The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 452 The Wheel of Life and Death
Above the 25th row, three streamers lit up one after another. According to the order, they were Luoyang, Erya, and Dagou. They went one step further and reached the 24th row.

After ten breaths, the three young princes, Gu Yiyi and a young man from the Tiantai sect also passed the test, and they also reached the 24th row, but this time the speed gap was a bit big.

Gu Yiyi, Xiang Xixi and the others also saw it in the world where the sky was full of flowers and the ground was full of golden lotus, and they were very envious in their hearts. Of course, some of them were also jealous and hatred, and they gritted their teeth.

They all tried their best and refused to let go, but the sound of Dao became more and more mysterious, and comprehension became more and more difficult and strenuous. Even Yufei and the others couldn't stay calm.

Unlike the last time, this time the comprehension is not about death, but about vitality, which is carried out criss-cross.

Luoyang is in a frozen white world, there is a dead silence between the sky and the earth, there is no singing of birds and flowers, no lush vegetation, no birds and animals, nothing, very lonely.

But at a certain moment, the east wind came, warm and humid, the river thawed, the sky and the earth were no longer frozen, the flowing water was gurgling, the spring water was dingdong, the earth was unsealed, and the spring rain was moist and silent.

Gradually everything germinates, the grass grows, and grass appears on the ground. The color of the grass looks like grass in the distance, and then the weeds grow up, and the wild flowers bloom.

Immediately afterwards, shrubs and trees grew, and then birds, beasts, fish and grasshoppers also appeared, and the world became lively.

At a certain moment, the scene collapsed, and the rumbling Taoist sound explaining the principles of heaven and earth was vague and inaudible. Luoyang subconsciously moved forward, and there was a stone trough in front of him, in which 81 snow-white fish kept swimming.

As soon as he went down, a condensed world appeared, and all the swimming fish were shrouded in the world. He successfully advanced, and when he reached the 23rd row, Dao Yin became even more mysterious and infinite.

Daoyin came like a horse riding mountains and rivers through ancient and modern times, and the artistic conception of death appeared. This time, what appeared in front of him was an execution platform surrounded by soldiers and criticized by thousands of people.

On the high platform in the middle, a person knelt down, tied up, with a panicked expression, and his face was ashen. It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and the strong and powerful executioner behind him drew his knife and chopped down like this.

Blood splattered, human heads flew out, and the corpses were separated and fell into the dust. This was death, which was different from natural death, but it was equally cruel and bloody.

Time passed by little by little, and it has been a full hour since I first came in. Luoyang comprehended life and death, passed through worlds one by one, and saw the prosperity and withering of vegetation, the turning wheel of all things, and the coming and going of people.

He continued to move forward, grabbed 150 white fish in front of him, and sat on the No.20 row. At this moment, there were no more than 50 people staying here, and most of them had already been eliminated.

And many of the remaining ones are still lingering, with clusters of flames burning, and the smell of scorched meat coming from them.

The qualification requirements for Wang's lectures are very high. They are just gritting their teeth and insisting that they don't want to give up, but they might be expelled at any time.

Most of the people sat in the fourth or fifth row from the bottom, only Yu Fei, Guy Yiyi and other four arrogances stayed in the 21st row after Luoyang, studying hard.

They are also facing some bottlenecks, they can't understand clearly, they have a feeling of looking at the flowers in the fog, and they can't see through the meaning.

And the only ones who can keep pace with Luoyang are Big Black Dog and Erya. The two of them have calm faces and move forward with courage. There is nothing that can stop them from moving forward.

The middle ten rows are very different from the last ten rows, and the fortune is more powerful and extraordinary. Luoyang has experienced many things here, as if they have been integrated into each picture.

Sometimes he turned into a dark-skinned blacksmith with strong hands, constantly forging and quenching the pig iron, and put all his life's energy into it.

Sweating like rain, knocking like a waterfall, the bounce of the hammer and the rotation of the footsteps fit a certain rhythm of heaven and earth, and a piece of iron was constantly changing its shape in his hands.

He is like a magical hand endowed by the heavens, creating works of art. The fiery red and golden iron can be transformed into any shape.

Either it is a sword that is as sharp as a knife, or a sword that cuts iron like mud, or it is a spear that sweeps thousands of troops and winds through the bamboo forest.

But in the end, this piece of iron took shape, and after tempering, it turned into a dark shovel, yes, it was an ordinary farmer's shovel!

At this time, Luoyang stepped out of the body of the proud and smiling blacksmith. This is also a kind of life and death, but life and death are entangled and indistinguishable from each other.

The death of iron is reborn from the ashes, it is transformation, from iron to shovel, to farm tools, to sow a thousand seeds, to feed the people, this is a new life!
"Chichi!"

In the stone trough, the mind pattern of a palm rotates. There are two hundred fish in the stone trough, but half of them are black and half are white, which is even more difficult to capture.

But this was not a problem for Luoyang at all. First, the black fish were caught one by one, and then the white fish did not escape.

His hands seemed to be made of magnets, and the little fishes were all iron filings, they would be caught by him without exception, and his seat continued to move forward.

"Wait a minute, give me a little more time, I will succeed, only one step away!"

"No, no, I don't want to go out, give me another chance, okay?"

"Why? Impossible! There must be something wrong with this fish, otherwise how could I fail to catch it with my natural resources, I am not convinced!"

Shouts, disappointments, and pleadings sounded one after another. They were very dense at first, but as time passed, they became less and less, and now there are only eight outsiders left in the entire hall.

They are Luoyang and their group of four, plus three little princes, and a white-browed young man from Yaolong Cave at the end, but even they are not very easy.

A young man with white eyebrows stood in the blood-colored world, his eyes kept turning, the sound of crying and howling here gathered into a torrent, and countless demons and ghosts were picking people's flesh and blood with swords.

Every scream, every begging for mercy, every piece of knife light seemed to contain a strange Taoism, he was fascinated by it, but finally when the time came, a clear water stone trough appeared in front of him.

He reached in to stir it, and it went very smoothly at first, but then two small fish were very naughty and always passed through his palm.

In a hurry, he was in a hurry, and one hand turned into a dragon's claw, but it was useless, and he was expelled.

At the last moment, he glanced forward, with disbelief written all over his face, because the three of them in Luoyang were already sitting in row No. 12, and their bodies looked so stalwart and majestic, which was unimaginable.

"Are they still human?" This was the last thought of the white-browed youth, who was teleported away.

The remaining seven people have already distanced themselves. Guy Yiyi and the others are still trapped in the No.18 row, only one row longer than the white-browed youth, and all of them are frowning tightly, and the tips of their noses are already sweating.

Gu Yiyi looked up after being busy, but saw that Luoyang's complexion was rosy and fair, his hands were knotted, and he was calm, not only them, but also Erya and Dagou beside him.

"It's really a pervert, a pervert of the family! Calm down, calm down, you can't compare with them."

Gu Yiyi recited silently in her heart, but she couldn't calm down no matter what, she was full of anxiety and burning with urgency, which was even more unfavorable for enlightenment, and she had lost confidence.

The four Tianjiao were beating drums in their hearts, because it was difficult to comprehend, and they had no bottom in their hearts. Soon the time passed, and it was time for them to conduct a test.

Gu Yiyi clenched her lips tightly, almost bleeding, and circulated all the things about life and death that she felt at this moment, and caught all the nimble little fish.

But in the end, I ran into trouble. I couldn't catch the last three. No matter how hard I tried, it was futile, and the three of Tai Huangtian next to me were similar.

The five swimming fish in the stone trough in front of Yufei kept turning freely, his eyes were red, but the challenge failed and he was sent out.

"Luoyang, this is impossible! How talented are you!" This was Yufei's last voice.

Xiang Xixi went out earlier than him. He was the dullest of the three, and there were more than 20 fish in front of him, densely packed. He was disappointed and his eyes were dim.

In the end, Taihuangtian and Guyi were sent out together, and he also failed, leaving three fish.

In the end, a sharp light burst out of his eyes: "Luoyang is very good, I admit that you are very talented, but you showed it too early! You are still too weak now, and you will die when you leave the teaching hall."

At this moment, only the trio of Luoyang Wonderful Flowers remained in the Chuanfa Hall. Erya looked curiously at the water in front of him, and there were thousands of black and white fish in it.

Erya's paws were flapping in the water, black and white lights bloomed from every scale, and caught all the small fishes in one go.

A big black dog appeared in the furry palm of the big dog, darting around in the water, swallowing all the fish, no matter black or white.

Every inch of the palmprint of Luoyang's five fingers fell off, turning into black and white ink lines in the water, forming a magical net, and everything could hardly escape the palm of the hand.

Luoyang has more and more experiences. One time, he transformed into an imperial court official, resolved cases like a god, set things right, rehabilitated wronged prisons, rescued dozens of innocent people, and captured many culprits.

This is the combination of life and death, which not only gives life to others, but also death to others, one body with two sides, and it is difficult to distinguish between black and white.

At a certain moment, he turned into a general who fought on the battlefield, fighting bloody battles. With one sword, he was a master of millions, killing countless people, and his pockets were full of blood.

Sometimes he becomes an old farmer who sows seeds in the field, plowing, fertilizing, planting, watering, weeding, and working hard in the field, simple and pure.

Soon the seeds germinated and sprouted, took root in the thick ground, grew tenaciously, and broke through the ground. This is the joy of life.

Sometimes Luoyang becomes a dying old man, lying on the bed dying, panting less and exhaling more, and his life's experience revolves like a revolving lantern.

He took one last look at the group of children and grandchildren who were kneeling in the dark in front of the bed, and finally, very satisfied and relieved, he closed his eyes and passed away suddenly.

At other times, Luoyang turned into a woman with a protruding belly, pregnant with Liujia, and could clearly feel the existence of the fetus in her body. That kind of life was weak but tenacious.

This feeling is very strange, something I have never experienced before. The last day of childbirth, the joy of life blooms in the pain of my heart.

Finally, when Luoyang was sitting in the seventh row, a strange scene appeared in front of him. Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, and Wan Muchun was in front of the sick tree!
The boundary between life and death is not immutable, a layer of diaphragm in Luoyang's heart has been pierced, and a fresh and natural feeling exudes from the whole body.

(End of this chapter)