PFC Chapter 640 Fireworks (End of Zhutian City)
Chapter 640 Fireworks (End of Zhutian City)
Chapter 640 Fireworks (End of Zhutian City)
"Dad, I'm leaving." Yang Jian greeted the man he had only seen in his portrait.
"Are you coming back for dinner tonight? Your mother and your aunt went shopping at the mall and said they would bring you snacks." Yang Xiaotian wiped his greasy hands with the corner of his apron and walked out of the kitchen.
He looked like a househusband, and the pungent sour and spicy smell of chopped peppers wafted out of the kitchen along with the smoke.
Yang Jian didn't know how to answer. He looked at the figure who looked 70% similar to himself and said:
"Next time"
In the end, he still did not give the All-Recognition Talisman to the other party to awaken his true self-awareness.
Indeed, in this way, he could obtain a lot of useful information. This father, with whom he had no feelings for, could be of some help as a messenger of the Ghost Post Office.
He knows the framework of the future, but the details are also key.
If it were my old self, I would definitely make this choice without thinking.
But now, perhaps it is because the sense of urgency of the life-and-death crisis has faded a lot.
'Or maybe'
Yang Jian took a last look at this bright house. If possible, he would like to take his mother's real body over and live out his old age in this world.
But there are not so many possibilities. You need to assess the situation and know yourself.
Choosing to adapt when you don’t have the ability is not out of inner strength, but because it is the only way to survive better.
The big guys in the group said that this world was built on the sacrifices of other worlds, so it needs to be destroyed.
If he were to choose, he would not necessarily choose to destroy it, after all, he cannot see the other worlds.
But now I don’t have to choose between the two.
Even if he returns to that world, as long as he is given time, he can protect his mother and live well.
Maybe I can end the supernatural era early and get a cross-border job as soon as possible.
"Before the return of the Heavenly Court, I was away from home all year round to deal with supernatural incidents, which caused your mother a lot of hardship, and you also had a hard time."
Yang Xiaotian sighed:
"You matured earlier than I thought. I won't tell you what to be careful of when you are out there. Society is complicated. Some people can be trusted, and some can't. You should be able to judge for yourself."
When Yang Jian turned around and prepared to leave, what Yang Xiaotian said stunned Yang Jian.
"You have no choice. You have to support your family, and you are doing this for us," Yang Jian said.
Yang Xiaotian smiled and said, "Actually, I don't want you to follow your cousin's career path. The responsibility and risk are too great. I just hope you're safe."
"Your cousin just went out to enforce the law. He was fighting with knives."
"There's nothing I can do. I need to eat." Yang Jian spread his hands.
Although everyone in this world has a bit weird cognition and memory, and their speech is full of flaws, Yang Jian has gradually gotten used to it.
"It's not their only job. They can survive if they join the Zhatian Chamber of Commerce and work in a factory... Forget it. I saw a report on TV that they are 007."
Yang Xiaotian waved his hand: "Health is also important. If you can't do that, you can drive a bus. I know an old man who drives a bus. Every day after get off work, he drinks tea and buys lottery tickets. His life is very leisurely."
The old man you are talking about must win the lottery every day to be so leisurely, right?
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Yang Jian felt that he was in a difficult situation and could only choose to remain silent. He paused and said, "What if my test scores are not ideal and I have no choice but to follow my cousin's path?"
Yang Xiaotian thought for a moment and said, "Then I can only hope that you will do your best, take responsibility, and protect yourself."
Yang Jian nodded, put on his shoes, and opened the iron door which was beginning to gain some presence and whose color had faded a little.
"Smile more when you have nothing to do."
Yang Xiaotian's voice came from behind: "Have fun when you go out, and don't drink."
Bang.
The iron door is closed.
If the evil spirit hadn't resurrected, perhaps this would have been his normal life.
Yang Jian thought about it, but he didn't have any big mood swings. After all, life is not perfect. There will always be regrets, from big regrets to small regrets. Pursuing perfection is too tiring.
"Regret? Perfect?"
Yang Jian frowned, then walked downstairs along the concrete steps. When he reached the downstairs of the apartment building in Guanjiangkou Community, he saw two unexpected figures.
"That's it. Go and do your thing." Yang Tianyou was talking to Yang Jian. When he saw Yang Jian coming out, he nodded slightly:
"I came to play chess with your father."
As he passed by with a smile on his face, his presence became even weaker.
"Aren't you on a patrol?" Yang Jian asked puzzledly.
"With so many powerful people, I feel like one more or one less won't make a difference." Yang Jian looked toward the sky and said with a smile:
"To put it in modern terms, I was just slacking off and came to see my father off for the last time."
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Yang Jian felt that this God was quite up to date with the times, but when he thought about his boss, the Emperor of Heaven, it was quite reasonable.
"My father said that being able to cultivate a marriage with my mother for this lifetime is already eternal happiness."
Yang Jian held up an empty dog leash and said, "He said he was content, but I can see that he still cares about this reunion."
"Speaking of which, speaking of feelings..."
"Can the woman who is dancing with His Majesty now reveal some information?"
"Taibai is worried that if he meets that person in heaven one day, he won't know how to address him, which would be impolite."
The words took a 90-degree turn and Yang Jian almost couldn't react. He had even thought of the words to comfort the other party.
"I don't know much about it either," Yang Jian said directly, "It's a witch. Wait, Lord God, haven't you seen the movie?"
I went to the cinema and watched the movie for four days and three nights that day. If I were still the "ordinary person" I used to be, I would probably have been worn out by the resurrection of evil spirits and suffered a lot.
"Oh, speaking of that thing called a movie, Yang Jian in it is really powerful."
Yang Jian patted Yang Jian's shoulder and said, "I feel like the undead evil being suppressed in there is very similar to the weirdness you encountered, my cousin."
It's so complicated, these gods really have a hundred minds, and it's true that the longer they live, the sharper their eyes become.
Even the meticulous Yang Jian felt pressured. Just as he was about to say it was a coincidence, he suddenly felt a burst of heat in his body.
"The Emperor of Heaven has set up a regular inspection in the Heavenly Palace. It's almost time. I've taught you so many spells before. You can use your skills to help me. Let me see your learning results."
Yang Jian said with a smile: "I used to be able to obey orders but not instructions, but now I can't do that anymore. I would rather be punished by thunder than suffer that kind of love disaster."
"Roaring Sky Dog, come upstairs when you're done peeing."
Amid Yang Jian's confused expression, Yang Jian shouted into the bushes in the community garden, then walked towards the corridor.
"What are you doing in a daze? Go."
"Oh"
I didn't expect that a rookie like me would have to go to the battlefield.
Yang Jian, who secretly taught him a lot of magic spells for free, can be considered half of his master, so it’s no problem for him to help out.
'If we're going to fight, it depends on the situation, but the boss seemed to be talking about the origin of the universe or something,' Yang Jian thought.
Feeling a steady flow of power in his body, he began to release it instinctively.
Ghost eyes, ghost shadow.
It was as if there was a brand new law that enveloped these "ghosts", allowing one's will to override and control these things, and also had a strengthening effect on the rules.
'God willing?'
Yes, it was the power that Boss Tiandi gave to everyone before.
It’s just that my cultivation level was not high before, and I felt it was useless, so I ignored it.
Wait?! The ghost realm and even higher levels can be used at will.
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, jumped up immediately, and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.
Yang Jian upstairs withdrew his gaze.
Before, the Confucian saint had been advising me to remember my responsibilities and seal the Emperor of Heaven. I only listened to him after being kicked in the head by a dog.
but
"If that movie is true, then wouldn't it be that after using Qu Yanping, the Emperor of Heaven or the headmaster saved another Yang Jian, and he is the current Yang Jian?"
'Although Qu Yanping's soul was finally borrowed by the evil god named Azathoth, there is a loophole.'
'Why did the soul of Qu Yanping, who was possessed by Gu Yue Fang Yuan, appear in the hands of Lord Haotian immediately after his self-destruction? Could it be that Gu Yue Fang Yuan's actions have always been under the watchful eyes of the Lord of Heaven, or even deliberately allowed it to happen? Or...'
Movie?
No one on the Wanjie Tongshi Forum believed that this was just a movie.
Yang Jian stroked his chin and thought for a while, then shrugged his shoulders, turned around and walked into the room that was beginning to become illusory, picked up the vibrating phone and pressed the answer button.
"Hey, Mom"
"When will my uncle hold his wedding banquet? How should I know?"
Countless exquisite wish seals emerged, hanging the universe upside down, floating above the sea of wishes but carrying the sea of wishes. The great wish ship that blurred the boundaries of time and space and perception suddenly exploded with a crack.
The fierce light emitted by the collapse of the stars flashed out from the crack in an instant.
Afterwards, the immeasurable vows it carried poured into the Sea of Vows, and many great realms flowed out along with these vows, but soon, the Great Vow Ship was restored to its original state as if it had been refreshed.
Some creatures whose long-cherished wishes had long been fulfilled suddenly felt as if something mysterious was leaving them. Some beautiful worlds reflected in their great wishes were being shattered. Some powerful creatures looked up at the sky in despair, their eyes full of fear as if they had seen a doomsday scene.
In some worlds where murderous intent is everywhere, lives are lost, and despair and numbness become the norm, there may be a sense of satisfaction, or the elimination of misfortune, or memories, thoughts, obsessions, and pursuits. All these beautiful feelings and moments instantly eliminate karma and balance a certain invisible direction of fate.
Occasionally, there are creatures who are good at deduction or divination and actually see a glimmer of hope in the midst of doomsday.
No matter what the situation is, all living beings in the world feel it at the same time!
The sky was covered with soft golden glow, like a mysterious figure of a descending god, towering above the universe.
"Yang Jian?! It's Yang Jian——!!!"
The traders in Zhutian City, especially the creatures imprisoned in the Cauldron of Emperor Yan's Strange Fire, who didn't know when they would become medicine guides, all cried out in shock.
Like the first ray of light at dawn, warm and bright.
“The hunting star god! He has suppressed the forbidden area for countless years and is the only supreme being who still stands on the side of all living beings in the heavens!”
Someone exclaimed: "He's still alive! He hasn't been replaced?!"
Some people were pleasantly surprised: "Great, there is help, there is help!!"
"Did I see it in the Heavenly Palace of Zhutian City before?" Someone muttered to himself, wondering, "Did I remember it wrongly?"
"Xiu is talking nonsense!"
Someone immediately scolded him.
The Star God of Destruction, who was guiding all the worlds towards entropy and silence, with eyes of molten gold, stopped. The divine body constructed from countless stars and universes stopped the action of swinging the beam of light at the Great Wish Ship.
The demonic energy was surging, his eyes were filled with tears of blood, and Yuanshi Tianmo, who had just collected the infinite light of wish produced by the splitting of Yaotian into the Nine Netherworlds, also paused. There was darkness all around him, and there was nothing but chaos.
His whole body was entangled in the divine chains of order, and there were black divine patterns on his body that gave off ominous meanings. His every move was like the collapse of heaven and earth. The speed at which he destroyed the worlds in the Sea of Wishes was far faster than that of other handsome gods who devoured all worlds. The sword in his hand cut through the sky and he looked at Yang Jian in confusion.
Even the Dark Emperor Ye Fan, who had just left the Zhutian City, stood in the void and stared at Yang Jian.
All living beings were weeping, and their wails shook the world. After the news was spread by those in the know, countless people began to call out the name "Yang Jian".
"We shouldn't be greedy!"
"Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, please save the heavens and myriad worlds once again!"
"Follow the order you gave to yourself and suppress these evil spirits coming out of the restricted area!"
All living beings were calling out, all living beings were begging, they were expressing their excitement and respect. The creatures in the City of the Heavens were crying loudly and feeling ashamed at the same time.
The Confucian saints gave everyone a chance, but they were blinded by the realization of their wishes and created the conditions for the Devourer of All Worlds to break the seal again.
Pray to the heaven, the way of heaven goes against the nine underworlds, kowtow to the gods, and the East Emperor falls to the stars.
The Three Pure Ones, the Lord of Heaven, all the gods and demons have reversed
But when the heavens were about to experience a devastating disaster that could not be recorded by years and time, this god selflessly reappeared.
"Yang Jian."
"Yang Jian!"
Amid the calls, a staircase leading to the sky descended, and Yang Jian walked out with his eyes closed, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, under the gaze of tears and hope of all living beings.
Drops of blood flowed from the golden-patterned sky eye.
The bloody light of resentment quietly spread, and a few more eye slits appeared on Yang Jian's face. He opened all his eyes at once, and the full red light spread all over the world.
Everything seemed to be still, and countless Yang Jians became the ultimate "one" under the folding of time and space. He raised the three-pointed, double-edged sword and smashed it hard at the big wish ship.
"???"
Boom——!
Seeing this, Xing, not wanting to be outdone, raised the beam of light again and swung it down as if to see who was stronger.
Boom——!
Just like the first ring of a bell, the other 'Supremes' continued with their actions as if nothing had happened.
Boom, boom, boom, boom
One after another, under the dull gaze of all the creatures in Zhutian City, these attacks fell on the Great Wish Ship, causing the entire Wish Sea to waver in fear, and the cracks grew larger and larger.
"Yang Jian."
"Also reversed?"
Following someone's words, Zhutian City fell into a long silence.
Various strange phenomena filled the sky, and the huge knocking was transmitted in a sense beyond the comprehension of living beings, the speed was getting faster and faster, and finally.
When everything reached its climax, Su Lin and Irena stopped in their tracks of destruction.
"Do you like watching fireworks?" Su Lin asked.
"Not bad." Irena asked in confusion, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
In the void.
Under the prying eyes of many hidden sights.
The universe is like a black hole that pulls in all the worlds, with all the worlds converging, blocking and squeezing each other at the edge.
Not long ago, the golden raft, dragged into it by a great force, staggered to the edge where the universe and the void overlapped.
It began to break into pieces.
light.
Overflowing from the broken places.
Then it stretched endlessly into the distance.
Countless dust-like debris of the world were burning and exploding wantonly, covering the void and scattering without any rules!
Infinite light and infinite heat burst out from the wreckage.
Once again it flowed into a vast river of light, filling the void like a rain curtain, and the flames were like flowers, blooming in the universe.
'Food scraps?'
Some prying eyes tried to trace the origin of these wreckages and looked in the direction of the original raft.
A figure was staring into the void, and on his body, it seemed as if layers of universes were stacked up one after another. Under the extremely bright light, there seemed to be a terrifying color hidden.
From the chaotic ocean, light and shadow slowly raised the essence of the origin of the universe in their hands and cast greedy eyes around.
Screams of fear and soul fluctuations suddenly exploded from all over the void.
The curtains were rolling with drizzle. In a wooden building on the edge of a cliff, a five-stringed harp was playing a desolate tune.
With a bamboo umbrella slightly tilted, a well-dressed man in a white robe stopped in front of the door, silent.
"It is said that the Great Wish Ship can fulfill all wishes, make up for regrets, and fulfill all wishes." The female voice murmured softly:
"But why is it that when I come here, I find myself nowhere to be found?"
"This proves that the Great Wish Ship is not omnipotent." Beiwu held up a bamboo umbrella, and raindrops fell into the puddles reflecting the sky, splashing clouds and mud:
“There is never any real perfection.”
The sound of the piano floated for dozens of breaths before it stopped. The woman walked out of the house, letting her clothes get wet by the water.
"Now it's complete." The woman looked at him and said slowly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboo umbrella fell to the ground.
“All I can see is the present.”
As if she was speaking out the words that had been buried in her heart, the woman picked up the bamboo umbrella and returned to the wooden house. The melodious sound of the piano rang out again.
After a long time, the haze and fog were broken by a ray of light that was neither clear nor bright.
Look up at the crack in the clouds, that's where the light is coming in.
(End of this chapter)