Hearing this, Dieyue said: "So, he chose to destroy the old world with his own hands, and gave you the opportunity to create a new world, and also gave you the souls of all living beings in the three thousand worlds."
Su Zimo nodded.
Dieyue said: "At the beginning, your martial arts true body stayed with him in the Holy Ruins for tens of thousands of years. With his eyesight, everything about the martial arts true body should not be hidden from him."
"He didn't take action against the martial arts master, maybe it was because of that moment."
Mentioning this matter, Su Zimo sighed softly and said: "There is another reason why he did not take action against the martial arts master."
"This is also the scene that the martial arts master saw after he created the Taichu Universe and gained more powerful power."
"When the Holy King of Samsara mentioned the Holy King of Life in the Holy Ruins, he actually skipped an important piece of information."
"The blood and flesh of the Holy King of Life spilled out and transformed into human beings in three thousand worlds. However, the Holy King of Reincarnation did not mention the whereabouts of the soul of the Holy King of Life."
After cultivating to the level of the Holy King of Heaven, it is impossible for the soul to disappear without a trace.
Even Chaos Qinglian has been reincarnated several times.
Dieyue looked stunned and said: "You mean..."
Su Zimo nodded and said: "The birth of martial arts itself has always been a mystery. I once had doubts about why souls and self-will would be derived from just creating martial arts and condensing the fruits of martial arts."
"It wasn't until the original creation of martial arts that I learned that it was the soul of the Holy King of Life that gave martial arts life!"
The soul of the Holy King of Life cannot enter reincarnation.
She has been looking for her successor.
A person with great perseverance, great courage, great wisdom, fearlessness, and a big heart.
Only in this way can there be a glimmer of hope to change the three thousand worlds!
Until Huangwu establishes the way and spreads martial arts to the common people.
Martial arts is born!
And the Holy King of Life gave life to martial arts!
The Holy King of Samsara can see the shadow of the Holy King of Life in the body of the martial arts deity.
But the martial arts deity is not the Holy King of Life after all.
Therefore, at some point, the way the Holy King of Samsara looked at him would be a little weird.
Dieyue said: "In this way, when Chaos Qinglian and the Holy King of Life joined forces to break the three thousand worlds, their purpose was not only to injure the five Taishi Yuanlings."
"What's more important is to let the soul of the Holy King of Life break free through the broken Three Thousand Worlds. It is precisely because of this that an anomaly is created that jumps out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements."
Su Zimo said: "Only by gaining the power to escape from the three thousand worlds can it be possible to create a new world."
Dieyue said: "The Holy King of Reincarnation has naturally known the intention of the Holy King of Life for a long time, so he will give you the opportunity to create a new world."
"He trusts you so much because of the Holy King of Life."
When Su Zimo heard this, he shook his head and said, "Samsara trusts the Holy King of Life, but he may not trust me."
"Do you still remember what the Holy King of Samsara said to the Demon Lord before the destruction of the Three Thousand Worlds?"
Dieyue nodded.
Su Zimo said: "With the Demon Lord's cultivation, he cannot threaten the Holy King of Samsara at all. But at that time, the Holy King of Samsara said such words to him, which seemed a bit redundant."
"I think the words of the Holy King of Samsara may have been meant for me."
"People's hearts can change. He was worried that after I created the new world, I would become obsessed with the power and status of the Lord of All Spirits, the only one in the three realms, and lose myself. That's why he said those words to remind me."
Dieyue was silent.
Fortunately, Su Zimo finally made his choice.
After a moment, Dieyue said with a smile: "This is just your guess. I'm afraid only he knows what Samsara thinks."
"yes."
Su Zimo also smiled.
"Come on, it's time to leave."
Dieyue waved and said, "Everyone is waiting for you."
Su Zimo stepped forward, walked out of the house hand in hand with Dieyue.
When he came to the streets of Pingyang Town and looked at everything around him, Su Zimo suddenly fell into a trance.
These are all created by the martial arts master in the new three thousand worlds based on his memory. Most of them are familiar, but there are also some differences.
There was a rush of running sounds behind him, getting closer and closer.
"Come on, the storyteller is almost done!"
"Ah, I was busy and forgot. I don't know if it's too late."
A pair of boys and girls are running towards this side.
The voice sounded familiar.
Su Zimo looked sideways subconsciously.
The girl ran past the two of them, turned back inadvertently, and happened to meet Su Zimo's eyes.
Su Zimo and the girl were both slightly startled.
The girl stopped subconsciously and looked at Su Zimo with a trace of confusion in her eyes.
"Mengqi, what's wrong with you? It's too late if you wait any longer."
The young man tugged on her sleeve and urged her.
"oh oh."
The girl regained her composure and quickly ran away.
"What happened to you just now?"
The boy asked as he ran.
The girl shook her head and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I seem to have seen the man in green shirt somewhere."
"Why am I not impressed?"
The young man teased: "You didn't see it in your dream, did you?"
"snort!"
The girl snorted softly and said: "Don't tell me, I really had a dream before, and I joined the Immortal Sect!"
"cut!"
The young man was also disdainful and said: "What's the matter? I also dreamed of picking up stars with one hand and traveling across the world."
The girl felt a little disappointed for a moment and said: "But, my dream was not a good one."
Looking at the retreating figure of the young girl, Su Zimo smiled in relief.
The two walked side by side for a while, and saw a large-scale mansion not far away. A man and a woman stood at the door, looking at a toddler in front of them, their faces full of adoration.
"Brother..."
Seeing this man, Su Zimo's eyes were slightly red and he murmured softly.
The Su Hong in front of him no longer had the hideous scar across his cheek, and he had already married a wife and had children.
Su Hong seemed to be aware of it and looked towards Su Zimo.
Seeing Su Zimo and the other two, Su Hong nodded slightly, said hello, and then looked away, obviously not recognizing Su Zimo.
Although the master of martial arts pioneered the ancient world and evolved all living beings, not everyone's memories can be preserved after hundreds of millions of souls have experienced such changes and reincarnations.
"Brother has a new life, which is actually quite good. We'd better not disturb them."
Xiao Ning's voice came from behind.
Su Zimo nodded.
Su Hong endured too much pressure and pain in his life.
Not having those memories might be a relief for him.
Su Zimo looked back.
Next to Xiao Ning, there was Ye Ling.
A group of people are walking towards this side. They are all old friends, Monkey, Tiger, Lin Zhan, Fairy Linglong, Jihuo Daojun, Long Ran, Mingzhen, Taoyao, Nianqi, Beimingxue...
Yan Beichen walked hand in hand with a woman, it was Qin Pianran.
Everyone looked at Su Zimo, the smiles in their eyes getting stronger and stronger, and finally couldn't help it, and laughed loudly regardless of the eyes of others.
There is nothing more gratifying than seeing these old friends reunited and reunited.
Hearing the laughter, the Taoist storyteller just stood down from his wake, looked around, cupped his hands and said: "This story is over, see you all in the world."
"I missed a lot, I haven't heard it yet!"
Some people couldn't help but complain.
The Taoist priest threw down a thick old book and said, "Everything I said is in it. You can take it and read it."
After speaking, the Taoist priest pushed aside the crowd and ran towards Su Zimo and others.
Everyone came forward and picked up the old book. Someone shouted at the Taoist priest's back: "Hey! Storyteller, why doesn't this book have a name?"
The Taoist priest slapped his forehead.
This ancient book was originally a biography written by the storyteller of the previous generation of Xuanji Palace, because Huang Wu established the Tao and Bu Wu was born alone.
A storyteller of the previous generation once said that he did not write the name of this biography simply because I don’t know what your future achievements will be.
If I cannot complete this biography, I will have to rely on the next generation of storytellers.
When this biography reached Lin Xuanji, it has been recorded ever since, but the name of the biography is still blank.
The Taoist priest was in a hurry to get back with everyone and didn't bother to think about it. Then he said: "I don't know how to write it, so I'll leave it to you."
Everyone was slightly disappointed.
After listening to it for so long, it ended like this. Everyone always felt a little regretful and lost.
After walking a few steps, the Taoist priest stopped again, looked back at the people, and said, "However, before the Holy King of Wild Martial Arts in the book transformed into the way of heaven, he left a sentence in this world."
"No one in this world can live forever, and neither can I. The way of heaven reincarnates, and there are times of ups and downs. I hope that martial arts in the world will prosper, everyone will be like a dragon, chivalry will be immortal, and majesty will last forever!"
Some people felt excited when they heard it.
Some people already had tears in their eyes.
One person clenched his fist and said: "Martial arts has never been one person, but a group of people. It is a civilization, a belief, and a spirit of unyielding struggle and indomitable spirit! Even if the night falls, as long as the spirit of martial arts does not die, we will Become a fire that will one day light up the mountains and rivers!”
An old man sighed: "The Holy King of Desolate Martial Arts has become a supreme existence that surpasses all living beings and transcends the way of heaven. He can be said to be the only one in the three realms. But he did not miss it. Instead, he chose to establish reincarnation, open up the wilderness, rebuild order, and bring three thousand people to the world. The world has given back to all races of living beings, and it has given all living beings in the world the opportunity to be like dragons.
"I heard that the author of the book mentioned a hexagram before. What is the use of nine? Seeing a group of dragons without a leader is auspicious. Does this also imply this meaning?"
"After cultivating to that level, he is already the only one in the three realms. No one can challenge his status. However, it is the most rare thing to control one's heart and give up everything."
"The Wild Martial Saint King transformed into the Dao of Heaven, and his soul dissipated, but he left the most precious thing behind to inspire future generations and pass it on for generations to come. That is the eternal spirit of martial arts!"
"Storyteller!"
A child seemed to have thought of something, squeezed out of the crowd, and chased after him for several steps. He panted slightly, looked at the storyteller's retreating back and shouted: "Your book is called Eternal Holy King, okay?"
"OK."
The storyteller responded with a smile, turned his back to everyone, waved goodbye, walked side by side with those in front, and gradually disappeared at the end of the avenue...
Complete book.