naaapseattle Chapter 182 Borrowing Others’ Paths and Walking Your Own Path
Chapter 182 Borrowing Others’ Paths and Walking Your Own Path
As dusk fell, the night in the wilderness was particularly chilling and chilling. A bright moon was in the sky, and the blood-white color enveloped the barren mountains.
On top of the mountains, one could vaguely hear a huge wild beast roaring towards the sky, releasing its animal nature without restraint.
At this moment, the lights of the desert tribe are dim, showing the prosperous world.
The blazing bonfire cuts through the darkness, bringing a touch of warmth.
Under the unique celebration method of the desert people, it seems particularly lively and shows the brilliance of the world.
Mu Changqing sat alone not far from the campfire, holding a wine jug, leaning casually against a boulder, leisurely enjoying a moment of peace in this mortal world.
It seems incompatible with the Burial Emperor who is feared by all the world.
"Knowing that there is nothing you can do about it, you accept it as fate. Unfortunately, you are just passing through this world, and you haven't even figured out your own destiny. How pathetic!"
Mu Changqing murmured, raising his eyes to look at the young girl who was coming towards him.
She was different from other women of the Desert Tribe who were exceptionally strong.
Instead, her figure was delicate, with an inexplicable sense of broken beauty.
She looked at Mu Changqing, smiled, and said in a crisp voice.
"Mr. Mu, why don't you join my people in the fun? Are you not used to our crude customs?"
Mo Yi lowered his body and spoke jokingly.
Upon hearing this, Mu Changqing raised his head and took a sip of the Desert Clan's strong liquor, wiped the corners of his mouth, chuckled and shook his head.
"That's not the case. The nobles' open way of celebration is truly refreshing and unique."
"It's just that I was born lonely and love peace. It has nothing to do with nobility."
As he spoke, Mu Changqing gestured to Mo Yi to sit down and talk.
Seeing Mu Changqing patting the person who was very close to him, Mo Yi couldn't help but blush, and hummed softly before sitting down gently.
In an instant, a fresh fragrance came from his body and entered Mu Changqing's breath.
After Mo Yi sat down, her heart began to beat inexplicably, her eyes moved, and she glanced at Mu Changqing from time to time.
But he found that Mu Changqing did not do much. He just drank liquor one sip after another and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.
It seems out of place with the liveliness of the Desert Tribe.
Seeing this, Mo Yi felt inexplicably at ease. The blush on her pretty face faded away, and her heart became inexplicably peaceful. She felt more at ease than ever before.
After a long time, Mu Changqing shook the wine jug in his hand and found that it was empty. A trace of regret appeared on his face and he even let out a sigh.
For too many years, he has not had any emotions.
He has been fighting till now, his heart is cold and indifferent, and he doesn't care about his life at all.
Now, Mu Changqing sealed everything about himself with a thought, and his state of mind suddenly became a little different. He felt a different kind of feeling as he felt the prosperity of the world in the mortal world.
After a long time, Mu Changqing slowly put down the wine jug in his hand and suddenly spoke.
"Mo Yi, which one is more difficult, creation or imitation?"
For some reason, Mu Changqing wanted to hear what these mortal beings thought, so he spoke softly.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yi was suddenly awakened from her inner imagination. A trace of panic flashed across her pretty face. She folded her hair by her ears with her delicate hands and began to think seriously about Mu Changqing's problem.
Mu Changqing was not in a hurry either. He took another pot of liquor from the side. There was already a hint of drunkenness on his weird face.
After all, he is no different from an ordinary mortal now. What he has sealed is not only his cultivation, but also his physical body, that is, the Sky Burial Pearl, and he has completely turned into a fragile mortal.
After a burp, Mu Changqing looked nostalgic for the past.
He was once a mortal, and he also had the dreams of a young man, lying drunk on the battlefield, wearing fine clothes and riding a horse, and expressing his lofty ambitions after drinking.
Now, he seemed to have found the familiar feeling he once had, and under the influence of alcohol, his consciousness became hazy.
At this time, although Mo Yi was a little confused by Mu Changqing's question, she still answered it seriously.
"Of course, creation is more difficult. Creating something from nothing requires opening up a new chapter, self-exploration, and constant trial and error."
"But imitation is different. Imitation only requires following the path of predecessors and following in their footsteps."
Mu Changqing naturally understood what Mo Yi said, and then he opened his mouth again and asked softly.
"So what do you think, comprehensively speaking, is creation better or imitation better?"
As he spoke, Mu Changqing was a little drunk, his eyes dancing with the bright world, a little bit aging, yet a little bit full of vitality.
That gaze had a unique charm. Mo Yi accidentally met his gaze and quickly looked away, his heart beating wildly.
Mu Changqing did not place his hopes on Mo Yi, a mere mortal. He simply believed that since he had entered the mortal world, he should behave like one of the mortals.
Mo Yi thought seriously again, raised her pretty face and responded softly.
"There are pros and cons. Creativity means you can be free of weaknesses, walk your own path, and be free of shackles."
“Imitation, after all, is just following the path of the predecessors. Even if you reach the end of the road, you are just repeating the same mistakes. But imitation is easy, creation is difficult.”
Mu Changqing nodded slightly and sighed inwardly. He naturally understood the pros and cons of this.
For endless years, he traveled alone in the gray ancestral land, but in the end he was just imitating.
I want to learn from my gray ancestors, create a new world of my own, break the shackles of the road, and transcend everything that can be known.
But there are still weaknesses, and there are opportunities for others to take advantage of.
What Mu Changqing wanted was never possibility, but absolute suppression.
“But there is another way.”
At this moment, Mo Yi suddenly spoke, raised her slightly immature and delicate face and looked at Mu Changqing.
"Oh? Tell me about it."
Mu Changqing chuckled, appearing particularly gentle, and looked at the mortal woman beside him and said.
Mo Yi met Mu Changqing's eyes that were full of endless unique charm, and she couldn't help but look away. She gently twisted the corner of his clothes with her slender jade fingers and said gently.
"You can learn from others, use their paths to follow your own path."
As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of inspiration flashed through Mu Changqing’s mind, and he looked suddenly enlightened.
He stared at Mo Yi without looking away, which made Mo Yi even more nervous. She lowered her head and dared not speak out of shyness.
“I am too narrow-minded…”
After a long time, Mu Changqing murmured to himself.
The moment I raised my eyes, the gloomy look in my eyes faded away, as if welcoming the morning sun, with stars moving, shining brightly and colorfully.
During these years, Mu Changqing was too extreme, killing without limit, not caring about life, and being too indifferent to all living things.
But the origin of creation also needs to come from all living beings, to understand the ways of predecessors and to create a new life.
"I understand... The world is so prosperous, why not take it easy? Going too extreme will only backfire."
Mu Changqing tilted his head back and drank the strong liquor. His spirit, which had been tense for endless years, now completely relaxed, and along with it came an ultimate transformation in his state of mind.
He now understood that the ultimate achievement was not to be isolated from the world, but to appreciate the scenery of others and seek changes in the unchanging.
For a long time, Mu Changqing relied too much on the Burial Sky Pearl and external objects to achieve the reputation of being invincible in the world.
Now, he needs to learn... not just learn from the eternal immortality of the gray ancestor and the method of the origin of creation.
There are also many true principles contained in the Sky Burial Pearl, which help him break through the shackles of the Gray Origin and the Sky Burial Pearl and embark on a path that truly belongs to him.