The atmosphere is on the verge of breaking out.
At this time, Xiao Sang smiled lightly: "They want to kill you."
Lu Mingshu nodded: "Yes."
"Is this also human nature?"
Lu Mingshu nodded again: "Yes."
Their conversations are too detached, which inevitably arouses dissatisfaction.
"Where did you come from? Did you kill these people?" asked the young man with the sword in the eastern boundary.
Lu Mingshu stood up, bowed to him, or everyone, and said, "The matter was not resolved before, and I couldn't reveal my identity. I'm rude. Lu Mingshu is in the lower Kyushu."
"..."
Everyone looked at each other and found that no one had heard the name before.
So, this is just an unknown master in an unknown small world
She looks like this, she really doesn't look like a murderer!
—Wait, everyone is not a newcomer, how can they be fooled by their appearance? How many perverts look like perverts? Are there any examples of a murderous maniac who is actually gentle
Sure enough, I heard her say again: "We killed these people, but everyone, wait a moment. There is one more important thing, and it will be considered as complete when it is done."
Um? What is she saying
Lu Mingshu completely ignored them, and continued to ask Xiao Sang: "Have you thought it through? One last question."
Xiao Sang laughed: "How do you know?"
Lu Mingshu said: "In these years, I have traveled around in various fields, and I have a doubt that is getting stronger and stronger."
She paused: "Why us? What are the rules for choosing the master of the sky wheel? Whether it is a powerful cultivator or a trafficker, if you want to be recognized by the sky wheel, you must set the sky wheel right. And this requires certain Talented in numeracy."
"Then I thought, why is numerology talent a threshold? What is the necessary reason for this?"
"What did you come up with?"
Lu Mingshu smiled, and called softly, "Xiao Bu."
"Here!" Xiao Bu, who was lying on Xie Xingchen's body, finally found a chance to talk to his master, "Master, Xiao Bu has always been here."
"Good boy." Lu Mingshu stretched out his hand, letting it jump on him.
"Xiao Bu is a man-made creature with thoughts, but no flesh and blood. Does it count as a living thing or not?"
Xiao Sang was silent.
"Xiaobu is composed of individual parts. These parts, through precise calculations, finally form a life, a life with thoughts."
Lu Mingshu asked softly: "Then, where is Jian Mu?"
Xiao Sang's eyes moved.
Lu Mingshu continued to laugh: "Look, Jianmu is divided into thousands of sky wheels, and the sky wheels are like parts that make up Jianmu. Isn't it similar to Xiaobu?"
Xie Xingchen's eyes flickered, he already knew what she was going to say.
Lu Mingshu finally expressed his conclusion: "You are not only experiencing human nature in this process, but also looking for someone who can understand your existence. That's why you said that this is a process and also a result."
"..." Xiao Sang was silent.
"What do you mean?" Xun Zining's head was in a mess, and Lu Mingshu's words rang out alternately.
The sky wheel is a part, and the building wood is a whole.
Mathematical talent is required.
Looking for someone who can understand your existence.
This is the process and the result.
Xun Zining also had an astonishing talent for numerology, grasping these important messages, he quickly understood what Lu Mingshu meant.
He shook his hand and pointed at Xiao Sang: "You guys... are looking for a successor!"
"So if you win, you won't become the master of the sky wheel, but you will become Jianmu himself!"
Xie Xingchen closed his eyes.
He guessed the front, but missed the back.
He thought that when Tianlun's game ended, Jianmu would reappear.
But I didn't expect that there was such a layer hidden behind.
"That's right." Xiao Sang's voice sounded quietly, "How can Jianmu be alone when the prehistoric world is destroyed? We are divided into branches because we don't have enough strength. Now the branches are united and want to continue to survive. There has to be new input.”
She looked at Lu Mingshu: "So, you are our chosen one, the new Jianmu."
Lu Mingshu smiled: "Then, do I have the right to refuse?"
"Yes." Xiao Sang said, "I said before that Jianmu doesn't have enough strength, so I can't force you. Besides, if you want Jianmu to reappear, there is no point in forcing him. You can choose whether to become a new The construction of wood, or end here."
Lu Mingshu continued to ask: "How about becoming Jianmu? How about ending? What's the difference between the two?"
"If you become a new Jianmu, the prehistoric rules will be re-established and restored to the original state. Maybe there will be a big war in the future, or it will be destroyed again, but it is obviously a good thing for you to communicate with all walks of life at this moment."
Lu Mingshu nodded: "What if I don't do this?"
"Jianmu's existing power won't last long. When its power is exhausted, all walks of life will be completely separated. From then on, you can no longer use Jianmu to go to different walks of life, and you can't even find the coordinates."
Little Thorn paused: "This may not be a good result. Everyone goes their own way, whether they go to ruin or to prosperity, they all have their own fate."
"So, you don't have to be burdened. Whether you become Jianmu or end there, it's just going to a different result."
Lu Mingshu laughed: "You are really considerate!"
Xiao Sang didn't answer.
There was silence.
Those strong men from all walks of life who chased in were confused and looked at Lu Mingshu with complicated eyes.
Therefore, the direction of the world is in the hands of this woman.
"Lu Mingshu!" Xun Zining couldn't help but said, "You have no responsibility to this world, so you don't need to make this sacrifice. Didn't Xiao Sang say that? It's just that the direction of development is different."
Lu Mingshu didn't move.
Xun Zining continued: "If you become Jianmu, you are no longer a living person! Think about Gu Xia, think about those relatives and friends."
She still doesn't speak.
Xun Zining became irritable: "Then do you think about Xie Xingshen's head office? He is a person, if you are not here, he can still live..."
The last word "do" disappeared from his mouth, and Xun Zining looked at her in disbelief: "You said just now that life and death are not important, is that what you mean?"
She is no longer a living person, so Xie Xingshen will not want to continue living.
Lu Mingshu sighed, and finally answered him: "No, you'll understand later."
After finishing speaking, she half-knelt down and looked down at Xie Xingchen who was seriously injured and unable to get up: "What about you, what else can you tell me?"
Xie Xingchen's expression was normal, and he smiled: "There's no need to say anything. I know your heart, and you know mine. No matter what choice you make, you will never lose me."
Lu Mingshu smiled: "Actually, there is no need to worry about it. Whoever says that if you are not a living person, you can't be considered a living thing? Xiao Sang can also transform into a form, and we can still live together life after life."
This is probably the most direct confession she has ever said.
Xie Xingshen couldn't help stretching out his hand and caressing her face: "I used to always think, if one day our lives come to an end, how should I find your reincarnation. Now I finally don't have to worry, there will be no reincarnation in the future , only this life, forever this life.”
Xun Zining really wanted to rush up and scold these two people.
This eternal life is not counted as alive, is it still considered this life? There is a hole in the brain!
But he was firmly held back by Huai Zhongke: "Senior! Don't get excited, this is their choice, and it's not easy for outsiders to interfere!"
"Bah!" Xun Zining's eyes were red, "What's the difference between this and death? Lu Mingshu, can you stop being so stupid..."
Amidst his shouts, Lu Mingshu stood up.
Greenness emerged from her body, the vines spread out, the heart of the tree melted, branches and leaves grew, and her body became more and more empty.
"Lu Mingshu!"
Xiao Sang turned into light and became one with her.
The light was dazzling, and everyone couldn't help reaching out to block it.
When the light weakened, the soul's gloomy light floated to the center of the tree and gradually merged together.
Xun Zining was stunned.
He still couldn't accept this fact.
Lu Mingshu...she merged with Jianmu, will they all disappear in the future? Never see you again
"Ugh!"
Hearing Xie Xingshen's sigh, Xun Zining was very angry: "She is crazy, and you are also crazy? Why don't you stop her?"
Xie Xingchen held the last bit of green light and smiled: "You don't know, am I always crazier than her?"
"you… "
"Besides, this is being together life after life, there is nothing wrong with that!"
As if talking to himself, there was a clear light on his body.
This is the last power of the sky-replenishing stone.
In the clear light, Xun Zining could hear him chanting in a low voice: "May I be like a star king like the moon, and the night and night stream be bright and clean—"
After the last word fell, the light dissipated, and Xie Xingshen was no longer there.
There is only one jade-colored stone standing there.
Sky-filling stone.
Xun Zining was dumbfounded.
This bastard, he said being together for life and life, is he turning into a sky-replenishing stone
These two lunatics!
…
No matter how angry he became, these two people would never reply to him again.
The building trees stand towering, and there are sky-filling stones to lean on each other.
everlasting—
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Epilogue: This is not a tragedy
This postscript was supposed to be written yesterday, but I couldn't write it anymore, so I put it today.
The delay also just allowed me to see everyone's reaction to the ending.
The intention of writing this ending is not to abuse readers, so I think it is necessary to interpret it to let you understand the intention. Even if not everyone can accept it, at least let everyone see where there is hope.
This book was a catastrophe in my writing career. Many times, I thought I couldn't get through it.
Its birth itself is inherently insufficient.
I don’t know how many readers have read my previous book "Fairy Atlas". This book can be said to be my ultimate fantasy on the subject of self-cultivation, so after writing it, I will consider that I will not write about self-cultivation in the short term .
One is that many of my imaginations about this subject have already been shown in that book. Without new ideas, writing any more is just repeating myself. The second is to clearly realize that I know too little on the road of online writing. It can even be said that I still didn't know how to write web articles at that time.
I am a very lucky person. When I first wrote the first work "A Immortal is Hard to Find" on Girls.com, I never thought about how to write a "Red Book". , I have a great interest in the world shown by the author, and I indulge my imagination, so I came up with such an idea.
So I started writing this work with enthusiasm.
Because I didn't think about whether it would be "popular", my psychological acceptance was very high at that time, and some readers shared my joys and sorrows with me, so I couldn't be happier. To be able to achieve later results has exceeded imagination too much.
Just because my grades exceeded my imagination, I did not experience the cold reception that a new author should have, and still retained my innocence and self.
In the end, this book could not have a perfect ending because of the entanglement of reality.
Many of its ideas, in my later opinion, have great flaws, and this flaw is also a major reason for affecting the ending.
It opened up my new world and also became my black history.
Feel deeply sorry for it.
In this case, I am going to write "Fairy Atlas" to correct the mistakes made in the previous work.
I want to tell myself that I can write better works.
Immediately afterwards, I was tested by everything that my debut novel omitted.
The cold reception "Fairy" received was something I hadn't thought of. The initial boringness rejected most readers.
But as I said before, I was naive and self-initiated at that time. After sorting out the whole story, I thought it was a very good story, and there was no reason why others should not appreciate it.
So, I immersed myself in writing this story, and wanted to write the wonderful ones and show them to everyone.
Later, I did it. Although the subscription results of this book are not as good as those of the previous work, it has brought me you who will never leave.
Up to now, I still think this is my most sincere work, although not so many people have accepted it.
This work, with 3.77 million words, was written for nearly three years.
In the process, I finally realized that writing web articles is not that simple.
And I'm no longer a newcomer who writes for fun and now needs it to support my family.
I began to consciously study other people's works, understand readers' preferences, analyze my own shortcomings, and look for the direction of breakthrough.
During this process, I wrote a lot of pen practice works, some of which were destroyed, some remained in the hard disk, and some were experimented with.
Calm down and analyze, the cold reception of "Fairy" is not innocent, it has committed many taboos that should not be committed by online articles. A heroine with ambiguous gender consciousness and not easy to substitute, an uninspired and straightforward beginning, and a story that is too long and not explosive enough.
That's basically half the battle already.
However, no matter how lacking in explosive stories, it can still be well written.
Its lack of grades can only be that it is not good-looking enough, because I failed to write it well.
After "Fairy" ended, I didn't open a new one for half a year.
In the past six months, I have reflected on many issues and written many short and medium stories.
After the new year, the editor came to urge me to open a hole.
It's really been too long, and it's time to start a new journey.
At that time, what I prepared was the story "Chengluan". So the characters of Lu Mingshu and Xie Xingshen originally belonged to this story.
But at that time, it was not perfect enough, there was no good entry point, and I encountered difficulties at the beginning.
I still couldn't write a satisfactory beginning, so I accepted the editor's suggestion and decided to write a transition.
Picking and picking among my old and new pits, I finally chose the framework of "Destiny is the Phoenix".
Since the character design is almost done, I also fell in love with these two characters, so I put them in this story and made corresponding adjustments.
Since it is a transition, changes must be made here.
The direction I chose at the time was to get closer to the taste of the public, so this book had a bloody beginning.
Looking back now, a transitional work is doomed to be inherently deficient from the very beginning.
To tell you the truth, the initial structure of this book is a travel to another world. As I said before, it was originally inspired by "Martial Arts World Adventure". Now looking at the setting at the beginning, you can still see the traces. I have mixed various worlds. It should be a series of copies of different worlds. There are magic worlds, interstellar worlds, and even modern worlds.
But after opening the book, I found it was not possible.
If you write fantasy, then your overall world view should be fantasy. Adding magic will give people a nondescript feeling.
There are already examples of this in front of me. I saw another book that was written in this way. The author told me that the rate of readers abandoning articles in that section was very high, and subscriptions plummeted. Later, she stopped updating and has not finished writing until now.
So I began to adjust the structure, reducing the content of traveling to other worlds, even reducing it to only a few embellishments, focusing on this world.
This does make the reader more coherent, but it's not what I originally envisioned.
Since then, I've lost my grip on it.
The further you write, the stronger this sense of loss of control becomes.
The various plot points I prepared are completely useless and can only be adjusted while writing.
And this is not the biggest problem, the most terrible thing is that my personal emotions exploded.
As mentioned earlier, after finishing writing "Fairy", I decided not to write about cultivation in the short term. Therefore, Mandate of Heaven itself is a compromise.
I fell into a depressed mood, and the more I wrote, the more I loathed myself. Ask yourself over and over again, since you don't want to write, why do you have to force it. Now that you have started writing, why can't you stick to it. To reduce the story to this, is it worthy of the characters
Then I looked back at this work, and found that the existing version had too many shortcomings, and it didn't feel like I wanted to write at all. It's not supposed to look like this, and if I were to grade it, it would even be a failing grade.
The code word is the most bitter, nothing is better than having a high eye but a low hand. The ideal is too high, the level is too low, too much thinking, too little writing.
In any case, since I have begun to write it, I must give it an end.
So I re-planned the architecture again.
This ending was already decided at the end of July.
In fact, I think it's the best ending I can give them.
Lu Mingshu has experienced many injustices in his life. The death of her grandfather and mother sent her into the world of martial arts. Even if she shines brightly with her own efforts, others still think that she is too upright to have good results.
There is a fire in her heart, once it erupts, it will be the consequences of starting a prairie fire.
But she also met good people.
The master whose meridians were completely abolished, revived her. Gao Xiang, her childhood sweetheart, stood up for her. There are also people like Master Zhuo and uncle who help her as much as they can.
For these good people, she has been working hard to control the fire in her heart.
The higher the strength, the less anyone can control her, and the more she has to control herself.
She is unwilling to use the same strength to dominate others just because she has been treated unfairly.
Therefore, she would rather turn herself into a good person and leave room for others than to be tyrannical to the end and kill with a cold face.
This is her self-cultivation.
Therefore, at the last moment, when faced with that choice, she decided to become Jianmu and give those good people a better world.
She hopes that even if she has been treated coldly, she can still look at the world with kindness.
Finally she did.
Seek benevolence and benevolence.
As for Xie Xingshen, his personality is more complicated, but what he wants is very pure.
The experience of the first half of his life, when he merged into a new Xie Xingshen, he became a simple self.
He wants to be with the one he loves, to make her happy, to let her get what she wants.
So, when Lu Mingshu faced that choice, his attitude was, you go after what you want, and I will always follow you.
Where you are is where my heart is.
I once said to myself not to write BE, and this really isn't BE.
Are they so ignorant
of course not.
I have already written in the article that Xiaosang has a body, she can take shape, and of course Mingshu can too.
Think about Fang Xinyan in "Fairy", her body is a grass!
As for the sky-replenishing petrified spirit, do you need me to tell you about a book called "Story of the Stone"
So, I really didn't expect that people would think it was a tragedy.
In my imagination, after thousands of years, the new Jianmu finally took shape, turning into that snow-like woman.
And the first time she took shape, she would see the romantic young man sitting on the Sky-Bending Stone.
They have endless years, and of course they will be together forever.
A happy ending.
Maybe many years later, Jianmu will become the marriage tree of that world, covered with prayer cards.
As for Butianshi... I'm sorry, your body will probably be plastered with people's names, with such sour sentences as "I love you forever and ever".
I was about to be moved to tears by myself, but you said it was a tragedy?
As an author who is not understood, am I going to make trouble? !
The ending is explained here and ends with a deep self-reflection.
For me, writing is bread and butter, but it’s definitely more than bread and bread.
It is my spiritual world, my life goal.
Over the years, I have been pushing myself to write better stories.
Thank you readers for subscribing, so that I can make this a career and continue to pursue it.
Although it can't make me rich and powerful, I am really lucky to be able to do what I love as a career.
Maybe we won't go to the end together, but I hope that this period of walking together can bring you spiritual enjoyment.
treasure.
Hope to see you in the next book.
In the ending chapter of PS, a very important point was missed. After Mingshu turns into Jianmu, those dead Skywheel owners will be resurrected. I wrote it in a hurry at the time, so I omitted it, but now I have completed it.
Extra episode
An Chengming felt that his master must have picked him up from the latrine.
In the entire Kyushu, who is as miserable as him
The dignified head of Zhou Liuzong, a genius disciple who is hard to come by in a hundred years, achieved Dongxu at only fifty.
As a result, the first thing he did when he stepped into the cave was to be kicked out by his master, who threw him a sentence: "Think I'm awesome? Go to another world to see, just you, it's too early!"
Then he was gone.
An Chengming, who was on the road of wandering, guessed darkly that the master must have been poked in a sore spot and vented his anger.
I heard that when the master was young, he was also the number one genius disciple of Zhou Liuzong. However, he later met two evil stars and experienced some baptism from body to soul. From then on, he became a salted fish without ideals...
Be compassionate, he told himself. It is not easy for Master to live like this, as a disciple, we must be considerate of him.
Mourning Master in his heart, An Chengming happily traveled around all walks of life.
In this world, there are thousands of large realms and countless small realms. The worlds are connected by building trees and communicate with each other.
After An Chengming traveled to more than a hundred worlds, big and small, he decided to take a look at the ancient world.
That is the largest and oldest realm, with the richest resources and the largest population.
It was only there that one could see the whole picture of Jianmu's ladder to heaven.
He is very curious about Jianmu. In the long years before his birth, Jianmu had been destroyed and then returned to its place.
Those who heard that Master never forgets are there.
…
The people in the ancient world are very friendly. I heard that he is from Kyushu, and he is very enthusiastic.
An Chengming thought, this is because of the favor of those two seniors, right
That's right, when you come to the ancient world, you must go and meet them.
At the entrance of Jianmu, the guide stopped, smiled and said to him: "Not everyone can enter here, the small ones can only be sent here."
An Chengming thanked him, gave him a reward, and entered Jianmu alone.
Walking up the natural stairs in the tree step by step, An Chengming listened carefully when he heard human voices.
The man recited the first words: "...the moon is temporarily dark, and the stars are always bright. Stay bright and wait for the moon to return, and there will be a total of three or five."
An Chengming finally saw the person who recited the words.
On a jade-colored stone several people tall, sat a young man.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up.
With just one glance, An Chengming was stunned.
... I have heard for a long time that this senior looks like jade. Only when I see it with my own eyes can I know how amazing it is.
Ruyu, indeed, only the word Ruyu is the most appropriate description.
"Are you that junior from Kyushu?" The other party asked with a smile.
Although he was condescending, there was no arrogance in his expression.
Very kind! An Chengming thought in his heart that it was not at all the same as what the master said.
Not daring to be negligent on the surface, he lowered his body and saluted: "Zhou Liuzong's disciple An Chengming, I have met Senior Xie."
"Oh, Zhou Liuzong!" The other party paused, "Before they reported that whose disciple are you?"
"... The family teacher's surname is Xun, and his name is Zining."
"Yes, Xun Zining!" He patted his head and apologized with a smile, "I'm sorry, I've been a fossil for too long, and many of my previous memories have been blurred."
An Cheng said that he didn't dare, but complained in his heart. The one who never forgets you, Master, doesn't even remember your name!
There is another one, which has not been transformed until now, and it may be completely forgotten after the transformation.
"It's been a long time since I saw someone from Kyushu, come here, I'll treat you to a drink."
As soon as the words fell, An Chengming flew up uncontrollably and landed on the sky-replenishing stone. In front of him was a jade cup with amber-like nectar floating.
He was flattered: "Thank you, senior."
The nectar entered his mouth, and the gentle power flowed all over his body.
"Thank you, senior." An Chengming appreciated the benefits and thanked him again.
"That Xun Zining, how is he doing now!" the other party seemed to ask casually.
"The tutor is very good." An Chengming paused, "It's just that he is getting old and has a weird temper, and he keeps talking about the past."
"Oh." The other party nodded casually.
An Chengming thought about it for a while, and asked carefully: "Senior, you have already transformed, so when will Senior Lu be able to transform? Although Master didn't mention it, I know he has been thinking about it for a long time."
"I don't know." In a very casual tone.
An Chengming felt wrong: "Aren't you in a hurry?"
"Why am I in a hurry?" He waved his hand with a careless expression. "I'm a rock now, and I have endless years. I can wait no matter how long it takes. What's the rush?"
An Chengming thinks about it too.
Only human beings will pursue something that lasts forever. For Shitou, he is forever, so he doesn't care about pursuing it.
An Chengming saw him looking up again.
Jianmu is too big, with tangled branches and leaves, comparable to a city.
"Speaking of which, the spiritual breath fluctuates frequently recently, it seems that it is time to transform..."
He thought about it, and laughed to himself: "I don't know what Mingshu's transformation looks like this time? Will he become gentler? Oops!"
An unknown object fell and hit him on the head.
He raised his head and glared: "Who? Who dares to break ground on my head? Are you impatient?"
An Chengming was also curious. In the entire ancient world, no one would dare to provoke this person, right
Under the gaze of the two, a little green light appeared in the flourishing branches and leaves.
The green light was just a faint point at first, and gradually became the size of a broad bean, then a peach, and then... eh? The result!
Seeing the green light turning into a fruit and falling down, An Chengming instinctively covered his head.
The fruit missed him, it fell slowly, and when it was about to hit the ground, it turned into a white figure.
"Ming Shu!" The person sitting opposite him was ecstatic, and as soon as his figure floated, he went up to meet him and hugged him into his arms.
Just right.
next moment…
"Snapped!"
Seeing a palm print on the face of the jade-like young master, An Chengming couldn't bear to see it, and covered his eyes.
"You hit me?" A tone of disbelief.
"Who are you?" The other party asked coldly.
An Chengming wanted to slap himself very much. Crow mouth! Really forgot all about it
"You don't recognize me? You don't recognize me? Lu Mingshu, let me tell you, I'm going to make trouble if you do this!"
"Oh." She flicked her sleeves, turned and walked out.
"Lu Mingshu!" He chased after her.
The moment she turned around, An Chengming clearly saw the corner of her mouth that was smiling.
Oh, so it is!
Very good, he can go back and report to Master.
Thinking about it for so many years, can you rest assured now
If you want him to come and see it, just say it. What excuses are you looking for
An Chengming didn't know that in a certain world, there was a saying of CP fans. He also doesn't know what kind of person his master used to be.
If he knew, he would surely shed tears of sympathy for his master.
From a narcissist who is proud of himself to a CP fan, it is really sad.
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