Chapter 165 - This is the same origin, but it is frying each other
After the Ghost King Yan'er ordered the attack to be stopped, the chaotic Dead Realm was quiet for a while, revealing a brief and false peace. But there is a place where there is not even a false and temporary peace.
This is the battlefield of the 'City of Dead Corpses' and the Northern Army led by the ghost king Lingwu of the Ghost Clan.
The reason for this is that the two races are mortal enemies, even if the ghost clan is willing to stop, the corpse clan will not be willing, and the relationship between them is very similar to one of the races in the ghost clan, that is, the Yakshas, who are born together at the same time, and also want to kill each other.
But even if these two races are enemies for eternity, they still have a place of peace. This place is quirky, it was weird before the future of the Golden Crow, and at a glance, you will see a large river swirling in the sky.
The river water is clear and turbid, the upper layer is clear, the lower layer is turbid, the clear one is blue like the sea, the turbid one is black like mud, this river is the 'yin spring'. ’
The great river in the sky is like a galaxy, it constantly absorbs the aura between heaven and earth, whether it is evil or good, whether it is light or darkness, it absorbs and accommodates. With the increase of aura, this suspended 'yin spring' will give birth to living beings.
If the creature born from the upper Qing place will rise to the sky, become the highest bloodline of the ghost clan, and become the nobleman of the nobles, often the ghost clan born in each Qing place will become the ghost king at the lowest, and the previous creature born is the impermanence of the white night.
The creatures born from that turbid place will fall to the ground, forming a sentence of soulless corpses falling to the ground, and these corpses will move in two directions, most of them will go to the capital of the dead to become a corpse clan, and a few will go to the Shura Valley to evolve into a ghost clan after fighting.
Cry out! Cry out! Heaven and earth were created like that? Born from the same origin, why is it that one is born the most dazzling creature in heaven and earth, while the other is the most humble existence? These humble dead corpses are not even living beings, and they can only enter the Shura Valley and gamble with their lives to have a chance to catch up with their companion ghosts.
But in the Shura Valley, only one of the thousands of dead corpses has evolved into a ghost clan, and even if they have gone through thousands of life and death tests to become a ghost clan, they are still located in the ghosts of their compatriots born in the Qing River.
Why?
You and I are both born in the Yin Spring, why do you have everything from birth!
Injustice!
No, no, no! It must be the ghosts in their upper Qinghe who have stolen our aura, it must be like this! Every one of their ghosts must have absorbed our billions of aura! Otherwise, why was he born with the best talent and the best everything!
You are so unrighteous, no wonder I am ruthless! After that, the corpse born of turbid water will be the enemy of ghosts for all eternity, and it will never die!
As the last sentence on the stage was sung, "never die", no one applauded in the audience.
It's not that the play is not good-looking, but there are only three people watching the play, a man and two women, the man's eyes are full of tears, he seems to hear a sentence of corpse questioning the sky there thousands of years ago, but in the end the sky did not respond to him, so he became his own sky!
"Brother Taixu, don't be sad, Liuli and Poppy are here. Seeing the man's grief, the rabbit girl beside him said to him.
Although the other woman did not speak, she also looked at Jian Taixu's eyes seriously, and then nodded gently.
The three of them are Jian Taixu and Liuli and Poppy, since that day he saw the light of the golden crow change the environment of the ghost domain, Jian Taixu felt that everything he had done in the past was wrong, the kind of way he held the butcher knife in his hand to control the power and change everything was not the way he wanted to go, because if he picked up the butcher knife, then what is the difference between him and the people who are slaughtering the common people now?
This sword is too weak for him to lift, even if the reason for raising the knife is a bright and great reason, he can't raise the sword! No matter how good the reason is, he can't convince himself! Even if he finally completes the idea in his heart, what is wrong with the creatures who died on the butcher's knife in his hands?
Should they give their lives just because of the greed or lofty ideals of these superiors? No, no, no! It's not them who are wrong, it's these people with butcher's knives that are wrong.
It doesn't matter if the person holding the sword is a demon or an angel, whatever the reason for them. As long as they raise their knives, from that moment, the moment they raise their knives, these people are no different, they are all the creators of tragedy, they are all the suffering of the common people!
After thinking about it that day, Jian Taixu wrote a letter to Lingwu and left, and at this moment he finally figured out what he wanted, so his journey became the entire Dead Domain, and his first stop was the City of the Dead.
Originally, he thought that the capital of dead corpses was so hostile to the ghost clan, and there would be no ghost clan to survive in their royal city 'Anping', so he had already thought about the hardships and dangers of the first stop. But when he arrived, he found that he was wrong, and that the City of the Dead was a different image entirely.
They welcome all races, including the ghosts, who are enemies of eternity! No one will look down on you or scorn you because of your birth or bloodline. Here, everything you want is up to your own efforts.
Jian Taixu saw something in the capital of dead corpses, and this kind of thing was a concept, and this concept was "seeking common ground while reserving differences." "So there's no difference between blood and race!
Looking at the concept of the City of Dead Corpses, Jian Taixu finally knew why this force could compete with the Ghost Clan for eternity! Not because they were strong, but because they respected something, something that many people were willing to give up their lives for.
It turns out that this is the meaning of "peace", peace is peace, peace is peace, and the land of peace and health is 'home'.
And this 'Anping' is everyone's home, here, no one will call themselves a creature of any race, even the 'corpse' clan, the master who founded this place, does not call itself a corpse clan......
They have a common name.
'Forsaken. ’
They have been abandoned, forsaken by God, abandoned by their races, abandoned by their families........ They were all given up by the world, but they decided to give up the world and build a world of their own!
If God gives up on himself, then he gives up on God!
Jian Taixu gently wiped away the tears in his eyes, and then said softly: "Let's place the souls saved along the way here, and at the next stop, let's go to the Yin Spring! I want to see the place where the turbid river gave birth to me! I also want to see what my other compatriots look like in the place of the clear river, are they all like the white night!"
After Jian Taixu was washed away, he woke up in the midst of corpses. Now that he has listened to this play, he naturally thinks that he is a group of turbid and sinking corpses, and she has already said the identity of Bai Yeye.
Therefore, in this singing play, Jian Taixu can easily bring himself and Bai Yeye into it! He is the corpse clan that is accompanied by death, and Bai Yeye is the darling of heaven and earth who was born with everything.
And the situation of the two deaths fighting each other in the play just copes with the picture of him and Bai Yeye! They used to be friends, but now they have their own ideas and go to a completely different side!
That's why the sword is too void to suddenly cry........ It's not that he's weak, it's just that the drama has been in his heart and evokes sad things.