Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 3380 Eternal Saint King (finale)

Hearing this, Dieyue said: "So, he chose to destroy the old world with his own hands, and gave you the opportunity to create a new world, and also gave you the souls of all beings in the three thousand worlds."

Su Zimo nodded.

Dieyue said: "At the beginning, your martial arts real body stayed with him in the Holy Market for tens of thousands of years. With his eyesight, everything about the martial arts real body should not be hidden from him."

"He didn't shoot the martial arts deity, maybe it was for that moment."

Referring to this matter, Su Zimo sighed softly and said, "There is another reason why he didn't take action against the martial arts deity."

"This is also a scene that I only saw after the martial arts deity created the universe in the beginning and gained more powerful power."

"In the land of the holy ruins, when the Holy King of Reincarnation mentioned the Holy King of Life, he actually omitted an important message."

"The flesh and blood of the Holy King of Life was scattered and transformed into a human race of the three thousand worlds. The Holy King of Reincarnation did not mention the whereabouts of the soul of the Holy King of Life."

After cultivating to the Holy King of Heaven, it is impossible for the soul to disappear without a trace.

Even Chaos Qinglian has been reincarnated several times.

Dieyue looked suddenly, and said: "You mean..."

Su Zimo nodded and said, "The birth of Martial Dao itself has always been a mystery. I once had doubts, just creating Martial Dao and condensing the fruit of Martial Dao, why does it give rise to soul and self-will."

"It wasn't until the very beginning of the martial arts deity that I learned that it was the soul of the Holy King of Life that gave life to the martial arts!"

The soul of the Holy King of Life does not enter reincarnation.

She is always looking for her own heir.

A person with great perseverance, great courage, great wisdom, great fearlessness, and great mind.

Only in this way can there be a glimmer of hope to change the three thousand worlds!
Until the desolate martial arts established the road, the martial arts were born.

Martial arts is born!

And the Holy King of Life gave life to martial arts!
The Saint King of Samsara can see the shadow of the Saint King of Life on the body of the martial arts deity.

But the martial arts deity is not the Holy King of Life after all.

So, at some point, the way the Saint King of Samsara looked at him would be a little weird.

Dieyue said: "In this way, when Chaos Qinglian and the Holy King of Life joined forces to break the three thousand worlds, the purpose is not only to hurt the five Taishi Yuanling."

"The more important thing is to let the soul of the Holy King of Life break free through the broken three thousand worlds. It is precisely because of this that an anomaly that jumps out of the three worlds and is not in the five elements is created."

Su Zimo said, "Only with the power to break away from the Three Thousand Worlds can we create a new world."

Dieyue said: "The Holy King of Samsara has long known the intention of the Holy King of Life, so he will give you the opportunity to create a new world."

"He trusts you so much because of the Holy King of Life."

Hearing this, Su Zimo shook his head and said, "Reincarnation trusts the Holy King of Life, but may not trust me."

"Remember what the Holy King of Samsara said to the Demon Lord before the destruction of the three thousand worlds?"

Butterfly nodded.

Su Zimo said, "With the Demon Lord's cultivation, the Holy King of Samsara cannot be threatened at all. But at that time, the Holy King of Samsara said something like that to him, which seemed redundant."

"I think the words of Saint King Samsara may have been addressed to me."

"People's hearts can change. He was worried that after I created a new world, I would be obsessed with the power and status of the Lord of All Spirits, the Sovereign of the Three Realms, and lost myself, so he said those words to remind me."

Butterfly Moon was silent.

Fortunately, Su Zimo finally made his own choice.

After a while, Dieyue smiled and said, "This is just your guess. I am afraid that only he himself knows what Samsara thinks."

"Yes."

Su Zimo also smiled.

"Let's go, it's time to leave."

Dieyue waved her hand and said, "Everyone will wait for you."

Su Zimo stepped forward, walked out of the house hand in hand with Dieyue.

When he came to the streets of Pingyang Town and looked at everything around him, Su Zimo was taken aback.

These are all created by the martial arts deity in the new three thousand worlds based on memory. Most of them seem familiar, but they are also slightly different.

There was a rush of running behind him, getting closer and closer.

"Hurry up, the storytellers are almost finished!"

"Ah, I've been busy and forgot, I don't know if it's too late."

A pair of boys and girls are running towards this side.

The voice was a little familiar.

Su Zimo looked sideways subconsciously.

The girl ran past the two of them, turned around inadvertently, and happened to meet Su Zimo's gaze.

Su Zimo and the girl were both slightly startled.

The girl's footsteps stopped subconsciously and looked at Su Zimo with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

"Meng Qi, what's the matter with you, it's too late to wait any longer."

The boy tugged at her sleeve and urged.

"oh oh."

The girl regained her senses and quickly ran away.

"What happened to you just now?"

While running, the boy asked.

The girl shook her head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the man in the blue shirt seems to have seen it somewhere."

"I'm not impressed."

The teenager teased: "You didn't see it in a dream, did you?"

"Humph!"

The girl snorted softly and said, "Don't say it, I really had a dream before, and I even worshipped the fairy door!"

"cut!"

The young man was also disdainful, and said, "What's the matter? I still dreamed that I was picking stars with my hands, and I was all over the world."

The girl was a little lost for a moment, and said: "However, my dream is not very good."

Looking at the retreating backs of the young and young, Su Zimo smiled relievedly.

The two walked side by side for a while, and saw a large-scale mansion not far away. A man and a woman stood at the door, looking at a toddler in front of him, with a doting face.

"Big brother..."

Seeing this man, Su Zimo's eyes were slightly red and he murmured softly.

Su Hong in front of him, without the hideous scar on his cheek, has already married and had children.

Su Hong seemed to feel something, and looked towards Su Zimo.

Seeing Su Zimo and the two of them, Su Hong nodded slightly. After saying hello, he looked away, obviously not recognizing Su Zimo.

Although the martial arts deity opened up the great wilderness and evolved all beings, but hundreds of millions of souls have experienced such changes, and after several reincarnations, not everyone's memories can be preserved.

"Big brother has a new life, which is actually pretty good. Let's not disturb them."

Xiao Ning's voice came from behind.

Su Zimo nodded.

Su Hong suffered too much pressure and pain in his life.

Without those memories, it may also be a relief for him.

Su Zimo looked back.

Beside Xiao Ning, Ye Ling was still standing.

A group of people are walking towards this side, all of them are old friends, Monkey, Tiger, Lin Zhan, Linglong Fairy, Jihuo Daojun, Long Ran, Mingzhen, Taoyao, Nianqi, Beimingxue...

Yan Beichen walked hand in hand with a woman, it was Qin Pianran.

Everyone looked at Su Zimo, the laughter in their eyes became stronger and stronger, and finally they couldn't help but burst into laughter, ignoring the eyes of others.

There is nothing more gratifying than the reunion and reunion of these old friends.

Hearing the laughter here, the storyteller just fell to the ground, looked around, and cupped his hands: "This story is over, see you all."

"I missed a lot and haven't heard it yet!"

Someone couldn't help but complain.

The Taoist threw down a heavy old book and said, "Everything I said is in it, you can take a look."

After speaking, the Taoist priest pushed aside the crowd and ran towards Su Zimo and others.

Everyone stepped forward and picked up the old book. Someone shouted at the Taoist priest's back: "Hey! Storyteller, why doesn't this book have a name?"

The priest patted his forehead.

This ancient book was originally a biography written by the previous generation of storytellers in Xuanji Palace.

A previous generation of storytellers said that he didn't write the name of this biography because I don't know what your future achievements will be.

If I can't finish this biography, I'll have to rely on the next generation of storytellers.

This biography was passed down to Lin Xuanji, and it has been recorded forever, but the name of the biography is still blank.

The Taoist priest was in a hurry to turn with the crowd, and was too lazy to think about it, and then said, "I don't know how to write it, so I'll leave it to you."

Everyone was slightly disappointed.

After listening for so long, it ended like this, and everyone always felt a little regretful in their hearts and felt lost.

Before taking a few steps, the Taoist stopped again, looked back at the people, and said, "However, the Holy King of Wild Martial Arts in the book left a sentence in this world before he incarnated into the Tao of Heaven."

"There is no one in this world that can live forever, never die, and I am the same. Heaven is reincarnated, and there are times when it rises and falls. I only wish that the martial arts in the world will prosper, everyone is like a dragon, chivalrous and immortal, and grandeur will last forever!"

Someone was excited.

Some people are already in tears.

One person clenched his fist and said, "Martial Dao is never one person, but a group of people. It is a civilization, a belief, and a spirit of unyielding resistance and indomitable progress! Even if the night comes, as long as the martial arts spirit does not die, there will be Become a kind of fire, and one day, it will illuminate the mountains and rivers!"

An old man sighed and said: "The Holy King of Wild Martial Arts has become a supreme being that surpasses all living beings, transcends the heavenly way, and can be called the only one in the Three Realms. But he didn't have any nostalgia, but chose to establish reincarnation, open up the great wasteland, and rebuild the order. The world has also given the creatures of all races, and it has given the opportunity to all living beings in the world to be like dragons.

"I heard that the book has mentioned a kind of hexagram before, what is the use of nine, seeing the group of dragons without a head, Ji, is this also implied?"

"When he cultivates to that realm, he is already the only one in the Three Realms. No one can shake his position, but it is the most rare thing to restrain one's heart and give up everything."

"The Holy King of Wild Martial incarnates the way of heaven, and his soul dissipates, but he left the most precious thing behind to inspire future generations and inherit it for eternity. That is the eternal spirit of martial arts!"

"The storyteller!"

A child seemed to think of something, squeezed out of the crowd, chased after a few steps in a row, panted slightly, looked at the storyteller's back, and shouted, "Your book is called the Eternal Holy King, okay?"

"Okay."

The storyteller responded with a smile, turned his back to the crowd, waved goodbye, walked side by side with those in front, and gradually disappeared at the end of the avenue...

The whole book is finished.

　Three chapters in a row, and the last chapter is three thousand words, and it ends with flowers.Take a breath, I will finish writing this testimonial in two days. I have a lot of things I want to say, and I will chat with you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)