Naruto: I, the Kyuubi, am infinitely resurrected

How long had he been asleep?

he thought when he woke up.

I can't remember it, I just feel a sense of comfort.

Turning his head, he saw that the bald man was still asleep.

There doesn't seem to be a real awakening.

"Congratulations to the host, I have become an eternal supreme powerhouse, and I am also getting stronger in battle, and I have broken through

to the Martial God Realm in my sleep" "Then my Martial God Realm is really embarrassing for future generations, after all, I am a Martial God above the three-dimensional world, and others have been promoted to the Lord of the two-dimensional world at most.

Qing Ling's one-sentence system was speechless.

"Host, in fact, these three-dimensional dimensions are just your perception, for you are three-dimensional, among them, more precisely, when you wake up and wake up from a big dream, you will feel that you have become a living individual, a three-dimensional existence In fact, a

singularity of one latitude, the world itself is five-dimensional, including the origin of the world and space-time, the universe itself is four-dimensional, with the help of the origin from the world, and imprisoned in space-time, the life in the universe is three-dimensional

The Lord of the World has mastered the world itself, touched the World Sea

, and seen the truth of the waves, and can be promoted to two dimensions, in fact

, it should be said that the world is the Lord of the low-latitude world

, strong and weak, but no matter how strong it is, it can only float above the waves and the sea, and it can never reach the other side, nor can it sink to the bottom of the sea

Eternal existence is a high dimension, the same level as the world sea, but the individual can never go beyond the vast sea, but can dive to the bottom of the sea, dominate the undercurrents of the sea, and create stormy waves one by one

, and you and Saitama have become the strongest among the eternal beings, so they crossed the world sea and came to the other side

, different people came here, and got different things

Saitama fell into a deep sleep with satisfaction, and you came back from the dead"

The words of the system did not arouse much interest in Qingling.

He is also clear about these so-called rules, but he is not interested in them at all.

Now that I've figured it all out, I naturally don't care at all, I just feel like I've had a good night's sleep.

The more powerful, the closer you are to omniscient and omnipotent.

It's just that, as the system says, the eternally existing individual can never transcend the world sea.

If he really wants to do it, then he will turn into a vast sea.

Stronger, but losing oneself and turning into the sea.

"The perfect resurrection

of the system has been successful, and all the forces have been doubled" and "The host has been promoted to the Eternal Martial God at a high latitude, and all of its own strength has been greatly amplified"

This massive amount is really the sea of the world sea.

"Hmm.

Qing Ling nodded, he probably knew what the system was.

Like the world sea, in a similar way, he became the strongest eternal, omniscient and omnipotent, but he also lost his ego because of it.

It's pathetic.

Even so, though.

Qingling, an eternal individual, still has not transcended the world sea and system.

He stood up and turned his head to look.

On the shore of the World Sea, there is a stone tablet, on which I don't know who wrote two big characters "The other side" I don't know

when, a third person appeared, he is also a bald head! It's

just that this person is very strange, and he actually carries a small boat on his back.

Aoling stood up and carried the sleeping Saitama behind him and walked with the monk.

"It's really rare, there are very few people who can get out of this vast red dust, donor, there are immeasurable creations.

"Creation? This doesn't seem to be the word spoken by a master.

"How can there be so many taboos, what I said has long been arbitrarily broken down by later generations of cultivators. "

The monk is still carrying a lonely boat on his back, just like the green spirit who is carrying Saitama on his back.

Together, they kept walking forward.

"Donor, why carry others forward, this is the other side, naturally you have to let go of everything and realize it. The

monk looked at Qing Ling suspiciously.

"The master is not also carrying a lonely boat on his back, he is my friend, he seems to be too tired and fallen into a deep sleep, I have to wait until the moment he wakes up, the first thing he sees is the most beautiful scenery in the world. "

The most beautiful scenery? Maybe the road ahead, there is no scenery, not even a road, but the donor can have such a state of mind, which is really admired by the old man." The

monk said and looked ahead calmly.

"The scenery in front is very beautiful, look at the snow-capped mountains, the forests, the blue sky, and the snow-white clouds, why isn't it the scenery?"

It's beautiful indeed.

There was a beauty that kept him asleep.

"The donor wanted to carry his friend forward before he saw him, so he would carry a lonely boat on his back, and the donor wanted his friend to see the beautiful scenery, so the road ahead was full of beautiful scenery.

What you see on the other side is your own heart.

The old man just took a boat to pass through the bitter sea, rolling red dust, came to the other side, gave up everything, since he had reached the other side, why should he carry the boat.

As the monk spoke, a lonely boat behind him magically disappeared.

Qing Ling looked back, and the monk appeared on the other side again, and the boat in which he had passed through the sea of suffering floated in the sea, gradually moving away.

This time.

Only the green spirit was left carrying Saitama forward.

The monk waved his hand at him, turned into a golden lotus, and disappeared.

"How can there be a reason in the world to cross the sea and carry a boat on your back?" Qing

Ling still recalled the monk's words in his mind.

He felt more and more that Saitama was weighing heavily on his back.

In a way, Saitama was not also a means for him to achieve an infinite resurrection, in order to become an eternal being as he is now.

Is it still necessary to carry it forward?

He suddenly felt as if he was also carrying a lonely boat on his back.

It's too heavy.

Even foolishly, a man walks on land, but he has to carry a lonely boat that sails in the sea.

His pace is getting heavier and heavier.

The road in front of me began to come into view.

He felt tired and thought to himself, how many mosquitoes, tigers and leopards there would be in the forest, whether the snow-capped mountains would be difficult to navigate, and whether the clouds in the sky would be extremely fickle, fleeting, and only the scorching sun would shine.

"Why don't you take a ride?"

and at some point a man in an old carriage appeared on the path.

He had countless disciples around him.

As far as the eye could see, the three thousand disciples and seventy-two people exuded an elegant aura.

However, they have Confucian scholars, Confucian scholars, Confucian merchants, and Confucian scholars, and ......

Invited to the bronze carriage.

Qing Ling put Saitama beside him, and suddenly felt a sense of comfort, as if he was relieved.

"It's tiring to walk with people on your back, why don't you take a carriage, don't you know how to use the arts?"

said the old man kindly.

It seemed that he was going to teach all the truths he knew under Qing Ling's curiosity in the next moment.

Qing

Ling shook his head.

He can't control horses, cars, and people.

He just likes to sleep peacefully and wake up on a calm morning.

"Sad, I've also thought about going alone, but what can I do alone, if you don't teach everything you have learned, sooner or later, your path will be broken. "

The road will be broken?"

"If you are tired, you can take a carriage or ride a horse, so why bother. The

old man said, smiling suddenly.

"Sir, how can I have what I want, and not be so tired.

Qing Linggang opened his mouth to explain.

"There is a dragon coming, in front of him, my walking, the art of the chariot is not enough, but the dragon can soar for nine days. The

old man smiled, and the disciple lifted the curtain.