Chapter 905: This life and the next (first update, please vote for me)

Chapter 905: This life and the next (first update, please vote for me)

The sun was shining high, and the water of Feiyan Lake was like golden scales, spreading out in pieces. Meng Qi stood on the waterside, watching the carriage go away, watching the back of Gao Lanangzang disappear, his heart was filled with emotion and sighs.

Today's Mad Emperor is the real Mad Emperor, both mad and emperor. He was young and thin at the time, but now he is proud in his royal robes.

After a long time, he silently slandered: "Brother, I originally wanted to give you the Heavenly Seal, the Four Elephant Seal, etc. as a reward... Since you want to maintain your grace and run away after pretending to be cool, let's talk about it later. , anyway, you have the Emperor's Golden Book, which is enough..."

Smiling and shaking his head, he turned around and walked into the forest by the lake, sat back in the tree hole, and pressed the light gold streamer held in his left hand to his forehead. The ancestral orifice opened and his spirit penetrated.

With a bang, countless images flashed before Meng Qi's eyes. The emperor with ordinary features but majestic self-importance stood in the sparkling illusory river, holding a long sword and looking back behind him.

The tributaries converged, and figures jumped out one after another. There were various faces and costumes, and there were also figures exactly like the emperor, existing in the past and future.

The sword light burst out, and countless bright star lines stood out in the void, appearing black and white, flowing endlessly.

The emperor's sword light circled his body, and the changes were subtle. The heaven and earth changed with him, turning into three graves and five scriptures. He was slowly rising up, separated from the long river of time, dragging all kinds of causes and effects and many people's shadows, and integrating them into his body. , and then step into the infinite chaos, so far close to the true solipsism.

The light and shadow dissipated, and Meng Qi carefully recalled what he had just seen.

This is what Gao Lan gained from comprehending the "Human Emperor's Golden Book". It is not complete, nor is it the original appearance. It is missing many key points. According to this, it is impossible to practice any martial arts at all, but it is used as a reference and as a self-created method based on the "Daoyi Seal". The reference to "all the past has vanished into thin air" is enough.

"Looking back into the past and reaching into the future, this is the martial arts that the Human Emperor relies on to reach the other side..." Meng Qi suddenly realized that this was probably the last or penultimate page of the "Human Emperor's Golden Book"!

Thinking of this, he suddenly had strange doubts. Why could Yuanshi, Lingbao, Daode, Amitabha, Bodhi, etc., who were all on the other side, be able to survive one or even several epochs, but the Human Emperor was only active in the late ancient times, the middle ages, and the early ancient times? Then it took tens of thousands of years to pass on the throne?

Could it be that the fight with the Demon Saint resulted in both losing and being destroyed?

This matter has nothing to do with him for the time being. Meng Qi suppressed his doubts and placed the mirror of this life in front of him. After it took ownership, it has become smaller. Now it is no more than the size of a palm. It is round and flawless, and it is very similar to the windy and sunny lake surface. There are countless golden light spots inside, like all the memories of this life.

Meng Qi's eyes suddenly changed, his left eye was black, his right eye was white, the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows opened, and the colorless shadow of "Daoyi Glazed Lamp" condensed, blooming with infinite brilliance with a little light, just like the first cause evolved into countless complex and inexhaustible causes and effects. .

Billions of black and white rays of light fell on the mirror of this life, and golden spots suddenly rose up and filled the air. All kinds of things in this life appeared before our eyes.

The figure when he set foot in the world of gods with a heart to live for death; the figure when he coldly arranged to defeat the Immortal Sect of Life and Death; the figure when he killed the owner of Buren Tower; the figure when he won the Seven Kills Monument; and explored together with Gu Xiaosang The figure in the ninth heaven... the figure when Gao Lan drank strong wine instead of water, sang wildly while crying; looked at Jiang Zhiwei's figure when he saw me, and disappeared at the end of the mountain road; the figure when we suddenly met each other in the dim light; looked at the master The figure when he begged for mercy for himself; the figure when he was begging for survival in the vast sea with Gu Changqing and his junior brother; the figure when he was a young monk in the Shaolin Temple...

The scene was still going back, and Meng Qi saw his own life on earth, from working hard to studying in a foreign country, from going through the college entrance examination to having a carefree childhood, from babbling to having a baby in his belly.

Once here, the golden light spots in the sky converged and fell into the mirror, and everything returned to normal.

"Experiences on Earth count as this life?" Meng Qiruo thought thoughtfully. He had never seen what happened to Su Ziyuan when he was a child, but he had what he thought were experiences on Earth in his previous life. From this point of view, "this life" should be based on the three elements of Yuan Shen. Is the soul being replaced as a standard and has nothing to do with the body?

In this way, because the previous judgment of this life was wrong, some things have to be adjusted slightly. At least when creating your own skills, you can't kill the wrong "object"!

Then, Meng Qi took out the fragment of his afterlife mirror. It was like glass, full of cracks, and full of elusive and undeterminable aura.

The light of the "Daoyi Glazed Lamp" shone on the fragments of the mirror of the afterlife, and the gray and dull mirror suddenly glowed. The countless small mirrors separated by cracks showed different figures, because they were just fragments, symbolizing something other than The afterlife, but the uncertain future.

These figures include the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha monk who is familiar to Meng Qi, the terrifying man who shouts "The sword is coming", the sad man who is crying and asking the sky, being pierced by a red spear, the swordsman in white, the crazy Taoist, and so on.

The figures turned their heads one after another, and as expected, they were all Meng Qi's own faces.

At this moment, the monk of Qingdeng Ancient Buddha raised the corners of his mouth, showing an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile!

And the scary man, the sad man asking the sky, the swordsman in white, the crazy Taoist, etc. also have the same meaningful smile!

They are the same person, and they are "the same person" in different futures! Meng Qi was shocked. No matter what the future looks like, is it destined to have only one ending? Integrated by that person? Welcome his return?

"Tian Yan is fifty, and one of them is still hidden. There is still a glimmer of hope left in the sky." Meng Qi closed his eyes, his mood quickly calmed down, and he began to combine martial arts such as the mirror of this life, the mirror of the next life, and the Tao Yiyin to find a way to cut off the past.

These "harvests" accumulate together, stimulate each other, and continue to ferment.

There are still ten months left, so I don’t know if it can be created. I hope there will be good news about Xianji’s acquisition of the Samsara Talisman.

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While sailing on the river at night, with a black awning welcoming the drizzle, Meng Qi sat in the cabin, with flashes of ideas flashing through his mind, sometimes colliding and sometimes scattering.

After he escaped to the Xijian Pavilion, he suddenly had a new idea, so he hired a boat to travel the last part of the journey.

As the sky dimmed and dimmed, Meng Qi let out a long breath, but he still failed. How could it be a simple thing to create the Overlord Sixth Level Kung Fu? If he didn't have the Dao Yi Seal waiting for him, it would probably be very difficult for him to do it throughout his life. arrive.

After leaving the ship, Meng Qi fled to Xijian Pavilion. Without concealing his aura, he quickly arrived in front of the mountain gate. Jiang Zhiwei was already aware of it and was waiting at the door.

The goose-yellow clothes are bright and gentle, and Jiang Zhiwei is bright but generous. She stands on the mountain road and covers the flowers all over the mountain.

The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.

Such a beautiful scenery may soon never be seen again... Meng Qi suddenly sighed in his heart. It is easy to say that he will live towards death, but in reality he will survive a narrow escape. Next year, today, he may be alone in a grave, and naturally he will not see similar beautiful scenery.

Meng Qi was speechless for a moment because of the deep feelings and complicated emotions. He walked silently along the mountain road. Jiang Zhiwei seemed to feel something, but she also said nothing. She stood side by side with him, walked hand in hand, and walked around the mountain road to the top of the mountain. reached the peak.

At this time, the sun was rising in the east, the sea of ​​clouds was dyed red, and the golden light was brilliant and brilliant. Meng Qi seemed to be reborn again, with a peaceful mind. He smiled slightly and said through a message: "I found the reincarnation of Huangquan and completed the Zhenwu serial mission. , get the final reward, what do you think it is?”

Jiang Zhiwei thought for a while, then smiled sweetly, more magnificent than the sun, more brilliant than the morning glow: "Since you asked me to guess, it must be something I am very interested in, one of the seven swords of Jie Tian, ​​or the general outline?"

"Zhiwei is the one who really knows me. This is the version of the Six Paths." Meng Qi smiled and replied via voice transmission. He took out the light green "seed" and handed it to Jiang Zhiwei.

Jiang Zhi pursed her lips slightly: "You completed most of the series of tasks. I deserve it, but over the years, I have become accustomed to being shameless in front of you."

After all these years... yes, many years... Meng Qi's vision suddenly became blurry.

Coming to Xijian Pavilion here is not only to send off the outline of Jie Tian's Seven Swords, but also to say goodbye.

If we say goodbye today, we may never see each other again.

Jiang Zhiwei pressed the seed between her eyebrows and absorbed the general content. Finally, her eyes were illuminated and she returned the seed to Meng Qi.

"These are the Seven Swords of Jie Tian..." Her tone was a little vague.

Meng Qi looked at her with a smile, his eyes gentle and calm: "I still have to deliver the outline to the Jade Book, so I'll take my leave first."

Jiang Zhiwei nodded and watched him turn around.

After Meng Qi took a few steps, Jiang Zhiwei's voice suddenly came to his ears:

"No matter what difficulties you encounter, I will draw my sword to help you."

She could tell that Meng Qi had something on his mind, but the other party refused to mention it and would not ask directly.

After a pause, Jiang Zhiwei added:

“You never walk alone.”

Meng Qi closed his eyes, walked slowly, raised his hand, and said with a smile: "I am also shameless. If I really need help, I will definitely ask."

Some things can only be faced by oneself!

Jiang Zhiwei stood at the top of the mountain in a daze, watching as Meng Qi's figure in green shirt slowly disappeared at the end of the mountain road, where flowers were in full bloom and their fragrance was thick.

That year and that day in this mountain.

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