Not a god

Chapter 155: Saber
The wind was blowing violently, the sky and the earth changed color, and it seemed as if there was a hole in the sky, and the suction force was mainly aimed at the creatures below.

Players were forced offline one after another by this sudden disaster.

The evil corpses in the city could tell at a glance that a terrifying celestial evil corpse was about to be born.

When a great evil creature like this is born, it will absorb all nutrients from the surroundings. Sometimes, even the remains of the ancient gods in the dreamland can no longer hold on, and it will devour all the evil remains within its sight like locusts.

If you run a step slower, you will be caught by the big guys and used as nutrients.

In the center of the vortex, there was a giant centipede over 20 kilometers long, with a body twisted like a mountain. All the players who were still in the game recognized this centipede, the "Centipede Immortal" outside Pingjiang County. It usually coiled on Laoniu Mountain and rarely moved. It was predicted that it was at least the evil corpse of a king.

However, at this moment, the Centipede Immortal seemed to be suspended by the five elements of silk, twisting his exaggerated body wildly in the air, and was slowly swallowed by the vortex above his head.

At the foot of the mountain, a short old man looked bewildered when he saw the scene.

"Didn't those two idiots fail?"

"Whose evil thoughts are these?"

"This evil thought is... related to anger. Although it is not from the same source as mine, it should be able to... eh?"

Bujingcai felt that the horrible evil corpse that was about to be born in the sky had not yet taken shape and had no consciousness, but after absorbing all the spiritual energy of the nearby goddess, it was still not satisfied and turned its attention to himself.

An evil corpse that has not yet formed actually has the courage to want to eat an old senior like him who has lived for thousands of years.

Bujingcai sneered twice, and just as he was about to turn this malice into his own nourishment, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Horrible, so powerful!
He was definitely not able to contend with that evil corpse that had not yet taken shape!
He just made slight contact with the other party, and a large portion of his spiritual power was immediately devoured.

Where the hell did this evil thing come from? Whose malice could be so terrifying?
There was no time to think about it, and the unclean wealth disappeared instantly.

Before I could even catch my breath from dreaming to reality, a terrifying gaze locked onto me.

Looking back, above my head was an old immortal riding a white crane.

Like it, he is an old acquaintance who has lived through many eras. This old immortal is holding a list, modifying or drawing something, with a relaxed tone.

Bu Jingcai's heart sank: "It's you, Jiang Ziya!"

"I didn't expect that you, who are always the best at surviving, would be the first to be eliminated in this era."

Evil corpses like impure wealth, which are formed by the collective evil thoughts of human beings, can never be truly killed.

He will be reborn in reincarnation after reincarnation. This is the common evil of all human beings.

The short old man below looked at Jiang Ziya with a look of disbelief and said:
"So that's how it is. You were also the one who created that monster?"

"monster?"

"Stop pretending. You actually raise such a horrible thing..."

The last time he was revived, he was sealed by the Daluotian of the imperial court because he was too high-profile. Having learned from the last lesson, he has been very cautious in this life and has not revealed any traces even after being revived.

As a result, the Mother Goddess, who had been cooperating with him, lost contact just like that. The two kings he had managed to seduce with whispers suddenly died.

Now, when he returned to his dreamland, an unknown terrifying evil creature came out into the world. It was Daluotian who had been waiting for him.

Now he was being mocked by Jiang Ziya, and he almost laughed out of anger because he didn't expect you to be the first to be eliminated.

How can I win if I'm played to death and operated to death? Tell me how to win?
Jiang Ziya raised his eyebrows slightly, not knowing whether the other party was deceiving him or what he said was true, but everything would have to wait until he subdued the beast.

"Ridiculous."

……

However, what Bu Jingcai didn't know was that not long after he left his dreamland and returned to the real world, the vortex above the sky slowly began to dissipate.

The evil corpse, which had not yet taken shape, ultimately failed to be fully born due to lack of "nutrition".

At the same time, inside the ruined temple, Chen Xi’s anger just rose a little, but was quickly suppressed.

Since all negative emotions will form evil spirits in dreams, anger is naturally a negative emotion. He has killed many evil spirits caused by anger-related emotions.

The thought of myself getting angry and giving birth to an evil corpse is so weird, as if I were giving birth to a child... well, this metaphor is also weird.

After all the messy thoughts flashed through his mind, Chen Xi's mood quickly calmed down.

……

Looking down, I saw a silly junior sister waking up slowly on the ground, letting out a long hiss, as if she had a headache.

"woke up?"

Su Jiuer looked up and saw... who was it? Oh, it turned out to be my senior brother.

She felt a little dazed at this moment, as if she had had an extremely long dream.

Is that a dream?

But it was too real. Rather than a dream, it was more like... I got it, memories of a past life!

She, Su Jiuer, awakened the memories from her past life!

Yes, that’s what is written in novels. No wonder I am so awesome, it turns out I have been reincarnated so many times!
After trying to understand the key point, she suddenly fell silent. Her personality was not the type that would let the atmosphere fall into silence.

But now it really feels like... I suddenly can't say anything.

When she was very young, she learned martial arts from her grandfather. Although she was a girl, she was stronger than the boys in the village. She was an out-and-out rough girl.

She asked her grandfather why she practiced martial arts, and her grandfather said it was to become strong. She asked why she wanted to become strong, and her grandfather said it was to avoid being bullied.

Why? I have to become strong so that others won’t bully me. If I behave like a good child, others won’t bully me either, the young Su Jiuer thought.

She couldn't figure it out, but in the process, she followed her grandfather, move by move, year after year.

Until the age of ten, that group of little brats pissed off the village dog and were chased from one end of the village to the other.

Su Jiuer, who was passing by, ran up without thinking twice.

The big yellow dog that was scary in the eyes of those little kids was like a rag doll in her hands. Although her arm was covered in blood from the bites, she was not afraid of pain as she had never been afraid of pain since she was a child. Even with the blood from the bites, she still managed to drive the big yellow dog away.

When I turned around, I saw people surrounding me, admiring me, and shouting my name excitedly.

She was surrounded and cheered.

This feeling is so strange, as if something is stirring inside me.

At that moment, she knew.

Become powerful so you can show off!
Yes, she didn't do this because she was worried about them or for others.

Just to enjoy the feeling of being supported by others.

So later on, whenever she saw a dispute or someone in need of help, she would always rush to the front without hesitation.

She didn't want anyone's gratitude, she was just a hero out of interest.

But why do I still feel so tired? I still have strength in my body, but I am really tired.

"..."

"Wake up and leave here with me. Pingjiang County is very dangerous now. You fell into a coma and I came with the people from the Animal Husbandry Department to rescue you. The villagers who were turned into ducks were also taken away by the Animal Husbandry Department..."

Su Jiuer was stunned for a moment, looked up and glanced at Chen Xi who was looking at his phone.

He swung the clothes that were hanging to dry nearby and threw them over, landing on his head.

Su Jiuer just realized that what she was wearing seemed to be too cool.

But it's usually like this during training, so she's not as jumpy as other girls.

Her mind was in a mess, but when she saw Chen Xi, countless images came to her mind.

In those painful memories, there is always someone, there is such a person...who is always full of energy and is by my side.

The person who has been with me all the way, watching me from beginning to end, no matter what happens.

"Shi, Senior Brother...?"

"what?"

Chen Xi looked at her as if he was looking at Peng Mengsheng and Lin Yuanrui that day in Song Bao's colorless world.

The same high-spiritedness and ignorance of the immensity of the world, and the same confusion about where the road ahead lies.

He remembered what Peng Mengsheng said before he died:

Regardless of the original intention, once a person becomes strong, he will live longer. Once a person lives longer, he will want to become even stronger. In the end, he will find that only by eating humans can this goal be achieved.

No one can escape this predetermined fate. All living beings in the world are just slaves of power.

Looking at the silly junior sister in front of him, he praised her very rarely and said:
"We saved more than a hundred people this time, right? That's amazing."

"!!"

Su Jiuer's vague memories became clearer and clearer scene by scene.

Yes, every time, I am betrayed by the people I saved and protected, and it is the time of judgment.

When all her efforts were denied by the world, there was a figure standing in the crowd, looking at her and saying something to her.

She couldn't hear clearly, but now thinking back, it turns out that every time she said, Jiuer is amazing. ...

It was a rare compliment to her, and Chen Xi saw that the teacher, who had a silly look on her face, suddenly stopped looking at him with a confused and bewildered expression after hearing what he said.

Being stared at like this, even he felt a little creepy: "What, what are you doing?"

Su Jiuer almost cried, "Wow, Master, this is the first time you've praised me."

"..."

“Am I really handsome?”

"Yes, yes, very handsome."

"Brother, can you praise me a few more times?"

"Don't get carried away, go away."

Su Jiuer quickly stood up, put on her coat, followed him, and couldn't help but say:

"Teacher, senior brother..."

"what?"

Su Jiuer looked quite solemn and said, "You might have been my father in your previous life."

Chen Xi rolled his eyes at the silly child and thought about how to explain it to her.

But maybe being a little stupid is not a bad thing sometimes. After all, in movies and TV shows, it is difficult for fools to become evil.

"let's go."

……

Chen Xi took Su Jiuer out of the ruined temple. When they came out, they found that Jiang Ziya in front of the ruined temple was gone, and there were two people fighting in the air.

"Holy shit, what?"

Look at the fairy light in the sky and an old man in white. Please calm down. You can tell at a glance that he is a demon that is not a good thing, with fangs and claws bared.

"Jiang Ziya, why do you have to go against me? Even if you suppress me in this life, what does it matter? Even if you kill me, what does it matter? I am the desire in the heart of man that can never be satisfied.

Look at Peng Mengsheng and Lin Yuanrui. Weren’t they full of vigor and ambition back then? They wanted to eliminate all injustice in the world, but in the end they fell into depravity and killed countless people.

You can't kill me, and I won't be killed. I will be waiting for you in the next era, the next era!"

Although Su Jiuer didn't know what was going on, it was obviously not the battlefield they should enter.

"Brother, hurry up and leave. I'll cover you!"

Chen Xi pushed her aside and said, "Don't play tricks. The one in white is the one I hired to save you."

"You, you invited him? This person should be at least level three or level four, right?"

"The one in white is Jiang Ziya, an old immortal from three thousand years ago. The other one is also a Heavenly Grade Evil Corpse. Look carefully, it's a battle of Daluotian level."

"Oh, Daluotian, oh oh..."

No matter who told her that he had asked a great god to rescue her, Su Jiuer would definitely not believe it.

But it’s different if he’s a senior brother.

In her eyes, her senior brother is so powerful. Although his ability is only to eavesdrop on gossip, which makes him seem unskilled, what's wrong with having a wide network of contacts?
Although she actually had a lot of questions in her mind, she kept them to herself, acting like an expert who was gradually understanding everything.

It was said that she was here to learn and observe, but that level of fighting was a battlefield that she couldn't even understand.

Chen Xi could see that Old Master Jiang was very adept at dealing with unclean wealth, but after all, they were both in the Daluo Heaven, and the difference between them was not that huge.

He was already feeling a little angry about the unclean wealth, and now that he had encountered it, it would be unreasonable not to cut it down.

So Su Jiuer, who was standing by, saw that facing the battle between gods in the sky, her senior brother was not at all flustered. Instead, he took out a knife from his arms that was almost as tall as her.

No, where did you hide such a big knife?
Also, didn't you say that it was a Daluotian-level battle? Why did you take out your knife at this time?
……

In fact, after using the spiritual power of the saber for the first time, Chen Xi saw some other scenes again.

The last time I saw these scenes was when I received the spiritual saber from Jiang Wanwan.

That day, a righteous man exchanged the heads of 30 bandits outside the city for the knife from a blacksmith, but he eventually died from his serious injuries.

And in the previous picture, a little boy appeared.

This little boy was the village boy who drove the horse back to the city for the seriously injured hero.

The hero was lying on the carriage, telling the village boy how he had killed more than thirty evil bandits.

The boy was full of admiration for this, because his village had been harassed by that group of bandits for years.

The hero had no money, so he gave the knife to the boy as a reward for driving the cart for him.

The scene changed, and the boy grew to be seven feet tall. One day, when he was drinking, he heard that someone in the city was trafficking women and children. The boy drank the wine in one gulp, and then he appeared at the thieves' hideout outside the city.

He held a broadsword in his hand, fought with the bandits, and rescued a kidnapped teenager.

That scene ends here.

Now, it was Chen Xi’s second time using the saber, and he once again saw the same scene as the previous two times.

However, this time the footage was longer than the previous two times.

It was still a saber, but this time the person holding the saber was no longer the village boy who drove the car for the hero, but the young man who was saved by the village boy.

The boy who was abducted by human traffickers in the past has now grown into a tall and strong man.

The hero, knife in hand, rushed into the house of a dog official in the city who oppressed the people and amassed wealth without limit, and fought with the dog official's guards.

The scene changed, and the saber appeared on another young man, who was one of the people oppressed by the former corrupt officials.

Since then, the saber has continued to change its owner throughout history.

Refugees fleeing famine, farmers without land, wealthy families whose wealth was seized by corrupt officials... The knife's owner kept changing, but the knife's mission remained the same for thousands of years:

Those who bully the weak must be killed!

Those who take human life lightly will be killed!

Kill the oppressors and exploiters!

……

When a person lives long, he will desire to live longer, desire to have more assets, desire higher power, desire more powerful strength, and will slowly begin to cannibalize others.

The evil thoughts in people’s hearts will never end, and impure wealth will return with the revival of spiritual energy in the next era.

Perhaps the man-eating monsters can never be killed completely, and perhaps the young man who once slayed a dragon will be transformed into a dragon due to bewitching and the passage of time.

But it doesn't matter
Thousands of years later, there will still be people who pick up knives and fight to bring about eternal peace.

Chen Xi took out his saber, and the figure of a young man appeared on the saber again.

When I looked down, it was that young man again, with a dazed woman next to him.

He looked back and saw that it was an old acquaintance of his. However, as a weapon spirit, even if he wanted to take action, he had to wait for the order from the Lord of Weapons.

He looked down, with a smile in his eyes, and asked, "What is the target this time?"

"Hack to death without clean money."

The smile in the young general's eyes became even brighter:
"clear."

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PS: This is the end of the story. It’s a bit confusing. I admit my guilt.

In fact, I just wrote it a little messy, but the idea was not decided on a whim. The plot has been arranged since the beginning of Linjia Town.

If we remove all the daily plots, it might be a little clearer.

First, the Lin family captured people to raise demons. After the Lin family was dealt with, the demons behind them were not dealt with yet. Then Chen Xi obtained the saber and learned about the general.

Then he entered the formless realm and met the young Lin Yuanrui and Peng Mengsheng.

(Many plots, in fact, if you think about it carefully, you should be able to understand that Lin Wen was so bold to arrest people, he must have a backer. Why did he write about Lin and Peng in the past? It must be because he would write about Lin and Peng in the present later.)
In fact, the main theme of this section is just one: when humans become stronger, they will live longer. When they live longer, they will want to become stronger. Finally, driven by power, they will eat other people.

So, we must keep fighting and struggling.

After careful analysis, there are many reasons why it is so messy:
1. I’m not good at writing long-term plots.

2. The main line is hidden in daily life, and the daily life is long, which makes the main line unclear.

3. The author has been very busy with his private work these days. Because he has been working the night shift, his mind is in a fuzzy state every day.

4. My writing habit is to keep switching perspectives and scenes. This way of switching scenes may be okay in comics, but it can easily make people feel confused when used in novels.

5. This plot now has only more than 2 words. If it were 5 words, it might be well-structured and less messy. But I don't dare to write too long. If I put all the words together, it would be like throwing an outline directly into the reader's mind, which would seem messy.

I plead guilty and punish myself by not adding egg to my instant noodles for lunch today. QAQ
However, one thing is, up to now, I have been writing very seriously and not perfunctorily. Even the first two chapters with 5,000 words took me eight or nine hours for each chapter. The reason why the writing is not good is just due to my limited ability. Please do not make too radical remarks in the comment section. The author has a sensitive heart and will be sad if criticized. Sigh.

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