Chapter 300 The stars are the hooks of the sea and the moon, thrown into all living beings to fish alone.
The light is disappearing before my eyes, and the boundless darkness is swallowing from all directions.
Zishu opened his eyes, and his eyes became dimmer.
More than sixty years have passed since he returned to his original world.
Now he is gray-haired and lying on the bed waiting for the end of his life.
The lights in the room were very dim, like his life that was about to be extinguished.
A couple of children have already started a family, and their grandson is by their side.
Life has been completed and his life will end here.
But Zishou often thinks of the dream before.
That long dream I had more than 60 years ago.
Although as time passed, the dream was basically forgotten, the only thing left in my memory was a woman's gradually blurred voice and smile.
Although the face in my memory has become blurred and I can't remember the name, it seems that the figure is deeply engraved in my heart. Even if I have forgotten it for many years, there are always some afterimages left in the depths of my soul.
Looking back suddenly, it seemed as if the person was right in front of him, but he disappeared quickly.
"Who is the woman I've been looking for?"
I was confused and confused. Zishou was powerless to think anymore. His eyes were gradually swallowed by darkness, and his life quickly disappeared...
"What's that woman's name?"
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In the Palace of Wa.
Nuwa suddenly got up, her red dress was moving without wind, and she reached out to calculate, but her face became increasingly ugly.
"The Emperor Star is dim, and the son disappears..."
Nuwa lost her mind for a moment and reached out to calculate continuously, but she couldn't figure out where her son was going.
"Who did the trick on him?" Nuwa was frightened and her eyes were full of anger.
She didn't expect that someone would take advantage of the time when she was confined to fight against Zishou, and even she could not calculate the real reason for Zishou's disappearance.
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Underworld, in the Palace of Pingxin.
Pingxin raised her head and looked at the sky in the underworld. Her face suddenly changed and she said angrily: "Hongjun! Is it your move? Is it that you are still ashamed to attack the Human Emperor personally?"
"I really think my underworld doesn't dare to be born, right?"
"If there is any accident in the Human Emperor's body, don't blame me for opening the gate of hell!"
She roared at the sky, and countless ghosts in the underworld were frightened by the power of the saint, and she trembled all over her body and did not dare to move.
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The disappearance of the human emperor's fortune cannot be concealed from the saints of the heavens.
Yuxu Palace, Xuandu Cave, Biyou Palace, Western Buddhism...
The saints reached out to calculate in surprise, and then some laughed, some sighed, and some guessed Hongjun.
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In Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun sat cross-legged with a mirror in front of him, which was almost exactly the same as the Haotian Mirror. The only difference is that there are powers of laws surging on the back of this mirror, which looks much higher than the Haotian Mirror.
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The mirror presents three thousand worlds, with the sea of clouds surging, and there are tens of billions of worlds in each world.
The Human Emperor was taken into the Haotian Tower. Although Haotian was careless and did not check it, he could not hide it from Hongjun.
He immediately connected his back door and checked the incident of Haotian Mirror.
Immediately, when he saw Zishou breaking two illusions one after another and entering the third illusion, he took action to change the rules of the Haotian Mirror.
"The Haotian Mirror has three thousand small worlds. Each world can last for a lifetime. It is not easy to get out of the three thousand worlds. This third world cannot be overcome. It is good to use this to erase this change."
Hongjun did not continue to pay attention to Haotian Mirror. He had already seen some of the secrets of Zishou, but he was not interested in these secrets.
Whether it is Di Xin or not, it is a change. It would be better to use the Haotian Mirror to erase this change.
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Just as Zishou was about to be completely swallowed by the darkness, a voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Nuwa!"
There is no emotion in this voice, and it is not even obvious whether it is a man or a woman.
However, after the sound rang, all the sealed memories were like the collapse of the Yellow River dam. Although the darkness had swallowed Zishou's body, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and at that moment it could even be with the sun and moon.
Contend to shine.
"Nuwa!"
Zishou's soul let out a low roar, and suddenly the boundless darkness around him, which was unable to see his fingers quickly disappeared, and with his body as the center, it began to shine brightly. Time and space quickly twisted, and instantly came to another huge and boundless world.
Zishou stood at the top of the peak, and his back was sweating in his sweat, and he felt relieved.
It's so dangerous, but it's so dangerous that it's completely dead in the third illusion.
The first and second illusion can be said to be no difficulty, while the third illusion found the biggest loophole in his heart, making him think that everything he was experiencing was a dream and regard the real illusion as reality.
If it weren't for the sudden sound of the last sound that reminded him of everything, he would have died in that world.
There is a way to die. My brain thinks that I am dead. The brain hypnotizes the brain and it turns out that it really dies.
It is difficult for the Daluo Golden Immortal to die, but if he thinks he is dead, no one can save him.
"Who is the last voice that sounded in my mind? I seem to have heard that voice."
Zishou compared the sound with the sound he had heard, but none of them matched it. But he was more sure that he had heard the sound before, but he forgot the sound because of some things.
Zishou has never been afraid to speculate the truth with the worst malice. In his opinion, he may still have some secrets that he doesn't even know.
Maybe I have died once, maybe the original world is the dream.
Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly, who knows whether the butterfly is me or me a butterfly?
"What kind of illusion is this?" Zishou raised his head. He now understood that the most dangerous thing in the illusion is not the illusion itself, but the most dangerous thing is to forget himself.
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Hongjun opened his eyes a crack, and after finding that Zishou had entered the third world, he was only surprised, and then closed his eyes and meditated.
Why can the Haotian Mirror understand all things in the world? It is because the inner evolution of the three thousand worlds. Even if the peak of the quasi-saint enters it, it is difficult not to get lost.
So what can I do if I have penetrated three worlds?
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There are tens of billions of worlds in the three thousand worlds, and every world is extremely real.
Zishou's figure travels from one small world to another from time to time. Sometimes he goes out of the world after a lifetime, and sometimes he can go to the next world in just a cup of tea.
However, there are always too many three thousand worlds. After constantly experiencing the world of the world, even my son has forgotten how long, thousands of years, ten thousand years? Or ten thousand years?
When I traveled through the small world like this, even Zishou felt tired in the end. Looking at the vast sea of clouds, I just wanted to lie down and rest forever.
If there are countless illusions, what's the point of breaking more of them?
Even if the pi is the same, the decimal point is endless, and no matter how you calculate it, it is impossible to calculate the last digit.
So Zishou sat down.
He sat on the sea of clouds, looking at the vast vast sea of clouds, looking at the small worlds he had experienced under the sea of clouds, and suddenly felt that the same was true for the three thousand worlds.
He is like a white-haired old man, knocking on the moon as a fishing hook, treating sentient beings as the sea, and fishing for sorrow alone.
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Having written this, Zishou completed the greatest transformation and truly had the qualifications to pursue the heroine Nuwa. What the author Jun wanted to write is not a brainless and cool article, but a book that everyone has their own distinct personality.