Pangu created reincarnation just for the sake of human race and to stop the war.
However, even as a great master, He probably did not expect that people in later generations would gradually regard reincarnation as normal, and even believe that the person after the reincarnation of the same soul is still the original self. The unfulfilled wishes in this life can be completed in the next life.
But has there ever been any real "afterlife"
Especially for mortals.
I have lived a mediocre life, but I comfort myself with reincarnation, saying that everything is in the next life. My incompetence and inaction in this life are not my fault, but the cause and effect left by my previous life. What I am experiencing now is my destiny.
How ridiculous and sad!
But when you see that everyone in the world is like this and the world is full of mediocre fools, you cannot realize how ridiculous and sad it is.
What you know and see become a cage that imprisons your thoughts.
If everything goes smoothly, without experiencing the world and without coming into conflict with the world in which one lives, one will never be able to realize the absurdity of certain existences and the loneliness and pain of the sober ones.
After all, Jianchou still doesn't like this cycle of reincarnation.
Long before she decided to go to the Shangxu Fairyland, she had already entrusted all subsequent matters to Zhang Tang.
Destroying the cycle of reincarnation is the most important thing.
It was a strong shock that reverberated throughout the universe, and any living being with consciousness could clearly feel it. It was as if countless threads had snapped in midair, and a giant net that was vast enough to cover the entire universe had disappeared in an instant!
But unlike Jianchou's almost cold calmness, most of the saints from Shangxu were extremely puzzled when they sensed it. At first, they thought that something unexpected had happened in the Yuanshi Realm, but when they noticed the calmness on Jianchou's face, they were already awed!
It's not an accident at all!
The final cycle in this universe is that she must be destroyed!
Some people wanted to stand up and question, but they didn't dare to.
Everyone saw how decisively Jianchou killed people just now, and no one dared to say that they could get away with it if they stood up to question him.
The Green Leaf Ancestor sighed again.
She didn't have to be so obvious.
Even at this moment, he pretended to be surprised and inferred that the six reincarnations in the Primordial Realm were the work of gods. This might not be impossible. After all, this group of gods had destroyed the reincarnations in other places in the lower world in the past thousands of years, so it would not hurt to "add" one more.
But she admitted it openly.
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It should be understood that people in this world are more likely to accept that the cycle of reincarnation is destroyed by foreign races such as gods, and are unwilling to tolerate that the cycle of reincarnation is destroyed by monks of the same race.
But Jianchou really doesn't care about all this anymore.
Or perhaps, this was the result she wanted.
At the moment when the cycle of reincarnation collapsed, she did not look at the expressions of others, nor did she care what they were thinking. She just raised her hand lightly and swept all the other irrelevant people out of the wasteland, then turned to look at Xie Buchen.
In the void, the half-inch of burnt incense ash turned pale and fell to the ground!
At this moment, the last wisp of incense thread also sank into Xie Buchen's furrowed brows and Pangu's deep purple soul!
Then a ball of deep purple actually flew out from the huge head!
It was like a purple rainbow coming from the sky, heading towards Xie Buchen's forehead with an overwhelming and irresistible force!
And Xie Buchen also opened his eyes at this moment!
As early as when Jianchou confronted the Nine-headed Bird, he had stopped struggling and trying to escape, and instead sat down cross-legged with his eyes closed.
The blood-stained robe had become somewhat dishevelled.
But when he sat cross-legged, his back was straight, his slender fingers rested on his knees, and his dominant left hand gently pressed the ink ruler, as if he was meditating and regulating his breathing.
However, at the moment when the incense ash fell to the ground and he opened his eyes, it felt like a ferocious beast lurking in the darkness finally attacked!
There is cold madness in his eyes!
At the same time as Pangu's soul was pressing down on him, his body suddenly rose up and shot towards Pangu's soul like lightning!
The state of mind and perception of the previous nine lives were all hidden in the unique blood and effort of the nine-headed bird. At the moment it was ignited, it flowed into Xie Buchen's soul like a rushing river.
When the incense burned out, his cultivation had reached the peak of his life.
But he would never accept being killed!
His previous calmness and dormancy were only for the purpose of risking his life at this moment: he actually wanted to counterattack and fight with Pangu before he devoured him!
Losing is the same as being swallowed, and it is nothing more than death; but if you win, you can fight for a chance of survival!
Who would want to die if they could live
Especially Xie Buchen at this moment.
Although his actions and choices were unusually indifferent, in Jianchou's eyes, he felt that this was the real him.
A person who can lie dormant in the extreme realm for nine lifetimes and secretly comprehend the heaven and earth and defy the heavens!
There is no cold or heat, no day or night in the City of the Dead. There is only the time that keeps flowing and the memories that gradually accumulate.
She really couldn't imagine Xie Buchen's mood at the moment.
I am not loyal by nature, so how can I be a chess piece
She admired him for being able to remain absolutely calm in such a desperate situation just now, and also respected him for choosing to face the devouring of Pangu's soul head-on, instead of giving up dejectedly and waiting for the butcher's knife to fall on his neck.
He wants to create a possibility out of this impossibility!
With a loud bang, the extremely fast collision created ripples in the void, and the sound it made was like rolling thunder.
A fierce look flashed across Xie Buchen's eyes!
The ink ruler held in the left palm turned into an afterimage and hit Pangu's soul, but it shattered and scattered the moment it came into contact with the purple light, and was actually pulled into countless thin black lines, which suddenly swallowed forward and wrapped and bound the huge purple soul!
Each black line is formed by the rules of this universe, big and small, including life and death, ebb and flow. Although they are not actual existences, they are the greatest restrictions on all existences in the universe.
Even Pangu's soul cannot escape at this moment!
“Crack, crack…”
The regular black lines tightened, and in an instant the originally huge ball was squeezed into an extremely small purple light spot!
It's as fine as a mosquito, but the aura it emits seems to encompass the entire universe!
The strings of rules can bind it, but cannot stop its castration.
What's more, Xie Buchen didn't want to stop it from being castrated.
Then, I saw this extremely tiny purple light drawing a thin line in the void, and then like a drop of rain, it fell into his forehead!
The ancestral orifice is where the cultivator's soul resides.
As soon as the purple light sank in, it was like a drop of ink entering the water, spreading wildly towards every corner of Xie Buchen's spiritual platform, suppressing his own soul!
And that aura that permeated the heavens and the earth also enveloped him at this moment.
At this moment, he looked at Jianchou in the void!
The moment their eyes met, the vast desolate area split into two!
Jianchou actually saw two people and two kinds of eyes in this one glance: one was eternal and silent, witnessing the sea turning into mulberry fields and the mountain peak turning into the abyss; the other was forbearing and crazy, like a cicada that had been dormant underground for seventeen years, or a falcon flapping its wings and flying alone in the wind and snow!
In a flash, he was already in front of Jianchou!
There was a struggle between the mind and the soul, but the actions did not fall behind at all—
No matter what, kill Jianchou first!
Xie Buchen was too clear-headed. In this desperate situation with no way out, all he could do was to go for it!
He took the initiative and confronted Pangu's soul, binding it with all the rules he had learned, in order to temporarily limit the power of Pangu's soul and make his soul, which had accepted the insights of the nine lifetimes' state of mind, at least remain at the same level as Pangu's.
But Jianchou had previously openly said the three words "kill Pangu"!
This proves that she will become his and Pangu's common enemy!
So even if his soul and spirit have not yet merged, and even the winner has not yet been decided, he can, at this special moment when she is about to perish but not yet destroyed, combine his own power with that of Pangu, strike Jianchou with one blow, and take her life first!
Only by killing her first can he cut off his last and only concern in this world, allowing his state of mind to be completely perfect, so as to obtain the last straw that will devour Pangu!
This is his only chance.
It is also his last chance!
But at this moment, what he saw in Jianchou's eyes was complete clarity. There was neither unexpected fear nor panic in the face of a life-and-death crisis. Instead, there was only a look of deep compassion that could penetrate into the heart of a person...
Also, a slight sadness!
The past nine lives have turned to ashes, and he is not subject to any cause and effect, but the sorrow in this life is an accident caused by him.
They understand each other.
No matter how profound the plan is, there is no need for too many words between them, because they see it too clearly.
If we ignore each other's positions and hatred, we will be true friends.
Even more, fellow travelers!
Too many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, he was even puzzled as to how Jianchou could have set up this situation, but none of them were as fast as the attack he condensed!
His body is like a blue bird, and his spirit is lofty and clear!
When he raised his hand, it was as if he was holding up the galaxy in the darkness, shaking off a sky of dark stars, and myriad stars were trembling at his bent fingertips. Then, new ink condensed into black lines, and then melted into an ink ruler that was exactly the same as the previous one!
The only difference is the extinction brought by this ink ruler!
If the previous Mo Gui ruler was what Xie Buchen gained through his own comprehension by chance, then the Mo Gui ruler at this moment was the scepter that he and Pangu used to measure the heaven and earth and control the universe!
When the ruler rises, a cold wind blows.
The wind blew out from the blunt edge of the Mo Gui ruler like a sharp blade, splitting the wasteland beneath their feet and tearing it into pieces!
It is the fragments of the desolate land, the body of Pangu, and the regular ink lines that cover the sky!
Surging like a tide, violent like a tornado!
Rising from all directions, the moment the ink ruler in Xie Buchen's hand slashed towards Jianchou, it rushed towards Jianchou like a torrent!
Xie Buchen at this moment is the strongest Xie Buchen; Pangu at this moment is still the immortal Pangu who split the origin of the universe!
How can one kill an immortal being
The answer is: putting aside all the impossibilities, the one that remains must be possible!
Jianchou stood there and didn't move an inch.
At the moment when the torrent was rolling towards her and the ink ruler was slashing at her, she raised her eyes, and what she cast was not just one glance, but thousands and millions of glances!
When the sword is raised, it seems like thousands of shadows.
It looked like they were holding swords, but to the people in the distance who had long been excluded from the battle circle, it seemed that each shadow was holding a different weapon and had a different posture!
It is totally impossible to tell, at this moment, whether it is just one sorrow or all sorrows!
The torrent rushed towards her in an instant, and the ink ruler chopped down almost at the same time!
Countless shadows overlapping in Jianchou's body were cut off. Some of them directly dissipated between heaven and earth and turned into chaos again. Some became a bloody mess and became part of the torrent. The few that were intact fell from Jianchou's body, from the void, and fell onto the dim stars in the endless galaxy below!
Piled into mountains of corpses!
Flowing into a sea of blood!
Everyone looked carefully and saw that every corpse was Jianchou's. They were all Jianchou who died from Xie Buchen's attack!
Only the last shadow is left!
Xie Buchen's ruler cut through the void and was about to reach her forehead at this moment, destroying her completely.
But only then did she notice that the gap in her hand had disappeared!
Instead, there was an ordinary sword that frightened him!
How is that possible
There was a sudden explosion in my mind!
Xie Buchen clearly remembered that before he ascended to heaven, he placed this sword into the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple. There was no way that Jianchou, who had already ascended to heaven, could get it!
"In fact, the last two lines of the River Map originally had words on them..."
A whisper, wanting him to die knowingly.
The moment Xie Buchen saw the sword, Jianchou had already stabbed it directly into his chest, so easily and effortlessly, without even encountering any resistance!
Because something in the sword is actually a part of him!
What a twist of fate!
The two of them can certainly be regarded as bosom friends, but unfortunately they have the same ideals but different skills, and the world is unpredictable. Ultimately, only one person can control his own destiny!
The other was destined to martyrdom.
The three-foot green peak is as bright as autumn water.
Jianchou's fingers were slender and white, but seemed to be stained with the coldness of the old misty rain. She looked at her almost indifferently, and all the tenderness and confrontation in the past quietly dissipated at this moment.
Is she affectionate or heartless
It turned out that the sword tip penetrating the chest was so cold, like a piece of solid ice, making people shiver.
The blood-red was mixed with purple, soaking the lapels.
Something that he had not seen for a long time quietly crawled back into his body along the blade and the cold.
Jianchou suddenly drew his sword, and blood splattered instantly!
Xie Buchen opened his mouth, but his voice was drowned out by the strong wind.
He stretched out his hand with all his strength, trying to grab something, but all he caught was a fluttering piece of clothing, which slipped through his palm in the blink of an eye.
It was just like when he raised his sword to Jianchou, and she fell in a pool of blood and stretched out her hands, unable to grab the corner of his clothes...
Everything is empty.
He couldn't control himself and fell down!
At this moment, Jianchou caught his eye, and an inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart, and a tear finally fell from his eyes: "There are not many roads to Pengshan! Saint Lord, take care..."