Who is still a serious fox monster these days

Chapter 602 The time has come
After millions of reincarnations, Chen Yuan was once again awakened by his companion spirit.

His eyelids trembled slightly and slowly opened. A blurry light and shadow were reflected in his pupils, as if he was looking at the world through a layer of mist.

He subconsciously raised his hand, touched his forehead with his fingertips, and rubbed the aching area.

A trace of confusion floated in his eyes, but it disappeared like smoke in an instant.

He lowered his head, and a self-deprecating arc appeared at the corner of his lips: "I have reincarnated too many times, and I can't even distinguish between reality and fantasy."

"Wait for a while?" The voice of the companion spirit sounded, the tone was calm, but there was a hint of subtle ups and downs than before.

Chen Yuan nodded subconsciously, then suddenly raised his head, his eyes piercing at the other party like a knife: "Can you give suggestions?"

The companion spirit stood quietly beside him, its outline was 70% similar to his, but with a more detached aura.

It - no, perhaps it should be called "he" now - tilted its head slightly, as if thinking about how to respond.

This was originally Chen Yuan's soul clone, and all his thoughts and ideas came from himself, but his proposal at this moment went against his inner thoughts.

He clearly had no intention of stopping, but the alien spirit that accompanied him suggested "postponing".

This can only mean one thing - the companion spirit has developed an independent spiritual intelligence.

After a moment of silence, the companion spirit finally spoke in a low but clear voice:
"After taking over the authority to confer deity status on the Inner Heaven and Earth, a new self gradually emerged in me."

"The power to deify the gods has undergone such changes..." Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The companion spirit did not pause and continued, "You are getting lost faster and faster. This time you were awakened only half a quarter of an hour after the last time."

His eyes fell on Chen Yuan's face, as if examining him, "Do you want to see if your soul is damaged?"

"Only half a minute..." Chen Yuan felt a little bitter.

He has experienced nearly a thousand years in this reincarnation and witnessed many changes in the world, but the reality is that it was just a blink of an eye.

He closed his eyes and exhaled slowly: "I know."

He sat cross-legged and was about to close his eyes and regulate his breathing when his companion spirit spoke again:
"You integrated the two treasures, the Heavenly Demon Palace and the Nine Nether Tower, into the inner world, and also incorporated a real world into it, and ascended with it."

His tone was filled with an elusive meaning: "After going through the baptism of the Ascension Channel, your inner world... may be more bizarre than you imagined."

Chen Yuan frowned: "What do you mean?"

The companion spirit shook his head, with a rare hint of confusion in his eyes:

"I don't know what I want to say. Perhaps... it's just because I have a new consciousness born from the deification of your inner world, so I find it particularly mysterious."

After a pause, he lowered his voice:

“But if you can’t find a way out after hundreds or millions of reincarnations, you might as well explore the path to becoming a god in your inner world.”

After he finished speaking, he nodded slightly to Chen Yuan, closed his eyes and remained silent. His figure, with a glowing aura, stood still like a sculpture.

Chen Yuan stared at this familiar yet unfamiliar existence, and a sense of absurdity surged in his heart.

——Now that the clone has gained self-awareness, can it still be considered my clone in the future?
As for the path to becoming a god in the inner world...one level of godhood corresponds to one level of authority.

Although he is already a celestial being, his path to the divine way is still limited to the level of an immortal official. He cannot seal the way of heaven above, nor can he control ghosts and gods below.

If you want to go one step further and achieve the status of a spiritual lord, there are only two ways.

Or they could set up their own faction and compete with the Heavenly Court for the legitimate position in the world.

Either you surrender to the Heavenly Court and receive the title from the current orthodox ruler.

Neither of these two paths is a good strategy.

After all, setting up one's own sect in the fairy world is no less than slapping the face of the Heavenly Court. It is likely that the Heavenly Thunder Prison will be destroyed in an instant.

As for taking refuge in the Heavenly Palace and receiving the title, they would never be free again.

"Lets see."

He whispered, calmed his mind, and checked whether his soul was damaged. ······
Fairyland, deep at the end of the North Sea Abyss.

The dark sea water here is as stagnant as ink, and a few glimmers of ice-blue light occasionally appear in the deep darkness, like the reflection of the scales of some ancient creature as it swims.

A towering Taoist temple stands quietly, and its base is actually the remains of a gigantic black tortoise shell.

The patterns on the tortoise shell have long since merged with the stone walls of the Taoist temple, exuding a time-honored and heavy atmosphere.

Inside the Taoist temple, green smoke curls up and the sandalwood smells quiet.

A young Taoist priest in a black Taoist robe sat cross-legged on a cushion, with the hem of his robe spreading out like flowing water.

His eyes were slightly closed and his breathing was long, as if he had merged into the silence.

Suddenly, his eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

There seemed to be stars flowing in his eyes, but they returned to calm in an instant.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked towards the altar in the center of the Taoist temple - there was originally nothing there, but now there was a figure.

The figure was wearing a black Ruyi brocade robe with lifelike basalt patterns embroidered on it. There seemed to be an undercurrent flowing between the scales, as if all the water vapor from the entire North Sea was condensed there.

His right hand lightly pressed the hilt of the Turtle Snake Sword at his waist. His knuckles were slender and his joints were distinct, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

"Teacher." The young Taoist immediately bowed and saluted, his voice respectful and low.

The figure on the altar had eyes as calm as an ancient well. He spoke slowly, his voice seemed to come from a very far distance, yet it was extremely clear:

"The time has come. Go to the Wu Clan, the Nine Netherworlds, and the Netherworld. The day when the karma and sins of the three places gather together will be the day for you to become a quasi-saint."

A hint of joy flashed across the young Taoist's eyes, and he immediately lowered his head. A few strands of hair fell down in front of his forehead, covering the slightly raised corners of his mouth:

"Thank you teacher for your guidance!"

He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you need to bring your junior brother along?"

"His cultivation is not good enough, and he will reveal the secret if he brings him along. You just go ahead."

The young Taoist nodded, and then asked, "Where is the ghost car?"

"Turn back south, do not stop during the day, do not move at night, and walk."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure on the altar disappeared like smoke, as if it had never existed.

The young Taoist bowed again to the empty altar, and his figure faded away like a phantom.

The next moment, in the black palace where the ghost car was located.

The candlelight in the hall was dim, illuminating the slender figure of Guiche. She was leaning on a black jade bench, tapping the armrest with her fingertips, bored.

Suddenly, the air twisted slightly, and the young Taoist appeared in front of her silently.

Gui Che's red eyes shrank slightly, and he was stunned for a moment before recognizing the other person's identity.

She opened her red lips slightly, and was about to speak, but the young Taoist spoke first:
"The teacher said that you should turn south and go back without stopping during the day or rushing at night. Just walk."

"On foot?" Guiche frowned and his voice suddenly rose with a hint of disbelief.

She is the Great Sage of Divine Birds, the former contender for the title of the ancestor of all birds, but today she has to walk like an mortal beast?
——Then wouldn’t I become a free-range chicken?

She was secretly annoyed and her eyes twitched slightly, but she saw that the young Taoist just nodded lightly and his figure began to blur.

"and many more!"

She stood up hastily, her sleeves fluttering. "Leave now? What about that cloud staring at me outside?"

However, the figure of the young Taoist priest completely disappeared, leaving only her voice echoing in the empty palace, which seemed particularly lonely.

I'm secretly updating a chapter. My mind feels a little numb after not writing for a long time. Although the plot is in my mind, I always feel that the words are not expressive enough when I write it down. Please forgive me.
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