Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Choice

She took two steps towards Dijia, stood in the hall again, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at him: "Do you really want me to wake up?" Dijia looked at her for a moment and said, "This is God's will." Xiangsi smiled sadly, and said: "If what you said is true, the horse festival can restore everyone's memories before reincarnation, then I have already remembered all the things you want me to recall." Di Jia said: "Then what do you remember?" Xiangsi said softly: "You really want to know?" She shook her head lightly and said: "I didn't want to say it at first."

Di Jia said: "When I wake up, I will have these memories, but I still want you to tell me yourself." Xiangsi sighed, raised her head suddenly, looked directly at Tiga, and said word by word: "You are not the incarnation of Shiva, but just an illusory projection of Shiva in the world. The person who is destined to be able to realize Shiva is him. !” What the slender hand pointed at was Zhuo Wangsun. As soon as this remark came out, it seemed that the entire Le Shenglun Palace was shocked! But there was no trace of surprise on Dijia's face. He looked away, and what he looked at was not Acacia, nor Zhuo Wangsun, but the statue of Shiva at the other end of the hall.

The idol was silent, looking down at everyone in the hall equally. Dijia stared at the golden face of the god, with an uncertain expression, and after a long time, he sneered softly, "Really." Xiangsi lowered her eyes and said, "Yes... maybe you have thought of it too. Why would the white elephant Mahakaya, one of the four holy beasts, follow a stranger, and why he could take off the stone bow from the Shiva statue... you You once told me that you, as the incarnation of Lord Shiva in the human world, have fully realized the five powers of God. However, you still can’t use one thing freely—the bow of Shiva that ultimately contains the power of destruction. I didn't understand it at the time, but you know that what you want is actually this one." She raised her head and looked at the green stone statue in the distance.

Shiva's dancing posture is flamboyant, with a wild and compassionate smile on his face, overlooking everything in the world. Perhaps the truth of the legend is that Shiva, like Brahma and Vishnu, has a projection in the world.Maybe the only one, maybe two, maybe more.But the projections of gods are actually just ordinary people. They may be able to obtain the power of gods, and they may have the opportunity to become enlightened. Gave up the opportunity for enlightenment.Opportunity lies in a hub, which may be a person or a thing.Only when you get it can you get God's approval.From then on, other images never had the chance to awaken.However, it is still unknown whether this recognized image can finally be awakened as a god.

If this legend is true, there really are unknowable gods in the world, who control the fate of the entire universe in the farthest place, and the ultimate power between heaven and earth, watching the suffering of all living beings with compassion.Then, the distinction between gods and humans is so insurmountable that even the images selected by gods themselves will have to go through thousands of disasters before they can finally return to the fragrant flowers and Sanskrit sounds of the heavens. The pivot to enlightenment as Shiva lies in gaining the approval of Parvanti. Xiangsi looked at him, with tears on her smiling cheeks: "If, I am really Pavanti, then I can only tell you that you will never, never have a chance to realize..." She paused, tears Eyes burst out suddenly, but the eyes are still so gentle and firm, but there is a determination that cannot be discussed in the sadness.

Di Jia slowly closed his eyes and said, "Why." Xiangsi smiled with tears: "Because, I have already chosen him." She paused, then said softly: "This is the final choice of Pavanti—if, I am really Pavanti." She turned Turning around, he resolutely walked to the other end of the hall. Di Jia suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Stop." Xiangsi didn't look back, just took a deep breath, and said calmly: "I have already said that it is he who should realize Shiva, not you. If you believe in fate, then put down the arrow in your hand and accept the choice of fate." .”

Tiga didn't answer.In order to make Pafan come to his senses, he exhausted all the methods in the world, even indulged himself in love in the world, but the end result was like this. Could it be that this is a trick of God? The surroundings were silent for a long time, and a teasing smile gradually formed on the corner of Dijia's mouth, and he said slowly: "I won't accept it." Xiangsi couldn't help turning her head back, and said in surprise, "You don't believe my words?" The red light in Dijia's eyes gradually flowed and became more and more intense: "So what if you believe it, so what if you don't believe it?"

Xiangsi frowned and said, "You saw with your own eyes that he picked up the divine bow in Shiva's hand..." "Enough!" Dijia interrupted her, looked at the idol, and sneered, "If what you said is true, Shiva's god finally chose him as the incarnation of the world, then I can only say—" Guang froze, turned to look at Xiangsi closely and said: "He chose the wrong one!" Xiangsi was taken aback, and murmured: "Could it be... you want to fight against Shiva's choice?" Di Jia smiled coldly, but the smile was fleeting.In the gloomy air, the brilliance of the golden arrow suddenly shone, and the redness in his eyes was reflected incomparably, and he said word by word: "I am Shiva, and I don't need to follow any choices. It's just you, who are already free."

Xiangsi was surprised, as if she still didn't understand the meaning of his words. Di Jia sighed, and gently closed his crimson eyes.His wide sleeves hanging down seemed to move, and the long-lost bowstring trembled in the cool morning wind.The sound of piercing the sky seemed to be filtered by an invisible barrier, and the surroundings were as quiet as when the world first opened, only a faint arrow, breaking through a blue rainbow. Xiangsi sternly said, "Stop!" However, it was too late. The streamer is like rain.That fluffy golden arrow twirled rapidly in the air, soundlessly, but it seemed that every tremor seemed to be in tune with the beautiful rhythm of the tandala dance.Arrow Qi is invincible, but like the sand of the Ganges River, it follows the shape of the shadow and flows away indefinitely.At the beginning of that ball of golden light, it seemed to be extremely slow, and every inch of the movement of the arrow light could be clearly seen. However, after a few feet, the golden light in mid-air suddenly shook, and immediately dispersed into a rain of flowers, at an incredible speed, Attack to the other end of the hall!

Acacia's eyes were suddenly filled with dazzling golden light.She closed her eyes suddenly, and flew towards the place where Huaguang was the most prosperous! Xiangsi's whole body was shrouded in this golden light, and she suddenly felt a suffocating feeling, as if every inch of skin in her body would be torn to pieces by this huge force!She closed her eyes tightly, and all the memories flooded her mind—— Since love is suffering, it is not a relief at this moment. She suddenly felt the air around her shake violently, and the pressure on her body suddenly eased, and another huge force slanted down from the side.Before she could understand, Zhuo Wangsun had forcibly split the arrow light and held her in his arms.Xiangsi only felt that his robe sleeves wrapped her completely, and she could vaguely feel that the true energy around her was boiling like a sea of ​​clouds, rolling up countless turbulent waves and rushing towards the surroundings.Xiangsi's face couldn't help changing color in shock. She had been by his side for so long, but she didn't know that his inner strength had become so unbelievably strong!

That ball of golden light collided with his zhenqi blatantly, and there was a loud bang, the earth heaved violently, and the sky shook like a crack. Under his protection, Xiangsi still felt shaken, almost because of the collision. Yu Li fainted. Although the golden light was sharp and powerful, it couldn't help but hesitate for a while when it was blocked by such a strong force.However, just for a moment, like an angry beast counterattacking, it made a comeback with several times the power of just now. Perhaps this is the real power of destruction.It was a majesty that could not be resisted.To kill is to kill, to kill is to kill.When the moment of destruction comes, all living beings, gods and Buddhas of the Three Realms, are no different from dust, life and death are all under the hands of Shiva alone!Even the slightest obstruction will only arouse the great god's anger even more, and burn this sinful world into nothingness with monstrous flames! Zhuo Wangsun hugged Acacia tightly, and the zhenqi in his body suddenly filled, and several purple awns formed immediately, which grew bigger and bigger.Suddenly, Zhuo Wangsun yelled violently, and the purple awns around him exploded, and the golden ring around his hair was also shattered. His long hair fell down like running water, and was instantly blown up by the strong wind, like a dragon night. dancing, hunting and fluttering in the wind. The golden light was attacked by the purple awns, it only trembled slightly, and swallowed the purple awns.However, during this tremor, Zhuo Wangsun picked up Acacia, escaped from the shackles of the golden light, and landed on the stone steps beside him.He let go of Acacia, the sleeve of his right robe was already soaked in blood, and the dripping blood still dripped down his wrist and onto the white stone steps. Although it only avoided a distance of a few feet, the golden light had already deviated from its original trajectory. After spinning several times in mid-air, it gathered even more incredible power and rushed towards the apse! Behind the main hall, the statue of Shiva, as majestic as a mountain, is still laughing wildly, dancing alone in the world. With a loud bang, the golden arrow passed through the stone statue! The loud noise was like thunder cracking in the sky, rumbling continuously.However, the Shiva idol did not move.Not even the earth, not even a shred of air trembled. As the sun fades away, the haze hovers over the Leshenglun Palace like a pair of spread wings.This unusual silence is like a glacier, heavy and cold. Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from nowhere.The sound was not loud, but it struck a person's eardrum hard, it was soul-stirring and extremely ear-piercing.This doesn't sound like a cracking sound, but rather like the beating heartbeat of a stone statue! Xiangsi raised her head in astonishment, in a trance, she saw the face of the Shiva Colossus suddenly turned green and ferocious, with six arms raised high, rushing towards her!Before Xiangsi screamed in surprise, the statue of Shiva, which was tens of feet high, broke from its waist and pressed down heavily on the dome of the hall! The dome of the hall shattered suddenly, and the round black jade was wrapped in flames and ice alternately as if in the catastrophe of the last days. It melted, condensed again, melted again, condensed again, and turned into the sand of the Ganges River, flying to the end of the world! The entire Le Shenglun Palace let out a mournful cry, split into thousands of pieces, and collapsed. Acacia nestled tightly in Zhuo Wangsun's arms, trembling unceasingly. At that moment, there seemed to be countless sharp hisses circling and converging in her ears, every inch of her body was penetrated by an inhuman force. , There is an illusion of not knowing where you are.When she woke up, it was dark all around. The darkness was as thick as substance, weighing heavily on her heart.She seems to have fallen into a bottomless abyss without knowing it, and there has never been a ray of sunlight shining here; it seems to be trapped in a completely closed dark prison, without a ray of light or hope around.The splendid sunrise, the majestic Leshenglun Palace, the majestic statue of Shiva, and the image of God holding a golden arrow...all disappeared without a trace.Everything seems to have never existed, and upon waking up from the dream, only the deep darkness remains. However, at this moment Zhuo Wangsun is holding her in his arms and guarding her wholeheartedly. She leaned on his shoulder, feeling the only warmth in the dark.His loose long hair brushed her face, almost covering her eyes.She simply closed her eyes and stopped looking at everything around her.She buried her head and sniffed at his skirt.There was a faint smell of blood on his sleeves, and he was still injured in the previous battle.It suddenly occurred to her that this was the first time she had seen him hurt, and the reason was because of her. Now, at least in this deep darkness, she is the only one by his side. No matter how many times the situation has changed, she still stays by his side in the end. Isn't this exactly what she wants?There were tears in Xiangsi's eyes, and the danger and fear around her gradually faded away. She even secretly hoped that the way out would not be found so quickly, and let this moment pass as long as possible. However, Zhuo Wangsun let go of his hand.Xiangsi asked in surprise, "Sir?" Zhuo Wangsun looked up at the dense night above and said, "We must find a way out." Xiangsi seemed to think of something, and asked, "Are we in the ruins of Le Shenglun Palace?" Zhuo Wangsun shook his head, but did not answer.He settled down, breathed out his whole body, patrolled the audience for a moment, and said: "It's not the ruins, but the last battle formation of Le Shenglun Palace." Xiangsi was stunned and said: "Battle formation?" Zhuo Wangsun took a few steps forward, as if he was inspecting the surrounding situation: "The collapsed statue of Shiva is the hub of the mechanism." Acacia was in a panic, and a trace of worry surged in her heart: "Then we will..." She stopped suddenly, because she also felt that the air around her was gradually becoming hotter.She suddenly understood the answer—they were now trapped in a secret room, and outside the secret room, there was actually a flame burning.Xiangsi murmured, "Can we still go out?" Zhuo Wangsun frowned and didn't answer. This mechanism is the last force before the destruction of the Leshenglun Palace. It was triggered by the break of the statue of Shiva. Once activated, everything in the palace will disappear and everything will be destroyed.This is exactly the true meaning of this temple of destruction - those who offend the gods will be tortured forever in the flames. Since this battle formation uses the power of taboo, it will definitely use the statue of Shiva as the hub, so it has never been opened for thousands of years, and even Tiga himself does not know.It was just a coincidence that the unintentional arrow shot at Shiva made him and her the first to try the law. Zhuo Wangsun searched the surroundings carefully, and his heart gradually sank.As expected, the whole body of this dark room is made of fine steel, and each side is nine inches thick.This is already indestructible by human power.What's more, there is no way out here, even a strand of air is cut off, and the only thing that can be transmitted is the burning heat! He stood where he was, with a burst of anger gradually rising in his heart.Originally, he had already won, but this so-called fate pushed him into a dark secret room for no reason, and he couldn't get out!If this is the divine will, if there really is a god in the heaven and earth, then this divine will is incomparably absurd, indistinguishable from right from wrong; this god has no ears, no eyes, and is incompetent!His anger echoed in the darkness, scorching the already scorching air almost to the point of boiling.If Lord Shiva appeared in front of him at this moment, he would also tear apart the rhythm of the tandala dance and shatter the golden light all over the body of God! Xiangsi felt that the blood in her whole body seemed to be boiling under the heat, but her heart was extremely calm.Although she is unable to judge her own situation, she can understand Zhuo Wangsun's mind.She hesitated for a moment, but stepped forward to hold his hand.His blue sleeves were soaked with blood.Zhuo Wangsun didn't flick his sleeves to avoid it, but looked up at the dome, as if he was thinking about something. Xiangsi's cheeks were flushed, she gently hugged him from behind, and said softly: "If things can't be changed, then forget it, isn't it good as it is now." Zhuo Wangsun didn't look back, but stared ahead, and said calmly: "In my eyes, nothing is unchangeable. If I'm still by your side, you don't have to say such a thing." Xiangsi snuggled up to him and nodded absently. The wall of fine steel seemed to have a slight color under the baking of the flames, and there was also a faint light in the dark room.It's just that this light is not the hope of life, but the invitation of death, gorgeous and weird. He suddenly waved her to push her aside, raised one hand slightly, and slowly drew an arc on his chest.But just halfway through this arc, the wound on his wrist was already shattered, and a faint smell of blood drifted out in the darkness. Toasted without a trace. Zhuo Wangsun showed no expression on his face, but his movements became more and more slow. Between his hands, there seemed to be a faint and strange brilliance flowing. Acacia was taken aback.This gesture is so familiar!She once saw it on the stone statue of Queen Mother of the West on Qingniao Island in Huayinge.Afterwards, both Xinglian and Riyao formed similar seals in front of her.However, in the extreme similarity, there are strange changes in the pupils.With a movement in her heart, a terrible memory slowly opened. I don't know when and what month it began, and there is a magical legend circulating.On the top of Kunlun Mountain, the Queen Mother of the West once participated in a sword technique, which is the ultimate beauty in the world.However, mortals cannot afford such beauty.If a person is lucky enough to see this trick, his eyes will be blind forever when the brilliance just blooms.Therefore, people in the mortal world will never have the memory of this move, even if they remember it, it is just a gesture. It is this gesture that has already brought an unimaginable brilliance in the world. Legend has it that the three blue birds once saw this gesture because they practiced swords for the Queen Mother of the West.Because they are just blue birds, even if they make gestures, they have learned to have only their shape, but not their spirit.However, their bodies were transformed by Queen Mother Xi's blood after all, and some of Queen Mother's power was deposited in the blood.So they used their own blood to trigger the endless potential of this move and maximize their abilities—this was also the last kill of the Blue Bird Clan. This trick is similar to the method of disintegrating the demons of the demon sect, but it is more subtle and powerful, and the price paid is even heavier.Once hit, no matter whether it is hit or not, it will cause double backlash.In other words, no matter what your own cultivation level is, it is equivalent to being flanked by two people with similar skills.This price is almost synonymous with death.Therefore, no one is willing to take this trick lightly until the point where both jade and stone are burned together.This was originally a secret of the Blue Bird Clan, until a hundred years ago, Xinglian took refuge in the Huayin Pavilion, and told the secret to the Huayin Pavilion owner at that time as a thank you.Later, this trick became one of Huayin Pavilion's secret skills. Xiangsi suddenly understood that he was going to use this taboo trick to forcibly open this dark room that humans could not break through!She couldn't help trembling: "Stop, stop!" Zhuo Wangsun didn't seem to hear it at all, and the arc of light in his hand gradually brightened.He never wanted to die, he just didn't believe in destiny.If it is necessary to say that there is a predestined destiny, then it should also be preordained from his own hands.As for those so-called mortal rules, they were not originally made for him. In the blazing darkness, the halo became more and more intense and erratic, as if the entire universe was gathered in his hands. Xiangsi struggled to go over to stop him, but this small small room was already filled with omnipresent energy, which prevented her from moving an inch. Once this trick is used, it is unimaginable to lose; but if she wins, what is the point of her being able to walk out of this dark room alone?If the end must be death, why do you have to choose confrontation instead of facing it calmly and living and dying together? These, she may never understand.