The past is the interpretation we give, and we try to get rid of it, get rid of its shadow, speak with certainty, but the only way to get rid of it is to add a more beautiful scene. - Wendell Berry

The "childlike" half of Yingmeng's face was only confused, while the other half of her face under the light had a contradictory and twisted smile. It looked very peaceful but gave people a feeling of pain. She was half-kneeling on the ground and raised her head.

"Tong Zhen" asked hopefully: "Do I still have a chance to look back?"

"Buzz" pictures flashed before her eyes. She had countless opportunities to look back. She would wait for the Immortal Lord to leave before coming out. She would not stand out at the Immortal Peach Banquet. She would change her identity after being captured. She would become the Demon King in the Demon World and come back in the Underworld...

A drop of blood streaked across her face under the light, and she seemed to be crying, but the corners of her mouth were still upturned, trembling with difficulty, but still smiling.

She cried, not as sad as when Yang Cang died, not as heartbreaking as on the Immortal Platform, but it made people feel that her whole body was being pulled, painful and sad.

The "innocent" half of her face showed panic, grief, and discomfort. She seemed to be trying to find someone, something or something in urgent need to transfer all these guilts, otherwise she would collapse.

"If the spiritual root is not given to..."

"Buzz"

After learning the truth, Xiao Xueer realized the way of time through Ying Meng's eyes.

Going back to the past, he returned the spiritual root to Ying Meng when he was a child, only to see her spurting out a mouthful of blood. "We owe each other nothing."

Ying Meng rushed forward and wanted to stop her. But this was just a picture.

There was a storm in Ying Meng's pupils, and suffocating pain and anxiety swept through her body. She shouted at her in pain: "Who needs you to sacrifice? Why sacrifice yourself for a demon. You have already understood... Peak Power

Sir, your dream... is only one step away... you have created a demon!"

But Xiao Xueer couldn't hear her friend's shouts, and Yingmeng could only watch her stagger away choking. Perhaps at this moment, those who had once

The malice bred by jealousy makes Yingmeng even smaller.

From then on, no one knew where she went. It turned out that in the end, everything was just a cycle of cause and effect. The so-called genius was just the spiritual energy accumulated by others through thousands of years of practice.

Unlike her talent which can only give out fragments, The Floating World of All Beings presents the complete story from every angle.

The "complete" truth completely shattered all Yingmeng's perceptions.

She finally understood that the power of the Diagram of All Living Beings in her talent was only fragmentary, not because she lacked the craftsmanship, but because she allowed her subjective influence on what she could see to control her.

The originally bright eyes on the "childlike" half of the face were dimmed at this moment, and the eyes were so empty, with no desire, no pursuit, no joy, no anger, no sorrow, no joy.

It turns out that her pride and ignorance are her tragedy.

Throughout her life, in the end, what she really wanted was the most ordinary ray of sunshine.

She suddenly laughed crazily, but her laughter was full of desolation.

Destiny, this is her destiny...

A drama, a chess game. Even if others were lying to her, even she was lying to herself. She thought life was just a tragedy, but now it seems that it is a false and ironic joke.

She wanted to go crazy, so that she could escape everything, but she couldn't, because she was already crazy! How funny, she smiled, tears fell down, and she closed her eyes, but the surrounding pictures kept pouring into her mind.

There was so much information that she couldn't analyze or think about it, and could only passively accept it.

There is a limit to the information a person can receive. No matter how comprehensive the information is, she can only see what she subjectively approves of.

So is what is shown in front of her and what she knows is the objective reality or the inner reality?

How the tragedy of the times was caused is no longer important; what is important is

It is a human factor. After everyone has mastered part of the truth, they choose to conceal and distort it according to their own ideas, and then use the polished version to decide their own path. Everyone starts to change from themselves, but

No one thought about whether others also recognized this change.

"I'm just a child." Yingmeng's lips curled up slightly, and she had a thousand words she wanted to say and finally turned them into one sentence: "I'm just forced by the situation and have no choice..."

We have been deceiving ourselves, just like we dare not face the existence of things and only pay attention to the various characteristics of things. We deny personal freedom in order to avoid the responsibilities that come with it. When we have to be responsible for something

, we often argue that we had no choice at the time.

"Buzz"

Countless families were destroyed, the earth withered, and prosperous cities turned into seas of fire. Without saying whether God and cause and effect would forgive her just because she was a child, let’s ask her, can she really forgive herself? Being forced to make a living, this is exploitation and fraud.

Is it the reason for normality? Don’t we have to bear the consequences of helpless decisions?

And did we really have no choice at the time? Whether it was due to the helplessness of livelihood or self-interest, who can tell?

We are absolutely free, but acknowledging this means accepting the responsibility that comes with free choice.

"I am a monster..."

"Maybe it's because you think you are a monster. Isn't it difficult to acquit yourself?" Looking at Yingmeng who was kneeling and crying silently, the World Honored One sighed.

The "childlike" half of the face slowly twisted out and finally disappeared, leaving behind a peaceful and hypocritical smile.

She raised her head and looked directly at the World Honored One. "I understand, I am already at the top..."

As a chess player with the right to choose, what will you do next?
Chapter completed!