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

Before we can continue...

Tell the children the story of the aggressor’s unwillingness to die.

"Everyone, who else has any questions!"

Xia Yi stood in the center of Qingyunzong's martial arts field. Behind it was a round of sunset. The dusk was about to end and the long night was about to come. Xia Yi took out the Fengtian formation plate at this time, and the more and more great imperial thoughts permeated the heavenly spirit. This Di Nian can no longer be described in its embryonic form. This is almost the arrival of the real emperor, and a terrifying force instantly controls the majestic star itself.

The setting sun rises again from the west, the galaxy reverses, the sun and the moon reverse, and the supreme power becomes impossible. Waiting for everyone to react again, the gentle sun of dawn shines under the blue cloud holy sect, and Xia Yi's hand is just holding it up. Chaoyang.

"Human race, walk with me, our glory will be forever."

Xia Yi reversed the heavenly spirit and turned the setting sun into a morning sun. Many people watched this scene happen with their own eyes. A feeling that transcended everything was budding in the heart. As a conscious life, who doesn’t long for eternity, since he can’t. Realize, then leave something for future generations to remember, let the civilization of the human race live forever, and let yourself live forever.

No one said another word, no one raised any more questions, even Zhao Lianbing opened his eyes wide, staring at Xia Yi's posture and unable to look away. Her emotion for Xia Yi is no longer just love. There is respect, absolute respect and respect.

People have never experienced this kind of feelings so truly, because they represent a civilization.

The spirit of surpassing the wish to burn my body and shine in the sky was born.

Everyone is eager to open the sky again.

20

After this, Xia Yi left Tianling.

Under the shining of the morning light, the Qingyun Saint Sect, countless kneeling people have never seen the morning sun like this. They put their hands on their chests, as if praying, chanting that the glory of the human race will be forever.

Over and over again, over and over again, over and over again.

Even though there are still a few people with their heads down and silent, Xia Yi's father is among them, but Xia Yi's father ultimately failed to make Xia Yi change his opinion, but he was a little moved by Xia Yi.

Extremely selfish and extremely righteous.

God and demons are united.

However, You Yuer's opinion on Xia Yi has not changed much, and she is even a little worried. She also thinks that Human Race is very excessive. Xia Yi can use lies to fabricate everything and rewrite everything, but she has to let people see it. reality.

The glory of the past is no longer important, and there is no need to talk about the sins now. Everything is just for the continuation of civilization. Xia Yi is her favorite person and the **** of this civilization. There are not many words or explanations. Xia From the beginning, Yi was just telling a fact.

People can die in happiness.

But Human Race never approached Liangye gently.

Man can accept the inevitable darkness.

Terran will do everything in its power to denounce the disappearance of light.

People sleep in the dark.

Human civilization roared at dusk.

Xia Yi aroused the will of a civilization, and the individuals of this civilization really saw the sky they longed for. Perhaps, this time...

is real……

Kaitian.

To let the rear know about this, Xia Yi and Fu Zu came to the front line again, and there was no need for Xia Yi to persuade the front line, because the front line already believed in Xia Yi’s will, and Xia Yi just issued this announcement, and no one questioned it. , Terran will accumulate surplus energy, if it can't roar at dusk.

Then sleep for a while, in the dark...

I ignite myself with fire, and let out an unwilling roar with grief, pain, madness, and so on.

In the beginning, the gods of the Glory Fortress made themselves proclaimed. Xia Yi personally helped Wu Jue and Xianli to sleep in the Hall of Glory. The gods on the front line will set themselves in the Hall of Glory. There is a slight chaotic power here, which can make the self-appointed gods as much as possible. The preservation of strength.

It's just that Xia Fan and Fu Xian hesitated after learning about this, but Xia Yi had made up his mind, and they had nothing to say, and were sealed by Xia Yi in the sacred stone.

After that, it was the demigods and sub-gods on the front line. Xia Yi personally received them and presented them with blessings, praises and medals. Above the glorious fortress, the light of the city was extinguished one by one. Starting today, even the spirit stones will be saved. Use, no longer wasted for lighting.

Those who need to proclaim themselves bid farewell to their families before they proclaim themselves. This is a farewell letter. Countless people are sealed in the sacred stone with tears. The translucent sacred stone will become the monument of the human race until the people in it wake up. People in the dormant era. Looked up.

Xia Yi did his best to comfort the self-proclaimed people, even spending time specifically to visit their families, bending over to their families, bowing to their families, and paying homage to them as a god.

The sadness that cannot be erased reverberates in the human race. Sorrow and tears are the main tone before dormancy. Perhaps for a race that actively invades other races and almost failed, what they do will seem ridiculous, but a dying tribe is born. From that moment on, I never stopped.

Stand up, climb the mountain, and stretch out your hand, just to get closer to the sky, which belongs to the final struggle of the human race, and the final narrative poem has been sung.

After comforting the front line, Xia Yi returned to the rear to help the powerful men in the rear. Xia Yi specially arranged a ceremony and obtained the consent of the ancestor of the disaster.

The self-appointment ceremony was deliberately decided to be held in Old Dao Fa. After some years of development, Old Dao Fa has regained its vitality, but it has not been in contact with the outside world. If Xia Yi returned, many people would not know that this is actually Old Dao Fa. .

The strong on the front line will proclaim themselves in the Glory Fortress.

The powerful in the rear will proclaim themselves in the real Dao Fa.

These two respectively represent the glory of the past and the roar of the twilight, just before countless people are preparing to proclaim themselves.

With the advent of innateness, many innate innate knelt down to the self-proclaimed people. The tall Titans, as tall as the mountains and mountains, kneeled down to the human race, playing the battle hymn of the Titans in their unique way. The ancestors of misfortune actually disagreed at the beginning. It was Xia Yi. In exchange for their dignity, the Titans kneeled to the human race.

But Xia Yi has no regrets. All he lost is his dignity, but he has gained the dignity of the human race. Although in ancient times, the ancestor of the disaster also saw many human races kneeling in order to survive, but Xia Yi’s kneeling is different. Xia Yi Do not pray for forgiveness and let go, but stand on a personal level, hoping that Titan can agree to his small request.

I don't know why, when Xia Yi knelt down, Zuo Zuo suddenly felt that their innate clan seemed to have completely won, and it seemed that they had completely lost. The extremely vicissitudes of heart actually fluctuated because of the kneeling of a past enemy.

That is a kind of sadness that makes the ancestors unspeakable.

But their innate clan also do it in the end. As a loser, they are released by the human race, and when the inherited race kneels, they will fight for the human race without reservation, but also fight for themselves, for common survival.

At the end of the ceremony, the tens of thousands of Human Race powerhouses behind were about to completely self-appointed themselves, and a voice that made the earth tremble suddenly echoed between the heavens and the earth.

"Warriors of the human race, sleep peacefully for the time being. Don’t despair. You have defeated our race with an ant body. Your glory has made me hate, jealous, and respect. You are so powerful. You are willing to live in the years and time. Is it completely decayed in it?"

"The enemy that my innate clan longs for is a human race that never loses glory!"

"If you resent us, after everything is over, we will fight again!"

The ancestor of Woe went to inspire the self-appointed strong human race, and Xia Yi did not ask the ancestor of Woe to do so. This was voluntary. The ancestor of Woe knelt down in the old way, and the powers who were sealed into the **** stone were conscious of the last moment of darkness. , Accompanied by them is the fighting spirit.

At this moment, Xia Yi was helping You Yu'er to proclaim herself with her own hands. His divine power lingered beside You Yu'er, and it gradually began to solidify like water vapor into ice, enveloping You Yu'er's body.

"Xia Yi, can our human race really get glory?"

"I'm afraid your choice is to let the human race, who could have enjoyed time, experience pain and die cruelly."

If you leave it alone, when the Xi clan wakes up, the Human clan will probably be about the same, but if Xia Yi does this, the Human clan may be more painful, because even the last good years have been abandoned.

"Or maybe it's a rebirth. I cultivate ego, I cultivate my mind, I cultivate my trueness, I don't know what will happen in the end, I just try my best, good night, Yu'er."

"Let's meet again at Human Twilight."

Xia Yi lowered his head and gently kissed You Yu'er's forehead.

twenty one

Tao follows the sky, and the twilight period is 34,000 years.

The strong human races are all self-appointed, and the human race has entered a dormant era. Everyone lives to save resources. Of course, Xia Yi is not a dead brain, and an exception has been raised. If there are particularly talented and exceptionally talented young generations to come, resources can be given to help. .

Xia Yi witnessed their self-appointment personally, and also went to meet their family at the end. Xia Yi’s parents and Xia Shi did not want to proclaim themselves. Xia Shi’s cultivation base was already a demigod, but she did not want to. She would rather be with her parents. This evening time leisurely accompanied.

"Brother, you don’t understand. After all, the time you spend with us is less than one ten thousandth of your life. You don’t need to force yourself to do anything to us. We don’t blame you. Maybe you are already dead in our hearts. Got it."

This is Xia Shi's last words to Xia Yi.

"Xia Yi, I am your father. I do expect you to be a good man standing upright, but I didn't let you support the heaven and the earth alone. The heaven and the earth will die out. Why do all of this need to be?"

Xia Yi's father sighed, and he was more of an unspeakable complex mood than blaming Xia Yi.

"Son, if you feel uncomfortable at any time and you can't find anyone to talk to, you can go home. Mom, I will tidy up all your things, cook all your favorite meals when you were a kid, and seal them in the sacred stone. , Wait for it when you want to eat it."

Xia Yi's mother was not as strong as her father, nor did her sister Xia Shi touch as many things. Xia Yi's mother was still the old mother with her own child in her heart.

When Xia Yi heard that, he couldn't help but feel sore. Xia Yi was very thankful that no one was around. After all, Xia Yi's mother was always with Xia Yi during the most difficult time. Compared with his father and sister, Xia Yi felt the affection of his mother. Deeper.

"Mom... please... please call yourself..."

Xia Yi finally said this sentence.

"But I can't cultivate enough..."

"Please name yourself!!"

Xia Yi knelt down. Xia Yi's father and sister were a little surprised. Xia Yi's father thought of Xia Yi's performance before and suddenly sighed. How much his inner feelings had been sealed by Xia Yi.

"Son, I can't break your rules. Although this time is really separated from you, but the child always leaves his parents, we know what will happen in the future. Your father and I are old, your sister He is also a mortal who only wants to live a little better than most people."

"Therefore, as a child, please forgive the waywardness of your parents, and as a brother, let your sister choose her own life."

"We don't understand the meaning of your words, and we don't understand what we can give up in order to survive. We just want to live well, or be plain, or have a wealth of family business, and live a happy and fulfilling life."

Xia Yi's mother refused to proclaim herself. Xia Yi could only clenched his fists and said nothing. Everyone had different views on life, but he forced people to accept the responsibility for the survival of human civilization, but he was unwilling, this unwilling to the end. Is it his selfishness or the righteousness of the human race?

In the end, only one photo stone was left, which was the last family portrait of Xia Yi and his family. Xia Sheng was missing, but Xia Yi's family could not mention Xia Sheng at this time, and Xia Yi's father had stopped. .

Xia Yi will be the last powerhouse of the human race to proclaim himself sleeping, and now only Xia Yi has not proclaimed himself.

Before leaving Xuanhuang, Xia Yi came to the starry sky and stared at this not too majestic blue star from all corners of the sky. Even though the roots of the human race were indeed in ancient Taoism, Xia Yi could not remember Xuanhuang.

No, it's not right, it's not Xuanhuang.

He unforgettable the earth.

If possible, he wants to proclaim himself asleep on the earth, but reality does not allow him to be willful. Xia Yi travels in the starry sky, feeling this endless wilderness, in the first thousand years after announcing the official start of the dormant era.

Years in which younger generations are not allowed to be sanctified.

Xia Yi returned to the Glory Fortress. People who were not as strong as required were still alive and had to offer their own cultivation base and part of their vitality every once in a while. The human race of the dormant age would dedicate everything to the self-appointed.

And the self-proclaimed people will return everything to the human race after they wake up.

The self-proclaimed place Xia Yi chose for himself was the Chaos Fire Pond. It is funny to say that he has spent almost two-thirds of his life in the Chaos Fire Pond, and will continue to spend a long and long time here.

At the bottom of the Chaos Fire Pool, a person who looked similar to Xia Yi was waiting here, but the other party was not a human, but the ancestor of disaster. The ancestor of disaster helped Xia Yi proclaim himself, and only the ancestor of disaster had the ability to seal Xia Yi.

"My innate family has all arranged."

After the disaster ancestor turned into a human, his face was expressionless, and he only conveyed a message to Xia Yi. Xia Yi nodded and walked into the chaotic fire pool, letting the flames burn himself.

"Did you go to the border to see it?"

"Look, according to your and my calculations, the two starry skies will merge in 2.6 million years."

"Two million six hundred thousand years...Although I already know it, I still feel speechless to listen to it again."

Xia Yi smiled bitterly. These two and six hundred thousand years were the old age that the human race could enjoy, and it was really no less.

"Now confirm the plan one last time."

"Um."

Fu Zu and Xia Yi formulated a very complete plan for the dormant era, so that the combat power of the two clans could be retained as much as possible after 2.6 million years.

"After you are enclosed here, you have digested the Chaos Power in the long years. After about 500,000 years, your cultivation base will slow down due to the reduction of the Chaos Power, until it is completely exhausted and no longer increases. Almost completely cut off."

"One million years later, my innate family will lose the nurturing of Chaos Power, and it is difficult to survive in the world, and life span is greatly limited. Even with the help of the human race, it can only be regarded as longevity at best. Therefore, some of my compatriots will start from now on. Use the rest of your life to go to various places in the starry sky to find the remnant chaos for you."

"If there is no accident, after 1.5 million, you will become an extreme god, and the beginning of the era of no saints will make it more difficult for the human race to continue us. We will choose to take over some human blood for the necessary survival."

"Two million years later, our compatriots who did not receive human blood died on a large scale, but we were born in nature and we have chaos. They are all dedicated to you."

"Human race feeds me and waits, I wait to search for the chaos, and then return to you, you guard the innate."

"Two and a half million years later, all of our compatriots have disappeared. If nothing happens, you are the quasi-emperor, the last hope for you and me."

"In the last 100,000 years, awaken some strong people to inquire about the situation of the Xi clan, and use the resources accumulated over the years to help the human race at that time give birth to new strong people as much as possible."

"In the last 50,000 years, the most hopeful compatriots of our race have awakened from the self-appointment one by one, and organized an attack with the human race first."

"After 2.6 million years, the dormant era is over, the dusk has passed, and the long night is approaching. You and I wake up in the long night together, whether it is birth or death. See you in 2.6 million years, Human Xia Yi."

The ancestor said, Xia Yi nodded his head, then closed his eyes and fell into a long sleep. The human race abandoned the peaceful old age of two to six hundred thousand years, not roaring at dusk, but silence at dusk, which will be issued in the long night as a creature. , As the last roar of civilization.

anyway.

May the glory of the human race be forever.

twenty two

Human races survive in the cracks, and having fun while suffering is probably one of their instincts.

Not to mention that time can erase too much pain. The two wise races have jointly built a new civilization under the same general purpose. History has not been erased. People from generation to generation talk about history. More of it is a complex emotion.

In this long enough time, people repeatedly asked themselves what they were living for. There is always no shortage of enlightened people who raise objections against the background of the times. In fact, the human race is also living pretty well.