Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 464: If you advance to the tenth level of Yang Shen and fail to become a grandmaster, you will end up being an ant!
[You stare blankly at the familiar courtyard in front of you, the blue bricks and black tiles seem familiar yet strange.]

[The figure that appears in your dreams every day is now sitting on a rattan chair under the eaves, embroidering brocade stitch by stitch.]

[“Guan’er, why did you come back so late?” The woman raised her head, and gentle wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes, but she panicked the moment she saw your face clearly, “Oh, why are you crying?” She hurriedly put down the embroidery frame and reached out to you. ]

【“Guan’er”—this name is like a pool of warm water flowing over my heart. 】

[You suddenly remember that in the next ten years or so, no one will call you like this again.]

[Mother has come to you, her plain cotton skirt sweeping across the bluestone steps. She stands up and brushes the dust off your body, "You're covered in dust, you're naughty again!"]

[“Mother, I cooked longevity noodles for you, go and eat them.”]

[You look at the needlework in your mother's hands, and you remember that this must have been when you were five years old.]

[You smell the faint scent of medicine on her body and see the unfinished embroidery on the rattan chair - that is the new dress for the young lady in the courtyard.]

[At this time, your height is comparable to those young men and women in the courtyard. Your mother takes good care of you, but she has to weave clothes for the young ladies and women in the courtyard every day. She spends most of her time on this. Because of her poor health, your mother always coughs in the middle of the night.]

[When you were a kid, you were naughty. When you saw the young ladies and gentlemen in the courtyard, you always wanted to fit in with them timidly. Even if you were bullied, you would stick with them.]

[You walk into the room and see the bowl of noodles on the eight-immortal table steaming with chopped green onions floating on the soup.]

【Memories of the past emerge!】

[Although you are a descendant of the Xie family, your clothing and the quality of your clothes are not even as good as those favored maids in the compound.]

[My mother also only has one set of presentable clothes, which is locked deep in the closet and not easily shown to others.]

[You often asked your mother out of curiosity: "Why can the children in other yards wear new clothes?"]

[“My brothers had new clothes every day. They had wooden horses, kites, tiger-skin hats, and many other toys I had never seen before.”]

[You are four years old and growing fast, so your clothes change sizes frequently. Your mother alters last year’s autumn clothes and gives them to you.]

[She has great craftsmanship and can always hide the traces of sewing and mending skillfully.]

[However, because the fabric of the clothes was different, it could still be seen and the other kids in the courtyard made fun of it.]

[Today you were laughed at by your friends in the courtyard and went home crying.]

[You asked your mother, "Why can't I buy you clothes?", and then you smashed the bowl of longevity noodles. ]

[You cried and yelled at your mother, "They don't like to play with me?"]

【Many years later, your mother passed away, and this is always something you can't get around. 】

[You lowered your head and ate the noodles mouthful by mouthful, and drank up the soup. Your mother had been watching you eat from behind.]

[Mother touches your head and says with a smile, "Guan'er, you are five years old now!"]

[You turned around and looked at the woman behind you. She smiled gently and you could not help but feel tears welling up in your eyes.]

[Time passes in the courtyard like a revolving lantern. In the blink of an eye, you are one year older, and the sycamore tree in the courtyard is green again.]

[This year, my mother's health became increasingly worrying. She became thinner and thinner, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.]

[In late autumn of the following year, my mother's cough suddenly worsened. She couldn't sleep all night, and finally she didn't even have the strength to get up.]

[You and Wutong hold the medicine in your hands, walk to your mother's bedside, and feed her carefully.]

[That day, the mother seemed to be in good spirits and radiant. She chatted with you for a long time and said, "It's a pity that I haven't seen what Guan'er will look like when he grows up. He must be very handsome. I don't know whose daughter he will be."]

[“Study hard, not for your mother, but for yourself!”]

[You look at your mother's thin face, and you don't know why you feel so sad.]

[Mother said gently: "Guan'er, go out and close the door. Mother will have a good sleep."]

[You walked out of the room, a light rain fell from the sky, and you looked down at the water surface of the large water tank in the yard. ]

[The reflection of your face and a pair of red eyes, the evil dragon that has been hidden in your heart for more than ten years finally raises its head. ]

[You know in your heart that it is an illusion, but you cannot bear it. You have a sword in your hand and walk into the Grand View Garden, where corpses are everywhere.]

[In the Peach Blossom Spring, Mr. Er looked a little worried. Xie Guan sat in the pavilion with a sad face. His aura suddenly rose to the peak. The flames on the Yin God that was originally burned by the red flames disappeared.]

[In the realm of Yang Shen, the most difficult obsession to let go is cut off. Taoists call it "cutting off the corpse of the original self." ]

[Some people are trapped by love and indulge in the gentleness of women, while others are obsessed with power and trapped in the quagmire of overwhelming power.]

[The deeper the obsession, the harder it is to let it go. This is the most dangerous hurdle in the cultivation of the Yuan Shen. If you are not careful, you may go astray and be doomed. ]

[Mr. Er recalled that when he broke through the realm, it took him seven days to lose his Dao Heart before he was able to break through.]

[Now, Xie Guan also seems to be trapped in the siege of the Yin God and the inner demon, unable to extricate himself. ]

[This is a test of the heart, which cannot be helped by external forces, but depends entirely on the individual's cultivation of the heart. ]

[In the illusion, time seemed to stand still. Day after day, the Xie family mansion was filled with blood. This cycle repeated seven times, which was shocking.]

[The killing intent in your heart is like a tide, rising higher and higher. On the screen wall in front of the mansion gate, you use the tip of your sword to carve seven "kill" characters. Your strokes are as sharp as a dragon's snake, and the last character is so powerful that it penetrates the stone back and almost splits the entire screen wall apart.]

[Even, you have once again comprehended a unique "Seven Killing Sword Intentions" that belongs to you from the Nine Swords of the Second Master.]

[Your heart has not stopped because of your indulgence, and this hatred will never end. 】

[A ray of clear air rises in your chest, trying to wake you up, but it is swallowed up by murderous intent in an instant - you know that this is an illusion of the inner demon, but you are willing to sink into it. ]

[It’s like knowing that you are holding a red-hot iron, but you hold it tighter.]

【Mr. Er outside frowned upon seeing this.】

[At the same time, the Yin Spirit opposite you is becoming more and more condensed, and the vitality just lost is also recovering rapidly. It seems to be pulling you into the abyss step by step, turning you into a puppet that only knows how to kill.]

[You are only one step away from being completely controlled by your inner demons and losing yourself. ]

[The Yin God showed a smug smile.]

[After you close your eyes, the murderous intent emanating from your body almost condenses into substance, making people shudder.]

[Mr. Er secretly said in his heart, "Oh no! You are about to become a demon!"]

【Suddenly!】

[A sword intent emerges from your brows, severely destroying your inner demon, and you spit out a breath of red flame to temper your inner demon again.]

[Mr. Er is a little surprised. What happened?]

[You have been controlled by your inner demons and lost your mind. 】

【How did the situation suddenly turn around? 】

[You slowly opened your eyes, your pupils were clear and bright, like a stream after the first snow melted, where was the slightest trace of madness? ]

[The Yin God's residual image twisted its body in the flames and roared: "Impossible! You are clearly immersed in the illusion of killing. Those murderous intentions are definitely not false!"]

[You looked at him calmly and said softly: "I just want to see how real your illusion is."] [Your expression showed a hint of tenderness and nostalgia: "Besides, I just want to see my mother again."]

[Looking at the angry and twisted face of the Yin God, you slowly said: "Also, are you... really my inner demon?"]

[The Yin God was startled when he heard this, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and then he seemed to be awakened, and his whole body disappeared in the red flames.]

[A re-emerging and condensed Yin Spirit slowly appears.]

[You frowned, your mind focused, and you were ready for battle.]

【This is your real inner demon!】

[Mr. Er's expression changed slightly. He had clearly killed the Yin God just now, but now a soul shadow appeared again. Even though he had practiced for many years, he had never seen such a strange sight.]

【Two souls in one body? That's not right.】

[Finally, the Yin God revealed his entire body. He turned out to be a seven-year-old child with bright eyes and white teeth, but his eyes were covered with a layer of white gauze, making him seem invisible.]

[He didn't have the fierceness of the Yin spirit just now, but instead had a timid and fearful look in the eyes of a child.]

【Mr. Er looked at him carefully and found that he looked somewhat like Xie Guan, like when Xie Guan was seven or eight years old.】

[This little Yin child silently looked at you, and seemed a little curious. He plucked up his courage, raised his head, and asked you in a low voice, "Have you read?"]

[Your sword spirit and soul suddenly stagnate, and your eyes soften unconsciously: "Reading."]

[The little boy timidly asks you again, "Sister Wutong?"]

[“Yes,” you said softly, “She’s always here.”]

[The child nodded silently, finally no longer so scared. ]

【Then, he carried his thin body and was about to leave.】

[You hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't you ask me if I have done anything against my will?"]

[After hearing this, the little boy stopped and was silent for a while. He suddenly smiled childishly: "Anyway, you have grown up... Even if your life was hard, you have grown up."]

[As soon as the words fell, the small figure disappeared into the twilight like morning dew.]

[You watched him disappear silently, your eyes dimming.]

[Mr. Er was a little puzzled. This was the first time he saw the inner demon dissipate on its own initiative. It seemed to be Xie Guan in his childhood. And how could you have two Yin spirits... However, the most urgent task now should be to condense the Yang spirit.]

[As the last yin spirit returns to the void, a brilliant golden light suddenly bursts out from your Niwan Palace. The purest and most yang spirit leaps out from the Heavenly Gate like the rising sun, and condenses into a figure that is exactly the same as yours under the setting sun.]

[The fluttering sleeves of the Yang God cast a clear shadow on the ground, as if it were real.]

[Your mind moves slightly, and the Yang Spirit turns into a stream of light and enters your Niwan Palace.]

[You slowly fall to the edge of the pond.]

[Mr. Er smiled and said, "Good, I get to see the Yang God today!"]

[“The Tenth Realm of the Primordial Spirit is the pinnacle that can be cultivated in this world. The Primordial Spirit transforms from virtual to real, and from then on, it is invulnerable to the five elements, and is difficult to be harmed by lightning and fire. Moreover, it can instantly unleash Taoist magic with several times the power.”]

[The young man in white gradually lost his voice. He looked at your silent face and asked, "Why, you don't look happy at all after getting promoted?"]

[He asked curiously, "Why did you have two Yin Spirits just now, and this inner demon is also different from others?"]

[After deep thought, you said, "After my mother passed away when I was young and cried herself blind, I became very quiet and two selves emerged. One of them was the me who didn't want to grow up and was afraid to face the outside world."]

[“One is me, who has been carrying out my mother’s instructions and constantly striving for self-improvement.”]

[Your face is calm, and you suddenly remember the look on the child's face just now.]

[“But for a seven-year-old child, everything is too difficult.”]

【Mr. Er finally understood why the inner demon dissipated on its own.】

[The inner demon born from obsession can no longer bear to blame the boy who grew up alone. 】

[You calm down and concentrate your mind, and the Yang Spirit in your heart sits like a god.]

[You look towards Mr. Er, and become eager to fight again.]

[The young man in white quietly took a step back, and a sword intent condensed from the void appeared where he was standing.]

[Mr. Er condensed a long sword in his hand and said with a smile, "You are really breaking the rules!"]

[Instantly, a sea of ​​fire spreads. You don't even need to make any hand gestures. A stream of flame emerges and surrounds the pavilion like a fire dragon.]

【"boom--"】

[You open your mouth and spit out a raging fire. ]

[However, a ray of green sword intent has already split the sea of ​​fire. ]

[This is the first time that Mr. Er has actually held a sword, not a piece of peach branch.]

[You exchanged dozens of moves, and hundreds of sword energies collided and annihilated in an instant. Mr. Er's sword force suddenly changed, and a force beyond the five senses emerged from the sword tip——]

[You slowly stop and frown.]

[The ninth realm of martial arts and the tenth realm of Yuanshen (Yangshen) are the pinnacle of cultivation in this world. Even if Mr. Er has already condensed his life force, he should still be on par with you in terms of cultivation realm.]

What is this smell?

[Mr. Er looked at you deeply, put away his joking intention, and said slowly: "The combination of Wudao Xuandan and Yangshen, in addition to forming the life force, will also breed a new force that is different from the power of the true essence and the power of the soul. The master calls it 'world force', which means the strongest force in this world."]

[“Because of this, the world’s great masters can often defeat masters of the Xuan Dan or Yang Shen realms with one blow, leaving them completely powerless to fight back.”]

[The young man in white flicked his sword and said with a smile, "So, everyone in the world says that if you don't become a great master, you will end up being an ant."]

[A force that you have not sensed emerges from the sword. This is similar to what Master Lianchi and the magician felt in the Qunfang Garden!]

[A power of a higher level?]

[The Xuandan in your body rotates, and a "Golden Buddha Body" appears, but it melts in an instant like snow encountering boiling water.]

[You used the "Yang Fu Jing" again to spit out red flames, and finally resisted for a while, but were still wiped out by this power. ]

[At this moment, you finally understand the weight and truth of what Lu Hua said: "If you are not a Grandmaster, you are not even qualified to participate in this Ascension Battle." ]

[It is necessary to concentrate one's own destiny. 】

[Mr. Er narrowed his eyes slightly, without any laziness, and became the second master of the academy who dominated the world with his sword, "Pay attention!]

[“This sword can kill true immortals.”]

【Suddenly!】

[This sword intent hangs high in the sky like a punishment from heaven. It seems that before you swing the sword, you have already been struck by it!]

(End of this chapter)