"Am I going the wrong way?"
Xue Kong turned around and looked at Grandma Zhuque behind him. His gaze stayed on her bright face for a moment, gazing at the face that no longer bore any hatred for him.
"Yeah." Grandma Suzaku nodded slightly.
"What exactly is Tao?" Xue Kong asked again.
"I don't know."
Grandma Suzaku shook her head: "Even if I find my own way and become a god, I will still be lost in the vastness and unable to find any trace."
"Sadly, I have only just groped my way to the threshold."
Hearing this, Xue Kong's heart moved, and he secretly urged the immortal fetus demon seed remaining in Grandma Zhuque's body.
A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Grandma Suzaku's face.
She suddenly realized that the ever-present feeling of restraint in her body had disappeared without a trace at this moment.
She looked at Xue Kong in surprise.
"Attack me with your own way." Xue Kong ordered with a firm look in his eyes.
"You are only at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and you can't bear it." Grandma Zhuque refused. If she went over, she would not miss the opportunity to kill Xue Kong.
But now, there is no hatred in her heart, only sadness.
His attitude towards Xue Kong gradually changed from mortal enemy to fellow traveler.
"If I had stopped moving forward because of the fear of death, then I, Xue Kong, would not have come this far. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns and there is a line between life and death, I will still seek enlightenment."
Xue Kong's eyes were indifferent, filled with disregard for life and death, and he was even more determined: "Even if I can't realize the truth at this moment, I must understand the method!"
He understood very clearly that using Nascent Soul cultivation to comprehend the Dao of others was probably the best way to experience the Dao, and it was much better than exploring it on his own.
"Okay." Grandma Suzaku finally agreed.
She looked at Xue Kong with her beautiful eyes, a mixture of light and dark. She raised her right hand and gently waved her green lotus sleeve towards Xue Kong.
In Xue Kong's opinion, such a simple action contained great murderous intent.
His eyes suddenly became sharp, and he activated his Heavenly Demon Battle Body to reach his peak state.
at the same time.
A suffocating breath hit me in the face.
Xue Kong subconsciously wanted to take action to resist this breath, but just as he raised his hand, he stopped himself. His eyes flashed and he faced it calmly.
He closed his eyes, feeling a strong sense of sadness engulfing him and bringing his emotions into extreme sorrow.
"This is the Dao of my pathetic path. If you can't bear it, you will suffer a mental breakdown. At the very least, you will become unconscious and insane. At the worst, you will lose all your cultivation and be lost in nothingness forever."
Grandma Suzaku's voice reached Xue Kong's ears.
He was in high spirits and prepared for battle.
The rich and overwhelming Dao thought overwhelmed Xue Kong, and his consciousness was almost instantly submerged in this Dao thought.
Cultivation is useless, and physical strength is useless.
That is the confrontation between will and tragic sentiment.
It was a wonderful feeling. Xue Kong did not feel any pain, only deep sadness in his heart.
His mind was plunged into absolute silence.
It seems to have been silent for hundreds of years, living quietly, with a beginning but no end.
At a certain moment, a gentle voice suddenly came to his ears: "Xue Lang, I cannot grow old with you in this life, but I hope that in the next life, I can always be with you."
The voice was very soft, echoing in Xue Kong's ears.
His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and a hint of shock appeared in his deep and dark eyes.
The world around me changed completely.
It was a hall with shadowy figures in it. In the middle were a man and a woman, both squatting on the ground. The man looked majestic, but half of his body was broken.
He was barely breathing and was on his deathbed.
The woman next to him held him in her arms, tears and blood mixed on her cheeks, but the tenderness in her eyes was extremely strong.
Xue Kong's expression froze.
Slowly stepped forward: "Father, Mother..."
He saw his father and mother once again, and the sadness in his heart reached its peak when his mother hit his head with a palm, and both he and his father's souls flew away.
At this moment, it was as if a big hand grasped his heart and squeezed it hard.
pain.
Sorrow leads to pain.
It hurts so much that I can't breathe.
Even with Xue Kong's great composure, his face turned pale at this moment. He staggered forward a few steps and knelt in front of the dead bodies of his mother and father.
"Hallucination... Is the so-called tragic path just an illusion?" Xue Kong took a deep breath. He maintained absolute rationality and did not immerse himself in this illusion.
However, that unimaginable pain still lingered deeply around him, making him feel as if life was worse than death.
When Xue Kong was still an infant, his father and mother left him. He didn't even know whether the scene happening in his hallucination was the scene of his father and mother's death.
"Is this really an illusion?" Grandma Suzaku's voice rang out in the hall, vague and ethereal.
Xue Kong raised his head.
He saw the Xue family members around the hall looking at him.
Doubt, surprise, hostility and fear, all the unfriendly glances pierced him directly like sharp blades.
"I understand..." After a long time, Xue Kong suddenly stood up, his eyes gradually returned to calm, and he looked down at the bodies of his father and mother.
The sadness in his eyes gradually faded, and a hint of understanding appeared in his eyes.
"This is your way, but it has nothing to do with me."
Xue Kong clenched his right fist lightly and punched towards the hall in front of him.
As a punch landed, the powerful and majestic force of the body exploded above the hall, causing the scene in front of Bai Fei to collapse.
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