When Ye Xiangyang uttered these words, the inside of the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron was boiling.
Yun Jianhan burst into tears. He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into the skin of his palms. The blood on his hands dripped down to the bottom. "Brother, don't; don't."
Emperor Lei Li, who had been a man of many bloody experiences, actually shed tears: "Sect Master, please don't do that."
Yue Haoran and a large group of people looked at Ye Xiangyang with tears streaming down their faces. They realized that their own minds were far inferior to Ye Xiangyang's, not even a little bit.
"Master, we understand. We really understand."
Countless elders and disciples of Danding Xianzong and Zisha Xianzong were trembling in their hearts at this moment. Giving up one's life is easy to say but very difficult to do. What is the purpose of their countless years of cultivation? Isn't it just for immortality and freedom
I really don't want to exchange my life for the chance for a mortal to survive.
They finally understood the real reason why Ye Xiangyang was able to unify the Xuanwu Continent and win the hearts of countless mortals. The reason was that he had genuine kindness in his heart.
"Master, we understand. We really understand. Only the most virtuous can unify the world."
Yu Yurou, Dongli Dingjing, Yu Mingxiu, and Mei Qiqing were all in tears. They didn't say anything, didn't stop, their tears flowed. Even if they were unwilling, how could they stop it at this moment
The people in the Nine-Cornered Black Tortoise Tripod didn't understand what would happen after Ye Xiangyang committed suicide. If the clan leader really died, what would they do? Apart from Ye Xiangyang, who else had the ability to unify them? Who else could call on so many people to work together
Ye Xiangyang's mother Tang Wan'er cried bitterly: "Yang'er, Yang'er, you are so stupid. If you really leave, how can I live?"
Ye Xiangyang's father, Ye Wentian, smiled with tears in his eyes and said, "Mother, when I rescued Xuanwu Continent, you didn't cry. When I broke the Arctic Sky barrier for the lives of the people on the continent, you didn't cry. Today, I am willing to die to save people. This is the same spirit and the same kindness. Why are you crying?"
"The child sought kindness and got it. He died without regrets. The sky is vast, the earth is boundless, the river flows eastward, the stars and the moon rotate. The child's innocent heart has not changed. Well done, child."
Ye Xiangyang, who was outside the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron, had no idea what was going on inside. He could not hear the voices of resistance, shouting, and praise from inside.
He was facing the life of a child.
Back then, when I rescued Xuanwu Continent, I did not hesitate; when I broke the sky and pushed the lives of Xuanwu Continent into the Arctic Sky, I did not hesitate; today, facing the death of a child, how could I hesitate? Compassion does not depend on size, but on the heart.
The bandit leader laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I want to see what a good person's heart looks like."
With a clang, he threw the sword in his hand, which was like a pool of clear water, in front of Ye Xiangyang: "Boy, as long as you commit suicide, I will definitely save him."
When the other bandits heard this, they also laughed: "Yeah, just commit suicide. Don't pretend to be compassionate. Don't be so desperate when facing a life-and-death situation."
"Yes, now is the time to test you, Ye Xiangyang, I want to see how you commit suicide."
"Hahaha, are you a hypocritical good person, a hypocritical hero?"
"Boy, go ahead."
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Facing the bandit's wild laughter, the child's mother raised her bloodied cheek, her eyes filled with reluctance. She held out her hand and said, "No, no, I really don't want you to do that."
Her heart was bleeding. This young man had been doing good deeds since he first appeared. He gave her family black crystal rice. Although he was questioned by her, his original intention remained unchanged. Later, he gave black crystal rice to everyone in the village. Now he wanted to exchange his life for the child's life. Why should good people be tortured by heaven for no reason
She didn't want to see good people being tortured: "Brother, don't, don't save him. He deserves to die. Don't save him."
Ye Xiangyang looked at the woman's clear eyes, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly picked up the sword on the ground: "Sister-in-law, even if I don't save him, these people will not let me live. Instead of this, I might as well fight hard and save the child if I can."
Ye Xiangyang picked up the sword that looked like autumn water on the ground and looked at the unconscious child lying on the ground. According to his experience as an alchemist, the child was just hungry and not sick. He said in his heart: "There is no distinction between high and low in life. I hope you can live well, child."
Thinking of this, he pointed the tip of the sword at his heart, and the sword emitted a strong light. Ye Xiangyang stood there, his green clothes fluttering.
He looked at the world he loved again, countless thoughts turning in his mind. He knew that this was an illusion, but shouldn't the people in the illusion be saved
Life and death are just a thought away.
Ye Xiangyang clenched his teeth, and the Autumn Water sword pierced directly into his heart.
Tens of millions of people in the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron were speechless for a moment. They looked at the sword trembling and piercing Ye Xiangyang's heart. Many people closed their eyes, and tears dripped down like beads that had broken off the string. Ye Xiangyang really sacrificed his precious life for a humble life.
They suddenly felt that the sky was dark, the sun and moon were dim, and they wondered why Ye Xiangyang, who was so cruel, had to die so early and accept the tragedy of life.
At this moment, the long sword on Ye Xiangyang's chest turned into a star. The star rose slowly and formed the shape of the Fire Pig constellation in his mind. A thought entered Ye Xiangyang's mind again: the great immortal art of the vast illusion.
His heart-wrenching wound healed in an instant. A thought emerged in his mind: "The sky is blue, the earth is yellow, even if there are thousands of years, across the eight wildernesses, the virtue is broad and boundless, the Xuanwu bloodline is really worthy of being the Xuanwu bloodline, kind and tender, it is absolutely true."
"Ye Xiangyang, you have passed the second level, go to the third level."
Ye Xiangyang opened his eyes. There was no prosperous place with flowers and willows, no gentle and wealthy town. It was just wild grass in the wilderness and a forest of ancient trees.
"If you remain true to your heart and loyal to your heart, your future will be bright and bright."
Ye Xiangyang felt the second star in his heart, felt the harvest in the depths of his soul, felt the great magic of the vast fantasy world in his mind, and was glad that he could come this far without changing his mind. His body moved with the energy of the secret realm, and soon he entered another realm.
The five hundred people had hearts as hard as stone. They endured the test in the second secret realm. Each of them received a pill and three Taoist techniques and entered the next secret realm.
However, those immortal cultivators who were immersed in the secret realm, when they woke up, found that there was no prosperous place with flowers and willows, gentleness and wealth. They were all lying on the grass and on the firewood mountain. The experience they had just had was nothing but a dream, which made them feel a little unreal.
Looking at the treasures on their bodies, they are nothing but rotten and broken things, how can they be super treasures? The skills they obtained have been forgotten, and they don’t remember anything at all; the medicines they obtained are just ordinary stones.
Thinking back on my performance when I entered the second level, I could feel my cheeks turning red.
This incident shows that my spiritual heart is unstable, my true heart is unstable, and it is very difficult for me to pursue immortality.
What's more, I once killed my opponent while I was lost, and everything is the biggest scar in my life. My practice is not enough, I need to work hard; my concentration is not enough, I must work hard on practice.
Energy wrapped around them, they also headed towards the third secret realm. Now that I understand now, I must work hard to cultivate and achieve my own life.
The third secret realm is a blood-red world.
The whole world is filled with a strong bloody color and a strong smell of blood. The whole world seems to be a world of blood. The whole world is in an inexplicable madness.
All living beings in this world carry extremely strong murderous intent, real murderous intent.
Entering this world, even if you are facing a rabbit, the rabbit carries an endless aura of killing. He exudes a bloody red light, and his claws wave like the blade of a killing sword, rushing over ferociously, cutting the throat with one sword, directly fatal.
Some immortal cultivators took out their treasures to block the unexpected and shocking attack. Their Taoist magic surged and their fists were like a mountain, hitting the bloody rabbit.
The bloody rabbit moved, and the whole person turned into a sword light. Kill, kill, kill! The sword light flashed, and the sword energy was indiscriminate and uninterrupted, killing the immortal cultivator who had just come over.
Kill, kill, kill!
The speed was so fast that it was beyond imagination. The danger of a little rabbit surpassed many, many ferocious immortal beasts. How could the immortal cultivator dare to neglect it? He cut the void with one sword. That is, time and space, the void, and the endless space were all like a layer of paper. He directly chopped it with one sword, and it broke into pieces.
Lingbo divine fist, wind blows clouds and rain waves.
Ripples appeared around the immortal cultivator, blocking the power of the rabbit's sword.
Swish, the waves were broken by the rabbit's sword, and the sword light flashed, almost cutting the immortal cultivator in half. The casual cultivator moved like the wind and retreated quickly, barely dodging the extremely sharp sword.
The killing technique, the eyes of the casual cultivator were full of heat, it was really unimaginable that a small rabbit knew the killing technique, how shocking.
When the rabbit saw that his several moves were ineffective, he knew that he had met a master, so he jumped up and ran into the forest. The forest was filled with murderous intent, and every strong murderous intent was a place of life and death.
People understand that the third secret realm must be a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones behind, and many immortal cultivators will die here.