Chapter 1141 Finale
When a catastrophe strikes, no one will be spared.
Some powerful prehistoric beings used secret methods to escape from the prehistoric world and went to survive in the chaos.
Who can escape this kind of cause and effect, and after all, being born in the ancient world, can escape?
Unless, those who have done great deeds have repaid the cause and effect.
Just like the saints, several saints were originally guarding the prehistoric world in the Heaven Outside the Heaven. Now that the Heavenly Dao is collapsing, they have been affected to varying degrees.
After the collapse of the way of heaven, humanity was also implicated.
Humanity was not working, and the upper limit of cultivation kept dropping. From then on, it was the underground tunnel. Hou Tu was forced to move out of the prehistoric world and go to survive in the chaos.
Murong Ji found a good place for Hou Tu, and they couldn't help but linger.
Sitting on Qingyun Mountain, he watched his disciples becoming weaker and weaker with each generation, and even saw Qingyun Mountain gradually perishing.
But it seemed like a worry was finally resolved.
After several kalpas, the whole world gradually became desolate, the spiritual energy and evil spirit gradually disappeared, but unfortunately the immortals and gods were no longer there.
When the great road collapses, even the immortals and gods cannot take care of themselves, so how can they take care of others?
It won't be long before all kinds of disasters arise and the world becomes chaotic.
Murong Ji just watched quietly, watching the whole world fall.
A large number of lives died in the disaster, until the entire prehistoric world was almost destroyed.
Even so, there are still many humans who survived, but it is still quite difficult.
Suddenly, news came that the Yuan Feng, who suppressed the Immortal Mountain, had fallen.
For several kalpas thereafter, the entire prehistoric world was filled with thick smoke that blocked out the sky and the sun, and countless underground fires erupted.
Burning everything in the world, the sea surged and hit the vast earth.
Murong Ji watched in silence. From then on, he was the only one left in the world.
After everything calmed down, a new order slowly emerged from all the disorder, and the environment gradually changed.
More creatures were born one after another. Murong Ji was indeed a little surprised. He saw dinosaurs!
Suddenly, it seemed like nothing was so meaningful anymore, as if everything had returned to the starting point.
Several kalpas passed, and generations of creatures took over, just like the great catastrophe in the past.
Shouldn’t the world at this moment be called primitive times?
Until the birth of the human race, people still ate raw meat and drank blood.
Because of the remaining great roads from the ancient times, similar creatures are still born.
Suiren started fire, and the three ancestors of the human race led the human race to survive. Fuxi, Huangdi, Zhuanxu...
Evolving from generation to generation, it’s as if the story is being replayed again.
Everything is evolving one by one, as if nothing is different.
The difference is that there are no immortals or gods in this world.
Murong Ji sighed, escaped from the primitive world and came to the chaos, but what he saw were empty secret halls everywhere.
Without the support of the immortals and gods, all the powerful saints seemed to have become false.
I walked from one hall to another, and found that every hall was empty.
Unless one is a Daluo Jinxian, one will die in that infinite calamity.
When he arrived at Doumu Palace, Murong Ji discovered that the Golden Spirit Mother had already become a saint, but was now hanging on for dear life.
He held her tightly in his arms, but his heart was extremely calm.
They looked at her quietly, without saying a word, and leaned against each other.
After that, Murong Ji began to make arrangements in the chaos, laying out the stars and rebuilding the Zhoutian Star Array.
Based on the Zhoutian stars, he set up a living environment and layout for immortals and gods standing on the big formation.
The Heavenly Palace is no longer the same as before, but it can still allow these Golden Immortals to survive.
The one in charge of heaven at this time was Queen Mother Yao Chi.
Murong Ji's heart was still calm. He found Yunxiao and they were in love for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Murong Ji arrived at Fengdu City and stood in front of the city gate, but he was a little hesitant to move forward.
Suddenly, I didn’t want Hou Tu to leave, and I didn’t want anything to happen to her.
With a sigh, he walked into Fengdu City, and then into the courtyard where he and Hou Tu originally lived.
It was a bit empty, with nothing in it, and no sign of Hou Tu.
I came to the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk silently and saw Pingxin guarding here, still guarding here indifferently.
He held her in his arms with some heartache, and as soon as she was in his arms, he realized that it was Hou Tu herself.
"You're back."
"Well, I'm back."
Immortals and gods seem to be illusory, things that should not exist in the world, but somehow, they remain in the world.
Nowadays, a large number of immortals and gods have died, and only saints or Daluo Jinxian like them who live forever are left.
Still able to survive in this world.
Murong Ji is capable of rebuilding the entire immortal system, but he doesn't want to... Only with a beginning and an end can it be complete.
As time goes by, everything will pass away.
In fact, the ancient world will also be destroyed, just as he saw in the sea of swords, as if it was destined from the beginning to the end.
Then what is the meaning of the existence of immortals and gods?
At this time, Hou Tu seemed to have learned to live like a couple who frequently have sex.
It's so ordinary and plain, as if they have agreed to grow old together and spend their whole lives together.
After countless calamities, the immortals and gods also had a lifespan, but many could not survive and passed away in these calamities.
Saints are no exception.
I don’t know how long it took, but after watching Jin Ling die in his arms, he silently sent Yunxiao and even Houtu away.
Their departure seemed to have taken away Murong Ji's spirit.
It seems that his cultivation has reached this stage and there is no more room for improvement. Murong Ji also doesn't think that there is anyone whose cultivation can be higher than his.
But so what?
It was as if he was the only one left in the whole world, of course, there were also countless creatures born on the original primitive land.
and a reinterpretation of human history.
This time, the human race gradually developed towards science and technology, and performed a new round of "immortals, saints and gods".
Murong Ji escaped from the prehistoric world and came to the outside of the sea boundary. At this time, he took a step forward without hesitation.
Keep searching among the many dark worlds.
He wanted to return to his original world, the world that haunted him.
He didn't know how long he had been searching, but the vastness of the sea of boundaries made Murong Ji feel a little overwhelmed. There was no trace of the Zhu Xian world at all.
Not even a trace of information about the related world was left behind.
Somewhat helpless, he could only sit cross-legged on the boundary sea, looking at the senior who had died at an unknown time and had been dead for a long time.
It seems like he has endless stories.
Murong Ji seemed to see his own destined ending in him.
In the end, I might become a floating corpse in the sea like him.
Murong Ji searched in one world after another. He didn't know how many worlds he had explored, and he didn't have the mind to care.
But he didn't even touch the edge of the Zhu Xian world.
He left the world behind him dejectedly, looked at the bracelet in his hand, and asked, "Why is there no trace of it?" [Maybe it has been annihilated. ]
Murong Ji was silent for a moment, then he dejectedly picked up the world in front of him that he had never studied and continued searching.
Turning around, I found that there were some strands of silk in the world, extending in an unknown direction.
It makes these worlds seem like a balloon.
And these threads are cause and effect, connecting us continuously downwards.
Murong Ji indeed didn't quite understand.
After coming to his senses, he dug downwards along the threads.
Soon, Murong Ji saw an ancient green tree buried by countless worlds.
I was a little stunned for a moment, but I was not surprised at what this ancient tree was.
Countless worlds seem to be unripe fruits that are still growing.
It is the so-called Three Thousand Great Worlds.
Their potential for growth is much higher than that of other worlds.
Murong Ji leaned against the tree trunk, feeling somewhat helpless. When he came to his senses, he suddenly wanted to try to create a world.
After thinking about it together, he really learned a method.
Take a leaf, use it as the foundation, melt the world, and then connect to this world tree to absorb energy.
After coming to his senses, Murong Ji threw the Zhuxian Sword in his hand into the room, which marked the creation of the world.
Watching the development of the world, the world that Murong Ji wanted to create continued to evolve bit by bit.
Until a man named Qingyunzi built Qingyun Mountain in a strange mountain range.
"Hahahaha!" Murong Ji suddenly laughed out loud towards the sky. As he laughed, tears came out.
But I am happy from the bottom of my heart.
His smile gradually faded, as if he had made up his mind. He slowly took off the bracelet on his hand and murmured, "I'm sorry, old friend."
King Kong Bracelet was not surprised. "Do you remember what I asked you to do?"
Murong Ji was a little stunned for a moment. He knew that the Vajra Bracelet followed him for a purpose, but he did not intend to say it.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
The diamond bracelet vibrated slightly, "You have decided to die. Let your remains serve as nutrients for this tree..."
Murong Ji was silent for a moment, then nodded, and tried his best to throw the Vajra Bracelet into the depths of the sea.
Then, he straightened his face, took off all his power and divinity, and merged into the world in his hands with only his own aura.
Penetrating little by little, I returned to Qingyun Mountain.
On Xiaozhu Peak.
Murong Ji's translucent figure appeared in the bamboo forest under the Moon-Watching Platform. Looking up, he saw Lu Xueqi, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, practicing sword there.
At this moment, her sword skills were still somewhat relaxed, not yet fully developed, and somewhat immature.
But every move seemed to evoke Murong Ji's full memories. They were all shadows in Murong Ji's memory.
As he watched, Murong Ji burst into tears. The tears that fell were the result of his endless soul.
The soul dissipated on Xiaozhu Peak and turned into starlight, like fireflies at night.
With blurry eyes, Murong Ji seemed to see his Lu Xueqi...
suddenly.
Lu Xueqi suddenly stopped and looked up. Countless fluorescent lights were flashing between the waves of the bamboo sea. Such a beautiful scene brought an indescribable sadness.
He put the Tianya Sword aside, took out the kettle beside him, drank some water quietly, and continued practicing sword.
Murong Ji's figure slowly floated up, like a breeze, and came in front of Lu Xueqi.
Lu Xueqi seemed to sense something, so she stopped and frowned in confusion. She looked around but found nothing.
In front of her, Murong Ji slowly stood still and gently stroked Lu Xueqi's face, like a breeze blowing her hair.
Murong Ji sighed, said no more, and directly inserted his spiritual energy into Lu Xueqi's forehead.
Back then, Lu Xueqi used her own spiritual charm to continue her own path. Today, he also uses the spiritual charm he has accumulated over the years to pave the supreme path for her.
The divinity and spiritual charm he has accumulated over the years and centuries is more than astonishing.
It would be better to treat these as Lu Xueqi's way of advancing, and let her go and see the beautiful scenery of the avenue.
After a while, Murong Ji slowly dissipated like a wisp of breeze and completely disappeared.
Boundary sea.
Murong Ji's body was entangled by something, like a tree root, which penetrated into his body and absorbed energy.
In this way, the entire world tree will be strengthened to nourish all the worlds.
It seems that the saying is true: we return to where we came from.
Falling leaves return to their roots...
In an unknown world.
A young boy walked through the morning market and looked at the time. It was still early for class.
So I just found a stall and went to have breakfast.
Glancing at the antique stall nearby, the young man suddenly became interested.
I looked around at the antique stalls, picked up an item at random, and looked at the bracelet. It was golden in color, but extremely light.
"Boss, how much does this cost?"
The boss didn't even raise his eyelids. His attention was always on his morning paper. He said casually, "30!"
"Bah! I don't think it's even worth three bucks!! It's obviously fake! You must be kidding!"
The boss suddenly put down the newspaper, looked up, saw what the kid was holding, and curled his lips: "Three dollars, I'll sell it to you!"
"..."
The child's face turned dark and he had the urge to curse. He had heard from his mother a long time ago that the owners of antiques in the morning market were unreliable.
In the whole stall, the piece of cloth at the bottom is the oldest!
But the bracelet was really beautiful and fit perfectly on the hand. After thinking about it, he put the three dollars for breakfast on the stall, picked up the bracelet and left.
The more I looked at this bracelet, the more something seemed off. How could it be so light? Even plastic isn’t that light!
I tried to break it apart, and it wasn't foam either! It was quite solid.
Suddenly, he became interested and saw a stone on the side of the road, so he went up and hit the stone.
"bump!"
The sound was dull, but it smashed the stone into pieces.
The child was stunned for a moment, and was stunned for a long time before he slowly came to his senses, as if it was his own illusion.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at the stone again. It was really shattered into powder!
Not quite sure, he hit it again on the rock next to him.
"bump!"
The stone exploded into powder in an instant.
“Baby…baby!!”
Then he hurriedly stuffed it into his schoolbag, skipped school, and ran straight home...
End of the full text.
(End of this chapter)
When a catastrophe strikes, no one will be spared.
Some powerful prehistoric beings used secret methods to escape from the prehistoric world and went to survive in the chaos.
Who can escape this kind of cause and effect, and after all, being born in the ancient world, can escape?
Unless, those who have done great deeds have repaid the cause and effect.
Just like the saints, several saints were originally guarding the prehistoric world in the Heaven Outside the Heaven. Now that the Heavenly Dao is collapsing, they have been affected to varying degrees.
After the collapse of the way of heaven, humanity was also implicated.
Humanity was not working, and the upper limit of cultivation kept dropping. From then on, it was the underground tunnel. Hou Tu was forced to move out of the prehistoric world and go to survive in the chaos.
Murong Ji found a good place for Hou Tu, and they couldn't help but linger.
Sitting on Qingyun Mountain, he watched his disciples becoming weaker and weaker with each generation, and even saw Qingyun Mountain gradually perishing.
But it seemed like a worry was finally resolved.
After several kalpas, the whole world gradually became desolate, the spiritual energy and evil spirit gradually disappeared, but unfortunately the immortals and gods were no longer there.
When the great road collapses, even the immortals and gods cannot take care of themselves, so how can they take care of others?
It won't be long before all kinds of disasters arise and the world becomes chaotic.
Murong Ji just watched quietly, watching the whole world fall.
A large number of lives died in the disaster, until the entire prehistoric world was almost destroyed.
Even so, there are still many humans who survived, but it is still quite difficult.
Suddenly, news came that the Yuan Feng, who suppressed the Immortal Mountain, had fallen.
For several kalpas thereafter, the entire prehistoric world was filled with thick smoke that blocked out the sky and the sun, and countless underground fires erupted.
Burning everything in the world, the sea surged and hit the vast earth.
Murong Ji watched in silence. From then on, he was the only one left in the world.
After everything calmed down, a new order slowly emerged from all the disorder, and the environment gradually changed.
More creatures were born one after another. Murong Ji was indeed a little surprised. He saw dinosaurs!
Suddenly, it seemed like nothing was so meaningful anymore, as if everything had returned to the starting point.
Several kalpas passed, and generations of creatures took over, just like the great catastrophe in the past.
Shouldn’t the world at this moment be called primitive times?
Until the birth of the human race, people still ate raw meat and drank blood.
Because of the remaining great roads from the ancient times, similar creatures are still born.
Suiren started fire, and the three ancestors of the human race led the human race to survive. Fuxi, Huangdi, Zhuanxu...
Evolving from generation to generation, it’s as if the story is being replayed again.
Everything is evolving one by one, as if nothing is different.
The difference is that there are no immortals or gods in this world.
Murong Ji sighed, escaped from the primitive world and came to the chaos, but what he saw were empty secret halls everywhere.
Without the support of the immortals and gods, all the powerful saints seemed to have become false.
I walked from one hall to another, and found that every hall was empty.
Unless one is a Daluo Jinxian, one will die in that infinite calamity.
When he arrived at Doumu Palace, Murong Ji discovered that the Golden Spirit Mother had already become a saint, but was now hanging on for dear life.
He held her tightly in his arms, but his heart was extremely calm.
They looked at her quietly, without saying a word, and leaned against each other.
After that, Murong Ji began to make arrangements in the chaos, laying out the stars and rebuilding the Zhoutian Star Array.
Based on the Zhoutian stars, he set up a living environment and layout for immortals and gods standing on the big formation.
The Heavenly Palace is no longer the same as before, but it can still allow these Golden Immortals to survive.
The one in charge of heaven at this time was Queen Mother Yao Chi.
Murong Ji's heart was still calm. He found Yunxiao and they were in love for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Murong Ji arrived at Fengdu City and stood in front of the city gate, but he was a little hesitant to move forward.
Suddenly, I didn’t want Hou Tu to leave, and I didn’t want anything to happen to her.
With a sigh, he walked into Fengdu City, and then into the courtyard where he and Hou Tu originally lived.
It was a bit empty, with nothing in it, and no sign of Hou Tu.
I came to the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk silently and saw Pingxin guarding here, still guarding here indifferently.
He held her in his arms with some heartache, and as soon as she was in his arms, he realized that it was Hou Tu herself.
"You're back."
"Well, I'm back."
Immortals and gods seem to be illusory, things that should not exist in the world, but somehow, they remain in the world.
Nowadays, a large number of immortals and gods have died, and only saints or Daluo Jinxian like them who live forever are left.
Still able to survive in this world.
Murong Ji is capable of rebuilding the entire immortal system, but he doesn't want to... Only with a beginning and an end can it be complete.
As time goes by, everything will pass away.
In fact, the ancient world will also be destroyed, just as he saw in the sea of swords, as if it was destined from the beginning to the end.
Then what is the meaning of the existence of immortals and gods?
At this time, Hou Tu seemed to have learned to live like a couple who frequently have sex.
It's so ordinary and plain, as if they have agreed to grow old together and spend their whole lives together.
After countless calamities, the immortals and gods also had a lifespan, but many could not survive and passed away in these calamities.
Saints are no exception.
I don’t know how long it took, but after watching Jin Ling die in his arms, he silently sent Yunxiao and even Houtu away.
Their departure seemed to have taken away Murong Ji's spirit.
It seems that his cultivation has reached this stage and there is no more room for improvement. Murong Ji also doesn't think that there is anyone whose cultivation can be higher than his.
But so what?
It was as if he was the only one left in the whole world, of course, there were also countless creatures born on the original primitive land.
and a reinterpretation of human history.
This time, the human race gradually developed towards science and technology, and performed a new round of "immortals, saints and gods".
Murong Ji escaped from the prehistoric world and came to the outside of the sea boundary. At this time, he took a step forward without hesitation.
Keep searching among the many dark worlds.
He wanted to return to his original world, the world that haunted him.
He didn't know how long he had been searching, but the vastness of the sea of boundaries made Murong Ji feel a little overwhelmed. There was no trace of the Zhu Xian world at all.
Not even a trace of information about the related world was left behind.
Somewhat helpless, he could only sit cross-legged on the boundary sea, looking at the senior who had died at an unknown time and had been dead for a long time.
It seems like he has endless stories.
Murong Ji seemed to see his own destined ending in him.
In the end, I might become a floating corpse in the sea like him.
Murong Ji searched in one world after another. He didn't know how many worlds he had explored, and he didn't have the mind to care.
But he didn't even touch the edge of the Zhu Xian world.
He left the world behind him dejectedly, looked at the bracelet in his hand, and asked, "Why is there no trace of it?" [Maybe it has been annihilated. ]
Murong Ji was silent for a moment, then he dejectedly picked up the world in front of him that he had never studied and continued searching.
Turning around, I found that there were some strands of silk in the world, extending in an unknown direction.
It makes these worlds seem like a balloon.
And these threads are cause and effect, connecting us continuously downwards.
Murong Ji indeed didn't quite understand.
After coming to his senses, he dug downwards along the threads.
Soon, Murong Ji saw an ancient green tree buried by countless worlds.
I was a little stunned for a moment, but I was not surprised at what this ancient tree was.
Countless worlds seem to be unripe fruits that are still growing.
It is the so-called Three Thousand Great Worlds.
Their potential for growth is much higher than that of other worlds.
Murong Ji leaned against the tree trunk, feeling somewhat helpless. When he came to his senses, he suddenly wanted to try to create a world.
After thinking about it together, he really learned a method.
Take a leaf, use it as the foundation, melt the world, and then connect to this world tree to absorb energy.
After coming to his senses, Murong Ji threw the Zhuxian Sword in his hand into the room, which marked the creation of the world.
Watching the development of the world, the world that Murong Ji wanted to create continued to evolve bit by bit.
Until a man named Qingyunzi built Qingyun Mountain in a strange mountain range.
"Hahahaha!" Murong Ji suddenly laughed out loud towards the sky. As he laughed, tears came out.
But I am happy from the bottom of my heart.
His smile gradually faded, as if he had made up his mind. He slowly took off the bracelet on his hand and murmured, "I'm sorry, old friend."
King Kong Bracelet was not surprised. "Do you remember what I asked you to do?"
Murong Ji was a little stunned for a moment. He knew that the Vajra Bracelet followed him for a purpose, but he did not intend to say it.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
The diamond bracelet vibrated slightly, "You have decided to die. Let your remains serve as nutrients for this tree..."
Murong Ji was silent for a moment, then nodded, and tried his best to throw the Vajra Bracelet into the depths of the sea.
Then, he straightened his face, took off all his power and divinity, and merged into the world in his hands with only his own aura.
Penetrating little by little, I returned to Qingyun Mountain.
On Xiaozhu Peak.
Murong Ji's translucent figure appeared in the bamboo forest under the Moon-Watching Platform. Looking up, he saw Lu Xueqi, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, practicing sword there.
At this moment, her sword skills were still somewhat relaxed, not yet fully developed, and somewhat immature.
But every move seemed to evoke Murong Ji's full memories. They were all shadows in Murong Ji's memory.
As he watched, Murong Ji burst into tears. The tears that fell were the result of his endless soul.
The soul dissipated on Xiaozhu Peak and turned into starlight, like fireflies at night.
With blurry eyes, Murong Ji seemed to see his Lu Xueqi...
suddenly.
Lu Xueqi suddenly stopped and looked up. Countless fluorescent lights were flashing between the waves of the bamboo sea. Such a beautiful scene brought an indescribable sadness.
He put the Tianya Sword aside, took out the kettle beside him, drank some water quietly, and continued practicing sword.
Murong Ji's figure slowly floated up, like a breeze, and came in front of Lu Xueqi.
Lu Xueqi seemed to sense something, so she stopped and frowned in confusion. She looked around but found nothing.
In front of her, Murong Ji slowly stood still and gently stroked Lu Xueqi's face, like a breeze blowing her hair.
Murong Ji sighed, said no more, and directly inserted his spiritual energy into Lu Xueqi's forehead.
Back then, Lu Xueqi used her own spiritual charm to continue her own path. Today, he also uses the spiritual charm he has accumulated over the years to pave the supreme path for her.
The divinity and spiritual charm he has accumulated over the years and centuries is more than astonishing.
It would be better to treat these as Lu Xueqi's way of advancing, and let her go and see the beautiful scenery of the avenue.
After a while, Murong Ji slowly dissipated like a wisp of breeze and completely disappeared.
Boundary sea.
Murong Ji's body was entangled by something, like a tree root, which penetrated into his body and absorbed energy.
In this way, the entire world tree will be strengthened to nourish all the worlds.
It seems that the saying is true: we return to where we came from.
Falling leaves return to their roots...
In an unknown world.
A young boy walked through the morning market and looked at the time. It was still early for class.
So I just found a stall and went to have breakfast.
Glancing at the antique stall nearby, the young man suddenly became interested.
I looked around at the antique stalls, picked up an item at random, and looked at the bracelet. It was golden in color, but extremely light.
"Boss, how much does this cost?"
The boss didn't even raise his eyelids. His attention was always on his morning paper. He said casually, "30!"
"Bah! I don't think it's even worth three bucks!! It's obviously fake! You must be kidding!"
The boss suddenly put down the newspaper, looked up, saw what the kid was holding, and curled his lips: "Three dollars, I'll sell it to you!"
"..."
The child's face turned dark and he had the urge to curse. He had heard from his mother a long time ago that the owners of antiques in the morning market were unreliable.
In the whole stall, the piece of cloth at the bottom is the oldest!
But the bracelet was really beautiful and fit perfectly on the hand. After thinking about it, he put the three dollars for breakfast on the stall, picked up the bracelet and left.
The more I looked at this bracelet, the more something seemed off. How could it be so light? Even plastic isn’t that light!
I tried to break it apart, and it wasn't foam either! It was quite solid.
Suddenly, he became interested and saw a stone on the side of the road, so he went up and hit the stone.
"bump!"
The sound was dull, but it smashed the stone into pieces.
The child was stunned for a moment, and was stunned for a long time before he slowly came to his senses, as if it was his own illusion.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at the stone again. It was really shattered into powder!
Not quite sure, he hit it again on the rock next to him.
"bump!"
The stone exploded into powder in an instant.
“Baby…baby!!”
Then he hurriedly stuffed it into his schoolbag, skipped school, and ran straight home...
End of the full text.
(End of this chapter)
