Chapter 1013

That's the win?

How did you win?

Zhuo rusui almost shouted this sentence out, but looking at the look of Zhao Layue and others, looking at the complex expression on Shen yunbu's head, he forcibly swallowed this sentence back, but there was still a lot of confusion.

The child stumbled all the way to the wheelchair, and the wheelchair kept retreating. Now the child jumped up. This should be a spectacular and indeed spectacular sword competition... So the winner was divided?

"You don't use the sword ghost skill of southward trend, but the spirit is separated. Why can you be so strong?"

Shen Qingshan looked at the child on his knee and asked, "can this road really go through?"

"We all go the same way."

The child looked at him and said, "it's just that I go farther than you."

The other bank is not the end of the avenue, but just a river.

There are countless mountains beyond the river. Everyone is climbing.

There may be many roads up the mountain, but the peak is the same.

Whether it is an active or passive choice, the cultivation seems to be gradually far away from reality.

Shen Qingshan's body is old and can't find a perfect way to transfer his soul, so he chose to put his consciousness in the sword array of all things, but he still retained a part of his noumenon and didn't dare to leave completely.

Maybe it's because he is afraid of the unknown form of existence, maybe it's because he still has time.

"Why can you?" Shen Qingshan asked.

The child said, "after you left, there were many great people in Chaotian mainland, such as Nanxu, senior brother Taiping, and Emperor Ming. Their way fell on me, so I walked more steadily and resolutely than you."

The way they say in this conversation is not to use the way of the body.

In short, that sentence.

"Take off your clothes and go..."

Shen Qingshan thought for a moment and said, "I remember that hundreds of thousands of years ago, our predecessors said the same thing here."

Huaxi sat on the bench and said, "it's not here, it's another mountain."

"Oh, that's another mountain."

Shen Qingshan said to the child, "you may not know that this island was also a mountain many thousands of years ago. We are on the top of the mountain. Human civilization keeps reincarnating. The surface of the ancestral star has been destroyed many times..."

The child didn't speak or urge, even if his body was so weak that he was about to disappear.

"If you can survive, there are some things you should look at and... Try to keep human beings alive."

Shen Qingshan looked at the child and said, "if you think you are human."

"What about you?" Huaxi suddenly raised his head, looked at him, said expressionless, "you don't care? Didn't you say you could solve all the problems? "

Shen Qingshan said, "I found an ancient poem in a site a few years ago."

People thought, when is it? Are you still in the mood to read poetry?

Shen Qingshan naturally ignored these people.

He looked at the soul in the deepest part of Huaxi's eyes and whispered.

"I will return the stone to the stone and let the highland barley belong to him tonight.

Everything is growing

I only have the beautiful Gobi tonight

empty

Sister, I don't care about human beings tonight. I just miss you. "（ (note)

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Sister?

Is this what Shen Qingshan called the girl when he left Chaotian mainland and came to this world? Judging from the age of life, there is nothing wrong with this name, but... I don't know how many stories happened that year.

The island was silent.

The sword idea is still floating between heaven and earth.

Huaxi's eyelashes trembled, and then weakly released his hand.

She kept holding the stone picked up by the sea in her hand.

The stone is from the moon, incomplete and slightly scorched, and has a sharp corner.

She hid the stone in her little hand for a long time.

"Sorry."

She said to Shen Qingshan, "when they threatened you with me, I was not willing to kill myself."

Shen Qingshan said, "if I had endless visible life like you, I wouldn't do so."

Huaxi laughed and said, "do you think I can still live?"

Shen Qingshan said, "based on my understanding of Qingshan disciples, I can generally do what I promised when you don't threaten them. So you should be able to live, and I wish you many years. "

"Yes." Zhao Layue said in the distance, "you will live."

Liu shisui then said, "this is our commitment."

Shen Qingshan looked at the child on his knee and said, "look, you said that qingshanzong has nothing to do with me. You are wrong."

The child said, "maybe. She will indeed live, and you will die. "

Shen Qingshan smiled and said, "when I realized the Tao with a sword for hundreds of years, I opened a sect and established a sect. The Taoism became deeper and deeper, and a question in my heart became deeper and deeper. I left the mountain to travel around the mainland to visit those new sects and asked people when I met them."

"What's the problem?" Well nine said.

Shen Qingshan said, "I asked those people, do you want to die?"

Hearing this, people naturally remembered the famous mantra of Qingshan sect, and their expression changed slightly.

Shen Qingshan then said, "I really want to know the answer to this question, but most practitioners feel that I am humiliating them and have to do it. So they die. I wonder if they really want to die?"

The faces of the people became more wonderful.

Until today, they didn't know that the famous mantra of Qingshan sect came from this.

I'm afraid the fierce reputation of Qingshan sect came from those bloody storms.

"Who wants to die? Since you don't want to die, why don't you try to live all the time? "

Shen Qingshan looked at the child and said, "I didn't know until many years later. It has nothing to do with talent and rules. It's just that even if you keep living, you will grow old. When you get old, you naturally want to die."

Zhuo rusui's eyes fell on his lap, thinking about the pictures he saw in more than a year, a little gloomy.

"My body has no feeling. It's more terrible than aging."

The child said to Shen Qingshan, "but I still don't want to die."

"Although I don't know the reason why you live, you are more determined than me."

Shen Qingshan said, "but now I'm not afraid of death, so come on."

The voice fell, and the young woodcutter's chopping knife finally fell down.

Silently, the blade cut through nothingness.

The child jumped into Shen Qingshan's arms and disappeared.

The young woodcutter took back his chopping knife, inserted it into his belt, looked at Shen Qingshan reluctantly, and turned to the sword.

The sword suddenly dispersed.

calm and tranquil.

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Zhuo rusui understands.

Everyone understands.

Why did Shen Qingshan dare not let the child close to him.

The child is in his body now.

This is the loss.

Jingjiu didn't want to make this old body the third place for his soul.

He just wants to destroy this body, then destroy the origin of the divine consciousness, and completely kill each other.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

The childish voice of the child floated between heaven and earth.

Shen Qingshan said, "we'll talk about others later. What I want to know now is, can you put it on after you take off your clothes? "

The child said, "I'm going to wear it for a few more days, and then I won't wear it."

Shen Qingshan didn't say anything more.

How is well nine going to kill him?

But the sword broke through the air and flew to the wheelchair.

Shen Qingshan reached out to hold the handle of the sword, put it across his neck and cut it gently.

A soft snap.

His head fell into the pool.

The headless body gradually digested in the wheelchair, turned into sand and was swept away by the wind.

The child appeared in a wheelchair.

Compared with his body, the wheelchair is large, empty and cold.

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The island is silent, but there is the sound of water.

That's Shen Qingshan's head floating in the pool.

The fish that he had rarely caught fled to the four corners in fear and wondered if they would come later.

Heavy footsteps sounded on the beach, and the broken robot finally moved and ran to the pool.

The robot leaned forward awkwardly, as if to see the picture clearly.

The control room had no lid, and Shen Yun's head fell into the water with a plop.

Father and son's head floated on the water, not far or near, eyes to eyes.

Shen yunbu wanted to complain about why he didn't explain his last words to himself, but he told the little girl that he opened his mouth, gulped down a few mouthfuls of pool water, and hurriedly looked up at the sky to avoid uncomfortable water in his nose.

"Hello! Do you hurt? " He asked, looking at the sky.

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(Note: excerpt from Haizi's poem "tonight I'm in Delingha". I know it has been used badly, but it is really suitable for them. I hesitated for half a year and decided to use it. I don't care what to do at this time.)

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