Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

A fierce battle between Chicheng and Qingyuan lasted for half a day. The two fought from noon to late at night. It was not until the palace where Qingyuan lived was reduced to rubble and the mountain top where the palace was located that the mountain collapsed and rocks were broken, and they finally separated. Win or lose.

This is a tragic victory that belongs to sincerity.

However, when Chicheng, who was covered in blood, finally saw Qingyuan fall and never get up again... the look on his face was no different from that of defeat.

At that time, he had not officially set foot on the path to immortality. He could easily defeat Qing Yuan, who was still in the developmental stage and had been favored by Jin Mu for a long time, and who daily ate the flesh and blood of spiritual beasts, just by instinctively figuring out his Qi. After that, Chicheng left his hometown for more than ten years, experienced many adventures, and continued to grow in strength. As for achieving the Golden Elixir, Chicheng is even more confident that he has achieved the right path... Logically speaking, the gap in strength between him and Qingyuan should have widened dramatically. But after half a day of fierce fighting, Chicheng narrowly escaped death several times. Even the jade sword that he sharpened with his own hands and symbolized his Taoist heart was broken in the battle.

What is the difference between such a tragic victory and failure?

Looking at Qingyuan who was no longer human on the ground, Chicheng felt a little regretful.

"Brother Qingyuan, if you don't go astray..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but shut up.

If Qing Yuan had not "gone astray", perhaps at the moment of the alien invasion more than ten years ago, the entire tribe, including himself, would have become the slaves of others. On this issue, as someone who has been away from home for many years, I really have no qualifications to condescendingly criticize the other party.

However, the dissatisfaction and unwillingness in his heart were like thorns, making it difficult for him to give up.

"Brother Qingyuan, look around you."

As he spoke, Chicheng forcibly performed a sword technique, forcing out a gleam of cold light from the broken jade sword, illuminating the surroundings... Surrounding the ruins of the wooden palace, countless pairs of blood-red and greedy eyes were flashing, like a head. A hungry beast that has almost lost its sanity.

Chicheng whispered: "Not even the tribesmen who are protected and fed by you stand up to help you. Instead, they can't wait to share the flesh and blood of the losers. Otherwise, the victory or defeat will only depend on you and me." A slight difference..."

"Hey, cough!"

On the other side, Qing Yuan couldn't help laughing and coughing, he was obviously seriously injured and about to die but he didn't seem to care.

When Chicheng heard the laughter, he couldn't help but frown and said, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's funny that you have been away from home for decades, and you don't understand the people of the tribe at all. They don't help me, precisely because there is only a slight difference between victory and defeat between us. In this way, there is a possibility of losing both sides. But only Only when both sides suffer, can they have a chance to share our flesh and blood... If it helps me achieve a complete victory, I will not share such precious loot with anyone. "

Chicheng couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and from the corner of his eye, he could see the blood-red eyes around him, already becoming more and more eager to try.

Qingyuan added: "Besides, I laugh even more at those idiots who misjudged you. They only think that people like you who don't eat people are weak and can be bullied no matter how powerful they are... just like those who have been bullied by you all these years. It's the same as the surrounding tribes we eat. Unfortunately, they have forgotten that you are also from this tribe and have the same ruthlessness as me. If you survive, there will be no way for them to survive. Let a bunch of cannibals live.”

Chicheng said in a deep voice: "Such evil ways will cause endless harm, and I will never allow them to spread."

"Hehe, hehehehahaha!"

As if coming back to his senses, Qingyuan suddenly burst out into a burst of thunderous laughter. The laughter shocked the surrounding tribesmen who had almost completed the hunt so much that they couldn't help but retreat. It took a long time before they gradually turned back, driven by greed.

"Evil ways and evil ways will cause endless harm... Sincerely, the world is so big, there are so many evil ways and evil ways! Although you can kill me today, you can only kill me. That big man-eating fish at the bottom of Shanbei Lake, and its roe and grandson , is no less cannibal than me. The strange mountain bird that forced the tribes to migrate here a hundred years ago could blow away half of the mountaintop with one flutter of its feathers, blowing away the flesh and blood of more than ten tribesmen, leaving only their bones. If it’s not evil, what can you do?”

Chicheng said in a deep voice: "I am no match for them now, but the path to immortality is long and I will one day be able to slay demons."

Qingyuan was silent for a while and said: "And by that time, will there be any other way in the world?"

Chicheng said: "There is no need to have it. The thousands of ways in Jiuzhou are not as good as my immortal way."

boom!

With this categorical declaration, the whole world suddenly became gorgeous at this moment. Behind the dark night sky, white-gold light seeped out, illuminating the mountains and immersing everything.

Such a vision made Wang Luo suddenly come back to his senses.

History does not end at this moment, but it undoubtedly opens a new chapter at this moment... For the protagonist in the dream, it is at this moment that the dream becomes truly meaningful.

Beside me, the Lord of Heaven said: "How is it? After watching this story of Immortal Ancestor's Determination, what do you think?"

Wang Luo thought about it and said, "So in essence, the Immortal Ancestor is a crazy person who was stimulated by his close friends in his hometown?"

"Everyone who attains enlightenment and ascends has some degree of demonic confusion. Master, he is able to stay in the mortal world for decades just to keep his beard shiny and flawless. Isn't this not demonic? As for Senior Sister, I am no longer worthy of being possessed by demonic confusion. It describes her. And how could the Immortal Ancestor who created the prosperous age of magic not be crazy? However, it was also thanks to his magic that the subsequent dream was easy to weave. "

As he spoke, the scenery on both sides of the long river began to pass by at a faster speed.

There is obviously no need to look at some less important history, not to mention the tens of thousands of years of history since the Immortal Ancestor attained enlightenment. It was condensed into a few days along the long river. It is impossible to savor every scene in detail. As a bystander, it is enough to see a few important nodes.

"Since then, Chicheng has devoted all his life to the exploration of the immortal way. For hundreds of years, he has hardly slacked off at all, and all external temptations and disturbances cannot shake him. For thousands of years in the old immortal calendar, There are only a handful of people who are as dedicated as him, and since he does have God’s blessing, it is logical that he will eventually ascend.”

Wang Luo nodded silently.

The Lord of Heaven sighed again: "For him, there is no other way but to move forward and keep moving forward. He lost his father when he was young, and his mother returned to Jinmu early, leaving almost no attachment to him. His only amiable brother, Qing Yuan, was killed by his own hands, and even his entire hometown tribe was wiped out by him after that night. He was a man who had completely lost his hometown, and even recalling the past would touch his wounds, so he could only move forward bravely. ...I went to create my hometown away from home with my own hands.”

Wang Luo couldn't help but ask: "So, when he was the Lord of Heavenly Court, even though he knew that Heavenly Court was fundamentally unsustainable, he was still... stubborn?"

"Yes, he destroyed his hometown with his own hands, how could he be willing to destroy another one? What's more, deep down in his heart, he was always worried about Qingyuan's death, so he couldn't use a sharp knife like Qingyuan in many things. You see, for Qingyuan, what should we do if we encounter a foreign invasion and the tribe is not strong enough to resist? If the tribe is criticized and the people are distracted, what should we do? Well. In fact, in that prehistoric era, Qingyuan’s judgments, although cruel, were often not perfect.”

Wang Luo couldn't help but laugh after hearing this: "Are you trying to excuse yourself?"

The Lord of Heaven said: "Yes, many times when I have no choice but to make a decision, I have to tell myself that this is the optimal solution, and there is no ideal perfect ending. Even if it is as strong as Immortal Ancestor Chicheng, or as outrageous as Senior Sister Lu Zhiyao , you have to make countless compromises, and the price of stubbornness may be extremely tragic... I would rather be Qingyuan than the immortal ancestor Chicheng who never turned back."

"So, have you ever eaten anyone?"

"I have eaten it, and if necessary, I can eat it again at any time." The Lord of Heaven did not mind at all, "The Immortal Desert has been facing each other for thousands of years, and those who died under my hands, whether they were the Immortal Alliance members, the true immortals of Heaven, or the Immortal Servants, have long been dead. There are countless of them, and it would be a bit naive to ask me if I cannibalize people. However, it is appropriate for you to ask this question, because your hands have not been dirty yet, and some things require someone who has never dirty their hands. People do it.”

Wang Luo couldn't help but feel moved when he heard this: "What you call inheritance handover, could it be..."

"Oh, don't worry, you will know when the time comes. Well, you can take a more serious look at this period of history. This is the scene when Shi Suying broke through the catastrophe and forcibly ascended. At that time, he used mortal means to kill The death of the real immortal, replacing him, is indescribable in the shock to the immortals in heaven. Even if everyone is not in danger, at least people are panicked..."

Wang Luo couldn't help but frown when he heard this, and when he saw with his own eyes the fearful and mean faces of the immortals in this period of history, his brows furrowed even more tightly: "This person is really panic-stricken, a little..."

"It does feel like you have a guilty conscience, right? The man who was burned to death was a local who was born in the immortal world and naturally attained the Tao... But in fact, not every local can be called an immortal. Before he truly cultivates the immortal way, Even the locals are essentially no different from the servants of the Immortal Mansion. Condensing the Immortal Path requires sufficient solid accumulation and almost devilish persistence. However, the true immortal took a shortcut due to his parents' arrogance. Achieve the truth. And the result is to be burned to death by the fire in the mortal world."

At this point, the Lord of Heaven suddenly raised his hand, pausing the time on both sides of the river, then turned his head, looked directly into Wang Luo's eyes, and asked: "Okay, assuming you are the Lord of Heaven now, what will you do? How to do it?"

Wang Luo said: "The next best thing is to severely punish Shi Suying and strictly control the mortal world to prevent the next Shi Suying from appearing... Even if the people in Heaven are not righteous, they are still Heaven's own people. As the Lord of Heaven, he should at least Unite your own people.”

"Haha, you are right. Although it is a bad strategy, it is indeed a feasible strategy. So what about the middle strategy?"

"The middle policy is to ignore it. Geniuses like Shi Suying are rare in the world. Even if future generations are inspired by his ascension experience, it does not mean that they can replicate his success. What's more, after the true immortals in heaven experience it once, they will inevitably He will be prepared for the mortal fire, and he will definitely not be burned by mortals for thirteen consecutive heavenly tribulations, and eventually die from the backlash. Therefore, this kind of thing is an isolated case, so there is no need to make a fuss now that Shi Suying is here. Let him settle down here. The rest of the people are just worried about injustice. How many days can they stop practicing on their own? As for the issue of improper attainment, when the situation becomes serious, we will allocate special personnel to rectify it. There is no need to do it here. Use the topic at a sensitive moment."

The Lord of Heaven couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "You Hua, you are really Luo Hua! You haven't even lived in the Immortal League for a few years, but You Hua is comparable to an old bureaucrat of the Immortal League. But I have to say that this strategy can indeed be used. Change it." I'll probably do this, and I've done it a lot over the years... So, what's the final solution?"

Wang Luo said: "The best strategy is to tell everyone that there is no need to panic. The fairy world is vast and can accommodate many people, and then go all out to develop the Xinghai Tianyu to achieve an ending that makes everyone happy."

"Hahahahaha." The Lord of the Heavenly Court laughed so hard when he heard this, "The yin and yang strange ability is worthy of being passed down by my senior sister. But your guess is absolutely right. Chicheng Immortal Ancestor chose this best strategy. After the incident, he used his beautiful The ideal comforted everyone - including himself of course. After Shi Suying ascended, Chicheng had no prejudice against him, and instead valued him even more. But behind this, his exploration of the Star Sea Realm became even more crazy. "

When Wang Luo heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "What is the so-called Xinghai Tianyu?"

"It's nothing." The Lord of Heaven replied, "It's a blank space that can only be defined by you personally setting foot on it. To a mortal, the sea of ​​stars above your head seems to have been born from eternity ago, but in fact every star is It is just the transformation of mortal wishes. For the immortals who are in the upper realm, the star sea above their heads is decorated one by one by the immortal ancestor Chicheng. For Chicheng himself, the so-called star sea and sky are his footprints. and the back.”

"..." This astonishing fact left Wang Luo speechless for a moment.

The Lord of Heaven also sighed: "So I said that he has been trying to replicate the success of the mortal world in Heaven, because he has only been doing this one thing. If there is anything in the world that is not good enough, then go and develop it yourself. A better world. It was so when he was alive, and it is still so now that he has been resurrected.”

Wang Luo asked: "But this road will eventually fail. Now you have trapped him with a dream that copied historical facts. But what will happen when the dream comes to disaster?"

The Lord of Heaven smiled and said: "In fact, the timeline in the dream has already passed that moment. The end of this long river is already about two thousand years ago in the New Immortal Calendar."

"Two thousand years!?" Wang Luo was shocked, and then realized, "So, the part from then on is the real dream?!"

"Yes, a dream where no matter how he explores, he will gain something and the fairy world will not be destroyed."