What is reality and what is illusion? All sentient beings have thoughts tossing and turning. One thought is a world. Thoughts flicker like countless numbers. In an instant, thousands of worlds as small as the sands of the Ganges River are born.
The great universe is glorious and majestic, and the way of heaven is terrifying, but even more brilliant than the great universe is the thought in my heart. One thought leaps to the speed of light, one thought transcends reincarnation, one thought reaches the other shore, and only one thought is eternal.
Deducing the eternity and infinite future of the divine world, a golden light appeared in Zhang Ruoxu's eyes, and he saw the ups and downs of the timelines, but they were buried due to various variables.
"If the Void God Realm can be true, and the great dream can be true for all eternity, the Void God Realm will be transformed into the Void God Realm, carrying the souls of the gods, with eternity, undying faith, and immortal gods."
"The True Immortal Realm of the Yang Realm complements each other. One is an immortal substance with an immortal body. The other is an eternal belief with an immortal spirit."
"If the two realms merge into one, it seems that they can become the free and eternal Great Luotian!"
Zhang Ruoxu looked at the long river of time, and unexpectedly caught a glimpse of the final transformation of the Yin-Yang Fairy Mirror. It was brilliant, transcending time and space, immortal in all realms, projected into the heavens, and unique to itself.
It transformed from the Yin and Yang Immortal Mirror of the Two Realms into the Immortal King Mirror of the Tai Chi Universe, and then from the Immortal King Mirror to the Eternal Great Luo Emperor Mirror.
This is an extremely long road, accompanying the growth of Dao Ancestor, the birth of the system, and finally turning into the Supreme Immortal Emperor Soldier.
Time flows, maybe tens of millions of years, or hundreds of millions of years, with no end in sight.
"Too slow, too slow!"
Zhang Ruoxu sighed, if others saw that his weapons had the hope of turning into Immortal Emperor weapons, they would be filled with joy.
However, this world is different, this realm is different!
In millions of years at most, darkness will make a comeback here, and at least dark creatures at the Immortal King level, and even quasi-Immortal Emperors, and even Immortal Emperor-level dark creatures will cast their gaze.
If one advances step by step and relies on hundreds of millions of years to climb up the ladder step by step, the final end will be like the group of old immortal kings who opened up the immortal realm, falling into an unknown place and dying without a burial place.
Even if you are lucky enough to successfully enter the realm of the quasi-immortal emperor, like the emperor who left footprints on the embankment, facing infinite darkness, the end will not be much better.
It’s another era of emperor’s fall, and another era of reincarnation.
"If you want to get ahead and rise in the world these days, you must cheat, but the degree of cheating varies."
Zhang Ruoxu whispered, found a Taoist platform and sat cross-legged, looking at the reincarnation seal he was born with.
This was the opportunity for Zhang Ruoxu's rise. In later fashionable terms, it was a golden finger.
But Zhang Ruoxu rarely uses the power of the Samsara Seal, because reincarnation has great mystery and great cause and effect. Except for kicking to death for enlightenment, reincarnation, and assisting the Tianxin Seal to deduce the path, the Samsara Seal is almost never used.
But now I have to use it, even if there is a big cause and effect, I have to resist it myself.
"The darkness ahead is endless. I'm not afraid of your big cause and effect, but I'm afraid of your small cause and effect!"
"We must fight reincarnation with reincarnation!"
Zhang Ruoxu's eyes were bright, and the soul of the Emperor of Heaven stepped out of the immortal platform, stepped into the holy and flawless reincarnation seal that breeds life and death, and understood the mystery of the supreme avenue.
A holy radiance is like a goddess scattering flowers and falling, and it is even more glittering and translucent, flowing out with an intoxicating brilliance.
The Heavenly Emperor's Yuanshen stepped into the world of seals, and his body disappeared, leaving only the mark of life and death suspended in mid-air.
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The vast Six Paths of Reincarnation is like a thousand worlds rotating in six directions. The Qingtai in front is as high as a mountain and as big as a star, but there is no one there. A sense of silence and emptiness fills the entire space.
The six-color glazed brilliance shines, and a figure comes out of the six reincarnations. It is dressed in the crown of the Emperor of Heaven, with a handsome face, and the sun and moon on its shoulders, like a supreme saint.
"The Six Paths of Reincarnation, Wangxiang Terrace, is the starting point, and it will eventually return here."
There was a trace of sadness in Zhang Ruoxu's eyes. The scenes in front of him were extremely familiar. He had been here many times before, but this time it was empty. He was the only one walking alone, walking in the underworld, walking in reincarnation, and going up in reverse.
The old friend Black and White Wuchang has disappeared, the words of laughter and curses have disappeared, and Po Meng, who used to cook Meng Po soup for the ghosts in Qingtai, is also missing, not to mention the numb ghost and the roar of the ghost that surrounds his ears. The sound of wailing.
The underworld is empty, there is no trace of evil spirits, only one person walks alone.
There is a kind of feeling that has never been seen before or will come after. I can't help but feel sad and shed tears when thinking about the long journey of heaven and earth.
“You can’t admonish those who have gone by, but you can still pursue those who have come.”
Zhang Ruoxu muttered to himself, stepped on the ripples of the void, looked ahead, and stepped step by step towards the end of Qingtai, which was a bridge that seemed to span billions of miles with no end in sight.
The Wangchuan River on the road to Huangquan, the bridge on the Wangchuan River, the bridge on the Wangchuan River, the present life, and the next life.
Walking onto the Naihe Bridge, Zhang Ruoxu felt that he could cross the long bridge and reach the other side in one thought, but there was a force blocking his progress.
Looking down, the sea of blood in the Wangchuan River seems to be endless. The rolling waves in the river are like a city in the universe, and a wave photographed is the end of an era.
Zhang Ruoxu couldn't help but think of a sentence: At the end of reincarnation, everything will come to an end, and the underworld is the destination of all souls.
Who can transcend in this world? Most of them will return to the underworld.
The power that blocked Zhang Ruoxu came from a wave universe. If you look closely, it turned out to be the universe of our own. The howling and roaring souls turned out to be the ancient ancestor kings and Kunlun survivors that Zhang Ruoxu killed for the human race.
"Zhang Ruoxu! You killed 300,000 of my Tianlong clan! You will not die a good death!"
A dragon-headed ancestor king looked ferocious and extremely terrifying, struggling and roaring in the sea of blood.
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"The war between races will never end." Zhang Ruoxu sneered: "You were no match for me when you were alive, and you still dare to cause trouble after death."
"roll!"
Like spring thunder exploding, the innocent souls wailed and feared and dispersed automatically.
Immediately afterwards, figures with youthful vigor, sunshine, and lofty temperament emerged, as if they were young prodigies who died in the hands of Zhang Ruoxu in the imperial struggle. They placed their trust in the future of each race's orthodoxy.
Now, now, I am unwilling to give in.
"My hometown and my relatives have been destroyed by you!" A young quasi-emperor cried with bloody tears, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the sea of blood.
A fairy in white looked at Zhang Ruoxu indifferently, with heavy flames burning in her pupils.
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"Emperor and emperor fight each other based on their own abilities." Zhang Ruoxu didn't look at each other and said calmly: "Since I have no regrets during my lifetime, why bother about it after my death."
As soon as the words fell, the souls dispersed, and then the sea of blood rolled, and the figures of Emperor Wuji, who dominated the universe, emerged one after another, all of them were the ancient emperors and gods of the past.
"Emperor Ming, you, a villain who fishes in secret, are worthy of being called the Emperor of Heaven!"
"Human Emperor, you are the most evil-hearted person in the world!"
It was the Golden-winged Dapeng Emperor who fought to the death, it was the Supreme Spirit Emperor whose Holy Spirit attained enlightenment, it was the Corpse Emperor whose corpse attained Enlightenment... Dozens of supreme beings roared and shouted.
"Just you?"
"I kill every time I see one."
Zhang Ruoxu sneered, and struck out with the Human Emperor's Seal. The ghosts howled and howled, and their souls were scattered. Then, with firm steps, he pushed all the way. In front of him, there was endless brilliance, the sun and the moon rotated, the Emperor of Heaven stepped on the time, and there were countless phenomena.
Walking backwards on the Naihe Bridge, leading directly to the other shore, a ray of light falls, and the Taoist heart feels inexplicably comfortable.
Zhang Ruoxu thought thoughtfully: "It's not the person of the past, but the torture of Tao's heart. Is it the result of his own heart?"
That's right, all the gods in the underworld have disappeared, how can the ghosts still exist?
They are all transformed by the soul, just ask the heart.
After crossing the Naihe Bridge, we came to another land. This is the center of Huangquan Road, and the other shore flowers bloom like flames. From a distance it looks like a carpet of blood.
Bianhuahua is also known as Manzhu Shahua. The flowers bloom on the other side. When the flowers bloom, the leaves cannot be seen, and when there are leaves, the flowers cannot be seen. The flowers and leaves do not meet each other, and they grow in different directions. It is the only scenery on Huangquan Road.
When Zhang Ruoxu stepped onto this land, the Bianhua flower, which was as red as blood, turned into holy white.
The snow-white and blood-red Hibiscus flowers together represent death. Datura flowers bloom on the road to heaven, and mandala flowers bloom on the road to hell.
"If you follow the rules, you will be ordinary; if you go against them, you will become immortals."
Zhang Ruoxu couldn't help but sigh as he recalled his journey through reincarnation, but did not move on.
Because there is a Sansheng stone standing in the sea of flowers on the other side.
The Sansheng Stone is located on the bank of the Wangchuan River. A green triangular stone tablet is shining with a faint light. The three stone tablets are arranged and intersected with each other, depicting the underworld and the world of mortals.
Zhang Ruoxu looked over, and in an instant, one of the blue stone tablets was engraved with the pattern of the six reincarnations, shining brightly, and two big words were written on it - afterlife!
A vast expanse of white, this life has not passed away, the Emperor of Heaven is immortal, so the next life cannot be seen.
Looking at the second blue stone tablet, two brilliant characters shine, describing splendor and glory.
Reflecting the brilliance of this life, starting from cultivating ghosts and immortals, embarking on the road of reincarnation, reincarnating to cover the heavens, proving the Ming Emperor, resurrecting three lives, and achieving the path of the Emperor of Heaven.
"As expected!"
Zhang Ruoxu was immediately relieved. The Sanshengshi answered his biggest doubt. He was still the tenth life, not the eleventh.
Because I took the wrong reincarnation route and got stuck in the Six Paths of Reincarnation bug, I was not really reborn.
But since I have been reincarnated, the procedure is wrong, but the result has come out and it is already a fact.
Therefore, birth comes with the seal of reincarnation, and it has a mysterious and mysterious relationship with the six paths of reincarnation.
After reading what happened in this life, Zhang Ruoxu couldn't hold back his curiosity and looked at the last stone tablet.
Different from the holy afterlife and the golden present life, this stone tablet is extremely dark, and the person who wrote it in strong blood has passed away!
On the road to death, vague and familiar figures appeared one after another. It was him, and it was not him.
Reincarnation in the heavens and universes is like a revolving lantern. The further you go, the more difficult it is to distinguish and connect. The closer we are to this life, the clearer the universe of reincarnation becomes.
Even the cosmic imprint of the ninth life's reincarnation appeared bit by bit. A statue of Fuxi with a human head and a snake body stood solemnly, and a fire spirit passed down from generation to generation appeared.
In the universe of the eighth life, there are Kunpeng roaring, ten evil spirits showing off their power, an immortal king coming to the nine heavens, and a sword cutting off the mark of eternity.
The seventh life gradually began to blur, and I could only vaguely see a looming bald head.
At the beginning of the sixth life, there was confusion and invisibility.
"So that's it. The universes that I can travel through are the universes of reincarnation that I have reincarnated into before."
"The seal of reincarnation established a connection between me and the universe where I once reincarnated."
"I have been in Nirvana twice, so I can see the ninth and eighth lives. The accumulation of the third Nirvana is enough and can be carried out at any time. All the seventh lives are looming. The fourth Nirvana is not sure. Starting from the sixth life The past is invisible.”
Zhang Ruoxu looked up to the sky and sighed. Only today did he crack the secret of the reincarnation seal.
The six paths of reincarnation shocked the world. Looking at the world of mortals from the Naihe Bridge, now he had a sense of security that he had initially grasped the seal of reincarnation.
After seeing the Sansheng Stone and crossing the sea of flowers on the other side, Zhang Ruoxu moved forward and came to the other side of the world.
Unlike the grandeur of the six realms of reincarnation, and the oppression of Naihe's three lives, this world is supreme and sacred, just like the residence of gods.
The majestic palace and the magnificent divine palace are located on the underworld. The three simple and mysterious characters are transformed from the innate Dao patterns. They are words belonging to the gods and spirits. No reading is required to understand them. The meaning is clear at a glance.
【Supreme Hall】
On both sides are also large black gold characters written in innate divine characters.
The place of reincarnation in the heavens;
Inquiry into the palace of the true spirit;
Having reached this point, it is impossible to retreat.
Zhang Ruoxu walked magnanimously into it. In an instant, the palace emitted hundreds of millions of rays of rays of light, overwhelming the sky and falling. Amidst the clouds and mist, a brilliant bronze throne emerged.
The throne was simple and unpretentious, but it had a lot of majesty. Zhang Ruoxu looked at it for a moment and sat on it calmly. A great pressure fell in his heart, making him feel as heavy as the earth, as if he was carrying the entire reincarnation of the underworld, and a blessing from a person came up.
"As the Emperor of Heaven, I should suppress all enemies!"
With a soft word, Zhang Ruoxu picked up the underworld, and his bright Taoist heart subdued the personality instead of being blessed by the personality.
Netherland Reincarnation did not resist, but was happy with this behavior.
Zhang Ruoxu looked strange. He thought a lot and seemed to understand something. He slowly said: "I have been the second child for a long time, and I also want to be the boss."
The reincarnation of the underworld accepted him. At the same time, Zhang Ruoxu developed that he could control the Supreme Palace at will, disperse the clouds and mist, change the appearance of the temple, and even see the Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge, Sansheng Stone, and even the Six Paths of Reincarnation from here.
Between the reversal of thoughts, the Supreme Palace constantly changes. Sometimes it becomes a home with small bridges and flowing water, sometimes it becomes a palace where Zixiao preaches, sometimes it becomes a palace where the Emperor of Heaven gathers, sometimes it turns into a sacred land of Yaochi, sometimes it becomes The shape of the Kowloon coffin.
Unpredictable and arbitrary, after struggling for three days and three nights, Zhang Ruoxu calmed down a little and turned the Supreme Palace into a normal area.
The stars are bright on the top of the sky, and a little bit of starlight falls on the mirror pool in the center.
Surrounding the central pool mirror, there are black high-back chairs placed in the Supreme Hall. The backs of the high-back chairs depict a square of the sky and the universe, shining with bright brilliance.
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