Chapter 1152 Suddenly, the land was opened (Part 1)
Breaking the evil old world and building a beautiful new world sounds simple, but in fact, this is the biggest thing for the "world" itself, and the world is the biggest for people, so whether it is to break it
Whether the old world or the new world has become the biggest thing.
The biggest thing is naturally the most difficult, just like the things the viewer has done now, no one has done before, and no one has done what Ning Que wants to do before, and Liansheng had only a simple and bloody idea back then, and never had it.
When he reaches the stage of practice, no matter how much preparation he makes, he doesn't know how to start.
Yes, he has been preparing for several years. For his life, several years are not short, but compared to a grand proposition like breaking the world, it is a bit ridiculous.
And he never made up his mind.
Because the god representing the old world is in his arms.
The destruction of the old world will inevitably mean the death of Sangsang. Since many years ago, he and she have been discussing this issue, but have never found a feasible third way, so they fell in love and killed each other until now.
Let Sangsang die and save the world?
Ning Que would not do it. If he were the kind of moral madman or a sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial
He remembered that there was a very famous poem in that world.
"Life is precious, love is more expensive. If it is for freedom, both can be abandoned."
If it was Jun Mo, he would definitely be able to throw away his life for freedom, but Ke Haoran had already thrown him away. If it was Ye Hongyu, he would definitely be able to throw away his love for freedom, but Liansheng had already thrown him away.
Ning Que wanted to throw away nothing. He had always been greedy, shameless, and to be more precise, stingy. He had always thought of another very famous poem in that world.
"How can I get both Dharma in the world that I will not let you down."
Except for those truly compassionate monks in Lanke Temple, like his second senior brother, he has no favoritism for the Buddha Sect. The Tathagata in this poem will naturally be replaced by the word "Human".
How can we live up to the world and live up to Sangsang?
Ning Que didn't know.
Sangsang leaned in his arms, suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged him.
She hugged him very tightly, and the golden dust particles that oozed out of her body and the looming afterimage were struggling between the two of them, trying to leave but unable to do so.
A warm force entered Ning Que's body, and his mind power arose, passed through the array eye pestle held in his hand, and was scattered everywhere in the world by the entire Chang'an City.
"Try it, maybe it will really succeed." Sangsang said with his eyes closed, leaning against his chest.
Just like countless times, like in Minshan, Weicheng, Chang'an, Xiling, no matter what little maid she is or Haotian, it is her who ultimately decides everything.
She made up her mind, but today, Ning Que is not as obedient as before.
"You'll die."
Sangsang closed his eyes and said calmly: "You have lived with me for so many years, enough."
Ning Que was silent for a moment and said, "Aren't you afraid?"
Sangsang's voice trembled slightly, "I'm afraid."
Ning Que smiled slightly and said, "Then I will accompany you."
Sangsang opened his eyes, looked at him, and wanted to say something.
Ning Que looked at her and said calmly: "In the Zen Temple of Lanke Temple, I said, 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 you meet it in your next life?"
Ning Que laughed and asked, "When was the first time we met?"
Sangsang was a little puzzled: "Isn't it the day you picked me up?"
"No, it was the day you were born..."
Ning Que said: "That day, in the woodshed in the Tongyi Doctor's Mansion, I killed the supervisor and the young master and hid it in the well. It took a long time to get up. I was very hungry and looked for something to eat everywhere, and then... I saw it
I'll take you."
"So that's it." She looked a little confused.
"...In Honglian Temple, I am about to be killed by Longqing, leaning against the side of the car, you are in the car, and we are only half a step away from the car. I think that in the next life, we will only be half a step away from birth, so it is convenient
I can find you, look, I never doubt whether I can meet you in my next life."
Ning Que said: "Because God is destined to be together forever."
Sangsang said: "This is really the most old-fashioned and touching love words."
Ning Que kissed her forehead and said, "Because you only need to be willing."
God is destined, she is willing.
"I do."
Sangsang said with a smile, his eyes a little wet.
She forgot how many times she wanted to cry after coming to the world.
But it seems that it is related to this man every time.
Ning Que asked, "Are you still afraid?"
Sangsang said, "I'm still afraid, but I can do it with you."
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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, Ning Que told the whole world her will.
They hugged them tightly, just like that night many years ago. When they came back from Kaiping Market, Ning Que saw the first book about practice - the Taishang Ganying Chapter, and then fell asleep as he was used to it.
, hugged her tightly in his arms, and then he had a dream, dreaming of a sea.
That was Ning Que’s first encounter.
As long as Sangsang is in his arms, he can sense the whole world.
At the same time, the whole world also sensed him.
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On the cliff in front of the Xiling Temple is already a sea of blood.
Xiong Chumo died, He Mingchi died.
Ning Que asked all those who had to die died.
The middle-aged Taoist stood in front of the stone house on the cliff, with a little lonely figure.
Ye Hongyu and Cheng Lixue stood in front of the Xiling Temple, and countless people were kneeling on the cliff.
The war between the academy and the Taoist sect has been decided at least on the secular level.
However, just a moment ago, there were many strange phenomena in the world, attracting everyone's attention.
People saw the clouds hanging in the East China Sea, the burning sun, the terrifying column of light on Chang'an City, and the light slurry flowing like a waterfall.
Then there is a light.
The light is dazzling. Except for a strong man like Ye Hongyu, no one can see everything clearly in the world.
Even Ye Hongyu and the middle-aged Taoist squinted their eyes.
Sangsang's will came to the scene with the breeze.
The middle-aged Taoist understood and knew that she had gained a new life, and she couldn't help but feel infinite emotion.
Thank you for your hard work for protecting the world for thousands of years.
Ye Hongyu also understood, frowned her thin eyebrows and said, "A pair of idiots."
Mo Shanshan stood beside her, with a pale face and silent.
In that small town, the butcher put down the knife in his hand, but Jun Mo was still holding the iron sword.
This is the biggest difference between the two.
The butcher knew that the war had developed to the point where he could not intervene, so he let it go.
Jun Mo thought, if the junior brother and that girl died but did not defeat the master, it would be his turn to fight.
In the Tianqi Mountains in the wasteland, the yellow skirt fluttered, and the Yu Jian kept traveling north, without even looking at Chang'an.
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No one can command the entire world, and neither can the Master.
He only represents the silence of the human world and Haotian for a whole thousand years.
What Ning Que needs to do is to perceive and then try to lead the will of the entire human world.
What kind of will is that?
The sun is burning, the Kingdom of God deep in the sky is gradually becoming clear, and the sky and the earth are bright, this is a day that has never been seen before, and even the blue sky is about to turn into a pure white color.
Light makes people blind, and few people can still open their eyes.
The light makes people feel hot, the whole world is shrouded in heat, the storm is evaporated, the South China Sea is full of waves, the remaining snow melts, and the cicadas suddenly ring in the burning woods, and the snow sea in the cold northern region actually exists.
Signs of thawing!
Too hot.
It’s so hot that you can’t sweat profusely, and it’s so hot that you can’t breathe.
Chang'an City is constantly attacked by light pillars from the Kingdom of God, but with the protection of the God-Shocking Formation, it is relatively better than the world outside the city. At least people can open their eyes, but it is still very hot.
Li Yu and the young emperor of the Tang Dynasty were in the imperial study. Her dress was already wet with sweat, and her breathing became a little heavy. She held her brother's hand, walked to the window, and pushed the window open.
Chunfeng Pavilion sat facing the house, towards the old man and Shangguan Yangyu. Both of them had taken off their shirts, revealing their thin and ugly bodies, which were extremely hot.
"I can't stand it anymore."
He stood up with a crutch, pushed open all the windows in the room, looked at the light flowing like a waterfall in the sky, and cursed angrily: "I fuck you grandma, will it be so hot?"
The same cold and heat in the world.
Whether you live by the river or by the sea, no matter whether you have wind or not, you cannot escape the heat waves. The whole world becomes an iron house, with firewood burning outside the house constantly, and it is extremely hot.
Will is the idea, what you want to do.
Now, everyone living in this world wants a breeze and 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 it was the will of the world.
The mental power of billions of people, whether from the ends of the world or the corners, rushed towards Chang'an City and entered the Scareful God Formation.
Ning Que could not bear such orders of magnitude of thought power.
Sangsang took the array eye pestle from him.
That extremely majestic mind power from all over the world entered her body through the array eye pestle.
She is Ning Que's natal creature.
She has it, but Ning Que has it.
The academies in the south of Chang'an City are also very hot at this time.
The scholar in front of the cliff cave was already soaked, but he was conscious of nothing. He was still dazed at the sea of books on the table, thinking about the words the observer said before.
The scholar is useless in the end?
Is there no use for scholars?
The more scholars think about it, the more angry they get, and the more they think about it, the more they lose.
He stretched out his hands angrily and pushed the book on the table down.
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 bookshelf and floated into the air.
"So that's the case."
The scholar understood, and the old face showed an innocent smile, and finally let it go.
"Go and let him know that words themselves are powerful."
Countless books left the cliff cave of the academy and flew to the front of the Chang'an city wall like a flock of birds.
The academy has a vast collection of books, including rare classics and popular books such as the Miscellaneous Notes of the Two Capitals. The number is difficult to calculate. At this time, I was surrounded by a whole circle along Chang'an City in the air!
"The scholar is useless. Did you say this?"
Ning Que looked at the audience and said, "Then I will write a word for you."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his arms, held his fingers invisible pen.
Where is the ink?
How much ink does he need to write such a big word?
Outside the Chang'an city wall, countless books floating in the air suddenly merged together.
Books are not paper.
Books are words and paper.
There are words on the books.
Those words are written in ink.
There are countless ink words in countless books.
What Ning Que needs to use is the ink left by countless predecessors.