I saw it, I saw the change of eras, and I saw the history buried deep in the past in this destruction.

At this moment, the thoughts of the vast world combined with the wisdom of being a human race, making the sky roar and leap into the boundless sea of blood.

Countless thunder and sea of blood surged around his body, and all of his 1,296 acupoints were penetrated, and the true qi in each acupuncture point around his body had evolved into all kinds of great arrays, nebulae, and worlds, which was obviously the realm of shattering the vacuum, and the power was more than ten times stronger than before.

Click, click! Click, the elevated body was like a mountain, suddenly rising from the ground, and it seemed to be in the darkest time before dawn, and suddenly in an instant, the sun burst out of the horizon.

It's like the sun jumping out of the horizon, shining brightly, at this moment, the only one in the universe, the eternal in the eternal.

Reckless, it seems to be born because of the plate, the rules of heaven and earth, it seems to be because of the plate, at this moment, the breath of the Yuan Shen of the plate has undergone a qualitative change, and a large amount of blood sea vitality has frantically poured into every inch of his thinking.

The Genshin emitted a brilliant light, much brighter than the light in the depths of the sun's core.

A hurricane, sweeping through the eight wildernesses, the past and the future, through the past and the present.

Between heaven and earth, the highest realm of soul cultivation, pure yang dharma body, supreme body, round as a god, supreme, innate Tai Chi great consummation.

This is a realm that transcends all the past and present, and can even reach the other side.

The body shatters the vacuum, the primordial god achieves the yang god, jumps out of the three realms and six realms, and never reincarnates.

Purified in the vast sea of blood, a glimmer of light emerges in the eyes of the pan, and all sentient beings and all afflictions return to one person, and under the great enlightenment, human beings will become one here, free from all afflictions, and achieve bliss.

It was a baby, a happy baby, innocent and ignorant in his eyes, without the slightest idea of evil, only the purest good, the most sincere desire to help others.

The obsessive and unenlightened who unites all human beings into one, thus freeing themselves from the sea of suffering.

"Living things will eventually perish, and life is a cycle of suffering, like the flowers of the twin trees of Salo that are constantly repeating themselves in bloom and withering." Emperor Pan allowed the sea of blood to erode himself, and he had already understood how to save the world.

"Is that so? This is not evil, but salvation, but salvation of attachment. ”

It's arrogant to reprimand a child who is incapable of getting things done in the first place, so.

"Grow, know."

From the imagination, we derive an understanding of the world, an understanding of the future and, most importantly, an understanding of ourselves—what we are and what we want ourselves to become.

These realizations have no connection to the nature of the natural world around us, and they may improve because of what we remember and hear. It is imagination that makes us understand that there is a difference between us and nature.

Just as imagination makes us feel self-aware, it makes us feel unique, because no two people can imagine exactly the same thing.

Imagination makes us wonder who we are, forcing us to analyze, synthesize, create, and communicate.

It is our imagination that does not allow us to stagnate, it motivates people to progress and pushes us to grow.

The human race became a human because of imagination, so Panhuang decided.

"Go and become a human being, go to the imagination that truly transcends the cycle of reincarnation!"

He wants to make up for Moro, he agrees with the death of all, and is willing to watch over the end of civilization until it is all over.

But with his strength, all he can do is to give a kind of truth to Moro, and he can't make Moro a person who transcends the imagination of reincarnation. However, the Panhuang still decided to turn his burning into the only idea, and gave it to Moluo, which is the most important and fundamental existence as a human being-wisdom!

In the face of the surging love of primitive life, Panhuang opened his arms, his eyes widened angrily, and the voice of questions ran through the world.

"Between heaven and earth, the weak eat the strong, this is the norm? Humane and heavenly, but rebellious? Retrograde Chengren, retrograde into immortals, can he? How can we open the peace of eternity? All beings in heaven and earth have their own evil thoughts, and the beginning of human beings is good in nature? Is sex evil? The sky is high, the earth is thick, but can people's hearts have limits? What is the freedom of the poor between heaven and earth? The good get its evil, the evil get its good, the avenue of heaven and earth, is there really justice? ”

A series of hundreds of grand questions, as if the Heavenly Question Requiem, kept torturing Mo Luo's thoughts, as well as the deepest essence of the soul.

The torture is more majestic than the most powerful attack in heaven and earth, and it seems to exhaust the principles of heaven and earth, explore the ultimate of humanity, the eternal law, and the mantra on the other side.

One question after another, it is difficult to understand through the ages, and there is no accurate answer to the question, but now it has to torture people's hearts, so that you can come back with a correct answer, so that it can be smooth.

Even if he didn't have an answer, but Panhuang asked Mo Luo to give an answer, condensing all the wisdom, and countless strong figures that Panhuang had never seen appeared and answered the question.

But soon, the phantoms also disagreed, and so did Moro himself.

A series of kaleidoscopic visions appeared before the eyes of the Panhuang Emperor, and then all of them dissolved into an unfathomable vast dark abyss in which countless deeper black worlds and the sun swirled.

It exists outside the orderly universe, beyond reincarnation, in a place that no dream can touch, and a destructive force that cannot be determined exists in the deepest chaos, tumbling and boiling and dissolving all things in the center of all infinity.

Thoughts are vaguely associated with energy and matter, a crazy and shrill flute constantly filtered out of the shimmering curtain of colors, and in the incredibly dark halls on the other side of time, in the hollow and monotonous chanting of the flute, the Panhuang disintegrates, and 480 million thoughts turn into Moro himself, and torture Moro himself.

This is the way to stop Moluo, and it requires a wise and powerful existence that completely voluntarily gives up his life and uses Moluo's question to make Moluo give birth to wisdom.

But how a giant as strong as reaching the eternals, or even an existence on the other side, would give up his life is incomprehensible to many beings.

"There's something worth sacrificing!" Pan Huang's biggest thought whispered.

The enlightenment of wisdom, the birth of the self. It symbolizes the destruction of Moro's most powerful weapon.

For wisdom is pain, and wisdom is sin. Wisdom breeds good, wisdom breeds evil, wisdom obscures natural nature, wisdom makes Moluo from the primordial life womb into a concrete existence, from an invisible tumbling chaotic force into a tangible existence.

The history books say: Since the beginning of the world, the sun, moon and stars have performed their duties, the four seas are unified, and they are happy.

The four poles are wasted, Kyushu is split, and the people are not alive, but fortunately, the emperor is on the top of the mountain to save all living beings.

(End of chapter)