Chapter 622: Human nature, animal nature, divinity
In the Kusheng Mountains, the wind does not blow, the sand does not rise, everything is silent, and all living beings are silent.
Only the redness of the sky, like light and blood, is constantly churning and spreading, as if the sky is wounded and stained with blood in all directions.
On the roof, the prince's voice echoed, talking about the cause and effect related to the gods in this dead world.
"I am not a god, and I have no divine source in my body."
"But I also have authority, but it's just different from the gods... It doesn't come from the ignition of the divine fire, but from the blessing of Wanggu Heavenly Dao."
"So, I can't help you how to control your own divine source. I can only give you one direction, and that is hunger."
The prince stared at Xu Qing.
"Hungry?" Xu Qing pondered, and after a moment he looked at the captain.
In his memory, every time the captain saw the flesh and blood of gods, he seemed to be extremely hungry.
The captain blinked and said nothing.
Xu Qing was thoughtful.
"Xu Qing, we don't have much time." On the roof, the prince withdrew his eyes and looked at the bright red spreading from the horizon. He spoke softly and then took a step forward.
The next moment, his figure disappeared into the sky and earth, and Xu Qing disappeared with him.
The departure of the two did not surprise the captain. He stretched out, opened the storage bag, and rummaged inside.
After a while, I found an iron box.
"Your Majesty is too impatient..."
The captain murmured in his heart, bit his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, then waved his hand to catch the blood and put it in the iron box.
"I have no choice but to use this one. But the old man is so good at knowing things. He actually gave me this thing before Fenghai County left."
"He said at the time that this was the anchor for the fourth child..."
"It can only be opened with my blood, so that when my fourth son is lost, I can send it to him."
The captain glanced at the iron box and wanted to open it in advance, but he knew the importance of this item, so he suppressed his curiosity.
At the same time, deep in the Qingsha Desert, in this endless desert, the figures of the Crown Prince and Xu Qing emerged from nothingness.
As soon as he arrived, Xu Qing immediately sensed his surroundings.
The sand mountains in the distance were motionless. The disappearance of the wind made the desert become silent, and the green gravel under the feet turned gray for some unknown reason.
Gives people a feeling of death.
Xu Qing has been here before and knows that it is a deserted land, several months away from the Kusheng Mountains.
"It's fine right here."
The prince spoke calmly and looked at Xu Qing.
"One last question for you, are you sure?"
Xu Qing looked up at the crimson sky and felt the restlessness of the power of the purple moon in his body. It was an impulse that seemed to leave his body and return to the sky.
Xu Qing didn't want to give up Ziyue, so he knew that he didn't actually need to choose, so he looked at the prince and nodded.
"good!"
The prince's eyes were deep and he raised his right hand to grab Xu Qing.
With this grasp, there was no breath coming out, no fluctuation in cultivation, and no burst of momentum. But with such a simple grasp, Xu Qing's body shook violently.
He clearly felt that the fire of his life dimmed instantly. The vitality in his body seemed to have its own will, became an individual, turned into mist, and quickly dispersed along the surface of his body.
The white mist continued to seep out, from all the hair on Xu Qing's body, from his seven orifices, from all positions of his body, and continued to spread out, going straight to the prince's right hand.
During this process, Xu Qing's body began to wither, his hair began to wither, and waves of weakness emerged throughout his body, becoming more and more intense.
Until a moment later, a white mist gathered on the prince's right hand, and he put his hand down.
Xu Qing staggered, took a few steps back, and gasped for air. At this moment, looking at his appearance, he no longer looked twenty years old, but more like a dying old man.
Most of his hair fell off, and the rest turned gray. His body was as thin as firewood, and even his cultivation was fragile, and even his teeth were loose.
His eyes were extremely dim, which was caused by 90% of his vitality being sucked out.
A sense of emptiness emerged in Xu Qing's perception, turning into coldness, and then a feeling of hunger arose.
But Xu Qing felt that this feeling was not enough.
So he looked at the prince and spoke hoarsely.
"Senior, I know that you have your own selfish motives, and I also understand that you hope that my power of Purple Moon can be stronger. I can even guess that this is related to rescuing your brothers and sisters."
The Crown Prince did not hide what he said and spoke in a low voice.
"Xu Qing, I do have selfish motives. I hope your power of Purple Moon can grow and become stronger so that you can truly master it..."
"Then, please continue, because I also want to master the power of Ziyue, and I also want to see what this world is really like." Xu Qing spoke with a weak voice and a smile.
The prince was silent. After a while, he made a finger with his left hand, and suddenly a seal of Yun Shen fell on Xu Qing's body.
"Take away your vitality and make your life empty."
"Deprive you of your cultivation and dry up your spiritual power."
"Deprive you of recovery and make it impossible to reverse yourself."
"Finally, I will deprive you of the possibility of life, leaving you unable to move or resist, and you can only wait for death to come."
Xu Qing's mind was roaring, and the moment went blank. At some point, he lost his balance and fell down heavily, lying in the desert.
The prince sighed softly, looked deeply at Xu Qing, turned around and walked towards the sky, gradually going away step by step.
Only this quiet desert is left, and the lonely figure lying there is left.
Xu Qing likes silence, because silence helps thinking, and he likes to think.
But at this moment, in this silent world, he even lacked the ability to think. He felt extremely weak and could not move his fingers.
He even felt the cold that he hated most.
"It's been a long time... it's been a long time..." Xu Qing murmured weakly in his heart. It had been a long time since he had experienced the coldness of his childhood.
The coldness of his body invaded his soul, and the ice from the inside to the outside made his body tremble uncontrollably.
The consciousness is a little blurry.
Vaguely, Xu Qing seemed to have seen many pictures. In the pictures, a dirty young man crawled out from countless dead bodies and struggled to move forward, just to survive.
"Actually, I have felt like this when I was a child, more than once."
Xu Qing murmured.
Countless times I was about to die from hunger, and countless times I felt cold and despairing.
In order to survive, he had eaten anything in the past. Tree bark was already a luxury. When he was extremely hungry, dirt could satisfy his hunger.
"So, the prince is actually wrong. He should let me have some strength, so that I can feel hungry on a deeper level."
Xu Qing smiled reluctantly, raised his withered arm tremblingly, and tried hard to put it in front of him and to his mouth.
Madness slowly appeared in his eyes, bloodshot eyes gradually appeared, and veins bulged on his forehead. With all his strength gathered, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit his arm with all his strength.
Blood overflowed along Xu Qing's lips and teeth, flowing in strands, but before it could drip down, Xu Qing swallowed every drop while inhaling.
Also swallowed by him was a piece of flesh and blood on his arm that he had bitten off.
There was no need to chew too much, Xu Qing's throat moved and he swallowed it hard.
As the flesh and blood slid inside the throat and fell into the stomach, the endless squeezing and gastric juices rushed up like the dry earth ushering in nectar.
Xu Qing's mouth was full of blood and he felt his stomach squirming. This familiar feeling made him laugh.
"That's right. If you want to be hungry, you need to at least have some strength."
It's just that this smile is a bit scary, and as he smiles, Xu Qing's eyes become even redder, and his breathing becomes rapid. As his strength recovers a little, the hunger caused by the coldness and emptiness becomes more and more intense.
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Xu Qing's body trembled, and the blood in his eyes became thicker. He felt as if there was an endless hole in his body at this moment, and the suction emanating from it made the world in front of him distorted.
However, Xu Qing has rich experience in this.
He looked at the sky and suddenly cursed.
"What a remnant of a son of a bitch!"
When he was young, every time he was hungry to this extent, he would scold him like this, and it's the same now.
Cursing and cursing, Xu Qing's thoughts slowly returned, and the madness in his heart was finally restrained.
"This kind of hunger that can be controlled is obviously not enough."
"This is physical hunger, not spiritual hunger as the prince said."
"As for the feeling of hunger, I have other experiences."
Xu Qing thought about the time when he devoured the monks of the Red Moon Temple. At that time, he had a strong impulse in his heart, as if he was addicted, and wanted to devour more. He still remembers that feeling.
"Although I restrained myself at that time, if I continue to devour it, I may not be able to restrain myself..."
"There is also the hunger of the senior brother, and the hunger of the Ancient Spirit Emperor!"
"And Zhang Siyun, the clone of the Red Mother, was hungry in the Immortal Forbidden Land back then!"
"Their hunger is the same as mine."
Xu Qing murmured.
"Then, what if I don't restrain myself?"
Xu Qing was silent. After a while, he gave up restraint and lowered his head instinctively. His breathing became rapid. The feeling of hunger overwhelmed his reason and replaced everything else.
He opened his mouth suddenly and bit his arm again, as if it was not his own flesh and blood.
One bite after another, biting hard, slowly losing sanity, and the instinct of life is gradually driving everything.
At this moment, he was like a wild beast!
Even when the blood filled the air, some of it fell on the gravel. Xu Qinghui instinctively lay down and greedily swallowed the blood-stained gravel.
But even so, the feeling of hunger still cannot be reduced at all.
"Hungry...hungry..."
Xu Qing trembled and crawled forward with all his strength. He wanted to eat more.
It's just that the surrounding area was deserted, and there weren't even any ferocious beasts. After climbing a few feet, Xu Qing lay there, swallowed by the darkness and drowned in madness.
As weakness and death spread throughout his body more and more intensely, Xu Qing's mind cleared up for a moment.
"The prince said that it is the overlap of human nature and divinity..."
"And now, I am an animal."
"The fact that he is still awake shows that this is a blend of human nature and animal nature, and it also shows that my method is wrong."
"So, what is humanity? What is divinity?"
Xu Qing murmured weakly.
Time passed and three days passed.
When Xu Qing felt this hunger in the Qingsha Desert, because the light of the red moon appeared on the horizon, the entire ethnic group and sentient beings in the Moon Festival Territory fell into despair.
And chaos is the companion of despair.
The entire Moon Festival Territory began to be in turmoil, and madness became the main theme.
Since the final fate is destined to be death, anything can happen at the last moment of life.
Burning, killing, insulting, raping and looting can be seen anywhere in this large area.
It's everywhere.
The evil in the nature of life is endlessly staged at this moment, being wantonly vented and actively released.
All restraints no longer exist, and all restraints are reduced to ashes.
The wailing and pain turned into a storm, sweeping everything in its path...
Humanity is collapsing.
Goodwill is fading.
Beastiality is spreading.
Madness is breaking out.
The same is true for the monks in the green sand desert.