On the cloud, Wu Wan's expression gradually turned cold and hard.
In the village under the clouds, Ming's body is getting weaker and weaker.
The mother who sheds tears, the friend who comes to visit every day, and the friend who has been helping to take care of her and has never left her - Ah Niu.
Ah Niu is the name given to the ugly girl by Wu Wan.
It's very appropriate and down-to-earth. Although Nv Chou chased Wu Wan for three days and three nights, she did not refuse Lord Wu Wan's order. She used this name to sneak into the village and became a famous figure in the village for hundreds of years. The only outsider, and successfully became Ming's best friend.
During the time she spent with Ming, Ah Niu... Nv Chou taught her many principles, and also guided her to explore some things like [life and death], [the true meaning of life], [sleep or eat, that is a question], etc. Deep questions within the realm of philosophy.
When Ming fell ill, she lay on the bamboo bed unable to move. It was Ah Niu who was busy waiting for her, so that she could wait quietly for the final moment.
Before falling ill, Ming was already as dazzling as a blooming peony.
She has a well-proportioned figure and a beautiful face. Picking a small flower at random and inserting it in her bun will make her look very delicate. When she walks on the mountain path in a long coarse skirt, she will be surrounded by some spiritual birds and colorful butterflies. fly.
But now Ming is extremely haggard, thin, pale, and her collarbone has become extremely prominent.
She felt the pain and a touch of despair, survived the days and nights, and finally reached her end.
Wu Wan's expression, which had been tense for a long time, finally relaxed.
"The God of Spring."
The Earth God thought about it again and again, but still appeared in front of Wu Wan, and asked slowly from a distance of three feet:
"Isn't it a little too early to end the illusion like this? It's better to wait until she can experience the ups and downs of more creatures. Even if hundreds of years pass in this illusion, it only lasts for a year and a half outside."
"Actually it's enough."
Wu Wan suddenly asked, "Has the Earth God ever experienced the feeling of death?"
The Earth God pondered: "Although my life has been long, I have never been reshaped."
"The reshaping of the innate god and the death of a real creature should be two different things."
Wu smiled and said: "Unless it is reshaped after its own disintegration, and the consciousness reshaped in this way is just a new spirit produced by the great road, there will be no real memory of death."
"Does Fengchun God want Ming to experience the true feeling of death?"
The Earth God immediately understood the meaning of Wu Huan's words, but soon shook his head slightly:
“If you think about it carefully, this is impossible.
If you come into contact with real death, you will have returned to nothingness. It should be a dead silence without any noise.
In other words, only when you are truly dead can you have this real feeling.
To truly die is the death of consciousness. Even if it is reshaped, it is still a brand new consciousness. It is impossible to remember what death feels like, and it is even impossible to give Ming immortality after experiencing this feeling.
Even the Nether King of the third generation of gods can only resurrect the remnant soul, and allow the remnant soul to always retain a ray of consciousness.
What's more, this is just an illusion, how can Ming understand..."
The voice of the earth god suddenly stopped.
He saw the faint smile at the corner of Wu Huan's mouth, and saw a little confidence in Wu Huan's eyes.
"I'm the one who said too much," Tu Shengong cupped his hands, smiled at Wu, turned around and drifted away.
Wu Huan didn't know that the Earth God had deliberately tested him just now, and the Earth God was repeating two words in his heart at this moment -
really!
Next, the Earth God will watch Wu Wan's every move with wide eyes, and draw the final judgment from this.
Whether Fengchun God is the reincarnation of a powerful ancient god will soon be revealed!
Yunxia Village, in the small courtyard of the Ming family.
Ming seemed to suddenly gain strength. She struggled to stand up from the bed, put on the brand new embroidered shoes placed by the bedside, and sat in front of the dressing table quietly combing her long hair.
In the bronze mirror, she looked at her face dreamily, and a little blood color gradually returned to it.
I haven't had time to experience too much in this life, and there will always be a lot of reluctance and peace in my heart before I die.
An anxious shout came from outside the door: "Ming, why are you up!"
Ming turned around to look at her sister, who had been taking care of her so hard, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Sister Niu, I want to go out for a walk."
"you……"
The ugly woman stared at Ming's pretty face, and then she couldn't help but sigh softly, showing a somewhat forced smile: "Then I will help you out. If your aunt sees you, I'm afraid she will scold me."
"It's okay," Ming responded softly and took the initiative to extend her left hand.
Nv Chou moved forward to support her, but she felt that Ming's body was so light, like a feather.
They left the thatched hut and walked through the gurgling stream under the wooden planks. They avoided the crowded areas of the village and walked towards a hillside with beautiful scenery.
Ming opened her eyes wide and looked at the sky, the land, the grass and trees, and the figures beside her and in the distance.
She didn't know if the next time she blinked, everything would come to an abrupt end.
She just wanted to see more of the place where she grew up, the mountains in the distance, and the flying clouds.
Climbing up this hillside took all the energy Ming finally found. She lowered her head and scanned the coarse cloth skirt on her body, sighed softly, and slowly sat down under the big tree on the edge of the hillside.
The ugly woman carefully supported her, and after she sat firmly, she untied the water bag from her waist and brought it to her mouth.
"No..."
Ming shook her head slightly and looked down at the panoramic view of the village.
A bit of warm wind blew by, blowing her long, dry hair that had lost its luster.
Pain spread throughout her body, but the pain slowly subsided. What faded with it was her perception of her surroundings and her vision of the surroundings.
"Sister Niu... tell me, can my illness be cured..."
"Well," the ugly woman knelt down beside her, raising her hand to straighten Ming Ming's bangs that were blown by the wind, "it can be fine."
"Don't lie to me..."
Ming sighed softly and continued: "I'm going to find grandma... She entrusted me with a dream yesterday."
The ugly woman didn't say anything, just sighed.
Ming added: "After you get married, your life will be different, right?"
"It should be," the ugly woman said with a smile, "I've never been married, so I don't know what will happen, but I heard that a man and a woman are quite happy after marriage."
"But when I get married, no one will take care of my mother..."
Ming murmured, her jewel-like eyes being covered by her eyelids that were gradually sliding down.
"Sister, I'm tired..."
"Take a nap when you are tired. My sister will be here to accompany you."
The ugly woman said softly, looking down at Ming's palm that was slowly slipping away. She could only sigh softly to express the sourness in her heart.
The sound gradually disappeared under the tree.
On the flying white cloud, Wu Wan held a bit of gray light in his left hand, thought for a moment, and finally flicked it with his fingers, integrating a little of his memory into the god of death's imminent silence.
The content of the memory is very simple, it is the endless silence he fell into after traveling through the wormhole.
This was also a 'little secret' that he had not written into his plan before, nor told others.
Following this, Wu Wang had to face up to a problem that he had been deliberately ignoring.
【Where do I come from and how did I get here. 】
This issue was difficult for him to understand at this time.
Standing up from the cloud, Wu Wan lowered his head and looked down, and asked, "Do you want the Earth God to come with us?"
The Earth God smiled and made a gesture of invitation, stood in the distance and said slowly: "I can't take the credit of meeting the Spring God."
"The Earth God is joking," Wu Wan sighed, "It's all for this heaven and earth and all living beings. There is no merit or no hard work."
After saying this, he looked at Shao Siming beside him.
Shao Siming said softly: "I won't go either. If there is anything you need me to do, just ask."
Wu Wan nodded in agreement, rode the clouds to the tree, said hello to the ugly woman, and sat quietly on the left and right.
So, we waited for another half month.
The fluctuations of the God of Death's spiritual thoughts have been minimal, and the last bit of aura seems to be dissipating.
Wu Wan pointed his finger on Ming's forehead, and an emerald green light flashed in his eyes.
Withered trees come spring.
The God of Death's mind suddenly began to fluctuate, Ming's pale face turned red, and her chest began to slowly swell...
Following a violent cough, Ming opened her eyes again.
The ugly woman hurriedly stepped forward and patted her on the back, while Wu Huan walked aside and waited quietly.
Ming's eyes were full of despair, like a drowning person holding on to the driftwood to save his life. He hugged the female ugly arm tightly and refused to let go, and his thin body was constantly shaking.
Inside and outside the illusion, most of the powerful gods watching here were a little surprised.
Of course they all saw that Wu Wan gave Ming a little 'memory', but they didn't know what kind of experience it was.
There was a slight sobbing sound under the tree, which lasted for several hours.
The ugly woman gently comforted Ming by her side, allowing Ming Fang to break free from the fear caused by the endless silence.
The ugly woman patted Ming's arm gently, lowered her head and whispered a few words, then took two steps back and saluted Wu Wan's back, caressing her chest.
"Lord Wuwang, Ming is awake."
"Well," Wu Wan responded, "You go out and get ready first."
"Yes, sir," the ugly woman glanced at Ming, gave Ming a smile that made her feel at ease, and her figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
Ming's expression couldn't help but be a little frozen.
Wu Wan turned around and said with a smile, "Do you still remember me?"
Ming's pupils trembled slightly, and as Shao Siming drew complicated divine patterns on the clouds, the seal on Ming's soul quietly dissipated.
She frowned slightly, and scenes emerged in her mind.
Mountains of corpses and seas of bones, huge skeletons raised their heads and roared, the resentment of living beings surged like a tide, and the black shadow wrapped in gray robes cried out in pain...
However, Ming did not collapse this time.
When she looked at the sudden addition of memories, it was more like she was examining the lives of others.
Growing up here, she used this short experience to build a river embankment to isolate those painful memories.
What's more, she has already experienced the despair of returning to nothingness...
"Are you that god?"
Ming asked in a hoarse voice.
"You are God, I am just a creature endowed with divine power."
Wu Wan raised his hand to support him and said: "This is an illusion prepared for you, allowing you to experience the short life of a living being. Do you still remember which innate god you are?"
"die."
Ming pursed her lips slightly: "I am the spirit of the avenue born from the avenue."
"Very well, calm down."
Wu smiled and said, "Why don't you come with me for a walk? I have something to talk to you about."
Ming looked at the village down the hillside with some nostalgia, lowered her head and sighed softly, and whispered: "Can you let me come back here later, I think..."
"Of course," Wu Wan made a gesture of invitation, "this illusion is reserved for you."
"Thank you very much."
"My name is Wuwangzi, a human cultivator."
"Wuwangzi," Ming murmured softly, "It seems that you also gave me my name, in that dark temple."
Wu Wan showed a gentle smile.
Ming lowered her eyebrows slightly, curled her lips, and said, "It's unexpectedly ordinary."
Wu Wang:......
"Let's go out first."
…
Due to the triple seal on the Avenue of Death, although it temporarily resisted the invasion of the resentment of living beings, it also left Ming without any divine power at the moment, like an ordinary living being.
Therefore, in the process of leaving the illusion, Ming just felt that there were flowers and light and shadow flowing in front of her eyes.
However, Wu Huan had withdrawn his spiritual thoughts, stood up and walked around, taking Ming's soul directly to the capital of the emperor and entering the divine world of Shao Siming.
Shao Siming had made arrangements before, and everything was as usual where they appeared.
Giant trees tens of feet high can be seen everywhere here, and the laughter and laughter of living beings can be heard everywhere. The branches of those giant trees are the streets. In the tree houses placed and hung everywhere, many living beings are closely consulting on the ultimate secret of their belief in the gods——
reproduce.
Wu Wan and Ming appeared on the earth. Ming's figure was a little faint, because she had no body at the moment.
"There are many pairs of eyes staring at us," Ming said softly.
Wu Wan looked up and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, we don't do anything shameful."
Ming covered the elbow of her left arm with her right hand and whispered: "It's just a little uncomfortable."
"We just stepped out of the illusion, and those innate gods couldn't help but want to see how you were doing," Wu said with a smile, "You have been the god of death for countless generations."
"The six hundred and twenty-fifth generation," Ming said softly, "There are marks on the road."
Wu Wan was a little surprised: "The God of Death has collapsed so many times?"
Ming sighed softly and whispered: "It's not to blame those creatures who hate death. Death is really uncomfortable... Is that what you have experienced?"
"So be it."
Wu Wan responded vaguely: "No matter what, I still want to apologize to you for arranging a somewhat miserable life for you."
Ming was a little dazed. After a while, she breathed out and murmured: "Is it all fake?"
"The feelings between you are real," Wu Wang said, "and the creatures you have come into contact with are also real."
"It's kind of like a pastime for gods when they're bored."
"Of course not. Who dares to amuse your way? Are you risking your life?"
Wu laughed a few times and continued:
“Allowing you to have your own judgment and establish your understanding of the world is a necessary way to help you resist the backlash of resentment from living beings.
The main purpose of that illusion is to teach you this, not to trick you into doing something.
You see, you are now a mature, intellectual, normal creature with a beautiful heart, and you have experienced the pain of death. It is easy for you to feel relieved when you look at the resentment expressed by those creatures before death. "
"That's true."
Ming responded thoughtfully.
They stepped on the silent grass and the crunching fallen leaves.
Wu Huan was wearing a blue Taoist robe with a light white inner collar, and his long hair was tied into a Taoist hoop. At this moment, he was walking forward with his hands behind his hands, giving him a sense of elegance.
Although Ming was still a little confused at the moment, after unlocking the seal, the spirit began to surround the Taoist rhyme of the Avenue of Death.
This is pure rhyme, there is no so-called distinction between justice and evil.
Wu Wan slowly narrated the entire process of setting up the illusion, while Ming listened carefully. When she heard that her Niuniu was also a god...
"Excessive."
Ming snorted lightly, her expression a little cold.
Wu Wan said slowly: "Don't you want to know her story?"
Ming was startled for a moment, then nodded slowly.
Wu Wan sighed, his voice becoming more distant, and the two of them walked forward aimlessly in the dim light and shadow here.
When Ming heard that the Heavenly Palace forced Yushi's concubine Guguo to perform a ten-day sacrifice, and that the ugly girl had been burned to death for ten days, she couldn't help but clenched her fists.
"That...that would be so painful."
“Well,” Wu Wan sighed, “Pain, excitement, anger, hatred, these violent emotional fluctuations will cause living beings to generate more telekinesis, and even turn into powerful resentful spirits.
That's how she was born. "
Ming frowned slightly: "Why is the innate god so annoying?"
"You will know these things later." Wu Juan didn't say much.
The gods of the Heavenly Palace who were staring at this place now all understood.
The God of Spring is instilling the concept of "life-centered" into the new God of Death.
But they understood and couldn't stop him. After all, Wu Huan just told everything Tiangong had done, and there was no exaggeration.
Wu Wan even consulted Nv Chou's opinion in advance, and with her permission, he used Nv Chou's experience as an introduction.
Cancer in the North Sea, conspiracy in the Heavenly Palace, Shao Siming taking action, female ugly god...
Ming gradually got into this story. She looked up at Wu Wan several times and took note of the profile of the man with a good voice.
She asked: "Then, how did you and Niu meet?"
"That's another price, well, that's another story."
Wu smiled and said, "I'm telling you this just to stop you from blaming her."
"She takes care of me a lot," Ming sighed in a low voice, "I don't know if she can continue to be my friend."
"It's up to you."
Wu Wang said: "So, you understand the relationship between life and death."
Ming nodded slowly, but said: "But I don't understand why there are so many creatures who died tragically."
"That's something you, the God of Death, should slowly observe and think about in the future."
Wu Wang said slowly:
"The tragic dead you see in the Avenue of Death are only a very small part of the dead.
Disputes between creatures, wars between kingdoms, oppression of creatures by gods, and so on.
Most living beings pass away relatively peacefully, with nostalgia for the world.
You can feel that this is a peaceful country. Several lives are passing away at this moment, and their relatives are bidding farewell to them. "
Ming closed her eyes, and gradually seemed to be in a trance, with a somewhat relieved smile on her lips.
Wu Wan raised his eyebrows, waited for her to wake up, and continued to stroll and chat with her.
Just like that, walking and chatting all the way, the sky was filled with stars before I knew it.
They entered a lively tree house, where hospitable creatures from various tribes prepared sumptuous food for them.
They walked past the lively bonfire and watched the young men and women holding hands and singing and dancing;
They went to rest on the tops of those giant trees, feeling the silence of the entire jungle city after most of the creatures fell asleep.
“Only when you experience the beauty of life will you fear death.
And out of fear of death, we understand the preciousness of such peace. "
Wu Wang said slowly:
“It is precisely because all this beauty has a time limit and will come to an end at some point, that we can be reminded to cherish what is in front of us.
Death is part of the path of life. It is not only the end, but also contains vitality.
It is natural for living beings to hate death, and your path is destined not to be appreciated by living beings.
But, Ming;
You are indeed an indispensable existence in heaven and earth.
Creatures exist between heaven and earth, and they are also consuming the vitality of heaven and earth.
Longevity, reproduction, and death are the laws that all living beings must follow. Violating these laws requires paying a price.
Although you have experienced too much pain, and although your predecessors have collapsed one after another, I hope you can continue to walk on, use your way to protect heaven and earth, protect living beings and everything in heaven and earth, cherish peace, and pursue beautiful thoughts. body. "
Ming's eyes reflected the starlight and she nodded slightly.
Wu Wan suddenly laughed and said, "Look, who's coming."
She was startled for a moment, then turned to look behind her, only to see a group of faint golden light slowly unfolding, and figures appearing inside it, wearing coarse cloth, each with a satisfied smile.
The ugly woman stood quietly at the front, showing an apologetic smile to Ming.
Behind her, a famous figure stood quietly.
The grandmother who was stooped and leaning on crutches, the father who was strong and carried a bow and arrow, the mother who looked haggard and had tears in her eyes, grew up together but were always bullied...
mother……
Ming opened her mouth to scream, but held it back in time, only to rush forward with red eyes and embrace the woman's soul.
The young and old in the village gathered around, laughing and joking, saying blessings in low voices.
Their destination is here. Shao Siming has found hundreds of couples among his followers who are willing to give birth to new lives. He has erased the memories of these remaining souls and reincarnated on the road of reproduction.
The ugly woman whispered these words in Ming's ear, and Ming kept nodding her head, forgetting her previous request to return to the fantasy world for the rest of her life.
Amid the noise, Ming suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the treetops.
There is no trace of that person anywhere.
"Sister Niu, who is he?"
"Lord Wu Huanzi?"
The ugly woman chuckled lightly, with a bit of emotion in her eyes: "A very magical big man. Although he is a living being, he is invincible."
Ming almost blurted out: "Then does he have any heirs?"
The ugly woman was also a little confused: "I haven't heard of this, it probably doesn't exist, but I can't tell for sure in the human realm..."
There was a hint of serious thinking in Ming's eyes.
