My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

It was like being awakened by something.

Wang Shiyi suddenly felt an indescribable sourness in his chest.

He looked at the gray-robed young man as if he was looking at another self.

............

The screen changes.

The gray-robed young man on the cliff edge raised his head slightly, his lips curled up slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Lan Ting, tell me...if there's an afterlife, can I take a different path?"

His voice was not loud, but it reached Wang Shiyi's ears clearly, as if it penetrated the long years and reached the depths of his soul.

Lan Ting lazily turned over. "Next life? Master, you don't really believe in reincarnation, do you?"

"Besides, even if reincarnation is possible, then, having lost your memories of your past lives, will you really be yourself?"

Wang Yiyun looked at the sunset slowly fading away in the distance and was silent for a moment.

But soon, he laughed again and said with relief: "Sometimes, losing memory is not a bad thing."

"At least then I won't be bothered by anything in this world."

"To be able to start a new life, a new identity, a new name, a new...meaning."

"Perhaps, at that time, I was...living more like myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Shiyi's heart beat faster!

His eyes felt slightly hot, his nose felt sore, and he actually had an urge to cry.

"Who on earth is this guy..."

…………

Soon, the picture changed again.

The sky and the earth suddenly changed, and the wind and sand rolled.

Between heaven and earth, a broken battlefield suddenly emerged!

Countless monks from the two major forces are fighting.

Spells were flying everywhere, magic weapons were flying across the sky, and the sound of killing was shaking the sky!

In the center of the battlefield, corpses were scattered everywhere and blood flowed like a river.

Mortals wailed, children cried, and the broken walls were filled with terrified eyes.

At this time, Wang Yiyun was standing on the ruins.

He looked heavy-faced, with a face full of stubble, and looked extremely weathered, no longer as calm and carefree as before.

Looking at the collapsed city wall, the dead bones on the ground, and then at the monks still fighting in front.

He said in a hoarse voice, "These people...were originally our compatriots whom we swore to protect."

"But now, he died at the hands of a bunch of... idiots fighting for power."

He slowly lowered his head, his voice growing deeper. "I once tried my best to mediate, running between them, hoping to awaken some of their rationality."

"But in the end, it seems like I did everything, and yet it seems like I did nothing."

“The mountain is still the same mountain, and the water is still the same water.”

"But, she is no longer the same person."

He looked up at the sky and murmured:

"It's just because...people's hearts will change."

Lan Ting stood beside him, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

It knew that nothing it said now would help.

next moment.

Wang Yiyun suddenly threw his cloak and resolutely walked towards the center of the battlefield!

He didn't hesitate at all!

No more compromise!

"As long as I'm alive, I can't continue to watch these people die in vain."

"Even if I can't stop all of it, I have to stop... part of it."

Lan Ting was shocked: "Master, are you crazy?! That's the coalition forces of the two major camps—"

Wang Yiyun did not turn around, but just said lightly:

"Just let me give it a try."

After saying that, he stepped into the battlefield alone.

Although it is not tall, it looks like a solitary peak, standing against the wind!

But the moment he stepped into the center of the battlefield, the sky suddenly pressed down!

Densely packed magic weapons and countless magical powers are all locked onto him!

That was an offensive launched by two major forces together!

Wang Yiyun looked up at the sky.

There was no anger or resentment in his eyes, only a hint of laughter:

"Heh... So in your eyes, the War Stoppers are the real enemies..."

boom! !

The bright light in the sky engulfed his figure!

..........

I do not know how long it has been.

Lan Ting dragged his bruised and bloody body through the battlefield.

Its eyes were red as it kept roaring, "Master, why didn't you hide?! You could have... could have survived!!"

At this time, Wang Yiyun was already dying.

He slowly opened his eyes and smiled faintly:

"Lan Ting, don't cry."

"I'm fine..."

"It's just... maybe I'll have to wait until the next life to see you again."

Lan Ting's eyes were red as he growled in pain, "I don't want you in my afterlife! I just want you to be alive now!!"

Wang Yiyun's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end I couldn't speak.

Just a sigh.

And outside the screen.

Wang Shiyi stood there, staring at the scene. His heart seemed to be gripped tightly, beating so fast that he could hardly breathe.

Hot tears blurred my eyes.

He subconsciously reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

But those tears could not be wiped away.

He stared blankly at his wet sleeves and said in a low voice:

"Why would I... cry..."

From childhood to adulthood, no matter how painful or hard it was, he never cried.

According to the elders, on the day he was born, all the babies were crying except him, who didn't make a sound, which was very strange.

But why has it become like this now?

Wang Shiyi muttered to himself, looking like he had lost his soul.

But deep in my heart, there is a vague answer.

... .......

The scene continues.

The starlight faded and dark clouds gathered.

The valley was cold and lonely in the stormy weather.

Wang Yiyun lay quietly in a simple coffin with a peaceful expression.

There were no relatives or friends around the coffin, no trace of mourning or joy, only Lan Ting lying quietly in front of the coffin.

Its body was covered with scars, its tail fin drooped in the mud, and it said nothing.

It just keeps guarding.

Just as it had promised - never leave or abandon, until the end.

"Tick...tick..."

The raindrops hit the coffin like a heavy heartbeat, making the atmosphere on the scene even more depressing.

And right now.

The entire scene suddenly seemed to be paused.

All sounds disappeared at that moment.

The raindrops stopped in mid-air and the wind stopped blowing.

It was eerily quiet.

But the next moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded:

"When the devil retreats, the mountains and rivers become clear and bright, but human greed becomes even more rampant."

"I am unwilling to let the world be dark, I wish to leave a flame to illuminate future generations."

"Lan Ting... If there is an afterlife, I wish to be an ordinary person, guarding my own little piece of heaven and earth, unconcerned with worldly affairs..."

The sound came from nowhere.

The picture gradually darkened.

Finally, only a faint flickering flame remained in the coffin, burning quietly and then quietly extinguishing.

But at the moment when the old fire was extinguished——

boom!

A new flame quietly ignited in the void.

It no longer rose from the coffin, but from Wang Shiyi's body!

It's vague, but it exudes a similar scent.

That is exactly - the spark of inheritance!

..........

at this time.

A big hand gently fell on Wang Shiyi's shoulder.

He was suddenly startled and turned around sharply.

I saw Jiang Daoxuan in white clothes, who had been standing behind me since I didn't know when.

His eyes were calm and his tone was even:

"Have you got the answer now?"

Wang Shiyi's lips trembled and his chest heaved.

He tried hard to speak, but no words came out.

In the end, he only did one thing—

Slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

The tears were already flowing uncontrollably.

He gently raised his hand and covered his heart.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The beating there was more violent than ever before.

It’s as if we were back to that sunny day.

At the edge of the cliff, he said: "Lan Ting, tell me...if there is an afterlife, can I take a different path again?"

It was as if I was back on that cruel battlefield.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and said, "If there is no torch in the world, then I, Wang Yiyun, will be the only light in this world!"

Finally, Wang Shiyi slowly closed his eyes.

In a voice so soft that only I could hear it, I said:

"So... you are me..."

"So I was..."

"Live like that...once."

After the words were spoken, the scene fell into silence.

I do not know how long it has been.

Jiang Daoxuan looked at Wang Shiyi's back and whispered, "Are you back?"

The sound was not loud, but it was deafening to Wang Shiyi's ears.

Then he slowly turned around.

At this moment, although his face is still handsome and tender, his eyes seem to have experienced countless years and all kinds of ups and downs.

He is no longer the ignorant young monk who did not know the path of cultivation.

But - the one who returned.

He lowered his head to look at his chest and whispered to himself:

"When I woke up today, I realized that my heart's desire has never changed."

"That fire, though extinguished, has never died."

"It just... changed its name."

He looked up at the sky, his voice was soft but his eyes were more determined.

"You can avoid fate, you can escape karma, but the obsession in your heart... is hard to deceive."

"I've escaped, avoided, and compromised before, but now..."

"All things return to one, and I will take responsibility for it!"

When the voice fell, the world was silent.

The wind stops, the clouds die down, and the stars don't move.

It was as if the nine heavens and ten earths all stopped at this moment.

next moment.

Wang Shiyi, or rather——

Wang Yiyun.

Bend down slowly and bow completely.

"Junior Wang Yiyun, I pay my respects to Senior Tongtian!"

The tone was familiar, and everything seemed to have returned to the time three million years ago.

Jiang Daoxuan looked at him quietly, showing a little relief.

Then he whispered, "Do you remember you once asked Lan Ting—'If there is an afterlife, can you take a different path?'"

Wang Yiyun smiled lightly, with a bit of carefreeness on the corners of his lips.

That look, clear and bright, like the rising sun:

"Now I know—"

"Not in the next life, but in this life."

"It's not someone else, it's me."

"In this life, I may still not be able to change anything, but at least... I will live my life soberly and firmly in my own way."

He slowly raised his palm.

A wisp of flame rose in the palm of his hand. Although it was weak, it burned stubbornly and would not be extinguished.

"When the old fire is extinguished, a new fire should be lit."

"This time, I won't meet the expectations of the people, nor will I be cheered by the world."

"Just to live up to my original intention."

The flames trembled slightly and danced in the palm of the hand, as if responding.

Jiang Daoxuan looked at the fire with a gentle expression and sighed softly:

"So, very good."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves lightly.

The surrounding scenes disappeared in an instant.

.............

It’s still the familiar starry sky.

The stars are shining and the Milky Way is upside down.

Everything was silent, as if nothing had ever happened.

But at this moment, Wang Yiyun is no longer the "Wang Shiyi" of the past.

"Huh..." He exhaled slowly, as if he had let out all the obsession he had held for many years, and his whole body became lighter.

At this moment, a clear voice came from the side:

"Hey, it's this little guy..."

It was Xingli who spoke.

It was tilting its head and looking at Wang Yiyun, with a meaningful smile in its eyes.

Wang Yiyun subconsciously turned around, looked at the other person, frowned slightly, and felt vaguely familiar.

Then, he looked at Jiang Daoxuan beside him and asked, "Senior Tongtian, who is she...?"

Jiang Daoxuan didn't explain immediately, but just smiled faintly: "Please investigate carefully."

Wang Yiyun was slightly stunned.

He immediately closed his eyes and concentrated, using his spiritual sense to sense the other person's breath.

But at the moment the two came into contact.

He instantly felt a vast and all-embracing aura coming towards him!

That was not some ordinary spiritual fluctuation.

But...it is the breath of the origin of heaven and earth!

To be precise, it is like the origin of the world's heaven, earth, man, and Tao... fused together!

"This breath, what on earth is..."

His throat moved slightly and his mind was trembling wildly.

At this moment, a voice sounded beside my ear:

"Well, it's called Xingli."

"Of course, you can also call it... the will of the five realms."

boom! !

This simple sentence exploded in Wang Yiyun's mind like thunder!

He was shaken.

I subconsciously took a step back.

"It... is actually... the will of the Five Realms?!"

Wang Yiyun opened his eyes wide, his face full of horror!

When Xingli saw the other party's expression, she couldn't help but curl her lips:

"Don't be so nervous, it's not the first time we meet."

She blinked, tilted her head, and smiled innocently, "Back then, when you failed to refine that 'Hunyuan Life and Death Pill', it caused the entire Northern Wasteland Fenlei Mountain to explode! If I hadn't secretly suppressed the aftermath for you, your life would have long been reduced to ash along with the Thunder and Fire Divine Gang~"

Having said this, she deliberately snorted, seeming to be a little dissatisfied.

"And more! Have you forgotten about your intrusion into the 'Absolute Abyss Ancient Forest'?"

"There's a sleeping Nightmare Beast in that forest. Well, it's a big one, it can crush you to pieces with just one slap."

"Yet you, however, showed no fear at all and insisted on risking awakening the Nightmare Beast to pick the nearly mature Nightmare Moon Holy Vine. If I hadn't concealed your presence a little, considering your contributions to the Five Realms, you would have been eaten by that creature as a snack long ago!"

She pouted, looking annoyed:

"Alas, I helped you so much, but in the end you just wanted to die. All my efforts were in vain!"

Wang Yiyun was stunned when he heard this.

At the same time, fragments from the depths of memory gradually emerged.

Time and again at the critical moment of life and death, those "miracles" that I could hardly explain...now I finally have the answer.

Xingli looked at the other person's dazed look, and couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and said, "How is it? Should I thank you?"

Wang Yiyun came back to his senses.

He first gave a wry smile, then clasped his fists and bowed deeply:

"Thank you... uh..."

At this point, he was at a loss for words.

I don’t know what to call this person who has a majestic aura but looks like a child.