Huachang Deng did not mention much about that battle.
He also did not say who challenged whom, what he thought about whether to engage in combat at the time, or the entire battle process.
There is no right or wrong in the dispute between the great avenues.
Xu Xiaoshou stopped asking, but that didn't mean he thought the same.
"Tao Zheng..."
His first exposure to the Great Dao War was probably in the White Cave, where Ba Zunzhen invited him to join the Saint Slave.
He began to understand that the dispute between the avenues may be in the deep sea. If the water ghost breaks through the dispute between the avenues, there will be bloodshed.
He fully understands that the battle between the great avenues should probably end at the Void Island, at the Relics of God, and in fighting and loving the common people...
"Do you really understand?"
Half a year ago, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he understood.
He felt that his Tao was different from that of the people in the world, and that he was different from the Eight Masters, the Tao and the Universe.
At least, he can only say a few words of joy, and he will not kill many people who should not die in order to seek the way.
So that night, in the conversation with Erzhu, Mr. Siren, he came up with the definition of the first floor in the sky - to end mistakes and rewrite the future.
The tone is very crazy!
Xu Xiaoshou still practices it to this day.
Now when he met Hua Changdeng, after hearing what he said, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but fall into thinking again:
"In the process of chasing the Tao, since everyone knows that one general can make thousands of bones dry up, what do everyone want?"
Or to put it another way:
"What's at the end of the road?"
Tenth Ancestor, does it count?
But among the ten ancestors there are still four reincarnations.
The Holy Ancestor was not content with this, and then turned into a demon. The birth and death of medicine ghosts is unknown to this day.
Even the master of martial arts who has completed the journey from "two" to "one" is still ambitious and has not stopped after being possessed.
So, at the end of the road, is desire, power, and interest?
If so, "ending mistakes and rewriting the future" is not also an absolute maintenance of one's own way and an absolute criticism of other people's ways - in essence, isn't it still "control"?
Tao, is it control?
No.
Tao, it shouldn't be like this.
What kind of monument stands at the end of that road that makes everyone flock to it and spend their entire lives trying to leave their names on it?
"It seems that not everyone is like this..."
Xu Xiaoshou thought of loving the common people again.
Compared to the other ambitious people among the ten, Ai Shengsheng is the one who knows what his heart is the best.
He does not deliberately pursue the end of the road.
He has the eye of the great road and seems to be the only one who can see through the essence of the great road, so he chose...
stop?
Love the common people without seeking the Tao.
He sat on the top of the holy mountain and just wanted to complete the mission entrusted to him.
He told himself that the top of the laurels and the bottom of the ladder to heaven were the end of his path, and there was no need to chase higher.
"Is it because he is not a careerist and his plans are not big?"
No!
Perhaps in the eyes of Ai Cangsheng, Tao is nothingness.
What are the benefits of gaining and what are the regrets of losing from illusory things?
Thinking about it from another angle, under the trend of greed, everyone in the world is paranoid, and the only one who loves the common people is the whole way!
He understood the Word and discerned me.
Until today, half a year later, Xu Xiaoshou once again read Hua Weiyang's words at that time, and gained something else:
"Super Dao makes it easy, but it is difficult to distinguish oneself clearly."
In this world of rampant materialistic desires, how many people can stick to their original aspirations?
Even if you stick to it all your life, who can guarantee that your original intention is correct?
"So even my way may be wrong..."
In the past, Xu Xiaoshou might have fallen into confusion because of such thinking, and then could not get out of the vortex of self-entrapment.
Now, he looked at Hua Changdeng, who had a calm expression on his face after talking about Yu Lao, his fists clenched, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"But, so what?"
No one is nobler than anyone else.
That being the case, there is no need to think too much.
Tao or justice, or evil, it boils down to one sentence: Those who kill people will always be killed.
"Woo——"
The Zhongyuan world has fallen into darkness, and the cold wind howls.
The matchmaker is lying on the ground, she is in the middle of the game, and she feels it the most.
Before the incident of Yu Lao came out, Shouye's calm demeanor did not seem to be fake. He and Hua Changdeng could talk about everything. They were rivals and admired each other.
It's different now, completely different.
The two of them clearly haven't done anything yet, and they have already begun to confront each other in a tit-for-tat manner, with a sense of life and death.
Maybe just a change of sentence...
Peace will be shattered!
The storm is coming!
"I can see that you still have doubts."
On the other hand, as an opponent, Hua Changdeng could see more clearly than anyone else the turbulent waves suppressed by the young man in front of him under the calm sea.
He had experienced the world for a long time and was unmoved by the murderous intention. He still said calmly:
"I haven't seen a young man as courageous as you for a long time. At this age, you are really proud to be able to achieve such achievements."
"If you still have questions, it doesn't hurt to ask."
Is this a gift?
If you see me as a brave person, you can get some guidance, whether it is on "things" or on "the way"?
"Oh."
Xu Xiaoshou laughed after hearing this.
He had experienced such a condescending tone many times along the way.
Indeed, it is not an exaggeration for a high-ranking person whose impression of himself is still at the stage of "Little Stone Tan Ji" to face a young man who is just a "relatively outstanding" person.
Hua Changdeng's confidence and confidence are enough to support his words.
Xu Xiaoshou was not angry because of this. On the contrary, he said with a very calm attitude: "What a coincidence, I really have one last question."
"speak."
Xu Xiaoshou was not bothered about Yu Lao.
Instead, he turned his head and looked to the north, overlooking the direction of the ghost Buddha on the top of the holy mountain in the distance, and pointed:
"I cut off your will before."
"The will seems to come from Fengdu and return to Fengdu, but in fact it penetrates into the body of ghosts and Buddhas, and eventually returns to the bodies of ghosts and Buddhas."
At this point, Hua Changdeng showed no expression.
Xu Xiaoshou paused for a moment, and deduced from the fluctuations of his soul and will that he should not have noticed the last time Hua Changdeng killed him before his will was formed.
That is to say...
When holy ghosts first appeared in the ghost and Buddha world a few days ago, the penetration of the Hua Chang Lantern into the ghost and Buddha world was far from enough.
But a few days have passed, and he has gone from being "unawakened in will" to "frequently showing up in will", and now can bring out the extraordinary "Fengdu Vision" when he appears.
This speed of getting stronger is too fast.
This means that it will only be a few days before the real person arrives.
What Xu Xiaoshou cared about was not the "duration", but the "number of people" when the time came. He immediately asked:
"Did your side send you as the pioneer to take the lead in this trip to the lower realm, or did you plan to make a formal appearance at that time?"
What's the meaning?
Huachang Deng has not yet responded.
Matchmaker and Jin Xingzhong, who were more than five million spectators, all listened with awe:
"Not just Hua Jianxian?"
"Listen to Master Shou, the ghosts and Buddhas are about to be destroyed. Could it be that the Holy Emperor and the Ancestral God on the ladder to heaven will appear together?"
"Didn't Saint Slave Wu Xiu say it would last for one year? How come it will break in half a year? There is no way to protect it!"
"No, the five regions of Xu Ai's War are a bit too much to withstand. How can the Holy Continent still withstand their subsequent destruction?"
"The sky is falling..."
Huachang Deng did not see any trouble.
He moved his eyes to the stone tablet in the Central Yuan Realm, to the place where the sword thoughts emanated in the distance, and then to the ghosts and Buddhas in the north, and responded softly:
"One person is enough."
mad!
The madness of ancient sword cultivators is truly nurtured in the bones of all sword holders.
When Hua Changdeng said these words, his eyes never even fell on Xu Xiaoshou, as if the life and death of the people in the five realms were all under his control.
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but smile.
The stone sword on his waist, which had previously been held in the mouth of a black-bone chicken, seemed to wake up to life after hearing the sound, and started to buzz and tremble with anger, about to burst out of the stone.
"Not that..."
Xu Xiaoshou smiled and patted his sword, indicating that he should be calm.
Finally, he stretched out his index finger, shook it gently at the Hua Chang Lantern, and said jokingly:
"not enough."
——More crazy!
Debate suddenly arose in the golden apricot painting.
Hua Changdeng even raised his brows, with a surprised expression on his face.
He never saw this as "Xiao Shi Tan Ji" or "Xu Xiao Shou"... It was not important, and he was too lazy to correct the title.
The only thing he cared about was the old enemy in the distance where the sword thoughts emanated. However, the young man in front of him was even more unruly and arrogant than the eight acquaintances of the past.
"hehe……"
Hua Changdeng smiled softly, his eyes filled with memories.
Just as Xu Xiaoshou didn't want to use the sword, he also didn't pull out the illusory broken sword behind his waist.
He just slowly raised the lamp in his hand and shook it slightly.
"hiss--"
The remaining candlelight flickered.
There were endless howling sounds of ghosts inside.
Hua Changdeng looked back at the young man, pursed his lips and said: "You said you had cut off a ray of my will before, so you came to me this time not just to relieve the confusion in your heart."
As soon as these words came out, the matchmaker's beauty in the distance turned pale.
She seemed to have seen the scene of a huge battle, lying on the ground and retreating like a human maggot.
Xu Xiaoshou grinned, showing his big white teeth, sunny and kind: "What do you think? Lao Deng!"
Hee hee hee…
As soon as he finished speaking, the earth became corrupted again.
In the boiling and bubbling swamp water, a ghost seemed to be crawling out again, but this time not even the ghost's hands or bone claws came out of the ground.
Everything turns into blue smoke, all gathered in the candlelight of Hua Changdeng.
"The power of death!"
This time, everyone understood.
That green smoke is not the remnant of power after the death of some evil ghost.
Even the appearance of swamp water, ghosts, etc. is just an incident. The root of all changes lies in the gathering of the power of death!
And the power of death that was summoned and gathered from heaven and earth, from the great road, from the birth and death of living things and dead things, was all due to Hua Changdeng's change of thought!
"So strong..."
"How can it be so powerful when it's just a thought of the Holy Emperor..."
The matchmaker was horrified.
It's not like she has never seen strong people use the power of their ancestors.
The Great Emperor of Cangsheng had used the power of the evil god. Most spiritual refiners from the five realms had seen this, and they all knew that he used the power of his ancestors that he had cultivated over decades.
But Huachang Deng uses the power of ancestral origin in completely opposite ways.
He is actually so strong that just by accumulating the power of the God of Death, he can bring out the strange phenomena of Fengdu in this world.
His power does not come from himself, but from everything outside himself.
He is like sitting on the ground fishing, the power of his ancestors is born in the unknown, and gathered in the lamp, he can give orders.
"Tsk!"
Bronze lamps and candlelight create a masterpiece.
The space around the Hua Chang Lantern surged, but it did not break.
With such a magnitude of death power gathered in such a mediocre residual lamp, he could actually maintain the balance of the fragile space around him.
"Holy Emperor..."
"Yes, Hua Jianxian is still the Holy Emperor..."
At this time, the spectators from the five regions suddenly woke up.
In the past six months, under the guidance of the Master's Intentional Dao Pan, the spirit refining world has basically understood the concept of the "Ten Realm Holy Emperor":
Only a high-level Saint Emperor can give birth to the power of the ancestral source.
The rest may be semi-saints, middle- or low-level saint emperors, or people with extraordinary talents...maybe able to master the power of their ancestors in some way, but that is just "borrowing".
Borrow, use.
One word difference makes a world of difference.
"Kid..."
The night is long, the sword fairy carries the lantern.
Hua Changdeng stared at the young man in front of him.
He has never wanted to bully the weak, but there is no word "refuse to fight" in the ancient sword cultivator's inheritance.
Even if the weak is used to challenge the strong.
The other party wants to die to prove and gain enlightenment.
Of course, it is a pity that in the battle, the ancient sword cultivator has always had nothing but success!
So at the Guizhe ruins, Hua Changlan was placed under the ghost Buddha, and then he responded to the son of Kuilei Han's fighting intention and allowed him to use his sword.
With that sword, Kuileihan was able to cross the border with a hammer and save his son thousands of miles away.
Now, with this sword, he can also give it to the ignorant kid in front of him, but he doesn't know if this kid has a lucky star in his life...
Or rather.
Can his life and death attract the eyes of the Eight Masters?
With his thoughts at this point, Hua Changdeng held the lamp high, his voice was threatening, and he was about to speak...
"One sword!"
The young man opposite actually spoke first.
He said it lightly, like a reward from a superior to a subordinate.
This sentence choked the exact same two words in Hua Changdeng's throat, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.
The matchmaker is confused.
Jin Xing's millions of spectators were stunned.
Everyone clearly heard the word "one sword", but they didn't know what Master Shou meant by highlighting this word?
In front of the only Holy Emperor among the Seven Sword Immortals of the previous generation, Shou Ye, the world's number one Sword Immortal, walked slowly forward, obviously speaking without stopping:
"That time earlier, even if I had a sneak attack, I wouldn't be able to win with force."
"This means that Lao Deng, you don't even know that you have been killed by me once, nor do you know how strong I am."
What?
When the last half of the sentence came out, Hua Changdeng thought he had heard it wrong.
But it was definitely not an auditory hallucination, nor was it an illusory swordsmanship, because the brazen little devil in front was still talking:
"You and I know how to sword, or you can say, we all started under Mr. Siren's teaching."
"You have practiced sword practice for more than thirty years before me, and now you have reached the realm of the Holy Emperor. Although I am a little slower, I am better than you at this time. You are just a wisp of will, and I am the master."
"If you think about it from another angle, this battle is very fair."
fair?
Is this fair?
Not only Jinxing's millions of spectators were in a daze, but Huachangdeng seemed confused as well. Wasn't he bullying the smaller ones with his own strength?
But this man...
This "Master Shou" seemed not to think so and said:
"Forget it, it's actually not fair. I still have a better location."
He actually thought from the bottom of his heart that he, the "little", was bullying the "big" at this moment. As he spoke, he took out the stone sword from his waist, slowly raised it and said:
"But I won't bully you."
"This sword is put in its scabbard and sealed under the stone. When fighting, it will never be taken out of its scabbard. If you can catch my sword..."
call!
Hua Changdeng breathed a long sigh of relief and was very happy.
After living on the screen for thirty years, once he became emperor and ascended the ladder to heaven, he actually couldn't keep up with the times. How interesting are today's young people?
With his "sword", does he really mean to take his sword? Then... Hua Changdeng was very interested:
"What if you catch it?"
Xu Xiaoshou nodded slightly, like an old man, holding the simple stone sword across his chest and said calmly:
"If you can accept it, I will accept your title of 'Ghost Sword Immortal'." ()