"You see, truth has always been the simplest thing in the world. Water flows down, clouds rise into the sky, and where there is light there is darkness. When it is time to change, it will naturally change."
The viewer looked at Ning Que and explained calmly.
Ning Que was silent for a while and said, "Why didn't you think like this before?"
"After all, the Dao Sect is Haotian's Dao Sect, just like the soul is the human soul. When living peacefully and peacefully, who would think of killing himself in exchange for a new soul?"
The viewer's fingers gently rubbed the green leaves, and a fresh and sweet voice sounded. Accompanied by his words, it was like the wild flowers all around, exuding fragrance.
"I can think through this matter, or dare to think about it, thanks to Ye Su... my great disciple, who discovered a new path in the back alleys of Linkang City, founded the New Religion, and wrote
He wrote those thought-provoking words and told me that I can think like this. In a sense, he is my teacher."
The viewer’s eyes fell on Sangsang and he said the following very important words.
"The teachings of Protestantism and Taoism are not actually in conflict, they are just the truths of different periods of time. For countless years, human beings have been in a period of wilderness and need your protection. However, human beings are growing after all. A thousand years ago, the Master and the Master appeared.
The great priests of Guangming who founded the Ming Dynasty include Ke Haoran, Liansheng, and me. All kinds of things
Yudu proves that human beings have grown to a point that they could not imagine at the beginning. Human beings have grown up and no longer need your protection. They have enough ability to protect themselves and do not need to die and live again. Like weeds
We have been tortured like this, and we don’t need to endure countless kalpas and the pain of endless reincarnation between eternal night and day.”
The cold pond is still desolate, but the banks of the pond are like late spring, with blooming mountain flowers and green trees. The scene of being chopped into countless pieces by Ning Que's sword is gradually restored to its original state by the strong spring feeling.
It was quiet, and there was no sound for a long time. Only the pleasant leaf flute between the fingers of the viewer kept sounding. It was not the meaning of retreating troops on the battlefield, but it was like human beings beating war drums.
Ning Que spent a long time digesting the shock in his heart. He looked at the viewer on the other side and said, "Master also said something similar. Human beings have indeed grown to the point where they no longer need Haotian. They have already stood up long ago.
.Some people can even fly freely. The difference is that our academy believes that human beings need to go to a wider world, while Taoism still believes that humans should stay where they are."
The visitor said: "I said many years ago that this is a difference in ideas. It cannot be solved. I think eternity comes from the beauty of tranquility and solemnity, but the Master and his disciples always think that change is eternity."
Ning Que said: "Change is the normal state, and unchangedness is an abnormality that appears by chance."
The viewer said: "Human beings are products of abnormality. Should we pursue normality instead?"
Ning Que said: "If Ye Su is still alive, or if Senior Brother is here, I can argue with you in this regard, but I can't. What I'm best at is fighting and killing, not theory... But even I can't.
I can see the biggest problem with your theory."
The visitor said: "Please speak."
Ning Que said: "If it is still a self-enclosed system and is isolated from the outside world, then even if there is no Haotian, a collective will is still needed to enforce the rules. Who will do it?"
After a moment of silence, the viewer's voice sounded calmly.
"I'll do it."
The viewer said: "You see, this matter can still be solved very easily."
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What am I here for? What am I here for? Come to Haotian... Look, there's a drone in the sky... The weather has changed, it's thundering, it's raining, please put your clothes away... In an instant, these sentences flashed through Ning Que's mind.
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He lowered his head in silence, looking at the sky reflected in the melting pool water. His shock gradually calmed down, and he began to have enough energy to think about this matter. The more he thought about it, the more amazing he felt.
The viewer is really amazing.
Killing Haotian and becoming the new Haotian is not what a man should do, but to replace him. This is an unimaginable ambition and the most powerful spiritual declaration.
Anything, as long as it is large enough, will give people a feeling of greatness, such as snow peaks, such as wilderness. As long as the ambition is big enough, it will also be a kind of greatness.
In the end, the master of the temple still reached the level of the teacher and the junior uncle, but he never doubted his past, because the Taoist sect's countless years of accumulation and foundation gave him enough conceptual foundation to directly draw a conclusion.
Conclusion, if the weather doesn’t work, then change the sky and do it myself!
What a big ambition.
What a courage.
Sangsang looked at the other side with a blank expression.
Apart from Ning Que, Guanzhu is the person closest to Haotian in the entire world.
Neither Wei Guangming nor Lao Tianyu can compare with him. He understood Tianyu, waited patiently in the South China Sea for many years, and had many communications with her, so he naturally knew what she wanted to express.
"You are a statue erected by the Taoist sect. You are just changing the statue. Why do you need to be brave for a while?"
The master looked at her and said, no longer as pitiful as before, his calmness revealed the naturalness of an elder. Then he looked at Ning Que and said: "Neither the academy nor the Taoist school wants Haotian, at least before the last part of the journey.
Can we all go the same way, or can you really convince yourself that the Master is wrong?"
Ning Que was silent for a long time, and then said: "No, the teacher is not wrong. In fact, you are not wrong either. Human beings indeed no longer need a Haotian."
Sang Sang's face was expressionless, as if he didn't hear anything. He held her hand, looked at the viewer and continued: "I don't want Haotian either, but the problem is, I want a wife."
He doesn't care about Haotian's life or death, but his wife must care about it. The old Haotian is gone, and he can get a new Haotian, but if his wife is gone, can he get a new wife? Even if he can...
No, even if you don’t have it, you just can’t.
I can't live without a wife.
Ning Que told the viewer and the whole world.
The master of the temple felt a little regretful, but was not affected. He had been searching for Haotian for many days, and his Taoist heart had already become as solid as a rock. The storm and the raging river were unshakable, just like the wild flowers blooming all over the mountain, unstoppable.
"Master will be very disappointed in you... Now that I think about it, he should have been disappointed in you when we were on the shores of Surabaya. Whether it is breaking the sky or changing the sky, it is ultimately a matter of human beings and can only be decided by ourselves. And you,
But you are on her side, do you really consider yourself a human being?"
The viewer moved his fingers slightly, and the green leaves floated down. They floated to the front of the shoes and were cut into pieces by the remaining sword intent.
Ning Que's expression changed slightly. He remembered very clearly what the teacher said before leaving at the shore of Surabaya. At that time, he could solve Haotian's problem. He can also do it now.
"This is a matter of perspective."
He looked at the viewer and said: "The outlook on life and the world are different. The biggest difference is that the outlook on love is different. I will not let her die. Even if the master wants me to kill her, I will not kill her. Let alone you?
I really care about what the world will be like now, but I care even more about what will happen to her."
The viewer said: "The love you have for the world is great love, but the love you have for her is small love."
Ning Que was silent for a while and said, "But...it's all love, isn't it?"
He said no more, took off the iron bow, took out the iron arrows, and silently began to prepare. The talismans on the edge of the cold pool gradually dissipated, and the viewer was about to enter the painting. The conversation must end at that moment, and the battle must begin.
The "Y" characters that filled the world around Hantan were gradually assimilated by the world, and the sharp sword intent no longer existed. The dilapidated painting was gradually repaired, and the viewer walked out of the deepest part of the painting and walked into the real world.
Sangsang stood up slowly, clasping his hands behind his back and looking at him expressionlessly.
The viewer said with emotion: "Look...if it could be peaceful and unchanging, how beautiful it would be."
Countless flowers are blooming in the mountains and fields, countless vines are growing, and countless green trees are spreading. In just a moment, the spring feeling is so dense that it is hard to breathe.
Ning Que felt like a spring breeze, but he felt like he was drowning.
Sangsang still had his hands behind his hands, his expression indifferent, but his eyes were slightly narrowed.
There is an infinite sea of flowers and infinite spring. Every flower and every ray of spring is filled with the highest and most powerful killing intent.
Ning Que raised his iron bow and pointed the cold, dark arrows at the viewer on the other side.
The owner of the temple looked at him calmly, with his hands behind his back like a mulberry, not vigilant, because he was on the threshold and could turn around and leave at any time. No matter how powerful Yuan Shisan's arrow was, it could not hit him.
Those doors are the gaps in the interlayer of the breath of heaven and earth, and they are the flowers blooming in the mountains and fields. Each flower is a gap, a door, and it is impossible to determine which door the viewer will enter through.
Ning Que looked at the other side, feeling the slight trembling of the bowstring at the corner of his lips. There were beads of sweat dripping down, but he didn't notice it.
Sangsang's hand fell on his shoulder, and a warm, even fiery power entered his body, instantly replenishing the mental energy that had been used up when writing the talisman, and raising it to its peak state.
"1989,0309."
Sangsang said two numbers with an indifferent expression, just like he was giving directions in the wind and snow a few days ago, like he was giving directions by the Winter Lake a few years ago, or like he was doing in Minshan Mountain earlier.
It's just that her voice is no longer as childish as when she was a child, and the two numbers she spoke with this time are very long and seem a bit complicated, so naturally it means it is more precise.
Ning Que didn't hesitate at all. To be more precise, he didn't even think about it. Just like before, as if by instinct, he pointed to a certain position on the other side of the cold pool and loosened the bow string.
The iron arrow shot through the air and made no sound.
It's strange that what he was aiming at was obviously a large tree that was overturning, which was extremely far away from the viewer's position, but the viewer's expression became extremely solemn.
The figure of the viewer disappears into the heaven and earth, disappearing completely. This is without distance. He has entered the interlayer of the breath of heaven and earth. It is also quiet, because there is no trace left, not even the wind.
It was only then that the buzzing sound of iron arrows spread on all sides of the cold pool.
A clear arrow path appeared over the cold pool, and the condensed clouds flowed slowly.
I don't know where the iron arrow went. The big tree is still slowly falling down without any impact. There are no traces on the cliff further away, just like the viewer.
This arrow seemed to shoot into nothingness.
The next moment.
In a certain snow peak more than ten miles away, the figure of the viewer appeared, floating in mid-air in front of the cliff.
The iron arrow rested on his left shoulder like a dragonfly resting on dewdrops, very light and gentle.
The sharp arrow cluster slightly sank into Qing Yi, but it could not penetrate deeply, but a drop of bright red blood seeped out.
Blood is also dirt, and stained with dirt, it is difficult to keep the stool clean.
The viewer frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect this iron arrow to be so powerful.
Able to shoot through the aura of heaven and earth, into the mezzanine of nothingness, and to pursue the strong man in the distanceless realm, Ning Que's thirteen arrows have surpassed his original realm.
"Look, you said a lot of very reasonable things, but you forgot one thing. If you want your wife to treat you well, you must first have a wife. If you want to make the sun and moon change the sky, first of all, you must beat us.
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Ning Que looked towards the snow peak, bent his bow and arrow again, and said to the viewer.
At the same time, he also said it to Sangsang.
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(Three things to report:
First, having sex at that time is of course very crazy, but considering that the young couple are not ordinary people, and they are extremely selfish people except for each other, they don't care, and God is doing it for the sake of people.
After reading these six words, I am willing to sacrifice all rationality!!!
Second, our good friend and old friend, Fang Xiang's "new book" The Undefeated God of War, can finally be seen at the starting point! Everyone, hurry up and tease him! Although he is married and has children, he is still a cute little shota!
Three, three updates tomorrow.) (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!