Demonic: The Unlucky Concubine of the Snake King

Chapter 82

Lu Jingming opened her eyes from her practice, and saw Ao Kuang continuing to watch the singing and dancing in his spare time, and she didn't know where he got his interest from.

Not to mention, these puppets look like real people, and when they dance, they dance gracefully, as if they are like a moon under a light cloud, and they can dance a lot, it all depends on how many dances they have danced.

Now it was replaced by neon clothes and feathers. The singing girls wore peacock feathers, Qibao Luo, and wide sleeves. The snow-white skin was faintly visible while dancing, and the fragrance was tangy.

Seeing Ao Kuang's intoxicated look, Lu Jingming curled her lips.

"It's not a real person, you still take it so seriously? If you were in your own cave, wouldn't there be countless beauties every day?"

Ao Kuang laughed loudly, "If you have wine today, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon! You say that I have such a long life, what should I do if I don't enjoy it? Cultivation, at our level, it is no longer just sitting It’s useful, you need to understand, do you understand?”

"Then don't you feel bored? I think it's boring to live for so long? Every day's life is the same, it's really boring."

Thinking of this, Lu Jingming suddenly sighed.

Now her lifespan is hundreds of years, and with the increase of practice, her lifespan will become longer and longer.

"I don't think I can discover new things every day. For example, I may appreciate a song and dance today, but tomorrow I may arrange a new one myself. Isn't this interesting? Then tell me, people Why are you afraid of death?"

Lu Jingming was stunned: "Why, is it because you miss everything in this world? What if there is nothing to miss?"

Ao Kuang pointed at the sky: "We live between the heaven and the earth, and the natural lifespan is actually not long. If you don't practice, people can live a hundred years, which is considered a long life. And monsters can also live a few hundred years. But Humans, monsters and monsters have thoughts and obsessions. People are not afraid of death, but the unknown after death, and all spirit and will will dissipate. Do you say you know what happens after death? I don’t know, since If you don’t know, you have fear of the unknown, nostalgia for life, and naturally don’t want to die.”

Lu Jingming had never thought about this problem before, and now he found out that it was really the case when he talked about it.

"Because we were afraid of death, our ancestors began to study how not to die. At the beginning, everyone worshiped the heaven and the earth, hoping that the gods would give them a long life. But later they found that it was useless. Later, everyone gradually discovered some ways to preserve health and prolong life. It's just this It can't bring you a long life. As time passed, some people gradually summed up a set of effective cultivation methods. The ancient monks mainly cultivated the body, and everyone's body strength was very strong. Later, with a After the turmoil, everyone began to cultivate the Tao, which is not the sky, but transcends all things. Everyone wants to transcend the heaven and the earth and even live the same life as the sky through cultivation. At that time, how could mortals not yearn for it when they waved their hands and the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked?"

Lu Jingming was silent for a moment, "Then when it comes time to be as powerful as Tiantongshou, isn't it boring to be at a high place without an opponent?"

Ao Kuang was stunned, he hadn't thought about this question yet.

"I don't think there will be no opponents. Just like me now, there are quite a few people who are as capable as me. Even if I go further, there are still many powerful people. If you want to say that it is boring, that person will live the same every day for 100 years. Life, living the same for 1000 years, isn’t it boring. Then let’s forget about committing suicide, and what are we doing alive?”

Lu Jingming thinks about it, even if she feels that the future direction is very confused now, but she is really going to die, and she is not reconciled after thinking about it.

Living well is a kind of happiness.

If her parents knew that she was still in another world, they would be relieved.

"The fairy world is so big, but have you ever thought about leaving this world? Just like the world I came to, there are countless planets. The place where I live is a place called Earth."

"I have heard about the outside world. Maybe when I reach a higher altitude, I can leave this world and go to another place. Maybe we will also find your place called Earth."

Lu Jingming's eyes lit up immediately, yes, maybe she can go back.

Earth, her homeland!
However, when she goes back at that time, will she still be able to see her parents?

Lu Jingming felt uneasy, but she seemed to be full of strength again, and now she just wanted to practice well.

"I don't know how many years it will take to get to that level."

"It's early, don't think about it overnight, it will come one day."

"Yes--"

Lu Jingming listened to the singer's singing and hummed a ditty from her hometown, "Sweet honey, you smile sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze..." She fantasized about going back to her hometown one day.

Ao Kuang was very surprised when he heard it, "What are you singing, is this a song?"

Lu Jingming rolled her eyes: "Why is it not a song? The songs from my hometown are not good? Why don't you sing a song and listen to it?"

"Sing and sing, let you know what a song is." A big drum suddenly appeared in front of Ao Kuang, clapped his big hands, and sang wildly:

"Climb to Kunlun and eat Yuying, live longer than heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and moon. I mourn for the people of the southern barbarians, and I will help Jiangxiang... Gou Yu's heart is upright, even though it is remote, it hurts... ..."

His singing voice is majestic and unrestrained, with a deep and beautiful voice, his clothes fluttering, and the drums are majestic, making people fall into the passionate masculinity and cannot extricate themselves while listening to the song.

He sang "She Jiang", which was originally slightly sad, with a kind of chic and sonorous majesty.

Lu Jingming was fascinated by it for a while, the drumbeat changed from intense to soothing, and the vigorous music gradually deepened along with the song, and finally became silent.

"Okay!" Lu Jingming was immersed in it, and it took a long time to react and applaud: "You sing really well!"

Ao Kuang said arrogantly: "If you can rap and sing better than me, there really isn't one! I rarely sing in front of others."

Lu Jingming laughed: "Then should I be honored?"

——Second more.

(End of this chapter)