with blood-red eyes and an extremely crazy appearance. Because of too much exertion, his whole body was tense, every muscle was tense, his entire face was twisted into a ball, and his veins were bulging out as ugly as earthworms. He was holding the handle.
The brutal sword is still thrusting forward desperately!
He didn't say a word, because the power of speaking had to be used in this sword. He didn't even blink once, he just looked at him.
It was as if I only had this chance to draw the sword once in my life. I wanted to put everything I had in my body, mind, soul and soul into this sword.
When Wang Changji mentioned the fishing rod earlier, he was the one who lifted it into the inanimate world!
He previously asked Wang Changji what he had researched?
This sudden sword thrust into the lower back is the answer!
But Zhang Linchuan would never accept this answer!
All around the world, evil chanting sounds resounded——
"I came from the sea of suffering and floated in my skin. All those who suffered six defeats and seven lives were ill. Those who suffered three sorrows and eight sufferings are innocent people. The common people have mercy on me, and I pity the common people..."
One sound, two sounds, a hundred sounds, a thousand sounds... hundreds of thousands of chants, hundreds of thousands of prayers!
Above Zhang Linchuan's head, there is a Taoist book with a pale white cover, which is gently opened. It is like a brand new world, unfolding its outline to the audience. Every word and every trace on it is his life, his
path.
He and the space around him, the sword that crazily destroyed his body functions, and the person who sent the sword into his lower back, all at the same time became imaginary and unreal, and the real and the fake were mixed.
At this moment, he had fallen into the state of "no life and eternal life, neither thought nor existence".
This is a realm that exists only in imagination for a long time in the Sutra of Immortality, because every moment of maintaining it requires burning a huge amount of faith.
Relying on this situation, he briefly avoided Wang Changji and Jiang Wang's pursuit, and gave himself a certain amount of time to deal with his injuries and deal with this man with blood-red eyes...who was looking for death.
brush!
With just a casual flick of the long and narrow bone knife in his hand, a head flew into the sky!
This man's swordsmanship is somewhat promising, but his strength is too weak. If Wang Changji and Jiang Wang hadn't interfered, it would have been impossible to stab him. Even a sneak attack would have been impossible.
He didn't have any thoughts of reminiscing about the past. Just like when he killed his father with a casual thunder spell, he didn't need to have any thoughts to kill this man vaguely named Crane.
Bang bang!
My heart aches!
wrong!
At the same time as the long knife struck down.
Zhang Linchuan suddenly felt alarmed——
He shouldn't be killed!
He grabbed the person's remaining soul with his backhand and tried to stuff it back into his body.
But it's too late.
Fang Heling's severed head was laughing wildly. After completing all his "missions", he could finally laugh wildly: "Fenglin's trash was responsible for Zhang Linchuan's death!!!"
The blood in his eyes was still there, but the light was dimmed.
He is already dead.
But Zhang Linchuan's pale white-bone holy body began to bleed!
The blood spread on his limbs, on his face, and even on his Inanimate Dao Sutra!
What is residual swordsmanship?
It is the most ferocious and evil sword.
The so-called "the world is desolate and there is no one left".
As the saying goes, "Separate one part of the soul, two parts of the bone, three parts of the flesh, and four parts of the blood. Use your body as a furnace and your life as a fire."
It is said that "When you are born, the sky is missing, and when you move, the earth will split!"
It is a forbidden technique in the flying sword era!
Even Yan Chunhui, who stood at the top of the world, would call this technique a "fierce sword" when he mentioned it.
With Fang Heling's talent, it was too difficult to activate this sword.
It can even be said that even if he paid everything, it would not be enough to pay the price of this forbidden sword.
With the help of Wang Changji, he used the secret method of "Life-Binding and Heart-Eating" which originated from the magical power of hatred, and linked the residual sword technique with his own life. Killing him was like killing a sword.
That is to say——
The price of using his complete sword skills must be borne by Zhang Linchuan who killed him!
What Zhang Linchuan is enduring now is the backlash of his complete broken sword skills!
For the first time, he felt angry in a real sense. He was injured by Ge Fei and frustrated by Jiang Wang. He could accept these things. But he was angry that he was hurt by an incompetent person! He clenched his right hand directly and used strength.
The faint dye came out and locked Fang Heling's remnant soul into a lifeless prison, causing it to endure eternal suffering.
However, even in that transparent cage, Fang Heling's remaining soul was so painful that it was on the verge of disintegration... but it was still laughing! Laughing maniacally!
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
The sky is filled with thunder and lightning as vast as the sea.
Is that the thunder pool magical power?
How could there be such a vast thunder pool!
It is as straight as the vast sea covering the world, and the endless water droplets are filled with electric light!
Buzhou Feng opened the sky, the true fire of Samadhi burned through the rules, and the thunder pool replaced the punishment of heaven... This inanimate world was invaded bit by bit!
Zhang Linchuan's holy body mixed with blood and white gradually solidified, and the state of "no life and eternal life, neither thought nor existence" has been broken under internal and external difficulties.
Wow!
The sound of pages being turned rapidly was deafening.
There was a beautiful arc between heaven and earth, and a sharp sword pierced through the sky... The Inanimate Taoist Scripture was shattered into white flying debris all over the sky.
His way is cut off!
Hoo ho ho.
The frosty cold wind killed the ripples of time and space.
So the spirit has nowhere to escape.
And his neck was strangled, tightly held by Wang Changji.
Death is coming!
Zhang Linchuan once again had such a realization in his heart.
Did the fourth calamity actually end in this way?
"Then, I will return my body to you." Zhang Linchuan still maintained his dignity in the end and said calmly: "Junior Brother Jiang and Brother Wang, two old friends, we will meet again."
"I will find you." Wang Changji just said.
With a strong force on his hand, he had already broken the neck of the white-bone holy body.
The body that was coveted by the White Bone God, usurped by Zhang Linchuan, and personally killed by Wang Changxiang... of course he would not want it again.
And Jiang Wang also pressed his palm with great tacit understanding, and burned this body in red flames. He used the true fire of Samadhi to burn this so-called divine body completely, and also burned away all the darkness left by Zhang Linchuan in this body.
hand.
Black snow began to fall from the sky.
The vast, inanimate world began to collapse.
In the end, Jiang Wang and Wang Changji stood silently facing each other, with a cage made of pale bone pillars hanging between them. Fang Heling in the cage was twitching in pain, but he was smiling as he looked at the place where Zhang Linchuan disappeared.
Although he had already been killed by Zhang Linchuan first.
The soul enters the prison of lifelessness and suffers forever without death.
"I'll give you a good time." Wang Changji said quietly: "Do you have anything to say?"
At this last moment, Fang Heling endured the pain of thousands of ants eating his heart and cutting his flesh with a knife, but turned to look at Jiang Wang: "I want to ask..."
He twitched and forced himself to finish his sentence: "Why did you hate me so much before... before I became a demon?"
Jiang Wang didn't expect that this was what he cared about in the end, so he said honestly without much hesitation: "Actually, we have never hated you before. At least for me. The only time was when Peng Ju died.
When you are very proud."
Even in the soul state, Fang Heling's eyes were blood-red, and he looked at Jiang Wang with such scarlet red: "Then why do you refuse to take me every time I follow you?"
Jiang Wang thought for a while: "I just think you are too young to join us in fighting and... visiting brothels."
"Do you still remember, one time... I took a pot of wine and wanted to toast with you, but Fang Pengju threw me out."
Jiang Wang thought about it seriously, but still said: "I have no impression."
Fang Heling was stunned for a moment.
Those imaginations that made him miserable, turned out to have never caused trouble to others. Some things had no profound meaning and were just his overthinking.
At this time, he seemed to no longer feel the pain Wusheng Prison had brought to him.
Feelings become very blurry.
But some long-ago conversations clearly sounded in my ears——
"Go, go, kid, what do you want to drink? Du Laoer, if you dare to drink from He Ling, I will pull out your beard today!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
"Why are children joining in the fun? Is killing someone fun? Go back!"
Many, many images went through my mind.
Some are clear, some are blurry.
It turns out that people really recall their lives before they die?
Fang Peng held up the lonely corpse.
Huang Azhan's severed head.
Uncle Li cursed through the formation.
And in the end...the father's body was charred black by lightning.
"I really... deserve to die."
He murmured like this and looked at Wang Changji, his eyes were already waiting for a happy moment.
Wang Changji then raised his hand.
He asked again, like the little boy hiding behind Fang Pengju, timidly and anxiously: "When I die, see my father, see Uncle Li, can I say that I am not a waste?"
?”
Wang Changji always tells the truth.
The truth is, you are already dead. The remaining soul will disappear immediately. After you die, you will not see your father, you will not see your Uncle Li, you will not see anything after death, nothing. There is nothing in the source pool.
null.
But this time, Wang Changji didn't say that.
He just said: "I think it's okay."
Fang Heling closed her eyes with tears streaming down her face: "Brother Wang, take me home."
Then, together with the Inanimate Cage, they were crushed by Wang Changji's palm.
There is no wind, no fog, and white smoke curls up.
Jiang Wang said nothing, and neither did Wang Changji.
After a period of deliberation, the collapsing inanimate world opened a portal with light flowing through it, and they walked in side by side.
…
If you have never been to the Netherworld, it is difficult to understand what the Netherworld is.
The so-called "the feeling is unconscious, the five senses are like decay, the sadness has no tears, the hatred has no heart, it is called the netherworld" (contained in "Chaocangwu")
The Netherworld is a world without consciousness, so the first thing to do when entering the Netherworld is to adapt to the rules of the Netherworld and re-establish "awareness" for yourself.
Of course, for Shenlin monks, spiritual consciousness can completely complete this process.
The Netherworld is also the way to the Source Pond and is the largest camp in the Death Wilderness. Therefore, it is not a pure world of the dead. It still has the fire of life and the light of civilization.
Lu Yan has been yearning for the underworld for too many years.
But I have never visited.
At first, he lacked strength, but later he didn't dare to get close.
Until this time, Zhang Linchuan taught him the "paper clothes soul replacement method".
He has no grudge against Zhang Linchuan, and of course there is no loyalty. From the beginning to the end, they just have a cooperative relationship in which each gets what he needs.
Although he has given a lot, his "needs" have not been obtained until now.
He had carefully examined it many times and confirmed that there was no problem with this secret method before he dared to put on the "paper clothes" and sneak into the netherworld.
The Netherworld is not that easy to enter. He is not as comfortable as Zhang Linchuan. The entrance he chose is a weak area rarely seen in this world - he has been preparing for this day for too long.
Although his desire is not worth mentioning, his love is as light as a feather, and his efforts are insignificant. But everything he does has an ending...
He still walked step by step to where he is today, becoming a god and coming to the underworld.
He didn't know where his dead wife's soul was.
He is trying one by one of the 371 secret methods he has collected to find his wife.
He must be careful enough, because the Netherworld is a too dangerous place. The White Bone Evil God will never let him go, and the Netherworld God is not the only one. No one is good.
When he tried the 323rd secret method, his eyeballs suddenly moved, and the secret method had a weak reaction!
Lu Yan was ecstatic, but the next moment, the eyeball exploded out of the socket!
At this moment, the world was spinning and the five senses were confused.
"No!"
He cried out in pain.
At this moment he understood——
There is indeed no problem with the "Paper Clothes Soul Replacement Method", the problem is with himself!
During the long relationship in the past, his body had been planted with tricks by Zhang Linchuan. After worshiping the Wusheng Sutra for a period of time, his soul had long been polluted by the Wusheng God. Zhang Linchuan indeed left the last escape route for himself.
, and unfortunately, he is the escape route!
Amidst the violent power fluctuations, there was a painful hiss.
Lu Yan's remaining eye suddenly turned white. It was because he was using the power of his natural dark eye to resist, but it turned black again the next moment.
"Look for...look for..." Lu Yan struggled to shout in the end, pointing in a direction with his index finger trembling.
"Okay, I promise you." He said again.
The next moment, the body had regained its composure. He reached out his hand, grabbed the eyeball that had exploded out of the eye socket, and slowly pressed it back into the eye socket.
"This body..."
Zhang Linchuan, who had used up his last substitute, moved his limbs and felt a little uncomfortable. His body was too stupid, his training was too rough, and his physical body was too poorly developed.
But now, he has no other choice.
He cherished this last substitution very much. It was originally intended to be left to a key figure who could influence the world's situation, or to find his own identity. Naturally, he prepared other ways to retreat into the netherworld.
But in the previous battle, Wang Changji sealed his inanimate world, and Jiang Wang cut off his path and shattered his inanimate sutra.
The layers of hidden hands he had left in the holy body of bones were also burned clean by the true fire of Samadhi.
Wang Changji and Jiang Wang didn't even covet the holy body created at the top!
If there is no desire, then there is strength, and if there is no leakage, it will be possible.
As a last resort, I had no choice but to submit to the Dharma King who had been following him for a long time and use this body to replace him, and to replace him in the underworld. In this way, I could cut off all the cause and effect in this world and start all over again.
He will never surrender to God's will and will never be afraid of failure.
He always has the courage to start over.
Because he came to this point with nothing.
With all the information about the underworld going through his mind, Zhang Linchuan roughly judged the location, selected a direction, and moved forward with his eyes turned.
This direction is completely opposite to the direction Lu Yan pointed before his consciousness disappeared.
Yes, he promised Lu Yan...
Then what?
He has also promised hundreds of thousands of followers to create an inanimate world of eternal happiness. As long as it can help achieve the goal, he will accept any words and dare to make any oaths.
He never cares about other people's stories. No matter whether that person is called Yue Tu, Jiang Wang, Lu Yan, or anything else.
He won't tell anyone his story.
It does not need.
The sympathy, recognition, admiration, or contempt, disgust, hatred of the weak... are really meaningless things.
Except when absorbing Shinto beliefs, he would never care about this.
His steps are not heavy, and he never lets the past constrain him. For a truly strong person, no matter how big a failure, the pain should be short-lived, because the continuation of pain is equivalent to prolonging the failure.
He will only look forward and walk higher.
There are still infinite possibilities in the future. In the nether world, he can also start his new life.
Perhaps it should be based on the authority of the bones...
But the steps stopped again.
Because right in front of him, a portal with flowing light appeared.
And two old friends who had just got together not long ago walked out.
There is no place in life where we don’t meet each other!
I thought about seeing you again, but I never thought it would come so soon.
At this moment, Zhang Linchuan's mind was flashing, and he instantly opened the blocked scene in Lu Yan's memory——
It was in front of a clear creek.
With a splash, Lu Yan threw a doll into the stream.
There are ripples.
Just on the opposite side of the creek, there was a fisherman holding a pole. He looked over calmly and distantly: "I said, you scared away my fish."
The picture fell apart as soon as it was rolled.
Even Lu Yan himself did not remember this memory. Therefore, it was not captured by Zhang Linchuan immediately.
It turned out that at that time, Wang Changji had already caught up with Lu Yan, thus leaving Lu Yan with some tricks.
In other words, Wang Changji could actually deal with him Zhang Linchuan earlier. No matter whether he borrowed the power of Jingguo, Weiguo or Xumishan, as long as he was given enough information, he would be dead at that time. But what Wang Changji wanted was
Zhang Linchuan died completely!
So you have to wait until he has revealed all his trump cards and done all his hard work before appearing!
It turns out that Jiang Wang, who had been following him all this time, was firmly waiting for the intersection of light and dark. The tacit understanding between him and Wang Changji came earlier and deeper than imagined!
turn out to be!
This is his first calamity. This calamity involving life and death can still be traced back to Yanyun Mountain...
Dao's heart was as firm as Zhang Linchuan's, and his eyes were dazed for a moment.
It turns out that with his method of resisting the will of God, he has not even been able to survive the first calamity!
So what does it mean to tease the real people from all over the world and challenge the courage of the strong men from all over the world?
So what kind of method is it to destroy a country and stir up troubles in the world?
So what is the ambition of going through six tribulations together, daring to be the enemy of the world, and daring to compete with God's will?
Everything is in vain!
Nature plays tricks on people, nature plays tricks on people.
Now we know why so many heroes and powerful men cannot help but sigh like this!
No!
Zhang Linchuan suddenly raised his eyes.
Even if the heroes of Qing Dynasty turn to ashes, even if the princes and generals are reduced to bones, I will not accept it!
In this life, I will only take the strongest path, and only seek the name of the strongest.
Throughout history, there is no one like me!
With Lu Yan's unadapted body, no matter who he faced Wang Changji or Jiang Wangzhong, he had no chance of winning.
Zhang Linchuan has always been a very sober person, so he is completely able to see reality clearly and see that there is no way forward or backward.
But he still opened his arms, his long hair was fluttering, and his whole body was filled with lifeless white energy. He charged at the two people at the same time in a hugging posture——
"Now in my inanimate world, I can enjoy the blessing of inanimate life! Inanimate longevity! Inanimate salary!"
At this moment, he jumped high into the sky.
Consciousness transcends the barriers of time and space and leaps to an unknown place.
He uses the supreme inanimate mysterious method to burn the road, light up the divinity, and force the river of destiny to take a look at his possible future!
But all he saw was a complicated and gorgeous star map that filled his field of vision.
Up, down, left, and right, no matter which direction he looked, he saw a complex star map.
Ruan Yuan, the True Lord of Hexagram Dao, had already blocked his future.
He has destroyed the past, lost the present, and cut off the future.
At this moment, his eyes were splitting.
Then a pair of dark eyes really cracked open, exploding with terrifying slurry, and painted the ferocious old face. There were still lightnings leaping in the eye sockets, like two small thunder pools.
All his ambition and determination were imprisoned in his body at this moment, and he could not lift his legs.
"Don't go too far!"
And as the frosty wind blew through the nether world, Jiang Wang simply moved forward, raised his sword, and wiped it horizontally——
The old head has soared high!
The two parts of the corpse were all ignited with red flames. The true fire of Samadhi was just a smudge. The place was empty, not even a grain of ashes was left. Because I knew it too well, it was burned too cleanly!
The world of the underworld, which should have been unconscious, gained a little color because of the bright fire of Samadhi.
There is a great will passing through the darkness.
But the place was empty, and the two impolite human visitors had disappeared.
Come and go in a hurry, like a big dream.
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Autumn is over.
On the windowsill facing the lake, the spring scenery is still in full bloom.
In the mist of frost, the bonsai trees full of flowers seem a little sparse, as if they are reminiscing about the time that can no longer be restored.
Shuofang's uncle Bao Yi stood in front of the window with his hands folded and sighed: "Feihe Lake, Feihe Lake, I have never seen a crane soaring into the sky."
"It's a simple matter." Bao Zhongqing, who had just walked in, said with a happy face: "My son will catch a group of cranes for his father tomorrow and ask them to show them to his father one by one."
Uncle Shuo Fang, who had a gentle face and eyes, did not say this, but just said: "What do you want?"
"Yuzhi has given birth!" Bao Zhongqing said happily: "Your grandson is in extremely good health! It's cold outside and my son didn't dare to take him out. Father, do you want to go and take a look?"
Bao Yi still looked at the smoke in the distance, and after a long time he said: "I'm afraid you don't just want to say this."
Bao Zhongqing scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed, but still smiled brightly: "Father, my son is already a father, and it's time to have his own career. Look at the Annihilation Army..."
"Do you know what a father is?" Bao Yi suddenly asked.
Bao Zhongqing was stunned for a moment and responded quickly: "Of course, just like you, he reports to the court, provides peace to the people, and stands upright. This is my father!"
"The word "father" tells the Tao in its shape, holding a staff to teach and holding an ax to work." Bao Yi turned around and raised his eyebrows slightly. The feeling of wealth and smoothness suddenly changed.
Cheng Guoyi said: "I'm not a good father. I didn't educate you well, and I didn't protect Bo Zhao well."
Bao Zhongqing's expression changed: "Father... what does this mean?"
Bao Yi didn't speak anymore. He just stretched out his hand, touched Bao Zhongqing's face, and then just... pressed it.
The three-day withered flowers on the windowsill are still blooming brightly and brightly.
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"Wow wow wow~"
The baby on the little bed cries loudly,
Miao Yuzhi, the daughter of the Cangzhu County Sheriff, was lying on the big bed with a numb face.
She was not surprised that her husband went to his father-in-law to ask for power as soon as he saw his son. Of course, she was not sad either.
She can also laugh, and she can laugh happily.
But there is no one around at the moment, so there is no need to force it.
She lay quietly on the bed, a little dazed.
Sometimes I think of when I was very young, wearing braids and running in the fields where flowers were blooming and butterflies were flying.
Sometimes I think back to...the young hero who stood on tiptoe and peeked in the crowd.
Those carefree times, who had stolen them?
In a daze, she seemed to hear the voice of a child, the child was saying——
"Mother, mother, my dear mother."
"Bao Bozhao died silently, and Bao Zhongqing married unwillingly."
"No one has ever asked you whether you are willing or not, or whether you are happy.
"Mother, my dear mother..."
She felt that she must have heard wrongly, so she weakly turned her head and looked over. The baby on the crib was still crying.
She closed her eyes tiredly and stopped her tears.
Because of this, she didn't see——
The baby who was crying loudly on the little bed, his dark eyes suddenly turned pale!
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【End of this volume】
[Thank you everyone for your company. We have completed another journey together. "Life is full of storms, how can I walk alone?"
Rest for five days and see you on the next leg of the journey.】
This chapter has 12,000 words, 4 of which are additional chapters for Silver League’s “Purely Entertainment Lin” (4/10)!
