Shi Yao woke up in the darkness.

Thick black, not a gleaming black.

She didn't seem to feel the presence of her own body, nor could she feel her own spirit, and it seemed that only her consciousness had awakened from the darkness.

"You're awake."

A thought came from the darkness, and it was instantly captured by Shi Yao.

"Who are you?" Shi Yao's consciousness asked, "Where am I?" ”

"I am the Emissary of the Wind Habitat, and you are still in the Secret Realm of the Wind Habitat." He said, "You are so injured that you should have been sleeping in the Wind Habitat Secret Realm forever, but you have a heavy karma entanglement in your body, and you have a strong luck in your body, so I will wake you up and give you a chance." ”

Hearing him say this, Shi Yao, who only had a consciousness, didn't have much emotion at all, as if she was ruthless, joyless, sad, fearless.

She knows her past and the future she wants, but for some reason, at this moment she seems to be particularly sober, very calm, without greed, without desires, and without distractions.

She has only one consciousness, a perception that can distinguish between right and wrong.

Shi Yao knew that she seemed to be in a very wonderful situation at this time, but as a consciousness, she was not too surprised and curious about it, and only said, "What chance?" ”

He said, "Look—"

For a moment, Shi Yao seemed to be standing on a distant height, looking down at everything below:

In the noisy market, there are vendors selling steamed buns, fruits, and utensils, as well as commoners who play, begging beggars, and wealthy people or officials who pass by...... Some people work hard, and some people enjoy it comfortably; Some laughed excitedly, others wept sadly; Some people are ambitious, and some people are disappointed......

There are those in power in the mortal world who serve the country and the people, and there are also those who want to harm others and themselves. The slaves at the bottom have some who can get by, and some who are disgruntled and rise up to resist......

There are monks with low talents who have escaped into the red dust away from the immortal cultivation world, controlling the mortal court and becoming the "heaven" above the heads of mortals; There are also those who do not believe in their own shortcomings, which is the predetermined destiny of their lives, and they insist on competing with the sky.

There are those who soar into the sky, and there are those who sink into the sand halfway.

Some people have destroyed a city with a single finger, and others have built walls with their own flesh and blood for faith.

Whether it is the mortal world, or the immortal cultivation world, whether it is a mortal or a monk, a demon beast or a demon ...... All living beings in the world have their own independent wills, and there are naturally similarities in each different will.

Different races compete with each other for interests, and some sacrifice their lives for the righteousness and belief in their hearts, and even exterminate their races.

In the endless competition, some people never flinch, some people join in anger, some people leave in frustration, and some people remain cold from the beginning to the end.

The life and death of the creatures of heaven and earth, gathering and dispersing, coming and going, are like a never-ending river, each living creature is a small drop that forms the river, and countless small droplets are condensed together to form a slowly flowing river, running to the unknown distance.

Shi Yao silently looked at the river and heard Him say:

"The world is up and down, the waves are washing the sand, you seem to swim up in this rushing river, but in the end you are just being pushed along the river. All living beings in the world have a certain number, and since the beginning of their birth they have had their own burdens, and their destiny has long been determined, no matter how they go and how they struggle, they will eventually end up on the same path. ”

"Life on the road seems to be long, and it is not enough to look at the past in life."

The voice asked Shi Yao: "Would you like to walk on the riverbank and watch the long river of fate with me?" ”

Shi Yao was still puzzled: "I don't understand what kind of existence you are, how can I follow you to see the long river of fate?" ”

"I am the Emissary of the Wind Habitat, you can think of me as a will under the rules of the Wind Habitat Secret Realm." He said, "If you are willing to 'go up the riverbank' with me, you will be free from all beings like me." But you can continue to swim among beings as long as you want, and the so-called predetermined destiny in the river can no longer hinder you. ”

Shi Yao: "Why do you insist that I 'land' with you, and what is your most fundamental purpose?" If I promise you, can I continue to be myself? ”

"The Wind Habitat Secret Realm needs your luck, and if you are willing to 'land', you are naturally yourself. As long as you want, you can still be me, thousands of me can be you, my power is your power, and you and I no longer need to be separated from you and me at that time. ”

Shi Yao refused, "No, I still only want to be myself, to be a pure self, I don't want to be you, and I don't want you to be me." ”

"You still don't understand, you don't understand what it means to be like this, and you don't understand how much opportunity you will miss if you refuse today. People in the world have been cultivating for a hundred years, ten thousand years, thousands of years, and thousands of years, but I am afraid that they will not be able to reach the land under my feet, let alone spy on the higher scenery like me. If you promise me, you will be able to cross the river directly, stand with me on the shore, and explore the more subtle meanings. ”

Shi Yao still disagreed, "Although I think what you said is very reasonable, I also know that I should promise you is the smartest choice." But since I am my own consciousness, I have to follow my choice from the beginning, and I am ready to go forward on a long journey. ”

"Even if you can't get what you want in your life, or you only go halfway and then you have no choice but to sink into the sand, you don't regret it?"

Shi Yao: "If it really comes to that time, I don't know if I don't regret it, I only know that I should do it." ”

"Are you going to bow to your fate?"

Shi Yao: "I don't know what my fate is, and I don't want to bow to any fate. It's that I should go my own way, not the road you paved for me. ”

At this time, the river in Shi Yao's "eyes" suddenly trembled, and then Shi Yao returned to darkness.

In the darkness came another will, saying, "So so, so it is." ”

Immediately, Shi Yao felt that her consciousness suddenly sank, as if her consciousness had returned to her embrace.

She felt her body again, and she felt her soul.

She kept falling, and all at once it seemed to fall deeper into darkness.

She seemed to have fallen into the wind of hunting, and it was as if she was being carried by an invisible wind and flew quickly.

There seemed to be an ethereal word blowing in the wind:

"Although you only want to be a pure self, you know that you are no longer a pure individual, and you are not alone. It's a pity, it's a pity—"

(End of chapter)