My portable grandfather refreshes every week

Xue Lu always felt that perhaps he had woken up Fuge on a whim, which led to them being blocked at the door.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a coincidence that when they woke up other people before, they weren't blocked at the door.

However, none of that mattered anymore. After tidying himself up, Xue Dinglu immediately got up and prepared to investigate the situation in the vicinity.

"Where is this?" Xue asked.

Since it was a portal opened by a great sage, Xue Daolu had no idea where he was, and the starry sky here looked completely unfamiliar to him.

There isn't even air here.

Although Xue Lude has now evolved into an ultimate creature that can survive without air, and the blood of hell has even given him the strength to traverse subspace, it can be said that Xue Lude is now at least an immortal abomination.

It's similar to the monster we encountered before, whose body was that of a deer but whose head was that of a hand.

Ultimately, they are all enemies of the same origin.

Because this planet doesn't even have an atmosphere, Xue's law can even directly see the pure starry sky and the enormous halo on this planet.

"This planet is quite beautiful. I even thought about planting a divine tree here. Unfortunately, I only have one divine tree left, which was twisted by the Lord of the Mist," Xue Dinglu sighed.

If the divine tree had not been activated to absorb magical energy, then it would be a harmless world tree, a world tree with such vigorous vitality that it could grow successfully even on a dead star, thus condensing atmosphere and water.

Take my second daughter, Xue Lingshu, for example. She is in this state now. The only thing that is a little strange is that my second daughter does not have the instinct to absorb spiritual particles, but she does have the instinct to eat insects.

When she plants them in flowerpots, all the mosquitoes, flies, and even cockroaches disappear from the entire house. And every time she goes out for barbecue, her youngest daughter always orders grilled insects.

Everyone else couldn't stomach this stuff and looked on with reluctance, but the youngest daughter ate it with great relish, often saying, "Why don't you eat this delicious food?"

To digress slightly, Xue simply remarked on the environment and the beautiful star ring.

Here, you can even see broken asteroids and ice blocks on the rings—ice blocks, right? Doesn't that prove that this planet should have water?

Just as Xue was wondering, the Great Sage said, "This planet is called 'Red Moon' in my hometown. It is the closest planet to my hometown."

Xue's Law: ...

Wait a minute, this is the closest planet to the old man's home planet, and its rings are covered with meteorites and ice...

Even if his astronomical knowledge was limited, Xue Dinglu was, after all, a science student, and he instantly understood what was going on. He immediately felt embarrassed, realizing that he had accidentally said something very offensive.

"Yes, you guessed right. The incredibly beautiful rings on this planet, and the broken meteorites and asteroids on them, are fragments of my home planet," the Great Sage said, not finding anything wrong with Xue's words at all, but rather being direct and straightforward.

Xue Law: "..."

Looking at the star rings here, Xue Lude thought for a moment...

Oh well, we're already here...

Xue Dinglu immediately rolled up his sleeves, after all, he was already here.

"Let's summon all the heroic spirits we can," Xue Lude thought to himself.

Without the Great Sage speaking, Xue Luding moved the next moment. When he stood up, the once lifeless planet was instantly transformed into a sea of ​​flowers.

He flew to the planet's ring in one step. From space, the planet did indeed appear pale red, perhaps due to its soil composition. Surrounding this pale red planet, a huge ring looked like a hula hoop.

Xue arrived at a meteorite belt in a star ring and, sure enough, discovered many meteorites that were out of place with their surroundings.

"The workload is a bit heavy, but I should be able to do it..." Xue Luding murmured. The next moment, hellish blood surged from his body, turning into one after another bouncy blood deer. Then, the deer all scattered and began this run around the star ring.

The deer's hoof landed on the nearest dark, cold meteorite, and just as its toe touched the rocky crust, "Bang!"

A vibrant, otherworldly color exploded silently from the tip of its hoof.

Hard rocks were transformed into fertile soil, and bright red, bright yellow, light purple, and pure white flowers bloomed in abundance. Vines entwined and greenery grew wildly. In a fraction of a second, this desolate asteroid became a floating, vibrant garden island.

The deer did not stop; it leaped lightly, gliding through the air, and rushed toward the next stubborn rock.

And so, on this meteorite belt that originally recorded the death of the Demon Star, one flower after another bloomed.

The trails left by the deer became a path of miracles, transforming the land of death into a vibrant garland encircling the planet.

Within those flowers, more and more spiritual particles gathered, and gradually, the first "demon" was summoned from them.

He seemed a little dazed, constantly looking at his hands and touching his body.

He remembered that he should have been assimilated by the insects by the end, so why, why was he still standing here intact? And the next moment, he saw the scene here.

It was a sea of ​​flowers, with wildflowers blooming everywhere on all the asteroids.

And it wasn't just this one demon; more and more demons rose up from the sea of ​​flowers.

Xue Lude's summoning of heroic spirits involved countless changes to the plan, but in the end, he chose the current plan, which is to summon heroic spirits and summon the original "spiritual particles" belonging to the original owners.

When a person dies, their soul goes to the subspace, and the remaining spiritual particles in their body gradually dissipate and eventually merge into the origin of the planet.

This is why souls can only appear after the United Front is established, and only those who have come into contact with magic essence can possess "souls".

Therefore, the essence of Heroic Spirit Summoning is a technique that resummons and gathers the spiritual particles belonging to the original owner. It is an expanded product of the concept of "absorbing regrets" from Hellblood. Therefore, the "Heroic Spirits" that are gathered are the spiritual particles that originally belonged to them.

Of course, the situation is complicated. Some people's souls may have already dissipated in the subspace, while others' spirit particles may have completely returned to the natural cycle and then become the spirit particles of other beings.

This even involves a philosophical question: when a person's soul has been broken into particles and then reassembled, is that person still the same person?
Just as a person's body is broken down into various trace elements such as carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen, and then these elements that originally belonged to him come together to form that person again, is he still the same person? This involves something deeper: what exactly is your true self? Your brain? Your heart? Or perhaps your spirit or soul? Or is it the complex electrical signals that constitute your brain?

This problem is too profound, so Schrödinger's law did not take it into account.

Why worry about all that? I'll just use a Heroic Spirit Summoning first, and we can deal with any problems later.

Therefore, when heroic spirits are summoned, what is summoned is merely their original spiritual particles, not a true resurrection. They simply reappear in the form of aggregated spiritual particles.

If nothing unexpected happens, these pure spiritual particles will once again be attracted to the King at the end of the warp, and thus automatically head to the end of the warp.

Therefore, Xue's Law came up with the idea of ​​"Hall of Heroes," which, to put it bluntly, is to compete with the subspace and even the Venerable King for souls and those spiritual particles.

In Valhalla, they are able to live to the next life until their souls are completely transformed into the purest spiritual particles, which are then fed back to Valhalla.

The process of a soul slowly turning into spirit particles due to wear and tear in the stable and healthy environment of Valhalla is extremely long. Xue Luding calculated that it should take anywhere from several hundred to several thousand years, depending mainly on the original strength of these souls. Stronger souls may be able to maintain their consciousness for several thousand years.

This is equivalent to living another life, although in this life, most of the time can only be spent in a virtual world.

But Xue's Law is going to talk to you about "what's wrong with the world of illusion".

Even in this illusory world, everyone can achieve a future with seven days of rest. This is the "Hall of Heroes" created by Xue Luding by using the blood of hell and merging it with the God of Order based on his own, which originally belonged to the Underworld of the Mimic King.

So, after all the blood had gathered to form a small deer that covered the entire star ring, more and more demons stood up from the sea of ​​flowers.

Most of them were bewildered, because in the memories of most demons, they should all be dead, or even turned into monsters like insects. However, this time they woke up to find themselves standing in a sea of ​​flowers.

What happened?

However, when some demons found their former relatives in the crowd, they didn't care what had happened and all embraced each other, weeping with joy.

At this moment, Xue Dinglu felt somewhat regretful, because the requirements for this heroic spirit summoning were actually very high, so not everyone could summon it.

Is it possible to summon the person the old man wants to see?
Xue's Law is questionable. In fact, this may not even be all the fragments of the Demon Star. The planet hit by the planet-destroying cannon may have had more fragments that gradually became cosmic debris, or some fragments may have been absorbed by the subspace.

It just depends on luck.

As Xue Luding thought this, he looked at the star ring filled with flowers and gradually smiled.

"There are bugs!" A sharp voice suddenly rang out, and all the demons became alert in an instant, with panic and fear spreading immediately.

Xue Law: "..."

He rushed over immediately and indeed found a Shub insect, even the queen of the Shub insect race. However, this insect was not a physical being, but a soul.

What is this? How can Heroic Spirit Summoning summon this thing? Huh?

Although Xue Lude is currently using the power of the Lord of the Mist, or rather, the power of the Divine Tree, summoning this thing was still far beyond Xue Lude's expectations.

So, what was supposed to be a family reunion turned into chaos in the next instant. Some were startled, some were panting, some had hunched backs, some had round heads and flat ears, and many others ran away in terror, or were immediately preparing to fight back...

In an instant, the scene became incredibly chaotic. Even Xue Luding rolled up his sleeves, ready to kill the bug first, making the flower-covered star ring a scene of utter chaos.

Meanwhile, looking at the scene in the sky from the ground, the Great Sage's lips curled up slightly.

Perhaps this was a scene from his dreams, something he could never do in his life, something he never even dared to dream of, yet it was accomplished by the last child he taught after his death.

Although this is not a true resurrection, but merely a member of the race in spirit form, I am now just a heroic spirit in spirit form. The demon race has long been extinct in the universe, and those who remain are merely leaving behind the demon race's final swan song for this universe.

Perhaps in the future, there will be successors who can inherit the legacy of the Demon Clan, and they might also change their names back to "Demons," that's what the old man thought.

"You are Joshua?" A questioning voice came from behind the old man. The next moment, the great sage, who had been calm and collected, seemed to freeze in his tracks.

It was a girl's voice, and she sounded very young, like she was thirteen or fourteen years old.

When the Great Sage turned around, the light of spiritual particles slowly rose from the sea of ​​flowers, and the short-haired girl stood among them.

The sea of ​​flowers moved undulatingly without wind, the gentle waves brushing against the old man's worn robe.

The air was filled not with simple fragrance, but with a mixture of the warmth of the old sunshine, the sweet and briny scent of grass after the rain, and a trace of that summer's aroma that had long since faded into the depths of memory.

The great sage was stunned; his eyes, which had been dry for centuries, suddenly felt a strange moisture.

She was wearing the simple linen dress I remembered, with a small patch at the hem, and she was barefoot, her ankles slender.

Her body was translucent, as if composed of stagnant morning dew and stardust, emitting a faint glow, with a few petals or particles of light occasionally escaping from the edges before re-merging into the surrounding sea of ​​flowers.

She was still the same age she was when they parted, thirteen or fourteen, her eyes as clear as a mountain spring untouched by any gloom. When she saw the white-haired, wrinkled old man, there was no trace of unfamiliarity or fear in his eyes, only a pure understanding and intimacy that seemed to penetrate all barriers of time.

She smiled, a smile that instantly shattered all the wisdom and pretense of power of the sage, turning him back into the helpless little mage.

A long pursuit, arduous training, and exploration of truth... When he possessed the wisdom and power to move mountains and overturn seas and see through the birth and death of stars, the person who would place a daisy in his palm had long since turned into a sigh deep within the meteorite between stars.

He always thought that the regret and the pain had long been worn away by time and covered by a greater sense of responsibility and knowledge.

Until now...

“Joshua, you’ve gotten so old…” She looked at the old man before her, a hint of heartache in her eyes. “But welcome home, Joshua…”

The great sage gently wiped away the traces from the corner of his eye, smiled, and said, "I'm back." (End of Chapter)