Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 582 I know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, and I also wait for him the same way

If what the Pure World Bodhisattva said was true, then Chu Junhui felt that he might know the operating mechanism of the martial arts arena.

An NPC who died in the plot will not come to Blue Star, because he is still alive in other timelines. Only that NPC died in every timeline under the background of "No One Dies in the World".

Only then can he be reincarnated.

Only then can he go to Blue Star to compete in the martial arts competition.

There is a high possibility that something is wrong in the underworld five thousand years later. The fairy world has already shown a trend towards gamification, so at that time someone discovered the truth of reincarnation just like the Pure World Bodhisattva.

One or two souls cannot fill the vacancy of rebirth even if they are reincarnated, so it is better to send them to the Blue Planet.

They can't solve the game, but they can solve the players.

This is a method...worth learning from.

If the people who treat Blue Star as a game are cultivators from Guyuan Continent, then I can also consider going to their world and causing some damage.

Just as Chu Junhui's thoughts were drifting away, the words of the Pure World Bodhisattva brought him back.

"The world will become... a tomb."

"Zhiwu, you are from the outside world, you want to take the Yindu Tree away, right?"

Chu Junhui shook his head. "You said this thing is so dangerous, why would I take it away?"

It is reasonable to speculate that if the Yindu Tree is brought back to Blue Star, an era of immortality will begin from then on.

As a game, Blue Star will be played by more and more immortal cultivators.

The first round of internal testing, the second round of internal testing, the third round of internal testing... When all the newborns on Blue Star have become idiots with incomplete souls and spirits, we will directly start the public testing.

I'm just playing words. I'm just destroying the world.

However, if I don’t take the Yindu Tree away, I can’t go back to Blue Star, I can’t go back to Xun’an City, and I will never see Lao Chu and Ms. Cheng again.

"Can they cope with the changes on Blue Star when I'm not here?"

Although he gave a positive answer to Bodhisattva Pure World, Chu Junhui admitted that he was actually hesitant.

"If you don't plan to take the Yindu Tree away, you'd better help Buddhism win the battle among the three religions." said the Pure World Bodhisattva.

"why?"

"Because the three heroes each have their own strengths, neither Chuitian Zhenren nor Nianshi Shengjun has the ability to suppress the Yindu Tree. Only if the Buddhist sect wins the final victory can I evolve the Eighteen Layers of Hell and seal the power of the Yindu Tree in this world."

"it has to be you?"

"It has to be me."

This was not the first time that Lao Chu had heard such words. He did not oppose the Buddhist fatalism, but he was definitely not sure about it.

With some doubt, he asked, "How did you do it?"

"I trapped the power of the Yindu Tree in the Eighteen Layers of Hell, so that it can only take effect here and cannot affect the outside world."

"The entire Eighteen Layers of Hell are under my jurisdiction. The living people who come in will not die and will not violate the law of resurrection. The evil ghosts who come in will definitely die and will madly violate the law of resurrection."

The Pure World Bodhisattva knocked on the dead tree behind him, and a hollow sound came out.

"The power of the Yindu Tree is being consumed. I have used the souls of countless evildoers to consume it. Perhaps after thousands of years, it will lose all its power and will no longer be able to revive anyone."

The premise is that the Bodhisattva of Pure Land can also last for thousands of years.

The rule of the Eighteen Levels of Hell is that living people cannot stay there for long. If the Bodhisattva of Purification wants to save the ghosts, he must first become a ghost himself.

No one knows how long he can last with only one soul left.

"The souls of the wicked are consumed in each resurrection. Those who can survive the punishment and pay for their sins in their previous lives will still have a part of their soul left, and they can be reborn as animals in the next life."

"For those who can't make it, it can be said that evil is rewarded with evil."

——This cruel truth is why the Eighteen Levels of Hell only accept evil spirits.

The Pure World Bodhisattva had felt the temptation on the Yindu Tree. He was able to successfully steal the power of reincarnation and open up a second reincarnation place outside the underworld because of the Yindu Tree. But how could someone who bears the name of "Bodhisattva" only care about the small profits in front of him and ignore the long-term development in the future?
You tempt me, so I will take advantage of you.

I will open up a second place of reincarnation, but I will not rely on you or depend on you. Instead, I will treat this place of reincarnation as a cage to trap you and drain you dry!

"Bodhisattva, don't you regret it?" Chu Junhui asked, "You are the one who is closest to Buddhahood. If you don't come to the Eighteen Levels of Hell, Nuo Fu will definitely not be able to defeat you."

Bodhisattva Jingshi did not answer, but asked a seemingly insignificant question: "Zhiwu has not met Sister Yaoshi on this trip?"

"Um... I haven't been there."

"Why not?"

Chu Junhui secretly investigated and found that Wangshu and Medicine Buddha in this world were both alive and well.

Despite this, he never went to see them.

"Because I dare not."

Chu Junhui knew that no matter what he did in this world, he would eventually be forgotten. Since he was destined to be forgotten, it would be better not to see him.

If something happens, he might miss the pharmacist of this world when he returns to the original timeline.

At that time, wouldn't it have added a lot of strangeness to the pharmacist and Wangshu in the original timeline?
Chu Jun couldn't remember how to explain this feeling of strangeness.

In this case, it’s better not to meet.

No one misses anyone, no one sees anyone, and each other's memory remains at the last time they parted.

"What a dare you." Pure World Bodhisattva asked again, "Then do you know why she didn't come to find you?"

As soon as these words fell, a graceful figure slowly walked out from behind the Yindu tree.

Her eyes seemed to be a little red.

"Because she can't leave, she has to help me stay alive."

"Junior sister, tell him, do you regret coming here?"

“No regrets.” A cold voice sounded, “The devil is the Buddha of the past, and the Buddha is the devil of the future.”

"I don't want to become a Buddha, I'm afraid if I become the only one, your lost ending will be anchored by me. In this life, I only wish... to help you become a Buddha."

It feels like a long time since we last met.

"Master..." Chu Junhui moved his lips, but he didn't know what to say.

Medicine Bodhisattva does not blame her disciple for not coming to see her. She never seems to complain. Her words are still gentle, giving people the power of trust.

"Don't worry, disciple. Nuo Fu cannot become a Buddha. Wangshu found a way to become the 'Moon Goddess' from the surviving disciples of the Yin-Yang School. She transformed herself into the moon, illuminating the ages."

"Since she turned into the moon, anyone who sees the moon has been filled with worldly thoughts, knowing the past and feeling sad. And when you see the moon, you should sleep. If you don't sleep, you will suffer. With this alone, no one can completely transcend it."

“People in later generations can become saints, but there is no such thing as a transcendent saint.”

"Zhiwu, keep going. There will be no saints blocking your way in the future."

"We'll meet again."

One day in the past.

Someday in the future.

In other worlds.

When you least expect it.

There will definitely be someone like me who will break into your life again.

I know who the moon on the river is waiting for, and I treat people in the same way as the moon on the river is waiting for me.

(End of this chapter)