Ming Jue looked at the sky and said, "There isn't much time left."
"It seems that Ye Chen is really immersed in the gentle land." Bai Zhi frowned, "A hundred years later, he will be lost forever."
Emperor Hades drank wine leisurely and looked sideways at Emperor Huang.
Di Huang was leisurely. There was no trace of worry in his eyes. Even though there were only a few days left, he still believed in Ye Chen.
It was another night filled with stars, and the flower forest was peaceful.
In the garden, Ye Chen sat on a stone chair, clasping his hands and looking at the stars. For a few moments, he was always dazed.
Perfect, everything is so perfect, so perfect that it’s like a dream, whatever your heart desires, you can achieve.
However, he is a person who has been punished by God! Hated by God.
The so-called heaven, it would be nice not to cause trouble with him, but how could it tolerate such a perfect life for a disobedient person.
Ye Chen smiled and laughed at himself, with a touch of sadness.
For nearly a hundred years, God was playing tricks on him. He was deceiving himself and others. He fell into the gentle land, unwilling to leave, greedy for enjoyment.
Too perfect is a flaw. He spent nearly a hundred years to prove this flaw, and the result... is very sad.
He finally understood that this was not his hometown, but still in the Six Paths.
The journey has been dusty, the journey has been painful, and he is too tired and tired. The hometown of human beings is so perfect that he cannot resist.
With a sad smile, he stood up and stood in front of the bamboo house.
Through the bamboo wall, he could see his wife and the children in their arms, deep in sleep, even their smiles were sweet.
How much he longed for everything to be real and not false.
A dream that lasts a hundred years is so beautiful. The memory is frozen in time, and the pictures are gathered into drops of sad tears.
In the blurred vision, those are just memories.
After all, he silently turned around and walked outside the forest to continue his journey, his tribulation, loneliness.
"Where are you going?" A voice called from behind.
In a row of bamboo houses, the doors were all open, and there stood a woman holding a child in her arms, looking at Ye Chen's back quietly.
"Go home." Ye Chen smiled, but did not turn around.
"This is your home!" The girls' eyes were filled with mist.
"The world... is not home." Ye Chen shook his head with a smile.
"If you let go of Chu Ling, you also have to let go of us...?"
"If I can let go of Chu Ling, I can also let go of this perfection." Ye Chen left, and only warm words slowly came back, "Even if it is an illusion, thank you for your company for these hundred years."
The girls cried, their eyes blurred with tears, and they called hysterically.
The perfection of the human world makes them sentimental and tearful.
However, Ye Chen did not stop, let alone look back.
As his back faded away, the color of this perfect world faded inch by inch, turning into a dark and scorched earth.
His last step crossed the beautiful dream and the cruel reality, and landed on the scorched earth, leaving a footprint.
"You, the younger generation, are really not that simple!" Emperor Ming couldn't help but smile, and the Great Emperor couldn't help but lament.
"He has surpassed me long ago and will be the most amazing ancient holy body, bar none." Di Huang smiled with a pleased expression.
"Facts have proved that the love disaster you created for him in the past was indeed just right." Emperor Hades sighed again.
Di Huang smiled, he had lost, and he would not let his descendants lose again.
Love Tribulation was directed for Ye Chen, specializing in the ways of the world.
If you can let go of Chu Ling'er, you can also let go of that perfection.
It's a pity that he didn't realize the true meaning back then and fell into sleep, unwilling to leave. Therefore, he failed miserably.
"The only thing left is the way of heaven. If you break through the way of heaven, you will pass." Ming Jue took a deep breath, "This journey is too difficult."
"Master, what is the test of heaven?" Bai Zhi looked at Dihuang curiously, "Which one will be more terrifying?"
"I don't know either." Di Huang shook his head. This is the truth. In the past, he was defeated in the human realm and was not qualified to enter the heavenly realm. Only those who have seen the sufferings in the heavenly realm will know.
Hearing this, Bai Zhi looked at Emperor Ming again, and Emperor Ming also shook his head.
Helpless, she had no choice but to look at the water curtain. Ye Chen was still walking on the dark and scorched earth, defying the years and taking one step at a time.
Ye Chen was also thinking about what kind of ordeal the final destiny would be.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation are getting worse one after another, ranking the Heavenly Path at the bottom. Even if you think about it with your buttocks, it must be extremely terrifying.
But he has no way out. He has passed five of the six reincarnation gates, and he has to pass through them even if he dies, and he has to die in his hometown.
The years have become extremely long again, and the dark scorched earth has become his only companion, spending endless time with him.
Day by day, year by year, the years began to carve traces on him, and each trace was filled with vicissitudes of life.
At some point, he stopped, gently closed his eyes, and breathed in deeply. There was a breath that seemed to be invisible.
That breath comes from the human world and has the smell of home.
In other words, he is very close to his hometown. In other words, he is also very close to Tiandaoguan and is about to arrive.
Sure enough, ten years later, he saw a pass that spanned countless miles from east to west. It was towering, majestic, and magnificent, much larger than the previous five passes.
The word "Tiandao" can be seen from a long distance away. It is bloody, dazzling and shocking.
He reached it, and the last hurdle of the six paths was in front of him.
His pace couldn't help but quicken. He was not in a hurry to find his wife, but in a hurry to return to his hometown. He was so excited that he wanted to cry.
It has been nine hundred years. He has been walking in the six realms of reincarnation for nine hundred years. His longing for his hometown has been engraved in his soul.
Tiandaoguan is a vast and boundless world.
This world is terrifyingly calm. There are no mountains, no vegetation, and no living creatures. There is only endless water, as clear as a mirror.
Ye Chen frowned, walked slowly on the water, and looked around.
As I was walking, I saw water columns protruding from the water surface, and human figures gathered there.
That person was born exactly like him. Regardless of his level of cultivation or the origin of the Tao, he was the same as him.
In other words, he is another Ye Chen. The difference is that he is dressed in black, has a dull expression, and has empty eyes.
"Copy without distinction." Ye Chen muttered to himself.
Here, he couldn't help but recall Da Chu's Wuwu Daze, and he also had another self, everything was exactly the same.
"I should understand." Ye Chen's eyes glowed with light.
He is Ye Chen, and the other one is the way of heaven, his own way of heaven. Fighting against the way of heaven is also fighting against himself.
If you want to pass this heavenly barrier, you need to defeat your other self.
Ye Chen's frown deepened. In the past years at Wuwu Daze, he had defeated himself and confused reality and illusion.
After that battle, he fell into a state of confusion. For three years, because of Liu Ruyan's death, he was lucky enough to regain the path of chaos.
Today, this moment is so similar to that of the past. He still needs to communicate between reality and illusion, otherwise he will never be able to defeat his other self.
If this method is not done well, it will lead to confusion again.
However, he had no choice. He would rather live in ignorance than die.
As long as he returns home, everything will be easy to handle. Donghuang Taixin may have a way, as well as the Nine Emperors of Chu, the Nine Divine Generals, and the Sword God, who will surely wake him up from his confusion.
But if you die, you are really dead, completely gone, and even the small hope will turn into despair.
"How can we break through the situation of Heavenly Law against another self?"
Ming Jue and Bai Zhi both scratched their heads and looked at Di Huang and Ming Di.
Emperor Ming and Emperor Huang frowned for the first time, their expressions ugly, and the Supreme also found it difficult. This situation... is indeed difficult to break.
If it is them, there are many methods, which involve imperial immortal arts and violate the laws, which are enough to defeat the other self.
But Ye Chen is different! He is just a saint, no matter how he goes against the law, he replicates without distinction. He is changing, and the other person is also changing. This is an endless cycle with no solution.
"After five of the six reincarnations, it would be nonsense if you failed in the last one." Ming Jue took a deep breath.