"What are you putting to attract the fairy light? Why, do you think I can't fly up? Are you looking down on me? I said reincarnation. Why don't you talk? It's been so long since I last saw you. Now you don't recognize me?"
After finally meeting an old friend, Jianjiu changed his pretentious and cold image, let out the husky in his heart, and instantly became chattering.
"I haven't seen you in more than half an era. They are all people who died once. You are still so out of touch, and you haven't changed at all."
The middle-aged man walking side by side shook his head and sighed.
There was a little excitement on the originally expressionless face, but also a lot of speechlessness.
"How did you know?" Jian Jiu was a little confused, "Also, why do I feel that you are not surprised at all by my rebirth? It's like you already knew it."
"During the endless final battle, I reached the ultimate level and saw a glimpse of the future, most of which was about you." Reincarnation is so simple that I can't say much about it.
"Oh, no matter how out of character I am, at least I am alive again, reborn in Nirvana, and even a blessing in disguise. I have broken the limits of my bloodline, and there is hope of defeating the king and becoming an emperor. But as for you, you are almost dead."
Jian Jiu immediately retorted, but his tone was a bit low when he mentioned that word.
As the saying goes, humans are not plants, so how can they be ruthless? But when faced with the death of an old friend of tens of thousands of years, even if he is a plant in this life, how can he really be ruthless?
"Don't act like a little daughter. Haven't you been mentally prepared before? Death is not terrible, it's just another new life. That's what you said."
Seeing Jian Jiu's expression gradually becoming silent, the Immortal King of Samsara sighed softly.
"Is there really no hope? I've returned against fate, and nothing can be changed?" Jian Jiu's expression was a little painful.
Samsara glanced at Jianjiu and shook his head.
"The number of the most powerful people in the two worlds is too disparate. Even at your peak, you couldn't change anything. What's more, after Nirvana, how much fighting strength do you still have now?"
"Besides, you also know that the Immortal King himself is an existence that has jumped out of the long river of time. Once he proves it, he will be forever certified, and once he dies, he will die forever. The cause and effect of destiny is more difficult to change than others."
Jianjiu fell silent.
After a long while, he turned to ask: "So, what about that thing? Was it successful in the end? That was your last hope, but it all fell on you."
Speaking of this matter, the Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation, who had never changed his face when talking about his death before, actually had an abnormal blush on his face.
One can imagine how uneasy he felt at this time.
"We succeeded, really succeeded."
"In the final battle, the kings helped me from time to time, but I persisted until the last one fell."
"And at the last moment, I sacrificed the road, used my soul as a guide, and used my bones to pave the way. I successfully transformed into a pseudo-reincarnation, attached to heaven and earth, and sent the true spirits of the kings who fell in the last battle into small reincarnations."
"After tens of millions of years, I will eventually return."
"It's just that the true spirits of the immortal kings who died before the final battle could not be collected. In the end, only Wu Ending, me, Cihang and the three Xuanmen brothers succeeded."
"Because of Cihang's great path, although it is difficult for him to break into the king's realm, his true spirit is extremely strong, so he can barely guarantee that he will not get lost."
"The true dragon could have succeeded, but his battlefield was too far away from me, and I couldn't sense his true spirit, let alone send it into reincarnation."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zijin Avenue also stopped, and at the end of the intersection was a cave.
The cave is hidden deep in the purple bamboo forest, where the Taoism is full of meaning, the sacred light emerges, the flowers of the Taoism bloom everywhere, and occasionally the breath of chaos shuttles through it.
There were two people standing side by side outside the cave, as if waiting for someone.
He stood there with a majestic figure, and the years had left no trace. He looked like he was in his twenties, with a stunning appearance, thick black hair, and wise eyes that could penetrate everything. With every move he made, the world trembled for him.
, whine, his style is unparalleled in the world.
A man has a dignified appearance, gorgeous clothes, and graceful shape. His eyebrows are like small moons, and his eyes are like twin stars. His jade face is naturally happy, and his lips are a little red. His expression is solemn and graceful. He wears a crown on his head, a heavenly robe on his body, and a pure bottle of nectar in his hand.
, inserted obliquely with hanging Yang Sui Sui Qing.
Jian Jiu couldn't help but sigh a little when he saw this, and said with a smile:
"Brother Wu Zhongdao, sister Cihang, we haven't seen you for a long time."
Wu Ending, Cihang looked a little excited.
After all, for Jian Jiu, these half an era is just a long dream, but for them, it is a real half an era.
"Xiaojiu, come inside and have a deep chat," Cihang said, leading Jianjiu into the cave.
After several people sat down, Jian Jiu was the first to speak and asked: "What do you think of this world?"
Cihang looked at Wu Ending and Samsara. This was their masterpiece. There was no one who understood this world better than them.
"It seems real and seems illusory, and it is also real and illusory," the two said at the same time.
Wu Zhong explained: "This world should not exist, but due to the overlap of time caused by the subsequent war, the door of time and space was opened. Samsara and I used this to tear off a piece of heaven and earth and create this world.
"
Sure enough, Jianjiu thought secretly.
Wujiu continued without pausing: "This world is like a dynamic picture scroll, reproducing what happened in the past. It is illusory, but it is also real."
"Originally, we have no cultivation, and we don't even have sanity. After all, we couldn't cultivate beings of the same level back then."
"But after we died, the true soul reincarnated, and most of the souls also reincarnated. However, there are still lingering souls that were attracted here."
This is quite different from what Jian Jiu guessed, but it has little impact.
"Although we can't change anything, we can still vaguely feel things in the outside world. The moment you step into this world, we all feel it, but our strength is limited and we can't directly lead you here."
"In other words, you don't have much fighting power left now?" Jian Jiu asked.
The three of them looked at each other, nodded, and explained that originally, with the end of reincarnation, the fall of reincarnation, and the dissipation of the great road, this world would also collapse.
The reason why they can survive until now is precisely because the three of them continue to burn their remaining souls for the movement of heaven and earth. Every once in a while, they are forcibly connected to the world, hoping to use this to warn future generations, but no one has entered yet. Jian Jiu
is the first.
In fact, within a few decades at most, their remnant souls will dissipate, and the world will collapse into endless nothingness.
However, the three of them have no regrets. After all, the true soul has been reincarnated, and the remaining soul is no longer so important. They thought it would dissipate at first, but now they have spent tens of millions of years in vain.
Jianjiu was speechless for a long time after listening, and fell into deep thought.
After a long time, he suddenly said, "Then let's do something big."
"Wu End also said that this world is like a dynamic painting, both real and illusory."
"Then beings at the Immortal King level are like painters. They can use this world as a guide to go upstream and change the history of this small piece of heaven and earth by changing this painting."
As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of the three of them. None of them were willing to end like this.
I have had this thought before, but it is a pity that the power of the remnant soul is limited. Even if it is burned out, it can only emit a momentary light, which is not enough to change anything.
But since Jian Jiu brought it up, he must have thought of something.
I saw Jian Jiu continue to say: "Of course, this is limited to those below the king level. As the saying goes, 'big trends are hard to change, but small trends are reversible'."
"If we say that for the world, the existence of the Immortal King level is the general trend, then the juniors outside are the small forces."
"In that case, why don't we try to save them from the Immortal Age and seal them away."
"Those are just fairy seedlings. Before they could grow up, they died at the hands of enemies whose realm was far superior to them. It's really sad."
"My natal magical weapon is connected with my blood. Now it has been promoted to the Immortal King's weapon. It was once stained with the blood of giants. Now it is fully activated, the god's palace is revived, and it can even kill immortals and severely injure the immortal king."
After saying that, take out the bone fan.
After hearing these words, and feeling the pressure of the Immortal King coming from the bone fan, Wu Ending and Samsara looked at each other and said in unison:
"Then let's do the big ticket thing."
Cihang shook his head helplessly.
It wasn't that she was opposed to this, she just lamented that Jianjiu's infectious power was so strong that it was simply a source of pollution.