Su Xianren

The child who didn't know the end of the good life was carefree and pretended to be stable. Standing on the small shoulders, Dahong rubbed the child's cheek from time to time, showing an unusual intimacy. "Greetings, master." The child bowed his hands in greeting.

"How long has it been since Su Shu came to Jingling Palace?" Lingyun stood in front of the bright window, looking at the flower seeds she carefully cultivated in the small garden, without even glancing at the child.

"It's been three years, master." Although he didn't understand why he asked this question, the child still answered seriously.The big red standing on the shoulder was a little bored, so it flew away secretly. It still doesn't like people except children.

"Three years ago, do you still remember?"

"Of course I remember. Before I came to Jingling Palace, I lived in a small courtyard, and only my father often came to see me." Speaking of the past, the child was a little depressed, and he still missed his father a little.

"Want to go back?"

"If the master goes with me, I can go back." The child replied cleverly.

"Did you miss your dad?"

"Although Daddy is kind to me, he loves mother more, I understand." The child has understood many things since he was a child, probably he has always remembered it.From the time he was born, he began to remember things. He knew that the servants were afraid of his strange eyes, but his mother didn't like him because she felt that he was a strange soul, occupying this body.

When I was young, my body was too delicate, but my spiritual consciousness was too active. I liked to enter other people's dreams, especially my mother's dream. It was a weird world, with weird clothes and weird mounts. It's completely different. He was very curious when he was young, and when his mother asked him what he wanted, he would answer 'handjob. 'At that time, I really wanted to go to the world outside the hospital'When can I fly to the sky like them and leave the small yard', when my mother came to see me less and less, I realized that I shouldn't ask Yes, that is mother's secret, and secrets cannot be revealed.

But after I stopped talking, why did my mother still not like me and didn't come to see me anymore... Dad didn't allow me to leave the yard because my eyes were really scary...

But staying alone in the small yard is really boring, he really wants to go out, he wants to hug that fluffy little cat who likes to act coquettishly begging for fish to eat, and ignores people after eating, and wants to be with his parents He wants to fly a kite with his relatives, and wants to run around the mountains with his elder brother and sister to pick wild flowers, climb trees, chase birds, fish... There are too many things he wants to do...

In my sister's world, the outside world is so big and so fun, why can't I play together just because my eyes are scary, can't I see other people, can't I just play with my sister, although My sister is naive, but I don't mind it.

Probably because I always wanted to go out to play, so I hoped that the master and the second master would come on the day of my sister's birthday, because I was afraid that I would be locked up again, so I thought it would be good if my eyes were black. I didn't expect my wish to come true. Sure enough, as long as you think hard, think hard, 'Santa Claus' will realize his wish on his birthday!

"Su Shu, you really hate being locked up."

"Su Shu doesn't like being locked up, Su Shu wants to stay outside, master, what's wrong with you today..." He actually asked some annoying questions.

"Then do you feel locked up now?"

"Now? No."

"That's because you didn't realize it. When you get familiar with the Jingling Palace, you want to explore the Night Valley, and then everything outside. When you see all the world and are not satisfied with all these things, you will think about it again." I want to leave this continent and go to the legendary world of immortals and gods." Lingyun turned around, beckoned the child to come closer, pointed to the palace people outside and asked, "Look at the palace people outside, do you think they want to leave Jingjing?" Spirit Palace?"

"Su Shu doesn't know."

"Those who have never been there want to go out and have a look, and those who have been hurt by going out will not think about leaving." Lingyun touched the child's head, "Because that's how the master came here." Probably thinking of unhappy things again In the past, then the topic changed, "Master's Spirit Wood Art has been practiced to the eighth level, but I have already felt the limit. I don't think I can practice the ninth level in my life to change my body and practice the Shenmu Art, and I will not be able to step on the road of cultivating immortals." On the way..."

The child was silent, he didn't understand why he had to hide when he was injured.

"You should know that there are no immortals in this world anymore. In the eyes of the world, becoming immortals and becoming gods has become a legend. But this is not worrying, because the sects with inheritance have their specific records, and only sects continue. The inheritance will not be cut off, and the immortals are not lying, but the frightening thing is that our existing martial arts and Xuanxiu may also follow in their footsteps."

"How could it be!" The child's eyes widened, obviously in disbelief.

"Everyone in the world knows that the heavens in this world prefer good-looking people, and the aptitude for cultivation is closely related to their appearance. A hundred years ago, three out of ten good-looking people were often seen, but now one out of ten is good."

"why is that?"

"Just like you, the world yearns for the unknown, and only those who have achieved success in cultivation can leave the protection of the city to see the vastness of the world, but the unknown is always dangerous. For thousands of years, there have been countless deaths."

"But cultivators have a long life."

"That's why you and I still exist, otherwise there would have been only those weak and weak left in this world."

"Then what should we do? Without the protection of the strong, the weak cannot survive. Mao Mao can eat them." It grows slowly, weaker palace people are not its opponents, and it is also cunning, knowing that palace people like his soft and harmless appearance, it will only secretly bully palace people, pretend to be better than it or give it to others It eats palace people.

"Why protect the weak?"

Hearing Lingyun's rhetorical question, the child was taken aback. Didn't everyone think so? When I was a child in the small courtyard, my father, mother, disciples and servants all thought so: "The existence of the city is to protect Theirs, or we could live in the woods."

"No, the city now exists not to protect the weak, but to protect the interests of the strong."

"Guard the interests of the strong?"

"The city originated from the god cultivator. God cultivator needs believers to provide faith. In order to have more believers join him and provide him with faith, the city wall representing protection appeared. However, survival in ancient times was even more difficult, and the believers were too weak. God cultivators After all, he is not yet a god. A person’s power is always limited. He cannot protect everyone. As the believers die slowly, the divine way weakens, and then the power of cultivating immortals, which represents a strong individual and can work together as a group, rises. Only by spreading and establishing factions one after another, we human beings have the opportunity to develop and grow our ethnic group.” Lingyun briefly answered that the too detailed history could not be finished in three days and three nights. Since when did people discover the change in the way of heaven, perhaps since then, the road to immortality has gradually declined..." Lingyun sighed and continued, "People are vying to marry beautiful people, ordinary-looking people The voice gradually disappeared, and more and more people couldn't get out of the city, relying on the protection of the strong, living a life like cattle and sheep..."

"The life of cattle and sheep?"

"It's not the cattle and sheep you imagined. The strong think that the weak can live without worry because of their sacrifices. The unfortunate death of their relatives makes them vent their anger on the weak, thinking that the weak should work harder to be worthy of those sacrifices. "

"But people who died didn't die to protect the weak. They were obviously too weak." Although the child is a supporter of the law of the jungle, he is still a reasonable child. If he dies because of his own weakness And to blame others, why not blame the dead people for not being reincarnated as immortals?

"Wrong, no matter what their purpose of going out is, the existence of the city has saved the lives of the weak."

"But master, you said at the beginning that cities don't exist to protect the weak." The child was almost confused.

"Yes, I said so."

"Su Shu doesn't understand."

"Why don't you understand, even if the city is not for the weak, it also protects the weak, doesn't it?"

"Then why can't it be said that the city exists to protect the weak, isn't it very strange?" The child looked confused, he felt that he was right, the master said it so strangely.

"That's because you have never been out. If you go out of Jingling Palace and see how the real weak survive, you will never be able to say this sentence." The emotions contained in this sentence are too complicated, and the aura is slow. Soothing the suppressed emotions, suppressing the excess sympathy back to the bottom of my heart, "When you go out later, you will understand." Then I skipped this topic and returned to the main story, "Our Founding Patriarch probably already calculated the decline of cultivators, Therefore, Jingling Palace was established in the valley of the night, leaving all the records and inheritances of the ancient times, hoping that the latecomers can solve the hidden worries. Maybe the time is not enough, the ancestors of the past dynasties are almost only interested in immortals and gods, but when they set foot on After the journey of cultivating immortality, most of them died under the lightning calamity and disappeared in ashes."

"Master, the second master said that I have the physique of cultivating immortals. I don't think I want to cultivate immortals too..." The child didn't further ask what the life of the weak is like. He didn't have any interest or care. It is only natural for the weak to be bullied by the strong.Probably because he entered other people's dreams when he was a child, and he understood that most people still like people who are compassionate, respectful, and lively, so he subconsciously made himself such a child that everyone would like.

"How can a cultivator have a heart of fear! You have to know that no one can ask for your aptitude. If the evil spirits know about it, it would be strange if they didn't eat you alive!"

"Evil? Is it the legendary monster that can eat people?" The child's attention was immediately attracted by a new word.

"Some people who are unwilling to be trampled under the feet of others for the rest of their lives have embarked on the path of crooked evil and evil. Most of them will die badly, but those who have not died yet need to be on guard. I will tell you about these in detail later."

"What you have to do now is to work hard to practice the Shenmu Jue, the immortal cultivation art, and try to become a fairy in the records, so there is no time for playing around. From now on, you have to control your words and deeds, and move closer to the demeanor of a fairy. I will send someone to teach you these, remember?"

"Why do you want to learn from other people's appearance?" The child was a little displeased and muttered to himself, I knew that the way I practiced was different from others.

"Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? If you become a god, you won't be struck by lightning."

"...How is it related to becoming a god..." The child felt that his IQ had been severely tested. Although he was a child who didn't like to use his brain, he had an excellent memory, so he wasn't an idiot.

"You have to understand that the more suffering a person is, the more he desires to be redeemed. If it weren't for the fact that cultivators weren't so successful back then, there wouldn't be the prosperity of cultivators in this continent."

"Is it to gain the faith of the weak outside?"

"That's right, the stronger the belief, the easier it is to feel. Their suffering may not be fueled by others."

"It's because of the weakness."

"Weakness is a sin, and you are just as weak now. If it weren't for your talent for cultivating immortals, I'm afraid you would never have the chance to get out of the small courtyard that locked you up in this life. Do you need me to repeat what you are going to do in the future!"

"Su Shu remembers."

"Ugly words are up front, if you can't do it, I will do whatever it takes to help you do it!" Lingyun's face was expressionless, and the meaning in the words made people feel inexplicably terrified, "When the time comes, you will bear the consequences.!

The child had never seen a master with such an expression before, and he seemed a little dazed, always thinking that he was going to be unlucky.

"From today onwards, you will change your name to 'Su Xianren', and you will no longer be Su Shu."