When the sword was slashed out, the Lord of the Netherworld opened his mouth softly. Although her voice was drowned out by the sound of the sword, he could still see the shape of the words.
When those words were spoken, Chu Cheng knew that he had been defeated by the Lord of the Netherworld.
It is said that practitioners should be ruthless in order to be on the right path. But how many of the most powerful people in the world are really ruthless?
Being ruthless and meaningless is also out of love. Even if they are heartless and ruthless, they are just escaping. Unless there are people in this world who are born ruthless, they will always be incomplete.
To be incomplete is to be incomplete, so how can the Tao be complete? This is the theorem in the minds of those who are the most powerful.
However, in this battle, he was defeated by every word and eleven strokes. He had a heart for the world, but he was defeated by the word love. He was too deeply in love and could not extricate himself. He also used love to prove the Tao. He firmly believed that,
Entering the Tao with emotion is the strongest Tao in the world.
It's a pity that success is the word for love, and failure is also the word for love.
Chu Cheng knew that the Lord of the Netherworld would never say this on purpose, just to make him lose his will to fight. This would never be the case.
He has long known that in this world, only one person will survive in the end. Just because he has seen that scene before.
A world full of ruins, the starry sky is dim, and there is countless chaos. Even that One's sword of life can no longer revive.
There, it was desolate and desolate, with only one person standing in the vastness.
When that person cut off all the cause and effect with that world and stepped into the great world of the past. In the original world, all the scenery was gone, and no one was left.
There, only corpses were left strewn all over. Beaten by the strong wind, it became a swan song. After countless years of ruthless erosion, not even the bones remained.
There is only one song left, and the world is desolate.
Where did he go in that life? Perhaps he also became the same white bones.
Xue Yao said that the meaning of his existence is to replace her with an invincible existence. To surpass her and stand on the top of the world. To reverse the outcome of the world's repeated defeats.
Those who fail will eventually fail. They will make the same mistakes over and over again.
What about him? In his last life, he must have turned into bones. No one he cared about in his heart survived either.
If so, Chu Cheng would not be able to fulfill his long-cherished wish before Xue Yao dissipated. He would not be able to replace that person and reach the top of the world. He would not be able to become the strongest person who can overpower that person.
Well, this is a destined result. It can never be changed.
This seems to be a cycle of reincarnation that never ends, and you can never get out of that circle.
"The Lord of the Netherworld has given me a problem, a problem that I cannot choose, and a path that is difficult to choose."
Chu Cheng looked up at the woman in front of him and spoke slowly. Every time he spoke, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
This injury is not on the surface of the body, but in the heart. Even if the body is alive, it will be difficult to heal.
"There are ancients and latecomers who have these thoughts. In this world, how can I be the only one who is imprisoned by love? However, this unwillingness will always exist in my heart. She didn't deserve to die, but she was willing to die for the world.
"
"The Lord of the Netherworld asked me to accompany her to attack Nanyang Pass. When the matter is completed, he will tell me everything I want to know, including finding the only way to resurrect her."
"It's just that her words... don't mean that even if I try my best to revive her, one day she will leave me again?"
"The Lord of the Netherworld wants me to completely break away from the past. In her eyes, perhaps, my past is just that muddy swamp, and if I am in it, I will only sink deeper and deeper."
"She told me not to indulge in worldly love. The moment we met each other, it was our destiny. Now that the storm has passed, where should my heart wander?"
"Where... She wanted me to look ahead. She wanted me to look towards the people I could see. She said, if I insist on sinking, there will be many people who will fight for me.
And died. Who are those people? They are just people with whom I have a deeper karma, and the people I care about the most."
"This is really a difficult problem..." The white-haired man shook his head again and smiled bitterly.
This is a question that cannot be decided. He can die, but they cannot die.
A beloved person, a person of flesh and blood. Standing in his heart, there is only a mountain to level the vast sea of loneliness. These two mountains have successively filled the gap in his lost heart.
Perhaps, he once again faced a difficult choice.
But at this moment, he already has the answer in his heart. Perhaps, when the day comes, he is willing to die, only to leave that one person behind.
"If there really is such a day, if I am allowed to choose, I will give up and let you have one less choice. Maybe, I am far from that weight in your heart. But I still want you to live.
"
The woman smiled faintly, maybe she was being sentimental, but she still stared at the man in front of her very seriously and said.
The two looked at each other without saying a word.
When two people, each with their own sadness, meet each other, with just a few words, there will be some feeling of sympathy. In the end, I don’t know what it is.
Feeling deeply, it will eventually gather into a stream and swim back to the river. The final direction may be the sea. Or maybe it will end at both ends of the river and become empty. This state of mind is like the prosperous streets of a city in those days.
Become lonely.
There is one most important person in everyone's heart. However, it is rarely each other.
"Feel sorry."
"Don't be sorry." The woman smiled faintly, truly looking down on life and death. As long as the person in her heart can survive, that's all.
Chu Cheng shook his head and slowly said: "She once left me a painting and a word. It was a word of forgetfulness. Forgetting of forgetfulness. Her last wish was for me to completely forget her.
I forgot she ever appeared in my life."
"It's just that I haven't been willing to accept it. Do you think you can forget it? In fact, apart from her appearance, I can't remember her voice or her real smile. I can't forget her face.
It’s just that I can see her.”
The meaning of his life is nothing more than the most gorgeous bright color among the gray.
However, with the passage of time, this bright color has become darker and darker. If it were another thousand or ten thousand years, I might not be able to catch the voice that has been whirling in my heart.
The most amazing thing here will also completely dissipate with the passage of time.
He smiled bitterly again, with tears in his smile. He said he would never forget, but he only knew that he was lying to others. His concern had always been obsession.
He understood why he was on the wrong path. But he would rather make a mistake than go wrong.
"I'm still ready to give it a try. At least, there is still a glimmer of hope. If there really is a day in the future, I have a choice in my heart at this moment."
He stretched out his hands and pressed them between his legs, using them as strength, he stood up slowly, glanced at the woman in front of him, and said.
"I have made a decision in my heart. It's time to leave and find...the Lord of the Netherworld."