Volume 1: Origin, Origin

Chapter 6: Dust, the Beginning of Cultivation, Lies

From birth, everyone is a child, and all children are children of this world in the spotless purity.

From birth, every living being is stained with dust, which accumulates more and more in the course of life until death, and finally everything returns to this heaven and earth.

Except for the purity of the newborn child, everyone else is more or less stained with dust, which cannot be avoided, in fact, there is no need to avoid it, it is precisely because of these different dusts that each person is unique.

The reason why mortals have a short lifespan is that there are too many kinds of dust on their bodies. And cultivation is to clear one's own dust in order to live longer.

Therefore, to a certain extent, cultivation can be said to be the pursuit of longevity, and it can also be regarded as removing dust or dust, strengthening the body, and prolonging life.

Of course, this is only one of the various theories, and it is difficult to unify the opinions of many people.

I don't know when, where and who it began, this is a secret in the long river of time, and it has long been annihilated.

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Nine days later

The colorful light still shrouded the entire Tanshan Village, and all the villagers silently looked at the sky and prayed sincerely, this is their child, this is their past and future, this is the future of the tribe.

Bright gold, emerald green, turquoise, blood red, earth yellow five colors of the same sky, straight to the nine heavens, the whole world is reflected in five colors, like a fairy world.

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"This is a peerless vision, far better than you and me, rare in ancient times, but unfortunately no one knows, it's a pity. ”

"The five elements are mixed, eternal and rare, and it won't be a good thing to know. ”

"This is the potential of the world, this is the boundless land of creation. ”

"Otherwise, we wouldn't be here, and we wouldn't exist. ”

"The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle, and creation also means disaster. ”

"What do you have to do with me. "Violent and wanton, more and more crazy.

"Mutual restraint is indispensable. "It seems to be reminding or plotting.

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With the appearance of the five figures at the same time, the ancestral statue instantly became dull and unremarkable, like the discarded objects of ancient ruins, old and vicissitudes. The brilliance of the sky dissipated in an instant, and the five figures were Yingjie, Bai Yaer, Wu Shuai, Wang Feng and Li Tao.

There is no record of where the ancestral statue came from.

The temperament of the five people has changed greatly, no longer like children, but people who have experienced the vicissitudes of the world, and the temperament of the five people is very different. This is the most amazing place of enlightenment, since ancient times, I don't know the origin, so that the people who enter it are contaminated with their own breath and not themselves, and it will not disappear for a long time.

Whether the shadow of the future is also a kind of dust is unknown.

Qi Qi turned around, and the five people bowed respectfully to the ancestral statue, extremely reverent, and then their eyes went dark, and all four people except for the Ying Realm fainted to the ground. Everyone watched silently and did not move.

"Worship the ancestral statue again!" the village elder shouted first, and then everyone knelt down to worship the ancestral statue.

"Please return to the ancestral statue!" Immediately, two strong men carried the ancestral statue back to the ancestral hall in the village. Everyone's faces were relieved, and then their brows furrowed.

Then, the village chief and all the villagers quickly rushed to the ancestral statue and gently picked up the four children.

"Okay, okay, take the children home first, take good care of them, and come back to me tomorrow morning, and I will complete the last step of the initiation for these little ones. ”

"Yes, Patriarch. ”

The village chief looked at the five little ones lovingly, but he still stared at Yingjie a little strangely. The villagers also looked at Yingjie strangely, because there had never been such an abnormal situation before. It's not that it's abnormal to faint, it's that it's not normal if you don't faint, as far as the people in the village know, every child who starts to cultivate will faint when they come out, but Yingjie doesn't.

Even the well-informed Bai Tan patriarch had never heard of such a situation.

Instead of watching Wule and others hurriedly carry the fainted little guy back, nor did he look at the strange uncles and aunts, Yingjie set his eyes on the village chief, "Grandpa Bai, I'll go back first." As he spoke, he didn't care about everyone's eyes and walked on his own.

really doesn't care, at this moment, Yingjie has a cold face, a gloomy back, with a sense of loneliness and inexplicable sadness, gradually drifting away, it seems to be another person's appearance.

"Village chief, do you want to go and see Xiaojie, his appearance is not normal. ”

"No, this child in the small world has no parents since he was a child, so he is more independent and more mature than children of the same age, although he is only five years old, but he has his own measure, since he didn't say anything to us, there should be no problem, I think it is also the influence of Qi Xiu, tomorrow will be fine, or take care of these children." I'll take this girl home first. ”

The name of the village also knows the various effects of Qixiu on the children, dyed with some breath that does not belong to him and is his own, and he is very winding, but in short, it is through Qixiu that a trace of the shadow of the future is projected on the current body, because he is young and has not cultivated, almost everyone can't bear such a mapping, so he will faint, and Xiao Yingjie is an outlier, which makes people suspicious.

However, the villagers trusted the patriarch very much, and since the patriarch had said that it was okay, they didn't have to care too much and dispersed.

"Good. Bai Tan Patriarch smiled with concern, explained, and walked away with his rickety body holding his teeth.

Hearing the patriarch say this, the villagers were relieved and began to do their own work, and this important enlightenment was over for these clansmen. (For all the villagers in Tanshan Village, they are of the same clan, although they do not have the same surname.) ）

It's just that the old man has been frowning on the way home with his granddaughter, not for anything else, it is an abnormal situation in the Yingjie, after all, he is a person who has walked out of the village, and his knowledge is not comparable to other villagers, and the situation in Yingjie makes him stunned, this child was picked up from outside a few years ago, and his poor background makes him very distressed, and he is also the child he is most optimistic about.

But he really hadn't heard of it, and he hadn't seen it in any records.

Besides, Yingjie returned to his small house with a lonely and indifferent face, fell down on the bed, fell asleep when he fell upside down, unconscious. Now he is a child, silly and cute, I don't know what I dreamed of, with a smirk and saliva on the corners of his mouth.

A figure outside the room walked out of the shadows, and when he saw that Xiao Yingjie was fine, he sighed and left, he was Zhang Shan.

However, Uncle Shan can care about the safety of Xiao Yingjie and can take care of him, but he also feels very sad for him, this little guy is not so easy, why do other children have fathers and mothers, why are there people to accompany other children when they participate in the sacrifice, and someone takes care of them after the sacrifice, but he does not? Only one person returns to the home of only one person alone, and lives alone.

In a dream

Xiao Yingjie has come to a strange world again, just like reality.

He saw the familiar and unfamiliar scene again, it was still the same person, but this time the figure was blurred, and there was only one person without others, the same blood-red hair, blood-stained clothes, and the corners of the mouth seemed to cry and laugh, which was extremely complicated.

Behind the man was a long river that flowed endlessly, running through everything, containing everything, burying everything, burying everything.

The man crisscrossed in it, tore everything, broke everything, and came to the body of Xiao Yingjie, who had long been frozen.

"Hello, Yingjie. ”

The distant voice seemed to come from the eternal years, so that Xiao Yingjie didn't hear it clearly, whether that person was called Yingjie, or called him "Ying Zheng", but it did not prevent Xiao Yingjie from feeling the kindness of that person, even if it was separated by endless time and space.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Yingjie asked weakly, he was indeed very weak, like an ant.

The man was silent, as if he didn't want to speak, as if he was pondering, or thinking about the wording, for a long time, "Let me be a friend from afar." "The man spoke very slowly, and it felt difficult, but he was full of energy, and he felt that he could sweep away the universe.

"Are you here to find me?" Xiao Yingjie didn't understand the man's words, but just went from a sluggish state to ignorance.

"It's nothing", the man suddenly stretched out his hand, and his slender and powerful fingers pointed at the center of Xiao Yingjie's eyebrows without accident. And then

Instantly cracked, and all the pictures were wiped out.

Thatched huts

Xiao Yingjie woke up, cold sweat flowed down his back, and he had a splitting headache.

Vaguely, Xiao Yingjie recalled the last picture in the dream, the world collapsed, time was shattered, the man was helpless, as if there was blood flowing out, shaking the long river of years.

A sigh of seeming non-existent came from beyond the endless time and space, and reached the ears of the Ying Realm,

"The beginning of cultivation is for the 'beginning', you, remember ......"

"The beginning of cultivation is the beginning. ”

Xiao Yingjie whispered,

"But what was the beginning? Why do you want me to remember? Who are you? Where are you from? Do you know me?"

Xiao Yingjie even thinks in the deepest part of his subconscious that it is his relatives, either his father or uncle, because he has never felt the intimacy of blood thicker than water, tears slipped from his immature cheeks, and sadness followed him like a shadow, and no one could hide it.

Xiao Yingjie couldn't understand what that person said, but he couldn't ignore the feeling he had always longed for but never had, the feeling of having parents, but why did he leave me in the first place!

Xiao Yingjie's mind was full of roars, why !!

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The soul crosses the years, the body fights for the red dust, in exchange for an emptiness? What kind of nothingness is it chasing!

Who are you? Who am I?

You are the desire of my heart, I am your lost past.

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"Who the hell am I?"

For the first time in Xiao Yingjie's life, there was such an unforgettable deep thought and a great sadness that would not be erased through thousands of years.

"Why, why, why!?"

The roar of the Yingjie Heavens only echoed inside the stone bell, and the bell was about to crack, but it couldn't be transmitted, just because the sound was not the present, but the past and the future, not reality but a dream.

The self-righteous lucidity turned out to be a phantom dream, and in the dream I had another dream, one huge lie after another, to justify myself......