In other words, when it comes to fighting for their own destiny, immortals are no more detached than mortals.
As long as something involves one's own achievements and future, one's own future and destiny, no one can truly have no desires or desires.
This is true for mortals, and so is it for immortals!
"Everyone has only one chance to participate in the Xiangtian Prayer Conference, so everyone cherishes it!" At this time, Qi Xiang continued, his tone was vague, as if he was full of longing for the future.
Unfortunately, my attention is no longer here at this time!
My thoughts are more ethereal than his words.
Just when I thought about the difference between immortals and mortals, I suddenly realized a question-if I traveled to two thousand years later, would I have only lost these two thousand years?
This kind of thing is inconsistent with my past understanding of the world!
Especially after practicing Jiuru Miaoshu's "Lin" word miaoshu, I am more inclined to believe that after a person loses something, he will definitely gain something, and vice versa.
The so-called lost in the east and gained in mulberry trees is nothing more than this!
This kind of thing can be summed up in the real world by the law of conservation of energy.
Just like the supreme aura I displayed when I performed the magical technique of Linzi, the source of the energy of this super strong aura suppression is by no means groundless.
No one can create anything out of thin air, at least I haven't heard of it yet.
As for whether those top experts who have truly reached the pinnacle of immortality can do it, I also have great doubts. Otherwise, how could there be so many regrets in this world?
As strong as my father, wouldn't he have no choice but to leave me outside?
As powerful as the head of the Confucian sect, didn't he also lose power after the Demon Emperor's battle?
Not to mention the Supreme Demon Emperor who is like a god in the demon world!
Invincible as she is, she comes to the world and runs rampant for a while. Even if no one can kill her, she will end up being sealed!
So, I lost two thousand years, what did I gain?
To be honest, I never thought this was a problem before.
Because according to my own experience, I have not lost anything. Those two thousand years have never existed in my life.
Its traces can only be seen in the comparison between me and my peers.
If not, what if I traveled to a later era? Not only my peers, but even everyone I knew had passed away, would there be no such gap?
Of course there will be regrets, but I can still be active in the world as a handsome young man!
Then, conversely, what if after I come out of that secret realm, I find that I have traveled back thousands of years, or even to an earlier era.
Could it be that I got more time out of thin air?
That’s not the case at all!
As I think about it, I comfort myself and comfort myself. At this moment, I feel like I have got into trouble, obsessing over whether I have gained anything after losing two thousand years.
This state is very special, you can also call it the blessed spirit. In short, it is mixed with persistence and blindness, which makes me fall into asking questions over and over again, so that I completely forget about everything around me.
Knowing that there is no answer but still continuing to search for it, being paranoid about it, pursuing it, is almost crazy!
The special nature of this state was something I didn’t really realize until I came back to my senses a long time later.
It is not an epiphany, nor is it a demonic obstacle...
If I could describe it in one word, I think it would be "ask"!
Ask yourself, and even more so, the world in this dream!
When I ask myself about my Taoist heart, I also ask why this world treats me like this!
It's not because I feel unfair that I lost two thousand years of time for no reason, it's just because of the reverie about fate that arose during my conversation with Qi Xiang just now.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of "question" is destined to have no answer, just like in the real world when you ask God why he won't let you win the lottery jackpot, but suddenly throws five million for you out of thin air.
But this is a dream world. I am trapped in it, knowing that it is wrong, but I cannot control my thoughts. I can only let it take its course and keep asking questions to find the answer.
At the same time, there is another shallow consciousness that continues to tell me that there is nothing wrong with doing this, and as long as I persist, I will get the answer!
I am still me at this moment, but it seems that I am not the pure me, but those parts of me that have been lost at different stages in the long river of destiny are constantly returning and being superimposed on me one after another.
This feeling is not painful, but it is a bit torturous, like a fly that mistakenly enters a human room, immersing itself in the bright world outside the transparent glass.
I don’t know how long it’s been, but it seems like an instant, and it seems like a thousand years. When my patience is gradually worn away, my thoughts are a bit sluggish, and I’m about to withdraw from this state, something unexpected happens.
…
I don't know why, but my attention suddenly focused on the token with the word "Confucianism" engraved on it, and then all my consciousness poured in.
This token was a gift from my senior brother Wu Yazi. Its first owner was my master whom I had never met before - Master Hai, the founder of Confucianism!
Once upon a time, my consciousness also entered it, and I found that it was a world of its own, with six huge light clusters symbolizing the Six Arts of Confucianism "Poetry, Calligraphy, Etiquette, Yi, Music, Spring and Autumn" suspended in it, and a ray of consciousness from Master Haifuzi.
Sleep!
It can be said that this token is equivalent to some form of Confucian inheritance. As long as one day I can master all the knowledge in the six light clusters, I am destined to become a well-known and powerful person in the Confucian sect.
At that time, I not only had a profound foundation in Confucianism, but I was also able to understand all kinds of Confucian secrets and master all the Confucian secrets!
You can say that this behavior is a kind of cheating, but this is the benefit of having a powerful master!
I have never said that my achievements are achieved purely through hard work. In fact, they are more about standing on the shoulders of giant masters.
No matter how bad I am, with such an .asxs., the final achievement will not be much different, but I just never have time to study it.
You know, not long after I got this token, I followed Dewey and others into that damn secret realm. Needless to say, what happened next...
But when my consciousness came to the inside of the Confucian Token again, I was stunned by what I saw in front of me.
The inner space of the token is still bright, but only the six inherited light clusters containing the supreme secrets of the Confucian sect are missing!
They disappeared completely, as cleanly as if they had never existed.
So much so that when I looked around, I felt a sense of sadness in my heart. You must know that I had also entered the space inside the Blood-devouring Mad Sword Spike back then, and there were at least a few stone tables and benches dotted there!