A prosperous place with flowers and willows, a gentle and wealthy place.
The men here are extremely handsome, the women here are gentle and affectionate, and everyone who enters the secret realm comes here, even if they have experienced millions of years in the human world, even if the love and affection of the past have aged, even if they have seen through the vicissitudes of life, after coming here, all those who lost themselves in the first three levels will plunge into their own gentle land and never come out again.
They all seemed to have made up for all the regrets in this life, found the home of their souls, found what they had lost deep in their hearts, and filled the emptiness in their hearts.
I have found the person who is most desirable in my heart. This person's every word, action, smile and frown are all the beauty I imagined, and they are so obedient to my heart. This person's cultivation, knowledge, temperament, appearance... are all the one I have called for countless times in my heart, and it is her shadow that overlaps in the depths of my soul.
She (he) is the soul outside of one's own soul, another self in the boundless world, one's previous life. What else can be said, just follow him to the prosperous place of flowers and willows, the land of gentleness and wealth to enjoy and practice.
No matter how many regrets there were in the first half of life, they could all be made up here. This was my favorite place to practice life. Entering the high-walled courtyard, the grass, trees, mountains and water inside were even more beautiful.
Every scene in the high-walled courtyard is what I have dreamed of, or what I want to have in my soul. Even the maids in the courtyard are the best of my imagination in my dreams. Living here is the most beautiful day in my life.
Every day, through double cultivation, sex, and the joy of love, my cultivation level increased rapidly at a speed I could not imagine. Even my appearance changed, becoming younger and more charming.
For those who have passed the previous levels safely, everyone has their own different experiences here, whether they are men or women.
This place seems to be a reincarnation, and no matter what, one cannot escape the arrangement of fate.
Even if you know that this is a fantasy land, the fantasy here is so in line with your heart. No matter what you want, this place has what you want in your heart, that is, those things will appear in front of you according to your imagination.
Even if you are an immortal cultivator, who doesn’t have the slightest concern in his heart, who doesn’t have the slightest fantasy in his heart, and the fantasy will appear before your eyes.
After numerous twists and turns, more than a hundred people settled in the land of gentleness and wealth.
As Ye Xiangyang walked forward, he came towards him: Xiang Yixiu, Yu Yurou, Dongli Jingdong, Yu Mingxiu, and Mei Qiqing. The five of them were talking and laughing, each with their own unique charm, as they walked towards Ye Xiangyang.
Xiang Yixue saw Ye Xiangyang, her eyes were bright and dazzling, she pointed at Ye Xiangyang: "Look, look, my husband is back, my husband is back."
With light steps and dusty silk socks, several people came to Ye Xiangyang in an instant.
Xiang Yixue is bright and charming, Yu Yurou is gentle and pretty, Dongli Jingdong is as gentle as a virgin, Yu Mingxiu is shy and wants to speak, and Mei Qiqing is charming. All five of them pour all their tenderness into Ye Xiangyang.
They were like a group of beautiful birds, chirping happily in front of Ye Xiangyang.
Ye Xiangyang's heart was as clear as a mirror. Xiang Yixiu was in Hunyuan Sect, and everyone else was in their own Nine-Cornered Black Tortoise Cauldrons. Where did these people outside come from? Everything was an illusion.
Ye Xiangyang didn't say anything. He moved, escaped from the encirclement of the five of them, and disappeared.
All he could see was five people searching for him all over the world.
No matter what, Ye Xiangyang knew that if he fell into the illusion, he would fail. No matter how true his feelings were, no matter how true his heart was, he could not indulge in the illusion.
The sky suddenly darkened and the scenery suddenly became bleak.
Leaves were actually falling from the flourishing branches. A cool breeze blew, and the leaves were like giant butterflies or birds, fluttering down.
The prosperous place with flowers and willows, the gentle and wealthy town is gone, replaced by a land of poverty.
This seems to be a village in the Xuanwu Continent, with dozens of families living in the village.
All I could see were low houses. It was late at night, and the wind was blowing hard. There were only a few houses with smoke rising from their chimneys.
From a yard came the sound of a child crying, "Mom, Mom, I'm hungry, I'm hungry."
A dishevelled woman looked at the child in front of her, tears streaming down her cheeks: "Child, mother can't find food, what should I do?"
Ye Xiangyang finally saw the child. He was skinny, like a piece of dry wood, with sunken eye sockets. He was lying on the firewood, and his lips had changed color. "Mom, I'm hungry."
It turned out that the child was talking in his sleep, or the child had fainted and was talking nonsense.
Ye Xiangyang wanted to help her, so he walked over quickly and took out some black crystal rice from his nine-cornered basalt cauldron. Each grain was as tall as a person and crystal clear. Each grain was enough for one person to eat for a month.
Ye Xiangyang took out the black crystal rice: "Sister-in-law, give this rice to the children to make dinner."
The dishevelled woman looked up. Her face looked like her mother. She looked at Ye Xiangyang in disbelief: "Give us this rice. We can't afford it."
Ye Xiangyang's heart sank: "Sister-in-law, this is for you. Look how hungry the child is. You should cook something for him."
The dishevelled woman hesitated: "You really don't want anything?"
Ye Xiangyang nodded.
The woman knelt down with a thud and said, "Thank you very much, benefactor."
Tears streamed down his cheeks.
At this moment, many people in the village came to Ye Xiangyang, and they all asked Ye Xiangyang for black crystal rice.
"Can you give us some black crystal rice? We have nothing to eat."
"Please have mercy on us. Our family has not eaten for three days."
"If you want to be a good person, you must do it to the end, be impartial, and give us as much as you give them."
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Ye Xiangyang smiled and gave two grains of black crystal rice to each family.
People took the rice and went home happily.
On this bleak autumn evening, almost every household in the village began to prepare dinner, and smoke rose up, lingering around the village.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and a group of people rushed into the village. Immediately, some minions entered the homes of these people, opened the pots, scooped up the prepared dinner, and were about to eat.
All the people in the village watched helplessly as the bandits devoured their food. They dared not speak. If anyone spoke, they would be beaten to death.
The disheveled woman insisted on serving her child a bowl of rice, otherwise she would smash the pot.
The robber grabbed her and held her by the neck: "Hey, hey, you broke your rice bowl, go ahead and smash it, just give it a try."
With a bang, the disheveled woman fell to the ground.
Ye Xiangyang reached out and took out the Black Snake Sky-Swallowing Halberd and rushed forward. He found that his steps had become extremely slow and he had lost his cultivation.
A minion hit Ye Xiangyang on the head with a heavy object from behind, and Ye Xiangyang fell to the ground with a thud.
The bandit leader stepped over and stepped on Ye Xiangyang: "You little bastard, you want to be a hero?"
The little minion was a stutterer: "Boss, boss, the black crystal rice in the village was given by him."
The bandit leader's eyes were bright, and he chuckled, "Boy, as long as you hand over all your black crystal rice, I will spare your life."
Ye Xiangyang suddenly discovered that he no longer had the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron on him, and of course, he no longer had the Black Crystal Rice.
"I don't."
The bandit leader laughed loudly: "No, beat him up, beat him up hard."
Ye Xiangyang was beaten so hard that blood was flowing out. The dishevelled woman rushed over and said, "Don't hit him, don't hit him, he's a good man."
"Good man, hahaha, what's the use of being a good man? In front of us, he is just a dead man."
"Hahaha, there are basically no good people in this world."
"Hit me, hit me hard."
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The disheveled woman was pulled aside, and the bandits took sticks and hit Ye Xiangyang again and again.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, every stick hit drew blood.
The woman pleaded helplessly: "Don't hit him, don't hit him, you can hit me instead."
The bandit leader chuckled and said, "Hang him in the house for me."
The unconscious Ye Xiangyang was awakened by being poured with cold water, and the sparse north wind made him feel cold all over.
When Ye Xiangyang woke up slowly, he saw the child on the ground, already on the verge of death: "Come here, come here, give the child a bowl of rice, otherwise the child will die."
The bandits laughed: "Give him a bowl of rice, give him a bowl of rice, and we will have one less bowl of rice. Why should we save him?"
"Besides, even if you save him, he'll still starve to death tomorrow. You should just worry about yourself."
"Are you attracted to the child's mother? It's a pity that she doesn't belong to you."
The leader seemed to be full. He stepped forward with his burly body. He smiled grimly and said to Ye Xiangyang with his dark face: "Save this child, sure. As long as you are willing, one life for another, how about I save this child?"
His face was filled with an arrogant and smug smile: "Boy, aren't you a good person? Don't you want to save people? Are you willing to exchange your own life? As long as you agree, I will feed this child."
There was silence inside the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron, and everyone felt the same way.
Almost everyone asked themselves, if they were in this situation, would they trade their own life for the life of their child? Too many people shook their heads. They were all people who had practiced for countless years. They asked sincerely and found that they were unwilling to trade their own lives for a bowl of rice or a child's temporary survival.
Taotie was stunned: "Oh my god, why should I use Ye Xiangyang's life to exchange for the child's life? This is fucking unfair."
Ye Xiangyang looked at the bandit leader's dark face, his eyes bright, "Okay, as long as you can save the child, I am willing to use my life in exchange for the child's life."