On the clouds, Wu Wan's expression gradually turned cold and hard.
In the village under the clouds, Ming's body is getting weaker and weaker.
The mother who shed tears, the friends who came to visit every day, and the friend who was always there to help take care of her and never left her - Ah Niu.
Ah Niu is the name given to the ugly girl by Wu Wan.
It's very appropriate and down-to-earth. Although Nv Chou chased Wu Wan for three days and three nights, she did not refuse Lord Wu Wan's order. She used this name to sneak into the village and became a famous figure in the village for hundreds of years.
The only outsider, and successfully became Ming's best friend.
During the time she spent with Ming, Ah Niu... Nv Chou taught her many principles, and also guided her to explore some things like [life and death], [the true meaning of life], [sleep or eat, that is a question], etc.
Deep questions in the realm of philosophy.
When Ming fell ill and lay on the bamboo bed unable to move, it was Ah Niu who was busy waiting for her so that she could wait quietly for the final moment.
Before falling ill, Ming was already as dazzling as a blooming peony.
She has a well-proportioned figure and a beautiful face. Picking a small flower at random and inserting it in her bun will make her look very charming. When she walks on the mountain path in a long coarse skirt, she will be surrounded by some spiritual birds and colorful butterflies.
fly.
But now Ming is extremely haggard, thin and pale, her collarbone has become extremely prominent.
She felt the pain and a touch of despair, survived the days and nights, and finally reached her end.
Wu Wan's expression, which had been tense for a long time, finally relaxed.
"The God of Spring."
The Earth God thought about it again and again, but still appeared in front of Wu Wan, and asked slowly from three feet away:
"Isn't it too early to end the illusion like this? It's better to wait until she can experience the ups and downs of more living beings. Even if hundreds of years pass in this illusion, it only lasts for a year and a half outside."
"Actually it's enough."
Wu Wan suddenly asked: "Can the Earth God experience the feeling of death?"
The Earth God pondered: "Although my life has been long, I have never been reshaped."
"The reshaping of the innate god and the death of a real living being should be two different things."
Wu smiled and said: "Unless it is reshaped after its own disintegration, and the consciousness reshaped in this way is just a new spirit produced by the great road, there will be no real memory of death."
"Does Fengchun God want Ming to experience the true feeling of death?"
The Earth God immediately understood the meaning of Wu Huan's words, but soon shook his head slightly:
"If you think about it carefully, this is impossible.
If you come into contact with real death, you will have returned to nothingness. It should be a dead silence without any noise.
In other words, only when you are truly dead can you have this real feeling.
To truly die is to die of consciousness. Even if it is reshaped, it is still a brand new consciousness. It is impossible to remember what death feels like, and it is even impossible to give Ming immortality after experiencing this feeling.
Even the Nether King of the Third Age of Gods can only resurrect the remnant soul and allow the remnant soul to always retain a ray of consciousness.
What's more, this is just an illusion, how can Ming understand..."
The voice of the Earth God suddenly stopped.
He saw the faint smile at the corner of Wu Huan's mouth, and saw a little confidence in Wu Huan's eyes.
"I'm too talkative," the Earth God cupped his hands, smiled at Wu, turned around and drifted away.
Wu Huan didn't know that the Earth God had deliberately tested him just now, and the Earth God was repeating two words in his heart at this moment -
really!
Next, the Earth God will watch Wu Wan's every move with wide eyes to draw his final judgment.
Whether Fengchun God is the reincarnation of a powerful ancient god will soon be revealed!
Yunxia Village, in the small courtyard of the Ming family.
Ming seemed to suddenly gain strength. She struggled to stand up from the bed, put on the brand new embroidered shoes placed by the bedside, sat in front of the dressing table and quietly combed her long hair.
In the bronze mirror, she looked at her face dreamily, and a little blood color gradually returned to it.
I haven't had time to experience too much in this life, and there will always be a lot of reluctance and peace in my heart before I die.
An anxious shout came from outside the door: "Ming, why are you up?"
Ming turned around and looked, seeing that it was her sister who had been taking care of her so hard, she couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Sister Niu, I want to go out for a walk."
"you……"
The ugly woman stared at Ming's pretty face, and then she couldn't help but sigh softly, showing a somewhat forced smile: "Then I will help you out. If my aunt sees me, I'm afraid she will scold me."
"It's okay," Ming responded softly and took the initiative to extend her left hand.
Nv Chou stepped forward to help her, but she felt that Ming's body was so light, like a feather.
They left the thatched hut, walked through the gurgling stream under the wooden planks, avoided the crowded areas of the village, and walked towards a hillside with beautiful scenery.
Ming opened her eyes wide and looked at the sky, the land, every plant and tree, and the figures beside her and in the distance.
She didn't know if the next time she blinked, everything would come to an abrupt end.
She just wanted to see more of the place where she grew up, the mountains in the distance, and the flying clouds.
Climbing up this hillside took all the energy Ming finally found. She lowered her head and scanned the coarse cloth skirt on her body, sighed softly, and slowly sat down under the big tree on the edge of the hillside.
The ugly woman carefully supported her, and after she sat firmly, she untied the water bag from her waist and brought it to her mouth.
"No..."
Ming shook her head slightly and looked down at the panoramic view of the village.
A bit of warm wind blew by, blowing her long, dry hair that had lost its luster.
Pain spread throughout her body, but the pain slowly subsided. What faded with it was her perception of her surroundings and her vision of the surroundings.
"Sister Niu... tell me, can my illness be cured..."
"Well," the ugly woman knelt down beside her and raised her hand to straighten Ming Ming's bangs that were blown by the wind, "it can be fine."
"Don't lie to me..."
Ming sighed softly and continued: "I'm going to find grandma... She entrusted me with a dream yesterday."
The ugly woman didn't make a sound, she just sighed.
Ming added: "After you get married, your life will be different, right?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It should be," the ugly woman said with a smile, "I have never been married before, so I don't know what will happen, but I heard that a man and a woman are very happy after marriage.
Happy."
"But when I get married, no one will take care of my mother..."
Ming murmured, her jewel-like eyes being covered by her eyelids that were gradually sliding down.
"Sister, I'm tired..."
"When you are tired, take a nap. My sister will be here to accompany you."
Nv Chou said softly, looking down at Ming's palm that was slowly slipping away, and could only sigh softly to express the sourness in her heart.
The sound gradually disappeared under the trees.
On the flying white cloud, Wu Wan held a bit of gray light in his left hand, thought for a moment, and finally flicked it with his fingers, integrating a little of his memory into the God of Death's thoughts that were about to become silent.
The content of the memory is very simple, it is the endless silence he fell into after traveling through the wormhole.
This was also a 'little secret' that he had not written into his plan before, nor had he told others.
Following this, Wu Huan had to face up to a problem that he had been deliberately ignoring.
【Where did I come from and how did I get here.】
This issue was difficult for him to understand at this time.
Standing up from the cloud, Wu Wan lowered his head and looked down, and asked, "Do you want the Earth God to come with us?"
The Earth God smiled and made a gesture of invitation, stood in the distance and said slowly: "I can't take the credit of meeting the Spring God."
"The Earth God is joking," Wu Wan sighed, "It's all for this heaven and earth and all living beings. No merit or no merit, no hard work."
After saying this, he looked at Shao Siming beside him.
Shao Siming said softly: "I won't go either. If there is anything you need me to do, just ask."
Wu Wan nodded in agreement, rode the clouds to the foot of the tree, said hello to the ugly woman, and sat quietly on the left and right.
So, we waited for another half month.
The fluctuation of the God of Death's spiritual thoughts has been minimal, and the last bit of spiritual light seems to be dissipated.
Wu Wan pointed his finger on Ming's forehead, and an emerald green light flashed in his eyes.
Withered trees come spring.
The God of Death's mind suddenly began to fluctuate, Ming's pale face turned red, and her chest began to slowly swell...
Following a violent cough, Ming opened her eyes again.
The ugly woman quickly stepped forward and slapped her on the back, while Wu Huan walked aside and waited quietly.
Ming's eyes were full of despair, like a drowning person holding on to the driftwood to save his life. He hugged the female ugly arm tightly and refused to let go, and his thin body was constantly shaking.
Inside and outside the illusion, most of the powerful gods watching here were a little surprised.
Of course they all saw that Wu Wan gave Ming a little bit of 'memory', but they didn't know what kind of experience it was Wu Wan's experience.
There was a slight sobbing sound under the tree, which lasted for several hours.
The ugly woman was beside her and gently comforted Ming, allowing Ming to break free from the fear caused by the endless silence.
The ugly woman patted Ming's arm gently, lowered her head and whispered a few words, then took two steps back and saluted Wu Wan's back, caressing her chest.
"Lord Wuwang, Ming is awake."
"Well," Wu Wan responded, "You go out and get ready first."
"Yes, sir," the ugly woman glanced at Ming, leaving a smile that made her feel at ease, and her figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
Ming's expression couldn't help but be a little frozen.
Wu Wan turned around and said with a smile: "But do you still remember me?"
Ming's pupils trembled slightly, and as Shao Siming drew complicated divine patterns on the clouds, the seal on Ming's soul quietly dissipated.
She frowned slightly, and scenes emerged in her mind.
In the mountains of corpses and seas of bones, huge skeletons raised their heads and roared, the resentment of the creatures surged in, and the black shadows wrapped in gray robes cried out in pain...
However, Ming did not collapse this time.
When she looked at the sudden addition of memories, it was more like she was examining the lives of others.
Growing up here, she used this short experience to build a river embankment to isolate those painful memories.
What's more, she has already experienced the despair of returning to nothingness...
"Are you that god?"
Ming asked in a hoarse voice.
"You are God, I am just a creature endowed with divine power."
Wu Wan raised his hand to support him and said: "This is an illusion prepared for you, allowing you to experience the short life of a living being. Do you still remember which innate god you are?"
"die."
Ming pursed her lips slightly: "I am the spirit of the avenue born from the avenue."
"Very good, calm down."
Wu smiled and said, "Why don't you come with me for a walk? I have something to talk to you about."
Ming looked at the village down the hillside with some nostalgia, lowered her head and sighed softly, and whispered: "Can you let me come back here later, I think..."
"Of course," Wu Wan made a gesture of invitation, "this illusion is reserved for you."
"Thank you very much."
"My name is Wuwangzi, a human cultivator."
"Wuwangzi," Ming murmured softly, "It seems you gave me my name too, in that dark temple."
Wu Wan showed a gentle smile.
Ming lowered her eyebrows slightly, curled her lips, and said, "It's unexpectedly ordinary."
Wu Wan:......
"Let's go out first."
…
Due to the triple seal on the Avenue of Death, although it temporarily resisted the invasion of the resentment of living beings, it also left Ming without any divine power at the moment, like an ordinary living being.
Therefore, in the process of leaving the illusion, Ming just felt that there were flowers in front of her eyes, and the light and shadow were flowing.
However, Wu Huan had withdrawn his spiritual thoughts, got up and walked around, taking Ming's soul directly to the capital of the emperor, and entered the divine world of Shao Siming.
Shao Siming had made arrangements before, and everything was as usual where they appeared.
Giant trees tens of feet high can be seen everywhere here, and the laughter and laughter of living beings can be heard everywhere. The branches of those giant trees are the streets. In the hanging tree houses placed everywhere, many living beings are closely consulting on the ultimate secret of their belief in the gods——
reproduce.
Wu Wan and Ming appeared on the earth. Ming's figure was a little faint, because she had no body at the moment.
"There are many pairs of eyes staring at us," Ming said softly.
Wu Wan looked up and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, we don't do anything shameful."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ming covered the elbow of her left arm with her right hand and whispered: "It's just a little uncomfortable."
"We just walked out of the illusion, and those innate gods couldn't help but want to see how you were doing," Wu said with a smile, "You have been the god of death for countless generations."
"The six hundred and twenty-fifth generation," Ming said softly, "there are marks on the road."
Wu Wan was a little surprised: "The God of Death has collapsed so many times?"
Ming sighed softly and whispered: "It's not to blame those creatures who hate death. Death is really uncomfortable... Is that what you have experienced?"
"That's right."
Wu Wan responded vaguely: "No matter what, I still want to apologize to you for arranging a somewhat miserable life for you."
Ming was a little dazed. After a while, she finally exhaled and muttered: "Are they all fake?"
"The feelings between you are real," Wu Wang said, "and the creatures you have come into contact with are also real."
"This is a bit like a pastime for gods when they are bored."
"Of course not. Who dares to amuse your way? Is it life-threatening?"
Wu laughed a few times and continued:
"Letting you have your own judgment and establishing your understanding of the world is a necessary way to help you resist the backlash of resentment from living beings.
The main purpose of that illusion is to teach you this, not to trick you into doing something.
You see, you are now like a mature, intellectual, normal creature with a beautiful heart, and you have experienced the pain of death. In this way, you can easily feel relieved when you look at the resentment expressed by those creatures before death."
"That's true."
Ming responded thoughtfully.
They stepped on the silent grass and the crunching fallen leaves.
Wu Wan was wearing a blue Taoist robe with a light white inner collar, and his long hair was tied into a Taoist hoop. At this moment, he was walking forward with his hands behind his hands, giving him a sense of elegance.
Although Ming was still a little confused at the moment, after the seal was released, the spirit began to surround the Taoist rhyme of the Avenue of Death.
This is pure rhyme, there is no so-called distinction between justice and evil.
Wu Wan slowly described the entire process of setting up the illusion, while Ming listened carefully. When she heard that her Niuniu was also a god...
"Excessive."
Ming snorted lightly, her expression a little cold.
Wu Wan said slowly: "Don't you want to know her story?"
Ming was startled for a moment, then nodded slowly.
Wu Wan sighed, his voice becoming more distant, and the two of them walked forward aimlessly in the dim light and shadow here.
When Ming heard that the Heavenly Palace forced Yu Shi's concubine Gu Guo to perform a ten-day sacrifice, and that the ugly girl had been burned to death for ten days, she couldn't help but clenched her fists.
"Then...that would be so painful."
"Well," Wu Wan sighed, "Pain, excitement, anger, hatred, these violent emotional fluctuations will cause living beings to generate more telekinesis, and even turn into powerful resentful spirits.
That's how she was born."
Ming frowned slightly: "Why is the innate god so annoying?"
"You will know these things later." Wu Huan did not say much.
The gods of the Heavenly Palace who were staring at this place now all understood.
This time, the God of Spring is instilling the concept of "life-centered" into the new God of Death.
But they understood and couldn't stop him. After all, Wu Huan just told everything Tiangong had done, and there was no exaggeration.
Wu Wan even consulted Nv Chou's opinion in advance, and with her permission, he used Nv Chou's experience as an introduction.
Cancer in the North Sea, conspiracy in heaven, Shao Siming taking action, female ugly god...
Ming gradually entered this story, looked up at Wu Wan several times, and took note of the profile of this man with a very good voice.
She asked: "Then, how did you and Niu meet?"
"That's another price, well, that's another story."
Wu smiled and said, "I am telling you this just to stop you from blaming her."
"She takes good care of me," Ming sighed in a low voice, "I don't know if she can continue to be my friend."
"It's up to you."
Wu Wang said: "So, you understand the relationship between life and death."
Ming nodded slowly and said, "But I don't understand why there are so many miserable creatures."
"That's something you, the God of Death, should slowly observe and think about in the future."
Wu Wang said slowly:
"The tragic dead you see on the Avenue of Death are only a very small part of the dead.
Disputes between creatures, wars between kingdoms, oppression of creatures by gods, and so on.
Most living beings pass away relatively peacefully, with nostalgia for the world.
You can feel that this is a peaceful country. Several lives are passing away right now, and their relatives are bidding farewell to them."
Ming closed her eyes, and gradually seemed to be in a trance, with a somewhat relieved smile on her lips.
Wu Wan raised his eyebrows, waited for her to wake up, and continued to stroll and chat with her.
Just like that, walking and chatting all the way, the sky was filled with stars before I knew it.
They entered a lively tree house, where hospitable creatures from various tribes prepared sumptuous food for them.
They walked past the lively bonfire and watched the young men and women holding hands and singing and dancing;
They went to rest on the treetops of those giant trees, feeling the silence of the entire jungle city after most of the creatures fell asleep.
“Only when you experience the beauty of life will you fear death.
And because of the fear of death, we understand the preciousness of such peace."
Wu Wang said slowly:
"It is precisely because all these good things have a time limit and will come to an end at some point, that we can be reminded to cherish the present.
Death is part of the path of life. It is not only the end, but also contains vitality.
It is natural for living beings to hate death, and your path is destined not to be appreciated by living beings.
But, Ming;
You are indeed an indispensable existence in heaven and earth.
Living things exist between heaven and earth, and they are also consuming the vitality of heaven and earth.
Longevity, reproduction, and death are the laws that all living beings must follow. If you violate these laws, you will pay a price.
Although you have experienced too much pain, and although your predecessors have collapsed one after another, I hope you can continue to walk on, use your way to protect heaven and earth, protect living beings and everything in heaven and earth, cherish peace, and pursue beautiful thoughts.
body."
Ming's eyes reflected the starlight and she nodded slightly.
Wu Wan suddenly laughed and said, "Look, who's coming."
She was startled for a moment, then turned to look behind her, only to see a group of faint golden light slowly unfolding, and figures appearing inside it, wearing coarse clothes, each with a satisfied smile.
The ugly woman stood quietly at the front, showing an apologetic smile to Ming.
Behind her, a famous figure stood quietly.
The grandmother with a stooped figure and a cane, the father with a strong body and carrying a bow and arrow, the mother with a haggard face and tears in her eyes, grew up together but were always bullied...
mother……
Ming opened her mouth to scream, but held it back in time, only to rush forward with red eyes and embrace the woman's soul.
The young and old in the village gathered around, laughing and joking, saying blessings in low voices.
Their destination is here. Shao Siming has found hundreds of couples among his followers who are willing to give birth to new lives. He has erased the memories of these remaining souls and reincarnated according to the path of reproduction.
The ugly woman whispered these in Ming's ear, and Ming kept nodding her head, already forgetting her previous request to return to the fantasy world and live her whole life.
Amid the noise, Ming suddenly remembered something and turned around to look at the treetops.
Where is the shadow of that person?
"Sister Niu, who is he?"
"Master Wu Huanzi?"
The ugly woman chuckled lightly, with some emotion in her eyes: "A very magical big man. Although he is a living being, he is invincible."
Ming almost blurted out: "Then does he have any heirs?"
The ugly woman was also a little confused: "I haven't heard of this. It probably doesn't exist, but I can't tell for sure in the human realm..."
There was a hint of serious thinking in Ming's eyes.