Shuo Yu opened his eyes and helplessly looked at the old man who was scratching his eyes. A fly flew slowly onto his nose and was blown away by him in one breath.
He didn't even know that the damned thunder tribulation had brought him to that corner again, and he asked hesitantly,
"May I ask who you are, old man?"
Shuo Yu looked at the other person's face, and for some reason he felt a sense of familiarity.
"Okay, I told you that the old man's eyesight isn't blurry yet. You're such a careless bunch, you didn't even confirm whether someone was dead or not. Luckily, you met me, kid. Let's go, let's see if I can fix you!"
Shuo Yu was struck by lightning and could not move at this moment. He just watched as the ragged old man in front of him carried him to the wooden cart with great effort. During the physical contact with the other person, he could clearly feel that this slovenly old man was just an ordinary mortal, and even seemed to be in poor health.
He lay on the flatbed, looking sideways at the busy figure of the old man.
A pair of warm hands covered his eyes, making him inexplicably want to sleep.
He was startled. Logically, he wouldn't feel tired, let alone sleepy, after months without food or sleep. Could this be some new kind of trap? Could this old man be someone in disguise? His sworn enemies popped up in his mind one by one, trying to figure out which one was more likely. The more he thought, the sleepier he became. The hands kept covering his head, and the unclear Xi'an dialect stroked his eyelids.
"Go to sleep, go to sleep, you'll be there when you wake up."
He fell into a deep sleep, and before falling asleep he only had time to lament that he had capsized in the gutter.
Shuo Yu felt that he was dreaming, and maybe he would go back to where he was when he woke up, so he closed his eyes with peace of mind, and felt that his rubbish rivals were not capable of doing this.
In his dream, his spirit continued to float upward until it reached a dark place. He looked at the small ball before him, which emitted a soft light. He reached out and touched it. It felt furry?!
He even sensed the movement of life force on it. What was this thing?
"So you were the one who brought me into this world?"
Shuo Yu asked the unknown thing in front of him uncertainly,
"Yes, yes~"
He let him touch the ball of light without getting angry, after all, it was him who needed help.
"Why, what do you want me to do?"
Shuo Yu really wanted to know this. Logically, after going through the thunder tribulation, shouldn't he have ascended to become an immortal? Why was he brought to this small world again?!
"The Heavenly Dao of your world said that you are about to ascend. When a cultivator ascends, part of the heaven and earth will be restored. Here, humans have been waging war recently, and everything is in chaos. If I were to do it myself, it would take me a long time to restore everything. That's why I spent a lot of treasures to get you back. As long as you successfully overcome the calamity here, you can become a true immortal. I will help you. I will do anything you ask."
Shuo Yu reached out and touched the small ball of light in front of him. It was neither hot nor scalding, but warm, much like the hands that covered his eyes before he fell asleep. In fact, it made no difference to him where he passed through the tribulation.
When he reached out and touched the ball of light, he also saw the wars He had mentioned, cruel, bloody, and with corpses everywhere. He thought he should have been numb a long time ago. After all, he had seen too many "wars" in the world of cultivation for ten thousand years, between cultivators and cultivators, and between mortals and mortals.
Even mortals and cultivators, even the Piao Miao Sect where he once stayed was affected by the unprovoked war and he was the only one left.
He told himself that this was normal, because the resources in the world were inherently unequal. If someone wanted to make further progress, someone else would have to suffer.
He practices the way of inaction and lets things take their course. Don’t things happen because they are bound to happen?
No one can change anything,
He sighed in his heart, silently chanted a meditation mantra, and suppressed other emotions that emerged in his heart.
However, he still agreed because this small ball of light, AKA the Heavenly Dao of this world, told him that he would definitely be interested in this world.
When he opened his eyes again, he looked at the starry sky above his head, sat up in one breath, looked around at the wounded lying around him, almost dying, and sat cross-legged among them. After observing them for a while,
"So this is the leader's world?"
It's not like he hasn't been to various small worlds before. Some of them even have the same level of technology as his modern life, and some even have the same writing as his previous life. But in the end, they are still different.
He rubbed his face, trying to recall something.
Large amounts of data will overwrite smaller amounts of data. He has only lived in the modern world for more than twenty years, but he has lived in the world of cultivation for ten thousand years. His memories of those short twenty years have almost been overwritten, not to mention the plot about the captain. He still remembers several characters with more roles because of his excellent memory.
Shuo Yu looked down at the layer of black ash on his body. It was all caused by the lightning. It would fall off easily if he rubbed it. He had to go wash it.
But first he had to find the old man who brought him here. No matter what, it was the old man who dug him out from the pile of corpses and saved his life. After all, no one wanted to sleep among the dead for a night.
When Shuo Yu stood up and wanted to find Hao Xichuan, he ran into a man when he passed a door. The man pointed at him in surprise and said,
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