Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 3505: Iron Fist Enemy (72) Slaughter God

For a moment, the cracks in the night sky seemed extraordinarily bright.

It's like the legendary lightning intersects and crosses.

And in the “lightning” picture, the devil's eyes are like crystal clear gems, flashing a light called "sincerity”.

Under the cover of this light, the teenager begets a deep sense of guilt and feels guilty for deceiving the devil himself, almost falling.

“He knows! He knows I've met the champion before, and he's on the mission of the champion! ”

Gus at the bottom of his heart, a voice screams.

After taking a few deep breaths, he barely stabilized his mind and looked beyond the dark night sky and the fractures into a deep, untouched universe, and Gus said with some trance, "Give me a reason why I should help you break through this illusory and painful world and go to another equally painful and illusory universe? ”

“Because it's closer to ‘real’. ”

Lu dusted, "Even more so, it's the only thing we can do. ”

“The only thing… can do? ”

Gus opened his mouth and wanted to say that there was much more they could do, including enjoy eternal life in a perfect paradise.

But think about it, if the world is virtual, then everything that happens in this world, whether it's enjoyment, struggle, suffering, struggle, struggle, it's not “what people want to do themselves," it's just what the Creator allows them to do, even manipulate them, order them to do.

They don't have a choice, they don't even realize it exists.

In an illusory world created by the Almighty Creator, everything is false, and only one thing can be true.

That is to resist the Creator, find the vulnerabilities of the illusory world, go to higher levels of the real universe, and —— kill the Creator!

“Looks like you know what I mean. ”

The devil looked at the teenager and his eyes began to laugh, “How about you join me? ”

The devil reached out to the teenager, but the teenager was trembling.

The teenager licked his lips and shivered: "I, I don't know, you won't succeed. ”

“It depends on your definition of success. ”

Lu Qingdust said, "At last, all people are dying, and even the world they live in will become chaotic dust after hundreds of millions of years, but this does not mean that what they do when they live is meaningless, nor does it mean that they have never succeeded.

“In many cases, it is not necessarily victory over the Creator that succeeds. As long as you muster the courage to tear off the puppet line behind you, blow the horn of battle to the Creator, and pursue a higher level of authenticity, this is a success, and those who dare to do so - whatever form he is, whether it is made of data, cells, or currents, I think, are real human beings.

“Now, two paths lie ahead of you, Gus, are you going to be a virtual man for the rest of your life in a perfect eternal paradise, under the layout of the Creator, or are you willing to join me, in a chaotic and dark real world, all the way through the thorns, the tiger dragon slaughter, all the pain and suffering, to face our Creator, to be a true human being in the course of his fierce battle? ”

Gus's breathing hurried.

The devil painted him a magnificent and brutal picture of a life he had never thought of, clearly painful and cruel, but full of charm and true life.

“And then what? ”

The teenager hears himself muttering in a ghostly voice, “Assuming, I mean, I really helped you defeat the champion, destroy the world of boxing gods, and flee into the Pan Ancient universe, and then what?

“According to you, the Pangu universe was also created by a higher level of intelligent life, and on top of you, there are creators like boxers, and you, no, we might even, just in a story, trivial characters, so what are we supposed to do? ”

“Close your eyes and imagine that you live in a small village surrounded by mountains. Even though you have nothing to worry about, you always feel bored. Since you were a child, you have ambitions and want to leave the mountain village to see the outside world. ”

The devil said, "One day you will grow up to be a strong young man with enough food and equipment, and you will finally set out, climb all the way up, grind your hands and feet, even break your bones, scratch and scratch all the way up to the land of no one before you, and conquer what was once a high and distant peak.

“As a result, what should you do when you stand on top of the mountains, breathing thin, crisp air, looking farther away into the world, and you see only mountains, and mountains are higher than mountains?

“There is only one way to go, which is to continue to climb down, conquer the eyes, all the mountains, until the staggered wounds tear your body apart, the staggered rocks of canine teeth grind every bone of you, your last drop of blood dries, the remains crumble, and life ends completely.

“The mountains are right there. What can we do besides climb? ”

Gus is silent.

In the trance, as if I really scarred myself hanging on the waist of half a mountain, looking up, above is the cloudy Chongshan hill, hidden can hear the beast and bird hissing, not knowing when to climb to the peak, not knowing whether behind the peak a mountain is higher than a mountain.

Looking down, you are familiar with the small mountain village surrounded by mountains.

Climbing up is difficult and endless.

But you've seen the vast heavens and the earth on the waist of the mountain, and you know you have the ability to climb to the top.

It is so intolerable to go down and look at the blocked mountain village and past life, and to retreat and spend the rest of your life in the mountain village.

It's up and down, where to go, the teenager wanders deeply.

“You ask me, what should I do if the Pangu universe is really a scene in a story and we're all characters in it? ”

Lu Xiangdu smiled and faintly said, “This is the biggest difference between me and Li Yao - I'm afraid Li Yao will never think about such a problem. He will be satisfied if he can defend Pangu universe and defend Xiuzhen's small world for 40,000 years.

“But if I did, I would escape from the story of 40,000 years of repair, fly up to a higher dimension of the universe, find the creator of 40,000 years of repair, and then kill him.

“Yes, if the Pangu universe and the world of 40,000 years of cultivation are truly a story, then only by killing the author of the story can we have real life, and only by being truly human, will we be closer to the ultimate truth.

“Of course, this is bound to be a long and arduous journey, and it's boring for a man to embark on such a journey, so I've been searching for companions and comrades, and you're lucky to be the first of my kind, to ask again, how would you like to fly up with me and kill the creators who are above us, manipulate our destiny, slaughter God, and become true human beings? ”