Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Holy Spirit?
The young man walked up, and Xu Zhige thought about it and followed, he was still quite curious about this strange tree with 'evil thoughts'.
And on the way halfway, Xu Zhige's heart suddenly felt a little uneasy, as if something was echoing, it was a war book!
"Is that tree?" As the distance got closer and closer, the beating in the atrium gradually became more and more violent, and the War Book seemed to be expecting something, urging Xu Zhige to hurry up.
When he stepped onto the stage, Xu Zhige's ears finally sounded with the prompt of the War Treasure Book: [Find the remnants of the soul! Please absorb it as soon as possible!]
It turned out to be ...... Will the soul!
To put it this way...... No, it's the life inside this tree...... Is it the Holy Spirit?
In the darkness,
The red light flickered again, each time it appeared in a time of imminent despair, and each time it was to rekindle the flame of hope that was already about to be extinguished, but each time it was also like a candle in the wind, dying.
To be honest, when I was a human being, I really never imagined that one day I would be so madly eager to return to this world that once made me feel bored and bored.
And the funny thing is that the purpose of me who is so desperate now is to return to this world......
Once upon a time, I was a person who loved life and the world at large. Because I enjoyed this life in the process of being born and growing up and achieving success.
I was born into a modest family, but my parents' hard work ensured that my brothers and I had no food or clothing and adequate education. In the academy, my brother and I are all in the limelight, probably because we are both handsome, our classmates and teachers like us very much, and we enjoy life in this starry environment.
But life always catches you off guard, and when I was sixteen, my brother died. Father and mother were very sad to be beaten to death and then dumped in the river. While picking up my brother's body, my mother threw herself on the stinking and swollen body of the river, crying bitterly. Looking at the eyes that had burst out of my brother's face, I felt it full of anger, unyieldingness, and horror.
The murderer is Galoway, we all know it. He and my brother fell in love with a girl at the same time, which was originally a very small thing, but both were fatal enough in front of a man in heat. That's right, that girl chose my brother, because Galoway's appearance is very ugly, and his fat body and ugly facial features are unacceptable to that girl, so it is normal to like my brother.
But what they couldn't imagine was that the jealousy in Galoway's heart was so strong. In the middle of the night, Galovi, who was carrying a few young men, found my brother, a** the girl in front of him, and then threw it aside like garbage, looking at my brother's angry and painful expression, Galoway smiled with satisfaction, if he couldn't get what he wanted, he would destroy it, and by the way, let the people who were fighting with him feel the pain of despair.
I was saddened that my brother had died, my parents had chosen to retreat, and in the face of Galoway's huge family power, they had chosen a safe one, and after burying my brother, they continued to live as if they did not have this child. Every time I see their smiling faces barely squeezing out when they return home, it feels like something black is struggling to rush out.
Since then, I have become very silent, both at school and at home, in front of my classmates and parents. Even though I have more words in my heart than mountains to confide in them, my mouth seems to no longer belong to me, and I can't open my mouth. Perhaps this was the reaction I should have in the eyes of outsiders, and after several failed attempts to communicate with me, everyone gave up.
This went on until I was twenty years old, when I met someone, someone who changed my life. Well, maybe he can't be called human anymore. He is my Guru, Sakya. Someone I've always dreamed of surpassing. He taught me everything about swords. He was a very kind elder, and he was well known throughout the country, and I was one of the countless people he helped or indirectly received from him.
In the days following my encounter with Sakya-sensei, I found myself again, and smiles and affection returned to me, a learned scholar with countless books in his study, ranging from ancient to modern, and even the untold secrets of the magical land known as the New World.
Maybe even I don't know it, but during that period of time, my whole person was like a sponge that never was satisfied, every day, every hour, every minute I was absorbing knowledge, and in front of this knowledge that I had never seen or thought about before, I really realized that the previous days were so boring and empty.
After crossing this threshold, I discovered a landscape that I had never seen before. From that moment I knew that this was the place that really belonged to me, and that the rest of my life was destined to be inseparable from the world here!
Interest is a person's biggest teacher, this sentence is not bad at all, the interest in these knowledge makes my growth faster than others, all smooth. Even my teacher often marveled at my talent that he had never seen in his life.
Any esoteric swordsmanship, I can remember it just by looking at it, and then imitate it, and the martial arts that ordinary people need to practice for more than half a month are just a toy to pass the time during a nap. From scratch, ordinary people need to practice sword skills for several years, but for me, I can successfully master it in just one month, and I can do it better than them! At that time, the whole country was telling my name, and in their mouths, I became the son of God, the descendant of the Sword God, and the darling of God.
As the years passed, I went from a commoner's child to the noblest position in the kingdom. Behind me, the king, the high-ranking officials, and the gang leaders all looked up at me, and even my beloved mentor, the leader who led me into this world, was unknowingly left behind by me.
At the age of forty-six, I finally fulfilled my dream, I surpassed my teacher, and became the first person in the kingdom to do swordsmanship, both physically and technically, my teacher was no longer my opponent! Men all over the country are envious of my life, and women are eager to come into my life. At this time, even if I don't have to give me any special orders, there will be people who will use all kinds of methods to please me, and as long as I show the slightest displeasure, someone will destroy the person or thing that displeased me for me.
I enjoyed this godly life at first, and once upon a time, I dreamed of living like this. But now that I think about it, maybe at that point, the demon of despair had chosen me as a target.
Within a few years, I had begun to grow tired of this life, and every day I was confronted with the attendants who were cautiously walking on thin ice, watching them move like frightened fawns in front of me. Then there was the greedy faces of the worshippers who feared or admired the power in me, and I felt the never-satisfying ** in them when they spoke their will, and I felt disgusted from the bottom of my heart. And the hatred of the power grabbers in the gym who are angry at their loss of power. Just as the people worship me and fear me, so the elders covet my supremacy as they accept my rule.
Human beings can never be satisfied, and the most important thing is to see clearly what they want. What my teacher said to me back then now comes back to me every day. At this point, I seemed to begin to understand why the teacher who had the strongest swordsmanship cultivation and supreme knowledge before me would choose to be a traveler instead of sitting in this position like me.
Even if the power is tilted towards the government and the opposition, the wealth is rivaled by the country, what about the style?
The power leans towards the government and the opposition but can't find a person who can talk to him, the rich rival country can't buy a friend who can make friends, and it's only because of power and wealth that I am close to me, what is the use of having more women who don't love me?
Emptiness! This devouring and desperate demon has finally found me, and every day, night, every hour, this greedy demon is devouring my heart, making me almost mad. And under the torture of emptiness, I did a lot of stupid things that made people look away. In the end, I could not bear such torture and chose to meet the greatest challenge of my life on the highest mountain in the western part of the kingdom, when I would end my life myself!
I thought I could finally rest in peace, but when I opened my eyes, I found that I had appeared in a strange environment, with nothing but endless darkness and an inexhaustible emptiness that had been haunting my heart.
Ah!! I want to get out!
I want to get out of here, even for a moment!
Get out of this darkness where there is nothing but nothingness!It's now! No one can stop me! Swear by the name of my kingdom's sword master, Leo! Whoever stands in my way will die by my sword!