Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh three types of people
The Taoist Randeng was both angry and frightened.
When facing Zishou, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness. In front of Zishou, even if he had a profound cultivation level or a powerful spiritual treasure, he would eventually fail.
After entering Kunlun Mountain, the Taoist Randeng entered Yuxu Palace, closed the palace gate, opened the Yuxu formation, and hid the Yuxu Palace into the small world.
A boy came up and said, "Master, what happened?"
"Don't worry!" Taoist Ran Deng shook his head and went straight to the refining room. He took out 108 beads from the tool holder and held them in the palm of his hand. He felt that his anxiety was still so strong.
He went straight to the alchemy room, took out a gourd pill, put it in his arms, returned to the side hall, sat on the lotus seat, and looked at the narrow room, and finally felt a little safe.
He took a deep breath, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes: "Why did Di Xin appear here? The strength of that evil star cannot be speculated by common sense. It's really unlucky. I hope he leaves quickly!"
When he remembered that Zi was left with a psychological shadow on him, Taoist Ran Deng felt a chill.
"The fairy wine you treasured tastes pretty good, Lan Deng."
At this moment, a gentle voice came from behind.
When Taoist Ran Deng heard this sound, his whole body froze, and his body seemed to be quickly frozen into ice.
He slowly twisted his neck, his breathing suddenly became extremely rapid, his facial features began to twist, and his body trembled violently.
A young man was walking in from the walkway outside with a wine jar in his arms. While tasting the fairy wine, he praised him and showed a gentle smile on his face.
However, this smile made Lan Deng fall into an ice cellar. He raised his hand and was about to shoot the rosary out.
"Believe me, you can't hurt me. If you don't believe me, you can try it." Zishou showed a warm and warm smile on his face.
Taoist Ran Deng obviously didn't believe it. He raised his hand and shot out the rosary directly. At the same time, his body was about to turn light and escape.
However, at this moment, the rosary stopped in mid-air, unable to shoot out or fall down.
Randeng moved suddenly and found that the space around him seemed to have been suddenly pinched down, turning into a narrow cage, locking him up firmly.
Randeng was sweating heavily, his limbs were weak, his face turned pale, and he opened his mouth and said, "Di Xin, are you still unwilling to let me go? I am already dead at your hands, and you still want to chase me and kill me?"
Zishou drank a sip of the fairy wine, then walked to the side hall, sat down on a cushion, smiled at the Taoist Lan Deng and said, "You remember that I killed you, it seems that your memory has not disappeared. Let me
Strangely, even the saints can erase memory emotions and even exist in the Six Soul Banner. Why are you still living well in the Kunlun Mirror?”
"What's going on? Can you tell me?"
Taoist Ran Deng gave up his resistance and sat down on the ground, saying, "I told you, can you let me go?"
Zishou said: "I will think about it."
Taoist Ran Deng was silent for a while, obviously thinking. After a while, he slowly raised his head and said, "Anyway, you have entered this ridiculous world, and sooner or later you will know. I was indeed the Six Souls.
The banner was completely erased. Now I am neither a soul nor a soul, nor a soul, and I can’t even be considered a true spirit.”
Zishou also noticed the strangeness of the body of the Taoist Raindeng. Generally speaking, people die as Yin God, and god die as Yang God, and great practitioners are immortal. However, if the Yuanshen, Yang God, and Yin God are killed together,
Only the true spirit of the origin is left.
Just like those true immortal-level practitioners were killed by Lu Ya's immortal-killing sword, all that was left was a little true spirit on the list.
But Taoist Randeng does not belong to these four, he is like an alternative existence.
"This absurd world is composed of the afterimage of the world reflected by the Kunlun mirror. The mountains, rivers, plants and trees all become mountains, rivers, plants and trees, and creatures form three types..." Taoist Ran Deng thought for a while and said.
"The first type is the shadows formed by living people, which cannot exist for a long time. Just like when a person leaves the mirror, the shadows in the mirror will disappear. The shadows of Kunlun Mirror will exist a little longer, but in the end most of them will disappear.
What has not disappeared will turn into a monster with a stench and lack of hands and feet."
Zishou nodded thoughtfully. When he entered the Huoyun Cave Heaven in the mirror, he had encountered such a monster. The stench on his body could send people away directly.
Taoist Ran Deng continued: "The second type is people who were reflected in the shadow by the Kunlun mirror before their death, retaining some memory, losing emotions and rationality. There are many people in this type of people, almost everywhere in the Kunlun mirror, Ji Fa
, Jinzha, Muzha, Tu Xingsun and others are all...
Maybe their souls are immortal, but they still retain some of their memories in the mirror, but they never thought that they were the shadows in the mirror, the world they existed was fictional, and even themselves were fictional.
Explain the truth to him: You are fictional, the world is a reflection. They will also subconsciously ignore what you said."
Zishou began to think: "So the goddess, Huang Feihu, is it really just a small memory? The reason why they show a lot of indifference is that although they have memories, they lose their emotions.
Because they are simply fictional people? The world in the mirror is fictional, what about outside the mirror? Could it be actually fictional? Will I be shadows too? It’s just that I ignore that I am fake..."
Zishou was suddenly frightened by his thoughts and sweated coldly, and he hurriedly stopped himself from thinking about it.
The deeper you think about this kind of problem, the more likely it is to fall into the abyss. Since ancient times, many wise saints have been trapped by this kind of problem.
Taoist Ran Deng took a deep breath and said, "The third type of people are us. The souls outside are destroyed, and there is no real spirit left. But because they were accidentally reflected by the Kunlun Mirror, they have it in the Kunlun Mirror.
Our own shadow not only has memories, but also preserved emotions. But this is how we can only be trapped in this weird world, and the longer we stay, the more we doubt our true nature.
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Zishou said: "The Six Soul Banner can erase your true spirit, but the Kunlun Mirror is an alternative and weird world. Although it may not have its own rules, chaos and weirdness are the rules, so the Six Soul Banner cannot interfere with the mirror.
In the world, you not only retain your memories, but also your emotions?"
Taoist Ran Deng smiled bitterly: "It's true that this is true... Living in this world is also a torture, because we cannot live as numb as those shadows without emotions, but we cannot escape from this weird world.
.Haha, actually living may not be better than dying. If you are trapped here, you will doubt your authenticity and everything, haha! Then you will also be in endless torture!"