Chapter 186 Hold life in your hands, let it be a trap or skylight
To be honest, Yunhua was a little scared.
No matter how many things I have experienced over the years, to be honest, nothing is as weird as what I am encountering now.
Especially, such a weird thing happened so peacefully.
If it weren't for the incredible effect of the "Foundation Building Pill", he wouldn't even think about what happened that day, and would just treat everything as normal.
Then he and them, so many cultivators, would be like walking into a nightmare from which they could not wake up.
Thinking of this, Yun Hua was not only scared, but downright terrified.
With his level of enlightenment and knowledge, he didn't know what he had encountered.
But it was also the level and knowledge of the Enlightenment Realm that made him realize that he had indeed encountered something, something that was definitely beyond his level and knowledge!
Fear.
Creepy.
So much so that my heart felt cold.
Yun Hua even raised his head and looked around, a little suspicious that he was being looked at by a cold gaze at this moment.
Call...
Yunhua let out a long breath.
While he was afraid of the mysterious and unknown, Yun Hua was still more nervous and excited.
What does he have to lose?
This life?
Well, after thinking about it, this is my only life.
But other than that, he really had nothing.
In the past few years since returning to Wuyun City, Yunhua has actually gradually accepted the arrangement of the great road and fate for him, that is, to live the rest of his life peacefully until the end.
Practicing hard to achieve a breakthrough?
It’s impossible!
He should fight hard. In the past three hundred years, he had already fought in every possible way, once, again, and again.
To no avail again and again.
Disappointed again and again.
Time and time again, I thought I would turn a corner, but in the end, I turned into a dead end again.
again and again...
Really too many times.
From exhaustion to bruises, from physical and mental exhaustion to complete numbness.
If three hundred years of endless energy, endless vigor, and countless attempts to struggle and struggle, in the end, all he gets is a dwindling future and hope, then what else can he do with the remaining more than a hundred years of "remaining years"?
It's like a jar, you have five hundred years to fill it.
But now, after three hundred years of installation, only a small half of it, or simply the bottom of the tank, has been installed.
There is so much left, how to pack it?
Risking your life to pretend?
Yunhua doesn't mind if he just has to risk his life to show off.
But the problem is that it doesn't.
The avenue was cold and speechless, and it did not give him a chance to talk.
Three hundred years, the first hundred years are about moving forward indomitably, the middle one hundred years are about perseverance, and the last hundred years are about not regretting even after nine deaths.
But when these three hundred years passed and everything in body and mind was exhausted, Yunhua suddenly lost all hope.
Really suddenly.
Yunhua can never forget that moment.
On that day six years ago, the day before, he was still thinking, no, it can't be like this, I have to fight again, even if once is not enough, two, three, countless times, until I die, I can't give up!
That night, he did not practice, but just sat in front of the window, thinking about this problem lightly.
The moon gradually rises.
The moonlight gradually fills the sky and the earth.
Such a beautiful night!
But suddenly, inexplicably, and completely unreasonably, the last light in Yunhua's heart was extinguished, and the last bit of stubbornness in her life disappeared.
When did he grow old?
Just that night.
That night, Yunhua sat in front of the moonlit window all night. He clearly felt that something was flowing out from his body and from his heart like water, letting
He turned into a piece of wood, like a dead tree.
Go and look in the mirror when the morning light comes.
Overnight, his hair turned from black to gray.
Literally just overnight!
Surprisingly, Yunhua was not surprised, as if he had already known such a result.
Then.
Then he retired and returned to his hometown, and came to Wuyun City from his sect.
He did not go to the family.
The great-grandfather passes away, the grandfather passes away, the parents pass away, his generation passes away, and when his children pass away again, the family is just a clan and not a family.
Although in the clan, he has always been a legend and myth for hundreds of years.
But whether it's legends or myths, these are their own excitement, yearnings and stories, and have nothing to do with him.
It used to be about him, but not anymore.
The one who is still alive now is just a bad old man who is still alive.
"The mountain never hesitates to bestow despair on its climbers."
Yun Hua saw such a sentence in his sect many years ago. When he read it, he smiled and then threw it away at his feet. Over the years, this sentence often lingered in his ears.
It turns out that during those years when he was full of ambition and ambition, the bag behind his back always contained this sentence, but it remained silent.
It was silent.
He gradually became overwhelmed.
It wasn't until one day when he unloaded his luggage that he discovered this luggage.
…
Two days have passed since he took the Foundation Establishment Pill and woke up in an incredible state of cultivation.
These two days are simply longer than two hundred years for Yunhua.
Because he spent two days looking back on his past of more than three hundred years and nearly four hundred years.
Those innocent things.
Those longings.
Those are high.
Those excitements.
Then, those depressions, those disappointments, those declines, those despairs...
In the past three to four hundred years, all those things gathered together and attacked him in these two days.
There are many things that Yunhua feels he has forgotten and lost.
But actually, it doesn't.
They've always been there.
Whether it's the initial innocence, the final despair, or all the twists and turns in between.
All are there.
It's all there!
It was this uninvited look back that made Yunhua rediscover that he had had so many laughters and so many tears in the past many years.
Instead of being like now, behind the indifference, despair lurks.
"It turns out that my dream is still there and has not been lost."
It's another night, a night with a bright moonlight like water.
Yun Hua raised his hand and gently wiped away some tears from the corners of his eyes.
This wipe also wiped away the fear, the creepiness, and the chill in my heart that I had felt before the beginning of the past two days.
Now, his heart is really indifferent.
And behind this indifference, there is even some kind of vitality that has resurfaced.
"The mountain never hesitates to bestow despair on its climbers."
Yes.
Indeed.
but.
"The avenue never hesitates to shine sunshine on its pursuers."
Even if this sunshine is just an illusion.
Phantoms also come from sunlight.
Even if it turns out that this is really just an illusion, I will no longer despair.
Because at this moment, I really saw the sunshine!
Even if this sunshine does not belong to me in the end, I have at least proved that this sunshine really does exist!
Under the moonlight, Yunhua raised her face and greeted the moonlight with her whole face.
It seemed that this was not moonlight at this moment, but sunshine. What he felt was not coldness, but warmth.
In the calm, a smile gradually appeared on his face.
Maybe it's because of the moonlight.
That smile actually seemed to have a brighter look. Looking at it vaguely, it even made people feel that the joy under the smile was not inferior to that of the young man.
Yunhua has decided to go to Qingye Pharmacy tomorrow and then walk up to the child.
And what will be waiting for him?
It doesn't matter what it is anymore.
I can accept any kind of cloud, and I accept it calmly and calmly.
Regardless of whether this is a trap, he is about to meet death.
Or is this a ray of light from the sky, and he is being favored by the great road.
"Life or death, that is not a question."
"The important thing is not to live like death."
Either give me death, I will accept it without regrets or fear.
Either give me your child.
I want to fight harder...
Not many years.
As long as I am not dead, no one can fucking take the struggle away from my life, including myself!