Chapter 984 has to be pretty

western regions

Daisetsuzan Mountain

Ochinatji

The old monk trembled and walked to the hall of the Great Wheel Ming King, and glanced at the huge lotus throne that was still high but had long lost its meaning. When there was the person called Dalun Ming Wang sitting on it, Buddhism could become an existence above the supremacy of imperial power for more than a thousand years.

Now that the Great Wheel Ming King is gone, the meaning of Buddhism is actually gone. No matter how disdainful he is for the Great Wheel Ming King, it cannot be denied that the Great Wheel Ming King has successfully done one thing for more than a thousand years, that is, to make everyone on the grassland think that the Great Wheel Ming King is the Buddha Sect, and the Buddha Sect is the Great Wheel Ming King.

One side of the hall has collapsed, but the other side is still resplendent in gold.

He looked at the shattered side, remembering the day when the great red light flashed. That kind of power is definitely not something that people can compete with, even if it is the only cultivator in the world like Sang Chao.

"Do you really think that letting Meng Ge lead his troops eastward can solve everything?"

He asked.

The old monk knew that he was there, and he was always there.

"Something has to be done, otherwise wouldn't all my years of hard work be in vain?"

The voice replied indifferently.

"However, the area you can control is to the Wolf Milk Mountain, and you can't control the east of the Wolf Milk Mountain. Even if you let Meng Ge lead his troops eastward, there are still too many unforeseen things happening. When the Sang Rebellion came, I also told you that on the edge of the sea in the east, foreigners using firearms had invaded the Central Plains. The balance you have worked so hard to achieve over the years may be broken by external forces, even if it is not broken by internal forces. ”

The old monk seemed to be a little distracted, and slowly walked to the stone steps under the lotus throne and sat down.

"I've always believed that you're right, and while I know that the reason you want to keep the world the way it is because you're scared too, you're thinking about it for the majority anyway. If the previous world was really that terrible, then there is nothing wrong with you preventing that world from appearing. ”

"Am I scared?"

There was some dissatisfaction in his voice, but soon, the voice came again: "Yes, you are right, I am afraid. If you've been through that, you'll be afraid, it's an unstoppable destruction. I'm the only survivor, so I have to stop this from happening again. ”

"You're selfish."

The old monk couldn't help but smile: "Cold and cold selfishness, very interesting." ”

The voice paused for a long time, and then seemed to sigh: "It seems that I really can't let a person live too long, and if I live too long, I will know a lot of things that I shouldn't know." Looks like you've found something, should I kill you right away? ”

"Whatever......"

The old monk moved his body, as if the cold stone steps made him feel a little uncomfortable. But he was too old to bother to move as long as he sat down.

"You're right, although you have always maintained a mystery, but I have lived in this temple on this mountain for so long, it is inevitable that I can see through some, I didn't say it before, because I didn't dare to say it before, I was afraid of death...... I can almost count how many days I'll live now, so I'm not afraid. ”

"I want to know, what the hell are you ...... What the? ”

The old monk raised his head and searched the corner: "On the day of the Sang Chao, some things were destroyed in this hall, so your voice seemed even more ethereal. I was thinking, there must be something in this hall that can send your voice out. The moment the Sang chaos ruined him, he understood that you are not alone, and I also understood. As the last curiosity before dying, can you tell me what you are? ”

The voice was silent again for a long time.

It was only when the old monk was almost asleep that it sounded again: "After that disaster, there is no living person in this world, not only people, not even a mouse or even a single insect has survived. You've seen that violent destructive power, but you can't empathize with it. If it weren't for the fact that the mountain was high enough and the temperature at the top of the mountain was low enough, then I was afraid that I would not have survived. Luckily, I chose to be here because it was safe enough. No one realized that there would be such a space in the mountain. ”

"Yes, I'm not alone, but you don't need to know what I am. If you can't look at me as a human being, then this is the failure of my efforts over the years. ”

"Since you still don't want to say it, I won't ask."

The old monk smiled, and there seemed to be no disappointment.

"I have a more curious question, though, not about you, but about people."

"What?"

The voice asked.

"Constitution"

The old monk sat up straight, and his expression became solemn: "People can practice, and people with different physiques practice in different ways, and their realms are also different. If people are equal, why do they have different physiques? If you tell me that you made all these different physiques, I believe it. ”

"Not me"

The voice replied simply: "Yes...... The aftermath of the war. ”

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"The aftermath of war?"

The old monk didn't understand this sentence, and his knowledge couldn't understand the meaning behind it. In this temple in the mountain now, the old monk is the closest person to "him", and he is also the person who knows the most about some things beyond this world, but there are some things that the old monk still can't understand.

"I can't explain it to you."

There was some impatience in his voice: "To put it simply, after those absolutely powerful weapons in the war destroy the world, they will have an impact on everything, the light you see, the storm that spreads, there is a very special substance in it, and something in the world has changed. ”

The old monk didn't understand, but he didn't plan to ask again, because he really didn't understand these words, not at all.

"So, what is the Heaven and Earth Vitality?"

The old monk asked, "You said that in the past, no one in that world cultivated, and there was no heaven and earth vitality in the world. Although the catastrophe destroyed people and all living beings, and not even a tree remained, the place was still this place. Why does the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi appear after the disaster has passed? ”

"Or because of the war."

The voice replied: "After the war, this place was zeroed. It means that everything here is gone, and it starts again. The earth and the sky have also suffered great wounds, and no one can repair them, only themselves. Over the long years, the earth and the sky began to drain those things that could hurt them, mending the wounds with a purest form of air. ”

"Many, many years later, the poisonous and harmful things that remain on the earth and the air are finally removed, and the earth and the sky are completely new. None of the remnants of the last human society remained, the purest thing contained the power of nature. ”

"This is the Heaven and Earth Vitality."

"Then why didn't that world before?"

The old monk asked again.

"Yes"

The voice replied affirmatively: "But exhausted...... There are no longer known how many reincarnations there are on this land, and it may take tens of thousands of years for human beings to go from appearance to extinction, or maybe only a few thousand years. When the first humans appeared, the earth was pure and the air was the same, just as it is now. But as people began to become more and more intelligent, creating more and more things that were good for humanity but destroyed the land, the pure heaven and earth energy was gradually corroded and disappeared. ”

"I still remember ......"

After a pause, his voice continued, "When the last world existed, when there were no firearms in human beings as now, there were also cultivators. The more ancient and primitive the society, the greater the ability of the practitioner. The last world was thousands of years before the destruction of mankind, which is called the Age of Mythology. At that time, there were a large number of cultivators who cultivated to become extremely powerful. They even possessed the great ability to move mountains and reclaim seas, and were called gods. ”

"Perhaps, they are also the same as the current people, it is the things left after the destruction of the previous world that have changed people's physiques, so there will be cultivators who surpass normal people. But as people relied more and more on weapons and tools, they gradually made themselves more and more lazy, and fewer and fewer people were willing to practice, and later they couldn't practice because they didn't have the vitality of heaven and earth. ”

"Since about three hundred years before the destruction of the last world, no cultivators have appeared."

After hearing this, the old monk nodded thoughtfully: "You mean, if you don't stop it, then it won't be long before firearms start to be widely used, and there will be no Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in this world?" ”

"Yes"

There was a little tiredness in the voice, "he" was not blunt in his various tones, but it made people feel that it was unnatural, the old monk suddenly thought of a word, he didn't know if it was right or not, but he felt it was more appropriate. Imitate...... He felt that all the feelings in that voice were not the voice itself, but imitated.

"Understood."

The old monk slowly breathed a sigh of relief and sorted out the thoughts in his head: "What do you mean is that because of development, people begin to rely more and more on tools rather than themselves, so that people's physique becomes worse and worse. When this development reached its extreme, war ensued, and destruction ensued. And then everything was ...... Zero, start over. People began to appear again, learned to practice in the pure heaven and earth, and then many years later people were destroyed again, and so on. ”

"Perhaps...... Yes. ”

The voice's answer was somewhat uncertain.

"Why aren't you sure?"

The old monk asked, "What you said just now, there is no such uncertainty. ”

"Because now the world has changed, and what I have changed is not to allow the world to develop freely. I facilitated the emergence of practitioners and also prevented the emergence of firearms. So, I don't know if reincarnation will happen again. ”

"You're tired."

The old monk smiled, and then asked, "The last curiosity...... Am I who I am? ”

He actually already knew the answer to this question, but he was just unwilling.

"It's not"

The voice replied quickly, not giving the old monk a second more time to fantasize.

"Originally, you and King Dalun Ming were people of the same period, when Sang Chao began to conquer the world, there were several special people under him, one of them was King Dalun Ming, and the other was the ancestor of the Golden Family, and the original you were also one of Sang Chao's original subordinates."

"But he didn't recognize me."

The old monk didn't understand.

"I have changed your appearance because you were ...... It's really ugly. Although you have a very strange and wonderful physique, you really look ugly. I changed a little bit when I separated your constitution to create the other you, and I made you beautiful. Your physique can ensure that each of you that separates you maintains the particularity of your physique, that is, the person who is separated has a certain strength, and will continue to evolve. ”

"I can't ...... it"

The old monk sighed.

"Can't think of anything?"

The voice asked.

"You're not human, why do you care so much about your face?"

The voice paused, and then suddenly smiled: "Because I think of you as my body, as if I am a human body, I have to make it beautiful." ”