Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

Dead leaves, dead insects, and a continuous heat wave swept across the wasteland.

Another year of severe drought.

The continuous rain clouds of migratory locusts have long since left, leaving only a piece of white land and corpses.

Ye Qiu lay in the hole he dug for a long time. When the yellow sand blown by the wind covered half of his body, his eyes were so dry that he could not move. The dead trees beside him that had all their bark peeled off creaked. Then, as if he was about to stop, an extremely pure and extremely strong unwillingness suddenly rose up in his heart, burning like a raging fire.

——Why!

He clenched the sand with his fists and struggled to support himself. A low and angry voice sounded, as if he had carried out his life's will: Why should I die like this?!

Even if he had dug his own grave a long time ago, even if he knew that all the villages, towns and estates within a hundred miles of this area did not have any food, even if he knew that there had been no rain in this suburban county for three months.

Even though he knew that the food provided for disaster relief by the imperial court had long been pocketed by various yamen, even though he knew that the imperial army's army to suppress the victims had stopped at the border of Shengzhou, even though he knew that even if he continued to live, he would still be a servant of the landlord's family in the village. Not having enough to eat all day long, they could only work without complaint and be beaten and scolded.

Even though Ye Qiu had long known that no matter how unwilling he was, no matter how angry he was, no matter how ugly he struggled, he would most likely die.

Ye Qiu still doesn't want to die.

It's not that you can't accept death.

He just didn't want to die so insignificant, so ridiculous.

He was born into this world, absolutely not to die like this!

Using all the remaining strength in his body, he crawled out of the grave he dug for himself, hoping to die with dignity and look good.

With a sallow complexion and skinny muscles, he was crawling on the ground like a young man with no doubt of a skeleton. His ears were buzzing, as if he could hear the chirping of insects, which aroused the hunger in his belly, making Ye Qiu almost impatiently grab a piece of meat on the ground. Put the corpse of a small insect into your mouth and chew it.

Accompanied by tinnitus, it felt like I had really eaten a big insect full of juice.

He ate dead leaves, dead insects, and didn't let go of anything... Yes, the locust's body was still poisonous even if it was dead, and it couldn't satisfy hunger at all, but so what? In the continuous years of famine, people can eat even soil, and their children can be exchanged for others. Even if the result is death from abdominal distension and the loss of children and grandchildren, wouldn't it be the same for someone to eat?

This is the real red land, a vast white land after the locusts have passed by. Ye Qiu has long known that he is about to face death. He is just struggling to relieve the pain of hunger as much as possible - to relieve this long-term pain before death. pain.

Those who had a surplus of food at home would have left long ago, and those who did not have a surplus of food would have died long ago. Ye Qiu was only lucky to be alive now. He dug up a corpse in the land of the landlord he was a servant of. It must have been a few days ago. The servant who was beaten to death, he was vaguely familiar with the face of the corpse.

In short, it was impossible for the landlord's family to take a corpse with them when they fled famine, which gave Ye Qiu a chance to survive.

But now, even if he commits such evil obstacles, he still cannot escape the final outcome.

In the desperate situation of being unable to move, Ye Qiu had no intention of accepting the arrival of death calmly. He grabbed the soil, crawled on the ground and screamed, until he had no more strength and could only stop slumped, his limbs twisted and limp on the ground.

This look was completely opposite to what Ye Qiu wanted to die beautiful and dignified.

More than ten years later, when someone rebuilds the village here, will those people think of my struggle at this time when they see my bones?

In a daze, before Ye Qiu died, a thought that made him deeply sad suddenly appeared in his mind: No, it won't happen... They would never have thought of it. My corpse is just blocking the road. Trash will only be kicked away.

For a long time, or for a moment.

In the darkness of unknown time, Ye Qiu, who was almost unconscious, heard some movements and fragments of sounds.

It was the sound of a team's steps that shook the earth, and it was the sporadic but rapid exchanges of several people.

He's still a kid.

A dry and firm voice sounded: Boss, maybe we still have enough food?

No, not because of the kids.

Another low and gentle voice said: There has been a severe drought for half a year, and there is no one living within three hundred miles of the center of Shengzhou, but he still insists on living.

He wants to live, we have to let him live.

When the lips came into contact with the warm water, the water had a bit of rancid smell. It had a unique taste after being kept in a leather bag for too long and being roasted by the hot sun. But as long as it was water, it was sweeter than anything else.

After wandering in a groggy dream for a long time, Ye Qiu opened his eyes again and saw a group of people in simple clothes cheering together and heard the sound of joy.

There's water, there's water!

There is indeed a spring here, we dug out water!

Then, water gushed out, and the soaring mist was still cool under the scorching sun. Water droplets whose appearance had long been forgotten fell on his face, making the young man confused and didn't know where he was. He couldn't help but reach out and touch his forehead, only to feel It was cold.

After waking up, Ye Qiu naturally joined such a group of people. A few days later, he also figured out the origins of these benefactors who saved his life.

A severe drought in Shengzhou has caused millions of victims to flee, which has caused chaos in the world. Rebels have emerged one after another. Now the imperial court has no time to provide disaster relief. It is deploying troops from all directions to guard the capital (ji) to deal with the back and forth conquests of rebels and rebels from all over the world. On the contrary, no one cares about Shengzhou, a land full of bones.

With no one to take care of them and no food aid, in order to survive, the remaining victims of the disaster in Shengzhou always need to find a way to survive on their own. Although this Yongquan Army calls itself a rebel army, it is actually just a group of strange people with relevant knowledge gathered together. Together, we look for the rare water eyes in this drought-ridden land, open springs for water, and just rely on them to survive.

You can ask me to dig a well.

After the tall and thin man in charge diagnosed Ye Qiu's symptoms, he smiled and said: You are just hungry, there is no big problem, your health is very good.

You don't have anywhere to go now, why not follow us so you can have some water to drink.

Um.

No, it was impossible to refuse, so Ye Qiu naturally joined in.

It has to be said that the life of the Yongquan Army is indescribable. The so-called water eye is only temporary and will change at any time with the changes in Shengzhou's ground. At most, it can only relieve hunger and thirst temporarily, but it cannot really relieve the drought for a long time.

On weekdays, Yongquan Military Supplies surveyed everywhere, crossing wilderness and wasteland, climbing mountains and ridges. The most uncomfortable thing was that it was too late to find the water hole, and the earth veins changed again, and all the results of the previous surveys were in vain.

Even when he was working as a slave in the landowner's house, Ye Qiu had never been so tired. He was young, and his comrades in the army still took care of him and would not really let him go into the mountains with the army. However, they still had to wash and prepare clothes for other seniors on weekdays and help out. , If he hadn't done this before at the landlord's house, he would really be in a hurry.

But Ye Qiu is very happy.

It’s not just about being able to drink water, chew grass, and survive.

It's even more because everyone in the Yongquan Army would say thank you to him after a hard day's work.

This is enough.

In the past year, Ye Qiu has done everything from chopping firewood to cooking, washing clothes and boiling water. Everyone in the army was also happy to teach Ye Qiu how to read and digitize, and took him with him to explore the mountains, identify the qi, and recognize the earth's veins.

This is a hard but happy day, like a person's day.

A year later, hot and humid sea breeze swept from south to north, Shengzhou ushered in the long-awaited heavy rain, and vitality began to reappear. As the origin of countless disaster victims, vegetation reappeared in Shengzhou, but the chaotic world still did not exist. put down.

But the Yongquan Army was disbanded.

In the final analysis, they are just a group of hungry people thirsty for water. Since the dew has fallen from the sky, there is no need for springs to bloom from the ground.

Many strange people said goodbye to each other. Everyone came to bow deeply in front of the leader who claimed to be the well digger, and even knelt down to worship. The man accepted the bow, but never wanted others to kneel to him. If others knelt, he would They also knelt down and worshiped each other.

But when it came to Ye Qiu, the thin man calmly accepted his kneeling, but then quickly helped him up.

We saved your life. If you kneel to me, you should kneel to other people in the army.

Dijing said: This kneeling is to repay the grace of saving my life. If you are willing to kneel, I can bear it.

But after kneeling down now, Xiaoye, you are not allowed to kneel down again. You stand upright as a human being. You managed to survive. In the future, you should live and die as a human being.

The man's teachings were thoughtful and thoughtful, as if he were trying to condense many of his future words into one.

I know.

Ye Qiu looked around, the spring breeze was passing through the fields, the grass was flying, the world was returning to spring, the insects were faintly chirping, the leaves were rustling, and the bones and dead trees in the fields would also turn into new people and new shoots.

This two-year drought, the famine that killed millions of people, the chaos that swept the world and destabilized the country, was nothing more than an accidental change for the entire world, a temperature relapse in the Little Ice Age.

In other words, it was the most trivial of accidents.

Of course, he didn't know that at the time.

At this moment, the young man said: But I want to continue to follow Mr.

Dijing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, Then follow.

The reason why the Yongquan Army was disbanded was naturally that there was no longer a severe drought in Shengzhou, but in addition, there was another reason, which was that the leader, Mr. Chujing, had no intention of giving up that way of life.

Shengzhou is located in a fertile land in the Central Plains. A severe drought will naturally cause many casualties. But conversely, if there were springs in the long-term dry land in the northwest, would it be possible to reclaim a lot of wasteland and save many lives?

I have this ability, so I just have to do something!

Ye Qiu still remembered Mr. Dijing's talk. The thin man's eyes were bright and he had no intention of stopping there. Since there was no drought here and no help was needed, he went to the dry land to save people. In the final analysis, since he had this idea of ​​searching for the earth's veins , the ability to open springs should be used to help others.

If it weren't for Mr. Dijing's personality, the Yongquan Army wouldn't be able to be formed, and if it weren't for Mr. Digging's personality, the Yongquan Army wouldn't be disbanded.

After all, not everyone plans to spend their whole life digging wells. Since they can survive, why bother working as hard as before?

Ye Qiu longed for the lifestyle of digging wells. He was unwilling to die an ordinary death. Even though he struggled uglyly and dug the soil with twisted hands and feet, he was unwilling to accept the ending quietly. This inner fire that never went out burned in his heart. His chest allows him to endure all hardships.

——But if you can die in the middle of digging a well, or die while helping other people, you may be worthy of this life.

The fire in his heart was willing to be extinguished by the well water, so Ye Qiu followed Mr. Well Dig and followed him to the northwest.

This is seven years.

In seven years, some of those who followed Mr. Well Dig left and others joined. They opened 23 geyser holes and four oasis wells in the northwest wilderness. Countless people are alive, and they are revered by countless desert people in the northwest. He is worshiped as a reborn benefactor, and a living shrine has even been built to enshrine his name.

Most of the people who left were because of this. Since they have been treated as honored guests by the desert people, why should they continue to endure the wind and sand in this desert?

Of course, there are also people who want to capture this group of well diggers and make them dig wells only for themselves, but due to various reasons, they have not succeeded, and the well diggers are still digging wells.

Seven years have passed by in a flash, and the boy has become a man. Ye Qiu is still following Mr. Well Digging, and under his guidance, he has learned all the magic tricks of finding earth veins, identifying the weather, digging wells to explore veins, and digging mountains and unloading mountains. technique.

gentlemen.

When walking in the desert, looking for the water eye of the sand sea, Ye Qiu couldn't help but ask a few questions to the well digger, and this time the question was especially big: I really have a problem that I don't understand.

Digging said: Ask.

Ye Qiu, who was tall and had a firm look on his face, thought for a while and then said: This magic of yours can not only open springs, but also change the earth's veins and change the energy of the sky. It doesn't matter if you say it can call the wind and rain. But... I did it to follow Mr., because following Mr. makes me feel at ease, so I came all the way here and worked tirelessly.

But are you really willing, sir? Although he has such extraordinary magical powers, he only digs wells. If he wants to save people, wouldn't it be even more important to become a national preceptor, a guardian, or even... an emperor? Convenient and faster?

I have been running around in this northwest land for seven years. I can save at most hundreds of thousands of people. No matter how many more people I save, it is impossible to exceed a million. And the world is in endless chaos and war. If we don't calm down, life will be ruined. , the death must not stop!

But if the world can be pacified, and this method can be spread widely, so that the world does not have to be drought for a long time, and the weather in all directions is smooth, wouldn't it be possible for billions of people to live, and even more so for me to dig a well here?!

He usually has been wondering for a long time. He doesn't express it quickly, but when he does, he will ask questions in succession.

The world can learn from this. Ye Qiu is not interested in glory and wealth, nor is he interested in fame and wealth. He really wants to save all suffering sentient beings and bring peace to the world, so he dares to ask questions.

The thin man listened quietly, and when he heard the end, he not only sighed: ... Xiaoye has grown up, you really have a world in your heart, even more than me.

Lowering his eyes, the man stared at the yellow sandy land under his feet. His gaze penetrated the dust, rock crust, and went straight into the veins of the sky and the earth. For a moment, even Ye Qiu beside him could hear it, as if there was a long and turbulent river. It is rushing between heaven and earth, but if you think about it carefully, you can only hear the sound of your own blood pumping in your body. You only feel that you are heaven and earth, and the whole world is just one person.

Mr. Well Digging said: We will talk about the rest later. This well digging technique cannot be widely spread, but it is actually for the benefit of future generations.

When people prick their mouths, they bleed, and when the earth digs wells, water comes out. We go looking for the springs of the earth's veins, dig wells and holes, and what we do is the things that prick people and bleed. This is especially true for Yi Tian's ventilation.

If all the people in the world are like me, just like a person's body temperature will be hot and cold, and the whole body will be bleeding and infected, in the distant future, people will die and the world will be destroyed. Isn't it our fault?

Raising his eyes, Mr. Dijing looked at Ye Qiu who was thinking: Why do you think I taught you this method?

Because...I have been firmly following Mr. for so many years? Ye Qiu stuttered.

It's because you really want to help people that you were able to hold back seven years before asking me this question.

Dijing said: People who really want to help people will not help people randomly, and naturally they will not use this magic technique randomly.

Ye Qiu couldn't help but be convinced. It was fine that he didn't know before. Now that he vaguely understood his teacher's thoughts, he would naturally think carefully about how to use this power.

After seeing Ye Qiu understand, the thin man said calmly: As for why I don't go to quell the troubled times, first of all, I don't know how to lead troops to fight, and I don't know how to govern the country... Of course, these are all excuses. After all, we were There are also a group of talents in the Yongquan Army. After they left the Yongquan Army, they are now conquering various places, and each has signs of dragon prosperity.

If you can lead them and make good use of them, even a rogue can become an emperor.

But I didn't do it just because I couldn't.

Ye Qiu was startled. People in the world are always unwilling to admit that they can't do anything. Even if they admit it, they are reluctant. At least they should sigh. However, the gentleman's tone is calm, even with a slight smile. This is Rarely tight.

Seeing Ye Qiu's expression, he knew what he was thinking. Mr. Dijing shook his head slightly: You kid, it's normal that you can't do anything. It's like a person who will die. Why bother to frown and sigh for this?

With that said, he took a step forward, and yellow sand splashed under his feet, floating in the wind like a scattered cloud, and the man seemed to be walking on the clouds.

Once life is born, it has its own destination.

When a living creature is born into the world, the shadow of death follows it.

Xiaoye, you have experienced severe drought and famine in Shengzhou. You know that in the face of survival, no matter who it is, the landlord or the county magistrate, they all have to bow their heads and pray for food - they usually live very well, but at that time Just be equal to us.”

What if it is not a severe drought, but heavy rain, hail, wind, earthquake, or flood? In this world, all living beings are equal in the face of death.

Walking into the distance, the man said loudly: It's just like me - I seem to know a lot, I understand a lot, and I can enlighten a child like you who is born smart, but I will also die.

Everyone will die. Life is not a sacred and immortal thing. It will dissipate when encountering any disaster.

Zujing stared at the sun in front of him and said seriously: If it wants to disperse, it should disperse.

Ye Qiu vaguely recalled the sounds he heard back then, and he recalled those words.

[No, not because of the children]

[He wants to live, we have to let him live. 】

so.

The boy back then and the man now couldn't help but murmur: If he doesn't want to leave...

Dijing smiled and clapped his hands: Then we shouldn't leave.

Ye Qiu clenched his fists. Although he still didn't fully understand why Mr. Digging didn't save the world, he understood why he wanted to help others.

He suddenly felt that the fire in his heart was burning hotter than before.

The thin man stopped, turned around, and patted Ye Qiu on the shoulder: You finally understand, Xiaoye.

Helping those who want to live, this is our purpose.

“Even if those who drank the water forgot those who dug the well, I would be satisfied if they survived.”

As for those people who want to die, who are killing each other, who are fighting for the world, and who are suffering for this... they cannot let their neighbors look at each other, hear the sounds of chickens and dogs, and the people cannot be harmed. Aristocrats and bureaucrats, merchants and farmers, hungry people and good people, warlords and families... The conflict in the world has reached this point, so we can only kill them.

There's nothing we can do to save them...There's nothing we can do.

Speaking of this, Zujing couldn't help but sigh, but it was only for a moment. He quickly turned his head, restored his original calm, and continued on his way: Unless you can do anything, you can't do anything. This is nonsense, and it is The truth is, we are just helpless people, forcing ourselves to save the common people... Why should the common people suffer that we need to save them?

And Ye Qiu continued to accompany him.

The reputation of well diggers in the northwest is getting bigger and bigger, but the number of them is getting smaller and smaller. First, because of the years of hard work, the old people really can't keep up. Second, most of the water holes that are easy to dig have been cultivated. There is already quite a buzz, and most of the remaining water eyes are deep in the desert. If they are opened, no one may live there, so it is of little significance.

The third and final point is that the new central court has unified the world, and this remote corner of the northwest is also within its future unified scope. The court has heard of the reputation of the well diggers, just like all the princes in the past who wanted to monopolize the well diggers. Like a noble person, I hope to use this power for my own use.

There are some people who are not afraid of hardships, but there are really very few people who are not afraid of difficult and dangerous things. In the end, only Ye Qiu and Mr. Tujing, the master and disciple, were left.

Fortunately, Ye Qiu is indeed very talented. Mr. Well Dig's magic is even better in his hands. He can use the power of heaven and earth to dig veins, dig holes and create springs, and even shape the spirits of heaven and earth without even using manpower. , transformed into various magical powers and spells that only exist in legends, are actually miraculous magic that made Mr. Ling also exclaimed. He repeatedly lamented that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the new generation is better than the predecessors.

Ye Qiu and Mr. Tujing did not know at that time that such a person, among all the worlds in the world, can be regarded as the ancestor of a resurgence of the Tao lineage. He is the person who inherits the past from the sages, opens up a new way for the future, and truly forges the extraordinary road. The Taoist did not originate from it, but it became widely spread because of it. It is no longer a shamanic ritual, but a true Taoist magical power.

If the ancestor of Kaikai can be called ‘Yuanshi’, then he can be called ‘Hongshi’.

After all, Mr. Dijing was getting old, and there were people following him. When he was exhausted and fainted on the mountain during a search for dragons and pulses, Ye Qiu sent the teacher to the desert tribe in the oasis to recuperate. He indeed surpassed Master, you can find the spring by yourself without the help of others, so Mr. Dig can rest assured that he can do it alone.

The world is at peace. We can rest now even if we have no choice.

Sir, you can rest, but I can still work for decades more.

In the past, Ye Qiu wanted to let the teacher pay homage to his life. Now that Mr. Digging can rest, he is naturally a little happy. However, even without the teacher's care, he is still cautious. He only really sees someone who needs a spring. He would only come to the rescue if the well was alive, and he was highly respected, almost becoming a local living legend.

However, when Ye Qiu returned from digging a well one time, he did not see his teacher. However, the desert tribes around the oasis said that more than ten days ago, Mr. Digging the well could not bear the loneliness, so he left the tribe and went deep into the desert. Searching for earth veins everywhere. There was nothing wrong with this answer, but Ye Qiu noticed that the words of these deserters were inconsistent, their eyes flickered, and their tone of voice was hesitant and unclear, so he immediately became suspicious.

After repeated questioning, the tribesmen changed their story and said that the new imperial court in the Central Plains sent troops to ask for Mr. Well Digger. They were defeated and could only watch them take Mr. Well away.

Ye Qiu was furious and panicked for a moment. He and his husband had settled in the northwest for more than ten years and had countless living people. They were the greatest contributors to the prosperity of the northwest today. These desert people actually allowed the new imperial court to take away Mr. Dijing. They were simply ungrateful. The teacher is indeed old and frail, but it's not like he has developed new magical powers, so he can't resist at all.

But after getting angry, he recalled his teacher's teachings and knew that blaming these tribesmen was meaningless. After all, if the tribesmen didn't hand over the teacher, there might be another loss of life, with many casualties. He always prefers to save others first, so he might as well go on his own. of.

So Ye Qiu suppressed his anger and asked which direction the court's team was heading. At worst, he would go and rescue his husband personally.

When it comes to supernatural powers, he is not afraid of any mortal army at all. The magic in his hands can only explore the earth's veins, but he can manipulate the energy of heaven and earth to perform the deeds of immortals and gods in the myths of the past.

But when asked, the tribesmen still hesitated and couldn't tell the whereabouts of the imperial team. Now Ye Qiuke really became suspicious. He asked again and again, and even used ruthless tactics to arrest the leader of the local tribe. He got up and hung in the sky, and then he learned the truth.

It turns out that the emperor of the new court in the Central Plains is a strange man who came out of the Yongquan Army in the past. He knows the magic of Mr. Digging the Well, and like Ye Qiu in the past, he wants to use it on the country and the country, so that the heaven and earth will be eternal for generations. Therefore, he repeatedly begged Mr. Dijing to come out, but he refused again and again, which made the new emperor furious, and then ordered a reward. Whoever can bring Mr. Dijing to come will be granted the title of king with a different surname in the northwest and the autonomous land of the three states.

Although the northwest is poor and arid, the land of the Three Continents is also vast, and some people are willing to take action. In recent days, many strange people have indeed come to the northwest, and there are also many locals from the northwest who have responded. Although Mr. Dijing is a pedantic man, in the end He was still a human being, and he trusted other people too much, so he was drugged by a familiar tribesman.

Being controlled by others and never willing to be forced to do anything, the husband committed suicide a few days ago.

When Mr. Digging the Well died, the tribesmen were naturally panicked. They were afraid of being held accountable by the Central Plains court, and they were also afraid of Ye Qiu, a gentleman and disciple, so they threw the body of Mr. Digging the Well into the depths of the desert. Now they don’t know whether it was eaten by wild animals or whether it was eaten by wild animals. Buried by yellow sand.

Not only that, what they told the court was that Ye Qiu kidnapped Mr. Digging and entered the desert, intending to draw the court's attention to Ye Qiu.

Hearing this, even though Ye Qiu's cultivation level was ten times better than that of his teacher, he couldn't help but feel dizzy and dizzy, almost falling to his knees. If he hadn't remembered what his teacher said in the past, 'You can't kneel to anyone anymore', Maybe he would really lie down on the ground and cry loudly to vent his frustration.

But even after he stabilized his body, the man felt as sad as if his heart had died, and he suddenly realized that everything he had learned and understood in the past was false.

It was the teacher who gave him dignity and personality. It was the teacher who told him why the world was so miserable and how he should use his power to save more people.

And it is such people who died because of the people they were supposed to save and did save.

——The teacher often said that curing diseases saves people, but why couldn’t he save himself? The glory and wealth in this world are as bitter as poison. Although they have received all kinds of kindness, these rescued desert people can still betray their benefactors. Are they really worthy of being saved? Does the teacher’s hard work for so many years really mean anything?

At that time, Ye Qiu was crawling beside the well of the oasis dug by his teacher and him. There were green grass and trees in the northwest where the land was originally covered with yellow sand, and there were even farmland. It was all thanks to the work of Yongquan and his team, but none of this could make people awe. , the man fell into a trance for a moment, and his memory returned to more than ten years ago, when he was still a servant of the landlord in the village.

The landlord bullied and beat me, and the maids and grooms often humiliated me. Even the other tenants of the landlord's family often ridiculed me. After all, I was just an orphan without a father and mother. If I was bullied, I would be bullied. What else could I do?

During the famine, the rich ran away with their belongings, but what could other poor people do to survive? Ye Qiu was beaten to the ground by a farmer next door and robbed of all the food he had saved. Otherwise, he was ultimately a servant of a landlord. How could he really have no spare food left and could only eat corpses?

No one in the village looked down upon him, and everyone could make fun of him. No matter rich or poor, he was so disgusting.

In this world, there seem to be few people worth saving.

——But Ye Qiu still went to save him.

He endured the pain in his heart. The man did not vent his anger on the tribesmen in these oases. He knew very well that the people in the northwest were uneducated and were simply barbarians who did not understand justice. They could not be expected to understand morality and morality, and only put interests first.

It was their fault that they punished people without teaching them. They just dug wells to save people without educating them or telling them what etiquette and morality were. That's why they ended up like this.

If you make a mistake, you must correct it. From today on, Ye Qiu will take on the responsibility of educating people.

However, if the people in the northwest desert are like this, is it possible that the imperial court is also an uneducated and ignorant person?

today.

So Ye Qiu said: All the people in the northwest desert will obey my orders.

After a pause, for a moment, the man seemed to hear the roaring sound of something huge again. The sound seemed like a vast river running endlessly between heaven and earth. But if he listened carefully, it seemed that he was angry and stirring in his heart. His bloodline brought a blazing fire, burning away all the hazy mist and well water.

He opened his mouth and wanted to make a sound. Some dewdrops splashed from the spring water next to him. The dewdrops splashed on his forehead, just like the comatose boy who was awakened by the cool and moist well water more than ten years ago. The touch of the splashing dewdrops when they broke was like There were bursts of thunder, and the constant dull thunder was like a warning, and it was also like a grand omen, announcing that something that had never appeared before was about to be born.

That was the voice of Hongshi. A power that existed before eternity, but that will show its power starting from today, will appear in the world because of one person.

But no matter what, now that you have made up your mind, you should do it.

Ye Qiu stretched out his hand, and suddenly thunder exploded in the sky, and clouds surged. The originally cloudless northwest world was immediately covered by thick dark clouds, with countless thunder snakes slithering in it, causing countless northwest desert people to tremble, kneel to the ground, and chant Praise, begging for mercy.

In the pouring rain, he uttered a cold and majestic voice that seemed not to have come from him at all: The new dynasty has gone against the grain and forced my master to death. It is also the benefactor who forced to death the people of the northwest desert. It is really irreconcilable. hatred.

Order all the troops and horses.

It's time to rebel.

Once the hero draws his sword, another ten years of calamity will befall the common people.

The desert people of the northwest went south to conquer the troubled times, conquering the Thirteen Prefectures along the way, causing the originally peaceful world to become chaotic again.

Ye Qiu didn't know whether what he did was right or not. There may be hundreds of thousands of people who were born because of him, but at least ten times as many people died because of him drawing his sword in anger. It was as if he had been single-mindedly digging wells before. The people who are saved are even more false.

Sometimes, Ye Qiu would be frightened, but the fanatical faces of those following him made Ye Qiu stunned. He originally thought that these northwest desert people, the people from various states who were conquered by him, would hate him for dragging them into the country. He was surrounded by war and chaos, but he never expected that after he performed magical arts and summoned wind and rain several times, he followed him fanatically like a god.

——How can a mortal king compare with an immortal king?

——We are not rebelling, we are actually upholding the will of heaven and earth and supporting the Immortal Court!

He was confused, but this time Mr. Digger didn't answer him.

You have to figure out the answer to the question yourself.

Either for the rights of the new dynasty in the future, or to have a glimpse of the direction of the world, or because he also wants to obtain such divine power. Even if Ye Qiu doesn't want to, the power of all people will push him to the throne.

In the face of this torrent, the mortal king is just a clown with a mantis' arm as a chariot. No matter how hard he resists, he will be captured by Ye Qiu in the high court of the palace and thrown into the fire to be burned to death.

That was also an old friend of the Yongquan Army.

Xiaoye, I should have known this...

When Ye Qiu pinched his neck and threw him into the fire, the gray-haired emperor was still smiling bitterly: If I had known, I would never have left the Yongquan Army or sir.

You should have been the emperor a long time ago. Why waste these twenty years and devote all your energy to conquering powerful enemies from all walks of life to become this completely useless bird emperor.

It's just a waste of effort.

Yeah?

Ye Qiu responded sadly, let go of his hand, and looked at this old acquaintance, the old emperor fell into the fire pit: But sir, he clearly said that there is no way to save them.

Staring at the old emperor burning to ashes in the fire, he recalled the turmoil caused by him along the way and why he had the confidence to cause such turmoil. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: Indeed, this time, I really couldn't save him. To people.”

He finally understood why the teacher said that.

Yes. Ye Qiu looked back and stared at the burning world.

He murmured: Why are the common people so miserable that we need to save them?

Ye Qiu never went against his teacher's instructions or his own heart. He was not disappointed by the death of Mr. Dijing. He was always saving people.

After the establishment of the Hongshi Immortal Dynasty, Ye Qiu did not keep his broom in his hands. Instead, he spread his skills widely and taught them to various state pastors who had tested their character, and gave them the magic of making wind and rain - this is really a great power to benefit all people, which has never been cultivated. People can never imagine what kind of joy the most suitable weather, predictable rain and harvest season can bring to a farm family, and what kind of wealth it can create.

There will be no more famines, no more droughts.

There are no natural disasters or catastrophes. Because of the suppression of the Immortal Lord Emperor, there will be no more turmoil in the world.

Ye Qiu is also an emperor who doesn't like to enjoy life very much, nor is he keen on luxurious women. Many ministers and generals under his command, as well as the various aristocratic families he relies on, also know that the emperor above them is not a force that can be checked or balanced. A doll that can be controlled remotely, unlike all the royal families in the past who could arm-wrestle and threaten, Ye Qiunai is the incarnation of this world, a 'fairy god' who is like a natural disaster.

And this immortal god has struck down many rich and unkind landlord families and warlords with evil businessmen. Now everyone knows who this natural disaster will befall. The rules are too clear, and it is impossible to pretend not to understand them.

There is nothing to pray for when you have been punished by God. Now that you are already prosperous and wealthy, don’t ask for more. God has already descended into the realm. Mortals like them should just be good people.

If Ye Qiu acted righteously and five million people died as a result, then he became the emperor and saved billions of people in the future.

But it’s just like what Mr. Well Digger said in the past.

Ye Qiu also noticed that as practitioners from all walks of life frequently changed the world, the rivers in the entire world were becoming more and more unstable... This river, which he could hear the sound of rushing as soon as he closed his eyes, maybe It is the spiritual vein of this world. It is precisely because he can listen to the movements of this world and grasp the flow of this spiritual vein that he can surpass Mr. Dijing and become a practitioner and immortal god in the true sense.

This world is still too small. Even if we explore the distant frontiers that the imperial court has never reached, it is only a land with a radius of 250,000 miles. It is really small and pitiful. The celestial phenomenon of the replacement of practitioners is getting more and more feedback. If there are too many, it will cause more and more flooding and changes in the river. At that time, the world may really be destroyed in one fell swoop, and everyone you save will die as a result.

At that time, should we save people or kill people?

The teacher said that if a person wants to live, he must be allowed to live. But what if if a person wants to live, it will endanger the lives of other people? Could it be that, like the gentleman in the past, he could only stand on the sidelines and ignore it, letting the two sides fighting for the right to live decide between life and death?

Are all sentient beings really worth saving like this? They are obviously so despicable. Even if they are educated, not everyone is a gentleman or a saint. They all know etiquette and morality, but they will still lie and do evil. Even if they read moral books thoroughly, they will still commit crimes for their own selfish desires.

Ye Qiu didn't know the answer to this question, and he had no one to ask.

He just kept the faith.

When a family is corrupted, he punishes it.

If the minister does evil, he will demote him.

The market farmers were greedy, and he went to educate them.

Generation after generation of people have died, and the new ones will always forget their lessons. Just like those who betrayed Mr. Dig the Well in the past, there is always an endless stream of people who forget their loyalty for the sake of petty gains. The world is always going through cycles, even if Ye Qiu is at the top. The throne overlooks the world, and goes deep into all sentient beings to regulate things, but it can never be solved once and for all.

And just as Mr. Digging the Well said, thousands of years have passed, and the current group of people have long forgotten who the founders of those wells and oases were in the past.

He can only continue to practice and make as few moves as possible to adjust the balance of heaven and earth.

It wasn't until one day that he truly understood what immortality was, and the newly born Immortal God stepped out of his own world and came to the boundless void sea.

Emperor Hongshi stood on the boundary sea with his hands behind his hands. He raised his eyes and looked at the endless stars in the frozen void. He could see the vast cracks spanning the entire multiverse, and he could see the dark and winding lines like a The long river is flowing, endless and never-ending.

There is no end to the aura in the multiverse. You only need to dispatch the endless aura in the void to enter the world. As long as you, the strong one, take the place of the weak world to nourish and help the small world that cannot take care of itself to digest, then no matter how many practitioners cast spells, replace Heaven and earth can easily bear it... Yes, my hometown is too weak, so even practitioners cannot bear it.

And you can help it.

Feeling relieved, he breathed a sigh of relief after finding a solution, and then looked around the multiverse from a relaxed perspective.

Then, he couldn't help frowning and staring.

The strange man and stranger in the past is now the master of a world, but when he realizes that there are also many lives in the stars of those worlds, they are also experiencing pain, they are also suffering from disasters in the world, and when they die due to various reasons, he He couldn't help but feel his soul trembling.

He heard the cries and saw the tears.

Again, He heard the sound of rushing water.

In the countless glittering brilliance of the ice-condensed void, it is vaguely visible that there seems to be an endless Milky Way rushing through the multiverse, flowing along the dark cracks. It can be said that the void is like paper, the long river is like a pen, and a stroke of It outlines an endless deep abyss valley, and the tears of countless sentient beings fill it, surging and surging, washing out a valley of tears in this boundless void.

He once again heard the sound of the endlessly flowing river. The sound resonated with his blood, as if he was listening to the pace of his own heart, and the blood flowing out was as hot as a flame.

【I see】

At this moment, Ye Qiu finally realized that in the distant past, the sound of the rushing river he had heard under the guidance of Mr. Digging the well, and the sound of the surging river he had heard when he learned that the teacher was dead, were simply the same thing. The sound of tears flowing from my heart to the earth.

That is the voice of His heart.

So, Emperor Hongshi whispered his oath: [As expected]

【I have to save them】

After a long time.

——Hongshi Upper Realm——

There are almost no gorgeous and extravagant decorations in the majestic and vast palace hall. You can only see the mysterious lines of interlaced crystal lattice on the floor of the hall, which is mainly made of rocks, glittering and translucent in the darkness without any candlelight. , spreading towards the distance.

You can vaguely see that in the deepest part of this hall, there are majestic metal pillars supporting the towering dome. They are so majestic that they can shake the entire universe. The energy of endless stars spreads through them, stimulating in the darkness. There were hazy auras like water mist, in which there were many intertwined rune arrays that spread like spider webs and were uncertain.

And in the center of all these runic textures and large formations, a square chair, no different from the dining table chairs in ordinary people's homes, was suspended in the air, standing quietly, and it was difficult for the stars to release many explosions. Rivaling divine power.

A man who looks quite young, but is extremely old and tired is sitting on the seat floating in the air. He has black hair and red eyes, and his eyes are tired, but there is a faint flame flickering in his eyes, soft and soft. The warm light radiated from his eyes. Although it was weak, it made the endless darkness around him retreat.

His Majesty.

At this moment, a Taoist figure could be seen rushing towards him. The aura around this Taoist figure was surging, almost in harmony with the sky, enough to be called an immortal. However, in front of the young-looking man, this immortal was also frightened and knelt on the ground to ask for instructions. : There is a rebellion in the Bai Fang Realm, strange winds, and intelligence from the two realms of Yigu also shows that the great history of Fengjiang intends to seize the '艨艟 savior boat' and separate one side... It is said that there are [Tianfeng] and [Tianfeng] behind these two realms. Xuan Ren] The support of the two worlds...

Your Majesty, the void is suddenly changing and turmoil is about to arise. There are still many great realms in the heavens and realms spying on us!

【Don't kneel】

When the man asked for instructions, he naturally knelt down, but just like every time in the past, he heard a tired and calm voice coming from the simple throne: [I have said it so many times, stand up]

So the Taoist stood up in a hurry, but he will probably kneel down next time when he reports.

But that’s what will happen next time. After waiting for a while, the Taoist heard the instructions from the man on the throne: [The rebellion in Bai Fang Realm is because the Jie State Shepherd does not consider the people. If we really do it If it is good enough, how can anyone rebel and cause chaos? No matter what, he was wrong and needs to reflect and punish him]

[I will personally inquire about the process of changing the position of Baifang Jiezhou Shepherd. As for the Yigu Realm of the Qifeng Realm, the people are innocent, but the ambassador is greedy for profit. I have seen it a lot... I ordered the Chengtian Southern Army to defeat them, and threw their corpses into the ruins. I will personally control the legal system. See if you regret it after 100,000 years, and then unblock it depending on the situation]

The emperor murmured softly, but the majesty contained in it made the Taoist on the side tremble: [As for the mastermind behind the scenes... I will personally conquer the two realms of Tianfeng, Xuanren and Ren soon. Two old ghosts, they are waiting for my arrival, and I can’t bear it]

【I have to save them】

After waiting for a while, the Taoist made sure that the person sitting on the seat was no longer talking, and then he cautiously spoke again: There is one more thing that I need to report.

【explain】

There was no impatience in this voice, but a gentle urging: [I still have time]

So the Taoist bowed and responded: Now, in more than thirty-five middle realms and one hundred and seventy-nine lower realms, the same bizarre theory has appeared... Its name is 'reform', which calls on the people to never be satisfied. The words of eternal improvement encourage residents from all walks of life not to be satisfied with what they have, but to constantly try to leap forward and try to be better.

After learning more about it, we found that there is nothing dark and gloomy about this thought. On the contrary, it is indeed as stated in its propaganda. It is a noble and righteous way, encouraging people to discover their own shortcomings, change themselves, change past mistakes, and constantly review One's own shortcomings, and then create a new and better version of yourself... Because there are no hidden dangers, there are many followers.

Although there is nothing too unusual at present, the fact that this kind of thought appeared in many worlds at almost the same time is really like a test before the invasion of Hedao Supreme from the past few great worlds. After we knew it, we did not dare to continue to pry, so we could only be the first to It's time to report to His Majesty.

After finishing speaking, the Taoist bowed deeply and waited for His Majesty's decision.

【I know】

But the man on the throne said something softly, which made the Taoist suddenly tremble. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the existence on the throne.

At this moment, the man with black hair and red eyes looked into the distance with gentle eyes. His gaze passed through the vast void, heading towards the other end of the multiverse that even a powerful Hedao man could not see with all his eyes. It was pure and blazing: [ He is also someone who wants to save people]

With that said, Emperor Hongshi stood up slowly. He stood up from his humble seat. Just this movement made the whole world shake.

It can be seen that in the void, a gigantic star, like a blazing ball of light, is swaying like a flat boat in a river because of the heavy weight it carries. Shaking and shaking violently.

The man looked into the distance, and after a long time, He spoke: [Unfortunately, it is just another side road that causes the heaven and earth to tremble, causing all the people to attack each other, and causing chaos for the common people]

[If all living beings want to live, they must let them live. If all living beings want to disperse, of course they must allow them to disperse.]

[Spontaneous innovation and never-ending enthusiasm are so noble and arrogant]

As he said this, his red eyes seemed to reflect cities where sinners were judged, pits where seekers hesitated, and sinners sinking into the abyss of eternal calamity.

——The rules of judgment, the end of wandering, and the way forward for those who have no way forward.

The man saw that under the violet light, under the protection of the Dragon of Eternal Innovation, all living beings in all worlds will never end, and there will be no peace. Because of the existence of innovation, conquests and disasters will never end. hour.

The sound of rushing tears resounded in my heart again.

How miserable - even if there is no more turmoil in heaven and earth, all living beings will be enemies of themselves and will never have rest.

So He firmly said: [He is wrong]

[I have to save him and save the worlds under his command]

Men believe so strongly.

at the same time.

——Seal the universe——

Saint Taishi and Su Zhou, the incarnation of innovation, walked on the edge of the great world. The light spots of endless spiritual energy in the void paved the way under their feet, turning into a long and endless road.

【IMHO】

The Holy Lord said softly: [Why do you... want to create Zhu Ritian? This creates a whole small universe. Even if all the powerful Hedao experts join forces, it is difficult to shape it. It is better for you to shape it alone and control it freely, so as not to let the other unwilling Hedao powerhouses control it. Permissions]

[And if you want to build it, you should do it quickly, otherwise, it will be troublesome for those Hedao people to plot some conspiracy]

The young man with black hair and blue eyes smiled and replied: After I reshape the great seal, the cracks in this universe will disappear, and the world created by then will be more perfect. I think this is my responsibility to all sentient beings in the future. .”

And the police station is naturally not the police station of my family, but the police station of all sentient beings in the multiverse. Not only these Hedao, but all Hedao who are willing to join, I will let them leave their mark on Zhuritian. , I just have the naming rights.”

[Good idea, but difficult]

The Holy Lord was already familiar with Su Zhou's character. It would be better to say that the young man's character was simple and easy to understand. He couldn't help but sigh: Speaking of which, why did you bother to create a police station? You don’t need others to report you to know about the sufferers in many worlds. You are the closest to the torrent and the powerful person in all realms. You know what you see, so why bother?]

Different.

Su Zhou looked at the many world stars rotating in the distance, staring at the universes floating in the void. He could see the cries of all living beings and hear the sorrow of all living things.

He can hear and see that there is an endless, never-ending river that is surging in the multiverse. This river is a river of tears condensed by endless sorrow and suffering. As long as life is born, it will There are no tears due to suffering. This endless sorrow can never be exhausted even if great love is used to redeem it.

Listening to the endless flow of the river, Su Zhou seemed to be listening to his own heartbeat. After a long time, he smiled slightly, shook his head and whispered: Why is it so hard for the heaven to give birth to me in this world? I will never have peace.

After hearing this voice, how could I resist trying to save him?

He opened his arms to the multiverse, as if to embrace everything: But it is too arrogant to act randomly. Who knows whether I am saving people or harming people? Am I right? How can I assert the truth of everything? From I really learned something from Yala.

So, wait until Zhu Zhoutian is created.

Spreading his hands, Su Zhou calmly said under the astonished gaze of Saint Taishi: If sentient beings need to be rescued, they will think of calling the police. And sentient beings are not innocent, and there are also many unruly people who do not follow education. , is vicious and selfish, has done many evil things, cannot be trusted, and there are countless people who report false police reports.

There are even many people who will betray the people who helped them... If such people just cry and pray, what can they trust?

As for the police, patrols need to collect clues and intelligence before making arrests. Those who sentence people cannot freely testify as they like and decide who is evil. They will not listen to the words of the person who called the police. Instead, they will repeatedly question and question.

Turning his head, he looked at Saint Taishi, the former demon-eating lord. Now the young man smiled brightly: Understand, this is the rule, the law. This is the right way.

——I will establish my mind for the heaven and the earth, establish my destiny for the living and the people, carry on the unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations.

Holy Lord Taishi can hear such a voice.

He couldn't help but bow his head slightly to show respect.

Su Zhou also turned around and continued to stare at the multiverse.

He whispered: This is what I want to do and what I can do.

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