Lao Shengtou once again took out his iconic vine mat from his body, handed it to Mu Qi'er, and sat down in front of the bustling crowd and endless flow of caves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Putting the very solemn and simple cane on his lap, Lao Sheng straightened his thoughts, and said in a low voice:

"A long, long time ago, a long, long time ago...... It is not our human race that rules this world.

At that time, the whole world was full of vitality, and genius treasures could be seen everywhere, and even just a simple breath could get the baptism of vitality from heaven and earth. There are all kinds of rare and exotic beasts, flowers and plants that are bred in the world to survive and reproduce in that vast world. ”

"In those days, it was called the ancient!"

Mu Qi'er was a little stunned, he thought that Lao Shengtou would tell him some strange and mysterious stories of cultivation, but what he never expected was that Lao Shengtou would tell him some ancient stories, did those things really have anything to do with his cultivation?

Mu Qi'er didn't know, but he still straightened his attitude and listened carefully.

"In ancient times, the development of life was still very imperfect, and the struggle between living beings was still relatively rough, relying solely on their own talents and physical strength. At that time, it was easy to tell whether a creature was strong or weak by the size of its body. Like many giant beasts living in the ocean today, there are still traces and memories of that era. ”

"The more common cetaceans, algae, shellfish, and even some special fish are directly related to ancient times, they are powerful, ancient, and contain the secret of the origin of life. They are the most intuitive display of that era today! ”

"They are also the existence that cultivators are most reluctant to provoke! For these races with ancient bloodlines on their bodies, even the most inconspicuous existence often has this earth-shattering power! ”

After a pause, Lao Sheng asked leisurely:

"Do you know why I'm telling you these old stories?"

Mu Wai'er shook his head, in his young heart, there were too many things he didn't understand, and there were too many curious things. Don't talk about the ancients, even now, he has too much to understand. Just listening to the meaning of Lao Shengtou's words, the ancient world seems to have a slight connection with the ancient era of the earth where he lived in the dream, I don't know if this is just a coincidence, or if there is really a necessary reason......

Lao Shengtou's face gradually became serious, "I tell you this, I want to tell you first that cultivation is not a playhouse!" From ancient times, ancient times, middle ages, and ancient times to the present, there are too many unknown mysterious existences, and there are too many powerful individuals that you can't imagine, living around us! ”

"If you were just a mortal body, you might never have anything to do with them in your life. But if you decide to embark on the path of cultivation, then you will inevitably meet them, meet them, and even have endless battles with them! ”

"In today's land of China, there was a dynasty that stretched for thousands of years, with boundless territory and incomparably magnificent grandeur, which had hundreds of millions of people and ordinary people who could not go to the end of their lives, and had countless capable people. The north resists Rongdi, and the south raises the national prestige. The Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies! It rules over this heaven and earth, and rules over all the life in this heaven and earth, and even cultivators who are fighting for their lives with the heavens must tremble and tremble under its majestic shadow! ”

"It's Ming! A magnificent dynasty, a courageous dynasty, a dynasty of you, me and him, all beings in the world! ”

The more Lao Sheng said, the more excited he became, the louder he spoke, and his gray beard kept shaking. It even attracted the attention of the slaves and patrol soldiers who came and went.

When Mu Qi'er was thinking about whether this so-called Ming was related to the Ming Dynasty in his dream, Lao Shengtou's originally impassioned voice suddenly changed:

"However, Ming died......"

"The last emperor of the Ming Dynasty wanted to help the general of the building and save the people from fire and water, and then tried many methods but still had little effect. He moved, and with the thought of praying to the heavens, he killed an ancient beast that should not have been killed! ”

As a result, the national fortune that should have been able to continue was cut off overnight. All the bloodlines related to the royal family have been wiped out, and no matter whether they flee to the ends of the earth or to the cape, all that awaits them is death! ”

"Is it the beast's family that perished?" Mu Qi'er's brain couldn't turn around, even in the world where there was no vitality in the dream. The majestic and dignified Ming Dynasty will never be destroyed because of what beast it killed.

"No family." Old Shengtou's face became even heavier.

"It's the beast! It casts a curse before it dies. “

"So, the weather is cold, and Da Ming is dead."

With a wave of his hand, Lao Shengtou sighed softly, it seemed to be for Da Ming, it seemed to be for himself.

"No one knows why, why such a powerful existence would die tragically under the knife of an executioner who was nothing more than a mortal body, and why even this piece of heaven and earth, which has always sheltered the Ming Dynasty, did not stop it, and went to such a vicious curse."

"There are too many incredible and too many difficulties and obstacles on the path of cultivation. Sometimes if you don't pay attention, you may provoke a powerful existence that you can't imagine. Possibly, a vine, a grass, a flower, when you are defenseless, will kill you! ”

The air seemed to be a little heavy because of Lao Shengtou's words. Living and dying is a permanent topic, but it seems that death and cultivation should be opposites.

Isn't cultivation just to transcend the shackles that life should have and find eternal life?

The first time Mu Qi'er heard this kind of statement, is the relationship between cultivation and death really so close?

Perhaps seeing Mu Qi'er's disbelief from the bottom of his heart, Lao Shengtou released a long-prepared move.

"You've met the three envoys, right? They are in charge of all the income and expenditure of the Gu Land, and they are also responsible for reporting to the Divine Court the proportion of the population of the mortals and cultivators in the Gu Land, as well as the status of birth, old age, sickness and death. ”

After a slight pause, after seeing Mu Qi'er come back to his senses and listen to himself carefully, Lao Shengtou continued:

"According to the data reported to the outside world by each of the three envoys in the past ten years, there are nearly sixty percent mortals and forty percent cultivators in the Gu Land. And among these sixty percent of mortals and forty percent of cultivators, cultivators accounted for a full eighty percent of the proportion of people who died unnaturally in Gu Land every year! Even more than the slaves who lived in poverty! ”

"Cultivation is not a playhouse! There is no money you imagined, surrounded by beautiful people. Yes, it's just countless long nights of loneliness, and it's harder to walk one step at a time. ”

"Royalty, families, hermitages, behemoths. From ancient times, ancient times, medieval times, and ancient times to the present, there are too many existences that you can't provoke, and if you accidentally provoke them, not only yourself, your family, your friends, all the people and things related to you, may disappear into this world together! ”

"So, do you still want to practice? The majestic Ming Dynasty died at the hands of ancient creatures because of a moment of ignorance, how confidence do you have to go far on this path of cultivation? ”

"Do you have to fight for life and death? Everyone depends on their abilities, the winner goes up, and the loser goes down. If you really meet an existence that you can't provoke, take a step back and open the sky, why do you have to provoke them? Why do we have to associate life and death with victory and defeat, and even harm family and friends? "Whether it's this life or the plausible Mu Wai'er in that dream, he thought of his past life. It seems that success and failure are far less tragic and unreasonable than Lao Shengtou's description.

Lao Sheng smiled, the originally grim atmosphere seemed to be diluted by Mu Qi'er's childish words, and even the slaves and soldiers who were passing by and listening attentively showed an expression to Mu Qi'er that they had never seen the world.

"This is the reason why I want to tell you a story and ask you three questions! You are still a child, even in this cold and somewhat impersonal Gu land, your understanding of the cruelty of this world is far from enough! ”

"What do you think practice is? Is it hello, I'm good, everyone's good? ”

Without waiting for Mu Qi'er to answer, Lao Shengtou had already said the next paragraph like a cannon.

"Cultivation is to fight with plants and trees, mountains and rivers, beasts, people, the earth, and the sky! What is cultivated is the heart of the solitary, and what is cultivated is the heroic spirit of heaven and earth destroying and I will live forever! ”

"Indisputable? There are only so many resources, how can you practice? Heaven and earth are only so big, how can you transcend them? Indisputable? It's a joke! ”

In his previous life and in this life, he was only a young man less than thirty years old, and the hatred in Lao Shengtou's mouth was not strong, and Mu Qi'er naturally couldn't understand it thoroughly.

Although he said it from the bottom of his heart, to a certain extent, Mu Qi'er also knew that what Lao Shengtou said was likely to be the truth. After all, this piece of heaven and earth, because of the existence of vitality, is more wonderful than the world in dreams, and the meaning of power is also greater. In this case, the law of the jungle, which prevails even more brutally, does not seem unfounded.

But the young man's emotions are always complex and changeable, Mu Qi'er neither objected nor agreed, but just sat there a little sullenly without saying a word, and his expression had already expressed strong doubt.

Lao Shengtou was not angry, he was old, and he had seen a lot in the world, he had seen more children than Mu Qi'er who were now 10,000 times more pampered, so he didn't ask Mu Qi'er to really understand all this, but when he talked about cultivation so firmly, he always wanted to see if he was different.

"There are three questions for practice. I didn't come up with these three questions, but I added the specific content. Today, since you want to practice, I will take out the flowers he borrowed and offered to the Buddha and ask you. ”

Picking up the cane and getting up, Lao Sheng took out a very simple booklet from his body, gently placed it on the ground and said:

"This is the basic practice booklet for my Sheng tribe, and I will give it to you today, if you really want to practice, you can participate in it yourself. As for your identity and future survival, I have already taken care of it, and if you wait a little here, someone will come to you to do everything. ”

Before Mu Kai'er could react, the vertical and horizontal white vitality disappeared into the invisible distance with Lao Shengtou!

"In the future, let's see you again. Remember my question, if there is a chance to meet next time, you can tell me to listen! ”

"There are three questions in practice."

"Do you dare?"

"Why? ......”

"Got it?!"

The wind in the Gu Land was a little cold and biting. What was sent was the last words of Lao Shengtou, and what was sent away was a stumbling fate.

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