Liansheng walked silently on the earth, a little confused and a little depressed. He did not return to Tiandaoyuan, and he did not want to return to Tiandaoyuan. Because now he knew very well that the so-called Tiandaoyuan that believed in the way of heaven and acted on behalf of heaven was just that.
Slaves of the gods, cattle and sheep to be slaughtered.
At the same time, he does not want to continue looking for those saints in the Northwest Territory, because now he knows very well that those strong men who set great ambitions to destroy the gods but turned into ashes in the end, everything they did can only be in vain. Because the martial spirit
It's just shackles. The so-called cultivation methods are originally the methods given to people by gods. So how can people defeat gods?
He is a lotus with thirty petals, each with different petals. He is a lotus who cultivates Buddhism, becomes a demon, travels in the world of mortals, obtains the true way, and then transforms into a light, omnipotent, and fights against death all his life!
However, the flower blooms with thirty-two petals, each petal is different, but each petal is so meaningless, and the petals are bound to turn into illusion and darkness.
Liansheng walked in silence like this, quietly looking at the secular world in his eyes. He saw a scholar Han Chuang who had studied hard for decades to gain fame, and then became lonely after gaining fame when the glory of glory filled his body.
And sad.
He saw a woman with true love abandoning everything, even risking her life, for the one she loved, but one year after she got her true love, she became sentimental and helpless, turning from love to indifference, and then from indifference to coldness.
Angry. From deep emotion to sex, informed and intellectual, she turned into a nagging yellow-faced woman...
Liansheng just watched and walked slowly like this. I don't know which year he came to the hill where he once stayed in the Liuyun Dynasty again, and then he lived in the mountain again.
He raised three sheep and a cow and lived quietly alone.
He no longer wants to get involved in anything in the world or care about anything. Because in his eyes, everything in the world is meaningless. Even some ideals and obsessions in people's hearts are just like the swaying old
Like a clock, swinging to the left is obsession and desire. Swinging to the right is gain, which is boredom and confusion after harvest.
Then, people who grow up have new obsessions and new ideals. At the same time, after new gains and short-term joy, they feel bored again and become confused again.
So between the swing of the clock and the passage of time, the whole world, under the gaze of the gods, kept repeating similar things boringly and boringly.
Master Liansheng was also shaken like that. He practiced Buddhism and sought great nirvana. Then he was disappointed and abandoned the Buddha on the day that Master Kongji passed away. He once found love and thought he had found the meaning of life. Then he found hope, but the love disappeared again.
He felt disappointed at that moment. He once believed in God, believed in light, became a great priest of light, and looked forward to the coming of the era of great light, but in the end he despaired after seeing everything.
Master Liansheng feels that things in the world are always like this, whether geniuses or fools, they are just constantly raising hopes between the swings of the clock, and at the same time they are constantly disappointed, and finally die at the moment when the clock stops.
Fall into despair.
Master Liansheng saw this clearly, saw through this, so he sympathized with the world, the saints, and the whole world. So the lotus opened with thirty-two petals, all of which were black, turning into a black lotus that was pure black and could not emit any brilliance.
.He is no longer a light, nor does he illuminate the world, nor does he try to tell the world the truth. This is the greatest mercy he can do...
"Pure and clean, with no worries, no worries, no life and death, no body, all dharmas are empty, and only the compassionate and compassionate soul remains immortal. This is the Great Nirvana."
The words of Master Kongji once upon a time were recalled in Liansheng's ears again. Liansheng shook his head slightly and murmured: "Could this be the Great Nirvana?"
Yes, Liansheng is in such a state at this moment. Everything in the world is meaningless and all dharmas are empty. Then he is naturally pure and clean, without worries or worries. At the same time, he is also helpless because of
, so I have great compassion in my heart...
Vaguely, Liansheng felt that the ridiculous cultivation level that he had seen through had become stronger, and he even vaguely saw a door, which was a door leading to the divine realm!
But what if he sees it? What if he transcends the three realms of Buddhism, Taoism and Demon and enters the Tao with great compassion, and reaches the state of Nirvana?
He has a martial soul, shackles on him, and an invisible rein. So even if he sees the door, he is like an old ox tied to the pillar of the cattle pen. He wants to step through the fence gate.
, stepping into the realm of great freedom and freedom, but was tied tightly by a rein and could not take a step forward.
Liansheng smiled helplessly and did not continue to have extravagant hopes. Because he knew very well that no matter how extravagantly he hoped, it would be useless. People are people and gods are gods. This has been destined from the moment a person possesses a martial spirit...
Liansheng sat withered in the mountain, not knowing how many years had passed in the world, nor how many wars had occurred in the secular world, or how many wars the saints had fought. Liansheng just remembered that the old scalper in his cattle pen had been replaced by a younger one.
The scalper, the little scalper turned into the old scalper again, and changed eight or ten times in this way, and he saw again the hateful young man he had seen before.
According to the calculation of age, the young man is probably at least two hundred years old. Of course, he is no longer a young man. But the young man's appearance is still the same as that of the young man... If he can not look old for a hundred years, it is obvious that the young man has broken through the true martial arts.
, has entered Nirvana, has even stood at the peak of Nirvana, and is about to become a saint!
However, even if the young man is over two hundred years old and is about to enter the holy realm, in the eyes of Liansheng, who has lived for thousands of years and even touched the divine realm, the young man is still just a young man. The only thing that can
What surprised Liansheng was that he had clearly seen the young man's talent and confirmed that it was very difficult for the young man to reach the Yin and Yang realm, and it was already a miracle to reach the true martial arts. So how did the young man step into Nirvana and even reach the peak of Nirvana?
, about to enter the holy realm?
Moreover, the young man seemed to have changed a lot, he was a little less cunning, a little less tender, there was one less person around him, and there was a sword on his waist, a sword that was sharp and extremely cold and cruel.
The young man held a sword and broke into the imperial city with a single sword. He fought from the north city gate to the south city. Then he entered the Protector General's Mansion and fought with several Nirvana Realm masters for a day and night. Then, late at night, he entered the deepest part of the General's Mansion.
into the room of an old general, then walked to the bed and pointed his sword at the general who protected the country from the Shuiyue Dynasty.
"Two hundred and sixty-one years ago, we must not forget the great hatred we had." The young man's voice was not excited, and there was not even too much hatred in his eyes, but only coldness and indifference.
Yes, time can always dilute everything, and people cannot always live in hatred. Maybe it took less than twenty years for the young man to forget his hatred. But what he cannot forget is
Someone who left him forever because of that incident cannot forget the feeling of loss that rose in his heart every rainy night for more than two hundred years, and the scene of a certain girl falling in the rainy night...
Therefore, it is no longer hatred, but obsession. He wants to give an explanation to those who have stayed by his side but died because of him. He must seek justice for her, and he must use this person who once dominated the situation.
The general ordered me to pay my last respects to the feelings in my heart.
The old general's eyes had long been cloudy, and he was no longer as powerful and terrifying as before. He seemed to be just a dying old man. He looked at the young man calmly and indifferently. It took him a long time to remember who this young man was, and it took him a long time to think of himself.
What kind of order was given back then, and which two people were hunted down... But he didn't expect that...
Today, two hundred and sixty-one years later, the young man who had average cultivation talent and reluctantly stepped into the True Martial Realm has not been killed or died of old age. Instead, he stands at the threshold of the Holy Realm. At the same time,
, he did not expect that when his deadline was approaching and he only wanted to spend his old age in peace, he would be greeted by the sword of a young man...
"stop!"
"stop!"
At this moment, the old general's people were suddenly pushed open, and strong men came out one after another. They were all members of the Guiyuan Sect.
The young man looked at those people, and finally his eyes fell on one of them, a similarly young-looking man in white.
"Brother Qin, why are you doing this? His end is near. Even if you don't kill him, he won't live for three years. Why should you kill him and get into trouble?" The man in white comforted him.
The man in white obviously has an extraordinary relationship with Qin Feng, and his status in Guiyuan Sect is obviously also extraordinary. So even if Qin Feng killed a river of blood in Shuiyue Imperial City, because of his existence,
The masters of the Guiyuan Sect who had always been as close to the Shuiyue Dynasty did not take action against Qin Feng in the first place.
And what he said was indeed for the sake of Qin Feng. The status of the general protecting the country is so lofty. I don’t know how much he has contributed to the Shuiyue Dynasty. Even if he did a certain wrong thing back then, this cannot be done.
Affecting his lofty status and reputation... However, this man was almost served by the dynasty
The general who dedicated his life was already old and just wanted to spend his last days peacefully. If Qin Feng killed the old general at this time, it would be equivalent to Qin Feng slapping the Shuiyue Dynasty and Guiyuan Sect in the face at the same time.
Under such circumstances, how could the Shuiyuan Dynasty give up and give up? How could Guiyuan Zong give up and give up?
"Brother Qin, those people in the palace are very dissatisfied now. Just for the sake of Guiyuan Sect, they agreed to let Guiyuan Sect handle this matter. As long as you stop now, everything will no longer be pursued." The young man in white continued.
Persuasion said.
Qin Feng calmly looked at the young man in white, looking at the brother he met when he was traveling in the mainland, and said in a deep voice: "My business is just my business and has nothing to do with anyone else."
Then, the young man raised his sword and cut off the old general's head under the shocked and unwilling gaze of the old general.
The old general is highly respected? He is loved by the Shuiyue Dynasty? He is deeply valued by the people of the Guiyuan Sect? But what does this have to do with him, Qin Feng? Is it because the old general is very important, because he is old, so the wrong things he did back then are
If there is no need to pursue the case, can the blood debt of that year be written off in one go?
Of course not! At least Qin Feng will not allow it!
A handful of blood flowers rose up, dyeing the pale sheets on the bed red. In an instant, the sound of drawing swords could be heard endlessly. The four supreme elders of Guiyuan Sect drew their swords, and the three sect masters of Guiyuan Sect drew their swords.
The young man in white also drew his sword at the same time...