Around the marble cemetery, sparse pine trees and tall birch trees grow.

White snow, drifting in the air, fell into the cemetery.

A stone monument painted in red stands in front of a large cemetery.

The slaves who swept the cemetery diligently swept the snow that fell on the grave in the narrow aisles of the cemetery.

Because it was blocked by the towering stone tomb, most of the slaves in the cemetery did not see the roots standing in front of the stone monument.

The few who saw the slaves with roots stood stiff and motionless.

These immovable slaves have lost their control over their bodies.

They could only stay where they were, looking at Yougen's back, shocked and frightened on their faces.

And Yougen was in front of the stele, silent for a long time, before he reached out his right hand towards the top of the stele.

The palm of his right hand brushed the top of the snow-covered stone tablet, and his face looked a little indifferent.

He opened his mouth and sighed softly.

"That place. ”

"It's peaceful, isn't it?"

"That place. ”

"There won't be any strife, will it?"

Yougen raised his head slightly and took a deep breath.

He withdrew his right hand, and the muscles on his face looked a little stiff.

"Have you been reunited with the people who love you?"

"Have you been reunited with your loved ones?"

Yougen lowered his head and looked at the stone tablet in front of him, his face expressionless.

His tone was a little low.

"That place. ”

In the root's eyes, the pupils flickered slightly.

The corners of his mouth gradually curled.

"Is it really zài?"

"If. It's true. ”

"Me, can I still meet her?"

Yougen raised his right hand slightly, and silver light flashed from his hand, and the hilt of the broadsword was held in his hand.

He lowered his head with a smile on his face and looked at the broadsword in his hand.

He looked at the blade of the broadsword, and looked at the mottled rust all over the sword.

"The years. ”

"Is it, only in memory?"

"Time. ”

"Can you really stay?"

Yougen retracted the smile on his face and looked up. Looking at the stone monument painted in red letters in front of him.

In his eyes, two rays of light appeared, and the dark pupils appeared even deeper.

"Coming here, I've experienced despair, I've experienced failure. ”

"There are many gains, and there are many losses. ”

"Just three years. ”

"Almost. It became the whole of my life. ”

"What brought me here may be the so-called fate. ”

"Maybe these three years are the fate I have to endure. ”

"The world I was in three years ago was a real dream. ”

"Huh. ”

Arigen chuckled. The corners of his mouth are more upturned, but the look on his face is very lonely.

He raised his head again and looked at the white clouds above him, stopping in the sky.

"This world. It's really amazing. ”

"It's really amazing to go through this kind of thing. ”

"The Western Wilderness, Middle-earth. Southern Xinjiang, Northern Plains. ”

"Haha, hahaha......"

Yougen opened his mouth, and a series of laughs came out of his mouth, but hot tears flowed from his eyes that were shining.

His face was sad, and the laughter that came out of his mouth gradually stopped.

"Tao, Buddha, and demons. ”

Yougen lowered his head, deliberately accentuating his tone, and his voice gradually became higher.

He looked at the stone tablet in front of him, and the sadness on his face became more and more serious.

"Monsters, ordinary people, slaves, cultivators. ”

"Counties, sects, monasteries. ”

"These make up the world. ”

Yougen's face was cold and solemn, and he no longer shed tears.

His eyes, washed with tears, were extremely bright at this moment.

"But the world shouldn't be like this. ”

Yougen raised his right hand, closed his straight fingers, and turned his palm towards the sky.

With the five fingers of his right hand, he pointed to the red characters painted by cinnabar on the stone tablet.

"Vendetta, misunderstanding. ”

"Oppression, rebellion. ”

"Conquest, aggression. ”

"Killing, betrayal. ”

"These things can be left without zài. ”

"All qiē can be changed. ”

"And to change all the qiē, maybe, is my life. ”

Yougen lowered his head, looked at the palm of his right hand, and slowly curled his five fingers.

The five fingers of his right hand were clenched into fists.

"Senior brother, you're right. ”

"Maybe, it's really providential. ”

There is a root, and gradually closes his eyes.

Throughout the vast field, strong winds raged, and the snow suddenly became dense.

In the dense snow, the sound of roots echoed.

It is as sharp as the wind and as tactful as flowing water.

Every word, every sentence, is clear.

Tens of millions of people in the Western Wilderness heard this voice clearly.

"People who are born and raised, their fate can only depend on themselves. ”

"It's reality, it's not cruelty. ”

"All things in the world will multiply if they exist. ”

"Life is endless, and it will naturally go back and forth, is this heavenly?"

"Plundering and exploiting, strengthening oneself and damaging the heavens and the earth, what is the way of heaven?"

"The most despicable deeds are regarded as the axioms of the world. ”

"So, there are people who cultivate. ”

"So, there's a demonic form. ”

"Actually, the origin of soul consciousness has never changed. ”

"People, still people. ”

"The demon who has changed shape is still a demon. ”

The loud voice echoed throughout the Western Wilderness, everywhere.

It resounded throughout the wasteland, in everyone's ears.

Arigen paused for a moment, then gradually opened his eyes.

"A person who cultivates the Tao takes other people's things and makes offerings. ”

"Bloodthirsty demons, cannibal flesh, shortcuts to words. ”

"What is the use of continuing the ancient precepts of 10,000 years?"

"What is the use of a thousand-year-old system?"

"Always, it's not just demons who kill. ”

"People, too, are killing. ”

"Just because, the world has been distorted. ”

"It's just because, the weak people in this world don't understand most of the time. ”

"Our destiny can be held in our own hands. ”

"How to live, how to die. ”

"These should be our rights. ”

"Heaven dictates, what we get is ours!"

One word, one sentence.

Like a morning bell and a dusk drum, it sounded on the wasteland.

In fact, the words spoken by Yougen at this time are difficult and profound, but they contain a fatal attraction.

No one or demon in the wasteland can understand.

But after listening to the words of the people or demons, they all felt the vitality in their bodies, and gradually surged.

In addition to the strong people who had already been banned and originally belonged to the major cultivation sects, many cultivators who had taken refuge in the roots felt that their cultivation had suddenly improved a lot.

Originally, he belonged to the root camp and cultivated the Tao Te Ching, among the five people who had just realized the void, and suddenly touched the threshold of the empty light.

And Chi You, Hawkbeak, Bayu, and Fu Lei have all entered the void.

The demonic barrier that was supposed to prevent the four of them from breaking through the realm was pressed to the corner of the soul by the deep meaning contained in Yougen's words. (To be continued......)

PS: Hmm.

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