What is reality and what is illusion? All sentient beings have thoughts tossing and turning. One thought is a world. Thoughts flash like countless numbers. In an instant, thousands of worlds as small as the sands of the Ganges River are born.

The great universe is glorious and majestic, and the way of heaven is terrifying, but even more brilliant than the great universe is the thought in my heart. One thought leaps to the speed of light, one thought transcends reincarnation, one thought reaches the other shore, and only one thought is eternal.

Deducing the eternity and infinite future of the divine world, Zhang Ruoxu's eyes flashed with golden light, and he glimpsed the ups and downs of the timelines, but they were buried due to various variables.

"If the Void God Realm can be made true, and the great dream can be true forever, the Void God Realm will turn into the Void God Realm, carrying the souls of the gods, eternal immortality, immortal faith, and immortal gods."

"The True Immortal Realm of the Yang Realm complements each other. One is an immortal substance, the body is immortal, and the other is an eternal belief, the soul is immortal."

"If the two realms are united into one, it seems that they can become the free and eternal Great Luotian!"

Zhang Ruoxu looked at the long river of time, and actually caught a glimpse of the final transformation of the Yin-Yang Fairy Mirror. It was brilliant, transcending time and space, immortal in all realms, projected into the heavens, and unique to itself.

It transformed from the Yin and Yang Immortal Mirror of the Two Realms into the Tai Chi Universe Immortal King Mirror, and then from the Immortal King Instrument to the Eternal Great Luo Emperor Mirror.

This is an extremely long road, with the growth of Tao Ancestor, the birth of the system, and finally turned into the Supreme Immortal Emperor Soldier.

Time flows, it may be tens of millions of years, or it may be hundreds of millions of years, with no end in sight.

"Too slow, too slow!"

Zhang Ruoxu sighed, if others saw the hope that his weapons could turn into Immortal Emperor weapons, they would be filled with joy.

However, this world is different, this realm is different!

In millions of years at most, darkness will make a comeback here, and at least dark creatures at the Immortal King level, and even quasi-Immortal Emperors, and even Immortal Emperor-level dark creatures will cast their gaze.

If one advances step by step and relies on hundreds of millions of years to climb up the ladder step by step, the final end will be like the group of old immortal kings who opened up the immortal realm, falling into an unknown place and dying without a burial place.

Even if you are lucky enough to successfully enter the realm of the quasi-immortal emperor, like an emperor who leaves footprints on the embankment, facing infinite darkness, the end will not be much better.

It’s another era of imperial decline, and another era of reincarnation.

"If you want to get ahead and rise in the world these days, you must cheat, but the degree of cheating varies."

Zhang Ruoxu whispered, found a Taoist platform and sat cross-legged, looking at the reincarnation seal he was born with.

This was the opportunity for Zhang Ruoxu's rise, and in later fashionable terms, it was a golden finger.

But Zhang Ruoxu rarely uses the power of the Samsara Seal, because reincarnation has great mysteries and great cause and effect. Except for kicking to death for enlightenment, reincarnation, and assisting the Tianxin Seal to deduce the path, the Samsara Seal is almost never used.

But now I have to use it, even if there is a big cause and effect, I have to fight it myself.

"The darkness ahead is endless. I'm not afraid of your big karma, but I'm afraid of your small karma!"

"We must fight reincarnation with reincarnation!"

Zhang Ruoxu's eyes were bright, and the Heavenly Emperor's soul stepped out of the immortal platform, stepped into the holy and flawless reincarnation seal that nurtures life and death, and comprehended the mystery of the supreme avenue.

A holy radiance is like a goddess scattering flowers and falling, and it is even more crystal clear, flowing out with an intoxicating brilliance.

The Heavenly Emperor's Yuan Shen stepped into the world of seals, and his body disappeared, leaving only the mark of life and death suspended in mid-air.

………

The vast six realms of reincarnation are like a thousand worlds rotating in six directions. The green platform in front is as high as a mountain and as big as a star, but there is no one there. A sense of silence and emptiness fills the entire space.

Six-color glazed brilliance shines, and a figure walks out from the six reincarnations. Dressed in the imperial robes of the Heavenly Emperor, with a handsome face and the sun and moon on his shoulders, he looks like a supreme saint.

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation, Wangxiang Terrace, is the starting point, and it will eventually return here."

There was a hint of sadness in Zhang Ruoxu's eyes. The scene before him was extremely familiar. He had been here many times before, but this time it was empty. He was the only one walking alone, stepping on the underworld, walking through reincarnation, and going up in reverse.

The old friend Black and White Wuchang has disappeared, the words of laughter and curses have disappeared, and Po Meng, who used to cook Meng Po soup for ghosts in Qingtai, is also missing, not to mention the numb ghost and the roar of the ghost that surrounds his ears.

The sound of wailing.

The underworld is empty, there are no traces of evil spirits, only one person walks alone.

There is a kind of feeling that has never been seen before or will never come after. I can't help but feel sad and shed tears when thinking about the long journey of heaven and earth.

"You cannot admonish those who have gone by, but you can still pursue those who have come."

Zhang Ruoxu muttered to himself, stepped on the ripples of the void, looked ahead, and stepped step by step towards the end of Qingtai, which was a bridge that seemed to span billions of miles with no end in sight.

The Wangchuan River on the road to Huangquan, the bridge on the Wangchuan River, the bridge on the Wangchuan River, the present life, and the next life.

Walking onto the Naihe Bridge, Zhang Ruoxu felt that he could cross the long bridge and reach the other side in one thought, but there was a force blocking his way forward.

Looking down, the sea of ​​blood in the Wangchuan River seems to be endless. The rolling waves in the river are like a city in the universe, and a wave photographed is the end of an era.

Zhang Ruoxu couldn't help but think of a saying: At the end of reincarnation, everything will come to an end, and the underworld is the destination of all souls.

Who can transcend in this world? Most of them will eventually return to the underworld.

The power that stopped Zhang Ruoxu came from a wave universe. If you look carefully, it turned out to be the universe of our own. The howling and roaring souls turned out to be the ancient ancestor kings and Kunlun survivors that Zhang Ruoxu killed for the human race.

"Zhang Ruoxu! You killed 300,000 of my Tianlong clan! You will not die a good death!"

A dragon-headed ancestor king looked ferocious and extremely terrifying, struggling and roaring in the sea of ​​blood.

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"The war between races will never end." Zhang Ruoxu sneered: "You were no match for me in life, but you dare to cause trouble even after death."

"roll!"

Like spring thunder exploding, the innocent souls wailed and feared and dispersed automatically.

Immediately afterwards, figures with youthful vigor, sunshine, and lofty temperament emerged, as if they were the young geniuses who died in the hands of Zhang Ruoxu in the imperial struggle. They placed their trust in the future of each race's orthodoxy.

Now, now, I am not willing to give in.

"My hometown and my relatives have been destroyed by you!" A young quasi-emperor cried with bloody tears, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the sea of ​​blood.

A fairy in white looked at Zhang Ruoxu indifferently, with heavy flames burning in her pupils.

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"Emperors and emperors compete according to their own abilities." Zhang Ruoxu didn't look the same and said calmly: "Since I have no regrets during my lifetime, why bother about it after my death."

As soon as the words fell, the souls dispersed, and then the sea of ​​blood rolled, and the figures of Emperor Wuji, who dominated the universe, emerged one after another, all of them were the ancient emperors and gods of the past.

"Emperor Ming, you, a villain who fishes in secret, are worthy of being called the Emperor of Heaven!"

"Human Emperor, you are the most evil-hearted person in the world!"

It was the Golden-winged Dapeng Emperor who fought to the death, the Supreme Spiritual Emperor whose Holy Spirit attained enlightenment, and the Corpse Emperor whose corpse attained Enlightenment... All these dozens of supreme beings roared and shouted.

"Just you?"

"I kill you every time I see you."

Zhang Ruoxu sneered, and struck out with the Human Emperor Seal. The ghosts howled and howled, and their souls were scattered. Then, with firm steps, he pushed all the way. In front of him, there was endless brilliance, the sun and the moon rotated, the Emperor of Heaven stepped on the time, and there were countless phenomena.

Walking backwards on the Naihe Bridge, leading directly to the other shore, a ray of light falls, and the Taoist heart feels inexplicably comfortable.

Zhang Ruoxu thought thoughtfully: "It's not the person of the past, but the torture of Tao's heart. Is it the result of his own heart?"

That's right, all the gods in the underworld have disappeared, so how can the ghosts still exist?

They are all transformed by the soul and just ask the heart.

After crossing the Naihe Bridge, we came to another land, which is the center of Huangquan Road. The other shore flower bloomed like a flame. From a distance, it looked like a carpet paved with blood.

Flowers on the other side are also known as Manzhu Shahua. The flowers bloom on the other side. When the flowers bloom, you can’t see the leaves, and when there are leaves, you can’t see the flowers. The flowers and leaves don’t meet each other, and they are in different directions. It is the only scenery on Huangquan Road.

When Zhang Ruoxu stepped onto this land, the Bianhua flower, which was as red as blood, turned into holy white.

The snow-white and blood-red flowers on the other side together represent death. Datura flowers bloom on the road to heaven, and mandala flowers are all over the road to hell.

"If you follow the rules, you will be ordinary; if you go against them, you will be immortal."

Zhang Ruoxu couldn't help but sigh as he recalled his journey through reincarnation, but did not continue moving forward.

Because there is a three-life stone standing in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side.

The Sansheng Stone is located on the bank of the Wangchuan River. A green triangular stone tablet is shining with a faint light. The three stone tablets are arranged and intersected with each other, depicting the underworld and the world of mortals.

Zhang Ruoxu looked over, and in an instant, one of the blue stone tablets was engraved with the pattern of the six reincarnations, shining brightly, and two big words were written on it - afterlife!

A vast expanse of white, this life has not passed away, the Emperor of Heaven is immortal, so the next life cannot be seen.

Looking at the second blue stone tablet, two brilliant characters shine, describing splendor and glory.

The reflection reflects the brilliance of this life, starting from cultivating ghosts and immortals, embarking on the road of reincarnation, reincarnating to cover the heavens, proving the Ming Emperor, resurrecting three lives, and achieving the path of the Emperor of Heaven.

"As expected!"

Zhang Ruoxu was immediately relieved. The Sanshengshi answered his biggest doubt. He was still the tenth life, not the eleventh.

Because I took the wrong reincarnation route and got stuck in the Six Paths of Reincarnation bug, I was not really reborn once.

But since I have been reincarnated, the procedure is wrong, but the result has come out and it is already a fact.

Therefore, birth comes with the seal of reincarnation, and it has a mysterious and mysterious relationship with the six paths of reincarnation.

After reading what happened in this life, Zhang Ruoxu couldn't hold back his curiosity and looked at the last stone tablet.

Different from the holy afterlife and the golden present life, this stone tablet is extremely dark, and the person who wrote it in strong blood has passed away!

On the road to death, vague and familiar figures appeared one after another. It was him, and it was not him.

Reincarnation in the heavens and universes is like a revolving lantern. The further you go, the more difficult it is to distinguish and connect. The closer you are to this life, the clearer the reincarnation and universe that side is.

Even the cosmic imprint of the ninth life's reincarnation emerged bit by bit. A statue of Fuxi with a human head and a snake body stood solemnly, and a fire spirit passed down from generation to generation appeared.

In the universe of the eighth life, there are Kunpeng roaring, ten evil spirits showing off their power, an immortal king coming to the nine heavens, and a sword cutting off the mark of eternity.

The seventh life gradually began to blur, and I could only vaguely see a looming bald head.

At the beginning of the sixth life, there was confusion and invisibility.

"So that's it. The universes that I can travel through are the universes of reincarnation that I have reincarnated in before."

"The seal of reincarnation establishes a connection between me and the universe where I have reincarnated."

"I have been in Nirvana twice, so I can see the ninth and eighth lives. The accumulation of the third Nirvana is enough and can be carried out at any time. All the seventh lives are looming. The fourth Nirvana is not sure. Starting from the sixth life

The past is invisible.”

Zhang Ruoxu looked up to the sky and sighed. Only today did he crack the secret of the reincarnation seal.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation shocked the world, and looking at the world of mortals from the Naihe Bridge, now he had a sense of security that he had initially mastered the Seal of Reincarnation.

After seeing the Sansheng Stone and crossing the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, Zhang Ruoxu moved forward and came to the other side of the world.

Unlike the grandeur of the six realms of reincarnation, and the oppression of Naihe's three lives, this piece of heaven and earth is supreme and sacred, just like the residence of gods.

The majestic palace and the magnificent divine palace are located on the underworld. The three simple and mysterious characters are transformed from the innate Taoist patterns. They are words belonging to the gods and immortals. There is no need to read and understand. You can clearly understand the meaning at a glance.

【Supreme Hall】

On both sides are also large black gold characters written in innate divine characters.

The place of reincarnation in the heavens;

Inquiry into the palace of the true spirit;

Having reached this point, it is impossible to retreat.

Zhang Ruoxu walked magnanimously into it. In an instant, the hall emitted hundreds of millions of rays of rays of light, overwhelming the sky and falling. Amidst the clouds and mist, a brilliant bronze throne emerged.

The throne was simple and unpretentious, but it had a lot of majesty. Zhang Ruoxu looked at it for a moment and sat on it calmly. A great pressure fell in his heart, making him feel as heavy as the earth, as if he was carrying the entire reincarnation of the underworld, and a personal blessing came up.

"As the Emperor of Heaven, I shall suppress all enemies!"

Zhang Ruoxu whispered softly and picked up the underworld. His bright Taoist heart subdued the personality instead of being blessed by the personality.

The reincarnation of Hades did not resist, but was happy with this behavior.

Zhang Ruoxu looked strange, thought a lot, seemed to understand something, and slowly said: "I have been the second child for a long time, and I also want to be the boss."

The reincarnation of the underworld accepted him. At the same time, Zhang Ruoxu developed that he could control the Supreme Palace at will, disperse the clouds and mist, change the appearance of the temple, and even see the Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge, Sansheng Stone, and even the Six Paths of Samsara from here.

Between the reversal of thoughts, the Supreme Palace constantly changes. Sometimes it becomes a home with small bridges and flowing water, sometimes it becomes a palace where Zixiao preaches, sometimes it becomes a palace where the emperor of heaven gathers, sometimes it turns into a sacred land of Yaochi, sometimes it becomes a sacred place.

The shape of the Kowloon coffin.

Unpredictable and arbitrary, after struggling for three days and three nights, Zhang Ruoxu calmed down a little and turned the Supreme Palace into a normal area.

The stars are bright on the top of the sky, and a little bit of starlight falls on the mirror pool in the center.
Chapter completed!