Chapter Two Thousand and Sixty-Two: There Are No Old Pickles in the World
The Soul Slaying Sword Technique continued to be cast, and the soul of Tu Shan's ancient spirit also dissipated little by little under the illusory sword shadow. 'Le' Wen ''lXs520'com
Even if Tu Shan's soul was not detached, it was still very powerful, and it would take a lot of time and energy to completely wipe it out.
And now Fang Lin, what he lacks most is time and energy, even if it is thousands of years, Fang Lin will continue to wipe out the soul of Tu Shan Ancient Spirit, until the moment when this Tu Shan Ancient Spirit is completely gone.
Just watching Tu Shan's ancient spirit's soul dissipate little by little, Fang Lin didn't have any joy in his heart, but became more and more dazed, and there was an indescribable tingling.
He felt as if he had lost something very important, but he couldn't remember what he had lost, let alone what he would do after killing Tu Shan Guling.
It seems that the meaning of his life is just to kill Tu Shan Ancient Spirit.
In the blink of an eye, Fang Lin had been in this void for a year, and the soul of Tu Shan's ancient spirit was still very strong, and it had not been killed much by Fang Lin.
And in this process, Tu Shan Guling also tried to escape from Fang Lin's palm several times, but he never succeeded, and was completely controlled by Fang Lin.
Time keeps ticking.
One year, two years, three years...
Before you know it, a hundred years have passed.
On the land beyond the void, there was still a dead air, and the only one who survived the ancient demon ridge was also filled with a bleak atmosphere.
After all, the Monkey Demon Saint was still too seriously injured.
In the past hundred years, the Monkey King has tried many methods in order to stabilize the realm, and even wants to return to the Demon Clan's Sacred Tree, but finds that the Demon Clan's Sacred Tree seems to be cut off from everything and cannot be entered at all.
And at this moment, the Qi Tian Demon Saint gradually sat down under the gaze of the remaining demons in the Ancient Demon Ridge and in the eyes of the survivors of the Heaven Swallowing Temple.
"Congratulations to the Demon Saint!" the demons cried out sadly, each demon beast had sadness and unbearability in their eyes, and they were extremely reluctant to leave the Heavenly Demon Saint.
Qi Tian Demon Saint sat cross-legged under the Demon Clan's sacred tree, there was no longer any breath, and the last trace of strength in his body had disappeared.
"Alas. Everyone in the Heaven Swallowing Temple sighed, and their hearts were also filled with sadness.
At this moment, the body of the Qi Tian Demon Saint suddenly changed, and between the golden light emerged, a layer of rock diffused out, wrapping the entire body of the Qi Tian Demon Saint in the rock.
Soon, the figure of the Monkey Demon Saint could no longer be seen, and was replaced by a slightly strange stone, standing quietly in front of the Demon Clan's Sacred Tree, faintly filled with a trace of golden light, which seemed to echo with the Demon Clan's Sacred Tree.
The group of demons looked at each other, not knowing what the situation was, and the people in the Heaven Swallowing Hall were naturally confused.
Only Qi Liansheng, looking at this stone that was more than two people high, had a thoughtful look.
"Perhaps, the Monkey King will wake up again one day. Qi Liansheng said.
Having said that, Qi Liansheng wasn't sure if his guess was correct, and even if Qi Tian Demon Saint could wake up again, he didn't know how many teenagers it would take?
Is it 500 years, or 1,000 years?
But no matter what, the Qi Tian Demon Saint should die for it, otherwise there would not be such a mutation, after all, the Qi Tian Demon Saint is the spirit fetus of heaven and earth, and it will not fall so easily.
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In the void, Fang Lin no longer knew how many times he had cast the Soul Slaying Sword Technique, nor how many years he had been in this void, he only knew that Tu Shan's ancient spirit's soul was about to be completely killed by himself.
A light sigh suddenly sounded in Fang Lin's ears, it was not Tu Shan Guling, but someone else.
"Detachment, be merciful. I only heard a deep voice sound, and then I saw a hazy figure appear in front of Fang Lin.
Fang Lin's expression was as usual, he glanced at this hazy figure, although he couldn't see the appearance of this person clearly, but Fang Lin knew who it was.
"Tu Shan, you still showed up after all. Fang Lin said lightly.
The hazy figure was silent for a while, and said bitterly: "After all, it was born here with me. ”
Fang Lin shook his head: "It must die." ”
The hazy figure said: "I will let it stay in Tu Mountain forever, and will not set foot half a step outside Tu Mountain." ”
Fang Lin looked at the other party indifferently: "When it recovers, can you restrict it?"
Tu Shan, to be precise, Tu Shan's will is speechless.
"If you can't, you don't need to say more. After Fang Lin finished speaking, he once again cast the Soul Slaying Sword Technique, slashing the last trace of Tu Shan Ancient Spirit's remnant soul.
At this point, the ancient spirit of Tushan fell, the soul flew away from the world, and the first living creature in this heaven and earth died.
"Well, that's still the case after all. The hazy figure was a little helpless, but there was no Ou to stop Fang Lin from doing so.
And Fang Lin killed Tu Shan Gu Ling, but it was as if he had done something inconsequential, his heart did not have the slightest wave, and even his eyes were as unchanged as ten thousand years of ice.
Not only that, after killing Tu Shan Gu Ling, Fang Lin's heart was empty, and he felt very confused, as if he had lost his direction all of a sudden.
"You let go of everything, so you have the detachment you have now, do you regret it now?" Tu Shan asked willingly.
"Regret, what is regret?" Fang Lin looked at the hazy figure and asked blankly.
"Well, you just feel that you shouldn't be like this, do you feel like this?" Tu Shanzhi explained.
Fang Lin: "I don't know what it feels like to regret it, it's just that my heart is empty." ”
"Then let me ask you, are you willing to give up everything you have now to fill the void in your heart?" said Tu Shanzhi.
Fang Lin didn't know how to answer, he couldn't remember anything before, and the tingling in his heart became stronger and stronger, making it almost difficult for him, a detached person, to breathe.
Fang Lin covered his heart and said after a long time, "I am willing." ”
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On the ground, a large radish with facial features and limbs emerged from the ground, and looked nervously at the situation on the ground.
"Hahaha, this world finally belongs to Uncle Ben. "This big radish, that is, the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng, shouted excitedly.
Suddenly, the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng shuddered, seemed to notice something, and turned his head to look startled.
"What kind of monster are you?" shouted the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng as he stared at the hazy figure in front of him.
"It doesn't matter who I am, it's important that you don't forget who you are. The hazy figure vanished after speaking.
The thousand-year-old corpse stood in place, the voice just now always echoing in his ears.
Don't forget who you are.
"Who am I? Who am I?" the millennium corpse looked dazed, as if questioning himself.
In an instant, the thousand-year-old corpse remembered the time when he followed Xuanyuan Ya, who had said similar things to him.
The expression of the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng changed, and it looked around, looking at the devastated and lifeless land, and suddenly everything understood.
"Is this the meaning of my presence in heaven and earth?" the thousand-year-old corpse laughed, completely different from the obscene appearance of the past.
A faint golden light diffused from the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng and turned into countless points of light, sprinkled all over the earth with vitality and hope.
Since ancient times, there has been a strange big radish that walks between heaven and earth, sucking corpse qi for a living.
Now, this big radish will return everything it has absorbed to all things in the world.
"All sentient beings are exhausted, and Bodhi is proven. ”
The body of the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng gradually dissipated, and the golden light spread all over the earth, bringing life.
"From today on, you can follow me, and you will be called Little Bodhi. At the last moment, the thousand-year-old corpse seemed to hear what he said when he met Xuanyuan Ya for the first time.
"You're so ugly, I'll call you Old Pickles. The thousand-year-old corpse ginseng sounded Fang Lin's voice again.
After a long time, the body of the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng completely dissipated.
"Hahahaha! From now on, there will be no more little Bodhi and old pickles in the world!"
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Golden light sprinkled the earth, bringing new life.
Many of the dead have been resurrected, whether it is the Nine Kingdoms or the Seven Seas, or the 100,000 mountains and rivers more afield, whether it is the dead demon beasts or the human race, they are constantly resurrecting.
In the depths of those 100,000 mountains and rivers, a corpse that had been cold for a long time, when Jin Mang fell into this corpse, life filled out.
His eyes suddenly opened, Jing Zhulong looked at the sky in amazement, he remembered that he was dead, but why was he still alive now?
A red figure flew out of Jing Zhulong's body, turning into a girl hugging Jing Zhulong tightly, letting out a sobbing sound.
"Sister..." Jing Zhulong stood up, his mind in chaos.
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In the Ancient Demon Ridge, Bai Qingxue and Fang Qingye were lying quietly in the two jade coffins, Dugu Nian was guarding this place, except for the day when the Qi Tian Demon Saint sat down, he never left.
The two golden rays fell into the jade coffin, and when they saw that the two people in the coffin were full of life, they opened their eyes again.
Dugu Nian's face was full of shock, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help the two of them leave the jade coffin.
ps:The progress estimate is not accurate.,There's one or two chapters at the end of the end tomorrow.,The number of words will probably be more than a chapter.,Recently, I've been hanging water every day.,Both hands are poked blue.,But the ending is probably also visible.,It's not a tragic ending.