Zhao Chu never expected that Hongduanya would appear at this time.
"Don't be distracted, concentrate on overcoming the tribulation!"
"You are really careless this time. The power contained in this heart cannot be consumed by anyone, and it is not something you can face at the moment. The fact that you can live for so long is because you are lucky!"
This time we met, Hong Duanya had aged a lot.
"Senior Hong, didn't you say that ghost-faced butterflies only come out in the realm of reincarnation!"
Zhao Chu was stunned.
"With your foundation, as long as you break through to the realm of transcending tribulation, you will immediately achieve Great Consummation. At that time, the Grimace Butterfly will have absorbed enough power of resurrection, and you will be in danger by then."
Hong Cliff Road.
"Senior Hong, what exactly is this grimace butterfly? Why is it so scary?"
Zhao Chu was confused.
Since being suppressed by the demon mirror, this ghost-faced butterfly has never appeared again.
Zhao Chu originally thought that the monster had disappeared, but who knew that Hong Duanya still regarded it as his number one enemy.
"The current situation is urgent and this is not the time to explain this."
"I will help you get this monster out now, and then you can direct all the power of the thunder ring to it."
"This is your only hope to overcome the tribulation. Of course, the process will be very dangerous. You must be careful at all times. If you cannot hold on, end the tribulation immediately."
"If your cultivation is gone, you can still practice again. If your life is gone, everything is over."
Hong Duanya warned with a cold face.
"Yeah, I understand!"
Zhao Chu nodded.
In his memory, Hong Duanya's expression had never been so solemn.
"Boom!"
In the next breath, Hong Duanya kneaded the magic formula with his hands. At the same time, his face continued to age.
"Senior Hong, you... uh... ah..."
Zhao Chu couldn't bear to see Hongduanya aged.
But the next breath he took was so painful that he almost fainted.
Along the way, Zhao Chu experienced countless severe pains.
But every pore was feeling the pain of being cut. This was the first time he tasted it.
Peel off.
It's really peeling off.
Thoroughly peeling off every pore and every meridian.
You know, it is impossible to count how many pores and meridians there are in the human body.
But Hongduoya is able to be so meticulous.
That ghost-faced butterfly is really hateful. It doesn't spare any meridians and is everywhere.
Zhao Chuqiang endured the severe pain and could not let himself pass out, otherwise all his previous efforts would be wasted.
In Zhao Chu's world, time feels very long, and every second is like ten thousand years.
But in fact, only a few seconds passed.
Just when the 83rd thunderstorm fell, a scarlet blood mist appeared in Zhao Chu's dantian.
Zhao Chu observed it, and in the center of the blood mist, there were many scarlet red threads, which seemed to be hair strands, like meridians, which was indescribably weird.
Boom!
The thunder disaster comes as expected.
This time, the foundation of Zhao Chu's Dantian was not damaged.
I don't know what kind of magical power Hong Duanya used. All the power of the thunder ring hit the bloody thin line.
…
"Damn, damn broken mirror!"
"After such a long time, you group of fugitives are still not dead, aren't you still dead?"
"Old guy, why are you going against me, why."
distortion!
Under the bombardment of the thunder slurry, the blood mist twisted crazily, like a mess of ugly mud.
Then, the voice that was neither male nor female, neither old nor young, neither yin nor yang appeared in Zhao Chu's mind again.
It was a long-lost voice, but Zhao Chu still remembered it freshly.
Hong Duanya ignored the roar of the blood mist at all. His hair was gray, but his eyes were piercing, and his two eyeballs were like forged pure gold, shining with a golden edge.
Zhao Chu was in severe pain all over his body, and he tried his best just to keep breathing.
really!
Under the obstruction of the blood mist, the 83rd lightning disaster was easily overcome.
Next, it’s the 84th time!
Do it the same way.
Zhao Chu only needed to endure the severe pain and defend himself against the bombardment of divine thoughts from his mind.
…
85 times!
88 times!
92 times!
…
Unknowingly, Zhao Chu had supported it 95 times!
And the blood mist completely formed a complete grimace.
Unfortunately, under the terrifying impact of the thunder ring, the ghostly face collapsed as soon as it took shape.
Zhao Chu could clearly see that after the Grimace Butterfly collapsed, countless blood mist was absorbed by his bones again.
That’s right!
Hong Duanya extracted the grimace butterfly from his own meridians bit by bit.
After being crushed by the thunder ring, the material that made up the Grimace Butterfly was reabsorbed into Zhao Chu's bones.
This is simply a cycle.
This is a good thing. It is not difficult for Zhao Chu to notice that after being absorbed by the bones, the blood mist has completely become his own energy.
You know, Zhao Chu couldn't feel it at all when the grimace butterfly was attached to the depths of his bloodline.
As a large amount of the blood mist was extracted, Zhao Chu's severe pain also weakened sharply, and instead, another strange resilience appeared in his bones.
Until the 96th time the thunder ring fell, Zhao Chu no longer suffered from severe pain.
…
"Old beast, why do you want to kill me? Why!"
"I could have succeeded in seizing the body, I could have been resurrected, I could have returned to my hometown."
"Why do you want to kill me."
"Damn thunder."
"I'm not willing to give in!"
No danger.
Although Zhao Chu was a little unbelievable, this ghost-faced butterfly was indeed gradually shattered by the thunder ring under the suppression of Hong Cliff.
Its unwilling voice was like fingernails scratching glass, indescribably sharp and creepy.
And Zhao Chu heard a deep sense of unwillingness in the voice of the grimace butterfly.
"Cunning boy, your end will be miserable. Remember what I said, you must work hard to practice and collect time fragments. You must work hard."
"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!"
The thunder ring fell 97 times, and the evil face butterfly finally disappeared.
Zhao Chu observed a detail.
During this period, there were several times when Ghostface Butterfly seemed to want to say something to Zhao Chu, and whenever that happened, Hong Duanya would always suppress Ghostface Butterfly.
In the end, Hong Duanya completely became an octogenarian, as frail as an old man waiting to die in the countryside.
And Zhao Chu's bones were now completely forged into a blood-red color by the blood mist of the Grimace Butterfly.
Like blood-colored emerald, it is magnificent.
Very tough.
Although he did not verify it, Zhao Chu could confirm that it was impossible to break his bones in the reincarnation realm.
"Blood and bones, it's done!"
Hong Duanya's voice was hoarse.
"Blood and Bones!"
"Senior Hong, what exactly is this grimace butterfly?"
"Also, is the situation in the Demon Mirror and the disappearance of the seniors inside related to the Grimace Butterfly?"
Zhao Chu asked hurriedly.
Today's situation is too special.
The reason Hong Duanya aged so quickly was obviously because he was dying together with the Grimace Butterfly.
Zhao Chu is no longer the weakling he once was.
He can feel it.
Hong Duanya and Ghostface Butterfly are colliding with a special energy. This kind of power is currently beyond Zhao Chu's understanding.
The power of the thunder ring, no, to be more precise, the power of Nian Xinghuang, was the key to Hong Duanya killing the Grimace Butterfly.
This time, Hongduanya was taking advantage of the situation.
"it?"
"It's not worthy yet."
"Now that you have come into contact with the universe, come into contact with civilization, and have also witnessed the ruins of a civilization, I can actually tell you some things."
"You should know about the matter of Nian Xinghuang, right?"
"I, Grimace Butterfly, including the Calabash Boy, and the other old monsters in the mirror, all of us, and Nian Xinghuang are essentially the same kind of people."
"The Fugitive."
"We are all fugitives from a destroyed civilization."
Hong Duanya gave a bitter smile, with an indescribable desolation in his words.
It is a feeling of powerlessness that has witnessed mountains and rivers, the passage of time, and suddenly looking back, only to find that one is still small and weak.
"Fugitive?"
"Is this guy Nian Xinghuang also in the demon mirror?"
Zhao Chu was stunned.
Judging from the meaning of Hong Duanya's words, the great gods in the Demon Mirror were once the strongest of a civilization...but their civilization suffered a devastating blow, the same fate as the Nianxing Clan.
These people fled under the blow of destruction and became fugitives.
For some unknown reason, the fugitive entered the demon mirror.
It can be inferred from this that perhaps Nian Xinghuang is also surviving in the form of a fugitive.
"He died. Nian Xinghuang did not choose to escape. He accompanied his own civilization and chose death."
"The universe is so vast. Thousands of civilizations are destroyed every minute and every second. I am a speck of dust, and I choose to float. The Star Emperor is also a speck of dust, and he chooses to end. We are all eliminated.
The wreckage, the rubbish of destruction.”
"We trash are unwilling to give up. We abandoned the descendants of our own people. We took the seeds of our own civilization and became shameful fugitives. We want to find a piece of soil again and let our civilization revive again. Unfortunately, this
It’s just a fantasy.”
"Once civilization is uprooted and a lonely seed is left behind, it will serve no purpose except to prove the shame and incompetence of the past."
Hong Duanya's pupils were scarlet, and Zhao Chu was stunned.
He had never seen Hongduanya in such a state.
"I am not a fugitive, I am a little King Kong who was sent out by my grandfather."
At some point, Little King Kong climbed out of the purple gourd and looked at Hong Duanya with an unconvinced expression.
"Same."
"Your grandfather should be the controller of civilization. He originally had a chance to escape, but he chose to let you wander."
Hong Duanya smiled bitterly.
"The seeds of civilization."
"Senior Hong, how can we plant the seeds of civilization, and where can we plant them?"
"I'll plant it!"
Zhao Chu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
At this time, the 98th thunder ring was still gathering momentum in the sky.
The last two thunder rings left were bound to smash Zhao Chu to pieces. Although they were dead objects, they seemed to be truly angry.
As for Zhao Chu, who has tempered his blood bones, he no longer cares about the bombardment of the thunder ring. He can definitely withstand it, even if the power of the thunder ring is twice as strong.
Zhao Chu currently wants to know the secret of the Demon Mirror.
The appearance of the Demon Mirror and Hong Duanya's help along the way are definitely not a good thing.
The spark of civilization.
These people must be asking for something from him, and it may be Zhao Chu's mission to plant the seeds of civilization.
There is also Little King Kong.
Why didn't he look for anyone, but he was arranged by fate to be beside him? He also needs to be responsible for the spark of civilization in the Gourd World.
"A one-in-a-billion hope is simply impossible to succeed."
"Before you, the Demon Mirror found a total of 170,000 inheritors from the universe."
"Most of the inheritors died in the process, but they were able to temper their blood bones in the end. There are more than 9,000 inheritors who are truly qualified to walk in the universe!"
"No one can find the soil where civilization can be planted."
"In tens of thousands of years, when you die, you will be a member of this demon mirror."
"At that time, your mission was to find the next successor."
"I, Hong Duanya, am the 171,214th successor to the Fire."
"And you, Zhao Chu, are 171,215!"
"If you are unable to complete your mission, after your death, you will be responsible for successor No. 171216."
After Hong Duanya finished speaking, Zhao Chu's head was roaring.
The heir!
Inheritor!
Blood and bones, walking in the universe!
Plant the soil of civilization!
Zhao Chu had a splitting headache.
It turns out that I am the successor, and I will not be able to live in peace after death, so why should I be the successor?
It turns out that a long time ago, Hong Duanya was taken care of by the Demon Mirror and grew into a strong man.
Seeds of civilization.
What is my mission, and how difficult is it?
"Jump out of the river of time."
"Only by standing on the shore can you see the time clearly and find the soil."
"Drifting through the years, no one can live forever, and no civilization can live forever."
"Only by jumping out of the river can we see the true nature of the world."
"My inheritance has ended, and your mission is...to master time and jump out of the universe."
Hong Duanya kept his face silent, and finally slowly raised his head.
"eternal life!"
"Fourth dimension!"
"Sure enough, everything still revolves around one ultimate goal... eternal life."
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PS: I originally wanted to write four chapters, but after running Didi for a day, my whole body was sore and I couldn’t write anymore. I’m sorry everyone.
I used to have a job and wasn't too tired, so I could write more.
But the car I drove on Didi was bought with a loan. In addition to the rent every month, the author also had to pay back the car loan. The pressure was too great, so I had to drive more cars during the day. Sometimes the update is a little late. Please bear with me. Thank you all.