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Parents will not die and can be resurrected continuously, but offspring cannot.

Over time, no one in the cultivation world got married and had children.

Of course, there are some heterosexual exchanges, which are called double cultivation.

In the past 1 years, whoever was on this planet is basically the same now.

An endless loop with no way out.

Yuan Xiao put down the information in his hand: "So, you think the biggest problem of this civilization is not the choice of the path of cultivation, but the ability to keep resurrecting this nightmare."

Hamid and others nodded: "The result of our speculation is this, but the main thing is to refer to the true thoughts of monks in this world."

Yuan Xiao nodded: "Then let's go meet them."

Chapter 741 Chaos relationship

Three days later, the Heavenly Palace where the Emperor of Heaven is located.

Things are not human beings here. It turned out that when Indra was there, the otherworldly scene had long since disappeared.

In the huge palace, Yuan Xiao stood in front of the original throne of the Emperor of Heaven, and the people around him sat on both sides.

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Below, Wuyang Wuyang is a group of representatives of various sects in the cultivation world.

Strictly speaking, there are as many as several million sects in the cultivation world.

This is not without reason. From the earliest Taoist ancestors who entered the road of cultivation, at the beginning, there were not many people who taught Taoism and so on.

Slowly, everyone developed new cultivation methods, coupled with unlimited resources, changes soon came.

Afterwards, monks killed and killed each other, resurrected from the dead, after tossing, sects, large and small, sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

For example, a monk originally belonged to a certain sect, but was killed for some reason.

After resurrection, it is possible to join a new sect, or it is possible to become stronger and establish a new sect after dormant.

Anyway, I won't die, everyone is so hard to toss.

After all, it is human nature to open a sect to be the suzerain and enjoy the treatment of the boss.

But the suzerain and the like, while having a high position and weight, the death rate is also high.

After death, he will be resurrected and become an ordinary person, and his cultivation will start from zero.

Then wait until you are strong enough, and then go back and take back what originally belonged to you.

These tens of thousands of years of tossing and tossing are actually causing loneliness.

The representative of the sect looked at Yuan Xiao and the others on the stage, a little at a loss.

I don't know where the monster came out and killed the Emperor of Heaven.

Now it's all right, the dragons in the cultivation world have no leader, and if it doesn't work out, it will return to the previous chaotic situation.

Yuan Xiao looked at the group of monks stretching their necks, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

Yuan Jingzhe was very calm: "Okay, okay, don't look around, listen to what you say."

The Demon Lord's name was out there, and when he spoke, everyone fell silent.

"You..." Yuan Xiao thought for a while, "You must have lived for a long time."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what the words meant.

"I mean," Yuan Xiao coughed, "talk about how you guys feel about living so long.

Rest assured, boldly say, we are from other worlds, messengers of justice and peace.

Don't be afraid, everyone. "

Everyone is speechless, justice and peace are a thread!

You killed the Emperor of Heaven, you turned 10,000+ monks into cannon fodder, and they are still being resurrected.

You almost destroyed a sea continent, and the crimes are too numerous to describe.

But there are also bold ones: "Your Majesty's meaning... is for us to talk about our feelings?"

Yuan Xiao affirmed: "Yes, we come from other worlds, and we have the ability to change the cultivation world.

But the premise is that I need to ask you if you want to change. "

He said this with half-belief, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke boldly.

"Your Majesty, this world of comprehension has been coming and going for about 1 years," said a Daogu Xianfeng cultivator, "I am Lu Feiyun, the lord of the Feiyun Sect.

Remember that entering the Tao by yourself is also a coincidence.

But I can't remember many things after that.

During this period, many people were killed, and they were killed several times.

The latest memory is about 300 years ago, when he competed with the suzerain of the Nine Swords Sect, he accidentally fell into the opponent's trick and fell. "

As soon as the words fell, a sneer rang out, and a middle-aged man with flying hair looked disdainful: "Lu Feiyun, do you still have the face to talk about this?

More than 450 years ago, you took advantage of my retreat and breakthrough, and killed my hatred with a single sword, so what do you say? "

Lu Feiyun's complexion suddenly darkened: "I participated in that matter, but I did not stab the sword in the end, but Shen Fei, the owner of Duanqinglou, did it."

"It's nonsense," another young man came out, "I, Shen Fei, have always acted upright, when did I kill the suzerain of your Nine Swords Sect?

450 years ago, you said that the sword was cut by me, what is the evidence! "

Nine Swords Sect Master sneered: "Evidence? That's what I saw with my own eyes before I died."

"Very good," Shen Fei dismissively said, "You saw me and Lu Feiyun here.

Then do you know that behind you are experts from Lingyun Pavilion and Chiyanmen? "

Lu Feiyun interjected: "Brother Shen, you remember wrongly, the people from Lingyun Pavilion are not here.

The people in Lingyun Pavilion had all died before that, and they hadn't been resurrected yet.

I remember it was Lingxiao Pavilion. "

Shen Fei was stunned for a moment, he was a little uncertain: "Anyway, it's about the same, that's what happened.

So if you take revenge, don't find the wrong person. "

The suzerain of the Nine Swords Sect had a livid face: "Find the wrong person? This suzerain would rather kill by mistake than let any suspicious person go."

Lu Feiyun narrowed his eyes: "Brother Zhao, your words are a bit extreme."

Everyone could hear the conversation of several people clearly.

Various opinions also came out.

"Who remembers what happened 450 years ago so clearly?"

"Without evidence, such indiscriminate killing is really unbearable."

"It also makes sense. How do you know if Duanqinglou and Feiyunzong are shirking their responsibilities?"

"450 years ago, who destroyed the Lingyun Pavilion, why don't I know."

"How dare you mention the Lingyun Pavilion. I am the owner of the Lingyun Pavilion, but now that the Tianlei Gate has been re-created, I remembered that I was the one who made those bastards fool me."

"Look, the Lord is here, and you have forgotten it yourself."

"No wonder, too many people have been killed, too many times of death, who remembers whom."

"That's easy, come on, hurt each other, whoever is afraid of whom."

"Hey! It's as if only you will be resurrected."

"What's the matter, I'm afraid you won't succeed, if you talk nonsense, I will send you back to life."

"Okay, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of your lord, come over and try, mere Nascent Soul cultivator, dare to speak wild words in front of my Huashen."

"What's wrong with Huashen? I remember you, the owner of Duxu Valley, the enemy of the Nine Gates 700 years ago. I learned about it here today."

"Just do it, at worst, clear it and start again."

"Hahaha, there are no monks who are afraid of death in this world!"

Unknowingly, it got bigger and bigger, and almost all the monks jumped out, accusing each other of their hatred.

However, some events have passed for hundreds of years. In fact, the parties concerned can't remember exactly what happened back then.

But for them, it doesn't matter if they don't remember clearly.

The big deal is one more hatred.

Almost, all monks in the cultivation world have more or less hatred for each other.

Some are brothers in this life, enemies in the next life, comrades like the suzerain elders in the next life, and enemies in the next life.

There are too many things, and some people forget to kill mistakes.

When Indra was around, Thunder suppressed it, and everyone didn't say anything.

Now turn over the old account, everything came.

A large group of people pressed their hands on the hilts of their swords, and the entire hall of the palace was scanned by spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness.

Yuan Xiao rubbed his eyebrows: "Su Ye!"

Su Ye understood that she took a step forward and grabbed the air with her right hand. She didn't know what technique, and all the weapons in everyone's hands flew towards her.

Only then did everyone realize that there was still the Demon Lord sitting on it.

Chapter 742 It's Too Difficult To Want To Die

It is said that the devil's ruthlessness is not to kill you, but to make you unable to pray for death and be tortured forever.

Thinking of this, everyone shivered, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

A flame was burning in Yuan Xiao's heart, and he walked down the steps step by step.

"So, you have been killing and killing for 1 years. In fact, you can't remember some things," he said in a flat tone. ."

Everyone licked their lower lips, watching him come down and back away a little bit.

"Today you kill me, and I'm resurrected, regardless of 21, or whether it's really you who killed me, cut it first and then talk about it," Yuan Xiao continued to walk, "This kind of happy and enmity is obviously an extremely chic life.

Anyway, it's not really dead, right or wrong doesn't matter at all.

The most important thing is the thrill of the moment when the knife is raised and lowered.

Is it? "

"Your...Your Majesty," someone couldn't help whispering, "We don't want to live such a life, but this world is like this. Could it be that Your Majesty's world is different?"

"In our world, the dead cannot be resurrected, and life is limited," Yuan Xiao glanced at everyone, "Everyone is working hard within a limited time.

The people in front have accumulated in practice for inheritance.

To expand, not only practice, but everything revolves around the inheritance of the flame of civilization.

Right and wrong, fairness to people's hearts, and the cycle of heaven and earth are the way of our world. "

"Your Majesty," someone smiled wryly, "but the way of heaven in our cultivation world is an infinite endless loop for us."

"Yeah, to be honest, after living for 1 years, in fact, I don't remember what I did at the beginning."

"At the beginning, I was completely in the dark about what happened more than 100 years ago."

"Thinking about it carefully, I seem to be killing and being killed, and then practicing, living such a life."

"This way of heaven is unfair to us."

……

Everyone shouted, they don't want such a life either.

Xilihutu has no purpose, to put it bluntly, it is simply meaningless.

Yuan Xiao paced in front of everyone: "So I want to ask you, what kind of world do you want the cultivation world to become?"

"My lord," someone sniffed, "We want to fall, and we don't want to be resurrected."