Jiang Wang held the fishing line made of nine-piece jade and kept pulling it higher and higher.
Through strong winds and blizzards, floating mountains of broken rocks, and violent thunder.
Finally, we crashed into a dark cloud.
Wang Changji, with his slender shoulders and skinny clothes, was sitting on the edge of the dark clouds, with wind, thunder and snow in his background.
Holding the warm fishing rod, he slowly reeled in the line.
"I also brought my friends." Jiang Wang let go of the fishing line and walked forward, saying, "I don't know what you need to do, but I thought it might give you a little more strength."
When they met again, the two of them felt much more relaxed.
"It couldn't be better." Wang Changji stretched out his hand and put away the fishing rod and line. He stood up and nodded to Yue Tiannu and Zuo Guangshu: "I was rude earlier, please forgive me."
Yuetiannu put his palms together and said politely: "I should say thank you to the donor. Thank you for the heads-up, which cleared my mind."
Wang Changji only nodded slightly, and the greetings were over.
Zuo Guangshu looked at Brother Jiang's friend with some curiosity and said, "I should also say thank you. The frog at the bottom of the well has been content with himself for a long time. Your Excellency has made me aware of the sky beyond."
Wang Changji said casually: "With Jiang Wang here, there is not much sky outside the sky."
This is certainly a very high praise!
A look of surprise flashed in Yue Tiannu's eyes. Because she has a better understanding of Wang Changji's realm and has the deepest impression of Wang Changji's strength. Can Jiang Wang be praised to such a degree by others?
She thought she already knew Jiang Wang very well, but now she suddenly felt that there should be something else that she had not seen.
"Don't shame me by saying these words." Jiang Wang said in a shameful voice: "You have warned me in advance, but I still fell into the trap and was driven by chaos to advance the sky..."
"Chaos?" Wang Changji raised his eyes, seeming to be somewhat interested.
Jiang Wang was surprised and said, "I thought you knew it a long time ago."
Wang Changji shook his head slightly: "I guess there may be a few forces, and I definitely feel a few fishing lines, but I don't know who is fighting for them."
Jiang Wang then briefly told how they embarked on the road to divine descent, how they saw Chaos, and how they were used by Chaos.
Wang Changji listened quietly to his story about his trip to Nanyuan, and didn't make any comments. He just said: "That's it."
Jiang Wang looked at him: "Brother Wang, why do you teach me?"
"We'll talk about this later." Wang Changji said, "You brought a friend here, and I also want to introduce someone to you."
From Zuo Guangshu's mouth, Jiang Wang had long known that Wang Changji was accompanied by someone in the Mountain and Sea Realm. Although he was surprised why he didn't see him last time, he didn't take it too seriously.
However, Wang Changji raised it so solemnly at this time, which made him subconsciously pay more attention to it.
"Which talent does Brother Wang want to introduce?" he asked.
At this moment, the dark clouds had not dispersed and the doomsday scene had not changed, but both Yue Tiannu and Zuo Guangshu disappeared from sight.
Everything is still so natural and traceless.
Jiang Wang then knew that he had once again entered the special environment created by Wang Changji.
It should be some kind of exquisite application based on the soul.
If there is a match, there are probably two ideas. One is to quickly launch complex soul attacks, disrupt the construction of the environment, and capture loopholes in the movement. The other is to directly explode the strongest Taoist or swordsmanship. From a realistic level
Breaking the level of the soul is not only to expel the opponent, but also to withdraw oneself from this environment.
Of course, you can also start in other directions...
He has no hostility towards Wang Changji now, it is just an instinctive rehearsal for the battle.
The strong always look forward to confrontation with the strong.
Just as he was thinking about it, behind Wang Changji, a young man with a thin face walked out from the depths of the dark clouds.
This man is really too thin.
When I was in Maplewood City before, I didn't seem to be so thin.
Compared with the meeting at Qingyunting Mountain Gate, there are some differences.
But Jiang Wang couldn't actually tell the more specific changes.
Because he never cared much about this person.
Life is full of seas, and most people are just passing by.
"Senior Brother Jiang, it's been a long time..." Fang Heling spoke first, with a complicated expression on his face: "Things that happened in the past are really childish when I think about them now, so there is no need to talk about them anymore. I am now practicing with Brother Wang, and you, and
Brother Wang has the same purpose. We are the surviving ghosts of Maplewood City, wandering in this helpless world. We have the same hatred, Brother Jiang, and we have a common enemy."
He did not talk about old friendship with Jiang Wang because the two of them had no old friendship to speak of.
He was talking about old grudges. Shared grudges.
What he pointed out was his current reliance, and what he made clear in one sentence was the interests of both parties.
Compared with the rashness and naivety in Maplewood City back then, he has actually grown more than a little or two.
But Jiang Wang just said calmly: "Humans and demons are also my enemies."
These words are like a sword, even though it is in the sheath, it has cut through the connections that seemed to exist but seemed not to exist.
He does have a blood feud that he keeps deep in his heart.
Fang Heling is indeed an old friend.
Their lives were indeed ruined by the same disaster, and they did have the same enemies.
But this does not mean that he can cooperate with anyone or tolerate anything.
The enemy of your enemy may not always be your friend.
Because in addition to one's own love and hatred, a person also has the morals of being a human being and the covenant of being a human being.
He would never forget the scene he saw at the gate of Qingyunting, where Fang Heling was among the human and demon team.
At that time, he had personally killed two of the four demons who were killing innocent people and cooking people for fun. If it hadn't been for Yan Chunhui's intervention, the masked demons would have died as well.
Fang Heling was no different from other human demons here.
If he appeared in Duanhun Gorge at that time, it would be nothing more than an extra sword.
Probably the only difference is...
Fang Heling is also from Maplewood City.
Fang Heling also lost her family and her family in that desperate day.
But among those personal demons, who doesn’t have a tragic past?
Including Zheng Fei, including Li Shou, including the extremely evil abandoned disciple Huan Tao of the Mo sect who had the body of a hungry ghost, and even including the fortune teller devil, who didn't have some so-called pain and struggle?
But when they were killing innocent people, when they were competing to pile up corpses... did they ever stop and listen to other people's stories?
Jiang Wang said this to Fang Heling and also to Wang Changji.
The Bone Evil God is his enemy, Zhuang Gaoxian is his enemy, and Zhang Linchuan is his enemy. But extremely vicious existences such as human demons are also his enemies.
The former is the blood feud he has against himself, and the latter is the responsibility he told himself when he first mentioned the wooden sword.
Adults have responsibilities towards children, the strong have responsibilities towards the weak, and extraordinary people should have extraordinary responsibilities.
This is his way.
He can't control the injustice in the world, and he can't kill all the evil people in the world, but within the reach of a three-foot green sword, there should be justice that belongs to him.
In the previous conversation, he and Wang Changji confirmed each other's direction. He described the future he imagined, and he would try his best to move towards that future. But there will always be a bottom line, and he will never justify the means.
Because someone had warned him a long time ago that he was using the wrong method and could not achieve the correct purpose. Mistakes are mistakes, no matter how you paint them.
If Wang Changji could not agree, he would rather continue to walk alone.
A long night alone may be too lonely. But it is better to be alone with a clear conscience than to be surrounded by friends.
When Jiang Wang said this, he had no strong emotions and his tone was indifferent.
But his determination will not be missed.
Fang Heling almost immediately bowed deeply: "Senior Brother Jiang! When I was in Maplewood City before, I was really too ignorant! I was narrow-minded, dirty and despicable. I did many, many wrong things and hurt many people. Now I think
I am still very ashamed. I know I was wrong, and I sincerely apologize to you. Please forgive me...please forgive me!"
He bowed to the end, his forehead lowered than his knees, showing an extremely humble attitude.
Jiang Wang stepped aside and refused to accept the bow: "Fang Heling, you said you wanted to apologize to me for what happened back then, but I can't remember what you owed me at all. This little quarrel is not worth mentioning. Back then I
I didn’t hold back on you either. But now, I just have a different approach from you.”
Fang Heling stood up, hunched over his back, looking up at Jiang Wang, and said with an apologetic smile: "Brother Jiang, if you say this, you still have an opinion against me. Yes, my apology is indeed not sincere enough."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped himself.
Snapped!
This slap is so crisp.
The right side of his face immediately swelled up.
There was still a smile on his swollen face: "Or you said, how can you forgive me? I will definitely do what I can do, and I will find a way to do what I can't do. In short, as long as you
If you are willing to give me a chance, I will definitely satisfy you."
Jiang Wang's attitude made it almost impossible to get along with him.
But Fang Heling didn't feel that Wang Changji had any choice between herself and Jiang Wang.
There is no need to talk about character and morality. Even from the perspective of the most realistic interests, Jiang Wang is far better than him, far more talented than him. In the past, present, and foreseeable future, Jiang Wang is far stronger than him.
Even he himself couldn't find the reason why Wang Changji abandoned Jiang Wang and chose him.
So he was never willing to put himself on the opposite side of Jiang Wang.
So he humbled himself and apologized, so he slapped himself. He could even kneel down and kowtow a few times. He could be as mean as a dog, or even meaner than a dog!
As long as Jiang Wang doesn't kill his chance...
If Wang Changji gave up, how could he get in front of Zhang Linchuan on his own?
Facing Fang Heling in this posture.
Jiang Wang's tone was still calm, almost cold: "Listen, Fang Heling. I don't know what has happened to you in these years, and I don't want to know. In this world, no one has an easy life. I have no feelings for you.
Hatred, of course, cannot be forgiven. You can do whatever you need to do, and there is no need to perform in front of me."
"Senior Brother Jiang, give me a chance." Fang Heling raised his hand and slapped himself again. Now both sides of his face were swollen, but he was still smiling, as if he couldn't feel Jiang Wang's rejection at all: "I just
I want to take revenge with you and Brother Wang, I just want revenge."
"The same goal doesn't mean we can walk together. You have your way, and I have mine." Jiang Wang only said: "I said, we have different ways."
Snapped!
Fang Heling slapped herself again, causing blood to flow from the corners of her mouth.
Still grinning, he spoke with a smile: "My father is dead. He is the father who held a banquet at Wangyue Tower. Please give me, this good-for-nothing, some confidence. He is dead. As soon as Zhang Linchuan raised his hand, a bolt of lightning fell, and he
He turned into a piece of coke and died without any dignity."
Jiang Wang fell silent.
To him, Fang Zehou was undoubtedly a disgusting guy. He didn't have a good reputation in Maplewood City for depriving Fang Pengju of his resources, and he even threatened him with Jiang An'an.
But this man is also a sincere father. He spares no effort for his son and devotes everything to his life.
People like Fang Zehou died.
He was just one of the thousands of people who died in Maplewood City.
Jiang Wang didn't know what to say.
Fang Heling looked at him with a smile.
Once in Maplewood City, he vowed to make this man named Jiang Wang look at him squarely.
But after so many years, he has paid so much, grown up so hard, and gotten here so hard. But he has to lower his head that he never lowered before, laugh and beg so humbly.
He didn't dare to be dissatisfied, and smiled like this: "I know I am a waste, insignificant, and disgusting. You are all geniuses, and your future is infinite. I will only go with you for a while, and wait until I kill Zhang Linchuan
I'll just roll away, far away, I won't dirty your eyes. Do you think this is okay?"
Jiang Wang sighed softly in his heart.
He also looked at Fang Heling seriously.
His eyes were very clean, and there was indeed no resentment or disgust in them, only something very calm and firm.
"I killed all the evil, flesh-cutting and beheading of these three demons. I also contributed to the death of the fortune-teller demon. Even a long time ago, I stabbed the heart-eating demon Xiong Wen with my sword.
It goes through my heart. My attitude towards humans and demons has never changed."
"You know? Zheng Fei and Li Shou have a very good relationship. They are both willing to die for each other. I see true brotherhood in them! But I still killed them without hesitation. Because they killed innocent civilians.
when they threw people into the furnace to cook them, when they ate human flesh and drank human blood, they did not hesitate.”
Jiang Wang said: "Fang Heling, I can understand your hatred, I understand it completely. On many nights, I was gnawed by hatred like you. The blood in your eyes was also in my eyes, and
It has not disappeared yet. But we are not on the same road. If we met outside the mountains and seas, I would have drawn my sword by now."
Fang Heling looked at Wang Changji, who had no expression on his face and didn't speak.
He seemed to understand.
He stopped slapping himself in the face, knowing that nothing he could do would be of any use.
Jiang Wang has always been so determined.
Fang Pengju, who was paralyzed on the ground with tears in his eyes, shouted to his third brother, begging him for his life. He stabbed with the sword without any hesitation.
That is his sworn brother who is like a brother and sister!
Who am I, Fang Heling?
Fang Heling laughed and made a sound.
He smiled and gave Jiang Wang a thumbs up: "You are really heartless, you are so chivalrous, you are clear about grudges, and you are upright. There is no room for sand in your eyes. You are so upright and just, Jiang Wang!"
He laughs at himself and gives up on himself, feels inferior and angry at himself.
He raised his thumb and put his hand across his forehead: "You are strong, you are really strong. You are a genius that everyone admires. Even the shabby swordsmanship that I learned in the outside world, you are better than me.
You are stronger than my genius cousin Fang Pengju, you can kill him with one sword strike!"
He slowly lowered his hand and spread his palm.
"But what about me?"
He stared at Jiang Wang, his expression uncontrollably distorted for the first time, and he roared at Jiang Wang for the first time: "But what about me!?"
"I'm a waste! I can't compare to you, I can't even compare to Fang Pengju, what should I do!?"
"Do you think that everyone is the same as you and has many choices? The people you make friends with are either geniuses, heirs of famous families, or children of aristocratic families, some kind of young master, some kind of father-in-law. You are famous all over the world at Guanhetai, and you are famous in Qi State
You are a high-ranking official and you have no one to deal with in the Chu Kingdom. The Sanxing Palace will testify for you, and even Yu Beidou will roll your name for you!"
"But what about me?"
His swollen face was twisted into a ball, looking so ugly and sad.
He pointed his fingers on his chest, and each stroke was as heavy as beating a drum. Countless painful moments in the past were recorded in the beats of these drums, as he roared, as he roared: "I'm not a human being."
A good person, but I’m not that bad! Sometimes I can’t do it, and I don’t want to kill some people! But I told myself that I want revenge! I have nothing, I am nothing, what can I use for revenge? Only
The human devil is willing to take me, only the human devil gives me a chance, only the human devil gives me the strength!"
He pointed at Jiang Wang and said in an almost roaring voice: "You can be a good f*cking person and look at me from above just because you have a choice!!!"
"And I didn't."
Fang Heling lowered his fingers, his voice lowered. The distorted expression on his face began to collapse, and the protruding veins slowly disappeared.
He became very depressed, the kind of depression where he completely recognized the reality.
He shook his head: "Jiang Wang, I really hate your condescending manner. Maybe you are right, but you will not always be right."
The bright color in the eyes, which could probably be called light, was extinguished.
He turned around dejectedly with a swollen face.
He knew that he could only kneel in front of Yan Chunhui and Yan Zi again, and beg for a chance.
Although he didn't know what else he could exchange.
This world is prepared for geniuses.
All the light in this world is for those with power to enjoy.
What qualifications does a loser like him have to talk about love and hate?
What about the revenge for killing your father?
So what if you wag your tail like a dog and beg for mercy?
Sell your self-esteem, sell your soul, pay for your pain, give your limbs... so what?
There are countless doors in this world, and there are countless wonderful things behind them. But none of them has ever been opened for him.
He walked out in despair.
Don't know where to go.
Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder, stopping his steps.
He turned around and saw only Wang Changji's calm profile.
He didn't know why, but tears flowed out.
Wang Changji didn't look at him, but put his hand on his shoulder and stood beside him, facing Jiang Wang.
From the beginning to now, he didn't say a word, only silently watched the exchange between Jiang Wang and Fang Heling.
At this moment he said: "Actually, I don't care much about who kills whom, morality, or justice. It's just that I thought that someone might not want me to do evil things, so without affecting revenge, I
Try to abide by the moral principles concerning human beings.”
"Let me tell you why I take Fang Heling with me. Because I think he can do something at least when dealing with Zhang Linchuan and those people. Because I think he already has a strong heart."
"He is not a waste, he is a malleable talent."
"Jiang Wang, I don't quite understand your persistence. I don't know why you consider this matter not based on interests, but on the principles of being a human being. But I think that the reason why the vast majority of people who suffer in this world are
The only reason why you can still live strong is because you have persistence. So I am willing to respect your persistence."
"And." Wang Changji continued: "If you and Fang Heling really can't get along, I will undoubtedly choose you over him. Because you have such value, and you have proven your excellence countless times."
"But I think, can you give Fang Heling a chance to prove himself?"
He raised his palms to intercept what Jiang Wangyu said: "Listen to what I have to say."
"We might as well consider this issue from a more realistic perspective. Consider it from your persistence and your justice."
He asked: "Now we are all in the realm of mountains and seas, and you know that you can't really kill him. In this world, you are separated by thousands of mountains, and even if you want to find him, you don't know when you will find him.
So there is nothing you can do to stop him from doing evil. Do you admit this?"
"Then, why don't you try to discipline him? Wouldn't it be better to practice your justice if you stop the hateful demon from killing indiscriminately?"
"You have given up on him now. I have given up on him too. After leaving the mountain and sea realm, he has no choice but to go back to the human demons and kill many more people. How can you be responsible for these lives? If you are willing to give him a chance
, then you have saved those who might have been killed. The opportunity you gave is closer to justice than the sword you unsheathed."
He pressed his hand on Fang Heling's shoulder with a little force.
Fang Heling immediately wiped away her tears, turned back, and pointed her finger in the sky: "As long as you are willing to lead me to kill Zhang Linchuan, I swear that I will never kill innocent people indiscriminately, even if I die in pain, and I will never eat people's hearts again!"
Jiang Wang was silent for a long time, exhaled a long breath, and said: "In recent years, two people have told me two things that impressed me deeply.
One person told me that he was not trying to be a worldly person, he was just making a mediocre effort.
Someone told me, don't think that everyone else has the same choices as you.
I learned a lesson."
"I have no intention of judging you across the mountains and seas, and I am not a flawless moral person. Maybe I am also unintentionally arrogant without knowing it, and I have a moral flaunt without self-examination. I will deeply reflect on myself."
"But I want to say..."
He looked at Fang Heling and said: "If you can really stop evil from now on, I look forward to fighting side by side with you one day."
