For the whole night, Yomi and Yoshizaka were immersed in the collision of wills.
The sky and earth were spinning, and the sun and moon were dim.
In the distant and unimaginable snowfield, the sky was already falling and the earth was cracking.
Wild warriors and monks who had broken their vows.
They laughed heartily and were immersed in blood and fighting. They prayed devoutly, grateful for each other's meeting and such a hearty battle.
A clear fist mark appeared on the sword saint's skinny face.
And on Elder Luo's body, sword marks crisscrossed like a net.
Once, and again, and again ….
Countless times.
They closed their eyes and imagined the beauty of meeting each other.
Smiling.
Until the sun shone at dawn.
The burly old man looked back at his opponent beside him. "Are you satisfied, Yomi?"
The old man let out a sharp laugh and let him wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were shining with a terrifying fire. It was so dazzling.
"Can we do it again?" He said, "I want to do it again."
"Forget it, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back and really kill you …"
"Ha, you say it as if you can do it."
The sword saint laughed. "I haven't lost yet!"
I haven't died yet.
"You're just being shameless. I won't play with you anymore." Elder Luo said in disdain, "You can't afford to play."
"But we can keep playing."
"But it's meaningless." Elder Luo said, "No matter how much growth and joy you gain, it will only increase the pain and sadness of death. You should learn to stop."
"Then, the last time?"
"The last time."
The two old men smiled and stared at the rising dawn in the distance.
This was the last time they played.
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When the morning dew wet Huai Shi's pants, he saw Elder Luo walking out of the gap. As if he had returned from a night trip, he was satisfied. His footsteps were light, and he hummed a vague song.
He saw Huai Shi leaning against the corner of the wall.
"Are you leaving?" Huai Shi asked.
His footsteps paused for a moment and he looked over.
Huai Shi also looked at him.
His expression was calm.
"Yes, time waits for no one." Elder Luo said, "Before death comes, we all have things to do. We can't rest yet. Be it me or you. "
"Where are we going?" Huai Shi asked.
The old man said, "To finish the unfinished business of the past."
He took a deep look at Huai Shi. "If you feel sorry and want to repay me, I only have one thing for you."
"…"
Huai Shi did not answer.
Elder Luo didn't say anything else. He waited for him until he shook his head. "I don't want these things."
The old man smiled. "Then do you want money? I still have money here. "
"… This is not something that can be exchanged." Huai Shi said, "You taught me Drummer, Yu's Steps, Ultra State, and now you are teaching me these. Mastery State, help me gain a foothold in Ying Continent, help me increase Great Si Ming's divinity. I really appreciate it, but I can't do it. "
"I haven't even said anything yet."
Huai Shi was amused. He could not bear the absurdity and anger rising in his heart. "But what else can you ask me for?"
Luo Xian.
She was the only person he cared about in this world.
Other than that, was there anything else that could make him spare no effort?
Under the rising sun, the old man in the shadow stared at the student in front of him and told him word by word, "One day, if everything is irreversible … Huai Shi, please, kill her."
Huai Shi was indifferent. "Do I have to do it?"
"Because only you can kill her, isn't it?" The old man said, "Only you personally created her today, a Child of the Abyss who is even more unrestrained than before."
He said, "You have the responsibility to kill her."
"Everything is not irreversible." Huai Shi said, "Even in the end …"
"There is no end to speak of," the old man said.
"You have seen the end. Since the end of the rookie competition, what remains is no longer a state that you and I can understand …"
The so-called solidification, the so-called sublimation.
They were originally one body.
They were all rebellions that broke away from the Silver Ocean.
If the existence of the Silver Ocean was regarded as a whole of humanity, then the sublimers and the solidifiers were unforgivable heresies.
Regardless of whether it was beneficial to the present world or not, these two were violations of the three major seals and were hidden dangers that threatened the existence of the Silver Ocean.
Even if it was beneficial to the present world because it could increase the correction value and could be allowed to exist, the Astronomy Association had always been stubbornly holding on to more than a hundred sublimation quotas every year and refused to mass produce sublimers. It was also to maintain the stability of the Silver Ocean.
Actively extracting a soul from the Silver Ocean through technology and means, no matter how cautious they were, would cause damage to the Silver Ocean.
Even if it was a 'wild sublimer' like Huai Shi who broke free from the main body through various accidents, even if the consequences were smaller, it was not worth encouraging and advocating.
At the same time, during this process, the sublimation of consciousness into a soul would inevitably bring about impact and change. Perhaps most of these changes were positive, but change was change. It was impossible to ignore it just because it was good.
Solidification was also a change.
Just like the water vapor that sublimated from the sea froze into frost, this change was far more violent and thorough than sublimation. It could even completely change a person's consciousness and thoughts. Under the influence of 'temperature', it was infinitely closer to the abyss.
It was a drastic change that could turn the world upside down.
The new self would kill the old self.
The monster killed the human.
No, it would be better to say that the solidified soul created by the abyss used the old consciousness as a hotbed and nourishment. After swallowing everything, it was born with a new appearance.
At that time, the solidifier would no longer be the original sublimer, but just a container that contained the essence of hell.
Just existence and the present world would cause distortion. Just breathing would cause damage to the world.
It was like an irreversible cancer.
It had nothing to do with morality or interests. This was a hostile relationship that existed in this world before humans were born with consciousness. It could not be avoided or alleviated with any other good reason.
Once Luo Xian became to that extent, Huai Shi could never be compatible with her.
"She was originally heading towards solidification …"
The old man said, "But she was changed by you."
Huai Shi said angrily, "But all I did was play some insignificant tricks. A little bit of love won't change anything. Why don't you want to believe that she chose to stay! "
"I believe."
The old man nodded, so solemn and serious. "That's why I'm so grateful to you, Huai Shi. You gave her a reason to stay."
"But, all of this is not based on her will …"
He asked, "What state do you think she is in now? Is it sublimation? Or solidification? Or hovering around the melting point? "
The answer was both at the same time.
The innate essence of the abyss and the soul that was born as a human were contained in the same body. Even with the mediation of the Celestial genealogy's Stigmata, it could not be guaranteed.
From the day she was born, part of her had already entered a solidified state.
It was like stepping on the edge of a cliff. Part of it was in hell, and part of it was in the human world.
Now, she had already left the edge of the cliff, but she did not return to the ground. Instead, she came to the top of the abyss, stepping on a thin line, moving forward alone … No one knew when this thin line would break, nor did they know what was waiting on the other side of the line.
She was well aware of this.
So she chose to escape, to exile herself, and to seek answers.
But there would be no answers.
Exile would not lead to any results.
One day, she would travel the entire world. At that time, she would find that she could not find any answers.
"At that time, everything will come to an end," the old man said. "If the end is the worst one …"
Huai Shi interrupted him. "You know I won't do that."
"Of course I know."
The old man nodded matter-of-factly. "That's why I'm telling you."
"Otherwise, why don't I look for Xuan Niao? Fu Canguang? White Emperor's son? Even if it's a Weapon Grandmaster, I can find some connections … Why would I come to you, Huai Shi? "
Huai Shi was stunned. He saw the mocking smile on Elder Luo's face.
"What do you mean?"
"It's simple, Huai Shi. As long as I tell you, you'll feel an inexplicable sense of responsibility. You won't ignore it, and you'll do it again and again … I don't believe in promises and promises, but I only have expectations for your ignorant nature."
He raised his hand and patted the young man's shoulder. "I believe in you."
The world might change drastically tomorrow, but you can always believe in Huai Shi, the tool of the world.
"… What kind of f * cking logic is this?"
Huai Shi could not help but feel that it was ridiculous.
"Look on the bright side. Maybe there will be a solution tomorrow, right?"
The old man put his hands in the pockets of his tight shorts. Like any old man going out for a morning exercise, he walked away unsteadily.
"Wait, where are you going?" Huai Shi turned around and asked.
The old man waved his hand without looking back.
Tell him.
"I'm going to hell."
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Kavanasi, India
A scorching wind blew from afar. The traveling girl looked up at the tragic scenery below the ridge. She could not help but sigh. "It's just like hell."
Beside him, a stooped Indian was holding a walking stick. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. "If you go any further, you'll be out of our range, Madam Luo."
"Ah, it's okay. It's good enough that you can send me this far." Luo Xian moved her body and listened to the creaking sound from her neck. "I'll walk on my own from now on."
"Please … be careful."
The guide swallowed and looked down at the hell on earth below.
People who could come here probably did not care about safety, right?
The Kavanasi Temple, which was once the most prosperous holy land of destruction in India, had now sunk into the darkness behind the light of isolation.
Through the faint light curtain, one could see the wriggling ferocious objects in the darkness and the burning blood on the dim light.
Fifty years ago, one third of the Indian lineage was pushed to the brink of destruction overnight. Even after so many years, it was still difficult to recover.
The culprit who caused all this, the element of destruction that caused the Kavanasi Temple to fall into hell, the Pied Piper, had long disappeared into the darkness.
"To be honest, I'm curious."
The guide mustered up his courage and said, "The interior of Kavanasi is already a real hell.
Although it is offensive to God Shiva, it is already a place where evil is entrenched. One day, the Tianwen Association will ignore the objections of the lineage and sink this place into hell.
Over the years, it's not that no one wanted to enter it, but they were all desperate desperadoes or simply explorers who had no way out and wanted to make a comeback. Very few people returned … But why did someone like you choose to come here? "
"Eh? Do I look different from those people? "Luo Xian laughed.
"To be honest, I'm more afraid of you," the guide said bitterly. The guide replied bitterly. Even though the young girl in front of him had never done anything violent or bloody, he could instinctively sense the malevolence and darkness that made him shudder.
She had never tried to hide her feelings.
"To be honest, it's just on the way."
Luo Xian thought for a moment and said seriously, "But I thought that since I'm passing by, I might as well go to the place where my father studied. It's also a kind of spiritual baptism."
She paused and stared at the hell in front of her. She whispered softly, "Besides, I'm also very curious …"
What does my mother's hometown look like?
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