Chapter 184 Whoever cuts off the bridge can reach the other shore
The eyes of the ancient almighty showed regret, sadness, and unwillingness.
Chen Qingyuan's consciousness seemed to span endless years, and he saw Xiang Qiyou standing on a broken bridge.
This bridge is outlined by ten thousand laws, with a large section broken in the middle, and below it is an abyss with no end in sight.
Xiang Qiyou stood at the broken bridge, trying his best to cross but still unable to cross it.
He withdrew his gaze and turned to look in front of the broken bridge. His eyes were as deep as the long dark night or the terrifying deep sea.
His life is coming to an end and this is his last chance.
clang!
The sound of the great avenue comes from Xiang Qiyou's body, and layers of faint golden light adhere to the body surface. With a little blue light between his eyebrows, he can control the laws of the world with a raise of his hand, making it move according to a special trajectory.
It condensed into a dharma seal in front of him and pointed out with a finger.
"boom"
The seal crossed the broken bridge, floating in the void, resisting the unknown power of the avenue, and headed forward.
That ray of hope came from the depths of Xiang Qiyou's eyes.
The endless darkness seemed to have a little light.
But, can this faint ray of light really dispel the darkness between heaven and earth?
The seal turned into a lotus, with the web of order intertwined by countless laws in the sky, and the dark abyss below.
"Go for it!"
Xiang Qiyou separated out a divine thought of his destiny, which instantly reached the lotus.
The body of spiritual thought is stepping on the lotus, with its left hand on its back, and its right hand gently fiddling with the unknown laws in front of it, as if pushing away the clouds and mist.
At first, it went very smoothly.
But as it went deeper, the Dao Dharma Lotus began to tremble, and it was somewhat unable to withstand the power of the Dao that followed.
Xiang Qiyou was unwilling to give up the last chance.
Risk everything and move on.
I walked forward and burned a stick of incense, and with a "bang" sound, a corner of the lotus exploded.
"Whoops——"
Part of Daolian collapsed, and the terrifying power swept over Qiyou's spiritual incarnation, causing several hideous wounds to appear on his body in an instant.
Even though blood was pouring out, Xiang Qiyou did not lower his head and kept looking forward with firm eyes.
For him, pursuing the great road is the reason for living.
Matters of love and struggles for power are not important.
"Bang"
Another corner of Daolian was broken, and it was on the verge of falling.
Xiang Qiyou used all his strength to control Daolian.
"Hold on a little longer..."
The front end of the broken bridge does not know where it leads. Due to the obstruction of the Great Law and unknown power, no force can peep. Only when you get close to that place can you look directly with the naked eye.
After another moment, Daolian could no longer hold on, and with a "boom", everything collapsed.
Xiang Qiyou's natal incarnation sank, almost falling into the endless abyss and being swallowed by darkness.
Hold on!
The law of resisting terror with the incarnation of spiritual thoughts consumes the power of the body.
Even though he had to pay an unimaginable price, Xiang Qiyou refused to stop.
"Da da da......"
Every step fell, extremely heavy.
In this way, Xiang Qiyou walked for another hour.
The legs of the incarnation of spiritual thoughts are all white bones, with no flesh and blood anymore. The cheeks are sunken, the eyeballs are bulging, and the hair is cut off by the power of the law like a sword, making it very messy.
"There is......"
Xiang Qiyou seemed to see a little white light.
He extended his right hand.
The palm was corroded at some point, and there were two ounces of flesh and blood hanging on the arm, all of which were white bones, which was shocking.
As for the left hand, it had long been broken and swallowed by the darkness below.
Exhausting the last of his strength, the incarnation of his life took another half step forward, allowing his blood-stained eyes to see more clearly.
"Is that...the other side?"
With a "thud" sound, the avatar carried it to the last moment. His legs, which turned into bones, collapsed, and his body began to sink rapidly.
The moment his body fell, Xiang Qiyou seemed to see clearly the scene of white light in front of him.
It is a place where hundreds of flowers bloom and countless ancient Tao patterns are nurtured.
Its beauty and brilliance cannot be described in words.
Later quasi-emperors called it the other shore.
Some people say that one day in the future, the broken bridge will be rebuilt and flowers will bloom on the other side, creating a new prosperous age.
It's a pity that Xiang Qiyou can't wait for that day.
Darkness has eaten away all the incarnations of life.
Xiang Qiyou's body, standing at the broken bridge, also suffered extremely serious backlash. Thick blood overflowed from his mouth, and his body made a slight explosion sound. The few remaining black hair turned white in an instant.
Much older.
"If heaven were to leave me for a thousand years, I would surely reach the other shore and see the flowers bloom."
A long sigh, two lines of clear tears.
At that time, he was no longer an invincible being, but a twilight old man with a face full of regrets.
After putting all my efforts into it, I still failed in the end!
After standing there for several days, Xiang Qiyou turned around and left.
Then, he appeared on an isolated mountain, sat on the edge of the cliff, played a piece of music on the piano, and said goodbye to himself.
We are in a sea of suffering and have never seen the other side.
Who broke the bridge of the highway?
And who composed the ancient Taoist scriptures on the other side and the sea of suffering, so that the evildoers of later generations have a clear goal?
In the future, who can rebuild the broken bridge and reach the other side?
With endless regrets and many questions, Xiang Qiyou passed away.
Before he died, he kept what he had learned throughout his life, hoping that the inheritance would not be cut off. In the future, if someone can use the Taoism he taught to cross the broken bridge and reach the other side, it would be considered a blessing!
This glance allowed Chen Qingyuan to see Xiang Qiyou's last climb on the bridge, and feel the desolation of Xiang Qiyou waiting for his death.
Unconsciously, my eyes filled with tears, as if I had experienced it myself.
That kind of unwillingness, helplessness, grief, regret and other emotions are intertwined deep in Chen Qingyuan's heart.
"He... lost to time."
Chen Qingyuan murmured.
If Xiang Qiyou is given a few more years, he will definitely be able to take that last step and reach the other shore.
It's a pity that there are not many perfect things in this world, leaving a lot of regrets.
Xiang Qiyou was neither the first nor the last person to step onto the broken bridge.
However, he may be the person closest to the other side. If his lifespan is not about to come to an end, he may really succeed, break the shackles of the road, cut off the shackles, and ascend to the position of the great emperor that no one has succeeded in for countless years!
Up to this day, people in the world don't know the Great Emperor, and only think that Mahayana is the end point on the path of cultivation.
After being silent for a long time, Chen Qingyuan bowed deeply towards the stone tablet with reverence.
Only after learning about Xiang Qiyou's past did Chen Qingyuan realize how great he was.
Although Xiang Qiyou failed, his will will always remain in the world, leading those who come after him to move forward.
At this time, the palace door opened.
The geniuses who entered were expelled one after another.
Among them was Song Ningyan. When she saw Chen Qingyuan standing in front of the stone tablet, she came quickly and said with a happy face: "Brother!"