Chapter five hundred and ninety fifth: The gambler
The roar was like thunder, shaking the entire Qingzhou, making countless forces in Qingzhou City feel fear. Are the two behemoths finally going to war?
Although Qingzhou has countless forces and constant disputes, there has never been a war of this scale in many years.
"You dare to be arrogant even though you are shameless. Let me show you today who is so talented."
Mo Yi sneered, and his voice spread far away, shaking the sky, full of domineering power. He waved his hand, and the strong men of the Mo family followed him out of the Mo gate.
A war of this level is impossible to take place in the city. It would raze the entire Qingzhou City to the ground and harm innocent people.
Long Chen and Mo Nian followed behind Mr. Mo Yi. Today, the old man was like a magic weapon unsheathed, blooming with endless momentum and sharp edge.
Mo Yunshan and others followed behind with the strong men of the Mo family. There were nearly five hundred strong men in the Xiantian realm. Everyone was full of fighting spirit and their aura was as solid as a mountain. They were all masters among masters.
These people were all strong men from the Mo family. Mu Xue originally wanted to fight, but was stopped by Long Chen.
Mu Xue's cultivation is good, but she is a woman after all and has never experienced real cruel killings, so she is not suitable for such a battlefield competition.
Only strong men above the Xiantian realm are eligible to participate in such a battle, so most of the Mohist disciples were left in the Mohist sect.
The Mo family and the others walked out of Momen and walked straight out of the city, which shocked countless powerful men who were watching in secret.
"It turns out that Mr. Mo Yi is really still alive. Oh my god, he was a strong man who reached the peak of opening up the sea thousands of years ago. Now I can see it." A strong man hiding in the dark couldn't help but said in shock.
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In recent hundreds of years, Mo Yi has not shown up, and everything in the Mo family has been left to Mo Yunshan to take care of. Later, some people speculated that the old man of the Mo family might be gone.
Moreover, some people deliberately spread the news of Mr. Mo Yi's absence maliciously, causing an uproar.
However, Mo Sect has been silent on this matter, and no one knows the truth. However, even if Mr. Mo is not here, Mo Sect is still not something that other sects can covet.
Now that Mr. Mo Yi appeared, he shocked everyone. Now I'm afraid there will be an unprecedented war.
Mr. Mo Yi led everyone and walked forward slowly, not very fast. The strong men in Qingzhou City were hiding in the dark and watching.
"Long Chen, the war is about to begin, aren't you excited?" Mo Nian suddenly laughed and said, but he felt so excited that his blood was hot.
"I don't feel it," Long Chen shook his head and said.
"No way, are you scared?" Mo Nian asked strangely.
"No, the main reason is that I have experienced too many such wars. I rose from the Fengming Empire and fought all the way.
I clearly know that this is an unprecedented war, and I also want to be excited, but unfortunately I can't get excited." Long Chen said helplessly.
"Hahaha, you're such a pretense, I give you full marks," Mo Nian suddenly said with a look of contempt.
Long Chen smiled bitterly. He also felt that he was acting less and less like a young man. He recalled that when he went to Xuantian Daozong alone, he was full of longing and yearning for the outside world.
But after leaving Feng Ming, he fell into a bloodier world. In fact, he was a little tired of this kind of fighting.
But this is the reality. If you don't fight, you will die. If you don't kill someone, they will kill you. There is no reason.
"Long Chen, young people should be full of energy. The so-called life and death is just a game, a game full of gambling.
And your life is your bargaining chip. Each of us practitioners is a gambler. We are gambling with the sky and this disordered world.
And many people, as their gambling methods get higher and higher and they win more and more chips, they become more and more timid.
There is a vulgar saying circulating in the secular world that those who are barefoot should not be afraid of those who wear shoes. The words are rough and the reason is not rough. In fact, the same is true for spiritual practice.
We need to remember that we are always barefoot gamblers. Don't think that just because you have won a lot of chips, you can quit because you have capital.
God's rules are like this. Once you gamble, don't think about leaving unless you can win the world and become the master of the world.
Otherwise, once you no longer want to gamble, God will confiscate all the chips in your hand, as well as your life!" Mr. Mo Yi walked in front and said as he walked.
Long Chen's heart trembled when he heard this. Mr. Mo Yi's understanding was very similar to his feeling. This was a disordered world.
Long Chen is like a gambler. Through constant efforts, he gets more chips and makes himself stronger.
But as he became stronger, his opponents became stronger, the stakes became bigger and bigger, and the bets became more and more fierce.
Just like Mr. Mo said, once you get on the gambling table, don't even think about leaving. Either you win the world, or you lose everything.
Of course, what is more cruel than gambling is that those bets are the most precious things around you, such as family, friendship and love. If you lose once, you will lose part of it.
The most hateful thing is that even if you make up your money, what you win back may not be what you originally lost.
This reminded Long Chen of the core disciples of the 108th House who died. They had all fought side by side with Long Chen, but in the Jiuli Secret Realm, they died under the conspiracy of Yin Wushuang, a bitch.
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And Long Chen beheaded Yin Wushuang, beheaded Han Tianyu, and slaughtered all the strong men of good and evil.
According to the theory of gambling, Long Chen has already won a lot, but he has won resources, wealth, and some friends.
But those dead brothers will never come back. Whenever Long Chen thinks of the scene when Lu Fang'er died, he feels an inexplicable pain in his heart.
There was no romance with Lu Fang'er, and Lu Fang'er always joked that she was the matchmaker for Long Chen to marry Meng Qi, so it was like buying one and getting one free.
Although it was mostly a joke, when she died, Long Chen really couldn't accept that fact.
Killing Feng Xiaozi and destroying Fenghun Pavilion, so what? Can Lu Fang'er survive? If you lose, you lose. When you get the chips back, they are no longer the original chips, and they are lost forever.
"So, when your achievements are higher and the chips around you are more, you will become more careful. If you ignore one thing and the other, you will lose more.
If you want to win more, maintain the mentality of a barefoot gambler. Your bargaining chip is your life. You must dare to gamble with your life at any time. Only with this mentality can you keep more of your chips." Mo.
Yi glanced at Mo Nian and said.
"Grandpa, Mo Nian understands," Mo Nian said.
"Your life is your own. How you want to gamble is your own business. Heaven is ruthless and its laws are countless. Every gambling method is a different kind of life and a different ending.
Don’t care whether you win or lose in the end, what you should cherish is that in the process of gambling, the process that makes your heart surge, hehe, that’s called excitement!”
Mr. Mo Yi smiled, as if he had become younger, his eyes were shining brightly, he really looked like a gambler who was addicted to gambling and had been holding back for thousands of years and finally got a chance to go to the gambling table.
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"In the past ten years, I have been traveling with my bow in the rivers and lakes, and my arrows have broken into pieces. The sky and the earth have been light. The nine heavens and ten earths have moved, and I, Mo Nian, am the only one to show my prestige. Hey, today's battle will be the battle for my rise, Mo Nian." Mo Nian said energetically.
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Obviously under special circumstances, Mo Yi's words greatly touched Mo Nian and allowed him to see the road ahead clearly.
Even Mo Yi, the helmsman of Momen's giant ship, can face any difficulties with the mentality of a barefoot gambler. What is the difference between Mo Nian's worries and unfounded worries?
"Old man, you are a wise man," Long Chen praised.
"Hey, I don't know what wisdom is. Our Moh family has countless ancestral precepts, but there is only one ancestral precept that will be passed down forever.
Isn't it strange? Our Momen ancestors have real great wisdom, which is to let us be happy with our grudges and stick to our true hearts.
As for whether Mo Sect can be passed down, it is not something that human beings can do. It depends on luck. As for whether Mo Sect's inheritance can be discontinued or not, it has nothing to do with us.
What we have to do is to pass on the spirit of our Mohist family to our descendants. Even if the Mohist family is destroyed in the future, we will still have the dignity to meet our ancestors underground.
But if in order to maintain our heritage, the arrogance in our bones is wiped away by this disordered world, then there will be no need for Momen to exist.
After we die, we have no words to face our ancestors. Nian'er, you understand now. The inheritance of Momen is not important. What is important is that even if we only have one breath left, we must use this breath to burn our spines.
Stand up!" Mo Yi looked at Mo Nian and said.
Just as Mo Nian was about to speak, suddenly a large group of figures appeared in front of them, and before everyone knew it, they arrived at the Scorched Earth Forest.
The Scorched Earth Forest is located in the south of Qingzhou City. It is said that a fire-based beast from the Immortal Ancient Era came to nirvana here. As a result, the area covering tens of thousands of miles was burned into scorched earth.
But what is incredible is that the scorched earth contains infinite vitality and has actually given birth to a large lush forest.
In front of the Scorched Earth Forest, there is an open space that is extremely flat. It has been the holy land for decisive battles near Qingzhou since ancient times.
For countless years, many powerful men and forces have used this place as a place of decisive battle to decide life and death.
Today, in front of the Scorched Earth Forest, thousands of strong men were standing there quietly, looking at Mo Yi and his party coldly.
Long Chen looked at those people and couldn't help but feel his heart sink. There were more than two thousand Xiantian realm experts, several times the number of Momen.
Among the more than two thousand people, there were more than two hundred, wearing purple robes with a big "Yin" embroidered on their chests. It seemed that they were strong men of the Yin family.
The remaining strong men had the word "Lin" embroidered on their chests. In front of them, Long Chen saw two old men with breathtaking auras. At the same time, Long Chen also saw an acquaintance - Yin Wushang.
At this time, Yin Wushang's face was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He stood in front of everyone, staring at Long Chen with a sinister look in his eyes, which made people feel chilling.
"Mo Yi, I didn't expect that you are still alive?" Suddenly an old man opposite said.