Volume Six, Suddenly, Chapter 128, Opening the Ground (1)
Breaking the evil old world and building a beautiful new world sounds simple. In fact, for the "world" itself, this is the biggest thing, and the world is the biggest for people, so whether it is breaking
Whether it is the old world or building a new world has become the biggest thing.
The biggest thing is naturally the most difficult. Just like what the viewer is doing now has never been done before, no one has done what Ning Que wants to do before. Liansheng only had a simple and bloody idea back then, and never did it.
When it comes to practice, no matter how much preparation he makes, he still doesn’t know how to start.
Yes, he has been preparing for several years. For a lifetime, a few years is not a short time, but compared with such a grand proposition as breaking the world, it is short and ridiculous.
And he never made up his mind.
Because the gods representing the old world are in his arms.
The destruction of the old world will inevitably mean the death of Sangsang. He and she have been discussing this issue since many years ago, but they have never found a feasible third way, so they have fallen in love and killed each other to this day.
Let Sangsang die to save the world?
Ning Que wouldn't do it. If he was that kind of moral madman or a martyr for others, he wouldn't have carried her seriously ill and fled around the world, with his hands stained with the blood of innocent people.
He remembered a very famous poem in that world.
"Life is truly precious, but love is even more valuable. If it's for freedom, both can be thrown away."
If it were Jun Mo, he would definitely throw away his life for the sake of freedom, but Ke Haoran had already thrown it away. If it were Ye Hongyu, he would definitely throw away his love for the sake of freedom. But Liansheng had already thrown it away.
Ning Que didn't want to throw anything away. He had always been greedy, shameless, or more accurately, stingy. What he had been thinking about was another famous poem in that world.
"The world is safe and sound, and I will live up to the Tathagata and I will never let you down."
Except for those truly compassionate monks in Lanke Temple, he, like his second senior brother, had no good impression of Buddhism. Naturally, the word "Tathagata" in this poem had to be replaced by the word "human being".
How can we live up to the world and live up to our thorns?
Ning Que didn't know.
Sang Sang leaned in his arms and suddenly stretched out her arms to hug him.
She hugged him tightly. The golden dust particles seeping out of her body and the looming afterimage kept struggling between their bodies. She wanted to leave but couldn't.
A warm force entered Ning Que's body, and his telekinesis power arose. After passing through the Formation Eye Pestle in his hand, it was scattered throughout Chang'an City to the world.
"Try it. Maybe it will work." Sangsang leaned on his chest and said with her eyes closed.
Just like it happened countless times, just like in Minshan, in Weicheng, in Chang'an, and in Xiling. No matter she is a little maid or Haotian, she is the one who ultimately decides everything.
She made up her mind, but today, Ning Que was not as obedient as before.
"You will die."
Sangsang closed her eyes and said calmly: "You have lived with me for so many years, that's enough."
Ning Que was silent for a moment and said, "Aren't you afraid?"
Sangsang's voice trembled slightly as she said, "Afraid."
Ning Que smiled slightly and said, "Then I will accompany you."
Sangsang opened her eyes, looked at him, and wanted to say something.
Ning Que looked at her and said calmly: "In the Zen courtyard of Lanke Temple, I said that if you die, I really don't want to live anymore, so let me die with you."
Sangsang thought for a while and said, "Can we meet him in the next life?"
Ning Que laughed and asked, "When did we first meet?"
Sangsang was a little confused: "Isn't it the day you picked me?"
"No, it was the day you were born..."
Ning Que said: "That day in the woodshed of Dr. Tongyi's house, I killed the steward and the young master and hid in the well. It took a long time before I dared to get up. I was very hungry and looked for something to eat everywhere, and then... I saw
Got you."
"So that's it." She looked a little confused.
"...In Honglian Temple, I was about to be killed by Long Qing. I was leaning against the car. You were in the car. There was only half a step between us. I thought that in the next life we would only be born with only half a step. This would be convenient.
I can find you, you see, I never doubt whether I can meet you in the next life."
Ning Que said: "Because God has destined us to be together forever."
Sangsang said: "This is really the most clichéd and touching love story."
Ning Que kissed her forehead and said, "Because all I need is your willingness."
It's God's destiny, it's her will.
"I do."
Sangsang said with a smile, her eyes a little wet.
She forgot that this was the first time since she came to the human world that she wanted to cry.
But it seems that every time it is related to this man.
Ning Que asked: "Are you still afraid?"
Sangsang said: "I'm still afraid, but with you, I can do it."
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She was very weak, but she was still Haotian. When she decided to do this, the whole world felt her will. To be more precise, it was Ning Que who told the whole world her will.
They hugged each other tightly, just like that night many years ago. At that time, they came back from Kaiping Market. Ning Que saw a book about spiritual practice for the first time - Taishang Inspiration Chapter, and then fell asleep as he was used to.
, hugged her tightly in his arms, and then he had a dream, dreaming of a sea.
That was Ning Que's first acquaintance.
As long as Sangsang is in his arms, he can perceive the whole world.
At the same time, the whole world also sensed him.
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The cliff in front of the Xiling Temple was already a sea of blood.
Xiong Chumo is dead, and He Mingchi is dead.
All the people Ning Que demanded to die died.
The middle-aged Taoist stood in front of the Yaping stone house, looking a little lonely.
Ye Hongyu and Cheng Lixue stood in front of the Xiling Temple, with countless people kneeling on the dark cliff.
The war between the academy and the Taoist sect, at least at the secular level, has already decided the winner.
However, just a moment ago, there were various strange phenomena in the world, attracting everyone's attention.
People saw the curtain of clouds falling over the East China Sea, saw the blazing sun, saw the terrifying beam of light on Chang'an City, and saw the slurry of light flowing down like a waterfall.
Then there was light.
The light is so dazzling that except for strong men like Ye Hongyu, no one can see everything in the world clearly.
Even Ye Hongyu and the middle-aged Taoist narrowed their eyes.
Sangsang's will came to the field with the breeze.
The middle-aged Taoist understood that she had gained a new life, and couldn't help but feel infinite emotion.
You have worked hard to protect the world for countless thousands of years.
Ye Hongyu also understood, frowned and said, "A pair of idiots."
Mo Shanshan stood beside her. His face was pale and silent.
In that small town, the butcher put down his knife, but Jun Mo still held the iron sword.
This is the biggest difference between the two.
The butcher knew that the war had progressed to a point where he could not intervene, so he let it go.
But Jun Mo thought that if his junior brother and the girl died but failed to defeat the Guanzhu, then it would be his turn to fight.
In the deserted Tianqi Mountains, yellow skirts fluttered. Yu Lian kept going north without even looking at Chang'an.
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No one can command the whole world, not even the Master.
He just represents the human world and has been silently fighting against Haotian for a whole thousand years.
What Ning Que has to do is to perceive and then try to guide the will of the entire world.
What kind of will is that?
The sun is burning brightly, the kingdom of God deep in the sky is gradually becoming clearer, and the sky and earth are bright. This is the day that has never been seen before, and even the blue sky is about to turn into pure white.
The light is blinding, and few people can open their eyes.
The light is scorching, and the whole world is shrouded in scorching heat. The great swamps are steaming, the South China Sea is making waves, and the remaining snow is melting. The cicadas are suddenly chirping in the burned woods. The sea of snow in the far north has actually appeared.
Signs of thawing!
It's too hot.
Too hot to sweat, too hot to breathe.
Chang'an City was constantly attacked by beams of light from the Kingdom of God, but with the protection of the Shocking God Array, the world outside the city was relatively better. At least people could open their eyes, but it was still very hot.
Li Yu and the young emperor of the Tang Dynasty were in the imperial study. Her dress was wet with sweat, and her breathing became a little heavy. She took her brother's hand, walked to the window, and pushed the window open.
In the Chunfeng Pavilion, Mr. Chao and Shangguan Yangyu were sitting opposite each other. Both of them had taken off their shirts, revealing their lean and unattractive bodies. They were extremely uncomfortable with the heat.
"I can't stand it anymore."
Old man Chao stood up on crutches, pushed open all the windows in the room, looked at the light flowing in the sky like a waterfall, and cursed angrily: "Fuck you, grandma, are you going to heat me to death?"
The world is the same as the cold and heat.
No matter you live by the river or the sea, no matter whether there is wind or not, you can't escape the heat wave. The whole world turns into an iron house, with firewood burning continuously outside, and it is extremely hot.
Will is thought, what you want to do.
Now, everyone living in this world wants a breeze, wants to open the window and open the door. If the stuffy iron house has no doors and windows, then it can only be broken.
Ning Que sensed the thoughts of hundreds of millions of people and knew that they were the will of the world.
The thought power of hundreds of millions of people, whether from the ends of the earth or the corners of the sea, surged towards Chang'an City and entered the Shocking God Formation.
Ning Que simply couldn't bear the power of this magnitude.
Sangsang took the Formation Eye Pestle from his hand.
The extremely majestic power of thought from all over the world entered her body through the Formation Eye Pestle.
She is Ning Que's natal creature.
If she has it, then Ning Que has it.
The academy in the south of Chang'an City was also extremely hot at this time.
The scholar in front of the cliff cave also had his clothes soaked through, but he didn't notice it at all. He was still staring at the mountain of books on the table and the sea of ink, still thinking about what the viewer said earlier.
Will the scholar be useless in the end?
Are you useless and a scholar?
The more the scholar thinks about it, the angrier he becomes, and the more he thinks about it, the more frustrated he becomes.
He stretched out his hands angrily and pushed the book down on the table.
The books left the table, but did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air.
In the cliff cave, countless books also left the bookshelves and floated into the air.
"So, that's what happened."
The scholar understood, an innocent smile appeared on his old face, and he finally felt relieved.
"Go ahead and let him know that words themselves are powerful."
Countless books left the cave in the academy and flew like a flock of birds to the Chang'an city wall.
The academy has a vast collection of books, including rare classics and popular books such as Miscellaneous Notes on Two Capitals. The number is hard to calculate. At this time, it is actually surrounding Chang'an City in a full circle in the air!
"A hundred useless people are scholars, is this what you said?"
Ning Que looked at the viewer and said, "Then I will write a word for you to read."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his arm and held an invisible pen with his fingers.
Where is the ink?
How much ink does he need to write such a big character?
The countless books floating in the air outside the city wall of Chang'an suddenly merged together.
Books, not paper.
Books are writing paper.
There are words in the book.
Those words are written in ink.
There are countless ink characters in countless books.
What Ning Que wants to use is the ink left by countless predecessors.
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