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Chapter 1154

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Breaking the evil old world and building a beautiful new world sounded simple, but in fact, for the 'world' itself, this was the biggest thing, and for people, the world was the biggest. Therefore, whether it was breaking the old world or building a new world, it became the biggest thing.

The biggest thing was naturally the most difficult. Just like what the Abbey Dean was doing now had never been done before, what Ning Que wanted to do had never been done before. Lian Sheng only had a simple and bloody idea back then, but he had never put it into practice. Therefore, no matter how much preparation he had made, he did not know how to start.

Yes, he had been preparing for several years. For a lifetime, several years was not a short time. But compared with the grand proposition of breaking the world, it was a little ridiculous.

And he had never made up his mind.

Because the deity that represented the old world was in his arms.

The destruction of the old world would inevitably mean the death of Sangsang. Many years ago, he and she had been discussing this problem, but they had never found a feasible third way. So they loved and killed each other until now.

Should he let Sangsang die to save the world?

Ning Que would not do that. If he were a moral maniac or a martyr, he would not have carried her on his back and fled all over the world. His hands were stained with the blood of the innocent.

He remembered there was a famous poem in that world.

"Life is precious, but love is even more valuable. For freedom, both can be abandoned."

If it was Jun Mo, he would definitely abandon his life for freedom. But Ke Haoran had already abandoned it. If it was Ye Hongyu, she would definitely abandon love for freedom. But Lotus had already abandoned it.

Ning Que did not want to abandon anything. He had always been greedy and shameless. To be more precise, he was very stingy. He had always been thinking about another famous poem in that world.

"How can the world be perfect? Don't let the Buddha down, don't let you down."

Except for those truly merciful monks in the Lanke Temple, he and Second Brother did not have any good feelings for the Buddhism Sect. The Buddha in this poem naturally had to be replaced with the word "human".

How could he not let the human world or Sangsang down?

Ning Que did not know.

Sangsang leaned against his chest and suddenly stretched out her arms to hug him.

She hugged him very tightly. The golden dust that seeped out from her body and the faintly discernible afterimage kept struggling between the two of them. It wanted to leave but couldn't for a moment.

A warm power entered Ning Que's body. His Psyche Power rose and spread to the human world through the array eye pestle in his hand.

"Let's try. Maybe we can succeed." Sangsang leaned on his chest and said with her eyes closed.

Just like countless times in Min Mountain, the City of Wei, Chang 'an, and the West-Hill, no matter whether she was a little handmaiden or Haotian, she was the one who ultimately decided everything.

She had made up her mind. But today, Ning Que was not as obedient as before.

"You will die."

Sangsang closed her eyes and said calmly, "You've lived with me for so many years. That's enough."

After a moment of silence, Ning Que said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Sangsang said in a trembling voice, "I'm scared."

Ning Que smiled and said, "Then I will accompany you."

Sangsang opened her eyes and looked at him, wanting to say something.

Ning Que looked at her and said calmly, "In the Lanke Temple, I said that if you died, I really didn't want to live anymore. So let me die with you."

Sangsang thought for a moment and said, "Can we meet in the next life?"

Ning Que laughed and asked, "When was the first time we met?"

Sangsang was a little confused, "Wasn't it the day you picked me up?"

"No, it was the day you were born …"

Ning Que said, "That day in the woodshed of the Official of Counsel's mansion, I hid in the well after killing the steward and the young master. I didn't dare to get up for a long time. I was very hungry and looked everywhere for something to eat. Then … I saw you. "

"I see." She looked a little confused.

"… In the Red Lotus Temple, I was about to be killed by Long Qing. I leaned against the side of the carriage and you were in the carriage. There was only half a step between us. I thought that in the next life, we would only be half a step apart. That way, it would be easier for me to find you. You see, I never doubted whether I could meet you in the next life."

Ning Que said, "Because we are destined to be together forever."

Sangsang said, "This is really the most cliché but also the most touching words of love."

Ning Que kissed her forehead and said, "Because you only need to be willing."

Destiny meant that she was willing.

"I do."

Sangsang said with a smile and her eyes were a little wet.

She forgot how many times she wanted to cry since she came to the human world.

But it seemed that it was related to this man every time.

Ning Que asked, "Are you still afraid?"

Sangsang said, "Still afraid, but I can be with you."





She was very weak, but she was still Haotian. When she decided to do this, the whole human world felt her will. To be more precise, it was Ning Que who told her will to the whole human world.

They hugged each other tightly, just like that night many years ago. When they came back from the Kaiping market, Ning Que read the first book about cultivation — the Article on the Response of the Tao. Then he fell into a deep sleep and held her tightly in his arms as usual. Then he had a dream. He dreamed of a sea.

That was Ning Que's First Awareness.

As long as Sangsang was in his arms, he could feel the whole world.

At the same time, the whole world could feel him.





The cliff yard in front of the Divine Halls of West-Hill was already a sea of blood.

Xiong Chumo was dead. He Mingchi was dead.

Those whom Ning Que asked to die were all dead.

The middle-aged priest stood in front of the stone house on the cliff yard, looking a little lonely.

Ye Hongyu and Cheng Lixue stood in front of the Divine Halls of West-Hill. Countless people were kneeling on the cliff yard.

The war between the Academy and Taoism had already ended, at least in the secular world.

However, just a moment ago, there was a strange phenomenon that attracted everyone's attention.

People saw the curtain of clouds falling from the East Sea, the blazing sun, the horrible light pillar above Chang 'an City, and the light that flowed like a waterfall.

Then there was light.

The light was dazzling. Except for powerhouses like Ye Hongyu, no one could see anything in the human world.

Even Ye Hongyu and the middle-aged priest squinted their eyes.

Sangsang's will came to the field with the wind.

The middle-aged priest knew that she was reborn and couldn't help but sigh.

You've been guarding the human world for thousands of years.

Ye Hongyu also understood. She frowned and said, "What a pair of idiots."

Mo Shanshan stood beside her. Her face was pale, and she was silent.

In that small town, the Butcher put down his knife, but Jun Mo was still holding the iron sword.

That was the biggest difference between the two.

The Butcher knew that the war had developed to the point that he couldn't intervene, so he let go.

But Jun Mo thought that if the Youngest Brother and the girl died and the Abbey Dean couldn't be defeated, it would be his turn to fight.

In the Tianqi Mountains of the Wilderness, Yu Lian's yellow dress was fluttering in the wind. She kept heading north and did not even look at Chang 'an.





No one could command the entire human world, not even the Headmaster.

He only represented the human world and fought against Haotian for thousands of years.

What Ning Que wanted to do was to sense and then try to lead the will of the entire human world.

What kind of will was that?

The sun was burning. The Divine Kingdom deep in the sky was getting clearer. The world was bright. It was a day that had never been seen before. Even the blue sky was turning pure white.

The light made people blind. Few could still open their eyes.

The light made people hot. The entire human world was enveloped in heat. The Great Swamp was steaming, the South Sea was surging, and the remaining snow was melting. Cicadas suddenly chirped in the wilted forest. The sea of snow in the Cold Region of the Far North actually showed signs of thawing!

It was too hot.

It was too hot to sweat, too hot to breathe.

Chang 'an was constantly attacked by the light pillars from the Divine Kingdom. But with the protection of the God-stunning Array, it was relatively better than the world outside the city. At least people could open their eyes. But it was still very hot.

Li Yu and the young emperor of Tang were in the imperial study. Her dress was already wet with sweat and her breathing became heavy. She held her brother's hand, walked to the window and opened it.

In the Spring Breeze Pavilion, Old Master Chao and Shangguan Yangyu sat opposite each other. Both of them had taken off their shirts, revealing their skinny and ugly bodies. The heat was unbearable.

"I can't stand it anymore."

Old Master Chao stood up with the support of his walking stick and pushed open all the windows in the room. Looking at the waterfall of light in the sky, he cursed furiously, "F * ck your grandmother, are you trying to kill me with the heat?"

The human world was experiencing the same cold and heat.

No matter if one lived by the river or by the sea, no matter if there was wind or not, they could not escape the heat wave. The whole world became an iron house with firewood burning outside. It was extremely stuffy.

The will was the thought and what one wanted to do.

Now, everyone living in this world wanted a cool breeze, to open the window and to open the door. If the stuffy iron house had no doors or windows, then they could only break it.

Ning Que sensed the thoughts of billions of people and knew that it was the will of the human world.

The Psyche Power of billions of people, no matter where they came from, rushed toward Chang 'an and entered the God-stunning Array.

Ning Que could not withstand such a large amount of Psyche Power.

Sangsang took the array eye pestle from his hand.

The majestic Psyche Power from all over the human world entered her body through the array eye pestle.

She was Ning Que's Natal Item.

If she had it, then Ning Que had it.

The Academy in the south of Chang 'an was also unbearably hot at this time.

The scholar in front of the cliff cave was also soaked, but he did not feel it at all. He was still staring at the books on the table and thinking about what the Abbey Dean had said.

"A scholar is useless in the end?"

"A useless scholar?"

The more the scholar thought about it, the angrier and more disappointed he became.

He angrily stretched out his hands and pushed the books off the table.

Those books left the table, but did not fall to the ground. Instead, they floated in the air.

In the cliff cave, countless books also left the bookshelves and floated in the air.

"So, that's what happened."

The scholar understood. An innocent smile appeared on his old face. He finally felt relieved.

"Go, let him know that words themselves have power."

Countless books left the cliff cave of the Academy and flew to the city wall of Chang 'an like flocks of birds.

The Academy had a vast collection of books, including rare classics and common books such as the miscellaneous notes of the two capitals. It was hard to calculate the number of books. At this time, they actually surrounded Chang 'an in the air!

"A useless scholar, is that what you said?"

Ning Que looked at the Abbey Dean and said, "Then I will write a word for you."

Before his voice died away, he raised his arm and grasped an invisible pen with his fingers.

Where was the ink?

How much ink did he need to write such a big word?

Outside the city wall of Chang 'an, countless books floating in the air suddenly merged together.

Books, not paper.

Books were writing paper.

There were words in the books.

Those words were written in ink.

There were innumerable words in the countless books.

Ning Que wanted to use the ink left by countless predecessors.





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