After the voice settled, the coffin lid suddenly became loose.
The coffin lid slowly opened, and a blue energy light rushed towards him from inside the coffin. The light was so strong that Ning Tao couldn't see anything inside the coffin even from a very close distance.
But he was not in a hurry for this little time, and he knew in his heart that at worst, there would be an identical version of himself lying in the coffin.
Then it is up to him to decide whether to keep it or burn it. What can this voice do to him
Ideas are always beautiful.
The coffin lid was fully opened, Ning Tao's eyesight adjusted to the strong blue light, and he finally saw the scene inside the coffin.
But he was stunned on the spot.
There was nothing in the coffin, no body exactly like his, and no burial objects. It was just an empty coffin.
The voice never appeared again.
Ning Tao was a little confused.
The sense of ceremony was so strong just now, and he answered all questions and was very cooperative. But after working for a long time, he actually showed him an empty coffin. This is not how you play tricks on people, right
Ning Tao waited for a while but there was still no response, and there was no change on his body. He felt depressed: "Didn't you say that I would start a new era? There has been no movement for a long time, so you should open it."
No one responded.
There was no movement either.
Ning Tao looked at the empty coffin, and suddenly thought of the sound he heard just now.
"Once you enter the sarcophagus, you will break away from your past. Can you do it?"
"Once you enter the sarcophagus, you will shed your mortal body and become a human god. Can you protect humans and never leave them?"
"Once you enter this sarcophagus, there will be nothing in the sky to cover your eyes, and there will be no earth in this earth to bury you. Humankind's belief is that man can conquer heaven, and my fate is determined by me and not by heaven. Can you lead mankind to fight against this sky?"
Three sentences, each beginning with a coffin.
"Once in the sarcophagus, once in the sarcophagus... Do you want me to lie in it?" Ning Tao thought in his heart.
Thinking of this, Ning Tao gave up and climbed onto the blue crystal coffin, then jumped into the coffin and lay down.
It was also an extremely strange thing. As soon as he lay down, the coffin lid that he pushed open suddenly moved sideways and closed it with a snap. He was startled and hurriedly reached out to push the coffin lid. But the coffin lid pressed firmly against the coffin box, and it felt like a mountain was pressing on it. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all.
He kicked the coffin box hard with his feet, but the coffin box didn't move at all.
Suddenly, a blue energy stream emerged from the bottom of the coffin, rising quickly like water, and in a blink of an eye it reached Ning Tao's nose.
The fear of death swept over me.
Ning Tao's heart was full of unwillingness. He stood out from hundreds of millions of seeds and finally got this chance of rebirth, but he did not expect such a result.
Lying in a coffin and being drowned, if he had known this outcome, he would have given this opportunity to all the seeds without hesitation. He doesn't care at all if anyone wants to take it.
"Am I going to die here?" This thought came to Ning Tao's mind, and then a flood of negative emotions such as unwillingness, fear, anxiety, etc. flooded into his heart, torturing him and making him suffer.
The blue energy flooded his nose in an instant, and he held his breath subconsciously, but then he realized that it was not water. He could still breathe normally in the blue energy. After discovering this situation, he simply put his head down and lay completely on the bottom of the coffin.
Blue energy flowed like water in front of his eyes, and he didn't know where they came from or what they were going to do.
In the midst of confusion, the voice appeared again.
"Let it go, all illusions are suffering."
lay down
Put something down
Ning Tao was confused, but the voice didn't give any hint and kept repeating the same sentence.
"Let it go, all illusions are suffering."
phantom…
Ning Tao suddenly understood something, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Even after he was reborn and came to this Tiandao base, he still had not let go of the women he had loved in his heart. Until just now, just when he thought he would die here, familiar faces still flashed through his mind like sparks of electricity.
Qing Zhui, Bai Jing, Jiang Hao, Lin Qingyu, Tang Zixian, Immortal Fire Phoenix, Xi'er, Fox Queen, Ashibo, Shimu Runhua...
And his children, Ning Long, Ning Wushen, Ning Hu, Ning Xianer...
These are his closest relatives, how can he just let them go
And everything in front of him, he wanted to solve the mystery of everything. In order to achieve this goal, he had already sacrificed too much. If this is described as climbing a mountain, then he is only one step away from reaching the top of the mountain. Is this something he can let go of if he wants to
"Let it go, all illusions are suffering." The voice appeared again, and it still had the familiar feeling of a fruit-selling trumpet.
I've already recorded it.
I just repeated it over and over again.
Don't you listen
Then I'll say it again.
"Let it go, all illusions are suffering."
I don’t know how many times I heard it, but when the blue energy in the coffin filled the coffin, Ning Tao suddenly calmed down.
Now, he can accept no matter what the outcome is.
He could accept it by retiring from his mortal body and becoming a god.
He could accept being trapped in this coffin, his flesh and blood decomposing, leaving only white bones.
Along the way, he has been burdened with too many attachments and too many love debts that he has been unable to let go of. Now it seems that it is time to let them go.
What if I don’t let go
He could no longer return to the virtual universe he dominated to be with the one he loved.
He is determined to find the root of everything and unravel all the mysteries, but now it seems that there may not be any root at all.
Once, he thought that the Eye of Heaven was the source, but was it
Once, he thought that the seed world was the root, but was it
Once, he thought that the apple tree was the root, but was it
There is no source. Maybe there is still a sacred mountain at the end of the sky. There is also a rune space above the sacred mountain. There is also a sky eye in the rune space. After the sky eye, there is another seed space with billions of seeds. Compete, fight for a new chance...
Repeated over and over, ad infinitum.
In such a situation, what can we do if we don’t let go
"Let it go, all illusions are suffering."
The trumpet continues to repeat.
If you still don't listen.
I'll talk until you vomit.
"I've put it down, so don't read it anymore," Ning Tao said.
As soon as he said these words, the blue energy in the coffin suddenly poured into his mouth and nose. The scene was like several streams of water pouring into his body.
Ning Tao felt that his body was filled instantly, but blue energy continued to pour into his body.
"Ah—" Ning Tao screamed.
Indescribable pain, death is not worth mentioning in front of it.
His internal organs were burst, reduced to extremely small pieces, and then rebuilt.
His bones were broken and turned into extremely small pieces
The debris is then rebuilt.
How to endure such pain
Soon, everything stopped.
Ning Tao breathed a long sigh of relief, and the painful feeling disappeared, replaced by peace and a sense of relaxation after fatigue.
The blue energy in the coffin disappeared, leaving only a small, empty space and Ning Tao lying in the coffin.
All that blue energy was absorbed by his body.
After reconstruction, he was more balanced and well-proportioned, his skin turned blue, and every cell was filled with blue energy.
"I'm like this now. I don't know what Mingzhu's reaction will be when she sees me." Ning Tao said secretly in his heart.
But at this moment, blue energy suddenly poured into the coffin. The scene was like a stream pouring water into this small coffin, submerging Ning Tao in the blink of an eye.
"Isn't it over already? Why is it here again?" Ning Tao suddenly became nervous.
He absolutely did not want to experience the pain he had experienced before again.
But what was happening in front of him was obviously not something he could decide.
After the blue energy filled the inside of the coffin, at that moment, Ning Tao suddenly felt as if there were countless bugs in his head, and those bugs were gnawing at his brain cells crazily.
"Ah-" Ning Tao let out another scream.
The pain he was experiencing now was actually more intense and unbearable than the pain he had just endured.
Just now he thought he had shed his mortal body. After all, his internal organs had been broken and rebuilt, and his bones and muscles had also been broken and rebuilt. But now it seemed that was not the case. Just now was just the beginning. His brain was not broken and rebuilt just now, but this time the target was his brain.
Each cell opens up, turns into extremely tiny powder, and then is rebuilt.
There was a storm in his mind. The things he had experienced, the people he had met, all his memories, and all his feelings came out at this moment.
"Brother Ning, where are you? I miss you so much." Qing Zhui said to him, his dark eyes full of affection and longing.
"You heartless person, where have you been during this time? Are you going to eat my aunt's food or not?" Bai Jing said to him, with a charming look on her face.
There are many, many women…
There are also many descendants...
Those things he had put down were back at this moment and became his obstacles.
"Let it go, all illusions are suffering." The small speaker broadcast started again.
"I have to let go, I have to let go..." Ning Tao repeated this sentence over and over again in his heart, reminding himself to let go, reminding himself to persist.
Brain cells are rebuilt one by one, and those shattered memories gradually sink, sink, become blurred, and finally disappear.
Ning Tao's mind went blank.
who I am
Why am I here
Where am I going
This is not some philosophical triptych, this is what he is really thinking about at the moment.
The entire brain is rebuilt, every cell is broken down and reborn as a stronger cell. Those memories stored in the brain were shattered again and again, like rocks whose corners were worn away, and finally ground into grains of sand, and finally disappeared completely.
Even if Bi Mingzhu was standing in front of him at this moment, he probably wouldn't recognize her.
This time I really let go.
Not even if you don’t let go.
There's nothing left in my hands, what else can't I let go of