Playing the cultivation game in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 190 Right and Wrong Intention

"What you think and what the world thinks are not my original wishes."

Qiu looked at his overly fragile young son, his voice as soft as a falling feather.

He now feels a little pain in his head. Qingque does not belong to his creation, but due to some unspeakable involvement, in name, such a fragile and insignificant existence as Qingque is really his young son.

No more running.

Be patient, be patient.

Don't be impatient, let alone take action.

Qiu warned himself again and again - there is nothing that cannot be solved by talking.

He is a favored existence, the most human-like alien among all gods, and one of the closest to perfect creations.

He has a heart that is no different from human beings, and naturally has similar emotions, which are complex, transparent, complex, and simple.

"What do you want?" Qiu said again, "You are already here."

"Yes, I have arrived here." Qingque sighed.

Having come, it seemed unreasonable not to ask for anything, Qingque left Qiu's palm, transformed into a human form and stood on the ground, picked up the silver cage and carried it into his arms.

From the moment he reached the end of the silver stairs, the blood stains inside and outside the cage disappeared.

The little girl curled up quietly in the silver cage, her slender wrists as clean as ever.

She just fell asleep, crossing the sea of ​​​​stars, and the fatigue caused by the long journey was inevitable.

Qingque frowned and said word by word according to his mind: "I want to leave here."

"Where to go?"

"Go to where the Mother Goddess is." Qing Que firmly held the silver cage in his arms and said in a trembling voice, "Qing Que is tired of this meaningless game. This is Que's bargaining chip."

He is not afraid at all of the person in front of him being angry, angry, or even hurting himself.

There is no pain that can compare to the despair of crawling around in mud, water and dust for 499 times and never seeing the light of day.

He is a coward, and he just wants to be a coward now.

Being watched by his youngest son with hopeful and weak eyes, Qiu felt helpless more than once.

"My child."

"My dear, imperfect son, you should know that even if you are perfect like us, you are not completely omniscient and omnipotent."

"You should have other choices, otherwise we wouldn't let you go."

"Isn't the bargaining chip enough?

Tears swam on the edges of my eyes."

Qiu's face was still gentle, but his voice, as cold as ice spring, had a hint of coldness: "It's the rules that cannot be broken."

Rules, rules again.

Seeing that the request was directly rejected, Qingque's face turned pale, and his arms around the silver cage slowly tightened. He was unaware that his skin and flesh were cut open one after another by the sharp silver carvings on the edge of the silver cage.

of blood.

The blue clothes gradually turned red, and the smell of blood enveloped the silver cage. Its unique moist smell made the person in the cage wrinkle his nose, as if he was showing signs of waking up.

Qingque didn't notice the little girl's unhappiness, he was immersed in his own world.

"Choice? What other choice does the bird have?"

"You know what He is, and I thought you were prepared for everything by choosing to come here. Are you just planning to give it to me in exchange for what you want?"

Qiu said it accurately. Qingque was stunned again and again, his eyes were red, but he finally couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

Seeing him like this, the superior god sighed helplessly: "What a weak and compassionate child. He is not a living being, but a dead thing. Why should you be burdened?"

"I..." Qingque opened her mouth to say something, but was speechless in her heart.

"You want to leave, but only the winner has the right to leave. You want to win this boring game once - you have to win once anyway. If so, then you will be like other lucky creatures.

Make a choice.”

The purple-robed god's eyes were lowered, and the silver ornaments hanging down by his ears moved without any wind, making a crisp sound in the silent place.

…

…

"You are really brave." Guanshan Qiongyue glanced at Qiu Feng, who was telling the past events without changing her expression.

That was a real god, not a fake one hiding behind rules and regulations. Guanshan Qiongyue was not only amazed at Yun Yao and Qiu Feng's courage to dare to have a glimpse of the true face of the god, but she was even more surprised that the two of them were so courageous.

After some eavesdropping, I was able to leave safely.

Qiu Feng said calmly: "Didn't Senior Sister always say that as long as you are brave enough, nothing will be impossible?"

"It's okay if Master dares to go, how dare you?" Guan Shan Qiong Yue's words were full of curiosity.

"Master has Master's ability, so I naturally have something to rely on." Qiu Feng smiled.

The special thing about Yun Yao is actually no secret. Everyone who has dealt with him knows that his biggest characteristic is also his most powerful ability.

In all the realms in the entire star sea, there is no one faster than Yun Yao - or it can be said that he is the first to escape regardless of what he can do.

Not even gods can do it.

False gods, even less so.

Seeing that Qiu Feng was unwilling to say more, Guan Shan Qiong Yue stopped her interest and changed the subject: "What choice did the god give Qing Que?"

"That was not a choice He gave Qingque, but a choice that already existed." Qiu Feng shook his head.

Choose one, give up the favor of God.

Choice two, accept God’s favor.

"Does he also think there are only two choices?" Guanshan Qiongyue thought about the meaning of Qiu Feng's words, and her heart sank a little.

The gods considered that existence to be a dead thing, so how could they in the past be the same?

Since it is a dead thing, it has no self-awareness, and it will not give rise to any unnecessary emotions.

This question is like putting a delicious meal in front of a hungry person. Should you eat it? Or not?

The choice is as simple as that.

Thanks to some fool, all the participants in this boring game about fate already know what the exception looks like, and they are all crazy about it.

Guanshan Qiongyue couldn't ask herself, why didn't she regard it as her obsession at the beginning?

He can fulfill anyone's wish and all wishes, and the person praying does not need to pay the price for it. He only pays the price with his own death.

He is a more perfect creation than perfect.

There is no greater temptation than perfection.

But where can anything in the world come without a price? There is no price, and often it is the biggest price.

People who are deeply trapped in a beautiful dream will not realize how absurd and outrageous the dream is. People who are like crazy people are even willing to contribute to it, weaving a denser network and dragging more people into it.

Fall and dance.

However, someone broke that carefully woven dream.

In other words, it's not a human being.

That's the real devil.

She, they, all the people who woke up from that dream, driven by the devil, had to atone for the sins they had committed.

(End of chapter)