Chapter 1156
He just keeps laughing.
Xu Zhi didn't speak, and stood silently in the distance.
He looked at this old man who was exhausted, the first god and demon who created the world.
Even if he was walking in the lonely and chaotic universe to search for the future in despair, when he was young, he searched and opened up paths after boring repetitions, and then slaughtered his disciples, triggering the catastrophe of the dark gods and demons. The strong hero who has never cried, finally laughs on the sidelines , burst into tears.
The sky and the earth were muddy, and the three avenues just passed away and then fell, and all kinds of visions appeared, as gorgeous as a meteor shower.
Yimang was silent and was crying, and Xu Zhi was also standing on the edge.
Crash.
The meteor shower poured down, like a torrential rain of stars between heaven and earth, seeing off the three great saints of heaven and earth.
After an unknown amount of time in the rain, Yimang turned around and regained his composure, "This universe is really a plight in the world, brother Dao, let's go sit down."
He returned to the previous planet.
Returning to the prairie, the sky in this land is also raining, it is real rain, dripping on the body, but the rain is very muddy and irregular.
"The avenue of heaven and earth still needs to be perfected." Sitting on the edge of the pond in the rain again, Yimang muttered, "For example, this rainwater is very unsightly."
Xu Zhi sat in the rain and looked at the rain without saying a word.
Suddenly, there was a crying sound from the side.
"Master, master, why are you dying of old age?"
"master."
"Isn't this a sage of the Dao in front of me, only the aging and death, the master has not proved the Tao!"
The group of black monkey students just now crawled on the prairie with an old corpse crying and weeping bitterly.
"It turns out that the acquired creatures came to this world while crying, and they also passed away while crying."
Yimang's eyes looked across the prairie to the whole prairie.
On the formerly vibrant grassland, withered weeds have appeared, and animals have begun to age and die.
"Everything is no longer full of vitality. This piece of the world developed very quickly before, even after the Great Destruction, it developed so quickly and returned to this way."
He grabbed a withered weed and whispered, "Because even grass is immortal, it just needs to keep growing, frantically sucking in and out the matter of the universe, there is no alternation, it will naturally develop quickly, but it will be very slow in the future." Now, it becomes balanced."
"It's a new era now, the era of acquired beings, and we have to kill them." Yimang smiled, "The three disciples, I have to kill them too."
"I know." Xu Zhi replied.
"They must be brought into the grave and fall with me."
Yimang looked calm, Gujing Wubo, "The sentence my ninth disciple Ziyi asked back then reminds me all the time: Is the decay of life just a coincidence, or is the eternal life bound to decay in the future?
To this day, I still have no answer,
I can penetrate all the mysterious rules of the universe and deduce the end of the universe, but I cannot penetrate the hearts of creatures.
The only thing that can be done is to become saints and let them be martyred before the possible decay of the three of them.
They set incomplete rules for the universe, but they themselves are the surrogates of these 'rules', and they can ignore them, so they must be taken away, lest they may overturn everything established today after they decay in the future. "
The three disciples who proved the Tao are the only ones who can surpass the set lifespan rules.
At this moment, Yimang chose to take them all away, and fell with him. At this point in this universe, no one can pry open the doomed lifespan rules again.
Xu Zhi knew exactly what he was thinking, and he wanted to erase all variables before he left.
"Ha, I'm such a sinner! Since I was born, the whole universe has treated me very well, and all my disciples have been extremely respectful, loved, and fanatical in following me, pure and pure, but I killed seven of them, so I don't deserve to be called their mentor."
Yimang laughed, as if chatting with a long-lost friend, and mocked softly: "The people of the world treat me with sincerity, but I have failed the people of the world. I am indeed a sinner that has never been seen in ancient times."
Xu Zhi was silent for a moment and didn't respond.
"You have nothing to say to me?" Xu Zhi said suddenly.
"What do you want to say?"
Yimang suddenly smiled, his voice weakened.
He was dulled by the rain for a moment, bathing in the last time of his life, and the rain sprinkled, as if washing away the sins of his life,
"A long time ago, I have always wanted to know who you are, and I have a deep obsession with it, but now, everything is not important anymore. I have experienced a lot, endured a lot, and the burden is overwhelming. Come on, I don’t want to understand new things anymore, I don’t have the drive I had when I was young, just like what my disciples said, I’m rotten, and my youthful desire to seek knowledge is no longer there.”
"Brother Dao, maybe you came from the prehistoric universe? Or, the consciousness of the entire universe? It doesn't matter anymore."
When Xu Zhi heard this, he was just laughing.
Yimang is really open-minded like never before. He has experienced too much, and the things he has to bear are unimaginable. No one can do better than him in his position.
Crash.
It was still raining heavily.
The rain slapped the grass, everything seemed to be shrouded in mist, and the students on the lawn in the distance were still crying with their teacher's body in their arms.
"I don't know, what will happen in this limited human world, where mortals will age and die like heaven and humans? It's a pity that I don't have the chance to see it." Yimang looked at them with a flash of regret.
Xu Zhi was stunned, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "In the future, since everyone has a life span, their time will no longer be as barren as it used to be, like living in chaos.
In the hundreds of millions to tens of billions of years in later generations, the common people began to cherish time, eager to race against time to win a lifetime in the limited time, live in the present, live in the day and night, and use the limited life to compose hymns,
At that time, the utilization rate becomes very tight, and many things can happen in hundreds of years,
At that time, it is no longer cherished in the long years as it is now, and many stories will happen in the universe, and the story of life span between "limited" and "infinite" becomes unimaginably wonderful. "
Listening to Xu Zhi's description, Yimang gradually looked at Xu Zhi, his eyes gradually flashed with brilliance, and suddenly he laughed, completely free and easy, and said boldly and heartily: "A lot can happen in those hundreds of years, tens of billions of years, Isn't it too many to imagine? So, my way is enough! You can leave with peace of mind!"
His voice gradually faded.
Xu Zhi knew in his heart that his last knot had also been unraveled.
Even though he deduces this way, he doesn't know what the future holds, whether he is right or wrong.
This old man, who was at the end of his life, had always been terribly afraid that he had done something wrong at this moment, but Xu Zhi's answer in front of him completely relieved him, and all the sacrifices were completely worth it.
Yimang talked a lot with Xu Zhi at the last moment of his life.
Xu Zhi's talent is far inferior to this great man who created the world, but his knowledge is very mature, and he can gain a lot of knowledge from the future more than ten billion years later.
Yimang's voice gradually weakened, he was very happy in the last moment, and lived without regrets.
At the last moment, Xu Zhi couldn't help but ask him: "Tenth rank is the ultimate, is there no realm above it?"
Back then, Yimang slaughtered his disciples and became the existence of the five great bloodlines, just to prolong his life, trying to struggle and find the next way, but he failed.
But Xu Zhi couldn't help but finally asked: above the tenth level, there is a realm.
"Above the tenth level?" Yimang's voice became lower and lower, with decay, "There is no realm anymore, how can there be a realm, eleventh level, that is just illusory."
He suddenly froze, looked at the end of his life, and seemed to feel something after letting his disciple prove the Tao, "That is a non-existing contradictory realm, but maybe it also exists?"