Chapter 17: Me, Still Me?

The boat is fluttering, down the river, the young man sits on the bow of the boat, a bamboo flute water wave, the sound is continuous.

Yang Zui still did not return to the netherworld patio, for him, it was not easy to come out, and at the same time, he also took advantage of the moment when the young man had just made countless blades and his heart was full of life, and he continued to guide Shen Yushan.

"How did you feel just now?" The straw man possessed by Yang was lying in Shen Yushan's arms, only the straw man's head was exposed.

Shen Yushan's bamboo music was played in a turbulent manner, and when you heard it, you could know that the young man's heart was also like this bamboo music, up and down, like a reed under a raging flame.

"Master, the apprentice doesn't feel anything, he just feels too relaxed, so relaxed that he is a little sorry for those lake bandits."

Yang Zui smiled and said: "Do you think that those lake bandits died too aggrieved, and they almost had no chance to fight, so they died unluckily under your sword." ”

"Yes." Shen Yushan lowered his head and said, "The apprentice knows that he shouldn't sympathize with those lake bandits, but he just thinks that killing them like this seems to be a bit invincible, and such a simple battle will not be of much benefit to my own cultivation." ”

"That's right, you have to remember what happened to these lake bandits today, there has never been a fair battle in the world, just as you have a netherworld patio, compared to the immortal cultivators in the world, it is already a big unfairness."

After a pause, Yang Zui said again: "Although I don't know where your inexplicable compassion comes from, I will tell you truthfully that cultivating immortals is a tragic competition, and elimination is the law of eternal immortality, which is destined by heaven." ”

Shen Yushan frowned and said, "Heaven is destined? The disciples don't believe it, and the people who cultivate immortals fight each other, but it's just human greed. The heavens are merciful, how can they make rivers of blood flow on the earth? ”

Yang Zui laughed and said: "Wrong, wrong, do you remember the grand wish you once made, to cut off the immortal veins and cut off the immortal fate of the people in the world?" ”

"The apprentice naturally remembers."

Yang Zui said: "In this case, I will tell you that the immortal depends on the spirit element, and the spirit yuan is produced by the immortal vein, but the spirit element produced by the immortal vein is a fixed number, and the monks in the world have no fixed number. ”

Shen Yushan was silent, and he had a more intuitive understanding of the tragedy of cultivating the Immortal Road.

After a long time, the young man said in a hoarse voice: "Raise countless with numbers, the stronger the stronger you get, the stronger you get, the weaker you lose more and the weaker you get, then you have both strength and weakness, swallowing each other and fattening yourself, which is like raising Gu." ”

Yang Zui concluded: "You understand now, there are a number of spiritual elements in the world, and the strong people who can support are really limited, there are only two Confucian saints and Taoist ancestors, this is the number of days, if you can really cut off the immortal veins in the future, I will applaud you." But, I'm afraid you've really reached that point, it's hard. ”

Shen Yushan asked in a deep voice, "Does Master think I can't do it?" ”

"If you can't do it, let's not talk about him first. Let me tell you a story, the story of my hometown. ”

Yang Zui's voice suddenly became infinitely long, and Shen Yushan could feel that Yang Zui's soul must be looking at the bright starry sky at this moment.

"In my Dongsang country, there was a great turmoil in ancient times, there was such a person, he planted land for the landlord, let go of cattle, became a monk, worked as a beggar, almost poor to the extreme, almost all the parents and brothers and sisters in the family died of disease and hunger. So, he stood up and said to his brothers under the big tree, I vow to change the world, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment, and the corrupt officials will have a hard time. This person is also angry, and he really turned over this troubled world. ”

Suddenly, Yang Zui asked, "Guess what, what is the outcome of the story?" ”

Shen Yushan shook his head and didn't know, he suddenly realized that he was just reading a few books at home, and Yang Zui was the real person who traveled thousands of miles, Shen Yushan saw the articles of sages, but Yang Zui had insight into the hearts of the people.

In an instant, Shen Yushan found that the cheap master Yang Zui was actually not cheap at all, but very precious, he could not only teach him to cultivate immortals, but also teach him to be a man.

Yang Zui smiled and said: "That cowherd baby, overthrew the imperial court, created another imperial court by himself, and even passed it on to his children and grandchildren in order to keep his imperial court, and killed the old brothers who listened to his oath under the big tree one by one. ”

Shen Yushan was silent.

The young man asked himself, if that day comes, it will come to an end: I, is it still me?

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The excitement and fear of killing for the first time gradually subsided, and Yang Zui said a few words, which made Shen Yushan fall into deep thought.

"What's going on, how do I feel like the boat is shaking so much?"

Yang Zui suddenly asked, and a word woke up the pensive Shen Yushan.

Shen Yushan stood up, but saw that the vast river surface was floating with faint clouds and mist, and the deep water bottom was not unknown, and there were faint dots of brilliant starlight.

However, in such a thrilling river scene, there are countless pale arms sticking out of the river, swaying and shaking, like a forest of swaying human hands.

Thrilling, in an instant, it became a heartbeat.

"Master, it's too bad, we're surrounded."

Yang Zui was recuperating at the moment, reducing the consumption of his soul, and was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said strangely: "Didn't you kill all those lake bandits, why did you come again?" ”

Shen Yushan took the straw man out of his arms, put it flat in his palm, and said with a wry smile: "Master, see for yourself, it's not a lake bandit, it's a zombie, a lot of zombies." ”

"Zombies? This is impossible, only one zombie can be born in a place, and even if there are more than two, they will fight themselves first, and only one can be left in the end. ”

Yang Zui immediately refuted the claims of many zombies, released his thoughts, just swept at the river, and scolded: "It's so suspenseful to scare me, if there are really a lot of zombies, our master and apprentice will explain here today, fortunately not." ”

Shen Yushan saw that those zombies had not moved, and Yang Zui acted very indifferently, and couldn't help but be infected with confidence, and asked shamelessly, "Master, what are these?" ”

Yang Zui pointed out: "Let's talk to you about zombies first, that's it, in fact, I don't know how zombies are formed, but I met an old zombie when I was young, and I almost didn't toss me to death." As for these on the river, they are just rotten meat that has been sucked dry and the corpses have been manipulated, generally called zombies, the real zombies are intelligent, and the thousand-year-old accumulation is no worse than the human race, this kind of zombie walking, at best, is just the walking dead. ”

Shen Yushan asked, "Master, why don't these stiff people attack me?" ”

", the candle flame in the depths of your eyes, that's the pupils of the Youming Dragon King, what a big demon the Youming Dragon King is, these zombies are not qualified to be cannon fodder, how dare they attack you?"

Shen Yushan nodded, took a breath and said, "Whew, then I'll rest assured." ”

Seeing that the sky was about to turn white, Shen Yushan hurried back to the Bamboo Forest Book House, and wanted to hold the boat through the human forest zombie array.

Suddenly, Shen Yushan saw the edge of the mass grave where his grandfather had told him not to be greedy for fun, there was a particularly tall stiff walk, and its two eyes were shining green in the dark night.

After a moment of distraction, what Shen Yushan didn't notice was that the stiff walk, who was originally afraid of him like a tiger, gradually surrounded by a small boat.