When the killing energy was withdrawn by the killing source, Ye Feng regained his clarity, and the space formed by the girl's obsession also began to collapse. Although the girl and the little boy were extremely afraid because of Ye Feng's behavior before, they just looked at Ye Feng from a distance, with mixed expressions of gratitude and fear, but in the end they bowed to Ye Feng from a distance. The two of them turned into starlight and disappeared.
When Ye Feng came out of the dream space and returned to the ruins of the real world, Ye Feng struggled to support his body that was riddled with holes and stood up. Even though the killing source saved him at the last moment, his consciousness space had long since collapsed. Existing again, what this situation means to the clone, he himself knows very well, and he will disappear soon. That's why Ye Feng chopped off his own head without hesitation. He wouldn't live long, but for the sake of his true body, he didn't regret it at all.
The clone Ye Feng relied on the causal line left by the brief contact with the siblings to find the bones of the siblings that had been torn to pieces a long time ago. Ye Feng divided the pile of bones and erected two separate graves.
The clone Ye Feng couldn't hold on any longer. He fell to the ground and looked at the sky. He smiled bitterly and was glad that he had helped him in the end. However, he was still a little unwilling. He slowly raised his right hand to grab something in the sky. He also murmured, "I'm sorry that I couldn't accompany you to the end. I couldn't bear to see you ascend the supreme throne with my own eyes. I'm really unwilling."
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng began to turn into dust. A breeze blew by, and an unknown wild flower on the roadside seemed to be blown by the wind, and gently fell on Ye Feng's hand that was about to disappear. When the clone Ye Feng's consciousness was about to sink, he thought long and hard
"Are you the same as me, without a name?"
"I don't have the talent for naming. If you don't mind, then from today on you and I will be called"
"Ye Yiba"
. . .
Ye Feng, who was far away in Yong'an, received everything about Ye Yi, including the key and the wild flower. Ye Feng's eyes showed extreme sadness. He cherished the wild flower named Ye Yi and permanently preserved it with a human space bead. He placed it in his arms without even looking at it. Ye Yi fought for it with his life. The so-called extremely precious key to the path of killing. It seems that only that flower is the most precious thing in the world
Ye Feng grabbed the key and clenched his fist hard. The key shattered into dust in Ye Feng's hand and was thrown into the lake by Ye Feng, because this kind of thing was not worth Ye Yi's sacrifice for himself.
Ye Feng said in a voice that only he could hear: "Ye Yi, you idiot"
. . .
Far away in the unknown space, the young man named Killing seemed to feel something. After a moment, he smiled and said: "Boss, it seems that the formal workers you called this time did not disappoint me like the previous times. That People like Ye Yi make me appreciate them."
The humane female boss lying on the recliner looked at the young man with one eye from above the book in her hand: "What, you have tricked your junior colleagues again this time?" It seems that Ye Feng is not the only one who has been tricked by this murderer. The female boss's employee
"Yes, if he is really indifferent to the sacrifices of others and has the nerve to use the key, he will sink to the bottom of the killings forever and never be reincarnated." The young man said with a smile, "Where in this world can There are external things that can save people from killing, but the only one who can save yourself is yourself. People who don’t even understand this principle have no use living. Am I right, boss?"
"You" the humane female boss put down the book, looked at the killings, and said: "Are you sure it's not because I didn't prepare you for the job that you have a grudge to persecute the regular workers of the younger generation?"
"Am I that stingy?" the young man asked
"What do you think?" The humane female boss glanced at him angrily and continued reading.
"Since my junior is such an outstanding person, it's time for me to leave," the young man said
"Oh, you don't plan to stay and guide the work of the junior you admire?" the female boss said, still reading the book.
"No, boss, I've almost reached the limit of my tolerance for the exploitative face of an evil capitalist like you. Besides, I've already left him everything I can teach him. There's no point in staying any longer, let alone What kind of surplus value did you exploit?" the young man said with a bitter smile.
"You mean that little flower?"
"Yes, that is my true origin of the Killing Dao." The young man of the Killing Dao paused and said, "Boss, I'm leaving. I sincerely hope that you can survive this time."
The humane female boss didn't look at him. She read the book again and again, and waved her other hand outward, making a gesture of chasing people away.
The young man smiled bitterly and shook his head, turning into starlight. This time he truly disappeared from this world.
After a while, the humane female boss put down her book, stood up, and looked quietly at the direction in which the starlight was leaving.
"Goodbye, old friend, take care along the way."
. . .
Here we need to explain the issue of Ye Feng’s clone.
Under normal circumstances, any skill has its own set of clone techniques, but those clones are just toy puppets at best.
In Taoism, there is a technique called One Qi Transforming Three Purities, which is to split a person's soul into three parts, and then form three identical people with independent souls. The advantage of this is that three people can Practicing independently and practicing shared experiences at the same time will accelerate each other's practice efficiency, and when the three clones are united into one, their strength will triple. It is far beyond what the so-called clone puppets can compare with, so transforming three pure things into one breath is a secret technique of Taoism that has not been passed down.
Ye Feng naturally does not have the technique to transform three pure things into one spirit, nor does he have the ability to clone himself. He just followed this idea and made his own Yuan Qi clones to share the experience of cultivation with him, so Ye Feng made nearly 20,000 clones. But if you ask Ye Feng to split his soul into 20,000 parts, isn't that right? It's turned into glass slag. Therefore, Ye Feng's method is very simple, which is to give them the ability to think independently. No matter what it is, as long as it can think independently, it will slowly evolve into a consciousness called "self", which is the prototype of the soul. In fact, this also refers to the idea of artificial intelligence AI by modern scientists, giving robots the ability to think independently. The reason why robots have not evolved self-awareness is simply because the carrier of artificial intelligence AI is mechanical material, and the carrier of Ye Feng's clone symbolizes life. It’s just Yuan Qi. Also, Ye Feng’s clones do not have the effect of increasing their strength when combined, and they are not as powerful as one qi transforming into three pure beings.
In fact, this is why Ye Feng does not regard these clones as tool puppets, but as living people, because they are really independent of himself. This is also the reason why Ye Feng is sad and angry.
