The legend of Chasing the Sun tells that even Xihe, the goddess who drove the ten suns, was chased and desperately fled by the enraged Kua Fu. If the poison of the great sun had not invaded Kua Fu's divine soul and bloodline, causing his blood to boil, Xihe might not have escaped Kua Fu's attack.
The posture of Chasing the Sun was originally Kua Fu's state when he chased Xihe.
However, this kind of mythological concept is far from complete, because Kua Fu, in his extreme emotions, entered this realm and soon died from the poison of the great sun. Strictly speaking, it is only an unfinished product.
But now, the opportunity to complete it has appeared.
Unlike Da Yi, Xuanyuan, and others.
Da Yi, Xuanyuan, Chi You, and Shen Nong are just existences in Xing Tian and Zhu Jiuyin's memories. Without something real like Chi You's aura, these memory war souls have no ability to interfere with the outside world.
But Kua Fu is different.
He resides in Wei Yuan's lucid dream in a state of considerable true spirit.
He truly exists.
The great sun had not yet fallen.
A pair of large hands suddenly propped upward, and the vast and immense power directly held up the concept of the great sun in this land. Vishnu's true spirit solidified, and the group of Deva of the Heavenly Clan who were kneeling on the ground were bewildered, completely unable to believe it.
In any mythology and any age of gods, the great sun represents majesty, brilliance, and invincible vastness. It is glory, the god of gods, light, destruction, and the unparalleled greatness of mortals.
It was only later that mixed divinity appeared, and some sun gods gradually combined other divine duties.
Some were thus dispersed and transformed into other gods.
But this does not mean that the sun god, with all divinity gathered in one body, is weak.
Impossible!
How could anyone dare to look directly at the sun's radiance?!
Impossible!
How could anyone dare to resist the great sun?
Impossible, impossible...
How could anyone dare to chase the sun god...
And that figure finally stood up, with Wei Yuan protected behind him. It was a tall man who looked gentle, but his body continuously changed and grew larger. Even with the protection of the mythological concept level power, his hands were still scorched by the great sun, and glaring wounds and blisters appeared. He did not care at all.
He used his hands with force to throw the great sun up.
The tall man spread his arms, took a long breath, and looked directly at the scorching great sun. He suddenly burst into loud laughter: "Vast and mighty great sun!"
His voice turned into a slight smile: "Long time no see!"
A chilling sensation suddenly arose in Vishnu's heart.
Kua Fu's true spirit felt unprecedentedly refreshed, but he no longer had a handy staff. He raised his hand and grabbed, and a wisp of Buddhist light flew out from the side of the green ox. Then, a forest of Bodhi trees in the distance directly transformed into a huge staff, which fell into Kua Fu's hands.
His original staff fell to the ground and turned into a peach forest.
Now, the peach wood staff directly transformed into a Bodhi tree staff. On this land, it was also blessed, emitting the Buddhist light blessed by Shakyamuni Buddha's relics, directly replacing the old one.
Kua Fu burst into loud laughter, then gripped the long staff and did what he had long wanted to do.
He suddenly took a step forward, his hands tightly holding the Bodhi staff.
The muscles and bones of his arms moved, and the muscles bulged piece by piece, colliding with each other to transmit power. His broad back twisted like pythons and dragons, and his entire body almost transformed into a fully drawn war bow.
Then he laughed wildly, his past gentleness swept away.
Fiercely, with a swing that gathered all his energy, the Bodhi tree staff heavily smashed onto the great sun. The violent speed almost exceeded the limit that flames could react to, and directly slammed into the great sun. The enormous force drew out thunder-like sounds, and the force of the edge of the staff turned into tornadoes.
"Mor..., ah!!!"
Vishnu's true spirit's roar had not yet been uttered before it turned into a scream.
Everything went black.
The terror that the Golden Crows had once experienced descended again.
Does it hurt?
It's right that it hurts. We also hurt back then.
Facts have proved that when the power reaches a certain level, gods will also lose consciousness from the pain.
The usually gentle Kua Fu slammed down with a heavy staff, his eyes reddening. This was probably because the sunlight was too glaring, and Vishnu's original scripture was directly struck, and for a short time, he could not control the power of the great sun, allowing the sky to regain its light, and the gathered concept of the great sun dissipated again.
Vishnu's mind was blank, without sorrow or joy, without anger.
Pictures appeared before his eyes one by one.
The original god of the great sun, even just a certain side of the original god of the great sun's divinity.
Then he continuously grew stronger, continuously devoured, and occupied the divinity of the ten incarnations.
Even the legend of the Western Great Flood was swallowed by Him here.
He became the destruction was within his thought, the legend of Noah's Ark became Vishnu's first incarnation, the Spirit Turtle, became that He saved the ancestors of mankind. Only by taking such steps and using any means could he have the past Three Aspects God, and the present unified divinity.
Glorious, brilliant.
Beautiful memories emerged one by one.
Like a revolving lantern.
Ah, my past, how glorious!
Ah, my past, how...
The picture came to an abrupt end.
All the beauties, ambrosia, and petals were gone.
What appeared before him was Kua Fu's face, as if crossing countless legends and rays of light, directly appearing before his eyes. The immense and terrifying oppressive force made Vishnu feel the urge to stop his heart. He did not even give him a chance to see the revolving lantern, and directly pulled Vishnu out of the revolving lantern state to continue fighting.
Then he saw the giant figure of the human race reveal a gentle smile.
His hands raised the staff high again.
A simple truth.
Why did Xihe have to run away even when driving the great sun back then?
Because,
Because Kua Fu could really kill her.
And he was really seriously thinking about killing her.
Vishnu's heart stopped abruptly. Almost instinctively, he gathered the divinity of the great sun again, almost instinctively reuniting it, transforming into the great sun, and then quickly flew towards the sky, fleeing instinctively. Kua Fu's gentle smile turned into anger. Holding the Bodhi staff, he strode forward and chased after him relentlessly.
Mythological Concept · Chasing the Sun activated.
Accompanying the process of chasing, Kua Fu's true spirit seemed to continuously condense, and his will continuously purified, just like the past legends reappeared, regaining his flesh, and reaching his peak again. He laughed loudly, and the regrets of his past life were about to be resolved.
Mythological concepts are mutually reinforcing and restraining, and are not simply powerful forces.
Even the power of the God of Supporting the Heavens would fall under the poison of Shen Nong.
Shen Nong would definitely not be able to resist Da Yi's arrow.
The God of Supporting the Heavens could resist it, but could not resist the final burst of the nine consecutive shots.
And Da Yi's physical fitness would die under a heavy punch.
On the other hand, Shi Yi, whose destructive power was far inferior to Da Yi, could entangle with Chong until the other party's mentality collapsed.
At this moment, the incarnation of the great sun fled for its life, and Kua Fu, who had unleashed the mythological posture, chased after the sun, leaving behind the Deva of the Heavenly Clan who had originally intended to kneel and worship the divine power of the great sun, stiffly kneeling there. It seemed as if they were kneeling to worship the human race who dared to chase the great sun.
The old green ox was protected by Wu Zhiqi's power of the Water God and was not scorched by the great sun.
Wu Zhiqi whispered: "Kua Fu..."
"Worthy of being an honest person."
That's how it was back then, gentle, easy to talk to, and not tempered.
Trustworthy and keeping promises.
The last conscience of the old men's group of the age of gods.
An honest person, so he doesn't joke.
If he says he'll kill you, he'll kill you!
He'll chop you up in the morning, and scatter your ashes in the afternoon.
So he is an honest person, reasonable and without fault.
It's just that the scope of this honesty is a little too big. Wu Zhiqi reopened the Huai River domain, and then casually said: "It's strange, why would Shakyamuni's Buddha relics help Kua Fu? Shouldn't he help that sun god or something?"
The old green ox chuckled softly and said:
"Because Vishnu said that Siddhartha was one of His incarnations."
"He said that Siddhartha came to the human world to instigate evil people, telling them not to believe in gods, not to believe in the four castes, but to believe in so-called equality, and then to abandon the gods and be punished by the gods. He was just pointing at Siddhartha's nose and scolding him for being a liar. Do you think he would tolerate it?"
"Of course he couldn't tolerate it."
Wu Zhiqi couldn't help but say: "Why didn't He say it when Siddhartha was alive?"
The white-haired youth pondered, and then said:
"Is it because he was scared?"
The green ox couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Wu Zhiqi sighed: "But I didn't expect Shakyamuni to hold grudges either."
The old green ox couldn't help but smile and shake his head: "He is just an ordinary person, not some statue. Although he has attained enlightenment in the Buddhist Dharma, he will be angry, annoyed, and of course, he will hold grudges, especially against enemies who destroy his Buddhist Dharma."
"If he was still around, Siddhartha would probably directly carry the Dragon Elephant and smash it over."
"Smashing the Dragon Elephant with his backhand?"
"Yes,
Wu Zhiqi was very satisfied: "Worthy of being taught by Lao Tzu, one of our kind."
Realism.
The old green ox said with a smile:
"As for holding grudges."
The old green ox's tone was playful:
"Look at the Yaksha Dharma Protectors and the Wrathful Deities in the murals."
"Guess what he uses so many little brothers with cleavers for?"
??!
Wu Zhiqi was dumbfounded.
The old ox was slightly smug: "The world was not easy to walk in back then. I followed Master Kong, so I knew that he had seventy-two disciples and three thousand students, so I told Siddhartha that he had to have them too. Siddhartha listened very well... Hahahaha, just kidding, you actually believed it?"
The old green ox looked at Wu Zhiqi's constipated expression and said with a smile:
"But it's true that he holds grudges."
"When he was lecturing on the Dharma, the city lord of Shravasti promised to provide meals, but only gave him a bowl of millet. After Siddhartha returned hungry, he directly wrote that this was a very rich king, and that he only gave Siddhartha a bowl of gold-made rice grains."
"It is written in the scriptures that he recited a sutra for Zhao the Elder of Shravasti, and received three dou and three sheng of rice grain gold, which was actually thirty-three grains of yellow millet."
Wu Zhiqi was stunned.
The green ox laughed: "Then he spread this story, and there were countless people who wanted to go there to lecture on the Dharma and ask for three dou and three sheng of golden rice. If they didn't get it, they would make trouble, making the people there furious, but they couldn't find anyone. This little guy, his mind is really bad."
"When he was young, although he was calm, he liked to brag. He maintained his appearance in front of his believers and disciples, but when he turned around, he would lie there scratching his belly and dozing off. As a result, the picture of the Buddha lying on a lotus flower came out, and he still bragged about it. I still remember his expression at that time."
"The corners of his mouth were almost cramping, but he still had to say seriously that you drew well."
"He changed that picture of the Buddha slacking off into a picture of the Buddha lying on his side."
"Siddhartha liked to show off in front of people. He liked to brag, he held grudges, he was a living person, just like Master Kong liked to be gluttonous, especially delicious food, and could always make people speechless. Dan was gentle in character, but occasionally liked to say half a sentence and let people guess, and could also pit people into the hole without changing his face."
"Heh... In many stories, later generations see some lofty saints and awakened ones."
"At that time, they were just pretending. Ten pieces of cured meat were used as tuition because they were gluttonous, the picture of the Buddha lying on a lotus flower was because the disciples were not there, and they were slacking off there. The Hangu Pass of Western Chu was almost tied out by people."
The green ox recalled with a smile.
It seemed that he could still see the old man, see Master Kong in his prime, and see the young Buddha.
Then his voice paused and said:
"It's a pity."
"They are all gone."
Then he returned to reality.
.....................
The people in this land saw the sun rise, and then fly westward at a faster speed, just like in the legend. The speed of the sun, especially after taking out the golden chariot of the sun god in this mythology, Vishnu was running away for his life.
Kua Fu frantically chased after him, but he seemed to be unable to catch up.
But the energy had been pushed to the peak.
"Stop!!!"
Kua Fu suddenly took a step forward and shouted out loud, his right hand clenched the Bodhi tree staff in his hand, and all his will converged, his eyes wide open. The mythological concept instantly converged, and his whole person seemed to be completely burned out in this distance close to the great sun, but the tree staff in his hand became more and more bright and brilliant.
He threw it out violently.
Mythological concept · Chasing the Sun.
Evolved - Final Form.
Slaying the Sun.
The brilliant light was not inferior to Da Yi's will and heroism. The first hero who dared to reach out his rebellious hand to the great sun in the sky, all the legends and wills turned into this final blow. Even Kua Fu's true spirit was scorched when he approached the great sun.
It seemed as if time had slowed down.
All beings looked up.
In the amber-like frozen picture, everything was still, and a stream of light slowly flew across the air.
Long after hitting the light of the great sun, everything was black and white, and a huge roaring sound constantly erupted in this dead silence.
The great sun was pierced.
The Bodhi tree staff directly opened a huge and ferocious hole in Vishnu's great sun body.
The attack that Xihe had avoided in the past hit its target this time.
Countless golden threads scattered with a bang, restoring the brightness of the heaven and earth, and the Bodhi tree staff scattered into countless Bodhi leaves, all burned and fell, fluttering in the wind, eighteen thousand leaves, one leaf, one Bodhi. Vishnu's divinity condensed, and the great sun divinity turned into a gemstone.
His eyes were about to burst, and he reached out his hand to hold his solar divinity.
Suddenly,
Light footsteps sounded.
Vishnu's face froze, and he looked up.
A foot stepped on the burnt Bodhi leaves, the energy flowed, and even the ripples of the sleeves fluttering were clearly visible. The Tang Dynasty Wanderer stood on the Bodhi tree staff that had been thrown out. Kua Fu's last burst of power gave the Bodhi tree staff overbearing penetration power, and also gave the Tang Dynasty Wanderer a kind of invincible violence.
Drawing the sword.
This was the last light in Vishnu's eyes.
A sword pierced through.
But what shocked Him was that this swordsman, who had reached an unprecedented realm of swordsmanship, did not take advantage of the situation to unleash that terrifying sword. The previous sword existed in every corner of a space at the same time, could not be avoided, and the effect was like ten thousand swords piercing the heart. It was a posture of countless swords superimposed on space, and it was bound to hit and behead.
At this moment, this sword was skillful and did not take His life.
Instead, it cut off the connection of divinity with the sword and stripped out the great sun divinity.
The gemstone transformed from the concept of the great sun was cut off, and Wei Yuan spread his five fingers slightly and grasped the gemstone fiercely.
Then he fell down.
He was caught by Kua Fu's true spirit, who was also seriously injured.
Vishnu took the opportunity to escape in a miserable state. As the integration of all divinities in a not-small land, it was extremely difficult to stop Him if He was determined to leave. Or rather, the aggregate of divinity in this land was trying its best to escape, longing to stay away from those two people.
"Are you just going to let him go like this?"
Kua Fu's true spirit whispered, intending to strike again, but as a true spirit state, even if he had perfected his mythological concept and his strength had been raised from a chasing-type myth to a higher level, he was already unable to fight anymore. After all, he was just a true spirit.
Wei Yuan lay on the ground and said, "Don't worry."
"What?"
"Even I can see it with my divination."
Wei Yuan muttered to himself: "His death star is frighteningly bright..."
Vishnu, or rather the aggregate of divinity in North India, frantically fled, all the way to the farthest position from the two people, before He breathed a sigh of relief. Then He raised His head and saw an old man in a gray Taoist robe walking towards Him in the empty Gobi desert ahead.
He had a sword on his back.
He was dusty and tired, as if he had just arrived at the right time.
He did not pluck a hair, nor did he damage a single strand.
Not a step late, not a step early.
Longhu Mountain, Zhang Ruosu.
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