"What is a seed? What exactly is it? Why can you be that seed? And why can I become that seed?" Wang Ziqiang looked at Lu Chen. He was unwilling to fail, and was unwilling to fall into failure. The gradually withered tree of life behind him had already fallen, and the bare trunks and scattered branches were full of devastation, and he couldn't bear to look at it...

"Seed?" Lu Chen sat on the ground, thinking: "It's hope..."

Lu Chen said three words, but it already explained everything. Hope? When the universe was prehistoric and before the chaos first opened, the seeds were already nurturing in chaos, absorbing the clear or turbid between heaven and earth, never picky, like a baby, yearning for growth, sucking the mother's **...

Children are the hope of parents, and seeds are also the children born in this chaos. They are the hope of continuing life between heaven and earth and the hope of reproduction. This is the original intention of the birth of seeds...

"Isn't it power?" Wang Ziqiang asked back. He always believed that seeds are power. Its birth led to the chaotic breakdown like an eggshell, split into two, the turbid air descends to the earth, and the clear air rises to the sky. The seeds have the power to break the heaven and earth, which is also the most magical power in the world...

"Are we enemies?" Lu Chen did not answer Wang Ziqiang's question, but raised another question.

"Of course, we are destined enemies, old enemies..." Wang Ziqiang said sincerely, from the heart, from the heart, since he was buried in the earth by Nuwa, watered with blood and nourished with energy, he knew that the woman he wanted to protect in this life was called Nuwa, and the biggest enemy in this life was another seed. No matter how many times he reborn, he was searching for two people, Lu Chen and Nuwa. He believed that only he would fall in love with him in this world without Lu Chen, but no matter how hard he tried, Nuwa would eventually fall in love with Lu Chen's arms, and in the end he could only end up in hatred, repeating the cycle of seeds, rebirth, search, betrayal, and death...

Since Yu is born, why does Liang live? This is his most real feeling. Why are there two seeds in this world? Why is Nuwa always in love with another seed? So he thinks that he and Lu Chen are old enemies, and it is fate that allows them to exist and make them fight for women to the death...

"We are brothers..." Lu Chen whispered the answer in his heart. The separation of seeds is like the separation of heaven and earth, as clear as me, as turbid as you, we are originally a compatriot, the greatest brother, and the birth of chaos. The seeds are the birth of life in this world and the continuation of life. Life is the hope of this world. The growth of the first tree of life, one leaf and one Bodhi, has turned into thousands of worlds. Not a seed exists in every world, and a tree of life grows? The tree of life is immortal, and hope is immortal...

"Brother?" Wang Ziqiang couldn't accept such an explanation. He stubbornly believed that he had been a long-time enemy for many years. Now he told himself that they were brothers. Who would accept it? "Brothers... So what? Even if there are countless brothers in this world who turned against each other, from emperors, generals, and people, let alone brothers, fathers and sons, there are countless people who kill each other..."

The tree of life continued to wither and gradually dissipated. Wang Ziqiang's body became more and more painful, as if his body was swallowed, his essence was drained, and he was sweating profusely, full of pain: "I'm going to die. From now on, you are the only tree of life in this world, no one is fighting with you... to compete with you for women, no one will compete with you anymore, no one will compete with you anymore, no one will have an old enemy..."

"No, you won't die... I won't watch you die..." Lu Chen suddenly crossed his legs, closed his hands, and silently recited in his mouth. Countless inscription powers began to appear from his body, and were continuously transported to the withered tree of life that was about to die...

New branches emerge from withered branches, from one to two, two and three... At the same time, Wang Ziqiang had a breath of revival spread throughout his body, and the signs of life began to recover: "What are you doing? Why do you do this? I won't appreciate it!"

Lu Chen did not answer Wang Ziqiang's words, but still recited the spell silently. The inscriptions in his body were continuously transported. The king's aura and the primitive power were integrated into Wang Ziqiang's body, and it was integrated with the king's aura and the primitive power that was about to dry up and exhaust in his body...

"Is your life tree actually in your body?" Wang Ziqiang couldn't believe his discovery. He stared at Lu Chen, feeling the fusion of the tree of life, his spirit was refreshed and the turbidity gathered...

"There is black and white in this world, and there is clear and turbid in it. It seems opposite but indispensable, just like Tai Chi, two qualities give birth to four images, four images give birth to eight trigrams, and endless life..." Lu Chen's heart was felt in Wang Ziqiang's heart...

"Why do you need this?" Wang Ziqiang asked, even though he had already had the answer in his heart.

"I just want to be an ordinary person, spend my life with my beloved woman, do my best to bring her the greatest happiness..." Lu Chen slowly opened his eyes: "I'm going back, Xin'er is still waiting for me at home..."

"Xin'er? Nuwa!" Wang Ziqiang asked, watching and waiting, he had already let go, but he couldn't, especially when Lu Chen only talked about Xin'er, the first thing he thought of was Nuwa.

"Xin'er is Xin'er, Nuwa is Nuwa... Maybe I once loved that woman, maybe I once thought Xin'er was Nuwa, but we were all wrong, Xin'er is Xin'er, as for Nuwa... you still need to find it..." Lu Chen finally became a mortal, an ordinary person, and after leaving Wang Ziqiang's words: "Mengqi sent me home, and from then on you will also return to your world and reunite with your family..."

"Where is Nuwa?" Wang Ziqiang asked when Lu Chen entered the pink bubble.

"Now you are that seed, the real seed, the person you love needs to find it yourself..." Just a second before Lu Chen disappeared, he answered Wang Ziqiang's question...

Memorize the origin, and regain life tree of life is integrated into Wang Ziqiang's body. The king's aura and primitive power pour into the tree of life. The fragments of the inscription begin to repair themselves: "Nuwa..."

"I fell in love with another man, just as I waited for that man's endless years. He was the only person who could listen to me and tell me his longing. He was the only person who could accompany me for the endless years and bring me good things. I fell in love with him, but I was very afraid... I was afraid that the man I was waiting for would appear one day..."

The inscription fragments record the memories of Nuwa, like fragments, replaying them one by one: "He forgot me, why did he forget me? In my endless waiting, endless thoughts, and endless love were wasted. I hate this man, his determination, his forgetfulness, and the beauty of the tree that had opened up endless years for me and finally withered..."

"Nuwa..." Wang Ziqiang was already in tears, reading the memory of the inscription fragments, and everything about Nuwa became clearer: "I love that man as always, chasing that man. Even if he had forgotten me long ago, I believe he would fall in love with me. As expected, in every life, rebirth, and meeting, we all love each other, but we are also hurting the man who gives me beauty. I don't regret it, because I have received my love, even if I hurt him who loves me..."

"Silly...you, I'm all fools..." Wang Ziqiang said leisurely, continuing to read the increasingly clear memories of Nuwa: "I met again. I am already the mother of the earth, the god worshipped by people in the sky, and he is the seed of searching for himself from another world. Even if I love, I want to bury love in my heart and create a substitute for him, that woman named Xin'er. They fell in love, but my heart hurts very much, it really hurts... He who loves me is far away

Looking at me, he may be the arrangement of fate. He actually absorbed one of the inscriptions that I had dispersed, became a demigod body, and eventually became the Emperor of Heaven. Unfortunately, I missed two men in this life and chose to pay for my greed, vanity, ambition, and make up for the sky, so that this already distorted space could maintain a temporary balance. I know that one day it will break, twist, and reap the fruits of itself. Behind the prosperity will always be destruction. Unfortunately, it was too late to understand this truth..."

"Nuwa...where are you?" Wang Ziqiang looked at the sky. Through the memory source, he saw the sky that had long collapsed, the endless black hole, devouring everything...

"The root of destruction of desire and ambition cannot be saved. This is true for man and so is God..." The last piece of inscription slowly rose from Wang Ziqiang's heart. It was the inscription left by Nuwa: "Advanced technology has changed countless spaces, and also made the human desires that survive in space unfulfilled. Finally, the space world was destroyed. I can only escape with advanced technology in the ark that I had prepared long ago... I am the initiator, bringing glory and destruction, and unscrupulously destroyed one space world after another for my own desires and ambitions, until I found a pure land, not developed, and was in the wild space world, the largest world in all space worlds that existed in the corners of many space worlds and were covered by dust, was named the King World by me..."
Chapter completed!