Master is best at discovering the most special existence in us, such as those two silent eyes.
Those eyes were called "ghost pupils" by Master, and were even more miraculous after being passed down through the secret method by Master. Later, I could no longer look into Silent Eyes casually, because those two eyes were in his eyes. Being able to control other people's minds from a distance after being driven by secret techniques made me extremely shocked and vigilant, as well as the hidden fear in my heart.
When I began to believe that Master was really over a hundred years old, I realized that during those long years, his experience, knowledge, knowledge and deeds had become something that simply cannot be measured by value. Unique existence.
Later I learned that what Master taught us cannot be measured by value. The process of walking, learning, watching and doing is not only experience, but also experience that teaches us how to survive in the cruel world. .
Teach by words and deeds, and become better at doing it.
Master often warns us, "The foundation of martial arts lies in the body. Only with a strong body can we use advanced martial arts. And walking in the world is not only important in martial arts, but also requires keen judgment, experienced experience, and a fickle mind. and decisive measures.”
Master's method of teaching martial arts is strange and unique, and the effect of our learning is naturally half the result with half the effort. Those ten years of martial arts made me and Shen Mo grow up at an astonishing speed that is different from ordinary people. Although Master praised us in an unclear way, I could see from his eyes that he was very pleased.
He seemed to feel more and more strongly that he had really found the right one for these two children.
But the longer I spent with Master, the more obvious it became that his seemingly aimless wanderings for so many years were actually looking for something more important or someone.
Master hides too many secrets in his heart.
And I also understand that there are some things that I cannot know yet.
Before I was seventeen years old, I followed Master throughout the entire Central Plains. I was once proud of myself, thinking that I already had good experience and vision.
But later Master told me that he had visited the entire Middle-earth countless times in the past hundred years. He also told us that there are mountains beyond the mountains and countries outside the country, and there are too many things in this world that we have never seen.
So after a year in the outer world, Master took us on our second journey.
This trip lasted eight years.
In the past eight years, our footprints have crossed Middle-earth, and we have been to many places and countries outside Middle-earth. I can't even calculate the breadth of their scope.
The closest places we have taken are Fuso, Goryeo and Dashi by boat. There are also many countries further away from Middle-earth with weirder names. The people in those countries have things I have never thought of or seen in terms of their appearance, language, and living habits. They even have other colors for their hair, which is surprising. It really opened my eyes and I was secretly amazed. What impressed me most was that in the far west, people there believed very strongly in a cross-marked sect. They regarded the founder of this sect as their savior, and everyone respected him devoutly. This reminds me of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism in the Kingdom of Middle-earth. Although these two sects are also very prosperous, compared with the Cross sect, there is a huge difference in the degree of piety of the believers.
Those eight years of traveling were completely different from my experience in the Central Plains. The process was full of novelty and excitement. I had to sigh at how big the world is and how little I knew before. Since then, I have become more convinced that there is still another world further away from where we have walked.
But our master seems to be very comfortable during these years of travel. He actually knows a lot about the customs and languages of some foreign countries, which makes me admire him even more. During those eight years of travel, Shen Sheng and I not only enhanced our knowledge, but also learned many different things, such as learning the language of fusang and Dashi, as well as medical methods different from those in the Central Plains, etc.
I remember that when we returned that year, we passed by a snow-capped mountain that was as high as the clouds. Master suddenly told us that he had something to do alone and asked Shen Shen and I to return to the outer world to wait for him. Although Shen Sheng and I were suspicious, we didn't dare to disobey the teacher's orders, so we had to go back first.
After the two of us returned to the outer world, it took about three months before Master came back. But what shocked us greatly was that Master came back seriously injured.
Although the master's body was not damaged when he came back, his spirit was extremely weak and he had long lost his calm and extraordinary demeanor. At that time, he had completely become an old man living on his own. He also vomited blood from time to time. Both Shen Sheng and I knew that he had suffered Extremely serious internal injuries.
Both Shen Sheng and I were extremely shocked, and at the same time extremely puzzled - is there anyone else in this world who can cause Master such serious injury? So what kind of things and people are they?
Shen Sheng and I were at a loss for a moment. We had been with Master day and night for so many years and traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers together, but at this moment we deeply felt that our understanding of him was too little.
A generation of ghost king Yuan Wuzong, everything about him seems to be a mystery from beginning to end, a mystery that I have been trying to solve for many years.
And we have clearly felt that the seriously injured master has little time left. His life is like the sand in an hourglass, passing by at a speed visible to the naked eye.
We are all sad, but there is nothing we can do.
Even Master can't deal with things, what can the two of us do?
The master obviously didn't want to waste his time anymore. He simply rested for a few hours and then called me and Shen Mo to his bed. I know this should be his last instruction.
The master slowly sat up. He leaned on the bed and looked at his two apprentices.
His eyes were calm, without any emotion.
Neither I nor Silence spoke. Just stand in front of him quietly and listen to what he has to say.
The master's tone was very light, as if this was his last strength.
"My two disciples, this is the last time that my master meets you. I know that you have always had many questions about me, and you also want to know what my master's current situation is like. But these It doesn't matter anymore, because this is my destiny. I have been waiting for this day for almost a hundred years. I have already prepared for it. I have often told you that every choice a person makes will have consequences. The price I paid, and the result I have today is exactly the price I paid. So you don’t have to be sad for me, but you should be happy for me, because I can finally be freed from this long and torturous life."
I suddenly felt like crying and bursting into tears. It was as if I could suddenly feel what Master was feeling.
A long period of more than 130 years is the longevity that many ordinary people want, but it turns out that for Master, this kind of longevity is a kind of painful suffering.
The master sighed softly and continued: "The consequences that I, Yuan Wuzong, suffer now are the causes of my choice at the beginning. Don't be too persistent in wanting to know the reason. After all, it is a matter of my generation. . The reason why I haven’t told you all this time is because I don’t want you to get involved in those grudges. All the reasons, whether right or wrong, have nothing to do with you two. Everything should end with me.”
"I am lucky to have met the two of you as my teacher. But I don't know if you entered Kiyakure for this reason. Is this lucky or unlucky? Thinking back to those hundred years ago, the Kiyakure lineage was also famous. In the world, power is at its peak and spreads all over the middle-earth realm. It is a pity that in the end, it still failed to pass the unpredictable test of people's hearts, which then led to the tragedy of fratricide among the same sects, which led to Guigakure's almost annihilation. Reappear in the world.”
Wen Shenyan and I both couldn't help but look shocked. I couldn't help but think of the place in the valley that was full of memorial tablets. The names on those tablets represented the glory of Guigakure's past, and perhaps they also witnessed the tragedy of the same sect that the master said.
The master shook his head and sighed, and said in a very weak tone: "I know that you have always been strange in your hearts, why did I only accept you two as my disciples? The reason is actually that the catastrophe in the same sect a hundred years ago left a deep impression on me. and influence. In this world, no matter how powerful a sect is, if everyone cannot control their desires, they will inevitably end up in an extreme ending. Therefore, I have not appeared as a ghost king for so many years, nor have I Continue to revitalize Kiyinmenlin because I can no longer find the meaning to continue.”
"That tragedy happened when I first became the Lord of Onigakure. Looking back now, if I hadn't been so strong-willed back then, I might have made a different choice, which might have prevented that tragedy from happening. But even if I So what if I had martial arts skills and had the ability to master the world, what if I had seen all the vicissitudes of the world for a hundred years? I could never change what had happened. So later on, I began to waver in my confidence, and I began to search for the meaning of Guiyin and my existence. What is it? It’s a pity that in the past hundred years, I still can’t transcend myself and can’t find a reason to convince myself. Perhaps the saddest thing in life is that you don’t know what you want until the moment your life ends. .”
"I once thought about reviving the glory of Kiyakure, but because I didn't know the meaning of Kiyakure's existence in the world, I began to doubt my choice. However, it has been hundreds of years since Kiyakure came to my generation. I can't let its name disappear from me, so I decided to only accept two disciples at most to inherit the incense of Kiyakure. As long as there are still disciples of Kiyakure in this world, the lineage of Kiyakure will not be ruined. In my hands. And you will have a better chance of passing on the name of Kiyakure from generation to generation, and at the same time, you can also preserve my wish to not destroy the Kiyakure Sect."
When Master said this, he looked at us with helplessness and guilt in his eyes.
"I'm tired of the world, tired of the long years. I can't follow nature, let alone fulfill the responsibility of a sect leader. It's all due to my own selfishness. This is why I have never been able to understand. These selfishness and desires are the source of the existence of inner demons. I chose you two, which is the final bet of my life. I only have one request for you, which is to pass on the name of Onigakure. I won’t force you to do things for me that I haven’t found the answer to yet.”
The master paused for a while, his eyes looking up into the void, as if his mind had left his body. After a long time, he came back to his senses slightly and continued: "Since you two are my disciples, there are two or three things that need to be explained before I die. Now that the Guiyin lineage is the only real disciple left, there are only three of us. . But this does not mean that there are no other ghostly people in the world. Those people were the sinners who caused the murder of the same family, and have been expelled from the ghostly gate. Although there are not many people, I don’t know now. How many of them are left alive? I want to remind you that you must be careful about one person in the future. This person is my junior brother and the destiny I have been looking for for a hundred years. His name is Mei Yinhan."
When I mentioned the name "Mei Yinhan", I noticed that Master's pale face suddenly took on a solemn look that I had never seen before. It was obvious that this person had an extraordinary influence on Master.
Master continued to us very seriously: "A hundred years ago, Mei Yinhan was the most talented and scheming person among Guiyin's disciples. If it weren't for his great ambition and desire, Guiyin would not have reached the point of almost destruction. I don’t want to hide it from you. I have led you around the world for so many years just to find him. My current results are also thanks to him."
My heart sank when I heard this. Master has really been looking for someone these years, and this person was found by Master three months ago and was seriously injured by him.
If one goes by what Master said, then this person named Mei Yinhan is probably about the same age as Master.
I suddenly felt a chill in my chest for no reason.
What kind of terrifying and powerful being would the person in this world be who could seriously injure the Ghost King Yuan Wuzong and was on his deathbed?
"Mei Yinhan is my teacher's lifelong enemy, and I owe him a lot. During these long years, I have searched for his whereabouts all over the world, just to make a break with him and pay back everything I owe him. So. So I became like this because of my own will. I don’t want to live a boring life carrying the guilt in my heart." The master shook his head and sighed, his tone was cold.
What kind of grudges existed between Yuan Wuzong and Mei Yinhan that a generation of ghost kings wanted to repay with their lives?
The master's face became paler and paler, and the injuries inside his body were gradually taking away his last chance of life. He suddenly smiled bitterly, then showed a look of relief and said: "The grudge between me and him is finally over. What I want to warn you is that Mei Yinhan is a very dangerous and terrifying person. With the two of you, With the current level of martial arts cultivation, even if we join forces, we will not be his opponent. So I don’t want you to seek revenge for me. If you unfortunately meet him in the future, you must try to avoid him. With his personality, if he learns that you He is my descendant, and I am not sure what he will do to you. I think you all understand what I said: Only the living people have a chance to become the final winner."
Neither Silence nor I spoke, we just nodded solemnly.
"Good, I know you guys will remember it. So that's the first thing."
The master nodded slightly and continued: "More than a hundred years ago, I traveled to the Northern Wilderness and accidentally came to a place that did not belong to the realm of Middle-earth. There lived a group of people who advocated martial arts and called themselves the Tianluo tribe. I met a person. Although he was not a member of the Tianluo tribe, he was the king of the Tianluo tribe. He was a near-god cultivator. We didn’t know each other until we fought, and eventually we became good friends. Unfortunately, he was obsessed with the memories of the past and never lived in the world. He has appeared in the world, so there is almost no record of his existence in the world. Otherwise, his ability must be unprecedented and unprecedented. And the Seven Killing Swords and the half-foot-long mortal world on your body were created by him. Gift."
My heart trembled when I heard it. I had never thought that there were people in this world who were "near-god" in cultivation! Judging from the tone and demeanor of the master's narration, it seems that he highly respects this good friend.
I couldn't help but secretly sigh that Master's miraculous encounters in this life can indeed be called a legend.
And I was a little excited at the same time, because I still had something on me that Master said was close to being a god, that folding fan!
"Because he has lost his memory before appearing in the Tianluo Clan, he has forgotten his original name and everything he had before. When he appeared in the Tianluo Clan, he became a god who can dominate everything with the power of absolute destruction. , he is Tian of the Tianluo Clan. It wasn’t until he met a woman named Nian Haitang that he felt that his existence had meaning, so he named himself Tian Bu Gu. I, Long Xiao, was the most unexpected and luckiest person in my life. The best thing is to meet the two of them." Master's mind fell into memories, as if that time a hundred years ago was still before his eyes.
With a long sigh, the master smiled bitterly and said: "It is a pity that Tian Bugu was plotted and betrayed by his subordinates, and Haitang died as a result. Under his thunderous wrath, the Tianluo tribe turned into a Shura hell of fire and blood, and countless Tianluo tribesmen suffered from this. Being buried with Nian Haitang, the Tianluo clan was destroyed almost overnight. It was the most heartbreaking anger and the most desperate killing I have ever seen, but I was powerless. In the end, Tian Bugu was disheartened and used the mechanism to form a barrier He sealed himself and Nian Haitang in the Jinghu Palace in the far north, and from then on they were isolated from the world and did not know life or death."
I was quite puzzled when I heard this. Why would a man with a cultivation level close to that of a god give up everything for a woman? What kind of emotion is that?
"During the Tianluo tribe's rebellion, Tian Bugu almost destroyed the entire Tianluo tribe with one person's power. However, the instigator of the rebellion stole half of Tian Bugu's personal secret record "Tian Luo" in the chaos. "Luo Wu Jing", and escaped without a trace. Before entering Jinghu Palace, Tian Bugu told me personally that several treasures he had carried with him also disappeared mysteriously, and those items were related to Jinghu Palace. The location and method of opening it, he didn’t want his and Haitang’s last peaceful place to be disturbed, so he asked me to destroy it if I know the whereabouts of those things in the future.”
"Those items, one is the fragment of the "Tianluo Martial Scripture" that had only half of it stolen, the other is a sword called the Silence of the Gods, the third is two divine Gu from ancient times, one is The name is Tai Sui, and the name is Xuan Qiong." The master began to speak with great effort, and his body was gradually trembling. He knew that his end was approaching, so he began to speak faster. "Tian Bugu is the only friend I have in this life, and I must fulfill his instructions. Because those things whose whereabouts are unknown are also the main reason why Guiyin and his family are fighting each other. Unfortunately, time has passed for more than a hundred years, but I have not found out. Any news. Now that my deadline has come, I can only leave this task to you."
The master suddenly coughed violently, a large amount of congestion gushed out of his mouth, and his chest heaved violently. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain that most people can endure.
Shen Mo and I couldn't help but shed tears and knelt down in front of him together.
Master took a long breath, then suddenly grabbed both of our hands, and heard him say seriously: "One last thing, you all still remember what happened when we were ruining the temple, right? At that time I said However, in the future one of you will combine the Demon King's Seal into one and become the true Ghost King, that is, the orthodox successor to the Demon King, but you still don't know how to become the real Ghost King."
"I'm going to tell you now how to combine the Ghost Seal into one." The master's expression suddenly became very sad, helpless and painful, and he murmured: "That means you can break your own destiny. , and your destiny is each other..."
Later, what Master said became the reason why I left the outer world. And I was awakened by that passage in countless late-night dreams in the future.
I remember that after Master finished speaking those words, my face suddenly turned pale when I saw Silence. And I felt like a bolt from the blue.
And just when I and Shen Shen were in emotional confusion, Master suddenly took a deep breath, a divine light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his long hair and clothes were blowing in the wind. Then I felt the pulse gate of the hand being held become hot, and a vast surge of true energy came out from the master's hand. It traveled along the pulse gate and circulated through the eight extraordinary meridians in the body, and finally gathered in the Dantian. The momentum is like a hundred-foot wave, endless and surging.
I couldn't help but be shocked, not knowing what Master had done to us.
After a moment, the master let go of his hand, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his whole body suddenly became limp, as if all the bones in his body were torn apart in an instant.
But his face suddenly became radiant.
He had exhausted all his strength and regained his strength.
Master smiled, very relieved. I have never seen him smile so naturally. Just listen to him say: "I accepted you two as my disciples, but I never really gave you anything. We are about to part ways. My more than 100 years of cultivation should be regarded as my last little tribute to you as a teacher. How much you can inherit is up to you. That’s all I can do.”
Both Shen Sheng and I were extremely shocked. It turned out that Master had just passed on all his life-long skills to us.
"After I die, don't bury me with my ancestors. I don't have the qualifications." The master smiled and said, "I love freedom most in my life, and I have lived freely for more than a hundred years, but only I know , my heart has never been free, which is really a sad thing for me. So I want you to cremate me, and then go with the wind, and don't let me be trapped in the darkness again."
The master's eyes gradually dimmed, and he slowly lowered his head and said the last words of his life.
"Everyone has his own destiny. You may not be able to change it, but you have a better choice, and the opportunity to choose is in your own hands."
Yuan Wuzong, the ghost king of a generation, died in the outer realm of Chen, the Holy Land of Guiyin Sect.
In accordance with Master's last words, Shen Shen and I cremated his body and scattered his ashes in the snow-capped mountains outside the realm of dust. Looking at the ashes dissipating in the wind, I seemed to see Master's figure floating away so freely and lightly.
That should be complete relief.
Three days later, I resolutely left the valley, the Onigakuremon Gate, and the silence.
I would rather never see the junior brother who I have been with for more than twenty years in my life.
For those things that are beyond my acceptance range, if I don’t have the right to choose to refuse, then I choose to escape.
I believe that as long as I am willing, I can make the last thing Master told me never happen.
