Chapter 158: How many reincarnations, looking for someone
Outside the great realm of the ancient world, create the power of the heavens, and use its power to defend the ancient world.
Even in a short period of time, few living beings transcend heaven and earth and realize the path of Hunyuan. But as long as the power of the heavens is completed, the power of the great world can spread boundlessly.
At that time, even if it is higher than Hunyuan's combat power, it will not be able to compare with the Great Realm of Mingxin.
But it is not easy for the latter to conquer the ancient world.
"In a short period of time, if you want to build up the power of the heavens, even if Taoist friend Nuwa takes action, it will take some time.
At this time, we have to rely on fellow Taoist Lin to deal with matters in the Mingxin Realm."
In Zixiao Palace, as Nuwa left, Hongjun said solemnly.
"This matter should be like this."
Lin Yi nodded solemnly.
"It's just that the world has been at peace for a long time after all. It depends on whether Luo Hu can do that?"
"Even if Luo Hu can't do it, I will let him do it."
Facing Lin Yi's words, Hongjun said in a deep voice.
"Um?"
Hearing this, Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Hongjun with a little surprise.
"As you, fellow Taoist, once said, the enemy must do extraordinary things now. Now, the power of the six paths of reincarnation in the ancient world has been gradually perfected.
As long as the true spirit does not die, even if it is robbed, it can still come back."
It was just a brief statement, but Lin Yi could hear a hint of sonorous meaning from Hongjun's words.
"What did you find in the chaos?"
Looking at the peaceful ancient world, Lin Yi seemed to see the scene of war raging across the ancient world.
"good."
Hongjun nodded.
In the chaos and vastness, it is easy to find something wherever it is.
However, chaos is nothingness.
Since there is nothing, then there is everything.
Naturally, Hongjun would not say these words to Lin Yi.
After all, in his heart, Lin Yi pointed out that all sentient beings need a good name of kindness. In this case, he should let him do the hard work of opening up the road ahead as always.
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"Demon Lord Rahu, the calamity of the devil...
Thinking about it, it won't be long before the entire world will be baptized by a catastrophe.
I don’t know if by that time, the human race will really be able to truly step into the forest of all races as I expect.”
In Emperor Wa's heaven, Nuwa sighed in her heart.
Although, the human race she created has infinite possibilities.
However, all the races in the prehistoric world can flourish again after experiencing the catastrophe of the three races. How can they be so easily surpassed?
It should be noted that the advantages of the human race are not related to other races in the prehistoric world.
"Either you can face the calamity and live a life of transcendence and achieve extraordinary things, or you can sink into the calamity and your life will be like a piece of grass."
Thinking of this, even Nuwa, who had transcended the world, couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in her heart.
After all, the human race was originally created by her.
"Sister, what's wrong?"
Sensing Nuwa's mood and feeling a little depressed, Fuxi asked.
"Nothing, I'm just wondering whether the human race can really grow in the face of disaster, which makes me worried.
Although the world has been at peace for a long time, my brother still needs to work hard to improve his cultivation."
Looking at Fuxi's slightly confused face, although she couldn't say much about the Great Realm of Mingxin, Nuwa couldn't help but give a reminder.
"What are you afraid of? It's just failure. It's just one step in reincarnation."
Fuxi smiled happily.
"Based on the relationship between my sister and fellow Taoist Hou Tu, I think this matter can be taken care of after all."
Perhaps, from the perspective of human beings with extremely short life spans, death means death, but there are six reincarnations.
In Fuxi's view, life and death are just another starting point.
...
"Have you decided?"
In the sea of blood, looking at the six-winged golden cicada sitting across from him, Zhunti frowned.
"It's just a journey into reincarnation."
The six-winged golden cicada put down the wine glass in his hand and said with a complicated face.???.
"Things should not have come to this."
Zhunti looked at the ripples in the wine glass and shook his head.
A provocation, a discussion, although there is a slight suspicion between each other, it will not develop to the point before.
However, at this point, even if Zhunti wanted to persuade him, it was useless.
Perhaps, the moment the six-winged golden cicada came to look for him, the current situation was already there.
"Fellow Taoist Nuwa can transcend the ancient world, but I still can't see through the idea of opening up the world. I don't like it if this continues.
Since the day I, the golden cicada, was born in the sea of blood, I have been everywhere.
Fortunately, he was taken care of by Styx, so he has been able to remain proud until now, but I, Jin Chan, do not want to be behind him anymore."
As he finished speaking, the six-winged golden cicada looked at Zhunti and said solemnly.
"do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, Zhunti suddenly fell silent.
clear.
How could he not understand?
In the past, when he and his senior brother were trapped in the hands of the demon lord, every time his senior brother used his withered and thin body to protect him from disaster, it made his heart burn like a burning fire.
In that state of mind, he wished he could stand in front of his senior brother.
If you have to rely on your senior brother to survive for the rest of your life, even if your body is broken, you won't hesitate.
Therefore, when the Six-winged Golden Cicada decided to challenge him, Zhunti didn't understand what the Six-winged Golden Cicada was thinking.
Although his friendship with Styx made him feel dissatisfied, as he stayed behind Styx, the Six-winged Golden Cicada could never forget that he had done something like a shadow.
In a section, from Styx's point of view, the six-winged golden cicada was similar to him.
"They are back, so fellow Taoists, please stop trying to persuade them."
Feeling the change in Zhunti's expression, the six-winged golden cicada raised his head and looked at the boundless scarlet sky, his complex eyes gradually turning into determination.
"Let's fight. In the same realm, you and I will fight with all our strength. There will be no complaints or regrets."
"We are all fellow Taoists, why should we do this?"
Almost as soon as the six-winged golden cicada finished speaking, two ripples emerged from the mid-air.
Surprisingly, it was the Styx and Mosquito Taoists who returned after listening to Nuwa's sermon in Emperor Wa's Heaven.
"Do you really want to come to this point? You should know that you have always been my brother from Styx."
Looking at the six-winged golden cicada slowly blooming with golden light in its body, Styx frowned and spoke.
"Even with the innate spiritual treasure, I have never truly stepped out of my own world. How many years has it been?"
Facing Styx's gaze, the six-winged golden cicada glanced at the Mosquito Taoist who was about to speak, stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with firm eyes.
"I can no longer remember how many Yuanhui have passed, nor how many thousands of years have passed.
However, I know one thing.
Among the three great saints of the Blood Sea in the past, I, the six-winged golden cicada, cannot be the only one, and cannot transcend.
This is my choice and I hope you can respect me."
"But you are no match for fellow Taoist Zhunti, even if you are at the same level, you are no match for him.
What if you are in reincarnation and practice silently for a while?"
The mosquito Taoist said in a deep voice.
"You think so too?"
Looking at Styx who was hesitant to speak, the six-winged golden cicada said in a deep voice.
But just as he finished speaking, a wine bottle was thrown from Styx's hand and fell into his palm.
"Fight, if you can't fight today, fight tomorrow. If you can't fight tomorrow, fight the day after tomorrow. It doesn't matter even if your spirit is broken.
As you said, there are six paths of reincarnation anyway.
But you must remember that there cannot be only two saints among the three saints of the Blood Sea. Lao Zhi and I are waiting for your true spirit to come back."
Looking at the six-winged golden cicada's firm gaze, even though Styx felt bitter in his heart, there was still a smile on his face.
If he had the choice, he would definitely not say this.
It's just a pity...
"All these years of cultivating the Tao have turned into pigs."
Feeling the six-winged golden cicada's despair, the mosquito Taoist on the side cursed in frustration.
"Don't ask me what a pig is. It is a stupid thing that only knows how to eat and sleep."
Having said this, Taoist Mosquito glanced at the Styx, snorted coldly, and took out a wine flask.
"..."
Looking at the angry eyes of Taoist Mosquito, Styx felt that this guy understood him, and there was proof.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing the shriveled scene in the Styx, the six-winged golden cicada not far away raised its head and paused, then put down the wine bottle in its hand and let out a hearty laugh.
"well said......"
"What's the matter? You're worse than a pig. At least a pig won't seek death."
The mosquito Taoist retorted and sprayed the six-winged golden cicada.
"I didn't know that death would not be the starting point of my new life."
Facing Master Mosquito's sarcasm, the six-winged golden cicada spoke loudly, immediately looked at Zhunti, and shouted.
"You must never hold back."
"Don't worry, I will never hold back."
After taking a look at Styx and Taoist Mosquito, Zhunti sighed in his heart, and his eyes immediately fell on the face of the six-winged golden cicada, and he said solemnly.
"good!"
As these words fell, six golden cicada wings suddenly emerged from behind the six-winged golden cicada.
Boom!
In an instant, the overwhelming intention to kill, the boundless resentment, the endless ferocious energy, the golden light of compassion, the unruly thoughts, the incomparably sharp thoughts, all six complex thoughts converged into one.
"This method is called the Six Paths of Rebellion and Chaos. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"
As he said these words, the six-winged golden cicada immediately pointed towards Zhunti.
In this finger, the space around the two people, following the six-winged golden cicada's pointing, appeared layers of wrinkles, as if the time and space between the two had been smoothed out.
Pattering!
Feeling the meaning of the six-winged golden cicada, Zhunti sighed, and without paying attention, he raised the wine bottle beside him and poured out a crystalline line of wine.
Buzz!
In an instant, countless golden lights mixed with the six-winged golden cicada's six-path counter-chaos method were completely submerged in the dripping wine line the moment they arrived in front of Zhunti.
Although this wine line was formed by the tipping of the wine pot, the moment it fell, it was like an insurmountable chasm.
Infinite golden light swallowed them all up.
"Fellow Taoist, have a good trip!"
In a moment, the wine glass mixed with golden light was filled with ease. At the same time, Zhunti raised his glass and toasted.
As soon as he finished speaking, a glass of strong wine was poured into Zhunti's hand towards where the six-winged golden cicada was.
Rumble!
One could see that the space that was trembling due to the Six Paths of Rebellion was smoothed out instantly when the wine was poured.
"Impossible, impossible, how could I lose!"
Seeing the spilled wine, the eyes expanded rapidly, like a sea covering the sky. The six-winged golden cicada's eyes gradually turned blood red in horror.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a drop of cold wine overwhelmed all his magical powers and exploded into countless small and fragmented wine drops between his eyebrows.
At this moment, the waves stopped.
"After all, I can't see through it... so that's fine."
Smelling the smell of alcohol so close at hand, the six-winged golden cicada's eyes gradually returned to clarity. With a wry smile, he looked at the Styx and the Mosquito Taoist not far away.
"wait me back."
As these words fell, there was a soft bang and boundless golden light exploded.
Under the silent gazes of Styx and Taoist Mosquito, they saw the body of the six-winged golden cicada suddenly spread and disintegrated, and a little bit of the true spirit was submerged into the six realms of reincarnation.
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"Um?"
In the world of reincarnation, the twelve ancestral witches were discussing. Suddenly Hou Tu's eyes moved and he immediately looked into the passage of reincarnation.
"Little sister, what's wrong?"
Seeing Hou Tu's frown, Di Jiang's expression darkened and he asked.
"Fellow Taoist Jin Chan has decided to reincarnate. Brothers, I will come as soon as I go."
Hou Tu shook his head, and with a smile, his figure instantly disappeared in front of the ancestral witches.
"Is the six-winged golden cicada going to be reincarnated?"
After Hou Tu left, the expressions of all the ancestral witches darkened.
"As far as I know, fellow Taoist Jin Chan has been guarding the resentment of many living beings in the Six Paths of Reincarnation for countless years."
After a moment, Ju Mang said with complicated eyes.
"I don't hesitate to sacrifice my life, just to one day transcend the world. This should be the first one to pass away among the three thousand Taoist friends in Zixiao Palace."
Gonggong said slowly.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the ancestral witches suddenly became extremely complicated.
In the front, there is Nuwa, who has transcended the wild world, and in the back, there is the golden cicada who has sacrificed her body to enter reincarnation.
I wish...
The words of hope, the ancestral witches, had no outlet after all.
...
"does it worth?"
In front of the reincarnation passage, looking at the six-winged golden cicada with only the shadow of its true spirit left, Houtu stepped from the void and asked in a deep voice.
Although the six-winged golden cicada has not yet left its own world.
But he is still high above the Golden Immortal, and he has long since no longer had to experience the five declines of heaven and human beings suffered by the Tao Ancestor.
Even though he cannot transcend heaven and earth, with the presence of Styx and Mosquito, he still obeys his status in this ancient world.
In this case, why bother to work so hard to enter the reincarnation?
"It doesn't matter if it's worth it or not, it's just my choice."
Facing Hou Tu's gaze, the six-winged golden cicada, which had gone crazy, said calmly.
"Please also ask fellow Taoist to use the power of reincarnation to seal my memory."
After hearing this and looking at the six-winged golden cicada with calm eyes, Hou Tu fell into silence.
Sitting in charge of the six realms of reincarnation for several years, the six-winged golden cicada should know the power of reincarnation, which can allow its memory to be sealed.
But now, such a request is still made.
"Does this mean you don't want to come back early, or do you want to let go of the past completely?"
Hou Tu didn't ask.
After all, this was the choice of Six-winged Golden Cicada, and she chose to respect this choice.
"good!"
As he finished speaking, Hou Tu pointed at the six-winged golden cicada.
Buzz!
In an instant, between the eyebrows of the six-winged golden cicada, a seal of reincarnation appeared.
Because of the existence of this seal, the six-winged golden cicada's true spirit, like an ordinary soul, began to gradually become transparent.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"
"Without the vastness of life and death, looking for one person in countless reincarnations...what is eternity?"
Watching the six-winged golden cicada's true spirit dissipate in reincarnation, Houtu said thoughtfully.
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