Chapter 490: Shattering the Heavens, the Way of Innovation
Mo Que did not respond to Jiang Wanli's taunt, nor did he get angry. He just calmly stretched out his hand to bring the cup of tea to his mouth.
But Jiang Wan was smiling sarcastically, tapping the edge of the tea table with one finger.
When Mo Que reached out to pick up the bowl, the small tea bowl turned out to be very heavy.
But this kind of weight will not weigh down the old wooden table.
"Hmph!" At this moment, Mo Que released the blockade of his martial body. He could now lift a large mountain with one hand, and suddenly exerted his strength to lift the tea bowl.
"Haha..." Jiang Wanli just smiled softly. Although he had no words, this attitude that was as indifferent as contempt was the greatest humiliation.
He continued to tap the wooden table with one finger, picked up his tea bowl with the other hand, took a sip, and then put it down.
This is a silent mockery of Mo Que's inability to pick up the tea bowl.
"boom!"
Mo Que's martial body exploded, his blood reversed nine times, and his physical strength increased to the extreme. With a bang, the wooden table under the bowl shattered and turned into powder.
But the tea bowl was still there, as if there was an invisible table holding it underneath.
"In front of me, you can't even hold a bowl of tea, and you still try to fight me?" Jiang Wanli sneered, his own tea bowl was still hanging in the air, and he poured another bowl.
However, just as he brought the teacup to his mouth, his movements suddenly stopped, and two gleams of light burst out from his eyes.
"boom!"
I saw the small tea bowl slowly moving. Although it was slow, it was picked up steadily by Mo Que's hand and slowly brought to his mouth.
At this moment, the ground beneath Mo Que was cracking, as if that small bowl of tea was heavier than the mountain.
"ah……"
This scene had already frightened the mortals around and kept screaming. The tea stall owner had never seen such a battle before, and he was so scared that he peed his pants.
People fled in panic, and there was chaos. Some young children were frightened and cried loudly. The place suddenly became noisy.
"Noisy!" Jiang Wanli frowned and touched the tea cup with his fingertips. The tea in the cup immediately split into countless water droplets.
Every drop of water is like a tiny knife. Although the blade is small, it contains terrifying knife intent.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Countless water knives were slashed out, like a goddess scattering flowers, flying towards the surrounding crowd.
"Boom!" Seeing this, Mo Que crushed the tea cup in his hand and then shot out.
However, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't stop the water jets flying in all directions at the same time.
For a time, screams broke out one after another, and the people who escaped fell one by one.
Almost all the people in this entire town died tragically in the blink of an eye, even the barking dogs died under the water jet!
"A bunch of ants who dare to spoil the emperor's mood should be killed!" After Jiang Wanli did all this, he calmly retracted his fingers, as if he had only done an insignificant thing.
He continued to drink tea, but looked into Mo Que's arms.
Everything happened too fast just now, and the Emperor Realm took action, but it only took an instant.
Even if Mo Que took action immediately, he could only save a three- or four-year-old girl.
The girl had fallen into a coma at this moment. Mo Que did this deliberately and did not want her to witness the tragic situation in front of her.
"Just because they ruined your mood, you slaughtered a whole town?" Mo Que opened the world inside his body, put the sleeping girl inside, and looked at Jiang Wanli coldly.
"Under the emperor's realm, everyone is just ants, let alone a group of insignificant mortals, not even as good as ants. Dare to spoil the emperor's mood is a death penalty!" Jiang Wanli said matter-of-factly.
A small town with more than five hundred lives seemed worthless in his eyes and could be wiped out at will.
How cold-blooded?
"How can you, a cultivator, feel pity for these ants?" Jiang Wanli said sarcastically: "In the inner realm of Juechen, it is not only necessary to cut off the grains and grains to make the body dust-free, but also to cut off the worldly mind. Only in this way can we
To be above all sentient beings.”
"You have cultivated to this day, but you don't even understand this principle?"
The inner realm of Juechen is also the realm of kings.
Once you have cultivated to this level, you will be able to avoid drinking and eating, cut off all grains and grains, and stop eating the fireworks of the world, making your physical body clear and dust-free.
There is another way of saying that to reach this level of cultivation, one needs to cut off all emotions and nature, and cut off all emotions in the world. Only in this way can one truly be free from the world.
"Sad!" Jiang Wanli shook his head slightly and said: "Cultivators are cultivating the supreme way of heaven. If they can't give up their emotions in the world, how are they different from all other living beings?"
"You don't even understand such a simple truth, how can you claim the title of emperor, how can you overlook the common people? You are as shallow as an ant, but you dare to try to fight me!"
Mo Que had traveled tens of thousands of miles before, and his heart that had just become peaceful was now experiencing violent fluctuations, making his whole body tremble.
There was a surge of anger in his heart, and he said coldly: "Destroy the way of humanity and seek the way of heaven? If the way of cultivation is to destroy humanity and turn into a stone with a heart of stone, then I don't care if I don't practice the way of heaven!"
"Hmph!" Jiang Wanli's face sank and he said: "You are ignorant and don't follow the way of heaven. How can you transcend all sentient beings with your mortal body? You will always be just an ant!"
"If I can't cultivate the way of heaven, I will create a way of my own!" Mo Que's eyes were red, "If this way of heaven is determined to destroy my humanity, I will crush the way of heaven and create a new way!"
"The way of breaking the sky, the way of innovation?" Jiang Wanli laughed angrily: "What a loud tone! But just now, you couldn't even save these ants, so what are you going to do to break the way of the sky?"
This is a battle of ideas between Jiang Wanli and Mo Que.
Jiang Wanli firmly believes that human nature is fragile, and only by eradicating human nature can we transcend mortals and move closer to the way of heaven, because the way of heaven is ruthless.
Therefore, he naturally could not agree with Mo Que's statement, because it was tantamount to denying the Tao he had practiced before.
But Mo Que didn't think so.
If one seeks the way of heaven, he must cut off his human nature. Then what he cultivates will not be his own way, but follow the way of heaven.
The way of cultivation is to go against heaven. If for the sake of cultivation, even one's own humanity is wiped out by heaven, wouldn't it mean that one has become a slave of heaven?
By that time, his own temperament has been wiped out. Even if he has cultivated the supreme path, will he still be the same person?
Why does cultivation have to go against heaven? It is to constantly break away from the constraints of heaven and cultivate one's own way. In his opinion, this is the path he wants to take, rather than following heaven.
Bones can be broken but cannot be bent!
He has always been like this, even the law of heaven cannot make him succumb and destroy his nature.
"It's ridiculous!" Jiang Wanli stood up and said, "I actually talked about the Tao of heaven and earth with a mere ant like you? You can't even understand the realm of Juechen, and you have no hope of becoming emperor in this life, so what qualifications do you have to discuss the Tao with me?
"
At this moment, Jiang Wanli was no longer persistent. He was the true emperor and could easily kill Mo Que. This was enough to prove that his idea was correct!
"Today, I will show you what the destiny and the way of heaven are!" Jiang Wanli shouted coldly, and a long knife condensed in the void, with all the fingers of the knife missing.