Chapter 640 Fireworks (End of Zhutian City)

"Dad, I'm leaving." Yang Jian looked at the man he had only seen in the portrait and said hello.

"Are you coming back for dinner tonight? Your mother and your aunt went to the mall and asked to bring you snacks." Yang Xiaotian wiped his greasy hands with the corner of his apron and walked out of the kitchen.

He looked like a housewife, and the pungent and sour smell of chopped peppers wafted out from the kitchen along with the fumes.

Yang Jian didn't know how to answer. He looked at this figure who was more or less similar to himself and said:

"Next time"

After all, he still didn't give the other party the universal knowledge talisman to awaken his true self-awareness.

It is true that in this way, I can get a lot of useful information. As the messenger of the ghost post office, my father, who has no relationship with me, can be of some help.

He knows the future framework, but the details are also key.

If it were my old self, I would definitely make such a choice without thinking.

But now, perhaps it is because the sense of urgency of life and death crisis has faded a lot.

'Or maybe'

Yang Jian took one last look at this bright room. If possible, he would really like to take over his mother's body and live in this world for his old age.

But how can there be so many possibilities? Consider the situation and recognize yourself.

Choosing to adapt when you are unable to do so is not out of inner strength, but because only in this way can you survive better.

The big guys in the group say that this world was built on the sacrifices of other worlds, so it needs to be destroyed.

If it were him who had to choose, he wouldn't necessarily choose to destroy it. After all, he couldn't see other worlds.

But now I don't have to choose one or the other.

Even if he returns to that world, as long as he is given time, he can protect his mother and live well at the same time.

Maybe we can end the supernatural era early and start a cross-border establishment as soon as possible.

"Before, when Heaven did not return, I was away all year round to deal with supernatural events, which made your mother very hard, and you were also very hard."

Yang Xiaotian sighed:

"You are more precocious than I thought. I won't tell you what to pay attention to outside. The society is complicated. Some people can be believed and some people cannot be trusted. You should be able to judge for yourself."

When Yang Jian turned around and was about to leave, Yang Xiaotian was stunned by what Yang Xiaotian said.

"There's nothing you can do. You have to support your family, and you do it for us." Yang Jian said.

Yang Xiaotian smiled: "Actually, I don't want you to embark on your cousin's official career. The responsibility is too great and the risks are great. I hope you are safe."

"Your cousin just went out to enforce the law, and he was fighting with others."

"There's nothing we can do. We have to make ends meet." Yang Jian spread his hands.

Although everyone in this world has a strange cognition and memory, and their speech is full of flaws, Yang Jian has gradually gotten used to it.

"It's not just a bowl of rice. You can live by going to the Zhetian Chamber of Commerce and working in a factory... Let's forget it. I saw a TV report that they are 007."

Yang Xiaotian waved his hand: "Health is also very important. If you really can't do it, you can still drive a bus. I know an old man who drives a bus. He only drinks tea and buys lottery tickets after get off work every day. His life is very leisurely."

The old man you mentioned must win lottery tickets every day to be so leisurely, right?

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Yang Jian felt that he was in trouble and could only choose to remain silent. He paused: "What if my test scores are not ideal and I have to take the path of my cousin?"

Yang Xiaotian thought for a moment and said, "Then I can only hope that you will do your best, take responsibility and protect yourself at the same time."

Yang Jian nodded, put on his shoes, and opened the iron door that had begun to gain some presence and color.

"Smile more when nothing happens."

Yang Xiaotian's voice came from behind: "Go out and have fun, don't drink."

Bang.

The iron door is closed.

If the ghost hadn't revived, maybe this would have been his normal life.

Yang Jian thought for a while, but there was no big mood swing. After all, there is no perfect life. There will always be regrets. From big regrets to small regrets, the pursuit of perfection is too tiring.

"Regret? Perfect?"

Yang Jian frowned, and then walked downstairs along the cement steps. When he reached the downstairs of the unit building in Guanjiangkou Community, he saw two unexpected figures.

"That's it, go and do your work." Yang Tianyou was talking to Yang Jian. When he saw Yang Jian coming out, he nodded slightly:

"I came to play chess with your dad."

He was smiling, and as he passed by, his presence became a little thinner.

"Didn't you go on patrol?" Yang Jian asked doubtfully.

"With so many powerful people, I feel like having one more of me is not too much, and having one less of me is not that much." Yang Jian looked at the sky and said with a smile:

"In modern terms, it's just fishing, and I came to see my father off on his last journey."

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Yang Jian felt that this divine king was quite able to keep up with the times, but when he thought about the boss of the Emperor of Heaven, it made sense if he thought about it carefully.

"My father said that being able to have a lifelong marriage with my mother will be an eternity of happiness."

Yang Jian held an empty dog ​​leash and said: "He said he was content, but I can see that he still cares about this reunion."

"Speaking of which, let's talk about feelings."

"Can you reveal some information about the woman dancing with His Majesty now?"

"Taibai is worried that if he meets that person in heaven one day, it would be rude not to know how to address him."

Yang Jian almost didn't react to the 90-degree turn in the conversation. He had even thought of words to comfort him.

"I don't know much about it," Yang Jian said directly, "She's a witch. Wait, haven't you seen the movie, Lord God?"

I went to the cinema and watched it for four days and three nights that day. As long as I was still the 'ordinary person' I used to be, I probably had even the ability to revive the evil ghost and suffered from old sins.

"Oh, speaking of that thing called a movie, Yang Jian is also very capable."

Yang Jian patted Yang Jian on the shoulder and said: "I always feel that the suppressed undead evil things inside are very similar to the weird ones you met, cousin."

In all twists and turns, these gods really have a hundred minds. Sure enough, the longer they live, the more vicious their eyes become.

Even the thoughtful Yang Jian also felt pressure. He was about to say it was a coincidence, but he suddenly felt a heat in his body.

"The Emperor of Heaven has done some regular inspections in the Heavenly Court before. Calculate, it's almost time. I have taught you so many spells before. Go and help me with your cultivation. By the way, let me see your learning results."

Yang Jian said with a smile: "I used to dare to listen to the instructions but not the announcement, but now I can't. I would rather be punished by thunder than suffer that kind of love disaster."

"Howling Sky Dog, come upstairs after you finish urinating."

In Yang Jian's confused expression, Yang Jian shouted into the grass in the community garden, and then walked towards the corridor.

"What are you doing standing around? Go ahead."

"oh"

I didn’t expect that a rookie like me would have to go to the battlefield.

Yang Jian, who secretly taught him a lot of spells for free, can be regarded as half of his master, so there is no problem in helping him.

'It depends on the situation if there's a fight, but the boss seems to be talking about the origin of the universe or something,' Yang Jian thought.

Feeling a steady stream of power pouring out of his body, he began to instinctively want to vent it out.

Ghost eyes, ghost shadows.

It seems that there is a brand-new law that wraps up these 'ghosts', allowing his will to override and control these things, and has a strengthening effect on the rules.

'God willing? ’

Yes, it was the power that Boss Tiandi gave everyone before.

It's just that my cultivation level was not high before, so I felt it was useless, so I ignored it.

etc? ! You can also use the ghost realm and even higher levels at will.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, jumped up immediately, and disappeared into the air in an instant.

Yang Jian upstairs withdrew his gaze.

The Confucian saint had been urging me to remember my duty and seal the Emperor of Heaven, but I was kicked in the head by a dog before I listened to him.

but

'If that movie is true, wouldn't it mean that after using Qu Yanping, the Emperor of Heaven or the Master protected another Yang Jian, and he is now Yang Jian? ’

‘Although Qu Yanping’s soul was eventually borrowed by the evil god named Azathoth, there was a loophole in it. ’

‘Why did Qu Yanping, whose body was taken away by Gu Yue Fang Yuan, immediately appear in the hands of God Haotian after he self-destructed? Could it be that Gu Yue Fang Yuan’s actions have always been under the watchful eye of the Emperor of Heaven, and he even let it go on purpose, or rather,

Movie?

No one on the Universal Knowledge Forum believes this is just a movie.

Yang Jian touched his chin and thought for a while, shrugged, turned and walked into the room where the illusion began, picked up the vibrating phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, mother"

"When will uncle hold the wedding banquet? How do I know?"

Countless exquisite wish seals emerged, hanging upside down, floating on the wish sea but carrying the wish sea. The great wish ship that blurred the boundaries of time, space and perception suddenly exploded with a crack.

The fierce light bursting out from the collapse of the star was fleeting from the crack.

Subsequently, the immeasurable wish power it carried poured into the wish sea, and many great realms flowed out along with these wish powers, but soon, the great wish ship returned to its original state as if refreshed.

Some creatures whose long-cherished wishes have been realized suddenly feel as if something mysterious and mysterious is leaving. Some of the beautiful worlds reflected by their great wishes are being shattered. Some powerful creatures look to the sky in despair, with fear in their eyes as if they have seen something. Apocalyptic scene.

And in some worlds where murderous intentions are everywhere, lives are in ruins, and despair and numbness have become the norm, either a sense of satisfaction, or the elimination of calamity, or memories, thoughts, obsessions, and pursuits. All kinds of beautiful feelings and moments instantly eliminate karma, Balancing some invisible destiny.

Occasionally, beings who are good at deduction or divination actually see a glimmer of hope in all kinds of doomsdays.

No matter what the situation is, all the creatures in the world feel something in their hearts at the same time!

The sky is covered with soft golden glow, like the mysterious figure of a god descending, towering over the world.

"Yang Jian?! It's Yang Jian——!!!"

The traders in Zhutian City, especially the imprisoned creatures in Emperor Yan's Cauldron of Strange Fire, who did not know when they would turn into Yaoyin, all let out bursts of exclamations in shock.

Like the first ray of dawn, warm and bright.

"The hunting star god! The only supreme being who has suppressed the restricted area for countless years and still stands on the side of all sentient beings!"

Someone exclaimed: "He is still alive! He has not been replaced?!"

Someone was pleasantly surprised: "It's great, it's saved, it's saved!!"

"Have you seen it in the Heavenly Court of Zhutian City before?" Someone murmured to themselves, wondering: "Did I remember it wrong?"

"Xiu wants to talk nonsense!"

Someone immediately yelled.

The Star God of Destruction, whose eyes were molten gold as he guided the world toward entropy, stopped. The divine body constructed from countless stars and cosmic realms stopped swiping at the Great Wish Ship with a beam of light.

The demonic aura was overwhelming, his eyes were weeping with blood and tears, and the Yuanshi Demon, who had just absorbed the infinite wish light produced by Yaotian's splitting into the realm of Nine Netherworlds with the Qiankun in his Sleeves, also paused. He was surrounded by darkness, with nothing but chaos.

His whole body is entangled with the divine chain of order, and there are black divine patterns on his body that exude an ominous meaning. Every move he makes brings the scene of the sky collapsing and the earth is shattering. The speed of destroying the realms of the wish sea is far faster than that of other handsome gods who are devourers of all realms. In his hands The sword embryo split the sky, and he looked at Yang Jian doubtfully.

Even the Dark Emperor Ye Fan, who had just left Zhutian City, stood in the void and stared at Yang Jian.

All living beings were weeping, and the mourning shocked the world. With the spread of the news by insiders, countless people began to call the name of "Yang Jian".

"We shouldn't be greedy!"

"Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun, please save all heavens and worlds once again!"

"Follow the orders you gave me and suppress these evil spirits coming out of the restricted area!"

All living beings are calling, all living beings are pleading, they are expressing the excitement and respect in their hearts, and the living beings in Zhutian City are crying uncontrollably, and at the same time they are feeling ashamed.

The Confucian saints gave everyone a chance, but they were blinded by the fulfillment of their wishes, creating conditions for the Devourer of All Realms to break the seal again.

Pray to the sky, the way of heaven will go against the Nine Netherworlds, bow to the gods, and the Eastern Emperor will fall into the stars.

The Commander of the Sanqing Dynasty, the God of Haotian, and all the gods and demons have all been reversed.

But when the heavens were about to reappear in a disaster that could not be measured and recorded by years and time, this divine king showed up selflessly.

"Yang Jian."

"Yang Jian!"

Amidst the shouts, a staircase leading to the sky fell down, and Yang Jian, eyes closed, walked out holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, under the gaze of all beings with tears and hope.

Blood drops flowed from the golden-patterned sky eye.

The bloody light of resentment filled the air quietly, and there were a few more eye slits on Yang Jian's face. He opened all his eyes at once, and the full red light spread all over the world.

Everything seemed to be at a standstill. Countless Yang Jians were reduced to the ultimate "one" by the folding of time and space. He raised his three-pointed two-edged sword and smashed it against the great wish ship.

"???"

Boom——!

Seeing this, Xing raised the beam of light again not to be outdone, and swung it down as if to compete with who was stronger.

Boom——!

Just as the first bell rang, the other Supremes continued their actions as if nothing had happened.

Boom, boom, boom, boom

Continuously, under the dull gaze of all the creatures in Zhutian City, these attacks fell on the Great Wish Ship, causing the entire Wish Sea to ripple in terror, and the cracks became wider and wider.

"Yang Jian."

"Is it also reversed?"

Following someone's words, Zhutian City fell into a long dead silence.

All kinds of visions filled the sky, and the loud knocking was transmitted through the senses in a way that was beyond the understanding of living beings. The speed became faster and faster, and finally...

When everything came to its climax, Su Lin and Irena stood still while stepping on the beat of destruction.

"Do you like watching fireworks?" Su Lin asked.

"It's okay." Irena said doubtfully, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

In the void.

Under the prying eyes of many hidden eyes.

The universe that pulls in all realms is like a black hole, where the edges of the intersection of all realms are blocked and squeezed.

Not long ago, the golden raft, which was dragged into it by a powerful force, appeared staggeringly at the edge where the universe and the void overlap.

It began to break apart inch by inch.

Light.

Overflowing from broken places.

Soon it stretched endlessly into the distance.

Countless dust-like remains of the world are burning and exploding wantonly, being thrown into the void overwhelmingly and without any rules!

Infinite light and immeasurable heat burst out from the wreckage.

Once again, it flows into a vast river of light, filling the sky like a curtain of rain, and the flames bloom like flowers, blooming in the universe.

‘Food scraps? ’

Some voyeuristic eyes tried to trace the origin of these wreckage and looked along the direction of the original raft.

A figure was staring into the void. On his body, there were layers of layers of the universe, and there seemed to be a horrifying color hidden under the extremely bright light.

From the chaotic undulating ocean, the light and shadow slowly raised the mass of the essence of the universe in their hands, and cast greedy eyes around.

Screams of fear and soul fluctuations suddenly exploded from everywhere in the void.

It was drizzling behind the curtains, and in a wooden building on the edge of a cliff, a banjo played a melancholy tune.

The bamboo umbrella was tilted slightly, and a well-dressed man in white robe stopped in front of the door, silent.

"It is said that the Great Wish Ship can fulfill all wishes, make up for regrets, and fulfill all wishes." A female voice murmured softly:

"But why is it that when I come here, my old friend is nowhere to be found?"

"This proves that the Great Wish Ship is not omnipotent." Beiwu held up a bamboo umbrella, and the raindrops fell on the puddles in the reflected sky and splashed clouds and mud:

"There is never any real perfection."

The sound of the piano floated, and it stopped after dozens of breaths. The woman walked out of the house, letting her shirt get soaked by the water.

"Now it's complete." The woman looked at him and said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboo umbrella fell to the ground.

"All I can see is now"

As if she was spitting out the words buried in her heart, the woman picked up the bamboo umbrella and returned to the wooden house, and the melodious sound of the piano came out again.

After a long time, the haze, rain and fog were broken by a ray of light that was neither clear nor bright.

Looking up at the crack in the cloud, that's where the light comes in.