468 The last words of the drunken
"Monumental ......"
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There was a crack on the Xudu Yin, and Wei Hao stared at the Xudu Yin and sensed the changes in the entire underworld.
The world of the dead, which was supported by Emperor Xudu, was no longer guarded by him in the end.
A large amount of information was gathered in the Xudu Yin, and the "Great Ting Clan" had too many messages to convey to Wei Hao, but Wei Hao was too fragile to receive the majestic message, so he could only inform Wei Hao of a very small but particularly important part.
In the military camp, Wei Hao split thousands in the sea of knowledge, surrounded the seal of Xudu, listened carefully, and after a long time, thousands of Wei Hao had already understood the warning that the Emperor Xudu wanted to pass on to Wei Hao.
Countless Wei Hao began to quarrel, but this time there was no big fight.
"Innate gods! and the slaves of the innate gods! There will be a division of the underworld and Shenzhou! β
"There are countless worlds, why do you only stare at the underworld and Shenzhou?!"
"Not bad! There are Kyushu in the world, and Shenzhou is just one of them! β
"Stupid! The Terrans originated here, and it is the starting point of all truth! The seizure of Shenzhou is equivalent to the seizure of all the explanations of the past, and the truth from now on is no longer the real truth! β
"What are the innate deities? Why Emperor Xudu can not be depicted. β
"Some people have innate gods!"
"What's the point of carving up Shenzhouβ"
The roars, quarrels, and heated discussions lasted for a long time, and countless Wei Hao couldn't convince each other.
Until a Wei Hao suddenly stood up and shouted: "Say a thousand things in case, or I'm too weak!" Only by becoming stronger can we be invincible-"
Everything was noisy and abrupt, a large number of Wei Hao began to disappear, and then, a new Wei Hao was born, but this time, every Wei Hao's birth, Yu Duyin would open a door in front of him.
A wide variety of gates.
Gold, silver, copper, iron, ancient and luxurious, as if all the proper portal forms will appear.
"What kind of door is this?"
One Wei Hao asked.
"Whatever door you want, push it open, walk in, and that's what it is."
It's not Wei Hao who is talking, but Yu Duyin.
"You see, here, I'm the 'Emperor'."
"And here, it's 'Emperor Lin'."
"This is 'Emperor Cheng'."
"Here, here, and here......"
Yu Duyin opened one door after another, and the scene inside made Wei Hao look extremely fascinated.
"Does it make a difference?"
"They all have a common origin."
Yu Duyin opened a very ordinary firewood door, and with a squeak, what Wei Hao saw when he entered was an ordinary generous elder, who was frowning how to reduce the pain of the clansmen.
People are fragile and can get sick, so they have to find a way to treat injuries.
"This is 'Shennong', the source of my story."
"I know Shennong......"
"I know you know."
Yu Duyin's voice was emotionless, but it was not cold, "At every moment, there will be countless choices, and with countless choices, there will be countless changes, and every change, somewhere, will give birth to such a world." β
"This is the origin of the Heavenly Worlds?"
"That's right, the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, the Gangsha Secret Realm, or the small world of the people in the cultivation are all the same."
"Then why fight for the human world?"
"That's a good question."
Yu Duyin responded to Wei Hao, "Why? You can think for yourself. β
"Because this is the source?"
"Not bad."
"But with the heavenly realm...... Compared with the immortals on the road to heaven, the world is so fragile. β
"The source does not mean that it is the strongest, and it is often the weakest. The rivers and seas are so big, is their source a torrent? β
ββ¦β¦β
Wei Hao, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said again, "Next, whoever divides up Shenzhou will be the enemy and the servant of the innate gods?" β
"Yes."
"That's the only criterion?"
"It always has been."
Yu Duyin's tone suddenly became lively, "All the possibilities you are about to experience are similar to what I have experienced in the past. No matter what form or appearance, as long as the Shenzhou is divided, it is the enemy and the servant of the innate gods. β
"What about Hades?"
"What do you think of the underworld?"
"There's a place to go when you're dead."
"Very good, very correct idea."
Yu Duyin's tone was full of approval, which made Wei Hao a little stunned: "The underworld was built by you, why don't you seem to care?" β
"Who told you that I built Hades?"
"You hold up the heavens and the earth of the underworld, and I feel your will there."
"But is that will to create the world of the dead?"
ββ¦β¦β
Revisiting, it doesn't seem to be the case, and even if there is, it's not all.
Wei Hao suddenly stirred up: "In other words, the world of the dead was not created by you?" β
"I never created worlds, even though many worlds were born because of me."
Yu Duyin's tone became cheerful, "Don't forget, we are all human, how can we have the ability to create the world?" β
"That ......"
Wei Hao, whose mind began to be confused, couldn't figure out the truth for a while, but after a long time, he suddenly had a feeling and said in a daze: "Is it that people want a world of sustenance after death, so there is this world?" β
"Yes."
Yu Duyin's tone became serious: "What we can do is to transform the world. If you have a little bit of power, then, perhaps, if necessary, you can maintain it. β
"What's the picture?"
"That's a good question."
Yu Duyin's tone was particularly excited, "This question has been asked to me in countless moments and in the world in the past. They are all friends and relatives of mine, so when they ask this question, I am very happy. β
"And how did you reply to them?"
"I say, 'I am for eternal life.'"
"But you're dead now."
"People always die."
Tongue-twisting and confused words, Wei Hao was a little in a trance, "What do you mean?" β
"Before I answer that question to you, let me ask you a question."
"Ask me? You ask. β
"Will 'man' perish?"
Of course people do...... Well? β
Faced with this question, Wei Hao was suddenly stunned.
If it is just a person's life, a hundred years, or even less than a hundred years, it is really short, from beginning to end, from birth to death.
A person will die after all.
But if people as a group have been continuing, then they have not come to an end.
All the mass energy is still there, although Wei Hao doesn't know if there is a concept of mass energy in this transcendent world, but in general, it is almost the same.
As long as human beings as a species still persist and exist, isn't that a kind of eternal life?
At this moment, Wei Hao suddenly understood why Yu Duyin would give an innate god-like answer, the answer was the same, but the meaning was completely different.
The immortality of the individual and the immortality of the group are the underlying conceptual distinctions.
But Wei Hao had a complicated idea at the moment, and continued to ask: "Can't you live forever by yourself, willingly?" β
"That's a good question too."
Yu Duyin's tone became more and more cheerful, but this cheerfulness was more like a kind of free and easy.
"Obviously unwilling, but still able to resist this unwillingness, this is me, and us."
"We?"
Squeak.
Another door opened, this one unpretentious, a very ordinary wooden door with a shaft, with a latch behind the door and a lock ring in front of the door.
Pushing it open and entering, it was full of people, obviously a place of size, but there were thousands, tens of thousands, or even endless people.
"So, we're the heroes."
Yu Duyin's tone became more and more casual, "Heroes can have desires, but heroes can't be without right and wrong." β
"How do you get over this unwillingness?"
Wei Hao asked, as a mortal, even if he slaughtered gods and immortals, his lifespan was there, and he would die after all.
If you are human, you will fear death, which is the instinct of intelligent life, and even if you do not have wisdom, you will struggle to survive.
"When there is a willingness in front of you, then we will naturally overcome this unwillingness."
"What kind of ...... is it?"
Before the words were finished, one picture after another was revealed, the people in the room, their past, were worlds, and in each world, they themselves were the heroes.
If you want to live forever, if you want to maintain the immortality of your own mind, you need to constantly draw on the power outside.
And among the heavens, among the countless worlds, the simplest and most brutal method is the innate gods that predate the birth of the human race.
The power they draw can be the aura of heaven and earth, the primordial energy, or the power of life survival.
Plundering the weak is an efficient way for the strong to become stronger.
When acquired life is born, the innate gods are like hunting, easily drawing power.
Even if life evolves into wisdom, it is only an animal that has been raised in ignorance.
Until in the midst of the turmoil, the first macho man to stand up and resist appeared.
It's like a seed, when there is an idea in my heart that I can overcome, this intelligent race begins to transform.
And among them, temptation and resisting temptation are indispensable.
The way to defend against it is actually very simple.
Eternal life, do you want it?
Absolutely.
So, at what cost?
His own people, all the memories of the past.
Some people will choose to accept it, because whether it is a clansman, relatives or friends, they are all bargaining chips in their hearts, and they are objects that can be exchanged.
But there will also be people who refuse, and such people are heroes.
It's hard to be a hero, it's also easy, it's just a choice.
Countless Wei Hao has watched countless pictures, and there, there are just one specious story after another, the story of the hero, the story of the macho man.
People need heroes because they are afraid of disasters, because heroes are fearless.
At least, it seems so.
"I, we, wouldn't die so easily."
Yu Duyin's tone was filled with relief, "Among the possibilities, you were originally one of them, but now, I can feel your choice. β
"I have shortcomings."
"Everyone has flaws, and so do heroes. Lonely and not lonely. Otherwise, how can the undead of the underworld choose to support you? You're just a mortal, but at least, you're a human being. β
"I can't beat the immortals, the immortals, and even above the immortals, there are stronger ......"
"There's always a way."
"At that time, the wind was very strong, the flood was also very strong, and there were many fierce beasts, so I thought of a lot of ways, and finally learned how to make nests for birds, so more people survived." Although there are many difficulties, there are more ways, and the most important thing is to make the people believe in you. β
An invisible big hand slapped Wei Hao's shoulder, "There are good and bad people in the clan, some people can't resist the temptation, that's okay; It's nice to have someone who wants to go with you. But no matter what, those who are willing to stand between heaven and earth are the clansmen, and if you believe in them, they will naturally believe in you. β
"Willpower?"
"Who knows? Anyway, we won't die easily, because the people think we are invincible and undefeated. Our victory was actually brought by our people, wasn't it? β
"The Heavenly Path was opened up by the ancestors."
"I know, it doesn't matter if the people want to think so."
The invisible big hand clapped again, "I, we, just understand it ourselves." β
At this time, Wei Hao had already understood why so many people in this small house would become heroes, and why they would resist temptation.
There is nothing to hesitate about compared to one's own immortality and the easy abandonment of one's relatives and clansmen.
You don't need to be amazing, you don't need to have a complicated experience.
Even the most ordinary, ordinary and inconspicuous person will make a decision that does not require much deliberation many times.
Husbands save their wives, fathers save their sons, and mothers save their daughters......
Or a passer-by who saved a poor man who fell into the water, just because that poor man was the same age as one of his relatives......
For such a moment, for a moment, there is no need to think so much.
It was also at this moment that the hero was chosen.
It doesn't matter if the hero himself admits it or not, because there will be many, many people who think he is a hero.
"You're going to try to transform the world, right?"
"I don't know."
"You, it's really unknown to me to die, haha."
ββ¦β¦β
"But, it doesn't matter. I'm dead, but I'm not going to die. β
Contradictory but not contradictory words, Wei Hao understood the meaning, but he couldn't do it.
Unlike Emperor Xudu, he only believed in himself.
Unlike Shennong, he only believes in himself.
Unlike Emperor Yan, he only believed in himself.
However, it doesn't matter.
Everything returned to calm, and Wei Hao, who slowly faded out of the sea of knowledge and reopened his eyes, didn't know what happened to him.
He could subtly perceive that the Demon Swinging Rebel Army had a more vigorous momentum, a fearless momentum, and the source of this momentum was actually himself.
"The handsome slaughtering gods and killing immortals will be invincible in the Three Realms!"
It's people and demons, they are all cheering there, not touting Wei Hao, but they really firmly believe that Wei Hao does have such great power.
The earth immortals of Sheyang Lake, the divine power of the diversion of mountains and rivers, in front of Wei Hao, is also a dead end!
Wei Chixia is invincible!
This subtle momentum made Wei Hao surprised and happy, and he understood why Yu Duyin would say that it didn't matter, even if he only believed in himself.
Because those who follow themselves also believe in themselves.