Chapter 102 Chapter 102 Finale
It was just the first bolt of thunder, but it was so fierce that it seemed to crush the secret realm.
The river carrying many "eggs" was also shaken by the violent impact.
The water surface was churning up and down, and Xu Ying and several others were struggling and unable to balance in the water.
"What should I do? Why aren't you talking?"
Xu Ying became anxious.
She looked at the silent Jiang Chengxu, the calm and composed Zhong Libai who was waiting for death, and Chen Wu whose cultivation was too low to even open his mouth to speak, and she suddenly felt that there was no hope in life.
Looking around, some people gave up themselves and chose to cooperate with the gods; others remained silent, unable to control their own life and death, but unwilling to become the bodies of the gods.
Xu Ying clenched her fists.
She turned sharply to Zhongli Bai:
"Fortune teller!"
Zhongli Bai looked at her in confusion.
Xu Ying drew her sword:
"Are you sure that as long as Senior Brother Meng can strike down these gods, even if we all die today, Ji Chu will be able to survive? And that no other Last God Venerables will try to harm her in the future?"
Zhongli Bai hesitated and said, "That should be the case..."
"I don't want to hear the should!"
Xu Ying placed her unsheathed sword on the light ball on his body and said threateningly:
"Promise me."
Zhongli Bai subconsciously shrank back, but he was trapped and couldn't escape.
So he lowered his head to glance at the compass in his hand, then nodded solemnly under Xu Ying's fierce gaze:
"I promise that after this disaster, Ji Chu will definitely survive."
After receiving a positive answer, Xu Ying put down the sword.
She checked the protective magic weapon on her body, turned around and walked towards the direction of the rolling thunderclouds.
Jiang Chengxu hurriedly called her:
"Xu Ying! What are you doing?"
Xu Ying turned around and glanced at him. Her expression was no longer filled with the irritability and anxiety she had just shown. She had returned to her usual bright and flamboyant swordsman appearance.
"Before coming to Cangzhou, you gave me all your self-defense magic weapons, but I don't intend to live alone."
She drew her sword and tossed the scabbard away.
The exquisite scabbard was washed away by the current.
Dan Yu has no sheath, which means there is no way back.
Xu Ying looked in the direction of the Last God:
"Now, as the only one still able to move freely, I have decided to help Brother Meng and save Ji Chu!"
"As for you three..."
She glanced at Jiang Chengxu, Zhong Libai, and Chen Wu with a hint of disdain in her eyes:
"Try to live longer and don't die too quickly."
After saying that, the woman, as bright as the morning sun, rushed towards the golden eye in the sky without looking back.
"Xu Ying!"
Jiang Chengxu stared at her back with bloodshot eyes.
It was one thing to know that she would die sooner or later, but it was another to watch her die.
He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he could not be with Xu Ying.
This divine thought... this damn divine thought that trapped him...
Jiang Chengxu's spiritual power suddenly surged. He tried to break free, but was suppressed by the divine consciousness. He was about to go crazy.
Zhongli Bai comforted him from the side:
"No, don't be anxious, you need to calm down..."
Jiang Chengxu turned a deaf ear and only stared at the direction where Xu Ying left.
The "heart" above his head finally found an opportunity and squeezed his soul at a rapid speed. The light ball retracted inward, surrounded by golden light and demonic energy.
The next moment, strands of puppet shadows suddenly wrapped around it, breaking through the evil energy and going straight into the "heart", growing from the inside out and eventually wrapping it completely.
The evil spirit in Jiang Chengxu's body was suppressed, and his eyes became clear again.
Zhongli Bai opened his eyes wide and exclaimed:
"Ji Chu?!"
There was no sign of Ji Chu around, only puppet shadows scattered on the boundless water surface, trapping every remnant of the gods that was wrapping up the cultivators.
The "heart" on Zhongli Bai's head was suppressed by the puppet silk again, as if cutting the grass by its roots. Zhongli Bai heard a very obvious tearing sound, and everything that was wrapped around his body by his spiritual thoughts broke as the "heart" on his head moved.
The light ball shattered like a bubble, and countless light spots merged into the puppet shadow thread, rushing towards Ji Chu who was at the center of the puppet shadow thread.
She was barely a human anymore.
The puppet shadow threads were like her limbs and also like her shadow, making her look like a huge shadow that suddenly appeared in the water, enough to cover up all divine thoughts.
She floated motionless in the middle of the water, with divine consciousness circling around her, as if trapping her in a huge ball of light. Even her eyes turned half gold and half ink, which was extremely strange.
Chen Wu was finally able to move freely.
He looked at the scene in front of him and shuddered with fear:
"What happened to Ji Chu?"
"She is using the Puppet Shadow Silk to devour the divine consciousness."
Without waiting for Chen Wu to show a horrified expression, Jiang Chengxu calmed himself down and drew his sword:
"Thousand Silk Puppet Shadow has reached its peak of cultivation. She is invisible, her soul is boundless, and everything is her."
After saying this, he broke through the water:
"I'll go help Xu Ying."
"Devouring divine thoughts?"
Chen Wu looked at Zhongli Bai:
"How can a person devour divine thoughts, and so many of them? Ji Chu..."
"Whether she can swallow it or not, we can't care now! We have to run!"
Zhongli Bai sensed the danger and pulled Chen Wu towards the water.
Many monks who had been freed also sensed the strange and dangerous aura and ran towards the shore.
The moment they left the water, the entire river suddenly turned upside down, like a falling river in the sky. The puppet shadows were like butterfly wings born in the water, dense and delicate, but they enveloped all the remnants of the gods.
Ji Chu was soaked and kneeling on the ground.
She suppressed her soul that could explode at any time, raised her head, her eyes were completely red gold, her expression was indifferent, and she stared at the Last God in mid-air.
"Ignorant child."
The Last God looked high above, his bloodshot pupils looking at Ji Chu, like an eye that was open to death.
"When death is imminent, it is pointless to struggle."
Xu Ying and Jiang Chengxu frequently drew lightning to attack it. Although it did not hurt it, it was as troublesome as a fly, making it unable to pay attention to Ji Chu's little movements.
But even so, it is confident of victory.
Ji Chu could not swallow the divine thoughts. Compared to the heavenly thunder, the thoughts of the gods would crush her soul first.
Besides, the gods will never be completely destroyed by the heavenly thunder.
The secret realm can be destroyed, the body can be destroyed, but as long as the power of thought remains, the spirit will exist forever.
Meng Yuci also knew this, but he still wanted to become a demon and bring down the thunder, even if it could only temporarily stop the gods' plan.
The End God felt that he and Ji Chu were both reckless lunatics.
But it was happy with what it had accomplished. Now, it only needed to take Ji Chu, who had swallowed all the remnants of the gods, out, and then wait for Meng Yuci and the Tianxuan Secret Realm to be destroyed by thunder.
When Xu Ying saw it trying to get close to Ji Chu, she immediately wiped the rain off her face, leaving a trail of bright red blood on the ground, and slashed at the Last God with her sword again.
Thunder roared from the sky and the ground began to crack. She was almost struck into the cracks by the thunder. Fortunately, Jiang Chengxu used his sword to block it for her.
But due to this delay, the eyes of the Last God had already drifted in front of Ji Chu.
Black energy extended from around the golden eyes and grabbed towards Ji Chu.
Zhongli Bai had already found a safe place to squat with the compass in his arms. He looked up at the calamity clouds in the sky and counted them:
"Nine nines return to one, and four more will come. This should be the final catastrophe that will destroy the world..."
He was just about to ask Chen Wu if he had any way to avoid the thunder so as not to be struck to death, but when he raised his head, Chen Wu, who was squatting beside him, disappeared.
Zhongli Bai: “!”
He was afraid that Chen Wu had fallen into a crack in the ground or been struck into pieces by a tiny thunderbolt, so he subconsciously wanted to dig the mud on the ground with his hands.
Chen Wu had already trotted in front of Ji Chu:
"Don't touch her!"
The last god paused, his eyes looking as if he saw a bug that overestimated its own capabilities.
The black air swept away and Chen Wu flew out.
Xu Ying and the others were shocked: "Chen Wu!"
Ji Chu looked up at Chen Wu.
There was a flash of red gold in her eyes, and tears of blood flowed from the corners of her eyes, indicating that her soul was about to shatter.
She didn't say anything, held her breath, and accelerated her negotiations with the divine consciousness that she had devoured.
The Last God attacked her again, but was stopped by Xu Ying and Jiang Chengxu.
At the same time, another thunderstorm was brewing and gathering above his head.
Each thunder tribulation will be larger and more dangerous than the previous one. The last one has already caused a crack in the ground. If another one comes, I'm afraid no one will have anywhere to hide.
Everyone will be exposed to the thunder tribulation and their chances of survival are slim.
Chen Wu was lying on the ground, spitting out blood. Zhong Libai ran over to help him, worried and unable to help scolding him:
"What are you trying to show off?"
Chen Wu didn't say anything. He looked at the dark clouds in the sky, took out a pill from his arms and swallowed it.
"Ying Yuan Dan?"
Zhongli Bai recognized him with his sharp eyes: "You..."
Before he could finish his words, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and a thunderbolt was brewing in it, about to fall, but it was not as ferocious as before, and more like the thunderbolt of the tribulation of a cultivator in the Xuan realm.
Zhongli Bai was startled and was about to use the compass to protect Chen Wu, but Chen Wu pushed him away and stood up.
The heavenly thunder locked onto his position, but he did not try to hide. Instead, he ran towards the direction of the Last God.
He can't always be the one with the lowest cultivation level who can't protect anyone.
He has to become more useful.
*
The last god was tripped by the thunder brought by Chen Wu. When he was dodging, the fourth to last thunder struck down, but it was not aimed at Meng Yuci, but at Ji Chu.
The aura on her body was too mixed, making her an existence that needed to be dealt with by the Heavenly Dao even more than Meng Yuci, who was not completely possessed by the devil.
Meng Yuci held a sword in front of Ji Chu and used his body to withstand the thunder.
Blood was flowing from his lips, but his expression was calm, like a piece of snow that could be blown away by the wind at any time.
Then he used the Shaowei Sword to create a barrier, slowly knelt on one knee in front of Ji Chu, and looked into her eyes.
There was a light golden tint under her eyes, and her face was as pale as paper.
Xu Ying and the others were too far away to see clearly, but Meng Yuci could clearly see the hideously bulging blood vessels under her skin, and what flowed inside them was not bright red blood, but a strange gold.
Because she had swallowed so much divine consciousness, her entire body had become a tangled mess of threads, with no end in sight. She was only able to maintain her human form by relying on the demonic energy of that "him".
He raised his hand, gently wiped the blood from the corner of her eye, and prayed in a low voice:
"Not like this, okay?"
Ji Chu bit his lip to suppress the pain in his soul: "...I'm sorry."
The light above my head appeared again.
"The third from the last..."
Zhongli Bai pressed the four-direction compass, crawled out of the ruins, and quietly approached the direction of the Last God.
The Shaowei Sword collided heavily with the vertically falling thunder, bringing down a bright flame and a crackling light spot around Ji Chu and Meng Yuci.
Ji Chu lowered her head, her eyes were bloodshot, and she couldn't see her senior brother's face at all. She could only feel his fingertips trembling. He wanted to wipe the blood from the corners of her eyes, but he couldn't wipe it clean.
She wanted to reach out and hug her senior brother, but her soul was in so much pain that even breathing felt like torture. So she closed her eyes, put aside all distracting thoughts, and used all her strength to fight against the thing in her soul.
The next moment, she felt herself falling into a cold embrace.
Meng Yuci reached out and hugged her, but he didn't dare to use any force.
The person in my arms was like a ball of empty mist, as if it would shatter with the slightest touch.
The feeling of despair came over him again, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Ji Chu."
He whispered:
"You can't abandon me. I won't let you abandon me."
As he whispered, thunder rumbled in the sky again.
The Shaowei Sword finally couldn't withstand the attacks of the heavenly thunders, and a crack suddenly appeared on the sword body. The charred black color stretched across the star map like a winding bloodstain.
Meng Yuci's face turned pale as paper in an instant.
"The second to last..."
Zhongli Bai put down the compass on his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He glanced at Xu Ying and the others, who were already lying on the ground. Fortunately, they seemed to be still alive.
The eyes of the Last God finally got rid of the attack that annoyed it and floated towards Ji Chu.
Zhongli Bai casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and began to tell fortunes, moving the hands and muttering to himself.
"Grandfather, although our lineage has been disrespectful to you since my master's master's master, the situation is critical now. Please be magnanimous and don't bother with us."
After muttering for a while, he said seriously:
"Ask for divination and the dream is pure, good and bad fortune are clearly seen, the movement and thunder are like gods, three auspicious ears, six ominous punishments."
The pointer was stained with his blood and turned very slowly, like a wheel without oil.
Zhongli Bai cursed in his heart and wiped it with his sleeve.
The pointer then began to turn reluctantly.
*
A flash of lightning streaked across the sky.
Ji Chu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the golden eyeballs above his head.
Thunder roared in the calamity clouds, like a giant beast surging and roaring, brewing a blow that could destroy the world.
Amidst the rumbling sounds, Ji Chu's soul began to disperse uncontrollably.
Faint golden light clung sporadically to her scattered soul, and her body could no longer maintain its human form, dispersing like a misty thread.
Meng Yuci felt empty inside.
The cloud of mist that he tried so hard to hold back eventually dissipated.
The Shaowei Sword was swept by the edge of the thunder tribulation, and suddenly lost its spiritual power and fell to the ground.
But he seemed to have lost all his strength, and he stood still, allowing the last bolt of lightning to strike him.
At the same time, the Last God was looking at him with a smug look, as if he were a loser.
"You lost."
The black air covered Ji Chu's scattered soul, trying to gather the scattered golden light.
The lightning is right in front of us.
The golden light trapped in the center of the black air suddenly gathered together.
Everything seemed to slow down, so that the Last God could clearly see how the scattered transparent threads gathered together and eventually became the shape of a person.
Ji Chu's pair of shiny black eyes were staring at it without blinking. A silver light flashed on the Xunzhen Sword, and it flew like a meteor, and fell into the center of its sight in the blink of an eye.
—pierced its eyeball with a sword.
At the same time, thunder from the sky struck Ji Chu.
Zhongli Bai's compass needle stopped at this moment, pointing in the direction of good luck.
The master's voice sounded in his mind again:
"A fortune teller predicts destiny not to change it, but to follow the flow."
"This is fate. Why should we, the gods, you and I, resist it? Why not find another way and perhaps escape death?"
Xu Ying and the others were so shocked that they lost their voices when they saw Ji Chu suddenly disappear in the lightning, and Meng Yuci, who was standing behind her and had almost turned into a skeleton.
*
"Why?"
Ji Chu's world suddenly became blank, leaving only the golden eyes in front of her asking her in a surprised and puzzled tone:
"Why can your spirit still gather together?"
Ji Chu looked at it and smiled lightly:
"Because I cooperated with those gods."
"What's the meaning?"
"The laws of nature forbid the gods from turning back, yet the cycle of nature allows them to start over. I will collaborate with the divine mind, using the puppet silk as a medium, and using the power of heavenly thunder to destroy all things, splitting the fused divine mind and starting all over again."
The last god's eyes were still confused:
"How could the divine thoughts cooperate with you? I am the god who brought them back to life..."
"You were indeed born only to resurrect the gods. You are cruel and merciless, killing all living things. You have no divinity."
Ji Chu retracted the smile on his face and looked at it expressionlessly:
"So, you were abandoned."
*
The last god dissipated, Ji Chu opened her eyes, and the sounds of thunder and rain around her returned to her perception.
Someone held her and carried the thunder with her.
At the moment her soul was shattered, Ji Chu heard her senior brother whisper in her ear:
"Ji Chu, I love you."
"You must come back."
*
Three years later.
Meng Yuci looked at the puppet shadow threads wrapped around his arms and body, frowned, and finally couldn't help but scolded:
"If you still can't recover your human form, then recite the Heart Sutra ten more times."
Balls of transparent silk threads gathered together obediently. Ji Chu stood in front of him and waved his hands repeatedly:
"Brother Bu Bu Bu, look how well I've recovered my human form. Why would I need the vest technique?"
Meng Yuci looked at her expressionlessly:
"Yeah?"
Ji Chu opened his eyes wide and nodded:
"Yes, yes."
Meng Yuci didn't say anything.
Three years ago, Ji Chu refined all his soul into puppet shadow silk, merged it with his divine consciousness, and was struck into slag by heavenly thunder.
Fortunately, the Thousand Threads Puppet Shadow technique is very strange. It can split the soul and even gather the soul together.
Any living thing would be difficult to survive, but Ji Chu's balls of silk threads could be reunited.
But she also developed an additional problem.
Rather than being a human, she prefers to turn into silk threads and spin silk everywhere like a spider spirit.
If you are not careful and get entangled by her puppet silk, you will be bound by her thoughts.
simply……
It's so evil.
But her aura was pure, with no signs of being possessed by a demon, nor any evil spirit.
It seems that it simply has the ability to "spin silk".
In addition, the fact that he almost became possessed by a demon had caused the sect to be wary of him, so he took the initiative to put aside all the affairs of the sect, brought Ji Chu's scattered soul back to this courtyard, and helped her repair her soul.
But Ji Chu didn't like to memorize, and was always sneaky and uncooperative.
Meng Yuci thought for a moment, put down the book in his hand, suddenly reached out and quickly grabbed her wrist.
Ji Chu was unable to escape and was caught by his senior brother.
The ice-cold spiritual power entered her body, and it was like falling into the Spider Cave, and it couldn't flow smoothly anywhere.
Well, he supervised her cultivation day and night, but she pretended to obey and only cultivated a human-shaped shell, while the inside was still a "Pansy Cave".
He looked up at her.
Seeing that his senior brother had discovered it, Ji Chu smiled awkwardly at him, trying to get away with it:
"I've been practicing really hard, but this soul is like soaked jellyfish, so crunchy and brittle that I can't put it together."
The three words "jellyfish" were emphasized.
Meng Yuci: "..."
After Ji Chu finished speaking, he blinked and asked him:
"Brother, it's getting dark, isn't it time to eat?"
She kept glancing at the table next to her, where there was a box of fresh jellyfish strips, which were sent by Xu Ying and others. It was said that they were very delicious when served cold.
Meng Yuci's black pupils moved back from the jellyfish silk and stared at Ji Chu, unfathomable.
"Actually, if you don't want to memorize the Heart Law, that's fine."
Ji Chu became excited when she heard this. Memorizing was the thing she hated most in her life. But the method given by the sect to repair the soul was all about memorizing the skills and then meditating to practice.
In order to teach her, the senior brother had memorized all the mental techniques, but it was a pity that he could not practice them for her.
Knowing there was another way, Ji Chu stopped thinking about jellyfish and asked hurriedly:
"Is there any other way? Brother, please tell me quickly. As long as it doesn't require me to memorize, I will study hard!"
"real?"
Meng Yuci asked again.
He relaxed his grip on Ji Chu's hand a little, lightly circled her wrist, and his fingertips no longer pressed on her meridians, but instead rubbed them repeatedly with his fingertips, which added a strange feeling.
Ji Chu felt a little uneasy because of his staring eyes, and hesitated:
"...Why don't we just forget about it? Actually, my soul is pretty good, and I can slowly memorize the mental method..."
It would have been fine if she hadn't said it, but once she did, Meng Yuci made up his mind.
"Don't count it, just today."
He immediately picked up Ji Chu and walked into the house.
The wind from the hem of the clothes moved the books on the table.
Ji Chu was startled and hurriedly hugged his neck. He accidentally saw the big words "Dual Cultivation Mental Method - The Essential Mental Method for Repairing the Soul" on the cover of the book.
Her head buzzed, and she couldn't help but turn into a ball of silk thread and hang around her senior brother's neck.
Meng Yuci gathered the ball of silk thread and placed it on the bed.
Ji Chu changed back into human form with a "puff" sound and interrupted his movements hurriedly:
"Brother, wait a minute! Is this the only way?! Double... No, this mental method looks really thick! I can't memorize it!!!"
Meng Yuci stood with his back to the light, his face slightly flushed, but his voice was as calm and steady as ever:
"This is the only method I can recite for you."
After a pause, he added:
“And I know it very well.”
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Ahem, okay, now that I've finished the serious business, it's time for me to ramble.
In fact, I thought about this a long time ago that after writing the main text, I must cry to everyone about the bad data, the poor profits, and the difficulty of creation, so that I can get a hug from my family.
But I quickly rejected this idea because the company of my family and the happiness that this book brought me were more important and memorable to me than the data.
A few years ago, I naively thought that life was under my control and I could do whatever I wanted.
But in the past few years, I have hesitated, despaired, and wiped away my tears to start over again and again. Then I finally realized that life is concrete and trivial, and every moment in life can defeat me.
There are thousands of ways to give up, but there is only one way to persist.
I can only pray quietly, hoping that passion can really outlast the long years and give me more courage to move forward.
This is the first time I have attempted a longer article. If it weren't for my family's support and encouragement along the way, I can't imagine how lonely and confused I would have been.
It is your support and companionship that created this book. (Bow 90 degrees) I am so grateful to you! I love you!
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