Ning Chen speculated that the six cave entrances may eventually be connected. As long as you don't die in the middle, if you keep walking, you may lead to five other paths.
Therefore, a group of people from Buddhist countries in the Western Regions chose to go to hell, not only because "if I don't go to hell, who will?" but also because the six paths may be connected and form a cycle of reincarnation.
Those who choose the Way of Heaven and Humanity and want to avoid the other five paths are likely to find that it is useless in the end.
"Doesn't that mean we all have to go through it again?" Zeng Fanshu said bitterly, his head numb, "Then what else are there to choose from? Just pick one and go."
"It's different." Lu Xiao said.
Ning Chen glanced at Lu Xiao and found that although Lu Xiao was taciturn, he was actually very smart and good at observing.
"It's different." Ning Chen said: "First of all, 'six paths have reincarnation' is just speculation, not confirmed. Secondly, even if the six paths will eventually be connected, it is different which one should be taken first and which one should be taken later.
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Zeng Fanshu frowned, still a little confused.
Ning Chen did not sell out to him, and explained: "If you take different paths, you will encounter different situations, and the dangers will inevitably be greater or less. So start with the less dangerous ones and gradually adapt to them. It will definitely be better than the first time.
It’s better to encounter extreme danger from the beginning.”
Zeng Fanshu understood: "Then we choose the way of heaven and humanity?"
"No." Ning Chen shook his head and looked at the second cave entrance, "I choose the human world. We are human beings, and the human world is our paradise, and the human world is our root."
He did not say "We choose heaven and humanity."
Although Zeng Fanshu said he wanted to go with him just now, and Lu Xiao also said he wanted to go together, it was hard to say what lay ahead. Ning Chen felt that everyone should make their own choice.
After saying that, Ning Chen walked towards the human world.
Zeng Fanshu looked at Lu Xiao, who also walked towards the human world, and Zeng Fanshu had no choice but to follow.
...
After entering the cave entrance, the scenery ahead changes drastically.
Ning Chen suddenly found himself in a thatched hut. He looked around and saw neither Zeng Fanshu nor Lu Xiao, nor any other young masters. In front of him was a couple, wearing coarse clothes and patched in many places.
She was being held in the arms of a man.
The man had a smile on his face and said to the woman lying on the bed: "This is our child, we have a child."
The woman's face was stained with tears, but she was smiling happily.
This scene made Ning Chen a little unable to react. He found that he had become a baby, lying in swaddling clothes. He wanted to shout, but what came out was the baby's babbling sound. He stretched out his hand to catch it.
What, but caught nothing.
The man lowered his head and kissed the baby's forehead. The rough stubble stung Ning Chen, who subconsciously waved his little hands, causing the man to burst into laughter.
In the next few days, Ning Chen accepted the fact that he became a baby.
"Could it be that he traveled through time?" Ning Chen was speechless, "Isn't this kind of thing only seen in novels? How could it happen to me?"
...
Decades passed in the blink of an eye.
From Ning Chen's suspicion at the beginning to his acceptance of his fate, he gradually grew up and relied on his knowledge to finally become the leader of the tribe.
Yes, he lived in tribal times.
This is a very primitive era, where everything is still at an extremely backward level. Human beings are weak, attacked by wild beasts, etc., and struggle to survive.
Ning Chen used his knowledge to invent the water wheel, iron smelting, and various tools... Under his leadership, the tribe became stronger and stronger, developing from a tribe with a population of only a few hundred people to
A large tribe with a population of hundreds of thousands.
On this day, he sent away his parents.
Even though he made a lot of efforts, his parents still died.
There is no martial arts or qi refining in this world, because there is not enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and there are no elixirs that can prolong life.
This year, Ning Chen is 35 years old.
...
Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Ning Chen could not escape aging and became an old man. Looking at his gray hair and wrinkles on his face, he felt unspeakable emotions in his heart.
Decades seem to be a very long time, and it also seems to be frost on the temples in an instant.
"Chief." A woman walked in. She looked like she was in her forties. Her appearance was not very good-looking, but her demeanor was gentle. She looked at Ning Chen and her husband, her idol, with admiration.
The leader of the tribe.
"You're here." Ning Chen waved to her.
The two cuddled up to each other.
Suddenly, the woman started coughing, and then it became more and more violent. Finally, she coughed up blood, which stained Ning Chen's palms red.
The woman is sick.
Ning Chen thought of many ways, but in today's era, it was impossible to cure it. He could only stay with the woman, and no one could understand the emotions in his heart.
The woman was lying on the hospital bed. Her eyes looking at Ning Chen lost some admiration, leaving only tenderness and sincere admiration that had remained unchanged for more than twenty years.
"Mother."
Surrounded by the hospital bed were several young people, both boys and girls, who were her children. Each of them had grown up and became the leader of the tribe.
The woman looked at the children, and finally grabbed Ning Chen's hand. She smiled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she couldn't.
The woman is dead.
Half a year later, Ning Chen himself became ill.
This is a disease that spreads throughout the tribe, and many people are infected with the disease.
At this time, Ning Chen suddenly realized that this was an infectious disease. He lay on the hospital bed and ordered his children and subordinates to start controlling the disease according to the infectious disease control method, hoping to control the disease as much as possible...
.
However he failed.
There is nothing wrong with the method, but he is already very old and is just an old man who is terminally ill and can only lie in bed. He is no longer able to control the tribe.
Except for Ning Chen, no one realizes what this epidemic will bring. People only know that the leader will not live long, and they only know how to fight openly and secretly to divide power.
Various orders are issued, but no one implements them seriously...
Eventually, the disease continued to spread and swept through the entire tribe. Countless people died, corpses piled up in mountains, and the stench filled the air.
Ning Chen saw everything. He wanted to stop it, but his body no longer allowed him to do so. It became difficult for him to even speak. He could only watch his children killing each other, his subordinates fighting openly and secretly, and his tribe falling apart.
He even saw the destruction of the tribe.
But there was nothing he could do.
One day, Ning Chen realized that his life was coming to an end. He asked someone to carry him outside, lying on the hospital bed and looking at the sky, where the stars ended.
No one knew what he was thinking at this moment. People just wanted to hear his last words and designate the next leader.