A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

"I always wanted you to live once for yourself."

Mu Yu's voice became very hoarse, and his mood was very low. After the punch, he seemed to have broken all his hopes by himself.

The dead wood was silent for a long time before responding: "Everyone has their own way of living."

"So your living method is to sacrifice yourself to live for others at all times? You don't want to take the position of Master Yundan Master and leave the Danding School, which is obviously a genius of alchemy, but learns the poison that everyone avoids. Technique, making myself unpopular, becoming the owner of Kaixu Ding, and not willing to take away the chaotic yin and yang, like the teacher and the mother to silently quit, to save my master for her, and even give her life in the end, you like this What is the reward of your living method? No one knows you, you have nothing! Nothing!"

The stubborn and good-looking person has always lived for others, and never lived for himself. Once living in the misunderstanding of others, even death is so worthless to mention, no one knows what he did And no one knows who he is.

No one knew him except Muyu.

Mu Yu felt unworthy of the dead wood. He always wanted to make the dead wood live again, to live for himself once, not always to accommodate others.

What does that life mean?

Withered wood looked at Muyu lying on the ground, he moved his lips, his eyes flashed with satisfaction, without any regrets and regrets: "I am not nothing, I have a son."

It was his son who was angry on the ground.

Mu Yu stunned slightly, and his breathing became a little quick, as if something choked his throat, making him speechless.

With a son.

This sentence is like a giant hand, lifting the mountain that Muyu's heart was depressed for a long time, and let the inexplicable fire of Muyu's chest gradually dissipate, as if a beam of sunlight shone into his heart and dispelled his haze. The lost power slowly returned to him, and the shrivelled chest bulged again.

Some strange emotions flooded my mind, making Mu Yu's eyes a little hazy.

"What do the world think of me? What I care about is the eyes of his son. He understands me, and that's enough."

Withered wood looked at Muyu, as if talking to himself, or as if explaining a certain fact.

Withered wood's emotions are always so simple, so simple, so simple that Muyu can't refute it.

Mu Yu was lying on the ground, looking at the inscriptions above the Kaixu Ding, pretending to put all his attention on it, he could feel his heartbeat, so real, he felt for the first time that life seemed to have a new weight It turns out that life can also flow like this, in some strange form flowing in Muyu's body.

Between the two of them, life seems to be more than just life, but has become another precious thing.

He didn't speak anymore, instead thinking about what life is all about?

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

He didn't like to kill life before, he liked the prosperity of life, but after stepping out of the Mo Yun Mountains, he learned to kill, and the countless lives he had accumulated in his hands, he even buried the whole Dongsha city by himself.

When his hands were covered with blood, his life became insignificant to him, and he could take away those **** people without hesitation.

But in the face of his own life, he always couldn't let go. He knew that his life was not his own, so he had to give it back to that person.

The self-cultivation world is full of scams, and the self-cultivator can be worthless for a certain magic weapon, whether it is family or friendship, they don’t hesitate to kill their brothers, their masters, and their own partner……

He had seen them all, just like the disciples Tang Yang and Li Yuan of the Jiuhua School who were handicapped for the sake of the Yanma, the Beast, and the Spirit; the Danding School used his apprentice Xu Ziye as a tool for revenge Discard it; in Wuqiu City, in order to collect soul points in exchange for the Soul Sword, Zhang Qian, as a brother, wanted to kill his brother Wen Li; the Valley Master of the Golden Wolf Valley killed in order to worship Heaven and Cheng Cheng. My brother and master, Meng Po killed her husband for the twins...

Killing people for the benefit is the norm in the realm.

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

The deacon seeks to help the gray disciples no longer be humiliated and fights to death; the unknown swordsman breaks the sword for the beloved girl willing to pay his own heart; Lu Xianshi is willing to use his life to atone for the wrongs committed; for the family to finally lay down the wood of dignity Tianhe; willing to sacrifice his old turtle and deer boss for the Kraken King; Yundan Taoist who is unwilling to succumb to the righteousness; the drug master who is willing to bear the burden of the burden to protect the doormen; the Xuanzhengtang family who is not willing to betray the benefactor, generously righteous He Jinglong, the old city owner; obviously he didn't cultivate himself as the grandfather of the village chief who had to die to protect Muyu.

Like the tranquility of burning his life to save him.

It's like a dead tree that has lived for others and sent its own life.

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

Mu Yu has always wondered what life is, he can feel the flow of life, but he can't penetrate life. When the life in his own body became heavy, he couldn't give up even more.

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

What is life?

What is the purpose of the cultivation person to cultivate immortals with limited life?

Just to be strong? Or to explore the breadth of life?

The length of human life is about the same, more or less for decades, but the life of the same length, but the width is different. Some people's lives are as thin as a thread. They are narrow in life, and nothing can be left after death. Some people's lives can be as wide as the sea, and their lives can be as vast as the tide.

It is life to live vigorously for yourself.

Living for others at all times is also life.

Mu Yu looked at the inscription over the Kaixu Ding, while the dead wood looked at him silently.

"You are important to me." The dead wood broke the silence and said reluctantly.

Muyu closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Although I am not a responsible dad, but no dad is willing to lose his son's life." Wither said.

"What about me? Should I watch my dad live like this?" Mu Yu asked lowly.

"Your life is more important than mine."

Mu Yu said coldly: "You just look down on yourself that way? You are also a rare genius in the world, whether it is Array, Pill Dao, Poison Dao, all proficient. If you survive, how can the white world act unscrupulously?"

"Baijie is afraid of me by three points, but he knows me and knows how to deal with me. You are different, he doesn't understand you, you have an advantage, you have life and death, you are also the eternal life, Tianjian and array, As well as the field of Lord Yumeng Ling, you can bring him unexpected blows," said Drywood simply.

After a while, the dead wood said, "In order to protect the world protected by your master, you must also live."

Muyu clenched her fists.

"Why must I protect this world?"

"Because Feng Haochen handed this over to you," said Drywood.

Muyu sat up again, clenched her teeth, and her thoughts were chaotic. Master wants to protect the entire Triple Heaven, and for the sake of all the Triple Heaven, Master can make any sacrifices, cultivation and life.

But Muyu didn't want to.

Mu Yu never thought how great he was. He was just a person, and now he has a powerful ability. He is still a person after all. He did not destroy his seven emotions and six desires, so there were people's emotions.

People in the realm world are sinister, and they deceive me. When he came out of Luochen Mountain, he thought he would inherit the will of the master to protect the realm world and become the so-called savior. But when he saw the ugly side of the realm, he was tired, he found and Not everyone deserves to be saved.

Especially when the self-cultivators began to defame Jianying Chenfeng, Muyu was extremely angry. Master has made tremendous sacrifices for this world and has never done anything that is sorry to the world, but what did he get in the end? Defamation, defamation, destruction of his statue, shouting and killing his apprentice.

No matter how insidious and cunning the Mie Palace is, www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is not an excuse for the innocent to slander the sword shadow dust wind. As long as he is a little bit brainy, he will not doubt the true **** with only a few words.

Isn't the master trying to protect this kind of stupid and greedy self-cultivator who is afraid of death?

If it is, then Muyu can't do it.

He can go through the flames for the people he cares about, regardless of his body, even if it is his own life, it does not matter, he is not afraid of death at all. He can spare his life to protect the family members of Qingshui City, protect the relatives of Luochen Mountain, protect the villagers of Liushui Village, protect Qiao Xue and Tianran, protect those who are looking for the old, Lu Xianshi, Yundan Taoist, medicine master, Zhuge Xiaosheng In order to protect the family of Xuanzhengtang and the old city, who had nothing to do with him, to protect Xiao Chenxi and Xiao Qingfan who were not afraid of death.

He can fight to protect these people and kill them.

But he will never blindly die for those selfish and stupid innocents.

"I don't want to protect this world."

Muyu clenched her fists.

Withered wood just looked at Muyu. He knew Muyu, what Muyu was thinking, and what happened to Dongsha City, withered wood was also clear. Even if the killing power affects Muyu, making him unable to distinguish right from wrong, and losing his own judgment, Muyu still strives to maintain the final reason, and let the well-meaning old city owner decide for him, the old city mainly saves the whole city, he will To save.

At that time, Muyu, who could not control the killing power, only hoped that she would not do anything wrong.

If it was not the people of Dongsha City who killed the old city owner and became the last straw that crushed the camel, Dongsha City would not be destroyed by Muyu.

Now Muyu has suppressed the killing power, but he has seen the nature of the innocent, and it is difficult to let Muyu put down his prejudices to save everyone.

He does not expect his life to be as vast and as vast as the Master, he just wants to make his life a little clearer, nothing more.