Fuxi and Nuwa were chatting.

Suddenly, I saw a flash of thunder in the sky.

The thunder was like Pangu, the creator of the world, swinging his axe towards this world once again. Its power was so great that it was shocking.

Nuwa screamed and hid in Fuxi's arms.

Fuxi looked at the thunder and sighed.

"Oppa?" Nuwa looked at Fuxi's handsome face in surprise.

"The time has come." Fuxi sighed, "Do you remember how long we have been reincarnating in the universe in order to achieve the root fruit of the Great Dao and cut off our illusory bodies?"

"It took 16,000 lifetimes," Nuwa replied. "We went through 16,000 lifetimes before we found each other's roots and fruits. Only then did we realize that those 16,000 lifetimes were all false, and were nothing more than reincarnations in our dreams."

"If I say that this life is also a dream of reincarnation, would you believe it?" Fuxi asked her.

"Ah..." Nuwa was stunned. "But we have gone through countless disasters in the world and reached the place where the universe was just beginning. If this world is still illusory, but we go back further, what will our roots, fruits and destiny be?"

"You have completely fallen..." Fuxi sighed softly, with a look of determination in his eyes, "If this is the case, then you and I will spend the rest of our lives together here..."

Boom!

There was another loud thunder, and in the endless wilderness, the lightning spread and cracked the sky, as if the heaven and earth were about to be split into pieces.

“Hurry, hurry, hurry! Why are you urging me?” Fuxi jumped up and cursed, “You are a bunch of emotionless programmers and engineers!”

"Oppa?" Nuwa didn't understand who he was talking to.

"The time has come." Fuxi said dejectedly, "Sixteen thousand lifetimes is nothing but a joke. I still can't tell whether you are Yousu or the Demon Lord. I guess you have merged into one."

"If I kill you, I will kill You Su. I don't know when the Wild Fox Tianji will give birth to another incarnation of Tianji. Maybe it will never happen again."

"Oppa, what are you talking about?" Nuwa didn't understand, but she felt that the atmosphere was very strange, as if it was a farewell between life and death.

"Let me help you remember." Fuxi pointed his finger at Nuwa's forehead and removed the 16,000 layers of dreams covering her body one by one.

Nuwa's expression changed from confusion, to dreaminess, to thoughtfulness, and finally to sudden realization.

She looked around at the environment and was stunned. This ancient and wild land was so dreamy. It was really a grand project.

"Heh~" Nuwa laughed, "So that's how it is. Why didn't you let me die in my dream, but had to wake me up? Sixteen thousand dreams, what a big deal! Even the Supreme Devil can't do this. My defeat is not unfair."

"We have been destined to meet for thousands of lifetimes. I don't want you to be a fool. Come, let's fight to the death in this chaotic world!" Fuxi spread his arms, and the images of Qiankun Bagua suddenly rose on his body. Thousands of hexagrams condensed into one body, which was the legendary innate Qiankun skill of the emperor.

“Okay then!” Nuwa also used her most powerful profound skill, and a golden light flashed on her body... and then it disappeared. She took a secondary stance, which was the entry-level kung fu of Shaolin School, Arhat Fist.

Eh? Nuwa looked at Fuxi's Xiantian Qiankun Gong, which was inherited from the ancient times and was the only correct way to the Great Dao in this world. Then she looked at her Luohan Fist, which she could only dodge and destroy. She couldn't help but get furious: "Damn it! What kind of crappy Kung Fu did you give me?!"

"It's because I'm afraid that you will murder your husband! I am also heartbroken to say goodbye to you today!" Fuxi waved his Xiantian Qiankun Gong and hit Nuwa with tears in his eyes.

Nuwa was beaten so hard that her bones were broken, she vomited blood, and flew backwards hundreds of miles away.

"This scumbag..."

This was Nuwa’s last consciousness.

…

When using Xiantian Qiankun Gong to fight Luohan Fist, the outcome is self-evident.

The moment when Nuwa's body was scattered into ashes between heaven and earth and turned into nothingness.

The Demon Lord Yousu's seal of Taoism also broke.

With sixteen thousand reincarnations, time was magnified to the limit. The Yellow Millet Dream and the Siyuan Creation Technique, as well as Lin Buzhou and You Su, were closely linked because of the infinite reincarnations and the infinitely long time. In the end, it became a terrible situation that once the dream body died, the users of the two dream magics would also die.

Lin Buzhou was aware of this, so even after he gained an absolute advantage, he was unwilling to attack Yousu. After experiencing entanglements for so many lifetimes, he knew the usefulness of the Siyuan Creation Method even better than Yousu himself.

After the Demon Lord used the Siyuan Creation Method to parasitize Yousu, Yousu became the Demon Lord. She did not have any hidden memories of her original body, and it was irreversible because Yousu was originally the incarnation of Tianji and had no past or future life. Her personality and memories were originally a layer of bubbles floating on the Beidou Dark Book.

Now this layer of bubbles is occupied by the Demon Lord, and the former You Su has become a thing of the past forever.

That's why Lin Buzhou was so reluctant to leave.

"If I hadn't woke her up, I would have been reluctant to beat her to death. Haha~ I finally won... wuwuwuwuwu~" Lin Buzhou, who had transformed into Fuxi, faced the vast land. After sixteen thousand lifetimes and tens of thousands of years, he finally defeated the Demon Lord. He should have been happy, but after laughing twice, he felt sad from the heart and he burst into tears.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Crying like a kid who lost his popsicle.

…

704 is 'recycling' the dream layer by layer.

This is a rather long process. Lin Buzhou has sunk too deeply into the dream. Once these sixteen thousand dreams are shattered, it is very likely that Lin Buzhou will never come back.

Therefore, every time he "recycles" a dream, Lin Buzhou has to face a farewell. In each layer of the dream, there is the trajectory of his and Yousu's life, especially in the last four thousand layers. Yousu had forgotten his identity as the Demon Lord at that time, and in every life, he and Lin Buzhou became lovers.

Heart-wrenching became a verb for Lin Buzhou.

He had to face it all.

From sadness to pain and then to indifference... Lin Buzhou finally used the Great Method of Thinking and Creating to create a living You Su.

It's called a wonder...

704 was recovering the dream of the Yellow Millet while observing the entire process of the birth of this pure and empty You Su.

This Yousu was purely created out of thin air by Lin Buzhou through his Yellow Millet Dream and the Great Method of Thinking and Wishing. His form, appearance, and memories are exactly the same as the real Yousu.

Not until the fourteen thousand dreams were completely recovered did Lin Buzhou stand in the darkness of the eighth-story hall of Jinshan Temple again, with a vivid You Su still standing in front of him.

The lazy and charming incarnation of heaven.

…

"Is there an immortal body?" Huang Shitian suddenly said.

Isn’t this the immortal body with physical form that Lin Buzhou has not inherited... Lin Chong also had this thought.

"Interesting." Huang Shitian commented, and said, "Okay, the foreplay is over, let's get down to business."

Second update~