Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

After a moment, the fragrance rushed into Ye Fan's body like a tide, and there were no more strange phenomena after that.

At a certain moment, the little monk suddenly opened his eyes and slowly sat up.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling dizzy, as if he had been sleeping for a long time.

“Who am I and where am I?”

The young monk looked around in confusion. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked, but after looking, he felt even more dizzy and confused. This place looked like an ordinary house, but the faint, shimmering runes on the walls were something he had never seen before. They didn't seem to be from the human world.

"Is this the underworld?"

Ye Fan nodded calmly, without any panic, because death was never something to be feared by him.

He clasped his hands together with a calm expression. When he saw his own white and tender little hands, the little monk was stunned for a moment. He scanned his body with his mental power and found that he looked like he was five years old.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, then accepted it with a faint smile:

"I see, this is my true form after my passing, Ami..."

He smiled faintly and continued to look to the right, then saw Zhou Ping lying flat on his back.

"Amitābha...Gah?!"

"..."

Ye Fan's eyes widened instantly, and his whole body was as if struck by lightning. He was stunned for half a minute. After he figured something out, he was so scared that his heart almost stopped.

"No, this is absolutely wrong. This is not the underworld!" The little monk stared and frantically analyzed:

"I remember now, I finally remember now! This should be the place where the Heavenly Dao is! I carry the [Life-Changing Pearl] with me, relying on the power of this life-changing bead, and I have been tracking Zhou Ping's whereabouts all the way.

"I found it! My current mission is to successfully replace Zhou Ping. This is a task I must never forget!"

That’s it, that’s it!

The predecessors did not leave any written experience, so he had to rely on his own exploration. Now he finally understood the true use of this [Life-Changing Pearl].

It turns out that the [Life-Changing Pearl] is not fully automatic awakening, but semi-manual.

"Then the most important thing right now is to wake up Zhou Ping!"

Ye Fan was indeed an expert in Zen and had experienced too many ups and downs. In an instant, he suppressed the fear in his heart and figured out all the problems.

Amitabha! "

The little monk jumped off the bed and stood on Zhou Ping's bedside table. He looked down at Zhou Ping's eyebrows, clasped his hands together devoutly, and a large amount of golden Sanskrit words floated out of his eyes, covering Zhou Ping's whole body. A heavy aura filled the air, and a childish voice chanted ethereal Sanskrit sounds:

"Zhou Ping, wake up."

"Zhou Ping, wake up!"

"Zhou Ping, wake up!!"

There was silence all around, but it exploded in Zhou Ping's mind, like a cell phone alarm at around three in the morning.

Zhou Ping suddenly opened his eyes, sat up with a start, covered his heart and gasped for breath. He quickly locked his sight on the source of the sound, and the scene in front of him stunned him.

Standing on the bedside table was a handsome little monk with a bald head, a round face, and clear and bright eyes... but he was standing above him completely naked.

"Who are you? Hey, kid, don't pee on my head..."

"Zhou Ping! I'm Ye Fan!"

The young monk was extremely decisive. The forbidden area opened up, and a large Buddha appeared behind him. The Buddha's light shone everywhere, and the solemn and familiar aura made Zhou Ping confirm his identity in an instant.

"Commander Ye, you are really Commander Ye, how come you..." Zhou Ping was shocked.

"It's me. This is my true form after my death."

"No, I'm asking why you're not wearing any clothes?"

"...It's just a shell. You can't bring it with you when you're born, and you can't take it with you when you die. This is the law of the universe." Ye Fan said with a twitch of his mouth:

"Now listen to me, Zhou Ping...you are actually dead.

"But now, I'm going to resurrect you!"

Chapter 388: An Outgoing One Time...

Ye Fan has always been decisive in his actions. He did not give Zhou Ping any time to interrupt him and explained everything clearly and thoroughly in just a few minutes.

"I remember now. I have indeed returned to the Way of Heaven."

"You just understand."

The little monk nodded, jumped off the bedside table, and sat down cross-legged as usual. Just as he was about to speak, he looked up and found that he was not even as tall as the bed, and his butt felt a little cold.

Then he stood up again, climbed onto the bed with a grunt, and said:

"The [Life-Transforming Pearl] actually managed to bring me here. This is probably the last time we'll see each other in this life. I wanted to give you more instructions, but the situation is dire and urgent. You should return quickly."

He finished speaking, but did not wait for Zhou Ping's response.

But Zhou Ping lowered his head, tears in his eyes, and his expression was already full of pain.

Zhou Ping's voice trembled:

"Commander Ye, what are you going to do?"

"Monks don't care about life and death." The little monk smiled warmly and healed, and whispered softly, "You must understand that the mission you shoulder is much heavier than mine. Daxia can bear the regret of losing Venerable Ye Fan, but it cannot be without the Red Dust Sword Immortal to protect this world."

"Besides, I also have selfish motives."

After saying this, the little monk was a little embarrassed and slowly said:

"Back then, I found you and brought you into the cruel supernatural world, placing an immense burden on your shoulders. For all these years, I've been burdened with guilt. Guilt for staining a child as pure as glass with blood has always been a thorn in my heart."

"It doesn't matter..." Zhou Ping shook his head.

"Please listen to me first, I may not have much time." Ye Fan raised the corner of his mouth and continued:

“But actually, while I feel guilty, I am also very proud. I have personally watched you go from the Sea Realm, Wuliang, Klein, the ceiling of humanity, to finally slaying a god and becoming a hero in the eyes of everyone in Daxia. I am actually really proud!

"The day you died, I was devastated, but I still told everyone... Zhou Ping was brought up by me, Ye Fan. He is a great hero of Daxia!

"He is my most important family member and always will be!!"

Ye Fan smiled carefreely and joked, "So let me die for you, I'm willing. If it was my master, I wouldn't bother with him. I haven't lived enough."

Zhou Ping didn't know when, tears already streamed down his face, and he growled with a sobbing voice:

"Commander Ye!"

"Don't cry, don't cry. I see that after going through this, your mind has actually become a little more cheerful. Have you seen through the confusion in the face of life and death?"

Ye Fan quickly changed the subject and led it in a more relaxed direction.

Zhou Ping lowered his head, then slowly raised it, nodded solemnly, and sobbed:

"Before I died, I figured out some things. There were some things I had never dared to try before, but that day, I took the first step."

"Oh? For example?" Ye Fan became interested.

Zhou Ping's heart was filled with sadness at this moment. He suppressed his social anxiety and said, "For example... I cursed and learned... I learned to show off in front of others, but no one else saw it at the time."

"Good! Good! Good!" The little monk smiled and clapped his hands and laughed.

Previously, Zhou Ping's social phobia had actually risen to an extremely serious psychological illness.

Ye Fan had been worried for many years, fearing that Zhou Ping would be trapped in the cage of social phobia for the rest of his life and unable to break free. Especially when he thought that after his death, no one would be able to take good care of him, this worry weighed on his heart like a huge rock.

But unexpectedly, before his death, Zhou Ping actually took such a big step on his own.

congratulations!

"Can I know what you said?" Ye Fan hurriedly explained: "Anyway, I'm going to die, you don't have to worry about embarrassment."

Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, then transformed his mental power into sword energy, forming a series of dynamic pictures in the room, and the sound of the sword simulated the scene of that day.

"Fuck...I'm so awesome."

"If Heaven had not given me Zhou Ping, the sword path would have been like a long night for eternity!"

"Holding the stars and picking the bright moon, there is no one like me in the world!"

"Hahahaha~~~ It's a pity that this damn fog has blocked the sun. Otherwise, the sunlight would shine on me right now, lengthening my shadow. I would put my hands behind my back and look up at the sky. How cool and elegant would that be."

"What a handsome and charming exiled immortal."

Even though his heart was filled with grief, Zhou Ping couldn't help but feel embarrassed. His toes were full of sword energy, leaving sword marks on the quilt.

…Huh, take a deep breath. It’s okay! Commander Ye is the only one who saw it anyway.

"Hahahahaha~~ Good, great, young people should be full of vigor!" Ye Fan laughed heartily, standing on the bed with his hands on his hips, pouting, and said loudly:

"Alright, I've seen what I wanted to see, so I won't act like a daughter anymore... Go ahead, Zhou Ping, who lives a life of unwavering bravery!"

Bah, bah, bah.

Tears fell, Zhou Ping stood up and bowed deeply. The two looked at each other and nodded heavily.

At this moment, both of them had a feeling

Like a torch being passed down, a legacy being passed down! The old strength and the new hope are tightly interwoven, completing a solemn handover in this delicate moment!

I, Ye Fan, I, Zhou Ping, will live forever! !

…and then fell silent at the same time.

After a long while, Zhou Ping asked in a deep voice, "Commander Ye, where should I go?"

The little monk was stunned and frowned, saying, "Go back to where you came from."

Zhou Ping: "...How do I get back?"

Ye Fan: "Huh? You don't know? I don't know either..."

"...What should we do then?"

“I don’t know…”

at this time.

With a 'squeak', the door opened and a panda walked in slowly, shaking its butt.

Panda Eyes glanced at Zhou Ping, whose face was covered in tears, then glanced at the little monk with his hands on his hips and his bare butt. He slowly walked to the box in the corner, took out two pieces of bamboo shoots, put them in his mouth, and walked back with his butt twisted.