The sea of ​​suffering in the heavens is billions

Chapter 1 001 [People are covering the sky, the last years of my life]

Stepping over the Naihe Bridge, walking through Huangquan Road, at the end of reincarnation, everything is dark and deep, and the avenue is obscure, but it is not evil.In the depths of samsara, the six realms that are constantly rotating are blooming with brilliance, washing away the turbidity of all ghosts and obsessions, and appearing majestic and sacred.

One step away from the Six Paths of Samsara, there stood three figures, one black, one white, and one blue.

The cold-faced Bai Wuchang couldn't help being moved before the reincarnation, and persuaded him: "Friend Ruoxu, don't think about it again? You need to know that reincarnation is difficult, even the reincarnation of Maitreya Bodhisattva in the heavenly world dare not say that it is 100% cracked in the womb. Mystery, awakening to the past, or staying to be a ghost and god Anwen."

"There are two of us in the underworld to recommend for you, the mountain god land, the city god and the yin general, and the gods of the four directions are up to you to choose."

Hei Wuchang nodded his head and said: "In the Dharma-ending era, you have cultivated a kalpa of ghosts and immortals, and your spirit is not ignorant. Longevity, from now on, wealth and glory, wouldn’t it be beautiful.”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi, who was talking to Black and White Wuchang, shook his head slightly, recalling that he had just cultivated into a ghost fairy in this life, but because of his frail body, he died in a catastrophe, and immediately said with firm eyes: "The ghost fairy has a fragile body, and there are many disasters. If I am not careful, my body will be destroyed, and there is no hope of pure yang, which is not what I want."

"Immortals have a long lifespan, but there is an end to it. What's more, if you are in the position of a god, you have to perform the duties of the gods. You have worked for 12 years, and there is not a single day free. Haha, this is better than the capitalists I have seen in my lifetime." cruel."

"Although I, Zhang Ruoxu, am unbearable, I also want to ask the immortals to be free and live forever."

Black and white Wuchang looked at each other and knew that he would not be persuaded, so he couldn't help shaking his head and sighed in unison.

Zhang Ruoxu looked back at the two friends, and couldn't help joking: "You two yin handsomes, it's my reincarnation, not your reincarnation sighing or something."

"Be happy. If I succeed in cultivating the Tao in this life and become a celestial being, I will come back to the underworld to drink with you."

"What if it doesn't work?" Hei Wuchang shook his head and said, "One page of ancient history of Taoism, the sea becomes dust, and the thunder and lightning dry up. There are so many sages in the heavens and the world. The first is the reincarnation of a congenital emperor to achieve Taoism, and there are very few who have truly acquired it."

Bai Wuchang nodded, agreeing with Hei Wuchang's words.

"If it doesn't work, then it won't work." Zhang Ruoxu patted Hei Wuchang's shoulder and smiled freely: "If I don't succeed in this life, I can only come back to be a god and enjoy the wealth of the gods."

"The two brothers are veteran ghosts and gods of the underworld, remember to cover me when the time comes!"

Dang, Dang, Dang... The mighty bell rang, but it was not lingering, like spring wind and rain, reaching the ears of all spirits, urging all ghosts to go on the road, so as to reincarnate.

"The way of immortality is precious, and there is no measure for people."

"The way of ghosts is precious, and it is the gate of life."

Zhang Ruoxu glanced at the Sansheng Stone, whispered a word, then waved his hands, stepped into the cycle of reincarnation without looking back, and shouted loudly regardless of black and white impermanence, because the previous life is over, see you in the next life.

With a slight smile, he stepped into the samsara readily, and with a splash, it seemed that a splash of water splashed, as if a great world was in samsara, leading the true spirit to go.

In the dark, an incomparably holy but full of ghostly breath of reincarnation is condensed.

Standing at the end of samsara, watching Zhang Ruoxu step into the wrong samsara step by step, Black and White Wuchang looked ugly, as if he had eaten a dead child.

"You didn't tell him that this is the wrong reincarnation route!" Bai Wuchang couldn't help shouting loudly
Heiwuchang squatted on the ground, covered his face, and said weakly: "I thought you said it, but I didn't."

"It's over, Zhang Daoyou is completely over." Bai Wuchang looked up at the sky, revealing a dead fish eye, and said in a tone of despair
Hei Wuchang raised his head in surprise: "Isn't it possible? Fellow Daoist Zhang Ruoxu is extremely resilient, and he can even become a ghost immortal in the end of the Dharma. What kind of ancient world of reincarnation did he step into to kill him?"

There was no emotion in Bai Wuchang's eyes, and he said coldly: "The Ancient Realm of Shrouding Heaven."

With a thud, Hei Wuchang jumped up, his pupils flickered with shock, and hurriedly asked: "Is it the Zhetian Universe who is going to cross the catastrophe since the beginning of humanity, either being struck by lightning or on the way to be struck by lightning?!"

Bai Wuchang nodded expressionlessly.

"Covering the sky and the universe, the fairyland is damaged, the universe is incomplete..." Heiwuchang murmured bitterly: "Enlightenment is like a sage, whose lifespan is only five or six thousand years; At the peak, you can only live [-] to [-] years in one life."

"Becoming a fairy in this kind of universe is the most powerful, but it is also the most difficult."

"Let's tidy up and prepare for the divine emperor ceremony after the death of fellow Taoist Zhang Ruoxu, and then give him more magic weapons as compensation."

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The bright one is the light.At the turn of the sun and the moon, yin and yang alternate.

The emperor, the sky.The beginning of all things is the Emperor God.

Covering the sky and the universe, Emperor Ming sat down for [-] years.

The avenue is revived, the environment of the world has changed greatly, the essence is flowing, it is extremely suitable for cultivation, outstanding people have emerged in large numbers, and a vast and prosperous age has reappeared.

The celestial beings of all ages testify to the sages and sages in this life, talk about the fairyland, fight on the emperor's road, and want to win a lifetime of immortals!

In the dark and silent universe, in the boundless starry sky, on a certain withered star, an ancient man emerged from the coffin.

"Who am I, who is me."

A young man with a handsome face but premature hair opened his coffin board and looked at the fairy pattern engraved inside the coffin. He couldn't help but fell into confusion due to various principles.

Sitting alone in the coffin and asking himself, thinking back and forth, the young man's eyes became brighter and brighter, he raised his head suddenly, and shouted angrily: "I am Emperor Ming, I am Zhang Ruoxu!"

"I didn't find the elixir, this is my first old age!!!"

In an instant, in the universe, the breath of the Great Emperor hangs down, and Zhang Ruoxu, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, stands up immediately, like a supreme god overlooking the nine heavens and ten earths, with silver hair scattered, suppressing the past, the present, and the future. The sea is full of blood, and the ancient stars are swaying, frightened by the breath of the great emperor.

The Three Realms and Six Paths were shaken, and the ten directions and three worlds were destroyed.

If it were not in the depths of the universe, the Supreme Being of the restricted area would definitely be shocked and peeping. An ancient emperor who should have been buried early in the morning is still alive now, and he has not killed himself and sealed himself.

"I'm Zhang Ruoxu, I'm Emperor Ming, and I'm fighting in the cycle of reincarnation."

"But why am I here?!"

While Zhang Ruoxu was thinking, he suddenly raised his head to look at the starry sky, and suddenly a divine light shone like a thunderbolt. Hundreds of light-years away, a barren star shattered and instantly exploded into a little bit of stardust.

As a former preacher, he read a lot of information from the mark of Tianxin and recalled his past.

(End of this chapter)