Chapter 1803 We Were Born Into a Sea of Suffering, Crying in a Cage
The natural demon race, born with the Tao vein, has a strong talent for cultivation, and a long lifespan. It is indeed a race favored by heaven.
But the long lifespan also has an end, and the lifespan is also an eternal problem facing every demon race.
The natural lifespan of the demon race is 518 years. If there is no accident and no damage, it is the same lifespan as the gods.
The word "demon" is born noble. It is also right to enjoy this blessing.
But how can selfishness have an end? Who can laugh at life and death?
Since ancient times, the exploration of lifespan has never stopped.
The extraordinary practice is of course the right way, and it is what people with ambitions strive for. But the road of practice is like climbing a mountain barefoot. The higher you go, the more dangerous it is... There are only one or two demons who can reach the top.
Heaven will not destroy the vitality of all things. There are also rare roads outside the road.
According to legend, there is a spring of immortality in the world. The spring water will never run dry. One drop falls every 333 years, and ten drops can make a mouthful. Drinking it can make you live forever.
Ordinary monsters can live as long as real monsters if they drink it.
Real monsters can live longer than their lifespan if they take it!
The treasure spring is hidden in the world, and monsters without blessings cannot see it.
Jiang Wang certainly didn't know the legend of the monster world.
So he didn't care much about the sad song of this aging monster.
Although the form of the skeleton evolved was getting stronger and stronger, it was not beyond his control - he speculated that the strength of the skeleton should be related to the power level of Zhu Dali.
From this, it can be deduced that the appearance of this skeleton may be a test of the Shenxiao Land.
Because the real danger does not take into account the target's cultivation. Only specific tests will have rules.
The level of the monster soldiers of the monster race is equivalent to the Tenglong cultivators of the human race, and the level of the monster generals is equivalent to the inner court cultivators of the human race.
As the first inner court in the history of Qingshi, Jiang Wang, whose name can be engraved on the monument of the history of cultivation, can use power at this level, which can be said to be at the top of the ancient and modern times.
If it is under his control, Zhu Dali cannot pass this test of the corresponding power level. The difficulty of the test in the Divine Sky Land is probably such that even if you look through the world and the demon world, there are not many beings who can pass it safely... The test is no longer a test.
What surprised him was that the strange old man that this skeleton evolved into was so similar to Zhu Dali. I don't know whether it was born because of Zhu Dali, or whether it absorbed details and gradually formed in the process of fighting.
In any case, its cause is strange and there are too many possibilities.
In order not to make Zhu Dali suspicious, Jiang Wang did not use the Samadhi True Fire, but also deliberately slowed down the speed of killing the enemy to give himself more time to supplement his knowledge.
"Dao... Dao Master! Did he just say the Fountain of Youth!?" Zhu Dali asked excitedly in his heart.
Although Zhu Dali's cultivation is not good, he often hangs out in the Tao, and has come into contact with many kinds of monsters. He knows a little about everything, but he has also heard the legend of the Fountain of Youth.
Although it is said that the members of the Taiping Dao have high moral character, "their own Taiping karma, fighting for power and profit is just a mundane matter", but immortality is not a mundane matter?
If you have a thousand years to live, what can't you ask for?
If you have a thousand years to live, why should he worry about not being able to see the day when his ideal is realized?
"Don't make a fuss. What is the Fountain of Youth?"
Jiang Wang didn't know what the Fountain of Youth was. As the leader of the Taiping Dao, he should not be unaware of the rumors that Zhu Dali knew. But these did not affect his judgment of the nature of the Fountain of Youth and knew what kind of treasure it was.
"Heavenly materials and earthly treasures, exotic objects and rare treasures, there is everything in the world, and nothing can be obtained by the secular world. What you hear and see is not important. What you catch is important."
With such wise words, Zhu Dali's impetuous mood gradually calmed down.
He deeply felt that there was indeed a gap between his realm and that of the Taoist master. It is not only about cultivation, strength, and vision, but also a state of mind.
Facing a world treasure like the Fountain of Youth, even a noble demon like Tianyao would find it difficult to remain calm. In history, there have been many bloody storms for the fight for the Fountain of Youth, and Tianyao has died in the meantime!
But even the Fountain of Youth cannot make the Taoist master tolerate it!
How majestic.
Zhu Dali was still deeply moved. The wonderful swordsmanship from the Taiping Taoist master had once again killed his opponent.
Zhu Dali did not have any special feelings about this opponent who looked like him and seemed old and weak. He just regarded it as a kind of secret and weird external performance.
He was still very young and had not reached the time to fear aging.
Feeling the release of the sword force, he remained silent and raised his long sword to the corpse. In a moment, the aging corpse in front of him flowed away like water and actually seeped into the ground, leaving no trace.
"Is it completely destroyed this time?"
Zhu Dali just had such a thought in his mind...
Gurgle, gurgle.
The sound of bubbling like a spring sounded again.
Just where the aging corpse disappeared, in the gaps between the rotten leaves and dead branches, transparent bubbles bulged one after another. This was born and that was destroyed, ups and downs.
In the visual sense, it was weird and dense.
In the auditory sense, it made the listener feel disgusted and disgusted.
At a certain moment, all the bubbles disappeared.
The noise returned to silence in an instant.
Only one newly born bubble remained, growing larger and thinner. It reflected the leaves of the forest, reflected the morning light, and the bubbles overlapped...
The overlapping bubbles seemed like scenes of stories happening, like someone's life was evolving. But the light and shadows were too subtle and too small to see what kind of story it was and what kind of protagonist it was.
The more I look at it, the less real it is. But the more I think about it, the more I feel inexplicably.
Snap!
This huge bubble burst.
It makes those standing here at this time seem to wake up from a dream.
Trance has always been a dream. Although this body is here, who knows this heart!
I don’t know when a white stone appeared in front of me.
The tree-lined path under my feet extends to the white stone and turns, and I don’t know where it turns.
On the white stone, there is an obese figure sitting.
Wearing a black nightgown, a pure white mask, and carrying... two straight knives.
He didn’t look back.
With his back to Zhu Dali who came from the other road, he solemnly said: "There is a fountain of youth in the world, and drinking it can make you live forever."
Compared with the confusion and pain of the old version of Zhu Dali, this one’s voice is clear and deep, and is closer to the voice of Zhu Dali now.
"In the great war in ancient times, the demon race suffered the greatest defeat in history, completely lost the ability to dominate the world, and had to evacuate in a hurry.
As a great race that coexists with the world and dominates the world for thousands of years. Although the demon race left in a mess, they also took away some precious things in a hurry.
The Fountain of Youth is one of them.
The Immortal Mountain without the Fountain of Youth has become a mediocre mountain.
The Fountain of Youth without the Immortal Mountain has lost its eternal source of life."
The figure sitting on the white stone narrated in a vicissitudes of many stories: "Later, the evacuation passage was cut off by the human race, and the nine scheduled worlds were all destroyed. The peak strongmen fell one after another, and our demon race was driven to the Heavenly Prison World...
The ancient demon emperor determined the land, feng, shui, and fire, and replayed the world, and the great sages of the demon race After countless sacrifices and hard work, the chaotic world was finally lit up. The sage who took away the Fountain of Youth also searched all over this world and used his supreme magical powers to give the Fountain of Youth a new home and continue his life.
The Fountain of Youth is the treasure of the world, and its existence is a blessing from heaven.
Throughout the history of the demon world, there are often strong people with declining lifespans who found the Fountain of Youth and continued their glorious myths.
We believe that one day we will return to the present world. Just like the Fountain of Youth, just like the grace given to us by the Fountain of Youth... usher in a new life. "
The figure sitting on the white stone said slowly: "I once had a very important existence, but later I lost it. I have experienced too many regrets, all of which cannot be redeemed.
For many years, I have been pursuing the legend of the Fountain of Youth. When I finally found it after going through untold hardships. But I found...
"It has been dried up long ago. "
He turned around and took off the pure white mask, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Zhu Dali's, but much more mature.
On this fat, not handsome face.
Two lines of turbid tears fell.
He stared at Zhu Dali with these eyes rolling with turbid tears, and seemed to see the existence that dominated this body——
"What's the point of you living? "
This scene, this word, Zhu Dali was horrified.
The Taiping Daoist Master, who was attached to the Taiping Divine Wind Seal, was also horrified.
Perhaps what he had thought before was wrong. There was another more terrifying possibility for the origin of the skeleton and the monster in front of him - this skeleton was really Zhu Dali!
Perhaps it was not an illusion, not a creation.
It was the real Zhu Dali, who came from a certain moment in the future and met the current Zhu Dali!
The Fountain of Youth, the Fountain of Youth, what kind of immortality?
What did the legend of the Feather Clan from tens of thousands of years ago bury in this divine land?
Before thinking came to a conclusion, the obese figure on the white stone had already moved. He flashed past a distance of dozens of steps, and the two straight knives drew a cruel arc of death in the air.
Taiping Sword Record!
No, it was a more exquisite and perfect sword move derived from this.
I heard the clanging sound and saw the sword Light and electricity.
Zhu Dali was completely confused, and was dazed by the colorful things. He couldn't tell which move was which and which one had the upper hand.
Suddenly!
A stream of knife light hung diagonally in the sky.
The complex light and shadow stopped moving, and all the noisy sounds were quiet.
Zhu Dali saw that his right straight knife had penetrated the heart of the stronger and more mature Zhu Dali on the opposite side.
He saw the vicissitudes and painful eyes of the Zhu Dali on the opposite side gradually losing their spirit.
No last words were heard, and there were no other changes.
Snap!
The obese corpse burst like a bubble.
Never reappeared.
The woods were quiet, and the branches and leaves were sparse. The cold wind was restless, and the light and shadow flickered.
At this moment, Zhu Dali felt a huge sadness, as if a hammer fell from the sky and smashed his heart... to pieces.
He didn't know why he was sad.
"Five times. "
The Taoist master of Taiping, who was in control of this body at this moment, just counted calmly and examined the battle without any waves.
This skeleton related to the so-called "Fountain of Youth" seemed to replicate a process of rebirth from death, and was defeated and reappeared again and again, a total of five times.
Five, what is the special meaning?
The five elements are five, the five sense organs are five, the five internal organs are five, the five palaces are five...
"Taoist master, is he really my future?" Zhu Dali asked in his heart.
"I don't believe in destiny, but the power of time does exist. The power of fate often makes me embarrassed..." Taoist Master Taiping responded very sincerely: "Or it can be said that every monster has infinite possibilities, and this Maybe it’s one of your futures.”
Zhu Dali was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Did I kill my future?"
Only then did he feel that the Tao Master's thoughts had receded like a tide, and he had regained control of his body.
"You have killed your misfortune." A voice suddenly sounded.
Zhu Dali suddenly turned around and saw Snake Guyu covered in scars and blood.
After confirming that the skeleton was some kind of test from the land of Shenxiao, Shegu Yu's whereabouts no longer became a problem.
If Snake Yu passes, nothing will happen. If it doesn't pass, I think it will be like those water bubbles, bursting silently.
"I killed...my misfortune?" Zhu Dali looked at her sudden appearance, still confused.
At this time, Snake Guyu looked extremely weak. But Taoist Master Taiping, who was sitting in the mirror world, knew very well that Snake Guyu was in the most danger at this moment when the red lines appeared on her body.
The wounds on her body looked dense and ferocious, but they were all injuries that would not affect the fight - they were obviously exchanged deliberately during the battle.
If this kind of test in the Land of God's Sky is based on some kind of future of the target, then the weaker one's current strength is, the lower the difficulty of the test will be.
Zhu Dali relies on the power of Taoist Master Taiping to survive the test. To a certain extent, it is of course an act of trickery. In fact, if he were left to face it on his own, it would definitely be a dead end situation.
From the danger Zhu Dali faced, we can roughly infer what kind of opponent Shegu Yu encountered. This snake girl may be far more powerful than what she shows.
This magical place is truly a crouching tiger, hidden dragon!
"We were born into a sea of suffering, crying in a cage, and everything we are destined for is misfortune. If what appears in front of you is your fate, then if you kill him, don't you kill your misfortune?" Snake Guyu's eyes were emotionless, but his body language could not conceal his vigilance.
She also learned about the legend of the Fountain of Youth from the secret records of the Linwu Snake Family.
Compared with the Taiping ghosts who came to the land of gods in ignorance, she, the new king of Tianbang, knew some secrets.
I understand that the test just now may be the legendary "fateful bubble".
According to legend, drinking from the spring of eternity can lead to immortality, and the water surface can reflect the life of visitors.
A heavy treasure must be accompanied by a heavy calamity.
To get close to the Fountain of Youth, you must experience the "Bubble of Destiny."
To a certain extent, this calamity can be said to be the present self challenging the future self. Of course, the strength will be limited to the corresponding level, and the "now" will have some influence on the "future" - she relied on this to get through the final hurdle.
She has already experienced and passed through it, and she knows how difficult this calamity is. Therefore, I deeply realize how terrible it is for Zhu Dali to survive the fateful bubble and remain unscathed!
"Born into the sea of suffering, crying in a cage.", "Everything destined is suffering."
If the person present is Yang Yu or Shu Jialan, he will be able to tell that the concept described by Shegu Yu comes from the "Kuchong Sect".
The Kulong Sect is not a sect with a specific organizational structure. In other words, there was such a sect in the history of the demon clan, but it has been destroyed.
Now, it is more of a concept, with some little recognition in the darkness.
The destruction of the glorious era also shattered the inherent pride of many demon clans. Falling into the world of heavenly hell, from being the master of all worlds to becoming a prisoner of all worlds, is a pain that all demon clans cannot accept.
In this kind of pain and despair, there are monsters who forge ahead, there are ancestors who sacrifice, there are those who know their shame and then become brave, there are those who are determined and not give up... and some extremely sad thoughts are naturally born.
A typical example of this is the Kulong Sect.
The demons of the Kulong Sect believe that the demon world is not a real world, and the demons born in this world are born prisoners. They believe that life is a boundless sea of suffering and living is eternal torment.
Only through death can there be true liberation.
They believe that destroying everything is the way to fight against the cage. They have been pursuing a splendid death all their lives, believing that life can only be sublimated in a splendid death. The cage is not only imposed on this world and this body, but also on the path of destiny. Only by finding meaning in destruction can we get rid of the shackles we are born with.
Of course, Zhu Dali didn't understand what the Kulong Sect was, and he couldn't understand Shegu Yu's pessimistic explanation. He didn't know whether she was spreading ideas or some kind of temptation... He even couldn't feel Shegu Yu's wariness against him at all.
He just sheathed the knife in confusion: "I don't quite understand what you said. I just feel like something sad has happened... But let's move forward. There will always be a result along the way."
He still had his usual deep tone, but on the premise of surviving his fate safely, this depth had the meaning of being thought about.
Feeling that Zhu Dali was unprepared, Sheguyu lowered his vigilance a little, and the two swords flickered in and out while walking. In the light and shadow swimming through the gaps in the leaves, she inexplicably remembered that afternoon in that ordinary inn, alone in the mirror.
Think of yourself in the mirror.
He asked in an inexplicable tone: "What do you think the future will be like? Is it the fate you just saw?"
Zhu Dali thought for a while and said very seriously: "If there is a future that will definitely come true, I believe it will be peace in the world."
Recently, Zhang said that it is normal that he can’t see it.
It will be fine in a few days.