Reverend Insanity

Fang Yuan turned on the Ancestry of Man, and there was a recording--

The ancestors are in a state of death, falling into the valley of the fallen, and cannot leave.

The ancient moon was wasted, in order to save his father, to kiss the mountain of success and defeat, trying to climb to the summit and get the only way to succeed.

If you wish for success, the ancient moon will return to its ancestors.

But as soon as the ancient moon rose to the foot of the mountain, it was blocked by stone men.

When the second daughter of the original ancestors came to the mountain of success and defeat, she disturbed the dream of love tricks.

Out of anger, love melted stone men and disturbed the ancient moon.

Ancient Yue Yin slaughtered the stone man and walked halfway up the mountain.

But the magic of love did not leave, it appeared in front of the ancient moon, and said, “Man, you have spooked my dreams and deluded me to take away the magic of success. Now I'm going to smash the whole mountain of success and defeat, and you're going to find the only way to succeed, out of hundreds of millions of stones. Ha-ha-ha. ”

Love tricks hit the mountain of success and defeat.

Mountains of success and failure are not ordinary peaks, and the entire hill is stacked with a small stone.

Cracked by love, the mountain collapsed.

Love dragged away proudly, leaving the ancient moon to look at this pile of stones and get lost.

How do you get the only successful maneuver out of these chaotic stones?

The ancient moon was in the shadows, so he had to go back and beg his thoughts again.

After listening to the gloomy narrative of the ancient moon, the thought sighed: “Love tricks have always been so unreasonable, alas, even I, or my children's wisdom tricks, do not want to face it. ”

“Now that Mountain of Success has collapsed, you can only pick up these stones with your own hands and distinguish between success tricks. There is no other way. ”

"But be careful. There are two tricks on the mountain. A success trick, at its peak. A failing maneuver, pressed to the bottom of the mountain. Failure is a successful mother, but it has many children, and those stones are successful brothers and sisters. When you pick up those stones, a lot of unimaginable bad things happen. Here's a trick for you: as long as you insist on reading 'me’ in your heart, these terrible things will fade away. ”

Ancient Moon listened absurdly, her heart was heavy, and she asked, "So how can I tell the stones in my hand? What does it look like to succeed or fail? ”

Thoughts sigh: “They all look alike, but the distinction is simple. If you hold them with your own hands, you'll naturally find out who they are. ”

“If you want to find a way to succeed, that defeat is your biggest threat. You mustn't grasp the trick of failure, otherwise you will be completely lost and in danger of life. ”

The ancient moon nodded wildly, expressing its gratitude.

Before she left, she was reminded: "Don't tell me I told you, if love tries to reach me, it's trouble. In the face of fanatical and naughty love, thought and wisdom can only retreat. ”

“Don't worry, I won't shake you out.” The ancient moon promised to return to the mountains of success and defeat.

Looking at a big beach stone in front of her, she was in a heavy mood.

Success is not so easy to get. To succeed, you have to bend over, take great risks, and try to find it.

The ancient moon took a deep breath and picked up the first stone.

This stone, ordinary and ordinary, was slightly shocked at the moment when the ancient moon was in the palm of the hand.

A shallow wound appeared on the hands of the ancient moon.

This is not a success trick, but a success of brothers and sisters, one of the children of a failure trick.

Ancient Moon was amazed at the mood, touching the wound on the back of his hand, and remembering what Thought Trick had said - "When you pick up those stones, a lot of unimaginable bad things happen, and at this time you have to read 'me' in your heart. ”

“So this is a bad situation.” The ancient moon was abrupt.

She said in her heart: "I, I, I, I...”

As she continued to nag, the wound on the back of her hand miraculously healed! Just a shallow scar.

She threw one side of the stone in her hand and picked up the second stone.

When the stone was held in the palm of his hand, Ancient Moon's wild head trembled and a strong fear struck his head.

The ancient moon was shaking in fear, almost fleeing from the desert, away from here.

But she insisted and kept saying "I”.

For half a day, she paused, her fears dispersed, and she picked up the third stone.

This stone depressed her. She couldn't help but think, "How difficult it would be for me to pick up the only one of these billions of stones to succeed. When am I going to do this? ”

She could barely walk. She felt the future was dark. It was too difficult to find success.

She almost gave up, but thought of her father trapped in the door of life and death.

“If I give up, Father, who will save?” Ancient Moon creeped out, "Shit, I almost forgot" I ". ”

The ancient moon was silent for a while, trying to extinguish the loss of heart, and bent down to pick up the stones.

As soon as the fourth stone was held in his hand, the ancient moon was shocked to discover that his nose had changed and turned into that of a pig.

She reads "I” again to restore her nose.

Good day, she did her best to get rid of the pig's nose. But the nose beam collapsed a little bit more than it used to.

Thus, the ancient moon constantly picked up stones, hoping to find success in them.

But countless days went by, and all she found was a failed child.

These stones, some scarred her, some discouraged her heart, despair, fear, others turned her into a pig's head, grew a rat's tail, and so on.

Though the ancient moon kept saying "I”, there were still traces left on her. After the days and months accumulated, these marks turned her into a monster.

She had six heads, three arms, five tails, and a human body. Sixteen legs, some with soft long hairs, some with snake-like scaly armor, some with sharp claws and some with hard hooves.

In the search for success, people tend to be completely invisible.

But the ancient moon's shadow has also become stronger.

After so much experience, she was hundreds of times more powerful than before. Those stones, they can't bother her anymore.

“Success! Success! Where are you?” Her seven mouths, all together. Some are shouting, some are howling, some are howling, some are whispering.

The more she fails, the greater the desire for success in her heart.

As a result of her tireless efforts, fewer stones have not yet been picked up.

Finally, when there were only two stones left, the ancient moon was in doubt.

There is no doubt that these two stones, one of which is a trick of success and one of which is a trick of failure.

If she picks up a success trick, she'll be thrilled. If what is picked up is a failing maneuver, then the ancient moon is completely lost and life is in danger.

Even if the ancient moonlight has turned into a monster, it has become so powerful.

One step to heaven, one step to hell, how to choose? The ancient moon is inevitably in a state of hesitation.

“I will never succeed if I am afraid to let go of my fears of failure! I am so powerful now that success is within reach. Even if I get the defeat trick, as long as I keep thinking about ‘me', I should be able to handle it, right?” Eventually she mustered the courage to reach out and pick up one of them.

But unfortunately, she picked up exactly the one who failed.

An unprecedented amount of confusion, directed against her doubts, shocked her body and mind.

“I, I, I...”

The ancient moon kept singing "I”, but the voice slowly slumped, eventually her seven lips stopped moving and her eyes slammed.

She was in endless confusion and completely lost herself.

Man's greatest failure is to lose himself.

……

“Alas...” Seeing here, Fangyuan sighed softly, closing the Ancestry of Man.

At one point, his thoughts flourished and his face looked complicated and subtle.

Heavy snow outside the window, still falling, floating.

As the decade draws closer, the snow and wind show no signs of diminishing, but increasing.

Northern calendar, end of December.

When Black Lulan led the army, stepped on the tail of the deadline, and came to the entrance to Wang Ting Fu Di, the original allies had been drastically reduced by more than half.

A lot of mortals, freezing to death on the road.

There were even many magicians who died as a result of the impact of the herd.

The opening of Wangting Fudi's relics is the Black Lulan itself.

When he stood up, a tiny glimmer of gold appeared in the middle of the sky.

Spin, the golden light flourishes, forming an aperture.

The aperture expands rapidly to form a restored gateway.

The vermilion gates depict a beautiful and complex silver-sided pattern. A thick, fisty copper button on the door.

Boom...

Behind the door, like a pair of invisible giants, slowly opens the heavy Jumen.

Suddenly, the thick sandalwood floats.

Heavy snow in the air, stop at this moment. Under the influence of a subtle force, heavy snow in the air, such as a swarm of bees, gathered for a moment and condensed into a generous, dungeon-solid ice sculpture ladder.

The upper end of the staircase leads directly to the King's Court portal in the middle of the sky. The lower end, on the ground.

“Wang Tingfudi!” Blackroof Lan couldn't hide his excitement, and he took three steps to climb the ice-cladder and become the first to enter the royal court.

“88 Jingjiang Zhenyang Building…” Fangyuan, as the second person, deeply eyed and steadily stepped into the center.

This was followed by the powerful at the top, such as Taibaiyunsheng, the Great Turbulence, etc.

About half an hour later, the Black Army entered Wangting Fudi in full. The ice-cladder collapsed, and the tall gates of the vermilion closed slowly.

The golden aperture shrinks and dissipates in one piece.

“They're all in.” The bewitching magicians retracted their helpless and heartfelt gaze.

PS: The Ancestry of Man is really hard to write... just one chapter today, it has taken my energy all day, killing my countless brain cells. Hope you like it!