Chapter eight hundred and thirty third in the finale
The Supreme Lord slowly turned around and looked at Zi Shou. A strange look flashed across his face. He finally escaped from the illusion of Taixu?
The Supreme Lord looked towards Yinglong and found that her face was turned sideways, her expression still indifferent.
Nuwa looked at each other peacefully, both seeing the joy on the other's face.
"Kill him! The wedding continues!" the Supreme Lord said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the female ugly corpse, the corpse of King Rongxuan, the corpse of the Miao people, and the corpse of Shaohao jumped out, each holding a strange weapon in their hands, and attacked Zishou with a bang.
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Zishou sat on a high mountain, leaning against a big tree, holding a jar of wine, drinking leisurely, and sang:
"Who knew there was a bright moon in the sky, but didn't understand that the world is a palace. After drinking thousands of minutes of leisurely sorrow, I went to the Nine Palaces to get drunk and rest. Life is nothing but a field and snow, with all the youth and flying frost falling. When the door is opened, no one or the moon can be seen, and the moon is closed.
It is only through the window that I realize that it is a brilliant light. I am a lost person in the world, sharing the joy of the snow and the bright moon."
After the wine was gone, Zi Shou became extremely lonely and desolate.
"I always feel like I'm looking for something, but I don't know what it is. I've traveled to every corner of the world over the years, but I still haven't found that person after all."
I don't know when a black figure appeared behind me, and the figure kept changing between illusion and reality: "Wake up, wake up..."
Zi Shou turned around and saw that there was nothing behind the big tree, as if it was just an illusion.
Looking back again, I found that the figure was further away.
"This is happening again...what's going on?"
He stood up and followed the black figure forward: "Who are you?"
"My name is Lin Qing...you..."
The black figure kept retreating, and finally reached the foot of the mountain and disappeared in a deep valley.
Zi Meng stepped into the deep valley and suddenly saw a bronze door.
Without fear, he pushed the bronze door open with his hand. As if a mysterious force came from behind, mirrors appeared behind the door, with some shadows clearly shining in each mirror.
Zi Shou looked at a mirror and suddenly realized that the protagonist on it was himself.
There is a boy wearing shorts and short sleeves, walking hand in hand with a girl under the sunset. The picture is happy and beautiful.
There is a man in royal robes holding the princess in his arms and sitting majestically above, and below are the ministers...
He looked in the mirrors one after another, and suddenly found a broken mirror, and the image on it became very blurry.
Zi Shou looked intently, and in the picture, a young man was walking on the street in despair, and a young girl disappeared at the end of the world.
"If you don't love me, please leave quickly, I'm afraid of endless waiting.
If you have loved me, please don't pretend that we don't exist. If you are annoyed and don't want to see me again, please turn around and leave. Don't look back. I don't want to please you anymore or make you laugh.
I have a memory, without your name, but with your beautiful voice, and your smile towards me. Everyone has a favorite. The favorite, and the most hurtful one, but I am addicted to the hurt, longing for...
…in love.”
"Crack!"
The mirror was cracked with numerous cracks, and the picture on it was gone.
Immediately afterwards, Zi Shou found a mirror from these mirrors that was reflecting his current life.
"So... these are my lives? A life that has been arranged? And those unhappy lives will be erased, so the mirror will be broken?"
Zi Shou murmured softly.
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He staggered to the top of the mountain and sat on the ground.
If your life is false, then what is real?
If everything you know is created, then what else is worth believing in?
At some point, a soft body hugged him from behind and whispered: "Zi Shou... don't go..."
Zishou held her hand with his and said, "Feng Liqi, I want to find my original world."
Feng Liqi hugged him tightly and sobbed softly: "Although this world is created, it is far happier than the outside world. You have no pain or worries here, why do you want to leave?
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Zishou gently opened her hand and said softly: "But, this world is fake after all. I would rather live clearly in the truth for a moment than be immersed in a false world for eternity."
He slowly stood up and walked forward.
Feng Liqi looked at his back, gradually moving away until he disappeared at the end of the world.
Fengliqiu sat on the ground and buried his head in his lap. Tears finally couldn't help but roll out of his eyes.
The world disappears quickly like a bubble...
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Zi Shou saw the ugly female corpse, Rong Xuan King's corpse, Miao people's corpse, and Shaohao's corpse all coming at him. His face was indifferent, and he waved the long sword in his hand, slashing at the ugly female corpse. The sword energy was horizontal and vertical, and the ugly female corpse was cut into two directly.
cut.
He turned sideways to avoid the attacks of Rongxuan King Corpse, Miao Min Corpse, and Shaohao Corpse, and then swung his sword and sent Shaohao Corpse away.
The corpse of Rong Xuan King and the Miao people saw that something was not going well and turned around to leave. Zi Shou took a step forward and swung his long sword with his sword intent. Their bodies were instantly chopped into two pieces.
Zishou shook off the blood on his sword and approached slowly with an indifferent expression.
"Damn thing, you still dare to come!" Lei Ze shouted angrily: "Kill him!"
All the guests retreated one after another, and the gods of the mountains and seas surrounded Chaozi.
"Do you think I am unprepared for coming here today?"
Zi Shou snapped his fingers, the lead cloud above his head turned, and dense sword shadows floated in the sky, aiming at Mount Sumeru.
"I'm going to take them away today, let's see who dares to stop me!"
The gods of the mountains and seas and the guests raised their heads and looked at the sword array above their heads. Their scalps were numb and their eyelids were twitching.
Killing Immortal Sword Formation!
This level of Zhuxian Sword Formation is enough to destroy a world!
Lei Ze said coldly: "A mere Zhuxian Sword Formation thinks of going wild like this?!"
He looked up to the sky and roared loudly, transformed into a dragon body, pointed at the sky, and instantly thunderclouds rolled and thunderbolts flashed.
"If you are not afraid of death, just stay and try!"
Zi Shou snapped his fingers indifferently, and the shadow of the sword shot down in the sky. The shadow of the sword turned from millions to tens of millions, from tens of millions to billions, from billions to trillions, and from trillions to Beijing!
Eventually, it turned into a dense mass of countless gray-white long swords, slaughtering them towards Mount Sumeru.
The expressions of countless gods on Mount Xumi changed drastically, and they shouted: "No! Leave quickly!"
These gray-white long swords exude an aura of oppression and despair, even the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal is trembling with fear!
Countless gods turned around and tried to escape, but they were shot by swords in an instant, and the vitality in their bodies was instantly silenced.