Tiandao is not working today

Chapter 240 Self-reliance
"Yan... Yan slave!" Shen Leling's pupils trembled.

The sudden appearance of Luo Yan had already shocked her.

What I said before contacting Yan Nu, I realized that Yan Nu has joined the magic way, and it seems to be the legendary Xing Tian.

His younger brother is Xing Tian!Back then, the youth in Dashan had already terrified the entire world of cultivating immortals.

But before there was any surprise, Yan Nu suddenly fell, which shocked everyone.

The cheers of the slave rebels stopped abruptly, and the gods were stunned.

Yan Nu, who was invincible just now, fought against the gods, died like this?
"Tsk... Shuangfeiyan." Luo Yan frowned slightly, his heart like a mirror.

It was only early morning here in Rome, so he ignored that it was already noon in Shenzhou.

In other words, Shuangfeiyan totem killed another person, it was Yan Nu.

There is such a time difference overseas, who made Shenzhou a ball, and it is still night in some places.

As a result, the arrival of Yan Nu's deadline seemed very sudden.

However, he wasn't nervous, because Yan Nu couldn't die from running out of lifespan.

The reason is very simple. First of all, Mo Dao has already confirmed that the killing of the Shuangfeiyan totem is to make the life span zero.

But it's not absolutely lethal, it's just that after the lifespan is lost, it will naturally be impossible to live.

That is to say, the final "death" is the responsibility of heaven, and the undead people can live with a negative life expectancy by relying on magical powers.

And Yan Nu is "Xing Tian", and Xing Tian's definition is a protester who "even the law of heaven can't kill him".

So death is death, but certainly not a complete death.

As for what this death state is like, it depends on how Tiandao handles it. It should be a state that can still continue to fight.

It was precisely because he knew that Heavenly Dao could not kill Yan Nu, and at most indirectly used strange objects to deal with Yan Nu, so he and Miaohan finally agreed on their opinions and were not in a hurry to let Yan Nu practice the way of organs.

"As expected, trapped in the underworld..."

Luo Yan thought calmly, but Shen Leling was stunned.

Yan Nu's sudden death left her unprepared.

At this moment, Yan Nu is completely lifeless, any monk can see this.

Every piece of flesh and blood has lost its vitality, coupled with the dissipation of the soul, although the remaining body still exudes arrogance, it is already a pure corpse.

"Impossible, he still has arrogance, so he must be alive!"

"Yan slave!"

Shen Leling used Hanging River to pour water, and flew over in the air.

At the same time, the gods descended and cautiously approached Yannu's body.

Once Yan Nu died, the gods were the strongest on the field, and the situation was reversed in an instant.

Luo Yan was worried about Shen Leling's loss, so he pulled her back with a wave of his hand: "Don't go, he is already dead."

"This king's arrogance will not dissipate even after death. Let alone a corpse, we can still exude arrogance even if we set up a tomb."

Shen Leling couldn't accept it, his eyes were full of wonderful water: "Why did he die! Who did it! Who attacked Yan Nu?"

Her tone was very intense. In her opinion, this kind of death without any warning must be cursed secretly by an insidious villain.

God?A certain god had a powerful trick to kill Yan Nu?
"It's a strange thing, and it reduced his lifespan to zero. Don't worry, Yan Nu is dead, but he's definitely fine." Luo Yan said calmly.

"What are you talking about!" Shen Leling didn't understand what it meant to be dead and fine.

Luo Yan quickly explained the situation of the Shuangfeiyan totem and the legend of Xingtian.

Shen Leling breathed a sigh of relief: "You mean Yan Nu is not dead?"

Luo Yan calmly said: "Death is death, but there are many states of death."

"A mortal's soul will die when his soul leaves his body, and a monk's soul will die when his soul is shattered. Yan Nu should be the latter now, and his soul is gone."

Shen Leling glanced at him: "Wouldn't it be dead if the soul flies away?"

Luo Yan smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. The most important thing for a person is self-awareness. Apart from other things, Yan Nu alone can save the death of the soul."

"Did you feel his artistic conception? Just now, the rebels also lost their souls. Generally speaking, when the soul is gone, the conscious self is also gone. But Yan Nu can also intercept their last conscious thinking and protect them in the artistic conception space. will dissipate."

Shen Leling and Zichen looked at each other, it's true that the Death God's move killed many people, and Yan Nu brought them back to life again.

I didn't understand it before, but now that I think about it, Yan Nu revived everyone after beating their souls to pieces.

Even others can save in this way, can't he himself?
"You mean, Yan Nu's consciousness has also been intercepted by his artistic conception?"

"Then... isn't that a paradox? Where is he now?"

Shen Leling couldn't understand, the artistic conception space is in the heart, it is visualized by the consciousness, can he also enter himself?

But Zichen understood: "Yes, the underworld is the same, it is in the body of the underworld king, and the underworld king is also in the underworld."

Luo Yan nodded approvingly: "That's right, the relationship between Yan Nu and his artistic conception space is now similar to the relationship between Pluto and the underworld."

"It's even more frightening. Yan Nu's ray of true spirit is stored in his heart... Self-storage, self-existing, eternal consciousness!"

Shen Leling still couldn't understand: "Since that's the case, where did Yan Nu, or his artistic conception space go? Is it in this corpse?"

Luo Yan said: "In the underworld!"

"Yannu belongs to 'natural death', and dies when his lifespan is exhausted. According to the rules of the Roman gods, he should enter the underworld."

"Normally speaking, he won't be able to come back, and Pluto will not let him return to Yang."

In the Central Plains, the ancient ancestors stuck the underworld setting with their wisdom. The situation in Rome is different, and the world after death was successfully conceived.

Pluto can decide whether the deceased will be tortured, continue to live in the underworld, or simply die of consciousness.

Power is in the hands of God, which is basically equal to being controlled by the Dao of Heaven.

"Why is it in the underworld? Is it because he died on the Roman land? I don't remember it." Zi Chen was puzzled.

As far as he knew, if a Shenzhou person died in a foreign country, he would not 'do as the Romans do', and would not enter the underworld unless there was an envoy from the underworld to hook his soul into it.

Luo Yan explained: "Normal Shenzhou people certainly don't, they will operate according to the civilization's system whichever civilization they belong to."

"But in the final analysis, this is determined by the way of heaven. It is not ruled out that the way of heaven can also allow the dead to be divided according to 'geographical ownership'."

"Yannu has entered the blacklist of the Heavenly Dao, so he can definitely be targeted."

"In the underworld, Yan Nu can continue to fight and fight, but will always be trapped there... This is simply what Heaven is most happy to see."

"On the contrary, according to our Shenzhou system, death just dissipates in place..."

"But Yannu has that special artistic conception space. When the soul dissipates, it dissipates. This thing can be discarded... If you want, you can make it up at will."

"Due to dissipating in place, the consciousness is still in the corpse. In this case, this kind of death is simply ridiculous, which is equivalent to doing nothing."

"It's really just a 'die'. You are the way of heaven, how do you choose? It must be to trap him, let him trouble the Hades, and try not to let him come back."

Shen Leling and Zichen were dumbfounded. Is Yannu so powerful?

It is targeted by the Dao of Heaven and self-hosted.Yan Nu didn't even take the initiative to attack, just being passive... was forcing a game between Heaven and Dao.

Thanks to the underworld system in the West, otherwise Yan Nu would have just 'died for a while', which is outrageous.

And that self-storage, the more I think about it, the more powerful it gets.

The gods store civilization, the immortals store the race, the earthly immortals store the earth, and the heavenly immortals store the way of heaven.

Never heard of it before, self-hosted... I'm pinned to myself?I die, I resurrect myself?

When the consciousness dies, the artistic conception space will be blocked, and you can resurrect yourself.It doesn't matter if the artistic conception space is erased, it is a place of inner imagination and can be regenerated.

The two are entangled and superimposed on each other, and they are each other's sustenance.

What kind of attack is needed to erase both at the same time?
This immortality is beyond the monk's imagination.

"But Yan Nu was trapped in the underworld and couldn't come back, what should I do?" Shen Leling asked anxiously after thinking about it.

Luo Yan sent out a scroll to protect everyone: "Don't panic. Under normal circumstances in the underworld, the dead cannot come back, but it's not absolutely impossible to come back under any circumstances..."

"Can't the god of death come out? Pluto can come out if he wants to, and some heroes have also died in the past, that is to say, there is a 'way of life'."

"The true spirit of Thanatos is still with Yannu. He must know the underworld better than us. It's useless for us to worry. Let's protect ourselves first... and then find a way to contact Yannu."

With a whoosh, Yu Qinghong also appeared on the scroll, and said with a paralyzed face, "Our people will be here soon."

"Well...then let's leave here first, without the protection of Yan Nu's artistic conception, if you die, you will really die." Without saying a word, Luo Yan immediately flew out of Rome with everyone to avoid the sharp edge.

Shen Leling was startled and said: "What about Yannu's body?"

Luo Yan looked at the gods: "The corpse is not important, let alone how hard the corpse is, even if the gods completely wipe it out, it will have no effect on Yannu, and it is not difficult to get another body."

"Miaohan still has a piece of flesh and blood, and I have a little bit in Lanbai Mountain."

"According to my understanding of the absolute characteristics, if the corpse in front of me is really completely wiped out, then the flesh and blood in Miaohan will become the main body, triggering self-healing, and returning to a complete human form."

Zichen asked: "What about the rebels?"

Shen Leling asked: "Who is Miaohan?"

Luo Yan didn't answer Water Girl's question, but frowned tightly, and then sighed: "The rebels have already occupied the city of Rome, and the nobles shouldn't be able to fight back after fleeing for a while."

"As for the gods, they don't want to attack the slaves. They should be more concerned about Yan Nu's situation."

"And our people will arrive soon, let's see who has more!"

"What I'm more worried about now is...the Shennong Cauldron... I hope Yannu's domineering spirit can still scare them for a while."

Sure enough, the gods didn't care about slaves at all.

Gathered around Yan Nu's corpse, looking at each other, not knowing who did it.

At the same time, he was afraid that Yan Nu would not die, so he still kept his distance when facing a corpse, not daring to approach it.

"Is it really dead? Can Pluto's divinity affect the outside world?" God of War said blankly.

God King Jupiter felt quietly: "It is indeed dead, the body has no activity, and there is no consciousness."

"Why is he lying quietly, and this majestic aura still makes me feel oppressed and I can't breathe?" the God of Light asked cautiously.

All the gods were in palpitations, and the battle ahead cast a shadow on them.

At this moment, Yan Nu was just a corpse, with a gun in one hand and a cauldron in the other, leaning lifelessly on the top of the temple, his eyes closed, and a kind smile remained on his face, as if he was just falling asleep.

But still domineering sideways, taught the gods to be afraid.

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　PS: sorry.

　　
　
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