It's not forgetting, but diluting. Diluting feelings, diluting humanity, and diluting everything. After becoming a god, looking back at everything he cared about at the beginning, he would find it ridiculous. The difference in life levels means that he is no longer a human being. It's the indifference of a higher being to a lower being. For example, would a human fall in love with an ant? "
Xi nodded. She first corrected her improper choice of words, and then gave an example.
"So he has been suppressing his desire to become a god?"
All the women's faces changed. They had thought that becoming a god was a good thing, but they didn't expect that there would be such a disadvantage.
No wonder people often said that the superior gods regarded all living beings as ants.
The difference in life levels meant that a higher being couldn't look down on a lower being, which was a matter of course.
All the women felt very heavy. They didn't expect that becoming a god would be so horrible. They couldn't imagine how they could live without Ding Ning.
"Is there any way to make him become a god without losing his humanity?"
Zi Que 'er asked humbly. She suddenly believed that Xi was really the Fairy of Ninth Heaven from the Fairy Realm.
"I've told him the method, but I only read it from an ancient book. I don't know whether it will work or not, so he can only rely on himself."
Xi said lightly.
She really didn't care whether Ding Ning would lose his humanity or not. Even a god had his own emotions and desires, and he would love a goddess at the same life level.
Although she had fallen to the mortal world and her cultivation had dropped a lot, she had rebuilt her foundation, and it was only a matter of time before she returned to the Divine Path. At that time, she and Ding Ning could continue their relationship and live together.
Ding Qianlie was also not worried. She was Ding Ning's companion body, so when Ding Ning became a god, she would also become a god. There was no such thing as a higher being or a lower being.
Zi Que 'er, He Ling' er, and Kong Lei were actually not very worried. After all, they were already half a step to the Divine Path, and they were only one step away from becoming gods. It was just a matter of a few days.
However, the women with low cultivation were full of worries. They were so worried that they were absent-minded when making dumplings.
"You don't have to worry too much. Everyone's path to becoming a god is different. Ding Ning has an extremely strong will. Maybe he can break the rules and walk a different path."
After all, Xi had been with them for so long. He couldn't bear to see them sad, so he comforted them.
"If he becomes a god, I will definitely follow in his footsteps and accompany him as he roams the nine heavens."
Yagyuu Asamayu's eyes were firm, and she said lightly. Then, she turned around and walked outside. She could not wait to go back to practice so that she could catch up with Ding Ning.
Sakura was helping to wrap the dumplings. She was confused. What did he mean by becoming a god? What human nature and divinity? Were they performing a crosstalk?
Seeing that Yagyuu Asamayu was about to leave, she did not know whether to leave or stay. Holding the dumpling skin in her hand, she was at a loss.
"Well said. Isn't it just becoming a god? As long as we work harder, we'll become gods sooner or later. Don't even think about leaving us behind. "
Seeing the gloomy atmosphere, Bai Xun 'er cheered for everyone.
"Yes, as long as we work hard, sooner or later we will catch up to our husband."
Bai Lian 'er also summoned up her fighting spirit and said valiantly and energetically.
Peng Tianjie and other girls also looked dispirited and decided to practice hard from tomorrow to catch up with Ding Ning as soon as possible.
"Become a god, become a god, I want to become a god."
Kong Xuan, the little boy, did not understand what they were talking about at all, so he also joined in the fun, which made all the girls giggle.
The atmosphere suddenly became heated again.
Only Kong Xuan and the three sisters, Miaomiao, were full of bitterness in their hearts. They pursed their lips and continued to wrap the dumplings. They did not like to fight and were not interested in cultivation, but only liked to live this kind of peaceful and stable life.
But now they hesitated. A peaceful and stable life … the premise was to have a man who could take care of them! Their husbands were about to forget them, so how could they be calm?
At this moment, a seed of becoming stronger was planted in the hearts of all the women, either actively or passively. Perhaps, this was the power of love.
"Hello, Senior Brother Qisha, happy New Year. I was about to call the elders to wish you a happy New Year."
Ding Ning picked up the phone and greeted him in a relaxed tone, but there was a solemn look between his brows.
He did not know what was wrong with him just now. Those hurtful words were not his intention, and he blurted them out without thinking.
He thought of the same thing as Xi, and the first thing he thought of was whether it was divinity at work. Although he could not be sure, it was enough to make him vigilant.
"Ding Ning, this is Qu Wuyou."
Unexpectedly, Qu Wuyou's voice came from the phone, but his tone sounded extremely hurried and solemn, without the festive mood of the New Year.
"Qu … Martial Uncle, what's wrong? Did something happen? "
Ding Ning immediately realized that something had happened. Otherwise, with Qu Wuyou's temperament, he would not have spoken in such a solemn tone.
"Qingxuan, she …"
Qu Wuyou seemed to find it difficult to speak, and he spoke hesitantly. After all, Ye Qingxuan had always been against Ding Ning, but now he was asked to help Ye Qingxuan regardless of the past. His old face felt hot, and he could not speak.
"Ninth Brother, let me say it. Ding Ning, this is Xiang Tiange. Because Qingxuan had been against you before, I was too embarrassed to speak to you, but now Qingxuan's life is at stake …"
Xiang Tiange on the side grabbed the phone and told Ding Ning the truth in a loud voice without hiding anything.
It turned out that Qisha and Ye Qingxuan loved each other. For Qu Wuyou, one was his beloved disciple, and the other was his long-lost daughter. He was naturally gratified that they could get married, and he agreed wholeheartedly.
But Ye Qingxuan's identity was special after all. Not only was she Qu Wuyou's daughter, but she was also an elder of the Holy-goddess Tribe. If Qisha wanted to marry her, he must get the consent of the Holy-goddess Tribe.
Therefore, after the discussion of the three Kingdom Scholars, they decided to propose marriage to the Holy-goddess Tribe in the name of the National Warrior's Mansion according to the rules of Jianghu.
Putting aside the father-daughter relationship between Ye Qingxuan and Qu Wuyou, the marriage between the two forces was mutually beneficial for both sides, so the people of the National Warrior's Mansion thought that the Holy-goddess Tribe had no reason to refuse.
In fact, it was true. When the Holy-goddess Tribe learned that the National Warrior's Mansion came to propose marriage, and it was Qu Wuyou, one of the three Kingdom Scholars, who came to propose marriage in person, they showed enough respect. The Holy-goddess Tribe felt very honored, and they also warmly received them with the corresponding reception standards.
This made Qu Wuyou and Qisha feel relieved. They thought that this marriage was already in the bag, and there was no problem.
However, they ignored a problem, a big problem. Ye Qingxuan had already broken through to the Holy Martial Arts Realm.
After all, the Holy-goddess Tribe suffered from a bloodline curse, and the people of the tribe could never break through to the Holy Martial Arts Realm for the rest of their lives.
Therefore, they would look for orphans with good qualifications and bring them back to the tribe to raise them. This was to cultivate foreigners who were loyal to the Sacred Maiden Tribe and become the top force of the tribe.
If Ye Qingxuan was still in the Divine Martial Arts Realm, the Holy-goddess Tribe would be happy to see him and would be very willing to form a good relationship with the National Warrior's Mansion through marriage.
After all, the Holy Maiden Tribe had no lack of
For thousands of years, the number of clansmen who were stuck at the peak of the God Martial Arts Realm because of the bloodline curse could not be counted with two hands.
But Ye Qingxuan had become a cultivator of the Holy Martial Arts Realm. Even the other Sacred Sects would not easily let go of such a top-notch cultivator, let alone the Sacred Maiden Clan who had the bloodline curse.
As a result, the attitude of the maidens who noticed that Ye Qingxuan's cultivation had broken through suddenly changed, and the marriage that they had agreed to before also changed. A marriage alliance could be arranged, but it must be between Seven Kills and the maidens, otherwise this matter could not be mentioned.
Qu Wuyou was furious at that time. His disciple and daughter liked each other, and as their master and father, he could make the decision. Out of respect for the Holy-goddess Tribe, he came to propose marriage in the name of the National Warrior's Mansion, and he didn't want to be a laughing stock.
But the Holy-goddess Tribe not only did not agree to this marriage, but also wanted to abduct his disciple. How could he agree to this? Absolutely not.
So, of course, there was a conflict. It would have been fine if they didn't fight, but when they fought, Qu Wuyou realized how deep the foundation of the Sacred Sects was. A random woman who came out and exuded the pressure of the Holy Martial Arts Realm made him unable to fight back.
If it weren't for his identity as a State Warrior, the Holy-goddess Tribe did not want to offend the National Warrior's Mansion too much, so they just gave him a small punishment and made him suffer a minor injury as a lesson. Qu Wuyou was afraid that it would be difficult for him to come back alive.
He was fine, but Seven Kills was unlucky. Not only was he humiliated by the Holy-goddess Tribe, but he was also seriously injured and thrown out of the mountain gate.
The master and the disciple came to propose marriage happily, but they were injured and thrown out. This was not only a personal honor, but also a humiliation to the entire National Warrior's Mansion.
Therefore, after receiving the news, Xiahou Weiyang, who was still on the Dark Flower List in Wu City, immediately rushed to the mountain gate of the Holy-goddess Tribe in a rage. Wu Hou's title of being invincible among his peers was not just for show. Even with the foundation cultivated by the Holy-goddess Tribe, the expert at the peak of the Holy Martial Arts Realm could not do anything to him.
But at the same time, Wu Hou could not do anything to him. After all, he had just broken through the Holy Martial Arts Realm, and he was alone. In the end, he was trapped in the formation.
Fortunately, the Holy-goddess Tribe had no intention of becoming enemies with the National Warrior's Mansion. Although they trapped him, they did not kill him. They only asked him to sign an agreement that he would not offend them in the future.
Wu Hou was a proud person, so how could he yield to their coercion? Of course, he would not agree. This formed a stalemate in which Wu Hou was trapped in the formation and the Holy-goddess Tribe did not dare to kill him.
But that night, Ye Qingxuan, who was ordered to meditate in seclusion, knocked out the tribesmen who were responsible for guarding her and quietly opened the formation to let Wu Hou go.
But the formation was always under the supervision of the Holy-goddess Tribe. As soon as Wu Hou broke the formation, the experts of the Holy Martial Arts Realm rushed over.
And this time, there was not only one expert of the Holy Martial Arts Realm, but three. Even Wu Hou was no match for them.
Fortunately, the Holy-goddess Tribe was afraid and did not dare to kill Wu Hou, so he could finally escape.
However, Ye Qingxuan was seriously injured while covering Wu Hou's escape. Although Wu Hou took him back to the National Warrior's Mansion, his life was hanging by a thread and he could die at any time.
But the Holy-goddess Tribe did not give up. At this moment, they had chased them to the foot of Yan Mountain and threatened that if they did not hand over Ye Qingxuan before dawn, they would wash Yan Mountain with blood and make the National Warrior's Mansion pay the price.
It stood to reason that the National Warrior's Mansion could mobilize the official force to deter the Holy-goddess Tribe, but such a thing was caused by a private matter and was too shameful. Using the official force would only make the matter worse and make the National Warrior's Mansion even more disgraced.
What was more, the Jianghu had its own rules. Although the National Warrior's Mansion was an official organization, it was set up to suppress the Jianghu. The dignified National Warrior's Mansion was attacked by the Holy-goddess Tribe, but they could only use the official force to suppress it. If the news got out, they would definitely become a big laughing stock.
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