Chapter 223: The son said on the river

Daode Tianzun, Taiyi Tianzun, the two great gates of Tianzun across the long river of time dialogue, on the bank of this Weishui, it is said that the deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night.

Everything is changing, everything will disappear, only the avenue of heaven and earth, independent and unchanging, circumferential and not perishing, flowing between heaven and earth.

"Come, let me witness your way."

Although Yuan Shi Tianzun and Lingbao Tianzun had urged Daode Tianzun to give up all cause and effect to Li Luo and truly detached, Daode Tianzun still did not choose to leave.

If you burn all the avenues, you are the manifestation of your existence, if you let Li Luo devour the Daode Tianzun, you will be so strong that you are terrifying, so strong that no one can defeat you.

His existence is the measure of all things, the measure of the existence of things that exist, and the measure of the non-existence of things that do not exist.

Daode Tianzun fixed himself in the Spring and Autumn Period, this was his most powerful era, and he was no longer in the other eras, leaving only the most powerful figure, which was enough for Li Luo to stop and concentrate on coping.

"You are indeed very strong, and I am indeed not your opponent now." Li Luo exhaled lightly, symbolizing the existence of the foundation of existence, the Moral Heavenly Venerable, who can use all the power of the entire First Immortal Venerable, is absolutely strong at this moment, and Li Luo, who is so strong that he has now stepped into the realm of the Immortal Emperor, is not his opponent.

"If you win, all the power of this figure is yours, and you will become the only existence for the ages." Daode Tianzun said.

"What if you lose? Is it that eternity is empty, and reincarnation is repeated, proving your rightness? Li Luo laughed. Reincarnation, I look down on the eternals, I am used to seeing life and death, who is reincarnated!? ”

"There has never been only reincarnation, and there is no reincarnation."

When a person dies, he dies completely, and he is a hundred, and his life is dying every moment, and he is being reborn every moment, just like this surging river, he cannot step into the same river at a time, and everything in the world is constantly changing.

Daode Tianzun wanted to witness Li Luo's avenue, because he was already destined for victory, and he didn't mind getting victory later, which was used to verify a new avenue.

That gaze left the middle-aged man's body, and Daode Tianzun, who originally had a magnificent momentum, also turned into a weak old man.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with inexplicable amazement, as if he had lost something important.

"Are you enlightened? Ziqiu. Lao Tzu asked, this middle-aged man who is obsessed with the world, stepping on the countries of strife, is like a lost dog, and his doctrine is not accepted by any king.

Is such a trip really meaningful, and is his doctrine really useless?

The middle-aged man stared at the water of the Yellow River, sweeping all the surging rivers, washing everything, only the avenue was reluctant to give up day and night, and the week did not change.

"The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night."

Ziqiu does not realize that it is precisely because time is like a surging river, so he must cherish every moment, cherish every moment of his life, and devote himself to the never-ending pursuit and career.

Ziqiu laughed and left, maybe after a long time, maybe there was such a person, standing alone on the long river of time looking back on the ages, alone with Shinto.

But he only has this life like a mayfly, so he has to work hard to live and spend his short life.

Because death is not terrible, it is just a transformation of life forms.

After all, who in the world can not die? Let you be peerless, glamorous in the world, and in the end you will be a pink skeleton; Let your generation be arrogant, sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and in the end it will eventually turn into a handful of loess.

But with a breath and a sword, what they can't bear is that all their experiences are seen as a mere nothingness, their lives are only an inaccessible part of the lives of others, and their relatives, friends, and all those who value them are nothing but a trial of indifference.

"We really existed, we really existed!"

Anger and resentment are soaring to the sky, disasters are boundless, the war of immortals is full of blood.

At the end of this era, the Heavenly Court that should have been broken suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths with a mighty momentum, ruling the heavens and all the worlds, attracting countless immortals, absorbing the quality of the ten thousand worlds, reshaping the entire era and awakening Jianmu.

But the immortal underworld, stationed in the dead silence of the broken realm, expects a trace of incredible miracles born in death.

"Are they really gone?" Whispering words, in a secret realm somewhere in the Nine Shadows, a terrifying existence slowly opened its eyes.

He stood on the top of the mountain peak in the middle of the sea of souls, looking down on all directions, and was the master of this sea, and at this moment, there was a figure in front of him, a figure that looked exactly like himself, he was - Demon Buddha Ananda! Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation! In the past, the second person in the Heavenly Court was the Nine Heavens Thor!

He is dressed in a dark gold robe, his eyes are indifferent, and his temperament is pure, but he presents a virtual shadow, which is a black body that fills the entire sea of mind, with nine heads and twenty-six faces, and different expressions, or anger, hatred, or coldness, showing different negative emotions.

This body is on the feet of a black lotus, with twenty-four arms, holding white bone rosaries, human skin wooden fish, pitch-black flames, terrifying chaos and other things, the whole is not proportional, asymmetrical, and extremely chaotic and crazy, just like the embodiment of the great terror, great destruction, great destruction, and great madness in the world. The most obvious sign of the phantom is the red-black reverse swastika on the forehead, which is the reverse Buddha demon body conjured up by Ananda!

Demon Buddha Ananda felt the last touch of moral Tianzun's breath in heaven and earth in an instant, and felt the terrifying quality of Taiyi Tianzun,

The heavens and all the worlds have not seen the figure of the Daode Tianzun, and the last anchor of the Sanqing Daozun is nailed in the Spring and Autumn Era of the real world, the era of humanity and prosperity.

Since he has gathered his strength, it means that there is more room for calculation, which means that he has more opportunities to transcend.

"Whether they go or not, in this life, I will achieve the strongest other side, destroy this world, and become the strongest ancient." It was as if there was black blood flowing on the Demon Buddha's body, and his robe was also covered with black blood, and the momentum of the whole person was soaring wildly.

Gaining power from a foreign land, the jet-black blood brought about a surge of power, almost bringing Ananda back to the power of his former heyday.

But he was still afraid of Li Luo, the existence that was so powerful that it would resist the end of an era at the end of time, the existence that would defeat all the strong people who returned, and the existence of the immortal underworld.

"The enemy who is defeated in my hands will never be regarded as an opponent by me, and I will give you time to chase after you until you are out of sight."

Strong, but what about strong? The Demon Buddha muttered Buddha words. There have been too many powerful powerhouses who have fallen, even in his previous life.

(End of chapter)