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

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Half a year later, it was still the same cliff. Xia Yi climbed slowly and came to the edge of the cliff. The cliff was still the same, and it had not changed. The bottom of the mountain was blocked by clouds and could not see anything clearly.

His eyes started to blur, he felt like he was going to breathe, he knew he was dying.

But now, he knew what was true.

True and false, false and true.

If the dream is true, then he chooses the dream, and he just jumps to die, because he is the truth in his heart.

"After so many years... that dream, do I still remember it?

I don't know if it was the light and the light, but Xia Yi actually had the strength to stand up again. He came to the edge of the cliff and looked at the scenery under the mountain. The scenery was beautiful.

"Seventy years pass by in a hurry, it's not as real as a few years in a dream, where am I living?

In the end, what is true, what is false, and what is true when cultivating.

"Why, these seventy years can't be fake, and those years are real?"

Xia Yi suddenly thought that everything in the world of self-cultivation he longed for was the truth! It was the truth that he wanted to cultivate!

He wanted to return to Broken Heaven City again, to fight for Liu Xiaozhou, and to meet You Yuer, whom he had missed for countless years.

Why protect? For the truth! For what I really want to do, if I just live and can't do what I want, what's the difference between being dead!!!

Xia Yi walked slowly to the edge of the cliff and closed his eyes.

"If this is true, I would rather die! If this is false, I understand my heart.

Also, the footsteps slipped forward and fell off the cliff.

"I, Xia Yi, innate Dao Body/All methods are capable!" Two

Clouds and mist engulfed his figure.

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Dreams, like a beautiful embellishment of cruel reality, can make people yearn for.

But reality is not necessarily cruel, and dreams are not necessarily beautiful.

In the clouds and mist, the aged Xia Yi continued to fall, the cliff seemed to be bottomless, and he couldn't even fall to the bottom.

He seemed to see his other life in this cloud and mist, which was different from the life he lived now. He had another dream, a beautiful dream based on reality, and there was no cultivation. In the world, there is no You Yuer.

In this life, he was basically mistaken by that dream, and he still had regrets in his heart.

When he saw his birth, everyone around him was laughing, whether it was doctors, nurses, or young parents, they were all celebrating the birth of a new life, but he was the only one crying.

His parents were happy, and he never divorced. He and his sister thrived under the care of their parents. His grandmother did not die early, and his grandfather lived a hundred years. Described as outstanding.

After that, he met a wife he liked very much. Their relationship has almost no cracks. They have been loving until old age, family and beauty, obedient children, and they will be as outstanding as him when they grow up.

Afterwards, he was old, unable to walk, and left with a weeping smile for his children and grandchildren.

Xia Yi once felt that this was the perfect life he wanted to pursue, the most perfect life an ordinary person could think of.

Born crying, leaving smiling.

.He... Pianbian had that dream, and that dream made him unable to let go, even if he really lived his life as an ordinary person in his imagination? Everything in that dream always made Xia Yi unforgettable. Whether it's a miserable life or a good life.

A mortal, who lives for a hundred years, is drunk and dreams of death, and a laughing worm is only alive in three months, but can a worm really feel the sadness that he can only live for three months?

Immortals and mortals are different, the other is a concept, a concept that is completely different from the mortal, and the realization of enlightenment is extraordinary in life.

Those who do not know the joy of immortality, the immortals do not know the sorrow of ordinary people, do not know joy, how do they know sorrow, do not know sorrow, do they know joy.

After all, Xia Yi knows

He was still mistaken by that dream. He hoped that the dream was true, and no matter how beautiful the reality was, it was still false in his eyes. He clearly realized what he really wanted.

A monk, walking between heaven and earth, exhaling the sun and moonlight, and controlling the mighty power of heaven and earth with his hands and feet, although there are those who are fully enlightened and willing to return to the mortal world, but that is also his way. "Xian" wants to try his best to reach out and grab it

The Dao is not absolute. Everyone has a different Dao. There are three types of Dao for three people. There are hundreds of Dao for a hundred people. There are 3,000 Dao for 3,000 people. Dao is neither absolutely good nor absolutely evil.

There are those who are only for the avengers, those who want to get ahead, those who want to reach the top, and those who go with the flow.

"...Understood

Xia Yi closed his eyes and stopped looking at the clouds and mist around him. Suddenly, a violent wave of energy surged out of his old body.

(.J Mu

There are immortals willing to transform into ordinary people, so why...

Can't be mortal, ascend to immortal!

Cultivating the truth and cultivating the Tao, you can hear the Tao in the morning, and you can die in the evening. You can’t live or die. You can kneel down and beg for mercy for those who stand in the way, and you can work hard to overcome. If you have enough strength...

Even if it is to kill the gods, it is not a problem!

This is cultivation! Cultivating everything is as one wishes.

In midair, Xia Yi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were densely covered with lines, as if chaotic, the clouds and mist disappeared, the Kunlun Mountains disappeared, everything disappeared, and it shattered like a mirror. In the end, a piece of yellow sand filled the sky. , the land of bones and skeletons.

The moon in the mirror is false. If someone believes it, it is also true in the eyes of that person. If Xia Yi really wants to be a mortal, then he will naturally die in the mortal, but he opened his eyes again.

"Xia Yi?... How come you just disappeared with your soul?...

"Something - will talk.

Xia Yi took out the white bone gun and gently stroked the handle of the gun. In the dream, he didn't know how many times he fought the broken stars. He looked forward. Among those dark shadows, there was one that he could only see clearly. The figure, it was an old man, exactly the same as when he got old.

The old man smiled slightly at him, Xia Yi nodded, stepped forward and pierced the old man's heart with a bone gun.

"...Bar.

"From now on, there will be no Emperor Xia in the world!"

Xia Yi's reply is so heartbreaking? He is very clear about what he should do and what he wants to do at this moment. His heart is as strong as iron, as if a hundred refinements. Only now understand.

What he needs to save is not You Yuer, nor Liu Xiaozhou, what he needs to save is his own heart.

The shadows around him disappeared like wind and sand, Xia Yi looked in the direction of Broken Sky City and clenched the spear in his hand.

It doesn't matter whether it is life or death, but please have no regrets!

"The fourth form of the Nine Techniques of Qingyun, go to Qingyun!"

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