Volume 1, Five Elements, Chapter 32, Eight Hundred Years
"Fourth floor, we've really reached the fourth floor. Is this guy still a human?"
Some people exclaimed in surprise. Xuanyuan Ziyi immediately threw that fool Tieshan aside. He turned around and stared at the four layers of fluctuating earth energy. Under the purple gauze scarf, his vertical pupils became brighter and brighter.
Xuanyuan Ziyi felt clear in his heart. Not only was that man not a human, he was not a monster either. What's more, he was not in the Qi-nurturing realm. As long as he could survive the great fear on the first level, he could use perverted killing to resolve the anger on the second level.
Layers of sorrow.
As for the fourth floor, Xuanyuan Ziyi didn't see it, but he didn't know if that kid could carry it...
On the fourth floor of the Babel Tower, Cui Qi saw a couple. They were his parents who were transformed from his thoughts.
With the first three levels of experience, Cui Qi, who was crying with joy, took out the knife. The couple, whose faces could not be seen clearly, suddenly fell apart and disappeared into nothingness.
As his thoughts shattered, an old man in black fell from the sky, pointing a sword at Cui Qi and yelling angrily.
"Bold evil beast, patricide, patricide, not to mention..."
"puff!"
The blade passed his throat, and his roar suddenly stopped.
Cui Qi watched the old man fall down while holding his throat. He couldn't help but squat down and said with a smile: "I killed you thousands of times in my dream, and I woke up every time. Master, I didn't do it this time. I'm very happy."
With that said, Cui Qi stood up with tears in his eyes.
Those were not happy tears, those were Cui Qi's heartbroken tears.
"I don't know who gave birth to me. I still know who raised me, my disciple. As the old saying goes, once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. I will definitely give you a grand burial..."
The black clothes disappeared, but the sound of gongs and drums was heard in the distance, and a large sedan chair swaying left and right came towards us.
With a smile on his face, Cui Qi saw the sedan chair settled down and the bride stepped out...
"Ms. sir..."
The bird skirt has the fragrance of orchids, the eyebrows are soft, and the red lips are light and gentle...
Cui Qi shook his head and said with a smile: "You are not my type. You have never been. I can't tolerate your gentleness."
The bird skirt disappeared, the sedan curtain was lifted again, and a beautiful girl stepped out.
The legs are so long, the face is so cold, and the purple clothes are stained with a layer of white frost.
"Ms. sir..."
Cui Qi still smiled and shook his head: "You are really not to my liking. Besides, the human-monster has a different path. Why should you leave a reputation for eternity?"
The purple clothes disappeared and the sedan curtain was lifted again.
The white clothes are better than the snow, and the charm is natural. Every frown and smile seduces the soul...
Cui Qi hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Don't say anything, I'm afraid your bones will become crispy. You are quite to my liking, but I'm afraid that if I sleep until midnight, someone in white clothes will stand on the bedside and chop off my head with a sword. So, the next one."
Picking and choosing, one beauty like a fairy passed by one after another. Cui Qi's smile was never bright enough.
Suddenly, a beauty fell from the sky and smashed the sedan chair to pieces with one palm.
"How can a man sleep on the bed of a beautiful woman? I don't know that high-ranking officials are rich in gold and silver. My nephew really did not disappoint my aunt."
"The world is full of power, and the mountains are full of gold and silver. My nephew is within reach."
Cui Qi lowered his head to the majestic chest, but the words he spoke failed to open up the beauty's mind.
"The most important thing in a person's life is self-knowledge. Not only is my nephew not blessed to receive the kindness of a beautiful woman, but he also has no ability to maintain his wealth. As for being above ten thousand people, my nephew's shoulders are too weak to bear the burden."
The beauty suddenly had a cold face: "If you are not happy to see your parents, wipe it out with a sword."
"When I saw the master, I wiped it out with my sword, but you're still not happy."
"All the beautiful women in the world are willing to be your wife, but you are not satisfied. You are not interested in money and power. Tell me, what do you want? What can make you happy."
Cui Qi looked at the waves of excitement caused by his words, shook his head and sighed: "I have never been happy in my life, and I don't know what can make me happy. How about my aunt help me think about it..."
Cui Qi's words will make the waves more turbulent, and people can be submerged in the ups and downs.
Cui Qi had poor water quality and was a little seasick. Feeling dizzy, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Auntie, can you calm down for a while, or I'm going to vomit."
A long drought brings nectar, and old friends meet in a foreign land.
It’s a night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, and it’s time to inscribe names on the gold medal list.
There are four joys in life, but the person in front of me is not happy about anything, and his mouth can make people angry.
The monster on the fourth floor is crazy. It really can't deal with this neither human nor monster in front of it.
The energy of the fifth layer of earth fluctuated violently because someone stepped on it...
There was a stir under the Tower of Babel, and the excitement spread throughout Yunzhong City.
At night, in a tavern, a middle-aged scholar looked at the handsome man in front of him and frowned: "Sikong, how long has it been since anyone climbed to the fifth floor? When was the last time?
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The handsome scholar smiled faintly: "Brother, you drank too much. The last time was twenty years ago, and it was me, junior brother."
The middle-aged scholar slapped his forehead and laughed...
A young man walked under the Tongtian Tower. I saw that the man's white clothes were spotless. Wherever he passed, the students saluted one after another and said, "Hello, little prince."
When Li Sikong climbed the tower for the first time, he went straight up to the sixth floor in just the blink of an eye.
Joy, anger, sadness, fear, and evil, for Li Sikong, there is no such thing in his mind. He can go down to the sixth floor.
No one dares to look down upon him, because not only does he have a good father, but he is also extraordinary himself. In Yunzhong Academy, from the instructor to the student, everyone has to give some face to this person.
The students did not expect that Li Sikong would come, and even the second teacher was surprised.
"Sikong, why are you so free today?"
Li Sikong saluted respectfully and said: "Sir, you should know that Sikong cherishes the heroes among heroes. I heard that the Qi-nourishing realm has reached the fifth level, and I want to see it. It also lets Sikong know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. Don't blind your eyes with a leaf."
Wherever there are people, there are flatterers.
Only one student came up and said with a soft smile: "The young prince possesses the wisdom of heaven and earth, how can he be compared to ordinary people?"
Li Sikong shook his head and said with a smile: "We are all raised by our father and mother, so how can we tell whether we are superior or inferior? Junior, you are in trouble."
The student's face turned red, knowing that he was being flattered on the horse's leg, and he hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, senior brother for your advice."
Li Sikong nodded slightly, then looked up at the Babel Tower.
He really hoped that someone could surpass him, because it was too cold at high places and a person would feel a little cold.
Mr. Er knew that Li Sikong would not tell lies because he was too strong.
Among the young men Mr. Er has met, only Li Sikong stands out among the others. Even if Yunzhongjian can defeat Li Sikong in strength, it does not mean that he can also defeat him in practice.
Cultivation, self-cultivation, and mind-cultivation.
Li Sikong was born to be a master of mind cultivation. He is very much like his father, King Xiaoyao.
Su Mu looked at Li Sikong and smiled.
"Sikong has never seen that young man, but my senior brother has. The fifth level should be his limit."
Su Mu called himself senior brother, but Li Sikong didn't know his superiority and he hurriedly bowed and said, "Sir, why do you say that?"
Su Mu smiled and said: "The murderous intention is too strong, and there are some shadows of Cui Bai and Daozu."
Li Sikong nodded.
He believed in his husband's eyesight, because he had never misjudged anyone. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Killing is evil."
Su Mu was indeed right. Cui Qi on the fifth floor was fighting bloody battle with a knife...
In the Death Corridor, Cui Qi led his brothers and killed countless monsters year after year.
There are curled blades, swords, broken swords, and iron fists. As long as there is a breath left, Cui Qi will continue to kill.
He has seen too much suffering, and has seen the way demons try to abuse humans. He is not a soft-hearted person. Although Mr. Second warned him not to stop killing with killing, he couldn't do it.
In this life, in addition to competing with God for his fate, he also has one obsession.
Don’t let the demon clan step through White Tiger City...
Killing is evil, killing to stop killing is also evil.
Cui Qi knew very well that he had fallen into the abyss of an infinite cycle. Unless he could put down his sword and the grievances accumulated for thousands of years.
Obviously, he doesn't want to. Even though he should be the most neutral person in this world.
I was born here, grew up here, and gradually became accustomed to being a human being. What I hear with my ears and see with my eyes are nothing but human affairs.
Cui Qi has always regarded himself as a human being, and does things as human affairs. As for right and wrong, good and evil, let's look at it from a human perspective.
Different angles will naturally lead to different results. Cui Qi does not think that killing monsters is evil, nor does he think there is anything wrong with him.
In the world of the five-story pagoda, Cui Qi guarded White Tiger City all his life, fought in countless battle formations, and made great achievements in battle.
But no matter how many military exploits he had, he could not explore the world in front of him.
The world here is so real that the blood is hot and the snow is cold. People and monsters are all doing what they should do...
Eight hundred years, with the flick of a finger.
Cui Qi is old, and his straight back is bent. His face, which was once as beautiful as jade, has become wrinkled under the wind and snow.
The lonely old man in his dying years is still standing on the top of the city, looking into the distance with a mottled iron knife in his hand...
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Under the Tower of Babel, the moon sets and the sun rises, reflecting the dazzling colors of gold and silver.
There are not many people under the tower anymore, only a few people are still holding on, looking up at the yellow light.
With his head on the fifth floor, San Luzi has long stopped worrying about whether he can be admitted to the academy. Now he is only worried about whether Cui Qi can walk out of the Babel Tower alive. For San Luzi, what is the use of being admitted to the academy if the person is gone.
Jade Qingdai's face turned pale. Even if Su Mu ordered someone to send him a white fox fur cloak, ordinary women would not be able to endure such a cold night.
Xuanyuan Ziyi couldn't see any change, her face had always been so cold.
Tieshan rubbed his hands and said anxiously: "Sir, we can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, I'm afraid we'll go in with our heads upright and come out sideways."
Li Sikong frowned and said: "It stands to reason that it should have failed after so long. But why it was not thrown out, it doesn't make sense."
This was the first time Su Mu had seen this situation. He hesitated whether he should intervene.
For students, the Tower of Babel is a place of cultivation that is not too dangerous. Here, you can cultivate your body as well as your mind.
If he interrupts forcibly, it is very likely that the gain will outweigh the loss for the examinee.
"Oh my god, it's been all night and no one has come out yet."
"We don't provide food in the tower. Do you plan to live there permanently?"
The candidates and students, who had eaten well and slept well, appeared under the tower again, saying things that had nothing to do with themselves.
Of course, there are some people who are sensible. They brought hot porridge early in the morning to warm themselves up for those who had been exposed to the cold wind all night.
While sipping the hot porridge, Tieshan said to himself: "Tou, when I'm full, I'll go in and save you..."
Xuanyuan Ziyi sneered: "With your three-legged cat skills, you still want to go in and save people. I'll eat yours."
Tieshan glanced at the long legs and said in a naive voice: "If I didn't want to save our heads, I would definitely let you know how much I weigh."
"When you are full, I will weigh myself..."
The two people were bickering, but Yu Qingdai on the side was rubbing her hands, sighing, came to Su Mu, and whispered softly: "Sir, you really don't need to take a look."
Su Mu frowned and said nothing, but saw Li Sikong, who had also been watching all night, pointing to the sky...
