Sun Lizhai was waiting in front of the house from early morning to afternoon.
Ever since I asked Huan Xin the question yesterday, the little girl has never come over.
She would ask Huanxin this question every time she reversed time and space.
And almost every time, her reaction was the same.
The ninth time.
It is said that nine is the ultimate number, but Sun Lizhai didn't believe it, but for some reason, she felt that this should be the last time.
The sun was about to set, and in the twilight light, a pretty woman walked along the forest path.
Huanxin is here.
As expected.
Sun Lizhai looked at her, but the little girl no longer looked worried.
Yes, every time, Huanxin would think that Sun Lizhai's problem was about herself, not Huanxin. Every time, the next evening, she would come over and persuade Sun Lizhai to live a good life.
Every time, she would wear that forced smile filled with sadness.
But this time it was different, her expression was calm and fearless.
"Sister Fairy, take me out of the valley."
Sun Lizhai's face suddenly turned pale, "Why...why do you want to leave the valley?"
"Isn't this the answer you want?" Huanxin pressed her sword with her left hand and looked past Sun Lizhai's tall body, cruising erratically, as if chasing an invisible butterfly, a free butterfly that she dreamed of.
"Who told you?"
"What?"
Although Sun Lizhai's face was still expressionless, she couldn't suppress her confusion, "Is it him? He came here to tell you this specially just to make you accept your fate, right?"
"I don't know who you are talking about, but, fairy sister, I know who I am."
"Who are you?"
"I am the Divine Sword of Fuyu. The Divine Sword is also me."
Huan Xin gently pulled out the sword from her waist.
A violent aura erupted from the whole body.
"Fuyu Divine Sword can inherit the sword master's skill and memory. It has been passed down to me for dozens of generations and thousands of years. Who in the world can bear it?"
The little girl spoke in a tone of indifference and teasing.
Two other footsteps came from the forest, they were the foster father and Xu Xiangong.
The adoptive father called out: "Xin'er, go back to eat, don't stay here any longer."
The wooden man made a creaking sound, and then Xu Xiangong said in shock, "Something's wrong! Little blacksmith, there's something wrong with you, my righteous daughter!"
Huan Xin turned sideways slightly and smiled at her adoptive father, "You are here, let's listen together."
The adoptive father suddenly realized, "Xin'er, have you obtained the power in the Divine Sword?"
"That's right. It's precisely because of this that I understand the cause and effect."
Sun Lizhai asked, "What are the causes and consequences?"
"There are a total of ten great swords in the world, and the Fuyu Divine Sword is the main sword. The skills of the other nine sword masters will be included in the Fuyu Divine Sword. Logically speaking, the Fuyu Sword is a selfless refinement and will never give birth to a spirit.
Wisdom. However, there is a chance of survival in the sky, and everything has exceptions. I am that accident."
Huan Xin turned around and knelt down to kowtow to her adoptive father, "Although you call yourself Xin'er's adoptive father, you are actually your biological father."
She kowtowed nine times in a row and stood up. Her forehead was still smooth and clean, and her vigorous inner energy had made her spotless.
"I would like to thank my adoptive father for shaping the blade of the sword, and also for giving me a divine mind and a great kindness. I will never dare or forget it in all my lifetimes."
The adoptive father nodded blankly and showed a strange smile.
"Sister Immortal, you are from the future, and you only want to get my Yuanling so that you can summon the real demon to solve Xiangshu, right?"
Sun Lizhai laughed miserably, "You know everything."
"Among the sword masters, there are several whose magic skills are so great that they can account for the causes and consequences."
"Oh, you shouldn't know this."
"But I still know."
"You knew you were going to die, why did you come to see me?"
"This is not death. If you call fulfilling your destiny death, that's fine, but I thought you would be more indifferent."
"One thought is life, one thought is death. You are no longer that little Huanxin."
"The world is like a journey against the odds, and the human world is only a matter of vicissitudes. Sister, if I can do all this well, it will be quite difficult. All living beings are trapped in a sea of ​​suffering, and how many people live their entire lives without understanding why they are here.
Where is the living one?"
The foster father and Xu Xiangong just watched in silence, their exchange and confrontation.
At this moment, Huanxin and Sun Lizhai seemed to be the same person, they had the same temperament, they had the same tone of voice, and they were also shrouded in an illusory shadow.
"You shouldn't have made a decision so early. You are only thirteen years old. Do you understand what life is? Living is not about caring about others. Does it mean that if you die for the world, it must be more valuable than the life of an ant? In his eyes,
In my eyes, they are all the same."
"who is he?"
"He is a Bodhisattva and a Lord Buddha."
"He is also an evil god and demon?"
"No. He is above and judges all sentient beings."
"Then we don't need such a Bodhisattva weighing down our heads!"
"But without him, it would be difficult for us to survive. Besides, he is invincible."
"Has he ever deprived us of our freedom?" Huan Xin's momentum became more and more powerful, and the earth trembled slightly under her feet. She asked, her tone was calm, but in her ears, it was like a thunderbolt, shocking evil spirits and piercing criticism.
Delusion.
"No." Sun Lizhai replied hastily.
“Did he ever ask us to give?”
"Never."
The questions and answers are getting faster and faster, like a violent storm, interspersed with lightning and flint that tear the world apart.
"Did he ever use weapons to kill innocent people?"
"Never."
"Did he ever feel sorry for the flowers and the grass and act coquettishly?"
"Never."
…
"Never."
"Never."
"Never!"
Last question!
"Did he ever hide his sins just to punish the world?"
"..." Sun Lizhai was silent for a moment, "Zeng's."
Huanxin suddenly showed a bright smile.
"Sister Fairy, I know what kind of person he is. Don't blame him for being ruthless, just because he is the real god! I leave the world to you..."
A tall demon god with three faces and ten arms appeared behind her.
"...I feel at ease." The clear voice was Huanxin's voice, and the low voice was Shu's voice, mixed and intertwined, like the end of a big song.
The girl turned into light. She circled and flew into the Fuyu Divine Sword together with Shu's shadow.
The divine sword hummed softly, as if it was saying goodbye to an old friend.
The foster father walked over slowly and picked up the sword.
The sunset is completely over the mountain.
"Hehehe..." the adoptive father smiled, regretfully and cheerfully.
"It's not easy for Xin'er to reach this point so quickly. It's also hard for you to be reincarnated again and again."
When Sun Lizhai heard this, she stared at her adoptive father's old face.
Xu Xiangong was shocked: "How come one finished speaking and the other continued? Are you finished?"
The foster father turned around and yelled, "Shut up!"
Xu Xiangong wanted to talk back, but was frightened by the old man's cold eyes.
The adoptive father held the sword in both hands and handed it to Sun Lizhai.
"I can see all your efforts." He forced a smile, "This is the best result."
"Who are you anyway?"
Chapter completed!