Chapter 239: Words are not rough
This is a young man, Zhuang Xun can be sure, at least on the surface, he is as young as himself, with clear eyebrows, handsome wind gods, and bright eyes, like two brilliant gems picked from the starry sky in the dark night, and there is a breathtaking burning light in the depths of his eyes, but it may be because of this person's temperament, these characteristics are disguised. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Listening to him himself say that he has begged for death countless times to no avail, Zhuang Xun believes that this is true, there are too many strange people or things in the world, and he just encountered it.
And after his body has been transformed by the mysterious golden aura in the jade toad, there is no doubt that it is already very powerful, which is indeed a fact, Zhuang Xun's current body is not much more than that of the young demons, you must know that it is a body that has been baptized by the "too powerful blood", and it is already unbelievable that an ordinary person like Zhuang Xun can reach this point.
But all this fell into the eyes of the elegant young man in front of him, and he only got a four-word evaluation, and he was terminally ill, and he could only live for a few hundred years at most.
How could Zhuang Xun not be shocked? He subconsciously felt that this person was really crazy, but when he thought about it, it was wrong, and his thoughts drifted far away, and he estimated that he had met an old monster in the wilderness.
In the distant era, the ancient giants, ancient demons and other hundreds of races, if you want to fight against such a terrifying monster at that time, don't even think about it without a body against the sky, and it stands to reason that the inheritance should be stronger and stronger, but the world has long since lost so many terrifying monsters, and after a long time, most of the time is still comfortable, and this person is naturally getting weaker and weaker, which is also in line with the cycle of heaven.
"Boy, let me ask you, is there a way to kill me?" Zhuang Xun's thoughts wandered for a while, Shao frowned slightly, and shouted.
Zhuang Xun immediately came to his senses, although his body was still a little weak, but he had also recovered seventy-seven eighty-eight, I have to say that the person in front of him has the means to the sky, the six divine flowers he once saw in an ancient book, extremely precious, both spiritual flowers and poisonous weeds, with his current realm to eat it ironclad and dead, but was pulled back by the young man in front of him from the ghost gate.
"Senior, junior is called Zhuang Xun, I want to ask, why did you commit suicide?" In the end, Zhuang Xun obviously had a wry smile, the world didn't think he had lived long enough, but this person wanted to commit suicide.
Shao frowned again, Zhuang Xun's question pulled him back to some thoughts, at first he just felt that he had lived too long, and he didn't know how long he had been, he had seen too many worlds, in the final analysis, they were all the same, and there were too many painful things, when he thought of those things, he had a headache, or cried, sleeping is a good thing, but one day he would wake up again, and those pestering people or things would go around his heart and continue to torture him, so he always thought about it, but he was too powerful, and he couldn't die no matter how he died.
Once I wanted to be buried in the mouth of the demon beast, countless times into the mouth of the demon beast, some of the demon beasts were directly scared away by themselves, and there were a few times when they really entered the belly of the demon beast, but after thousands of years, the demon beasts died, and they were still holding their chin in its belly to think about how to die next.
So he put the sun on his head, hit himself with stars, broke his body into thousands of pieces, and even dug a pit and buried himself in it, burying himself for thousands of years, thinking that he would die, but in the end he still lived.
It's really hard to want to die.
It seems that after thinking about it for a long time, Shao's tone is obviously a little low: "There are too many painful things, so I want to die." ā
Zhuang Xun suddenly, he didn't know what to say now, the gap between the world is too big, and the truth that he can comprehend, the other party is estimated to have already matured, and what he can't comprehend, the other party should also be ripe, and everything he says is nonsense.
The two fell silent, and it was still a long time.
Zhuang Xun couldn't help but think, if he really has a realm like Shao, but the people around him are dead, what is the point of seeking immortality like that? He had never thought about such a question before, but now the path is getting clearer and clearer, he knows that he can break through the True Immortal Realm, and even break through the Heavenly King Realm, he is full of confidence, but what about the people around him?
He is different from those who cultivate when he is young and aspire to become a strong person in the world, he can only cultivate later, for him, it is more like a sudden gift from heaven, and he can't expect too much.
"What am I cultivating immortals for?" For the first time, this question came to Zhuang Xun's mind, it used to be because he couldn't cultivate, and people were always full of the most sincere enthusiasm for things they couldn't get, but now that they can cultivate, then the answer is naturally different.
He had never thought about this problem carefully before meeting Shao, but now he began to think about these problems because of the influence of the former.
"This person lives in the world, he should always see some big world, right?" At least that's what Zhuang Xun thinks about at the moment, when he couldn't cultivate before, his life was very monotonous, except for dealing with state affairs, he was bored, but now it's not, and some people or things that he has encountered since he cultivated echoed in his mind, and he remembered the last words of the old manzai, this world is sincere, since there is sincerity, then there is no need to think about dying.
Maybe Shao is tired of all this, but he is different, maybe he will get tired of it one day, but at least not now.
Then I thought of other things, I thought of the lonely Beihan who had a love for me, the first friend I met after I set foot on Xianfan, Cheng Yin, the old man in his twilight years and the desolate snake who could easily give his life to strangers without saying a word......
Zhuang Xun felt that he had always been a guest in the lives of these people, and he had participated in and witnessed their stories, and these people were also connected to himself and achieved himself.
In the book, it is said that after traveling thousands of miles, meeting countless people, and finally meeting a better self. Although I don't know why my predecessors want to die so much, but in fact, you have lived so many years in vain, you think you have seen through the world, in fact, there are many, many people or things that you have not experienced, the happiness in their hearts is something you can't understand, and the pain in their hearts is also something you can't understand, just like you asked me just now, what is it like to be on the verge of death? Even if I tell you what it's like, can you really understand it? Senior, the world is so big, you should go out for a walk. ā
In fact, Zhuang Xun is a little envious of Shao, his strength is so against the sky, and all the mountains and rivers in the world are under his feet, but he is just envious, if he really wants to exchange, he Zhuang Xun is not willing, because it is not that he is satisfied with life after seeing too much experience and more experience.
Shao looked at Zhuang Xun a little stunned, how could he not understand what Zhuang Xun meant, it was so simple, but it was not rough.