Su Bian Cultivation World

After resuscitating the world seed like a light ball, Luo Jiujiang was absorbed into the world he created.

Not surprisingly, this small world is now devastated.

The head-on confrontation with Xuanwu not only destroyed Luo Jiujiang's meridians and flesh and blood, but the opponent's power also went upstream and reached Luo Jiujiang's dantian, almost destroying half of the world.

The original fertile soil was covered by a large area of ​​saline-alkali land, and the hillside covered with flowers was once covered with stone tendons and blue rocks.

The clear lake water disappeared, replaced by a rift valley, a piece of wetland that was once moist and lush, and now some relics can be seen from the Gobi.

Luo Jiujiang squatted down, pressed his palms on a piece of scorched earth, and closed his eyes sadly.

His heart ached for what he had seen.

The dry land was close to the lines of his palm, and the roots of dying plants moved slightly, as if it was a silent comfort.

The world knows Luo Jiujiang's difficulties.

At this moment, Luo Jiujiang's heartbeat seems to be related to the pulse of the earth.

He created this world, so he has an obligation to protect and also a responsibility to save.

Luo Jiujiang sighed, shook his head and stood up.Between a few breaths, his expression has cheered up.

At this time, there is no wind knife and acid rain pressing hard behind him, and there is no dying seed in his arms, but he still has to continue his previous work and measure every piece of land with his own steps.

The sun hanging in the sky is no longer black, it represents the power of life, and it is the incarnation of the world where the source of yang is.In the past, it has been burning vigorously, but today it seems that even the light is weak.

Luo Jiujiang looked up at it, and secretly thanked him for his hard work.

He is now in his own small world, and although his perception of the external situation is not so obvious, at least he has realized that his physical condition has improved a lot.

Is it Daoyuan's hair growth power that repaired me?Or is Qianling trying to rescue me outside?

No matter what the situation is, Luo Jiujiang will feel the warmth from the heart.

As if sensing Luo Jiujiang's gentle attitude and vigorous fighting spirit, the sun in the sky that looked a bit tired at first, responded with a more dazzling golden light.

Luo Jiujiang stretched out his hand, and the golden sunlight was projected on his palm.He closed and opened his eyes again, and a faint solar light ignited on the edge of his pupils.

At this moment, he communicated with the heaven and the earth, passed the vitality spoken by Yang Yuan through his body, and finally connected closely with the earth.

He sees himself as a channel of transmission, as a source of some kind of filtering.The hair-growing energy penetrated into the ground through his body, silently embracing the Gobi that had been deprived of all vitality in an instant.

He raised his arm to the sky, and stacked clouds piled up in the air, and countless transparent rain lines fell from the clouds, moistening the dry and cracked land with sweet rain.

This spell was once taught to him by Zhenshuang, and now the rain cloud has continued for nearly a hundred miles, becoming the master of the world as a blessing for healing after injury.

It's like some kind of inheritance destined by fate.

From generation to generation, human beings have always inherited an idea of ​​​​living more fully and peacefully, and are willing to do whatever it takes to preserve joy and beauty.

Luo Jiujiang crosses the Gobi, climbs the hillside, and walks through the white saline-alkali land.Even if these fertile soils cannot be restored to what they were when the world was first formed, they cannot be allowed to die.

He is already very tired, but his pace has always maintained the same frequency, and it is also the frequency that can just transfer vitality to the earth through the sun.

His aura is also faintly overdrawn, but the rain brought by him will still not stop until it is completely unable to support it.

In this way, Luo Jiujiang walked all the way to the very center of the saline-alkali land, and as far as he could see, another figure finally appeared in the distance.

The other party was dressed in black, and his stature was a little thin.He turned around, holding a long black knife in his hand, his eyes were radiant, it was undoubtedly Luo Jiujiang when he was a boy.

He is the Nascent Soul of Luo Jiujiang.

He reached out and patted his waist, and somehow conjured up two jars of fine wine with his bare hands.He threw one of the carbons to Luo Jiujiang, and said with a hearty smile, "Are you tired? Stop and have a drink with me."

Luo Jiujiang thought for a while, then hugged the jar, lifted his robe, and sat on the ground without hesitation.

His Nascent Soul asked him curiously: "What are you doing?"

"I want to bring this world back to life." Luo Jiujiang told the truth.

Yuan Ying suddenly realized: "You came all the way with the rain in your cloak, and you made a big noise, and the raindrops splashed on my head in advance. I thought you were practicing some kind of unique skill - dare you plow the ground?"

His tone, tone, and tone are all carved out of the same mold as Luo Jiujiang.Being looked at by the other party with his own face, "Are you an old scalper?", Luo Jiujiang couldn't spit out a sip of wine.

For the first time in his life, he felt a little bit of the speechless feeling he had brought to others before.

"This is what I should do to this world." Luo Jiujiang explained.

The young Yuan Ying rubbed the tip of his nose, and told Luo Jiujiang very frankly: "I understand that if you let him live, you can't make him die because of you. But I think your method is wrong."

Luo Jiujiang was taken aback for a moment, and then decisively asked his Nascent Soul: "Would you like to hear the details?"

The young Yuanying put the black long knife flat on his lap, Luo Jiujiang's eyes fell on it, and he couldn't bear to look away - this is the old man who has been with him for nearly ten years .

"Before you came over, I was looking at my knife." The young Yuan Ying raised the long knife horizontally, pulled out a section from the scabbard, and showed it to Luo Jiujiang.

"The sword is sharp on all sides, and the knife is edged on one side. There is a blade and a back. The back of the knife is on its own, and the front of the knife is forward. It is like the sun, moon, yin and yang, and the sky and the earth. This is our knife."

"Just as there are fertile soils and deserts, there are wildernesses that are evergreen all the year round, and ice fields that are covered with snow half the time...Desolate and fertile, flat and rough, the world now has life and death, which makes it real."

Luo Jiujiang's pupils dilated suddenly.

He put down the wine jar in his hand in a daze, while the young Yuan Ying continued to smile at him without realizing it.

He said bluntly to Luo Jiujiang: "To be honest, I think this world is more realistic now."

Luo Jiujiang suddenly realized.

There is no net in spring, no fineness in autumn, there is tension and relaxation, this is the rule of fishermen at sea.

Then the same richness and barrenness alternate, the mountains are juxtaposed with the basins, both prosperity and prosperity, life and death coexist, this should also be the law of the world.

All along, he didn't understand, it's not that he didn't understand, it's just that besides this...

Luo Jiujiang said softly: "I always want to make the world a better place, making it a place with more aura, richer, and more worry-free."

This world created by him can become a utopia.

"Then I still think you are wrong." The young Yuan Ying said flatly.

"Do you still remember?" Yuanying's voice was clear and smiling, as if Luo Jiujiang was the most carefree teenager, "Qidao's main business is fishing. Except for special herbs, almost nothing grows. It's a pity. It's a pity, but we're not doing badly."

"If you cultivate the way of humanity, you must know the infinite possibilities represented by the word 'human'. If the way of heaven does everything for us, what else are we going to do?"

If fish can jump ashore by themselves, why do humans need to invent the craft of making nets?If it is warm like spring all year round, spiritual energy and treasures are everywhere, and they are inexhaustible, wouldn't the existence of the knife lose its meaning?

If the way of heaven bestows human beings with infinite life, why bother to cultivate and compete with the heavens—and if a certain kind of creature has endless life, then they can fill the entire world just by multiplying.

Therefore, the opposite of life should be compared with death, because life has meaning only when there is death;If it is sharpened on both sides, how is it different from a sword?

Therefore, it is said: Dao is abolished, but there is benevolence and righteousness.Wisdom comes out, there is a big hypocrisy.

Luo Jiujiang murmured to himself: "That's why Yin and Yang are in harmony, life and death are in harmony, one ebbs and the other ebbs and flows, which means—"

"Reincarnation!"

Ever since these two words were invented, I am afraid that there has never been a day when they were pronounced so deafeningly.

Luo Jiujiang suddenly opened his eyes, and the pupils that were originally covered with a layer of gold have changed. A round of Danyang faintly hangs in his right eye, while the shadow of the bright moon can be seen in his left eye.

The two wheels of the sun and the moon are reflected in his eyes, just like yin and yang are held tightly in his hands, and the way of life and death, merged into one, emerges behind him at this moment at the same time!

Life is the beginning of death, and death is the source of life.The power of these two mutually supporting each other finally made Luo Jiujiang's rudimentary form of Dao successfully polished.

Taotie practiced the way of gluttony, Qiongqi cultivated the way of desire, Xuanwu practiced the way of self, and Luo Jiujiang practiced the way of reincarnation.

The blending of yin and yang, the coexistence of life and death, the sun and the moon flying in the sky, is called reincarnation.

Luo Jiujiang no longer has to use his body to extradite the sunlight of the sun in the dantian to the earth, because he himself is a walking sun all the time.

He doesn't need to pinch the spirit formula to lead the nectar to fall in all directions. At this moment, as long as he moves his mind, the rain, rain, snow, dew, and frost will all be overturned.

In this world, he is the only god.

The structure of the original small world was polarized, one side was still growing vigorously, and the other side was forcibly destroyed by Xuanwu, and even the sun was a little sleepy.

However, with a move of Luo Jiujiang's finger now, the fertile soil splits, the wilderness is overturned, the earth fluctuates violently, the ocean disperses into rivers, and magma surges out of the crater. At first.

But Luo Jiujiang is not a dragon god, he will not divide the world into 3000 yuan.

After a moment of upside-down, the whole world has changed.They were broken up and reassembled together. At the foot of Xuefeng is a quiet lake. Not long after crossing the wilderness, you can also see the vast ocean.

The hinterland of the desert is surrounded by oases, and there may be a barren land on the most fertile soil.

The world has become more worthy of people's efforts to change.

At this time, the spiritual energy was clearly reduced because of Luo Jiujiang's tossing, but in such a land, he felt the vitality and hope more clearly.

Luo Jiujiang laughed, he closed his eyes, and put the other half of his mind into death.

I don't know his life, how can I hear his death.Different from the last time when he took advantage of the favorable location in the netherworld, Luo Jiujiang finally understood death this time.

He is standing on the home field of life, the sun is still high in the sky, and the yin and yang, Zhongyang Dao is still the master, but under such circumstances, Luo Jiujiang has sneaked into the nether world.

At this moment, the energy of vitality is his safe armor, and the power of Yangyuan is also his powerful arm.

For the first time, Luo Jiujiang saw the ghosts in the nether world clearly with his soul-like eyes.

Tens of thousands of ghostly shadows wrestled together in exactly the same way, devouring each other.

Among them, there is one who is particularly independent. He took black shadows to make a piano, and each shadow with slightly different characteristics was used by him to make strings.

He had been playing the piano for fun before, but when he noticed Luo Jiujiang's peeping, the slender figure raised his head.

The characters in the nether world have no facial features, they just look like dark shadows.But that's it, any random movement of raising his head, this person just does it gracefully, a hundred times better than other ghosts.

The lightless underworld did not prevent him from tidying up the appearance of a toga with long sleeves. In the barren underworld, he can still find ghosts with good timbre to use as materials for making pianos.

Even though he had been dead for a long time, this person still seemed to have no resentment. When he touched the wind, the human voice he "played" still had a certain pleasant rhythm.

Luo Jiujiang's eyes suddenly became hot.

It's Mr. Gongyi.

The person on the other side obviously couldn't believe his own judgment. He plucked the wind like a whisper, with a kind of natural generosity and affection, like a gust of evening wind gently passing through the bamboo forest, making a pleasant sound.

"Jiujiang?"

"Sir! You are still here, I will pick you up right away!"

"It's so stupid." Gongyizhu borrowed the wind and sighed, "Going to the underworld with a living soul, why are you so reckless?"

"The Netherworld turns three thousand times in an instant, if you stay for a while, how can you remember where you came from?"

Gongyizhu shook his head slightly, and played the finger wheel on the lyre once, and the zither made a sound.Even in the Netherworld, he still has a little bit of Xu Yin's killing power, at least it is enough to push Luo Jiujiang's living soul.

Luo Jiujiang struggled hard, but was still involuntarily pushed back to his body by the force.

He knew very well that the nether world was always flowing, and if he missed this opportunity, it would be difficult for him to meet by such a coincidence in the future.

Thinking of this, Luo Jiujiang's eyes were filled with tears.But when he looked back at the end, he faintly saw two ghosts curled up under the seven strings of the Gongyi Bamboo and took the initiative to hold the piano.In front of and behind Gongyizhu, many black shadows maintained a quiet sitting posture, as if they were listening quietly.

If you ask first, it means Mr.The duty of a teacher is to educate.

It is "education" to teach each other with the ability of preaching and dispelling confusion, and to "transform" with the ambition to change customs and customs.

Mr. Gongyi has never lost the reputation of the academy for a day, and the Gongyi bamboo has always been the tall, straight and knotted green and strong bamboo.

Beyond the three thousand worlds, in the most terrifying and gloomy place after the Dragon God split the world, he had a new piano.

The word "sheng" in the original Yinsha was all taught by Gong Yizhu to Luo Jiujiang.

Now Luo Jiujiang has achieved death in his own small world; and when he came to the lifeless Netherworld, Gongyizhu gave him "survival in death".

With a glance and a realization, Luo Jiujiang's way of reincarnation has been completed.