It had been over ten years since Xiaoyu had awakened. During those ten years, many people had been born and many had died. Logically, a complete universe would have both a human world and an underworld, but Xiaoyu had never seen the underworld messenger who governed the realm of the dead.
Xiaoyu was a jade spirit, its innate spiritual energy representing life, and it was acutely sensitive to the underworld messenger that controlled death. If there truly were underworld messengers haunting this world, Xiaoyu couldn't possibly be completely unaware.
Therefore, Xiaoyu made a bold guess: the underworld of this big world seems to be missing?
Without the Underworld, the world is no longer complete. Yin alone cannot produce life, and Yang alone cannot grow. An incomplete world is generally unstable, and there is no telling when it will collapse.
Once the big world collapses, everything in this world will be crushed into pieces by the void. Not only will all living beings be killed, but the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth that make up this world will also be sucked into the void of time and space and crushed into energy slag.
In other words, the collapse of the big world is like the end of the world. Not to mention humans, even the entire planet will be decomposed into the most primitive components of the universe: molecules and particles.
Chana said he came to Kongming to ask him to open the Yellow Springs Road. Does this mean that Kongming has the ability to repair the damaged underworld? Or does it mean that the spiritual treasures that appeared in this world were thrown from the Lingxiao Realm hundreds of thousands of years ago and are here to repair this flawed world?
Thinking of this, Xiaoyu couldn't help but shiver.
"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Yuanyuan noticed the fear in Xiaoyu's heart at the first moment.
"Master, I mean, if... if one day, this world needs us to sacrifice our lives to save it, what will you do?" Xiaoyu thought about it and decided to reveal a little bit of its guess to Zhou Yuanyuan. What if what it thought was the truth?
"Xiaoyu, if you want to be a hero, don't involve me. I'm just an ordinary cultivator. Saving the world is such a great task that it certainly won't fall on me. Besides, even if it did, I wouldn't be able to do anything. Have you ever seen a mere Nascent Soul cultivator save the world? At the very least, it should be replaced by a super-powerful deity! Like Pangu or something like that." Zhou Yuanyuan wouldn't be led astray by Xiaoyu's assumptions. Saving the world? It was already great that she could save herself and her family. Xiaoyu, was she overthinking it? Was she stupid?
If Cha Rui hadn't been there, Zhou Yuanyuan would have been "knelt down" in amazement at Xiaoyu's imagination.
Master, this is not a joke! I'm almost scared to death. Xiaoyu felt Zhou Yuanyuan's thoughts and couldn't help but complain.
Sigh! It must have lost a lot of memory. Otherwise, it wouldn't have to keep guessing and scaring itself.
Great God Pangu! Who else could the master compare him to? Why pick the God of Creation?
Back then, after Pangu, the great god of this world, created the world, he transformed his eyes into the sun and the moon, allowing the sun and the moon to alternate on this earth. His blood turned into rivers, lakes and seas, flowing endlessly. His muscles turned into fertile fields for thousands of miles, providing survival for all things. The breath he exhaled turned into the spring breeze and the clouds in the sky, and his voice turned into thunder in the sky...
From this we can see that it is not so easy to create the God of Creation. It requires sacrificing everything, including one's life and property.
While repairing a large world might not be as difficult as creating one, the price it would cost was certainly substantial. Xiaoyu had no interest in sacrificing one's life for the sake of justice or self-sacrifice. Fortunately, his master wasn't interested either; otherwise, he wouldn't know whether to support him or abandon him.
"Xiaoyu, don't worry. The world doesn't need us to save it, and we don't have the ability to save it. Think about it! You are just a half-crippled spiritual treasure, and me! I am just a half-baked cultivator. Don't think too highly of yourself. If you think this way, will you feel better?" Although Zhou Yuanyuan didn't know why Xiaoyu had such a "ridiculous" idea, she felt the same fear in Xiaoyu's heart.
Zhou Yuanyuan's consciousness reached the sea of consciousness and found Xiaoyu, curled up under the green tree. She reached out and gently touched Xiaoyu's misty body. But the words she spoke were more stabbing than comforting.
Xiaoyu opened her wet eyes wide, trying hard to suppress the twitching of her lips. Although she knew how weak she was right now, that didn't mean she wanted to hear her master disdainfully call her a "half-crippled spiritual treasure"! Master, can we still play happily together?
"Even if it was Brother Ziqing, I wouldn't allow him to sacrifice his own life for others. I saved his life, so it belongs only to me." Zhou Yuanyuan clenched her fists as she thought of Wen Ziqing. She seemed to be saying this to Xiaoyu, but it was more like she was saying it to herself.
After Cha Rui told her he was looking for Kong Ming, Zhou Yuanyuan's heart was in a state of panic. However, she did not dare to tell Xiaoyu about her deep concerns. She was afraid that the "word spell" she had learned before could really predict the future.
Zhou Yuanyuan worried more about Wen Ziqing than herself. There was no way around it. Wen Ziqing had always held a very positive outlook. Even after enduring so much rejection and torture in his childhood, he hadn't grown into a dark person. If Wen Ziqing knew the world needed him to save it, Zhou Yuanyuan could foresee that he would rush forward without a second thought, until his life was lost.
Zhou Yuanyuan thought of this and let out a long sigh.
Her boyfriend is so selfless and cares about the world, and she, as his girlfriend, is very tired.
"Master, please get more information from Cha Rui first. I'll go look for the jade slip." Xiaoyu didn't want to waste his brain on guessing games. He wanted to know the truth, so he tried hard to look through the jade slips!
Without waiting for Zhou Yuanyuan to answer, Xiaoyu dived into the "Rainbow Bridge" in Zhou Yuanyuan's sea of consciousness and searched for a solution.
"Master, is there any way you can find our clan's 'Sacred Stone'? If so, Cha Rui will reward you handsomely." Cha Rui had no idea Zhou Yuanyuan was discussing something with Ling Bao. He assumed Zhou Yuanyuan had been silent for a long time because she was frightened by what he said. After all, Zhou Yuanyuan, while powerful, was only a teenage girl.
After being burned by the "Fiery Sun Technique" cast by Zhou Yuanyuan, he almost guessed Zhou Yuanyuan's identity: a cultivator.
According to Nawa records, monks were their natural enemies. The dark energy that occasionally appeared from Nawa people contradicted the spiritual energy required by monks and was always something that righteous monks avoided.
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