In the large hall at the heart of the pyramid, a huge gold circle broke free from the constraints of gravity, sprinkled with a layer of ash, and slowly floated upright, like a door.

Li Pan sat cross-legged in mid-air, looking at the 'door', and couldn't remember what he was going to do when he opened the 'door'.

After all, it has been many years since I inexplicably woke up from this sea of sand and heard the call of that human form, that shadow, and that black pharaoh to come to the pyramid to cultivate.

He has been cultivating spiritual energy, has been cultivating spiritual energy, has been cultivating spiritual energy......

I don't want anything else.

So much so that when he cultivated all the secret methods in this tomb,

Li Pan has forgotten his original purpose.

However, after so many years, now he has indeed cultivated into a psionic master, Pharaoh Li Pan, at least he can fully understand his true self from the perspective of psionic energy.

For example, he has been trapped in this tomb for so many years, and he doesn't have to eat, drink, and sleep, because now he is using a perfectly matched 'immortal spirit body'.

It is the one who binds the 'life' to the 'container', the immortal psychic.

That is, as long as they exist in the material world with psionic rules, immortal psionics can exchange materials through psionic energy, metabolize, stay young forever, and live forever.

The disadvantage is that there is no superhuman-level physical combat power, and you can breathe when you climb the stairs, and you have to die if you cut off your head.

The price is that making such an 'immortal spirit' requires a huge amount of 'life'.

It's like an entire civilization.

In short, this immortal, who sacrificed everything and walked alone on the earth, is the ultimate form of the spiritual energy system that has come to an end.

As for the 'name', Li Pan. 'Shadow', psionic pharaoh. 'Spirit', the Whisperer. Its root and its essence, Li Pan also understood.

Yes, from the psionic side, from the pharaoh's point of view, the ability of the whisperer is closer to the mutation of the 'spirit silk' itself than a 'shadow' cast by some kind of rule.

The psionic can control the 'spirit silk' and link different combinations of elements. But it is not the power of the 'spirit silk', it is the power of the 'shadow', and it is limited to the 'world of spiritual energy'.

However, the mutated 'spirit silk' of the whisperer can be linked to any world, any rules, and any individual. The 'name' of 'Li Pan' is linked with different worlds, different individuals, and different rules, and produces its own 'shadow' on the ground.

It's a pity that Li Pan himself is just a mere mortal, and mortals have limits.

Although the ability of the whisperer is like a mirror, reflecting everything he 'hears', learning all the rules and abilities.

But his brain, his soul, his memory, his ceiling, were still at the level of mortals.

To put it bluntly, although the 'Whispering Spirit Silk' is very special, on the 'name' of the mortal 'Li Pan', there is a limit to the 'Spirit Silk' that can be bound.

'Li Pan' is not a database of the heavens, he is at most a rewritable hard disk.

There is a limit to the capacity of a hard drive, and copying the new one and overwriting the old one cannot be kept forever.

He is just reproducing the 'shadow', and he can't really create something out of nothing and replace it.

Even when different worlds, different rules, and different reflections are intertwined, data will conflict, memories will be confused, and even lead to the disintegration of consciousness and the collapse of genes.

So Li Pan had to lose his memory, had to split, and had to be divided.

Different personalities, different 'shadows', different powers, different rules, different knowledge are controlled and managed.

Even so, hard drives have a lifespan.

And there are too many 'shadows' reflected, so there is naturally less room for 'names'.

Therefore, when Li Pan, in order to completely master the power of spiritual energy, he distributed too much memory and too much spiritual silk to the 'shadow' of this world, Pharaoh.

All his other 'shadows', all his superfluous 'names', all his memories and abilities, were all overwritten.

So much so that in the end, even his ego, his self, and his 'name' were gradually swallowed up by the 'shadow'.

There was only one thing left, and it was what he remembered.

Open the door

Go home.

But why go home?

Where is home?

Li Pan didn't know, he didn't remember, but he didn't care about anything else.

Everything that has been done so far has been to go home.

The black robe surged up like a tide, enveloping the whole body like a layer of black tulle, using this powerful curtain of spiritual energy to block the other side of the door, all the rules and powers, energy and radiation that could destroy the immortal spirits.

Then Li Pan slowly floated through the 'door'.

On the other side of the door, there is a purple canopy.

Through the curtain, looking at the starry sky, the vast universe, the stars are shining

Li Pan could see a lot of purple bubbles, colorful purple, which looked like soap bubbles in the sun, but purple and black......

"Eh, new arrival, just take a look, don't touch it."

Li Pan turned around and saw a person sitting on the stone bed.

This is a bearded Taoist priest, wearing a tattered Taoist robe, stepping on a pair of straw sandals, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and is tickling his back.

"What? Want to go home? Tsk, I thought I had a companion, and I really wanted to go home.

I said you guys, you guys are bashing, you finally arrived at the end, and you want to go back one by one?

Hey, it's tiring to help you get home. ”

Li Pan floated in the air and looked at him.

The Taoist priest scratched his back, picked his feet, leaned on the stone bed, and looked up at Li Pan who was shrouded in the curtain for a while.

"Tsk, the pestle is like a fluttering person there...... Okay, okay, it's not impossible, but you'll have to do me a favor too. ”

Help......

"Nonsense! This is the legendary regret medicine, did I give it to you for nothing? ”

The Taoist priest stood up, held the wooden sword in his arms, walked to Li Pan, touched his hand, took off his face and mask, and handed it to him.

"Since we have a relationship, you can wear my face and go back together."

Li Pan looked at the Taoist priest through the curtain, only to see that in the body of the Taoist priest, as if the stars were radiating, there was a bright flame burning.

Li Pan took the face of the Taoist priest.

Who are you

But the Taoist priest turned around, drew out the wooden sword, pointed at the stars, and the sword flower turned,

The heavenly river flows backwards, and the stars and men reverse.

The whole universe, the whole firmament, like a marquee, like a kaleidoscope, spun upside down at a rapid pace,

I don't know how long it took, but I regained my balance.

"See, this trick is called, let the stars return to the right position, handsome......"

The Taoist priest turned his head and grew the face of a beardless youth.

Li Pan looked at him.

"Tsk, it's really boring, get out, get out, I'm suffocated with you."

The young Taoist priest held the sword in his arms, lay down on the stone bed, picked his feet and looked at the bubbles, and ignored him.

…… Thanks a lot.

So Li Pan put on a mask, stretched out his hand, and opened the curtain.

"Vomit ——!"

"Boom ——!"

The thunder of the thunder of the thunder squirted out of the mouth of the handkerchief, pouring Peng Ju's face!

At the same time, the purple and green double swords! The sword blooms! The scissors are generally twisted towards Peng Ju's waist!

But it's useless, it's useless, it's useless! Although the purple and green swords broke through the dragon scales, they were finally blocked by the dragon's back!

"Mixed - ——! account"

was slapped in the face by his own spray of dragon flame thunder, and was almost cut in two!

Peng Ju was furious! Immediately, he was shocked by the rain of swords that came to his face!

"Gu Yingshi! Where did you learn the Beichen swordsmanship! ”

The speed of the sword in the masked pharaoh's hand did not decrease, and he only said lightly,

"Peng Ju, aren't you the Taoist body of Lao Tzu! Crisply, don't grind!

Let's fight like a gentleman! If you win me, you will have everything I have! Take it all! ”

Peng Ju was silent for a moment, sneered and made a move, and the surrounding Xuan Ming True Qi instantly gathered and converged into an ice sword.

"Unexpectedly, not only Peng Ji has a good eye for you, but Peng Ji also teaches you the truth......

Hum! Sword fighting, yes, good, very good! Deal! I'll play with you!

Look at the moves! Taishang Jiuzhen! Xuan Ying Qi Sword! ”

In this instant, one black and one blue, two figures disappeared.

No, not disappearing, but beyond the limits of what mortals can detect!

Ten trillion psionic suits, Pharaoh/First Machine plus Handkerchief Knight Transformation!

'Refining the gods and returning to the void'! Great Powerful Dao Body! Jupiter Dragons!

In the next moment, the blue, purple and blue brilliance collided and bloomed!

The sword wind is like a thunderstorm! The sword is like a tornado!

The sword is like a starry rain waterfall! Swept! Destroy heaven and earth!

All it takes is a moment! Lasting! Ground Cracks and Landslides!

Callisto! Crack under the power of the sword! Tremor! Disintegrate!

The star wall is bursting! Split in half! And bound by Jupiter's gravity! Falling towards the atmosphere!

One black and one green, two figures reappeared!

One chopped on a chopped glacier,

One stands in the midst of the fallen earth,

"Good boy! Gu Ying's style is okay! It can actually hurt this seat! ”

Peng Ju wiped the blood marks off his face, but he was able to do it with ease.

Lose? It's impossible to lose! It's just playing!

Let the first machine and handkerchief knight output! Even if the purple and green swords are indestructible! It's all useless!

Not bad! It is impossible to hurt the 'refining of the gods and return to the void'! Jupiter's Dragon's Dao Body!

And if he starts to kill, Peng Ju can kill the pharaoh in front of him with just one sword!

A sword mark on the face! It's the limit!

Because the winner is divided!

The purple and green swords have been broken!

Yes, the two swords of the God Transformation Realm, but with a hundred moves, smashing a satellite of Jupiter broke under the sword qi of the 'Refining Void' realm!

However, Peng Ju didn't continue to pursue, just stared at the white masked handkerchief that he had stabbed with a hundred sword powers, but was unharmed.

"What kind of magic weapon are you, not only can you collect my Dragon Flame Heavenly Thunder, but even the Nine True Sword Power can even absorb ......"

"I don't know, maybe there are rules for time traveling, anyway, monsters, it's all inexplicable......"

Pharaoh looked at the sword in his hand,

"How many swords did you just hit me?"

Peng Ju said,

"Penglai Nine True Sword Technique, a total of eighteen styles, I have one hundred and eight sword slashes, and you can stop seventy-two swords, which is not bad.

It's a pity that your pair is just an untempered sword shadow, if I move the real character, you can't stop it with a sword.

How, I'm convinced, but it's still comparable. ”

Pharaoh shrugged,

"Oh, thirty-six Dao Returning Void Sword Power, borrowing me so much sword power is enough.

In this way, even if Emei rushes up, I can kill a bloody road to get through the catastrophe. Thanks a lot! ”

"You thank me? Emei?

Peng Ju frowned, for no reason for a palpitation, cautiously scanning the void around him.

"What did you do! Li Pan! Willing to lose! Don't play those tricks! ”

"Heh, Li Pan, what did you do......"

Pharaoh raised his sword, looked at the faceless reflection on the tip of the sword, and tilted the sword again, reflecting the galaxy across it.

"Don't you understand, I'm Li Pan's shadow.

Have you ever dreamed of distant mountains, no, but I remember.

Have you ever dreamed of Dai Yu, no, but I remember.

You think you are real, but you see, you don't even know the silk that Master gave you.

I guess you haven't studied the Space-Time Avenue either, have you?

What about string theory? Did you study in Penglai? I've been studying this class for at least 500 years, and I've even been an exchange student in Moshan! ”

Peng Ju, "...... What kind of crazy thing are you talking about??? ”

Pharaoh sneered,

"Peng Ju, in fact, Li Pan doesn't know your tricks, but he can't hide them from me.

Didn't you just use the method of the primordial god to secretly seal the bird's yin, trying to confuse his divine sense, and shape his personality into a puppet of his own body, so as to make it easier to take away?

I pinched my fingers, probably when those Titans discovered the vision of Jupiter, you knew that you couldn't hide it and had to be reincarnated, right?

It's a pity, in fact, that point is the turning point of your fate.

When you choose to take this step, project your own primordial spirit into the bird's yin, and disguise yourself as Li Pan's doppelganger, you are throwing yourself into the net and a dead end. ”

Peng Ju narrowed his eyes, "You ......"

Pharaoh cracked his mouth and laughed,

"I don't understand yet, right, after all, you and I have a fate, and you have to borrow the sword power, this cause and effect must be repaid.

I'm going to give you a little bit, and I'll make you understand.

Peng Ju, have you ever thought about why you obviously occupy the body of Qingyun Daojun, and hide your cultivation head in Jupiter for many years, but you have never been able to advance an inch, and in the end you can only end up giving up your reincarnation? ”

Peng Ju sneered, and the sound shook like thunder, as if a huge shadow was so angry that it was agitated, projected on the broken wreckage of the satellite.

"Li Pan! What are you! Dare to teach me the method of cultivation!? ”

But Pharaoh did not care, but took care of himself,

"You see that the 'Refining Qi Transformation God' has reached the peak of the Transformation God, it is basically a supreme creature with the limit of three-dimensional space, no matter how much it continues to become taller, bigger and stronger, it is only an accumulation of numbers, and there is no difference in nature.

Therefore, the 'refining of the gods and returning to the void' period must evolve in the direction of the higher dimension, that is, the fourth dimension, time.

In fact, in the ancient law, Xuanmen has long had a similar cultivation method, that is, the art of pinching, and the calculation is 'time'. At that time, there was the wrong path of cultivation of 'enlightenment', and it could not be called a wrong path, but it involved the understanding of time and the in-depth study of arithmetic, which was too difficult, and it was easy to fall into the devil.

So the giant in Moshan made a new road out. Be in tune! Reincarnation! The way of evolution! Deduction of the Avenue of Time and Space! It's for, the ancestor of the Great Dao of Time and Space! ”

Peng Ju, "...... Who? ”

Pharaoh sneered,

"You really don't know, I also guessed, you are probably not in the same timeline, or at this point in time, Dao Ancestor has not yet attained the Dao.

So let's put it simply, from the perspective of the four dimensions, people, dragons, monsters, all creatures trapped in the four dimensions, are all insects. ”

Peng Ju froze for a moment, "Bugs? ”

Pharaoh nodded,

"Standing in the dimensions above the fourth dimension, you can see that the creatures in the four dimensions are all bugs called 'past' and 'future'.

From the 'past', climb to the 'future', from the starting point to the end, from the 'cause' to the 'effect'.

'Now' is just an illusion, and there is no such thing as 'now', 'now' or 'now'.

Because on a four-dimensional scale, time does not reverse, does not pause, but flows unstoppably.

Rush the insect from its own 'starting point' to its 'end', and whatever 'cause' you plant will bear fruit.

This trajectory is its 'fate'. ”

Peng Ju, "...... Hum! Those who cultivate the Tao of our generation are to change their lives against the heavens......"

Pharaoh laughed out loud,

"What a change of life! Can two-dimensional creatures jump out of the paper? Can four-dimensional creatures reverse time and space?

Impossible, isn't it! This is the Word!

You have to at least 'enlighten the Dao' and reach the five-dimensional vision in order to break out of the shackles, observe your own 'destiny' from the side, and understand your 'trajectory'.

At least to the sixth dimension, the seventh dimension, or even higher, to interfere with one's own cause and effect, and even go back to the key point that can reverse one's fate, and change one's destiny projected on the fourth dimension!

This is the true transcendence of samsara and cause and effect! is the real 'Taoist'!

Only by thoroughly achieving the eleven dimensions of analyzing a Great Luo Heaven and completing the closure of the strings can we achieve the ultimate realm of 'refining the gods and returning to the void'!

In order to become a 'Harmony Dao Ancestor'!

I don't even understand this! What kind of Tao are you cultivating! Even if you devour the starry sky and incarnate the universe, you are just a big insect in the fourth dimension, and you are just a sidewalk!

What do you think! Simple enough! Chaowen said! It's time to die! ”

Peng Ju stared at him stunned, "You, you, who the hell are you......?"

Pharaoh laughed,

"Who am I! Hahaha! Who am I, don't you still understand?

I'm Li Qingyun!

I am the shadow that Li Pan reproduced with the primordial spirit projection you secretly left on him!

Li Pan is not the reincarnation of Li Qingyun, it is the other way around, I am his reincarnation!

Be! Lao Tzu Li Pan! I can't beat you in the first life for twenty years!

I'm going to be reincarnated! Live for 800 years and come back to beat you!

I! It's a bug that comes back from the future!

From the six dimensions above, projected to this critical point in time, reversing the existence of everything!

Now I am just a 'shadow' of him, a puppet of yours, sealed in the gate of the finch, and never woke up!

Everything in this world, to me, is nothing but my calamity, my dream, and my death!

And as you said, once you fall into a difficult situation, the cycle of calamity will not stop.

But since I'm going to encounter a second death after countless years!

Then the first one before, naturally, will be able to get by!

And since I can come back!

Then the second catastrophe, I will definitely be able to get through it!

Thanks a lot! ”

Peng Ju gritted his teeth and roared, dumbfounded,

"You, what nonsense are you talking about, you madman! Are you Li Qingyun!? Are you the reincarnation of Li Pan!?

Fart! So what are we! Who am I the three corpses! The fallen Genshin! And who! ”

Pharaoh shook his head and sighed,

"Then where do I know who you are, but if I have to guess, maybe in the past, at least in the timeline you have experienced, there really is a Li Qingyun of the Most Truthful Dao.

After all, if you can cultivate to the realm of 'returning to the void', you are basically a Dao Monarch who is beyond the fifth dimension, and you can transcend the shackles of time and space, and you will not be controlled by the Dao Ancestor of time and space.

Maybe he, it's you, it's me, it's the original original version of 'Li Qingyun', the original copy, who knows.

Anyway, it doesn't matter, that Li Qingyun, and you, in my timeline, are already dead.

Do you understand!

You are written in the Word, written in fate, dead worms!

Thanks to you, you chose this path! Li Pan has no choice!

It's for you to die, and Li Pan will be reincarnated!

He goes to reincarnate so that I can exist!

And I will still live, my worm, will be alive and alive in the future!

Therefore, Li Pan in the past will inevitably continue to live!

Because you are dead! Over here! At this moment!

It's your end! ”

"Nonsense! Nonsense! Say some inexplicable! I also want to mess with my Dao heart! ”

Peng Ju laughed furiously, and with a dodge, he grabbed the pharaoh's robe and lifted him up.

"NeuropathyNeuropathy!! Li Pan! You're really having a nervous attack! There is no cure!!

Anyway, you lost to me in the sword fight! I admit it myself! Hand over the Dao Body! Hand it over!! ”

Pharaoh laughed too, and did not resist at all,

"Of course I'm going to give it back to you! I'm afraid you don't want it! Come and get it!! ”

He threw away the broken sword in both hands, tore the handkerchief, and unveiled the mask.

Peng Ju was stunned.

In front of him, there was no one in Pharaoh's clothes.

Inside the mask was an empty darkness and a dense network of blood-stained tentacles.

Like a tumbling tapeworm, like the face of the intestinal wall, like the tentacles of seaweed,

Swaying and rippling in the void, making a salala sound.

Then darkness leaned out of the robe, embraced Peng Ju into his arms, and called his name.

"Qingyun...... Qingyun ...... Qingyun ......"

"This, what is this! Darn! What is it! I don't care about you! I don't care about you! ”

Peng Ju screamed angrily, trying to shake off the robe in his hand.

But those are just shadows.

The invisible and qualitative shadow, no matter how you have tens of millions of tons of strange power, how can you get rid of it if you can't hit it.

"Roar——!! What is it! Li Pan! What did you do!! Li Pan——! No, no, no, Li Pan! Li Pan——!! ”

Peng Ju screamed and changed, trying to reveal the original form of the green dragon, and at one point his body skyrocketed to a hundred zhang in size.

But Pharaoh's robe embraced him, and he burrowed into his skin, into his scales, into his flesh, and became one with him.

Then those shadows, like ink, dyed Qinglong dark purple, tore off his face, and turned into Li Qingyun,

became,

Candlesticks are dark.

"You are, you are...... I am...... I am...... Who ......"

Candle Yin finally gave up the struggle and slowly curled up.

So the psionic stand-in that was presented by Li Pan with a 'name' was finally completely swallowed by the shadow.

Eventually, it slowly vanished, leaving only an inky humanoid figure, standing quietly on the meteorite, picking up the mask that had fallen to the ground and putting it on its face.

Became the Black Pharaoh.

"Finally, it's ...... home"

(End of chapter)