Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

Regarding death, Xu Yuan may not be the person who thinks the most, but he is probably the person who understands death in this world. After all, resurrection from the dead is as technical as reincarnation.

After that resurrection, every time he was alone in the dead of night, Xu Yuan would unconsciously think about what a fucking thing like life was.

As one of the absolute ruling classes in the world, Xiang Guofu, Xu Yuan has actually read a lot of internal references on life research.

Research related to past lives cannot be carried out due to modern moral constraints, but the feudal dynasty did not have so many human rights and animal rights to speak of.

Thousands of years ago, in addition to bringing about the disaster of ten rooms and nine empty houses, the White Walkers also brought crazy flesh-editing technology, which allowed those researchers to copy a living person one-to-one.

To master the power of gods, cultivators never give up their efforts.

But the result was doomed.

They did not create new humans, only a group of mindless flesh and blood puppets.

Even if you follow the template of the experimental subject and create a person who is the same on the outside and inside, from bones to flesh and blood, from meridians to the brain, you will only get a puppet without thinking.

After seeing these things too much, Xu Yuan would feel lucky.

These failed studies instead proved that he is still him now, rather than being copied after death and another existence with Xu Yuan's thinking mode.

Therefore, Xu Yuan is convinced that there must be an anchor between life and death, which is the so-called soul.

Xu Yuan did not believe the rumors about the weight of the soul in his previous life, because medicine in his previous life had proven that human thinking is composed of the collision of neurons in the brain, and humans are generally nothing more than a hive consciousness composed of a group of cells.

Xu Yuan is still unclear about this life.

Although the definition of mind soul is similar to that of soul, they are completely different things. It is just a carrier, a carrier that is the same as the physical body.

The only thing in this world that can be called a soul is roughly the soul mark, but the soul mark is still shrouded in an unknown fog.

Therefore,

Seeing the gray mist surging around him gradually forming a whirlpool with the eye of the storm centered on him, Xu Yuan had no idea what would happen next.

Anyone who has experienced death should know that before death you will not see mythical figures like bull heads and horse faces, nor will there be a revolving door to sum up your life. There will only be endless negative emotions that wrap your entire soul and make life worse than death.

But fortunately,

This state will only last for a moment, and you will no longer feel anything after you are completely dead.

Unfortunately,

After the gray fog eye formed, Xu Yuan has been in this state of life worse than death.

If I had to use one word to describe this state,

Xu Yuan thinks it can be called,

The boundary between life and death.

One side of the line represents life, and the other side represents death.

No one in this world should be able to stay in this state forever. The process of death is irreversible. Once standing on this dividing line, life can no longer retreat and can only fall towards the darkness called death.

Various overlapping sounds roared in, overlapping again and again. Whenever Xu Yuan wanted to hear clearly what these voices were saying, they would suddenly go away, passing through the palm of his hand like sand between his fingers.

Xu Yuan felt like his head was going to explode.

He was rapidly alienated and quickly adapted to this state.

And in this process,

Standing on the dividing line between life and death, Xu Yuan's emotions surged and he gradually understood many things.

He understood Mu Nuo's existence, why it desperately wanted to devour him, and why it had no thoughts of death.

All creatures in the world go from life to death, but it goes from death to life.

From the moment he came into the world, Mu Nuo has been standing on this dividing line, trying hard to cross it and move from death to rebirth.

But this process is doomed to fail.

Even if Mu Nuo devours all the creatures in the world for it, it will not be able to cross this chasm.

This is the gulf that separates life and death.

Xu Yuan once felt that it had the same origin, not from the ghost willow yin source that he had merged with, but something from a higher level.

His very existence.

That is from life to death, and from death to life.

Once Mu Nuo swallows him, he will be able to cross the dividing line between life and death.

In the noisy whispers, Xu Yuan inexplicably thought of Tianyuan's prophecy of disaster, and then wanted to laugh.

If it hadn't been for that assassination, he would not have had the opportunity to move from death to life, and Mu Nuo would not have the conditions to complete himself.

Shooting yourself in the foot.

But I just don’t know how his existence will change if Mu Nuo really devours him and crosses the boundary between life and death.

Xu Yuan thought the health bar should be bright.

I really don’t know what Mu Nuo thinks, that there are people in this world who are trying to weaken themselves.

It is difficult to go from death to life, but it is easy to go from life to death.

Just need a little help from outsiders.

If you don't show your health bar, the bosses outside can't kill you. No matter how thick your health bar is, they will be able to pierce you.

However, when Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and saw the dissipating golden light on his body, he suddenly understood the motive of this kid.

The distinction between life and death represents despair for any existence.

The reason why he can keep his thoughts despite the maddening whispers in his ears is because the soul of Yantian is protecting his true heart.

Although the protection of Yantian Soul was beginning to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye as the time in the gray fog prolonged, it still existed.

It seemed that Xu Yuan was not the first person in the world to cross the boundary between life and death.

At least,

the person who created Yantian Jue had also entered this boundary between life and death.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan was suddenly stunned.

His previous thoughts made him capture some things, and bits of information in his mind began to be connected.

Wait,

Jiantian Pavilion.

Disaster

Mu Nuo's instinctive desire to cross the boundary between life and death and devour all living beings

If he died on that night of autumn rain, Mu Nuo would definitely be a template of disaster.

Tian Ye would not come out of the Qionghua Secret Realm. Without Gui Liu Yinyuan as support, the time for Wan to give birth to Mu Nuo would be pushed back by several years or even more than ten years.

When it was born, it could not obtain the conditions to complete itself, and was driven by instinct to devour all living things and create the death zone of living beings. The human race probably just became extremely weak because of the civil war.

But if Mu Nuo was really the disaster itself,

then did the human factor in the birth of this disaster seem too heavy?

The woman who made Wan have human consciousness.

The process of Mu Xingyi's birth as the son of the insect saint.

The love at first sight between Wan and Mu Xingyi.

And,

the unknown flash that suddenly appeared in the memory of the night when the two combined to give birth to Mu Nuo.

The disaster should be caused by nature, but Mu Nuo's birth seemed to be artificial everywhere.

Thinking to this point,

Xu Yuan felt like he had caught something, but it was at this time that the golden light surrounding him dissipated, Yantian's soul was shattered by the whispers of death, the whispers in his ears gradually became louder, and the surging negative emotions were surging.

In an instant,

the malice on the death dividing line enveloped Xu Yuan like a tide.

He began to sink towards death and fell into purgatory.

During this process,

there was a moment when Xu Yuan wanted to talk to Mu Nuo.

Talk about his discovery, talk about the possible cause and effect relationship.

But after Xu Yuan saw the resentment in Mu Nuo's eyes, he gave up this idea.

This little ghost has no worries anymore, and is not the one to communicate with.

Somewhat helpless.

Xu Yuan really hates this feeling of being arranged.

As the black hand that caused the death of his parents,

no matter what the reason,

there is only a life-and-death struggle between him and Mu Nuo.

Both of them are now standing on the dividing line of life and death. Xu Yuan has no intention of taking a step to the other side for the time being. He still wants to figure out what he just realized, so he can only ask this little ghost to die.

But before that,

he has to let it live first before he can let it die.

Feeling the noisy madness of the dividing line between life and death, and recalling the eternal peace on the other side, Xu Yuan's torso condensed in the soul mark began to frantically absorb the cursed gray fog that accompanied Mu Nuo's birth.