"The pocket watch is a rare treasure I got before the world turned bad. However, at that time, the pocket watch could only allow me to go back to the past and check the cause of things. Later, there was a change in the world, and I had the ability to restart. I originally thought that the change in the pocket watch was to cope with more hardships, but now it seems..."
Chen Jiaju stared at the pocket watch in Milo's hand. After explaining a few words, he stopped and turned to look at the gun.
"And this firearm was obtained by me by killing an old police officer. I remember that I killed him seven times at that time. He shot him with this thing the first six times. It was only the seventh time that I found his heart. Let him go."
Hearing this, Milo couldn't help but interrupt: "You just chose to untie their knot? What if you meet someone like Zheng Jun?"
"Keep restarting, blocking him again and again, putting him in jail until he breaks."
What Chen Jiaju said was righteous. He looked at Milo and said helplessly: "Actually, this time, I have collected almost all the evidence against Zheng Jun. If you hadn't intervened, he should be in prison by now."
After finishing speaking, Chen Jiaju continued what he said before: "After the old police officer left, I found that the living environment became better, and the colleagues around me were able to live longer and return to the state of restarting."
"Wait a minute, alive? Restart?" Milo was stunned for a moment, watching Chen Jiaju fall silent.
"Yes, alive."
The expression on Chen Jiaju's face seemed to be crying or laughing, which looked a little funny. He murmured in a low voice.
"Actually, I have known for a long time that if we can restart again and again, are we really alive? We have been dead for a long time. How can a group of dead people have a happy ending?"
Looking at Chen Jiaju in front of him, Milo couldn't help but recall the third game that reflected the poem: a righteous man seeking reunion, wandering on the wrong road.
From what Chen Jiaju just said, it can be heard that in order to save people like Wang Wan, he died in their hands more than once, restarted again and again, and experienced death again and again, just to let these dead people who were struggling in despair and pain let go. , and then pursue the so-called happy ending.
From this point of view, Chen Jiaju can be called a righteous man.
Unfortunately, this illusion is too small to exist for a long time.
Even if Chen Jiaju gathers all the cores, he will only be able to survive for a while longer.
What's more, there are no living creatures in Taixu Illusion Realm, and everyone is already dead.
The reason why they were able to reveal themselves was because the illusion of Taixu was restarted again and again, and their spirituality was forcibly awakened again and again.
What Chen Jiaju did was just walking back and forth on the wrong road endlessly.
To put it harshly, the current state of the Illusion Realm cannot support him even if he takes one wrong path, and he will completely collapse.
Milo sighed in his heart, wrapping the red thread around his fingers, holding a few copper coins, carefully guarding against Chen Jiaju's actions, fearing that he would collapse due to reality and behave out of control.
At the same time, the official seal of the guarding immortal official was put away to prevent him from collecting the cloth bag.
After a while, Chen Jiaju's mood gradually calmed down. He looked at Milo, thought for a while, and asked: "What will be our fate if our world merges into the Han Xia in your mouth?"
Regarding this issue, Milo was silent for a long time, but in the end he still did not choose to deceive Chen Jiaju.
"The vast majority of souls can be reincarnated on the land of Hanxia after analysis and earth energy. According to the elders of my sect, I am also the reincarnation of a soul in Taixuan Realm. But you, I am afraid you will not be able to be redeemed."
"Are you also the reincarnation of a soul in Taiyuan Realm?"
Hearing Milo's words, Chen Jiaju was a little surprised. He looked at Milo up and down and said softly: "By joining Hanxia Dadi, they can learn spells like you? Or even go out and sit on one side to help us?"
"This is not necessarily true. I have the Taoist spirit and am relatively lucky. I was brought back by the elders of the sect, and that is why I have achieved what I have achieved today. Generally, most of the Taixu Illusion Realm souls who transfer to the land of Hanxia are still engaged in their previous occupations. "
"What was your occupation during your lifetime? Why is this?"
Chen Jiaju was very concerned about the reincarnation of the soul. After asking, he was a little worried: "Is it because it restarts again and again?"
Regarding Chen Jiaju's inquiry, Milo somewhat guessed what he was thinking, and he told everything he knew: "According to the sect's records, it is like this. Most Taixu illusions will continue to restart, and every time they restart, past experiences will change The soul has a subtle influence. In my cognitive concept, this influence is called the root organ."
"Genqi? I seem to have heard of this title. It is said that in addition to talent and understanding, root is also very important in cultivation. But I really don't know what root is. Are root and device the same? Can you explain it to me? Can I explain it in detail?"
Milo nodded and answered: "Generally, in Hanxia, root and root refer to the same thing. This is a temperament rooted in the nature of living beings. It belongs to reincarnations and the accumulation of past lives. Innate habits formed.”
"Just like it is difficult for a broad-minded person to do something cruel and cunning, a person with a deep mind cannot adapt to the stage. Although a person's temperament may be affected by acquired environment and one's own experience, it shows the same root. It is a phenomenon that is completely different and even contradictory. But in the concept of immortality, the essence of the root is difficult to change, and the more profound the root, the more so."
"However, most people don't have such a big obsession. Many times, they choose to become a butcher in the first life, a scholar in the second life, and not even a human in the third life. Life is different, so there is no such thing as root. , it’s just that those in the Taixu Illusion Realm generally stay in a certain profession for a long time, and this will affect their choices after reincarnation.”
When Chen Jiaju heard this, he couldn't help but said: "I see, that's why in the legends of immortals and gods, there is a saying that immortals refuse to address certain people because they have insufficient abilities or shallow abilities?"
"It's not true, but it's also hard to say it's wrong."
Milo frowned, seemingly unable to find the corresponding description.
But when he saw that Chen Jiaju didn't understand, he still tried his best to explain it in a way that the other party could understand: "In the Immortal Way, although the roots are more valued, more often than not, the pursuit of the Immortal Way is in this life. At least in the land of Hanxia, I I have never seen a situation where a disciple is given up because his talent is not good enough. At most, it is because the disciple's talent is not suitable for practicing a certain method, so he chooses to change his practice."
"Is that so?"
Chen Jiaju took off the jade pendant engraved with Xie Zhi from his neck. He looked at the clear light on the jade Xie Zhi horns and knew that Milo was not lying. He raised his hand and threw the jade pendant, cloth bag and dagger to Milo.
Milo, who had been prepared for a long time, saw the breeze blowing around him, and several paper butterflies flew out. Just when he was about to roll up two or three people, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the shadows and rushed towards the jade pendant, cloth bag and dagger.
At the same time, layers of black energy rolled around, covering Chen Jiaju. There was blood light and green light in the black energy, and a roar sounded from all around: "You traitor."
"Zheng Jun?"
Milo's eyes narrowed when he heard the sound, and the red thread on his hand flew like a soft whip, whipping towards the black shadow that Zheng Jun had evolved.
"It's useless, I am now..."
Zheng Jun turned a blind eye to the falling red line and threw himself at the three magic weapons, not wanting to be directly tied up by the red line in mid-air.
"What do you want to say you are now?"
Miluo held the red thread in his hand and looked at Zheng Jun who was hanging in the air with a smile on his face. Copper coins were flying around him, golden light splashed, and smoothed over Zheng Jun's body, making him scream in agony.
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