Chapter 439: After You Leave, Before I Die
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People's hearts are unpredictable, since there are powerful monks behind the scenes, there will also be high-level monks who are mad and greedy, and use a soul nourishing wood with a wisp of divine consciousness to enter the Qiankun Mirror, find a bunch of ignorant and intelligent children, and train and teach them to cultivate the three souls and seven spirits from an early age.
Let them climb over the snowy mountains in waves, so easily, that they can have an army that has been almost impossible to defeat.
The time of the Qiankun Mirror is ten times that of the outside, children are constantly being born, and demons are constantly appearing.
She can't always guard the mirror and the little ghosts in the small space, maybe one day someone kills her, maybe she dies of old age, maybe the mirror is just snatched away.
Therefore, in my lifetime, it is the right way to solve this matter.
If she wanted to destroy the mirror completely, she couldn't. Although they are all spirits, or demons, they are living people after all.
On the streets of every small town, there are old men selling sugar gourds shouting, and children chasing after them. How cruel it is to kill these innocent people.
If there is no interference from the people who cultivate immortals outside, it doesn't matter if the people in the mirror turn the sky upside down, everyone tears each other apart, the old ones die, new people are born, and life continues from generation to generation. History is turned over one by one, changing dynasties, and that's it.
But the immortal cultivation world outside is different, the temptation here is simply too great, the vast area has a long life, the god transformation period can live for 10,000 years, and there is the possibility of soaring.
No matter who comes out, they all look forward to one day being able to become an immortal cultivator and live forever for a long time.
Zhong Zhen couldn't help but rejoice, with the death of the old emperor, Li Huaixu's hidden treasure bead was brought out by Meng Laibao, and no one in the Qiankun mirror would know how to cultivate the seven spirits and three souls in the short term.
The demon is too rebellious and unreasonable, and it seems that its appearance is to punish human beings for their selfish killing. Just as Heaven has a pair of eyes, then he must be coldly watching people cocoon himself.
There is darkness in the world. There will be a lot of killing, and there will be the underworld. A large number of people die with obsessions, and they cannot disperse and devour each other to become powerful ghosts. The Yin Spirit, which then devoured the living, gradually formed a small demon, and then became an Earth Demon.
Come to think of it. Zhong Zhen had a chill in his heart that couldn't withstand the cold into the bone marrow, so how did the Qiankun Mirror appear, who refined such a magic weapon, and how did he refine it?
Even if she is extremely curious, Zhong Zhen has almost no curiosity. Because she didn't seem to want to know the origin of the thing at all. If you think about it on your knees, you know that there must be an earth-shattering river of blood.
She didn't want to talk to Zhu Ziling about these things at all.
Zhu Ziling is not credible, and once he betrays him, he will never be hired.
In essence, both are very similar people.
Zhu Ziling is more capable of acting than her, and her suspicion is more serious, but she does not have her impulsiveness and the stupidity that occasionally attacks. This person is even more extreme than her, because he can even deceive himself, drama is like life, and life is a play he plays.
He may value friendship and has some conscience. But between interests and conscience, he will inevitably waver, making people pinch a cold sweat.
The final decision is often made at the last moment.
It's easy to see others clearly, but it's hard to see yourself clearly, Zhong Zhen now knows more and more about herself, because she is also the same kind of person, and she can't predict what kind of decision she will make until she is at the moment of life and death.
At the last moment, it was a matter of fleeing or fighting. Whether to give up or move forward, if she hadn't been forced to that moment, she would never have known how to decide.
You and I have similar temperaments, but different paths. Zhong Zhen said in his heart. I'm always on the right path, but Zhu Ziling, do you know where you're going?
Zhu Ziling stood up from the spiritual spring and slowly walked to the shore, his posture was the same as before, like a noble son. The posture is tall and heroic, and it is really empty-eyed. With the same body, Zhong Zhen has never seen such momentum in Xiao Bufan. Xiao Bufan is only arrogant.
The meaning of emptiness is not arrogance, but real self-confidence from the heart. The force is not strong enough, but the heart is strong, Zhu Ziling is a dragon in the past and now.
He looked down at Zhong Zhen, who was still sitting in the spiritual spring, as if he knew what she was thinking, and said softly: "You don't believe me, many times I don't believe in myself, but I still have to explain a little." There are some things that you will want to know for many years. You never asked me how I died, but I can tell you bluntly at this point that I didn't die for myself. ”
It's not that he goes crazy, he doesn't have demons, and people with a strong state of mind don't have demons.
He didn't die to snatch that position, either.
Zhong Zhen really wanted to ask about the cause of Zhu Ziling's death, but she always felt that it was best to let the person concerned take the initiative to say this kind of thing, so she just cooperated now and asked casually, "Why did you die?" ”
Zhu Ziling's eloquence is very good, but this time he did not speak impassionedly at length, but only briefly described the days after Zhong Zhen left.
More than 200 years have passed, and it can be explained in just a few words.
There seem to be countless experiences in a person's life, from birth to death, but what is worth talking about is probably less than ten sentences.
Zhu Ziling's opening remarks are this sentence.
"There seem to be countless experiences in a person's life, from birth to death, but what is worth talking about is probably less than ten sentences. Omit the paragraph before you leave, and there are only five sentences left. ”
"This is the first sentence, eighty years after you left, Dugu broke the city and closed the door, and when he reappeared, it was already the late stage of soul refining, and the lord of the country went mad and died in the dark tomb gate of the wasteland."
In the second sentence, Hong Ling held a forged imperial decree of the lord of the country, supported Wei Shang as the emperor, and changed his name to Bai Shang. He has no father or mother, and has entered the Heavenly Sword Gate since he was a child. If he was once the son of the lord of the country, it seems reasonable. ”
Speaking of Wei Shang, Zhu Ziling's calm voice paused for a moment, and his hand involuntarily put it to his heart. Zhong Zhen thought for a moment, her eyes narrowed, and she knew in her heart that it was Wei Shang, and the person who killed Zhu Ziling was Wei Shang.
Except for Wei Shang, it seems that it is difficult to find a person who can match him, at least among people of the same level, it is difficult to find.
Zhu Ziling noticed the subtle changes on Zhong Zhen's face, and smiled indifferently, the past is gone, and those who come can still be chased. Since the past is over, there is no need to dwell on it, and the future is more important than the past.
He continued: "In the third sentence, Wei Qian and I assisted Dugu to break the city, under the banner of the legitimate heir to the throne. In fact, Brother Dugu is a gun, and I am the bearer of the gun behind it. ”
"In the fourth sentence, I advanced to the late stage of soul refining, and he advanced to the stage of body refining. The Kingdom of Mongolia and the Kingdom of Ning merged into one and became a country, called Datong. From then on, there was no emperor, and representatives were elected by each of the city's respected people to enter the Tiandu City of Ningguo to discuss matters together. Cultivators are completely separated from mortals, and go to places with abundant spiritual power to choose their own sects. The armies were disbanded, and each city had its own mortal guard. ”
"In the fifth sentence, I died under Wei Shang's sword." (To be continued.) )