Chapter 185: If you don't know the cause and effect, you will never escape
"Are you so sure that the child will help you enter the divine path?" The mountain god of Fengwu Mountain said with a smile, stroking the feathers of a big bird beside him. Looking closely, the appearance of the big bird was exactly the same as the owl head that the mountain god had been holding before.
After hearing the mountain god's question, Xiaobai didn't answer, but simply drank his tea. He had stayed in this mortal world for many years, and it had been a long time since he had tasted such a spiritually rich tea.
Seeing that Xiaobai didn't answer him, the old mountain god of Fengwu Mountain didn't seem annoyed. He continued to comb the feathers of the gray owl from time to time. The gray owl seemed to enjoy it very much. It just squinted its eyes and enjoyed it, and made a "coo" sound from time to time. It looked very comfortable.
After a long time, the gray owl suddenly opened its eyes, tilted its head and looked at the old mountain god. The old mountain god said "Go!" and it flapped its wings and flew towards the southeast.
The old mountain god kept staring at the gray owl until it disappeared from the horizon. Then he turned around and looked at Xiaobai. Although his long white eyebrows covered his eyes, for some reason, he could still feel the gaze in them that seemed to be able to see through others.
"I just calculated that those kids are probably gathered together now, and I think they're in danger. I saw you worried about them earlier, but why are you so calm now?"
Hearing this, Xiaobai slowly put down the teacup in his hand, rubbed his fingers and said, "Didn't you calculate that they would come back a long time ago? Since you are good at predicting, why bother asking again?" He stood up and looked towards the southeast direction where the gray owl flew, but said no more.
When the old mountain god heard this, he seemed a little embarrassed, as if his secrets had been exposed. He just laughed and said, "I am just a follower of the great god Pangu. I can't predict everything..."
Xiaobai smiled when he heard this, but he did not turn around. He still looked to the southeast, which was the direction of Nanhuai.
Based on my observations of Zhao Wuyang at the Yuanqing Faction a few days ago, while the child wasn't yet strong enough, he was constantly improving. Even if he encountered any danger, there was no need to worry. Now that he knew his identity and his wife's affairs, it would be better to leave him for a while to allow him to regroup.
Looking at the silent Xiaobai, the old mountain god sighed in boredom, shook his head and sat down. At this moment, Xiaobai suddenly turned around and looked at him. Although his eyes were calm, the mountain god couldn't help but shudder.
"I guess you secretly gave the secret recipe of Yunmeng Land to the fairy Tumi because you found it boring! Speaking of which, you are the one who started all this. I wonder how that kid from the Long family will deal with you after he finds out about this."
Xiaobai said this very calmly, then sat back on the wooden chair, holding the teacup and said no more.
Upon hearing this, the old mountain god groaned bitterly. Although he had stolen the recipe for the Resurrection Pill from Fairy Yaoji, he had only intended to study it, not to give it to Tumi. That little girl was quite capable, having easily tricked him out of the recipe. He now had nowhere to turn, fearing Fairy Yaoji would find out, which was why he had fled from Yunmeng Lake.
This is just like the fairy Yao Ji, who he sees every day. If she knew about this, wouldn't she peel off his old skin?
Now, Hui Tiandanfang didn't know where the little fairy Tumi had put him. If he could find him and explain it to Fairy Yaoji, he would have a chance to return to Yunmeng. That was the paradise of the immortals! Unlike this world, it was now filled with evil and wickedness. Even staying like this made him extremely uncomfortable.
The old mountain god took a sip of the immortal tea with a bitter face. However, for some reason, the immortal tea tasted so bitter that it pierced his cheeks...
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The Zhao residence was as quiet and peaceful as ever. Zhao Wuyang lazily sat on the porch, basking in the sun, while Madam Qiao embroidered a handkerchief beside him. Sunlight filtered through the old locust tree in the courtyard, dappling Madam Qiao's figure. However, her face was never obscured by the tree's shadow, as if the light itself grew on her face.
Zhao Wuyang opened his eyes and looked at his mother. He suddenly felt that it was not bad to live like this. It was quiet and leisurely. He then looked at the old locust tree beside him. It seemed like an old man, just watching over them quietly.
But it wasn't the old locust tree that had been silently protecting them...
Zhao Wuyang sighed secretly, his eyes filled with tears, but he said nothing, just rocking silently on the recliner...
How wonderful it would be if all this were true...
When he first stepped into this illusory place, he was confused for a long time, indulging in the love of his mother beside him, but he knew that all this was not real.
He began to dislike himself. Why was he not controlled by illusions? Why was he so clear-headed and calm? Why was the mother before him so illusory and ethereal?
Only then did Zhao Wuyang realize that the most clear-headed person is actually the most painful, because many times, he can see through everything but is powerless to do anything.
Just when he was feeling mixed emotions, he heard a ringing sound. The sound was so clear and crisp that his heart seemed to calm down with the ringing of the bell.
Just at this moment, a black cat jumped onto Zhao Wuyang's legs, scratched him for a while, turned around, found a comfortable direction, and lay down with its back to him.
This scene was so familiar. He remembered that when he was a child, he and his mother often did this in the yard. While his mother was doing her own things, she would tell him some interesting stories, such as those about gods, monsters, and cultivation of immortals.
Later, when he was older, still in this courtyard, his mother still did her work, but she no longer talked about ancient stories with him, but would often check his homework.
After the examination, he and his mother would sit in the courtyard, basking in the warm sunshine, and the days would be peaceful. Every time, Ah Jin would jump onto him and bask in the sunshine with them.
Looking at Ajin's shiny black fur on his legs, Zhao Wuyang was distracted for a moment, unconsciously raising his hand to touch him. At this moment, Ajin suddenly turned back to look at Zhao Wuyang, and those golden eyes seemed to be able to see through his heart even in this illusion.
Zhao Wuyang looked at the familiar eyes and was confused for a moment, but Ah Jin, who was staring at him, suddenly spoke:
"Nothing's wrong! Don't get lost in it, keep your heart! Now's not the time to rest!"
This...this...
Is this the real Jin?!
But after being surprised, when I looked again, Ajin had lay down again, as if nothing had happened just now.
Zhao Wuyang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up, startling Ah Jin so much that he jumped a few feet away. Before leaving, he stared at him and meowed twice in a resentful manner, completely losing his previous composure. His actions also seemed to frighten Mrs. Qiao, who was concentrating on embroidering a handkerchief nearby. She hurriedly asked what happened, her eyes full of concern.
Looking at this familiar face, Zhao Wuyang struggled for a long time. Finally, he made up his mind and said with tears in his eyes, "You are just an obsession in my heart. If I indulge in this, I will never be able to move forward, grow up, and become the kind of person you taught me to be since I was a child."
After hearing what Zhao Wuyang said, Mrs. Qiao was stunned for a moment, then burst into a smile, a smile full of warmth and tenderness. She took the handkerchief she had just embroidered from the embroidery frame and handed it to Zhao Wuyang. Zhao Wuyang looked down and saw that the handkerchief was embroidered with neither mandarin ducks nor flowers, but a wild goose flapping its wings about to take flight.
"Child, there is no right or wrong in what kind of person you want to be. You don't have to listen to others about what kind of person you want to be. It's all up to you."
Mrs. Qiao hugged Zhao Wuyang in her arms and stroked his head, as if she was extremely reluctant to let him go. Even Zhao Wuyang could not tell whether this was an illusion or reality.
After a long while, Mrs. Qiao pushed Zhao Wuyang away and said softly, "Go!"
Suddenly, the scene in the courtyard rippled like water. Looking at the gradually blurred face of Mrs. Qiao, Zhao Wuyang finally regained his composure. He quickly reached out to grab his mother, but the scene in front of him became even more blurred. He was anxious and couldn't help but shouting:
"Mother!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he fell into darkness, and in this darkness, Zhao Wuyang seemed to be asleep...
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"Why don't you save me...why don't you save me..."
Like a complaint, or a curse, Shao Xunxun's shrill cries lingered in Lu Ying's ears. It wasn't that he didn't want to save him, but now that Hui Wu was standing before him, how could he possibly help?
But Hui Wu didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him. He just looked at Lu Ying coldly without saying a word. Lu Ying didn't know what he was thinking, so he just held his breath and kept alert.
But after a long period of vigilance, Hui Wu still didn't make a move. Aside from Shao Xunxun, who stretched out his arms and wailed incessantly, the two remained locked in a stalemate, as if under a spell.
Lu Ying couldn't bear to listen any longer. Shao Xunxun's wailing made him extremely anxious. He quickly said to Hui Wu, "After all, we were once fellow disciples. Why kill him so completely?"
Hearing this, Hui Wu stared at Lu Ying and sneered, "Fellow disciple? I consider him a fellow disciple, but he only considers me a servant. He's just of a more noble birth, but how is he superior to others?"
Lu Ying didn't know how to respond. What Hui Wu said made sense, but the world was just the way it was now. Who could change it? That was why he had gone up the mountain to seek the truth! But...
"You don't have to act so hypocritical," Hui Wu continued. "You're just an accomplice who's watching from the sidelines. What's the difference between you and him? Why are you acting like this? It's disgusting!"
These words left Lu Ying speechless. He had indeed witnessed everything Shao Xunxun did back in the sect, but he had done nothing for him, not even a single word of justice. It was just...
But why did he feel like he had heard Huiwu's words somewhere before?
Just as Lu Ying was frowning in thought, Hui Wu suddenly attacked, his demonic claws wrapped in black mist, attacking Lu Ying's face. Startled, Lu Ying drew his sword to block, but Hui Wu smiled evilly, and just as he was about to get close, he turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared.
Lu Ying was extremely surprised. He didn't know what Hui Wu's intention was. Was he trying to lure Hui Wu away so as to catch him off guard?
Just as he was puzzled, as the black mist dissipated, two arms suddenly embraced him tightly. It was Shao Xunxun, who had been howling continuously. Lu Ying was unable to move. He only heard Shao Xunxun's head say strangely in his ear: "Since you won't save me, then become a demon with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the piece of meat gradually rubbed Lu Ying into it, and it made a sound like frying oil skin, which looked very disgusting.
Lu Ying was imprisoned, unable to move, and soon he was completely absorbed by the stump, leaving only a piece of his robe hanging outside. Strangely, after being absorbed by the flesh, although he could no longer feel his limbs, his thoughts were remarkably clear, as if he were still himself.
But this rare lucid thought was now trapped in darkness, unable to escape. And at this moment, a series of voices kept colliding with his lucidity.
"You're an accomplice! Birds of a feather!"
"Why don't you save me? Save me!"
"High-sounding and hypocritical!"
"I'm in so much pain! I don't want to die!"
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Lu Ying's consciousness was constantly being attacked. He wanted to cry out, but what he heard in his ears was Shao Xunxun's wailing, which was shrill, miserable and horrifying.
The wailing and complaining made Lu Ying a little dazed. He even felt that all this was his fault. If he had not been so prudent and protected himself, if he had not turned a blind eye, so many things would not have happened, and the tragedy of fellow disciples killing each other would not have happened.
It's all my fault...
It's all my fault...
Lu Ying gradually sank into despair, unable to even distinguish himself from Shao Xunxun. Suddenly, a ray of light appeared from afar. Although he had no body, he could see it clearly and could clearly feel the warmth it brought.
"No one is perfect, and the seven emotions are inevitable. Therefore, those who practice Taoism must rectify their hearts and morals, discard the dross and absorb the essence. If someone is kind, treat them with kindness; if someone is evil, benevolence and righteousness should not be tolerated..."
This was the voice that echoed in his ears when he broke through. Now that he thought about it, it actually came from Lingxiang's mouth! Lu Ying suddenly remembered the theory of the fierce tiger and the weak rabbit that Lingxiang had told him before going down the mountain.
It is true that if you let the tiger go back into the mountains, the rabbits will be in danger. But if you allow the weak rabbits to continue to reproduce, the mountains and forests will be in danger. If the mountains and forests are in danger, all living things will be in danger!
The same is true of cause and effect. The cause I sowed back then, watching from the sidelines, has now reaped the fruit of this body-devouring attack. It's nothing more than a cycle of cause and effect, so what's there to fear? Shao Xunxun's current situation is entirely due to past causes, resulting in this disastrous outcome. Hui Wu is now reaping the fruits of others' actions, but his own actions will ultimately bear fruit in the future.
Thinking of this, Lu Ying's consciousness suddenly became clear, and even his previously unconscious body could feel it again. He felt that the self in his dantian, which had been so ethereal before, could now feel more real.
Unexpectedly, this illusion allowed Lu Ying to break through the second stage of foundation building!
And at the moment he broke through, the noise filling his ears suddenly quieted down, and the surroundings returned to silence again.
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