Chapter 3317: Surrender

Lu Yi didn't know what to say for a while, no wonder Yang Wan'er would block it again and again. It seemed that the Star King Pavilion was indeed not simple.
"Wan'er, the ancient war gods in the Xingjun Pavilion should have fallen? If I guess right, the only ones who stay in the Xingjun Pavilion should be the remnants of their soul?" Lu Yi thought for a while. Said.
Yang Wan'er nodded and said, "You are right, but you are only half right. To be precise, it is a ray of their remnant soul."
"Remnant soul?"
"Yes, in a sense, they are actually alive." Yang Wan'er said solemnly.
At this moment, Lu Yi's mind was tense, and his eyes were full of incredible.
What is the ancient of war?
According to the records of the Tianshu and Shenjuan, the earliest times of ancient times have to be traced back millions of years.
In that era, those who could be called the God of War were terrifying existences that possessed the general means to reach the sky and earth, and could suppress the universe and destroy all things with their hands raised.
Yang Wan'er even said that such an existence was still alive, how could Lu Yi not be shocked.
"Don't look at me so surprised, I just said that in a sense they are still alive, but it doesn't mean that they are really alive." Yang Wan'er repeated.
But Lu Yi could still hear the meaning of this sentence.
"What you are talking about should mean that they have fallen temporarily, but there is still the possibility of resurrection in the future, am I right?"
"Yes, I say so because it has something to do with the way they fell."
"Tell me about it."
Yang Wan'er thought for a while and explained: "For the strong in ancient times, there are generally three endings when they fall. The first one is the destruction of the souls and souls, completely dissipating in this world, except that they can leave behind on their weapons. There is no trace of fighting instinct."
"This is the warlord's shadow you just mentioned, right?"
"Yes, this kind of strong is the lowest of the three fall, and it also means that this kind of strong is the weakest in ancient times." Yang Wan'er said.
Lu Yi expressed his understanding of Yang Wan'er's explanation.
It is almost impossible to be able to leave a trace of one's own in a huge war.
You know, every war is a huge destruction.
Everything can be burned in the smoke of gunpowder, even if you have the strongest strength, you will appear very weak in the face of absolute killing.
And once it falls on the battlefield, it will become nothingness and disappear in this world.
Therefore, after countless years, there is still a trace left, if it is not for the powerhouse of the heaven-defying level, it will definitely not have this strength.
"Then what about the other two fall results?" Lu Yi asked.
"The second result is self-destruction. Ordinary strong people will explode even their souls will be blown into dust. This result is more terrible than the destruction of souls, but for a very small number of enchanting evildoers, this is another way of rebirth.
Lu Yi was surprised: "Can self-destruction be reborn?"
"Yes, if the strength is extremely strong, you can reverse time and space or even change the world, and at the moment of self-destruction, let your broken soul escape the prying eyes of heaven, so that you can ensure that a few broken souls can continue to survive."
Hearing Yang Wan'er's explanation, Lu Yi secretly smacked his tongue.
Because with his current cultivation base, let alone imagining these pictures, it is difficult to do it even if he tries hard to understand.
"So the existence after the third floor of Xingjun Pavilion is these remnants, right?" Lu Yi asked.
"Yes, these remnant souls not only possess the master's fighting instinct, but also possess the master's consciousness and thoughts, and even incomplete memories. If you are not lucky enough to meet a spiritual practitioner who is extremely against the sky, then But just..."
When Yang Wan'er said this, she stopped suddenly, she seemed to think of something sad, and there was a little sadness in her eyes.
"What's wrong, Wan'er?"
"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered some past events, I didn't want to mention it again, but since I'm here, I must tell you." Yang Wan'er gritted her silver teeth and decided to uncover this dusty scar again.
"I have a friend who is as close to me as a sister. Her elder brother was framed by his wife and the whole family was destroyed. In order to get revenge, my friend forcibly entered the Xingjun Pavilion to seek a breakthrough, but she was very lucky and met me. The mentally powerful person just mentioned..."
Tick!
When Yang Wan'er talked about the past, silent tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. It can be seen that this friend is extremely important to her.
"Wan'er, I don't want to see you cry. Since this kind of thing makes you so sad, don't say it anymore."
"No! I want to say! Her death has a lot to do with me, because I knew that something like that might happen, but I didn't remind her in time that I can't make this mistake again. , So you must listen to me carefully!" Yang Wan'er looked a little excited.
Lu Yi comforted: "Okay, I will listen carefully."
Yang Wan'er gave an "um" and continued: "The remnant soul of a strong mentality is extremely terrifying. When my friend was at war with him, he was invaded into the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, and then my friend was caught by the strong spiritual power. The person has taken it away."
"Taking home? Does this mean resurrection?"
"Yes, once the house was seized, the original owner of the body would have disappeared. After being seized, my friend became a murderous maniac. Her cultivation soared to a terrifying level. All methods have the power to destroy the world."
Yang Wan'er seemed to want a terrifying picture, she took the initiative to shrink into Lu Yi's arms, seeking warmth.
Lu Yi hugged Yang Wan'er tightly and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, I have remembered all these words you said. If I encounter someone with strong mental power, I will run away."
Yang Wan'er smiled at Lu Yi's assurance.
"What I just said were two fall results, and what is the last one?" Lu Yi asked again.
The second type is already very sky-defying and can be resurrected by self-destruction, so isn't the third type more terrifying?
"Don't worry, the third fall result only exists in the legend, you will not encounter it in Xingjun Pavilion."
"It doesn't matter if you touch it or not, I'm just curious, you might as well tell me."
"Actually, I don't know much. I only remember that Master told me that this third type of fall result is very mysterious. A brief summary can be described by the rebirth wheel, but it is actually not that simple."
Hearing the words rebirth in reincarnation, the first thing Lu Yi thought of was Taizhen Taoist.
"When you talk about rebirth, do you mean reincarnation with memories?" Lu Yi asked.
Yang Wan'er thought about it carefully, but she replied: "It's not reincarnation, but surrender."