The old gentleman took one step forward, and the chaotic world was immediately divided into three parts.
First, the real world.
Second, it is an illusory world filled with mountains of swords and abyss of fire, and numerous gods.
Third, it is the top of a mountain with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
…
At the intersection of Zouma Lane, Chu Yu, Zhao Yichuan and a group of generals were seen. The cavalry suddenly stopped moving. There were only two people missing around them, one Yu Rang and the other Lin Zhao.
In the first heaven and earth.
"Whoosh!"
Yu Rang's whole body was burning, and he felt as if his soul had been separated. The next moment, he appeared on a flaming red lava reef holding a sword. Looking up, he saw a flaming red land. When he looked up,
Then I saw huge figures straddling the earth. They were filled with a gray aura. They were holding swords or blood-red spears in their hands. They stepped on the earth and crushed the densely packed living beings into a sea of blood.
"..."
Yu Rang trembled all over, and his whole soul seemed to be shattered. The energy of these ancient gods in front of him was so majestic that it almost crushed Yu Rang's realm background. He had no way to judge their realm.
, Thirteenth Realm, Fourteenth Realm? Or the legendary Fifteenth Realm? In short, even one breath of these ancient gods is enough to make him, a sea-walking warrior, disappear into ashes.
"The strong have the utmost freedom, while the weak only deserve to be reduced to ants. Is this the world in your heart?"
On the top of a green mountain, the old gentleman clasped his hands behind his back and hunted in his long robe in the strong wind. He looked down at Yu Rang with his eyes and said, "You think the strong can do whatever they want, don't you?
What do you think of the ancient world in front of you now? The human race should be destroyed, isn’t it?”
Yu Rang trembled all over and fell to his knees directly, his mind trembling, and said: "Old sir...who is he?"
"Is it important?"
The old gentleman stroked his beard and said calmly: "If this world is what you, Yu Rang, want, and what the strong pursue is to be free from the constraints of rules, what direction do you think this world will eventually go?"
"I...I don't know..."
Yu Rang felt trembling all over his body, his mind was unstable, and the general's guts in his chest kept cracking. Seeing that he was about to lose his way to the sea, he knelt down and kowtowed, and kept begging: "Old sir...let me go back, please."
Please let me go back...please, I can no longer bear the pressure of heaven here..."
…
In the second heaven and earth.
Lin Zhao's body floated and landed on the top of a mountain with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Birds were singing and flowers were fragrant around him, and the breeze was blowing. On a flat ground on the top of the mountain, there was a stone table, two stone benches, and a pair of chess sets placed on the table.
, while he was stunned, an old man walked up the mountain on crutches, with a wine gourd on his waist and a bamboo basket on his back. The bamboo basket was filled with wild fruits, and he said with a breathless smile:
"Old man, old man, it's useless. I can't walk this little bit of mountain road anymore."
Lin Zhao knew that he was now in a world created by others. He had such an experience when he and his husband Qin Suihan were looking back at time before. So he clasped his fists and said: "Lin Zhao has seen the old man, but I don't know what the old man is."
Why...why did you put me in this world?"
"What else can we do?"
The old gentleman sat down in front of the chess table and said with a smile: "Are you just watching you hit the stone with an egg and fight with Yu Rang's tens of thousands of cavalry with your five hundred cavalry?"
Lin Zhao scratched his head, looking embarrassed, and said: "There is really no other way. Saving the 10,000 people in Zouma Lane is my final bottom line. I didn't expect that the cavalry of the Great Merchant would be so unkind, and I was stepped on."
After reaching the bottom line, I lost my mind for a while and didn't think about the consequences so much, but no matter what, thank you old gentleman for saving me."
"In that case, would you like to play chess with me?"
"ah?"
Lin Zhao was slightly startled. He had played Go a little before, but was not familiar with it, so he scratched his head again and said, "I'm not good at chess. I'm afraid I'll make the old man laugh."
"just."
The old gentleman smiled and said: "I am also a lousy chess player. This can be said to be an enemy in chess and a good talent. How can we wait until we have a fight?"
"good!"
Lin Zhao cupped his fists and smiled: "Then let's play a game with the old gentleman, so as not to dampen the old gentleman's interest."
With that said, Lin Zhao sat down and started fighting with the old gentleman.
In the beginning, Lin Zhao was very cautious in his moves, thinking about each move for a long time, but as he made his moves, he realized that the old man was a real person, and indeed a bad chess player. His chess skills were evenly matched with those of Lin Zhao, so the two of them started playing chess.
They all frowned and fought with great interest. After a game of chess, Lin Zhao finally lost.
"It's a little worse, a little worse."
The old gentleman laughed and said, "My chess skills are indeed much worse than Suihan's."
Lin Zhao was startled, then stood up immediately, gave a respectful Confucian salute, and said: "Old sir... do you know my husband Qin Suihan?"
"Um."
The old man smiled and said: "In the past, I taught Suihan how to read and write. After so many years, Suihan has become a Confucian saint who has been awarded the title of Confucian saint. My old man... is still working in the back alleys for some trivial matters.
I yelled and cursed with the village women, and bargained with the street vendors for a little drink money. Let’s forget about it. It’s all over.”
"Old sir..."
Lin Zhao is not stupid. If this old man can build such a magnificent world, his cultivation level will definitely not be much worse. Now he also said that he taught Mr. Qin how to read and write. In fact, it is already clear who he is.
This is your husband's husband.
"such a pity……"
The old gentleman put his hands on his knees, clenched his fists gently, and said: "It was all my words of responsibility that harmed Suihan. There are so many saints in the world, why did a weak scholar just let a weak scholar bear this fate?"
A heavy punishment? That child Suihan has been studying with me since he was a child, and the hardship is just a journey of thousands of miles. How painful it must be to have this heavy punishment from the heavenly law of the sea of heaven fall on you..."
Lin Zhao couldn't help but his eyes were filled with tears. He thought of Mr. Qin and his proud attitude as a scholar before he died. He thought of Mr. Qin who carried the world's blessings and misfortunes on his shoulders. He thought of Mr. Qin's proud self as a scholar before his death.
He still gave himself the tip of the Sweat Ox Sword, and when he heard the old man say that Mr. Qin had never suffered much, he must have been in pain before he died. At this moment, Lin Zhao's heart was about to be crushed.
He slowly knelt down on his knees, tears rolling down his face: "Lin Zhao, Mr. Jian's husband..."
The old gentleman's eye circles were also red.
"Get up, Lin Zhao."
He stepped forward and helped Lin Zhao up and said: "As a Confucian sage, Suihan did not disappoint the world, and naturally you did not disappoint me as a gentleman. As Suihan's student, you also did not disappoint me.
"
The old gentleman looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes full of hope, and said with a smile: "I have seen everything you did in Zouma Lane. A gentleman is cautious and does not bully the darkroom. As a student of Suihan,
As a man and a great man, you stand between heaven and earth, nourish the majestic spirit of heaven and earth, do upright things, restrain yourself, restore etiquette, guard your heart, and understand your nature. You have done all these well."
Lin Zhao stood in front of the old gentleman and nodded with tears in his eyes.
"Okay~~~"
The old gentleman gently put his palm on Lin Zhao's shoulder and looked at this young disciple. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. There are no ugly children in our sect. Suihan has been handsome and elegant since he was a child. His disciple
Not bad at all. Although he was a swordsman, he had a strong scholarly spirit. This made the old gentleman very happy. He looked at Lin Zhao and smiled and said: "This is what a student of Suihan should be like, otherwise he will not be worthy of a Confucian sage.
It’s a waste of time, right?”
"Um."
Lin Zhao pursed his lips and said cautiously: "The Khan Ox Sword is the Confucian Sage's sword... After the Master leaves, will the Heaven and Earth Avenue re-consecrate a Confucian Sage? At that time, should Lin Zhao return the Khan Ox Sword?
?Please let your husband make it clear..."
In fact, although Lin Zhao has been together in the background of "The World" for a long time, he really doesn't know what to call the scholar's husband, master? Or master? It seems a bit... awkward.
As a result, the old gentleman also liked the title "Mr.'s Sir" and couldn't help laughing: "It's okay. The complete Khan Ox Sword is the Confucian Sage's sword. Now that the Khan Ox Sword has broken into pieces, you only got the tip of the sword."
, the tip of this sword is not even a Khan Ox Sword, although it is refined. If anyone embarrasses you in the future because of the Khan Ox Sword, my husband will naturally make the decision for you."
"good!"
Lin Zhao nodded excitedly, not because he really couldn't bear to part with the precious flying sword embryo, the tip of the Khan Ox Sword, but because this sword tip was the only relic left to him by Mr. Qin Suihan. If he lost this sword,
Sharp, although he won't say it, he will definitely feel sad.
At this moment, there was a sudden "buzz" in Lin Zhao's mind, and there seemed to be a spiritual object rolling in the air sea. It was the tip of the Khan Ox Sword that had been covered in dust for hundreds of years. The tip of the sword was not visible, but wisps of sharp edges could be seen.
Soaring into the sky from the depths of the Qi Sea, the next moment, a bell rang——
"Ding!"
System prompt: Congratulations on obtaining the heavenly recognition of [Khan Ox Sword], upgrading to level 100, and after obtaining the second Yunjian Lake, the tip of the sword will awaken in the form of a flying sword embryo!
finally come!
Lin Zhao was excited and filled with joy. The tip of the Ox Sword was as if Mr. Qin was standing beside him, giving him enough confidence to face anyone.
…
In another heaven and earth.
Yu Rang knelt down and coughed up blood.
The old man stood on the mountain peak, looking down at the deputy commander of the Great Shang Linlu Army with a stern look, and said calmly: "Why do you want to murder Lin Zhao? It's because he doesn't want to kill people in Zouma Lane, and he doesn't want to do those stupid things.
?”
"me……"
Yu Rang looked up, his face was painful, and he was speechless.
The old gentleman frowned and said: "When a ray of morning light shines into the back alleys and reveals the filth and filth hidden in the corners, then this ray of morning light becomes sinful. Do you think so?"
Yu Rang knelt down, trembling all over: "Old sir, I was wrong...I know I was wrong..."
"Your cause and effect is not in my hands."
The old gentleman said calmly: "I won't do this next time."
…
With that said, the two heavens and earth disappeared together in an instant.
Still the same as before, Lin Zhao led Chu Yu and others to stand at the entrance of Zouma Lane, while Yu Rang led a group of merchant cavalry and Zhao Yichuan's accompanying monks to encircle and suppress the five hundred soldiers of the Snow Region Legion.
Cavalry.
However, at this moment, Yu Rang's armor was soaked in cold sweat.
In the human world, those who can build heaven and earth must at least start in the Return to True Realm of the fifth realm. But those who can build a majestic heaven and earth like the old man will probably need a realm of thirteen realms to support it. This old man, at least thirteen realms
ah!
When Yu Rang thought of this, he broke into a cold sweat. A scholar of the Thirteenth Level, in the Confucian Academy... would definitely be ranked high, and he might even be one of the seventy-two Confucian sages!
However, what he didn't know was that the old man created two worlds at the same time!
