Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Solving the problem of two heavenly beings alone in this gap between reality and reality...Wang Luo felt that even if he thought seriously for a moment, he had lost his mind.

Therefore, after the Lord of Heaven died suddenly, Wang Luo immediately started looking for the next Lord of Heaven.

And soon, he gained something.

There are thousands of scrolls under the Book of Heaven, but not every one of them can naturally attract his attention. After looking at the three scrolls just now, Wang Luo already understood one thing.

The scrolls he saw subconsciously were all drawn by someone's eyes, and that person was...

Thinking like this, Wang Luo found the person he was looking for in the fourth scroll as expected.

It was a world where the timeline had just advanced to the year 1300 of the New Immortal Calendar, and the painting was depicting the hustle and bustle of the square in Rong City. A white-haired old man in the crowd pointed to a group of gorgeous golden statues in the middle of the square and told his grandson stories about the past.

Nearly a hundred years ago, a life-and-death war broke out in this city. At that time, the Immortal Alliance made huge sacrifices and finally defeated the Demon Lord of Jingzhou. Now, the bodies of the Demon Lord and his lackeys have been refined into taxidermy statues and suppressed in Rongcheng forever.

The old man's story was full of emotions about his boyhood. After the story was told, Wang Luo heard familiar footsteps coming from beside him. Without waiting to turn around, the Lord of Heaven spoke narrowly.

"You reacted very quickly this time..."

Wang Luo smiled: "I knew you wouldn't be the only one. The world under my feet was instantly divided into tens of millions. I have seen more than one Taichu Tianzun. How can you be unique?"

But then, the Lord of Heaven asked a natural question: "Well said, then, which one is true?"

Wang Luo's smile faded slightly: "I can't tell, but obviously it can't all be true...According to calculations, no matter how strong Tianzun is, he is far from omnipotent. After more than two years of long-term war, he lost thousands of copies. , his strength is no longer what it used to be. Even if he risked his life at this time, it would be impossible to create thousands of incarnations, and there was no need to destroy these scrolls. His enemy was Taixu. …”

At this point, Wang Luo's speech gradually slowed down because he found that there was a big contradiction in it.

If Taichu Tianzun cannot have thousands of clones, then how many clones can the Lord of Heaven beside him, who has been refined into a weapon spirit, have? In just a short moment, he easily fished out two Heavenly Lords from thousands of scrolls. Are they... real?

After all, even if the illusory ruins are covered by a curtain of water, they are still in an area where reality and fiction blend, and what you see with your eyes may not necessarily be your reality.

Seeing Wang Luo's silence, the Lord of Heaven couldn't help but smile: "Haha, it seems you have finally realized that, yes, everything you just saw and what you see now are all fake. The thousands of worlds under your feet were only born because of what you witnessed. The moment of spring water only includes you alone. Everything you see and feel here is a decoration born according to your wishes, just like the thousands of distracting thoughts in the human heart, you must imagine it in your heart. The image of the Immortal Alliance winning a great victory and unifying the Nine Provinces must also be the image of the Immortal Alliance being annihilated and Taichu regaining control of the world, so..."

Wang Luo couldn't help but interrupt: "However, in the scene I just saw, Tianzun's magical power is far beyond my knowledge. And when you talked in front of me, there were many things in your words that I didn't know at all. These brand-new insights It’s impossible for knowledge to be my own delusion.”

The Lord of Heaven asked back: "Why not? Who stipulates that a person can only know what he has seen and heard? Isn't there anyone who is born to know? Do the memories and knowledge you have now come from you?"

Wang Luo was stunned for a moment and asked: "So, someone has instilled knowledge in me?"

The Lord of Heaven asked again: "Does knowledge have to be instilled by people? Only after you enter this gap can you know the origin of heaven and earth. Who instilled this knowledge into you?"

Wang Luo was silent for a moment and said, "No more Riddler, just tell me what you have to say."

The Lord of Heaven smiled and said: "These words should be given to yourself. When you say this, the answer has already emerged in your heart. Now, don't deceive yourself and others, let alone be restricted by the constraints of the real world. Go boldly Understand the truth of the world, only in this way can you reach the end of this trip..."

The voice of the Lord of Heaven gradually became lower, because at this time, in the scroll he came from, the timeline had reached the year 1500 of the New Immortal Calendar. After nearly two hundred years of washing, the golden statues in Rongcheng Square had become mottled. Like this city, it is in decline. The statue, which had been in disrepair for a long time, collapsed during a heavy rainstorm, and the fleeing Lord of Heaven also disappeared like smoke.

Amidst the sound of the rainstorm, the shackles that bound Wang Luo's cognition in his heart also collapsed.

"So... that's it. No wonder you have to enlighten me. If you don't tell this incredible conjecture from an 'outsider', I'm afraid I will never believe it."

After speaking, Wang Luo took a deep breath, and a ball of condensed true essence condensed on the tip of his right index finger, and fell on the blank scroll at his feet like a pen covered in ink.

He solemnly and seriously wrote down the conjectures and perceptions that were already solid in his mind.

"This world is false."

Almost at the same time as this line of writing was written, the tens of thousands of scrolls that were surging like the stormy waves under the paper float disappeared into thin air.

The scene in front of him returned to the scene when he first entered the ruins hall, with clear and gorgeous spring water gurgling in front of him.

However, compared to before, there were many more people in the hall that had never been there before.

A petite and flawless girl was leaning against the spring pool, sleeping soundly... and a woman in purple was willing to be a human mattress, holding her in her arms, and at this time she also lowered her head and made a soft snoring sound.

Beside Lu Youyou and Mo Yu, there were Yulong Jun, Qingyuan Jun and others, who all looked a little embarrassed, but they were fine.

Of course, not all the missing people were here, but seeing them, Wang Luo also put his biggest worry to rest.

Everyone was not dead, but was trapped by the gap between reality and illusion of the illusion ruins. I guess at this time, they were also in their own worlds, struggling in the stormy waves of thousands of scrolls.

However, Wang Luo did not intend to wake them up, because sleeping was just an appearance. In fact, they did not really exist here, but were sleeping and lost in an uncertain way. Unless they could see the truth of the world in the spring like himself, they would have to sleep forever...

So, it was no wonder that the Ascension Record was blank before. It was not that the Ascension Record itself was restricted by someone. If it was really because Taichu Tianzun abolished the power of the mountain lord in the future, then the Ascension Record would not be able to emit even a trace of light in Wang Luo's hands.

Wang Luo was able to use golden light to subdue the people in the Lingshan territory, which meant that the Ascension Record was not faulty. It was just that the words recorded in the book about Lu Youyou and others also showed the same uncertain characteristics as their bodies fell into the gap between reality and illusion. And if there is not enough cognitive ability, then the Ascension Record will become a wordless book.

Now, Lu Youyou's situation has been clearly presented in the Ascension Record. This transformed spirit deer really doesn't need others to worry about it. She is riding the wind and waves in the cracks, and even calling the wind and rain... I'm afraid she can wake up by her own strength without anyone's help, and even rescue others.

Then, Wang Luo doesn't need to bother here... Besides, these people in front of him are actually fake. The scene we see now is not equal to the truth. In other words, if the core of the problem cannot be truly solved, then even the truth may be reversed into a falsehood.

So, after a slight relief, Wang Luo continued to use his fingers as a pen and wrote the second line of words on the stone floor under his feet.

People can know it by nature.

This line of words burst into a faint golden glow when it landed, but the glow soon dimmed and extinguished, as if it was not true.

Wang Luo frowned, a little puzzled, is there anything wrong with this cognition? Or, even if it is not true, who is qualified to deny him?

...Undoubtedly, only I would deny myself so bluntly. In an instant, Wang Luo seemed to hear the laughter of "Lord of Heaven".

This is obviously a hint. Lord of Heaven... Who is the Lord of Heaven who appeared in the false world just now?

The real Lord of Heaven was dead as early as when they parted in Jingzhou. The Lord of Heaven seen in the illusion now is obviously not the real Lord. Then, a person who looks exactly like me but is not the Lord of Heaven, naturally has only one possibility.

That is also me, but not the me on this timeline.

When this inspiration broke out, Wang Luo quickly reorganized his thoughts and gave another guess.

People can know the future... No, to be precise, for a person with a complete concept, cognition is not divided into the past, present and future.

This sentence is still a bit vague and inaccurate in Wang Luo's view, but there is no better way to summarize it for a while, so he still put down his fingertips and wrote this line of words.

This time, there was no glow, but Wang Luo had many clear insights in his mind.

That was not something that someone had told him, or a superficial understanding, but it was as if he had finally learned the truth after a long and arduous search.

At the same time, the line of words that fell under his feet was also changed to another expression.

"Immortals, you can know the affairs of three lives."

For immortals whose way of existence has gradually become metaphysical, the concept of timeline will actually become increasingly weak. Perhaps ordinary true immortals and golden immortals will still be restricted by this, but for those who have gradually deepened their practice and can even touch the starry sky, time is just an ordinary measure.

"So, I really have the appearance of an immortal?" With a hint of playfulness, Wang Luo tried to write the third line of words.

"Reality comes from endless illusions."

When this last line of words fell to the ground, the whole world seemed to be broken into countless fragments, sliding down from the side like broken glass.

The hall, the spring, and the people sleeping around the spring...even the whole world outside the Rongcheng workshop disappeared at this moment.

Wang Luo knew that he had finally come to the core of the problem.

Where does reality come from?

This question is probably a pure boring topic for most people. Reality is reality, why does it need a reason? But if you seriously ask the root of the matter, you will naturally have the following questions: If Jiuzhou comes from Jingzhou, Jingzhou comes from the Chaos Sea, and the Chaos Sea comes from the eruption of the cracks... then where does the crack come from? Where does the content it erupts come from?

And for this question, Wang Luo's answer is the line of words condensed by the true essence under his feet.

This real world is transformed from delusion. Only delusion can be endless, and similarly, only delusion can cause natural disasters in the real world.

Of course, this cognition is not complete at this point, but it is enough to be a motto and written down.

Only by truly recognizing the relationship between reality and illusion can he take this most important step. And only by taking this step can he follow Taichu's footsteps, go deep into the Taixu Illusion, and find Taixu's original body.

Before this, no matter what he saw or experienced, it was nothing more than self-intoxication in the illusion. Only by truly holding the cognitive admission ticket can he truly set foot in the world where Taixu's original body is.

That is, the origin of Taixu Illusion.

The scene after the world was broken looked very crude.

There are not so many gorgeous and exquisite light and shadow special effects, and there are no flying scrolls that merge into waves. The origin of Taixu Illusion is just a simple book.

The shape looks a bit similar to the Ascension Record, but it seems to have experienced unimaginable years of vicissitudes and lacks maintenance, so it is withered and broken. But after opening the cover, the pages inside are still shining.

Obviously, this is the end point of Taichu's arrival, and also the place where Taixu Tianzun lives. The final battle between the two Tianzun broke out here, and the winner will be decided here.

This book is not thick, not thousands of pages, but only one or two hundred pages at most, and some of the pages are as tattered as if they were eaten by insects, making it difficult to read.

However, the content on the pages is bizarre, dazzling, and even unbelievable.

For example, when Wang Luo opened the first page, he saw a gray world.

To be precise, there was only mottled gray between heaven and earth... The entire Jiuzhou continent was buried in thick dust, and violent winds were blowing on the ground all the time, like a layer of gale falling to the ground, and the wind was wrapped in endless flying ashes.

In this world of dust, most creatures cannot survive, and the former vitality of Jiuzhou has disappeared, but there are also very few survivors who stubbornly build nests and reproduce in the ashes, forming an extremely special ecology.

Then, among this group of gray men whose bodies had already degenerated, Wang Luo found Taixu Tianzun.