"I've always wanted you to live for yourself once. ”

Mu Yu's voice became very hoarse, and his mood was also very low, but after that punch came out, his whole person seemed to have broken all hope with his own hands.

Deadwood was silent for a long time before responding, "Everyone has their own way of living. ”

"So your way of life is to sacrifice yourself at all times to live for others? You are unwilling to take away the position of Yundan Master and leave the Danding faction, you are obviously an alchemy genius, but you go to learn the poison art that everyone avoids, make yourself unpopular, become the master of the Kaixu Ding and are unwilling to take away the chaotic yin and yang, like the master and silently quit, for her to save my master, and in the end even give your own life, what reward do you get for such a way of living? No one understands you, you have nothing! Nothing!"

That stubborn and good-looking man has always lived for others, never lived for himself, lived in the misunderstanding of others, and even died so worthlessly, no one knew what he did, and no one knew what kind of person he was.

Except for Mu Yu, no one knows him.

Mu Yu felt worthless for the dead wood, and he always wanted to let the dead wood live again, live well for himself, not to accommodate others all the time.

What's the meaning of that kind of life?

Deadwood looked at Mu Yu lying on the ground, he moved his lips, his eyes flashed with satisfaction and relief, without any regrets and regrets: "I don't have nothing, I have a son." ”

It was his son who was lying on the ground and was angry.

Mu Yu was slightly stunned, and his breathing became a little rapid, as if something was choking his throat, making him speechless.

I had a son.

This sentence is like a giant hand, lifting the mountain that has been suppressed for a long time in Mu Yu's heart, making the inexplicable fire in Mu Yu's chest gradually dissipate, as if a beam of sunlight shines into his heart, dispelling his haze, and the lost strength slowly returns to him, and his shriveled chest also bulges again.

Some strange emotions welled up in his heart, making Mu Yu's eyes become a little hazy.

"What does the world think of me? All I care about is my son's eyes, and it is enough for him to understand me. ”

Deadwood looked at Mu Yu, as if talking to himself, and as if he was explaining a fact.

Deadwood's emotions are always so simple, so simple that they are so profound, so simple that Mu Yu can't refute them.

Mu Yu lay on the ground, looking at the inscription above the Kaixu Ding, pretending to pay all his attention to it, he could feel his heartbeat, so real, for the first time, he felt that life seemed to have a new weight, it turned out that life could also flow like this, in some strange form in Mu Yu's body.

Between the two of them, life seems to be more than just life, but something else precious.

He didn't speak anymore, but instead pondered what life really is.

What is the purpose of human life? What is the difference between life and death? In what way do the dead live in the world? Do those who live die long ago if they lose their principles?

He didn't like to kill life before, and he liked the prosperity of life, but after walking out of the Moyun Mountain Range, he learned to kill, and he accumulated countless lives in his hands, and he buried the entire Dongsha City with his own hands.

When his hands were covered in blood, life became insignificant to him, and he could not hesitate to take away those who deserved it.

But when facing his own life, he always can't let go, he knows that his life does not belong to him alone, so he has to give it back to that person.

The cultivation world is full of deceit, and cultivators can kill their own brothers and sisters, their masters, and their partners for the sake of a certain magic weapon, whether it is family or friendship, is not worth mentioning......

He has seen all of these, just like Tang Yang and Li Yuan, disciples of the Jiuhua faction who killed each other for the sake of the Yanma beast demon spirit; Shi Dengtian of the Danding faction used his apprentice Xu Zipage as a tool for revenge and discarded it when he used it; when he was in Wuqiu City, in order to collect soul points in exchange for the Soul Sword, Zhang Gan, who was the senior brother, wanted to kill his junior brother Wen Li; the valley master of the Golden Wolf Valley killed his senior brother and master in order to worship Tianjian Cheng as his teacher, and Meng Po killed his husband for the twins......

Killing people for the sake of profit is the norm in the cultivation realm.

However, there are still people in the cultivation realm who work hard for their lives, and they want to live their lives more meaningfully.

Deacon Xun fights in order to help the gray disciples no longer be humiliated and risk death, the nameless swordsman Breaking the Sword is willing to give his heart for the woman he loves, Lu Xianshi is willing to use his life to atone for the mistakes he committed, Mu Tianhe who finally puts down his dignity for the sake of his family, the old turtle and the deer boss who are willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the Siren King, the Yundan Daoist who is unwilling to give in for the sake of righteousness, the medicine master who is willing to endure humiliation and bear the burden for the sake of guarding the gate, the Xuanzhengtang family who is unwilling to betray his benefactor, and the old city lord He Jinglong, who is generous and righteous, and the village chief grandfather who risked his life to protect Mu Yu even though he has not cultivated himself。

It's like burning his own life to save him.

It's like a dead tree that has been living for others and giving away his own life.

It's like sacrificing the monstrous cultivation of the sword shadow and even the endless life in order to protect the world you like.

What life is, Mu Yu has never been able to figure it out, he can feel the flow of life, but he can't understand life. When the life in his own body became heavy, he couldn't give up.

He couldn't figure it out, obviously he knew the words and deeds of the strange old man in front of him very well, but he just couldn't figure it out.

What exactly is life?

What is the purpose of cultivators using their limited lives to cultivate immortals?

Is it just to be strong, or is it to explore the breadth of life?

The length of human life is about the same, more or less a few decades, but the length of life is different. Some people's life is as wide as a thread, their life is narrow, and they have nothing left behind when they die, but some people's lives can be as wide as the sea, and their lives are vast, and the things that can be left behind are like the tide rushing endlessly.

It is life to live for yourself vigorously.

Living for others at all times is also life.

Mu Yu looked at the inscription above the Kaixu Ding, and the dead wood looked at him silently.

"You're important to me. Deadwood broke the silence and said reluctantly.

Mu Yu closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I'm not a responsible father, but no father wants his son to lose his life. "Deadwood Road.

"What about me, should I watch my father live like this?" Mu Yu asked in a low voice.

"Your life is more important than mine. ”

Mu Yu said coldly: "You look down on yourself so much? You are also a rare genius in the world, whether it is a formation technique, a Dan Dao, a poisonous Dao, you are proficient in everything, if you come back to life, how can the White Realm act unscrupulously?"

"Bai Jie is afraid of me, but he knows me and knows how to deal with me. You are different, he doesn't understand you, you have the advantage, you have the two qi of life and death, and you are also an immortal person, the Heavenly Sword and Formation Technique, and the realm of the Yumeng Spirit Lord, you can bring him a surprise blow. Deadwood said simply.

After a while, Deadwood said again: "In order to protect the world that your master guards, you must also live. ”

Mu Yu clenched his fists.

"Why do I have to protect this world?"

"Because Feng Haochen handed this matter over to you. "Deadwood Road.

Mu Yu sat up again, gritting his teeth, his thoughts in a mess. Master wants to protect the entire Triple Heaven, and for the sake of all the people in the Triple Heaven, Master can make any sacrifices, cultivation, and life.

But Mu Yu didn't want to.

Mu Yu never thought that he was great, he was just a person, and now he has a strong ability, he is still a person after all, he has not extinguished his seven emotions and six desires, and there are human emotions.

When he came out of the Falling Dust Mountain, he thought that he was going to inherit the will of his master and protect the cultivation realm and become the so-called savior, but when he saw the ugly side of the cultivators, he got tired of it, and he found that not everyone was worthy of being saved.

Especially when the cultivators began to slander the Sword Shadow Dust Wind, Mu Yu was extremely angry. Master has made great sacrifices for the sake of this world, and has never done anything to be sorry for the world, but what did he get in the end? slandering, slandering, destroying his statue, shouting and killing his disciples.

No matter how insidious and cunning the Triple Palace is to fool the world, this is not an excuse for cultivators to slander Sword Shadow Dust, as long as they have a little brain, they will not doubt the true god just by saying a few words.

Could it be that what Master wants to protect is this kind of stupid, greedy, fearful, and ungrateful cultivators?

If so, then Mu Yu can't do it.

He can go to the soup for the people he cares about, regardless of his life, it doesn't matter, he is not afraid of death at all. He can risk his life to protect the family in Qingshui City, the relatives in Luochen Mountain, the villagers of Liushui Village, Qiao Xue and Tianran, Xun Lao, Lu Xianshi, Yundan Daoren, Medicine Master, Zhuge Xiaosheng and others, protect the Xuanzhengtang family and the old city lord who have nothing to do with him, and protect Xiao Chenxi and Xiao Qingfan who are not afraid of death.

He can fight to protect these people, to kill people.

But he would never blindly send those selfish and stupid cultivators to death.

"I don't want to protect the world. ”

Mu Yu clenched his fists.

Deadwood just looked at Mu Yu, he understood Mu Yu, understood what Mu Yu was thinking, and the matter of Dongsha City, Deadwood was also clear. Even though the killing power affected Mu Yu, making him unable to distinguish between right and wrong, and losing his judgment, Mu Yu still tried to maintain the last sanity, and let the old city lord who knew the righteousness decide for him, and the old city wanted to save the whole city, and he would save it.

At that time, Ki Yu, who was unable to control the power of killing, only hoped that he would not do anything wrong.

If it weren't for the people of Dongsha City who killed the old city lord and became the last straw that crushed the camel's body, Dongsha City would not have been destroyed by Mu Yu himself.

Now Mu Yu has suppressed the killing power, but he has clearly seen the nature of the cultivator, and it is difficult for Mu Yu to let go of his prejudices and save everyone.

He doesn't expect his life to be as vast as Master's, he just wants his life to be clear, that's all.