Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Meaning...”

Thunder in the sky, splitting the chaos again and again, first he was surprised, then he was so angry, “Are you the one who created the world and created the high-dimensional existence of all things? Are you kidding me? I don't believe it! Me! Photograph! ”

“Very good.”

Old Lee said, "On the path to truth, questioning everything is the highest virtue, and you really shouldn't believe every word I say. ”

“This…”

Wan Xiaotian's mind was all messed up, and the tighter the skinner, he stunned for half a day and said, “I don't believe you, I don't understand you, how can you prove it? No, it doesn't prove anything. Can you tell me what it feels like to be 3,000, to travel through an infinite world, to truly go beyond time and experience infinite life? ”

“Specific feelings, I can't describe them in detail, because I'm still not all I am in front of you, just a thousandth of a thousand, at best a larger fragment of a god. ”

Old Li Dao, "My thousands of identities are connected together in some kind of Xuan and Xuan way, you can simply imagine ‘quantum entanglement’, the original Li can't perceive the existence and experience of the rest of the identities, until recently, my cultivation is almost over, each of these identities returned to the 'home universe’, I can only feel some information vaguely.

“Believe it or not, I don't want to persuade you, I just want to talk to you.

“To say how I feel, at first, as you just said, I did see this exercise as a game of relaxation and alleviation of the fatigue of the war, not as the real existence of these virtual worlds, including the mountain rivers in the virtual world, the stars of the sun and the moon and the spirits of all things, in my eyes, but a series of unpredictable data.

“But when I split myself up and invested in it, things were very different.

“My divine soul is divided into thousands and greatly constrained by the crystal brain and database, and the computational power of every incarnation is extremely limited. If it is human or strangely shaped intelligent life, it is good to say that if it is a flying bird walking beast or even a snakeworm rat ant, or even strange things such as trichlorfon and archaea, my computational power is suppressed to almost zero, and I cannot even think about it.

“Moreover, with the division of the divine soul, my emotions and personality were also divided, some of them carried the ‘good’ side of me, some of them carried the ‘evil’ side of me, some of them carried the ‘wise divine martial arts', ‘wind and bloodbath' side of me, and some of them, such as this one in front of you, carried the 'big wisdom if foolish, deep philosophy' side of me, these split emotions and personalities, in the red dust of the millions of heads, flung away, gradually condensed my personality, as if I possessed thousands of personalities, but didn't know that that was the true self.

“I'm lost.

“I am lost in the green lights of the ancient Buddha, in the high songs of the sword; I am lost in the Yuyu of the Jonghua, in the glory of gold; I am lost in the solitary smoke of the desert; I am lost in the reckless mountain forest that began to rise in chaos, in the pristine ocean, no longer distinguish between truth and falsehood, between game and reality, between vultures, General Bloodhawk, warped neck, trilobes, methanobacteria, old Lee and vulture Lee Yew, I am just carrying a little chaotic heart, along a thousand different paths, in a thousand different ways, to live, to feel, to meditate, to practice.

“Three thousand avenues, all the way home, so I practiced forever, I finally remembered a lot, but I got more confused, hundreds of millions of questions like the falling stars of the sky, all over my head.

“What exactly is the difference between true and false? ”

“Is it Zhuang Zhou Meng Butterfly or Zhou Meng Zhuang? Is the vulture Li Yao incarnate 3,000 practicing in the virtual world, or are the thousands of living spirits practicing in the 3,000 world, condensing a sparkling flame, in a higher dimension, to become the vulture Li Yao this person?

“If I created these virtual worlds, do I also live in a virtual world created by others? And do We, the Creator of the Creator, have its Creator?

“How do creators deal with moral dilemmas when they travel between their creation? Do I have the right to kill the virtual life I create, to interfere with and change their historical processes, and when I create a virtual world that will soon be vibrant, or even the spirit of all things, will I have the right to shut it down? If virtual life in this virtual world awakens and resists my control, is their resistance just and my repression evil?

“There are no correct answers to these questions, and the only thing to say is‘ the heavens and the earth are unkind, and everything is a dog ’.

“Once upon a time I did not understand the saying - if the heavens and the earth were not benevolent, why should they bear life and nourish all things?

“But now I understand that the world is nothing but a virtual game for 'Heaven and Earth' or 'Heaven and Road’, and everything is just a string of data and programs. What ‘righteous’ or ‘evil’ can you say about killing a person or saving a person, killing 10,000 people or saving 10,000 people in a virtual game? The so-called ‘impudence' does not mean cruel evil, but simply cannot be evaluated by the criterion of 'righteousness and evil'.

“Nevertheless, I will rebel, transcend and conquer Heaven.

“I am going to conquer Heaven's way, not because I am just and Heaven's way is evil, just because you just said it, ‘Heaven's way is there’.

“With this awareness, it is time for me to go away, even if I have made a slight positive result.

“But before I go, I want to leave something behind - you're the first and only virtual world I've ever been in that I've ever questioned, wanted to go beyond space, to find out who you really are, I don't know if you're a 'person', or whether big data keeps popping up, randomly producing results, or a projection of my own will under constant interference, in short, I'd like to share my experiences with you and hope you don't give up on your quest for the real in front of the darkest reality - higher, brighter true courage! ”

“So…”

Faced with the unpredictable eyes of old Li Shenzhen, Tian Xiaotian unknowingly believed in seven points, and fell into great pain and despair, muttering, "Am I a fake? ”

“That's what I'm trying to remind you, no, of course you're not fake, you're ‘virtual’, but you're not ‘fake’, that's two things. ”

Lee said, "What's real? A human being made up of carbon, iron and oxygen, and then flesh and blood, stimulated by neural currents, exchanges information with the world around him for eleven hundred years, and then dies, turns into a dead bone, a pile of loess earth, and in a few years —— in cosmic terms, just for a moment, even the planet where the dead bones are buried is extinct, is this‘ real human ’? How much more of an indelible significance is such a‘ real human being 'than a‘ virtual human being 'directly shaped by data and information?

“No, true and false, not so distinguished.

“Suppose I'm a writer, and you're the person I've shaped, and it seems like I'm the creator, and you're the creator, and I'm real, and you're false, but most likely hundreds of years from now, I'll be dead without a star and a half, and forgotten by all, and you'll be remembered by some readers, touching people hundreds of years from now, so, me and you, who's true, who's false, who's high, who's low?

“Assuming, moreover, that a painter vomits and leaches blood, paints all his life, spirit and will in a famous painting that has passed from time to time, and then dies, sends it to a crematorium, and smokes out, and goes with the wind, then the world can only get to know this painter through this painting, who do you think is the painter's body, the flesh of the flesh that has long turned into ash, or this painting, or the thoughts, emotions, controversies, the turbulence of countless brain waves caused by this painting? ”

Heaven can hear God, and between trance, I think a lot.

“This is what I'm saying, young man, that the so-called 'real’ does not exist, but the ‘pursuit of the real path' not only exists, but also deserves everything we can do to conquer it, and I look forward to the day when you will find your own 'real’, find ways to transcend reality, transcend space, transcend the universe, go to a higher dimension of the universe, find me, transcend me, conquer me, annihilate me, just as… I will also rush out of my universe, find my creator, transcend it, conquer it, annihilate it!

“I firmly believe that we will all succeed.

“Because… maybe… that's the only reason we were created! ”

Li smiled, patting gently on Wanxiaotian's shoulder, stood up, put the mop and bucket aside and walked out.

“Lee! ”

Ten Thousand Little Heavens still has some clue, “Where are you going? ”

“Almost there, I should go. Although these days of practice are interesting, my wife can't wait to try and leap forward. It's no joke that she really broke in. ”

Old Li also waved back, “Goodbye, young man, hope that one day you can tell me the answer —— what's real. ”

Li said, pushing open a toilet compartment door.

Soon, there was a flushing noise from the toilet.

“Old Li--”

The sky rushed to push the door at all costs.

There was no unlock on the door, but the sky broke into it, but it was empty.

The compartment is only a meter away, naturally it is impossible to have a second door, but old Li disappeared empty.

Only in the turbulent water flow of the toilet can there be a hint of colorful glow like a rainbow.

“This, this...”

Wan Xiaotian looked at the rainbow flying flush toilet, completely stupid.