It was bitingly cold in the dim room, and the entire room was shrouded in cold air. The spiritual pool dripping with water had frozen into ice at this moment.
The door was closed tightly, rejecting all visitors who had come here to explore before.
This situation lasted for two full days.
If Ying Longcheng hadn't made it clear not to let anyone disturb him, I'm afraid Ying Xue'er would have barged in straight away dragging her body that hadn't fully recovered yet.
Ying Baiye sat on the ground, looking straight ahead.
But his vision spread in all directions, and his eyes were blank.
The gilded eyes lost their former brightness and became dim and cloudy.
During these two long days, what he kept repeating in his mind was Ying Longcheng's words.
"Ask yourself."
Myself?
It was only then that Ying Baiye realized that it seemed that from the beginning to the end, from the very beginning, he had never really looked directly into his heart.
What does he want, what does he want to do, why does he practice, why does he become stronger, why does he fight with others, and why does he get injured all over.
After all influencing external factors are eliminated.
Ying Baiye suddenly found that his will was pale.
He said that he wanted to live free, happy and unrestrained.
But what is this?
These were his mother's last words and her mother's prayer for him.
It's not his.
This is what he takes for granted as the goal of life and the direction of action.
Therefore, he has always wanted to become stronger, so strong that no one can restrain him.
He seemed to have made a mistake. From the Sensing Realm to the Spiritual Dynamic Realm to the Spiritual Wheel Realm to the Spiritual Soul Realm, and now to the Fusion of Heaven Realm, he had gone smoothly. Breakthroughs and other things were just a matter of course.
There was no direction in his mind.
He lived a reckless life, he lived a crazy life.
He was like the little boat he saw at the dock when he was six years old, moving with the wind on the sea.
No crew, no passengers, just drifting with the wind.
From beginning to end, it seemed that he had never given himself a resolution from the beginning.
He, Ying Baiye, seemed to have no reason to become stronger.
So, what is the significance of his practicing for so many years until now?
Enduring the coldness all over my body and being eroded mentally, every burst of coldness is like lingering in front of the gate of hell.
Why bother?
why?
Looking for abuse?
"It seems that there is no reason."
Ying Baiye murmured to himself, his voice slightly hoarse.
It had been two days. For two whole days, he had been constantly searching in his mind for reasons for practicing and for becoming stronger.
Ying Longcheng's words "Ask yourself" were like the key that opened the fog, bringing him into reality all of a sudden.
Confused, he really couldn't figure it out.
In a daze, he seemed to see the newly born self, the three-year-old self, the six-year-old self, the nine-year-old self, and then the current self.
He saw his father, his mother, Aunt Jing, Lingxi, Yinglongcheng, Ying Xueer, Qiuzidao, Ziyundie, and many more people .
They stood in front of him, saying nothing, looking at him calmly.
The three-year-old said that he wanted to live happily and keep a smile on his face, so even when he was facing the situation of being kidnapped, he still smiled happily.
At the age of six, he said that he wanted to live happily with Aunt Jing Lingxi, so facing the backlash of his ancestral lineage, he gritted his teeth and endured it alone.
At the age of nine, he said that he wanted to be free from any restraints and break all restraints, so when he faced Xuanlu's robbery and murder, he froze the world.
And now he was standing in front of him, looking at him, with a mixture of madness, rationality, calmness, and... boredom in his eyes.
Yes, it's just boring.
That's why he never looks back at boring things and desperately pursues interesting things. That's why he's crazy, willful, moody, and uncertain.
It turns out that the root of everything is here.
The reason is that he has never made his heart clear and has no beliefs of his own.
"That's ridiculous."
Ying Baiye leaned his head on the edge of the bed and shook his head.
It feels like you have lived for so long and find that you can't find a reason to live for the first time.
It's like a leaf of duckweed, swaying, unable to step on, floating in mid-air, empty, panicked, and afraid.
Gradually, the surrounding darkness swarmed in, swallowing up the confused young man bite by bite.
He refused to hide and looked at the space in front of him, his eyes empty.
Forget it, that's it, it's destroyed.
"give up?"
At this moment, a voice seemed to reach my ears. The voice was very familiar, as if I had heard it countless times.
who is it? who is speaking.
"Give up?"
"give up."
"Just give up."
"give up……"
"roll!"
Ying Baiye picked up the things next to him and threw them to the ground. The sound of the breaking bottle pulled him out of the darkness.
His eyes were sharp, looking for the person speaking.
Who is it, who is lying here, who dares to lie here.
However, in the next second, his eyes dimmed, and then the corners of his mouth rose crazily.
Who could it be?
There is no second person in this room at all.
Yes, it turned out to be himself.
"Ha ha ha ha ha……"
…
"Why haven't you come out yet?"
Outside Ying Baiye's door, a figure paced back and forth anxiously.
This was already the third day, and it was as if her brother had suddenly become abnormal since she woke up.
Although he is usually not normal.
But the current situation is simply abnormal to the extreme.
She originally thought it was because she was injured, but later she found out that Lin Yunsheng was so frightened that he didn't go home for a long time and never met Ying Baiye at all.
She went to ask her father, but his father just told her not to go in and disturb her.
At that time, Ying Longcheng's expression was very serious, so she was very sensible and did not make a fuss. She kept waiting at the door, listening to the noises coming from inside and getting anxious.
I smashed bottles, jars of wine, and spirit stones. I didn’t know how many things I threw after going back and forth for three days.
Every time she fell, she would still laugh weirdly, which made Ying Xueer unable to bear it anymore.
"No, I'd better go in and take a look."
Ying Xueer gritted her teeth and planned to walk towards the room where Ying Baiye was.
"Stop, don't move, wait."
At this moment, Ying Longcheng's voice suddenly appeared, using his spiritual power to stop the advancing Ying Xueer.
Ying Xueer turned her head sharply: "Aren't you worried about brother at all? This is obviously abnormal, okay?"
The girl's eyes widened with anger, she looked straight at Ying Longcheng and said.
Ying Longcheng sat on the stone bench in the courtyard and shook his head.
"This is a difficult situation that only your brother can overcome on his own. If you go in, you will just add to the chaos."
Add to the chaos, add to the chaos.
Ying Xueer bit her lip, Ying Longcheng said this every time in the past three days.
"What the hell is he doing?"
Upon hearing Ying Xueer's question, Ying Longcheng flicked his sleeves, and a pot of tea and two teacups appeared in his hands.
"Don't be anxious, sit down and talk slowly."
Ying Xueer took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and then walked towards the stone bench.
"Little girl, you are not stable at all. Will dad harm your brother?" Ying Longcheng looked at the girl's angry look and shook his head with a smile, "Your brother is in a very critical period now, and none of us can disturb him. .”
"What happened?"
After Ying Xueer calmed down, her tone became much softer. She didn't understand how Ying Baiye could end up like this just because she had been unconscious for such a long time.
"How should I put it? Your brother is a little confused about the direction of his life because of my two words."
Ying Longcheng said proudly, but when he saw Ying Xueer's face darkened again, he quickly retracted his expression and said with a smile.
"Your brother, how should I put it? To put it simply, the steps he takes are a bit too big, and there is space under his feet. He doesn't know what he is thinking about. In addition, this kid is so smart that he can easily die. Digging deeply will lead you into a dead end. It's okay, it's a trivial matter. Your father and I came here the same way back then, it's all the same."
Ying Longcheng took a sip of the tea in his cup and explained to Ying Xueer.
Ying Xueer nodded as if she understood: "I don't care about this, I just want to know when brother can come out."
"Well." Ying Longcheng pursed his lips and shook his head, "I don't know either."
I really don’t know. In fact, he had noticed Ying Baiye’s abnormality early on. This boy’s cultivation talent was naturally top-notch. If it weren’t for the influence of the cold air in his body, Ying Longcheng had no doubt that he could reach his current state. The Heaven Transformation Realm was based on the fact that Ying Baiye himself was not that obsessed with cultivation.
However, here comes the problem. From childhood to adulthood, even though the Lingjue Pavilion in the City Lord's Mansion has always opened its door to Ying Baiye, Yinglongcheng has never seen Ying Baiye practice anything other than Kung Fu and Spiritual Jue. Spiritual decision.
His strong performance was entirely achieved by the strange cold energy in his body.
It's not that this won't work, but from this point of view, Ying Longcheng can't see any determination in Ying Baiye to become stronger.
This won't work.
On the road to becoming a strong person, the most important thing is never talent.
Talent can only determine your lower limit, but what can really push you to the top is intention, determination, and this mysterious and mysterious thing.
However, Ying Baiye didn't.
He was so empty that Ying Longcheng had no idea what the meaning of his cultivation was.
Originally, he wanted to wait for some time for Ying Baiye to discover this problem by himself.
However, he didn't expect that Ying Baiye would suddenly decide to leave Yinglong City and go to Beicang Spiritual Academy, so he had to say something to wake him up at this time.
This is his duty as a father.
Ying Xueer saw Ying Longcheng shaking his head, biting his lip, and lowered his head. She was not the kind of girl who would make trouble unreasonably. At this time, even if she made a fuss, it would be of no use at all. She would only let herself and herself My father is just more worried.
She didn't know what she could do.
Growing up, she had always had such a strong brother protecting her, and she never had to think about problems on her own. However, when he was in trouble now, she truly understood how weak she was.
She didn't want to be so weak.
She also wanted to help the person in the room.
Ying Longcheng sipped his tea, covered his eyes with his cup, and quietly observed the changes in his daughter's expression.
He couldn't help but nod his head.
Well, it seems that the son is not the only one who is growing up, the daughter is also learning to grow up.
Hey, he, Ying Longcheng, is indeed a master of planning. The method of killing two birds with one stone is simply masterful. If the second brother calls him reckless next time, he will definitely not admit it.
And at this quiet moment, a figure hurriedly came from outside and rushed straight to Ying Baiye's small courtyard.
"What's wrong? You're in a hurry."
Ying Longcheng frowned and asked.
He could recognize that this was the girl from the Spirit Fox tribe that Ying Baiye brought back a few days ago, and she seemed to have accompanied Ying Xueer to this hunting conference.
When Ying Xueer heard the noise, she also looked at Yan Meng who had an anxious look on her face.
Yan Meng stood still in front of the two people, calmed down her mood, and quickly spoke respectfully: "City Lord, Miss, Zhao Mingya has issued a war pledge to the young master."
"War post?" Ying Longcheng frowned, "Now?"
Yan Meng nodded and answered.
"But my brother..."
Ying Xueer said anxiously, Ying Baiye couldn't let anyone disturb her now.
"What time?"
Ying Longcheng raised his hand to signal Ying Xueer to calm down and asked calmly.
"Tonight at midnight, Qiuzhou Villa."
"Pushed."
Ying Longcheng answered directly that the time was too short and it was impossible for Ying Baiye to come out.
"Clang."
And just when Yan Meng was about to reply, there was a sound of pushing the door from behind.
Everyone in the yard looked at the source of the sound for an instant, it was a familiar figure.
His long hair was messy, his figure was thin, and his clothes were extremely messy.
Under the gaze of the three people, he raised his dim eyes and looked at Yan Meng. He tried to open his mouth, but found that his throat was uncomfortable and he could only make a hoarse sound.
Then, he spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Tell him to come as scheduled."
