The universe is not a bumpy ride.

Guzhou's coffin has drifted alone for tens of thousands of years, and he has been reincarnated tens of thousands of times in dreams. For immortal ghosts and gods, even sleeping for another million years is not a long time.

If he wanted to, he could sleep until the stars collapsed and the universe was destroyed.

The ashes of the corpse in the coffin are his anchor to the universe, but they cannot affect his life or death.

Even if it is said that being forgotten by everyone means death, if you turn around and think about it, has Guzhou forgotten this universe, or has this universe forgotten Guzhou?

Who died?

Dreams and bubbles are difficult to determine true and false. Existence and non-existence are only a matter of thought.

The whole universe seems to be desperately holding on to Guzhou, fearing that he will forget it. The reincarnations in dreams make Guzhou's memory of the past hundred years more and more profound. They are written into the years again and again, occupying Guzhou's territory again.

Part of memory.

The past hundred years have been squeezed into a point on a line segment in the journey of tens of thousands of years.

The constant reversal of reincarnation in the dream caused this point to rapidly replicate and multiply on the timeline, regaining the upper hand in Guzhou's consciousness.

He didn't know whether it was the influence of memory or the influence of the cells left on the planet.

The wisdom that has been silent for eternity is becoming more and more active.

But he still hasn't woken up, as if he is going through a catastrophe and an extremely difficult point.

In Huang Zu's words, it is nirvana of being born toward death.

……

"Everyone is dead, everyone who has read the Taoist scriptures is dead!"

Emperor Chi Ni sat paralyzed outside the Glazed Temple in fear, as if he had faced an indescribable terror, his cells were frightened, and his appearance was very strange.

The cells of the ancient tribes came over quickly and surrounded Emperor Chi Ni.

Touch your head and feel your pulse.

Hope to hear and ask about it.

"It's not normal, it's not normal! Emperor Chi Ni is crazy!"

The originally round and mellow Red Salt Emperor was shaped like a sphere. Sometimes it became square, sometimes it turned into a ball, sometimes it stretched into a rod shape, sometimes it turned into a tadpole, sometimes it had spikes sprouting from its body, and sometimes it swayed all over!

"The Emperor of Chijia is pointing at you to dominate the overall situation. Don't be crazy!"

"Emperor Chi Ni, how can we live without you!"

The cells of the red saltpeter demon clan were rolling around crazily on the ground wiping away their tears, leaving white tear stains in the square.

But Emperor Chi Ni was still deforming crazily. Not only was his fake body deformed, but the spiritual fetus of the Great Dao in his body was also affected. He was struggling crazily, changing into various shapes, and could not be peaceful.

The cells of the ancient tribes wanted to enter the Glazed Temple to investigate the situation, but they were immediately caught by the Emperor Chi Ni, who said crazily: "They are all dead. Everyone who has read the Taoist Scriptures is dead, except me!"

"Hahaha!"

Then he ran away like crazy, kicked his legs to the sky, and staggered towards the distance.

The cell people of the Red Salt Demon Clan quickly caught up, fearing that the crazy Red Salt Emperor would get lost.

The Dayi people bit the cell membrane and said: "No, I have to go in and take a look even if I die. Open the door and I'll go in and take a look!"

Bang!

The door is opened.

Familiar figures stood quietly inside.

Their cell nuclei all exploded, and their shapes were weird and unpredictable. Some grew six cell heads, some had flagellated arms all over their bodies, and some had new mouths growing out of their mouths, standing there blankly.
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Wow~

A gust of wind blew by, and the mutant cells fell down like dominoes.

The cell people who had just opened their mouths and wanted to go in had cilia all over their backs, but the Dauri people were spitting and nailing each other. They were good at PUA for their ancestors and they were also very good at PUA themselves. They secretly cheered themselves up and stepped into the Glazed Temple!

Instant!

He froze in place.

The whole world seemed to be chanting sutras, and the golden nucleotide sutras as big as the sound of heaven seemed to come out of the wall and dome and ran into his mind.

Boom!

The cells couldn't bear it and exploded like a watermelon.

Blood splashed into the cell walls of the invincible body, and the figure slowly fell, and the cytoplasm flowed into a big word "death".

"Dead!"

"Close the door! Close the door!"

"Those who face the Taoist scriptures will die!" "The Emperor of the Sun, what did ancestor Qingzu realize?"

"He has lost his self-enlightenment!" "Terrible Taoist scriptures!"

Not only did the Emperor of the Sun realize that he had become empty, any cell person who tried to understand the Taoist scriptures would suddenly mutate and die.

Taoist scriptures that cannot be looked at directly!

The only one who could look directly at the Emperor Chijia and survive, the Demon Ancestor who was known as the wisest man among all the ancient tribes, also went crazy because he looked directly at the Taoist Scriptures!

Emperor of the Sun, what have you realized?

From this day on, the Glazed Pagoda was sealed and no cell person could enter.

The members of the major ancient tribes were all covered in white, especially the Great Rigu tribe, who covered their heads and chests in pain, sobbing day and night.

The Emperor of the Sun is no more!

The Emperor of the Sun is gone!

The death of a Taoist ancestor is such an earth-shattering event!

This is an unprecedented, earth-shattering and almost unbelievable large-scale event. It is a great being who inherits the ancient surname. It is the ancestor born to be in charge of the innate way, the supreme king of billions of living beings, and the heir of heaven!

Such an existence is dead!

And he died quietly a thousand years ago.

Ancestor Yan Mo rides Ancestor Blood Demon to kill the dark creatures outside. Emperor Huangquan has not yet recovered his IQ. Emperor Chi Ni is crazy. Huang Zu is in seclusion in the ancient ancestor palace. Looking around the four realms of the world, there is no one who can take charge of the overall situation.

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All the cells are in chaos.

Without a leader, they are like headless flies.

The Great Sun Ancient Clan no longer creates the Pure Yang Dao Fruit, the Red Nitrogen Demon Clan no longer controls the Yang Qi, and the Yan Demon Clan no longer fights and explores everywhere. Only the little Blood Demon Gaotian Clan lies on the backs of the major clansmen.

He kept sucking like a child and had no idea what was going on!

No one expected that such a major change would happen just after arriving in their new home and about to start a beautiful life.

Ancestors, everyone.

One is dead, one is crazy, one is stupid, two are on business trips, and one is in seclusion. No one can take charge of the overall situation. The cells of all races almost collapse and scatter into pieces.

They cry day and night, as if they have lost their backbone and cannot find the true meaning of life.

"What if the cultivation is nucleated and the great spiritual fetus is refined?"

"Without ancestors, life would be meaningless!"

"The sky can collapse and the earth can crack, ancestors, without you, everything is vain!"

They sit cross-legged in the void day and night, with rainbow haloes emerging behind them. Each one of them is a powerful cell with accomplished spiritual practices. There are billions of them, but they are like mourning their heirs, unable to cry.

The ancient tribes that were supposed to grow rapidly did not increase but decreased, and their numbers dropped sharply.

Many people of the Great Sun Cell feel that life is futile, and they will starve themselves to death in pursuit of the Emperor of the Great Sun.

Cells, you are depressed!

Wow~

Emperor Chijia occasionally walked through the void and laughed like crazy. The laughter shook the four realms: "Tao Sutra, everyone who has read the Dao Sutra will die. Don't look at it, don't look at it!"

The Yan Mo tribe has become the only ethnic group that has remained relatively normal. Emperor Yan Mo Chi is on a business trip and is not dead. But now the chaos in the world cannot be stopped. They can only kneel down outside the ancient ancestral hall, crying loudly and covered with blood.

The water squirted, as if it were raining.

"Ah~"

"Huang Zu, have you seen it?"

"Your child, Emperor Dairi is dead and Emperor Chijia is crazy. If you don't come out, the four realms will be destroyed!"

They place their only hope on Huang Zu in the ancient ancestral palace. Only Huang Zu, the ancestor of all living things, who has condensed the first genetic sequence, can suppress everything and calm the civil strife.

The Ancient Ancestor Hall stands quietly, as solemn and tall as usual.
To be continued...