The white-haired middle-aged man's expression was extremely sincere. Even if you look carefully, you can see that in addition to the deep sadness in his eyes, there is also pleading.
This plea seems like his words. For his daughter, he can really give everything, at all costs. No matter what the conditions are, no matter how difficult it is, he can complete it without any hesitation!
Even if it means... let him trade his life for his life!
The little girl in red next to her, with her pale face, lifeless eyes, body that is sometimes illusory and sometimes clear, and the aura of death that permeates her whole body, seems to be more accurately described as a ghost.
All this made Sun De, an old beggar, a little confused. He had been miserable in his life. He didn't know why the other party found him and asked him to save people.
"I can't do it." Sun De felt very tired, and he could hardly open his eyes. The cold feeling on his body became stronger, making his body tremble a little. It seemed that all the strength was dissipating rapidly, and even his voice could not be heard.
All are extremely weak.
The white-haired man was silent. He slowly raised his head and stared at the old beggar. After a while, he looked bitter. He looked at his daughter next to him and then at Sun De. He seemed to have made a decision and spoke softly.
"Senior, would you like Mr. Wang to tell you a few stories here?"
"Story?" Sun De was stunned. After hearing these two words, he reluctantly cheered up, grabbed the black board in his hand, and looked at the white-haired middle-aged man, his dim eyes showing expectation.
"This story takes place during the countless catastrophes in the second ring. It is a story about barbarians, and it is also a story of fate..."
"The story begins with a barbarian tribe. Among them are Grandpa and Xiaohong. If they walk all the way in the wind and snow, will they reach the end of their promise..."
Sun De listened quietly, and the white-haired middle-aged man spoke slowly. In this story, Sun De seemed to see a person constantly pursuing truth and falsehood, struggling from death to life in the constant falsehood.
, until there are many reincarnations... one person is less.
"When everyone is drunk, I am alone sober, and when everyone is awake, I am alone drunk. What is the difference between these two...? When Tao reaches its extreme, only oneself is left. When Tao reaches its extreme, only oneself is lost.
What is between the two?"
"What is true, what is false, all of this... is a process of change of heart. All of this is due to obsession! Obsession reaches the extreme, and only the word devil can be called it!"
"So, I call this story... the story of the devil, and the ending of the story is that he cut off Luo Tian's finger!"
"Devils are obsessed with reincarnations!" Sun De's body trembled, and his eyes shone brightly. This story was much more exciting than the many versions of the story about demons he tried in the past.
The white-haired middle-aged man was silent and did not answer. After a while, he spoke softly.
"The second part of the story is also a story of obsession. The beginning of the story... takes place in a place called Suzaku Star, where there is a Zhao country..."
The second story told by the white-haired young man has more details than the first story. This story tells that a person lets his clones restart the years, and himself merges into the same thing again and again.
In life, look for opportunities to resurrect his wife!
That is fighting with gods, fighting with immortals, the madness of God letting you die, and I want to take you back.
"If you follow the rules, you will be an ordinary person; if you go against the rules, you will be an immortal..."
"Demi-god, half-immortal, upside down!" Before the white-haired middle-aged man could finish speaking, Sun De immediately responded, his eyes brightening. His scalp was numb when he heard this story. It was so exciting because of the details.
So it’s even more shocking.
"This person also chopped off Luo Tian's finger!" the white-haired young man said slowly, and then spoke again.
"The third part of the story takes place among the nine mountains and nine seas. It is about a scholar who walked out of a magical life after throwing down a wishing bottle!"
The story describes the scholar's life, crossing mountains and seas, struggling in despair, and turning into a demon in madness. The weird laughter comes out with a madness that makes people tremble in the soul, and is accompanied by the piece of music floating in the vastness.
The sadness and resentment left behind in the vast realm!
"He once said that my destiny is like a demon trying to seal the sky, and he also... cut off Luo Tian's fingers, and even went a step further, transforming himself into Luo Tian, and after realizing his life, together with several others, finally killed... Luo Tian
!" Compared with the second story, the story about the demon told by the white-haired middle-aged man lacked details, but this did not affect Sun De's understanding and his increasingly bright eyes. At this moment, he was murmuring in shock.
Whisper.
"It turns out that this is the Demon Fate Sealing Heaven Mountain and Sea!"
"Then I don't know who started the eternal memory? What's the story?" Sun De breathed quickly and looked at the white-haired middle-aged man eagerly.
"Senior, this story... I can't tell you." The white-haired middle-aged man was silent for a long time and then spoke softly.
Sun De didn't say anything. He tightened and loosened the black wooden board in his hand, then tightened it again. After thinking for a long time, he seemed to understand something and nodded.
"Is there anything else you can say?"
"My daughter was injured, and even I... couldn't save her. I called many people... and finally someone told me that this injury... can only be saved by an immortal!"
"I searched through all the countless kalpas in the second ring, and every inch of time, looking for traces of immortals, until one day I found a stone tablet!"
"I did not hesitate to turn against others, refine this stone tablet a little bit, leverage the curse of immeasurable tribulations, and finally enter the Weiyang Dao Domain of the legendary sealed immortal, and then... I discovered a secret!"
"A secret about Weiyang Dao Domain, a secret about immortals. Wang wants to use this secret to save my daughter in exchange for seniors!" The white-haired middle-aged man looked at Sun De with a strange light in his eyes.
At this moment, Sun De also raised his head, with a strange light shining in his dim eyes. He was silent for a long time and then spoke bitterly.
"I really want to know, but... I really can't save people, and I'm not a senior. I'm just a storyteller..."
"Senior, as long as you agree, that's all!" The white-haired middle-aged man said with persistence in his eyes.
Sun De sighed.
"Okay, I agree!"
The white-haired young man also took a deep breath. Even he, with excitement in his eyes at this moment, cupped his fists and bowed to Sun De again!
"Thank you, senior. The secret I discovered is that this place... is not the real Weiyang Dao Domain!"
"At the beginning of the second ring, the first immeasurable calamity born is Weiyang, but it is not the real Weiyang. The real Weiyang is outside the ring!"
As soon as these words came out, Sun De's body trembled violently. He didn't know why he was trembling, but he couldn't control it. It seemed that in his body and in his soul, a consciousness was awakening and erupting, and the world in front of him began to blur.
, began to fragment, and the figures of the white-haired middle-aged man and the little girl were also distorted, as if everything in this world began to collapse at this moment!
This made him instinctively grab the black wooden board that he had carried with him all his life. Perhaps he was too strong at this moment, causing cracks to appear on the black wooden board. If it were a human being, I am afraid that at this moment
My body is about to shatter, it must be very painful, very painful, very painful!
As for Sun De, unfortunately... until the world in front of him completely collapsed, the wave of awakening in his soul seemed to have reached its limit. Instead of successfully awakening, it... began to dissipate.
This is... true dissipation.
But it was not death, but being integrated into the world forever. But before Sun De's consciousness disappeared, he suddenly had a clear understanding. This dissipated consciousness might be the remnant soul of the ancient times in the story, and the time limit is the third.
The curse of the second ring should be coming to an end soon, and this consciousness will never truly wake up again.
Gu lost because the remaining soul started out in a state of confusion and has never woken up until now.
He also won, because the white-haired middle-aged man said that Luo Tian was beheaded.
But he still remembered the story about Eternal Thought that the other party didn't tell, but he didn't want to think about it anymore.
"Don't think about that, think about myself. I've been telling stories all my life, and it turns out... I'm talking about myself." Sun De smiled, and his body collapsed and dissipated with the world, and the black wooden board that accompanied and witnessed his life was in his hand.
, also after he disappeared, with countless cracks, as if it would fall apart at any time and fall into nothingness.
In nothingness, in darkness and coldness, it keeps falling, falling, falling, falling again...
It seems that after one life, one life, one life, and another life, the cracks on it have gradually healed...
Some changes that had never happened in ancient times slowly appeared in its body as the cracks healed.
Until the nothingness turned from darkness to light, and the starry sky came to life from death. In this new world, it turned into a ray of light and fell on an ordinary star. In a forest, a doe was about to give birth.
middle......
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In the tenth life, maybe it was a coincidence, but I actually wrote a hundred thousand words without realizing it.
Fellow Taoists probably didn't expect that Wang Baole was not Sun De, but the black wooden board:)
There are actually some Taoist friends who say that Sun De is a genius, and I am not as good as him in cultivating immortality. There is no way he can compare with me in writing books. His rank is too low, hahaha. I will take my dad for a review tomorrow and take a day off.