"Senior, what exactly do you want to say to me?"
It was useless to think about it, so Chu Mo thought about it for a while and then asked.
only.
I don’t know if the person on the other side couldn’t hear what he said, or if he didn’t answer at all. He just said to himself: “If it’s wrong, it’s wrong, and if it’s crooked, it’s crooked. No matter how far you go or how much you do, it’s just a matter of time. The more you go down the wrong path, the more you make more mistakes, and you still end up in the end."
After the old man finished speaking, he suddenly sneered.
Then he ignored Chu Mo, just lowered his head and threw the scroll of scriptures in his hand into the fire.
With the burning of the scriptures.
You can see countless rays of light bursting out from the flames, intertwining with brilliant brilliance, and indescribable streams of light falling, transforming into countless visions.
There was the heroic child who was riding a hot wheel, wearing a red damask, and holding a red tassel gun, piercing the void, and then seemed to have encountered some kind of catastrophe, covered in blood, turned into a lotus root, and was burned in the void, with a look of pain on his face. It seemed like he wanted to say something, but no matter how much he opened and closed his lips, nothing came out.
But through the mouth shape, Chu Mo still vaguely saw what the other party wanted to say.
"FaTian! FaTian! FaTian!"
There was the handsome god general wearing silver armor, holding a three-pointed two-edged spear, and the vertical pupils between his brows bloomed with divine brilliance, piercing the eternal void. He was majestic, but his body was broken immediately, blood and tears shed from his brows, and his divine brilliance dimmed.
If you look carefully, you can still see a void in the vertical pupils between the eyebrows, as if penetrated by some kind of existence.
now.
He was at the end of his rope, but his expression remained unchanged. He just allowed his body to gradually be annihilated, and finally completely turned into light in the fire and disappeared.
And just when it was completely annihilated, a mighty fierce dog galloped over, licked the palm of the handsome god general, and then died calmly with a silent cry.
There is also the thin Taoist, wearing Taoist robes and a beard three feet below the chin. He behaves in a chic and calm manner, as if he has the true Tao. With a single cuff, he can accommodate the heaven, earth, sun and moon, turn the universe upside down, and the sun and moon mediate.
But in the next moment, his clothes were torn, and a book behind him that carried the power of the earth dimmed and was torn apart inch by inch.
The old man threw the scrolls of scripture into the fire and burned them.
Immortals and gods were all annihilated in the flames.
The graceful and graceful female fairy, with her phoenix crown and garland, is majestic to the world.
The Taoist priest wearing a crown behaves calmly and goes to death calmly.
at last.
Several Buddhas also sat in clasped hands and passed away. Behind them, all the Buddhist kingdoms collapsed and fell into the darkness, never to be reborn again to see the light of day. Countless creatures cried out and finally lost their voices.
Nezha, the Great God of Santan Haihui!
Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun Yang Jian!
Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal!
Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi!
Buddha of the West!
Each immortal and each god collapsed one after another. All traces, legends and great power were burned in the flames of civilization and completely annihilated in history.
"Burn, burn...burn everything!"
"The immortal path is rolling, the divine path is vast, everything is burned to death!"
"The great road has collapsed and the immortal way has ceased to exist. We are all born with mistakes. Under the general trend, no matter how amazing our talent is, no matter how talented we are, how can we stop it in the face of disaster?"
The old man's murmuring voice came.
His face became strange, as if he was crazy, but also seemed to be lamenting.
Countless scrolls fell into the fire, making the flame of civilization even brighter. I don't know how many immortals and gods were thrown into the flame and became firewood.
finally.
There were only a few scriptures left beside the old man.
The light they emitted was more dazzling, and the foundation they contained was more profound. Even when Chu Mo looked at them, he felt stinging and found it difficult to look straight at them.
boom!
As the two volumes of scripture fell into the fire, a figure appeared.
They were two Buddhas, with prayer flags appearing behind them and eight-treasure golden lotuses appearing on their sides. They could save the world and had unfathomable power, but they were gradually drowned by the licks of flames.
Another scripture fell down.
They are three Taoists.
A man with white hair and beard rode a green bull upside down, walked into the flames calmly, and suffered death calmly.
One person looked aloof and arrogant, even if he was unwilling to do anything, he could not do anything about it. Even though he was defeated, he still did not change his arrogance and was buried in the fire.
The last one pierced the sky with his green sword, showing his killing power, and finally died of exhaustion in the battle, turning into countless brilliance scattered.
…
last of the last.
He is an extremely majestic emperor.
He was sitting on the throne of Lingxiao. The hall was empty except for one person sitting on it. He felt countless loneliness and loneliness, and his expression was even more compassionate.
Above his head, countless black energy and death energy were entwined, shrouded in a calamity that others could not imagine.
The emperor didn't know how long he had endured, and he didn't know how terrible the fate he had endured. In the end, he could no longer hold on, and his body collapsed and disappeared.
And with his fall.
The throne collapsed and the great hall was reduced to rubble.
Looking further out, it can be seen that the huge heaven has collapsed, and all the peaceful singing and dancing and prosperity of the past no longer exist.
Even the broader Three Realms and Six Paths, all materials and concepts collapsed.
This is the end of civilization.
They were born in the hinterland of the insect swarm, and were buried in the hinterland of the insect swarm.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
The flame was still burning, but without the addition of firewood, it began to gradually dim, and it seemed that it would be extinguished soon.
Seeing the flames gradually extinguished, the old man was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head, his deep and sad eyes penetrated infinite space and time, and fell on Chu Mo again.
"We were wrong."
He spoke calmly.
But then, he said again: "Maybe... we are right."
"But if it's really wrong, so what?"
Finished.
He suddenly smiled, flicked his finger, and flicked a crystal light point to an unknown and distant place in the void. Watching the light point gradually go away until it was no longer seen, he straightened his clothes and walked into the flames calmly.
boom!
The flames surged again and engulfed the old man.
Perhaps the old man turned himself into too much firewood, so that the flame suddenly became fiercer and brighter than all the previous scriptures of the immortals and gods combined, so that it illuminated the surrounding darkness. It's brilliant.
And until this time.
Chu Mo was able to see clearly.
In the surrounding darkness, there were countless scarlet eyes.
Just being illuminated by the flames, they all seemed to be frightened and hid in the darkness.
Until much later.
The flames began to shrink gradually, and the old man's figure gradually disappeared, and those surrounding scarlet eyes came closer tentatively again.
Snap!
The flames were all extinguished, and darkness enveloped everything again.
The figures hiding in the darkness rushed forward like jackals, tigers and leopards, feasting on the embers of civilization.
That's when.
A sigh sounded faintly, and finally reached Chu Mo's ears.
"Even if you make the same mistake over and over again, even if you make the wrong mistake to the extreme, you may still have to survive and take the wrong path!"
"The immortal way is not dead, the myth will last forever!"
"All of this... has just begun!"
