EFB Chapter 1861 His Cause and Effect
Chapter 1861 His Cause and Effect
Chapter 1861 His Cause and Effect
He Lingchuan continued, "Aren't we also going against the will of heaven when we practice cultivation? Humans can live for a hundred years, but immortals can live for thousands of years."
"So I said, it's not impossible, it's just too difficult." At this time, it was not clear whether it was General Hong or Mi Tian who was guiding him, "The key is to find the boundary between life and death."
She said slowly: "The so-called 'life and death are different', the word 'different' here means dividing line, it means boundary."
"Boundary?" He Lingchuan was no stranger to this word in the Upside-Down Sea. "From virtual to real?"
"The great road is deep and different paths lead to the same destination, but this 'road' is more difficult than that one." General Hong said seriously, "The barrier between life and death is the most difficult to loosen. You must not only find it, but also blur it, and it is best to break it."
"Break the... boundary between life and death?" He Lingchuan asked humbly, "What is the boundary between life and death?"
"What is the boundary like?" General Red sneered. "What is the air like?"
It is something invisible and intangible.
"The boundary between life and death may be different in each period. First of all, you have to find it correctly. This is already difficult." General Hong looked at the outline of the distant mountains. "Why do you think the Holy Death opened up the Kingdom of the Dead? The existence of that kingdom itself is the boundary."
He Lingchuan said, "Blurring the boundary between the kingdom of the dead and the living world, will the dead be able to come out?"
According to this statement, the boundary of Panlong City is easy to determine, isn't it just the big square pot? The inside of the pot is virtual, and the outside of the pot is real.
This also implicitly fits with what Master Qianhuan once said: the real and the unreal are interchangeable, the real is the real through the unreal, the key lies in the boundaries and the criteria for judgment.
Definition problems that are difficult for others to deal with are not a problem for him.
"Or break it." General Red corrected him, "but both will cost a huge price, even for Santa Muerte."
So the recorded undead army was only released once?
He Lingchuan quickly asked: "What kind of price?"
General Hong tilted his head and said, "It depends on the situation. But I have never seen a large-scale resurrection of the dead in the human world, so you don't have to think too much about it. That must be a price that no one can afford."
How could He Lingchuan give up so easily? "But, the Death Saint's Kingdom of the Dead can allow the dead to be reincarnated. Isn't this against the will of heaven? From life to death, and from death to life, it seems to be in line with the law of repetition."
General Hong laughed loudly, and He Lingchuan heard a hint of amusement that belonged to Mitian: "The Holy Death is incomparably powerful, so it can embed the Kingdom of the Dead into the laws of the heavens, just as Tianluo Star can embed and rewrite the laws of this world. Who do you think you are? Do you think you can compare yourself with the Holy God? A giant elephant can easily shake a big tree, and you, a tiny ant, can you try?"
To put it simply and roughly:
He can, but you can't.
He Lingchuan sighed deeply and said solemnly:
"I understand."
Three days later, Bega withdrew his troops, arguing that heavy rains for several days had caused landslides and blocked the front line.
But everyone in the game knew that this was just an excuse. Beijia's reason for sending troops disappeared with the death of the second prince of Xianyou, and the local forces in Xianyou were basically suppressed by Panlongcheng, making it impossible to effectively cooperate with the outside world.
General Hong, General Huyi and General Nan Ke firmly pinned down the eastern front of Xianyou, like a reef facing raging waves, and the Bega army found it difficult to advance effectively.
This bone is so hard that it hurts my teeth.
The effective opportunity to suppress Panlong City this time has passed. If the situation continues, it will not be good for Beijia.
It has not yet made up its mind to take over Panlong City with all its strength.
At this time, news also came from Lingshan that the two major vassal demon countries in Beijia, Shanyu Kingdom and Fulie Kingdom, had started fighting, which would somewhat affect Beijia's foreign military deployment.
The bitter fruit of this war has now been borne by Xianyou himself. On the surface, Panlong City is the biggest winner.
But everyone knows that Bega will not give up.
This brief retreat is like the ebb tide before a tsunami. Sooner or later, it will come back again, strong and fierce.
Soon, He Lingchuan returned to Panlong City amid the chirping of cicadas in late summer.
Walking through the majestic South City Gate, he looked back and saw a sculpture of a black dragon cruising above the city gate tower, playing with a pearl in its mouth.
The Panlong City in front of us is bustling with people and traffic, and everything is normal.
very nice.
He hoped that the end of the lonely city shown to him by the Dayan Dzi Pearl would never come.
Zhong Shengguang was out for the time being. After He Lingchuan entered the city, he had to first look for the families of the fallen generals and hand over their belongings.
Although separations of life and death often occur in Panlong Desert, the stage of "announcement of bad news" has always been the most torturous. No matter how powerful He Lingchuan was on the battlefield, no matter how many times he announced bad news, every time he saw the pain of the families of the fallen soldiers, his heart was extremely sad.
Liu Lin's parents were still in the countryside. When his wife received the bad news, she cried uncontrollably and even dropped the child in her arms. He Lingchuan caught the child and saw that the child was only two years old, with big round eyes. He didn't know what had happened, but when he saw his mother crying, he started to cry too.
He Lingchuan put the wooden carved pendant into the child's hand, and the child's attention was immediately diverted by it.
The pendant is too big to fit into the mouth.
He Lingchuan left the house only after the deafening crying subsided.
This is why Zhong Shengguang insisted that the generals personally convey the bad news and not let their subordinates do it:
They died in the battles you commanded, and every fearless sacrifice is followed by a period of destruction.
Therefore, those in a position of power must never take the lives of others for granted.
Facing the majestic south gate of Panlong City, He Lingchuan was lost in thought for a long time.
In reality, he will soon start a war and ignite the flames of war with his own hands.
The fate of countless people will be changed because of him, and countless families will be forced to face such separation of life and death.
But his determination will not change. He firmly believes that the path he is taking is difficult but correct.
This is the cause and effect he must bear.
He Lingchuan closed his eyes and let out a long, long breath, driving all the mixed thoughts out of his mind.
When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was firm.
He walked past the Mitian Temple, which was jammed with believers. Many people bowed beside the blessing pond and sprinkled some pond water on their bodies to seek blessings from the gods.
He Lingchuan looked at the sparkling water and the lazy koi, and thought of the end of the lonely city shown by the Dayan Dzi Bead.
At that time, Zhong Shengguang was standing in his position, facing the pool of blessings and making a vow to become a demon on the spot and protect the Dafang Pot.
He Lingchuan certainly knew that the object of Zhong Shengguang’s prayer was the Dafanghu, but at that time he clearly called him “Lord God”!
Although Bai Ziqi often addressed Miaozhantian in this respectful way, He Lingchuan knew that they were definitely not addressing the same person.