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Chapter 1220 The Enlightened System

"I lost a collection."

The Old One was straight to the point, without any politeness.

Xi Tong knew it well, and asked tentatively, "Is it the Dao of Karma?"

What was involved in the game system just now is the art of karma. Although it is only the beginning and the beginning, it can grow from a seed to a towering tree.

Thick and leafy skill tree, world tree.

The Old One nodded.

"The Dao of Karma has not entered eternity, but it is not its own problem, but bad luck."

Xi Tong sighed, "I thought of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

The Old One stopped talking, but slowly moved backwards, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Xi Tong looked in front of him and said to himself: "It seems that she didn't come to recover the lost property, but instead encouraged me to steal something?"

Although stealing is an old profession, how can you steal from the old world without contact?

What's more, the collections of the old world are not money props in the ordinary sense, but existences that transcend material and spiritual.

At the same time, the old ruler who was separated by a line laughed.

In front of her, the starlight was like a sea, the space was vast, and countless large and small collections were piled up and placed in a disorderly manner.

You can't see the edge at a glance, and even the perception ability of the old rulers doesn't know the number of collections.

She only knows that this is the old world.

Everything here is something that once existed in the real world but no longer exists.

Matter, energy, spirit, science and technology, exercises and even Dao, etc.

Such as a light, a meteor, a flame.

It must be fleeting in the real world, but in the old world, they exist, change, and are eternal like mountains and rivers.

There are seas of flowers everywhere, but every flower is the incarnation of flame, the condensation of light.

The more powerful something is, the brighter it is in the old world.

Like Karma Avenue.

It is one of the few existences in the old world that radiates brilliance like the sun.

Before, Xitong only stole a trace of its brilliance, but now, Xitong has removed the whole one.

The sun on Karma Avenue is gone.

Many old existences that depended on the Dao of Karma also disappeared.

They disappeared and ceased to exist.

But they're back again, in the real world.

"Rename it, Causal System, and strengthen and develop it in depth for its special functions."

What is the causal system for?

It is not as simple as karma and reincarnation of good and evil.

On a certain level, it is similar to the millions of reincarnations performed by the God of Light.

The millions of reincarnations performed by the God of Light are the life courses of millions of different worlds, different races, and different occupations. Through the countless overlapping of millions of reincarnations, they exert influence and imprint the mark of light on the source of the target.

The causal system is also the life course of countless individuals, and each life course can be regarded as a reincarnation, even if it is a short reincarnation.

The millions of reincarnations of the God of Light are connected in series with the mark of light as the core, but the causal system is connected in series with the "true player" itself as the core.

The imprint of millions of reincarnations is the belief in light, and the imprint of the causal system is the self.

No, not imprinting, but uncovering the dusty self and facing the depths of the heart.

What's the difference between a human and the walking dead?
What's the difference between The Walking Dead and Stone?
In Xi Tong's view, life is the combination of energy and matter. Starting from viruses and single-celled organisms, most of them are the combination of energy and matter. Matter is their existence, and energy is the meaning of their existence.

Therefore, walking in the form of flesh is also a kind of life, which is no different from human beings.

So, where is human beings superior to formal meat?
consciousness?soul?
Both, and neither.

The walking dead also have consciousness, which is the life instinct, predation and devouring, and the same is true for human beings, which are not so advanced.

The real difference between the two is memory.

In other words - love.

Love, hate, hatred, and so on.

It is this emotional memory that makes people know where they came from and where they are going.

It is this kind of emotional memory that reincarnators go through reincarnation again and again, and when they have nothing but life, they still remember their hometown.

It is this kind of emotional memory that makes countless aboriginal gods unable to leave their homeland.

It is this kind of emotional memory that has given birth to various worlds with different styles and civilizations.

Character determines fate.

There are traces to follow in the fate of people, and the clues are character, temperament, and emotion.

Based on certain circumstances, certain inevitable choices will be made.

Just like the millions of reincarnations that Xi Tong experienced before, every life seems to be full of randomness, but in fact every life is full of inevitability.

Xitong needs a lifetime of experience, however, all of this was already doomed when it was performed, and it was a script pre-arranged by the God of Light.

This is the connotation of the avenue of cause and effect.

Both the cause and the result have been set, and as for how to develop in the middle, there is no escape from the track of cause and effect.

This is also the meaning of the causal system - all causes and effects are fixed, and repeated again and again, will eventually eliminate all causes and effects and reach Dzogchen.

Xi Tong once thought about a problem.

Why do the dead people enter reincarnation instead of entering the old world.

The Old One didn't answer.

Apparently, souls were not in her possession.

Even Xi Tong, after entering the old world, only the title of "System God" was collected, not Xi Tong's soul.

He will still enter reincarnation, reincarnate as a human, and start his life journey again.

He can enshrine the gods through any other path, but it will not be the system alone.

Because, this is already the collection of the old rulers.

Once an old collection, it will not appear again unless it is recreated.

The Old One said that the Dao of Karma was lost, but Xi Tong hasn't really got it yet...

So where is it?

In other words, how to get it.

What's the point of getting it?
Xi Tong's heart skipped a beat.

The cause of the past life and the result of the present life, then in turn, the result of the present life can also deduce the cause of the past life.

If you thoroughly grasp the Dao of Karma and cooperate with your own abilities, you only need to take a drop of water or a speck of dust to gain insight into a world and a civilization.

Only need a foothold, you can continue to explore along the context of the world, and finally know the secrets of the world, to achieve omniscience and omnipotence.

With this, you can trace back Luo Tianyi's secrets, trace back the secrets of yourself, trace everything...

The Avenue of Karma has appeared, the key now is how to hold it in the palm of your hand.

Xi Tong quickly drew up a list.

After the spiritual energy recovered, the important people I came into contact with were listed one by one according to the timeline.

Ye Yiruo, the three Dobby in the dormitory, Yue Yang Yudie, Luo Rui, Chen Xi, Li An'an and other students, refugees, Ou Huang, Mr. Si, Big Ivan...

Tamil, Ave, Longyang, Chonglou, Xiaoliu, Ling Shiqi, Little Emperor, Susanoo, Estes...

Su Yuxuan, Su Yuang, Lie Yu...

All the people who can be named and those who cannot be named, as long as they have a relationship once, are all listed by Xitong.

This is Xitong's memory, the power that drives Xitong's destiny, and the node that outlines the trajectory of Xitong's destiny.

At a glance, Xi Tong has an insight into the past of these people, all their experiences from birth to the present, everyone they met, all the experiences of each of them, everyone they met in their experiences...

At the same time, Luo Tianyi followed Xitong's will to construct the blueprint, shape the model, create a copy world, and set the NPC's intelligent program...

One thought, one world.

A world created just for one person.

"let's start!"

Everyone has been put into a tailor-made causal system, entering it to find the cause and effect of their own destiny and end it.

Ten generations of benevolent people?

The villain of the tenth world?

Ten generations of ruthless people?

Reincarnation is full of randomness and variables, and there are too many uncontrollable factors. If there is too much intervention, the original intention of reincarnation will be lost.

Therefore, Xitong gave each of them a causal system.

In the system, they have to experience millions of reincarnations, or even countless millions of reincarnations, and the result of reincarnation is to imprint the mark of "self".

Ultimately achieve detachment.

This is a long process.

Some of the ego is too strong, such as Estes, her cause and effect are more profound, and it is by no means easy to get rid of it. It is not easy to get a full understanding.

Xi Tong has already expected failure.

Not everyone needs to be successful, one in ten... no, even one in a hundred is enough.

As for who can understand cause and effect and master the Dao, it all depends on chance.

Xi Tong himself has experienced millions of reincarnations, but he has not comprehended the Dao of Karma, which is missing.

Soon, everyone entered the system space, and Xitong's surroundings became deserted again.

"Luo Tianyi, let me see Tamil."

Long time no see him.

Soon, a picture of Tamil appeared in front of Xitong's eyes.

Although he has gone back in time and knew everything about Tamil, even more clearly than Tamil, Xi Tong still watched patiently and continued to explore from Tamil's perspective.

At this moment, he vaguely understood a truth.

On the road to eternity, one is doomed to lose expectation and exploration.

Ordinary people walk forward in a straight line, like a maze, choosing, choosing, and choosing in front of countless forks.

No one knows whether the next intersection is a beast or a treasure chest.

And the eternal road is like the perspective of God, overlooking everything, omniscient and omnipotent, and finds the fastest and safest route in an instant.

"This is my son, and he will be crowned king in the future."

A thin middle-aged man said obsessively.

The only answer to him was the bleating of sheep and the gurgling of boiling milk.

These words would be more convincing if they were replaced by magnificent palaces or glorious temples.

In exchange for this dirty, dilapidated and drafty stone house, no matter how you look at it, it seems like a dream.

However, anyone who has read the script knows that what this man said is correct.

At the same time, the infant child slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the man without blinking his big round eyes.

Tamil has awakened.

If this is an infinite flow novel, the present moment is the first and most important scene he experiences.

Tamil has no memories of his childhood, or in other words, his childhood memories have long since been forgotten.

But he remembered that face.

"Ba...ba..."

At that moment, Tamil burst into tears.

How many years have not shed tears, this time, he couldn't bear it no matter what, and he didn't even think about it.

His father nodded with a smile, and then ransacked the room.

"It's a good thing I didn't lose it, I hope the contents inside are not damaged..."

"Well, the smell is not right, it should have some effect."

It was a dark-colored pottery vase with dark red patterns on it.

The pattern doesn't seem to be artificially made, but is infiltrated by some kind of liquid.

The material of the pottery vase has been infiltrated by some substance from the inside to the outside, making it translucent. Thick and thin strands of hair shuttle and fork in it, deriving a texture similar to preserved eggs.

At the same time, a faint blood-colored mist flows, ripples, and goes back and forth endlessly in the lines, just like blood circulation.

"Dragon blood, this is genuine dragon blood, um, what kind of dragon is it... Anyway, it's just a dragon."

Tamil's mouth was pried open.

He kicked his legs, raised his stubby little arms high, trying to push Dad's hand away.

However, all was in vain.

The baby's body is too immature, and what's more, all his behaviors are managed by the system.

goo goo goo...

The clay bottle was turned upside down, and the old man didn't even waste the last drop of dragon's blood, but wiped it with his fingers and stuffed it into Tamil's mouth.

Well, Tamil swallowed greedily, regardless of what was in his mouth, and finally sucked, sucked, and sucked hard with his father's fingers.

Then there is no more.

Everyone in the tribe knew that there was a foolish child with an abnormal mind.

Barbarians are already a symbol of low intelligence in the eyes of other races. Even barbarians are ridiculed as fools, and their IQ is really not flattering.

The silly boy's father is a shaman in the tribe, and the shaman said that his son will be a big shot in the future.

Unfortunately, no one believed it.

Everyone thought that Lord Shaman was out of his mind.

Maybe it was a shock after giving birth to a silly child.

In the past, Tamil thought so too.

He felt that his father's words were to encourage himself and give him confidence.

Yes, Tamil never thought he would become a big shot, he didn't even dare to hope to be an ordinary barbarian.

But now that he has experienced his life again, Tamil feels that every word of his father has a meaning, which is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Meanwhile, Tamil begins to reflect on each day of his life.

My father drank dragon blood for himself, and it was expired dragon blood. It didn't have much effect on quenching the body, but the side effects were not small, and he was confused since childhood.

But because of this, I hardly had contact with people when I was a child, and I seldom communicated with them, and seldom argued with them.

Barbarians admire the strong and despise the behavior of bullying the weak, so Tamil was basically not bullied by children of the same age when he was a child.

Before meeting the main god of the system, his life was like a blank sheet of paper.

It seems that he has lived for more than ten years just waiting for the favor of the main god of the system, waiting for the binding of the system.

Tamil couldn't help thinking - is this fate?

Xi Tong is also thinking about the same question - who arranged this fate?
(End of this chapter)