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

Half a year later, it was still that cliff. Xia Yi climbed slowly to the edge of the cliff. The cliff was still the same as it was. The mountain was blocked by clouds, and she couldn't see anything.

His eyes began to blur, he felt that he was almost out of breath, he knew he was dying.

But now he knows what is true.

True and false, false and true.

If the dream is true, then he chooses the dream and just jumps to death like this, because he is the truth in his heart.

"For so many years...Do I remember that dream?

I don't know if it was back to the light, Xia Yi actually had the strength to stand up again. He came to the edge of the mountain and looked at the scenery under the mountain. The scenery was very beautiful.

"Seventy years have passed in a hurry. It's not as good as the years in the dream. Where do I live?

In the end, what is true, what is false, and what is true cultivation.

"Why, these seventy years can't be false, but those few years are true?"

Xia Yi suddenly thought that, he longed for everything in the realm of cultivation to be true! It was what he wanted to cultivate!

He wanted to return to Broken Sky City again, wanted to fight for the Six Small Continents, and also wanted to meet the You Yu'er whom he had been in love with for countless years.

Why protect? For the truth! For what you really want to do most, if you just live and can’t do what you want, what is the difference between death!!!

Xia Yi walked slowly to the edge of the cliff and closed his eyes.

"If this is true, I would rather die! If this is false, I know my heart.

Also, the steps slid forward and fell off the cliff.

"I, Xia Yi, innate Taoism/all abilities are connected!"

The cloud swallowed his figure.

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Dreams, like a beautiful embellishment of cruel reality, can make people yearn for.

But reality is not necessarily cruel, and dreams are not necessarily beautiful.

Amidst the clouds and mist, the elderly Xia Yi continued to fall, and the cliff seemed to be bottomless, even reaching the bottom.

In this cloud and mist, he seemed to see his other-kind-life, which is not the same as the one-life he is currently spending. He had another dream-a dream based on reality, and there was no cultivation. In the world, there is no You Yuer.

His whole life, basically, was missed by that dream, and he was still regretful in his heart.

He saw that he was born, and everyone around him was laughing. Whether it was a doctor, a nurse, or a young parent, they were all celebrating the birth of a new life, but he was crying.

His parents are harmonious and there is no divorce. He and his sister have grown up under the care of their parents. His grandma has not died prematurely, and his grandpa is also a hundred years old. His family is superior, his academic performance is very good, and his status in society when he grows up is sufficient. Describe it as a prominence.

He later met a wife whom he liked very much. Their emotions were almost without the slightest rift, and they remained in love until they were old, their family was beautiful, their children were obedient, and they grew up like him.

Afterwards, he got old and could not walk, and left with a crying smile of his children and grandchildren.

Xia Yi once felt that this was the perfect life he wanted to pursue, the most perfect life an ordinary person could think of.

Was born crying, and left with a smile.

He...Pianbian had that dream, and that dream made him unable to let go, even if he really lived through his life as an ordinary person in his imagination? Everything in that dream always made Xia Yi unforgettable. Whether it is a miserable life or a beautiful life.

The mortal lives for a hundred years, drunk and dreams of death, but the laughter is only three months old, but can the insects really feel the sorrow that they can only live for three months?

Immortal and common are different, the other is-kind of concept,-kind of concept that is completely different from mortal,-the enlightenment of the dynasty, life is extraordinary.

Anyone who does not know the happiness, does not know all the sorrow, does not know the happiness, does not know the sorrow, does not know the sorrow, does not know the happiness.

After all, Xia Yi knew that he was still mistaken by that dream. He hoped that the dream was true, and no matter how beautiful the reality was, it was false in his eyes. He understood what he really wanted.

A monk, walking between the heaven and the earth, hesitating the sun and the moon, raising his hands and feet to control the power of the heaven and the earth. Although those who have the enlightenment-cut are willing to return to the world, that is also his way. "Xian" wants to reach out and grab it

Tao is not absolute. Everyone has different Taos. Three people have three Taos, and a hundred people have a hundred Taos. Three thousand people have three thousand Taos. Tao has no absolute good or absolute evil.

Some are just for the avengers, some who want to stand out, some who want to reach the top, and some who follow the trend.

"...Understood

Xia Yi closed his eyes and no longer looked at the clouds and mist around him. There was a sudden violent energy fluctuation in his old body.

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There are immortals wishing to transform the mortal, then why...

There can’t be anything, Dengxian!

Cultivation and cultivating the Tao, learning about the Tao, you can die at night, life and death are not yours, you can kneel down and beg for mercy against those who stand in the way, you can work hard to overcome, if you have enough strength...

Even if it is the God of Death, it's nothing to say!

This is cultivation! Cultivating everything as you wish.

In mid-air, Xia Yi suddenly opened his eyes. There were dense lines in his eyes, as if chaos, clouds and fog disappeared, Kunlun Mountain also disappeared, everything disappeared, like a mirror-like fragmentation, and finally, a piece of yellow sand appeared in the sky. , The land of bones and skulls.

The flower, water, and moon in the mirror were false. If someone believed it, it would be true in the eyes of that person. If Xia Yi really wanted to be a mortal, he would naturally die in the mortal, but he opened his eyes again.

"Xia Yi?...Why did you even disappear the soul just now?...

"I have something-I will say it again.

Xia Yi took out the white bone gun and gently stroked the handle of the gun. In his dream, he didn't know how many times Wu had broken the stars. He looked forward. Among the dark shadows, there was only one he could see clearly. The figure, it was an old man, exactly the same as when he was old.

The old man smiled slightly at him, and Xia Yi nodded, walked forward and pierced the old man's heart with a bone gun.

"...Bar.

"From then on, there will be no Emperor Xia in the world!"

Xia Yi replied like this, broken sky heart broken? He is so clear about what he should do, what he wants to do at this moment, his heart is as strong as iron, as if he has worked hard, he did not expect that he could toss so much, and toss it for so long, until I understand now.

What he needs to save is not You Yu'er, nor is it Liu Xiaozhou, what he needs to save is his own heart.

The dark shadows around him disappeared like wind and sand. Xia Yi looked in the direction of Broken Sky City and clenched the spear in his hand.

It doesn't matter whether it is life or death, but no regrets!

"Qingyun Nine Jue fourth formula, go to Qingyun!