God Emperor

Lin Ke waved his long sleeves.

"Wow!"

A dazzling ancestral stream of light drew out and fell into the vortex of the Eternal God Sea.

The ancestral divine energy in the divine sea was divided, and a path appeared, extending toward the center of the whirlpool.

Many monks held their breaths, looked solemn, and retreated away.

No one knows what state Di Chen is in right now. If the stream of light drawn by Lin irritates him, it will definitely trigger a war between the ancestors.

Lin Ke was ready to fight Zhang Ruochen, but when he saw that he was sitting alone in the center of the whirlpool and did not take action, a warm smile suddenly appeared on his face: "His humanity has already awakened, and you don't need to wake it up!"

Venerable Cihang looked at the divine figure in the center of the whirlpool: "Di Chen is indeed Di Chen."

How could Tiandao be as calm as it is now when it is faced with such a provocation?

Heavenly tribulation and punishment will inevitably come.

The calmness at this moment shows that Di Chen's humanity has returned.

"Wow!"

Chi Yao was like the light of a shooting star, flying across the Sea of ​​Eternal Gods and landing in front of Zhang Ruochen.

In the chaotic god cloud, Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged, with countless rules on his body, and his long hair falling naturally, as if he was talking to himself: "It seems like he has fallen into an endless dream, sometimes like a bird flying in the clouds, sometimes like stars moving in the universe. , sometimes it turns into flowing water and flows over thousands of mountains into the sea."

"Brother Chen!"

Chi Yao stretched out a hand forward.

But his fingertips couldn't reach Zhang Ruochen's face.

He was clearly right in front of me, but he seemed to be in another time and space, out of reach.

Zhang Ruochen raised his handsome and young face, and various Taoist scenes were being born and annihilated in his eyes, asking: "How long has it been?"

Chi Yao found that Zhang Ruochen's state was not normal. He was half human and half spiritual. He retracted his fingers and said with a complicated expression: "Half a year has passed since the establishment of reincarnation."

He sighed: "My time here is messed up. I thought hundreds of thousands of years had passed."

"It seems that you still need a long time to recover! Time and cause and effect have traumatized you too much. Only when your injuries are healed can your humanity be fully restored."

Lin Ke walked leisurely, his aura restrained, not wanting to compete with the heavenly laws of this universe.

Behind him, hundreds of figures followed.

There is a stunning fairy concubine, there is a faint remnant soul, and there are old gods.

Zhang Ruochen stood up, as independent as a green pine, as independent as a green mountain, and said: "Why must human nature return? Human nature must have its selfish side. Only by abandoning human nature can we achieve absolute fairness and treat everything in the universe fairly. In this way, we can It is truly open to all rivers and all-encompassing.”

These words.

It contained no emotion and made everyone present change their expressions.

The Di Chen in front of him didn't look like a flesh and blood body at all, just like a statue of a god or Buddha.

Awe-inspiring, yet inaccessible.

"Father, my brother died in the God Realm and will enter reincarnation. Do you want to leave us too?"

With tears welling up in Chi Kongle's eyes, he took a few steps forward, passed Chi Yao, Lin Ke, Xu Tian, ​​Old Drunkard and others, and reached out to hold Zhang Ruochen's palm.

Ever since his body was seized by the God of Xiu Chen and his soul was tainted by the evil spirit of Shura, Chi Kongle no longer showed the same emotions as at the moment. He was as fragile as when he first learned that Zhang Ruochen was his father in the Xumi Dojo.

At that time, she was only eleven or twelve years old. She had grown up in hatred and felt the warmth of her father's love for the first time. It was Zhang Ruochen who taught her to draw the inscriptions on the ground, stroke by stroke.

It was also at that time that Zhang Ruochen told her the origin of her name. He promised to take her to Kongle Mountain to see thousands of lights and mountains and rivers.

In order to save her, Zhang Ruochen faced the army of Hell Realm alone and died in the Kunlun Realm. He only came back to life after the Blood Queen summoned her soul.

Later, in the dangerous world of hell, she and Zhang Ruochen, father and daughter, relied on each other to survive the most difficult period.

Chi Kongle was really afraid that Zhang Ruochen would turn into heaven and disappear into the world.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Chi Kongle's hand, a little slow, but still instinctively reached out to grab it and stared into her tearful eyes.

His eyes changed from dull and dead to a faint smile: "Kong Le, you seem to be like a child again. Why are you crying?"

Feeling the warmth brought by Zhang Ruochen's broad palms and the gentle voice, Chi Kong said: "Father, I want you to be my God and not the God of the world. I just hope you can be selfish! Everything in the universe has its own universe. What does the survival of all things have to do with you? Everyone in the world wants justice, but I just want you to be well. Our family cannot live without you, okay?"

"good!"

Zhang Ruochen nodded immediately without thinking.

Chi Kongle was so happy that he almost burst into tears: "I promised you that I would take good care of all my younger brothers and sisters, but the ancestral lineage fell in the battlefield of the ancestors."

"It's not your fault." Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Kongle held on to Zhang Ruochen's thin thread of humanity and immediately said, "Yu Yan and Ni Cai are married. Their husbands and children are all here. Why don't you meet them?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently: "It's gone. You are Kong Le. Kong Le, what did you just say? Are you getting married?"

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's eyes changed suddenly, becoming bright and expectant. He looked at Chi Yao aside: "Who is her husband? What is his character? Why don't you bring him to me to see? I want to check it myself!"

After asking several questions in succession, Chi Yao did not expect Zhang Ruochen to care so much about Kong Le's marriage, and thought carefully: "Of course her husband needs you to check it yourself."

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be recalling something, his eyes narrowed: "I am in a better state now. My thoughts just now have been intermittent. Kong Le, if you have a lover in the future, you must tell father, and father will definitely rush to see him as soon as possible."

"Father, Kong Le will never marry in this life!"

Zhang Hongchen secretly sent a message to Zhang Nihe and Yan Ying'er: "See, he favors her so much, you don't blame me for scolding him at the beginning, right? Chuanzong and mother are only the remnants of their souls, and he didn't ask a question."

Zhang Ruochen looked at the crowd and asked: "Hongchen, what did you scold me for?"

Nihe and Ying'er immediately lowered their heads and distanced themselves from Zhang Hongchen.

Others also consciously made way.

With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation and aura, even if he just asked a plain question, the power contained in it was enough to make Bumie Wuliang tremble with fear.

"No, no, father, did you hear me wrong?"

Zhang Hongchen's eyes were innocent and he looked very confused.

Zhang Ruochen said, "You are already an adult, but you don't know how to learn from Yuyan and Nicai. You are still worrying. If I am gone, will no one be able to take care of you?"

There were many laughs in the crowd.

Everyone could see that Zhang Ruochen's condition was getting better and better, his humanity was returning more, and he was beginning to show emotions.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes wandered over the crowd, and finally landed on Zhang Nihe, with a questioning tone: "Nihe, where is your mother?"

"Ah?"

Zhang Nihe never thought that he would be named, so: "My mother is missing, you ask me? She is your wife, not mine."

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was almost completely recovered, Chi Yao struck while the iron was hot: "Brother Chen, many people are going to reincarnate, and they come here to bid you a final farewell. Some of them have lost their divine source, and some are left with only residual souls. Among them are Kong Le and Hong Chen."

The four words "lost divine source" instantly reminded Zhang Ruochen of Jietian, and a look of grief emerged in his eyes.

After a while, Zhang Ruochen looked at Chi Kongle, Zhang Hongchen, Yuan Sheng, Bai Qing'er, Yu Chenjing, A Le, Xuanyuan Lian, Shang Tian, ​​and the Five Dragon Gods who had lost their divine source

Too many.

Back then, by the long river of time, in order to help him complete his Taoism, almost all the martial arts gods offered their divine source.

Zhang Ruochen's mind was flooded with memories, and his eyes became more and more sharp: "You just lost your divine source, why do you need reincarnation? I will help you to condense your divine source!"

The ancestral divine source of the Emperor of Truth flew out from the void behind Zhang Ruochen.

It was bright and hot like the sun.

At the same time, the rules of heaven and earth in the universe were boiling and madly gathered towards the Eternal Sea of ​​God.

"Pop!"

The ancestral divine source shattered and turned into crystal clear source stones.

After absorbing the rules of heaven and earth, these ancestral source stones flew towards the gods who had lost their divine source and entered their sea of ​​gods.

"Keep your mind, absorb the ancestral divine energy in the Eternal Sea of ​​God, and condense the divine source based on the source stones. How much ancestral divine energy and rules of heaven and earth you can absorb depends on your own cultivation level!"

All the gods who regained their divine sources were ecstatic. Sure enough, those who survived a great disaster will have good fortune in the future.

They sat cross-legged in the Eternal Sea of ​​God and began to condense their divine sources again.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen had no better solution for those cultivators who only had residual souls left. Reincarnation was the best way.

"Father!"

"Master!"

"We are leaving. You must take care of yourself!"

The residual souls of Chi Kunlun, Zhang Chuanzong, and Ye Luochen came forward and bowed to Zhang Ruochen.

Xiao Hei couldn't stand this kind of separation: "Uncle Hei will pick you up in the next life!"

Chi Kunlun shook his head: "Uncle Hei, reincarnation is a rare practice, an opportunity to understand the world and everything. I don't want to return in one life. Even if I return, I hope I can rely on my own luck and the greatest perseverance to return to the realm of God."

Ye Luochen said: "What Senior Brother Chi said is exactly what I think. Wouldn't it be a waste of the rare opportunity to understand reincarnation in a hurry? Hundreds of lives, thousands of ups and downs, long-term precipitation, in the future, stepping into the realm of God, maybe you can go further."

"How can I not be pleased that you can have such aspirations?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded gently and looked at Zhang Chuanzong: "Chuanzong, what do you say?"

"All men in the Zhang family should have the courage of my eldest brother. Father and mother, I also want to try, even if I have to reincarnate 10,000 times, even if I may die, I want to walk the future path myself." Zhang Chuanzong said.

Yu Chenjing couldn't help shedding tears, and wanted to scold him, but she restrained herself and just nodded desperately.

"Mother, I am unfilial, and this life is over."

Zhang Chuanzong kowtowed to Yu Chenjing, and then went to Wangchuan with Chi Kunlun and Ye Luochen.

"Let's go!"

Ling Feiyu's remnant soul just said so, and then turned and left.

"You can't reincarnate for hundreds and thousands of lives, in the next life, I will go to pick you up." Zhang Ruochen said.

Ling Feiyu didn't even turn his head: "Whatever, it's not the first life anyway!"

Feng Yan, Feng Xi, Han Qiu, and Xuan Ji Sword God all left their remnants behind, and said goodbye to Zhang Ruochen one after another.

One after another, the figures disappeared in Wangchuan, and were submerged in the gray fog with thousands of souls.

I wrote for three days, more than 20,000 words, and slept for three hours last night, and finally finished it!

I will start updating now, 3,000 words per chapter. However, I need to modify and adjust it, and try to do one chapter per hour.

Today's finale is all finished!