Chapter 1857: 1 strand of remnant soul survives

Push the door in.
There is no restriction on the gate of the underground palace, but it can be easily opened.
seem……
It's just an ordinary door.
Inside the door, it was another scene.
Don't have a hole in the sky.
It's really special.
Different.
It looks special too.
"You came?"
Just when Jiang Que doubted that there was a cave in this underground palace, a faint voice suddenly rang in his ears.
When you listen carefully, it turns out to be an indifferent person.
Jiang Que turned his head and saw that an old man in a gray robe had already appeared before him.
The old man seemed to have no body and looked a little illusory.
And sometimes solid.
Between the physical and the illusion.
It seems that there is a supreme existence, as if there is a terrifying force in it.
But at the same time Jiang Que can feel the old man's body's weakness and longevity, which has experienced vicissitudes and historical precipitation.
His face is slightly thinner, and he has long been beaten by history.
Just walked out abruptly.
Looking at Jiang Que calmly, as if she had known Jiang Que was coming.
"Do you know I'm coming?"
Jiang Que couldn't help asking: "Who are you?"
At the same time.
Jiang Que couldn't help but wonder about this man in his heart.
He secretly said: "Since it can appear in the cemetery palace of human supreme Jiang Buxu, at least it should be someone related to Jiang Buxu.
Judging from the current situation and situation, I feel that this person is not simple.
He should be Jiang Buxu's remnant soul. "
It can't be someone else.
If it were other guardians of the tomb, or the people around Jiang Buxu, it must have something to do with Jiang Buxu.
At least it should be an entity.
Even the declining generation.
But this old man in front of him.
It is clearly an existence between the real and the illusion, a being like a remnant soul.
It's just the kind of person who doesn't look enough.
It looks very special.
It's also very strange.
Jiang Que's eyes gleamed.
Without waiting for the old man to answer, he asked with a slightly guessing tone: "Senior, you should be the master of this house.
That is, the human supreme Jiang Wuxu, right? "
He was not so sure at first.
When Jiang Que asked this, he suddenly found that the old man's pupils shrank slightly.
It's like finding something.
It is enough to see that what Jiang Que said should be the truth.
really.
At the next moment, the old man also admitted frankly.
He nodded and said: "Yes, I am the human supreme Jiang Buxu in your mouth, and I am also a king.
only……
As you can see, I now have only a ray of remnant soul left. "
There is nothing to hide.
Even if it is concealed, it cannot be concealed.
After all, Jiang Que has a Dao-level Dzogchen cultivation base, which is not fake, nor is it piled up.
Sooner or later you will find out.
Not so.
He might as well confess directly.
Anyway, Jiang Que is also a human race, and it is the same to Jiang Buxu, he is his descendant.
"Jiang Que of the later generations of human race, pay respect to the ancestors of the human race!"
After hearing the words, Jiang Que respectfully bowed to Jiang Buxu.
As far as he is concerned, just relying on Jiang Buxu once broke into the nine heavens and ten places, and has once been an outstanding human race.
Just deserve his worship.
The ancestors of the human race.
There should be a worship.
Jiang Que's heart moved slightly, "If I, Jiang, lived in his time, would it be like him?"
Honestly.
He can't guarantee this.
He was scared.
After all, no one can tell.
"You are Welcome."
Jiang Buxu said, "You are a descendant of my human race, and a strong talent in the human race. I am also very happy to see you here.
I once came here to find a cemetery in a forbidden place because of the end of my life.
Ready to live another life.
but……
I found that I couldn't survive.
Even if you don't come, I should be gone.
The inheritance here can be passed on to you, I hope you can be kind.
If there is a chance, these inheritances must be passed on, they are all treasures of the human race. "
Unfortunately.
He came too hastily back then.
It could only be arranged in this way, and the inheritance was not arranged.
Otherwise, there is no need to wait for Jiang Que to arrive.
"Yes."
Hearing this, Jiang Que couldn't help nodding, "Senior please rest assured, I will definitely carry forward the inheritance of senior.
Also find a real way out for our human race. "
Jiang Buxu nodded slightly, "It's good to have this heart."
In fact.
He didn't hold much hope.
After all, Jiang Que is just Jiang Que.
If you look at the entire God Realm, it is still not enough.
Therefore, if you seek a way out for the human race, just listen.
Can't be true.
It's not really a promise.
"Senior, I don't know... I don't know what the inheritance is?"
Jiang Que couldn't help asking, "You must have countless inheritance for many years, right?"
Jiang Buxu: "..."
He couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching, "You kid, you must know the truth about greed.
but……
When I crossed the world of the gods, in my time, I was indeed a figure.
Therefore, many benefits are obtained.
And these things are no longer useful to me.
It's better to give it to you.
I hope you can make good use of it, and I hope you can pass it on. Don't fall into my reputation as God King Jiang Buxu. "
"Yes."
Jiang Que could only respond like this, and the others did not dare to have ideas.
Actually.
He was very excited in his heart, "Sure enough, this Jiang Buxu is a Supreme Dzogchen human monk.
Then, he must have the supreme realm of great perfection in his hands.
There are even further exercises.
In the next period of time, my Ninth Stage Dao skill can be considered to be improved. "
At least, the upper limit should be raised.
If you can't even raise the upper limit, then the cultivation is meaningless.
Jiang Que was quite happy in his heart.
Immediately after.
He said again: "Senior, if you want to live another life, do you need the help of a younger generation?"
Although he didn't know what could help Jiang Buxu.
But he asked politely.
Hearing this, Jiang Buxu shook his head, "If you come one hundred thousand years early, there may be a certain chance.
But now.
There is no chance.
There will never be another chance.
Forget it, this is probably my fate. "
He admitted.
This is probably the best choice.
It is also the best destination.
If he really wants to choose, he will probably choose that way.
This is fate.
Jiang Que: "..."
Although he couldn't understand Jiang Buxu's meaning, he felt a little sad.
A huge powerhouse.
He once dedicated his life to the human race.
But now.
In his later years, his life will be exhausted.
No longer the glorious past.
That doesn't exist anymore.
Even if you want to live another life, there is no chance.
This is sorrow.
"Senior, you..."
Jiang Que respected such a senior human race.
He wanted to help Jiang Buxu very much.
but……
He doesn't know how to help ~EbookFREE.me~ Now, his heart is a little dignified and heavy.
seem……
The things on my shoulders are getting more and more and heavier.
I don't know if it is good or bad.
"Don't worry about me."
Jiang Buxu comforted: "This is a fate that cannot be escaped, and this is what it should be.
I have once killed countless strong aliens.
This life is also worth it.
Hahaha..."
He is very plain and seems very optimistic.
But there was a trace of sadness and loneliness in that laughter.
After so many years of silence, he thought he could keep going.
but……
After all, he could not escape the shackles of fate, and after all, he had to face the terrible things.
In the world of the gods.
The life span of a practitioner is fixed.
Even if it is the supreme human race, even if it is the supreme being.
Their lifespan is also fixed, which is also an unavoidable reality problem.
Most of those who are in their later years survive by relying on treasures, treasure medicines, secret methods, etc.
Try to live.
But in fact, this kind of struggling to survive can only be regarded as an escape for them.
But many people can't even do this kind of escape.
Even a human supreme like Jiang Buxu turned his graveyard into a forbidden place.
Still unable to withstand the erosion of the years, still going to turn into ashes.
Very miserable!
"Senior, you..."
Jiang Que wanted to continue to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Buxu, "Okay, my time is running out, you are ready to accept the inheritance."
Of course, it is mainly the inheritance of spiritual practice!
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