Abusive text substitutes to cultivate ruthless way

The leaves of the sycamore tree fell silently.

Mu Zhi suddenly felt that the human heart was really hard to understand.Even after a hundred years, he still couldn't figure it out.

If Gu Lingyun liked him, why did he treat him so coldly and seriously on Changming Peak.

If Gu Lingyun didn't like him, why did he chase after him all the way to Dongmo, abandoning his status and even his life.

Mu Zhi didn't understand it before, but now that he's gone through all this, he doesn't understand it even more.

Is this what humans "like"?

It's different from what Mu Zhi imagined.

For him, the emotion of "like" is fiery and bright, and he can speak out what is in his heart openly.

Like a person, hate a person is clearly shown.

But Gu Lingyun's liking is completely different.

He is reserved and reserved, silent, and sometimes makes people doubt whether he really likes her.

If the identities were exchanged, Mu Zhi would only use his sincerity and passion to soften the ruthless frost, and use his true feelings to break through the ruthless way.

But Gu Lingyun wouldn't do that.He is too rational, considered all aspects, and after weighing the pros and cons, he chose to use his own life to make up for the flaws of the ruthless way.

For him, this is the best choice.

— Weigh the pros and cons.

Mu Zhi rolled the word on the tip of his tongue again.

He is not Gu Lingyun.

It is impossible to be so rational, and it is impossible to measure everything.

He is just so soft hearted.

Mu Zhi blinked, and his vision gradually became hazy.

His eyes fell on a certain place in the void, and the scenes of the past flashed like a revolving lantern.

When we first met under the sycamore tree at the beginning, he lay on the branch and watched the fairy in white walking slowly.

Then there was the frost and snow on Changming Peak. He was trapped in the exquisite and gorgeous palace, looking at the empty sky every day, waiting for Gu Lingyun to return.

The final picture was frozen in the barren and vast desert yellow sand.Gu Lingyun looked at him, his voice was hoarse and low: "Forget about me, and practice the way of ruthlessness."

The screens appeared one by one, and then slowly faded away.

Mu Zhi felt a throbbing pain in his heart, it was not obvious, but it was hard to ignore.

He supported the sycamore tree beside him, and whispered: "I don't believe it..."

Mu Zhi didn't believe it, Gu Lingyun didn't hold back.

He was the famous Changming Immortal Venerable, how could he have died so silently in the desolate and lonely desert?

And die so easily.

Mu Zhi even had a doubt—is Gu Lingyun really dead?

Even now, he still can't believe this fact.

"Muzhi." At this moment, a voice rang in his ear, breaking the silence, "When did you come back?"

Mu Zhi woke up from the dream, and slowly turned his head: "...the demon king."

The demon king came out slowly from the sycamore tree, he looked at Mu Zhi calmly, and asked with concern: "Why did you come back alone, where is Dong Qiong?"

Mu Zhi raised his right hand slightly, and the armband on it was shining brightly, a bit dazzling: "Dongqiong..." The words stopped at the beginning, he didn't know how to mention that experience to the Demon King.

How to say?

Said that Dong Qiong was actually Dong Mo's Demon Lord, with bad intentions and evil intentions, after being seen through, he died under his arrow?

Mu Zhi pursed the corners of her lips, her mouth was so dry that she couldn't utter a single word.

The demon king saw Mu Zhi's embarrassment.

He has lived for so many years, and he has experienced so many ways of the world, what else can't be guessed?

Many things must have happened in Dongmo's business.

It's normal that Mu Zhi doesn't want to elaborate.

The demon king said considerately: "If you don't want to mention it, forget it."

Mu Zhi lowered his eyes and gave a soft "hmm".

The Demon King reached out and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him: "I'm back this time, so I don't have to leave Wutong Township again. You... have a good rest first."

The Demon King has the ability to predict the future, and he sent Mu Zhi to Dongmo to avoid disasters. Looking at the sky now, the disasters have been averted, so naturally there is no need to leave Wutong Township.

Hearing this sentence, Mu Zhi's face was light, not much joy.

When he was in Dongmo, he always wanted to go back to Wutong Township, but when he really came back, he felt empty again, as if something was missing, a piece of his heart was missing.

"Muzhi..."

"Mu Zhi!"

The demon king yelled several times before Mu Zhi came back to his senses.

The demon king frowned, and asked tentatively, "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Zhi turned his face sideways, his eyelashes flickered, casting a curved shadow.He whispered: "Nothing..."

The demon king sighed lightly: "Mu Zhi, you have grown up."

Mu Zhi was puzzled.

The demon king said: "If it was before, you would have told me what was on your mind."

Mu Zhi was hatched by the demon king himself, and he grew up watching him since he was a child. It can be said that he loves father and son.In the past, Mu Zhi was innocent and innocent, and couldn't hide things at all. Whether it was happiness or sadness, it was all on his face, which could be seen at a glance.

Mu Zhi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word.

"That's all." The demon king said calmly, "You have grown up too, so you can do whatever you want, and you don't have to tell me everything."

After saying this, the demon king turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing that the figure of the demon king was about to disappear in the sycamore forest, Mu Zhi finally mustered up the courage to speak: "The demon king, can you..."

The demon king stopped.

The second half of Mu Zhi's words sounded: "Can you do a divination for me?"

The demon king did not refuse, and asked, "What do you want to be?"

Mu Zhi's lips moved, and after hesitating for a moment, his eyes gradually became firm: "I want to know the life and death of Changming Immortal."

The Demon King was stunned: "What's wrong with Changming Immortal Venerable...?"

Mu Zhi said with difficulty and slowly: "He died, in front of me."

The demon king couldn't believe it: "Eternal Bright Immortal is dead? How did he die?"

In the eyes of the world, Changming Immortal Venerable is a myth. He entered the Tao with a sword, and he is the most powerful in the world. No one can match the sharpness of the sword.

How could such a person die?How could it be possible to die so silently, without even being startled?

Mu Zhi's voice lowered, and his fingers intertwined unconsciously: "He died because of the ruthless way."

The Demon King heard a lot of messages from this simple sentence: "Eternal Bright Immortal...he died for you?"

Mu Zhi: "Yes." He paused, and then said, "I don't believe he's dead."

The demon king looked over, and Mu Zhi's eyes were burning, as if holding a handful of broken stars, which made it impossible to ignore the light.

The Demon King thought about it again and again, and said: "My cultivation base is not as good as that of Changming Immortal Venerable. I am humble and immovable. I can't predict the specific future."

The light in Mu Zhi's eyes dimmed little by little, and when it was about to completely dim, the Demon King said again: "However, some causes and effects can be roughly calculated."

Mu Zhi's eyes lit up again, and he asked, "Really?"

The Demon King laughed: "Of course it's true, but..." His face suddenly became serious, "Mu Zhi, do you really want to do the divination?"

Mu Zhi was a little at a loss: "Huh?"

The demon king stared at Mu Zhi.

After so many years, the young man doesn't seem to have changed much, he just uses indifference to pretend to defend himself, but in fact he still has a soft heart inside.

The demon king said seriously: "Is this not good?"

"Mu Zhi, now that Immortal Master Changming is dead, no one will bother you anymore, you can cultivate your ruthless way."

"——this is also what Changming Immortal Venerable expected."

Mu Zhi's reaction was a little slow, and he didn't respond until the leaves in front of him floated to the ground: "I know, it's good to do this."

"You're all doing my best," he said.

Dong Qiong was doing it for his own good.

Gu Lingyun was also doing it for his own good.

The choices they made were all their own good intentions.

It has always been like this.

Mu Zhi's voice became smaller and smaller: "But, no one has ever asked my opinion - do I need this?"

The demon king was stunned.

Mu Zhi thought that he would be very excited when he mentioned this matter, but now he is unexpectedly calm: "Demon King, I know what I want."

Mu Zhi no longer needs others to make decisions for him.

He can make the right choice himself.

Seeing Mu Zhi's firm attitude, the demon king didn't try to persuade him any more, he just said: "I understand." He raised his hand and threw three pieces of tortoise shells, and began to calculate.

The tortoise shell rolled in mid-air and landed lightly on the ground, forming a mysterious pattern.

The demon king stared at it for a moment: "This hexagram is a bit strange. It's clearly a dead end, but it's a dead end..."

Mu Zhi asked impatiently, "What do you mean?"

The demon king stretched out a wave of demonic force, wrapped around the tortoise shell, and a ray of light emerged from the tortoise shell, making the hexagram appear in the air.

"This hexagram shows that Changming Immortal Venerable is indeed dead. But... there is a variable in it, but there is a glimmer of life."

"The variable is..." He calculated for a moment and pointed out a direction, "East."

Mu Zhi looked over.

The east is full of light, and the sky is full of red clouds.

The Demon King said: "The variable lies in the Eastern Desert."

Mu Zhi thought about it.

Seeing Mu Zhi's appearance, the Demon King reconfirmed: "Mu Zhi, this going will be harmful to you and not beneficial. Have you considered it? Are you really going? And your ruthless way..."

Mu Zhi's answer was: "...I don't know."

Demon King: "Why don't you know?"

Mu Zhi's eyes were sincere, without any gloomyness: "I never think so much, if I want to do it, I just do it."

It was as if he followed Gu Lingyun to Changming Peak without hesitation with sincere affection.

It also seems that he is disheartened, determined and stubborn, and wants to return to Wutong Township at all costs.

Mu Zhi will not weigh the pros and cons, let alone compromise.

Call it stupid or stupid.

He has always been like this, even though so many things have happened, it has not changed a little.

The demon king's expression was complicated, he hesitated to speak, and finally said only one sentence: "This is the path you chose, just don't regret it."

Mu Zhi thought for a while and said, "If I don't go, I will regret it."

He had already figured it out, if he didn't go through this experience, everything about Gu Lingyun would be like a thorn in his heart forever, unforgettable.

If he went, no matter what the result was, at least he had done his best for it.

It would be best if he could save Huihui Lingyun, if he couldn't be saved, he could let go of all the past and practice the ruthless way with peace of mind.

In any case, just ask for a clear conscience.

He didn't want to owe Gu Lingyun anything.