Chapter 767 Method of Resurrection
Just now, after hearing Lu Shiyao's suggestion, Gu Xu tried to close his eyes, run his skills, and realize the great way of heaven and earth in this white world.
Logically speaking, this is a world composed entirely of consciousness. There is no true essence or evil energy from heaven and earth, and it naturally cannot provide a source of energy.
But Gu Xu was surprised to find that he was able to run the "Red Flame True Essence" normally just like in the wild world, and felt a steady stream of energy pouring into his body and integrating into his meridians.
"What's going on?" He frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "Where does this energy come from? How can it allow me to continue practicing even after my soul is gone?"
He put a ray of consciousness into this energy and traced its source with the help of the avenue of cause and effect.
In an instant, he saw countless lines of cause and effect extending from this force, penetrating through the thick ice of the pond, and closely connected with all living beings in the wild world.
"It turns out to be the power of incense."
This is a reasonable answer.
Lu Shiyao just mentioned that although he has died, he still lives in the thoughts of all living beings in the wild in a special form.
It is the memory and reverence of all sentient beings for him that continuously supports his practice in the form of incense, allowing him to continue to become stronger.
"In this case, I have nothing else to do in this world, so I might as well take this opportunity to continue practicing and see how long it takes to break through to the ninth realm," he thought. "The monks in the ninth realm, It has long transcended the shackles of the body and soul and transformed into a conceptual and energetic existence
"Just like Xuandan Tianzun, his existence is his name. As long as his monks chant his name, his consciousness and power will come.
"If I can successfully cultivate to the ninth realm, maybe I can transform into a certain concept and be reborn in Nirvana through the thoughts of all sentient beings."
"Miss Lu, thank you very much!"
Thinking of this, his eyes fell on Lu Shiyao's beautiful face like snow in the middle of the moon, and he spoke in a sincere tone.
The sentient beings in the wilderness missed him, and he missed them equally deeply.
If given the chance, how much he hopes to return to the human world, kiss his wives, embrace his daughter, and together with his courtiers, let the wild world continue to prosper and develop along the established track, and do the things he wanted to do but failed to do. Unfinished business.
Lu Shiyao just looked at him quietly, with a smile on his lips but did not speak, as if he was silently encouraging him.
His figure was reflected in her glistening eyes.
The white skirt, long black hair, and extremely contrasting colors are like a vivid ink painting among the ice and snow.
The next moment, a gust of cold wind howled past.
Lu Shiyao's figure shattered like glass, turning into snowflakes flying in the sky, then slowly falling to the ground, melting into water the moment it touched the ground, and then disappeared without a trace.
Disappearing with her were the carved pavilions and pavilions, the frozen mirror-like pond, and the winding stone bridge...
All the scenery in front of Gu Xu's eyes disappeared, and the world returned to a vast white emptiness, as if he was in the chaos of the unopened world.
He looked down and realized that his hand was hanging in the air at some point, reaching towards the place where Lu Shiyao was standing just now, as if trying to stop her from leaving, or trying to catch the snowflakes she turned into.
However, all this is in vain.
The snowflakes falling on his palm instantly turned into cold water drops, then slipped off his fingertips and were never seen again.
At this moment, he once again remembered that when she faced Kong Xuan Sanren, she did not hesitate to burn her soul in order to save him.
At that time, he was too weak and couldn't do anything. He could only watch her turn into water and pass away quietly.
"Miss Lu, thank you," he looked at the vast snow-white world and thanked him again, "you once said that you wanted to be a human again." If I am lucky enough to reach the ninth level, I will definitely be in Qiongbi. Even if you fall into hell, I will find you and help you return to the world. ”
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Gu Xu casually sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly closed his eyes, and gradually immersed his mind in the vast world of consciousness.
To advance to the ninth realm, he must first reach the perfection of the eighth realm, complete the construction of the "Nine Hells", build nine hells, and control the nine powers.
He has now built eight hells, and only the last one, "Northeast Youdu Wok Soup Hell", has yet to be completed.
Previously, the reason why he had been unable to take this final step was because after the Battle of Tiangong Floating Island, he lacked enough unforgettable experiences and the right opportunities to further explore in his own practice and open up a path that truly belongs to the world. own avenue.
However, at this moment, after experiencing the invasion of Xuandan Tianzun, his own death, and feeling the deep thoughts of all living beings in the wilderness, he suddenly caught an opportunity for a breakthrough.
There are three views in life: seeing oneself, seeing heaven and earth, and seeing all living beings.
A few years ago, he arrived in the wild world from the beginning of the earth.
At first, he was confused and frightened, but eventually he accepted the reality, adapted to his new identity, and calmly faced his malicious fate - if he could not reach the realm of a saint before the age of thirty, he would die. .
Along the way, he has gone through many vicissitudes, tasted honor and disgrace, walked through high peaks and fallen into troughs.
He once enjoyed the glory of being applauded by thousands of people in Luojing, but he also became a wanted criminal and was hunted by the whole country, with no way out.
In a desperate situation, he climbed to the top of Kunlun and completed his fateful end with Emperor Ziwei.
Since then, he has finally taken control of his destiny.
This is seeing oneself.
He has traveled through thousands of rivers and mountains, seen Kunpeng in the North Ming Dynasty, and Guixu in the East China Sea. He has gone back to the past and traveled to the future.
He once lived in a shabby house, was imprisoned, and also sat in the Golden Palace.
He has seen the farmland in Gyeonggi burned to ashes, the official roads of Luojing with hundreds of ghosts walking at night, and the wine ponds and meat forests at the celebration banquet, and the princes and nobles leaning on the red and green.
He has even stepped into the void, looked at the boundless universe, and even stepped into the colorless sky, deeply feeling his own insignificance and humbleness in the vast world.
This is seeing the world.
Now, between life and death, he finally truly saw all sentient beings.
All living beings have the appearance of all living beings. For millions of living beings, the appearance of all living beings is the original self of thousands of people.
They may be cute and respectable, or they may be disgusting.
Most of their lives are unremarkable, with no spectacular feats or earth-shattering brilliance.
The power of each of them is insignificant, so small that it can almost be ignored.
However, when their powers come together, they will turn into a torrent that can shake mountains and rivers, change the world, and even reverse the direction of fate.
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Thinking of this, Gu Xu thought, and a huge copper wok slowly rose from the deep ground. It was forty leagues wide. The wok was filled with boiling molten iron. The hot liquid rolled and roared, emitting scorching heat waves.