Chapter 29: I Wish I Lived for Death
"Or ...... Will you send it again?"
The heavens didn't know which of their tendons was wrong, and they accidentally said this.
Looking at the other side again, sure enough, Yi Lan's eyes looked like he was looking stupid, "Then wait for you to die?"
"No, can you make it clear from beginning to end?" "What the hell is sending someone's head? How did he send him to death?" The heavens said that they really couldn't keep up with his brain circuit.
But this man didn't seem to be hostile to himself, not even thinking of leaving the spiritual sea.
Although it is completely incomprehensible to his thoughts.
"It's really troublesome...... Xingliu felt that it was a waste of time to describe it all in words, and simply extracted the memory of "sending people to people for a thousand miles" from his soul, and the glow of the nebula bloomed on the sea without reservation, "You are very special, and you are different from everyone else in nature. β
"......" Yes, there are thousands of traversers, and he is the only one who can still live after being worn and kill the traverser, can it not be special?
The heavens didn't say this, and Yi Lan's memories that he hadn't seen suddenly flooded his mind, driving away all his thoughts without a trace.
Yi Lan was the first person to cross into the heavens, and it was his arrival that made the heavens discover something special about themselves - such as this bottomless spiritual sea.
He always thought that he had some kind of physique that had been crossed, which led to Yi Lan's appearance.
The result?
The heavens do have a certain trait that is easily traversed by others, but the cause and effect relationship should be reversed - it was Yi Lan's appearance that made him appear such a trait!
This person, well, not a human, this guy picked the heavens in the vast multiverse for some reason, performed a soul piercing in an extremely inferior way, and then the heavens began to be harassed by the traverser as if a switch had been turned on.
Other words...... The pot he has been "crossing" all this time is not Linye's?
I felt a little sorry for Lin Ye who was wronged, cough, forget it, he didn't know anyway.
Skip this pot and return to Yi Lan's own problem.
It was only now that everyone understood that Yi Lan was far more unfathomable than he thought, not to mention that he only lost part of his soul, even if his existence was erased, he could return from the end of nothingness.
"Because I am the son of the Red King. Starfluid's expression was indifferent, but the nebula churning over the spiritual sea showed that his tower reading of his identity was far less peaceful than it appeared, "The future Crimson King...... part. β
Heavens: "What's that?" The name Crimson King has a lot to do with the Crimson Star, could it be a coincidence?
"It's said to be the end of eternity, but who knows what it is? Yi Lan's face flashed with a somewhat mocking smile, "Only low-level beings will simply desire a long time. β
"So you're here to die?"
"Death...... So to speak. "Rather than becoming another being in hopeless resistance and living with a strange will, it is better to find a suitable way to die as soon as possible.
However, finding death is also a technical job, and as the son of the Red King, it is difficult for him to die completely.
In the process, Yi Lan met the famous multiverse of Exotic Light, and he didn't mention what happened in the middle, but all in all, he strengthened his determination to find death.
Yes, we must find a way to die without any consequences! We must die so that we don't have even a bit of soul left!
Don't be dragged away to form the Crimson King, and don't be dragged away to become the Lord of the Lightsβare these people nervous about the Exotic Light! He just agrees with the "darkness of this world" and doesn't say that he believes in the "Light of the Other Shore"? He doesn't want to become a light bulb like the light cause at all, okay?!
In his journey to escape the hunt for death in the Exotic Light, Yi Lan discovered the heavens and discovered his essential peculiarity - this man has no soul.
It's funny, isn't it?
He is obviously a standard human being, with an independent consciousness and an almost infinite amount of spiritual energy, but he does not have a soul that is particularly important to human beings, what is the basis for his self-knowledge?
"I don't have a soul?" the heavens were stunned, and retorted without even thinking about it, "This is impossible!"
Yi Lan spread his hands: "The fact is that in your body, there is indeed no substance called soul. β
"And what am I now?" If there is no soul, in what form does it exist in this sea of spirits?
"Pure spiritual body?" Yi Lan was also unsure.
Soul, spirit, consciousness β these are three interrelated and yet completely different concepts.
According to the theory in "Spirituality and Perception" that Yi Lan knows, the soul is the unique origin of an independent life and the basic "substance" for the existence of all natural beings, while consciousness is a collection of intelligent thoughts, an abstract "concept" based on self-knowledge and free will.
As for spirit, it is roughly in between, and is basically generated by the soul to sustain the existence of consciousness, but at the same time it can also be used as some kind of universal equivalent - in some worlds, mental power is explicitly used as currency.
If the heavens are pure spiritual bodies, then the reason why he has been traversed for a long time can be well explained.
A body whose basic qualities can be called perfection and there is no corresponding soul in it is simply a perfect body, and there is no need to consider the repulsion of the body and soul.
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I think I've found the best way to force myself to update.
There are only so many chapters for the time being, and when I continue to increase the number of words, you can wait for an hour and a half to refresh this chapter and read it again, and the line will be selected to indicate that the chapter is over.
- Procrastination kills me, obsessive-compulsive disorder makes me cheat corpses.