Lin Qiye stood in front of the sword house and tapped the door lightly with his knuckles.
"Please come in."
A familiar voice sounded from inside Jianlu.
A smile appeared in Lin Qiye's eyes. He pushed open the door of Jianlu and stepped inside.
In the simple sword house, there was only a small bed made of cardboard, a wooden table, and a suitcase of books.
In the open space in the center of Jianlu, Zhou Ping was sitting cross-legged, looking at him with a smile.
"Congratulations, teacher, for breaking through the limits of human beings again and entering the supreme divine realm."
Lin Qiye spoke respectfully.
"No special congratulations... It seems that this realm is not that difficult to enter." Zhou Ping smiled, "How did you gain from going to Olympus this time?"
"Thanks to the teacher, I got a good harvest."
"Actually, this is not just my fault..."
Zhou Ping looked to somewhere in the void. Hundreds of miles away in that direction, a half-dead figure was lying in a sand pit. He was groaning and being carried onto the plane by a group of people in white.
"After you left, he has been guarding my door. As soon as I broke through that realm, he rushed in and asked me to take action... He even shocked me at the time."
Lin Qiye opened his mouth, "Teacher, did you see everything just now?"
"Well." Zhou Ping paused for a moment, then said, "To be honest, I don't like that monk. He is too cold, too ruthless, and different from all the heroes in the book... and different from me.
But it cannot be denied that he wants mankind to win more than anyone else, but the way he approaches victory is a little special."
Lin Qiye hesitated for a long time and then asked:
"Teacher, if you were the one facing the choice... what would you do?"
"If it were me, of course I would go straight to Olympus with my sword, no matter what the chess game, conspiracy, or arrangement... I would first kill all the gods in Olympus, and then bring our people of Great Xia with them.
Come back, one at a time." Zhou Ping answered matter-of-factly.
"Then what if the K-type gods intercept us on the way?"
"If they stop me, I will kill them. If I can't kill them, then I will have no choice but to die."
"..." Lin Qiye's mouth twitched, "No more?"
"Gone."
"Even if you knew that there would be an oriole behind you, and that doing so might lead to the destruction of Daxia, would you still want to save it?"
"...You think too highly of me." Zhou Ping said helplessly, "I'm just an idiot who likes to read books and practice swordsmanship. How could I think so profoundly? When I encounter injustice, I draw my sword. That's what I do.
, just follow your heart.”
Zhou Ping stretched out his hand and pointed at the position of his heart. There, a heart as clear as glass was beating slowly.
[Liu Li Pure Heart] Well... then it's no wonder. Lin Qiye was thoughtful.
"No wonder you just saw me beating him but didn't stop me." Lin Qiye smiled and said, "So, that was your original intention?"
Zhou Ping was a little embarrassed:
"What the monk did really made me angry. If you want to beat him, of course I won't stop you...but if you want to kill him, I should take action."
After the words fell, Zhou Ping's expression gradually became serious:
"As for me, I can only be considered a passable swordsman at best. I can kill gods in fights, but if you want me to lead mankind, mankind will probably perish in a few days... This is why you need the fateful monk.
The book says that no gold is pure, and no man is perfect; a ruler is short, an inch is long... Just like I can only fight, no matter how powerful you, Lin Qiye, are, you can't do everything. You want to win for mankind.
In this war, you must have someone to help you.
Just like the emperors in ancient times needed the presence of generals and ministers, without them, you would just be alone and struggling.
Although Monk Fate is cruel, his loyalty and ability are beyond doubt. You may not listen to some of his opinions, but he must exist."
Lin Qiye nodded seriously: "Yes, I understand."
After saying a series of great truths one after another, Zhou Ping also came to his senses and helplessly laughed at himself:
"I'm sorry... In the past few years, I have been reading in this sword house. I have read too many books. I don't know why. Opening your mouth is the way to teach people... You are smarter than me. I don't need to point out these things at all.
."
"What's wrong with teachers teaching students?" Lin Qiye said with a smile, "However, you have stayed in this Sword House for so many years, and now that you have reached the Supreme God Realm, it's time to go out and do some activities.
I'll give it a try in a moment... Call Qingzhu and ask him to have dinner with him. Recently, a new Sichuan restaurant opened downstairs at the headquarters, and it tastes pretty good... Oh, by the way, I also caught the Anqing fish.
If you want to reprimand him, I will tell him directly!"
Zhou Ping smiled and listened quietly to Lin Qiye's words. After a long time, he shook his head and said:
"I appreciate your kindness... However, I can no longer live without this Sword House."
Hearing this sentence, Lin Qiye was stunned.
"Why?"
Zhou Ping lowered his head slightly and looked at his body, his eyes a little complicated...
Lin Qiye seemed to have noticed something, and frowned. After saying sorry, he gently rolled up Zhou Ping's sleeves. When he saw the cracked arm, his eyes suddenly shrank!
"This is……"
"The divine power and laws of the Supreme Realm are stronger than I imagined... My body is already on the verge of reaching its limit just by carrying them." Zhou Ping sighed and said.
Lin Qiye was stunned for a long time, and then rolled up the other sleeve, and then the trouser leg... Only then did he realize that from the time he entered until now, Zhou Ping has always maintained a cross-legged posture on the ground, except for his hands.
, other parts have not moved.
Zhou Ping's skin showed a strange darkness, like a Buddha statue filled with lead. It was so heavy that even Lin Qiye's strength could hardly move it.
"The physical body...limit?"
Lin Qiye remembered that Zhou Ping's body was forged by Ye Fan with the Dragon Elephant Sword. Although this Dragon Elephant Sword was powerful enough to carry the laws and divine power of the Lord God level, it faced the supreme power of the Dragon Elephant Sword.
Zhou Ping is far from enough.
The current Zhou Ping is like a boulder of tens of kilograms that has been forcefully stuffed into a plastic basin. It is extremely fragile. If it moves even slightly, it will immediately fall into pieces!
Lin Qiye thought about this, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. He suddenly raised his head to look at Zhou Ping, and opened his mouth to say something...
"no!!"
Before Lin Qiye could speak, Zhou Ping said decisively.
Lin Qiye was stunned, "Teacher... do you know what I want to say?"
"You want to give me the Hongmeng spiritual fetus, but you can't."