All of this happens in fragments where time does not exist and is difficult to define.

A black spring gushed out a pure white spring. This spring gushed up in the chaotic world of nothingness and surging towards the ten directions.

Black is the silence of death, and white is the 'breath of life'.

Silence is death, and it is also quiet, quiet and has no beginning; breath is life, and it is also a spring, and there is no end to the vastness.

The quiet spring is filled with waves and halos. He is anchored in nothingness. The endless power begins from Him and creates many worlds in the endless sea of ​​chaos. These worlds are the "water of springs" and the "breath of life". They are created by the surging of the quiet springs. All living beings in it are born through the power of the quiet springs and are formed by the overflow of the quiet springs.

The spring water continues to gush out and overflow, spreading its own power to the boundless void. But even if it can flow out endlessly, it cannot invade the entire multiverse, and even affect the surrounding super-large groups of worlds. After the spring water flows to a certain range, it will stagnate.

At that time, the white spring water will stagnate and freeze, turning into the dark silence of death, returning to the dark spring, and then turning into the white spring water again, spreading towards the outer void.

Every time the frozen spring water returns to the spring, the process of the nirvana of the birth world is born again, it is a "cycle of life and death".

It is a practice of [Hedao Supernatural Powers, Great Way of Life and Death Wheel].

The spring water surges endlessly. He is the Lord of Creation, the original intention of the heaven, the powerful man in harmony with the Tao, overlooking the sentient beings in the universe and looking around the world.

He is not without love. If there is no love, the spring water cannot surf, the breath of life cannot blow through the void, causing the movement and the waves of disasters to surging, and the world cannot be born from the blown wrinkles.

But His love is also poured into death. If the ripples are uneven, if the springs are not dead and silent, if the flooded tides will not retreat and sweep back and return to the vast sea, then the power of the Tao cannot solidify.

Just as the fist that needs to be retracted, it is necessary to shoot a second punch with stronger strength.

There must be death in life. In death, new life will be born.

This is the beautiful way of heaven, just like the most fascinating story, one after another, one after another, one after another, one after another, one after another, one still and one after another. In the void where chaotic ripples are stacked, many worlds will be born and will also die.

The established destiny, the real way of heaven.

The world that should have lived will die; and the world that should have died will be full of vitality.

This is the definition of "fairness" in the "Youquan World" around the "Youquan Great Realm".

It is not to subvert the laws of nature and understand the concepts, but to the word laws of nature, the definition of the concept itself, was originally written by Hedao.

Within the category of the void world group covered by the faint spring, everything is developing towards the "better" category. The supernatural powers in many worlds will become better and higher, and sentient beings will understand the great way more and more deeply and more detailedly.

Every cycle of life and death is the ultimate boiling of the spark of wisdom; every birth and death of the great way is a struggle that exceeds the limits of the past... Such beauty and such shock are even billions of infinite epochs, Youquan will not get tired of seeing it.

Youquan loves sentient beings and loves all things. If you don’t love them, then all things will not exist. He loves life and death equally, and everything exists by His power. This is a truth that no one can deny.

Therefore, as the Creator, as the Creator, as the first driving force, as the god of creation, as the will of heaven above the sky.

Can Youquan treat many worlds under his command at will?

Because I feel that 'not enough', 'not enough', 'not enough', 'not enough', 'not enough', 'not enough', just like the author who insists on pressing the line and updating, and the writer who has to work hard to reach the deadline. I have to wait until I feel 'almost enough' before starting to act and urge the arrival of rescue.

Because I feel that "not yet reached the peak", "not yet brilliant enough", "not yet to reach the most brilliant moment", it is like a creator who has to wait until he is in a good mood to start writing, and he has to wait until he feels that "it's almost over" before he takes off his protection, which will lead to a long delay.

Because of this reason, it interferes with the operation of many worlds. Can He?

For the original multiverse, this is certainly possible.

If it were an ordinary person, such actions might be called quirks, a bit obsessive-compulsive, or "ill". But for the heavens, this is the will of heaven, this is the law of heaven, this is the established order and iron rules, and no one can violate it.

For Hedao, this is the truth, not that it is unreasonable, but that they are the truth.

Youquan felt that this was good, so things were done.

All beings? He loves. Whether an ant, Kunpeng, a beggar or a heavenly emperor, in the face of the heavenly way of life and death, everything will repeat the cycle of love. Except for this heavenly way, nothing can be called eternal, and everything is loved equally, just like equal dust.

Who can deny this truth?

There are only other reasons.

"You can create, give, and give things you think are good to all living beings."

A sound of burning like fire sounded, turbulent the void starry sea, causing the spring water to ripple and thunder to suddenly arise.

One hand and the other are covered with dragon scales, which seem hideous and gentle. The giant hand that can be destroyed or created can extend from beyond the distant time and space.

This hand broke through the numerous barriers and tore the blockade of the avenue. He walked along the veins of the ripples of the Youquan, splitting the waves of the Shengquan, dissolving the silence of the Ice Condensation, and reaching the core of the Youquan.

The giant hand covers the sky and presses down towards the spring, stopping the spring water rushing among the heavens and stops the eternal spring.

The voice was filled with a hidden anger: "You should give sentient beings the right to 'reject'."

【What is consent?】

Faced with this huge hand that was pressing forward, the spring water immediately surged. He burst out with unprecedented power. The divine power mixed with black and white condensed, turning into a gray rushing pillar of heaven, resisting the hand that was enough to suppress the sky: [What is rejection?]

Youquan's voice was puzzled, surprised, angry, regretful, and the purest unwillingness: [Zhuzhou, do you define it? Are you in charge? Are you in ruling all this?]

[You are just following the Tao, "going with nature", far from being a torrent, and even a torrent is just "taken for granted", nor is it a transcendence above the torrent, not "as I wish"!]

The pillars of heaven born from the secluded spring are extremely towering and majestic, and even under the pressure of the giant hand covering the sky, they are resisted.

And in this pillar of sky where the spring water gushed over the stars, many worlds were shining, mountains, rivers, seas, clouds, and stars, all living beings were walking in a melodious manner, looking down at the sky and the earth, the cycle of life and death was just a thought of the highest, and the lonely and quiet death was no different from the noisy and surging life. That was the original meaning of the quiet spring, life and death, movement and stillness and nirvana.

The strong wind stormed up and rushed forward along the pillar of heaven, intending to push the giant hand away and launch a counterattack.

"Is it a fool?"

But the next moment, the giant hand pressed down without hesitation. The originally seemed indestructible spring pillar immediately roared downwards. Many worlds were suppressed by the roaring thunder, turning into water droplets splashing in the virtual sea realms. The heavy rain in the sky freely scattered in the vast chaos and nothingness.

The voice had no solemnity, no politeness, only the purest anger shock, turning into a divine thunder that had surged from time to time, shaking the sky: "You are actually asking me?"

"Everyone is here. If you don't ask them, why do you come and ask me again!"

A pair of eyes condensed in nothingness, and the purple dragon eyes stared at the fountain in nothingness, and the burning flames came with the gray-black sun, causing turbulent waves.

The master of the voice clasps into a fist, and then, the glory of the day is suddenly revealed.

[Andang. That good man should be glorious in this]

[The heart is discovered, suppressing excessiveness within. Suddenly, there is endless sorrow in it. Even if you even see the mosquitoes, you will be like a child, and you will feel pity and cry without realizing it]

That is a wish, the light of a wish.

What is a wish? A wish is something that is brought up actively, a wish is something that some people actively desire and expect, and a wish is something that will not be rejected by the owner of the wish.

Wishes are the foundation of divineness.

Some people don’t need to be rescued, and some people don’t need to be innovative.

Some pure evil people have their own aesthetics. They would rather die than change their behavior, and would never want to be saved, and would never be willing to admit their mistakes and bow their heads.

Some stubborn madmen have their own goals. They would rather fail than act according to their own methods. Even if there are better and faster methods, they will never bow their heads, never change them, and never change the process of achieving their goals for the sake of so-called progress.

So they do not need to be saved, they do not need to be innovative, they will firmly walk in the infinite possibilities of the vast and chaotic, and move towards their own end with their will.

They will not have wishes, but the brilliance of the candle day still shines on them, because it is precisely because of their rejection that sincere wishes have meaning.

At this moment, the light that was held by the giant hand began to condense in the illusion. In the brilliance of the light of the day, the divine sword cast by light is taking shape, its name is extinction and also nirvana. When all wishes are achieved, the knife will be silent and turn into a stubborn stone of nothingness, and will no longer let down the light and sharpness, completely dissipate the meaning.

But the wishes in the world are endless, without beginning or end, so they are eternal sharp, eternal and solid, and eternal shining.

Facing this sword, even if it is the immortal spring, the eternal Taoist master must be afraid.

Because, this is the sword that kills Taoism!

Youquan heard it, and heard the ripples of its own water flowing, and a sound called "rejection".

If this is the truth of the world and the will of the Creator, then I would rather never exist and never be born, even if the world is destroyed, I would never let Him get what he wants!

And there are thousands of such sounds, billions and billions of gigabytes, countless.

I don't like your beauty.

I want to disobey your way.

I'm tired of resisting your love.

I don't want to bathe your light.

Heaven is above you, you are the permanence of the world. If you are eternal and unmoved, all living beings will let things go.

But if the heaven has selfishness, why can't sentient beings refuse that unfair fate?

Just like the simplest joke, it's no longer normal.

If you are confessed, do you have to accept it?

If someone loves you, do you have to accept the ones you are loved?

"That's the reason."

Every world, every call, every rejection, creates light and merges into the dazzling divine sword like fire: "I am that truth."

Since knowing that his power is enough to influence all living beings, Su Zhou will ask every move that is enough to change the world.

Ask for wishes.

From the Beast God Realm to Qingqiu, from the world of reincarnation to dusk, the glory of Zhuyue follows the wishes of Zhuyue. The flame of Zhuyue burns with the hopes of all beings who are unwilling to be saved. Then wait. In endless time, Zhuyue's glory can one day shine brightly on the heaven and earth.

At this moment, the same is true.

"The blade of destruction will cut the body and also cut the way!"

After absorbing many wills of sentient beings in the world derived from the Youquan, the will of sentient beings to "reject" were cut off with a divine sword, and the eternal and continuous veins of the Great Way were broken. Youquan could sense that those Youquan's life and death paths, which should have been the foundation of their immortality, are temporarily separated from themselves. He cannot connect with his own chants, his immortality, and his power in those worlds.

The so-called "good" means that if it is good, then others will learn and do it. Just like it is right. If it is really right, no one will refuse, and even if he shakes his head, he will not deny its glory.
To be continued...