The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 36: Those who should be lonely are lonely everywhere
Why do people feel sad?
Sad is sad.
The spring breeze is sad for Baicheng, and the hero is sad for the beauty.
Love is sad, life and death is even more sad.
Jing Jiu's sadness is naturally not because of cowardice, nor because of seeing that person and thinking of many past events, at least not entirely.
That person is indeed special to him, but after all, it is that person himself. If he can kill him with a single sword, he will kill him naturally.
"We will eventually lose all contact with the world, leaving only loneliness itself."
Jing Jiu touched the cat in his arms, looked at the stars in the night sky, felt the coldness of the universe, and said to Zhao Layue.
Zhao Layue didn't speak, because she was sad at this time, just like when she was in Meihui, she always felt that he was slowly leaving the world.
Living in the world, you will always encounter all kinds of changes, changes of heart, and finally death that you cannot get rid of.
Even the ascetics can live forever, and even immortality can't change it. On the contrary, it will only make them see all the parting more clearly.
The avenue must be ruthless, otherwise anyone will eventually go crazy.
Even if Jing Jiu had already crossed this pass, loneliness would still pop up from time to time in the process of pursuing the avenue.
All the sadness, sadness, weakness and rage originate from this.
This is not a bad thing.
Just like the wax overflowing from the cut bark will become the most precious gem, loneliness can help the monk find peace again, and the Taoist heart will be quiet again.
Many ascetics will deliberately seek this kind of experience in order to gain insight. This is what the descendants of Guocheng Temple mean.
Of course, this requires you to have the ability to overcome it and absorb it. This often requires a lot of pain as a price, and it takes a long time.
"That's it."
Jing Jiu said.
The sky is still full of stars.
The world remains the same.
He still does.
After returning for decades, he showed some ordinary emotions for the first time tonight, and then it stopped.
Zhao Layue looked at him, her eyes full of admiration.
Ada looked at him, eyes full of awe.
He can let go in such a short time because he has a higher goal.
He knows very well that loneliness is the price he must bear.
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Regardless of whether you are mind or luggage, whether you have weight, Jing Jiu said that if you put it down, you really put it down.
He stopped thinking about the word loneliness, no more sadness, no more anger, and calmly began to deduct calculations.
——As Ah Da said, he was not such a person before, so why has he been so persistent over the years? He has gone to so many places and thought of so many ways to find peace? This may be affected by the ray of consciousness left behind by nearby people, but in fact there is a simpler reason, that is, he needs an answer.
Late spring and early summer last year, I turned through so many books in Shiyue Peak and Jingzong, and I concluded that there was a problem at the beginning of the disappearance, which means that from the beginning, the person did not want him to rise. .
So he needed that answer even more.
In the Guocheng Temple Incident more than three hundred years ago, the former **** emperor was seriously injured by the Taiping real man. He died only a few years after he lived. The old monk with the highest generation and highest realm in the temple died on the spot. Forced to reincarnate as the son of the mountain demon.
Then he brought Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing to initiate the rebellion.
If it was after that, there was a good reason for the person to harm him, but why did he do it before?
And if that person wants to re-rule Chaotian Continent and practice that crazy and evil idea, wouldn’t it be the best thing to fly by himself?
Yes, the question Jing Jiu wants to ask is that simple.
Why are you doing this?
This question really sounds like a common question in third-rate novels. It's like another classic question. Why don't you love it?
Naturally not because you have become ugly, but because you are tired of you, so you are getting uglier in my eyes.
But everything has its own rules, not as unreasonable as the love between men and women. If there is a result, there must be a cause, and everything must have a reason.
This question is also suitable for the hand-to-hand ancestors of the Zhongzhou School. Regardless of the Zhongzhou faction's ambitions, Jing Yang's ascension and departure should be the thing they would like to see most. Why did they sneak attack on him and bring so many variables?
This question has been plagued Jing Jiu until he heard the three last words of the Huiyuan Monk at Pinggu Temple, and then he vaguely understood something.
Now that person has begun to evolve, or die, or become another existence, it is difficult for him to ask the answer again, so he can only find it himself.
How can I find the answer? He needs a stone from his mountain or a mirror that can see him.
Successful ascension, but being knocked out of the dust, such an experience is extremely rare in the history of the spiritual world.
There are indeed many slanderers in the legends of Chaotian Continent, but most of them are just rumored, and only one person may be true.
After Nanxi was expelled from the green hills, it is said that he encountered the previous generation of Jianxiandongfu on an island on the sea, obtained the inheritance, and achieved the prestige of the ancestor of Kirishima.
The sea is the West Sea. What's interesting is that the island is called Zhuixian Island.
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Five years ago, Liu Ci Yijian severely injured the sword **** Xihai and killed Nan Qi.
As far as Jianguang reached, the Xihai Jianpai disciples suffered heavy casualties, and the Zhenpai sacred beast flying whale turned into countless huge masses of flesh and sank to the deep seabed.
The flying whale is too big, even after so long, it still hasn’t been gnawed clean by the little fish on the bottom of the sea. The rotten flesh exudes an unpleasant smell. As the tiny bubbles come to the surface of the sea, it fills the air. .
The smell is really a bit pungent, even dazzling, and it can't be completely dispelled by using the formation method. The disciples of Bihu Peak stationed in the West Sea Islands are a bit miserable.
The Master of Bihu Peak, Cheng Youtian, participated in the heads of the conference, and the Battle of Lengshan last year, and now he is back in the West Sea. He is very clear about the feelings of the elders and disciples. Although the sea in front of him is magnificent, it tastes far worse than the lake at Bihu Peak, and although the spirit veins here are good, how can it be as good as the green mountains?
He sighed and wondered when the young real head man would call him back?
Just as he was thinking about this, a bright red sword light suddenly appeared on the horizon, he was slightly startled, and quickly led his disciples out to welcome him.
What he didn't expect was that the young leader, the real man, would also come.
"Let Shi Yuefeng come over for you in four years."
Without waiting for you to speak, Jing Jiu said directly.
Four years is not too long for the ascetics, Cheng Yutian is not good to ask for anything.
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According to Jing Jiu's request, Cheng Youtian left.
Zhao Layue glanced at him and asked, "Why is it four years?"
This number of years cannot be said casually by Jing Jiu, it must have profound meaning.
Jing Jiu did not explain, and said to Ah Da, "Look for it."
Nan Xi was expelled from Qingshan, and the former Immortal Sword Cave Mansion he met was said to be on this island.
After Qingshanzong gained the Xihai, he had searched carefully many times and found nothing.
The legendary sword fairy secret book should have been taken away by the sword **** Xihai, but why is there no other trace here?
What Jing Jiu was looking for was not the secret book, but something else.
It didn't take long for a white light to return to the stone window like a giant painting.
Ada shook his head, but found nothing.
Even a guardian of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm can't find any traces. Is the legend just a legend? The story of the previous sword fairy is fake?
Zhao Layue said: "If you are looking for some ordinary traces, it may be in an ordinary place."
They went to Shaoming Island.
The island was cut off in the upper half of the island by the Sword God of the West Sea. The tunnels and eyes, dense like a spider web, are like an irregular combination of points and lines, exposed to people's sight.
Looking at the picture in front of him, Jing Jiu naturally thought of the catastrophe caused by the immortal urn, thought of Liu Ci, and after a moment of silence, he thought of Tong Yan again.
Tong Yan is still in the underworld and has not returned. I don't know what happened.
There was a strong wind in the library building, and all the books were suspended in the air, rustled by the wind, like being turned by countless invisible hands.
Jing Jiu stood in this sea of books. After reading it for a while, he reached out and took out one of them.
That is a very common Sword Immortal Record. It talks about the imagination and yearning of mortals in the world of spiritual practice. Basically, they are all absurd and not worth mentioning.
But on a certain page of that book, someone left a sentence.
"Yixian is also crazy and I am also."
From those sword-like strokes and breaths, Jing Jiu judged that it should be Nanxi's handwriting.
Zhao Layue glanced at him and said, "Do you want a book?"
Jing Jiu said, "Find all the old books in Haizhou City."
The city of Haizhou has been built for more than ten thousand years. Whether it is the state school or the houses of aristocratic families and wealthy merchants, there are a lot of books.
It is impossible to collect all these books in a short time.
But Xihai is already the territory of Qingshan, they can't say the word impossible to Qingshan's head.
In only three days, Cheng Youtian brought the elder disciples of Bihu Peak back to Shaoming Island, carrying a whole sword boat book, and stopped on the section that was as flat as a cake.
No matter how well the old books are kept, they don't taste so good. They mixed with the rotten flesh that overflowed from the bottom of the sea, causing Ah Da to sneeze a lot.
Jing Jiu didn't care about this, he stretched out his hand to bring the breeze, turned the pages of the book, and began to read these tens of thousands of books at the same time.
It didn't take long for him to find the person he was looking for in the county annals and a miscellaneous exam of a certain Haizhou county.
Three thousand years ago, a middle-aged lunatic suddenly appeared in that county town.
The middle-aged lunatic would go to the beach every day when he woke up, saying that his clothes were a little fit, he was thinner, and he wanted to be stronger, so he wouldn't suffer when arguing with others.
When he ran out of breath and sweated profusely, he would go to a small tavern on the edge of the county to have a drink.
Middle-aged lunatics like to eat tuna most, drinking rice wine from Penglai Island, but the amount of alcohol is very poor, just a few glasses.
Then he would repeat a sentence drunkenly.
"Don't go out."
"Don't go out!"
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If only this is the case, this middle-aged lunatic is definitely not eligible to be recorded in the county chronicles.
The problem is that one day he drank a little too much, and said a few more words.
He held the shopkeeper's hand that day, his eyes were red, and he kept talking: "It's on fire outside, don't go out!"
The shopkeeper knew him well, and said with a smile: "In that case, why don't you go out and put out the fire?"
The middle-aged lunatic said sternly: "How can the fire be extinguished? We can live by staying here."
The shopkeeper said: "What should I do if the torch burns the house?"
The middle-aged lunatic glanced at the sky, with a look of rejoicing in his eyes, and said: "Fortunately, the walls of our house are made of iron and thick enough that the fire can't get in."
The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Is there an iron wall in the sky?"
The middle-aged lunatic said seriously: "This sky is like an iron lid."
Hearing these words, the diners in the tavern all laughed, and the air was full of joy.
The middle-aged lunatic was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Since the secret has been leaked, let's do something."
After saying this, he walked to the end of the long street in one step, then jumped into the sky, and has never appeared in this small county since then.
People in the tavern saw this scene with their own eyes and were shocked to speak.
On that night, the largest cultivating sect in Haizhou City was destroyed.
No one died, but the cultivation of all the disciples of that sect was abolished, and the practice was burned to nothing.
A few days later, a small sect in the West Sea suffered the same experience.
After a few days, the national teacher of the Jiaoren Kingdom most likely to see through the way of the sky demon was suddenly found dead on a shoal.
The diners in the tavern that day still remember the scene of the middle-aged lunatic walking across the long street and jumping into the sky, as well as the absurd things he said, which naturally linked these things to him.
The question is where would anyone believe these people? Just as some gossip, it left a small mark in the county annals.
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"I have an impression of these things."
Ada walked slowly to Jing Jiu's side, jumped over his shoulder, looked at the county annals, and was silent for a while, "At that time, the Xihai tragedy was repeated, and the real master was going to see where the evil demon was like this. Arrogant, but the person suddenly disappeared. The headmaster thought it was an excuse made by those sectarian powerhouses in the north to slaughter the little faction, so he didn't go into it."
It now appears that the middle-aged lunatic should be the rumored former sword fairy~IndoMTL.com~ somehow played in the world. Suddenly, I wanted to destroy all the sects again, but stopped inexplicably. He later lived in seclusion on Suixiandao and never appeared again, leaving only a kendo secret book, creating the scenery of Nanqi and Kirishima.
Jing Jiu opened the Sword Fairy Record again, this time those seemingly absurd words had other meanings.
There are two sentences on the page where Nan Xi left his handwriting, which should be the self-evaluation of the middle-aged lunatic.
"Lonely in the sky, I am alone."
"Lonely in the world, I am the only one."
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(I only remembered when I saw the circle of friends who laughed. Ten years ago, today, the story of Jianke appeared in this world. I thought it hadn’t been too long. It turned out to be ten years. Ten years of life and death are boundless. I didn’t understand it before, but I probably understand it now. Looking back at the presumptuous, youthful and energetic ten years ago, and thinking about the chapter I wrote last night, it’s really mixed feelings. Being a human being, I don’t have to feel sorry for it, but it’s true. I am sorry to many people, including myself, everyone will have a better life in the future.)