PFC Chapter 283 Finale
Chapter 283 Finale
Xiao Zhao found the Xutian Mirror copied by Zhong Li from among a number of magical instruments and placed it in front of the camera.
She bowed to the crowd in the livestream room and said, "Everyone, look in the mirror. This is the real battlefield. This is Sister Li fighting for everyone. We don't need your gifts, just a sincere like. Thank you."
#威爷不威哥: [Damn, a like is free and can save the world, you all are Ultraman. I clicked first, you guys follow!]
#兔子爱吃葱腐: [I believe Zhong Li wouldn't lie, so everyone, please give our anchor a thumbs up.]
#70后打工人: [I hereby announce that anyone who sincerely likes the anchor can come to my Qian's Building to receive 10,000 yuan in cash. This promise is real and valid and can be redeemed immediately.]
#CelebrityDengWeiYi: [Hello everyone, I'm actor Deng WeiYi. I'm calling on everyone to believe in Zhong Li and sincerely pray for her and give her likes. Thank you.]
With these old fans speaking out and popular stars personally coming out to guarantee, the live broadcast room exploded again.
Everyone gave thumbs up, and the power of wishes gradually turned into white fireflies at a speed visible to the naked eye, flying towards Zhong Li little by little.
【Look at the camera, likes really help. 】
Through the Xutian Mirror, the audience in the live broadcast room could clearly see a force of will gathering into a river, surrounding Zhong Li.
Zhong Li was wrapped in the power of wishes, and streams of spiritual energy supported her and nourished her dry spiritual platform.
A slight warmth came from the dantian, and spiritual energy was slowly replenished.
Zhong Li lowered his eyes and looked in the direction of Xiaotian and the others. Someone had already discovered the problem and was targeting them with Xuanling magic.
Chen Changsheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, used his gun to pick up the body of a monster and once again stood in front of the crowd.
The ancient scroll was suspended in mid-air, resisting all of Ding Wei's devouring power and firmly guarding the people below who were fighting against the Xuanling cultivators.
Jing Yan led several powerful men from the Psychic Bureau and fought bravely all the way, and both sides suffered casualties.
The spiritual power here has exceeded the bottleneck of the avenue.
The way of heaven is unstable, and under the suppression of the great way, thunder is rolling and is about to come to the world.
"No, if we continue to waste time like this, even if we can resist the spirit of the weapon, this plane of the world will collapse."
Zhong Li frowned. The Great Dao showed its power, wanting to wipe out all transcendent existence.
She glanced at the immortal road passage that was about to close, gritted her teeth, mobilized all her spiritual energy, and catalyzed the Purple Gold Lotus to the extreme.
"Since you want to become an immortal, I will take you on a journey."
The Dao Lotus wrapped around the Baopu Ding, and lotus threads flew out from the lotus core, wrapping around the body of the Ding. The lotus petals slowly closed, as if to swallow up the Baopu Ding itself.
"No!"
"I am going to embark on the path of true immortality, not a fictitious position."
The spirit of the vessel saw through her intentions, and in shock and anger, the cauldron's body collided violently.
Zhong Li controlled the Dao Lotus to wrap the body of the cauldron, and he himself felt uncomfortable.
The lotus platform was shaken so much that its mind became unstable and blood spurted out of its mouth frequently.
The Dantian area dried up inch by inch and cracks appeared, but was healed by the wishes of everyone.
The spiritual platform dried up and then rested, and gradually became solid without her noticing.
"Oh no, the path to immortality is about to slip away."
After the passage was once again filled with rosy light, it became completely dim, leaving only the size of a windowsill.
The spiritual practitioners who had been hiding in the dark suddenly appeared and attacked Zhong Li with all their might.
Zhong Li fought back, blocking all the attacks by himself. Cracks appeared on the lotus, and the petals were about to fall off.
The cauldron shook again, and almost broke free from Dao Lian's control.
Zhong Li made up his mind and used the golden lotus as a blade to split the void directly, carrying the spirit of the Baopu Ding with him and flying into the path to immortality.
She was forced into a desperate situation and had no choice but to use the spirit of the weapon as a guide and the Baopu Ding as the foundation to take him on the road.
"Do not."
When the two disappeared in the passage, the passage to immortality was filled with bright and dazzling light.
Zhong Li was burned by the rosy glow. He gritted his teeth and used the last of his spiritual energy to transform it into a long whip, dragging Crocodile Ancestor, Old Dragon, and several spiritual practitioners with advanced cultivation into the rosy glow.
"puff,"
"Puff, puff..."
Particles of dust fell from the immortal passage with a smell of blood, and the soul lamps of several great cultivators who were brought into the passage were destroyed.
"wait for me."
At the end of the rosy glow, Zhong Li turned around and smiled, and her words fell on the hearts of Chen Changsheng and others.
Without the devouring spirit of the Baopu Ding, the void became still where it collapsed.
Everyone was stunned, unable to react to the sudden change.
"Alas, it has come to this point. In the end, it was Zhong Li who took on everything."
The ancient scroll sighed and explained to everyone: "This path to immortality is not the same as that path to immortality. This place is the only true realm. Returning to the original state is the true immortal."
"It's a pity that sentient beings are greedy and only pursue the illusory nothingness."
"No, if this place is the immortal place, then what is the purpose of our cultivation? What is the meaning?"
"The Immortal Realm shouldn't be here. If a mortal's life of just a few decades is nothing more than the squalor of an ant, what's the point of living here?"
The ancient scroll sighed again, "Mortals have five senses, and even in just a few dozen days, they can still experience the seven emotions and six desires, greed, ignorance, anger, and madness. The path of cultivation is a vain cycle of years, a long period of boredom. Isn't this another kind of tragedy?"
"The so-called Immortal Realm is nothing more than another virtual world. Time stands still there, and cultivation is nothing more than a false state of being in a state of stillness."
"boom."
Without the support of Zhong Li's spiritual power, the void that was swallowed by the spirit of the weapon collapsed again, and the power of the living creatures floating in the air dissipated everywhere.
The ancient scroll shook, gathering the power of all living beings.
"Your master came from that plane of world."
"Since she has tried her best to bring all threats into the Fallen Immortal Tomb formation diagram, I hope she can really come back again."
The ancient scroll smiled sadly, "Boy, you are still far behind your master in terms of cultivation. You should work hard to cultivate for her."
What he didn't say was that Zhong Li was best at practicing Xuanling Calculation.
If Chen Changsheng could reach the pinnacle of this journey, reaching the height of Zhong Li in her prime, and using the power of deduction to reverse the course of time, he might really be able to bring her back.
After the ancient scroll finished speaking, it flew up from mid-air, and the scroll was infinitely enlarged, and the mountains and rivers reappeared.
In Kunlun Mountain, spiritual veins were sensed one after another, and the mountains that were originally hidden from the world reappeared, like mountains and rivers in ancient scrolls, connecting from the void.
"Master, where are you going?" Chen Changsheng shouted at him.
"My existence is the carrier of the Great Dao. The only true world cannot be destroyed. Zhong Li has taken away all threats, and I also need to repair the hidden dangers of the Great Dao."
As the words of the ancient scroll fell, the Dao pattern vibrated.
The cracks in the road were repaired by the picture of mountains and rivers on the scroll, and the absorbed power of the living beings was stimulated by the scroll, returning to where it came from.
"Reverse the mountains and rivers, reshape time."
The scroll emitted one last ray of light, which shot up into the sky. Wherever it covered, all things fell into a deep sleep.
One month later, Liliqi’s live broadcast room.
Chen Changsheng: "Hello everyone, tonight we will continue the live fortune-telling. As usual, three fortune-tellings a day are free. As long as you give a sincere like, those who are drawn will receive a free fortune-telling."
"Tiantian, when do you think Sister Li will be back? I miss her so much."
Xiao Zhao looked at Zhong Li's magazine on the table and felt a little depressed.
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Xiaotian glanced at him weakly and gently wiped the photo frame on the table with the rag in her hand.
An old scroll hanging on the wall was more dilapidated than before, and she had framed it with a large glass frame.
"Ever since Sister Zhong disappeared, the ancient scroll has refined itself and completed the Great Dao, but it has also made everyone forget the past."
"Now, except for us, no one remembers Sister Zhong."
As she spoke, she felt a little sad.
Chen Changsheng had just ended the live broadcast and came out when he heard her words. He smiled and said, "Grandmaster said that my master's world is originally a void. As long as I practice hard, I will be able to bring her back one day."
He has recently become more harmoniously integrated with the spiritual body of 朏朏, his cultivation has greatly increased, and he has made obvious progress in the field of Xuanling deduction and calculation.
He could feel that during the live broadcast, every time he mentioned his master, he still had the power of vows to enter the void.
This was enough to make him believe that his master was still alive, but just couldn't come back for a while.
He just needs to wait patiently, practice well, and welcome his master's return in the future.
"The whole book is finished!"