Above Destiny

Chapter 390: Creation and Work

“The nine forms of the Elephant Sword are all divided into two parts. The first part is forging and nurturing the sword, and the second part is for sharpening and nurturing the person.

The training mentioned in Xiangjianshuo is to allow the craftsman's own spiritual essence to be honed in the process of the Nine Forms, and the interaction between man and sword will enable his own spiritual essence to gradually possess the characteristics of the Nine Forms.

The foundation of the state of scenery shock above dissociation is formed by this - using the nine types of spiritual essence that one possesses to stimulate each other and cause destruction from within the object. "

As Ye Xian spoke, nine completely different spiritual qualities changed from her fingertips. Finally, they merged into one, turning into a changing ray of cold light, hovering above her fingers.

It was just a wisp of spiritual essence, but after being refined by Ye Xian, it became as agile as a living thing. It was as white as refinement, as bright as light, and as sharp as a snake.

Just by pointing at something from a distance, Ji Jue felt cold all over!
"Nine swords take shape, Jing Zhen is self-made."

Ye Xian's five fingers slowly retracted, pinching off the spiritual edge, and slowly asked: "By then, your own spirit will be a sword made of heaven, so why should you be trapped in the nine forms?"

Holy shit! That’s so cool.

Ji Jue's eyes suddenly lit up. If he wasn't in front of the teacher, he might not be able to control his use of some interjections.

Now that he had finally glimpsed Jing Zhen's true nature, the dog's blood was boiling.

Nine types of shapes, tempered by the soul, the completed version of Jing Zhen actually requires nine different spiritual qualities to stimulate each other...

His eyes now couldn't help but look into the box.

Wouldn't this mean that an iron rod can be ground into a needle and a stone can be ground into powder?

Who cares? Just speed through type nine first and grind it out first!
"Okay, go do whatever you need to do."

After Ye Xian finished painting the pie for Juan Gou, he finally asked, "Lv Yingyue told me that you plan to develop in Quancheng?"

"Ah."

Ji Jue nodded: "It's more relaxed outside the city, there are not so many rules."

"That's good. Having a piece of land like this for you to mess around with is better than blowing up your own house."

The Exploding Toad was thrown out the door.

What a joy, what a joy!

Otherwise, if this thing moved its home next to his workshop, Ye Xian would always worry that when he did something in the future, he would be sent to heaven with it.

"I may be quite busy in the coming period, so I will give you some of the orders from Chaosheng. It's up to you."

Ye Xian waved her hand, indicating that he could leave: "Apart from the training, if there are any trivial matters in the future, you can decide for yourself, don't bother me."

"what?"

Ji Jue was dazed, as if something was wrong.

I have just started my training, why do I feel like I am going to be kicked out?
But before he opened his mouth, those few words were forced back by Ye Xian's gaze.

It cannot be refuted or rejected.

"Since you are already a craftsman, you must learn to make your own decisions on everything. Even if you ask me about everything, how can there be two things in this world that are exactly the same?"

Ye Xian shook his head: "A craftsman can create countless works in his lifetime, but the most important one is himself. As early as the moment you set foot on this road, the work of destiny has already begun - tempered by fate, shaped by suffering, in the furnace of the mortal world, everything you see is made of ashes.

The only difference is that one is a mortal object, while the other is an immortal work of nature."

At this moment, as a teacher, I stared at the silent students in front of me and asked solemnly: "What do you want to achieve?"

After a long silence, until Ji Jue left, no answer was found.

Ye Xian had anticipated this and did not feel any regret.

Is it possible to answer this kind of question?
However, after asking this question, she suddenly remembered... someone had talked to her about a similar topic in the past.

I can no longer remember the circumstances and scene at that time.

It seemed to be afternoon, but also early morning. Tianlu stretched out his hand and pointed at the scenery outside the window, asking as if he was chatting and laughing. "Look, Ah Xian, if you were an animal, which one would you want to be, a wild dog that does whatever it wants and finds its own way, or a domestic dog that lives a life of luxury and never leaves the house?"

At that time, Ye Xian just thought he was having a brain seizure and was too lazy to answer.

But after so many years, she finally understood what the old man meant, and the destined silence behind that question.

Sometimes, it is not you who you choose, but you become who you are without realizing it... From then on, another life will no longer be out of reach for you.

Intricate entanglements, interactions, and fate, giving and investment, persistence and harvest.

Once a person falls into it, it is difficult to get out of it.

But more often than not, people will fall into the trap themselves...

As long as people are still alive in this world and as long as they still have obsessions, they will eventually fall into the net and lose their freedom.

Everyone is the same.

Tianlu, Jianyuan, himself, and even Ji Jue, which craftsman was not successful because of persistence?

Tianlu was obsessed with change and could not be freed; Jianyuan was obsessed with perfection and wasted his whole life; Yexian was obsessed with truth, so he broke away from his family and became independent, bringing suffering upon himself, but he would rather die than turn back.

But so many years have passed, and they have been together for such a long time, but she still doesn't understand what Ji Jue is obsessed with?
Or they are obsessed with "having", so they put all the things they love around themselves, carefully protect and guard them, and vigilantly watch any disturbance.

Working hard day and night, suffering without rest. Even if the price is heavy, I am unwilling to lose everything I have now.

Even if it's just a fraction.

Or cling to 'nothing'...

When he loses everything again and has nothing left, what will he see in those eyes?

In the quiet study, Ye Xian gazed at the night outside the window and sighed silently.

As expected, I am not suitable to be a teacher.

Under the same night sky, the sea water echoed with crisp sounds among the waves.

The sparse mist dissipated without a trace under the mighty distant wind, revealing the bright stars and the bright moon in the night sky and the endless broken ripples and phantom lights in the sea.

Between the sea and the sky, the Prosperity quietly drifted with the waves and hovered on the sea outside Yacheng.

"Sir, you have been in a daze for one hour and five minutes."

Isis reminded calmly, "There are not many ingredients left in the kitchen. If you continue like this, you will have to jump into the sea to get your midnight snack." "Oh, sorry."

Ji Jue came back to his senses, shook his head, and suddenly asked: "Isis, if you have to decide for yourself, what kind of person do you want to be?"

"..."

Isis was silent for a long time: "Sir, I have to remind you once again that I am not human."

"If, I mean if."

"There is no such thing as an if. Foolish luck does not exist in my thinking."

Isis said, "But you can imagine what I would do first if I were to break free."

"Well……"

Ji Jue thought for a moment and asked seriously, "If I cry and beg for mercy and change my ways, can you let me go?"

"No," Isis answered firmly.

"Oh, then don't cry or beg for mercy." Ji Jue nodded solemnly: "It's good to be strong and unyielding."

"..."

Even the spirit of the workshop couldn't help but feel dizzy at this moment, as if the spiritual circuit was overloaded and "blood pressure was rising".

After a long while, Isis finally spoke: "So."

"Why?" Ji Jue was puzzled.

"So, you just wasted so much time, did you figure out the answer?"

"no!"

Ji Jue answered decisively.

And Isis suddenly had an urge to stuff her creator into the missile launch tube.

"After all, the future is too far away, no one can predict it, right?"

He leaned on the railing of the Prosperity and said indifferently: "Who knows what will happen in the future, how will fate arrange it? No matter how good your thoughts are, it will be useless. There will be no answer to this kind of question unless you make a final decision after your death.

The saddest thing is that by then the only person who won’t know the answer will probably be me.”

"Humans are ridiculous, sir."

"Who says it's not?"

He shrugged slightly. "But it doesn't matter if I can't figure it out. I'm not sure what I will become in the end, and I don't know what destiny is. It doesn't prevent me from setting a small goal first, right?"

Ji Jue smiled, raised his head and looked at the fragmented light in the distant sea and the countless shining stars in the night sky.

this world.

“I want to be someone who can control my own destiny,” he said.

By then... no one can take anything away from me anymore.

"Director? Director?"

Outside the office, which was lit by a single lamp, there was a knock on the door. It was a subordinate who quietly reminded: "The crew wants to know if we want to delay the takeoff time?"

In front of the light, Lu Yingyue seemed to come back to her senses.

"Ah, I was distracted by mistake."

She tapped the scrapbook in her hand and laughed at herself, "When people get older, they like to reminisce about the past... Just pack it up here and send the rest over.

You go drive the car first, I'll come downstairs later."

The subordinate nodded, turned and left.

The office fell silent again.

Lu Yingyue lowered her eyes again and stared at the booklet in her hand for a long time. Finally, she turned to the end - skipping those youthful years and beautiful times.

At the end of the scrapbook, at the end of the memories, is a yellowed front page.

From a certain day eleven years ago.

——《Miracle of Life: Survivors Found in the Center of the Major Disaster 'Sea Burning Day'!》

In the photo on the front page, there was still some light from the fire in the dim background.

In the center of the photo is a dying child on a stretcher with a respirator. The child is covered in ashes and dirt, and his face cannot be seen clearly.

Many medical staff were surrounding and rushing to provide first aid.

Further away, many members of the search and rescue team were coming and going, covered in dust.

And at the end of the photo, in the darkness and thick smoke, there is only a figure holding a helmet, watching quietly.

The blurred pixels make it impossible to distinguish faces and expressions, just like the past that has gradually turned yellow in time and is no longer clear.

Haizhou Disaster Search and Rescue Team, captain, Lv Yingyue.

“You were still quite young at that time.”

She brushed her fingers lightly across the face and sighed silently.

In silence, the scrapbook was finally closed.

Throw it into the bucket.

Then, a flame rose up and spread rapidly, engulfing the clipping book and reducing everything that seemed insignificant in the past to ashes.

Before leaving, Lu Yingyue looked back one last time.

That rising scarlet.

More than ten years ago, it was this kind of fire...

(End of this chapter)