Nightfall

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Ning Que is not the first time to perceive its existence. In the wilderness, the Southern Master Pavilion reached out from the Southern Sword Pavilion from thousands of miles away. The ancient sword was used to cut the golden dragon to kill the gods. It was this kind of power. He also felt this kind of strength in the houses on the opposite side of Yanming Lake.

His puzzling lies in how this power can be used for himself.

He once asked Confucius for this question. The Confucius said that I am the world, and my strength is the power of the world-this answer is simple and has no meaning to him.

He looked at the bright moon in the night dome, remembered the teacher, looked at the green pine by the cliff, remembered Uncle Xiao, looked at the front of the rotten Kesi Temple where the blood was flooding, and remembered Liansheng.

He remembered the last conversation with the teacher on the banks of Surabaya-it turned out that Lian Sheng was right.

Uncle Master is proud and free. He wants to pierce the sky with a strong man's attitude. The Master thinks that he is the world. He wants to lead the world to challenge Haotian.

However, the human world is the dwelling of human beings. The strength of the human world comes from everyone who lives in it. This kind of power cannot be represented nor need to be led. All people must be together in order to truly exert this power.

Confucius Xing Tang Jian Academy is actually on the right path, but Confucius still wants to lead everyone to do this through education and guidance.

Because of obsession, Liansheng reached a level farther away from the Master and Uncle Xiao, but also because of obsession, he thought things more extreme.

In the rain at night, looking at his wife's solitary tomb, he wanted to dig the grave, but he finally gave up and drifted away. From that moment, Liansheng was crazy.

Later, whether it is self-destructive demons. He was still mad with blood.

He wants to destroy this world, and in his view survival and death have no meaning, including himself.

In his whole life, he pursued covering the sky with the devil, shuning the sky with the Dao, and finally reaching the other shore with the Dharma, jumping out of the three realms, not among all beings. Thus eradicating the ruthless heavenly heaven of the old world in a brand new world. Retrieve something he wanted to find through time.

In other words, he wants to break the most fundamental rules of the world. He wants to destroy Haotian, and the method he chooses is to make the whole world go crazy with him, or even destroy it.

This method is **** and cruel. //// But it is correct.

If Haotian knew that there was such a person, just because he wanted to resurrect his wife in the tomb, he came up with such a crazy idea. Probably will tremble?

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Ning Que took Sang Sang and wandered around the world as a child, not much patience, so when Sang Sang could do something a little. [Ye * zi] [Yu * you] He kept teaching her a word.

"I do my own thing."

Then things in the world should be done by people, and everyone should do it together.

Ning Que opened his eyes and found that he was still standing on Fengxue Long Street.

He didn't know if he had woken up or was still in a dream.

He looked at the wounded on the street who refused to grunt, and looked at the bodies of ordinary people. Looking at the two stubborn and stubborn teenagers who were seriously injured, they wanted to understand many things.

Changan City is not a city, it is a person, it is everyone who lives in the city.

The strength of the world comes from everyone who lives here.

Several people, dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, tens of millions.

Everyone's wishes and desires are a kind of strength.

Tens of thousands of people, together is the strength of the world.

This power is endless, can change the face of the world, and can resist the passage of time.

This kind of power is a **** wave at the lotus life.

This strength is the trace left by the sword at the uncle's place.

This power is at the Confucius's place, it is the desire to break the sky.

But that is not all of this power.

Liansheng could not be recognized by this power, or he had no chance to mobilize this power.

Uncle Xiaoshi has thousands of people to go, and he is unparalleled, so he is alone.

Confucius is a teacher of all ages, but he forgets that ink rolls always need to be written by the students themselves.

Master Yan Se spent his whole life searching for the word.

That word represents human power.

But as the subject once said, that word is too heavy.

How can the wishes of thousands of people not be heavy.

And how can the wishes of thousands of people be the same?

So no one can write that word.

Even the Master can't write it.

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At this time, Ning Que finally saw the word clearly. []

He saw many people on Suzaku Street.

Thousands of ordinary people came together for the same purpose.

They used flesh and blood to build a new city wall.

Zhizhi, at this time, really became a city.

Thousands of people here, their wishes and desires are so strongly consistent.

This room is part of the world.

For Changan City, this is the most desperate and angry moment.

It was the best moment to write that word.

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The question that Ning Que needs to think about now is, how to write that word? Seeing that word does not mean that you can write that word. Just like when he first boarded an old library, he looked at the precious books full of bookshelves, and at the words that he had seen countless times, not to mention, he couldn't even remember.

He remembered the three months of rafting on the sea and the teacher's conversations.

Confucius said that Haotian is not the world itself, but the most fundamental set of rules in the world.

Confucius said that when rules govern the world, the world is stable and tedious. Only when new forces emerge and break the old rules can the world regain its vitality and be interesting.

Confucius said that man is the greatest product of this world, because man has wisdom and can inherit it, and man has the instinctive will to confront or even break the fundamental rules of this world.

That willingness is so stubborn and powerful, it can be called craving.

Therefore, the world and Haotian will inevitably go against each other until they win or lose.

In the past history of this world, Haotian has won countless victories, and there have been countless long nights in the world, and those inherited wisdoms have fallen in the cold and eternal night.

But the world will always recover again and challenge again.

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It is daytime now. The sky is naturally white.

Snow falling from the sky is also white.

Suzaku Street in the snow is white.

The blood accumulated on the street gradually became black.

The Tang people who fell in the pool of blood were all dressed in dark clothes.

The bricks, iron pots, and night pots scattered on the street are dirty and black.

Since Haotian chose white, the world chose black.

In the eyes of Ning Que, this world has become black and white.

Light and darkness. Holy and pickled.

Black and white world. In his eyes became a minimalist picture.

It turned into two absolutely parallel straight lines, looked at indifferently, never willing to approach.

When the two lines are shortened, there is a length.

This is Ning Que's familiar pattern, which is the first rune he learned: two characters.

Immediately afterwards, one of the straight lines suddenly deflected. Stabbed into another line.

This is his second rune enlightened by the lake last night: the character.

When two straight lines touch, the two worlds are connected, but they cannot merge. Fierce conflict began.

A stern cutting meaning, as if to cut the entire space.

Unlike Master Yan's well character, well character has its own rules. There is a calm area, and the characters are spreading towards the borders, growing like wild grass.

The character is very powerful. Apart from cutting, the two worlds can communicate with each other. There is a constant meaning in itself, which represents the balance between the world and Haotian.

But this is not what Ning Que wants, nor is it needed by Changan City today.

Looking at the character on the snowy street, he seemed to see countless wild grasses, as if he saw two dry woods, and more like sawing a hatchet inserted in the fertile field.

Two pieces of firewood were not strong enough, and one piece of firewood slowly collapsed.

There was a hand holding the knife handle, and he wanted to draw the hatchet out of the field.

A stone with moss suddenly appeared in the wild grass.

That was the stone at the bottom of Daming Lake in front of the gate of Mozong Mountain.

When Uncle Xiao broke the blocks, he cut two sword marks on each stone.

Two sword marks, one word.

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Ning Que really woke up.

He is no stranger to this kind of situation. He had similar experience when looking at the sword marks left by Uncle Xiao in the gate of Mozong Mountain, and facing the statue of Shizun in the Lanke Temple.

Today, he was very contemplative on Snow Street, but he gained a lot. Even if some are not available to him now, as long as he can survive, he will surely become the most precious wealth on his way to practice.

He knew that something had happened.

Then he heard Chao Er break your grandma.

Then he heard the master and asked his brother: Who can Cang Tian spare?

He once heard this sentence.

In Mozong Mountain Gate, Lian Sheng once asked him the same thing.

At the time, his answer was: If people decide to win the sky, why should the sky come to spare?

But today he didn't want to answer that.

There are hundreds of old and weak women and children separated from him.

For him, these old and weak women and children are ten million people.

Passing through these tens of millions of people, he looked at the eyes of the Lord and said, "If the sky does not follow, it will be destroyed."

Compared with the answer to Liansheng, his answer is more calm and affirmative today.

Not because he had the confidence to defeat the subjective idea, nor because he wanted to express his arrogance, but because he really wanted to understand the truth in it, so calm.

Because people's hearts are free, and heaven must not follow, then there is nothing but heaven.

Whether it will win or lose, this matter is always to be done.

Because of this, this is the truth of the academy.

After saying this, he held the knife handle and prepared to pull Park knife from the ground.

With this action ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ the slowly rotating liquid in his abdomen exploded violently, spraying everywhere, the aura grows wildly like a weed, swinging his waist.

Changan City sensed the changes on the snowy street.

Countless heaven and earth vitality, as the wind and snow fell, poured into his body through the array of pestle.

His breath changed abruptly, and he began to climb towards the pinnacle of Zhiming Realm.

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(Note: The dog at home is sick with urine and blood, and ran outside for a day. It was not a complaint, but it was updated very late. Explain to everyone. The second chapter continues to write, I hope to write it before two o'clock. In addition, I strongly feel The second chapter of the chapters of the devil is worth revisiting. About Ning Que Ting Sang Sang: Doing Your Own Things ... This is a sentence taught by a kindergarten teacher when my niece was a child. At that time, whenever I wanted to When doing anything for her, she always said to me very seriously: Do your own thing, and vice versa. I love her very much, I miss her at this time, my dear, I know you will see this Yes, say hello to your classmates.)