Even if his consciousness was immortal and he possessed the power of yin and yang, he could reconstruct his body, but would the souls and cultivation in his magical world be enough for him to recover? The answer was definitely not enough, because most of the power in that world had been wasted by him in the netherworld.
"What is his purpose in doing this?" Liu Xun said while looking into the void, his mind was spinning rapidly.
Is it to make up for a regret by returning to the past? Is it to resolve a knot in my heart by living a perfect life? No, that's not it.
He wanted to free himself from the past, but if that was the case, why didn't he let himself rescue Li Yixiao and his brother? Was he afraid that my fate would change because of this
None of them are right. This is just a virtual world, not reality! The world of God, the perfect world in the hearts of monks, is this perfect? I don’t think so. What does he want to do
Three hundred years, did he put in so much effort, plus the millions of years in Kunlun, just to let me stay here for three hundred years? Impossible, this matter can never be inferred by common sense.
Taking a deep breath, Liu Xun slowly squatted in the void. One year, two years, ten years, twenty years... Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, sixty years have passed. He has been squatting here for sixty years.
On the day when Liu Xun came into this world, exactly one hundred years ago, the pair of eyes that had been closed for sixty years suddenly opened! There was less sharpness in his eyes, but a hint of depth and emptiness.
He stood up slowly, his bones that had been numb for sixty years were creaking. Liu Xun exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked into the void with deep and almost empty eyes, and said: "Are you asking me to make a choice? Are you facing the same decision as you did that day?"
After sixty years of speculation, Liu Xun knew that this was a choice, a choice that once made, could never be changed.
He had to choose between the past and the future. If he chose the future, the shadows of Li Mengyao and others would disappear from his mind forever. If he chose the past, he would continue to stay here, and would leave after three hundred years.
But if that happens, all the hard work of him and Kunlun will be wasted. This is a gamble, his gamble, and also Liu Xun's gamble. The world and the beauty are the chips, but only one of them can be chosen.
"Do you want me to experience your helplessness at that time?" Liu Xun smiled, his smile was so desolate and helpless, but in a moment, his eyes became extremely determined, and he said:
"Since ancient times, there has been no such thing as having the best of both worlds. You can't have your cake and eat it too! Compared with the rise and fall of an individual and a nation, it is really insignificant. Although I am not like you, I can give up so much. But if it really comes to that time, I will choose..."
At this point, Liu Xun's eyes became extremely gloomy, his face became ferocious, and he roared in a low voice: "The world!"
At this moment, Liu Xun's facial muscles were twitching. He had to admit that between emotion and the world, he abandoned emotion. But this world was not his own world, but the world of the entire Chinese nation.
That day, he gave up the path to God and resolutely looked back! What he gave up, who in the world can compare to? A drop of blood and tears dripped from the corner of Liu Xun's eyes. He was resentful and angry, but who could he blame
The rebellious ancient supreme being? The mysterious master who paved the way for him? The Eight Realms Alliance? No, he couldn't blame anyone but himself for not having the power to influence the world's war situation.
This world is a place where the strong prey on the weak. When a person has no power, he must give up some precious things in exchange for the power to continue to survive. This is reality, a bloody reality...
"Ah!" Liu Xun roared to the sky. He was unwilling, but he had no other choice. When he took this step, a huge invisible responsibility had already been placed on his shoulders!
He was not afraid of death. If possible, he would be willing to die immediately, but the responsibility would not allow him to die. His life at this moment represented not only his own life, but the entire Chinese nation.
One is the endangered tribe of their own people, the other is the unknown life and death of their lover. Anyone can tell which one is more realistic at a glance, but when you experience it yourself, it's a completely different feeling...
As Liu Xun made his decision, a vague figure slowly disappeared. As the figure disappeared, his eyes became colder and colder. When a tear of blood fell into the sea...
Liu Xun's aura suddenly changed! The surrounding scene also became blurry and changed again!
One hundred years have passed in the three hundred years. Where will the remaining two hundred years be spent? Liu Xun didn't care. From his eyes, it can be seen that he has completely changed at this time.
When the surrounding scenery solidified, he looked around with cold eyes. This was a world full of spiritual energy.
There were countless spirit beasts playing around and hundreds of beautiful women dancing. The spirit beasts were not afraid of humans, but danced along with the women. The scene was very warm.
When Liu Xun appeared, laughter like silver bells was heard all around. A woman in purple ran towards Liu Xun with kindness in her eyes. She was not shy because of the unfamiliarity, which made people unconsciously feel good about her.
But when the purple-clothed woman approached Liu Xun, a cold light flashed in Liu Xun's eyes, and a sad and beautiful blood flower splashed...
The vegetation was lush and green, and the air was full of vitality. The originally extremely warm atmosphere turned awkward with the appearance of a bright blood flower.
The purple-clothed woman snorted softly, then spat out a mouthful of blood. Her face turned pale and her expression withered.
Liu Xun did not kill her, but just waved his hand casually. He did not expect such a situation to happen. He looked at the woman in purple coldly again and frowned.
There is actually a breath of life in this woman. Could it be that they are just like those in the underworld, who have developed spiritual consciousness, possessed thoughts, and become living beings after years of changes
According to his previous thoughts, these people were just illusions like the previous hundred years, but after careful observation now, he discovered that these people actually had life fluctuations.
"This is indeed a world constructed by the power of dragon veins. Even the creatures inside are similar to those in the outside world." Liu Xun thought to himself.
These creatures are different from the strange beasts in the underworld. They can be considered a kind of living creatures, possessing life, reincarnation marks, and cultivation.
But although this place is full of energy, everyone's cultivation doesn't seem to be very high, otherwise the woman wouldn't have been seriously injured by my casual wave. (To be continued)