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Western Border, Tianlai Tower.
Zhu You stood on the top of Cuiwei Mountain. He had been at the foot of the mountain for so long, but this was the first time he had come up the mountain openly.
Lian Cheng stayed away from him. He was a little afraid of this mysterious old man. He even pulled Ding Yan.
"This senior has a bit of an evil streak, stay away from him."
Ding Yan: ...
He explained good-naturedly: "Mr. Zhu is our guest."
Pei Xilai, as the sword master, led 30,000 disciples of Sanchi Dao to the front line to attack the sky, leaving him and Lian Cheng to guard the rear.
——It can’t be completely considered the rear. For example, what the uncle-master and this senior are going to do next may very likely make Sanchidao the target of public criticism in the next moment.
But Zhu You himself had no sense of doing great things. He even seriously corrected him, "Zhu You. My Zhu is not my last name."
Ding Yan: ...
Zhu You added: "Would you call your junior fellow student's 'unspeakable' 'Mr. No'?"
Lian Cheng was surprised and asked, "How do you know he really called it that before?"
Zhu You: ...
He shouldn't have expected that the three-foot-long path would produce a few smart brains. Every one of the people on this mountain was a reckless man who only had strength but no brains.
I don't bother with them.
He continued to look at the water mirror that reflected the interior of Cuiwei Mountain.
It was Ling Yuyi and Li Bai. The place they were in seemed incredibly hot, even distorting the images projected by the water mirror. Zhu You zoomed out a bit. Behind them lay vast expanses of red lava, and in the center of that lava stood a sword, quietly.
When Li Bai realized where she was, her eyes widened slightly: "It's actually underground fire."
It was just a few breaths of surprise.
This is understandable. As a major weapon refining sect, they still have these foundations. However, I didn't expect that this underground fire was inside Cuiwei Mountain.
Ling Yuyi made hand gestures while slowly saying, "Seventy percent of the underground fire in Cang Xuan is here. Cang Xuan's astronomy and geography have all been altered. Astronomy has been monopolized by the Great Lord Qingtian, and the stars have become tools of destiny. As for geography... it was moved by mortals to fill the sea.
The north is plagued by snowstorms, the west by wildfires, and the south by rivers and seas. Only the east is truly spring-like year-round, its soil and water perfectly balanced. This is because the east is home to the largest number of mortals.
However, for cultivators, being too ordinary in geography is not necessarily a good thing."
The reality is the same. The wind and snow cultivate their hearts, the mountain fires sharpen their blades, and the rivers and seas nurture a sense of vastness in their chests. Only the East seems to be good at everything, but not the best.
She spoke without stopping her hands. Under her spell, the magma automatically split to both sides. She raised her head towards the sword in the center and said, "Try it."
Li Bai had heard Ling Yuyi's theories before. During the two years Xie Fengxue had taught her, he'd explained everything. She'd felt drowsy listening to the cultivation methods, but these strange stories had her in high spirits.
Now when I hear other seniors talk about it, I feel a different mood.
She raised her head and looked at the sword in the middle of the molten lava.
"Senior, what's its name?"
"It has no name." Ling Yuyi said, "It has been waiting for its owner to give it a name."
Li Bai stretched out her hand, and without even using spiritual power to summon it, the red sword fell into her hand.
Zhu You was right, this sword really suits her.
but--
"In this case, it can only wait."
She always had another sword on her waist. Although Wu Ji was not very happy about it at that time, it was indeed the sword she chose.
Her sword.
Only then did Ling Yuyi finally look at the girl with an equal gaze.
Is it because you get so little that you care so much about what belongs to you? This should not be the idea that the pampered little sister of Cangfeng Mountain should have.
She had no intention of exploring the reasons behind Li Bai's personality formation, but she liked how Li Bai cherished her sword.
"It doesn't matter. It won't care." Having absorbed so much mortal resentment, the Heaven-Fighting Sword was most concerned with venting the mortals' rage against their bounded fate. It didn't care what they called it or who was using it. Ling Yuyi flicked the blade. She felt a strong connection with the sword, not just because it was wrought with Qi Zhuo's blood, but also because she shared in that overwhelming rage.
“You don’t have to own it, you just have to use it.”
The swordsmith's eyes reflected the crimson firelight. She entrusted the hard work of three generations of Sanchi Dao to Li Bai. She actually didn't trust this young girl. That little hope was because of Zhu You.
The sword cultivators of Sanchidao are indeed not good at using their brains. They rarely think, so when they make a decision, they are more decisive than ordinary people.
She is willing to give everything for that little bit of trust.
——
Zhu You took back the mirror and waved to Lian Cheng.
He quite liked this young man who spoke so well.
"This world is divided into heaven and earth, and into the six paths, and the six paths are also called the path of sentient beings."
"The Way of Heaven. Only Heaven can destroy Heaven. Zen Master, your uncle merged with the Way of Heaven for this very reason. This battle will last for a long time, and the outcome will not be between them, but will depend on the destiny of Heaven and Earth, that is, the struggle between all living beings and the thick earth."
He even suspected that Changxia was doing the same thing now. The girl committed suicide so decisively, which made it even more strange.
But he was too lazy to explain these details to the two people in front of him.
"The path of all living things is the battle they are currently fighting. Upon closer inspection, the ghost world has yet to be unified, relying only on the six paths of reincarnation to maintain its existence. It's not a force to be reckoned with, and the divine path is not yet evident. Now it's a battle between humans, demons, and devils, and the immortal path. The outcome of this battle will be decided soon."
Fate is in the hands of man. The stagnant fairy world cannot last long. I just don’t know whether Changxia can achieve his goal by sacrificing the entire fairy world.
"The battle for thick earth begins right now." This was supposed to be a shocking speech, but there were only two people in the audience. Looking at their clear eyes, Zhu You knew that his speech today was in vain.
The sky sends down sweet dew, and the earth nourishes all things. This is also the idea proposed by Zuo Qin. What can defeat "sky" is not only "sky" but also "earth".
Heaven is the destiny of all living beings, and earth is the wish of all living beings.
He settled in Cuiwei City thousands of years ago just for this moment.
Seventy percent of the Cangxuan Earth Fire is in Cuiwei, not only to regulate the geography, but also to forge this thick earth sword to mobilize the power of the earth veins to resist the majestic power of heaven.
Zhu You got angry when he saw these two brothers who seemed to understand but not really.
"Do you know why your uncle didn't choose you two?"
Lian Cheng said strangely: "I still know what kind of character I am."
Zhu You: ...
Just say that you can’t communicate with people who are ignorant.
Ding Yan interrupted at this time: "Because the love and hatred of the disciples of Sanchi Dao are too straightforward, they can be seen through at a glance, and they can't handle delicate emotions..."
He was actually more sensitive than Lian Cheng. Occasionally, he would have a flash of inspiration and could understand the hidden meaning of words, like at this moment.
As if by divine help, he suddenly understood the temptation of the strange senior in front of him.
—Don't you feel the slightest bit of resentment when an outsider takes away the sword forged with the blood and sweat of three generations of your Sanchi Dao?
But understanding is one thing, but how to explain it so that this senior can understand it is another question.
Each sect has its own undertones. The perpetual snow of Yunting fosters the delicate perceptions of its inhabitants, while the blazing fire of the Three-Foot Dao burns away all impurities. Here, only the purest emotions can touch their raw hearts.
Ding Yan pondered for a moment, "That sword is kept in a place where the underground fire converges, and every day it is washed by the hopes carried by the fire. The power of the wish is too great. I tried to hold it, but I couldn't fully perceive it."
If you cannot fully perceive a sword, you cannot use its true power.
Although it was a little regrettable, it wasn't a bad thing. Ding Yan looked at the streams, plants, and insects of Cuiwei. The scenery here had remained the same for thousands of years, just like him, there was nothing special about it.
He has an above-average family background, above-average qualifications, and above-average cultivation, but he is so mediocre that few people mention him. Occasionally, someone thinks of him and just sighs casually, saying that the eldest brother of Sanchidao is actually a good person.
There is nothing else.
Ding Yan had no opinion on this because they were all right.
And, there's nothing wrong with that.
There are people in this world who are glamorous and born to be the center of attention, such as the brother and sister in Zang Fengshan, and his junior brother Pei Xilai.
There are also mediocre and unworthy people in this world.
Like himself.
This is the way the world is, and he accepted it calmly.
People who think less are more likely to have clear thoughts. Zhu You glanced at Ding Yan and suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing for people with three-foot-long Taoism to be brainless.
They don't seem to think it is a shame to have their swords held by others.
Treat it with a normal heart. This is easier said than done. In Zhu You's eyes, this is even more difficult.
His existence is due to resentment and resentment, so it is difficult for him to understand this so-called open-minded "good person".
Anyway, they were living in a different place, so he couldn't be as open-minded as Ding Yan. The old man scratched his neck and nonchalantly pinched the increasingly deeper cracks together.
Instead, he judges others by his own standards.
——
Inside Cuiwei Mountain.
Li Bai in the center of the underground fire seemed to have reached a very critical moment. The girl sat cross-legged in the flames with her eyes closed. The nameless red sword and Wu Ji were alternately circling around her body. The sword light was sharp, as if she was fighting against something unknown.
Ling Yuyi stood beside her, arms folded, watching coldly.
Zhu You suddenly came in at some point and smiled at Ling Yuyi.
"You three-foot-high-brow brats are so easy to fool. You let me into your forbidden area after just a few lies."
Ling Yuyi looked at him in surprise.
"Senior, when you first arrived in Cuiwei, the ancestor gave you all the authority of the Three-foot Dao."
Zhu You: ...
So what was the point of him sneaking up the mountain to help the Sanchidao people forge swords in those years?
He no longer dared to speak casually, for fear that these straightforward swordsmen would tell him some big truth, making him look even more like a fool than these fools.
So Zhu You also imitated Ling Yuyi, folded his hands and watched coldly.
If Li Bai fails, they will be next, and the next.
"Senior, do you think she will succeed?"
"Why not, she was born to bear the fate of all living beings?"
"In fact, I have always wondered why you didn't pick up the sword yourself."
Li Bai over there was obviously in extreme pain. The red blood vessels spread along the meridians under her fair skin, as bright as camellia. However, Ling Yuyi had no intention of rescuing her.
She continued to chat with Zhu You in a leisurely tone.
“You are the best fit, aren’t you?”
Zhu You pointed at himself.
"No, no, no, I've long lost the will to wield a sword."
Over the years, he has forged and refined swords, but never used them.
He and Li Bai were both so-called "straw dogs". They were once decorated with green and yellow and embroidered with silk, but were later discarded and trampled upon at will.
Li Bai was luckier, as someone caught her before she fell.
By the time he and Zuo Qin met for the first time, Zhu You had already turned into mud and rubble.
At that time, Zuo Qin was not yet the master of Zuo Mountain. He was just an ordinary, arrogant and mean boy. He picked up the dirty broken porcelain pieces on the ground and said sarcastically: "You are also abandoned."
He is a spirit born from porcelain. He has his own thoughts and ideas. Apart from his flesh and blood body, he is no different from ordinary people in nobility. Ordinary people are blessed by heaven, but he can only be shattered in the mud.
Zhu You hated the human race for creating him and then abandoning him, and he hated the heavens even more for pitying the suffering of mortals but not caring about the vast world.
Later, Zuo Qin put him together.
Zhu You still doesn't know why Zuo Qin chose him. After all, after those grand ceremonies, there were so many "sacrifices" who were discarded like trash. Those porcelain pieces hitting the ground were just like the sound of tinkling bells and bamboo shoots.
He had never asked Zuo Qin either. It was meaningless, just like God's love for the world was meaningless.
He is high above, looking down on all living beings, and His favoritism and indulgence do not need to be explained to anyone.
It was just God's will. Zhu You looked at Li Bai. Her face and body were covered with a hideous red color, and her winding blood vessels bulged, making the girl's beautiful face look horrible.
She clenched her teeth so hard that blood oozed from the corners of her lips.
She was created just to be a chess piece for Xie Fengxue to help Changxia gain a glimmer of hope.
She was so weak that even her fate was manipulated by others, but she still used her pitiful freedom to fight for Changxia, who was favored by God.
What a ridiculous struggle.
Zhu You suddenly laughed, then turned to Ling Yuyi and said, "It's boring, it's boring!"
He wanted to add more fuel to their already crazy plan.
So he squatted down and peeled off the remaining Xirang on his body. Then the broken porcelain that were stuck together by the Xirang also collapsed. Finally, a piece of curved broken porcelain supported the one-inch square Xirang.
He poured the last bit of his will from all living beings into the magma, and the light of the formation that covered the entire earth fire emerged instantly. The Xirang turned into a cocoon, wrapping up Li Bai.
This sudden change did not move Ling Yuyi much, and she was always ready to sacrifice her life.
At this moment, a faint sound like a candle was heard in the wind.
"What color is my wish power..."
Ling Yuyi was stunned, then closed her eyes, opened them again, and answered him.
——It is a red color as gorgeous as blood.
Has flesh and blood been born?
Zhu You's last bit of consciousness dissipated in the flames.
Zuoqin, do you look upon my ignorance and distortion as God looks upon us?
Even though I hate the heavens and love the world so much, my deepest ambition is to be born into mortal flesh and blood.
Those things called "hatred" are actually the unwillingness and jealousy of not being noticed by God.
His destiny as a "sacrifice" was simply to please his God.
It's so boring.
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