The direction of the preface There is no regret in life and death
Tianmu Star floated quietly in the starry sky, and when looking at the sky, more than seventy percent of the stars were covered by black fog.
If you magnify the black fog dozens of times, you will find that what kind of fog is this, it is actually dense layers of black insects, like grains of black dust.
Anyone who sees it will have a numb scalp and be terrified to think about it.
Located in a huge cavern in the center of the earth, nearly a million monks sit in a circle. Everyone was silent, only a deep sadness permeating the cave.
Many people still have tears on their faces, their faces are blank and their eyes are empty, and they have lost their spirit.
There is an acre of high platform in the center of the cave, and tens of thousands of corpses are neatly arranged on the platform at this moment.
The corpses were very young, and they all looked to be in their twenties, both men and women.
From the outside, there are no scars, but their eyes are round, their mouths are wide open, their faces are distorted, their hands and feet are like cramps, curled up in a ball, and the green tendons all over their bodies are like dragons bulging, obviously they suffered extreme pain before death.
"Huh"
A figure swept up the high platform, and when the figure settled, it was a black-bearded old man about the age of sixties, wearing a black robe, and the robe was like being swept by a strong wind in the spiritual power, and the hunting sounded.
The figure is not tall, only five feet old, the face is square and the front is dark, it does not look brilliant, but the eyes are shining, bright as stars.
After being silent for a long time, the old man leaned down with a sad face, trembled and stretched out his somewhat dry hands, and closed his round eyes for the corpses on the stage.
Every time he closed it, his mouth couldn't help but whisper:
"Let's go, boy. ”
"Let's go, little girl. ”
The figure is rickety, and the whole person is about to hang to the ground, adding to the desolation.
The eyes of the crowd in the audience all moved with the figure of the old man, and their eyes were complicated, as if they were also saying the same words to the old man in their hearts.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the cave became more and more depressed.
At some point, a slight whimper sounded sporadically in the crowd, followed by more and more whimpering, and finally merged into a deep wave of pain.
After a long time, the old man finally closed his eyes for all the corpses on the stage, and his body slowly straightened, but even so, he looked even older at this moment.
"Fellow Daoists, I am a peerless dust, and many people must have heard of me. Glancing at the crowd, he said in a deep voice.
Without waiting for the crowd to answer, he took out a silver ball from his bosom and continued:
"Four hundred years ago, Zixiao Pavilion recruited masters from the entire star field to defend against foreign enemies, and my Tianmu Star had hundreds of powers, crossing the starry sky.
However, the starry sky was full of dangers, and the ancestors were delayed for half a month. By the time they arrived, Zixiao Pavilion had already led countless masters to kill foreign enemies at a heavy cost of eighty percent of the battle losses. But they were so angry that they tried their best to help everyone on the grounds that our ancestors were deliberately delaying.
"This is not the end, and then countless masters crossed the starry sky to our starry star, burned, killed, looted and scraped the ground, and then for hundreds of years, our star became a place for all forces to plunder and practice. ”
Jiechen's tone was sad and indignant, his body couldn't help trembling, he took a few deep breaths, and sighed with a little emotion:
"The Heavenly Shepherd Star, which once had a population of hundreds of billions, has survived only a few hundred million over the past few hundred years, and now they want to transform our star into a death star for them to grow special spiritual materials. ”
The tone became more and more mournful.
"In less than ten years, the entire planet will be covered in Nether Worms, and no life will survive, how cruel is such a method?
Speaking of this, Jie Chen's face turned red, his fists were clenched, his nose was dilated, his breathing was short, and even the corners of his eyes were beating, which showed how unyielding and angry his heart was.
The trembling hand held the silver ball and stared deeply, as if it was holding up life and hope.
"Before the ancestors left, they thought that such a force as Zixiao Pavilion needed to ask for help, so the enemy who came to attack must be extremely powerful, so they gathered the star crystals of the entire planet to create the Heavenly Destiny Ball in my hand.
"There are countless inheritances and several Dao artifacts in it, and there is also a soul nourishing wood that sacrificed tens of thousands of young monks to successfully send souls, and it carries the crystallization of hundreds of millions of years of cultivation civilization of Tianmu Star. ”
As Jiechen spoke in a low voice, he also understood the reason for the corpse on the stage.
Although the inheritance of the ancestors is left, there must be a consciousness to carry it, so tens of thousands of monks were selected to draw their souls and try to integrate them into the soul nourishing wood one by one.
The place is full of young monks, because the soul power is the most active at this age. At the same time, their cultivation is at the peak of soul transformation, and they are about to break through the realm, and their soul power is in a critical period of transformation.
When the monk arrived at the realm, he began to cultivate his soul power, and although his soul was stronger at the moment, he had already cultivated the soul power exercises. It is precisely because of the cultivation of the exercises that the upper limit of soul power is also within the framework of the exercises, and there are limitations.
And the inheritance left by the ancestors of Tianmu Star has gathered the cultivation crystallization of hundreds of millions of years from the four overlord forces and dozens of top forces, and the content is so vast that even the peak cultivators of the realm will be instantly burst into the sea of knowledge.
Therefore, only a monk who is about twenty years old and is at the peak of the spirit transformation has the slightest possibility to carry it.
They are like pieces of jade, and under the carving, there will always be a piece of fine art.
However, although the ancestors deduced that this method was feasible, they also paid more than 40,000 lives before they succeeded.
It's a pity how harsh this is, and how cruel the avenue is.
The words of the Jedi did not stop, but only listened to him:
"The Destiny Sphere gathers countless powerful wisdom crystals, it can fly in the starry sky for hundreds of years, and the formation autonomously senses the living planet, and the baby will take away the soul.
However, having said that, no one knows what will happen during this long period of time, and everything can only be done to the best of God's destiny. ”
After saying that, Jiechen stopped talking here, and slowly looked at the crowd of people sitting cross-legged.
His eyes were very complicated, both unbearable and firm, and his mouth opened and closed several times without speaking, as if what he was about to say made him hesitate and difficult to speak.
The atmosphere was so eerily quiet.
After a long time, his gaze became more and more determined, and even revealed a little madness, holding the Heavenly Destiny Ball in both hands above his head, his face was bloodshot, and he said in a high-pitched tone:
"Fellow Daoists, they not only want our lives, but also want to exterminate the Dao lineage that has been passed down from countless ancestors for hundreds of millions of years.
"My generation's cultivation is to change my life against the sky, and I will obey my life by me, and we all have the arrogance of the monks, since death is inevitable, then why don't we choose our own way of death?
"Although they have set up a starry sky array and stocked endless nether worms, these can kill us, but they can't wipe out our Dao souls.
"We can't let hundreds of millions of years of cultivation civilization be buried in the hands of you and me, even if the entire planet is destroyed. We must also let the Taoist tradition be passed on, otherwise how will we face our ancestors and ancestors?
"Let's practice the secret method of self-detonation together for today, and we will send the Destiny Ball into the starry sky when we die. I firmly believe that our Dao system will bloom in another starry sky, and the brilliance that belongs to the Heavenly Pastoral Star. ”
The tone was impassioned, and the black beard trembled.
In the end, he shouted hysterically:
"For the countless ancestors who have been striving for self-improvement, for the arrogance of the monks, for the endless belief in the pursuit of the Dao, for the continuation of the Dao system, and for the direction of the Dao, although there is no regret in death. ”
"Where the Tao goes, although there is no regret in death. ”
"Where the Tao goes, although there is no regret in death. ”
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Nearly a million people chanted in unison, and the sound seemed to reach the ground, to the stars, and to the ears of countless deceased ancestors.