The wind of Mt. Forget-Worry is gentle. For Fu Ming, the wind lost its gentleness, and although it was a smooth wind, it also blew his face painfully. At this time, he was very dissatisfied with his mortal body. Didn't he see the woman on the other side, calm and comfortable in the wind? Somehow, he began to envy the cultivators, and then he began to admire the gods. In the end, he thought, if he could also practice and finally attain the Tao and ascend, would his choice today be a bit reckless?

No one can hear his heart, and no one wants to hear his wishes, since you have chosen this path, then go on. Even if Xuantian City was subjected to the top ten tortures of mortals, he would also deal with them indifferently.

But sometimes, indifference is not really indifference.

He once heard an old man tell him that a few decades ago, a soldier in a border city made a big mistake, but chose to flee for fear of pain. Who knows, as soon as he entered the Forgotten Worry Mountain, he was caught by an old demon ape, and then sent back to Xuantian City by the Warcraft clan. As for the repatriation, Fu Ming has a point of view. The two ethnic groups have been facing each other for countless years, and if they catch each other's people, they don't want to reciprocate, and send them back safely, which is really suspected of showing off and demonstrating, and can even create a rift within the other party.

The fate of that soldier is naturally a dead end. Because only when he is dead can all the criticism, the outpouring, the battle between light and darkness, and so on, be quelled. Naturally, the soldier fell victim to internal stability.

The old man said that he went to see it during the execution, after all, they worked together. He knew the man, and he was afraid of pain. Therefore, the executioner answered the order of the patriarch on the Xuantian Square and let the man choose his own way of death.

The executioner said: How about suffocation?

The soldier shook his head and said, "It will be very uncomfortable, once he was almost drowned in order to chase a demonic beast that crossed the upper reaches of Cishui." Because he doesn't know water, he feels that suffocation is the most important thing to die in the way he knows how to die.

The executioner said: How about dying of blood loss?

The soldier still shook his head and said, "Don't, my lord!" There was a bloody battle with a group of demonic beasts, and I saw several comrades die of blood loss. The death was too ugly, and it must have been extremely painful.

The executioner said: How about dying with a full stomach?

The soldier said, "My lord, you must not!" Although I would rather be a full ghost than a starving ghost, I can be sure that dying is not my choice. I want to ......

The executioner said: How about indulging in lust and dying?

The soldier said: My lord, this kind of death doesn't exist at all, so don't make fun of the little one. If there is such a way to die, the small one will not choose. Although my wife passed away three years ago, I have already vowed that I will never be close to a woman again in this life. If this vow is broken, the little one will die of pain.

The executioner was extremely angry and said: This is not good, that is not possible, what do you want?!

The soldier said indifferently: It does not hurt my body and skin, my soul is not damaged, and it is best to make me enter a dream, as if I have never died.

The executioner said angrily: You are really in trouble, if there is such a way to die, do you think I will still stand here?!

Patriarch Xuanzhong Xingdao: The ancestral gods of the clan once passed down a deceptive array in ancient times. Whoever enters this formation will be divided in two, and they will not know it. If you enter the array of deception, you need to enter naked. The doppelganger in the array and the body outside the array are each other's people in the mirror, and if the person outside the array wears clothes, the people in the array will naturally wear clothes. If a person enters the battle is clothed, he is considered dead. In this way, the problem of the pawn's death can be solved.

The executioner asked, "According to the patriarch, does that guy have to be naked for three years?"

Xuan Zhongxing said: Why not?

......

This is the end of this past. The soldier who died indifferently but was afraid of pain finally lived bare-bottomed in the world for three years. And he lives very chic and relaxed. He didn't have to worry about others pointing fingers behind his back, because he knew that he was living for another self in that array of deception, and not just anyone else in this world. What's more, in his eyes, the people in this world have become people in the mirror just like him.

Fu Ming believes that the array of deception does not exist in the first place, but it is just a compromise method that the Xuan patriarch came up with. Only in this way can we obscure the eyes of the soldiers and the hearts of the world. For the soldier, this painful mortal world had become an illusion, and he would lose all fear of pain. To the world, this man is dead, and what they see is nothing but a ridiculous illusion, and they laugh it off.

People in this world are too easy to get used to some people and things, from the initial scramble to see the excitement, until the later turn a blind eye, but only for a short time. If that soldier suddenly loses in this world, I guess no one will care.

"Grandpa Fuming, listen to my grandfather, you can cultivate. But why haven't you cultivated all this time?"

There are many answers to this question. At first, I thought there was nothing wrong with being a mortal with a lot of fireworks. It was a rather detached idea, and no one could understand it, but after that, a lot of people came up to me, and I realized that talent is also something that can't be trusted. So, I gave up. I wasted the best of my ten years and couldn't even get a glimpse of the paper, and I regret it. So, I wanted to use my last time to do something useful, so I took the initiative to come to the border city. ”

"But, in the border city, you just kept guarding the city, and I didn't see what you did?"

"What else can you do and what else do you need to do besides defending the city?"

"In addition to defending the city, it seems that there are many important things that can be done. For example, if you return to Xuantian City after winning meritorious service, even if you can't become a deacon, you can at least find a position in the City Lord's Mansion. ”

"Maybe it's because I'm old, and I'm not here. All I can see is in the void, which is always a little different from the people of the moment. ”

"However, if you don't practice, you can't see the people who are hidden in the void?"

"I can't see it. But who can say that I really can't see it?"

Jiu Weaving said in his heart, the one named Fu Ming must be a master. How could he sense that we were nearby?

Khan Luo looked at the round Gollum Beast and said, "Cake-"

"Cake, of course, you can see clearly, it's a cake that has become fine!" said Saori as she stabbed the stone needle in her hand.

Khan Luo grinned in pain, and said angrily, "That person is eating cakes!" and rushed towards the pavilion on the Gollum Beast's body.

The wine weaver took a look, and sure enough, there was a round pastry between the fingers of the Fu Ming. Khan Luo rushed out of the void, reached out and grabbed Fu Ming's hand.

The accompanying woman was startled, and suddenly appeared in front of Fu Ming, and reached out to take the power of this finger.

Seeing that Khan Luo was defenseless, Jiu Ori turned over from behind Khan Luo and jumped up, and met the woman head-on. Han Luo saw that two figures appeared in front of the cake, how could he care about Jiu Weaving or who it was? With a wave of his hand, Pu Fan pushed the two to the side. The cake appeared in front of his eyes again. Stretching out his hand to grab it, who knew that Fu Ming covered the pastry under the palm of his hand.

Khan Luo poked his head over, one eye staring at the palm, but the other eye was fixed on Fu Ming. Angrily: "I want cake!"

The two people who were fighting next to them stopped and looked over at the same time. I saw Fu Ming sitting upright on the ground, one hand stretched forward, palm down, and the palm was the pastry. The other hand only stretched out one finger and swung it from side to side.

Khan Luo's eyes lit up, and saliva dripped down unconsciously. Saori was startled, and hurriedly jumped forward, holding the dagger to slash at Fu Ming's arm. Where can that woman get her close to her? Seeing that she couldn't be saved, Jiuori shouted, "Be careful of saliva!"

It was already late, and the finger that was swinging from side to side was gone. Suddenly, the sharp blade in her hand flew out, cutting off Fu Ming's disappearing finger at the root.

Jiu Ori hurriedly stopped Khan Luo, and looked at Na Fu Ming intently, shocked in his heart. I saw him smile indifferently, just like the lost finger, which was not his.

This is a peerless and powerful man! If he can give up a finger, there must be a hidden secret. Otherwise, how could a strong person with such a heart be able to get close to her?