Chapter 565 Origin

There is a mysterious coincidence.

Outside the book, Chu Ge helped Xuanwu kill the angel, Chu Jiangliu and Qinglong attacked Cain, and in the book, Zhuque, Baihu, Yan Qianlie and others besieged Dao Zun. The three battles ended almost at the same time.

The four elephants completed the tasks at hand almost simultaneously.

Chu Ge's mind fell on the Tushita Palace, and looking at the Taoist master's sitting appearance, he was still like the Emperor of Heaven and the Buddha, his body was broken into pieces, turned into ashes, and dispersed into nothingness.

In fact, this "death" mode is the most typical sign that they are not "real" enough.

It's just a concept given by the author. When they can no longer exist in the work, they will disappear.

——From the beginning to the end, they were just “Emperor of Heaven”, “Taoist Master” and “Buddha”, without even a name.

Chu Ge turned his head and saw the two boys, Jin Ling and Yin Ling, hiding behind the alchemy furnace in fear, huddled together and trembling. He sighed, "What are you afraid of? Your master is not dead."

Two boys: “?”

Chu Ge pointed to the broken jade ruyi on the ground. It was the only thing left after the Taoist's death.

With a single finger, the broken and cracked Jade Ruyi glowed with a soft light and slowly returned to its original state. The Vermillion Bird and White Tiger beside him both clearly felt that the Jade Ruyi was a little different, as if it contained a powerful life that was about to hatch and break out of its cocoon.

"What is this?" Zhuque couldn't help but ask.

"This item is an innate treasure brought out from the chaos. I originally planned to use it as an important prop and symbol of the One Qi Transformation into Three Pure Ones. Now it is reborn and a new door to the Tao is opened from now on."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the Jade Ruyi slowly changed and turned into a brand new Taoist Master, whose appearance and aura were exactly the same as the original one.

The two boys crawled out, hugged Dao Zun's thighs and cried, "Master, I'm so glad you're okay..."

Dao Zun rubbed the two boys' heads and bowed to Chu Ge: "Greetings, Father God."

Both Suzaku and Baihu were a little confused. They wondered whether this Taoist still had any memories of the past and whether he was still the same Taoist?

He looked at Chu Ge, hoping that he would explain something, but Chu Ge just pretended: "The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao..."

The two lolis had fierce looks in their eyes.

Chu Ge ignored them and turned to the crowd and said, "This world is already hell. I will split it up. I will move the Four Heavenly Kings back to heaven to guard the gate of ascension. Dabei will let Dizang and Qianlie Qingyan build the underworld together. Everyone else will go back to heaven. From now on, the Emperor of Heaven will be in the middle, and Buddhism and Taoism will be in the east and west. From now on, the order will be determined. I will not ask about the details anymore."

Dabei Yan Qianlie was stunned: "Don't ask any more questions?"

"Well, I promised you that when everything is settled, this will be your world, and no one will control you anymore. Even if you want to fight to the death, as long as you don't cause any major problems that will destroy the world, I won't ask anything."

The two looked at each other and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Father God."

"Ha... Qianqian is so serious, not bad."

Yan Qianlie: “…”

You are selling swords, right? Aren't you happy with being serious?

Chu Ge picked up the two lolis and said, "Come on, accompany me to do one last thing."

The little girl struggled: "Let us go, you pervert!"

"How can you talk like that? I'm your father!"

The voice faded away, and the person was gone.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in the present world, between Heluo.

A dragon turtle appeared in the Yellow River, and the Azure Dragon and Black Tortoise shrunk their bodies and came here. Standing on the shore and looking at it, it was quite like the ancient legend of the dragon and horse carrying a map.

Chu Ge couldn't help but think, they are actually all the same.

I weaved my own stories based on myths, which are originally stories imagined by the general public. Or perhaps it is the long river of history that has risen and fallen in time. Many ancient truths have been submerged in the circulation of thousands of years and turned into myths.

Later generations could not see or hear anything, so they resorted to writing to emulate their predecessors.

So there were people who wrote stories.

There are also sentient beings who pray, trying to make the myth come true.

Chu Ge looked at the river quietly for a while, then looked up at the sky.

The sky was azure blue, seemingly empty, but in Chu Ge's eyes he could see an illusory vortex, gathering the winds and clouds of the world. A faint pressure emanated from above, and the terror inside could be sensed even across a world.

One's own book needs to be recognized by the world in order to become more and more real. If the will of all living beings can make one's own book more and more real, then can the will of all living beings make other people's classics become world-famous?

With the guidance of the evil religion and the final judgment, perhaps this world is the origin - the characters here have a much broader understanding of the world than his own crappy book. If he can make it come true, so can others.

So-called gods are nothing but human cognition? Maybe...

He looked at it for a while and whispered, "How are you handling the Michael Soul Ball that I threw to you earlier?"

The surroundings were quiet for a moment, and the red-haired girl said weakly: "His mind is full of extremely persistent and extreme loyalty to God. He is willing to be torn to pieces. Anyone who disobeys will be judged and the end of the world will come... Don't learn from their God... We don't want..."

"That's not what I'm asking. What about other information?"

"From his perception, I feel that the other God is more powerful than you. Well, it seems to be similar to the restrictions we have in traveling through this world. Life forms that are too powerful cannot pass through such dimensional barriers. All their operations are to open this door."

"It's inevitable that he's stronger than me. I have a certain realm but lack practice. I don't know how long he's been practicing... But to be honest, I doubt his realm is just like this. Because if he's truly powerful, he should ignore this world barrier and pass through it freely. If he can be hindered, he hasn't reached that true step."

"You have reached it? Is this a realm above Daluo?"

"I'm just a little short of a little bit... a layer of window paper that needs to be broken."

"Isn't your world already ordered? If you can't reach Daluo after creating a world, what else can you do?"

"I don't know. After all, I have no reference point, so I can only think for myself. Maybe it's because it's not finished on paper, so it's not completely perfect?" Chu Ge looked up at the sky: "Or maybe it's because... I'm worried about this thing not being completed, and my heart is not satisfied."

Zhuque said vigorously: "Then finish it. Our Father God is powerful, so we are powerful too, right?"

The white tiger next to him wanted to say, he is so powerful, but we are even more miserable, maybe we will have to be a little loli for the rest of our lives... Forget it, it seems there is nothing wrong with it, it would be best to be a little white cat, and I can also get into Qiu Wujie's collar.

Chu Ge had no idea what these guys were thinking, and thought: "Is this all the information in his soul ball? I think there is still a key missing."

"Which one?"

"If their world came into being because of the teachings of a certain cult, then this cult must have a headquarters. We didn't see any such headquarters under the Death Valley before... We must find it from his memory and cut off this connection. Otherwise, even if we close this gate to heaven, there will be more in the future, and it will never end."

Zhuque searched the soul ball for a moment, shook his head and said, "Really, there is none. He can only know that it is the prayer of this world. As for where the base camp is, how would he know?"

Chugo frowned slightly.

Zhuque said: "But we have other ways to know..."

Chugoqi asked: "What method?"

"I have a good friend named Zhu Mengmeng... She can see the destiny of others and cut them off."

"...I know your friend better than you do."

Recommend a book "Living as a Salted Fish in Hongwu":

Traveling back to the end of the Hongwu period, the unsuccessful Zhu Yunhuan said that it was good to be a salted fish king.

Having soldiers, money and a little land is a perfect life.

It's just that there was an old man who was very bad. He forced him to learn this and that all day long. He also always made promises for him and said that he would take over after he retired.

Ugh!

I haven't even taken the class on socialism yet, so how could I believe in your nonsense?

(End of this chapter)