Jianchou fell on a broken piece of wasteland, quietly watching the dark world below. After an unknown amount of time, he finally felt a surge of power filling the chaotic turbulence of the Primordial Realm.
All the turbulence and disorder gradually ceased.
It was the scoop of original power that Pangu had split off and it returned.
The turbulence gradually dwindled and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. The scar that had originally spanned the universe was finally healed.
There was no need to bother to see Xie Buchen's ending, nor to look for Pangu's trace. At this moment, the completely evolved universe had given her the answer she wanted.
Xie Buchen, after all, was still the Xie Buchen she knew.
Just standing on this empty height and looking down, she didn't feel very happy.
Jianchou was still holding the ordinary sword in his hand. At this moment, he just sat down slowly and placed it beside him.
She got this from the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple.
After peeping into Xie Buchen's dream, she told another her that it would be easy to return to the Primordial Realm to get it.
The wasteland no longer exists.
The gods and immortals from Shangxu were all watching from a distance with unclear eyes, not quite understanding, and could not guess what the female cultivator was thinking.
Only the Green Leaf Ancestor walked up.
But it didn't disturb Jianchou.
She simply took out from her sleeve the scroll of the Nine-Bend River Map that she had "borrowed" from Xie Buchen before, and gently placed it next to the ordinary sword.
Jianchou turned around and looked at her.
She stared back at her.
But at this moment no one spoke, and no words were needed.
The Green Leaf Ancestor turned around and left, and Jianchou was still sitting there for a long, long time, until Fu Chaosheng walked towards her.
"Is he dead?"
He actually knew the answer vaguely, but for some reason, he still asked.
But after asking, I felt a little annoyed.
Jianchou didn't need to look back to know that it was him who came, and he didn't need to ask to know who he was asking about, so he just nodded.
Fu Chaosheng knew about the grudges between Jianchou and him, so he couldn't help but sigh, "Back then in the Snow Region, I couldn't see anything about him with my eyes. I could only see that the incense stick was made with the hard work of Jiutou. Now I think that Jiutou covered it up for him."
"Nothing special." Jianchou's face was calm, he only remembered the day when they discussed Taoism and drank wine on Xuanji Star, and also remembered Yueying's miraculous ability to pick stars with his hands and the moon without a shadow when he appeared. He only said, "Nine-headed bird Yueying, the old man of dreams Tianmu, is good at weaving dreams. Even when I was face to face with him that day, I didn't see any clues, and I only saw the clues in my dream later."
"I thought you knew everything..."
But from what she said, it seemed not to be the case.
Fu Chaosheng was a little stunned.
Jianchou laughed, but with a hint of self-mockery: "Only when you are in harmony with the world can you know a possibility. If you don't see it, you won't worry. If you see it too much, you will worry too much. Although I have chosen this path, I am also afraid of knowing everything. I just hope it will come later, later, or even better, not at all. When I first entered Shangxu, I didn't know that much. The plan still depends on my wisdom. Until just now..."
Integrating all things into one, one becomes omniscient.
Without this, there would be no way to find a way to defeat the enemy, no way to kill the ancestor god formed by thousands of thoughts, and no way to survive Xie Buchen's final attack and send seven parts of his soul back to his body.
But at this moment, she was the only one left in this universe.
Because all the others she had died under that black ruler.
Only all her memories remained in her mind. But there were no more possibilities, only the one in front of her.
Fu Chaosheng felt heavy in his heart. He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, sat next to her, and asked again: "What are the last two lines of the river map?"
"It was Pangu who first entered this world and took the origin, causing the universe to form chaotic turbulence." When she broke through the Shitian Creation Array from the Eighteen Layers of Hell and returned to the Nineteen Continents, she had passed through this turbulence and slept for sixty years. At that time, she did not understand the mystery until she understood the last two sentences of the River Map. "Xie Buchen is a person who thinks ten steps ahead, but it's a pity that the last two lines of the River Map have no causal connection with the previous ones. Even if he is extremely smart, he may not be able to see the clues. Baji Daozun has been studying the River Map for many years, but he has not been able to solve the mystery. He may not understand the last two lines, so there is no need to worry."
Fu Chaosheng frowned after hearing this: "Is this chaotic turbulence thing two lines or one line?"
He is still very sharp.
The matter of chaos and turbulence indeed only occupies one line.
She raised her hand and picked up the Nine-Bend River Map that Green Leaf Ancestor had just put down, and slowly unfolded it. The last two lines were still blank.
But when she reached out to wipe it away, two lines of ancient dark gold characters appeared.
Then she handed the River Map to Fu Chaosheng.
Fu Chaosheng hesitated for a moment before taking it and looking at it.
I don’t know if it’s because Pangu has died now, but this Nine-Bend River Map is not like the Book of Life and Death that was imprinted with his hand, but just like an ordinary scroll.
He can recognize ancient characters.
At this moment, I put my mind to it and realized it. I couldn't believe it for a moment: "How is it possible..."
The last line on the scroll read:
Later generations, guard against the Nine-Headed and kill Pangu!
Others might not be able to feel it, but Fu Chaosheng had opened the Book of Life and Death in the past, and had even come into contact with the Long Night Scroll. Although he failed to borrow Qu Zhengfeng's River Map back then, now that he held the scroll in his palm, he could clearly feel that the River Map, the Book of Life and Death, and the Long Night Scroll all came from the same source!
In other words, this River Map was originally made by Pangu himself!
How could He instruct later generations to guard against the Nine-headed Bird and ask others to kill Him
Fu Chaosheng just found it extremely confusing.
It can be seen that I can understand a thing or two about sorrow.
She sighed softly and said, "Even though the world sees him as a god, he is still just a mortal. A single thought can create reincarnation, and a single thought can also lead to a desire to save him. Although he is asleep, there are many people who want him to wake up. If I were him, I would also write this down when I wake up after gaining the faith of the whole clan. It's just that it's our instinct to love life and fear death. The moment we are closest to death is also the moment we fear death the most. After writing all this down, how his state of mind has changed, no one knows."
Most living things in this world are complex, sometimes wavering, sometimes contradictory, sometimes doing good and sometimes doing evil.
No one is perfect.
Pangu is no exception.
She is no exception.
Fu Chaosheng roughly understood what he heard, and put down the river map. He glanced at the ordinary sword placed beside her, curled his lips, and said sullenly: "But I'm still unhappy. You asked me to come over, and I came; but when I asked you if you would stop lying to me, you still didn't answer."
"But I couldn't be considered to have lied to you at the beginning." Jianchou's face remained calm, as if she had heard the same question once before, and had given the same answer once before. Now she was just repeating, "I lied to myself."
"Why is that?"
Even though he had already figured it out, Fu Chaosheng still didn't understand what Jianchou meant.
But Jianchou did not answer, but just looked at him and smiled.
Fu Chaosheng suddenly felt that he didn't know where to look. His mouth was inexplicably dry and he seemed to want to say something, but every time he was about to open his mouth, he closed his mouth.
Then, I suddenly realized something.
He suppressed the throbbing emotion and it never came up again.
Looking at her at this moment, he only remembered what she had just said, and slowly asked: "Do you know what I want to say or do, or do you know what I will say or do?"
From beginning to end, no matter what he said or asked, she was too calm, and her eyes were as still as a pool of stagnant water.
He forgot.
He was the only one who didn't know what would happen in the future; but Jianchou knew clearly everything that would happen to her next.
As expected, Jianchou did not answer him, which was tantamount to his consent.
Fu Chaosheng suddenly felt that he was being oppressed and couldn't breathe. Because at this moment, it was really hard for him to imagine a life with only one possibility left, and he couldn't imagine how a person would face it if he knew everything he would experience in the future.
I don’t know why, but the more I think about it, the angrier I get.
He clenched his hands at his side, thinking that since she knew everything, he could just kiss her. He quickly moved closer at this moment.
The corners of the lips touched the corners of the lips.
Although he looked calm on the outside, he was actually very nervous.
When he stepped back, there was nothing unusual on his face, but his ears were slightly red.
Jianchou smiled slightly with the corners of his lips curved, but didn't mind.
Fu Chaosheng's expression gradually became solemn again, and he sat beside her, just like the first time long, long ago when they sat beside the small stone pond on Dengtian Island.
He finally asked the question he was most afraid to ask.
"Are we together?"
Jianchou asked him back: "Do you really want to know?"
Therefore, Fu Chaosheng could no longer say any of the thousands of words he wanted to say.
Because this answer only made sense to him, but to Jianchou, it was meaningless.
When countless fires of heart gathered into one drop, the future had already lost its color.
He pursed his lips, and a bit of evil hostility flashed in his clear dark blue eyes. He stood up and walked towards the dark void in front of him.
At this moment, Jianchou was actually stunned for a moment.
Subconsciously, she asked, "Where are we going?"
However, as soon as she said these three words, she was suddenly stunned: How could she ask such a question? And she didn't know what kind of answer this question would get...
Fu Chaosheng did not look back, but stopped walking. He only lowered his eyes and answered: "I was born only to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the mayfly clan. Now Pangu is dead, reincarnation is gone, and I don't know what to do next. Although I have existed in the world for hundreds of years, it seems that living is just a vassal of my long-cherished wish. Apart from you, I am only curious about where Pangu came from and why he migrated. I want to know if there are other existences outside this universe..."
Perhaps the place where Pangu came from has collapsed.
Maybe there is nothing out there.
Or perhaps, he will disappear the moment he steps out of this universe.
But all this was what he was curious about at the moment.
After Fu Chaosheng finished speaking, he wanted to leave, but he couldn't resist the last bit of impulse. He turned around and stared at her, saying to her: "Since you already know everything that will happen in the future, and there is only one possibility left in my future life, then no matter what I do at this moment, it is your predetermined possibility. I am not happy, but I always feel that my old friend will come to find me."
"… "
No, that's not right.
She didn't know this sentence either!
Jianchou looked at him with an almost surprised and puzzled look, his brows slightly furrowed, but he kept searching his memory for the reason.
After a flash of lightning, what remained in her mind was a tomb with the words "Tomb of Sorrow" engraved on it on that nameless desolate planet!
So at this moment, she couldn't help but laugh.
Fu Chaosheng didn't understand what she was laughing at. Was she laughing at him for being so easy to please
He said nothing, just looked at her.
Jianchou then slowly stopped laughing and replied, "Not yet."
There are always things to deal with.
Fu Chaosheng wanted to explode immediately.
But after these three words rolled around in his mind and on his tongue, he realized belatedly that this was not a rejection.
I couldn't help but curl my lips.
He did not try to hide his happiness, and simply said, "Then I'll wait for my old friend to come find me."
After saying this, he turned around again.
But the relaxed expression he had previously had slowly faded.
The universe seems boundless, but it actually has boundaries.
Every word he just said to Jianchou was serious.
People always need meaning to live in this world. In the past, exploring the truth of reincarnation was the meaning of his existence, but now, he must find a new meaning for himself.
Beyond seeing sorrow.
And the possible world outside has infinite appeal to everyone.
Fu Chaosheng did not take another step towards the gods. He just stepped into the thick darkness around him.
Jianchou sat on the floating fragment of the wasteland and looked at it.
I felt a little sad for a moment.
At this moment, she just lowered her eyes, and gently spread out her slender fingers. The drop of heart fire appeared at her fingertips and was gently flicked by her.
A weak spark of fire splashed into the boundless darkness.
But it was not swallowed.
On the contrary, at this moment, it ignited the entire silent universe!
From near to far, with Jianchou's current location as the center, the stars that had previously been extinguished under the coverage of the gods, burned up one after another, forming a dazzling galaxy!
Like brilliant lights.
Illuminating the universe.
It also illuminates the distance, Fu Chaosheng's path to the edge of the universe...