Chapter 1028 Instigate immortality, I'll pick you up
Qin Yang can understand the thoughts of these giants, understand their painstaking efforts, and respect their beliefs.
But, to be honest, Qin Yang considers himself to be a common person. Although he has the above emotions, he still feels a little unhappy in his heart.
He figured out too late that the novelist was the pastor.
It was too late and he had no choice but to let Emperor Fengdu die as well.
It can indeed be said that these giants are basically all old silver coins, but Qin Yang still feels that Emperor Fengdu is the purest giant.
Of course, the word pure may be a shortcoming when applied to a giant.
Qin Yang still admires the purity of Emperor Fengdu, admires his single-mindedness and his unchanging beliefs. Even if it is to become the Emperor of Heaven, the purpose of Emperor Fengdu is just to compete for a position on the ceiling, so as to achieve a balance with the three emperors.
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When the situation reached that point, Qin Yang couldn't stop or hesitate, but he still felt uncomfortable in his heart because of the disappearance of Emperor Fengdu.
The stronger you are, the more indifferent your feelings will be. This is inevitable. When you are so strong that the rest are just ants, it is really difficult to empathize with the joys, sorrows, and joys of ants.
Qin Yang cherishes that he can still feel this way now, but he will also be affected by this feeling.
He has seen too many strong men, and except for some things, other things can no longer make waves in his heart.
So, this time, after it was over, he immediately came to see the novelist, and he was even ready to have a fight with the novelist to vent his anger.
But after he came, he no longer had such thoughts. He just wanted to talk.
"Actually, even without me, you still have an alternative plan, right?"
The novelist hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"Fujun and I have indeed prepared many alternative plans, but none of them are as perfect and trouble-free as the one you made.
Taiyi will never die again, but Taiyi will never exist again.
We live so long that our thinking is limited to a certain range.
To be honest, we can’t do what you can do, and we can’t even think of it.”
Qin Yang laughed to himself.
"It's my fault that I did too well."
After he discovered something that no one had ever imagined, that the pastor was a novelist, many things became clear to him.
In the Realm of the Dead, /b is indeed their trump card.
At the end of the floating island, there is the divine gate of Fujun.
The five major rivers can directly connect the two realms of life and death.
etc……
These may be their alternative plans to kill the Emperor of Heaven.
But it is obvious that their goal was to kill the Three Emperors from the beginning.
The most difficult thing about the Three Emperors is that no matter how much they are wiped out, they can still revive. No one knows how many backup plans the Three Emperors have prepared for recovery.
Especially for Taiyi, the Emperor of Heaven, who has been unable to cut off his path to recovery, has no solution at all.
Killing is of no use at all.
Only on the basis of allowing it to last forever can we achieve balance or complete control.
"I know, the puppet master sent you a piece of material.
That is what Tianzun left behind, and it is also a chance to become an immortal.
Since you have given it to the human race and turned it into a book of laws, I know that there is another thing left by the Demon Lord.
With your qualifications, you must have hope of becoming an immortal."
"I don't even have Dao Fruit."
"There is no Taoist fruit, but there is a better chance. As long as you become an immortal, you can transcend our universe, and it is possible to return to the place where you came from."
"I'll give you a hammer." Qin Yang sneered: "My wife is already married, why are you going back?"
But when it came to this question, Qin Yang asked one more question.
"What exactly is an immortal? The only method I have ever seen named after an immortal, the Heaven-Building Immortal Code, what exactly is it?"
"I don't know either. I only know that the concept of immortals came from Tianzun at the earliest. Immortals are transcendent and not in the five elements.
For those powerful people, even our vast universe is nothing more than a huge prison, and immortals can transcend it."
"Has anyone become an immortal?"
"Yes, Tianzun became an immortal. He transcended and left. Before leaving, he used the body of an immortal to leave a secret formula for the human race, the Heaven-Mending Immortal Code. It was also left by Tianzun in order to solve the three disasters.
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It's a pity that the Heaven-Building Immortal Code is too powerful and too heaven-defying. From the moment it appeared, it was destined to be incomplete and could only be passed down after being turned into fragments."
"Where is the Demon Lord?" Qin Yang has heard that the two strongest human clans, Tianzun and Demon Lord, are basically the same name.
"The Demon Lord can also become an immortal, but at the last moment, for some unknown reason, he gave up. He did not want to transcend, but he also exceeded the limit that our universe can bear. His existence will accelerate the arrival of the three disasters.
Therefore, the Demon Lord disintegrated his body, scattered his physical body, shattered his soul, and collapsed his immortal mind.
In ancient times, all the immortal charm and immortal Qi passed down were left by the Demon Lord.
You should be familiar with the strongest person who inherited the Demon Lord's legacy, the Heaven Stealing Master.
It is precisely because of this that the Heaven Stealing Master has the opportunity to steal the Heaven and reach out of our universe with a hand through a crack.
Now that the Taoist Master is in your hands, if you are willing, with your talent and talent, you will definitely have the highest chance of becoming an immortal."
Qin Yang took out his left hand, looked at it, and stuffed it back into Haiyan.
"Come on. At the beginning of practice, all monks just wanted to live a few more years and be stronger. But as far as I know, none of you seem to have reached your current position just to live a little longer.
Years later, you gain greater strength.
me too.
I can understand why the Demon Lord gave up, and I don’t want to be detached. The people I care about, the joys and sorrows I have experienced for thousands of years, are all here.
You asked me to give up and pursue strength and detachment, so what's the point of me detachment?
I can no longer see my wife, my relatives and friends, and I can't eat the food I want. Even if I transcend dimensions and transcend dimensions, what else can I pursue besides loneliness?
Pursuing the truth?
Then do you know that my white jade divine door is the door of truth?
The moment I opened the door of truth, I saw the truth of the entire world. Everything seemed to have lost its disguise and fog and was placed in front of me.
At that first moment, I felt omnipotent and omniscient.
However, at the next moment, I felt fear, fear that in this world, there would be nothing new for me, everything would become boring, and when this time would be long, long.
No one can survive for too long in this kind of dullness and dryness, unless he ceases to be a human being and has no joy, anger or joy anymore.
Unfortunately, after being struck by the Withering Heart Curse, I never want to be like that again.
I like to be like a mortal, squatting on the ground in front of the street corner snack bar, holding a bowl and sucking noodles. I also like to lie on the top of a mountain where no one can go, and feel the thunder and lightning and the bright stars.
I said very early on that my goal was to see every scene along the way and the scenery from high places.
The God's perspective I want is to be able to stand at any height and see the scenery. It can be a mortal or a Taoist. It does not mean that I have to become a being who is cold at high places.
So, while I still respect you, don't make unnecessary temptations.
How can I still not understand the thoughts of you old silver coins?
The sense of crisis accumulated over countless years makes you instinctively look for the next possible crisis.
After solving the three emperors, I, an outsider, naturally became the biggest hidden danger.
You can be sure that there will be no problem with me now, but you can’t be sure that there will be no problem with me long after, right?
Do you want me to become an immortal?
When I become your uncle, my cultivation of immortality is a process. Unlike you, I don’t value the result of becoming an immortal.
With this ultimate outcome, this life would be meaningless.
Just wait, when one day I get tired of being a human being, I will think about it again, how can I achieve the Tao of a chicken or a dog and ascend to heaven, and bring all my relatives and friends together to become immortals for fun.
If you feel that you have lost your goals for countless years and suddenly feel empty, why not think about how to solve the three disasters.
Although the next flood disaster is likely to be far away.
Now, no one can have any ideas about me, and don’t bother me. If you make me anxious, I will just flip the table."
Qin Yang's words became more and more rude. The novelist smiled bitterly and didn't know what to say.
I just want to say a few polite words, maybe you are overthinking something.
But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. It seemed too insincere to say this.
Qin Yang was indeed right. The goal that had been set for countless years was completely solved in one day, and they were all at a loss.
Although he really didn't have that intention in his heart, his words did feel like he was encouraging Qin Yang to become an immortal.
There is no way to explain this, and the more you explain it, the darker it gets.
It's obvious that Qin Yang is in a bad mood now.
"I won't talk to you anymore, I'm leaving."
Qin Yang opened the door and left in front of the novelist, leaving the novelist alone, stroking his bald head and worrying.
They had just opened the door and entered the room of life and death. Qin Yang thought about it and almost forgot about the business, so he turned around and went back.
When I arrived at the Realm of the Dead, I took out some materials and started tinkering.
It's almost done, write down a setting in the storybook.
A small magical object setting is innocuous and has little impact on evolution. The Realm of the Dead is very honorable and was passed directly.
What happened to the Emperor of Heaven before was a huge contribution to the Realm of the Dead.
A little wonder, a natural drizzle.
There is a bronze mirror hanging in front of Qin Yang. The bronze mirror is like a door. Below it is the sea of suffering. All the way up, it includes the land of hell, the floating island of Lingtai, and the final big world of death. At the top, there are two
The mark of the Emperor of Heaven.
A bronze mirror used to find the dead has no special power.
Qin Yang will never forget the deal he made with Emperor Ying before.
Emperor Ying was indeed conscientious and had been busy for thousands of years. He was like a catfish, jumping in to stir up trouble, forcing Taiyi to follow him and fight together. If he didn't fight, he would have no chance to fight in the future.
Now that the matter has been resolved, Qin Yang will naturally fulfill his promise and help him find his wife.
It's best if you can find it. If you can't find it, Qin Yang will try to find a way.
Anyway, this time, to allow the evolution of the Realm of the Dead to reach a new level, he set some innocuous little settings that would have no impact at all.
When we arrived at Vicious Mountain, sure enough, Emperor Ying was here.
He completed the transaction with Qin Yang, and his biggest obsession was the transaction. After completion, he waited here, waiting for Qin Yang to fulfill his promise.
When he saw Qin Yang appear, Emperor Ying couldn't help but smile.
He knew that even if he was a former opponent, Qin Yang would never break the contract, and the situation was not that small.
Qin Yang didn't say anything polite to him, he took out the bronze mirror and hung it in front of Emperor Ying.
"If she appears in the boundless sea of suffering, she will definitely find this bronze mirror."
Before Qin Yang could finish his words, Emperor Ying was already staring at the bronze mirror.
In the bronze mirror, the fog gradually dispersed, turning into an endless sea. There were countless dead souls in the sea, sinking in it, and suffering.
The field of vision displayed on the bronze mirror continued to shrink, then shrink again, and slowly locked into one of the corners.
Countless undead souls with blank expressions and having forgotten themselves were gathered there. After the perspective continued to narrow, they locked on a woman with empty eyes.
"Qing Jin..." Emperor Ying couldn't hide his excitement. The big obsession he turned into a transaction was rapidly collapsing, and the big obsession that was suppressed in second place expanded crazily.
"As long as she's here, just wait, I'll go get her back right away."
Qin Yang also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he was not here, he would still have to think of a way to talk to the World of the Dead and ask the World of the Dead to do a small favor.
However, seeing Qingjin's condition, Qin Yang confirmed his previous judgment. Emperor Ying might not be able to wait here for a hundred thousand years.
The sea of suffering is boundless, and there are too many undead souls in it. Those who can take a ferry here can at least maintain themselves in the sea of suffering.
Those who are not strong enough will have long ago transformed into a state like Qingjin.
They are like walking zombies, their self-awareness has sunk, so that they can spend endless years here.
And those guys who are like crazy ghosts are at least still crazy, but these are not even crazy anymore.
However, the minor problem will slowly recover after being brought here as long as the person is still there.
Qin Yang opened the door and entered the realm of life and death, and then entered the sea of misery. This time he did not look for the God of Death, but the ferryman who was under the Underworld Demon Sect.
The ferry of the God of Death was too powerful and its aura was too strong. Qin Yang was afraid that just by boarding the boat, Qing Jin would be wiped out.
The one-leaf boat of the underworld ferryman was actually better.
The ferry carried Qin Yang, following the guidance of the bronze mirror, breaking through the fog, sailing for an unknown amount of time, and finally arrived at this sea area, which is full of undead souls that have lost even their madness.
The black-topped boat moved forward slowly, pushing away the corpse-like dead spirits on the sea, and came to Qingjin's side. Qin Yang looked at the empty eyes and sighed secretly.
Back then, in the sea of memories and the separated memory world of Emperor Ying, he became Qing Jin's younger brother.
We haven't met her often, and I know that she is a very gentle woman with a very kind heart.
Speaking of which, he and Emperor Ying are still relatives. Emperor Ying is considered his brother-in-law and brother-in-law. Although according to the tradition of the old Ying family, those who are involved in this relationship will become mortal enemies.
Normal operation.
But the past is in the past, the grudges are over, and people are dead. Qin Yang is not so narrow-minded that he has to break the contract and force Emperor Ying to perish in the Vicious Mountain forever.
"Sister Qingjin, I'm here to pick you up. Your husband has been waiting for you for a long, long time."
With a smile on his face, Qin Yang reached out and grabbed Qing Jin's hand, pulling her onto the ferry and out of the sea of misery.