Chapter 930 Another Me (First Update)
A golden Buddha surrounded by gray and white aura stands in front, shaped like a forest of stone, but it cannot cover up the golden cudgel that stretches into the sky. At the junction between it and the sky, a dark invisible vortex slowly rotates. Thunder and green lotus circle around the rod body and are endlessly arising and dying. Sometimes there is nothingness, deep and terrifying, and sometimes the nebula condenses and is bright and pure.
This is the scene in Meng Qi's eyes. Everything feels unreal. Even the sounds coming from the depths of the huge pit are covered with a layer of illusion, as if they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers:
"Swing the knife in your heart and see if you can save them."
"Or you can live or die."
Jiang Zhiwei struggled desperately, but she couldn't even shake her head, and she couldn't make a sound in her mouth. Her throat was so anxious that her throat was filled with anxiety. Her grief, anger, and anxiety condensed into mist, filling her bright eyes with hazy water, seeming to urge Meng Qi. Escape quickly, don't worry about yourself and others, keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood!
Zhao Heng, who was lying in front of the golden-winged roc, closed his mouth and looked directly at Meng Qi with his eyes filled with calmness, emotion and determination.
If you die, we may not be able to live, but if you don’t die, we still have hope of resurrection!
Ruan Yushu was thrown to the ground, with fragments of ice crystals remaining on her white dress. Her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and her whole body was shivering involuntarily. She tried her best to move her lips and make a sound, but she could not break through the shackles and was helpless.
Her eye sockets quickly turned red, and her eyelashes were like thick brushes, trembling and trembling. She looked a bit pitiful in addition to the coldness, and there were illusory piano sounds occasionally overflowing from her soul, making her extremely anxious.
For some reason, the words Ruan Yushu once said suddenly sounded in Meng Qi's mind:
"If one day you find a chance to escape from the Six Paths, and He uses me to get you into a trap, then you don't have to pay attention."
"Being controlled by the six paths is equivalent to death. It is better to free one or two of them. If you have great achievements in the future, resurrect me."
The words were still in his ears, and the matter was already unfolding before his eyes. Meng Qi closed his eyes, stretched out the five fingers of his right hand, and slowly but firmly reached for the handle of the knife.
Are you willing to use the sword without seeing the rightful owner?
Will the energy and spirit that have been cultivated through so much suffering and suffering in the past ten years be exhausted here?
Moreover, whether it is the remains of Manjushri Bodhisattva, the Golden-winged Dapeng, or the White Heavenly Dragon, they are not the enemies that he has targeted and restrained for ten years. Their strength is equivalent to that of the Earth Immortal, and even the former is better than Mr. Lu Da and Su Wuming, the success of this sword attack is very slim...
Questions to himself ran through Meng Qi's mind, and his eyes were as deep as ever.
It would be great if I were a robot without any emotions. It would be great if I could be too forgetful of emotion. Then there would be no need to hesitate, struggle, or suffer.
But in this life, some things are more important than life!
Snap, his right hand put on the handle of the Lingbao Sword, and with a clang, he pulled out the orange fire sword.
The light lit up, like the sun rising in the east, illuminating the darkness, almost as bright as the birth and death of thunder.
This magic weapon is as sharp as ever, and even contains unimaginable sword intent. After ten years of suffering, I have never forgotten to "sharpen the sword"!
Jiang Zhiwei looked at Meng Qi with hazy eyes, filled with sorrow, anger and struggle. Two lines of tears slipped from the corners of Ruan Yushu's eyes. Zhao Heng moved his eyes away, not wanting to see such an ending.
The orange fire knife is getting brighter and brighter, the aura is getting more and more violent, and a big sun is about to erupt and cannot be stabilized.
Meng Qi raised his long knife. The magic weapon seemed to explode at any time. He looked through the gap into the depths of the pit, where there was the angler, his "self".
His voice was slow but firm:
"Don't you want to seize my body? Don't you want to occupy this body? Then let them go, otherwise I would rather destroy myself than let you succeed!"
It is useless to simply beg for mercy, and to stand still is to place all your hopes on the other party, and you can only fight with yourself as a bargaining chip.
Deep in the pit, the voice was vague and emotionless:
"You are not the only fish I have. You are not as important as you think."
"If you dare to destroy yourself, they will die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the remains of Manjushri Bodhisattva raised the sword of wisdom and pretended to kill Jiang Zhiwei.
Meng Qi's eyes were still filled with emotions, and he flashed the long knife in his hand, slashing it towards the center of his eyebrows.
You can do it as you say, no kidding!
Manjushri Bodhisattva's sword of wisdom then fell down and struck Jiang Zhiwei's head. He was more decisive than Meng Qi and more determined than Meng Qi because he was not the one who was being killed.
The sword was bright and clean, and the void was filled with sword intent. The hair on Jiang Zhiwei's forehead fell off one by one, indicating the upcoming ending.
The sword paused, Meng Qi lowered his head and slowly uttered three words:
"you win."
Yes, the other party was completely indifferent. If his death could not replace the lives of Jiang Zhiwei and others, what was the point?
The three words echoed around, with a bit of humiliation and a bit of despair, and a drop of clear tears gathered in Jiang Zhiwei's misty eyes.
"Just understand." An indifferent voice came from afar. Manjushri Bodhisattva's sword had already stopped when Meng Qi's Fire Sword stopped.
Meng Qi raised his head, with a pair of eyes that were a little bit red:
"What do you want me to do?"
The indifferent and ethereal voice said: "Self-proclaimed soul and physical body, go to Manjushri Bodhisattva and ask him to give him a complete ban, then walk into the array of ten thousand Buddhas and walk to the golden cudgel."
Meng Qi closed his eyes, sheathed the long sword, patted the center of his eyebrows and the clay ball with his right hand, sealing the soul and body, and then walked towards Manjushri Bodhisattva.
Wuuwuwu! Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu tried desperately to speak, but they couldn't make any sound. The hoarseness in their throats had turned into sobbing. If they had a little strength, they would definitely shake their heads frantically and try their best to stop it.
Zhao Heng closed his eyes. Men don't cry easily, but they haven't been sad yet.
Manjusri Bodhisattva looked at Meng Qi with his empty eyes, and suddenly an arm appeared in the air, white in color, and fell on Meng Qi's forehead.
Deep in the light of wisdom, every acupoint and every internal organ of Meng Qi were sealed, and he could no longer mobilize the power of the inner scene. The soul was bound to the mud pill and could not exert its ability.
Looking back at Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng, Meng Qi showed some nostalgia, but turned back firmly, and walked forward step by step with his "mortal body", destined to the end.
There was a wuuwu sound behind him.
Struggling for a lifetime, it seems that it is still difficult to escape fate.
Passing through the golden Buddhas like a stone forest, Meng Qi's vision suddenly widened. The golden hoop was inserted into the Lingshan Mountain in the center of the huge pit. In the gap, there were green lotuses, thunder and lightning, and black air, but only the golden hoop was seen, not Sun Wukong.
And not far from the golden hoop, there was a mountain peak standing, just like a five-fingered palm!
The mountain was not high, heavy and thick. On the top was a bodhi branch that flashed with colorful light. The whole mountain was crystal clear and had nine branches. Some were withered and some were flourishing, some were illusory and some were real, full of great purity, great wisdom, great light, great freedom, and great bliss.
This bodhi tree branch was inserted at the top of the peak, and the light appeared and disappeared from time to time, as if running water was watering the seal!
In the center of the golden hoop and the "Five Finger Mountain", a Taoist figure stood with his back to Meng Qi, watching the green lotus bloom and fall coldly. He was familiar in figure, indifferent in temperament, and wearing a dark golden cassock with one shoulder exposed.
Is this the fisherman? Meng Qi walked ten steps behind the man and stopped instinctively.
"This is your chance, why resist?" The figure turned slowly with his hands behind his back.
He showed a face that Meng Qi was very familiar with, because that was himself!
The face of the figure changed between two appearances, sometimes Su Ziyuan, sometimes Meng Qi from Earth, and the two gradually merged to form a weird face that included two appearances, but when looking at it, it only showed the one he wanted to see in his heart, but compared with Meng Qi himself, it had a bit more evil.
Meng Qi's expression and eyes suddenly calmed down, as if he knew that the ending could not be changed and was doomed to be inescapable. He smiled and said:
"What should I call you?"
"Ananda, or the Demon Buddha?"
He paused and spoke again:
"Or the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."
Boom! Thunders exploded one after another, the Milky Way was born and died, illuminating a corner.
The figure in the dark gold cassock showed no surprise and said calmly: "It's all right. Ananda is 'me', the Demon Buddha is 'me', and the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is also 'me'?" He admitted frankly without any concealment, and was completely confident that he was Ananda, he was the Demon Buddha, and he was the mysterious Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation! "But how do you know I'm the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?" Meng Qi sighed: "I have always been curious about some of the martial arts on the exchange list. They come from novels, comics, movies and TV series I have read. They don't really exist. Why are they on the exchange list and can be practiced? If it is affected by the leaked breath of the real world, like myths, some characters, poems and songs, they are projections of legendary powers and some coincidental deeds, then why are there no such things in the real world?" "I have never understood this, and I don't understand why my luck is so good in the reincarnation mission. It was so abnormal that many tasks were even tailor-made for me. It was not until Xi mentioned that the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation was in a weak state, and then I knew that the Demon Buddha was my angler and reached the other side, but was suppressed by the Buddha, so I had some associations and guesses. "
"Your admission finally made me feel relieved. The small jade Buddha is the proof of the fish. After a short period of adaptation, you let me start to contact Ananda's inheritance, get the real small jade Buddha that can open the door to Lingshan, and get all kinds of benefits. Once I show signs of wanting to get rid of it, I will be suppressed, and I will be assigned a dilemma. I will be deliberately Targeted, almost no rules, just like this time, Zhiwei and the others want to interrupt their return in advance, I'm afraid it won't be possible. "
"And your original intention of becoming the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation should be two points, one is to cultivate your own fish with controlled tasks, and the other is to explore the truth of some ancient things without attracting the attention of other bigwigs. "
The Demon Buddha wore the look that Meng Qi was most familiar with, with indifferent eyes, slightly raised corners of his mouth, and said with his hands behind his back:
"With the arrival of the doomsday, the seal began to loosen, and I was able to reveal a little power, with the help of the reincarnation seal, to seek a way to escape in advance. Of course, I don't want to be caught by others. People found out. "
"You are the 'fish' that I deliberately cut off contact with and hid on Earth. I am not unfamiliar with everything you have experienced. Su Ziyuan is a bait used to deceive some guys. You are my real 'fish', the fish lured from Earth. Hey, didn't Lu Ya fall for it? Now your Yuanshi True Body is about to be completed. Once integrated, the Tathagata Golden Body, the Nifo Demon Body, and the Yuanshi True Body will be together. I may be able to escape immediately and find the last step. Breakthrough. "
Ananda's nine styles of Tathagata Palms merged into one, which proved the Tathagata Golden Body, but it has not grown up yet, so it is modestly called Ananda Dharma Body.
The Demon Buddha walked towards Meng Qi step by step, looking at him, sizing him up, and nodded slightly. He was very satisfied with the growth of the fish and the harvest this time. There was no pressure, but the suffocating atmosphere was better than any pressure!
A few steps later, he and Meng Qi were very close, and the smell of the two almost identical faces could be heard.
"No need to struggle, the other 'me', you will soon appreciate the realm on the other side, which you will never experience in your life. This is the glory of being a fish, and this is my gift." The eyes of the devil Buddha Deeply, his body gradually disappeared, and his right hand reached out and pressed between Meng Qi's eyebrows.
Meng Qi did not struggle and seemed to have accepted his fate. He looked directly at the Demon Buddha and suddenly said:
"Or should I still call you Thor?"
Mofo paused.