What If All the Girls In the Cultivation World Want To Catch Me

Is it true that they never existed?

What did the first life do to make yourself reincarnate again and again?

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

Once again, Xia Yi was so weak that he could not hold the spear tightly. There was a dark nether in front of him, and he still held a big sword in his hand. If this dark nether truly faced Xia Yi, Xia Yi can kill with a finger, but after this thousand years, Xia Yi can do too little. Seeing that Zi Xiaoyun is about to be injured by the dark and dark sword, the **** Xia Yi is unable to stop it, but the young Xia Yi Return with bone gun.

Xia Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this. She should have finished her dream and paid it back. Zi Xiaoyun seized the opportunity to immediately retreat and rest. She looked at the young Xia Yi's eyes with a touch of relief, while the **** Xia Yi looked at the phantom purple. Xiao Yun also had a faint relief in her eyes.

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

Is Zi Xiaoyun a white tiger? Actually it is.

Zi Xiaoyun doesn’t want his alms and doesn’t need his debts. This has been the case since the past, and becoming a white tiger is also her own choice. Perhaps in the end, Xia Yi regrets and blames herself again. Intervene in the original course after the reincarnation of the white tiger.

But no matter how you think about it, there are still lumps and unspeakable pain in my heart. Bai Hu is originally Zi Xiao Yun, because his selfishness has taken away Bai Hu's original will, is it correct? Don't forget that Zi Xiaoyun is originally a white tiger!

This is a wrong and correct answer no matter how you choose.

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

Xia Yi also quickly recovered from this, preparing for the next battle. Those evil thoughts of the heart and demon were converging towards the heart of the ancestor of disaster, and there were many **** ghosts around the city of Broken Sky. No... it should be said that it is the lowest-level Asura.

They can contaminate the source just by being near the broken sky monument, and the different time and space have become unstable. They are strengthening the connection with the world through the netherworld. Until the young Xia Yi suddenly awakened, he roared and flew in front of Ashura and sucked it. Shura's power did not give up the original source of pollution, and indirectly purified the original source of breath that was polluted by the netherworld.

Young Xia Yi is changing, and Nether’s invasion also made Xia Yi sneer in a different time and space. His body is also undergoing changes. Nether is not only bringing help to the ancestor’s heart, as King Ashura, Xia Yi The advantage gained will only be greater.

Thousands of years ago, Xia Yi became Asura. Thousands later, he showed the appearance of King Asura in a different time and space. The heart demon released by the heart of the ancestor has turned into a huge demon, the **** Ming Xia Yi looked at the faraway boy himself, knowing that his ultimate goal was also a dark heart.

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

But the fact is not important. What Xia Yi needs to do is to ensure his own existence and let the past a thousand years ago develop according to the original history. Otherwise, the young Xia Yi may still exist, but he will lose his own existence. .

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

twenty two

The process of the battle is not interesting, nor is it thrilling. The huge black shadow released by the heart of the ancestors is very weak. For the Asura King Xia Yi, who has turned into a dead soul on the other side, he can even ignore it and burn the magic shadow with the fire of karma, Xia Yi easily came to the heart of the ancestor.

In fact, the difficulty is not the result, but the previous process. Perhaps I defeated the heart of the ancestors as early as a thousand years ago. Therefore, when I came to this different time and space, just let history develop as before. Victory is inevitable.

Emperor Xia perfected the young Xia Yi, the young Xia Yi became the **** Xia Yi, and the **** Xia Yi let Di Xia understand why he exists here.

The change of Broken Sky is not just as simple as defeating Netherworld, it also defeated the ancestor of the misfortune and saved Yu'er. No wonder it is so difficult. Netherworld’s power is the reason for achieving all of this. Lingren, the heart of the evil ancestor tried to break the seal with the netherworld, but was eventually defeated by Xia Yi with the power of the netherworld.

Xia Yi stretched out his hand and covered his palm on the heart of the ancestor of disaster. This huge heart actually left a little warmth. After touching the heart of the ancestor of disaster, every beat made Xia Yi feel a pain in his heart, recalling Everything in his life so far has made him crazy, hated him, and regretted the past.

And there was also a voice that tempted Xia Yi, telling him that everything can be rewritten, so people who pass away can meet Xia Yi again, and those who were killed by mistake can return, and he will live a carefree life. , Spending every moment in a happy environment, he will no longer have regrets, no more sorrow, no more anger, lost, and no imitation.

Even Zi Xiaoyun can separate her from Baihu. The two exist alone, and they can’t do it just because there is no power, a weak person, do you yearn for power?

only need to……

Give the lives of people who have nothing to do with you, and give 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 Qingyunzong, his young parents, Xia Shi and Xia Sheng were all by his side, Ling'er and Yu'er existed alone, arguing. Who is the eldest lady? Bai Hu and Zi Xiaoyun competed in the distance, turning their heads and smiling at Xia Yi from time to time.

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

It seems to be the princess of Shunguo, can even the history of Shunguo be rewritten?

Rest, why do you have to be so tired, why should you abandon those who love you to pay attention to those you don't love at all, and forgive those who have hurt yourself. Does it make sense? What do they do to you if they exist or not?

You can have the power to protect everything you love. Those who you don’t love and don’t care about will just give up. They are the ones who should be given up, right?

All kinds of doubts echoed in Xia Yi’s soul, Xia Yi seemed to be completely trapped, but what choice Xia Yi would make was destined from the beginning, otherwise he would not have today, and without today, he would not. arrival.

"You innate people really like to catch our weaknesses, but don't deny our way without authorization. Even if we regret something, it is something we should blame ourselves and bear!"

"We have never stopped, no matter how high we climb, it is just to get closer to the sky. No matter how beautiful our homeland is, we can't stop us from setting off again."

Xia Yi stood up, smiled slightly at the old people in front of him, and burned them with a fire, and burned the sky and the earth to the sky.

When the eyes became clear again, Xia Yi burned with dazzling fire, and the flame spread to the heart of the ancestor with Xia Yi's hand, but how could only a small amount of Shenhuo hurt the heart of the ancestor?

Of course, Xia Yi knew this too, so he directly infused the Nether Qi into it. What the Heart of the Ancestor of Calamity needs is Netherworld's help to open the gap between different time and space, instead of being directly hurt by Nether. Beating, this heartbeat actually shocked Xia Yi, who was a god. Xia Yi's mouth was bleeding, but he still burned his vitality with all his strength, turned death energy into underworld energy, and entered the heart of evil ancestors.

The heart of the ancestor of disaster began to become dry, and the beating speed became slower and slower until it fell into silence, but it was still trembling weakly. For some reason, the heart of the ancestor of disaster had no effect, but the heart of the ancestor of disaster was indeed still beating weakly.

Xia Yi was not surprised when he saw this. After all, this was the heart of the ancestor of trouble, the congenital...Kaitian Emperor, this weakening of himself can at least guarantee the peace of a long time, and the no longer beating heart also makes different time and space. Starting to reject Xia Yi, this alien time and space died temporarily.

Xia Yi turned his head and looked outside the city of Broken Sky. The young man himself happened to grab the dark heart at this time. Originally, Xia Yi thought that the Nether invasion would become even more crazy, but it is precisely because this alien time and space has a real connection with the present world. Which Nether 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 the true king who can survive in this world by karma, and even other netherworlds are instinctively afraid of Xia Yi's breath.

The next moment, the different time and space shattered, and Xia Yi was repelled out, but he found that he actually appeared in another different space. This was an ordinary mountain and field. Xia Yi was standing next to a small stream. On the opposite side is an ordinary thatched cottage.

Xia Yi raised his head and looked at the sky. Sun and clouds were floating. It was weird. Xia Yi hesitated for a while, but finally walked towards the thatched cottage. The back of the thatched cottage seemed to be the front. Xia Yi was facing the back.

On the front of the thatched cottage is an open golden yellow wheat field. There is a man lying comfortably on a wicker chair basking in the sun with his eyes closed. A farmer is like a woodcutter.

Xia Yi stared at his face. He had seen this person once. Although only once, he was very impressed, in the first fire.

"Feng Demon... The Great Emperor."

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

Xia Yi didn’t know the status of the Demon Sealed Emperor. No matter how much he inquired, the primordial spirit could only perceive that this was a mortal who was stopped by time. The wheat-scented breeze brushed Xia Yi’s cheeks. Xia Yi sighed and admired him. Get up to this ordinary scenery.

Is this the place of rest chosen by the Kaitian Emperor of the Human Race generation?

twenty three

Blue sky and white clouds, golden fields.

The feeling of this alien space is pure serenity, full of simple life. Xia Yi stood beside the Great Demon, leaning on the wall and quietly looking into the distance. Xia Yi did not explore this alien space because It doesn't make sense, it's small, and the end is also the starting point, and it will only go to the place where it starts on the other side.

There is nothing peculiar about what is left here. There is only a small thatched cottage with a broken wooden door that is hidden and trembling in the breeze, which means that you can enter at any time.

Xia Yi hesitated for a while, and finally decided to go in and take a look. He came to the Great Emperor Feng Mo and bowed deeply, and said:

"excuse me."

Later, Xia Yi opened the door gently and walked in. Although the interior of the cottage is mainly simple, it can even be said that the walls of the cottage are not decent furniture, only a clean square wooden table. The four treasures of the study are placed with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Besides, there is basically nothing decent. Even the bed is made of thatch and linen. Xia Yi found something under the bed. He squatted down and saw that it was a small mahogany box. Xia Yi Yi took out the box and opened it. There was no treasure inside Xia Yi's imagination, just sheets of old and yellowed paper.

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

Teacher, long time no see, long sparse greetings.

I have achieved fame as a student. I would like to recommend you to teach in a place where you can go to the hall. I don’t know how you like it. Your literary talent and personality are rare in the world. It is a waste of your talent to stay in the mountains and fields. Teacher, you often talk about it. To have big ambitions, you taught me the way of mathematics in this world. Although I am ahead of others, I have always been curious about why you don’t want to come forward.

I know that you have your own ideas, but I think the truth you taught me is taken for granted even if it is taught to the people of the world. I personally think that the wisdom of the world should be opened up, and I will work towards this goal in the future. We will only remember your teachings, Mr. You, if you are interested, please be sure to reply to the letter. Students, I sincerely look forward to your reply from the teacher.

"Emperor Feng Mo was originally a teacher?"

After reading the first letter, Xia Yi probably learned the identity of the Great Emperor Feng Mo when he was still a mortal. He seemed to be a reclusive literati, and even taught and educated people in this remote place. This can also explain why the shackled cottage is surrounded by disciples. Only pen, ink, paper and inkstone gathered together.

Xia Yi immediately opened the second letter, which was a letter from another student. Because he worshipped Emperor Feng Mo, he actually traveled around and wanted to become a teacher. He had already gained a reputation and achieved some success. , Is respected by many people as the Master, but even so, he still respects his teacher and often writes to express his knowledge and understanding.

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

Master You Ye:

As a student, I have worshipped into the gate of heaven. There are countless essays on various types of mystical and arcane techniques in the gate of heaven. Many of the heaven and earth principles are similar to those taught by your teacher. I am called a genius by many people in the gate of heaven, but I know this Everything is a teacher. You teach well. I think you can study the law of heaven and earth. It will be extraordinary with your eyes. I know that you have a negative view of many things. You think that the pursuit of power will lose your heart, but if it is You have the strength, maybe you can hold on to the hearts of more people.

The mahogany boxes are all letters, one after another, almost all letters from students. These students can be said to be the pillars of the party and have made a lot of contributions to the land and water of a country. There is a prime minister who has power in his hand. There are also strong men of the cultivation sect, who are aloof and fight against the heavens and the earth.

Judging from the letter, the time for the Great Demon to teach should not be short, at least several decades, and the age of the Great Demon in the mortal time is likely to be around fifty.

A mortal over half a hundred years old, a poor teacher, it is hard to imagine that this can be related to the Kaitian Emperor of the human race. There is nothing else in the small wooden box, only one letter after another, which can be seen. The Demon Great cherishes these things. Perhaps for the Feng Demon Great Emperor, this is the proof of his hard work. He is unwilling to touch some worldly things, so he can keep a person who does not like things or sad. sincere.

After reading as many as hundreds of letters, Xia Yi put the letters away and put them back. This is the treasure of Emperor Feng Mo, one of the few treasures. If you think about it carefully, the Emperor Feng Mo has not left it. What's next, there is no family with no continuity of blood, no treasures, no inheritance.

In the impoverished life, even if he was the emperor, he never lost his heart. He just paid silently during the most difficult years. This is a teacher who truly devotes everything to the human race of the world. He vomited blood and never rested. Even for the emperor, he never made a face to anyone. He was the teacher of the human race, and the inheritance he left behind was only a spirit, which allowed the race to survive the turbulent years.

Xia Yi remembered some wild history about the Great Feng Demon. The original name of the Great Demon Feng was indeed You Ye, but considering that the word Ye is not good, he changed Ye to be proud after proclaiming the emperor. It can be seen that Emperor Feng Demon is a favorite. Those who chew words do have some small habits of literati.

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

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

After pondering for a short while, Xia Yi looked at the white paper in front of him, stretched out a hand pen to rub the ink, and then dipped the ink to lift his sleeves, struggling to write on the paper, even though it was a long time spanning 100,000 years. But Xia Yi must admit a fact.

He is actually a student of Feng Demon Great Emperor.

Mr. Master You:

Forgive me, students, I have never done any rites of apprenticeship to you. My name is Xia Yi. Although I have not accepted your teaching and heard your words, your spirit has been leading me forward in the long night. You The switch that I made came to peace forever. I knew it was hard-won, and I was confused, and I regretted myself why it was me, but I never thought it was a mistake.

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

twenty four

Xia Yi was thinking about one thing, what did he learn from the three Kaitian emperors. The three Kaitian emperors are different. Their style, persistence, and ambition are all different.

Emperor Wu just wanted to rise, Dao Fa ushered in its peak, and sealed the devil for the rest of the world.

He chose the way of Emperor Wu along the way, studied the principles of Taoism, possessed the spirit of sealing demons, and walked over on the verge of countless depravities. He had to think carefully about what a human race was.

Although they often talk about it, this term is a bit vulgar, because too many people always like to occupy the commanding heights of morality. As long as they speak from the standpoint of the entire human race, it seems that there is nothing wrong to say.

But in fact, the meaning of this word is simply justice. It is a choice, an attitude that does not care about right or wrong, a narrative poem that originates from history, originates from blood, and originates from years. It is not suitable. The surviving race is struggling and trying to make peace for itself in the burning flames. This kind of unwillingness is the "reverse" in the bones of the human race.

It is often said that where there is oppression, there is resistance, but in fact there are too many creatures who will not resist, because resistance is meaningless and is not conducive to better survival. However, the human race has found one and any one on the edge of extinction. All creatures have different paths.

Rebelling may indeed be detrimental to your own better survival, but it will definitely help later generations to detach from the so-called survival. Is it enough to just live, just eat, drink and sleep until death, is that enough?

No!

The human race created the first thing in the history of the starry sky that surpassed the principles of nature. The cycle of cause and effect, common sense, good and evil are rewarded, and we work together. The innate race does not have this thing, and the dragon race does not have this thing, let alone the beginning of Chaos. .

The essence of the human race is a period of acclaim...

civilization!

Civilization is born from living creatures and transcends living creatures. Without living creatures, there is no civilization, but civilization can spread across living creatures, across the survival and death of individuals. It is never a single individual who can step in the long river of time and space, but civilization.

For example, the demon race also learned to look at everything in the manner of human civilization. The innate race also knows to understand the civilization of the human race, so that everything that creatures see things has changed. The glory of the human race is actually civilization, the precipitation of the years, ancestors and Something that oneself and the future have together.

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

Xia Yi's hand quivered involuntarily when he lifted the pen. Although Xuan Huang has proposed many possibilities, all signs in the realm of comprehension indicate that the human race is very likely to be the first perfect civilization in the starry sky. The human race is weaker than the individual but stronger than the civilization. , Everything that the human race creates with both hands will last forever in the future, and it will shine until the day when the starry sky is completely stagnant.

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

If the root of righteousness is for the continuation of civilization, then the path I chose must be correct, but why when I make choices again and again, my heart feels that it shouldn’t be like this. What is civilization? Is it from love, from human nature, or simply continuation? Only continuation is the instinct of living beings. How can civility be talked about by unscrupulous means?

Or is it just that the civilization of the human race cares about human nature?

Xia Yi knew that the Great Demon Sealing would not answer his questions, but Xia Yi just wanted to write it out, even if no one could talk to him, the students of the Great Demon Sealing had expressed their doubts in the letters, and they saw it. Many injustices but seem right and helpless.

The students of Feng Mo the Great have different opinions on this. Some say that you cannot build a circle if you don’t follow the rules. The rules are civilized, injustice and uncivilized. They also say that individuals who make collective concessions are the essence of civilization. After all, beasts will not let go. I am hungry, even if there are such times, it is for my own children.

However, there have been many cases of Human Race preferring to give out food for strangers. Thinking about it, Xia Yi wrote again.

Is civilization fundamentally wrong, and if it is correct, how can it be destroyed or encounter the enemy? If it is a concession, for what exactly does that civilization exist above civilization? Or is it because civilization is inherently wrong because of its anti-natural instinct?

Can the existence of the starry sky itself be defined wrongly and correctly?

What Xia Yi wrote is the most difficult question in his heart. Right and wrong only have meaning in civilization, so how should the right and wrong of civilization be explained? If it can’t be explained, isn’t right or wrong basically people’s opinion?

Sir, there are too many unsolvable things in this world, because our human race is still far from knowing the nature of things. Civilization still needs to move forward. In order to understand these things, and to survive before getting the final answer is the eternal correctness of civilization.

It's just that this persistence, is civilization ignoring the transmission of the creatures themselves, or is it only passed by the human race? I think that civilization and human race have the same origin but are not the same. Can human race create civilization but can it truly represent civilization?

I hope that I can realize all of this as a student one day.

Finally, thank you again for allowing me to ponder the definition of civilized human glory.

Leaving the pen in the end of the Dharma era, leaving the author: Xia Yi.

After writing a letter, Xia Yi folded it carefully, squatted down to the bed and put it in the treasure box of Emperor Feng Mo. Nothing happened, nothing changed, but Xia Yi had a kind of heart in his heart. A sense of comfort.

He really doesn't know how to choose between righteousness and personal affection, but isn't it the only way to explore civilization? He stood at this bifurcation point and looked back at the past and the present, he only hoped that the answers 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, then looked at the emperor Feng Mo, who seemed to be sleeping forever. He still lay on the wicker chair the same way, but he didn’t know when he got more out of his arms. A little thing.

Xia Yi walked over with misgivings and found that it was a small disc. The lines engraved on the disc were of heaven and earth. Xia Yi held it in his hand curiously to observe, and a thought naturally entered Xia Yi. The sea of ​​knowledge.