All the Girls in the Cultivation World Want a Piece of Me

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It was the human race who taught the Xi clan all this. This is simply retribution. Maybe the human race will be eliminated sooner or later. This is the cycle of nature and the ultimate principle of heaven and earth. Nothing can last forever, and all the human race has done is to make themselves perish faster. .

"We have been on the road of moving forward. This is my pride as a human being. But sometimes I also think that even if we want to take steps again in our late twilight years, it is already difficult to move forward. We will eventually be invincible. , Even if we can defeat everything, we cannot defeat time. Perhaps we should enjoy the rest of our lives at dusk instead of burning our few old years in vain. "

The man-god seemed to be repenting of the past and the wrong choices he had made. He gave up his obsession. Only when death came that he could not escape, was he finally willing to face it all calmly.

"There's nothing wrong with fighting fate..."

Xia Yi did not blame the human god, and he never even meant to blame the desolate god. Even though the desolate god's methods were full of extreme and unkind, and reached the point of unscrupulousness, he was still a human being until his death, and he never changed his ideals, just like Starfinder.

"I want to apologize...to the human race, to the Xi tribe, to the wild gods, to you. It's because I failed to handle all of this. Our end is destined to become a reality in a certain period of time. After a lifetime of glory, It turned out ugly at the end, it shouldn’t have happened!”

The human god couldn't help crying. He finally knew how to let go. After all, some things can never be grasped. Xia Yi felt a little sore. It was true. Even the emperor would pass away, and the stars would one day go out. There was no such thing as Eternity, no matter how beautiful it once was, will eventually pass away.

"I just don't want to be the leader of the human race, but I can only witness the end of the human race weakly. I don't want the next generation to watch the demise of the human race with their own eyes. Xia Yi, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for the human race!"

When the human god, who has been calm for most of his life, faces his own death and the real end of the human race, the only thing left behind is tears of regret. What can he do if he persists?

They are just living an ignoble existence, degenerating from the founders of civilization to maggots!

twenty three

Xia Yi felt very uncomfortable at the moment. This was what he had always thought, but after being truly recognized by the human god, he only felt a deep sense of powerlessness. The aura of the human god became more and more illusory, and Xia Yi truly felt that time was peeling away. Everything about humans and gods is also stripping away everything about the human race.

Time can give everything, and it can also take away everything.

This is the last year of humanity, the end of humanity, and the dusk of humanity.

"You have nothing to apologize to us for, no."

Xia Yi suppressed his emotions and tried his best to enlighten the humans and gods. However, the humans and gods seemed to have lost their hearing, and his words became increasingly unclear. He led the human race forward in the most glorious way, but died in the saddest way. It was dusk.

There is no more encouragement for the next generation, no more grand expectations, and no more enterprising spirit. The human race has come from darkness, and will eventually return to darkness.

"My child...I'm sorry to ask you to take on the next heavy responsibility. I know how cruel this is. People in my clan all dream of becoming emperors and opening up the sky one day, but they want you to be the last human god. But at least in this last dusk, Please bury the human race in the most gentle way, so that we can enjoy the last glory before darkness comes."

"We've come far enough, we've touched the sky, we don't have to go any further."

The words of the human god were not dejected words, but the most real status quo. Xia Yi was speechless and just said "hmm" in a low voice. Even though the human god's lips were still buzzing after saying this, No sound can be made.

However, Xia Yi miraculously knew what the human god wanted to do. Xia Yi stood up and slowly pushed the stone chair to the back, using his little chaotic power to give the human god. The human god's vision recovered, and the sight came into view. It's an endless starry sky.

"My clan's... sky..."

The human god stretched out his hand towards the starry sky, and his figure became more and more illusory. The eyes of the human god reflected the light of billions of stars. This is the eternal pursuit of the human race. No matter how much sorrow and regret there is, it can be healed forever. A scene that never fades.

In this cycle of rebirth and fading starlight, Xia Yi sighed deeply and looked at the stone chair. No one was still sitting on it. Only a faint light dissipated. Xia Yi picked up the robe with a heavy heart. Putting it on himself, he held the Human Emperor Sword in his right hand and took out the Sealing Heaven Formation Plate with his left hand.

The three major armies of the Kaitian Emperor of the human race are gathered in his own hands. He is now the strongest of the human race. No one will disobey his will. No one can be hostile to him. He is already invincible in the human race. This is what he has been pursuing since he was a child. Power is the greatest dream.

But after truly becoming the strongest person in the human race, why do you feel so sad inside?

He did it. He, Xia Yi, has been cultivating Taoism for 25,000 years and is the strongest person in the human race. This should have been a happy event for all the heavens and worlds to celebrate, but why is there only an endless bitterness in his heart!

"Haha...I, Xia Yi...are the strongest among humans?"

Xia Yi slowly sat on the stone chair of the Human God and couldn't help laughing at himself. He already had this qualification. He is the current Human God. From a child whose mother was critically ill and worked hard to study, he became a god who guides the destiny of the race. Xia Yi felt His shoulders were so heavy that they crushed him, making him unable to stand up. He could only sit down on the stone chair and stare blankly at the stars.

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Human race...

Human race...

Looking at this, I don't know how long it took, maybe a few days, maybe a few years, Xia Yi let go of the sea of ​​​​consciousness, as if he had turned into a humble ant, dissipating in this endless starry sky.

Until Xia Yi regained some consciousness, he took out a book from his storage ring, a book from his childhood. He didn't know why, but he wanted to take a look. When he opened the cover of the book, the preface said: The words are the same sentence written in multiple languages ​​of Xuanhuang.

"The universe is mankind's dream and will be the destination of the future."

Whether it is the real Taoism, the ancient human race, the current human race, or the Xuanhuang race that has cut off history, the human race seems to be born with expectations for the starry sky. No matter where they are born, no matter what kind of history they have experienced, there are people who have expectations for the starry sky. Infinite reverie.

"Ancient humans once carved the postures of stars in caves..."

"In the Bronze Age, humans invested a lot of imagination into the universe in artwork..."

"During the Middle Ages, curiosity about the universe was a lifelong proposition for many philosophers..."

“In the industrial period, the invention of the astronomical telescope allowed mankind to see the majesty of the starry sky for the first time.”

"After countless failures and attempts, man landed on the moon for the first time."

"Countries launch space probes."

"We live together on the earth and share the starry sky."

This book is just a simple book about the history of human spaceflight on earth. Xia Yi is not willing to call the short period of less than 10,000 years Xuanhuang. It was the era of earth civilization, the third era in the solar system. The history of planetary humanity.

Seeing the many histories and photos recorded in the book, Xia Yi couldn't help but smile. It only took thousands of years for the earth that lagged behind cultivation civilization to reach the sky again. He was proud of it again. He identified with his own earth more than the Xuanhuang people. person's identity.

There are many photos in the book. When he saw the small flag flying on the barren moon, Xia Yi did not feel empathy just because he was not born in the same country. This is a dream that belongs to all mankind and the entire human race.

I don't know what happened, but Xia Yi cried inexplicably. Earth's civilization has become a fragment buried in history.

Starry sky, starry sky! !

To touch that sky!

There seemed to be some voice roaring in Xia Yi's heart, but the human race was powerless and could only linger in the dusk. At this moment, Xia Yi deeply felt the insignificance of the human race and the majesty of the starry sky. The less than tens of millions of years that the human race had experienced had nothing to do with the starry sky. It may only be a moment.

I send mayflies to the sky and the earth, a drop in the vast sea. I mourn for the brief moment of my life and envy the infinite Yangtze River.

So small, yet so great, so glorious, yet ended here.

"My human race...can it really be impossible to survive forever..."

"My human race...our human race..."

"Our starry sky..."

Xia Yi couldn't bear it anymore and cried like a child. In his tearful eyes, the starry sky became more gorgeous. The endless stars in the sky were intertwined with unspeakable romance, which would continue to be the case after the demise of the human race.

Xia Yi's tears wet the book. He wanted to save the human race and help the human race to rise again.

Don't go gentle into that good night.

Don't accept that fate calmly.

Rage against the dying of light.

Fight against the injustice of fate.

Roaring at dusk.

Do your best again.

The desolate god died in battle, and the human god died of old age. Xia Yi could not help but cry bitterly in the Hall of Glory. He had never felt such powerless sorrow. When he was in Duantian City, he understood his heart and fought a battle that burned for hundreds of generations. Xia Yi did not Compromise, but in this dusk of the human race, he could only cry humbly.

twenty four

After controlling his emotions, Xia Yi's eyes gradually became a little hollow.

The idea-stealing avenue can still be considered. After surrendering to the Xi clan, there should be a lot of time available. He should not despair now, at least he must not despair. He is a human god, the strongest of the human race.

I walked out of the Hall of Glory with an extremely heavy heart. No one was waiting here. Only the oppressive silence filled the Glory Fortress. The human race was defeated. The new human god Xia Yi knelt down and surrendered to the Xi clan on behalf of the human race. This was almost a reality. .

Walking out of the Tower of Glory, many people knelt in silence in front of the Tower of Glory. The human race was lifeless. In this way, the human race welcomed the new human god Xia Yi. The old human god and the desolate god have contributed too much to the human race. People I will always remember them, but looking back at Xia Yi, compared to what the Human God and the Wild God did, Xia Yi basically made no contribution.

Xia Yi did not disturb these mourners, but silently marched towards the starry sky. It was time to surrender to the Xi clan.

Now is not the time to be sad, you should use the last dusk to do what you can!

Nearly a hundred years later.

Xia Yi returned to the realm of the Xi Clan that Xia Yi preached. It was extremely developed and the crystallized town exuded a strange brilliance. Many strong men from the Xi Clan had been waiting here for Xia Yi's generation. Humanity surrenders unconditionally.

Xia Yi didn't bring anyone with him, he just came here alone. He didn't want others to see him kneeling to the Xi clan. He was also a human god after all.

The people of the Xi Clan are reveling in carnival at this moment, which is inversely proportional to the lifelessness of the human race. They are singing about victory and the arrival of dawn. For the Xi Clan, just victory is enough. They will not destroy the human race, because The human race has Xia Yi, and now it is Xia Yi who leads the race.

They look forward to a new beginning with the human race, and the dawn of peace will live up to the dawn.

From beginning to end, it was the Human Race who was wrong, and from beginning to end, it was the Xi Clan who chose to forgive.

In the forest planted by the Xi Clan, Xia Yi was led by a Xi Clan god into the depths of the forest. The forest was full of life. It was like the Xi Clan specially wanted to show Xia Yi. Along the way, the Xi Clan God said many things about the future expectations of the human race and the Xi tribe.

The Xi Clan is willing to accept the human race who slaughtered them, and the Xi Clan is willing to take a step back to open up the world. Their broad mind should make the human race feel ashamed. The human race is indeed inferior to the Xi Clan. This is a fact.

But Xia Yi was speechless the whole time, even though the Xi clan had already used human language.

All the way to the depths of the forest, many gods of the Xi tribe and people of the Xi tribe, including the youngest son, were here to welcome Xia Yi. They sang songs praising Xia Yi, and even sang the praises in human words. Fireflies flew into the sky, everything was so Peaceful and peaceful.

It may be a good thing to celebrate that the human race can meet the Xi tribe, because the Xi tribe is really kind.

The Xi tribe celebrated their victory with songs and dances, praising Xia Yi, and blessing the human race led by Xia Yi. The Xi tribe is really much better than the human race. They are still willing to believe in the human race despite experiencing cruelty. Compared with the Xi tribe, the human race is even worse than maggots. .

"The great God of Glory, please represent the human race and conclude a hard-won peace with us."

In front of Xia Yi, a Xi Clan god respectfully reminded Xia Yi that it was time to start. What Xia Yi needed to do was very simple. He just knelt down and apologized to the Xi Clan on behalf of the human race for those sacrifices. In this way can welcome peace.

Xia Yi nodded. He came here for this purpose. His eyes were a little absent-minded, and he felt unspeakable bitterness in his heart when he looked at the countless Xi clan celebrating their victory in front of him.

The human race was defeated.

It was indeed a defeat.

But the Xi Clan is willing to accept the human race with kindness beyond human nature. Why can the Xi Clan be so great? Why is it that the Xi clan is the Xi clan! !

"Everyone of the Xi tribe..."

"terribly sorry."

Xia Yi knew what he could do now, just surrender and apologize.

"We humans have brought you too much suffering."

"I, Xia Yi, the current human god, would like to express to you on behalf of the human race..."

"express……"

Xia Yi was about to kneel down but couldn't kneel down at this moment. He couldn't say the words expressing his willingness to surrender unconditionally. The human race was very weak. It was too weak to withstand all possible threats. It was too weak to do anything. Survive after the light has faded.

"The expression...means..."

"No...unconditional...vote...vote..."

My knees are trembling, my mind is trembling, why can't I say those simple words, why can't I just let my knees fall to the earth again, why is there still a feeling of unwillingness in my heart even now?

Admit it.

The human race was defeated.

Admit it.

Dusk is over.

Admit it.

The glory is gone.

Wearing a Taoist robe, holding the Human Emperor Sword and the Heaven-Sealing Formation Disk, Xia Yi's knees could not touch the ground, and he could not pronounce ambiguous words.

The human race once prospered everything.

Xia Yi seemed to see the fate of the human race in the future. After losing their power, the human race continued to decline over the years. It was getting worse day by day, and every year was worse than the year. The Xi clan became stronger and stronger, and the Xi clan controlled the land that the human race had dreamed of. In the sky, the Xi clan sings loudly at dawn, the Xi clan blooms with endless light, and the human race can only cling to the small stars like maggots and never leave.

Again I stretch out my hand to the sky, again I climb to the peak, but I can no longer touch it. I shed tears under the starry sky, cry under the starry sky, rot under the starry sky, and die under the starry sky. The human race will remember the starry sky until death, but the starry sky remains. Will the human race...

Forget! !

No living being listens to the voice of the human race anymore. No living being still remembers that there was once a race called the human race in this starry sky. No living being still knows that the human race is so obsessed with and extremely attached to this starry sky.

The human race is like dust, floating in the wind and disappearing with the wind. The dust settles only in an instant. No living thing will pay attention to the unwillingness of the dust. A particle of dust roars again and again in the eternal darkness, and the light also disappears. Throw it away forever.

What civilization, what love, what hate, what will to pursue the starry sky, are all illusions that pass away in time, afterimages that decay in the years, just disappear, not worth mentioning! Not worth mentioning! !

Ants, ants, ants, ants!

Die die die die die!

In the end, the short history of the human race was recorded on the monument made of crystallization. As the last person left the last stroke on the crystallized monument, and as the Xi clan was too lazy to mention this meaningless past, In the eternal years, the day when even the crystal is on the verge of disintegration, the crystal monument falls into ashes, and the human race is forever...

Die!

The past does not exist, the present does not exist, and the future does not come.

Fall into the eternal darkness, forever and ever! !

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