"Hey, little friend, where did the golden light of merit and the ocean of luck come from in your body? Well, there is also a golden dragon of luck?" Qingdi thought he was dazzled, so he looked carefully and found that it was indeed the case.
He originally suffered a heavy blow when he looked at the blurry door, so he didn't dare to take a closer look at Ye Xiaocheng's dantian and body. Only now did he make a new discovery.
"It was rewarded by this Heavenly Way."
Ye Xiaocheng told him what he had done in the dream city.
"Actually, I really didn't want to get any benefits. I just wanted to find a way for those poor people to make a living. I happened to have the ability, so I did it. I didn't expect that this little thing would alarm the heavens and grant so many favors. ." Ye Xiaocheng said in surprise.
"Little friend, it's not about the size, but the intention. Your attitude is already the benevolent demeanor of the Great Emperor. It can even be said that this was something that monks would only do after cultivating to the realm of the Great Emperor. Now you are already doing it. Based on this thought alone, you can already be said to be a young emperor." Qingdi smiled.
"That junior doesn't dare to think about it. Juniors just do what they want. If they don't do some things, they will feel uncomfortable. If they can't do it, there is nothing they can do. If they have the ability to do it but don't do it, their thoughts will not be smooth and their mood will not be perfect." Ye Xiaocheng smiled bitterly.
"Keep this state of mind. One day, your name will be on the emperor's list. Even if you cannot cultivate to the realm of the emperor in the future, you can still be called the uncrowned emperor." Qing Emperor approved.
"Your Majesty the Qing Emperor, does the Emperor kill people?" Ye Xiaocheng asked.
"Why do you ask that?" Qingdi couldn't help laughing.
Does the emperor kill people?
Which emperor didn't rush out of the sea of blood from the mountain of corpses? The path the emperor took was a road paved with the blood and bones of all living beings.
"Junior just thinks that killing is a very bad thing, but many times it is impossible not to kill, so I kill many people." Ye Xiaocheng said a little confused.
"Then how many people have you killed?" Qingdi asked with interest.
"It's quite a few, there are hundreds of people."
"Haha, there are hundreds of people, and you have the nerve to talk about killing people? Let me tell you, from the beginning of my cultivation to the time I achieved the Great Emperor's Dao Fruit, I have killed countless people, as many as trillions." Qing Emperor pondered.
"Ah, killing so many people? Then..." Ye Xiaocheng originally wanted to ask, how could he become a great emperor after killing so many people?
"Once, this Emperor wiped out a sinful ethnic group with a single blow from a million miles away. It was an ethnic group with hundreds of millions of living beings. However, I never regretted it, let alone felt guilty. This ethnic group has never regretted it. Down below, every living creature is soaked in the blood of other weak creatures." Qingdi said firmly.
"Hey, those who deserve to be killed cannot be spared!" Ye Xiaocheng agreed with this value.
"Everything I kill is the person who deserves to be killed, the damned creature. If it is an innocent person, I will not harm even a weed on the roadside." Qing Emperor's tone was still heavy.
"Has His Majesty the Qing Emperor encountered some embarrassing things?" Ye Xiaocheng was still involved in the topic of murder.
"Of course, I also feel guilty in my heart, that is, the elites and heroes of all races who had to be killed on the imperial road." At this point, the Qing Emperor sighed.
"Dilu, what is that? Is it a road?" Ye Xiaocheng heard this word for the first time.
"Yes, it is a road." Qingdi explained.
What kind of path is it? The Qing Emperor eloquently said:
In our universe, if the last great emperor dies, about 10,000 years later, the Imperial Road will be opened, and all the heroes who aspire to become the new Great Emperor will step on the God's Road together and compete for the only spot. As I said, our place can only produce one great emperor in each life, and one great emperor will rule this world for tens of thousands of years.
This Imperial Road is said to be a road, but in fact it is a vast expanse of starry sky. Everyone can step onto this imperial road from different starting points, but there is only one end point of the imperial road. Everyone must fight hard to reach the end, and then compete for the only great emperor spot among all heroes.
Every time the Great Emperor's Road is opened, all the strong men and elites in our world will step on the God's Road and participate in the competition. Everyone believes that only they can become the Great Emperor, and others are just their foils.
As soon as you set foot on this imperial path, everyone is your own competitor and enemy. If you want to rush to the finish line and compete for the final Dao fruit, you must kill as many people around you as possible and everyone you meet, no matter what. Whether they were men, women, old or young, regardless of whether they knew each other or not, even their usually close friends became enemies at this time.
After saying this, Qingdi couldn't help but sigh.
"Can't those who know they are defeated not take the initiative to withdraw?" Ye Xiaocheng asked.
"No, as long as you set foot on this road, you cannot quit. Either rush to the end and kill all opponents, or die on the road and use your own blood and bones to build the glory of the Imperial Road. There is no compromise." Qing Qing. The emperor shook his head.
"Why bother? Didn't you just run away if you can't fight? That's what my master taught me." Ye Xiaocheng wanted to make a joke, but the atmosphere seemed wrong.
"As the saying goes, when a whale falls, all things come to life. But in our place, every time the Imperial Road is opened, it brings tens of thousands of years of Great Depression, and all the elites and heroes are buried in the Imperial Road." The Qing Emperor appeared. He said with unbearable color.
"Who made these rules? They are too cruel and bloody?" Ye Xiaocheng was a little angry.
"The way of heaven." Qingdi smiled bitterly.
"Why does Tiandao do this? Doesn't it say that every living being is a child of Tiandao?" Ye Xiaocheng didn't understand.
Qingdi shook his head, raised his head again, pondered for a while, and said:
That's what people think of themselves, but Heaven never regards all creatures as its own children. Even if they are regarded as their own children, they are still bad children who keep sucking blood from themselves.
Therefore, every tens of thousands of years, the way of heaven will eliminate those strong children through the opportunity of selecting the emperor. After these people die, the essence they have cultivated throughout their lives will be fed back to heaven and earth, which is the way of heaven itself. Only in this way can Heaven ensure its own health and better maintain the order of heaven and earth.
So we can’t say there’s anything wrong with Heaven’s way. After all, if Heaven’s way dies, the world will soon die, and all living things will perish. These are the truths that I only came to realize after my body was in harmony with the way of heaven. "
Ye Xiaocheng could not imagine how glorious, bloody, and cruel the Imperial Road, which was forged with the blood and bones of countless heroes, must be. There must be too many immortal legends circulating on that road.
Although every great emperor is a winner on this road, aren't those losers, those countless heroes who sacrificed their lives like moths to the flame, also respectable and admirable heroes?
Although he didn't see it, he could still feel the splendor of that imperial road from Qing Emperor's words. If he had been born in Qing Emperor's world, he would probably have embarked on this road in the end. Fell somewhere along the road.
On that road, countless heroic spirits sang their own elegy and walked hand in hand to the gate of hell. Maybe in the end, they could also be relieved. The so-called hatred and resentment, love and hatred were nothing in the end.
Qingdi paused, looked at Ye Xiaocheng and continued:
If you are confused about killing people, I can teach you a trick.
After becoming the Great Emperor, this emperor issued a seven-kill order.
The first kill: Anyone who commits great crimes and is wreaking havoc on the world, kill them.
The second kill: Anyone who is as traitorous as loyal, as wise as foolish, and harms one party, kill him.
The third kill: Anyone who believes that the strong will kill, the strong will eat all, who bullies the weak with the strong, and who wantonly tramples on the life and dignity of the weak, will be killed.
The fourth kill: Anyone who relies on his own strength, robs men, dominates women, or lusts after wives and daughters, kill them.
Fifth Killing: Anyone who is hypocritical on the surface and is trying to frame friends, companions or even relatives behind the scenes for personal gain will be killed.
The sixth killing: Kill anyone who is unfaithful to friends, unfilial to parents, or has no affection for relatives.
The seventh kill: Kill anyone who has a strong mind but is dangerous, who behaves eccentrically but is stubborn, who speaks falsely but is discerning, who remembers ugliness but is wise, and who follows the wrong but is wise, kill them.
This is called the Seven-Kill Order. In the future, if you are confused about whether someone should be killed or not, you may wish to refer to this Seven-Kill Order. If you meet the above conditions, you can kill them anyway, and you will never kill them wrongly.
After Qingdi finished speaking, Ye Xiaocheng smiled slightly, with a somewhat mysterious expression on his face.
Ye Xiaocheng recalled Qingdi's remarks. It is true that each of the seven killing orders killed the people who deserved to be killed. But the sixth killing was too many people, right?
If we really want to carry out the Sixth Killing in this world, it is estimated that the number of people in the cultivation world will be reduced by at least half.
As for the content of the seventh killing, he didn't particularly understand it, but he also knew that these five types of people were the kind of villains who were both responsible and independent. Such people were the most hateful and the most deserving of death.
His mind was at peace. With the Emperor's seven-kill order, when he met someone who wanted to kill him in the future, he would use these seven rules to weigh them up. Kill all those who fit the criteria, and let them go if they didn't.
At this time, Ye Xiaocheng found that Qing Emperor's soul was a little unstable and seemed to disappear at any time. He quickly took out another drop of million-year-old stalagmite liquid and gave it to Qing Emperor.
"Your Majesty the Qing Emperor, please take it quickly and don't feel bad. I don't have anything else. There is a lot of this stuff." Ye Xiaocheng said.
