Chapter 355 117. They never really die
In a fragmented world, the snow turned into water and covered the earth, and the blazing flames almost stopped.
The master of this world is awake.
He looked around again and saw the woman with a joking face.
Then a strange but familiar name subconsciously popped out of his mouth.
"Su Yuelin."
The woman's expression was pretending to be surprised, probably like the kind of person who is full of joy when you die and come back to life. She leaned over and squatted down, with water-like ripples flowing in her breathtaking purple eyes.
"Should I say...Long time no see? Your Majesty?" The woman held his chin and looked at him repeatedly. Her eyes were not like facing the most respected king in the world, but more like observing a rare object to see if it was broken. , how bad it is.
The man smiled bitterly inwardly.
He had changed so much in just a hundred years, but this woman had not changed. She was still so disgusting and irritating to him. But her assessment was correct, he was indeed damaged and in terrible condition.
The inside of his body had long been eaten away and filled with something even more disgusting and pale than Su Yuelin's.
Su Yuelin seemed to have seen enough, clapped his hands and looked to the other side.
"When he wakes up, my stove will be gone."
stove? The man was stunned.
What stove?
He followed Su Yuelin's line of sight and finally noticed the figure sitting cross-legged in front of him. Xuanyi has black hair, dragon horns and a dragon tail. There is no doubt that this is a real dragon, one of the ten types of Zhou Tian! The existence of the dragon was concealed, so that when he woke up, he didn't realize it at all. The black shadow pierced by the red ancient sword roared and struggled, and was in extreme pain in the wine that the dragon had poured down. The roar sounded like it came from the Nine Nether Hell.
What kind of magical power is this?
The man was horrified.
There were records of such creatures in the rubbings of the most obscure ancient books of the imperial court, but they are no longer there. No one knows where they went, or even how they were born. Even this information was left by his ancestor, the ancestor who opened up the Xia Kingdom and conquered the world. One thing that every Xia king will know is that the ancestor king has not passed away as the world sees it, he is still alive.
There is a bronze spear deep in the imperial city. It was the weapon used by the ancestors to conquer the world. To this day, the natal seal script engraved on the spear has not been erased.
The Zhoutian Ten Categories in front of him may be close to that level.
During the hundred years when his consciousness sank, such a monster was born in the world.
"Haha...haha, hahahaha!" He couldn't help but laugh loudly with joy, and his majestic laughter echoed in the wilderness, "What a blessing to the world! What a blessing to the world!"
"Idiot." Su Yuelin's face was expressionless.
This made the man stunned again.
What is "idiot"? He didn't know clearly, but the words that came out of Su Yuelin's mouth were still used to describe him, and they were definitely not good words.
"Don't be lucky." Su Yuelin said, pointing to Li Xi'an, who was called "the lucky one in the world", "Look carefully and see what he is."
The man concentrated, and the smile stopped on his face.
"Ghosts... ghosts and gods?"
"Such a great creature...has he died?"
He looked at Li Xi'an, as if he wanted to get the negative answer that made him happy.
Li Xi'an took a sip of wine and said, "Well, I'm dead."
He hid himself, but he was actually observing. If it was not handled cleanly, the Faint Sword would not only pierce the shadow. The existence of Su Yuelin is the most powerful support for his current body. Wu Zhu and ghosts and gods. The farther away from Wu Zhu, the weaker the ghosts and gods are. On the contrary, Su Yuelin is by his side, just like Su Yuelin said. Said, it can be seen that it is prosperous. But Wu Zhu is also the weakness of ghosts and gods. Most of the magical powers in the world cannot harm the roots of ghosts and gods, and cannot be completely erased even if defeated. But Wu Zhu cannot achieve the tenacious and terrifying vitality of ghosts and gods.
Killing ghosts and gods' witchcraft is the best way to deal with ghosts and gods.
Compared to fighting a ghost and a god, killing Wu Zhu seems so simple and easy.
He had to ensure Su Yuelin's safety.
If the Xia King does not "wake up", then he will die in the next moment.
On the other side, King Xia couldn't hide his disappointment when he got the answer, but the loss lasted only a moment. He adjusted quickly, and soon, this lost man once again became the lord of the world who was bowed down by all the people.
As he breathed, it seemed as if the supreme power in the world was held in his palms.
But he did not show the majesty of a king to Li Xi'an, that attitude was towards his subjects. In the eyes of King Xia, the status of the dragon in front of him was not inferior to that of the king. Dragons are as long as a hundred scales and have the ultimate fighting power among flesh and blood creatures. Even King Xia couldn't imagine what an ancestral realm true dragon could do.
He looked at Li Xi'an again.
Wait for what the other person has to say.
Since he has become a ghost and a god, how did he die?
Li Xi'an responded: "On the day I arrived at Zhenyi, I was intercepted and killed by Heavenly Court, and my Dharma was shattered."
"Even the ten categories of Zhou Tian will be defeated in front of the heaven? I can even believe that a creature like you is the strongest among the ten categories. How many years of ups and downs, how many creatures are buried in the loess of the imperial city, no one can You are the only blood descendant in the imperial city who has defeated Xia." The man said in a deep voice.
"If you fail, the situation will be more troublesome than I expected." King Xia raised his head and looked directly into Li Xi'an's eyes.
"Roar——!" Suddenly, the shadow under the faint sword roared.
It rose up, and the extended claws touched Li Xi'an's cheek.
"Be quiet." Li Xi'an lowered his eyelids, swept his long tail behind him, and poured all the wine in the flask onto the Fainting Sword. The wine intertwined with the sword, and a golden-orange glow instantly bloomed.
The shadow was suppressed.
Li Xi'an realized that King Xia should know some key information about Heaven.
The successors of the dynasty who have been standing for thousands of years cannot know anything about the behemoth above their heads. Shadows rose up, trying to prevent him from getting those secrets. "How much do you know about Heaven?" Li Xi'an asked.
"A lot." King Xia looked gloomy, "To be precise, I know a lot. As the dynasty continues, only the king can open these secrets and inherit the memories left by the ancestors. The king's responsibility is not only to maintain the existence of the dynasty, but also to The secrets of heaven are suppressed in the heart. The monarchs of all ages can only rely on themselves, and we cannot tell anyone these things."
"The rules set by our ancestors?" Su Yuelin raised his eyebrows.
"The Ancestral King's warning is only one aspect. There is also another aspect. The creatures who know this secret will gradually become corrupted. Those powerful creatures who followed the Ancestral King to conquer all directions have fallen and were buried by the Ancestral King himself."
"You won't?"
"I wouldn't."
"The Divine Peak of the Imperial City, the Golden Palace, and the Misty Spiritual River are all products created to help the kings of the past dynasties fight against the evil in their hearts. We have always been the victorious party. It is precisely because of this that the dynasty has been able to continue from ancient times to the present day. .”
"You have been corrupted," Li Xi'an said.
"Yes, but I have been corrupted. Their power is increasing, and the foundation of the Imperial City is decreasing. I'm afraid." The man clenched his fists, and veins popped out on his forehead. He was far different from the ordinary majestic king. A cornered beast, ferocious and terrifying, "I couldn't stand my descendants to continue to be like this, tormented by filth day and night. At that time, I decided to go deep into the darkness and explore the source. Everything should have a source! I Cut off its source! ”
"When my power reached its peak, I finally decided to take action." The man turned to look at Su Yuelin, "The Supervisor Tiansi from Shixunian helped me. I stepped into the bottom of the Imperial City and tried to pull out the ancestors. After Wang Zhao failed, he turned to the inscriptions carved at the source of the Linghe River and the divine peak. That battle also shook the foundation of the Imperial City."
"So, what is in the darkness?" Li Xi'an still lowered his eyes, making it impossible to tell what was hidden in his eyes.
filth.
He also explored and walked into the endless darkness.
It's like arriving at the end of the universe, a land so barren that even starlight cannot reach it. The form of filth is pale, and the past can be explored, but it is only extremely deep and dark. Li Xi'an has dealt with these things a lot, knows how to deal with them, and knows why they appear. Whenever the world comes to an end, these pale things come as promised and make the world fall.
Even an extremely glorious civilization like Kyushu is no exception.
But what about after the world falls? In that world, where have all the creatures in the world gone? Disappear completely and become a nutrient for filth? Li Xi'an didn't know. In the past, even the Nine Provinces Supreme could not stop the fall. How could he understand it at this moment? He was not surprised that filth appeared in the Hidden Age, because Kyushu in the Hidden Age was also a Kyushu that was still on its last legs. In the process of death in this world, there were only beings or things that delayed Kyushu's death.
He listened quietly to King Xia's description and looked for any clues.
King Xia said——
"I saw 'people'."
"People in the world, their sufferings, their struggles, all the connections that exist as human beings in this world." King Xia's tone was very tired, he didn't want to mention these, "Then, I saw the power of wish. I was absolutely right. The possibility is that it is the power of wish, and there is the power of wish in the darkness of filth.”
"The heaven of this world... is forged by the human heart." He spoke slowly.
"As long as the world relies on people, has desire, and has hope, they can be reborn again. Even if they are killed, they can be revived in prayers until forever. Heaven has perished countless times in the past, but no matter what, it will become the world again. ”
"The secrets left by the ancestors about Heaven are also related to this. My ancestor not only killed his followers after they were corrupted, but also killed Heaven. The bronze long sword once carried the head of the ancestor of Heaven. Traveling all over the world, he established the first dynasty in the wild land. The official position system in the dynasty actually has the shadow of the heavenly palace. ”
"Since you can't defeat it, what kind of victory are you longing for?" Li Xi'an asked.
"The ancestor king killed Tianting and left millions of years for future generations. Chilong, if you kill Tianting, the same thing will happen."
"Buy time so that the creatures in this world can destroy the shadows!" King Xia roared.
But Li Xi'an got up.
King Xia was stunned and saw the dragon's tail rolling up the wine pot on the ground.
"Give me some time, I can't do such a thing as killing Tianting for the time being."
"By the way, you are completely corrupted. Do you need me to give you a break?" Li Xi'an looked back, his golden vertical pupils burning like the sun, looking down at King Xia.
The man took a deep breath, shook his head and said: "I can still exert some control now, so that the imperial court will not interfere with you in the slightest for ten years. The Golden Palace has long been ruined. If I really want to die, the situation will be even worse." The river is still clear and clean. Before I sink completely, the source of the spiritual river will be handed over to you. Let this river left by the ancestors flood the imperial city."
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The world shattered, and the vermilion main door appeared at Su Yuelin's feet.
She held an umbrella and looked at the back of the figure leaving on the mountain steps.
An ancestor, a king, his back is hunched down, like an old ordinary person.
"Zhu, do you want to do what Xia Zu did?" Su Yuelin put her head next to Li Xi'an.
"Where are you from?" Li Xi'an suddenly asked.
"What?"
"Where did you come from before passing through the Netherworld?"
"If I have to describe it, it is the future generations of this era."
"Do people in later generations believe in gods and Buddhas?"
"If you don't believe it, the so-called believers are just for peace of mind, and the so-called cultivation is just for self-cultivation. No one will believe that these things really...exist!" Su Yuelin was suddenly startled.
After this era, no ghosts or gods will exist in heaven.
"What, have you thought clearly?" Li Xi'an closed his eyes, and his figure became erratic, like a black cloud that was dissipating.
"Erase them and us all. In this way, no matter how true and long-standing the legend is, it is just a legend."
Long lost strength
(End of chapter)