When I said this, the elder brother was very calm, his eyebrows were still so straight, and his eyes were still so still. In fact, he could feel that behind this calmness, there was a deep pain, a cold pain.
The drunkard was also very calm when he heard this sentence, and his calmness was solemn, because this invitation from the academy was related to treason, but from the other party, he had to believe it.
—For thousands of years, there were not many rifts between him and the butcher, the academy, or the master, until later, until the prefect died last night. If they could really abandon those, they would join hands, or they could really destroy Taoshan.
, burned the temple, destroyed the Taoist sect, and truly shook the foundation of the Haotian world!
The green mountains outside Linkang City were quiet. He looked at the world in the autumn rain, silent. The wine pot tied around his waist swayed gently in the wind and rain, like a small boat in the surging waves.
The raindrops gradually became sparse, and the clouds above the mountains became thinner from thicker, and the light gradually shifted. Time gradually passed. He was silent and did not reply to the invitation from the academy. The mountain road was filled with a nervous atmosphere, which was suffocating.
This answer will determine the direction of the world to some extent. It will be natural to think about it for a long time. Until the sun is getting west, the sky is getting darker, the twilight dyes the clouds red, and then burns it to ashes. The night finally comes.
The bright moon appeared in front of him, and he finally broke his silence and answered.
The drunkard's answer is very concise, with only two words: "No."
The moonlight shone on the elder brother's cheeks, looking a little pale: "Why?"
"Because Haotian can do everything."
The drunkard looked at the moonlight on his face and said calmly: "That spring rain, the serpentine, the barbarian boy in the north, and the former spectator, are all proof... For countless years, I and the butcher have hidden in the world, looking at the Taoist sect coldly.
Dominating this world, I have seen too many similar scenes. Although there has never been a human as powerful as your teacher in the Taoist sect, Haotian has proved too much."
Hearing this, the senior brother shook his head and pointed to Yeqiong and said, "The teacher has said it, and he has said it more than once, Haotian knows everything and can do everything. But he has never really believed it.
That's why he ascended to heaven and fought with heaven, and there was an extra bright moon in the world."
Where his fingers were directed, the beautiful moon in the night sky.
The drunkard followed his fingers and said, "But look... the moon's face has been changing secretly. Ordinary people can't see it getting darker. How can I not see it?"
In the eternal night, only the Master is the moon, and the moon becomes dark, which means that the Master is gradually becoming weaker.
A strong man at the level of alcoholics will naturally not misjudgment the celestial phenomena. In fact, the academy is also very clear about this fact. The disciples, including the elder brother, have always been in a state of anxiety.
"But since it's still bright, there's hope." said the eldest brother.
The drunkard shook his head and said, "Even if it can be bright for tens of thousands of years, what does it mean to me? What I want is eternity. Except for Haotian, who can give me eternity? Your teacher can't do it himself, so how can you help me.
Me? Since the academy cannot give me what I want, how can I convince me?"
The eldest brother was silent for a long time and asked, "Are these... really that important?"
The drunkard looked at him and said, "The meaning of survival lies in survival."
The eldest brother said, "Shouldn't it be an experience?"
The drunkard mocked: "Only those who cannot last forever will ignore the meaning of eternity, and only those who cannot eat grapes will say sour and useless nonsense."
The eldest brother said with emotion: "Then in your opinion, the so-called love must be sour and useless."
"I said before that I have no love for the world... What is love? You are still too young and not old enough to understand that these words are really light in front of time."
Speaking of this, the drunkard's eyes showed a little sadness and nostalgia and said, "I am old enough, I live long enough things to see, joys and sorrows are constantly repeating in front of me, birth, old age, sickness and death are always by my side, for me
, There is nothing new in the world, so where can I see through it?”
"Time will kill all your old friends, turn your new friends into old friends, and then kill them again. You will become a wise man who is indifferent to love, you will become a corpse with decaying body and soul, but you
If you think a lot, you will eventually understand that the meaning of existence is existence, and you will have nothing to ask for."
He looked at the night sky and said calmly: "I have been with the ghost of time for so many years. I know very well how invincible it is, so I will not miss any chance to defeat it."
The drunkard tonight is a little different from before. In the past, he was not powerful in a small town or in a hanging temple. It seemed like a stone in the mountains, but at this time he was a dangerous mountain.
Because in the past, he was self-reliant and did not think, and followed the trend, like rotten wood and stones that could not speak. Tonight he was thinking and expressing his thoughts, so the mountain came alive.
Listening to these words, the eldest brother was silent for a moment, and then asked, "So, where is freedom?"
The drunkard said, "What is freedom? It is mastery, understanding, and the boundary between knowledge and eyes... Indeed, this is something more wonderful than love than desire, but who can be free?"
The senior brother shook his head and said, "There is no absolute freedom, but he will yearn for it, so he must pursue it... The teacher once flew constantly into the blue sky and dark night. I think he was lonely at that time, but he must be very happy."
The drunkard narrowed his eyes and said, "Even if he touches the boundary, he will die? Even if the end of breaking the boundary is extinction?"
"Because of Sangsang's affairs, my junior brother once taught me that I cannot destroy all possibilities because of the possibility of badness, because living is a collection of countless possibilities."
The eldest brother said, "····· Then living without possibility is to die."
The drunkard said, "Or it's never been as good as you thought."
"It's still the younger brother who once said that the destined journey of mankind is the sea of stars."
The elder brother looked at the stars in the sky, as if he saw the real stars outside the night sky, and showed a very bright smile, saying, "Although I don't like traveling far away, I always think about it, and I feel my mind rippling.
I was overjoyed and felt that there was great joy in it, which could surpass the fear of extinction."
The drunkard thought for a long time and asked, "How can such a happy journey be called?"
The eldest brother said, "It should be called: Xiaoyaoyou."
Listening to the three words "Xiaoyaoyou", the drunkard looked at the stars in the sky and forgot how to speak.
(sweprsw····· Did you feel very surprised? Yes, I said in the book review area that I won’t update today, but I’m getting better, so I wrote it out. The main reason is that I like this chapter and attach great importance to it, um...)