The journey of life is full of randomness, some are bad, some are good. Even if a mortal can work hard and live a long time, he will encounter the wind once or twice - at the corner of fate in a certain year and month, he will occasionally encounter hope hanging down, as if

The ladder comes from higher, once you grab it you can't give it up easily.

The people who persuade others to give up are that they can't even reach such a ladder, and they say the grapes are sour when they can't eat them. Gods who have experienced life and death have seen too many things like this.

Facing Zeng Paoze's invitation, the general asked himself, if he had the opportunity to join the mainstream with the Dragon Clan, he could not refuse such a temptation.

The content that it struggled with was not the steps given to people in the past for their promotion, but the fact that they finally gave up on Shinto.

The other party was very understanding and understood this, so he comforted her tactfully.

After years on the battlefield, frosty mornings and cold nights, the gentle voices of silk and bamboo have been replaced by golden swords and iron horses. There are some things that I didn’t want to say and no one could say, but when I had a trustworthy old man to comfort me, I felt the urge to talk to him, and he smiled bitterly for a moment.

: "I am a god, and I naturally dream of reaching the pinnacle of the divine way. Unfortunately, in reality, the golden god reaches the pinnacle of the divine way in this world. Heaven will not allow the example of the dragon god to reappear. This is a self-denial of the millions of years of immortality.

And betrayal... Don't worry, I haven't thought about dying yet."

Ye Qing understood that he had made a choice in his heart and smiled: "That's good. One person cannot compete with the whole world. If you take a non-mainstream path, you won't go far."

The general restrained his emotions and looked at Xishan, half of the moon had disappeared: "Are you pressed for time?"

"There's still some left, just prepare it before sunrise." Ye Qing said casually.

"I don't have to prepare. The rest of the troops will decide on their own..." The general thought for a moment, looked at the quiet forest valleys surrounding the hills, and smiled slightly: "Actually, when I was a dead person who was stranded in this world, the opportunity to remove my merits and sacrifices was still in my heart.

You must be unwilling to do so."

Ye Qing heard the song and knew its elegant meaning, and asked: "What unfulfilled wishes do you have?"

"nothing……"

The general stood up and walked to his mount, held on to the bronze mask on his face, his tentacles were cold and delicate, and put his hand back on the saddle: "I just want to... gallop through these mountains, rivers, and battlefields for the last time."

This is such a strange interest...

Ye Qing thought for a moment, raised his palm, and smiled at Zeng Paoze: ē together?"

"Together."

The general got on his horse, his mount neighed, and he started walking quickly along the ancient mountain road: "I will show you this ancient road, which leads directly to the grassland for a hundred miles. I was here in the past, but you have to guard it by yourself in the future..."

The heroic spirit below brought up a war horse, and Ye Qing followed him down the mountain. The spiritual war horse was cold but very stable, and his riding skills were good, but riding this kind of horse still required mana.

"We have entered the Yinfeng Gorge, the sleeping area of ​​the heroic army, the place where I died in battle... I have fought several battles with the Yin soldiers recently..."

The two cavalry rode through the valley, and there were many illusions. The horses were fighting and the wind was blowing against their faces. Someone was whispering: "How can I say that I have no clothes... I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my spear... I share the same enemy with you...

The king raised his army, repaired my armor and soldiers, and went with me..."

Ye Qing's eyes narrowed slightly: "This poem..."

"They should be the heroic souls of your Han Kingdom who were killed in battle. There were not many in the past. In the past six months, Qianji Continent has been fighting fiercely. The red souls should have been taken away by the Dragon Qi Tianzhu on the spot. Some of them wandered to Nanlian Mountain in a daze, about

The fallen leaves have to return to their roots, but it’s a pity that there is no Third Han Empire left in the soil here... I’ll just bring them in, do you mind?”

Ye Qing was in a daze for a moment, then woke up and shook his head, still listening to "Qin Feng Wu Yi" in silence.

As we pass through the forest of the canyon, the illusion of light and sound gradually fades away, and the natural and pure scene is clear. The moon wheel disappears little by little behind the mountains in the west. The sound of the flute can be heard in the night wind. Listen carefully.

, it was originally the echo of the wind blowing in the cave on the cliff.

Ye Qing stood on his horse, pointed at the cave on the cliff with a long whip in his hand, and said, "Is this the sound of the earth? It's better than the sound of human voices."

"Are you trying to persuade me to become a fairy?"

The general laughed. Although he was determined, he still felt a little unsure. This was completely unfamiliar territory.

"The destiny lies in Qing, and the destiny lies in Han." Ye Qing said in a matter-of-fact tone. There are many opportunities for Qingzhi in the dark side of the earth. Even if you don't follow the path of spiritual practice, you can still shine. With the qualifications of a general and the war, you can put it in the big world.

The calamity environment is like a cone in a bag, and the tip of the cone is easily exposed.

The general glanced at him and thought about the meaning of these two sentences. It was clear that they would overlap into one in the future. He secretly nodded in surprise: "I hope so, but I heard that this kind of reincarnation of heaven and man is indispensable for the mystery of the womb?

"

"really."

Ye Qing nodded helplessly. In fact, his authority could be slightly opened up, but he would not do so... The high-quality essence of humanity like the general's value to the traditional country system of Han Dynasty can be compared to that of a beautiful lady.

It is necessary to absorb her excellent bloodline and gradually become a woman, and this assimilation has strict conditions.

The Di Yi who entered China belong to China, and the Di Yi who came out of China belong to Di Yi. The 40 million heroic spirits on earth reincarnated into the dark side. The 400 million people of the Dark Side, the Seventh Han Empire, must be assimilated through the national system to ensure the mainstream.

This is a hard standard, and its stable centripetality can reduce many troubles and resistance in the future.

Make sure that the dark side is your own territory, so that others can't interfere. Not to mention, the Emperor Wa's path needs to be expanded by the Han people. Her needs are enough to overwhelm other chips in Ye Qing's heart, let alone the other side.

It doesn't matter whether you put one great general or ten thousand great generals... In the words of Little Dragon Girl, your husband, the Demon King, values ​​sex over friends.

But apart from the dark side, Ye Qing is not unreasonable: "You can leave some inheritance information on the ground, and you can learn it when you return from Yanghua. This can be bypassed..."

"That's it... that's fine, but it's a pity that even if I get it back, I will already be a different person."

While they were talking, the two of them had already galloped out of the Yinfeng Valley. What they saw was an ordinary forest, clear springs, flowers, waterfalls, and the Miao Zheng family's cultivated land, which was rarely protected under the protection of the divine realm. To the east of the valley exit was the towering temple.

Turtle and Camel Monument... At this time, the moon was setting in the west, and the glimmer of morning light was rising in the east.

"The time has come." Ye Qing looked back in the white morning light.

The general reined up his horse in front of the monument, dismounted, and untied his sword.

The time to say goodbye has arrived.

Wherever the sun shines, the long sword and armor melt into the sunlight one by one. At the moment when the bronze mask melts away, Ye Qing sees that the god's true form is a heroic young man with red lips and white teeth, sword-shaped eyebrows hanging over his nose, and a calm expression. To him,

This is death and rebirth.

The Divine Realm of the essence of the gods lit up with divine light, gradually shining into the depths of the earth's veins. The figure used to walk in the world faded accordingly. The general waved casually, his figure disappeared with the wind, and his voice also faded away.

Wen: "From now on, we are the people of the Han Dynasty, and I would like to ask the king to take good care of him..."

"Good." Ye Qing's expression was a bit hard to distinguish, a bit melancholy as he bid farewell to his friends. When we meet again in the future, he will not be the general he is now.

Call upon the law, the law—

The translucent mount stood up, its huge head looking sideways and forward. It was obviously confused by the sudden disappearance of its owner, and ran around the valley in search of it. It could not help but let out a whine, and knelt down.

The sunlight also melts into the earth's veins.

The Divine Lord left, the Divine Realm disintegrated, and the Yin Qi of the Dark Wind Canyon was released into a small canopy, temporarily blocking the sunlight. Many heroic spirits came out, bowed to Ye Qing, and their figures disappeared into the air, with murderous intent and spiritual essence.

The essence, dots of starlight, or crystal diamonds, fireflies flying in the night sky, gather into crystal clear springs, flowing into the monument.

Ye Qing stood in front of the monument, his eyes slightly green, reading the war life on the inscription for the last time... After a long time, he sighed: "General, go well."

When the wind comes, the yin and yang exchange between heaven and earth, the time echoes in the valleys, and the blue roads open up the mountains and forests. The development of this land was soaked in the blood of the ancestors, and it became fertile in the struggle for cultivation from generation to generation...

The glorious history is gone, only the phantom slides past.

The ancient and vicissitudes of handwriting on the inscription lit up one by one, and with the last words of the king's congratulations, they turned into a sacrificial inscription and fell into the dark side.

The power of the divine realm is fading, and the hidden valley reveals grass, loess, and cang trees, all of which contrast with each other in faint gray and white colors under the moonlight. It looks like a dream that has been dreamed for thousands of years, and finally the dust returns to dust, and the earth returns to earth.

Soil, returned to the embrace of the earth.

Seeing the end of the Kingdom of God at this moment, and recalling the general's choice between the two paths just now, Ye Qing felt a little inexplicable in his heart.

I am walking on the path of immortality, and my positions are different, but I have traveled a long way in the long river of time. It is inevitable that I feel sad when a rabbit dies and a fox is killed, and things hurt others.

In the world of Immortalism, Shinto is a niche, vassal, and tool. It is impossible to achieve true immortality through repeated tribulations and shuffles. This is not only true for the generals with Shinto dreams. The Dragon Clan, which was once the pinnacle of Shinto, eventually moved towards immortality in the changes in the world.

, reversed the decline and saved the ethnic group.

Imagine that if you were in the Shinto world, you might also have to face such a choice. The body of Shao Siming, the Earth Immortal, became the Goddess of Si in the Jiuxiangmen small world. She once became the child of destiny in the small world, but she still missed her hometown more in her heart.

Different worlds lead to different choices, so Ye Qing had feelings about the choices themselves.

When I was on Earth, I heard a saint once said, "You know your destiny at fifty." As long as mortals live long and pass the age of second grade, they will gradually understand that it is easier to change themselves than to change the world. From Ye Qing's rebirth experience, it seems that

——The core is not to compromise, but to cherish.

In the previous life, those who traveled through time and had eyes higher than the top could not even see themselves, let alone cherish them. The so-called attempts to defy the heavens were just clouds... When we are in the human world, both ourselves and the world are matter, and the characteristics of matter are that it is difficult to mass and inertia.

shake.

In this life, those who are reborn, with those who care about them in their hearts, lead the team to cross the river by feeling their way through the dark thorns. Every step they take is filled with murderous intent. The more courage they have, the more stable their behavior and the more down-to-earth people are.

Having self-awareness and knowing that the power to change one's destiny is rare, precious, and rare. This is the concentration of elites in war. It is more effective to concentrate on one's own body than to spread it out in the world. It is the same strength that can move one's feet step by step.

I have traveled thousands of miles, but I can't move the mountain in front of me even half an inch closer to me.

It can be said that we have witnessed Qingmai's second lesson of "moving with the world". Adapting to the environment under stress is the fundamental characteristic of life, and Qingmai has undoubtedly extracted its essence, making the adaptability of Qingmai's path no longer limited to the immortal path.

, and it has its application value in Shinto, or even in environments like the earth.

As he was gradually comprehending this course, Ye Qing thought of the typical example of Shao Siming, of Fairy Qingluan who had remained pure and innocent in the past, of the teacher behind the entire set of Qingmai's standard courses, the big boss of the main lineage.

You must do something to deal with the murderous situation ahead, or even take the initiative to adapt to it, right?

He stood on the hillside in front of the temple and looked at the morning sun, which was bright and red in the eastern sky. The clouds were like burning fire and filled the sky. The mountains and fields were like "the morning glow does not go out, but the sunset glow travels thousands of miles". It seemed like it was going to rain heavily again...

…It’s a new day.
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