Chapter 4194 The Immortal Will
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Chapter 4194 The Immortal Will
After obtaining the mixed god, Xiao Yan can confirm that Zu Chi was the one who used this technique to deal with him at that time, and as expected, the God of Immortality also bestowed a golden energy on Zu Chi.
What Xiao Yan thinks again is, I am afraid that the immortal god in front of him not only taught them, but speaking of his character, as long as he can say something nice, and anyone who can flatter him, it should not be difficult to get the soul mixing technique from him. .
However, compared to Soul Mixing Technique, the golden energy of this original power is more rare. At least this kind of power is very rare, similar to the power possessed by the source of the world like the Heart of Flame.
And it seems that the immortal god in front of him can give it at will, so it must have incomparably majestic original power.
"Can I break through to immortality now?" Xiao Yan raised his head and asked the God of Immortality after cupping his fists slightly to express his gratitude.
"The original power of immortality has been obtained, and you have the qualifications to become immortal, but to truly achieve immortality, it is not enough to have the power of immortality, you also need to have the will of immortality." The God of Immortality replied, Xiao Yan was puzzled when he heard the words color.
"The will of immortality? What is the will of immortality?" Xiao Yan's words sounded a little stupid, but in fact he just wanted the God of Immortality to feel that way. Xiao Yan only wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible. Xiao Yan no longer minded the method.
"That's all, I'm also bored, I still hope you can become stronger as soon as possible, and it will be more fun to beat you up. It's too boring to die with a pinch like now." The Immortal God sighed and shook his head. , and then waved the sleeve robe.
"This is the second good fortune given to you. Whether you can comprehend it or not depends on your own comprehension, but if you can't comprehend even this, then I will take back the art of time that was bestowed upon you."
While the voice of the God of Immortality was still ringing in Xiao Yan's ears, the original emptiness around him instantly became brighter, and the sky appeared, and above the sky were three huge stars, which emanated an incomparably hot temperature when they reflected each other.
When he lowered his head, he saw the desert buried to his ankles. The wind picked up and the yellow sand flew up, and the surroundings were quickly plunged into darkness. Under the extreme heat, the temperature dropped suddenly, and Xiao Yan's body was immediately covered with frost.
At this moment, Xiao Yan seemed to be no longer a powerful ancestral battle god, as if he had become a mortal who didn't even have any power at this moment.
The water on Xiao Yan's body was evaporated in an instant, and the moment the darkness shrouded in darkness, the temperature dropped to the extreme again, directly freezing Xiao Yan, making him unable to move again.
The sense of panic of death came again. Under this feeling, even a god cannot be calm and composed, and after losing all power, it seems that even the laws of nature can easily lose his life after becoming a mortal.
His eyes fell into the darkness, and his consciousness seemed to disappear, but the next moment, Xiao Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a vast ocean in front of him, and he was in this ocean at this moment.
At this time, Xiao Yan closed his five sense organs tightly, feeling as if his lungs were about to explode, and his figure kept falling. Xiao Yan tried to swim towards the surface of the water, but no matter how hard Xiao Yan tried, he could not stop him from continuing. Falling figure.
Xiao Yan's eyes were bloodshot. Ten minutes had passed at this moment, and he had already reached the limit of human beings. Finally, he couldn't help it. A large amount of sea water poured into Xiao Yan's lungs in an instant.
After only choking on a few mouthfuls of seawater, Xiao Yan lost consciousness.
This feeling of unconsciousness caused extreme panic one second before he lost consciousness. In just a short moment, Xiao Yan "died" twice in different ways.
But Xiao Yan still couldn't adapt to this terrifying feeling, and the whole process had reached a desperate situation, and there was no way out, so he could only watch himself "die".
The most desperate thing is that when faced with death, there is nothing you can do.
When Xiao Yan regained consciousness again, there was a cold feeling in his chest, and there were bursts of fighting sounds from around him. When he looked down at his chest, his heart was already pierced by thousands of arrows.
At the time of death, Xiao Yan felt severe pain from his body, and his whole body trembled again. The picture in front of him became more and more blurred, until Xiao Yan felt his body fly up, and after turning 180 degrees in the air, he A headless corpse that was spraying blood appeared in front of him.
Looking at the corpse, Xiao Yan understood that it wasn't him that flew up, but the severed head that flew up.
The experience of death did not end there. The moment he opened his eyes, he was directly swallowed by a huge mouth of the abyss. He died again and again. And the great devastation of the mind.
But even in the face of such devastation, Xiao Yan's will is still firm, because Xiao Yan is feeling death, and if he wants to become immortal, he must first understand what death is, and the meaning between life and death.
Not all living beings can live forever, and there are a huge number of cultivators, but mortals who live for a hundred years also exist, there are immortal gods on the top, and emperors on the bottom.
The existence of both has its own meaning, and mortals will not be sad because they only have one life, because gods can feel the sadness and loneliness contained in the endless years.
The figure in the depths of the memory, the world that had been almost forgotten, seemed to remind Xiao Yan of countless deaths.
There is no mother in his memory, but there is the father who always makes him feel at ease when he smiles. At the lowest point, there is only one person who will stand behind him regardless of everything.
That is Xiao Yan's kinship...and the only kinship. When the memory that has been buried for thousands of years is uncovered again, the forgetting that was once determined seems to be more profound.
Not only the father, but also many friends and partners. Not everyone can live forever. They will have their own destiny and limits. The most important thing is to be able to complete their life without leaving any regrets.
After dying once, Xiao Yan's picture changed. He turned into a five-year-old child, and some vague memories appeared in his mind. His father lived by herding cattle, and his mother was in charge of labor.
The family is neither rich nor poor, there is meat to eat and rice to eat, and I have never been hungry since memory. Xiao Yan grew up, inherited his father's herding, and then met his beloved woman, married and raised children, and died.
This is the life of a mortal. Although it is short and ordinary, at least it is not sad. Those who love you can still remember it. In the end, when the last person who remembers you dies, it will truly disappear.
A hundred years is like a flash of light, although it is short, it seems more real than God, more like...alive.
Just like death, Xiao Yan has lived through hundreds of generations. He has been a mortal emperor and a poor refugee. He has felt all the sufferings and tastes of life.
(End of this chapter)
After obtaining the mixed god, Xiao Yan can confirm that Zu Chi was the one who used this technique to deal with him at that time, and as expected, the God of Immortality also bestowed a golden energy on Zu Chi.
What Xiao Yan thinks again is, I am afraid that the immortal god in front of him not only taught them, but speaking of his character, as long as he can say something nice, and anyone who can flatter him, it should not be difficult to get the soul mixing technique from him. .
However, compared to Soul Mixing Technique, the golden energy of this original power is more rare. At least this kind of power is very rare, similar to the power possessed by the source of the world like the Heart of Flame.
And it seems that the immortal god in front of him can give it at will, so it must have incomparably majestic original power.
"Can I break through to immortality now?" Xiao Yan raised his head and asked the God of Immortality after cupping his fists slightly to express his gratitude.
"The original power of immortality has been obtained, and you have the qualifications to become immortal, but to truly achieve immortality, it is not enough to have the power of immortality, you also need to have the will of immortality." The God of Immortality replied, Xiao Yan was puzzled when he heard the words color.
"The will of immortality? What is the will of immortality?" Xiao Yan's words sounded a little stupid, but in fact he just wanted the God of Immortality to feel that way. Xiao Yan only wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible. Xiao Yan no longer minded the method.
"That's all, I'm also bored, I still hope you can become stronger as soon as possible, and it will be more fun to beat you up. It's too boring to die with a pinch like now." The Immortal God sighed and shook his head. , and then waved the sleeve robe.
"This is the second good fortune given to you. Whether you can comprehend it or not depends on your own comprehension, but if you can't comprehend even this, then I will take back the art of time that was bestowed upon you."
While the voice of the God of Immortality was still ringing in Xiao Yan's ears, the original emptiness around him instantly became brighter, and the sky appeared, and above the sky were three huge stars, which emanated an incomparably hot temperature when they reflected each other.
When he lowered his head, he saw the desert buried to his ankles. The wind picked up and the yellow sand flew up, and the surroundings were quickly plunged into darkness. Under the extreme heat, the temperature dropped suddenly, and Xiao Yan's body was immediately covered with frost.
At this moment, Xiao Yan seemed to be no longer a powerful ancestral battle god, as if he had become a mortal who didn't even have any power at this moment.
The water on Xiao Yan's body was evaporated in an instant, and the moment the darkness shrouded in darkness, the temperature dropped to the extreme again, directly freezing Xiao Yan, making him unable to move again.
The sense of panic of death came again. Under this feeling, even a god cannot be calm and composed, and after losing all power, it seems that even the laws of nature can easily lose his life after becoming a mortal.
His eyes fell into the darkness, and his consciousness seemed to disappear, but the next moment, Xiao Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a vast ocean in front of him, and he was in this ocean at this moment.
At this time, Xiao Yan closed his five sense organs tightly, feeling as if his lungs were about to explode, and his figure kept falling. Xiao Yan tried to swim towards the surface of the water, but no matter how hard Xiao Yan tried, he could not stop him from continuing. Falling figure.
Xiao Yan's eyes were bloodshot. Ten minutes had passed at this moment, and he had already reached the limit of human beings. Finally, he couldn't help it. A large amount of sea water poured into Xiao Yan's lungs in an instant.
After only choking on a few mouthfuls of seawater, Xiao Yan lost consciousness.
This feeling of unconsciousness caused extreme panic one second before he lost consciousness. In just a short moment, Xiao Yan "died" twice in different ways.
But Xiao Yan still couldn't adapt to this terrifying feeling, and the whole process had reached a desperate situation, and there was no way out, so he could only watch himself "die".
The most desperate thing is that when faced with death, there is nothing you can do.
When Xiao Yan regained consciousness again, there was a cold feeling in his chest, and there were bursts of fighting sounds from around him. When he looked down at his chest, his heart was already pierced by thousands of arrows.
At the time of death, Xiao Yan felt severe pain from his body, and his whole body trembled again. The picture in front of him became more and more blurred, until Xiao Yan felt his body fly up, and after turning 180 degrees in the air, he A headless corpse that was spraying blood appeared in front of him.
Looking at the corpse, Xiao Yan understood that it wasn't him that flew up, but the severed head that flew up.
The experience of death did not end there. The moment he opened his eyes, he was directly swallowed by a huge mouth of the abyss. He died again and again. And the great devastation of the mind.
But even in the face of such devastation, Xiao Yan's will is still firm, because Xiao Yan is feeling death, and if he wants to become immortal, he must first understand what death is, and the meaning between life and death.
Not all living beings can live forever, and there are a huge number of cultivators, but mortals who live for a hundred years also exist, there are immortal gods on the top, and emperors on the bottom.
The existence of both has its own meaning, and mortals will not be sad because they only have one life, because gods can feel the sadness and loneliness contained in the endless years.
The figure in the depths of the memory, the world that had been almost forgotten, seemed to remind Xiao Yan of countless deaths.
There is no mother in his memory, but there is the father who always makes him feel at ease when he smiles. At the lowest point, there is only one person who will stand behind him regardless of everything.
That is Xiao Yan's kinship...and the only kinship. When the memory that has been buried for thousands of years is uncovered again, the forgetting that was once determined seems to be more profound.
Not only the father, but also many friends and partners. Not everyone can live forever. They will have their own destiny and limits. The most important thing is to be able to complete their life without leaving any regrets.
After dying once, Xiao Yan's picture changed. He turned into a five-year-old child, and some vague memories appeared in his mind. His father lived by herding cattle, and his mother was in charge of labor.
The family is neither rich nor poor, there is meat to eat and rice to eat, and I have never been hungry since memory. Xiao Yan grew up, inherited his father's herding, and then met his beloved woman, married and raised children, and died.
This is the life of a mortal. Although it is short and ordinary, at least it is not sad. Those who love you can still remember it. In the end, when the last person who remembers you dies, it will truly disappear.
A hundred years is like a flash of light, although it is short, it seems more real than God, more like...alive.
Just like death, Xiao Yan has lived through hundreds of generations. He has been a mortal emperor and a poor refugee. He has felt all the sufferings and tastes of life.
(End of this chapter)
