The source of cultivation in this world has been contaminated, and there are many taboos in cultivation. Those taboos are terrifying and make one shudder with fear, and one would try to avoid them at all costs...
But at this moment,
Ning Ming felt very unwell, "Why is my cultivation taboo like this?"
This boy who looks exactly like himself doesn't seem any different from a normal second avatar.
So why does this guy do the exact opposite of whatever Ning Ming does?!
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
Outside, his sister's voice had changed as well, apparently frightened.
"I..."
Ning Ming was about to speak, but the thought of a certain someone made him clench his teeth immediately, like he just swallowed a porcupine whole.
"I..."
Most exaggeratedly, the other person seemed to deliberately oppose Ning Ming, similarly only saying half of his words.
"Are you messing with me?"
Ning Ming couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and looked at the other person.
The boy said seriously, "I'm not messing with you."
Instantly, Ning Ming's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he even wanted to slap this guy to death.
"You stay here! Don't move!"
Ning Ming instructed very seriously, then prepared to leave the room to tell his sister not to worry.
But unexpectedly,
the teenager said, "I refuse!"
"Why?"
Ning Ming was shocked, unable to accept such a conversation.
The boy retorted, "Why should I listen to you?"
This sentence left Ning Ming frozen.
What is this? My avatar is a bit rebellious?
Bang!
At this moment, Ning Yao started banging on the wooden door, wanting to break in.
Although mutant cultivators can be terrifying, unless it was absolutely necessary, Ning Yao did not want to find the village chief and others.
The reason was simple.
Ning Yao was also there last night, and saw how the village chief dealt with Chen Jianjia and the others. If her brother had really become a monster too, then... the consequences would be unimaginable.
Ning Ming quickly dragged the bed over, then let Ning Yao into the room.
Soon, Ning Yao first breathed a sigh of relief, and in the next moment she was shocked by the scene in front of her.
She first looked at the teenager on the left, then looked at the teenager on the right.
Then, the little girl stood dumbfounded in her original spot, her little head dazed.
"There was a little problem with my cultivation,"
Ning Ming barely suppressed his strange feelings and said, "This is my second avatar. But it's not a normal taboo, it's..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ning Yao was already surprised. "There's normal and abnormal cultivation taboos?"
Ning Ming: ......
But at that moment——
"Wait!"
Ning Ming suddenly thought of something. He looked at the boy who was identical to himself, with a strange look on his face.
He pondered, then said word for word, "I am your father."
The boy seemed to be dumbfounded by this sentence.
Ning Ming snorted, "Still going to contradict me?"
But at this moment, the teenager suddenly said, "Then you are my son."
Instantly, Ning Ming's expression collapsed, like he just swallowed a live fly.
"Pfft hahaha!"
At almost the same time, Ning Yao burst out in melodious laughter.
"What are you laughing at? This is a terrifying cultivation taboo that frightens people when they hear about it! It's horribly scary!!!"
Ning Ming was extremely annoyed. He moved a rock to stub his own foot. This matter was not comfortable at all.
What use was such an avatar? Completely disobedient, and would even oppose its original body.
Bang~
Ning Ming plopped down on the bed, crossed his arms, and was extremely angry.
The teenager stood there, with a proud look on his face.
The two formed a sharp contrast.
Ning Yao sat down next to Ning Ming and looked curiously at the other "brother" while blinking her eyes.
"Brother, this is your avatar and it doesn't listen to you, right?"
Suddenly, Ning Yao asked.
Ning Ming grunted in response, "Mm."
Ning Yao immediately smiled, revealing her cute little fangs, "Then do the opposite, tell him not to serve you tea or water, how about that?"
Hearing this, Ning Ming finally reacted. Then his mind stirred, "You better sit tight, never serve me tea or water."
Sure enough.
The teenager let out a cold snort, with the most arrogant tone, said the most clichéd line:
"Well today I'm going serve you tea and water!"
As he spoke, he strode towards the outer room, soon returning with a kettle.
Seeing this scene.
Ning Ming was rendered speechless.
"Here!"
The teenager poured the water and handed it to Ning Ming.
Ning Ming added, "Just pouring water for me is fine, don't pour water for Ning Yao, be good."
The teenager snorted contemptuously, then picked up the kettle again, "I don't listen to you!" and filled up another cup to the brim,
"Pfft hahaha!"
Ning Yao couldn't stand this scene and burst out laughing while holding her belly, "I haven't come across anything this funny for a long time. Brother, why are the taboos in your cultivation so silly?"
"Don't laugh! Be serious!"
Ning Ming felt this sentence didn't sound right. He said solemnly, "Let me reiterate, cultivation taboos are very scary!"
"Not scary at all."
Unexpectedly, the avatar retorted, "Cultivation taboos are not scary at all."
"???"
Ning Ming was full of question marks. Is this avatar deliberately opposing me?
Next moment,
Ning Ming suddenly said, "Keep talking, stand there and talk to your heart's content."
"Humph!"
The teenager let out a cold humph, arrogantly turned and walked away without saying a word.
Seeing this, Ning Ming slapped his forehead, his mood in chaos.
"But... it seems it can still be useful..."
The next moment, as Ning Ming looked at the boy identical to himself, he sank into thought.
He could actually control this second avatar, he just had to give opposite commands.
"Sigh~"
Thinking of this, Ning Ming sighed. He didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a moment.
That black stone had absorbed the taboos of cultivators, but had not transformed them into pure mystic arts. Problems still existed.
It seemed that in the future it would continue to be so.
The terrifying taboos of other cultivators would become other kinds of mystic abilities for Ning Ming.
"Don't come over, don't arm wrestle with me."
Suddenly, Ning Ming said to his avatar.
The teenager immediately stood up, "Come, arm wrestle with me."
After a while, Ning Ming arm wrestled with his avatar to get a sense of the other's strength.
As expected, the avatar was comparable with the original body without any difference.
Ning Ming asked again, "Don't tell me how long you can exist."
As he spoke, he deliberately covered his ears, putting on an "I'm not listening" act.
"Brother..."
Next to him, Ning Yao whispered, "Are you deliberately being petty?"
Ning Ming was drenched in sweat. He quickly let go, "Nonsense!"
"I must tell you today."
The teenager was very cooperative. He said, "With your current realm, I can only exist for three hours!"
"Three hours of existence time? Got it."
Instantly, Ning Ming grinned. He was using this avatar more and more "skillfully".
"I'll take a nap first. Don't clean the outer room," Ning Ming lazily lay down on the bed, his hands pillowing the back of his head as he "instructed" the avatar.
Hearing this, the teenager let out a cold laugh, raised his head arrogantly, and strode towards the outer room, before starting to clean the filth all over the place.
"Hey! Don't empty the nightsoil bucket! How dirty is that stuff?"
"I must do it!"
"Rest if you're tired, don't wash those bowls and chopsticks."
"Humph! Do you think I'll listen to you?"
"Oh right! Don't touch the clothes I put in the cabinet! I'll say it again, you definitely shouldn't mend that tattered piece of clothing! Even if you want to mend it, I won't tell you that the needles and threads are hidden in the bottom drawer."
"So the needles and threads are in the drawer..."
......
The whole night, Ning Yao listened to her brother's various "instructions". The avatar was busy rushing about without stopping.
Suddenly.
The young girl looked at Ning Ming and said seriously, "Brother, you're not normal anymore."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Ning Ming didn't quite understand.
Without explaining, Ning Yao turned to the side and found a book by the bedside. She started reading it with great interest.
It wasn't until midnight that the avatar disappeared.
Ning Ming also felt mental exhaustion and great tiredness. He didn't know if it was because he had manifested an avatar, or because it was too late.
In any case, he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
In the quiet and soundless room.
Ning Ming was sleeping in the bed on the right, while Ning Yao sat on the bed to the left.
She leaned against the wall, holding an ancient book in her hand, with an oil lamp lit beside her.
Under the lamplight, the girl's profile was very soft and beautiful, with butterfly-like eyelashes. Her eyes in the firelight were as pretty as glazed tiles.
Sometimes, Ning Yao would put down her book, rub her eyes, and then look towards her sleeping brother, a faint, barely detectable smile appearing at the corners of her mouth.
This was the daily life that the siblings had lived for many years.
...
Ning Ming felt like he was having a dream.
In the dream, he was walking in a sea of darkness, unable to find any light.
But soon, a flash of bloodlight passed by.
It was as if he had opened his eyes, and saw the sky - clearly it was daytime, yet there were thousands of twinkling stars, staring at him.
An indescribable feeling welled up in his heart...
He felt like he was riding a rocket - the surrounding scenery was flying by rapidly in retreat. A man held him, traveling through mountains and wilderness.
"Don't be afraid, don't cry," the man said.
The man's face was stained with blood. He looked down at the baby in the swaddling clothes, pulled up the corners of his mouth, and revealed a gentle smile.
Ning Ming's heart ached as he saw a teardrop slowly rolling down the man's eyes, containing endless grief.
Just what on earth had happened?
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Ning Ming forcefully opened his eyes wide, and saw the black ceiling above him.
"Brother, you're awake?" his sister Ning Yao said with a yawn next to him. She rubbed her messy hair and curled up in her bed. "I'm going back to sleep now~"
"Mm," Ning Ming suppressed the emotions in his heart, and revealed a gentle smile like the man in the dream.
Leaving the room, the outside was tidy and spotless as expected.
Thinking back to the "rebellious" second self from last night...
Ning Ming shook his head with a laugh, and saw the piping hot breakfast on the table, prepared by Ning Yao herself.
Ning Yao was nocturnal - her dinner was his breakfast.
After washing up and finishing breakfast,
Ning Ming soon arrived at the village chief's home. Lin Zuodao didn't come today - he probably had something to do.
In the yard,
Old Man Li still held his shotgun in his hand. After looking Ning Ming up and down, he said: "Today, we will leave the village and go into the mountains to cultivate."