Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed - z16Chapter 47

All of this happens in fragments where time does not exist and is difficult to define.

A black spring, gushing pure white spring, this spring rises from the emptiness and chaos, overflows and fluctuates towards the worlds of the ten directions.

Black is the ‘silence of death’ and white is the ‘breath of life’.

Silence is death and stillness, and faintness has no beginning; breath is life and spring, and the boundlessness has no end.

The secluded spring is overflowing with the halo of waves. He is anchored in nothingness. From him, the endless power has created many worlds in the endless sea of ​​chaos. These worlds are the’water of the spring’, the’breath of life’ ‘, they are created by the ebb and flow of the quiet spring, and all living beings in them are born by the power of the quiet spring, and are formed by the overflow of the quiet spring.

The spring water constantly gushes and overflows, spreading its own power into the endless void, but even if it can flow out endlessly, it cannot infect the entire multiverse, and it can’t even affect the surrounding super-large worlds. The spring water is here. After flowing to a certain range, it will stagnate.

At that time, the white spring water will be stagnant, frozen, turning into a pitch-black silence of death, returning to the pitch-black spring to gestate, and then turning into white spring water again, spreading towards the outside world.

Every time the frozen spring water returns to the spring eye, the process of the birth of the world being extinguished and nurtured again is a ‘cycle of life and death’.

It was the practice of [Hedao Supernatural Power·The Great Way of Life and Death].

The spring water is surging endlessly. He is the Creator, the original intent above the sky, the strong man in harmony, overlooking the universe and all things in the universe.

He is not without love—if there is no love, the spring water cannot flow, the breath of life cannot blow through the void, make the movement tumbling, the robbery wave surging, and the world cannot be born from the blown folds.

But His love is also poured into death-if the ripples are not calm, if the spring water is not dead, as if the flooding tide will not retreat and sweep back and return to the sea, then the power of harmony will not be solidified.

Just as the fist thrown at the same time needs to be retracted in order to make a second more powerful punch.

To live is to die. And in death, a new life will surely be born.

This is Youquan’s natural path full of beauty, just like the most engrossing story. Together, one fall, one death, one silence and one movement, in the voluptuous and rippling void, many worlds are born and will be born. As a result, it died.

The established destiny, the real way of heaven.

The world that should live will die; and the world that should die will also be full of vitality.

This is the definition of ‘fairness’ in the ‘youquan world’ surrounding the ‘youquan world’.

It is not about subverting the laws of nature and misunderstanding the concepts, but the word natural laws, the definition of the concept itself, originally written by Hedao.

Within the category of the void world group covered by the secluded fountain, everything is developing towards the category of’better’. The supernatural powers in many worlds will get better and better, and higher and higher, and sentient beings will have more understanding of the Dao. It comes deeper and thinner.

Every cycle of life and death is an extremely boiling spark of wisdom; every time the Great Dao rises and falls, it is a struggle to surpass the limits of the past… Such beauty, such a shock, even if it is billions and billions of infinite eras, quiet Spring will never get bored.

Youquan loves all beings and all things. If you don’t love, then all things will not exist. He loves life and death equally. All things and all things exist by his power. This is a truth that no one can deny.

Therefore, as the creator, as the creator, as the initial first driving force, as the **** of creation, as the will of heaven above the sky.

Can Youquan treat the many worlds under his command at will?

Because I feel’not enough limit’,’not depressing enough’,’not yet the last moment’, just like an author who has to push the line to update, like a writer who has to work hard until he reaches the dead line, he has to wait until oneself When I felt that it was almost possible, I started to act, urging salvation to come.

Because I feel that’has not reached its peak,”not yet dazzling’,’has not reached the most shining moment’, just like a creator who has to wait until he is interested to start writing, and has to wait until he is in a good mood to start writing. Only when I feel that it’s almost time, I withdrew the asylum, so that the long-delayed end will come.

Because of this reason, it interferes with the operation of many worlds, can it?

For the original multiverse, this is certainly possible.

If it is an ordinary person, this kind of action may be called a quirk, a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, or “illness”-but to the heavens, this is the will of heaven, this is the law of heaven, this is the established order and No one can violate the iron rule.

For Hedao, this is the truth-it is not that they are not unreasonable, but they are the truth.

Youquan felt that this was good, so the thing was done.

Sentient beings? He loves. No matter whether the ant or the Kunpeng, the beggar or the emperor, in the face of the cycle of life and death, everything will repeat the cycle of love. Except for this path, nothing can be called eternal, and everything is loved equally. As equal dust.

Who can deny this truth?

There is only other truth.

“You can create, you can give, and you can give things that you think are good to all living beings.”

There was a burning sound like a fire, and the turbulent void star sea made the spring water rippling and thunder suddenly grew.

One hand, one covered with dragon scales, looks hideous and gentle, and can destroy or create a giant hand that stretches out from far away time and space.

This hand broke through the barriers and tore the blockade of the avenue. He walked along the ripples of the quiet spring, splitting the waves of the spring, dissolving the freezing dying, and reaching the core of the quiet spring.

This giant hand covers the sky, and is about to directly press down on the spring, so that the spring water that is rushing in the sky will stop blooming, and the eternal spring will stop.

The voice was faintly angry: “You should give sentient beings the right to’reject’.”

[What is consent? 】

In the face of this huge hand that is coming directly under pressure, the spring water is surging constantly, and he bursts out unprecedented power, the black and white divine power is condensed, and it turns into a gray rushing sky pillar, resisting the hand that is enough to suppress the sky: [ What is rejection? 】

Youquan’s voice is filled with puzzlement, surprise, anger, regret, and the purest unwillingness: [Zhuzhou, do you define it? Are you in charge? Are you going to rule all this? 】

[You are also just a harmony, ‘go with the flow’, far from being a torrent-and even if it is a torrent, it’s just ‘a matter of course’, let alone transcendence above the torrent, not ‘as I wish’! 】

The Tianzhu born from the secluded spring is so towering and magnificent that it can be resisted even under the pressure of a giant hand covering the sky.

And in this pillar of spring water gushing stars, many worlds are shining, mountains, rivers, seas, clouds and stars, all beings are walking around, looking down, how small is the sky and the earth, the cycle of life and death is only the highest. Moving with a thought, there is no difference between the lonely and quiet death and the noisy and surging life. That is the original meaning of the secluded spring, life and death, movement and nirvana.

The violent wind rolled up, surging forward along the Tianzhu, intending to push the giant hand away and launch a counterattack.

“Stupid?”

But in the next moment, the giant hand pressed down without any hesitation, and the originally seemingly indestructible spring column suddenly fell down and fell. Many worlds were suppressed by the roar of thunder and turned into splashes in the worlds of the virtual sea. Water droplets, heavy rain all over the sky, freely fall in the vast chaos and nothingness.

There was no solemnity in that voice, no politeness, only the purest anger and shock, which turned into the gods of thunder that came from ancient times, and shook Jiuxiao Tianyu: “Are you asking me?!”

“All beings are here. If you don’t ask them, why do you ask me again!”

A pair of eyes condensed in the void, and the purple dragon pupil stared at the spring in the void, and the blazing flames and the gray-black sun came together, bringing up the sky.

The master of the voice clenched his palm into a fist, and then, the brilliance of candlelight came to life.

[Ananda. The good man, you should be glorious in this]

[His heart is invented, and the internal restraint is too much. Suddenly send endless sorrow in it. In this way or even seeing the mosquitoes, it is like a child, pity and tears in my heart]

-That is the wish, the light of the wish.

What is the wish? A wish is something that is actively mentioned, a wish is something that some people take the initiative to desire and expect, and a wish is something that will not be rejected by the owner of the wish.

Desire is the foundation of the sacred.

Some people don’t need salvation, and some people don’t need innovation.

Some pure wicked people have their own aesthetics. They would rather die than change their behavior. They are absolutely unwilling to be saved, absolutely unwilling to admit their mistakes and bow their heads.

Some stubborn madmen have their own goals. They would rather fail and have to act according to their own methods. Even if there is a better and faster method, they never bow their heads, never change, never for the so-called progress. Change the process of achieving your goals.

So they don’t need to be saved, they don’t need to be reformed, they will walk firmly in the boundless possibilities of the chaos, and walk toward their end with their own will.

They will not have wishes, but the light of the candle day still shines on them, because it is precisely because of their rejection that sincere wishes have meaning.

At this moment, the brilliance held by that giant hand begins to condense in the illusion. In the brilliance of the candlelight, the magic knife of light is taking shape. Its name is extinction, and it is also Nirvana. When all desires are At the moment it is reached, the knife will be silent, turning into a stubborn stone of nothingness, no longer losing its brilliance and sharpness, completely dissipating meaning.

But the world’s wishes are endless, without beginning and end, so it is eternal sharp, eternally strong, and eternally shining.

Faced with this sword, even if it is an immortal fountain, the eternal Taoist must be afraid.

Because this is the sword of cutting the way!

Youquan heard it, and heard a voice called ‘Rejection’ from the ripples of the overflowing spring water.

-If this is the truth of the world and this is the will of the Creator, then I would rather never exist, never be born, even if the world is destroyed, I will definitely not let him do what he wants!

And such voices are countless thousands, trillions, trillions.

—Your beauty, I don’t like it in my heart.

—Your way, I intend to go against it.

—Your love, I am tired of resisting.

—Your light, I don’t want to bathe.

The heaven is above, you are the permanence of the world, if you do not move forever, all sentient beings will let the flow go.

But if the heaven is private, why can’t sentient beings refuse that unfair destiny?

Just like the simplest joke, it’s no longer normal.

—Does the defendant have to accept the confession?

—If someone is in love, do they have to accept it?

“That’s the truth.”

Every world, every call, every refusal, creates a light that blends into the dazzling magic knife like a blazing fire: “I am the truth.”

Since knowing that his own power is enough to affect all living beings, Su Zhou asked every time he made a shot that could change the world.

Inquiry about wishes.

From the beast gods to the green hills, from the world of reincarnation to dusk, the light of the candle day follows the wishes, and the flame of hope burns with the hope of all living beings-those who do not want to be saved, then wait, endless time, candle day One day, the brilliance of the world will shine brightly.

At this moment, it is the same.

“Blade of Destruction, cut the body, and cut the way!”

After absorbing the will of all beings to’reject’ in the world derived from the secluded spring, the divine sword slashed down, and the eternal and continuous veins of the avenue were broken. Seoquan could sense those who should have been the foundation of their immortality. The way of life and death is temporarily separated from himself, and he cannot connect with his own eulogy, his immortality, and his fountain of power in those worlds.

The so-called ‘good’ means that if it’s good, then others will follow suit and follow suit. It’s just like being right. If it’s really right, no one will reject it. Even if you shake your head, you won’t deny its brilliance.

That is something that has nothing to do with rejection. Youquan’s Tao may be correct, but Youquan’s Taoist is wrong.

In the endless roars, Taoist Youquan was slashed by this knife. Immediately, all of his powers began to collapse, dissociate, and collapse into a more basic, pure Taoist meaning without right or wrong. In order to resist this collapse, Quan’s eyes burst out infinitely pure white breath of life, but this was meaningless. His will was burned by the unquenchable flames and gradually disintegrated into sky fragments.

Cut it down with a slash, in the boundless void and chaos, the black and white secluded spring began to weaken and twist.

【Do not-】

At this moment, you can still hear Youquan’s unwilling voice: [I may be wrong, but I am not guilty! Everything is born of me, I also love all beings, I am willing to repent—]

“Why talk nonsense with me, tell them!”

However, the second knife cut it, and immediately split the secluded spring, and the rushing spring water began to weaken, diverge, and turn into a gurgling stream.

The secluded fountain of despair searches all realms, and it is absolutely impossible for his power to fight against that candle day, not to mention that there is also a silent Hongshi outside the candle day.

The silent Hiroshima stared into the void. He was thinking about whether his salvation gave all beings the right to refuse… He was smiling bitterly, and facing Youquan’s sad and pleading eyes, he also shook his head slightly.

[I am also wearing a sin body, and so is the candle day] Hiroshima said so, whispering softly: [We were born in nothingness, and we rejected the most primitive love…Who can be innocent? Who can be pure? 】

[Youquan, death is not the end, but the beginning… If your sins are to be washed away, you have to go to the ‘life and death’ room and take turns]

The third knife cut down, and the stern thunder blasted the heavens.

Youquan’s will gradually shattered, and those who are strong in harmony are immortal, even without their great avenues, without their inheritance, without their will and legends, they themselves are immortal entities, and there is no need for them. Dadao supports, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can still be immortal.

But the fourth knife cut down, even if it is an immortal entity, it will fall into the silence of silence-he is not destroyed, it is just silence.

And eternal silence is eternal sleep and death, which is one of the many different names of death.

At this moment, the fifth sword has already been swung. This sword will kill everything. Even if it is silent, it will not remain, but will completely perish. It will destroy the realms of the Void and the entire group of Youquan worlds. Chain destruction, and then the Taoist Youquan completely dissipated, leaving only the brand of nothingness.

Even if the world is not destroyed, the gentle swing of the sword can take a long time to strip the Dao from the universe, and then destroy the foundation of Hedao bit by bit.

But the knife was not cut.

It lifted, but only to get away.

“Although his sin is enough to be sentenced to death, it will not be destroyed.”

Su Zhou took the sword and returned it to its sheath. He stared at the many worlds in front of him, and the young man said indifferently: “The cycle of life and death does not leave sentient beings with the right to refuse, but not all worlds are rejecting it.”

In front of his eyes, there are several worlds, shining with black and white light. They are the worlds that follow the path of the secluded spring, never refuse, and yearn for it.

This is the possibility of the beginning of the future ‘miracle’.

If, in the distant future, these sentient beings who agree with the Tao of Youquan really give birth to a new ‘harmony of life and death’, then Youquan may be able to return under the call of his own ‘comrade’.

But that is the future.

At this moment, Youquan’s will has been silent, and his avenue was shattered, shattered by four knives, and fell into eternal sleep.

This is death.

A round of black, white, and two-color lights appeared in front of Su Zhou, and the halo of “rejection” lingered around him, making him dull and haggard.

Su Zhou reached out and picked it up.