Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 178, Ten Thousand People
This kind of power is the power of the human world.
This is not the first time Ning Que has sensed its existence. On the wasteland, the Master reached out to summon the ancient sword from the southern Jiange thousands of miles away to kill the golden dragon and kill the god general. He used this kind of power, in the houses on the other side of Yanming Lake,
He also felt this kind of power.
His puzzledness lies in how this power can be used for himself.
He once asked Master for advice on this question. Master said that I am the world, and my power is the power of the world - this answer is very simple and has no meaning to him.
He looked at the bright moon in the night sky, thought of the teacher, the green pine tree by the cliff, the uncle of the junior teacher, the blood-filled front floor of the Lanke Temple, and the Liansheng.
He remembered the last conversation with his teacher on the bank of Sishui - it turned out that Liansheng was the right one.
The uncle of the junior teacher is proud and free. He wants to act like a strong man, which means that the human world wants to penetrate the sky, while the Master believes that he is the human world, and he wants to lead the human world to challenge Haotian.
However, the world is the residence of man, and the power of man comes from everyone who lives in it. This power cannot be represented or led. Everyone must be together to truly exert this power.
The Master was actually on the right path to establishing the Tang Dynasty and establishing the academy, but what the Master still wanted was to lead everyone to do this through education and guidance.
Because of obsession, the realm that Liansheng reached was still a distance away from the Master and the Master, but because of obsession, he thought about things more extreme.
In the night rain, looking at his wife's lonely grave, he wanted to dig the grave, but finally gave up and drifted away. From that moment on, Liansheng was already crazy.
After that, whether it was self-destruction of the Demon Sect or blood-killing Ke, he was going crazy.
He wants to destroy this world, and in his opinion, survival and death have no meaning, including himself.
He has been pursuing the sky with demons and follow the sky with the way, and finally reaching the other shore with Buddhism, jumping out of the three realms, and not among sentient beings, thus erasing the supreme and ruthless way of heaven in the old world in the new world,
Retrieve some things he wants to find through time.
In other words, he wanted to break the most fundamental rules of this world, and he wanted to destroy Haotian, and the method he chose was to make the whole world go crazy and even destroy with him.
This method is bloody and cruel, but it is correct.
If Haotian knew that there was such a person who had once been so crazy that he had come up with such a crazy idea just because he wanted to resurrect his wife in the tomb, he might have trembled, right?
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Ning Que took Sangsang to wander around the world when he was a child, and there was no question of being too patient, so when Sangsang could do something, he kept teaching her a word.
"Do your own things."
Then human things should be done, and everyone should do them together.
Ning Que opened his eyes and found himself standing on the long street of wind and snow.
He didn't know if he had woken up or was still in a dream.
He looked at the injured people on the street who gritted his teeth and refused to scream, the corpses of ordinary people, and the two seriously injured but stubborn and ruthless boys, and understood a lot of things.
Chang'an City is not a city, it is a human being, it is everyone living in the city.
The power of the world comes from everyone living here.
There are several people, dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, and tens of millions.
Everyone's will and desires are a kind of power.
The desire of millions of people is the power of the world.
This power is infinitely powerful, which can change the appearance of heaven and earth and fight the passage of time.
This kind of power is a surging wave of blood when the lotus is born.
This kind of power is the trace left by the sword in the uncle's place.
This kind of power is the desire to break the sky at the Master.
But that's not the whole of this power.
Liansheng cannot get the recognition of this power, or he does not have the opportunity to mobilize this power.
I have gone thousands of people with my uncle, and I am unparalleled in heroism, so I am lonely.
The Master is worthy of being a teacher for generations, but he forgot that ink scrolls always require students to write them themselves.
Master Yan Se spent his whole life searching for that word.
That word represents the power of the world.
But as the viewer once said, that word is too heavy.
How can the wishes of millions of people not be heavy?
And how can the wishes of millions of people be the same?
So no one can write that word.
Even the Master can't write it.
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At this time, Ning Que finally clearly saw the word.
He saw many people on Zhuque Street.
Thousands of ordinary people came together for the same purpose.
They built a new city wall with flesh and blood.
The whole nation is really in the city at this time.
The tens of millions of people here have the same wishes and desires as they wish.
This is part of the world.
For Chang'an City, this is the most desperate and angry moment.
But it was the best time to write that word.
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The question Ning Que needs to think about now is, how should he write that word? Seeing that word does not mean that he can write that word. Just like when he first entered an old bookstore, he looked at the precious classics full of bookshelf, and looked at the obvious ones.
I have never even remembered the words I have ever written countless times.
He remembered the March time on the sea rafting and the teacher's conversations.
The Master said that Haotian is not the world itself, but the most fundamental set of rules in this world.
The Master said that when rules control the world, the world is stable and boring. Only when new forces appear and old rules can the world be revitalized and interesting.
The Master said that humans are the greatest product of this world, because humans are wise and can be passed on, and humans have the instinctive intention to confront or even break the fundamental rules of this world.
That kind of willingness is so stubborn and powerful that it can be called desire.
Therefore, the human world and Haotian will inevitably go against each other until the winner is decided.
In the past history of this world, Haotian has won countless victories, and the world has ushered in countless long dark nights. Those inherited wisdom has withered in the cold eternal night.
But the world will always recover again and challenge again.
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It's day now, and the sky is naturally white.
The snowflakes falling from the sky are also white.
The Vermilion Bird Street in the Storm is white.
The blood accumulated on the street gradually became black.
Tang people lying in pools of blood were all wearing dark clothes.
The bricks, iron pots, and chamber pots scattered on the street are all dirty and black.
Since Haotian chose white, he chose black.
In Ning Que's eyes, this world has become black and white.
Light and darkness, holiness and pickling.
The black and white world has become a minimalist picture in his eyes.
It became two absolutely parallel straight lines, looking away coldly, and never willing to approach.
The two lines are shortened and they have a length.
This is a very familiar pattern to Ning Que, and it is the first divine talisman he learned: two characters.
Immediately afterwards, one of the straight lines suddenly deflected and pierced into the other line.
This is the second magic talisman he realized last night on the lakeside: Yi character.
When two straight lines touch each other, the two worlds are connected but cannot blend together, and a violent conflict begins.
A bitter cutting feeling seemed to cut the entire space.
Unlike Master Yan Se's jing-character characters, jing-character characters have their own rules and their own calm areas, while the yi-character characters spread endlessly around them, growing like wild grass.
The character Yi is very powerful. In addition to cutting, the two worlds can be connected, and they have a meaning of endless life, representing the balance between the world and the sky.
But this is not what Ning Que wants, nor is it what Chang'an City needs today.
Looking at the character on the snow street, he seemed to see countless weeds, two dead woods, and more like seeing a hatchet stuck in the fertile field.
Two firewood could not be built firmly, and one firewood slowly collapsed.
One of them held the handle of the knife and wanted to pull the hatchet out of the field.
A stone with moss suddenly appeared in the weeds.
That was the stone at the bottom of the Daming Lake in front of the Demon Sect Mountain Gate.
When the uncle of the junior master broke the block, he cut two sword marks on each stone.
Two sword marks, one word.
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Ning Que really woke up.
He is not unfamiliar with this situation. He has had similar experiences when he looked at the sword marks left by his uncle in the mountain gate of the Demon Sect, and faced the statue of Shi Venerable in the Lanke Temple.
Today, he pondered for a short time on the snow street, but he gained a lot. Even if some of them cannot be used by him now, as long as he can survive, it will surely become his most precious wealth on his path of cultivation.
He knew something had happened.
Then he heard the words **grandma.
Then he heard the master of the temple ask the senior brother: Who has the heaven spared?
He had heard this sentence once.
In the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, Liansheng once asked him the same thing.
His answer at that time was: Man conquers heaven, why should heaven come and spare?
But today he doesn't want to answer like this.
There are hundreds of elderly, weak, women and children between him and the audience.
To him, there are tens of millions of old, weak, women and children.
Through these tens of millions of people, he looked into the eyes of the observer and said, "If the heaven does not follow, it will be destroyed."
Compared with the answer to Liansheng back then, his answer today seems to be more calm and affirmative.
It is not because he has the confidence to defeat the subject, nor because he wants to show his arrogance, but because he really understands the truth and is so calm.
Because the human heart wants freedom, the heaven will inevitably refuse to follow, and then the only way to destroy the heaven.
Whether you will win or fail, this thing is always something to be done.
Because, this is the principle of the academy.
After saying this, he held the hilt of the knife and was about to pull the Park knife out of the ground.
With this action, the slowly rotating liquid in his abdomen exploded suddenly, spraying everywhere, and Haoran's gas grew wildly like wild grass, shaking its waist.
Chang'an City sensed the changes on the snow street.
Countless energy of heaven and earth, as the wind and snow fell, poured into his body through the array eye pestle.
His aura changed suddenly and began to climb to the peak of the realm of Zhiming.
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(Note: The dog at home is sick and has hematuria. He ran outside for a day. He was not complaining, but it was updated very late. I will explain it to everyone. Chapter 2 continues to write, hoping that it can be written before two o'clock. In addition, I feel strongly again.
, The second chapter of the devil is worth revisiting, about Ning Que teaching Sangsang: Do your own things... This is a sentence my niece taught her when she was a child, and whenever I wanted to
When she helps her, she always says to me very seriously: Do your own things and vice versa. I love her very much, and I miss her very much at this time. My dear, I know you will see this passage
Yes, please help me greet your classmates.) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site) and give me rewards. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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