Zimo's body that was squatting on the ground slowly raised his head, with a bitter face, it was none other than the blue-haired man who spoke.

Tearing off the invisibility talisman on his body, he smiled awkwardly, "Hello senior!" He looked innocent, as if he had accidentally passed by.

Looking at the young man in front of him, the man seemed to see himself many years ago, when he was also like him, being close to the sea beasts, like friends, trusting each other.

The man also smiled at Zimo, "Young man, you haven't answered my question yet." ”

Scratching his head, he looked down at the little beast, only to see its four curious eyes, looking at him.

Zimo couldn't help but ask himself in his heart, why he never thought about killing this little beast from beginning to end, if he had killed it, then he would have escaped a long time ago.

Why is that? Hunting sea beasts by himself, he has never been merciful, it seems that this is a matter of course.

Even when he didn't cultivate, he pushed the person of the corpse sect off the bridge of conscience, and he never felt the slightest guilt or fear.

I never thought about why this happened, because the people around me were all instilling in me how selfish, deceitful, and unscrupulous people in the cultivation realm were!

I killed them, and there was no ripple or pity in my heart.

Stepping into the cultivation realm, I just want to become stronger and live carefully, and I cultivate my true just to see my sister and meet my master faster.

But what about after that? If that day comes, where should you go?

Is it like today, when I met this little beast, and then I had happiness and peace that I had never had, just like when I was a child, I was hungry for many days and ate a steamed bun, just like waking up and seeing my sister's happy smile, has my heart always longed for such a life?

Thinking of this, Zimo was a little sad, it turned out that he had never lived for himself.

He squatted down, stretched out his hand to stroke the little beast, did not answer the man's question, his eyes showed rare tenderness, and he spoke softly, "Xiuzhen Xiuzhen, it turns out that I have never really practiced and cultivated my mind, it turns out that what I want most is to be a happy person." ”

Speaking of this, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality surged wildly towards Zimo's body, Zimo's body was like a funnel, absorbing the vitality from all directions, and the man's originally smiling face also turned solemn.

There was a voice trembling inside him all the time, this... This is enlightenment! This is the self-realization that those mighty monks dream of!

What kind of comprehension is this to be able to reach the realm of self-realization in the eighth layer of qi gathering!

The originally cold and numb heart was also slightly touched.

But Zimo didn't seem to be aware of these at all, and still said to himself, "It's also a life, just like us, it's all for living, it has never hurt me, how can I bear to hurt it, if cultivating really just makes people ruthless in the end, then such a monk, don't do it, such a way, don't cultivate!" ”

The speed of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi reached its peak at this moment, and it seemed to be helping him to break through the realm, rather than him forcibly breaking through the realm.

The black beads in the body also trembled suddenly at this moment, emitting a black light, as if in response.

Soon after, the black light dissipated, and all of it melted into Zimo's body before returning to calm.

The cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi Gathering was finally loosened at this moment, and it was directly promoted to the ninth layer of Qi Gathering without the slightest hindrance.

Zimo raised his head, his eyes crooked, and he smiled brightly.

"Senior, do you say so?"

The man opened his mouth, but did not answer, only let out a long sigh.

"You're different from other monks!"

After speaking, the man's sleeve robe waved, and the two and one beast arrived in front of the thatched house.

With a wave of his hand, a small table and a chair flew out of the thatched house, and a chair was filled with tea sets, which could be seen that this person paid great attention to the quality of life, otherwise he would not live alone and still be so meticulous.

The man regained his previous smile and said, "Sit down." ”

Zimo bowed slightly, "Thank you, senior!" ”

I saw that the man was extremely skillful, warming the cup, washing the cup, setting the tea, washing the tea, and pouring water.

It's like doing countless actions, all in one go, making Zimo feel that doing these things should be like this, and he doesn't feel contrived at all.

Not long after soaking, Zimo smelled the faint aroma of tea scattered in the air.

The man poured Zimo a cup of tea and gently pushed it in front of him, "This is the most precious spiritual tea of the Sea Beast Clan, I named it Mo Nian." ”

When Zimo heard this, he was stunned for a moment, picked up the tea and took a sip lightly in the appearance of a man, the fragrance of tea instantly filled Zimo's taste buds, and then gradually became bitter, and then the bitterness turned into a warm stream scattered among the limbs, Zimo said softly, "It's the taste of missing!" ”

At first, it was the sweetness of encounter, gradually it became the bitterness of separation, and finally it turned into the warmth of memories.

The man reached out and touched the little beast lying on the ground, then looked into the distance, as if to say to himself, "A long time ago, there was a man, he was extremely talented, and he was a famous family, his superior background and cultivation conditions made his cultivation a thousand miles a day, and he soon left his peers behind, which also made him in the limelight for a while, so that he was placed in high hopes by his elders, and all good cultivation resources were given to him, and he lived up to his expectations and became the youngest contemplation monk at that time." ”

Speaking of this, the man's voice was still as flat as ever, as if nothing could break his calm heart, "Because the cultivation was too fast, he gradually had the problem of unstable foundation, and after advancing to the peak of contemplation, his realm stagnated, and began to appear often inner demons, which lasted for many years, and those peers who were not as good as him back then also surpassed him one by one, seeing that he was hopeless to break through the spirit child, people also began to become moody from a humble gentleman." ”

"Later, a woman who admired him very much married him, but instead of loving this woman well, he often beat and scolded, and the daily beating and scolding seemed to be commonplace, but the woman still had the same resentment towards him as always."

The man picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea gently, closed his eyes, and seemed to appreciate the taste of tea, but the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

"Because the body can't keep up with the cultivation speed of the Yuan Shen, so it led to the madness, he feels that his Yuan Shen cultivation is enough, it's nothing more than the body's cultivation is too poor, and then he doesn't know where to get a practice, it is mentioned that you can use the sea beast essence blood to make up for the lack of your own body, but you need to replace your own human blood with the sea beast essence blood, so as to achieve the purpose of being strong in the flesh, but a sea beast, at most, can condense a drop of essence blood, in order to cultivate, he goes out to sea every day like a crazy demon to hunt sea beasts, The sea beasts that he has slain are already countless! ”

Zimo was also shocked when he heard this, there is still such a vicious exercise, it is really chilling, exchange his own blood for the blood of sea beasts, so is he still himself?

The man put down the teacup, reached out and smoothed the hem of the little beast's grasp, and held it in his arms, "In the end, he got his wish and exchanged all his blood for the blood of the sea beast, but he did not enter the spirit infant stage, do you think this is the most ridiculous thing in the world?" Hope turned to despair, making him more irritable, often losing his mind, and beating his wife more and more every day. ”

This... Zimo can imagine what a person's last hope will become when he is also dashed, just like when he first learned that he couldn't cultivate, after that kind of despair, he would either be like a dead heart, or he would have become more crazy, or he still had hope like himself, if he hadn't figured this out at that time, he would probably be a walking corpse now.

"Later, they had a son, but as soon as the son was born, he was different from others, because other people's children like to eat normal people's food, but his son likes to eat raw meat, and he is extremely hungry for blood, he also hopes that he is like a normal child, but he really can't bear it, and then this matter was known by people with a heart, and gradually spread, everyone said that this child is a monster and a fierce beast." The man smiled sadly, but there was more helplessness in his smile.

"Others have had playmates since childhood, but he doesn't!"

"Others can go out to learn art, but he can't!"

"Others can be cared for by their elders, but he can't!"

"But he has a mother who loves him, and that is the best mother in the world!"

"His mother often told him not to resent, not to lose hope, to be kind to others, to be kind to himself, and her son will eventually become the happiest person in the world!"

The man didn't have any mood swings, like telling someone else's story, watching other people's joys, sorrows, and sorrows, but Zimo knew that this person, I am afraid that he was himself, how much pain and tears he had experienced before he could say such a plain word, and he also had some admiration and sympathy for this man in his heart.

"As he grew older, he also knew that he was special, because he couldn't stand the ridicule and bullying of his peers, he secretly followed a boat out to sea, he wanted to see what the sea was like in his mother's mouth, what kind of situation it was, and then died silently, it's good to be like this in this life, at least you don't have to live so tired."

When the man said this, he actually smiled, laughing like a hundred flowers blooming, so that women would be ashamed of themselves, and their eyes were full of happiness, "But on the boat, he met a woman, they talked very happily, and there were talks and laughs along the way, this is the happiest thing in his life except for being with his mother, he has seen the vastness of the sea, and has seen that someone can be friends with him, he suddenly does not want to die, he is not afraid of death, but he is not willing to die, because he is afraid that after death, he will never see her again, people, once there is a bond, And it's timid! ””

The man looked at Zimo, and there was a deep envy in his eyes, "I really envy you, you can be a real person!" ”