What If All the Girls In the Cultivation World Want To Catch Me

"As far as the situation at the time is concerned, culture is more important no matter what you think. Culture is the cultivation base in our eyes. In fact, since you were born, I did not have any big expectations of you. I only hope you can be happy. After a long life, who knows that today, more than 20,000 years later, our father and son are still alive."

Xia Yi’s father is a very pragmatic person. In fact, the mother’s ability to survive a serious illness is also indispensable to some of his father’s ideas, such as single-parent families with one child after divorce. They can enjoy a lot of subsidies. Xia Yi’s father He obviously liked Xia Shi's daughter more than Xia Yi.

However, what his son Xia Yi has now is beyond his imagination at the time.

"Yeah, we are all alive. Thinking about it, this life is enough. I didn't think so much when I was a child, but now that I stand at this height, I have to do something."

"So what's the situation on the front line, don't even I have the right to know your dad?"

Xia Yi's father had long noticed that Xia Yi's thoughts were heavy, and that Xia Yi was his biological child no matter how high his achievements were.

"Our human race... all mankind is at stake. There is a race on the far front that is countless times better than ours. We are invading them for our own continuity. We are already omnipotent. Because I don't want to do this, I and the human race There are some contradictions among the current top decision-makers, and I have not been able to face this issue so far."

"Really? That's it... No wonder you look so melancholy. It's a pity that this kind of question, my father, can't guide you. Your child has been more mature than his peers since childhood. I believe you can find the answer in your heart. ."

"No, there is no answer at all. There is only choice. I know what dad you want to help me because of your responsibilities as a father, but it's a pity that you can't help me at all now. Let's quietly sweep the grave for Grandpa. I have talked enough about these topics on the front line."

Xia Yi showed a clear dislike for continuing to talk about this matter. Xia Yi’s father said nothing. Xia Yi’s return at this critical time has more or less explained Xia Yi’s choice. Xia Yi is really the same as his grandfather. , The most painful thing about being a parent is just being unable to guide your child because of incompetence.

"I think it might be a wrong thing to let go, since you have all come back by yourself."

Xia Yi's father persuaded Xia Yi to let go. Xia Yi sighed. His father really couldn't fully understand him anymore.

"Although I am your father, I am no longer a child. Dad, do you know the realm of the emperor? Everyone knows that it is supreme. I don't know whether it is supreme. The person approaching is me, and I must take the corresponding responsibilities."

The word Great has a terrifying meaning in the realm of cultivation. It is the pinnacle of living beings and the ultimate in cultivation. The grandeur of this realm is hard to describe in words.

"So this is what bothers you most?"

"Probably, I'm tired, I don't want to become an emperor, I don't want to see the cherished people die one by one, watching everything around me disappear with my own eyes, you, Xia Shi, my beloved, etc., nothing is more cruel than this The price is, the price of the emperor is endless loneliness, but I have to try my best to reopen the sky."

"After all, I can't be a great person like the Great Emperor. If I can, I would like to be your stupid son, but I have you to protect. Who will protect the human race?"

Xia Yi closed his eyes and sighed constantly. When he was young, he could give up a lot of things for the sake of passion. When he was old, he would not give up anything. When he was young, he dreamed of the strength now, but now he dreams of the little happiness that he once had. It is gaining and always losing.

"Xia Yi...You really have grown up to the point that I am unfamiliar with you. Apart from the forced relationship between father and son, what is left between us?"

Xia Yi's father can no longer treat Xia Yi as his son. The Xia Yi in his mind has long since left him and will not return.

"There is only the common memory of the past. I wanted to be filial and accompany you to spend your old age, but this is unrighteous to the human race. I have no retreat. I can only move forward to the bones, and others will treat me again. Praise, what good is it that I can’t hear you after I’m gone?"

"If there is another life, I really hope that my whole life will be ordinary, and I will be able to cultivate for hundreds of thousands of years now and in the future, in exchange for a hundred years of luck."

6

All the things that had been desperately protected have changed.

Xia Yi still vaguely remembered that there was a steamed bun shop on the corner of the street. It was the place that Xia Yi cared about the most. Now it is just the taste in memory. Xuanhuang has indeed been guarded, but he still can't eat the steamed buns from that shop again. .

A simple grave sweeping, the conversation between the father and son, he went from a mortal who was most unwilling to the ordinary to the intersection where the great did not want to be great. No matter how much he praised him, he was almost tired of listening. Xia Yi wanted to give it to himself. The answer, but it is inevitable to think about the fate of this starry sky in the future, the cruel reincarnation of all things and all races.

"Dad, I'm sorry that it's almost time to leave, I hope you will be plain, happy and healthy in the days to come."

Xia Yi suggested that he was going to leave. His family would no longer treat him as a child, and he would no longer be the easily satisfied child in the past. It was enough to meet with his parents and talk a lot about the past.

"Isn't it a good idea to stay for a few days? Then leave after dinner?"

"It seems... not very necessary."

"Too."

Xia Yi’s father didn’t blame Xia Yi. The relationship between them had been forcibly maintained. The height and pressure Xia Yi was at was beyond their imagination, and because of the characteristics of the cultivator, he succeeded. People don't have to have the same will, they must have the same power, but power is the most rare.

This has also led to this pressure that can only be carried by someone in a certain era.

"Dad, don't you say a few words to me?"

"I said what you do. Since I was a kid, I said that a good man should be aspiring everywhere. On TV, you think you are more mature than me when you watch a few documentaries about the universe. Later, I never mentioned it again. Since you are indeed standing at the height of the universe, just do what you want to do the most."

"Um...I tried my best, thank you dad, I haven't heard the word universe for a long time."

Xia Yi discovered what he really wanted to protect at the beginning. It was the third planet Earth of the human solar system, not the Xuanhuang that has passed away. It’s a pity that he didn’t realize this. The values ​​of the realm of comprehension set everything on the earth. Scour and fragmentation, whether it is a lot of ridiculous arguments or the bravery of marching into the universe with the power of mortals.

Xuan Huang is indeed the Xuan Huang.

The earth has faded away.

Therefore, what he wants to protect this time, he believes that the correct thing should be all the knowledge accumulated by the human race so far, not the human race itself but something that transcends the human race itself, and everything created by the human race.

Xia Yi’s father watched Xia Yi walk away in the sunset. He could no longer understand what he thought of as a child. Xia Yi’s nostalgia and his nostalgia were completely different. Xia Yi seemed to be more The cultivation civilization of Qidengxianhuashen prefers the old age of the earth more than 20,000 years ago.

In the starry sky, Xia Yi walked towards Dao Fa at full speed with closed consciousness. It was not until a dazzling golden light flashed in front of him that Xia Yi recovered from the state of closed consciousness. In front of him was a huge golden dragon with five claws on both limbs. In this era, it can be said that it is a very rare event to be able to encounter the dragon clan in the starry sky.

If it were during the beginning of the Dao Fa Tian, ​​a monk who traveled through the starry sky would basically encounter dragons in the starry sky many times in his life.

"What's the matter?"

Xia Yi looked at the giant dragon that stretched for thousands of meters like a mountain. It was a divine dragon, a fully grown-up five-clawed golden dragon, the emperor in the dragon, and Dao Fa was faintly visible in the distant starry sky. It was not entirely accidental, but the five-clawed golden dragon had the same destination as its own, so it was able to get together on the road.

"Don't you remember me?"

The five-clawed golden dragon made a deafening voice, which made Xia Yi slightly brow. When did he have contact with the five-clawed golden dragon of the dragon clan? No... Could it be that friend of the Dragon Clan from the original Metaverse?

"Long Aotian?"

"It was just a random code name. You can remember it. You have not seen you for so many years. Have you already achieved such an achievement? I didn't expect that a human race in the Metaverse that was quite gifted at first, and now it is this movie. The king of the stars in the sky."

The five-clawed golden dragon's tone was quite flattering, but as far as the original experience was concerned, the five-clawed golden dragon did help Xia Yi. Without it, Xia Yi could not go back to Xuanhuang, let alone awakening dragon blood.

"That's all right now and then, no one can completely figure out your own future, why did you come to Dao Fa, Brother Long?"

"It’s just a matter of last resort. The recent drastic changes in the world of Wanzai have deepened. It has become increasingly difficult for us to give birth to offspring. For this reason, we must merge human blood to survive. Most of our dragons can only give birth to offspring when they are fully grown , Non-Shenlong cannot continue offspring, but it is difficult for you to become gods, and it is also difficult for us to mature. Only a few branches can give birth to offspring before they are fully mature."

"Like a mirage?"

Xia Yi raised his mouth slightly. When I saw Mirage Dragon's mother 100,000 years ago, Mirage Dragon's mother was obviously not a god.

"The mirage dragon is considered to be a different species of soul and Dao. It is of the same origin but not completely the same as ours. Now only flood dragons and snake dragons can give birth to offspring before they are fully mature, but pure dragon blood cannot continue. Our dragons want to officially be with you. The bloodlines of the three major Kaitian emperors of the human race are integrated. Of course, Xuanhuang is also one of the best choices. My compatriots will arrive at Xuanhuang after a while."

When Long Aotian talked about this, there was a deep sense of helplessness in his tone. In order to allow his clan to survive, he had to give up the glory of pure blood and choose to merge with the human race. After many years, the dragon family may exist in name only, but there is a human race. The branch of the dragon people is nothing more.

And the choice of the Dragon Clan really made Xia Yi deeply feel the changes brought about by the disappearance of the chaos. The Dragon Clan has already faced more serious survival problems before the Human Clan, and even the birth of offspring has become extremely difficult.

"How did my sister introduce you? There is a lot of dragon blood on her body."

Xia Yi thought to himself that it was time to find a son-in-law for his sister, the five-clawed golden dragon of the dragon family, perhaps there was no better brother-in-law, but Long Aotian sighed and shook his head.

"Some members of the clan will merge with the human race, but I will try to persist until the end, but you, I have heard of the method of abandoning blood, but I did not expect that my dragon blood will become a hindrance one day. I really hope I can talk this time."

This is what Long Aotian really worries about. In order to become a god, the human race has begun to abandon blood, and Xia Yi has abandoned the dragon blood to go to this day. They are the decayed power left in the past, in order to continue or even lower. A proud head.

"Even if Dao Fa doesn't accept it, I will find a way to make Xuanhuang give in, and I will not forget the favor of the Dragon Race."

7

The dedication of the Dragon is indispensable for the human race to have today.

During the most difficult period of time, the dragons chose to benefit the entire postnatal life, and chose to cultivate the most talented humans at that time. The dragons often say that humans and dragons do not divide their families. This has always been a good talk of humans, including the dragons of the end of the ancient days. Let Xian wait for his abdication.

When Long Aotian heard Xia Yi's words, a pair of huge longan finally showed a sense of peace of mind.

"Actually, this is the third time I have tried to negotiate with Dao Fa, and it is not the first time Xuan Huang has gone. I can get your guarantee. I can finally rest assured that it is impossible for you to refuse us, but We are not like you to abandon blood. Everything in our monster race is blood, but we have already declined."

The dragon clan has declined to the point where it is difficult to give birth to offspring, and the human clan has also declined to the point where the divine way cannot be achieved.

The dragons no longer have the boundless power of the trembling stars in the long roaring sky.

The human race no longer has the unstoppable heart of exploring deep space.

The two former overlords now have to pay a lot of price just to survive. Human race is one of the few born creatures that can inherit pure dragon blood and transform into dragons. Compared with dragon carp, human race is more talented than snake and dragon. , Is the real best choice for the dragon clan to continue itself, but this means that a large part of the human clan who cannot transform the dragon will spend the second half of their lives in an embarrassing situation where half human and half dragon are difficult to progress.

If there is too much dragon blood and too little human blood, abandoning blood is suicide. It is reasonable for the human race to refuse to agree. No one wants to see their tribe as a tool for the continuation of other races, but in fact this cannot be described by tools. It is a kind of gratitude.

The Dragons also know that they are a bit too much, and the Humans also know that they are a little selfish, but there is no better way.

"You are not the only ones who are declining, and not only the Dragons. Our born creatures have ushered in the elimination of fate. I hope that our two tribes can also control this starry sky together. It is precisely because of the crisis that we should help each other, just like us two. The clan used to be like that, the dragon never left the weak human race in ancient times, and my human race should not give up when you are in trouble."

Xia Yi is now the king of the human race. In this age of no emperor, the king of the gods is the strongest. Xia Yi's words can directly represent the attitude of the rear human race. At this moment, Long Aotian has nothing to say except words of thanks. It can be said.

At the beginning, it didn't give Xia Yi too much, but the other party still responded with dripping grace.

"Grateful……"

Perhaps the dragons never thought that one day their blood would be rejected by the humans. In the past, I don’t know how many people wanted to get dragon blood. Now if they ask for it, they don’t have to. The dragons don’t have the powerful creativity of humans. Proud of the dragon's proud blood that has been handed down since ancient times.

Although Long Aotian's attitude in front of Xia Yi was more or less humble, Xia Yi never thought that he would meet him again in this way. I think that Yuanjie still looked down on him a little back then, as a strong man. The meaning of helping oneself, sure enough, the years can change too much.

But Xia Yi never meant to look down on it, at least it could discard even the most important dignity of the Dragon Clan for his own race.

No matter what kind of creature it is, the devotees will always be the greatest.

After coming to Dao Fa, to the Ancestral Realm of Human Race, and entering this land with an exceptionally long history, Xia Yi and Long Aotian separated. Their goals for this trip were different. Xia Yi left his own prototype with imperial thoughts. The mind was sealed in the essence and blood and handed over to Long Aotian as a proof that he had agreed to the dragon clan.

And he would not go to see anyone other than Xia Sheng and Xia Shi, anyway, it was a compliment, and anyway, it was the same sentence that would not change over and over again.

It’s just that the human race will be there forever, and the ears will become cocooned. He does not need any compliments to make him feel that he is an accomplished person. He no longer even has vanity, but this calmness. The price of the heart is also the eternal nature of the youth.

The twenty thousand years of the Chaos Fire Pond couldn't make the cold blood hot again. If possible, Xia Yi wanted to feel the blood boiling feeling of the past, but it was a pity that he couldn't feel it anymore.

Meeting with Xia Sheng and Xia Shi did not even make sense to specifically talk about it. Xia Yi cooperated with Xia Sheng and Xia Shi’s topic to talk about the world, and gave hope and encouragement. Even Xia Yi’s younger brother and younger sister could not see it. Xia Yi's thoughts were heavy.

Xia Yi is the son of man.

Also the elder brother.

To be a husband and a father.

Waiting for someone.

In front of different people, Xia Yi understands himself from a different perspective, and feels the connection between people. Parents hope that peace is the most important thing. His younger brothers and sisters only talk about Fengyue and avoid talking about life, love and accept his shortcomings, and children inherit him. The will, and the people who are waiting pass this spirit like fire.

In the end, Xia Shi and Xia Sheng separated from Xia Yi with a smile, thanking their beloved brother for being able to come back to see themselves in their busy schedule. They will redouble their efforts, so that one day it will be a good thing to catch up with Xia Yi.

Several hours later.

Xia Yi strolled to a mountain and woodland. This mountain and wilderness seemed ordinary but not very accessible to people. It was a secret realm, a secret realm unknown to others, but in the eyes of Xia Yi, who possessed the embryonic form of Di Nian It's not a secret realm, he can step into it in one step.

In the distance of the secret realm, on a large stone platform, a group of people are meditating and practicing. They are not comprehending the avenue, they are more like being given some kind of guidance. Their spirits are not complete, but incomplete. If you can enter their sea of ​​consciousness at this moment, maybe you can see the lines of the avenue.

Voluntarily become the puppets of the great road, even discarding their own cognition as human beings. No one knows what they will become in the end. Even Xia Yi can only speculate wildly, maybe just have some instinctive rules, even the spirits talk about it. If you don't, maybe you can't think.

As Xia Yi approached, two people suddenly appeared in front of Xia Yi and directly raised their swords.

"Where is the thief who broke into me too much!"

"Succumbed to death."

He didn't even mean to ask questions. He came up as a dead hand, but the two saint kings shot Xia Yi can only be described as ridiculous.

Xia Yi didn't speak, but just raised his head slightly and glanced at them. They were almost shaken by a terrifying thought, and they could only kneel on the ground with a pale face, and even their thinking was stagnant for a while.

Those on the stone platform who closed their eyes and cultivating slowly woke up, they all took out their weapons, but after seeing Xia Yi’s figure clearly, no one dared to come forward, and there was still some human part left. Tell them that there is no one in front of them.

8

The Taishang Wangqing Sect is an ancient mysterious force in Taoism, but because there is almost no contact with outsiders, few people come to explore what this force is doing. The world only knows that the Taishang Wangqing Sect has a big background.

But at this moment, there was an intruder who hadn’t anticipated the person who was too ungrateful. The person didn’t hide his aura. The terrifying aura like the abyss is definitely not something they can stop. Be the hero in the rear, and then open the sage of peace.

God King Xia Yi, no one in the rear dared to fight with him. When talking about Xia Yi, he had to clenched his fist in his chest and said that the glory of the human race is always there.

Xia Yi ignored those people, just walked forward calmly. When he came to the stone platform, he found a young man in a very strange situation in the center of the stone. He showed an expression of pain, resisting something, Xia Yi walked over and put his hand on him. A probe on his head revealed that his soul was being replaced by the lines of the avenue.

The avenue lines are like avenue shackles. Although they are not as absolute as avenue shackles, they are not something that can be easily erased. Once planted, they can’t be shaken off again. This boy will gradually lose himself in the years to come, but luckily It was he who met Xia Yi.

"You were born as a human being, and your spirit belongs to yourself, even if it is a great way, you can't be deceived."

Xia Yi released the embryonic form of his imperial thought. This trace of true imperial thought cannot break the chains of the avenue, but there is nothing wrong with smashing the lines of the avenue. This is the power that can make the avenue retreat, and the most noble imperial intent permeates Xia Yi's whole body. Those who are too ungrateful can only kneel on their heads, their thoughts are restricted and unable to make any thoughts, they can only kneel down like the living dead.

After a few breaths, the young man vomited a large mouthful of blood and almost fell to the ground unable to stabilize his body. After regaining his senses, he supported the ground with both hands and looked around. Although the memory is not clear, he also roughly knows what happened. The senior in front of him rescued him.

"Thank you for the kindness of seniors, my consciousness is not clear at this time, please wait a moment..."

The young man closed his eyes and worked hard to reorganize his memories and restore his own personality. It took him a full half an hour before he reorganized the cause and effect in his mind. He looked at Xia Yi's face again. This time he was able to recognize it. Who is Xia Yi?

"Senior, are you the God King Xia?"

"it's me."

"Dare to ask why you are here?"

"I'm looking for something to do."