Chapter 203: As long as you don't die, hope won't be broken (finale)

"Nineteen Lang is dead. ”

"I've heard that, the head of the house mourns. ”

"I heard that among those who are alive there is Song Qiu. ”

"Do you suspect that Song Qiu killed him?"

"Whether we doubt it or not, we have to bite into the matter of Song Qiu killing Nineteen Lang, you have to remember that the Sanqing Miao Ying Talisman fell into his hands, whether it is to use the topic to play, or to say that it is deliberately finding fault, in short, no matter what means are used, we must get the Sanqing Miao Ying Talisman. ”

“...... I see. ”

......

......

Arm-thick white smoke came straight out from the top of Song Qiu's head, Song Qiu slowly opened his eyes, and two white gases wafted out from his mouth and nose.

The white qi condensed in the air, intertwined with each other, turned into two dragons and snakes, and fought in mid-air.

Song Qiu smiled slightly, his fingers flicked, and the wind blew by, and the dragon and snake dissipated instantly.

He got up from the bed, pushed the door and walked out of the hut, the immortals who had been waiting for a long time in the immortal Internet café heard the reputation, and were pleasantly surprised to find that Song Qiu's cultivation was close to the heavenly immortal.

"It's done?" asked Tai Baixing, who couldn't wait to lean over.

Song Qiu nodded and said, "It's time to settle accounts." ”

"Are you stronger than the little monk?" asked Zhu Bajie.

Song Qiu replied silently: "Even if the enemy can't be defeated, you have to fight once, you can't die quietly, that's too bad." ”

The gods were silent for a long time.

Yang Jian slapped Song Qiu's shoulder heavily with his palm, and said loudly: "It's a big deal, let's fight with you, but it's just a death." ”

"You don't have any immortal power when you go out, what are you talking about. Song Qiu said with a smile on his face: "Even if you die for a lifetime, you still have a chance for a lifetime." ”

Song Qiu walked out of the Internet café, and Han Qi, who had been waiting outside the Internet café, suddenly opened his eyes and said in a cold voice: "You finally appeared." ”

Song Qiu got the true inheritance of the little monk at this time, his mind was like electricity, and his fortune was like a god, and in an instant, he figured out the ins and outs of the matter, shook his head and said, "It turns out that you have also become their lackey." ”

"A lackey is better than a dead man. Han Qi said gloomily, not caring about Song Qiu's ridicule at all.

"Then let's do it. Song Qiu said indifferently.

Han Qi and the disciples of the Kunlun Heavenly Palace behind him shot out together.

The breeze blew by, and before the long sword in Han Qi's hand was unsheathed, Song Qiuyun had already knocked them down with a light finger.

The elders of the Shangqing Sect, who were hiding in the distance and secretly saw this scene, secretly swallowed their saliva, looked at each other, and did not dare to have any evil thoughts.

Song Qiu looked west at the sky, and took a step under his feet, one step is ten thousand miles.

Originally, the lighthouse country was far away, but Song Qiu arrived at the place in an instant.

Without the slightest pause, Song Qiu walked straight into the building where Monk Daozhen was injured.

The layout of the building is still the same, and the computer is still standing in place.

"You did. This time, even the blonde servant was not left in the room, and an old-fashioned voice came from the computer's stereo.

"I've never liked to disappoint people, you're waiting for me, of course I'm coming. Song Qiu said softly.

"Do you know what kind of being you're fighting against?" the computer asked.

"An AI that generates its own meaning?"

"No, if it's just me on the computer, how can I make the immortals lose their mana?" the computer seemed to laugh.

Song Qiu frowned and asked, "Then who is my opponent?"

"It's the way. ”

"What?"

"You must know the story of the opening of the heavens in Pangu in the East, haven't you ever suspected something?" the computer's voice sounded a little weird.

"Suspect what?"

"The Big Bang. According to modern human theory, the original formation of the universe was created by the expansion and explosion of a dense and hot singularity. Don't you feel a little familiar, don't you think this sounds like it's very similar to the Chaos Heaven and Earth in Pangu Open Heaven and Earth, as if someone watched the world being created. ”

The computer paused, and without waiting for Song Qiu to react, it continued: "In fact, not only the Eastern world, but also the Western world also has similar creation stories, including those civilizations that have been destroyed, and there are also records of the birth of the world from chaos. ”

"Don't ask me why, I don't know why, if I had to have an answer, I'd call it ......"

Dao. ”

Song Qiu listened to the computer in a daze.

"Humans seldom think about what the universe is and what is outside it. Because you are afraid of the answer, you are afraid of the truth, you are afraid that the universe is nothing more than a dispensable cell in the giant, you are afraid of discovering that the self-proclaimed great self is just a tiny dot in a blood cell that cannot even be described in the current language. ”

The computer's voice was cold: "Now you understand what kind of behemoth I'm standing behind me, right?"

"But if that's the case, then why does 'it' target the immortals?" Song Qiu asked.

"Because the immortals have broken the balance of life, they are immortal, which means that one day they will discover the secrets of this world and break the shackles of this world, in short, the owner of the body is afraid that this dispensable cell will eventually become a hopeless cancer cell, so these immortals must die. ”

Song Qiu listened with a pale face, wanting to refute, but he didn't know how to refute.

"Okay, at this point in the story, do you still want to fight against me, against an existence that you are not destined to overcome?"

After being silent for a long time, Song Qiu raised his head, smiled brightly, and said, "Why not? As long as I am alive, I will definitely try." I have always believed that as long as I don't die, hope will not be broken. ”

The long sword in his hand was like a rainbow, dissipating the darkness in the room.