PFC Chapter 1018 Qiongbao at 3 Months Old (Supplement)
Chapter 1018 Qiongbao at 3 Months Old (Supplement)
Chapter 1018 Qiongbao at Three Months Old (Supplement)
Ninety-nine immortal mountains stretched out in a continuous expanse, filled with celestial energy and radiant light. Despite the magnificent scenery, Ye Fan, standing beside the tomb, had lost all interest in establishing a sect.
After learning the cause and effect and the details of the ghost mask, he felt a tightness in his skull, his thoughts were in turmoil, and he thought about many things.
He firmly believed that there was no reincarnation and that the primordial spirit would eventually decay. His conversations with Shakyamuni Buddha before coming here gave him a profound understanding of Nirvana, reincarnation, and the soul.
When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; there's no way for them to live on or be reincarnated
Buddhism firmly believes that as one flower withers, another blooms, and the most beautiful brilliance lies in the future.
But life after life, lifetime after lifetime, you will always find two people who look alike. Even if they have the same soul factors, some of their three souls and seven spirits will be different.
Like Buddhist terma (hidden treasures) or spirit communication with the corpse of an emperor, the new consciousness born within the physical body and soul has no relation to its past existence.
"What are you babbling about?" Su Lin, craning his neck, held a sharp sword to the future Heavenly Emperor's neck.
"Once this thing becomes ownerless, it might be available for someone else to use. Take a deep breath; feeling dizzy is normal."
"Wouldn't it be the same result if I used the resurrection artifact to revive him?!" Ye Fan pressed his index and middle fingers together and pushed the sword outward.
"Then go and reincarnate."
"There is no true reincarnation in this world. Even the things that appeared in the later Sacred Ruins era are nothing more than the transformation of matter."
It has no beginning, no end, and no reincarnation; even the cycle of reincarnation is merely a human construct.
“I said I don’t care about this.” Su Lin waved behind him.
"I don't care about this or that, hey, someone over there, give me a hand."
Seeing that these beasts even planned to have Onion Maiden reincarnate to make up for the incompleteness of this world, Ye Fan put on the mask, reflecting all sorts of possibilities for the future, and one of the phantoms looked back.
Even if you reincarnate, the bond between your soul and your body will still exist!
So where did the people who died before go when they were gone?
Su Lin and the others were just trying to scare Ye Fan. After all, even whether individuals with different memories are the same person is still a matter of debate, let alone a blank soul after the primordial spirit has been annihilated and reappeared.
Just like the Great Emperor Wushi believed in the existence of reincarnation, from humans to ants and insects, to the stars in the universe, to a speck of dust, all of these are in the cycle of reincarnation.
When Su Lin clocked in for work, as the Heavenly Dao and the consciousness of the universe, he saw all the phenomena of the heavens from ancient times to the present, and all the naturally born universes were in a cycle of reincarnation.
However, it cannot be said that Ye Fan's idea was wrong.
Just like in the remnants of the Type-Moon universe in the previous life, the past Shirou Emiya and the present Shirou Emiya are just old memories sculpted by nature.
It's like a machine repeatedly manufacturing the same type of product, filled with the same information, but the actual connection is much closer.
However, the Type-Moon remnants in the Abyss are essentially rebranded products, fundamentally different from different models from the same factory.
Slow down
Why did I get dragged into this topic? I came here to discuss the philosophy of reincarnation with you???
Su Lin shook her head, realizing what was happening.
"The ghost mask is a relic of the Ruthless Great Emperor and her brother. Logically speaking, since I found it and discovered its value, and the Ruthless Great Emperor doesn't say anything, then this thing should be mine, right?"
Su Lin narrowed his eyes: "Why did Fellow Daoist Ye steal your love?"
Although it's not yet clear what level of quality it has been upgraded to, even Iwamori is squatting to the side, curiously poking at the mask with his finger, full of curiosity, so it must be pretty good.
If you are still the same young man you were before, without any change, then law-abiding citizen Mr. Su will naturally have nothing to say, since according to the Property Law, the division of ownership is very clear.
But since you say you don't own it, then this thing is ownerless.
After making a major overhaul, you immediately jump out and bind the items. Doesn't that seem a bit unreasonable?
Ye Fan: "."
“Therefore,” Su Lin said, using his divine will to revise and create a silver mask and a gold mask, his tone softening, “I have created two masks in total.”
"Young Ye Hei, did you drop this silver mask or this gold mask?"
Ye Fan's brows twitched violently. He suddenly realized that the guy in front of him didn't actually care that much about who owned the mask, but clearly had other purposes.
The ghost mask has reversed cause and effect, and is now bound to itself.
He hasn't even repaid the favors he received from the City of Heavens. If he were to simply take away the mask, which had been transformed into a heaven-defying treasure, as 'Ye Fan', it wouldn't make sense from either a moral or logical standpoint.
But if he were to admit that the mask belonged to him...
Ye Fan clutched his chest, suddenly feeling a tightness in his chest and even some dizziness, as if he were having a myocardial infarction.
Why are all the roads blocked?
Why is it that after meeting this guy, the adjectives like "clear-headed" and "refreshed" seem to have disappeared from my life?
Ironically, I was the one who benefited the most, and I had no reason to criticize or reprimand this guy's behavior.
I don't know what's going on.
Ye Fan suddenly began to miss the days when he was the only enemy in the world.
Don't worry about so much. What noble families and holy lands, what religious leaders and holy maidens? Although everyone may say a few polite words to embellish the situation, in the end, the truth comes from the fist.
Malice is malice, and goodwill is goodwill.
What is it like to be so kind to the extreme, yet push yourself to the edge of a cliff and want to see what it feels like to jump off?
Gradually, Ye Fan's five senses were emptied, and his hands fell to his sides, as if he had given up thinking.
"It shouldn't be broken."
Su Lin tapped Ye Fan's head, the Holy Body's physical strength producing a crisp sound: "Take your time thinking about it."
At this point, he chuckled, then a smile crept onto his lips as he looked at the eager crowd.
"Who was it that said my souvenir collection was trash?"
Although Ye Fan's thoughts were blocked, Su Lin's were already clear.
I felt refreshed and rejuvenated, as if I had been reborn.
“That’s not important.” Shi Hao pointed to himself: “I have a younger brother, he should also be waiting for me to return to the mortal world.”
"Oh." Su Lin nodded indifferently.
Isn't your differential treatment a bit too obvious?
"Then why don't you consider turning Shi Yi into Shi Yi, so I can explore the potential of that Supreme Bone that once existed in both of your bodies?"
If it can be developed to have the same effect as the mask, it wouldn't be impossible for it to evolve into the cousins of the Pure Hatred Group.
Upon hearing this suggestion, Shi Hao twitched slightly, feeling it was still too bizarre.
"I've always felt that your hobby is unique, and that it will one day create tremendous value."
As Meng Qi spoke, he handed over the diagram of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.
Su Lin caught it and tossed it back into the starry sky: "I told you the weapon won't work."
"Who took away Nuwa Stone?"
"The alchemy furnace is too ordinary and has no value. It won't work."
"Garbage bags are no good, get them out right now! And trash cans and baseball bats are no good either! Don't make my mailbox stink!"
The solution of automatically collecting all the trash bags from the heavens failed, and Xing sighed, dejectedly taking out the items.
"Listen carefully, it can't be weapons or living beings. This method of tapping into the potential of items can't be used casually either; it must be carefully selected. Now you understand the value of my secret collection of items from all worlds, right?"
Su Lin asked, and everyone nodded hurriedly.
Many reflected on the misunderstandings they had made during their previous visit to the God's Treasury and expressed that they would raise their awareness and attach great importance to the development of the value of various monuments.
“Very good, very good.” Su Lin walked straight toward the mailbox.
He passed by Huai Shi, whose eyes were filled with hope as he held the Book of Destiny.
He didn't look at Tony Stark carrying the MK2000 Iron Man suitcase, nor did he pay attention to Li Changshou, who was frantically trying to imply something to him with a paper doll.
He stopped in front of Klein and extended his hand.
They overturned the sealed objects—dice, monocle, masks, etc.—pulled from history onto the ground, resembling a mob of thugs.
Finally, Su Lin opened the subspace vault, took out the Mercedes-Benz he had recently acquired, compressed it, and prepared to mail it along with the car keys.
Meng Qi: "I cannot accept this."
Lu Mingfei: "Bugatti is not convinced."
Is this the result of careful selection?
Are you really going to use this level of item upgrade opportunity on this beat-up Mercedes?!
But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. If a simple bronze mask can be upgraded to its current level, then why does the item that needs to be modified have to be extraordinary?
"Well, I can modify it for you according to my royal BMW's 700 billion standard."
Although Chen Jun, whose personal vehicle is a rather rustic private car, has only been here a short time, he also said that there is no need to waste such an opportunity with an ordinary motor vehicle.
They have extensive experience in car modification. Without changing the appearance, they can add sixty rows of seats and a separate coffee shop to the vehicle, along with a time-space teleportation function, all guaranteed to be the most cutting-edge technology.
“No, yours is a head of state’s vehicle, mine is the Heavenly Emperor’s vehicle.” Su Lin shook his head: “The styles are different.”
Chen Jun thought about it for a moment and nodded, saying, "That makes sense."
"Makes sense my ass! What's wrong with your brains?" Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but complain.
The main god of an alien civilization and a heavenly emperor travel in a modern car – the whole thing is chaotic from the very beginning!
Unfortunately, Su Lin had already made up her mind. After noting that she hoped the Mercedes-Benz would have a fantasy theme, she packed the car and keys together and mailed them out.
Once again, a soaring radiance rose into the sky, piercing through the void.
“I’ve already activated the spirit of this Heavenly Emperor’s vehicle and made it recognize its master. I can’t let it be tied to Ye Fan now.” Su Lin glanced at Ye Fan.
"That thing isn't the Heavenly Emperor's vehicle." Ye Fan, who had just come to his senses, hadn't figured out how to deal with the ghost mask when he saw Su Lin send the Mercedes-Benz away.
Suddenly, my head felt even bigger.
The thought of this guy driving around in a magical Mercedes-Benz, only to find out later that this so-called Heavenly Emperor's vehicle actually belonged to Emperor Ye, made him regret selling the car keys to the other party for such a small profit.
"Why haven't they come back yet?" Su Lin looked up at the sky.
The ghost mask was sent in the blink of an eye, but a minute has passed and the heavily modified email still hasn't been sent back.
boom!
A burst of light fell, and the mailbox lid was lifted.
Countless scattered rays of light converged into an illusory mirror, as if reflecting the mortal world, from which a cold and terrifying killing intent spread.
[The live call has started and will now be charged. The current rate is 0.1 trillion Creation Coins per second. Please note your account balance: "Junior, you've forgotten what I said before."]
Whoosh!
The voice abruptly stopped, and the blurry outline formed a vortex, pulling away the radiance and terrifying killing intent along with it.
[So it's a child of the Eternal God race, oh no, a newborn toddler, it's normal that he doesn't know any better, hahaha]
The tone of the voice shifted seamlessly from stern to gentle and loving: "Baby, you don't seem to have any adults with you. Want to come play over here? You like toy cars, right? Hey, why hasn't that car been fully modified yet?!"
【My Lord, wasn't it you who said you were going to deal with that one with collect on delivery postage?】
[Shut up, fix it right now, I'm busy taking care of the kids.]
Colorful light flowed towards the center and converged, the outline disappeared for a few seconds, and then, compared to its own size, it appeared as if it had become a model of a Mercedes-Benz.
[There's another one, but it hasn't evolved yet, and it's quite young. They all look wild. Emmanuel, you're lucky you're dead.]
The face shrouded in mist glanced at Chen Jun, but finally settled on Su Lin:
[It'll be delivered to you shortly. Don't be afraid, babies. You're all so naive; it's understandable that you didn't understand my previous messages. Just forget about them.]
baby
Are you referring to me?
Su Lin snapped out of the momentary threat, released the divine silence that was about to be extracted from his spiritual world, and canceled the removal of the seal of the Abyss God.
Instead, upon hearing that chilling tone, he instantly shuddered and couldn't help but tremble.
"Senior, what message are you leaving?"
[Uh, the recipient for that mask isn't...] The deity paused, then suddenly realized: [Did you select the wrong recipient for the mail and voice message?]
【That's even better! Look, we need you to drive this little car yourself so we can provide the necessary modifications. Mail yourself over; we're also hosting a light-speed race in our dimension.】
[Feel free to revise anything you're not satisfied with! Whoosh!]
The silhouette lifted the vehicle and slid it back and forth on the ground, as if it were playing the role of a mentally challenged adult teasing a three-year-old child.
"..." Su Lin paused for a moment and said, "This mailbox cannot send living beings."
The car's movement froze for a moment, and the air suddenly became quiet.
"Okay, let me think of something."
[I'll send this little car back to you right away, my dear. The outer void is very dangerous; there are many bad people and perverts watching you. Remember not to wander off aimlessly; this is very important.]
[This time, the major overhaul is fine, but remember to keep your membership card safe and don't lose it.]
The god's tone became more serious.
Then, with a loud bang, the hyperspace mailbox disappeared, only to fall back down in the blink of an eye.
Amidst radiant light, a Mercedes-Benz gleaming with symbols of order appeared before the crowd. A black membership card flew out, displaying 2/5 of its remaining uses, but Su Lin had no intention of using the card again.
At this moment, a fist-shaped dent appeared on the dimensional mailbox, and an alarm sounded: [Warning: The dimensional post office will not accept threats and will never violate its first rule. Even if you pay extra, it will not mail any living being!]
[警告]
“Qiongbao”.
"Shut up."
Noon. Maybe a little late.
I'll be an hour or two late tonight.
(End of this chapter)