Chapter 350 Reshaping Life

Xie Que's consciousness began to oscillate with his thoughts.

Countless chaotic thoughts came one after another, and his memory became confused for a moment.

Memories that were inverted, created out of nothing, and indistinguishable emerged from Xie Que's mind.

In a moment, a crack stretched out from the center.

He actually wanted to split his consciousness and soul, and revive Zhao Yuan in this world.

Split a person who only existed in his memory out of his body.

Xie Que didn't think about whether his approach would succeed, but he knew that even if he failed, he would only die.

He would be able to revive after one day.

But Zhao Yuan's life could only be given back by himself.

Xie Que held on to the last bit of clarity in his mind, and stripped out everything about Zhao Yuan's experience from his mind.

The smiles of his wife and children, the grace of the emperor, the cruelty of King Jin, and the world of Da Cai were constantly split and stripped out of Xie Que's mind.

Only in this way can a real Zhao Yuan be created, not just a puppet carrying his memory.

"We are not the same, you are you... I am me!" Xie Que shouted in his heart, splitting part of his flesh and blood in the midst of his consciousness.

The swirling yin and yang qi poured into the flesh and blood, and under Xie Que's precise control, began to reshape an independent body.

Skin, bones, flesh and lungs continued to grow from it, and the qi and blood hidden in Xie Que's acupoints also rushed out like a torrent and poured into it.

This new body suddenly had a body as strong as Xie Que's, and an unparalleled physical strength forged by dark golden qi and blood.

Xie Que did not regret it, he knew that it was worth it.

The qi and blood he lost could be replenished in a few days, but Zhao Yuan's life was unique.

In his soul, a naive consciousness was generated from his heart.

Suddenly, this consciousness suddenly ignited with a thousand-foot light, illuminating the sky in the photo.

Zhao Yuan, who had already merged into Xie Que's consciousness, began to change from the initial weak dust-like consciousness to a vast and powerful one.

The white-gold righteousness condensed into a painting in the void, on which the "Song of Righteousness" written in blood shone with endless brilliance.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuan woke up as if from a dream.

A past that did not belong to him gradually faded from his mind, and the story that belonged only to him was engraved in his heart.

Strands of righteousness grew from Xie Que's soul, turning into Confucian scholars who stood tall in the world, holding books and chanting chapters of benevolence and righteousness.

In the chest of Xie Que's body, as his thoughts unfolded, the righteous heart flew out from the side of his heart and escaped into the body condensed by Zhao Yuan.

And on the Judgment of Death, the entry about the righteous heart gradually disappeared.

The page about Zhao Yuan also turned blank again.

Zhao Yuan trembled as he split out of Xie Que's soul, which was like the world. Looking at this huge soul, he immediately understood everything.

Xie Que actually split a part of his flesh and blood and body, and stripped off his own memories to reshape his soul and body for him.

Zhao Yuan felt his mind was extremely clear, and his soul power was even stronger than before. He couldn't help but sigh deeply.

He knew how much Xie Que had to pay for all he had done.

Even a true god might not have the power to create life.

But Xie Que forcibly "pulled" him out of his body.

Even a simple soul tearing would require enduring great pain that ordinary people could not bear.

Like this, what a huge price would it cost to split the soul, memory, and body and pull them out?

"It shouldn't be like this. I was originally you..." Zhao Yuan sighed again.

Xie Que's eyes flashed with relief. He smiled slightly and forcibly suppressed the strong discomfort caused by the split of his soul.

"It seems that I succeeded."

Zhao Yuan's soul flew out and looked at the body sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Although he was naked, his muscles were like those of a knife and an axe. His black hair danced in the wind, and his face was the same as Zhao Yuan in his thirties.

There was wildness in his elegance, and there was a terrifying power hidden under his body.

Zhao Yuan estimated that it contained at least the physical strength that could be comparable to the level of a sixth-level venerable. I am afraid that Xie Que's qi and blood in his acupoints were seriously lost.

"Why do you have to do this..."

Xie Que smiled again: "Since you are willing to give up yourself for the sake of the people of the world, then I am willing to give up something for you."

At this moment, the lives of the two were closely connected.

All the sources of Zhao Yuan's existence came from Xie Que.

But the two were different from before, and they were two independent individuals.

After Zhao Yuan hesitated for a while, he finally nodded and put his soul into the body created by Xie Que.

Zhao Yuan's eyes began to light up with clarity.

An ancient Danqing sword emerged from his palm again.

A scroll of scriptures was held in his other hand.

The endless thoughts in the Huangtian Confucian body exuded an aura of invincible benevolence and righteousness and sweeping momentum.

It seemed to give people a sense of elegance, leisure, grace and strength.

But Zhao Yuan seemed a little unaccustomed to it, after all, he had never mastered such a powerful power.

He stood up and swung the painting sword in his hand slightly, which immediately drove away the thick death aura around him.

But soon, the surrounding death energy condensed here again.

And he kept charging at the awe-inspiring righteousness surrounding Zhao Yuan, seemingly unafraid.

Although Haoran Zhengqi has restraint on these forces in the underworld, it is not as powerful as the evil thoughts on the dead souls.

Only the vitality in Xie Que's body, such as top-notch Qi, blood, and Canglong essence, can he truly restrain these dead energies.

Xie Que made some calculations and found out that Zhao Yuansheng spent a lot of money on himself.

But the loss is not something that should be cherished too much. It only requires millions of tons of precious gold and iron to make up for it.

It may only take a little longer to devour, but it is incomparable to get Zhao Yuan's help.

After Xie Que stripped off Zhao Yuan's memory soul, he also left behind a wisp of seeds of awe-inspiring righteousness.

And some memories are reproduced in the mind.

For Xie Que, who has the "materialization of heaven", it is extremely simple to condense an awe-inspiring heart.

However, in Zhao Yuan's memory, the most important thing for Xie Que was the last seventy-two years.

During this period, Zhao Yuan had constant exchanges with King Chilong.

Among them, there is a lot of knowledge about Taoism and martial arts, and the knowledge and awareness of the Dharma King level have greatly enhanced Xie Que's understanding of martial arts and Taoism.

Not only that, after integrating a large group of weak water into his body, the yin and yang in Xie Que's body worked together to balance each other, drawing Qi into his body all the time, and the power in his body continued to grow at an almost terrifying speed.

After Zhao Yuan got used to his body for a while, he seemed to feel a little refreshed.

He couldn't help but turn around and said to Xie Que: "I won't say thank you for your kindness. In the face of benevolence and righteousness, you are like my parents again."

Xie Que waved his hand: "You and I don't distinguish each other, so why should we care about this."

Zhao Yuan was silent for a long time, and finally showed a smile: "Then let you and I reshape the world here."

Xie Que laughed, nodded and said, "Yes."

This is exactly Xie Que's purpose of reshaping Zhao Yuan's body at all costs.

After all, he knew that he had already embarked on a path different from others.

Abandoned divinity and merged with heaven and earth.

And Xie Que also knew that this was also a path that could be regarded as treasonous and unethical for other gods and Buddhas.

Many gods and Buddhas have worked tirelessly to recruit believers for countless years, and then freed themselves from the shackles of faith in pursuit of the so-called freedom.

The path Xie Que took was to directly skip the stage of faith and reach the end.

Xie Que knew that if other gods knew the path he was on.

I'm afraid that my situation will become extremely dangerous.

After all, once this method spreads, all the gods and Buddhas will become a joke.

And Zhao Yuan, who has a great and upright heart, is Xie Que's best partner.

He is a person who can trust him with life and death.

Moreover, it is one with itself, and there is no need to worry about it revealing its secrets.

There are still temples dedicated to Zhao Yuan in the Confucian Kingdom, and the belief will probably continue.

Zhao Yuandong, like Xie Que, dispersed the divinity existing in his body, and isolated these beliefs from the outside with his awe-inspiring heart.

He suddenly sighed and said: "Brother Xie, you know that during these thousand years of loneliness and this resurrection, I have also understood some things."

Xie Que was a little curious: "What?"

Zhao Yuan said again: "In the final analysis, even those gods and Buddhas... are probably just chess pieces..."

"Gods and Buddhas? Chess pieces?" Xie Que was stunned and a little unbelievable.

"Pursue faith, be poisoned by faith, abandon believers, and become a true immortal..." Zhao Yuan said, then shook his head: "I once possessed divinity, but now I have dissipated it, but I also discovered a trace of something unusual. place."

"Where?" When Xie Que heard this, his thoughts suddenly turned into the body of the Demon Buddha, in which all the divinity had been fed to the Death Judgment Diagram by Xie Que, leaving no trace behind.

But again, he found nothing.

Zhao Yuan said again: "After the divinity dissipates, what is left...are only those pure and unadulterated thoughts of sentient beings."

"They have no wisdom, no interference from memory and emotions, and they seem to have turned into tools that only know how to execute orders."

When Xie Que heard this, he pondered and said again: "But... what can this prove?"

Zhao Yuan hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "I can feel that my reaction to emotions seems to be weaker."

Xie Que thought about it and couldn't help but said with horror: "You mean... when the divinity is dispersed, your 'humanity' is also stripped away?"

The so-called human nature refers to people’s emotional reactions.

Only a cold machine will not be moved by emotions.

But Xie Que knew that no matter humans or gods, they were all beings with emotions, not machine tools.

If divinity fades away, humanity is also stripped away.

I'm afraid that the final outcome of the gods who became "immortals and Buddhas" is not as ideal as they imagined.

Zhao Yuan added: "This may not prove anything, and my feeling may just be wrong."

"After all, the body I regained may not be as sensitive to these things as before."

"My loss of emotion is only a trivial one..."

"It's possible, it's just my illusion."

Xie Que nodded silently and said, "Maybe."

But he knew that for people like Zhao Yuan who have great righteousness, emotions are their most basic source of motivation.

They are extremely sensitive to emotions.

In addition, Zhao Yuan is also a person who has entered the realm of subtlety, so it is impossible for him to make mistakes in sensing emotions.

For a moment, both of them were speechless.

They sat opposite each other, closed their eyes and began to sort out their own gains.

Xie Que refined a large group of weak water, one yin and one yang between the heaven and earth, thereby expanding the yin and yang in his body.

It was because of this that he got the opportunity to break through the sixth realm.

In the void anchor, Nanda Dragon King, who witnessed all this, remained silent.

He has lived for so many years, how could he not see that Xie Que was a person with a big secret.

But he also knew that Xie Que's innate talent for understanding would surpass him in all aspects in a very short time.

At that time, maybe he would need to cling to Xie Que's thigh, instead of needing to help him a little bit sometimes like now.

He understood that Xie Que was now on a road that was full of enemies.

In the future, countless gods and Buddhas would be roadblocks on his way.

And Xie Que would also step on the blood of gods and Buddhas to ascend to the final throne...

I don't know how much time has passed, but Xiushan Zhenjun on the side finally condensed the weak water into his own body.

He opened his eyes and looked at the two figures in front of him.

The two had similar faces, but their auras were different.

One was as natural as if he had merged into the world.

The other was elegant and majestic, with a sword and a book in his hands, and his imperial power was natural.

He looked at the first one among them, and it was a little unbelievable.

It had only been a few days, and this Buddha son of the World Honored One had actually broken through the sixth realm.

Although he didn't know who the other person was, he could judge that he was not the opponent of the other person.

What puzzled him was that whether it was the aura of the soul or other things, the two seemed to be born from the same source.

If it weren't for the different temperaments, he couldn't tell who Xie Que was.

The body condensed by weak water, under the special method of condensation, is not much different from the flesh and blood of ordinary people.

The wronged souls among them have been condensed into the soul by Xiushan Zhenjun.

The clear weak water turned into his blood and bones, flowing freely in his body, bringing him a strong vitality he had never had before.

For tens of thousands of years, this was the first time that Xiushan Zhenjun felt a feeling he had never had before.

As for his original body, it had been turned into pus by Xiushan Zhenjun and thrown into the Yama Gu.

Xie Que and Zhao Yuan opened their eyes at the same time, and both said the word congratulations.

Xiushan Zhenjun's mind moved, but blood suddenly flowed from his mouth.

He quickly knelt on the ground, his heart shaking: "I should congratulate your majesty even more."

He didn't expect that the listening ability that had never made a mistake had lost its effect at this moment.

No matter which of the two people in front of him, he could not get a single bit of information from the secrets of heaven.

It was as if the two had jumped out of the five elements and the world, and were not people in this world.

Xie Que just smiled slightly: "It's just the sixth realm, just luck."

Xiushan Zhenjun did not ask more questions, and saw Xie Que introduce him again: "This is a close friend of mine, named 'Huang Ru Wushang'."

Xiushan Zhenjun was shocked when he heard this.

Although the Confucian country is remote, it has existed for hundreds of years. It is not a secret in the wheel of Taoism. He has also heard about it.

There was a rumor that the Confucian country has opened up a new way of cultivation.

But after the Red Dragon Dharma King personally visited, he refuted the rumor.

It's just a Confucian and Taoist entrance method. Although it is rare, it has existed before.

And the leader of this Confucian country is Huang Ru Wushang.

It's just that his cultivation level is only a Yangshen Zhenjun, and it is not valued by the wheel of Taoism.

However, Master Xiushan did not expect that he could not see through the supreme cultivation of this imperial scholar.

Zhao Yuan also nodded and said to Master Xiushan with a smile: "From now on, the two of us will be colleagues."