Seeing Gu Qingyang looking at him, but not saying a word for a long time, as if he was frozen in place. Gu Qingying couldn't help but let out a call.
But her call still failed to get anything. As time passed, Gu Qingyang just froze in place, making no sound.
As for the uncle who was making the noodle, he didn't seem to notice anything was wrong. No matter what Gu Qingyang did, he would just be his noodle maker.
But, right now.
In Gu Qingyang's inner world, waves of turbulence arose.
Gu Qingyang was meditating and pondering. He was thinking about the path he should take in the future.
He discovered that the road before him was actually two roads.
However, those two roads have always been completely different roads.
One of the paths is to continue moving forward like in the previous life, facing the sky.
Keep getting stronger, keep struggling in the destiny, and keep growing.
And this path seems to be the path he is taking now.
However, he always felt that he himself had never really changed.
Even if he went back 8,000 years ago, he still felt that he was still the same person 8,000 years later.
In comparison, the other road seems to be much more comfortable. Because that road is just like what the uncle in front of me said.
Be at ease and live a happy life.
With his ability, if he really wanted to make this matter a reality, it would not be difficult.
He has knowledge that far exceeds that of others and has extremely rich experience.
In addition, other things he already possesses can also become part of his strength, enough to allow him to survive in an extremely low-key way.
But, is this really what he wants?
The end of happiness is not death?
And this so-called freedom is nothing more than surviving in a corner of the wild world.
Time will not give him too many opportunities, and if those opportunities are missed, he will be doomed.
Now, he may already be a genius among the small sects of the seventh and eighth grades.
But, it will take some time.
Instead of talking about hundreds of years and thousands of years, let’s talk about ten years or decades.
After this period of time has passed.
Will he really still be valued or feared by others?
To this, he had a clear and visible answer in his mind.
Yes, no more.
The world is changing rapidly.
The world of bone repair is even more complicated.
Even supreme bone cultivators in the realm of domination, who are looked up to by all living beings, will have their own troubles.
Gu Qingyang once clearly experienced the feeling of a road coming to an end.
When the road comes to an end, there is no way to go. And this also means destruction.
If he has never seen the so-called light, then he should be able to endure the cage-like darkness like everyone else, right?
However, he has seen everything that can be seen and what cannot be seen.
He already knows the truth that no one else knows.
So, how could he accept that seemingly carefree life?
He knew that it was not about removing the shackles, but about imposing a new shackles on himself. And the name of that new shackles was called freedom.
Freedom, what a luxury.
In the world of bone cultivators, there is only killing, countless intrigues, and the law of the jungle.
And if you want to gain true freedom in such a world.
Then the only choice he could make was to move forward, right? Gradually, Gu Qingyang felt that he seemed to have seen through his own heart.
"Do I have a choice?"
Finally, after a long time, Gu Qingyang suddenly spoke.
Although his voice was not loud, no matter whether it was Gu Qingying beside him.
It was the same uncle who had just asked him, and they all heard it clearly.
Gu Qingyang's words sounded like he was mumbling to himself, but they were clearly a rhetorical question.
However, Gu Qingying and the uncle could all hear a sense of determination from it.
And such a scene seemed to Gu Qingying to be full of an inexplicable feeling.
But invisibly, the scene in front of her also made her feel a little suffocated.
This feeling made her very uncomfortable, but it did come from a sense of oppression.
Although this feeling of oppression is very invisible, it's like it never existed.
But Gu Qingying still found some clues from this feeling.
And the next moment, the uncle also spoke.
"The last one is done."
The uncle shouted, announcing that the dough person had been made.
And when Gu Qingyang woke up and reached out his hand to pick up this person.
The two of them looked at each other at that moment.
In just a moment, Gu Qingyang's expression completely changed.
Because he saw something in the smile and eyes of the man in front of him that was familiar to him, but also made him feel vaguely angry.
"This is, God."
For just a moment, Gu Qingyang felt his whole body tremble a few times. He only felt that there seemed to be a buzzing sound in his mind.
But after a moment, the feeling that made him frightened completely disappeared from the person in front of him.
After a moment, the uncle in front of him seemed to be just an uncle again, just an ordinary mortal.
Such a strange and rapid change made Gu Qingyang's heart skip a beat.
From that moment on, Gu Qingyang knew that no matter what, he was already being targeted by God.
This is an undisputable fact, even if it is just a judgment he made after weighing based on his inner feelings.
But he still wanted to trust his instincts.
"Thank you."
He left the money and accepted the servants. After doing all this, he took Gu Qingying on his way back.
"Rumble--"
While on the road, the starry sky that was originally beautiful suddenly became sparse with stars. Sounds like thunder continued to sound.
All these sudden changes seemed to remind Gu Qingyang that something was about to take away his life.
But Gu Qingyang and Gu Qingying just held hands and walked towards the Bone Flying Boat step by step as they did when they came.
Gu Qingyang was silent.
He was thinking, thinking about what just happened.
He knew that the question that the uncle asked him when he was making the dough was probably the question that Heaven in this wild world wanted to ask him.
Perhaps, Heaven really intended to give him a chance, an opportunity that only required him to give up and let him live a happy life.
However, the meaning of this opportunity is not only good.
He also knows that as long as he clearly expresses his intention to refuse.
Then, this gentle village prepared for him by Heaven himself might turn into the so-called Hero's Tomb at any time.
But he has already made his choice.
He has given up on the so-called freedom.
In Gu Qingyang's view, his life is destined to be a journey with no return.
From the moment he left the starting point, many things were destined to happen.
But, it doesn’t matter if you become a god or a demon.
He is who he is, and he has always been who he is.
He only asked for him, and he only asked for no regrets and no guilt.
For this reason, I will die without regrets.
Anyway, he has died countless times on the way forward, and he is not missing out this time.
And while Gu Qingyang was still thinking about these things, Gu Qingying was also deep in thought.
For her, the biggest gain from this trip to the secret realm was not the strength after breaking through the realm. It was the truth about Gu Qingyang.
Eight thousand years.
Eight thousand years of wind and frost.
Before seeing this, she always thought that the distance between her and Gu Qingyang was only three years old.
But after seeing this, she realized what the person next to her had done and what he had gone through in order to see her.
That was something she couldn't make up for.
This is the gap between him and her, and this is the truth she longs to see during this period of time.
Because of this truth, she had many doubts, and many times she was confused.
But when she really learned everything, she felt like her heart was instantly broken.
"My life will probably not be peaceful in the future."
"Maybe in the next moment, I will face a life and death test."
"Perhaps, this test may appear much later."
"But Qingying, you have to remember that practice can be started at any time."
…
The thunder in the distance never disappears.
Gu Qingyang and the others arrived in front of the bone flying boat after a period of time.
The moment he was about to board the ship, Gu Qingyang seemed to have some feelings before he suddenly spoke.
His voice also pulled Gu Qingying back from her sadness.
Gu Qingying regained consciousness, but when she looked at Gu Qingyang, an ominous feeling surged in her heart.
"Boom!"
And then, as the voice resounded throughout the whole world, the dark blue electric light shone with silver light, illuminating the world.
In an instant, Gu Qingying's hair stood on end.
Gu Qingyang, who was beside her, was covered by a bolt of thunder at that moment and was completely swallowed up.
"elder brother!"
Seeing such a shocking change, Gu Qingying couldn't help but let out a cry, and her voice was full of urgency.
But at this moment, there was nothing she could do.
Because this lightning strike represents Gu Qingyang's calamity. Tiandao has already asked him what choice he will make.
The current thunderbolt appeared because of his choice. However, Gu Qingyang's aura did not disappear.
Because he was not dead and was not killed by the thunder.
The power of this thunder was very strong, strong enough to seriously injure him. However, even if he was completely killed by this thunder.
With Gu Qingyang's ability, he will not die immediately. If nothing else, he should persevere and walk towards death step by step.
Bathed in the thunder light, Gu Qingyang could clearly feel it.
This thunder will not make him die immediately, but will make him die bit by bit.
His vitality will be gradually wiped out by the remaining power of thunder. His strength will also be exhausted by the confrontation with the power of thunder.
"Brother Ye, my ancient Taoist friend, isn't he going to die like this?"
"Probably not."
"In this world, no matter who you tell me was killed by lightning, I will probably believe it."
"But only for this guy, I don't believe anyone who tells me that he will be struck to death by lightning or beaten to death."