Chapter 370

Seeing the hatred in the cat's eyes, Zhang Xiaohua's heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer. Looking at the dark red blood flowing from the corner of the cat's mouth and its four legs gradually stopping moving, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt a wave of sadness in his heart. When the cat had completely stopped moving, Zhang Xiaohua looked around and carefully picked up the pitiful and light little thing from the ground. He walked step by step to the side of the road until he reached the wasteland by the side of the road. After looking around, he put the cat down. Huanhuan also obediently followed him. Zhang Xiaohua took the long sword from Huanhuan's back and quickly dug an extremely deep hole in the wasteland.

Zhang Xiaohua picked up the cat and carefully placed it into the deep hole, as if he was afraid of disturbing the cat's beautiful dream. Then, his heart filled with sadness, he sprinkled the soil on the cat bit by bit and murmured something. Only when all the soil was filled into the hole did Zhang Xiaohua stop. He clapped his hands and looked at the dark clouds in the sky. He sighed, "Life is so fragile!"

To be honest, ever since Zhang Xiaohua started practicing Qi, he had been decisive in killing. Countless lives had been taken by his hands. Perhaps his killing methods were too nimble and he had never seen more blood. Moreover, the people he killed were all detestable people, so he didn't feel too burdened in his heart. But today, he suddenly saw an innocent cat being run over by a carriage. This ordinary incident that couldn't be more ordinary on a normal day actually aroused his compassion. If it was said to be the backlash of his killing intent from before, it was reasonable.

"Life, death, life, death …" Zhang Xiaohua stood with his hands in his sleeves. He looked up at the sky and murmured these two words over and over again. In an instant, the entire world seemed to be stagnant and the snowflakes also stopped in the air. Zhang Xiaohua's mind once again felt the call of the heavens. At this moment, his consciousness left his body like before and gradually, slowly rose up. This time, Zhang Xiaohua had the previous experience and didn't deliberately or anxiously rise up. Instead, he slowly controlled the speed of his consciousness and spread it out to understand the feeling of the entire world.

But soon after, Zhang Xiaohua discovered that his comprehension this time was different from the last time. This time, what he saw through his consciousness was not the various states of the world, but the life and death of the world. As Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness rose and strengthened, from the death of the cat at the beginning, to the birth and death of the surrounding villages, normal deaths, abnormal deaths, countless positive, negative, and positive emotions filled his consciousness. Time and space also seemed to have lost their effect at this time. Zhang Xiaohua also saw the battle between the disciples of the Misty School and the disciples of the three sects in the Misty Mountain Villa. Countless disciples howled in pain. He also saw Ou Peng commit suicide on the Misty Peak and Yang Ruping face death calmly. Soon after, his consciousness saw even further. He saw himself brandishing his flying sword and wantonly killing more than ten gang members of an unknown sect. He also saw himself wielding a small sword and killing three disciples of the Righteous Alliance. He also saw himself leaping high like a god and killing five unknown disciples with a long sword. He even saw himself following Ou Yannanxing and killing the masked old man in black.

Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness soared even higher, and even more battles in the jianghu were reflected in his mind. Even more new lives were reflected in his mind. All sorts of emotions revolved around him, tempering him. It was as if the cycle of reincarnation was tempering his consciousness. At the same time, the marks left behind by the Heavenly Dao became even clearer and deeper. The sky above Zhang Xiaohua's head was no longer covered in red clouds at some point in time. Instead, it was a night sky dotted with countless resplendent stars. In the distance, the sun that emitted endless light and heat was like a special star. It hung there, no different from the other celestial bodies. The starry sky became clearer, more complete, more vivid, and more lively …

Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness was still rising. Although he was deliberately controlling it, it was still rising. The land that he looked down on was still endless. However, in his eyes, or in his perception, there was only endless life and death, and the cycle of life and death. Perhaps it was an instant, or perhaps it was a long time. Zhang Xiaohua suddenly had a kind of enlightenment. Life, death, reincarnation, cycle … "Pa!" Like lightning, it instantly lit up his entire consciousness. He seemed to understand something, but also seemed to not understand something. At this moment, his consciousness accelerated once again, high up.

This time, it was different from the previous time. Previously, it was a feeling of being at a loss and not knowing what to do. However, this time, he had a feeling that he had grasped something. Although he did not know what it was, he had a feeling that somewhere in the high, endless starry sky, there must be a place where he could find this feeling.

However, at this moment, he forgot that at this moment, he did not seem to have the ability to search the entire starry sky. The only outcome he could face was only to be lost in … the unpredictable starry sky!

At this critical moment, in the distance where Zhang Xiaohua was standing, which was also the direction that Zhang Xiaohua was heading in, in the high starry sky, there suddenly appeared a super strong storm. This storm was not simply a storm of air, but a storm formed by the endless Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth. The endless Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth seemed to have appeared from an inexplicable point, and immediately filled the space. The Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth condensed continuously, and not long after, it formed two lifelike images. "Auspicious Dragon and Phoenix"!

Zhang Xiaohua's ascending consciousness could not help but cry out, and once this cry came out, his consciousness fell rapidly like the last time. However, at this time, Zhang Xiaohua did not recall the feeling of falling, but only stared at the distant dragon and phoenix formed by the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth. He watched as the dragon and phoenix intertwined and danced in the starry sky, and slowly fell.

Zhang Xiaohua's rapidly falling consciousness landed on his body, who was standing on the ground with his hands in his sleeves. Immediately, he opened his eyes as if he had been enlightened. He instantly released his consciousness, wanting to explore the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth in the sky. Unfortunately, although Zhang Xiaohua felt that his consciousness had improved greatly, he was still too far away from the dragon and phoenix, and could not see anything useful.

With a sigh, Zhang Xiaohua withdrew his consciousness, and used his eyes to look at the sky in front of him, which was still covered with dark clouds and snowflakes. He could not help but shake his head, and said to himself, "I don't know what happened in front, which could cause a change in the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, and even affect the change in the Way of Heaven. The Way of Heaven is really unpredictable."

Then, ignoring the snow on the ground, he sat cross-legged, and checked his gains from the Oneness of Heaven and Man again. Sure enough, the starry sky that demonstrated the Way of Heaven was incomparably bright, clearer, and more inexplicably full of vitality. The Way of Heaven left a deeper outline in Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness, and at the same time, left a greater accumulation.

After a long while, Zhang Xiaohua opened his eyes with a smile. This smile was so vivid, and seemed to be the same as a moment ago, but also seemed to be different. It seemed to have more understanding of life and death.

Clapping his hands, Zhang Xiaohua stood up and looked deeply at the soil that had been covered by a thin layer of snow. There was a stray cat's body buried deep there. Yes, there was a cause, and there was an effect. If he had not coincidentally witnessed the cat's death and buried its body, how could he have such an opportunity?

Life and death, how could it be so easy to understand?

How could the Way of Heaven be so easy to approach?

Looking at the David's Deer that was standing quietly beside him, Zhang Xiaohua floated up and patted its head calmly. Huanhuan raised its head and let out a long neigh, and happily ran back to the main road from the ground. It then walked to the center of the main road, and walked forward.

Zhang Xiaohua sat on Huanhuan's back, and unconsciously looked back at the place where the cat had been knocked down. A thought rose from the bottom of his heart, "If I could turn back time, maybe I could reach out and rescue this poor cat from under the carriage!"

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly moved, as if he had thought of something. After thinking about it carefully, his eyes unconsciously lit up, and he thought to himself, "Cat, cat, I really have to thank you. I just simply buried you, and you actually gave me endless benefits!"

If it was said that Zhang Xiaohua's cat's death, combined with his murderous aura, triggered another form of prying into the Way of Heaven, which was a deeper level of contact with life and death than the hundreds of forms of life, it was a guide for Zhang Xiaohua's future cultivation. What he had just learned was a direct guide for the difficult problem of practicing the Fist of the North Star in his heart.

"Of course it's impossible to turn back time, but the moves of the fist can be performed in reverse. The second stage of the Fist of the North Star should be practiced from the end to the end, but this from the end to the end is not simply linking the last move to the first move. This has been tried before, but it doesn't work. Instead, every move has to be performed in reverse. This way, from the last move to the first move can be smoothly performed."

Understanding the key point, Zhang Xiaohua could not help but think, "Should I erect a tombstone for the cat, or give it a proper burial?"

But then, he smiled. Separation of life and death was just a part of the Way of Heaven. Anything that did not break away from the Way of Heaven must go through this process. Sometimes the death was lighter than a goose feather, sometimes the death was heavier than Mount Tai. To him, the cat's death was heavier than Mount Tai, but to the coachman, the cat's death was lighter than a goose feather. The cat did not care about the ceremony after its death, but he cared about the value of the cat's death. Instead of giving the cat an unimportant ceremony, it was better to keep the cat's death in his heart, as a warning to himself.

Death was actually very simple, as long as he pointed his flying sword, a drop of blood;

Death was also very complicated, perhaps he might not be able to comprehend it in his lifetime!

This sword was related to life and death, so he must not use it lightly in the future.

Alas, who in this world could understand everything? In this wilderness, the life and death of a stray cat, except for the current Zhang Xiaohua, who knew? But such a cat's death was exchanged for the lives of countless Jianghu people in the future. Even Zhang Xiaohua himself could not explain the cause and effect of this.

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