Chapter 390 Extra : Let’s Go Back (Laojun Chapter)
As Zhao Si used the system’s authority to resurrect Jiao Ming’s true spirit, the spirit gradually gave birth to a soul. At the same time as the soul was born, the heaven and earth also sensed it, and so infinite innate fire energy spontaneously gathered to congratulate the rebirth of the first evil god of ancient times!
The fire energy converged on the true spirit and soul, and naturally turned into the image of a bird…

After a long time, the thick innate fire energy finally dissipated again, revealing the ordinary-looking ancient firebird.

When Hongjun saw its appearance clearly, even though he was prepared, he still couldn’t help but shudder:
It was him, it was him!
He is back……

……

On Yujing Mountain, the sea of ​​clouds is rolling.

The old tree’s branches droop, dancing in the wind.

This ancient blessed land, which had not been used for many years, welcomed its owner again today…

Sitting under the old tree in Yujing, gazing at the sea of ​​clouds and the sun, the man in red’s eyes remained calm.

The purple-robed Taoist priest on the other side was filled with emotion:
He’s back! Daoist friend, he’s back!

In order to welcome the return of fellow Taoists, Hongjun specially opened this Taoist mountain. Everything on the mountain was arranged just as it was in ancient times, without any change. It seemed that ancient time had stopped here…

He had a lot to say:
For example, he would tell his fellow Taoists in detail about the changes that had taken place in the prehistoric world over the years, or talk about his own achievements over the years…

He has long been the ancestor of the immortal civilization, and has personally opened up a brand new era, educating the ancient world with the dignity of a saint. From now on, the ancient world will praise his great holy name for thousands of generations!

As the saying goes, if you don’t return home when you are rich, it is like walking in fine clothes at night.

It is human nature to share one’s achievements with old friends. The reason why he didn’t share before was simply because there was no one worthy of him sharing. As the first saint in the prehistoric world, there was basically no one he could take seriously.

Except Jiao Ming.

Hongjun could never forget this only Taoist friend. He wanted to share his experiences and knowledge with him very much, and then the two of them talked about the past and the present, just like in the ancient times…

But what made him feel at a loss was that Jiao Ming didn’t seem to care about him at all. The two sat face to face for a long time, but they were silent the whole time and could not start a conversation.

From beginning to end, Jiao Ming had been looking at the sea of ​​clouds and the sunset, as if those could arouse his interest more.

After realizing this, Hongjun’s excitement gradually faded, and the passion and emotions that had finally risen also cooled down a little bit:

Fellow Daoist, it seems that you are no longer the same fellow Daoist as you were back then…

“you……”

Hongjun suddenly asked:
“what happened to you?”

Jiao Ming turned his head slowly.

This ancient god who came back from the dead did not feel even a trace of joy because of his hard-won resurrection. There was only calmness and indifference on his face.

他 说:

“old.”

old?

Hongjun was stunned for a long time before he spoke up unwillingly:

“Aren’t you happy at all? You should be happy! You finally came back to life, how can you not be happy!”

There was urgency in His voice, because this was not what He had in mind!
Shouldn’t a person who finally survived be happy about it? Shouldn’t he reminisce with himself enthusiastically? Shouldn’t everyone talk about the changes over the years and feel deeply moved?
How come you don’t show any expression at all?

Are you a stone?
Hongjun’s question made Jiao Ming think seriously for a while…

then:

“I don’t feel happy.”

Hongjun widened his eyes…

He couldn’t believe that it was Jiao Ming who said these words. He also couldn’t believe that this was the reunion he had been looking forward to for countless years. He couldn’t even believe that the stone-like man in front of him was Jiao Ming!

“why?”

Thousands of words turned into just one annoying question.

Jiao Ming said calmly:
“Because I am a damned person…”

Hongjun was angry:

“Who said you deserve to die? I said you shouldn’t die!”

“The ancient times have long passed, history has long turned a page, you are free! No one can kill you!”

“I am a saint! I am the ancestor of Taoism! I have the final say in this world!”

His frustration was filled with his anger towards Jiao Ming. A person who was looking for death all day long was really… speechless!
But Jiao Ming asked back:
“Because you are the Taoist Patriarch, and because history has long since turned the page, does that mean that all those who died because of me died in vain?”

“Will the sins that have already occurred be eliminated over time?”

“You are a saint, can you absolve me of my guilt?”

“Are all living beings really just ants that can be ignored in front of a saint?”

“I!……”

Hongjun was so angry that he couldn’t even utter a complete sentence.

This is a heart-breaking statement!
The immortal civilization is built on the foundation of overthrowing the “three races’ oppression of all living beings”, so the primary purpose is the equality of all living beings.

Even if in reality a saint can indeed treat all living beings as ants, actions are actions and words are words. No matter what the actual operation is, at least the slogan on the surface cannot be changed.

However, Jiao Ming’s sharp question was directly questioning Hongjun’s Dao heart and his definition of equality in the immortal way…

This this……

If these words were not said by Jiao Ming, Hongjun would have slapped him to death on the spot!

Do you think you can question the dignified Taoist master?

However, these words were indeed said by Jiao Ming himself…

In an instant, Hongjun’s expression changed.

Taking a deep breath, Hongjun frowned:
“You have really changed!”

Jiao Ming nodded:
“How can the state of mind of a dead person not change?”

Upon hearing this, Hongjun opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, he didn’t say it.

He was somewhat distraught:
The scene of meeting fellow Taoists after looking forward to it for countless years turned out to be so dull, even… chilling!
Is this really something a Taoist friend should say? !

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. However, when he met those eyes that were as still as dead water, his rage suddenly dissipated…

As a dead man, he really doesn’t care at all.

Hongjun’s desire to communicate gradually faded away. He just felt that the person in front of him was not his fellow Taoist at all. He was more unfamiliar than a stranger!
Then what is the point of all my anticipation over the years?

Thinking of this, Hongjun suddenly felt that he was ridiculous…

Daozu stood up without saying a word.

He took one last look at Jiao Ming, and then his figure disappeared into the wind.

Gone with the times were also the expectations and enthusiasm of countless years, which all vanished under the wind and rain of time.

Nothing in the world can stop time. No matter how much Yujing Mountain retains its ancient appearance, it cannot stop time.

What is gone is truly gone.

Just as Hongjun became the Taoist Patriarch and Jiao Ming became a dead man, this is how things are…

… Zhao Si, who had watched the whole process, was thinking:
The script seemed a little different from what he had imagined…

Looking at Jiao Ming who was as still as a rock, Zhao Si thought for a moment and asked:
“Isn’t it a bit too hurtful for you to say that?”

Jiao Ming said calmly:
“So what if I get hurt? So what if I don’t get hurt?”

“I was originally a dead man, and I had no last wishes when I died… I have a wife and children, and I have made achievements and careers. All my wishes have been fulfilled, and even the last remaining obsession has been cut off by me.”

“So, do I really need to be resurrected?”

Jiao Ming’s words made Zhao Si stunned:
It seems…that’s true.

Jiao Ming was not the kind of person who would die with hatred and regrets. On the contrary, his life was quite fulfilling!
Zu Feng, the childhood goddess and first love, really married him, had children, and had a happy family.

His close friend Hongjun was also able to attain enlightenment and become a saint, thus opening up a new era of prehistoric immortals.

He also killed his personal enemies, such as the Ancestral Dragon and the Ancestral Qilin, and married the Ancestral Phoenix to him, so the war between the three tribes that was supposed to break out was eliminated in the bud by him.

In terms of his great achievements, these alone are enough to make him dazzling. When future generations talk about history, they will definitely not be able to avoid him, the great and needless first god of the ancient times!

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In terms of his sins, he had tried his best to minimize casualties, and in the end he made complete atonement to everyone by committing suicide. He died without any worries!

With this kind of life, except for not completing the system’s survival mission, his life is simply perfect!

If that’s the case, why resurrect him?
Zhao Si pondered for a while, and suddenly realized:
Resurrecting Jiao Ming is nothing more than Hongjun’s wishful thinking…

He thought Jiao Ming would be happy about the resurrection and would have a pleasant conversation with Him, just like they were in the past.

But the reality is that Jiao Ming has no interest in these things at all. There is no need to care so much about the dead…

“But since you’ve been resurrected, don’t rush to die!”

After thinking for a while, Zhao Si said seriously:

“Even if there is nothing to talk about between you and Hongjun here, there is another Hongjun waiting for you!”

Hearing this, Jiao Ming remained motionless:

“You mean my second life?”

“Ok!”

Jiao Ming shook his head:
“There’s no need…”

“Everything about me has ended. In my second life, he only wanted me to come back because of his obsession… But what if I go back?”

“I can’t do anything except meet him once, but if I meet him once, he will want to meet me again, and the next time…”

“His expectations of me will never end. As long as I am alive, he will always hope that I will be alive and even accompany him forever…”

“It’s better not to see him than to do this.”

After hearing what Jiao Ming said, Zhao Si scratched his head:

“That’s true…”

Lao Jiao is an old friend with whom Hongjun of both worlds has a very good relationship. If the old friend does not die, the friendship will not be interrupted, and they will always want to see this old friend.

And it is impossible for Jiao Ming to continue to survive…

So in order to stop all this, Jiao Ming’s best solution is to cut ties with them, such as having a direct showdown with Hongjun of this world!
but……

Zhao Si frowned:
“No, the second generation Hongjun is different!”

“He doesn’t know whether you are alive or dead. He only knows that you have continued to reincarnate, so he will always hope that you will come back to find him.”

“If you don’t go see him, he will probably keep waiting…”

This……

Speaking of this, Jiao Ming was a little hesitant:

It would be a bit cruel to not meet him.

Going to see him will make him look forward to more reunions.

And if I told him directly that I had died in the next reincarnation…it would seem to be a bigger blow to him…

How to do it?

Jiao Ming subconsciously looked at Zhao Si.

And Zhao Si also raised his eyebrows:

“I have to put an end to his expectations, but I can’t let him down too much, and I can’t just tell him you’re dead…”

After thinking about it for a long time, an idea gradually became clear in Zhao Si’s mind…

……

Jiao Ming II.

In the Zixiao Palace, a vortex suddenly formed!
Daozu was just wondering, but suddenly he was shocked…

A familiar figure stepped out of the vortex.

Daozu was completely stunned. Although he had not seen him for many years, the aura of the true spirit would not lie. The person in front of him was his fellow Taoist from back then!
Before he could speak, the Taoist friend had already started laughing:
“Daoyou, I’m back!”

“you……”

Daozu opened his mouth wide. The surprise came so suddenly that he was a little at a loss!
After a long while, He asked carefully:

“You… cleared the level?”

“Of course!”

The Taoist smiled confidently:
“I have achieved a perfect ending in my third life. From now on, I don’t need to reincarnate anymore!”

“Good! Good!”

Daozu clapped his hands and laughed.

After waiting, He finally got the reward He wanted!
[On this day, the common ancestor of all spirits returned to the wilds, and wherever his fame spread, all spirits cheered! ]

[In the 24th year of the Demonic Calendar, the ancestor of all spirits publicly announced that the Heavenly Court was the only legitimate government in the prehistoric world, and acknowledged that the Emperor of Heaven, Di Jun, was his adopted son! ]

[Emperor Jun was overjoyed and immediately called out, “Godfather!”]

[It is fate. The common ancestor of all spirits publicly announced that the survivors of the three tribes were innocent and allowed them to continue to worship the three ancestors! ]

【Then the three tribes were delighted and expressed their gratitude! 】

[From then on, the historical contradictions that had troubled Emperor Jun for many years were finally resolved, and the internally united Heavenly Court prospered…]

[In short, the return of the common ancestor of all spirits makes everyone very happy! ]

[This even includes Jiao Ming who just killed another corpse…]

[Looking at the various positive influences caused by the incarnation that carried another strand of his obsession in the Second World, Jiao Ming smiled with satisfaction. ]

[“The shackles are gone, and the obsessions are gone!”]

[He smiled, and was free again…]

……

(End of this chapter)