When his vision became bright again, Si Qi found himself in a completely new world.
Memories flooded into his mind, allowing him to experience a long life of up to three hundred years from the perspective of an outsider.
This is the world of cultivation.
According to the presence or absence of spiritual roots, humans are divided into two groups: mortals and cultivators.
The former have a short lifespan and are weak. When they encounter extraordinary powers, they have no power to fight back and are like ants.
The latter go against the will of heaven, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for their own use, are cold-hearted, and do their best to climb to the next realm.
Humans have spiritual roots, and other lives naturally have them too.
Those animals and plants that can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth are called demons and spiritual plants respectively. The former are often enslaved and killed by the monks, and are naturally hostile to the monks; the latter also cannot escape the fate of being picked, processed, and refined into elixirs, and have no spare energy to fight back compared to the demons.
Si Qi is now a demon.
At more than 300 years old, he is still a little baby to other demon cultivators. He just transformed and became intelligent not long ago, and is at an age where he is very interested in everything.
According to the original life trajectory, Si Qi, that is, the original owner, not long after he transformed into a human form, relied on his own strong strength and the innate super luck to fight monsters and upgrade all the way, collect treasures, and solve enemies one after another, becoming one of the best figures in the demon clan, with a high prestige and a world-renowned name.
Later, because he could not stand the situation of the demons being persecuted and enslaved by the monks, the original owner was determined to change this unfair fate and led tens of millions of demons to fight against the monks in the cultivation world.
This long war between humans and demons lasted for many years. In the end, the cultivation world, which was full of intrigue and disunity, could not stand this endless war of attrition. Realizing that the demons were no longer the race that could be killed at will, the monks took the lead in sending a signal of willingness to reconcile, and the two sides stopped fighting.
Since then, the demons have become a race that can stand on equal footing with the monks. They no longer have to be persecuted by the monks, worrying that they will be captured and killed for no reason one day, and that they will be skinned and refined into materials after death.
From any angle, this seems to be a very perfect world trajectory.
However, from the perspective of Heaven, things have a completely different look - the world that should have been a world of two opposing races fighting and promoting each other has become a world of good-for-nothings. In the next few thousand years, the monks will fall into a development deadlock because they cannot obtain a large amount of resources from the demon world, and the development of civilization will fall into stagnation; the lazy and ignorant demons will become stronger and stronger as time goes by, and eventually step on the monks' heads, and the world of cultivation will completely become the world of monsters.
So Heaven took action personally and sent a monk who had always been dissatisfied with the reconciliation between the two races to the past.
This monk had an indissoluble bond with the original owner. When he was dying, the original owner saved his life. Because he was used to flattering and pretending to be pitiful, he stayed with the original owner with a shameless face. The
original owner treated him as his own little brother, regardless of his human identity, and would try his best to take care of him in any matter, and would not deliberately hide many things from him.
If an ordinary person were in the perspective of this monk, he would definitely be grateful for having such a good boss and would be loyal to him for the rest of his life.
But this monk's character was really too unbearable. He was jealous of the original owner's good fortune and was unwilling to accept why he was so unlucky; he was jealous of the original owner who could pick up treasures wherever he went, and was angry that all the advantages were taken away by the other party; he was jealous of the original owner being sought after by thousands of people, and was ashamed that he had to swallow his
anger and be a lackey; he was also jealous that the original owner got everything, while he was unknown and unknown. The original owner clearly saved his life, but he hated the original owner for saving him but not healing his leg, causing him to become a cripple who would be laughed at wherever he went.
Obviously, the original owner was always willing to share some of the treasures with his subordinates when he got the benefits, but the monk felt that he had sacrificed his life for the original owner and paid a lot, but the original owner took the lion's share and only gave him such a small amount. He felt that the original owner was too stingy and deliberately treated him harshly, which was a jerk.
In addition, the monk's parents and family were massacred by a powerful monster, and he was the only one who escaped quickly and survived by abandoning his family. Even though he was cold-hearted and didn't care about his family, he was still a "family annihilation case" after all, so he directly blamed the demons for this, and said that his red-eye disease was the irreconcilable hatred of his father's murder. He justifiably hated all the demons around him, thinking that the reason why everyone hated him was because they looked down on him because of his identity as a member of another race.
It was because of his nature that he was owed more and paid less, and he always felt that the world was the most unfair to him, that he secretly instigated discord between the two races, and was exposed. He was ruthlessly slapped to death by the original owner, and was sent back to the past by the Heavenly Dao who took a fancy to him.
The monk who returned to the past was ecstatic that not only did he not die, but he was also favored by the Heavenly Dao. He learned the secret technique of depriving luck from the memories passed on by the Heavenly Dao.
He was already very self-righteous and immediately convinced that he was the legendary chosen son of heaven, and everything he did was the will of the Heavenly Dao.
He immediately set his sights on his former boss.
Because he had been a younger brother of the original owner for many years, he knew better than anyone the treasures and benefits that the original owner had obtained along the way after leaving the mountain, when they happened, and what the process was.
He was jealous of the original owner's life, and from the beginning he planned to copy the original owner's growth path and take all the opportunities, connections, and even confidantes of the original owner for himself.
The first thing he did after rebirth was to secretly use the luck-snatching technique granted by Heaven to find the original owner, snatch the original owner's fate, and put it on himself, making the original owner the one targeted by Heaven and the one with the worst luck in the world.
It's ridiculous that the original owner should have become an extremely powerful demon cultivator, but he fell to the point where he would fall down every time he took a step, and might be choked to death when drinking water. Not to mention encountering any opportunities, he was lucky not to die in the next second.
It was also when the original owner was inexplicably unlucky after leaving the mountain, and stumbled and suffered setbacks all the way, that the Son of the World who took away his fate copied the original owner's original approach and smoothly took away the opportunity magic weapon that should have been obtained by the original owner. He used the original owner's lines and personality charm, inherited the connections and heritage that should have been inherited by the original owner, and quickly upgraded without any obstacles. Before long, he replaced the original owner and became a well-known strong man.
He was favored by fairies, valued by the powerful, and sought after by his younger brothers. While he was free and unrestrained, he did not forget to suppress the demon clan, spared no effort to provoke the relationship between the two sides, fanned the flames behind the scenes, and framed them. He
repeatedly threw the biggest blame on the original owner who kept getting up again and again with gritted teeth.
It was clearly he who killed more than 1,800 people in the sect whom he disliked out of revenge, but he fabricated evidence and slandered that it was the original owner who massacred the sect and did such an inhumane thing.
He also led the entire cultivation world to be hostile to the original owner, making the original owner like a rat crossing the street, being chased and killed by everyone wherever he went. He constantly blamed the original owner for the reason why the cultivators targeted the demon race, which made him the sinner of the entire demon race. He was angered by many demons who did not know the truth, and his situation became increasingly difficult.
At that time, the status of the demon race was getting worse and worse under the targeting of the reborn. The original owner was constantly running around for the unfair treatment of his own people despite his bad luck. His skills, treasures, connections, and even his own strength were no longer as strong as before. He was also targeted by so many cultivators and compatriots, and he was innocently bearing many unwarranted insults. You can imagine how frustrated he felt.
Until one day, the original owner, who was carefully hiding his whereabouts, was deceived by the reborn person who wanted to eradicate the root of the problem. He went to a certain place to rescue his fellow demons, but was blocked and besieged by thousands of monks led by the reborn person.
Everyone looked at him with hatred, despised him, and insulted him. He had never done anything bad and was speechless. He was caught and tortured for seven days and seven nights, feeling the pain of his soul being eaten and torn apart and facing the ridicule of the reborn person. He
even saw with his own eyes that batches of close friends who received the news and rushed to rescue him were caught by the monks, and were deliberately sent to him by the reborn person and tortured one by one in front of him. He
watched his friends being pulled out of their tendons and bones, and every organ in their bodies was refined into materials for the monks to use. The original owner pleaded miserably and cried loudly, unwilling to face everything in front of him. In endless pain, the original owner chose to self-destruct. In order to prevent more companions from falling into the trap because of saving him, he could only choose to end in this way.
And this is exactly the ending that Tiandao wants to see the most.
In this world, it is useless to kill a monk from the physical level alone, because the monk's soul is still there.
Only by letting this monk choose to self-destruct can the opponent's soul be completely destroyed, never enter reincarnation, and never cause any more trouble.
Tiandao was relieved, and everything that followed was running in the direction he expected.
Because of the death of the original owner, a monster that yearned for peace and was extremely affectionate was persecuted to the point of having to self-destruct. The monster clan lost the strong man who had been trying his best to help them, and could no longer bear the anger in their hearts. Those friends who had a life-and-death friendship with the original owner broke off completely with the human race in anger, and led their people to start a war with the cultivation world.
Anyway, the demon race has been forced into a desperate situation. If they resist, they may die, but if they don't resist, they will definitely die!
They rushed into the battlefield regardless of the cost and consequences, killing all humans who appeared in their sight.
The human world was swept by the flames of war and soon became a dead end.
Massacres happened every now and then, making life more difficult for mortals - who made the cultivators come out of mortals?
Seeing this, the monks were furious and tore their faces with the demon race completely.
The two sides were fighting fiercely here, and the reborn one relied on his own powerful military force and the support of the Heavenly Dao behind him, and he climbed up all the way, blocking gods and Buddhas. He killed the immortal who wanted to stop the war with despicable means, and naturally unified the human race and proclaimed himself the God of War.
He oppressed the demon race without any mercy, watching the war spread more and more fiercely, and the smell of death continued to spread on this land.
He was content to enjoy the unlimited glory, collect the world's treasures, and live a carefree life.
According to the calculation of the Heavenly Dao, such a war will last for a thousand years before it stops. The seeds of hatred buried in the demons' hearts will make them try to attack humans all the time. Therefore, humans dare not slack off, strive to grow, and progress rapidly... Although resources and land are consumed, this kind of thing can automatically recover in just a few thousand years, which is nothing compared to the rapid development of civilization.
Tens of thousands of years later, the monks who ascended and left this planet will gradually go to other planets to help more civilizations develop rapidly. "Short-term wars" and "demon races that became sacrifices" are just the pains encountered during the development of civilization.
The time when Si Qi was at this moment was exactly when his luck was taken away by the reborn person. He had bad luck all the way, was so hungry that he had not eaten a meal for seven days and seven nights, and was anxious to rob people on the road.
In this way, he was lured by the reborn all the way to the land where the cultivators were. The next step was to confront the Immortal Venerable who was about to go up the mountain.
The Immortal Venerable taught a lesson to the demons who blocked the road and robbed and committed evil deeds. The original owner not only did not get anything to eat but was also beaten up, and was so angry that his teeth itched.
Because he could not win the fight, he had to flee with injuries. Before leaving, he reluctantly made a harsh remark. Not surprisingly, he was wanted by the strongest sect in the world of cultivation, and started a miserable escape journey that could only be more miserable. Xiu Xiu was worried: [Master, your luck is so bad now, are you still going to see that Immortal Venerable? ] It’s better to stay out of the limelight for the time being,
right ? Si Qi recalled the appearance of the immortal, touched his skinny belly, licked his tongue, and said righteously: [I am a demon, but also an animal. Isn't it normal for a small animal to look for someone to eat when it's hungry? Why should I work so hard to find food everywhere?] Xiu Xiu was a little dumbfounded: [Yes, is that so?] He felt that his master had never been so "unpromising" before, and always felt that Si Qi's reaction was a little weird. Si Qi was righteously: [I was born a pet, and it's normal for me to be fed by others!] Xiu Xiu was still a little worried: [But you are a demon. When demons come to the human world, it is easy to expose their identities and encounter danger.] Si Qi said firmly: [Don't worry, it won't happen! 】 Xiu Xiu subconsciously wanted to ask why not, and then several cultivators with fluttering robes and immortal demeanor flew up from the bottom of the mountain. Xiu Xiu looked over through Si Qi's vision and immediately understood why. Si Qi put on a smile and walked forward, but the next second his foot tripped and he fell hard to the ground, bowing. "Ouch!" He hit his chin hard, and Si Qi fell to the ground, holding his chin in pain. The cultivators who were inexplicably bowed to him said: "…………" Everyone looked at this scene in astonishment. One of the youngest cultivators asked curiously: "What's wrong with this guy?" The senior brother next to him replied: "It seems that he is too hungry to have any strength." He clearly heard the man opposite him making a deafening rumbling sound in his stomach, his steps staggering, and his eyes shining like a traveler in the desert who found an oasis that could save his life, and was surprised from the bottom of his heart. Well, he must be hungry. Si Qi got up from the ground, patted his dirty and dusty clothes embarrassedly, and looked a little shaggy. Oh, this first impression is too bad. What if Chu Xun thinks he is a reckless and careless little guy?
Then he raised his head, looked at Chu Feng in the crowd with a sharp gaze, smiled, walked slowly and cautiously step by step, came to Chu Feng, and said to him: "Immortal, I'm so hungry, can you give me something to eat?"
Seeing Si Qi coming to talk to Chu Feng, all the disciples were afraid to say anything.
In the whole cultivation world, everyone knows that Immortal Chu is cold and doesn't like to talk. He is extremely cold in dealing with people and never gives anyone a good look.
Although there is a little spiritual power fluctuation in the person in front of him, since he is so hungry, he has not practiced fasting, and at most he is practicing Qi.
How could such a small person be in the eyes of the Immortal? Don't offend the Immortal and make him unhappy, and finally anger them.
Chu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
With his profound cultivation, he could tell at a glance that Si Qi's true identity was a demon. A demon was so bold as to run to a cultivator and ask for food. I didn't know whether to say he was stupid or brave.
No matter what, Chu Feng would never help a demon of unknown origin.
Moreover, this demon had already transformed, so its ability must not be too low. No matter what, it would not starve itself to such an extent in the mountains, and it would fall down every time it took a step. It was most likely a conspiracy when it saw them.
However, even if it was a conspiracy, even if it was a demon clan, Chu Feng would not just silence
the person without any reason when the person had done nothing. He said coldly: "I won't kill you, leave quickly." The disciples nearby saw that Chu Feng threatened to kill someone just because he was asked a question, so they all fell silent and even slowed down their breathing, fearing that their voices would be too loud and would disturb the Immortal Venerable.
But who is Si Qi? He would not be frightened by Chu Feng's threats. He spread out his two dirty and dusty hands pitifully, held them in front of Chu Feng, and said to him: "I really haven't eaten for a few days. Please give me something to eat. Can you bear to see me hungry? Hmm?"
After that, he looked at Chu Feng innocently with his big, aggrieved eyes. His simple and pitiful look made others' hearts melt. The disciples
beside him couldn't help but want to take out a few fasting pills and give them to Si Qi, but they didn't dare to move because of the presence of the Immortal Venerable.
Chu Feng stared at Si Qi's eyes for a long time with an unfathomable look on his face. After a long time, he finally raised his hand and gave him a white and lovely jade porcelain bottle filled with dozens of top-grade fasting pills.
The disciples were still worried about Si Qi one second ago, and the next second they suddenly saw that this mortal was given such a good thing. Their breathing quickened, their eyes turned red, and they couldn't help but feel jealous.
Si Qi quickly took out a few pills and fed them into his mouth. While eating them like chewing candy beans, he smiled and said to Chu Feng: "You are so nice~ I like you~"
The disciples around him were so scared that they took a breath of cold air.
Hiss -
this person is really bold!
The timid disciple who could not stand the sight of blood took a cautious look at the Immortal Venerable, and was trembling with fear that the Immortal Venerable would not press this arrogant mortal to death with one finger.
Seeing that the Immortal Venerable did not even raise his eyebrows after hearing this, and his face was expressionless as if he had not heard it, and he had no intention of punishing the other party, the disciple slowly breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead in fear.
Unfortunately, he didn’t have time to relax for long. The next second, he saw the guy who had eaten a few top-grade fasting pills and still felt it was not enough, and said shamelessly: "Master, you look so rich. Are you still in need of disciples? I think I am talented and smart, and very suitable for cultivating immortals. Do you want to accept me as your disciple? I am well-behaved, sensible and obedient. I will never suffer a loss if you accept me~"
Disciples: "…………"
Where did this top-grade thing come from? No wonder he was so weird when he first appeared. It turns out he was waiting here!
Bah! Scheming dog!
Chu Feng shook his sleeves and said indifferently, "Take the things and leave quickly."
Si Qi said shamelessly, "Don't do that~ Ouch!"
He wanted to reach out and pull Chu Feng's sleeves, but as soon as he raised his foot, he fell to the ground in front of everyone without any courtesy. He covered his painful chin and climbed up from the ground, laughing as if he didn't care at all.
Everyone knew why this person in front of them obviously had spiritual power and the material of the clothes he wore was not bad, but why he was still in tatters and looked so miserable. He
fell down every time he took a step. What a level of confusion he was. It was really eye-opening.
He couldn't help but sneer in front of Si Qi.
Chu Feng frowned slightly.
He could see that Si Qi's fall was not a deliberate show or a pitiful one, but he really couldn't control himself and would fall every time.
The boy's limbs moved naturally, and he didn't seem to have any physical illness or slow reactions.
Chu Xun was not the type of person who liked to meddle in other people's business. Years of cultivating immortals had made him devoted to Taoism
and disliked gossip. In the past, he would never get involved in such things. Today, for some reason, he felt palpitations when he saw this boy. This made him feel a little unhappy, but he couldn't help but think about him subconsciously.
Before he could react, his body had already taken a step forward and counted with his fingers in the direction of Si Qi.
Not long after, Chu Feng had nothing to say about Si Qi's extremely bad luck, and had to remind him: "Your luck is very bad."
Si Qi smiled and nodded: "A little bit, but it's not the worst. After all, I met you as soon as I got here."
He said a love word naturally and smoothly-
“If meeting you requires me to give away all my luck, I am willing to exchange a lifetime of good luck for this meeting with you.”
Chu Feng: “…………”
The disciples: “…………”
At this awkward moment when the disciples wanted to disappear into the ground, Si Qi dusted off the dust on his body and stood up again. He walked carefully to Chu Feng step by step and said to him: “Don’t you really consider cultivating me? I’m smart, well-behaved and cute. You will definitely not suffer any loss if you take me home and raise me.”
Chu Feng: “……”
Is he asking to be accepted as a disciple or to be adopted?
Chu Feng looked at Si Qi's innocent face. Although he knew clearly that he was a demon, a stranger with unknown origins and perhaps a hidden agenda, his throbbing heart kept urging him, telling him to agree quickly, agree quickly, and not refuse!
Chu Feng found an excuse for himself.
He felt that he had to keep this guy with ulterior motives by his side and watch him carefully to see what he was going to do next. This way, even if something bad happened, he could make sure to stop it in the first place.
So after a long time, Chu Feng slowly said, "Okay."
The disciples who had been waiting to see the joke and wanted to see the man on the other side show a shameful look when he was coldly rejected:? ? ! ! !
The author has something to say:
--Chu
Feng: Is this asking for a disciple or for adoption?
47: It's asking for a roommate.
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