in the edge

Chapter 383 Who am I and where am I?

Du Chengfeng only spent half a month here, but somewhere he couldn't see, a protracted war had been going on for thirty years.

What will happen when two mental users face off? Huang Tian had never thought before that he had always been a user of mental power, using this majestic power to crush those ordinary so-called strong men. The only real battle was a disastrous defeat, just like As his father said, he had fallen to this level.

So is his father really strong?

"Come out, I know you're here."

In a world where pirates are rampant, over a fishing village by the sea, Emperor Tian, ​​who is dozens of feet high, flies above the clouds like a living god.

"If you are willing to come out on your own, that's okay, but if you don't come out...it doesn't matter."

The long sword fell, still using the familiar Falling Sun sword technique. All 527 people in the entire fishing village were choked by the sword energy, and they all died on the spot, leaving no intact corpses.

Only one person could withstand this violent sword energy.

"Wouldn't it be better to come out early? At least you can save their lives... Of course, I'm joking, they can resurrect you, so how can I let them live?"

Just think about elephants, not those complicated issues.

It would be great to have something new, at least it would make him feel more comfortable when killing - it was actually good at the beginning. When he followed his father's footsteps and hunted all the way, he went to so many new worlds and saw a lot A new environment... But after thirty years, he suddenly felt that everything seemed to be inexplicably connected.

When Huang Tian fell from mid-air, the monks rushed over from a distance. Obviously, without deliberately hiding his figure, his murderous ferocity was still too easy to arouse hostility - but this It still didn't matter to Huang Tian. He was going to kill these people anyway.

We must continue to kill, we must continue to fight.

"Buddha's Enemy! Heavenly Demon!"

If it were in the past, he might still be able to be resurrected again and again, escape from death again and again, and continue fighting again and again, but this time is completely different, just because the person he is now is really different from the person he used to be. There is a big difference.

His father has countless opportunities to come back. The admirers who can resurrect his father are hidden in various worlds and hidden places. As long as he cannot catch them all, his father will Keep recovering.

It's just a verification of strength, just keep fighting.

"Just keep killing, like that giant."

Certain past memories in his mind guided him now, allowing him to clearly understand how absolute violence should be used. In the past thirty years, he has become more and more proficient in mastering this violence, and this huge body has become as commanding as an arm.

Thirty years seemed like a blink to him.

"why?"

Just by glancing in mid-air, Huang Tian roughly determined the current environment, the pagodas everywhere, and the faint sound of Sanskrit singing in the distance... Fortunately, they were just a group of bald donkeys, and they had a certain power, but limited.

"Can't you come up with something new..."

It is precisely because of this that he can even be distracted when he is killing people.

Using the current battle as a reason, Huang Tian tried hard not to think about it for the time being.

In the past, he might have thought that killing was a battle, something sacred, and something that needed to be taken seriously. However, after thirty years of continuous killing, killing had already become a mechanical sport for him, and he waved his hand. , wipe out a group of lives, then wave his hand, and wipe out another group... No matter who is killed or how many are killed, it doesn't matter to him, he just needs to make sure that he has eliminated the targets he needs to eliminate. .

To what extent is verification complete? Of course, one party completely loses the ability to move. The situation like this, where his father is still resurrected all over the ground, is naturally not a real verification - he has not tried his best yet, and he believes that his father has not either. The battle is still going on, and they have not really separated yet. Win or lose.

But there are some things that he really doesn't think about either because he doesn't want to, just like the famous story of "Don't think about the elephant"... Well, although the image of an elephant once again appeared in his mind, it made him sad. Huang Tian was slightly relieved.

But there was no victorious smile on Huang Tian's face.

As the sword blade fell, all the monks were cut into pieces.

At least, you can't stop him.

Doubts gradually began to fill his mind.

Thinking like this, Huang Tian once again waved his hand to break the air in front of him, preparing to go to the next world. And similar things have been repeated countless times in the past thirty years - even he has some It's a shame, why does his father always resurrect in some unexpected places, but it doesn't matter, the current war situation is in his favor.

Looking at the corpses of the monks at his feet, Huang Tian frowned slightly in the air.

"Is this... the prosperity of Buddhism?"

The first thing to do when arriving in a new environment is to confirm your location - again, this is not a geographical location in the traditional sense, but the atmosphere of the entire world, what is the culture and fashion of this world, and what will they use What are the special features of fighting in this way, and what kind of resistance may he, the intruder, encounter... Fortunately, he has experienced a lot, and he is proficient enough. It is just the most basic intelligence collection, which is nothing to him. Difficulty.

Following the heavy punch, the young figure holding the long knife high was instantly shattered into a blur of flesh and blood.

Just like the monks will definitely worship Buddha and Bodhisattva, the monks will definitely seek immortality and immortality, the pirates will either use long knives or axes, and the barbarians will definitely have their bare arms covered with patterns... Everything seems to have changed, everything has changed. Nothing seemed to have changed. He seemed to have visited many worlds, but after seeing more, he still felt that something was not quite right.

If the resurrected person is not him, then was it him when he was resurrected before? How on earth can you tell it's him? Who is he now?

"It's not important, none of this is important..."

After slaughtering a city again, Huang Tian suddenly felt a little dazed.

In the past, he might not have cared about such tiny details, but now...

"So...who am I?"

"Why can't they say anything new?"

"So where am I now?"

"Or is it really just a moment?"

Once he dies now, he is really dead. The new he will never continue to fight with his father, and everything will return to the past again.

When passing through the hole connecting the two worlds, Huang Tian frowned slightly again.

He just killed one who had just been resurrected. There must be more fathers being resurrected in different places right now - this is not even an odd number but a plural number. God knows how many he has to kill before he can truly be considered a victory.

He is different now from the one he was thirty years ago. Compared with the unstable state thirty years ago, his perception is much clearer now - maybe his perception is right, really. It only took a moment. After all, time is different in different worlds. Time records in the traditional sense have long lost their meaning. There may be a difference between thirty years and a moment, or there may be no difference.

What's even more troublesome is that he himself can't use this method.

Just like the famous "Don't be like an elephant", the more he tried to ignore this doubt, the more this doubt became bigger and bigger in his heart, and even became intertwined with another doubt.

"Who am I?"

Huang Tian asked himself this.

"Where the hell am I?"

He was vaguely aware that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where it was.

So he suppressed his doubts and continued chasing.

But this time, he is not ready to continue chasing his father. He is already a little tired of this endless pursuit. Now he wants to understand everything and ask everything clearly - who to ask? , of course he asked his grandfather, the old man who chose to ascend to the outside world, but is still alive today. Even as strong as a young man.

"Huh? How did you become like this?"

When Huang Tian broke through the space and returned to the place he could call his hometown, the strong old man looked at him now and frowned slightly.

"With so many other people's thoughts wrapped around you, are you still the real you now?"

"I want to ask this question, too."

Looking at that familiar face, Huang Tian also frowned.

"After being resurrected so many times, is the person you are now still the real you?"

"Of course I am me, I will only be me."

The old man's answer was quite decisive, and his face was full of wisdom brought by age.

"No matter how many times I die, no matter how many times I am resurrected, I will always be me, and it can only be me... Why, looking at the blood on your body, does it conflict with your father?"

"I just want to ask...a question."

Huang Tian clenched his fists.

He vaguely felt that the answer he wanted might actually be available.

"Did we really... ascend?"

Gritting his teeth, Huang Tian expressed the thought in his heart.

"Have we really ascended from our original world?"

"Of course, these things are clearly recorded in the genealogy."

In front of Huang Tian, ​​the old man laughed.

"Haven't you been watching those things since you were a child? Why do you ask that?"

"I do not understand."

After taking a deep breath, Huang Tian continued.

"Why are these new worlds still similar to the previous ones even though we have ascended? Why are there so many worlds, but most of them look the same? Have we really ascended? Where have we ascended to? If we really did it Leave, then why are these things...so familiar?"

"Otherwise? Isn't this what the world is like?"

The old man frowned, his eyes filled with confusion.

"What else could it be like? What do you think the new world will be like?"

"I……"

Huang Tian suddenly choked on the spot.

Yes, what else could it be like?

In his eyes, what will the new world look like?

Maybe they are all similar. Anyway, there will be some familiar places, anyway, they are suitable for him to play, and anyway, it is smooth for him... When he goes to those new worlds, he can perfectly concentrate on them. His advantage overcame all the so-called local strong men, and he had never made any mistakes in his life.

Except, that one failed.

Only that one time was a result he didn't expect at all, and only that one time brought him a devastating defeat - indeed, this fiasco caused him to lose too much, but it also made him feel... , something that can be called real.

Yes, losing is more real.

That was the first time he felt that the world itself could have such uncertain variables.

So here comes the question.

If that world is real...

"Is all this false?"

When inspiration struck his mind, Huang Tian's eyes changed immediately when he lowered his head to look at the old man.

Why are there so many similar situations in so many worlds? Why does he feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity no matter where he goes? No matter how those worlds change, he can always find some familiar shadows... He was quite puzzled at one time, but now it seems that everything is not that complicated.

Perhaps there have never been these so-called worlds. All so-called worlds are just bubbles attached to reality.

And he, his father, and even his grandfather have always been living in these bubbles, living in these fantasies.

"This... is ascension."

When the fog in front of him was gradually cleared, Huang Tian felt that he had seen a certain truth.

Something that is called the ascended truth.

They never really left, they just hid in the interlayer of fantasy, and with the blessing of their mental strength, weaved one phantom after another for themselves... This is the so-called ascension recorded in the genealogy, but it's just that It's just an escape.

Even speaking, their physical bodies may have been dead for an unknown amount of time.

And are they now...really still the same people they were before?

"Who am I...?"

Huang Tian once again asked the question that had troubled him for a long time.

"Where am I now?"

"Do you need to calm down first, kid?"

In front of Huang Tian, ​​the old man frowned and stood up.

"Your condition is very bad. The mental energy that is entangled with you is affecting you. You..."

"No, I'm calm now."

Huangtian raised his head.

"It is because of these mental powers, these mental powers from the real world, that I can see everything clearly."

Saying this, Huang Tian raised his sword.

(End of this chapter)