40,000 Years of Cultivation

For a moment, the cracks in the night sky appeared extraordinarily bright.

It's really like the legendary lightning crisscrossing each other.

In the light of "lightning", the eyes of the devil are also like crystal clear gems, shining with a light called "sincerity".

Under the shroud of this light, the young man felt deeply guilty, and felt self-blame for deceiving the devil, and was almost about to fall.

"He knows! He knows that I have met a boxing champion and have the mission of a boxing champion!"

In Gus's heart, a voice screamed.

After taking a few deep breaths, he barely held his mind, and looked at the dark night sky and the bottomless universe beyond the cracks. Gus said in a daze, "Give me a reason, tell me why I want to help you. Break through this illusory and painful world and go to another universe that is equally painful and illusory?"

"Because it's closer to'real' there."

Lu Qingchen paused and said, "Furthermore, this is the only thing we can do."

"The only... thing that can be done?"

Gus opened his mouth, wanting to say that there are so many things they can do, including enjoying eternal life in a perfect paradise.

But think about it carefully, if the world is virtual, then everything that happens in this world, whether it is enjoyment, struggle, suffering, or struggle, is not "what people want to do", just the Creator allows them. , Or even manipulate them, order them to do just things.

They can't choose at all, and they won't even realize the existence of the option.

In an illusory world created by an all-knowing and all-powerful Creator, everything is false, and only one thing can be true.

That is to resist the Creator, find the loopholes in the illusory world, go to a higher level of the real universe, and-kill the Creator!

"It seems that you already understand what I mean."

The devil looked at the young man, his eyes gradually filled with a smile, "How about you, would you like to join me?"

The devil stretched out his hand to the young man, but the young man was shaking.

The boy licked his lips and tremblingly said, "I, I don't know, you will not succeed."

"It depends on your definition of success."

Lu Qingchen said, “Everyone is going to die after all, and even the world they live in will turn into wisps of dust after hundreds of millions of years, but this doesn’t mean everything they did when they were alive. It doesn't make sense, and it doesn't mean that they have never succeeded.

"Many times, victory may not be the only way to defeat the Creator. As long as you muster the courage to tear off the puppets behind you, sound the horn of battle to the Creator, and pursue a higher level of truth, this is a kind of success, and dare to do so. People who do--no matter what shape they are, are composed of data, cells, or electricity, I think they are truly human.

"Now, two roads are in front of you, Gus, are you going to be a virtual human for a lifetime under the mercy of the Creator in a perfect eternal paradise, or are you willing to be with me in chaos and darkness? In the real world, we have to overcome all obstacles, slay tigers and dragons, endure all the pain and torture, face our creator, and become a real human being in the process of fierce battle with him?"

Gus's breathing started quickly.

The devil painted him an extremely magnificent and tragic picture, a real life that he had never thought of, clearly painful and cruel, but full of attraction.

"and then?"

The boy heard himself in a ghostly voice and muttered, "Suppose, I mean suppose, I really helped you defeat the boxing king, destroy the world of boxing god, and escape to the Pangu universe, what will happen? What?

"According to your statement, the Pangu universe was also created by a higher level of intelligent life. Above your heads, there are also creators similar to the champion of boxing. You, no, we may even be in a certain story. , A trivial supporting role, what should we do?"

"Close your eyes and imagine that you live in a small village surrounded by mountains. Although you have no worries about food and clothing, you always feel aggrieved. Since you were young, you have big ambitions and want to leave the village to see the outside world."

The devil said, "One day, you will grow into a young man with strong muscles and bones, and you have prepared enough food and equipment. You finally set off, climbing all the way, rotten hands and feet and even broken bones, scarred all the way, climbing to an unprecedented level. The realm has conquered the peak that was once unattainable and unattainable.

"As a result, when you stand on top of the summit, breathing thin and stubborn air, and looking at the world farther away, all you see are endless mountains, and a mountain is higher than a mountain— What should you do at this time?

"There is only one way to go, and that is to continue climbing and conquer all the mountains as far as you can see, until the crisscrossing scars tear your body apart, the crisscrossed rocks grind every bone of yours, your last drop of blood Drained, the corpse shattered, and life ended completely.

"The mountain is there, what else can we do besides constantly climbing?"

Gus was silent.

I was in a daze, as if I was really hanging on the mountainside with scars. I looked up, and there was a lofty mountain ridge surrounded by clouds and mist. I could faintly hear the neighing of beasts and birds. I don’t know when I can climb to the peak, let alone whether behind the peak. A mountain is higher than a mountain.

Looking down, I am familiar with a small mountain village surrounded by mountains.

Climbing upward is difficult, and there is no end to it.

But he has seen the vast world on the mountainside, and knows that he has the ability to climb to the top.

Condescendingly overlooking the occluded mountain village and the past life, I feel that I retreat back. It is such an unbearable thing to spend my whole life in the mountain village.

Whether it is up or down, where to go, the young man is deeply hesitant.

"You ask me, if Pangu universe is really a scene in a story, and we are all characters in the story, what should I do?"

Lu Qingchen smiled and said faintly, "This is the biggest difference between me and Li Yao-Li Yao will never think about such a problem, as long as he can defend the Pangu universe and the small world of 40,000 years of cultivation. I'm satisfied.

"But my words, I will definitely try my best to escape from the story of 40,000 years of cultivation and ascend to a higher dimensional universe, find the creator of 40,000 years of cultivation, and then kill him.

"Yes, if the Pangu universe and the world of 40,000 years of cultivation are really a story, then only by killing the author of the story can we have real life, be considered a real human being, and be closer to the ultimate reality.

"Of course, this is destined to be an extremely long and difficult journey. It would be too boring to embark on such a journey alone, so I have been looking for travel companions and comrades in arms. You are lucky. You are the first one I like. Once, how about, are you willing to ascend with me to kill all creators who override us and manipulate our destiny, slaughter the gods and prove the Tao, and become a real human being?"