I have a big problem with my past life

Chapter 304 Seeing All Beings
"Tick!"

Tears dripped on the stone slabs in the empty stone hall, and the hollow echoes were clearly audible.

Ning Ye closed her eyes, and couldn't bear to look at this sad mural on the wall that seemed to have some kind of magical power. She reached out and wiped away the tears from her face.

He also knew why he was crying, and he was so unbearable that he burst into tears on the spot, just like a young child with extremely poor psychological endurance.

But in fact, during this period of time, with his cultivation base whizzing up like a rocket, his emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy that normal human beings should have gradually seemed to be frozen and solidified, developing Going down, it is estimated that you will reach the state of the saint who neither delights in things nor sorrows in oneself. To put it bluntly, the whole heart is gradually weathered and turned into a stone, and there will be no more disturbances in the mood for everything that happens in the outside world. ups and downs.

It stands to reason that he would not be touched by the ancient events engraved and recorded on the wall in front of him at all, and he would not be so groggy that tears would flow down his face with just one glance.

But that heart-wrenching feeling is so real.

This feeling is like... the girl in the mural who sacrificed her life to forge a sword is just like her own daughter, Xiao Lian, an important person in her life who cannot give up her life.

"Who... are you? Have I ever met you from thousands of years ago?"

Ning Ye, who had calmed down a bit, opened his eyes again, stared at the girl who died for the sword in the mural, and murmured in a sleepy voice.

The current him is no longer the one who didn't understand anything and foolishly lost Xiao Lian, the daughter who recognized her father on the street as someone else's child.It's not the high school student who stays on campus and goes to class every day, and only thinks about getting a good job after graduating from a good university, and then living an ordinary and happy life with the person he likes...

Sadness and responsibility, as long as any one, can make a man grow up quickly, let alone both.

What's more, Ning Ye also clearly knows that he is different from all living beings in this world, because he is not a person in essence, but a fruit that hides many secrets and various past life entanglements.

Since the self a thousand years ago was able to reunite with Long Liuxi, who was just an ignorant half-grown girl at the time, and involved this love debt that has been entangled for thousands of years.

Then, in ancient times, did I also witness the great history of the rise of the human race? If so, what kind of role did I play in it? What an indispensable and important role, and most importantly, what kind of past does it have with the sacrificial sword girl in the mural?

All kinds of messy thoughts flooded Ning Ye's mind.

He had thought about that possibility, about his involvement with the ancient saint who had been shining through the ages of the human race, but because he felt it was too bizarre, this thought only passed away in a flash.

Indeed, with the cultivation base of that ancient saint who can cut even the sky, how could he be as miserable as himself? If it weren't for the blessing of the two big men, Long Liuxi and the sword master, he would have never known that Whoever was swallowed was eaten and digested.

In Ning Ye's cognition, that ancient sage was an omnipotent existence. He created exercises suitable for the cultivation of human races, leading the human race that existed as livestock food to rise step by step, blocking demons and killing demons. , that is so incredible!
But even though the other party succeeded in having everything in the end, he paid the price of the death of his dear sister. This should be his greatest regret in this life.

Ning Ye couldn't help but have such a picture in his mind——

A young man dressed in black, sitting high on the supreme throne, and countless sages of the human race knelt down on the ground in obedience, shouting their king enthusiastically.

Amidst the loud din, the young man sitting on the throne didn't hear anything. There was no trace of joy on his stern face, and his eyes never fell on Wanmin at his feet. He didn't see all living beings, but kept his head slightly lowered , looking at the world's first sword that was forged with everything by his side, his gaze was as deep as water, full of untouchable sadness.

The kind of desolation and loneliness that lasts forever despite being surrounded by the most noisy places in the world.

……

Ning Ye, who had calmed down a little, finally moved his eyes away from the mural with the girl's presence, and looked at the next mural, which was also the seventh mural.

Regarding the legendary existence of the ancient saint who changed the times by himself, Ning Ye is still full of curiosity. After all, there are very few records about this saint in the existing classics. Even the young master of the Nangong family The third younger brother, Long Liuxi, who is the real dragon of Shenzhou, and the others knew very little about this saint, and that period of history seemed to be broken out of thin air, and there were large blank periods.

Unexpectedly, in the most strictly forbidden area of ​​the Dongfang family, there are detailed mural records about the saint's past, which is enough to prove that the Dongfang family has a lot of secret information about the ancient times, which is really unusual.

Could it be... to hide something?
However, the saint who led the human race to the present day is the greatest hero who deserves it. Even if he has been incensed forever, what can be hidden about the past of the saint?

Shouldn't it be announced so that more monks can remember this history?
Ning Ye, who couldn't figure out the reason, followed the mural.

"The sage held high the first sword in the world, forged with the life of his kin, and walked away!" This is the content of the seventh mural, and what should be recorded is the feat of the sage cutting the sky.

And the eighth mural is already after Zhan Tian——

"The sage returned from cutting the sky, and all the subjects bowed down, but the sword that cut the sky seemed to have suffered some huge damage, and it was completely broken in two."

This mural is enough to show the tragic battle of Zhantian. Once the sword is broken, the ancient saint who is the master will naturally not be easy.

"On the supreme throne, all living beings knelt on the ground, wildly cheering their king on the throne. However, the young man on the throne never looked up, looking sadly at the sword in his hand. The aura of the sword is gone, and it is completely useless.

Around the murals, it shows that a huge human king city is being built.”

This is the content of the ninth mural. As a bystander, Ning Ye couldn't help feeling a little lost when he saw this picture that he had imagined before.

Although separated by the mural, he could still clearly feel the desolation and loneliness of the saint enthroned in the mural.

This feeling is like possessing a powerful and unparalleled power, but losing the person who originally wanted to protect it.

So even if you have everything in this world, you will still not feel happy.

Ning Ye's eyes moved slightly, looking at the tenth mural, which is also the last one in the hall, and also the most magnificent mural——

"Time seems to have passed for a long, long time... All kinds of human cities have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain to occupy the land, but the first human city that was built on the high platform where the saint is located is an extremely bloody and miserable scene.

The body of the ancient sage was pierced by dozens of sharp swords, and he was firmly nailed to the ground. The blood flowing out was like a beautiful red lotus blooming, covering the entire high platform.

And in mid-air, nearly a hundred human races were floating in the air, looking down at everything they did with a smug smile on their faces, as if they never thought that this saint, who has been regarded as a king since ancient times, is just a vain name with a low level of cultivation to completely vulnerable.

The sky-slashing sword, which had long since lost any aura and was even worse than ordinary iron, was held tightly in the hands of the dead saint, and the sword was completely soaked in blood.Just like the saint held this sword back then, he cut the sky for the human race and returned, and thereafter, there will be peace forever!

One of the human races was holding a freshly severed head that was still bleeding. That... was the head of an ancient saint.

On the saint's head, the blood-splattered eyes were never closed until death, or... closed for Ken.

In the eyes that were not closed until death, there was no anger of being betrayed by the human race, nor did there be any doubts that could not be resolved until death, but a calmness like a mirror lake without a trace of waves, a kind of death-like Even though he is a saint, he has long been killed by the human race who led him out of the dark age with his own hands...

This is the tallest high platform in the royal city, so high that you can grasp the moon and pick up the stars as if you can stretch out your hand, and it is admired and worshiped by all living beings on weekdays.

But at this moment, the head was held up high as a trophy, and the eyes that had never been closed until death, as calm as death, were looking at the countless thriving cities of human beings below, looking at the nearly [-] people who created their own cultivation skills. The human race, which has become so powerful by law, looks at the way of heaven that Tianji sacrificed the life of his dear sister...

He looked at all this calmly with his eyes, as if...

I saw all beings! "

The saint is dead?

He still died under the sword of the human race he guided, and died in the hands of the kung fu he created for the human race.

"Master! You have sacrificed so much, even the little princess, in return for such shameless betrayal by the human race! Let Bai Xuan accompany you, master, and destroy this filthy world together!"

Such a voice came from behind, and the tone was full of that kind of deep-seated hatred and coldness.

　Thanks to "Book Friends 20170517202523563" local tyrant for the [-] lord award. In fact, I am really ashamed. The update was interrupted a few days ago due to incidents (the usual update is also salty fish). I really did not expect that there are readers who would reward me so proudly. .

　　The author went to Hangzhou a few days ago, went to Giant Network and Zhejiang Film Industry to talk about some things, and considering the direction of the plot, so there was no update in those few days, sorry. (You can enter the group to see the author's space, there will be schedule dynamics)

　　In addition, let me declare again that although the author is really short of money now, and although the income from this book is indeed very small for me, this book will not be eunuch, and I will definitely finish it with my heart.If we talk about the reason, it's probably because I don't want to part with these characters in the book. I have to find a home for them to be at ease. Well, this is probably the so-called feelings.

　　I can't guarantee whether I can stick to my feelings in the next book, but this book will definitely be written with great care.

　　I wish you all good health!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)