When Shen Qingyi looked into Shen Ru's eyes that seemed to see through everything, she could no longer hold back her tears.
"Qingyi, I once looked at my entire life in the Destiny Mirror. I know that I have never had a disciple in my lifetime, and I have never met a little female cultivator named Shen Qingyi..."
Shen Ru smiled slightly, and his originally somewhat transparent body seemed even more transparent.
"Mr. Shen!"
"In life, flowers bloom and fall, fate comes and goes. I was born in humble circumstances and have experienced countless hardships in this world, but I have never regretted anything. Even though I know the future direction of my life, even though I know I will never be able to pursue the great way in my entire life, I still have no regrets. Because in this cycle of reincarnation, I have seen you, them..."
"I know everything, yet I'm powerless to do anything. I can only watch helplessly... watch them happen, watch them lose. I don't know what the future holds for the Floating Myriad Realms. I've even wondered if even if we tried our best, it would still be futile... The Destiny Mirror is destroyed, and time has stopped at the 63,526th year of Tianyuan... exactly this year..."
"Qingyi, don't cry, don't be sad. Even though I know we will die in this battle, it's inevitable in life, so I'm not afraid. In fact, right now, I'm happy... because... I... we saw you... This is a blessing in disguise!"
Shen Ru wanted to touch Shen Qingyi's head gently, but at the moment of touching, it went straight through.
Shen Ru's figure became fainter and fainter, while Shen Qingyi's figure became more and more solid.
"The inheritance has been planted in your heart, Qingyi... I also see another inheritance in you, and I also see your heart... the fate between you. Child, all the ways and all the methods are for cultivation, all for the cultivation of the mind. Even if it is not my way, I do not deny its existence and its great way. Do you understand? There are three thousand ways, and all are interconnected. The sea accommodates all rivers, and the great way... is inclusive!"
"Mr. Shen!"
The blood-red color filled the air, completely covering the entire Tinghai Mountain.
When Shen Qingyi opened his eyes again, the pavilions, sea towers, mountains, rivers and seas in front of him had disappeared.
The wind made the book rustle, and the pages turned again.
"Zheng Yan... Lei Xiangzhang... Yu Han... Mu Zhaonian... Yue Feng... Chen Jingshan..."
The pages of the book were still turning, but Shen Qingyi felt a great pain in his chest. He couldn't help but cover his face, tears falling drop by drop.
One hundred years... a full hundred years!
Such a real hundred years!
When I opened my eyes again, there were no mountains or sea of clouds on the plain, no singing of birds, and no smile of old friends!
"Floating Ten Thousand Realms Shen Qingyi greets all the seniors!"
“Snap!”
The books fell, raising a cloud of dust.
The person kneeling in front of him suddenly turned into a halo and disappeared.
As it dissipated, a ray of spiritual light penetrated into Shen Qingyi's forehead.
"The cycle of reincarnation is about to begin, a calamity for all souls. If we enter this realm of rebellious spirits, we will never enter reincarnation again until the world dissolves."
"Confucianism is flourishing, and the Confucian spirit has been born. We are willing to enter the Eye of Samsara and seek a glimmer of hope! We hope that future generations will not have to face the calamity of this chaotic world! We also hope that the world will give all living things a chance to survive..."
The pictures flashed by little by little, like a passing show.
Confucianism and Taoism were the most popular doctrines at the time, with countless practitioners, and some even semi-saints who had cultivated a heart of Taoism.
However, the catastrophe was approaching, the reincarnation of Tao Yuanming, and the endless darkness finally caused the Confucian practitioners of the time to launch a rebellion.
Silence! Silence for so many years! How many lives have perished in the calamity of samsara?
They want to fight for themselves and for future generations!
A world without resistance does not mean there will be no resistance.
When the first sound is heard, it is destined to have countless echoes.
Confucianism and Taoism, that is the Tao that has been given birth to the Confucian heart. It only needs a half-saint to prove the Tao and become a saint, so that Confucianism and Taoism can completely become one of the great ways in this world, become a great way, and become a rule!
This is the dream that countless generations of Confucianists have strived for.
However, in the 63,526th year of Tianyuan, the samsara catastrophe began, and the Confucian and Taoist practitioners, under the leadership of the powerful Confucian scholars, rushed into the Eye of Samsara with Confucian hearts.
At this point, Confucianism fell.
Afterwards, a war broke out, and Confucianists from all walks of life and the various Daoist spirits rose up in resistance...
The sacrifices, the fallen... countless.
After the war, countless races and cultivators from various factions disappeared.
At this point, the world of immortal cultivation, where a hundred flowers bloomed and a hundred schools of thought contended... ended.
Shen Qingyi's eyes were moist. The moment he opened his eyes, the sea of blood and corpses in front of him gradually disappeared.
He stretched out his hand, and the spiritual light quietly slipped away from between his fingers.
That book was made by the companion spirit creature that fell to the ground when the Confucian heart of heaven and earth was born.
Books are also sacred objects for Confucianism.
Originally named "The Book of Life and Death", the person in charge could imprison the soul of a person in the book by writing down their name. It was once a famous magic weapon for imprisonment in the fairy world.
But later on, the treasured weapon that was used to imprison and kill people turned into a book... a book that recorded the names of my comrades...
The Book of Life and Death was severely damaged in the war, mainly for two reasons.
First, too much killing can’t suppress the evil spirit, causing the sacred objects to be contaminated and their grade to decline.
Secondly, its owner wanted to use this Book of Life and Death to preserve the souls of the monks who died in the war.
Gently stroking the book, the names constantly changing within the pages, with no end in sight, also revealed how many monks had perished within...
Books are alive, so even after their owners die, the names of the monks who died in the war will automatically appear on the books.
The master's obsession has now become the obsession of the Book of Life and Death.
His fingers gently stroked the name on the page. Beneath the rough touch, there was endless resentment and evil spirit.
For those proud people in the past, they might rather die in battle.
If the soul is still there, it must be very uncomfortable to be trapped in this place full of resentment and evil spirits.
Shen Qingyi sniffed, closed his eyes slightly, and a flash of light appeared in his hand, and a ball of green light appeared.
The righteousness of Confucianism shines faintly.
Shen Qingyi wanted to give this Confucian righteousness a try.
The moment the damaged and old books came into contact with the righteousness of Confucianism, Shen Qingyi clearly felt the books in his hands tremble.
His eyes lit up, and more Confucian righteousness was infused into the books.
The yellow and black cover of the book was flashing with green light.
The pages of the book stopped turning, and black lines began to appear among the names on it.
The moment the black threads emerged, the surrounding air became noticeably colder.
An extremely strong sense of resentment spread out in all directions.
Shen Qing was quick to act, and with a wave of the Zhusheng Sword in his hand, the blue-green flames instantly surrounded the black lines.
When the black line saw Zhu Sheng and Xuan You Bing Yan, it obviously wanted to escape, but Yi Bi Yi Huo didn't give it any chance at all.
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