What's so good about being human?

Simon Kuan didn't know before, and now he doesn't know even more.

When I was a child, in order to prevent the people in the village from dying from time to time, I secretly vowed to change the status quo in the future, and also to learn the Tao, and then protect one side and not let people die.

When he grew up, he learned the Dao Fa, but from the moment he cultivated, someone was destined to die because of him.

When he found out about this, Ximen Kuan was very tormented in his heart.

He came to cultivate, but the original intention of cultivating was to protect people, not to harm people.

At that time, a few senior brothers comforted him, saying that cultivation is like this, how can you subdue demons and eliminate demons without strength, and how can you fight against evil ways and demons?

But if you want power, then you can only do this, there is no way, and if you become a mortal, you will die faster.

And the power of mortals to support them and let them cultivate the Tao is also to protect mortals in disguise.

This saves people first to save themselves, saves the people first to save the immortals, immortals can't be saved, who cares if mortals live or die.

At that time, Simon Kuan was persuaded and thought that it should be so.

The way of the world is like this, even if he vaguely feels that it is wrong, but everyone does it, it is nothing.

It has always been that way, and that's right.

According to the past, Ximen Kuan will wait for a long time, just like other senior brothers, and even his peers in the world, not too long, only a few decades, and his feelings will be indifferent.

When a person has been in a trance for decades, or even just in a trance, and many years have passed outside, it will naturally become numb.

Even if he misses the old and sees that he is still very young, but his parents have long since died, his children and nephews have grown up to be independent, and his childhood playmates have become old, he will sigh and then become more numb.

And after a hundred years, a qualified monastic will appear.

Because I'm used to it.

Cultivators and mortals are destined to be different.

After those advanced realms, it may be a retreat, or even a dozing, and outside it will turn from a young child to an adult.

The concept of time makes them different.

But something happened in the middle.

In the tenth year of his monasticism, Simon Kuan returned to his hometown by chance, and then he saw it.

Childhood playmates, those who were willing to be 'demons', died only one.

And that one, because of the destruction of his family, became extremely crazy, and Simon Kuan could see that if he died, he would definitely give birth to a ghost.

It's just that

Why him?

Why their village?

It's not an evil way, it's not a demon way, it's not a demon or a monster, what happens to this situation, Ximen Kuan can see that it's only the cultivation method of their sect.

This is the problem that causes them to be fed.

If this matter is not your turn, then it is naturally hanging high, and you can comfort yourself that this is too far away, and the persuasion of the senior brothers is also reasonable.

It can happen to someone close to you.

Ximen Kuan didn't know if it was himself, but he cultivated this method, whether it was or not, he had a share in the death of the people in the village.

It was he who ate his playmates!

And his parents and relatives at home are just trying to live, he has not changed the status quo, the same as before, no, at least his former playmates are not dead

The original intention of the monastic path was to protect the village from no more dead.

But now that he has cultivated the Tao, he has not achieved anything, but he has died again.

What's the use of this practice?

That being the case, it is better not to suffer, so why struggle here!

On that day, he killed all the living creatures in the village.

Instead of being absorbed by these people or being eaten by demons, it is better to take the initiative and kill people yourself, so that when they die, they will not be absorbed by the cultivation of the Fa, and they will not have to worry about the evil demons coming from outside.

It was also from that time that Ximen Kuan had a thought in his heart.

Cultivation cannot save the world, and people cannot survive.

Muramura, I'm not a human being!

Later, he met the Dye Sect and was fascinated by its ideas, so he entered the gate of the Dye Sect and became one of the messengers who spread the glow of the fallen monarch.

This Ji country is his demonic disaster.

With the supernatural power of reversal, this Ji country will fall up and down, and force out those demonic obstacles of the righteous and evil paths, even if they don't turn into demons, they will become more and more strange day by day, until they are finished.

And mortals, that is naturally into the wall of the fallen king, from then on the life is upside down, and no longer from the attention of this world.

What a plan!

What a future!

Why

"Why!"

The walls shook and then quickly extended. No, it's not extended, it doesn't seem to have changed much, but in Song Yin's eyes, the wall has just become taller, and it seems to occupy his entire field of vision.

Obviously, he could see other things when he turned his head, but in the dark, there was something that prevented him from turning his head, and his entire vision was occupied by this wall.

Wall. That's everything!

"Why ruin my hard work!"

There was a rumbling sound inside the wall, and a bloated body faintly appeared on the entire wall.

The body is the same color as the wall, and the outline of the body occupies the entire wall, as if the wall is it, it is the wall, and it is for the swollen body, but this body has no head, but I don't know what it looks like.

"Come in too! Just come in, ruin my hard work, and pay it back with your whole life! ”

It's not that easy to die.

Ximen Kuan also knew that he couldn't deal with this guy, but he couldn't, he could always be a fallen king!

This is a fallen king, and it is impossible for people to look directly at its glorious existence, as long as it appears, the life around it will definitely be purified.

There are very few people who build the foundation realm who can resist this majesty.

It's just that letting the fallen king come out is not without a price, first of all, he is not alive.

But if you can't let the people of Ji be protected by the fallen king, if you are stopped by the person in front of you, what is the difference between being alive and not living?

Kill the obstacle in front of him, and his own descendants will make up for him to fall into the king's way!

It's all about saving the world!

All for the people of the world to suffer no more!

After shouting two sentences, Ximen Kuan's mind began to be hazy, he knew that his existence was running out, but this also showed that the fallen monarch was about to appear.

He could feel the emperor's joy.

Right, you should be happy, because you can spread the glory to your heart's content. Fallen king.

He even saw the outline of the body inside the wall, and gradually stretched out his hand and aimed it at Song Yin.

That's right, the mortal in front of you, you just need to do it, you can.

"Help! Let me out, beg! ”

In the walls, words rang out very clearly, and there was no sense of obscurity.

Ximen Kuan, who also made his sanity begin to dissipate, felt that his sanity was about to stop.

No, it's the wisdom that wants to stop, and it's back again.

What do you mean?

The fallen monarch is begging for mercy?

(End of chapter)