All the Girls in the Cultivation World Want a Piece of Me

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Did they really never exist?

What did you do in your first life to be reincarnated again and again?

Compared with every life, Xia Yi is really most curious about his first life, and for himself, this life is also the last one.

Fighting to the point of weakness again, Xia Yi was so exhausted that he couldn't hold the spear in his hand tightly. In front of him was a dark netherworld, and he actually held a big sword in his hand. If this dark netherworld really faced Xia Yi at this time, Xia Yi Yi can kill with a snap of his fingers, but after this thousand years, Xia Yi can do very little. Seeing that Zi Xiaoyun is about to be injured by the dark and netherworld's sword, the god Xia Yi is unable to stop it, but the young Xia Yi The bone gun returns.

Seeing this, Xia Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He should have completed his dream and returned. Zi Xiaoyun seized the opportunity and immediately stepped back to rest. She looked at the young Xia Yi with a touch of relief in her eyes, while the god Xia Yi looked at the phantom-like Zi Xiaoyun. Xiao Yun also had a hint of relief in her eyes.

In fact, it's like his relationship with his previous life. Is Di Xia him? of course.

Is Zi Xiaoyun a white tiger? Actually it is.

Zi Xiaoyun does not want his charity and does not need his debt. This has been the case in the past, and it is her own choice to become a white tiger. Perhaps in the final analysis, Xia Yi regrets and blames himself, but in fact, after thinking about it, he is not Intervene the original course of the White Tiger's reincarnation.

But no matter how I think about it, there are still knots in my heart and unspeakable pain. Bai Hu is originally Zi Xiaoyun. Is it right to take away Bai Hu's original will because of his own selfishness? Don’t forget that Zi Xiaoyun is originally a white tiger!

This is an answer that is both wrong and correct no matter which way you choose.

The young man himself began to bleed to help others. The god Xia Yi knew that it was almost done. He raised his head and saw that the heart of the ancestor of trouble was beating faster. Xia Yi sneered at the sky, and the young man Xia Yi was about to faint. past.

Xia Yi also took advantage of this to quickly recover and prepare for a later battle. Those inner demons and evil thoughts were converging towards the Heart of the Ancestor of Misfortune. Many bloody ghosts appeared around Duantian City, no... It should be said that they were the lowest level of Asuras.

Just by being near the Sky-Breaking Monument, they could pollute the origin. Different time and space began to become less stable, and they were strengthening their connection with the present world through the netherworld. Until the young man Xia Yi suddenly woke up, roared and flew to Asura to suck him away. The power of Shura did not give up the polluted origin, but also indirectly purified the breath of the origin polluted by the netherworld.

The young man Xia Yi is changing. The intrusion of the Netherworld also makes Xia Yi, who is in another time and space, sneer. His body is also changing. The Netherworld is not only bringing help to the Heart of the Ancestor. As King Asura, Xia Yi The advantages gained will only be greater.

Thousands of years ago, Xia Yi became an Asura. A thousand years later, he showed the form of King Asura in another time and space. The inner demon released by the Heart of the Ancestor has turned into a huge demon shadow. The god Xia Yi Yi looked at the young man himself who was walking away, knowing that his ultimate goal was also a dark heart.

I really don’t know if this is a coincidence or necessity.

But it doesn't matter what the facts are. All Xia Yi needs to do is to ensure his own existence and let the past a thousand years ago develop according to the original historical trend. Otherwise, the young Xia Yi may still exist, but he will lose his existence. .

Asura King Xia Yi did not hesitate and rushed directly to the heart of the ancestor of trouble.

twenty two

The battle process was not interesting or thrilling. The huge black shadow released by the Heart of the Ancestor was very weak. For Xia Yi, the Asura King who had turned into a dead soul on the other side, he could even ignore it. He burned the shadow with karma fire. Yi easily came to the heart of Fuzu.

In fact, the difficulty is not the result, but the previous process. I may have defeated the evil heart a thousand years ago. Therefore, from the time I came to this different time and space, as long as I let history develop as before, then Victory is inevitable.

Di Xia fulfilled young Xia Yi, and young Xia Yi became the god Xia Yi. The god Xia Yi made Di Xia understand why he exists here.

The Sky-breaking Change was not just as simple as defeating Netherworld. At the same time, it also defeated Fu Zu and saved Yu'er. No wonder it was so difficult. Netherworld's power was the reason why he achieved all this. Ling Ren, the Ancestor's Heart, tried to break the seal with Netherworld, but was finally defeated by Xia Yi with the power of Netherworld.

Xia Yi stretched out his hand and covered the heart of Fuzu with his palm. This huge heart actually still had some warmth. After touching the heart of Fuzu, every pulse made Xia Yi feel pain in his heart. Recalling the Every past event in his life that made him crazy, made him hate him, made him regret and blame himself.

And there is also a voice tempting Xia Yi, telling him that everything can be rewritten, that all the dead can meet Xia Yi again, and that people who were killed by mistake can also return, and he will live a carefree life. , spending every moment in a happy environment, he will no longer have regrets, sadness, anger, loss, or hesitation.

Even Zi Xiaoyun can separate her from Bai Hu. They can't do it alone because they have no power. Weak people, do you long for power?

only need to……

Dedicate the lives of people who have nothing to do with you, dedicate the future of the human race.

You are the next master.

Xia Yi felt this temptation and saw the illusion as if he was in a dream.

He was in Qingyun Sect, and his young parents, Xia Shi and Xia Sheng were all by his side. Ling'er and Yu'er were actually alone, arguing about who was the eldest lady. Bai Hu and Zi Xiaoyun were competing in the distance, and from time to time they would He turned around and smiled at Xia Yi.

Xia Zheng sat next to Xia Yi and kept pouring wine for Xia Yi. Xian Ruyi and Xian Yueyin were welcomed by the disciples of Qingyunzhi. As two people who symbolized peace, they were traveling from all walks of life, among the disciples of Qingyunzhi. There was a face that seemed quite familiar to Xia Yi.

It seems that she is the princess of Shun Kingdom. Can she even rewrite the history of Shun Kingdom?

Rest, why are you so tired, why should you abandon the people who love you to pay attention to those you don't love at all, and forgive those who have hurt you. Does it make sense? What does it have to do with you whether they exist or not, whether they live or not?

You can have the power to protect everything you love. Just abandon those who you don't love and don't care about you. They are the ones who really deserve to be abandoned, aren't they?

All kinds of questions echoed in Xia Yi's soul, and Xia Yi seemed to be completely trapped. But what choice Xia Yi would make was doomed from the beginning, otherwise he would not have today, and without today, he would not be here. arrival.

"You Xiantian clan really like to exploit our weaknesses, but don't deny our path without authorization. Even if we regret something, it is something we have to blame ourselves and bear!"

"We never stop. No matter how high we climb, it's just to get closer to the sky. No matter how beautiful our home is, nothing can stop us from starting again."

Xia Yi stood up, smiled at the old friends in front of him, and burned them, Qingyun Sect, and the heaven and earth with a fire.

When his eyes became clear again, Xia Yi's whole body was burning with dazzling fire. The flames followed Xia Yi's hand and spread to Fu Zu's heart. But how could it only hurt Fu Zu's heart with just a mere divine fire?

Of course, Xia Yi knew this, so he directly poured the Nether Qi into it. What Fuzu's Heart needed was Netherworld's help to open the gap in different time and space, rather than being directly harmed by Netherworld. The influx of Nether Qi made Fuzu's Heart violent. Beating, this heartbeat sound actually shocked Xia Yi, who was a god. Xia Yi's mouth was bleeding, but he still burned his vitality with all his strength, turning the death energy into the dark energy and penetrating into the heart of the ancestor of trouble.

The heart of Fuzu began to become shriveled, and its beating speed became slower and slower, until it fell into silence, but it was still trembling weakly. The dark energy could no longer work for some reason, but the heart of Fuzu was still beating weakly.

Xia Yi was actually not surprised when he saw this. After all, this was the heart of the founder of the disaster, the innate clan... Kaitian Emperor, his weakening could at least ensure peace for a long time. The heart that no longer beats also made the world different. He began to reject Xia Yi, and this different time and space temporarily died.

Xia Yi turned back and looked outside Duantian City. The young man himself had just caught the dark heart at this time. Originally, Xia Yi thought that the Netherworld invasion would become even crazier, but precisely because this different time and space has a real connection with the present world, let me ask Which ghost can resist instinct and dare to be arrogant to his own king?

Xia Yi is not the kind of false king who can only escape into the netherworld, but a true king who can survive and appear in the world by relying on karma. Even other netherworlds are instinctively afraid of Xia Yi's aura.

The next moment, the different time and space shattered, and Xia Yi was excluded, but he found that he actually appeared in another different space. This was an ordinary mountain field. Xia Yi was standing next to a stream. Opposite there is an ordinary thatched cottage.

Xia Yi raised his head and looked at the sky. There was sunshine and clouds floating in the sky. It was very strange. Xia Yi hesitated for a while, and finally walked towards the thatched cottage. The back of the thatched cottage seemed to be the front, and what Xia Yi was facing before was the back.

In front of the thatched cottage is an open golden wheat field. There is a man lying comfortably on a wicker chair with his eyes closed, basking in the sun. He has no life, just like a statue. He seems to be a mortal, but not like him. His clothes are simple, coarse and linen, like a human being. He is a farmer, but also a woodcutter.

Xia Yi stared at his face. He had seen this person once. Although it was only once, he had a particularly deep impression, in Chu Huo.

"Sealing the Demon...the Great Emperor."

Xia Yi called out his name, but he didn't respond and seemed to be sleeping very comfortably. Only then did Xia Yi realize that the sun seemed to stay here forever, shining on him until perhaps one day the long night was approaching.

Xia Yi didn't know the state of the Demon Sealed Emperor. No matter how much he inquired, his soul could only detect that he was a mortal who had been stopped by time. The breeze with the smell of wheat blew over Xia Yi's cheek. Xia Yi sighed and admired it. Look up this ordinary scenery.

Is this the resting place chosen by the first Kaitian Emperor of the human race?

twenty three

Blue sky, white clouds, golden fields.

This strange space gives people a feeling of pure tranquility, full of simple life. Xia Yi stood beside the Demon Sealing Emperor and leaned against the wall and looked quietly into the distance. Xia Yi did not explore this strange space because It makes no sense, this place is very small, the end is also the starting point, and you will only go to the beginning on the other side.

There is nothing strange left here, only a small thatched cottage. The broken wooden door of the thatched cottage is ajar and trembles in the breeze, which means that you can enter at any time.

Xia Yi hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to go in and take a look. He came to the Demon Sealing Emperor, bowed deeply and said:

"excuse me."

Follow

Finally, Xia Yi gently opened the door and walked in. Although the interior of the thatched cottage was mainly simple, it could even be said that the house was bare. There was no decent furniture in sight, only a clean square wooden table. There are four treasures of the study: pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Apart from that, there was basically nothing decent. Even the bed was made of thatch and linen. Xia Yi found that there seemed to be something under the bed. He squatted down and took a look. It was a small mahogany box. Xia Yi Yi took out the box and opened it. There was no treasure inside as Xia Yi had imagined, just pieces of old and yellowed paper.

Xia Yi took out one of them and looked at it. Although the handwriting on it was very old, it was at least understandable. The paper seemed to be a letter, and the beginning was a common greeting.

Teacher, long time no see. Long time no greetings.

My student, I have achieved fame. I would like to recommend you, teacher, to teach in a place where you can go to the hall. I don’t know what you think. Your literary talent and character are rare in the world. It is a waste of your talent to stay in the mountains and fields. Teacher, you often say that people You have to have great ambitions. You taught me the ways of this world. Although I am getting ahead, I have always been curious about why you don’t want to get ahead.

I know that you have your own ideas, but I think that the principles you taught me, teacher, are natural even if they are taught to the people of the world. I personally think that I should open up the wisdom of the world, and I will work hard towards this goal in the future. Whenever I I will only remember your teachings, Mr. You. If you are interested, please be sure to write back. I sincerely look forward to your reply.

"Is the Demon-Sealing Emperor originally a teacher?"

After Xia Yi read the first letter, he roughly learned the identity of the Demon Sealing Emperor when he was still a mortal. He seemed to be a reclusive scholar, and he taught and educated people in this remote place. This can also explain why his family has a thatched cottage with four walls. Only pen, ink, paper and inkstone are gathered together.

Xia Yi immediately opened the second letter, which was a letter from another student. Because this student worshiped the Demon Emperor, he actually traveled around to study. He also wanted to become a teacher. He was already famous and achieved some achievements. , was respectfully called Master by many people, but even so, he still respected his teacher and often wrote letters to express his knowledge and understanding.

The third letter is also from a student, but this student’s achievements are higher and more special.

Dear Master Mr. You Ye:

I, my student, have worshiped in the Tianmen. There are countless scriptures on all kinds of occult arts in the Tianmen. Many of the principles of heaven and earth are similar to what you have taught me. My student, I have been called a genius by many people in the Tianmen, but I know this. Everything is taught well by you, teacher. I think it’s a good idea for you, teacher, to study the laws of heaven and earth, and understand the extraordinary from your perspective. I know, sir, that you have negative views on many things, and believe that pursuing power will lead to losing one’s true heart, but if You have the power, maybe you can stick to the true intentions of more people.

The mahogany boxes are all filled with letters, one after another, almost all letters from students. These students are all talented people who have made great contributions to the country. There are also strong men from the cultivation sect, who transcend the world and fight against the heaven and the earth.

Judging from the letter, the Demon Sealing Emperor should have been teaching for a long time, at least several decades, and the age of the Demon Sealing Emperor when he was a mortal was probably around fifty.

It is hard to imagine that a mortal over fifty years old and a poor teacher could have anything to do with the Kaitian Emperor of the human race. There was nothing else in the small wooden box, only letters one after another. The Demon Emperor cherishes these things very much. Perhaps for the Demon Emperor back then, this was proof of his hard work. He was unwilling to come into contact with worldly things, so he could always keep a heart that did not take pleasure in things or feel sorrow for oneself. sincere.

After reading hundreds of letters, Xia Yi put the letters away and put them back to their original places. This was the treasure of the Demon-Sealing Emperor, one of the few family treasures. When he thought about it carefully, among the three Kaitian Emperors, the Demon-Sealing Emperor did not leave anything behind. No matter what, there is no family to continue the bloodline, no treasures, and no inheritance.

He lived in poverty all his life, and even though he became an emperor, he never lost even half of his original intention. He just devoted himself silently during the most difficult years. This is a teacher who truly dedicated everything to the world and the human race. It is said that the Demon Sealed Emperor was exhausted many times. He never took a break even when he was vomiting blood, and even when he was the emperor, he never looked down upon anyone. He was the master of the human race, and the legacy he left behind was only one spirit, which allowed the human race to survive the turbulent years.

Xia Yi remembered some unofficial history about the Demon Sealing Emperor. It is true that the original name of the Demon Sealing Emperor was You Ye, but considering that the word night was not good, after he became emperor, he changed his name to Ye Rong. It can be seen that the Demon Sealing Emperor was a like-minded person. People who chew words do have some little habits of literati.

It's a pity that after reading the letter, Xia Yi still couldn't find anything worth mentioning. The thatched cottage was too simple, with a layer of fine dust floating on the pots and pans, except for the square table, which was clean.

Xia Yi came to the square table and sat down. He looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him. Most people would definitely not be able to get here. Even if they get there, they will only find an empty underground space. Maybe they should have some kind of spirit and will. Enter different time and space.

After pondering for a while, Xia Yi looked at the white paper in front of him, stretched out his portable pen to rub ink, then dipped the pen into ink, raised his sleeve, and wrote furiously on the paper. Although it lasted for a long time of one hundred thousand years, But Xia Yi had to admit a fact.

He can actually be considered a student of the Demon Sealed Emperor.

Dear Master You:

Forgive me, student, I have never paid any tribute to you. My name is Xia Yi. Although I have not accepted your teachings or heard a single word of yours, your essence

God has been leading me forward in the long night. The change you made has brought peace to the world. I know that all this is hard to come by. I have also been confused and regretful about why it was me, but I never thought it was a mistake. .

Halfway through writing, Xia Yi slowed down his writing speed and thought about his past and present lives.

twenty four

Xia Yi was thinking about one thing. What did he learn from the three Kaitian Emperors? The three Kaitian Emperors were all different. There was a big gap between their styles, their persistence, and their ambitions.

Emperor Wu only wanted to rise, for Taoism to reach its peak, and for the demons to be sealed to wait for eternity.

Along the way, he chose the path of Emperor Wu, studied the principles of Taoism, possessed the spirit of sealing demons, and walked on the edge of countless falls. He had to think carefully about what the human race was.

Although it is often mentioned on the lips, this term seems a bit vulgar, because too many people always like to occupy the moral high ground. As long as they speak from the standpoint of the entire human race, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

But in fact, what this word represents is not simple justice. It is a choice, an attitude that does not matter right or wrong, a narrative poem that originates from history, blood, birth, and time. It is not suitable. The surviving race finds peace for itself in the face of hardships and dangers, and is burned in the fire. This unwillingness is the "rebellion" in the human race's bones.

It is often said that wherever there is oppression, there will be resistance, but in fact there are too many creatures that will not resist, because resistance is meaningless and is not conducive to a better survival. However, the human race has found a way to compete with any other on the edge of extinction. All living beings follow different paths.

Resistance may indeed be detrimental to one's own better survival, but it will definitely help future generations transcend the so-called survival. Is it enough to just live? Is it enough to just eat, drink, and sleep until death?

No!

The human race has created the first thing in the history of this starry sky that is superior to the laws of nature, the cycle of cause and effect, common sense, good and evil will be rewarded, and working together. The Xiantian race does not have this thing, nor does the dragon race, let alone the beginning of chaos. .

The essence of human race is a period of eulogizing the years...

civilization!

Civilization is born from living beings but transcends living beings. Without living beings, there would be no civilization. However, civilization can spread across living beings and across the life and death of individuals. It is never any single individual that can stride in the long river of time and space, but civilization.

For example, the demon clan has also learned to view everything in the way of human civilization. The Xiantian clan also knows how to understand human civilization, which has changed the way creatures view things. The glory of human race is actually civilization, the accumulation of years, ancestors and Something that you and your future share.

"Civilization...are we the first civilization?"

Xia Yi's hand holding the pen couldn't help but tremble slightly. Although Xuanhuang has raised many possibilities, all signs in the world of cultivation indicate that the human race is most likely the first perfect civilization in the starry sky. The human race is weaker than individuals and stronger than civilization. , everything created by human beings with their hands will last forever in the future, and will shine brightly until the day when the starry sky completely stops.

With a trace of doubt and realization in his heart, Xia Yi continued to write:

If the foundation of righteousness is for the continuation of civilization, then the path I choose must be correct, but why when I make choices again and again, my heart feels that this should not be the case. What is civilization? Is it from love, from human nature, or is it simply a continuation? Continuity alone is the instinct of living beings. How can we talk about civilization by resorting to any means?

Or is it just human civilization that cares about human nature?

Xia Yi knew that the Demon Sealing Emperor would not answer these questions for him, but Xia Yi just wanted to write them out. Even if no one could discuss them with him, the Demon Sealing Emperor's students also expressed their doubts in letters, and they also saw them. There are many things that are unfair and unkind but seem right and there is nothing that can be done about them.

The students of Demon Sealing Emperor have different opinions on this. Some say that there is no circle without rules. Rules are civilization. Being unkind and unfair is uncivilized. Others say that individuals making concessions for the sake of the collective is the essence of civilization. After all, beasts will not give in. Even if I starve myself, it is for the sake of my children.

However, there have been many cases where the human race was willing to give up food for strangers. After thinking about it, Xia Yi wrote again.

Is civilization fundamentally wrong? If it is right, how will it be destroyed and meet its enemies? If we give in and barbarism prevails over civilization, then why does civilization exist? Or is it because civilization is inherently wrong because of its characteristics that go against natural instincts?

Can the existence of the starry sky itself be defined in terms of wrong and right?

What Xia Yi wrote down were the most unspeakable doubts in his heart. Right and wrong only have meaning in civilization, so how to explain the right and wrong of civilization itself? If it can't be explained, then isn't right and wrong basically just people's opinions?

Sir, there are too many unsolvable things in this world, because we humans are still far from understanding the nature of things, and civilization still needs to move forward. In order to understand these things, it is the eternal correctness of civilization to survive until we get the final answer.

But for this survival, does civilization ignore the transmission of living beings themselves, or can it only be passed on by human beings? I think civilization and human race have the same origin but are different. Human race created civilization, but can it truly represent civilization?

I hope my students can understand all this one day.

at last

, thank you again for allowing me to think deeply about the definition of the glory of civilization.

The author who left a pen in the End of the Dharma Era is: Xia Yi.

After writing a letter, Xia Yi folded it carefully, squatted down to the bedside and put it into the Demon Sealing Emperor's treasure box. Nothing happened, nothing changed, but Xia Yi had a feeling in his heart. Feeling of comfort.

He really doesn’t know how to choose between justice and personal love, but isn’t exploring how to choose is the only way for civilization to move forward? He stood at this bifurcation point and looked back at the past and present. He only hoped that the answer he got could be worthy of himself and the world.

Slowly walking out of the hut, Xia Yi looked at the golden wheat field and took a deep breath, and then looked at the Demon Sealing Emperor who seemed to be sleeping forever. He was still lying on the wicker chair as usual, but he didn't know when there was an extra baby in his arms. A small thing.

Xia Yi walked over with doubts and found that it was a small disc. The patterns engraved on the disc had the most reasonable meanings. Xia Yi held it in his hand and observed it curiously. A thought naturally entered Xia Yi's mind. The sea of ​​consciousness.

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