Reincarnation is gone.

Pangu is dead.

The gods withdrew.

The short night also passed.

The whole universe doesn't seem to have changed at all from before the night, but it seems to have changed a lot.

There are so many rumors about the wasteland.

For example, the Ziwei Sage Monarch Xie Buchen, who was personally erected by the Great Venerable of Seeing Sorrow, such as the old man of Tianmu Meng, who is mysterious and good at making dreams, and for example, the Great Venerable of Seeing Sorrow who is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and has a mixed reputation......

"Destruction" is because of the rumors of the ruins, it is she who has destroyed the reincarnation of the whole world, and even the real fall of Pangu Dazun is inseparable from her, and she has countless infamy; "reputation" is because of the extraordinary combat power, even if the gods are powerful, but one reincarnation has been destroyed, the second is that Pangu is dead, and the third is that the fight is not sorrowful, so it also extinguishes the ambition to dominate the universe.

Of course, the main reason is that you can't fight.

Zhang Tang is very clear about this.

At this moment, he was standing behind the newest Great Venerable in this universe, watching her brush away the dust covering the tombstone little by little.

The words "the tomb of sorrow" fell on the stele.

And when you look around, you can see that behind this tombstone, there are countless similar tombs, each with the same name engraved on it.

After the reincarnation was destroyed, the group of ghost cultivators in the Origin Realm Extreme Domain became veritable "last ghost cultivators". But the Wasteland War also broke the ban between the upper ruins and the lower realm, and even the "ascension" did not exist, after all, the so-called "immortals" were actually just cultivators who cultivated to a higher level. Therefore, ghost cultivation has become one of the ten thousand cultivation categories, and there is not necessarily any difference.

"When I think about it, I'm curious. Seeing that he stared at the tombstone, he asked Zhang Tang behind him without looking back, "Lord Zhang, you said that I clearly asked you to destroy the ghost axe immediately when you came to the wasteland, but why was it so late in the end?"

Zhang Tang put his hands in his sleeves, his eyelids didn't bother to lift, and he said unexpectedly: "It's late, it's late, this official has always acted slower and appropriate." ”

Appropriate......

Seeing that he was really going to be angry, he only said: "Didn't you really decide to do it after hearing me claim to replace Pangu and become the new Great Venerable?"

Zhang Tang was not weak at all: "Naturally not." You have become a great honor, but it has nothing to do with this official. ”

Seeing sorrow, I finally don't want to take care of this dead face.

Anyway, although she has a mixed reputation, but "I" is preached, and she is also a great respect, Zhang Tang, the cool official of the Great Xia in the past, and the Yan Jun of the Extreme Region, even though he has no official position, but because of his relationship with her in the past, he has a status above 10,000 people under one person in this ruins.

It's called "it doesn't matter"!

"After Pangu fell asleep, the nine-headed bird still tried his best to resurrect him. She sighed, paused, and then said, "I pondered, if I fell into the situation of Pangu one day, Master Zhang would probably only build a torture hall in my grave to try prisoners." ”

Zhang Tang's indifferent gaze raised, swept around the desolate star full of graves, shook his head, and said, "I'm panicking." ”

“……”

Seeing that he finally couldn't help but turn his head, he looked at him fixedly, and looked at him for a long time.

"It's the first time I've heard that there are people who dislike my graveyard and are still a skinning man. ”

Zhang Tang lowered his eyes and looked at her, and only said calmly: "Every grave is dug up, and there are the same people lying inside, aren't you panicking? In other words, you who lie under every grave at this moment will be spared death. As long as you let this go ahead of time, you can make a shot. But now there is only one you standing here. ”

"So what?" he shook his head, "Killing Pangu is only one thing, what I need more is that drop of heart fire." A drop of heart fire, a drop of spark. How can the universe be rekindled without it? Those gods are not fools. ”

As she spoke, she laughed.

All I remembered was the stone that wanted to become the stars in the sky.

At this moment, his eyes were faint, and he cast himself into the sky.

In the starry sky, it was bright.

"When I became a me, all my memories melted together, not just that I had all my memories, but that I had all my memories. I'm exactly the same with each other, it's all a pool of stagnant water......"

"What's the joy of knowing life?"

"I don't need to have so many boring mes, or rather, I don't want them. ”

Zhang Tang frowned slightly: "But there is another person lying here right now, who was killed by you early, and even you don't know its future." ”

There is no need for him to say the following words, and he already knows what he actually wants to say: since there is still an unknown possibility, then all the dead her may not be a pool of stagnant water. In other words, they don't have to die.

It can be seen that the sorrow did not explain.

She just smiled and asked Zhang Tang: "Then Lord Zhang thinks that it is me or any of them who are standing in front of you at this moment?"

Zhang Tang was stunned, and finally suddenly.

He has always been cold and solemn on his face, so it is rare to put a faint smile on it.

Not "me", not any of them.

Memory is life.

Standing in front of him at this moment is a sorrow and all sorrows, a "me" and all "me".

Seeing that he looked at him sadly, he couldn't help but say: "Lord Zhang is also very good-looking when he laughs." ”

Zhang Tang's little smile disappeared immediately.

He glanced at him coldly, returned to the appearance of the dead man's face, threw down a message and left: "There is something looking for you on the other side of the cliff mountain, let's take a look before leaving." ”

Seeing that the frowning eyebrows were slightly raised, he was too lazy to bother with him.

After he left, she stood there for a long time, staring at the earliest tombstone. She lay in here, and she had not fused with her even once, so her dissipated memories became her only unknown.

But she can think of more and more unknowns.

Does this mean a whole new possibility?

Maybe when she walks out of this universe, she will encounter a new world outside that surpasses all her cognition, which can subvert all the existing rules and turn the only unknown into infinite possibilities?

It's another year, and it's three thousand small meetings.

Since the ban between the upper ruins and the lower realm was broken, the powerful monks who had ascended from the Origin Realm had come back from time to time to visit the door.

What kind of Fudao mountain people, Zheng Invitation, Baji Daozun......

That's it.

What's even more terrifying is that the green leaf ancestor also came back to visit the door, and occasionally brought a Dai Dai who was like an oil bottle.

Seeing sorrow on the way back to Yashan, I saw many familiar faces in the past: Wang Ke, Wu Duan, Xiahou pardon, Lu Xiangleng......

Some people's cultivation has risen, and some people are still the same.

Some people have recovered from their injuries, while others have added new injuries.

She only swept over the nineteen continents, and then landed on the cliff mountain road, following the most familiar road in the past, to the Lanyue Palace.

The people of Fudao Mountain did not come back often, and the former head of Zheng Yu always complained that he somehow got mixed up with the monks.

But I don't care much when I see sorrow.

When she arrived at the Lanyue Palace, it was the middle of the night.

Fang Xiaoxie was the only one in the hall, and when he saw her coming back, he jumped down from the window edge that overlooked the Jiutou River, and called: "See Uncle Sorrow." ”

When he saw the sorrow, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Fang Xiaoxie raised his hand and flipped it over, it turned out to be a small box that appeared in his palm, he didn't speak, only flipped it to Jianchou.

When opened, it was empty.

The contents of the original inside are gone!

"How could it be ......?"

Until he came out of the Moon Palace, he didn't think much about it, so he only scattered all his perceptions to the surroundings, but he couldn't find half a trace of that thing.

After standing silently in the stone pavilion in the middle of the mountain for a long time, she thought that since she was leaving, she should go up to have a look.

So the body rode the wind and went up in the moon.

Also on the top of the sheath, the cliff mountain sword is still the same.

It's been too long since anyone has been able to pull out this sword.

She landed on the top of the flattened mountain, took only a few low stones, took out a pot of wine, put two cups on the table, and sat down in front of the cliff mountain giant sword with only its scabbard exposed.

Fill yourself with wine.

He also poured wine for the cup that was placed opposite him.

Seeing that he was worried, he took a drink.

The opposite position is still empty. The full wine cup was placed at the other end, reflecting only the clear light of the mountains and the moon.

She then thought that this should be the last time she would drink with the Sword Emperor.

Cup after cup.

The aroma of wine travels far and wide.

At night, a drunkard smelled it, and the extremely sensitive rosacea came with the smell. It was a red-faced old man with crane hair and a childish face, and he was very surprised when he saw it: "Dazun is drinking here alone?"

I recognized it at a glance, this old man is a frightening and almost omniscient retard, no, cough, Zhilinsuo.

Qu Zhengfeng had a very good relationship with him before his death.

Although she rarely appeared in these years, Zhi Linsuo often came to her, and she was called a biography for her. She didn't care whether it was passed on or not, she just looked at Qu Zhengfeng's face in the past and talked to him a few words. But this one, every time you have to take the opportunity to be cheeky and go back from Yashan to order wine.

After coming and going, it is considered ripe.

There was no need to say hello, so Zhi Linsu sat down beside Jianchou, but he didn't sit opposite her very carefully, and directly asked: "Old man, I heard that something strange happened to your Yashan, and you lost something, or did you lose your thing?"

Seeing the sorrow, he said: "There is a heart in the box, and it is gone." ”

Heart?

Although Zhi Linsuo said this, his eyes were already staring directly at the cup between his fingers, and he didn't want to answer: "It's so decent, how can you lose it?

That's right......

Seeing that she was still a little melancholy in her heart, Zhi Linsuo's sentence actually made her laugh.

It's just that she didn't bother to correct whose heart it was, and drank as usual.

When Zhi Linsu looked at her like this, he couldn't help but think of the scene on the sea of Kunwu Yunhai back then, and he forgot to drink for a while, only remembering what she had done in the past thousand years.

After destroying reincarnation and becoming a great venerable, she devoted herself to preaching.

Now that the "I" path has become manifest, I often argue with monks who are clamoring for the restoration of samsara, and when I encounter stubborn ones, I really can't convince anyone.

As for the gods, she ignored them all.

Whether the gods have a dispute with the Terrans, or the Terrans have disputes with the Terrans, she has never intervened.

Others can't help but be worried about this.

When he saw that he was worried, he only replied: They are all disputes, what is the difference? I can suppress one thing, but I can't suppress everything.

But recently, he had a drink with some of his old friends in Yashan, and he heard that she might leave.

Zhi Linsuo did not quite understand what the word "go" meant.

He pondered for a long time, and suddenly said: "Speaking of which, the last time the old man asked about the destruction of reincarnation, the Great Venerable still hasn't answered. ”

Seeing that he had a little headache, he thought that it was a wise decision to leave this world by himself, not necessarily all for the sake of the agreement with Fu Chaosheng, and Zhi Linsuo's noise could definitely be the first reason.

She sighed inwardly.

After thinking about it, he finally answered him: "The times create heroes, and heroes make the times." Sometimes people are changed by the world, but sometimes people can also change the world. The strong have something to do and something to do, I just chose the former. If you become a king or lose, you will be right, and if you are defeated, what is right will be wrong. So ask me if it's right or wrong, it's better to go to the long time ahead. Everything will have an answer. ”

As for others, criticism will be criticized.

"That, that Pangu ......"

Zhi Linsu remembered the rumors that everyone had secretly spread, for example, he had said that he would "kill Pangu".

He thought that since he wanted to set up a biography for his sorrows, he should always understand these things clearly, right?

Seeing his sad expression, he became a little silent: "I can indeed count half of the people who killed Pangu." He led the Terrans to this realm and protected the whole race, and the people regarded them as gods. But he was just a mortal man. Now he is a god, and a single thought may be an evil spirit. Though I send him to fall today, do you know that I will not be another Pangu tomorrow?"

People change.

No one dares to say that they will always be right.

Everything in the world ebbed and flowed, and now she has replaced Pangu and created the "I" Dao after reincarnation, and there will definitely be someone in the future who will replace her and separate the Dao from the "I" Dao. This cycle repeats itself, and as long as the existence of this world is not destroyed, such changes will never stop.

The old is forever replaced by the new.

What was once right will become what is wrong now.

Seeing that she was really open to these things, as she had always maintained a neutral arbiter posture over the years, and had never really participated in the dispute since the Great War of the Wastelands.

Zhi Linsu listened to it and didn't understand it.

But none of this really matters.

His mind finally returned to the wine, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see the sorrow and took the initiative to ask him to drink as usual, so he had to lean his face up: "Ahem, the wine you drank today smells very good! The wine glass looks very chic!"

It looks like a normal wine, with a deep dark green color, and a glass with a dull red color.

You don't have to listen to Zhi Linsuo's words when you see sorrow, you just listen to his cough, and you know what he wants to say.

Instead of usual, she had already poured it for the other party.

But today, she shook her head, put down the empty wine cup, and said, "You can't drink this glass of wine today." ”

Zhi Linsuo suddenly glared angrily: "Nonsense, old man, I have to use the amount of sea water to drink! I can't drink it! Really, after becoming a great honor, I have become more and more unpopular, I, I finally ranked you when I was still in the small meeting!"

Yes, the old man is here.

Seeing that he really wanted to drink, and thinking that he said it himself, he was afraid and didn't believe it, so when he saw that he was worried, he stretched out his hand, shook it in the void, and held out a dark red wine cup out of thin air.

Zhi Linsu didn't even see what kind of spell it was.

Then, seeing the sorrow, he already took the pot of wine next to him and filled it for him.

Zhilinsu smelled the aroma of the wine, so he took a deep breath, intoxicated, he really couldn't wait for half a minute, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to serve it.

"Huh?"

A hand reached over and took the wine cup, but it didn't move.

The whole cup is like it grows on a stone platform!

He suddenly glanced at the sorrow, and looked clear: "Oh, the old man is in order, right?"

Zhi Linsuo changed his hands this time: "I'll end!"

Didn't move.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

He even used the spiritual power on his body, and his already red face was dripping blood, and the wine cup still didn't move!

Zhi Linsu was angry: "I think I have drunk too much wine in your Yashan, and now you deliberately don't give me a drink, don't you? Believe it or not, you are anxious about me, I, I will write you blindly when I go back, and let you stink for ten thousand years!"

Seeing that he didn't put this threat in his eyes, he just lowered his eyes, picked up the wine cup that Zhi Linsuo couldn't hold up anyway, and said lightly: "Lonely wine, sincerity is ......."

Those who are not the great brave of the world cannot drink it.

Although the cup of sincerity is light, the wine of loneliness is heavy.

Zhilinsu can't stand up, it's too normal.

She raised her hand and looked up, and drank the wine from the cup.

When the wine cup was put down again, it covered the eyes of Yuehua, adding a bit of loneliness.

When he saw that he got up, his body was about to disappear into the night.

Zhi Linsu remembered the rumors he had heard earlier, looked at her back, and blurted out, "Where is Dazun going?"

Seeing that he didn't look back, he said casually: "I don't know." ”

Zhi Linsuo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the stone platform, on the opposite side of the position where he was worried, there was still a full glass of wine, and he asked again: "You are leaving, what about this glass of wine?"

When he saw the sorrow, he replied: "Leave it to future generations." ”

When the voice fell, the person was already outside the stars.

Just like Fu Chaosheng, who was going to the edge of the universe at that time, he was worried at the moment, and he also stepped on this bright galaxy and went to the unknown.

Maybe stepping out is the homeland of Pangu, or maybe it's a new world;

Maybe she can see Fu Chaosheng again, or maybe she will be lost in the unknown.

The unknown always means danger.

But for the sorrow at this moment, all the uncertainty means new possibilities, a risk that she cannot anticipate.

The wind and the moon of Yashan were left behind.

It also includes the top of the sheath, the cliff sword.

After a long, long time, there will be countless monks who are either mediocre or genius when they come to the cliff mountain, and climb to the top of the sheath and try to hold this glass of wine.

But it is like a cliff mountain sword standing on the top of the sheath.

For a long time, no one could hold this wine.

Later generations will see the last drinking place of the Great Zun of sorrow, called "pouring sorrow platform", and the wine that no one has ever picked up is called "seeing sorrowful wine".

Just like when I saw sorrow when I was leaving, I said-

Forever for posterity.

On this day, Zhi Linsu returned to his pavilion in a huff, only hating that he couldn't afford to hold the glass of wine, so he opened all the wine that he had come from Yashan a while ago to drink.

Drink to your heart's content.

Drunk, I only swore that I would smear my sorrow in that "Seeing Sorrow Dazun Benji"!

The little boy who was serving him with a pen trembled in fright, but he still couldn't stop the curiosity in his heart, and asked cautiously: "Sir, they all said that Dazun is gone and is no longer in this realm, is it true?"

"Nonsense!"

Zhi Linsuo staggered, grabbed the pen in the child's hand into his hand, and stood in front of the rice paper spread out in front of the desk, and there was a burst of shouting in his mouth.

"She's not gone, she's still there!"

The child was dumbfounded.

Zhi Linsuo burped, already drunk, only holding the pen dipped in ink, half reciting and half groaning, muttering something, and scribbling on the rice paper.

Then he "snapped" and threw the pen on the case.

He also held the wine jar, raised his hand and pointed, and said, "Look, there it is!"

The child was stunned and leaned up to look, and most of the books spread out on the case had been written, and at the top were the six words "See the sorrowful Dazun Benji".

The lines on the rice paper were a little drunk.

He made it carefully, but it was—

In this world, in the other world, in the world, in legends, in the world, everything is like walking on thin ice, brave and diligent!

(Final)