(PS: The second volume is finished, I don't dare to finale, otherwise I'm afraid of being beaten, hehe, ask for recommendation votes, I'll write the third volume, the third volume will be very exciting!)

However, in front of the bridge, a sword suddenly appeared in front of Meng Po, and then the sword shattered into pieces.

Meng Po's eyes were full of tears, and she was even trembling.

"Seed, is this what you call a seed? This is you? You sealed yourself in a sword?"

"Do you enter reincarnation and ponder Sword Thirteen? Sword Thirteen, what kind of sword is it?"

"Houtu, why are you crying, you have incarnated into the six realms of reincarnation, you can't cry!" The fragments of those swords trembled, and then a strange sound came.

"I'm sorry for you. ”

"Meng Po soup, I won't drink it, and after entering reincarnation, I won't have memories. ”

"In this game, you lost ......"

"No, I won. ”

"Oh?"

"I didn't change the future, but I really can't count me losing, at least, I'm not completely annihilated. ”

"Chen, give up. ”

"Give up, why give up, will you give up?"

"But...... Next time, you won't know ...... you" Houtu turned into a beautiful girl, stroking the broken sword, full of tenderness......

"Destruction is rebirth, and the seeds have been planted, and although there is no way for us to win this game right away, it can at least make us take one more step, a game of chess, and if you can take one more step, then you are not far from winning. Broken Sword laughed.

"I understand. ”

"So, stop crying. ”

"I ...... It seems to ......" Houtu closed her eyes, and she remembered the scene when she first met him.

At that time, he was as high-spirited as he is now......

defeated, but not afraid of defeat......

"Leave the broken sword here, throw my remnant soul to the six realms of reincarnation, and everything will be reborn, and everything has just begun!" Wang Chen's voice was full of laughter, and this smile was filled with infinite confidence.

Indeed, everything is just beginning.

"Well, what if...... We won the game, we ...... Let's be together. ”

"Hehe, it turns out that you will also be emotional. ”

"I ...... Never emotional, perhaps, meeting you is a catastrophe in itself. ”

"I'm leaving!"

"Hmm. ”

Houtu nodded tearfully, then waved the broken sword, and a remnant soul poured into the reincarnation and turned into annihilation......

A strange, unwarning promise appeared in Houtu's heart......

She is in reincarnation, waiting, waiting for everything......

Sticking to the ......

That man will come back again, and when he comes back again, everything will be different!

..........................................

"Amitabha, all calamities have disappeared, and everything has been renewed!"

The golden light shimmers and fills the universe!

The whole heavenly realm was filled with laughter, and the gods who had no body suddenly found themselves with a body at a certain moment, but they found that there seemed to be something missing in their bodies, and there seemed to be something missing in their souls, and they looked up at the sky......

What are those things that make up the heavens? But it doesn't matter anymore, they are reborn in the golden light, they look at each other, and then they all look to the west, and they know that their rebirth has a lot to do with the Buddha.

They should be grateful, and yes, they are full of gratitude.

Heavenly Court was slowly rebuilt, of course, it was also rebuilt in the golden light, and then the immortals saw the Jade Emperor and Yang Jian come to the new Heavenly Court, the expression on the Jade Emperor's face was not sad or happy, Yang Jian still had this expression. The Jade Emperor sat on the highest seat, and Yang Jian stood next to him.

The immortals felt a great force that prompted them to kneel, but none of their eyes looked at the Jade Emperor.

Maybe in their hearts, this Jade Emperor will never be as good as the Rulai who turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands for rain, this Jade Emperor is just a failed puppet, because the Heavenly Dao needs, so he exists, they kneel to this Jade Emperor, not sincerely, but only the will of the Heavenly Dao. Just as human beings have to eat and drink, it belongs to the deep essence of the soul.

Something has changed, but something really hasn't.

The Queen Mother of the West slowly came to the heavenly court, she did not participate in this earth-shattering battle, she just quietly picked peaches in another peach orchard in the distance, and then gradually some gorgeous glass bowls floated in the air, appearing next to those immortals, each glass bowl had a huge peach on it, the queen mother nodded to these immortals with a graceful and luxurious smile on her face.

The immortals smiled as if they were being manipulated by something, even though they really didn't want to laugh.

"Haha, haha, hahaha. "There was a burst of auspicious clouds floating in the west, and the immortals looked at the clouds, and they were still smiling, but their eyes were full of reverence and humility......

Rulai sat next to the Jade Emperor, and a peach also appeared in his bowl, of course, the peach was golden, which made people feel very envious and extraordinary......

There is still no change in the ending, and there is no change in the future, everything seems to be business as usual......

This is the world of the gods.

Then, the beautiful fairy music sounded, and the fairies poured into the center of the Yao Pond and danced beautifully......

However, among these fairies, there is no Chang'e, and there will be no more Chang'e, the cold Guanghan Palace no longer has any life, the distant Guanghan Palace, Wu Gang is lying on the cold ground, his eyes are open, and there is a smile on his face, but he has no life like the Guanghan Palace.

Because he is a god, even if the soul is dissipated, the body will not decay, he still holds the axe, but there is no laurel in his eyes, he is free, he is freed from the pain and boundless punishment.

The laughter of the heavenly court was as beautiful as a song to send him off to liberation......

Then, on a big tree in the center of the Moon Palace, a leaf fell from the moonlight, a leaf with moonlight, and that leaf seemed to be full of life, floating down in the mortal world......

A pig who once fell in love with moonshine?

From a certain moment, a soul suddenly appeared in that leaf, and then the leaf trembled, and if there was a heart, then this leaf already had a heart...... It didn't know why, but suddenly a very strange memory appeared, under the shroud of the moonlight, the leaf finally floated with the wind to an unknown distance......

In the distance, it saw a scholar named Zhu Cong, who committed suicide by jumping off a cliff.

"I have studied hard for many years, but I have never won the top prize, what do I mean in this life?" The scholar jumped off the cliff and was crushed all over his body......

The leaves finally landed in a farmer's house and took root......

A monk came to this place, and the monk's eyes were full of piety, he was handsome, and he had infinite wisdom!

The monks built a temple in this place, and some of the little monks came one after another, and as the little monks came, some devotees also came.

The farmer also became a believer in the monastery.

When a rain fell, the leaf gradually turned into an osmanthus tree, gradually grew, the vicissitudes of life changed, and a pigsty was built in the place of the farmer's house, and then this originally bleak place slowly became lively......

The brand-new temple gradually became ancient, the walls gradually cracked, the young monk became an old monk, the old monk passed away with a smile in front of the laurel tree, and the soul entered the reincarnation ......

A hundred years have passed in a hurry.

Tens of thousands of miles under the Five Fingers Mountain, overgrown with grass and trees, pressed a monkey, the monkey struggled all the time, but this struggle was completely useless, the monkey never grew old, and never stopped cursing and roaring, he was pouring out his unwillingness, but what was the use of all this? No one would come here, because it was so desolate......

The monkey endured loneliness, his face was covered with moss, his nose was crawling with various cobwebs, and finally, the monkey closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep......

Decades passed, the monkey's body was covered with various plants, and the dirt crawled all over the monkey's body, and the monkey opened its eyes with a completely blank look......

He thought of his hometown, he thought of the carefree years, he thought of the man who guided him step by step.

The past is empty......

He seemed to hear the loud laughter of the celestial realm, mocking his incompetence......

The Golden Hoop Stick no longer knows where it is, and perhaps, like him, the Golden Hoop Stick also endures the torture of loneliness......

What has changed?

Maybe it has changed, maybe it hasn't changed.

(End of Volume 2)