Global Weird: I Can Simulate In Advance

In the dark vision, some light gradually emerged.

A blue ethereal ocean slowly appeared in Li Guanqi's line of sight, as if it was boundless, with no boundaries, and many dark blue light spots were scattered, floating in this world.

This is the sea of ​​consciousness.

the abode of the soul.

"Um?"

Li Guanqi lowered his head, but the water under his feet made him a little dazed.

The rippling water surface was as clear as a mirror, but the water surface that was supposed to reflect his appearance only reflected a hazy white phantom, and it was impossible to see his true face clearly.

Li Guanqi was a little surprised, and quickly raised his hands to look.

The result is the same two hazy white shadows, seemingly illusory but not illusory, illusory but not illusory.

Can't see clearly?

Can't he see his own soul?

Seeing this scene, Li Guanqi was at a loss at first, but soon, what Pluto once said to him seemed to reappear in his ears.

"If you want to break through the ninth-level soul, there is one more prerequisite."

"The ninth-level soul, also known as the soul of the self-realm, besides a strong emotional stimulation, you also need to fully understand your inner self. To put it simply, you have to understand what you are living for, otherwise you will never be able to Step into the realm of the ninth-level soul."

"Then, Li Guanqi, tell me, what are you living for?"

"..."

Li Guanqi raised his head, closed his eyes, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

At the same time, the sea of ​​consciousness where he was located also suddenly had waves, one after another turbulent waves were beating up, and the momentum was astonishing.

Every wave on the surface of the sea is a scene of memory.

"What am I living for?"

Li Guanqi opened his eyes.

In an instant, the entire sea of ​​consciousness stood still, the undulating sea surface, the rolling waves, the splashing water drops...etc, all stagnated and frozen.

And in the countless waves, the different memory images are also synchronized at the same time, turning into a single image.

It was an open-air basketball court.

On the court, a little boy about 3 or 4 years old, wearing a small version of the Lakers jersey, holding a basketball in his arms, smiling happily.

And in front of him was a tall man with an equally hearty smile.

"When I was young, I actually didn't know what I was holding in my arms."

Li Guanqi looked at this picture, his eyes flickered, and he murmured to himself, "I don't understand the meaning of competitive sports, I just know that as long as I keep patting that round thing, dad will be very happy, he is happy I will buy me a lot of delicious snacks and fun toys... For me when I was young, being happy was the meaning of life.”

The voice just fell.

The picture in the waves on the sea surface began to flow rapidly and change rapidly.

In the end, it stopped at another extremely lively indoor basketball court.

A 13 or 4-year-old tall, thin boy with cool short hair and a white jersey, dribbled through the half court, and under the shocked eyes of his teammates, opponents, and audience, he completed his first game in the city. The actual dunk in the official game of the district.

After the hanging frame fell to the ground, he smiled excitedly and enjoyed the cheers wantonly.

"When I was a teenager, I still didn't understand the meaning of competitive sports."

Li Guanqi walked on the sea surface, and the water surface under his toes continued to have circles of ripples.

"I just enjoy the joy and thrill of victory, and enjoy the sense of accomplishment of defeating my opponent."

"Of course, I also enjoy the frustration and discomfort of failure. Those failures have also inspired me to keep moving forward."

"For me when I was a teenager, winning games, enjoying the victory, enjoying the cheers, enjoying the adoring eyes of the girls, and enjoying the occasional girls' handing over water is the greatest meaning in life... When I was a teenager, I started because of others. And feel happy.”

"Since then, I have hoped to be cheered and even admired by others."

() The voice of self-talk resounded in the depths of the frozen and still sea of ​​consciousness.

Li Guanqi walked and walked,

stopped.

What stood in front of him was a huge wave that was ten meters high, and the image of the wave became another scene.

It was a more luxurious indoor basketball court, and the decoration of the venue was full of symbols of Los Angeles culture.

Off the field.

There was a crowd of spectators composed of whites, blacks, and a few yellow races, and the cheers and shouts shook the eardrums.

field.

A tall yellow boy in a black jersey, about sixteen years old, stood under the basket, watching a black boy in a white jersey rushing towards him holding the ball, with his arms raised, ready to fight.

The black boy joined the ball and jumped high.

He jumped up and raised his left arm, trying to cover the strong black teenager.

but……

"boom!"

With a loud sound of limb collision, he was directly knocked away by the opponent's strong body. He could only watch the opponent face-on with a humiliating buckle on his head with a face full of disbelief and no power to resist. !

He was even a year older than the black teenager.

He was even 8 centimeters taller than the black boy.

He even took off later than the black boy, but when he started to fall in mid-air, the black boy was still in the air... In his eyes at that time, the other party really seemed to be flying.

"Oh!

! "

When the black boy fell to the ground, the audience cheered like a mountain and a tsunami.

The black teenager also looked arrogant and beat his chest vigorously.

In stark contrast to that, was the boy of yellow race who was knocked away and fell to the ground, his face was full of despair.

"That was probably the first huge setback I encountered in my life."

Li Guanqi looked at this scene of waves, but the corners of his mouth were raised, showing a smile.

"How should I put it, that time I was dunked, the harm to me may be worse than when Ban Hua said to me in elementary school, "The boys who play ball stink to death, can't you learn to draw like Xiao Yang?" The damage is even greater, right?

what.

Participating in a friendly match abroad made me realize that I am not a genius, and there are a lot of geniuses who are more talented than me...but I didn't give up.

Li Guanqi, you never gave up, did you? "

As soon as this remark came out, the scene in the waves began to speed up rapidly.

Throughout the game, the boy of the yellow race never fought against the black boy on the opposite side. Instead, he used his strengths and circumvented his weaknesses. He began to use his shooting skills to roam outside, and finally helped the team win the game with a very high shooting percentage. victory.

The winner is the one who laughs last.

"I never gave up."

Li Guanqi took a step forward and continued to move forward.

"In the face of setbacks in life, I have never given up since I was a child, because my father taught me that losing is only a temporary failure, but giving up means permanent failure, so I never gave up."

"Snapped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ten-meter wave in front of him exploded, turning into a cloud of water droplets and splashing in all directions.

Li Guanqi kept going deep into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Soon, another huge wave that solidified in mid-air blocked in front of him like a mountain.

It was a gloomy, dimly lit cabin.

An eighteen-year-old tall boy was tied to a chair, looking at the old dwarf in black robe opposite him with a solemn expression.

"Wei Mo..."

Seeing this scene, Li Guanqi stopped in his tracks for a long time.

"This is the biggest turning point in my life."

"Before that, I thought that my life would go on step by step, becoming a professional basketball player, first joining the CBA, and then continuing to train hard, so that one day, I could enter the NBA hall of my dream ()... But never From that day on, everything changed."

"My hands are no longer used to slap a basketball."

"Instead, killing."

"Wei Mo."

Li Guanqi looked at the picture in the waves, looked at the old dwarf in black robe, his eyes were extremely complicated, "You know, Ying Xiao may be dead, or maybe he will be resurrected, maybe your revenge has been avenged, or maybe you haven't." ...What should I think of you? Huh?"

"Are you an enemy who wants to take my body?"

"Are you a weird old man who deliberately turned a blind eye to watch me change my fate and escape?"

"Maybe, both."

"Wei Mo, before you died, you told me that you wanted me to see the infinity above the Nine Palaces, to see the so-called road to eternal life, what a magnificent scenery it is."

"I will, soon...Master."

Li Guanqi lowered his head, and bowed lightly to Wei Mo in the waves.

"boom!"

Splashes exploded.

Li Guanqi continued to move forward.

The surface of the sea of ​​consciousness under his feet rippled circle after circle, and finally rippled away. In front of him, a wave was formed again, and the memory of the past emerged.

That is the school, Yucheng No. 1 Middle School.

In the dark and deserted teaching building, a tall boy and a white ape mantra spirit fought bloody battles. After narrow escapes, they won the victory and rushed back to the school cafeteria.

Then, he saw an unbelievable scene.

That student council president, in the face of an unmatched curse spirit, and then in order to gain that insignificant and ridiculous little bit of survival time, actually chose to push Han Mengyao to block the knife...

infuriating.

On the other side, in order to save the lives of all the teachers and students in the school, he tried his best to fight against the curse spirit.

And that bastard here, because of this ridiculous and stupid little time, even wanted to kill the precious life of a classmate with his own hands.

His anger could not be suppressed.

So, he first slapped the curse spirit that attacked the school cafeteria to death, then froze the student council president into ice, and then slapped it into pieces.

That was the first time he killed in real life.

"I don't regret it, and I don't feel guilty."

Li Guanqi looked at this scene in the waves, and calmly said: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I don't mind taking responsibility, and I don't mind using my strength to protect others... But, this is because I want to do it myself , rather than being coerced by this statement.

I can use my strength to protect the weak.

I am willing to do so.

Because I enjoy the emotional value of doing so, I enjoy the joy of saving lives, and I also enjoy the respect and support of others for the "Supernatural King".

However, I don't mind using my strength to kill people, I don't mind killing all the scum that upsets me at all.

Because some people are not worthy of my saving.

Even, some scumbags, I will kill myself.

That's what I thought after killing that scum at school.

To this day, I still think so! "

At the end, Li Guanqi's voice became more and more powerful.

"boom!"

The water waves explode, and the road ahead is smooth!

Li Guanqi strode forward with firm and powerful steps!

But the road ahead is still blocked by splashes.

The next wave picture is full of tropical rainforest, vegetation and flowers, and tree houses and mushroom houses.

Southern Xinjiang.

In the picture is a small, poor and remote small town that seems to have the name of "city".

There he met a group of friends from southern Xinjiang.

That was also the first time he really realized the cheapness of human life and the meaning of power.

Boomer.

Among those friends in southern Xinjiang, there was a girl named Buma who was a worm whisperer, so she was spotted by the captain of the guard in () town and wanted to sell it to the Yiren Mansion for money. The partner who framed Buma was a female agent who was collaborating with the enemy and treason.

If Li Guanqi hadn't gone in time, these people would all have died. As for the sold Boulma, his fate might have been worse than death.

That was also the first time he felt the boiling anger and killing intent from his chest.

He resented.

The fact that these dignitaries treat human life like nothing because of their power and power made him feel unprecedentedly angry.

He rescued his friend, stormed into the small town in southern Xinjiang, slaughtered many guards, and smashed the head of the culprit... That was the first time Li Guanqi knew that casting a spell to kill someone was even more powerful than stepping on it. Dead ants are easy.

But the power he possessed was not strong enough.

Afterwards, facing the so-called "Master City Lord" of that small town in southern Xinjiang, he was helpless.

Then, a one-eyed conjurer appeared and rescued him.

The one-eyed conjurer could easily solve the situation where he was helpless.

It even made the city lord on the opposite side kneel on the ground and kowtow to apologize like a dog.

What is power?

On that day, Li Guanqi thoroughly understood the nature of power.

The essence of power is to do whatever you want.

Once you master the power, you can gain the qualification to do whatever you want.

Want to kill?

Want to save someone?

Want to be a monster?

Want to be a saint?

Want to be a moody, good and evil weirdo?

It will be all right.

These changes of identity are only in the thought of the strong.

Another way of saying "do whatever you want" is "freedom".

Only by mastering the strongest power can one obtain unfettered freedom, control one's own destiny, not be bound by anyone or anything, and never feel powerless and helpless when encountering various worldly things.

"I long for power!"

"Because I long for the freedom to do whatever I want, I want to control my own destiny, and I hope that on the road of life, I will never be "helpless"! "

"call--"

After Li Guanqi finished speaking loudly, he took a deep breath, looked ahead, and took another step.

However, the wave in front of him did not disperse, but turned into a stream of water, pouring into his white shadow body at this time.

At the same time, the freezing phenomenon of this sea of ​​consciousness disappeared.

The surface of the blue sea was undulating again, and the waves were churning and beating again.

Among the countless waves, completely different pictures began to change one by one, all of which were his various experiences after the age of 18.

For example, angrily beheading Yin Sen, single-handedly fighting hundreds of people in the Gu City trials, fighting against the chief of the fourth courtyard of the Nanjiang Headquarters, fighting the killer of the Dark Brotherhood at the third level, sending Zhuang Yuan to prison, and going to the Chijia barracks on the Yutian Great Wall , met senior sister Wang Yanqing, went to Leicheng, became the number one warrior in Leicheng... and so on, many events.

In the depths of the blue sea of ​​consciousness, Li Guanqi kept moving forward.

And the surrounding waves of memory also turned into streams of water, pouring into his white shadow body at this time, and becoming one with him.

Li Guanqi is 22 years old this year.

During the four years from the age of 18 to the age of 22, what he experienced was more than 10,000 times more exciting than what he experienced in the previous 18 years.

However, so many things have gone through.

He, is he still?

"Om—"

In an instant, the entire sea of ​​consciousness froze again.

But what is different from before is that the surrounding waves have all disappeared, because these memory waves have all poured into Li Guanqi's white shadow body.

Up to now, he has re-read his life.

At this time, the surface of the sea of ​​consciousness is as smooth and calm as a mirror.

"child……"

() Suddenly, an old voice came from all directions.

"Master?!"

Li Guanqi turned around abruptly, looking around in a daze.

"Look at yourself."

Wei Mo's old voice sounded again, with a kind smile.

"Um?"

Li Guanqi was slightly taken aback.

Because in front of his eyes, a water curtain suddenly appeared, like a mirror, reflecting his white shadow body at this time.

"You, can you still recognize yourself?"

Wei Mo's voice came from all directions, becoming more and more ethereal.

"A person's life is a gentle breeze that rolls over dead leaves, blows up sand, and carries away mud. As time goes by, the original appearance of the wind will no longer be seen."

"But the wind is still the wind."

"No matter how much dead leaves, sand, mud and dirt there is, the wind is still the wind, the same wind."

"Recognize yourself, sweep away the dust, and find the real Li Guanqi..."

In the end, Wei Mo's voice was almost silent, completely dissipated.

While Li Guanqi stood in place, looking at the water curtain mirror in front of him, the confusion and mist in his heart gradually cleared away.

"I never change."

"From the beginning until now, nothing has changed in what I'm after."

"I am still the same person I used to be. I will never give up. I long for power. I want to gain the strongest power. I want to gain unfettered freedom. I want to use my power to protect the weak. I want to be an existence that everyone admires and worships." !"

"boom!"

The waves are surging!

The faint blue sea of ​​consciousness exploded into stormy waves one after another, and the tsunami undulated!

And Li Guanqi's white shadow body gradually became more substantial, and finally turned into a dark blue humanoid soul body!

"This is me."

Li Guanqi looked at himself in the water curtain mirror, looked at the extremely familiar face, raised the corner of his mouth, and chuckled, "I have never changed, this is my...me."

Ninth order!

The soul of the self-realm has successfully broken through!

"boom!"

The next moment, a crimson flame suddenly spewed out from the depths of Li Guanqi's soul, and it turned into the image of a goddess of fire, appearing in front of him with a gentle smile on his face.

This is the concretization of the concept of the ancient Vulcan.

To be more precise, it is the idea of ​​Han Mengyao from another time and space that has been visualized.

"..."

Vulcan Faxiang smiled and stretched out his hand, raising his right hand to Li Guanqi.

Li Guanqi knew what was going to happen next.

The cultivation method of the soul, also known as meditation.

In the final analysis, it is a process of visualizing the goal.

Until the soul of the eighth-level Dharma Aspect Realm, the road of visualization can be said to have come to an end, and the object of visualization can be condensed into a Dharma Aspect of the soul, which can be embodied.

After recognizing the true self and breaking through to the soul of the ninth-level self-realm, the first thing a practitioner has to do is to absorb the power of the dharma, and let the power of the dharma visualized by himself integrate with his own soul, completely Achieve integration.

"It's a pity, Pluto won't even have the chance to see things and think about things in the future."

Li Guanqi looked at the Vulcan figure in front of him, looked at her familiar gentle smile, and stretched out his right hand, gently holding the other's little flame hand.

"Um?"

But the next moment, Li Guanqi looked at the smile on the opponent's face, but his face showed a look of astonishment.

wait, laugh?

its not right!

The soul dharma has no consciousness at all, how can it be possible to "laugh"? !

"boom!"

Suddenly, the Vulcan Dharma Aspect erupted into flames, turning into a sea of ​​fire, covering the entire blue sea of ​​consciousness, gradually merging with the sea of ​​consciousness, and gradually merging with Li Guanqi's soul.

"Hey……"

At the same time, a gentle female voice also came from the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

"Today (), I helped your Mengyao once. In return, you have to take care of that idiot for me in the days when I'm not around. Is that okay?"

"Thank you, goodbye."

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