infinite multiverse

Chapter 297 True Immortal (2 chapters, 4000 words)
Blue sky and white sun, no wind and no cloud.

In a strange world, in Zhongzhou among the nine continents, in a small Taoist temple called Qingyun Temple, there are two Taoist priests, one old and one young.

The 16-year-old Xuan Mingzi still remembers the memories of the previous two lives. He was an emperor and a famous hero.

When his predecessors practiced martial arts, his talent was outstanding.

Practicing Qi is still the same...

As for why he became a monk, it can only be said that he has two parents who can't afford to raise children.

The newborn self, because of poverty in his family, had no choice but to throw him at the entrance of this small Taoist temple.

Fortunately, my master is not ordinary, he is a 'fairy', one of the strongest monks in Central Continent, and even in the entire Kyushu, he is also a well-known cultivator!
And his roots are not bad, and he also felt that the two were destined, so he accepted himself as a closed disciple.

one day.

Xuan Mingzi, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, let out a foul breath. He had just reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, and it is already very good to be able to reach such a realm at the age of 16.

He stretched his waist and stood up, wanting to go fishing in the Sun Moon Lake next to the Taoist temple, because his heart was very messed up in this life...

He vaguely felt that he was going to miss something very important, but he couldn't remember it at all!
The old Taoist, who was also meditating, looked deeply at his disciple, and suddenly asked, "What's bothering you?"

"No..." Xuan Mingzi scratched his head with a smile. He really wanted to pretend to be a boy, but he was still a reincarnated person after all...

E.g.

He never cried since he was a child...

A normal child likes to play, but he goes fishing in Riyue Lake every day. Although the fish in Riyue Lake is delicious, there are not many children aged seven or eight who like to sit quietly by the lake, and just sit for a while. afternoon.

Even if the fish doesn't take the bait, he won't feel impatient...

Whatever the master asked him to learn, he would learn, and he didn't care about hardships...

"Xuan Ming don't want to say something?" The old Taoist smiled, not wanting to embarrass this apprentice too much.

Xuan Mingzi sighed: "Master, do you know everything?"

"I don't know as a teacher!" The old Taoist continued to shake his head.

"Master, do you think there is reincarnation in this world?" Xuan Mingzi raised his head and asked.

The old Taoist heard the word 'reincarnation' and gradually fell into deep thought. After a long time, he said: "We monks are called immortal gods."

"But I told you before that we are just monks, not those gods who are hidden in the clouds and never seen!

Being a teacher is in the Yuanying Realm, with a lifespan of a thousand years, immortality, but not immortality.

But even as a teacher, I have never seen a real fairy, the kind of fairy who can cover the sky with one hand and bring the dead back to life! "The old Taoist said this, paused, and continued: "The reincarnation you mentioned seems to have such a legend ten thousand years ago, but in today's years, I have never known any monk who can reincarnate .

What's more, even if they can be reincarnated, they will fall into the mystery of the womb as written in the ancient books, and they will not be able to carry the memories of the previous life..."

The old Taoist gradually kept silent, glanced at his apprentice, and didn't know what to say...

Born to know it?
not like...

Xuan Mingzi was not trying to hide it, he sat down on the futon, and sighed to Master: "Master, I can remember my previous two reincarnations, and even a few memories of my previous reincarnations, but... none of my memories Memory shows that I am a god..."

Hearing this sentence, the old Taoist finally took a deep breath. He had long felt that something was wrong with this little bastard, but he didn't expect that he was really a reincarnated person, but he still asked, "What do you remember?"

"In my previous life, I was a world-renowned hero, and in my previous life, I was an emperor with power all over the world!
As for being a prince and even a beggar earlier, but the memory is a bit too much, it is already very unreal. "When Xuan Mingzi said this, memory fragments suddenly floated in front of his eyes.

He remembered that he saved a girl who was about to be hit by a carriage, but he was regarded as a human trafficker, and the passers-by and even the girl's parents beat and kicked him, causing him to be seriously injured.

that time……

He suddenly wanted to use his magical powers...

But he can't use anything...

Thinking of this, Xuan Mingzi only felt a pain in his head...

The old Taoist looked at his disciple, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and wondered in his heart, even if there were gods who reincarnated, there is no reason to reincarnate so many times, right?
Could it be that it was just because his disciple had the ability to resist the mythical Meng Po Tang?
So, he suddenly asked: "Have you ever been to the underworld and walked across the bridge of Naihe?"

Xuan Mingzi frowned, shook his head and said, "No, it's just that every time my life ends, I open my eyes again unconsciously, and live again!"

When the old Taoist heard this, he didn't know what was going on, so he comforted him: "Then don't think too much, maybe it's a blessing from God!"

"But this God is too powerful, the world I used to have is different from this!" Xuan Mingzi was a little frustrated.

The old Taoist was speechless. Even though he was well-informed, he didn't know that there were other worlds besides this world.

In the end, he turned his head and bent down to the statue of Taoist Patriarch Sanqing, respectfully lit three sticks of incense, and murmured: "I hope the Patriarch will bless my disciple..."

Xuan Mingzi saw his master like this, so he also respectfully wanted to offer incense, praying to this ancestor who never appeared, the ancestor of their Taoism, Lao Tzu!

"I??"

that moment.

Xuan Mingzi couldn't help saying these two words aloud.

The old Taoist just wanted to teach him that he didn't know the size, but when he saw him looking at the statue with confused eyes, he seemed to think of something again.

"Lao Tzu? The Tao Te Ching? Copy the Tao Te Ching [-] times?" Xuan Mingzi mumbled to himself in a daze. The old Taoist at the side didn't know what to do, so he could only watch him continue talking nonsense.

But the more Xuan Mingzi talked, the more mysterious he became...

"Ancestor Dao, who is Ancestor Dao? My master is Ancestor Dao, no, how could it be possible, but why was I born with the Tao Te Ching? I clearly remember that someone asked me to write the Tao Te Ching more than ten thousand times."

"Yujianshu... Wu Dao, Sun Wukong, Lu Dongbin, Emperor Zhenwu, they... feel so familiar, I really want to know them all!"

"iron Man……"

"The space of the Lord God..."

"Oriental girl...Liu Laodao...Master...Sun Sun Lutang..."

"Ah!!!" Xuan Mingzi hugged his head and roared: "Who am I, who am I, why did I have to be reincarnated, why did I forget so many things, they are all my memories, why should I take them away?" Walk?"

"Why!" Xuan Mingzi suddenly walked to the Taoist temple, raised his head and pointed to the sky, and shouted angrily, "Why, dare to take away my memory!"

"I ask you, why!" Xuan Mingzi yelled at the sky angrily, the old Taoist felt that something was wrong, and just wanted to stop him, he had to respect the sky.

Boom!

There was a clap of thunder.

A flash of lightning flashed across the cloudless sky, as if telling him that as a monk, he should not be disrespectful to the sky.

But when Xuan Mingzi heard the thunder, not only was he not afraid, but he became even more excited. He faintly felt that the thunder in the sky was not angry at him, but was waking him up instead, without any malice!
So he roared again and again, let the heavens send thunder to strike him!
The old Taoist was shocked, he didn't expect God to be so efficacious!

He just wanted to stop it, but Xuan Mingzi shook his head at him!

however.

There seems to be only one thunder in the sky, if you miss it, you will miss it forever...

Xuan Mingzi, who had a splitting headache, knelt on the ground and gradually fell into deep thought. Why did he have those names in his mind, and why did he remember that he was once a god?

What is his reincarnation for?
This reincarnation again and again, what has he learned?
"What have I learned?" Xuan Mingzi scratched his head and murmured, "I didn't learn anything. This is what I knew. I didn't want to learn anything!"

gradually.

Xuan Mingzi's eyes became brighter, and he shouted more and more excitedly: "I came to experience disasters, but why did I come to reincarnation, what does reincarnation want me to understand?
suffer?

Feel the life of mortals? "

"No no no, I've never forgotten that I'm human!"

"What I want to know... is not to experience the world of mortals..."

"Because my heart is inherently tenacious, and I am never afraid of going through hardships. Even though I was a beggar and was beaten and injured hundreds of times, I still never committed suicide because of despair. No matter what my reincarnation status is, I am always positive, even Be a happy prince, while having fun, don't forget to help others."

"What I want is to live, to live with all my strength, and to change everything about myself based on my original identity. Although every time I change myself, I fail, and I am restricted by the so-called identity and bad luck, but this is the meaning of losing memory. I... a me who will never stop even if I lose my memory!"

Xuan Ming's expression became more and more serious. When he was talking to himself, there was thunder in the sky, black clouds filled the sky, and countless lightning flashes in it, as if they wanted to strike...

The old Taoist looked anxiously at his little apprentice, and then glanced at the thunder clouds in the sky. This kind of power is countless times more exaggerated than the thunder disaster in the Nascent Soul Realm...

Could it be that he is really some kind of fairy?
But the gods have long since disappeared ten thousand years ago...

Now this era has entered the Dharma-ending era...

however.

Xuan Ming shouted loudly: "Thunder falls!"

that moment.

The rolling thunder swaying between the black clouds came with a bang.

The blue thunder light is like a bright sun, blooming endless brilliance on the ground, as if a big sun appeared on the entire surface of Zhongzhou.

The old Taoist couldn't help covering his eyes with his hands.

When the thunder light dissipated, he finally saw his 'disciple'.

The Xuan Mingzi in the Taoist robe was gone.

Now he seems to have grown up, he is wearing a white robe, his eyebrows are like swords, and his body is surrounded by electric sparks like sword energy. At this time, he smiled and looked at the old Taoist. There seemed to be an air wall in front of him, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get through it.

then.

He could only stretch out his hand a little.

A paragraph of words suddenly appeared in the old Taoist's mind, and there are some cultivation techniques that lead directly to the fairyland, and even many supernatural powers and so on.

Subsequently.

The apprentice of the old Taoist disappeared out of thin air...

This old Taoist named Li Fuchen sat on the ground dejectedly, not knowing what he was thinking.

........................

One person, one life, one dream, one world.

The system has said.

Each universe will split into countless new universes every second, otherwise how can it be called an endless universe?
It may be a dream that even the gods are addicted to.

That's just the real world.

And the means that can make the primordial spirit go through the catastrophe, but prevent it from displaying supernatural powers, is the only way that is supreme and controls the infinite universe!

The multiverse exists!
It is never a secret in the eyes of the strong.

Just like Daozu can easily see through Xu Hao's origin, but he doesn't take it seriously, that's because he knows that there are really many universes, but most people cannot travel through the world.

Thunder Pond Forbidden Land.

Xu Hao, who had been in seclusion for seven years, finally opened his eyes.

Taoist Xuanqing, who was guarding the side, also received hundreds of years of memories at that moment...

almost at the same moment.

The aura of the two real fairylands was released at the same time, and the thunder pool forbidden area with a radius of thousands of miles was filled with thunder...

Understand the true self.

Fang De Zhenxian Dao!

From then on, the primordial spirit will never die, and the soul will last forever.

angel.

Can jump out of the three realms and not in the five elements.

However, only real immortals can keep the primordial spirit in the long river of time forever, and not be forgotten by the passage of time!
Otherwise, with so many immortals, wouldn't the entire Three Realms be overcrowded long ago?

But why are there not so many angels in heaven?

Even most of the heavenly soldiers are monks in the primordial spirit realm, can the heavenly immortals be generals?
Because the real situation is that those immortals who cannot break through the realm will gradually forget themselves and their original intention of becoming immortals as time goes by.

The fairies have nothing to do and can't break through, so they can only enjoy life.

Wealth, women, power, etc., are all easy things for the gods, but the gods who cannot understand the true self will perish in the luxury of luxury and gold sooner or later...

Forgetting that they were ever human, they drive mortals at will.

They can't break through to the real immortals, so they never deliberately cultivate, because they are already immortal.

They only know how to enjoy the things that come easily, and they have long stopped thinking about how these things came into their hands, let alone thinking about them. Some people, many people even sacrificed their lives for these treasures, just to please him.

But it's nothing, all below the celestial beings are ants.

day after day.

Year by year.

Until someone is unwilling to be driven by the gods above, or encounters a catastrophe, the gods will eventually fall here, and they will never survive the day when the world is destroyed.

That's right.

Their enjoyment is as it should be.

Because they worked hard.

The hard work of becoming a fairyland can only let them enjoy what the fairyland can enjoy!
Everything is too late, there is no real eternity in the fairyland.

What should come will always come.

Can be late, but not late.

Because real immortality is never physically, but spiritually!

(End of this chapter)