Volume 1 The Scholar and the Sword Chapter 61 Luck
Except for the initial period, Qin Zi actually rarely came to the Shenyun Room later.
However, relatively, unlike the beginning where he had to ask everything, now Qin Zi has a lot fewer questions, and even Shen Shuo doesn't know where his deduction has been, and Qin Zi only has those very critical questions left to ask.
Today, Qin Zi came here again.
And if nothing else, it was the last time he came.
He took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
The moment he saw Shen Shuo, he knew that the time was coming.
"Elder Shen!" Qin Zi bowed his hand and bowed.
"Well, come in." Shen Shuo looked at a few pieces of paper on the table and said without raising his head.
"Is there any problem with you coming today?"
In the past few years that Qin Zi has been on the mountain, Shen Shuo can be regarded as one of the best people to him.
The two have known each other for a few years and have long been acquainted with each other, so there is no need to push each other.
Qin Zixun sat down in a seat, took out the newspaper in the jade pendant, and put it in front of Shen Shuo.
"Elder Shen, look at this."
Shen Shuo picked up the newspaper and quickly scanned it, with his ability, he could write it down word for word at a glance, and it didn't take long to read it.
Putting down the newspaper, he looked at Qin Zi: "Is this the newspaper from the Taiqing Mansion?" What's the problem? β
Qin Zi frowned: "You also think it's okay?" β
Shen Shuo frowned, looked at it again, and still didn't.
Qin Zi took the Shanshui Mansion newspaper, pointed to the two lines of words in the corner, and asked:
"Look at this, no problem?"
Shen Shuo glanced at it, and then smiled: "What should I be, it turned out to be this." β
"You are misled by the above words, humanity is destroyed, it is very miserable, but it is not true."
Qin Zi was puzzled: "Then what does this mean?" β
"First of all, you have to figure out, what is humanity?"
"Do you still need to figure this out?"
"Yes, it's not what you think, humanity, in fact, it refers specifically to the mortal dynasty."
He put away the messy few pieces of paper on the table, and continued:
"The matter of Penghuzhou, I actually know about it, it is not as serious as you think, and the demon clan is not as terrible as you think."
"In fact, similar to the human race, the demon race itself has good and evil. Because human beings are the spirits of all races, long-term consumption of human beings can only satisfy the appetite of the mouth, which is harmful to their practice, so many demon cultivators do not eat people. β
"Take Penghuzhou this time as an example, although it is written in the newspaper that humanity has been destroyed, it is actually a dispute in the immortal cultivation world within Penghuzhou."
"And the result of this dispute is that the demon cultivator won, so he drove the Terran monks out of Penghuzhou, as for the mortal dynasty, it is actually essentially a subordinate of the Terran monks, and it loses to others, so you have to get out."
"Of course, if you want to take people away, it is estimated that you still have to have some blood on the sect in Penghuzhou, which is also an unspoken rule in the immortal cultivation world."
Hearing this, Qin Zi's heart was cold.
"Wouldn't it be detrimental to humanity to do so?"
When Shen Shuo heard this, he laughed: "Humanitarian luck? Where did you hear that kind of thing? β
Qin Zi was silent, and after a while, he said with a little hesitation:
"The book says that those who are lucky in the atmosphere cannot live forever, so the emperors of the mortal dynasty are very short-lived."
Shen Shuo was silent, he didn't know how to answer this question.
"As far as I know, the mortal emperor should really not be able to cultivate."
Shen Shuo pondered for a moment, and finally sighed:
"It's not as simple as you think, if it's luck, then it's too simple."
"In fact, there is still no consensus on luck, some believe that it exists, others believe that it does not. Elder Wang Qing of our sect is the group of people who think it exists. It's so complicated that even I can't see it clearly. β
"As for why the emperor can't live forever, well......" he was silent for a moment, and finally continued, "At this time, you can't just look at the phenomenon itself, think about what the dynasty and the emperor represent. β
"I'll give you a hint, you should know that hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was a so-called Immortal Dynasty."
"Immortal Dynasty!" Qin Zi's pupils shrank, he had actually heard of this kind of rumor, but he had always thought it was the fantasy of ordinary people, but he didn't expect it to be true, so now that the emperor can't practice, he has to think about it carefully.
Shen Shuo looked at the young man in front of him, and the scene when he first saw him appeared in front of him, a few years is just a snap of a finger for an immortal, but for a mortal, it is indeed an important part of his life, just a few years, he has already achieved this point.
Shen Shuo's expression was a little painful, he didn't know what to do next, he could only take one step at a time, and at the same time, he hoped that the surrounding environment would have a little impact on him in the past few years.
He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, then opens them and spits them out again.
Then he waved his hand to Qin Zi and said:
"Now that you've asked all the questions, let's go back first...... Prepare to prepare, the sect master may have something to do with you in the next few days. β
Qin Zi didn't have any surprise when he heard this, he still had a faint smile, and after saying goodbye to Shen Shuo, he left.
And Shen Shuo looked at Qin Zi's distant back, not knowing what to think.
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Above the spiritual realm, the commotion of the mysterious giant tree has subsided.
The pure white girl sat on a cliff and looked at the giant tree from afar.
Her expression was indifferent, but there was a faint depression that could not be dissolved.
Suddenly, the expression on her face disappeared in an instant, and she returned to her former self without being surprised.
At the same time, the space behind her folded repeatedly, revealing an illusory figure.
"Looking for death?" A cold voice came out of her mouth, and she only moved her lips, and the voice was barely audible, but there was a pressure that was hard to ignore.
The figure behind her was extremely blurry, and it seemed that it took all its strength to just exist, as if the voice was distorted by several layers of cotton cloth.
"Let's see if you're crying."
The pure white girl didn't even bother to look back, and didn't want to argue with him verbally, but replied in the softest voice:
"I thought that I wouldn't make a move on the Terrans, did I rot?"
The figure was unmoved, but snorted coldly:
"Back then, this seat was kind to the human race, what about letting them fulfill the avenue of this seat at this moment? What's more, it's your master who betrays the Terrans firstβ"
Before he finished speaking, the space around him was instantly shattered, and it was cut into pieces by thin lines.
"Dirty mouth, also worthy, mention her?"
The girl seemed to be out of breath, gasped violently for a few breaths, and then gradually regained her usual calm, and looked at the giant tree again in the distance.
In the canopy of trees, which almost obscured the day, the original green leaves gradually withered and yellowed.