God Weird Fairy

Chapter 33: Thirty-three Reverse Sacrifice is Hard to Calm Down

"This is impossible!"

Xu Luo screamed, his face full of shock and surprise.

He didn't believe that Nan Yi's understanding of the way of Ming Zun could be better than his.

But the results of Dao disputes will not lie.

Xu Luo's spiritual consciousness was like a pebble, and Nan Yi easily kicked him out of the spirit-granting ritual.

Xu Luo, who was frightened and shaken, murmured: "A natural-born saint?"

But Nan Yi cannot be the Son of God!
He's the one who deserves to die!
The frightened Xu Luo bit the tip of his tongue and waved his right hand subconsciously.

He didn't have any magical powers to directly hurt people, so he simply let his magic power condense directly into a long whip and slapped Nan Yi's chest fiercely.

But the moment he waved his right hand, Xu Luo already knew that this was purely a meaningless vent.

Because, from the moment he participated in the spirit-giving ritual, Nan Yi became one with the spirit-giving ritual.

Not to mention, Nan Yi has now completely taken away control of the spiritual ritual.

The magic whip fell, and it seemed that Nan Yi was hit hard, but Nan Yi only swayed slightly, and his feet were stuck to the ground like nails, motionless.

everything is over.

Xu Luo struck out with his whip. Knowing that the situation was irreversible, his mind suddenly regained its clarity and there was no longer any panic.

He looked at Nan Yi and calmed down his expression so that he didn't look so out of character. He just thought to himself: He spends all his time collecting medicine, but he doesn't want to think that he will become medicine for others.

Xu Luo sighed and said to Nan Yi: "Remember to water the Tao Fruit later to warm up your innate magical power."

He had already roughly guessed Nan Yi's natural talent.

The next moment, the eternal flame, which had burned countless mortals, ignited from Xu Luo without discrimination.

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After a few breaths forward, Nan Yi swept away Xu Luo's spiritual consciousness and easily took control of the spiritual ritual.

With a bang, Nan Yi's mind suddenly climbed upwards, overlooking the entire Nanshi Village like a god's perspective.

In Nanshi Village, all the villagers were gone, and many monkeys were playing with the clothes left after the villagers turned to ashes.

Nan Yi gritted his teeth. Although he knew that the monkeys were controlled by Xu Luo's bewitchment, he couldn't see the beasts playing with the leftover clothes after hurting people, so he followed the anger in his heart and included the monkeys in the scope of sacrifice.

"Squeak?"

"Squeak!"

The monkeys screamed in fear, and in an instant they all turned into human torches, lost control of their limbs, fell to the ground and howled in pain.

It seems that the burning speed of the eternal open flame is not particularly fast, and it does not burn out immediately.

No wonder Xu Luo chose to kill first and then sacrifice, but he thought the wailing was too noisy.Anyway, as long as a person has just died, the amount of spiritual energy extracted is almost the same. It is better to kill first and then burn, just to keep things quiet.

However, amid the wailing, Nan Yi turned a deaf ear as if he didn't hear it at all.

At this moment, he felt depressed and resentful.

Although he had no feelings for his original family, seeing his original parents die in front of his eyes still made Nan Yi feel extremely guilty.

If he had not returned to Nanshi Village.

If he hadn't been blindly optimistic, he thought he could deal with Xu Luo just by calling a few escorts.

If he had been more steady, he could have predicted Xu Luo's magical powers and ruthlessness a bit more.

Then, the original parents may not die.

Nan Yi hates it!

He hated himself for using the logic of Blue Star's demon-free world so self-righteously that he used the rules of this world.

He hated himself for thinking that he was well thought out and well prepared, but he underestimated the uncanny degree of the strange power of the god in this world.

He, hate it!

I hate it for eternity, but I still dare not forget it.

Angrily, Nan Yi subconsciously looked around, hoping to see a few more moving things to dilute the annoyance in his heart.

But looking around, all I could see was loneliness.

As a result, the tense heartstrings broke, like a river embankment suddenly collapsing. Instantly, hatred called self-blame spewed out, stirring up his heart and torturing Nan Yi's conscience.

He hates, and his mind is filled with hatred; he is angry, and he is filled with anger.

He was manic and anxious and needed to vent. At this moment, he just wanted to see Xu Luo wailing in pain so that he could comfort himself and tell himself: by killing Xu Luo, he would at least avenge his original body.

However, Xu Luo looked calm and went to his death without even saying a word.

Seeing the worry-free smile on Xu Luo's face, Nan Yi seemed to see Xu Luo saying to himself: Ignorant child.

Nonsence!

Nan Yi's chest was pounding with anger, and he almost screamed to express his depression.

But just as their lips parted, he tightened his lips again and asked himself: Is this the end of the matter?Why is this happening?Does it have to come to this?
After asking himself repeatedly and looking behind me three times, Nan Yi suppressed his anger with doubts for the time being.

He began to ask: But Xu Luo did this on purpose?If it was intentional, what was the purpose?
Is it possible that the achievement is just to create obstacles for him and prevent him from having clear ideas?Or is it that Xu Luo didn't want to lose his face and kept silent?
Nan Yi speculated in his heart, and suddenly felt that he had almost followed Xu Luo's wishes.

When he was about to die, Xu Luoduo was in a complicated mood. He warned Nan Yi out of the kindness of his heart when he was about to die, but he also had the intention to anger Nan Yi.

If Nan Yi was so angry that his state of mind was disturbed, he might also lose control of the spiritual rituals, that is, he would not be able to maintain his mind's perspective of looking down at Nanshi Village from God's perspective.

As the host of the spiritual ceremony, and even as a monk, you should keep your mind clear and calm at all times, and try your best to avoid emotional interference.Otherwise, in the face of all kinds of magical powers in this world, sooner or later your mind will be blinded and you will go astray without even realizing it.

At the moment of desperation, Nan Yi finally came to his senses, and tried to adjust his mentality, self-examination, and by presiding over the spiritual ceremony and overlooking the other side with his mind, he realized God's perspective and thought about what the transcendent Taoist heart is.

At this moment, Nan Yi really blames himself and is really angry.

But as a time traveler, his hatred did not break his heart and break his heart.

He murmured to himself: "I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you."

"But I survived."

"I will be buried with you, and then I will take your share of life and live on forever and ever."

Nan Yi, who came from Blue Star and watched this world with cold eyes, will be mentally buried with everyone and die.

The one who survived and calmed down was Nan Yi, who traveled to Shengui Liaozhai and had a new life.

Before that, deep down in Nan Yi's heart, he had always been a little proud and a little alienated from the new world and new life after traveling.

He comes from Blue Star Tianxia, ​​a civilized society, and has always looked at the ancient life he lived in this world with a cold eye: there was no toilet paper, no snacks, no mobile phones and no Internet.

Being far away from the common people, they lack both enjoyment and entertainment, which is just mediocre.

Even if he copied martial arts novels and showed off his painting skills in his previous life, he could easily impress the scholars in Dali; even if he tried his hand at a small test and used his three skills as a problem solver in a small town to win the first prize in the yearly examination, it never made Nan Yi feel. Cool.

He only felt lonely, a vague loneliness that felt too cold at a high place, a loneliness that was like being reduced to a different world and having to associate with the ancient natives.

But now, blood and death, fear and self-blame have torn the pride and loneliness in Nan Yi's heart to pieces.

It turns out that he will still die and will still be afraid.

It turns out that he is just a person, an ordinary person no different from the natives of this world.

It turns out that he is so small.

And the immortal gods like "Ming Zun" are so great.

He got it.

Between life and death, only strength is real and true.

Nan Yi killed the self-righteous self from Blue Star.

He wants to live a new self in this world and embrace the true power.

Therefore, Nan Yi, who realized God's perspective, gradually regained his composure and felt as clear as ice.

All anger and self-blame were swept out of his heart.

To be precise, I have been angry, but there is no need to be angry about it; I have been self-blame, but there is no need to blame myself for it.

After all, he is a human being, not a god. He cannot be perfect and never make mistakes.

As an ordinary person, he is destined to face many ups and downs in his life and future.

Can he still blame himself for the rest of his life?
Nan Yi looked down at his physical body from a transcendent perspective.

"I should have two pursuits in this life."

"The first is immortality and living. No matter what, I don't want to die."

"The second is being invincible and working hard to become stronger. My destiny should not be influenced by others."

He talked to himself, speaking to himself as well as to his original body.

From today on, he will no longer be entangled in his past, because his parents, brothers, villagers and old friends have all turned into spirits, and there will be no more entanglements in the future.

However, from today on, he will take the place of his original self, bear the lives of the entire village, and strive to live longer and become stronger in this world.

Thinking like this, Nan Yi put aside the hatred in his heart and finally looked at the huge spirituality that was refined and accumulated by the Spirit-Giving Ritual in the sky above Nanshi Village.

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　(Continued from Chapter 24)
　　Poison [-] is in his original body, and his parents are in his original body. In order to avoid emotional drama, he forcibly sacrifices himself to heaven.

　　This has aroused the discussion among book friends. It is not about the villain's revenge, but actually the killing of the plot. Why not return the clothes and be proud of being a saint in front of others, and the parents can enjoy wealth and honor.

　　This is my fault, frankly speaking, my writing skills are weak.

　　Parents' sacrifice to heaven was originally a background, but the first draft was scrapped and now it is the opening chapter.

　　If the timeline is pushed forward, the background becomes personal experience; if the plot is to be changed, the outline will be completely discarded.There is really nothing I can do to change it, so I have to make do with it.If it makes you frown, I hope you will forgive me.

　　The poisonous three are involved, the villain is not independent enough, and the blood relatives appear closely, which makes the readers suspicious.

　　The protagonist kills the villain, but a monk arrives.The monk is a blood relative, but instead of killing the protagonist, he escorts the protagonist back and gives him a letter of recommendation.

　　This is suspicious, why are they blood relatives?Why not change the character and be a righteous passer-by?
　　This is my fault. I only focused on logical logic, but there was hidden information, which made readers doubtful.

　　The countryside is lawless, and the government never regulates it; killings occur frequently, and massacres of villages are common.There is never justice, no law enforcer is seen, the protagonist kills the villain, and no one is seen.

　　Only through blood ties and grievances can we arrive in time and be ushered into the Tao.

　　The considerations here are all due to plot cards.The protagonist kills the villain, and all the past lines are empty. How to turn the subsequent plot line: lead to the spiritual world, and prevent the protagonist from being stubborn?
　　The logic may be smooth, but the plot is a surprise.Because the information is confidential, the setting is not dared to be changed, and past grudges are hidden, which makes readers wonder: since the blood relatives have arrived, why not kill the protagonist?

　　I’ve been criticized recently and it’s hard to bear the shame.I boldly lament and write to my book friends:
　　This is all my fault. I am unable to cure the three poisons. My talent and writing skills are weak, and I am ashamed to admit my mistake.

　　I hope you will not give up, raise your hand and let go of the horse; wait and see the effects, and then talk about life and death.

　　


(End of this chapter)