Nightfall Chapter 128: The land (top)
Break the evil old world and build a beautiful new world. It sounds simple. In fact, for the "world" itself, this is the biggest thing, and the world is the biggest for people, so Whether it is breaking the old world or building a new world, it has become the biggest thing.
The biggest thing is naturally the most difficult. Just like the things that the Lord is doing now, no one has done it before. No one has done what Ning Que wants to do before. Lian Sheng had only a simple and **** idea back then. , Has never come to the link of practice, so even if he prepares more, he doesn't know how to proceed.
Yes, he has been preparing for several years. For a lifetime, several years are not short, but compared with the grand proposition of breaking the world, it is short and ridiculous.
And he never made up his mind.
Because the gods representing the old world are in his arms.
The destruction of the old world inevitably means Sangsang's death. He and she have been discussing this issue many years ago, and have not found a viable third way, so they have fallen in love and killed each other.
Let Sangsang die and save the world?
Ning Que would not do it. If he was the kind of moral madman or a martyr, he would not flee the world with her seriously ill, and his hands were stained with the blood of innocent people.
He remembered a very famous poem in that world.
"Life is precious, love is more expensive, if it is for freedom, both can be thrown away."
If it was Jun Mo, he would definitely throw away his life for freedom, and Ke Haoran had already thrown it away. If it is Ye Hongyu, love can definitely be thrown away for freedom. And Liansheng has been thrown away.
Ning Que didn't want to throw anything. He has always been very greedy, very shameless, and more precisely, very stingy. What he always thought about was another very famous poem in that world.
"The world is safe and secure, and it will live up to the Tathagata and the Qing."
Except for the truly compassionate monks in Lanke Temple, he, like the second brother, has no affection for Buddhism. Naturally, the word Tathagata in this poem needs to be replaced by the word "man-age".
How can we live up to the world and live up to Sangsang?
Ning Que didn't know.
Sangsang leaned against his arms and suddenly stretched out his arms. Hugged him.
She held him tightly. Those golden dust particles oozing out of their bodies and the looming afterimages were constantly struggling between the two bodies, but they were unable to leave for a while.
A warm force entered Ning Que's body, and his thought power followed. Passing through the eye pestle in his hand. The whole city of Chang'an was scattered everywhere.
"Try it. Maybe it will work." Sangsang leaned against his chest and said with his eyes closed.
Like countless times, like in Minshan, in Weicheng, in Chang'an, in Xiling. No matter what little maid she is or Haotian, she is the final decision.
She made up her mind, but today, Ning Que is not as obedient as before.
"You will die."
Sangsang closed his eyes and said calmly: "You have lived with me for so many years, enough."
Ning Que was silent for a moment and said, "Aren't you afraid?"
Sangsang's voice trembled slightly: "I'm afraid."
Ning Que smiled slightly and said, "Then I will accompany you."
Sangsang opened his eyes, looked at him, and wanted to say something.
Ning Que looked at her calmly and said, "In the monastery of Lanke Temple, I said, if you die, I really don’t want to live anymore, so let me die with you." /
Sangsang thought for a while and said, "Will you meet in the next life?"
Ning Que laughed and asked, "When was the first time we met?"
Sangsang was a little puzzled: "Isn't it the day you picked me?"
"No, it was the day you were just born..."
Ning Que said: "In the wood shed in the doctor’s office that day, I killed the steward and the young master and hid in the well. It took a long time before I dared to get up. I was hungry, looking for food everywhere, and then ...I saw you."
"So it's like that." She looked a little confused.
"...At the Red Lotus Temple, I was about to be killed by Long Qing, leaning on the side of the car, you were in the car, and we were separated by the carriage, only half a step. I thought that in the next life we would only have half a step. , So it is convenient for me to find you, you see, I never doubt whether I can meet you in my next life."
Ning Que said: "Because God is destined to be together forever."
Sangsang said: "This is really the oldest and most touching love story."
Ning Que kissed her on the forehead and said, "Because you only need to be willing."
Heaven is destined, and she is willing.
"I do."
Sangsang said with a smile, his eyes a little wet.
She forgot that this was the first time she wanted to cry after she came to the world.
But it seems to be related to this man every time.
Ning Que asked: "Are you still afraid?"
Sangsang said: "I'm still afraid, but I can be with you."
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She is very weak, but she is still Haotian. When she decided to do this, the whole world felt her will. More precisely, it was Ning Que who told the whole world of her will.
They hugged tightly, like that night many years ago. When they came back from the Kaiping market, Ning Que saw a book about spiritual practice for the first time-Taishang induction chapter, then fell into a deep sleep, hugged her tightly in his arms as he was used to, and he did A dream, dreaming of a sea.
That was Ning Que's first encounter.
As long as Sangsang is in his arms, he can perceive the whole world.
At the same time, the whole world also perceives him.
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The cliff in front of Xiling Temple is already a sea of blood.
Xiong Chumo is dead, He Mingchi is dead.
The people who Ning Que asked to die are all dead.
The middle-aged Taoist stood in front of the cliff stone house, a little lonely.
Ye Hongyu and Cheng Lixue stood in front of the Xiling Temple, and countless people were kneeling on the cliff.
The war between the academy and the Daomen, at least on the secular level, has already been won.
However, just before that moment, there were various visions between the world and the earth, which attracted everyone's attention.
People saw the falling clouds of the East China Sea. I saw the blazing sun, the horrible beam of light on the city of Chang'an, and the light slurry dripping like a waterfall.
Then there was light.
The light is very dazzling, except for a strong like Ye Hongyu, no one can see everything in the world clearly.
Even Ye Hongyu and the middle-aged Taoist narrowed their eyes.
Sangsang's will came to the field with the breeze.
The middle-aged Taoist understands, knowing that she has gotten a new life, and can't help feeling infinitely.
You have worked so hard to guard the world for countless years.
Ye Hongyu also understood, frowning her eyebrows. Said: "A pair of idiots."
Mo Shanshan stood beside her. His face was pale and silent.
In that small town, the butcher put down the knife in his hand, but Jun Mo still held the iron sword.
This is the biggest difference between the two.
The butcher knew that the war had grown to a point where he couldn't even interfere. So let go.
Jun Mo thought. If the younger brother and that girl are dead. If you have not won the master, then it is your turn to fight.
Yellow skirts are dancing in the Tiancai Mountains in the wilderness. Yu Lian kept travelling north without even looking at Chang'an.
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No one can command the whole world, and neither can the Master.
He just represented the world and fought Haotian silently for a whole thousand years.
What Ning Que has to do is to perceive and then try to lead the will of the whole world.
What kind of will is that?
The sun is blazing, and the kingdom of God in the depths of the sky is gradually clearing, and the sky is bright. This is an unprecedented day, and even the blue sky is about to turn into a pure white color.
Light is blind, and few people can open their eyes.
The light is hot, the whole world is shrouded in scorching heat, the South China Sea is steaming, and the remaining snow melts. In the scorching woods, there is a sudden sound of cicadas, and the snow sea in the extreme north. There are signs of defrosting!
It's too hot.
It's too hot to sweat, it's too hot to breathe.
Chang'an City was constantly attacked by the beam of light from the Kingdom of God, but it was sheltered by the Shocking God Formation. It was relatively better than the world outside the city. At least people could open their eyes, but it was still hot.
Li Yu and the young emperor of Tang Dynasty are in the Imperial Study Room. Her dress was already wet with sweat, her breathing became a little heavy, she took her brother by the hand, walked to the window, and pushed the window open.
In the Chunfeng Pavilion, facing the house, sitting facing the old lady and Shangguan Yang Yu, both of them had already stripped off their shirts, showing their skinny and unsightly bodies, and the heat was extremely uncomfortable.
"Can't stand it anymore."
Standing up on crutches towards the old lady, opened all the windows in the room, looked at the smooth flow of the sky like a waterfall, and cursed furiously: "Fuck you grandma, you want to die? "
The heat and cold are the same in the world.
Whether you live on the riverside or the sea, whether there is wind or not, you can't escape the heat wave. The whole world becomes an iron house, with firewood burning outside, making it extremely hot.
The will, is the idea, is what you want to do.
Now, everyone who lives in this world wants a breeze, wants to open the window and open the door. If the sultry iron house has no doors or windows, you can only break it.
Ning Que sensed the thoughts of hundreds of millions of people and knew that it was the will of the world.
Hundreds of millions of people's thought power, whether from the end of the world or from the corners of the sea, rushed toward the city of Chang'an and entered the horror formation.
Ning Que couldn't bear the power of thought of this order of magnitude.
Sangsang took the eyeball from him.
The majestic power of thought from all over the world entered her body through the eye stick.
She is Ning Que's destiny.
She has it, but Ning Que has it.
The academy in the south of Chang'an city was also extremely hot at this time.
The scholar in front of the cliff cave was also soaked in clothes, but he didn't notice anything. He was still in a daze at the sea of books and mountains on the table, thinking about what the Lord said before.
The scholar is ultimately useless?
Useless as a scholar?
The more the scholar thinks, the more angry, the more he thinks, the more lost.
He stretched out his hands angrily and pushed down the book on the table.
The books left the table, but did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air.
In the cliff cave, countless books have also left the shelf and floated into the air.
"It turns out that this is the case."
The scholar understood, and his old face showed an innocent smile, and finally let go.
"Go, let him know that words are powerful."
Countless books left the cliff cave of the academy and flew to the wall of Chang'an like a flock of birds.
The collection of books in the academy is vast, there are rare classics, and there are also popular readings like Liangjing Zaji. The number is difficult to calculate. At this time, it was surrounded by Chang'an City in the air!
"Useless is a scholar, is this what you said?"
Ning Que looked at the master and said, "Then I will write a word for you to see."
Before speaking, he raised his arm, gripped his fingers, and held an invisible pen.
Where is the ink?
How much ink does he need to write such a big word?
The countless books floating in the air outside the Chang'an city wall suddenly merged together.
Books, not paper.
Books are calligraphic paper.
There are words in the book.
The words are written in ink.
There are countless ink characters in countless books.
What Ning Que wants to use is the ink left by countless predecessors.
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