boyutpedia Chapter 162 The Road of Wine
Chapter 162 The Road of Wine
"Jiuxian...Sword Gourd..." the young man muttered to himself.
Yun Ying stared at the sword in the young man's hand and spoke softly.
"Sword in wine, immortal in sword..."
As Yun Ying finished speaking, the bamboo sword in Wang Xianxian's hand burst into green light.
Immediately afterwards, it flew out of the young man's hand and jumped into the Brewmaster's gourd.
In an instant, the gourd bloomed with colorful light, dazzling like a peerless jewel.
Looking at the colorful light like a rainbow, Wang Xianxian seemed to notice the strangeness of these seven colors.
These seven colors contain the atmosphere of the avenue, and they seem to represent some special meaning.
The colorful light instantly flooded the entire hall.
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple.
The moment these seven colors enveloped the boy, Wang Xianxian finally knew what they were.
road……
Each color of light represents an emotion.
Joy, anger, sadness, fear, love, evil, desire
Seven emotions...
Red is joy, orange is anger, yellow is sorrow, green is fear, blue is love, blue is evil, and purple is desire.
Soon the seven colors began to blend into each other, they were like seven paints mixed together on a paint board.
Seeing this scene, Wang Xianxian quickly judged what color these colors would become after fusion.
The fusion of colorful pigments results in...
black!
As if to confirm the young man's conjecture, the gourd that had been glowing just now seemed to have turned into a black hole.
Each ray of light symbolizes an emotion, and black is no exception.
The ultimate blackness exudes...
bitter!
The moment the black light bloomed, Emperor Zhulin's expression changed. Obviously, he recognized this emotion.
This is bitterness, the sadness exuded by bitter bamboo!
This feeling of sadness did not give him special treatment because of his identity as a young man.
The moment the black light engulfed the boy, despair swept over everything in him.
The sorrow hidden in memory is infinitely magnified.
He was heartbroken and devastated, until all thoughts were gone.
Death, end...
Yun Ying looked calmly at the young man's face, which was filled with despair and despair.
She didn't feel bad for the young man in front of her.
Likewise, she did not stop the boy from holding the sword across his neck.
She looked at Wang Xianxian and spoke calmly.
"I am a bitter bamboo, with innate spiritual roots and a born god."
"In the beginning of heaven and earth, the way was not three thousand, but fifty."
"There are fifty avenues, and I own seven of them."
"My way is the avenue of seven emotions."
Yun Ying spoke very slowly, and she didn't care at all about the young man's sword across his neck.
"Heaven and earth are ruthless but also have emotions. The emotions of heaven and earth are in the seven emotions."
"The Tao formed by the condensed seven emotions is the seven most primitive Tao at the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth."
"Seven emotions combined into one are called misery, so my whole body is full of misery."
"I am guilty, and my seven emotions are out of control, causing trouble in the world. It is because of me that the world is called the world of mortals."
"The pain of the mortal world is caused by me, and the sins of the mortal world are also my sins."
"Therefore, my sin is unpardonable."
Yun Ying's words fell into the young man's ears, but he ignored them.
The young man waved his arm slightly, and the cold sword pressed against his neck.
As the force increased, the skin under the sword blade continued to seep out blood.
Wang Xianxian's face was ashen as death, just when he was about to understand his own life.
The ultimate black light above the gourd was shattered in an instant.
The white light, like the dawn of dawn, cut through the dark night and dispersed the ultimate black light on the gourd.
It was also at this time that the familiar voice sounded in Wang Xianxian's mind.
'Xianxian, mother is here...'
The extremely gentle words dispelled the despair in the young man's heart.
Wang Xianxian, whose eyes became clear again, finally reacted and suddenly dropped the sword in his hand.
Following a clang, Wang Xianxian half-knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.
He looked at his natal magic weapon with fear, feeling scared in his heart.
That's the sadness radiating from Yun Ying...
He clearly has overwhelming hatred in his heart, he clearly has a new future, and he clearly has hope...
But he still couldn't control it...
Towards destruction...
He never wanted to experience that feeling of complete silence again in his life.
That was a complete emotional breakdown! ! !
Looking at the sweating young man, Yun Ying continued to explain.
"The seven avenues of emotion are like seven kinds of paint. When they are mixed together, they become the ultimate emotion."
"That is suffering, the suffering of bitter bamboo..."
"I am in charge of the seven emotional avenues. Due to an accident, my avenue collapsed and I fell into the mortal world and became the world of mortals."
"The pain of the mortal world is the misery caused by the mixture of seven emotions."
Speaking of this, Yun Ying thought and summoned a ball of spiritual wine.
She closed the doors and windows of the hall, making it pitch black, and then controlled the gourd to condense the white light on the gourd into a line of white light.
Then, she condensed the spiritual wine into a prism, and then let the white light shine into the prism.
The white color was refracted by the prism, forming a seven-color strip of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple on the ground.
Then, Yun Ying once again condensed a prism with wine, turned its bottom upside down, let the seven-color light pass through, and then synthesized another beam of white light.
A simple little physics experiment.
This white light is a mixture of seven colors of light.
"You can only get black when you mix seven-color paints, but you can get white when you mix seven-color lights." Yun Ying said with a smile.
"The seven emotions can bring about emotional chaos, but they can also bring about emotional purity."
"The white light symbolizes an emotion that is completely opposite to the ultimate pain, the ultimate happiness."
"That's an emotion that can save the mortal world from suffering."
"What is missing in today's world of mortals is this kind of emotion."
"I named it, Bliss."
Wang Xianxian, who regained his composure, listened carefully to Yun Ying's words.
He had already experienced those two emotions, and he knew that what Yun Ying said next might be her way to salvation.
"The world of mortals should be extremely bitter, and it should also be extremely happy."
"It's like practicing beside the bitter bamboo. Once you get through the suffering, your six roots will be pure."
"The world of mortals should have both suffering and happiness, and after suffering there should be bliss."
"However, the Seven Emotions have collapsed, and there is only suffering in the world, but no happiness."
"My path to atonement is to bring back the bliss that belongs to this mortal world."
Speaking of this, Yun Ying looked at Wang Xianxian, and a smile appeared on her lips.
"Wine can be a carrier of emotions. In order to help me atone for my sins, you merged the broken Seven Emotions Avenue and created a new one."
"That is, the avenue of wine."
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Sorry everyone, this chapter has been deleted, deleted, and revised many times, making everyone wait for a long time.
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