When he saw Wang Lu's slightly turned muzzle, Hei's mind was in a trance, fragments of the past always appeared in his mind.
Then, he suddenly remembered a sentence.
Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get.
This sentence was first circulated in the port cities of the Kyushu mainland. At that time, chocolate from Xiyi mainland was just beginning to become popular in Kyushu, and specious production methods made the quality of chocolate very unstable. Similarly, a box of chocolates can have thousands of flavors, so some good people use this as a metaphor for life, which is appropriate.
When Hei was young, he had heard this sentence.
At that time, he was still an ordinary monk in the port city. On a small island, he joined a sect of cultivating immortals who depended on the sea for a living. A master in the foundation building period leads seven or eight apprentices in the qi training period to fish and practice qi all day long, and their lives are ordinary, but not lacking in fun.
Master is very kind. Although he looks fierce, he has the most gentle temperament. He was originally a fisherman who depended on the sea to eat the sea. One day when he saw the sunrise on the sea, his heart suddenly moved, and he stepped into the realm of cultivating immortals. He has no teacher, no resources, purely relying on understanding and a little interest, spent 20 years entering the foundation building stage, and has some supernatural powers. The fishermen around him wanted to learn, so he taught them all. For him, the practice of immortality was just a matter of interest, and what he really loved was driving a boat and fishing with nets on the sea.
It was indeed a dream age for immortal cultivators. A fisherman with mediocre aptitude could obtain immortality in his daily life and start the road of cultivating immortals. Now it is definitely impossible. And it was such an ordinary fisherman who changed Hei's life and the history of the world of cultivating immortals.
Hei studied cultivation with the fishermen for a few years, and his outstanding aptitude quickly made him a master. Many times, he asked his apprentice to lead his master instead. But in this small sect, the master and apprentice are laughing and laughing, but they don't care.
Many times, Hei would think, what would happen if such a life continued? Will he leave that island one day, bid farewell to his lovely master and fellow apprentices, and go to a bigger world and a wider world alone
Hei himself can't give an answer, because he really can't remember what happened more than 10,000 years ago.
He only remembered that on that day, there was suddenly a big storm on the sea, a huge wave of hundreds of feet high was raised on the usually calm sea, and the dark clouds were like a cover, covering the sky and the earth without a single inch of time. Electric snakes moved wildly among the clouds, flickering to illuminate the pitch-black sponge.
The master fisherman who has lived by the sea for decades has never seen such a strange sight, but the monk's intuition told him that this is by no means a natural phenomenon, and only a monk can cause such a change of color in the world. And setting off such a storm in the offshore area is obviously disregarding the life and death of the port city on the shore... For everyone here, this is a catastrophe. He took his disciples to hide in the pirate's cave, activated the formation to protect the island, and waited for the storm to pass.
It's a pity that the fluctuation of the formation has exposed their existence. The two demon bosses who fought fiercely at sea quickly found the island. One of them waved his demon palm and flattened the island with a single slap.
"Damn it, I thought it was a perfect tonic, but the quality is so poor, it's not enough to fit between the teeth!"
With a raised hand, people were all over the house, but the devil cursed a few times in great dissatisfaction, and then swallowed the soul in his palm. It's just that when he closed his bloody mouth, his arm trembled due to the opponent's magic attack, and he lost a soul.
The fish that slipped through the net was black.
Hei couldn't remember clearly what happened after that. All I know is that in the end a righteous monk came to slay demons and demons, beheaded both demon heads, and returned to Heqing Haiyan, but the deaths and injuries that had been caused were irreversible... Hei who survived was discovered by that monk, and his soul was preserved , and later was given a physical body by chance, and everything was restored to its original state.
After that, his path of cultivating immortality entered a new stage. The orthodox monk came from a famous sect and possessed huge resources unimaginable for the monks at the border ports. Hei followed him to practice all the way, from the golden core to the nascent soul to the gods to the peak. In the hundreds of years that followed, his achievements were unimaginable before.
However, he never experienced the simple happiness on the island again. Whether it is Jindan or Huashen, the growth of strength is just to achieve a simple goal: to survive.
Hei will never forget the fear and panic he felt when he and his master were tremblingly waiting for the end of the tsunami in the cave on the island. I can't forget the despair when the small island that has been in business for many years was destroyed by someone's palm. He no longer wants to be close to death, as long as he can stay away from death, he is willing to do anything.
And in this world, nothing can guarantee survival better than great strength. Doing good and accumulating virtue is just a joke, and escaping from the world is self-deception. The only way to become stronger and stronger. It's just that monks have limited aptitude, and not everyone can become stronger without limit, so what should we do? Of course it is to follow the strong, as long as they are strong, they are worth following, regardless of good or evil, there is no right or wrong. That day on the island, the kind fishermen and monks were no match for the vicious devil, so the whole army was wiped out. But the devil was no match for the monks of the righteous way, and he was also beheaded and exterminated by demons.
The law of the jungle preys on the strong, this is the truth in the world of cultivating immortals, and it has nothing to do with good or evil.
In addition, you must learn to hold righteousness, because righteousness is also a kind of strength. Those orthodox monks are often righteous in their actions, but do they really want to be as grand as they are? For hundreds of years, Hei has seen a lot of so-called upright monks who do despicable things in the name of righteousness. What they do is even more heinous than evil cultivators and devils, but they are always disadvantageous because they occupy the righteousness. In the mainland of Kyushu, heretics have never been able to overwhelm the righteous way. In the final analysis, it is the lack of righteousness.
Therefore, even if you do despicable things, you must do so in the name of righteousness.
Hei never thought that his ideas were wrong, so when the radiant Sun Buping started to form cliques, he actively joined them. And when Sun Buping exposed the truth and told everyone that the future enemy would be a fallen fairy... Hei turned his back on his original companion without hesitation. A good bird chooses a tree to live in, and the strong one is justice, and since the fallen immortal is stronger than anyone in the Kyushu mainland, then of course he is more just than anyone else.
It is far more righteous to follow the Fallen Immortal than to act as a rebel. Following the Fallen Immortal is the righteousness, there is no doubt about it.
This belief supported Hei for more than 10,000 years, until an ant named Luo Xiao destroyed everything. After making an unforgivable mistake, Hei can be sure that his master who has followed him all his life will inevitably abandon him, so the so-called righteousness he entrusted to Ruo Guigao's fallen immortal for more than 10,000 years has also been shattered.
What fallen immortals, what descended from the upper world, all go to hell! As long as he can survive, he can do whatever it takes, so what if he betrays him again? Perhaps in the future, the Fallen Immortal will come to Kyushu and turn everything into ashes, but as long as he can live for an extra quarter of an hour, it is worth it.
The only problem is Luo Xiao, he has never trusted himself, and he still holds the power of life and death in his hands, if this kind of person is not eliminated, his betrayal will be meaningless. Still precarious, life hanging by a thread. The opponent is likely to kick him off after he loses his use value, just like the fallen immortal.
So we must find a way to kill Luo Xiao, that bald head is cunning and cautious, the general method will not work, and setting traps in Nether Mountain is the best opportunity, only he is familiar with the laws of operation there, and he can completely take advantage of the terrain, once Eradicate Cang Lan and Luo Xiao. I own this great contribution to myself. In this way, the murders committed in the League of Ten Thousand Immortals can be alleviated a bit.
It's a pity that although my own design is good, it falls short. That Luo Xiao is really a formidable character. He used the terrain to make a desperate fight in the Immortal Trapping Formation of Nether Mountain, but he couldn't really suppress him. And when Luo Xiao came back to catch his breath, that series of performances didn't leave any room for Hei to fight back. So the hero became a spy, and the way of life became a way of death, how ironic!
Thinking about it carefully, this is really self-inflicted. I betrayed everyone, so I was betrayed by everyone. Isn't this the most appropriate ending
It's just, I'm really not reconciled!
I don't want to die, I don't want to end like this, there are too many things to do, how can I stop here!
"I… "
Facing Wang Lu's muzzle, Hei's body trembled slightly, and he wanted to say the last word. However, at this moment, the muzzle of the cannon suddenly moved away by itself, revealing a bright smile on the face of the Giant God Soldier.
"Hahahaha, congratulations, you successfully passed our final round of interviews with this rich face!"
"!!?"
"I don't understand? In fact, the reason is very simple. We must be cautious about taking refuge in a family slave with three surnames like you. Although many of what Luo Xiao said just now are framed words, as a hypothesis, we can't find it." The reason for the rebuttal. Maybe you are really playing tricks, or maybe Canglan in Nether Mountain is really taking the opportunity to recuperate, we have no way to make a conclusive judgment, so we have to make the situation a little more complicated."
At this time, Hei also gradually recovered his ability to think.
"So, you cooperate with Luo Xiao to act and test my reaction?"
"And the results obtained are still satisfactory... among other things, I have shot through the Nether Mountain, and you don't even look at it. If you say that you are a soldier who sticks to lofty ideals, this is really true." Some can’t be justified.”
Luo Xiao also sneered: "All he thinks about is his own life and death until the last moment. In a sense, such a person is more reliable. As long as he controls his life and death, his loyalty can be guaranteed."
Hei was silent for a long time: "So, I passed the test?"
"That's right, you passed the test. You are welcome to officially join the warm family of the Ten Thousand Immortals League. However, of course, given your previous performance, it is impossible for us to give you the treatment of a full member."
Luo Xiao stretched out his hand: "In the past, he has been my dog. It is recommended to let him start as a dog. I will shoulder the responsibility of the owner, how about it?"
"Except for you, I'm afraid no one is interested in raising this dog." After Wang Lu finished speaking, he looked around again, "Hey, what are the expressions of the true kings? After listening to us for so long, or Didn't you understand what happened? This comprehension seems a little too low."
Several Zhenjun looked at each other, and after a while, they sighed: "That guy Kuqin left early, it is really a wise choice."
(Sorry for the late update...
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