(Many readers probably didn't see the author's announcement. It was written in the author's information at the beginning of the book. I was afraid that you didn't see it, so I wanted to remind you that I have moved to the introduction: For thousands of years, having the freedom to eat meat and the ability to eat meat is the goal that we, the spirits of all living things, strive for.)
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All of a sudden, the old monk's extremely long white eyebrows fluttered without any wind. He was not floating like an immortal, but inexplicably irritable. His eyes widened and his skinny hand rubbed the girl's hair hard. He shouted, "How can there be any reason in this world?"
"I am the Great Divine Priest of Judgment and once sat on the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade. I am the High Priest of the Devil's Doctrine and can choose a suzerain. I am the Protector of the Front Gate of the Buddhism Sect and can serve tens of thousands of monks. How glorious and proud have I been in my life? How can there be any reason in this world?
"Look at this dirty world. Who knows how many mediocre idiots are living in it? Don't you feel that the air you breathe is so dirty and stinky? Don't you feel that breathing is extremely uncomfortable when you have a thief who has been silent for so many years? It is natural for people to eat meat in this world. Eating pigs, dogs, chickens, and heaven and earth. How can there be any reason! "
Ning Que suddenly said, "But this does not include eating people."
The old monk fell silent again. After some time, the merciful aura returned to him. He said thoughtfully and slowly, "Yes, there is always some reason in this world. It is just that the level of reason is different. In my opinion, the way you and I exist in this world is the combination of our own ways of understanding the world. After that night of bitter rain in the tomb, I have been trying hard to understand the true origin of the world. In the end, I changed the way I exist in this world. Finally, I want to change this world and find the world that I can no longer return to. "
"When I was enlightened and debated in the Lanke Temple, the hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace praised my eloquence and invited me to enter the Devil's Doctrine on behalf of the Central Plains Orthodox Sects. However, he did not know that I was actually a member of the Devil's Doctrine from the day I was born."
A child-like smile appeared on the old monk's skinny face. There were no teeth in his parted lips, so he looked more like a baby that had just been born. He gave off a feeling of innate purity, and even his mockery was so naive.
"I only pursue power and find a way to change the world. I don't care about the difference between Taoism and Demonic Dao, nor do I care about who wins or loses. The reason why I'm willing to come to the Devil Sect is because I want to see the lost Heavenly Book."
"However, the 'Ming' Handscroll was not in the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine. The people of the Devil's Doctrine hiding in the mountains, hiding in the countries of the Central Plains like rats, and fanning the flames like women, disgusted me, so I left again."
The old monk's face showed a strong look of mockery and disgust. He was like a woman in the marketplace who looked at other people selling vinegar with two bowls of water, full of pride and disdain.
"I went to the Great River of the South Jin Kingdom, to the Yuelun Kingdom, and finally to the west, to the faraway Unknown Place. In the Xuankong Temple, I finally heard the preaching of the chief monk, saw the clear Buddha light, and heard the deafening words of Buddha. However, after a few years, I finally realized that the monks in the Xuankong Temple were just some filthy things. The so-called words of Buddha were deliberately mystifying, and they were no different from the fortune-tellers on the streets of the Kingdom of Song. What was even more disgusting was that the Buddhism Sect cultivated themselves so that they could only wait humbly in the face of the transfer of fate. How could they reach the other side like this?"
The old monk's white eyebrows floated up and then fell back down. His eyes were full of dissatisfaction, like a young scholar who stopped the Prime Minister's sedan chair on the road and asked how to pull himself together if the country was not at peace. Obviously, his impression of the Unknown Place of the Buddhism Sect was much better than his impression of the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine. However, he was still angry at the other party's lack of ambition.
"Finally, I returned from the Wilderness and officially accepted the invitation of the hierarch to secretly join the West-Hill Divine Palace. With the help of my trusted followers in the Devil's Doctrine, I killed two extremely stupid elders. Only then did I reveal my identity and sit on the black jade throne of judgment."
Ning Que and Mo Shanshan had been listening in silence. Finally, they could not help but ask, "Since you are a member of the Devil's Doctrine, why did you help the West-Hill Divine Palace to kill your own elders?"
"If I didn't do that, how could I win the trust of Haotian Taoism? If I didn't do that, how could that shabby temple let me, a successor of the Xuankong Temple, read their treasured books? However, that shabby temple was extremely stingy. Even though I did so many things for Haotian Taoism, they only let me read the "Ri" Handscroll and the "Sha" Handscroll. "
The old monk said coldly, "Even though I only read two volumes of the Tomes of Arcane, they are indeed extraordinary. I thought I had finally found the right place and had the opportunity to understand the real world. However, after staying on Peach Mountain for a few days, I found that the West-Hill Divine Palace is a group of cowardly idiots."
He suddenly looked down and saw that Ye Hongyu's eyes were already filled with anger. He knew that his mockery of the West-Hill Divine Palace had angered the girl. He could not help but laugh and said, "Poor child, am I wrong to say that? Hundreds of millions of Haotian disciples in the world only know about the Divine Hall but not the Zhishou Abbey. Those sitting in the White Temples on Peach Mountain should know what they should do if they had the courage and backbone. But how did they do it? They look high and mighty, but in the end, they are being ordered around by a shabby Taoist temple. "
Thinking of the cyan robe in that shabby Taoist temple, the old monk's expression slightly froze. Then he said mockingly, "They are all a group of dogs. So what if it is that shabby Taoist temple? After all, they are still dogs raised by Haotian! Haha … they are all dogs! "
Arrogant laughter burst out from his dried lips that were stained with blood. The old monk's white eyebrows flew up as if they were dancing. He was full of heroic spirit and looked like a young swordsman who was walking in the countryside with a sword in hand, looking for injustice.
The slightly hoarse but full of heroic laughter echoed in the quiet and dim room. Ning Que stared blankly at the old monk who was leaning forward and backward on the White Bones Mountain as if he would fall at any time. He could clearly feel the wild meaning in the laughter. He could not help but think that this person was indeed qualified to call Youngest Uncle a friend back then. It was indeed somewhat reasonable.
"After walking in the world for so many years and searching for so many years, there are still dogs everywhere. After thinking about it, I still think that the Great Divine Priest of Light who founded the Devil's Doctrine was interesting, so I returned to the Devil's Doctrine."
The old monk said indifferently, "However, I did not expect that after so many years, the Devil's Doctrine is still as dirty as it was back then. The good-for-nothing who occupied the position of Suzerain became more and more senile and muddle-headed. He even wanted to abolish the inheritance of the Saintess of the Devil's Doctrine because he could not bear to part with his own daughter. The rest of the people were even more immersed in the boring pleasure of killing. They were as boring as beasts."
"At this time, I finally found a glimmer of hope in the Front Gate. It was a little boy. I saw in him the possibility of reviving the Devil's Doctrine and changing the whole world. However, it was a pity that I killed his father in order to establish my authority after returning to the Front Gate. Therefore, he did not believe anything I said at all. I brought back so many wonderful skills from the holy land of Buddhism and Taoism, but he refused to learn them. Instead, he insisted on learning the Twenty-Three-year Cicada Cultivation that had no hope of success!"
The old monk recalled the past and shouted angrily, "My only hope was shattered again. What should I do? Finally, I thought of a way. I wanted to destroy the world, the Devil's Doctrine, Buddhism and Taoism, and let the world return to peace. However, from the scorched earth, new shoots would grow. Only then could I succeed! "
Ning Que looked at the old monk who was almost crazy and suddenly asked, "What do you want the world to become? Or do you want to destroy the world because you can't stand the sight of it? "
The old monk gradually restrained his anger and regained his calmness. He said, "You have not even seen what the world looks like. How are you qualified to discuss the transformation of the world with me?"
After a moment of silence, Ning Que said, "Since you have traveled all over the world to find a way to change the world, why did you not go to the Academy? I think the Academy back then should not be worse than the places you have studied. "
The old monk said after a long silence, "There is already a guy called Ke Haoran in the Academy."
Ning Que stared into his eyes and said, "So it is not to change the world at all. You are just jealous of my Youngest Uncle. You want to make yourself stronger and defeat him. However, you could not do it. In the end, you fell into despair and wanted the whole world to die with you. "
The old monk was slightly stunned and then laughed as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world. He rubbed his shriveled abdomen with his empty hand and said, "Why would I be jealous of a madman?"
Ning Que did not laugh. He looked at him calmly and said, "You are a madman."
The old monk was silent and then sighed softly. He said, "You are right. I am indeed a little jealous. People like me, who cultivate both Taoism and Diabolism, can become a Bhadanta in the Xuankong Temple, a Divine Priest in the Peach Mountain, and the most powerful Great Priest in the Devil's Doctrine. I don't have the right to be humble. I always thought that I was a peerless figure in a thousand years, but who would have thought that I would meet a guy who is even more incredible than me. "
The old monk sighed and said, "I once learned the Lotus Imprint of Xuankong Temple and comprehended it on my own as if I was born. I once learned the Confinement Formation of Peach Mountain and could trap everything in the world with a wave of my fingers. I am proficient in all the skills of the seven sects and twenty-eight schools of the Devil's Doctrine and even the Practice of Tao Tie that had been lost for a long time. I even read two volumes of the Tomes of Arcane and comprehended Haotian's Divine Will. If it wasn't for the fact that I didn't want to be a dog, I could have Tianqi at any time. Do you think I am a cultivation genius?"
Every time Ning Que heard a sentence, his heart trembled. He thought carefully that he had never seen such a powerful cultivator in his life. Even Master Yan Se and Second Brother seemed to be far inferior to him. It seemed that such a person was not a cultivation genius.
He said honestly, "You are truly proficient in all techniques. You are indeed an extraordinary person."
The old monk laughed at himself and said, "Then do you know how many skills Ke Haoran knows?"
Ning Que was silent.
The old monk shook his head slowly and said, "He only knows one."
Ning Que said in surprise, "One?"
The old monk said calmly, "Ke Haoran only knows how to use a sword. From the wooden sword that looked like children fighting with each other to the sword that broke through the clouds, they were all his Haoran Sword."
Ning Que looked at the mottled sword marks on the walls around the room and thought in confusion. If Youngest Uncle only knew how to use the Haoran Sword, then how could he set up such a powerful Confinement Formation and trap someone like Lotus for decades?
The old monk seemed to have sensed his and Mo Shanshan's doubts and said with a smile, "You said that I am truly proficient in all techniques. Then let me tell you, Ke Haoran is truly proficient in one technique and all techniques. He only knows how to use a sword in his life, but he can transform the sword style into all the Taoism in the world. The Confinement Formation in this room is one such example."
One sword transformed into thousands of Taoism in the world!
Ning Que was shocked and speechless. He wondered how many years it would take for him to reach such a state.
The old monk said with a smile, "It is really helpless to meet such a person."
"Ke Haoran is not as good-looking as I am. The stupid donkey that he rides is not as good as my horse. His feet sweat so much that they stink when he takes off his shoes. But he likes to pick his feet when he sits down. He has a bad temper too. He even quarreled with the Headmaster for three days and three nights just for a bowl of braised pork. He is such a person, but the world only looks at him. When I travel with him, the world only looks at him. No matter how many shocking things I do, the world only looks at him. "
The old monk smiled bitterly and raised his left hand to make a single lotus print in front of his chest. He gently stroked Ye Hongyu's head as if he was spoiling a child and continued, "I want to do earth-shattering things because I am jealous of him. But the main reason is that I want to find a way to the Nirvana Realm. No matter what I do, he always stands in front of me. So I have to think of a way to kill him."
"But he still saw through your plot," Ning Que said.
The old monk sighed and said, "At that time, Wei Guangming almost saw through me. I had no choice but to hide in the Devil's Doctrine. But I did not expect Ke Haoran to see through what happened in the Lanke Temple and chase after me. At that time, I did not care much about it. I always thought that by gathering the power of the Devil's Doctrine, I would be able to kill him. I was even happy about his arrival and prepared to welcome his death."
"Before that, I had never fought with Ke Haoran. I knew he was strong, but I always thought that even if he was the strongest in the world, so what? But I did not expect him to be so strong. "
The old monk said coldly, "He won because he was strong. People in the Devil's Doctrine can accept this logic. I can accept losing to him. Even if he killed me with a sword, I would not have any complaints. But he should not have spared me. "
"He should not have spared me!"
The old monk's skinny face suddenly twisted. His deep eyes were like ghost fire, spewing out hatred. His hoarse voice seemed to come from the Underworld as he shouted, "He destroyed my lifelong cultivation and threw me into this dark room. He used my favorite Confinement to seal all the Qi of Heaven and Earth, and suppressed me like a monster in this place where I can never see the blue sky for the rest of my life! He made me suffer eternal loneliness and despair! "
"Who can endure decades of isolation and loneliness? Do you know the despair of looking at the light outside the temple every day and counting the days but never counting the end? Do you know how terrible the punishment is to only look at these four walls for decades? Do you know that when a person stays alone for a long time, even silence will become the most terrible torture? "
The old monk stared at Ning Que's face with hatred, as if he was looking at the face of that person. His breathing became abnormally rapid because of his agitation, and his voice became more mournful and sorrowful, just like how he felt at that time.
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