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Chapter 1,606 What is your wish?

The Crane Yan Temple was originally built to make up for the emperor's fault in riding the wild wind. It was a rebuttal to appease and deceive the mortal women in the temple, where they would have a chance to ascend through enlightenment and practice.

Overnight, everything was reduced to ashes.

The heaven and earth are vast and the mountains are deep.

A fire in the Southwest Mountains claimed dozens of lives, but it could not illuminate a single area of ​​the world.

The world is changing, the cowards are extravagant and licentious, their bodies are sensual, their waists are broken, the country is declining and favored, but in the end it is beauty and misfortunes that cover up all the sins and faults.

In three days, Balian successfully obtained the seal of the Water God's Kingdom.

Even when wiping and maintaining things on weekdays, the things that Jun Huang treated with great care fell into his hands, but they seemed to be insignificant things. He tossed them around in his hands and felt very boring.

Entered the Qiankun bag.

Even though it was something that even Qing Ao could give away casually, Balian never really recognized its value in his heart.

However, the realization was too devoid of desires and demands, so how could he really get involved in Qing Ao's front camp.

Greed and desire are exactly the nutrients that the True Ancestor Evil God needs.

Putting away the five "hard-earned" immortal seals, Bailian raised his eyes and glanced at the dark cloudy sky, picked up a bottle of wine, and walked into the southwest mountains.

It was rare that the year-round heavy snow stopped in Kunlun Mountain at night. A night rain fell like thousands of rain arrows into the ruins of the Taoist temple. On the heavy and crooked temple plaque, water drops half a foot high rumbled and splashed.

.

The dry smell in the air was somewhat dissipated by the heavy rain.

The Taoist temple was simple and crude. After it became a wreckage in the fire, it became even more desolate and dilapidated. The long stone steps looked strange in the cold heavy rain. In addition to the raging fire, traces of being eaten by the world could be seen everywhere.

, such a scenery coupled with such a heavy rain shows a sense of silence all around.

In the heavy rain among the ruins, there was already a figure embedded in the lonely and desolate scenery.

Qing Ao sat leaning on the long steps, carrying a pot of residual wine in his hand, and in front of him was a peach blossom in full bloom.

Perhaps sensing Balian's aura approaching, he moved slightly and raised his dark eyes that couldn't even absorb light.

Qing Ao twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Three days ago, I wanted to force Cheng Huang to surrender and hand over the seal. What was in his mind was to protect these women in the temple, right?"

Balian did not deny it. He held an umbrella with one hand, bent down and sat down on the long steps, bit open the seal of the wine bottle, and poured the wine onto the ground in front of him.

He said calmly: "But the real person gave Chenghuang an unnecessary three days when it was not necessary."

Master Qing Ao chuckled softly and said: "I have shouldered the sins of my whole life, and now it is understandable to bear dozens of lives. Just as the little friend thought, in a sense, I was the one who killed this Taoist temple.

Killed dozens of innocent women."

However, Balian shook his head and looked back at him seriously: "Rather than wanting to eradicate them and force them to death, it is better to say that a real person wants to see the humanity in this world with his own eyes.

Even though, perhaps in the eyes of real people, human nature has been the same greed and selfishness for so many years, but in this unchanging darkness and nothingness, real people are still looking forward to a different scenery in their hearts."

However, before he was about to destroy the Kunlun Mountains and collapse the Thirty-six Heavenly Palaces, he made a careless and malicious temptation, but finally saw the impermanence of life in his undefinable misty life.

Although life is impermanent, it is also normal.

Kunlun Jingxu, where snow falls all year round but never rains, a heavy rain fell in this unknown corner of the southwest mountain.

As if to wash away the dust and filth in this world, a heavy rain was meant to bury someone.

After Balian finished pouring a pot of wine, he looked up at the cold moon hidden under the dark clouds, and suddenly said coldly: "Are you going to stop here?"

He is an enemy of the world and is fighting against the way of heaven. It is a bit ridiculous for him to ask such a question after things have come to this.

But Qing Ao didn't think it was funny. He raised his face that was wet by the rain and chuckled.

Even though he has been corrupted beyond recognition by suffering and long time, even he himself cannot recognize himself...

But this young man could see his temper and his wavering, asking such 'stupid' words to a madman who was trying to destroy the world of six realms.

It's really frustrating...it's so helpless.

Qing Ao sighed softly, "If I just stop here for a few women I don't know and have nothing to do with, then my hundreds of thousands of years of hatred, despair, madness, planning, and ambition will all become a joke.

.”

What he said on his lips and what he thought in his heart was a man whose lifelong goal was to destroy the world. However, because of the occasional bit of beauty in his human nature, it was easy for Bilian to see the sighs and emotions in his heart.

shake.

So... what a good person he could have been when he was the God Lord Ao Qing.

If it hadn't been for that order, his fate would have been entangled with that of the evil god.

He must be the most enlightened and virtuous king in his country.

What kind of fate did he go through to become what he is now? At first glance, he seems to have everything, but he can never get rid of the entanglement of his fate like an evil ghost.

Call it a day? Never think about it again.

He has never believed in the rhetoric of turning around, putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately.

When he was united with the evil god, he put down his butcher knife many times, but has fate ever spared him?

Didn't it push him into the abyss?

Qing Ao looked at Bailian with a regretful look, exhaled slowly, and said with a smile: "Stop it? It's too late. As a good person, you are not pure enough. As a bad person, if you are not bad enough, you will never be bad enough."

In a sense, I have become as cowardly and incompetent as Junhuang Chenghuang. If it is my fate to make mistakes again and again, I will... be happy with it."

"After all... this is the 'pain' of my own choice, and I must continue it seriously."

He laughed at himself and said: "After all, I am just a poor guy who was played by the True Ancestor Evil God."

The heavy rain gradually stopped, and the hesitation and wavering in Qing Ao's heart tonight disappeared like a mirage in the rain. He raised his palms and slowly wiped the moist water drops on his face. His eyes were dark and cold, as if they were hiding

into the abyss.

He said calmly: "So if you really want to help me and pity me, then you might as well continue to occupy Kunlun Jingxu with me and turn the six worlds upside down and never have peace."

Balian was silent for a long time and did not respond directly to his question. He only asked lightly: "What is the real person's wish?"

"Wha...what?" Qing Ao was stunned for a moment.

Bailian said: "There is no love for no reason in the world, and there is no hate for no reason. Since the real person has such strong hatred, it is naturally accompanied by strong desires. Now the real person is letting his heart go and letting his desires

Being dominated and controlled by the power of the evil god, naturally, in exchange of equal value, while the real person dedicates his desires and pain, he can also naturally receive a response of the same value from the true ancestor evil god."

A trace of darkness flashed across the eyes of Master Qing Ao, and his tone suddenly became low: "Has anyone ever told me that those whose cultivation is sealed are actually equally terrifying?"

Bailian raised his head with a smile, his eyes penetrated Qing Ao in front of him, and said: "So, what supports the various behaviors of the real person now is not the original hatred, but what the real person does not want to talk to others, and wants to treasure and protect.

Love.”

His wish has nothing to do with greed. Because he is pure enough, he has been able to possess this self-consciousness so far. While feeding the evil god, he has the ability to resist the occupation and erosion of the true ancestor evil god's thoughts.

Qing Ao smiled nonchalantly and said: "If one day, my little friend can resonate with the True Ancestor Evil God and appear in this world, he will naturally be able to see through my wishes. Now, I will not say much to you.

"

At this time, for a person like him, the desire is already a very luxurious thing.

Qing Ao was very different from the enemies that Bai Lian had faced in the past, so he knew that he was talking more than he meant.

But even the seemingly meaningless words made Master Qing Ao feel happy for a long time.

"It's just that in this world, there is still one person who persuades me to turn back. This feeling is really long gone."

There was no emotion in Qing Ao's eyes, and he said calmly: "But obviously, I am going to disappoint people again."


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