All the Girls in the Comprehension World Want to Arrest Me, What Should I Do?

Of course Xia Yi also knew this, so he directly injected the dark energy into it. What the heart of the ancestors needed was the help of the dark to open the gap between different time and space, rather than being directly hurt by the dark. Beating, the sound of the heartbeat actually hurt Xia Yi who is a god. Xia Yi's mouth was bleeding, but he still burned his own vitality with all his strength, turning it into dead energy and dark energy, and pierced into the heart of the ancestors.

The Heart of the Ancestor of Misfortune began to dry up, and its beating speed became slower and slower until it fell into silence, but it was still trembling weakly. For some reason, the dark energy could no longer take effect, but the heart of the Zuo Zuo was indeed still beating weakly.

Xia Yi is actually not surprised to see this, after all, this is the heart of that evil ancestor, the innate family... Emperor Kaitian, this weakening of his own can at least keep him safe for a long time, and the heart that is no longer beating will also make the heart of the different time and space feel safe. Starting to repel Xia Yi, this different time and space is temporarily dead.

Xia Yi turned his head and looked outside Duantian City. The young man himself just caught the dark heart at this moment. Originally, Xia Yi thought that the invasion of the nether world would become even crazier. Which ghost can resist instinct and dare to be presumptuous to its own king?

Xia Yi is not the kind of fake king who can only escape into the netherworld, but a real king who can survive in the present world by karma and appear in the present world. Even other nether worlds are instinctively afraid of Xia Yi's breath.

The next moment, the different time and space shattered, and Xia Yi was repelled, but he found himself in another different space. This was an ordinary field in the mountains. Xia Yi was standing beside a small stream. There is an ordinary thatched cottage on the opposite side.

Xia Yi raised his head to look at the sky, there were sunshine and clouds floating, it was weird, Xia Yi hesitated for a while, and finally walked towards the thatched cottage, the back of the thatched cottage seemed to be the front, Xia Yi was facing the back before.

On the front of the thatched cottage is an open golden wheat field. There is a man lying on a wicker chair with his eyes closed and basking in the sun comfortably. He is lifeless, like a statue. A farmer is also like a woodcutter.

Xia Yi stared at his face, he had seen this person once, although it was only once, but the impression was very deep, in the first fire.

"Sealing the demon... the Great Emperor."

Xia Yi called out his name, but he didn't answer, and seemed to be sleeping very comfortably. Only then did Xia Yi realize that the sun seemed to stay here forever, shining on him until one day the night would come.

Xia Yi didn't know the state of Emperor Fengmo, no matter how much Yuanshen inquired, he could only detect that this was a mortal who had been frozen by time, and the wheat-flavored breeze brushed Xia Yi's cheeks, Xia Yi sighed, appreciating Look up this ordinary scenery.

Is this the... resting place chosen by the Kaitian Emperor of the generation of the human race?

23

Blue sky and white clouds, golden fields.

This different space gives people the feeling of pure serenity, full of simple life atmosphere, Xia Yi stood beside Emperor Feng Mo, leaning against the wall and quietly looking into the distance, Xia Yi did not explore this different space, because It doesn't make sense, this place is very small, the end is also the starting point, and it will only go to the place where the other side begins.

There is nothing strange left here, only a small hut, the broken wooden door of the hut is ajar, trembling with the breeze, which means that you can enter at any time.

Xia Yi hesitated for a while, and finally decided to go in and take a look. He came to the Emperor Fengmo and bowed deeply, saying:

"excuse me."

Afterwards, Xia Yi gently opened the door and walked in. Although the interior of the thatched cottage is mainly simple, it can even be said to be barren, and there is no decent furniture in sight, except for a clean square wooden table. The four treasures of the study, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, are placed.

Other than that, there is basically nothing decent, even the bed is made of thatch and linen. Xia Yi found that there seemed to be something under the bed. He squatted down and saw that it was a small mahogany box. Yi took out the box and opened it. There was no treasure in Xia Yi's imagination, but old and yellowed paper.

Xia Yi took out one of the sheets and looked at it. Although the handwriting on it was very old, at least it was still understandable. The paper seemed to be a letter with a common greeting at the beginning.

Teacher, long time no see, long time greetings.

My student, I have achieved fame. I want to recommend you to teach in a place where you can go to the hall. I don’t know what you think. Your literary talent and character are rare in the world. It is a waste of your talent to stay in the mountains and fields. Teacher, you often say that you are a human being. Have great ambitions, you have taught me the ways of the world. Although I am outstanding, I have always wondered why you don't want to be outstanding, teacher.

I know that you have your own ideas, but I think that the truth you taught me, teacher, is natural even if it is taught to the world. I personally think that I should open up the wisdom of the world, and I will work hard towards this goal in the future. Whenever I I will only remember your teachings, Mr. You. If you are interested, please write back. I sincerely look forward to your reply as a student.

"Is Emperor Fengmo a teacher?"

After reading the first letter, Xia Yi probably knew the identity of Emperor Fengmo when he was still a mortal. He seemed to be a reclusive literati, and even taught and educated people in this remote place. Only pen, ink, paper and inkstone are gathered together.

Xia Yi immediately opened the second letter, which was a letter from another student. Because of his admiration for Emperor Fengmo, this student actually traveled around to study, and also wanted to become a teacher. He had already gained a good reputation and made some achievements , is honored as Master by many people, but even so, he still respects his teacher and often writes to express his knowledge and understanding.

The third letter is also a letter from a student, but this student's achievements are higher and more special.

Respect Mr. You Ye:

My student, I have entered the Heavenly Gate. There are countless scriptures of various mystical techniques in the Heavenly Gate. Many of the principles of heaven and earth are similar to what you taught me, my teacher. My student, I am called a genius by many people in the Heavenly Gate, but I know this. Everything is taught well by you, teacher. I think you can study the laws of heaven and earth, and you will be extraordinary in your eyes. I know that you have negative views on many things, sir, and think that the pursuit of power will lose your heart, but if you You have strength, maybe you can stick to the heart of more people.

The mahogany box was full of letters, one after another, almost all of them were letters from students. These students can be said to be the talents of a party, and they have made a lot of contributions to the soil and water of a country. There are also strong men from the sect of comprehension, who are detached and fight against the sky.

Judging from the letter, Emperor Fengmo should have been teaching for a long time, at least several decades, and the age of Emperor Fengmo was probably around fifty when he was a mortal.

A mortal who is over fifty years old and a poor teacher, it is hard to imagine that this can be related to the Kaitian Great Emperor of the human race. There is nothing else in the small wooden box, only one letter after another. It can be seen that the seal Emperor Mo cherishes these things very much. Perhaps for the Emperor Feng Mo back then, this is the proof of his hard work. He is unwilling to touch some worldly things, so he can keep a long-lasting love that is neither happy with things nor sad with himself. sincere.

After reading as many as hundreds of letters, Xia Yi put the letters away and put them back to the original place. This is the treasure of Emperor Fengmo, one of the few family treasures. There is no family that continues the bloodline, no treasures, and no inheritance.

I was poor all my life, even if I was an emperor, I never lost half of my heart. I just gave silently during the most difficult years. This is a teacher who really dedicated everything to the world. He vomited blood and never rested. Even if he was an emperor, he never showed embarrassment to anyone. He is the teacher of the human race, and the inheritance he left behind is only one kind of spirit, which has allowed the human race to survive the stormy years.

Xia Yi remembers some unofficial history about Emperor Fengmo. It is true that Emperor Fengmo's original name was You Ye, but considering that the word Yezhi is not good, he changed Ye to be proud after proclaiming himself emperor. It can be seen that Emperor Fengmo is a person who likes People who chew on words do have some small habits of literati.

It's a pity that after reading the letter, Xia Yi still couldn't find anything worth mentioning. The thatched cottage was too simple, with a layer of fine dust floating on the pots and pans, except for the square table, which was clean.

Xia Yi came to the square table and sat down, looking at the pens, inks, papers and inkstones in front of him, most people would definitely not be able to get here, even if they arrived at most, they would only find an empty underground space, maybe they should have some kind of spirit and will to do so Enter different time and space.

After contemplating for a while, Xia Yi looked at the white paper in front of him, stretched out a pen to rub the ink, then dipped the pen in the ink and raised his sleeve, and wrote vigorously on the paper. But Xia Yi had to admit a fact.

He is actually a student of Emperor Fengmo.

Respect Mr. You:

Excuse me, my student, I have never paid any respect to you as a teacher. My name is Xia Yi. Although I have not received your teachings, nor have I heard a word from you, your spirit has always led me forward in the long night. You The change I made has brought peace to all generations. I know that all this is hard-won, and I was once confused and self-pity why it was me, but I never thought it was a mistake.

In the middle of writing, Xia Yi slowed down his writing speed, thinking about his past and present lives.

24

Xia Yi was thinking about one thing, what did he learn from the three Kaitian emperors, the three Kaitian emperors were all different, their styles, their persistence, and their ambitions were all quite different.

Emperor Wu only wanted to rise up, Taoism ushered in the peak, and sealed the demons to wait for the eternity.

He chose the way of Emperor Wu along the way, studied the principles of Taoism, possessed the spirit of subduing demons, and walked over the edge of countless falls. He had to think carefully about what a human race is.

Although it is often used on the lips, this term seems a bit vulgar, because too many people always like to occupy the commanding heights of morality, as long as they speak from the standpoint of the entire human race, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

But in fact, the meaning represented by this word is not simple justice. It is a choice, an attitude that does not matter whether it is right or wrong, a narrative poem that stems from history, blood, birth, and time. The living race is facing hardships and obstacles, and making peace for itself in the midst of burning. This kind of unwillingness is the "rebellion" in the bones of the human race.

It is often said that where there is oppression, there is resistance, but in fact, there are too many creatures who will not resist, because resistance is meaningless and not conducive to better survival, but the human race has just explored a way that is different from any other on the verge of extinction. All living beings have different paths.

Rebellion may indeed be detrimental to one's own better survival, but it will definitely help future generations transcend the so-called survival. Is it enough to just live? Is it enough to just eat, drink, sleep, and die?

No!

The human race has created the first thing in the history of this starry sky that surpasses the laws of nature, causal cycle, common sense, good and evil are rewarded, and concerted efforts. The Xiantian clan does not have this thing, and neither does the dragon clan, let alone the primordial chaos. .

The essence of the human race is a period of eulogizing the years...

civilization!

Civilization is born from living beings and transcends living beings. Without living beings, there is no civilization, but civilization can spread across living beings, across the life and death of individuals. It is never any single individual that can stride in the long river of time and space, but civilization.

For example, the monster race has also learned to look at everything in the way of human civilization, and the Xiantian clan also knows to understand the civilization of the human race, so that everything that the creatures look at things has changed. The glory of the human race is actually civilization. Something shared by oneself and the future.

"Civilization...are we the first civilization?"

Xia Yi's pen hand could not help trembling slightly. Although Xuanhuang had proposed many possibilities, all signs in the cultivation world indicated that the human race is very likely to be the first perfect civilization in the starry sky. The human race is weaker than an individual, but stronger than civilization , Everything created by the human race will last forever in the future, and will shine brightly until the day when the starry sky completely stagnates.

With a hint of doubt and feeling in his heart, Xia Yi continued to write:

If the foundation of righteousness is for the continuation of civilization, then the path I choose must be correct, but why when I make choices again and again, my heart feels that it should not be like this, what is civilization? Is it from love, from human nature, or is it simply a continuation?Mere continuation is nothing more than the instinct of creatures, so how can we talk about civilization by unscrupulous means?

Or is it just that the civilization of the human race cares about human nature?

Xia Yi knew that Emperor Fengmo would not answer him these questions, but Xia Yi just wanted to write it out, even if no one could discuss it with him, the students of Emperor Fengmo had expressed their doubts in letters, and they also saw A lot of things that are injustice but seem right and helpless.

The students of Emperor Fengmo have different opinions on this. Some say that if you don’t follow the rules, you can’t make a circle. Rules are civilization, and injustice is not civilization. I starve myself, even if there are times like that, it is for my children.

However, there have been many cases in which the human race would rather give up food for strangers. After thinking about it, Xia Yi wrote again.

Is civilization fundamentally wrong, and if it is right, will it be destroyed or meet its enemies?If you give in, barbarism is superior to civilization, then why does civilization exist?Or is it because civilization is inherently wrong because of its characteristics of rebelling against natural instincts?

Can the existence of the starry sky itself be defined by wrong and right?

What Xia Yi wrote down were all the most unspeakable doubts in his heart. Right and wrong only have meaning in civilization, so how to explain the right and wrong of civilization itself?If it can't be explained, isn't right and wrong basically just people's opinions?

Sir, there are too many incomprehensible things in this world, because our human race is far from clear about the essence of things, and civilization still needs to move forward. In order to understand these things, it is the eternal correctness of civilization to survive until the final answer is obtained.

It's just that this continuation is passed on by civilization ignoring the creatures themselves, or can it only be passed on by the human race?I think that civilization and the human race have the same origin but are not the same. Can the human race create civilization but can it truly represent civilization?

I hope my students can understand all of this one day.

Finally, thank you again for allowing me to reflect on the definition of civilized human glory.

Leave a pen in the Doomsday Era, leave the author: Xia Yi.

After writing a letter, Xia Yi carefully folded it up, squatted down to the bedside and put it in Emperor Fengmo's treasure box. Nothing happened, nothing changed, but Xia Yi had a feeling in his heart. comfort.

He really doesn't know how to choose between righteousness and personal affection, but isn't exploring how to choose the only way for civilization to move forward?He stood at this bifurcation point and looked back at the past and the present. He only hoped that the answer he got would be worthy of himself and the world.

Slowly walking out of the hut, Xia Yi looked at the golden wheat field and took a deep breath, then looked at the Emperor Fengmo who seemed to be sleeping forever. a small thing.

Xia Yi walked over with doubts, and found that it was a small disc. The lines engraved on the disc had the meaning of heaven and earth. Xia Yi held it in his hand and observed it curiously. A thought naturally entered Xia Yi's mind. sea ​​of ​​consciousness.

Unleash the Heavenly Emperor's soldiers and seal the heavenly array.

Where the heaven and the earth are, where the heaven and the earth come from, where the heaven and the earth will end, and where the sky is high and the earth is far away, are all things on the plate.

Xia Yi held the stone plate, which was not exquisite in shape, but had a rough feel, and injected a touch of thought into it. At this moment, the majestic sky, spirit and earth were reflected on the stone plate, and Xia Yi looked at the reflection of the stone plate curiously. In the displayed screen, he found the place where Qing Yunzong was located, and poked his hand at the ground where Qing Yunzong was located.

The earth trembled and the mountains and rivers trembled violently.

Xia Yi stared at the picture curiously, feeling that his soul was gradually leaving his body, in a trance...

He is already outside the Qingyun Sect, and the earthquake has not subsided yet.

25

"This……"

Xia Yi looked at Qing Yunzong suspiciously. He didn't even have the real sense of space travel. He appeared here naturally as if waking up from a dream. The stone plate in his hand was still there. Xia Yi frowned as one of them suddenly appeared. The little dot, and finally saw clearly that the little dot was himself.

Himself holding the stone plate.

But Xia Yi raised his head, but couldn't see anything in the sky above, so he just poked the little spot lightly with his finger.

Suddenly, Xia Yi's body trembled slightly, and the ground under his feet cracked inexplicably. Xia Yi was silent for a long time, retracted his thoughts, and the picture disappeared instantly. Xia Yi felt that his primordial power was a little exhausted. What, but Xia Yi could feel the breath pressing against him before, which seemed to be the power of heaven.

And also because of the sudden earthquake before, both You Yuer and Zhao Lianbing released their soul power to investigate, but they did not expect to sense Xia Yi's oppressive divine aura, and they quickly came to Qingyunzong and saw the magic in their hands. Xia Yi holding the stone plate.Zhao Lianbing didn't know what it was, but You Yu'er looked at the stone plate in surprise, but there was a trace of sadness hidden in the surprise.

"Xia Yi...is that the Tiantian Pan?"

You Yuer seemed to know what it was, and Xia Yi nodded. He was also very surprised to get this, but Xia Yi was not surprised. He also had the same kind of indifferent sadness as You Yuer. It was rumored that Emperor Wu left him behind. The sword and Taoism left behind the Taoist robes, and the real inheritance of the Emperor Fengmo is not the Fengmo Atlas, but this Fengtianpan.

"Sealing the sky plate? What is the sealing sky plate? What is this thing?"

Zhao Lianbing stared at the stone plate in Xia Yi's hand, and walked over to observe it carefully. With Zhao Lianbing's eyes, she could only tell that it was a treasure from ancient times, but she couldn't even see the specific grade.

"The emperor's soldiers of the Emperor Fengmo."

Xia Yi explained what was in his hands as usual, and Zhao Lianbing almost laughed out loud when he heard it. As for whether this ugly stone plate is the emperor's soldier, or the emperor's soldier of the Emperor Fengmo, Xia Yi will brag about it.