The soul is good and evil.

"Zi Bu Silent Nanchang Shiren" contains, The soul of man is good and evil, the soul of man is foolish, and the soul of man is righteous and evil.

But that's just speculation in the world.

As far as human beings are concerned, good and evil have their own scales, and in the case of heaven, good and evil have new scales.

The monks practice the way of heaven, love and scheming, and they are not evil, but the real evil is all kinds of emotions that hinder the practice and make people uncontrollable.

For example, stupidity, madness, hatred, shame, regret.

If a person can strip away all these emotions, he can approach the way of heaven, between the sentient and the ruthless, and realize the Tao of heaven, which is the "son of the Tao".

In the past, when he read a few sentences under the reading window, he thought: If there is a different method, if you can divide the soul, remove the evil spirit, leave the good soul, and then enter the path of cultivation, you can be regarded as stepping on the shortcut to the south.

It's just that he was the third son of Xie Hou Mansion at the time, so he just thought about it.

Until later, he killed and saw sorrow, and sat in front of her new grave, but he felt that the five were like burning, and the evil spirit was stirring, and he was ashamed and painful, and it was really unbearable.

The soul is divided.

Three points of soul in the body, seven points of spirit in the sword.

Since then, this sword has been called "Seven Points" by him.

He still loves to see sorrow, but he will never feel guilty and painful about killing her and seeking a reason, let alone regret it.

What remained with him for a long time was calmness, restraint, and strategy.

He thought that no one in the world knew his secret, not even the Hengxu Zhenren who took him as a disciple.

So, how can you know when you see sorrow?

As early as when she went to the Snowy Tantra together, she had already tested her with the words "Seven Points".

Now he even holds this sword in his hand!

When the sword stabbed into his chest, the seven-point spirit hidden in the sword followed the blade back into his shell.

The soul and spirit are reunited, which is the pain of the heart that has been lost for a long time!

Xie Buchen failed to kill the sorrow, but she was also sent back by her sword, the eyebrows and the ancestral hall, the Lingtai Purple Mansion, and for a while, it was like falling into a thousand catastrophes, and the spirit of Pangu was at war.

Heaven and earth, how far apart is geometry?

Cold and summer, how long is the difference?

At the moment when he saw that he had collected his sword, he fell from the void of this wasteland, and at the end of his line of sight he stood motionless, gradually shrinking under his eyes, and finally became a blurred dot, swallowed by the darkness around him.

He sank into the depths of darkness completely.

I don't know how many stars I have passed, and I don't know where I have sunk. After a long fall, he felt that he had crashed into a torrent, wrapped and pulled for it, and the boundary between time and space was finally blurred.

A moment is like a nail, a thousand years like a snap of a finger!

The will has been completely damaged in the melee with the Pangu Divine Soul, and even the body and blood have become weak.

He knew he was turning into chaos.

But he didn't expect that he would still be able to see the light, albeit a dim light.

There is a familiar smell, peeking out of the wind.

Xie Buchen opened his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, it is a hundred thousand evil lands in the polar region that are constantly magnifying, withered grass and sky, and the gloomy sky is forever densely covered with clouds that cannot be dispersed. The intact Ghost Gate Pass stood on the edge of the Seventy-two Cities in the Extreme Domain, and in the nearest Vain Death City, you could vaguely see the figure of the ghost cultivator walking one after another.

At this moment, he was really at a loss.

There was a thousand pains in his mind, spreading to his limbs, but this city gave him an extremely strange feeling.

After the battle of the Yin and Yang Realm, more than half of the seventy-two cities in the Polar Region had been destroyed.

Even if he sees sorrow and enters the Polar Domain and becomes the king of equality, the reconstruction of these seventy-two cities will never be the same as before.

Almost subconsciously, he dragged his crippled body towards the city, towards his old mansion.

None of them discovered his presence along the way.

The streets, high-rise buildings, and alleys all have the appearance of the old days.

Xie Buchen only felt that he was in a dream, and before he heard that people died, many things in the old days would flash in his mind.

This old mansion should be the starting point of his life in this tenth life, right?

The door was closed, and there was a formation outside.

However, he didn't even push the door, and walked in easily, as if neither the door nor the formation existed.

Blood flowed on the ground, but turned into water.

Xie Buchen saw the old locust tree planted in the courtyard again, which had grown so tall.

His consciousness was groggy and he staggered to his feet.

A man who had run out of oil and had a dead lamp went up the steps, but when he passed the half-open window, he saw sorrow!

On the snow-white window paper, there is faint reddish handwriting.

The plum blossoms in the plum vase have already bloomed.

She stood in front of the bookcase in this study, holding three purple incense sticks in one hand, and a faint fire light appeared on the fingertips of the other hand, approaching the three incense sticks!

At this moment, a thunderbolt exploded in Xie Buchen's mind!

He barely thought about it, and when he got out of his hand, he shot out the ink ruler in his palm and hit her hand!

"Smack!"

Before that stick of purple incense could be lit, it was knocked to the ground and broken into several pieces!

And the sorrow standing in the window was shocked, and he suddenly looked back and looked out of the window!

She was extremely vigilant.

Obviously he couldn't see anything, but he didn't know if it was a coincidence or a keenness, and his gaze passed through the gap between the window edges and met his gaze.

What does it feel like?

It wasn't until the ink ruler scratched the back of her hand and pierced the entire land of the Yuan Origin Realm, emerging from the ground at the other end, that Xie Buchen realized what he had done, and only then did he realize where he was and when he was now!

He actually went back to the day when he was in the Extreme Realm and discovered the secret of the old mansion for the first time, and returned to the moment before she raised the plum in the bottle and was about to light this incense!

When people go back to the past, they can change the future.

But at this moment, what can he change?

If you interrupt the burning incense, where will this incense fall? If you don't interrupt the burning incense, at this time, his cultivation in the Nineteen Continents is not as good as now, and at the moment when the incense burns out, what will he encounter?

But it's pointless anymore.

Because the choice has already happened.

After he interrupted the burning of incense at this time, it was impossible for such a vigilant and meticulous person to burn incense again.

Perhaps it would be a good idea to take the incense away from the sorrowful hands.

But after throwing that ruler, he couldn't move a single step, but he was just a dying man.

In these hundreds of years of planning, he survived to the end, and instead of controlling his own destiny, he controlled his own destiny for others!

What is the difference between life and death when living like this?

It's better to never give birth to hope, never to be born in this world!

Coming from the future, he has experienced everything, and he clearly knows that as early as the moment he made incense with the blood of the nine-headed bird, he thought he would become a pawn of others.

What is the need for the existence of this bureau in the old house?

In the depths of his consciousness, Pangu's divine soul had already fused with most of him, gradually recovering, and at the same time, it seemed to sense the thoughts in his heart, and it suddenly intensified and devoured!

The two divine souls are like two trapped beasts in a cage, devouring each other and biting each other!

But this pain is really nothing.

At the time of his return, the pain that spread from the bottom of his heart was the most painful in this world!

So he didn't feel it at all, although at the end of the strong crossbow, he stretched out his fingers vigorously!

Draw on the snow-white window paper.

The process was not very smooth.

Because his body is in his own control for a while, and he is controlled by the other party for a while, it is a torturous tug-of-war, he can't hear anything, he can't see anything clearly, and he can almost only write with that paranoid will

"There's fraud. ”

The first two have been distorted to the extreme, and there is really no longer the elegance and rigor of the old.

But maybe, if you can't recognize it, it's right, okay?

Xie Buchen faintly passed such a thought in his heart, and his mind was in a trance, and he paused for the last moment before he saw the eight words he had written-

Kill, Xie Buchen;

Chop, seven points!

"Seven-point ......"

I recited these three words silently, so all my thoughts exploded at this moment, and all my incomprehensible doubts were clear at this moment.

It's like a lightning bolt across the sky on a rainy night!

Illuminates all the dark corners!

Xie Buchen couldn't help but shake his head and laughed, almost laughing out of tears!

Laughing at the life that has been planned for hundreds of years is as ridiculous as a joke; laughing at himself for calculating for the ninth generation step by step, but only making wedding dresses for others; laughing at the ten worlds of the emperor is said to be a minister, and now he is at the end of the road and has become a vassal of others!

Laugh at the difference between your own thoughts, and ask for benevolence!

It turns out that seeing sorrow is from here, knowing the seven points of spirit;

It turns out that there is such a turbulence in the Nineteen Continents, which can make people travel through time!

That's why she tried him with the word "Seven-Divided", so she could summon countless selves in the decisive battle in the wasteland, so one of them could be obtained by peeking at his dreams or knowing the location of the Seven-Dividing Soul from other moments and returning to the Origin Realm.

And the soul is good and evil.

Whatever is good for oneself and the way is good, and everything that is not good for oneself and the way is evil.

The good and evil of man are balanced by the soul.

But in this life, he has cut off his soul and soul!

Although the Tao is born in the soul, the soul and the spirit are not the same. The three-point soul can attain the Great Dao, not subordinate to the heavens, and can sacrifice everything for the "Dao", except for oneself; the seven-point soul will be ashamed and painful, and may not be willing to sacrifice everything for the "Dao", but it can sacrifice itself!

The good and evil of heaven are not the same as the good and evil of people.

Before the reunion of the seven-point spirit and the three-point soul, he will do everything to stop the devouring of the Pangu divine soul, but he will never destroy himself, but after the seven-point spirit and the three-point soul are reunited, all the emotions of the old days will surge up, and in this moment of war between heaven and man, it is enough for him to make the choice she wants.

Because he is Xie Buchen.

has been planning for hundreds of years, the emperor of the tenth world, just to not be a minister!

I am who I am, and no one can change it!

It is clearly the most humble and simple wish in this world, but it is also the most difficult and unattainable wish in this world.

How can people not be changed?

"Hahahaha......"

Xie Buchen was still laughing.

But when he thought about it, the soul in the ancestral spirit platform had exploded like a nebula. While destroying his own soul, he also destroyed the Pangu Divine Soul that had merged with him!

If I don't do it for me, what's the joy of life?

If I am no longer alive, what is the fear of death?

- Kill those who don't surrender, don't surrender!

The cause of life is not subordinate, and the cause of death is not subordinate;

Seeing that sentence, it is still right after all: I am not the one who killed you.

Outside the old house, someone knocked on the door and came in, and the sorrow in the window had already collected the strange and vigilant look on his face, and went to the court, where he sat down to talk with them.

Two people.

One Xie Buchen didn't know, but the other was Zhang Tang, who was still a ghost official at the time.

He then remembered all the things that had been on the isolated island in the world, looking at her bright face standing under the peach blossoms in March, sniffing the faint fragrance of her copying Buddhist scriptures between her desks, and sticking to her red cheeks reflected by the high-burning red candles......

He couldn't help but ask himself, do you regret it?

No, never regret it.

Neither regret falling in love nor regretting killing.

There is nothing in this world that he regrets, whether it is life or death, love or hate.

Between the slightly indifferent eyebrows and eyes, the anger was heavy and floating, deep and shallow, but it all dissipated in the end. The moment Xie Buchen fell, he saw the dried handwriting on the snow-white window paper.

Seeing sorrow, he was still talking to those two.

It's time to lose sight.

It's good.

On the sea of clouds in Kunwu that day, she toasted him with wine and said, "You are worth it." ”

But he finally knew that it was not worth it.

It was he who created the sorrow, and the sorrow fulfilled him—

Till death, I, still me!

In the last moment when his consciousness dissipated and Pangu's soul died together, everything in front of him shook, and even his memories collapsed and died along with his consciousness.

So I finally don't remember.

What is written on the window is the word "life" of "my life is up to me", or the word "qing" of "heart and joy"?

Maybe it's both.

Xie Buchen blinked, and finally closed it slowly. A big dream that will never wake up again. In the dream, the distant mountains are cold and green, and the smoke and rain are continuous......