Nightfall Chapter 62: Sangsang’s laugh

Ning Que said: "In fact, fighting with people... is also a very interesting thing."

The master glanced at him, and said, "It's really worthless."

Ning Que laughed, thinking that he is not a teacher and you are qualified to fight against the heavens. In order to live, fighting with people constantly over the years has long been used to the joy and anger.

The spring breeze entered the car, calm and joyful, and finally freed from death and separation. The people in the carriage relaxed, and then there were complaints, the students complained against the teacher.

"Why have you been reluctant to take action all these years? Is it really because these things are so boring? If you take action, the big brother will not be exhausted like that, and the number of dead people will be much less."

The master held the teacup, sniffed the scent of tea, glanced at Sangsang, and said: "I don't care how many people will die. I just don't know how to choose the right one, which is good for the world."

Ning Que said: "Since you don't care how many people die, why should you care about how the world is good?"

The master said: "If one or two silver falls on the ground in front of you, will you pick it?"

Ning Que and Sangsang looked at each other, saw each other's determination, and said, "Of course they must choose."

The Master was drinking tea, and hearing these words almost burst out. It was a designed course, but I was a little annoyed to think that it could not be smoothly carried out here in Ningque, and said, "I won't pick it!" /

Ning Que saw that the teacher was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to talk too much, and said, "You can pick it if you want."

The master said again: "But if it is ten thousand taels of silver notes falling on the ground, I will definitely pick them."

Ning Que understood what the teacher meant, and thought that this attitude of clearly calculating life and benefits was a bit indifferent, and said with emotion: "I know I am extremely cold-blooded, but I didn't expect the teacher to be a similar person."

The master said: "It's not cold. It's just light. The more I see things, it naturally fades. I have lived for so many years, and my relatives and friends have gradually dispersed. I don't know how many times white-haired people send black-haired people. Death is indifferent, but it is the end of nature. It makes no difference whether you die sooner or later."

Ning Que asked: "Then why have you hesitated for so long, even after so many years, still choose to shoot against Haotian?"

The Master leaned on the couch, looked at the blue sky and white clouds through the skylight, and said: "Because...in the end I still found out that I didn't like Haotian very much, or even hated Haotian?"

Ning Que thought, probably only you in the world are qualified to make such an emotional evaluation of Haotian.

The master retracted his gaze and looked at Ning Que, and said, "Of course, you are my student. I got stuck in this matter too deeply, and that's why I took the shot."

Ning Que was moved by the words, but habitually didn't want to show it. Strongly forbearance.

How could the Master fail to see how he felt at this time. Dissatisfied, said: "It's rare for me to be so brave once, you can't be moved to tears? Have to hold it?"

Ning Que looked at him and said sincerely, "The teacher is mighty."

Thinking of what the Master said is rare to be brave. He asked slightly startled: "Don't you say that fighting against the sky is endless? Rarely brave? Is it your first shot today."

"If you say that shooting means fighting... Yes, today is my first shot against Haotian."

The master put down the teacup and said: "There are many ways to fight. It's not that only fights are fighting. I have fought Haotian for more than a thousand years. I have exhausted all kinds of methods. Only your little uncle is a fool. , He always thinks about fighting with Haotian, and he doesn't want to think about what to do if he loses."

The ending of this sentence is a little long, a little sad and sad.

Ning Que filled the empty teacup with hot tea, took a towel and wanted to dry the tea soup dipped in Laozi's beard, and said with a smile, "Did you just win today?"

The master knocked off his hypocritical hand, angry at his stupidity, and reprimanded: "What I won today is only some manifestations of Haotian's will, not Haotian itself. If this is a victory over Haotian, How did your little uncle die back then? If you let him hear you, he won’t be angry enough to come back to life again!"

Ning Que said brazenly: "The disciple's level is too low, and I still need the teacher to solve my doubts."

"The golden dragon, as well as the bright **** on the golden chariot, are all phantoms created by Haotian Divine Hui. They look scary, but in fact they are not powerful at all."

After saying this, the master put his fingers into the teacup, dipped some hot tea, and flicked it into the air.

The tea drops floated and suspended, reflecting the sunlight coming in through the skylight, forming a tiny golden dragon.

Ning Que looked at this scene, perceiving the light and coercion emanating from the golden dragon in front of him, shocked and unable to speak, wondering how much shock do you want to shock yourself, teacher?

Then he confirmed that what the Master said was right. The golden dragons and the gods of light that appeared in the sky of the wasteland today are enough to kill most practitioners in the world, but if it is the fastest running senior, or That King Kong is not bad for the first lecture, maybe he can really beat the opponent, at least he won't lose too fast.

The carriage ran on the wasteland, the grass was broken and the wild flowers scattered, and the spring breeze came into the window. Sangsang gave a light cough, and Ning Que slightly worried and asked, "Teacher, what should I do next? Sangsang's illness is fine. Right?"

The master flicked his finger again, and the bright golden dragon in the carriage that was vivid and seemed to have real life disappeared instantly, turning into drops of tea and falling on the floor, such as morning dew.

"Light is there, darkness is nothing, and the existence is transformed into nothingness, like hearing the Tao in the blind. Therefore, the Haotian Divine Hui can not be expected to suppress the Pluto brand in her body. Buddhism emphasizes self-realization, and it is still blind. The self-deception of being deaf and incomprehensible still cannot be completely eliminated."

The master looked at Sangsang and said: "I thought about it, and finally decided to use the power of the world to try to keep the Pluto brand in your body in the world, and the light will be with the dust, so that the Pluto will be invisible."

"The hottest, most chaotic and real world, which can make the pure no longer pure, make the cold into warmth, and make the hot as cooking smoke, it is a process in itself."

Ning Que thought for a long time, and realized that with his own wisdom and realm level, it was impossible to figure out these words, and sincerely asked for advice: "Teacher, what is human power? How should we do it?"

"How do I do it? I have done it."

The master was a little surprised, and said: "I beheaded the dragon before, and Ning Hao Tian Shenhui used the light group to enter Sangsang's body to suppress the Pluto brand, and poured the power of the world into it. What do you want me to do?"

Ning Que widened his eyes and asked, "What is the power of the world?"

"I am the human world, and my power is the human power."

The master looked at Sangsang and smiled happily.

Ning Que also laughed, a little silly.

Sangsang smiled as she looked at the old and young laughing, but her smile looked a little weird.

The smile on her face is silly and cute.

The smile in her eyes is indifferent.

She is obviously alone, but she has two smiles.

She was obviously sitting by the window, but she seemed to be sitting on the sky, overlooking the earth.

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