Ning Que flew toward the light with Sangsang in his arms. They had been flying for a long time and the people on the ground of the Wilderness had almost become black dots. The Big Black Horse was almost out of sight.
They were very far from the ground. Logically speaking, nothing could fly here except for flying swords or arrows. It was impossible for someone to reach into the sky and grab his feet, unless that person was very tall.
Ning Que and Sangsang passed through the golden dragon's breath and landed gently on the ground of the Wilderness. He held Sangsang in his arms and looked up. He found that the figure in front of him was indeed very tall.
The man looked at Ning Que and Sangsang with his back to the sky and the Giant Golden Dragon. His face was shrouded in darkness and could not be seen clearly. The edge of his body seemed to be plated with a golden light and seemed to be burning.
The man stood on the ground of the Wilderness and his tall figure seemed to touch the sky.
The man said with a smile, "The choice itself is not necessarily meaningful. But sometimes, our choices can affect the choices of others. That will make things interesting."
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Ning Que had a conversation with a tall man in the illusion of climbing the mountain on the Second floor of the Academy. At that time, he did not see the man's face clearly.
"Between light and darkness, which side will you choose?"
"Why should I choose?"
"How did you choose before?"
"My body is in the darkness, but my heart is in the light."
"I did not expect to see a wild grass swaying in the wind on the wall after so many years."
"You see, I said it was not a must to choose."
"But what if the sky falls?"
"How can the sky fall?"
"What if?"
"Naturally, there will be someone tall enough to handle it … for example, you."
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After climbing the mountain in the Academy, Ning Que found out who the tall man was. Many years later, in the Wilderness where the dream became reality, he found that what he said was so accurate. Even if the sky falls, so what? There would always be someone taller, for example, someone as tall as the teacher.
Ning Que knelt in front of the tall figure and said respectfully, "Headmaster, you are here."
"Well, after thinking about it, I still can't figure it out, so I came."
The Headmaster looked up at the bright light in the sky and the fading night. He left a shade on the Wilderness with his body, covering Ning Que and Sangsang. His black cloak fluttered in the wind as if it was about to burn.
"I've thought about it for more than a thousand years. Which side should I stand on in the war between light and darkness? The problem is that I've never seen Yama and I have no friendship with him. I don't like the cold. I don't like the quiet and boring world that Buddha saw. I don't like Haotian either. I even hate it."
The Headmaster said, "That's why I've always wanted to be an opportunist. All these years, I have been asking you which way you will go, but in fact, I am also asking myself which way I should go. That year, when I asked you in my dream, you said that you also wanted to be a fence-sitter, which really comforted me. It turns out that not choosing is more important. Unfortunately, it's not that easy to be a fence-sitter. A gust of wind can recognize the sturdy grass, but it can also break the sturdy grass. "
Ning Que looked at the Headmaster and said worriedly, "But you still made a choice."
The Headmaster looked at Sangsang and said calmly, "Maybe my choice will eventually be proven wrong. But at least for now, I want to choose this way, so I will choose this way."
Ning Que didn't know what to say. He was very touched and inexplicably sad. He was happy that he had his Headmaster and that he and Sangsang were still alive. But he began to worry about how the Headmaster would face the anger of Haotian.
The Headmaster looked at him and smiled. He continued, "Not choosing is indeed a kind of freedom. But if you don't dare to choose because you are timid, then it is not freedom. Making a choice may not necessarily be meaningful, but it may be meaningful. The reason we live in the human world is not to have meaning, but to have fun. "
The words in this passage were simple, but they carried a deep meaning.
Ning Que didn't need to think much to understand what the Headmaster wanted to say. Because he was a student of the Academy, meaning was the goal, and meaning was the process. The Academy didn't care about the goal, only the process.
Back then, Youngest Uncle held a sword and wanted to fight with Heaven. It was probably because he thought it was very interesting.
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The power of light suppressed the human world. Countless people knelt on the ground, not daring to look directly at the sky. They prayed silently in awe. Anyone who dared to stand had died or was about to die. However, in the brightest place in the Wilderness, there stood a tall man, using his figure to protect the daughter of Yama.
This was a challenge to the dignity of Haotian's Divine Kingdom. It was an unforgivable blasphemy.
The Giant Golden Dragon's calm and indifferent eyes burned with fury. A distant and solemn dragon roar reverberated through the heavens and earth once again, followed by a terrifyingly powerful dragon breath.
Countless blazing Divine Halos mixed with crystal clear golden sand shot out from the dragon's head high up in the sky and attacked the ground of the Wilderness. The power contained in this dragon's breath was even greater than before. Wherever it passed, the air began to burn. A golden and white shadow appeared on the surface of the Wilderness.
Ning Que looked over the Headmaster's shoulder and saw the strange and shocking scene in the sky. He looked at the endless dragon breath with fire and light, and his expression changed slightly. He shouted, "Be careful, Headmaster!"
The Headmaster did not turn around. His back was still facing the sky.
The golden sand fell from the sky and came behind him. Then, it disappeared without a trace. The light and heat between the golden sand disappeared as well, as if nothing had happened.
There seemed to be a lake behind the Headmaster, a hot lake that was about to erupt. There was a sea, the hot sea before the Cold Region of the Far North froze. The dragon breath was like countless ice cubes that were thrown into the hot sea and melted instantly.
All the golden dragon breath that attacked the Headmaster was turned into the finest particles of the world by an invisible force. They melted into this world. This was purification.
This scene looked simple, but it was very strange. No one could understand that the dragon breath, which was the purest Haotian Divine Light and could purify everything in the world, could be purified.
Even cultivators who surpassed the Five States could create their own rules in Haotian's world and have their own world. However, they could not ignore Haotian's rules in Haotian's world.
How did the Headmaster do it?
The people on the Wilderness were all kneeling. No one dared to look up at the bright sky, but they could see what was happening on the Wilderness. They saw the Headmaster appear, saw the Giant Golden Dragon spit dragon's breath at the Headmaster, and saw the terrifying dragon's breath that no human could resist disappear …
Looking at this scene, everyone was shocked to the extreme, to the point that they were unwilling to believe their own eyes, and those who firmly believed that they were not mistaken began to doubt this world.
The Hierarch of the Divine Hall held the divine staff in his hand and knelt on the ground. His figure was still tall, but at this moment, his figure trembled violently. Compared to the tall figure in the Wilderness, he seemed so small, so weak, and so lowly.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation looked at the scene in the Wilderness. The deep wrinkles on his face were twisted in shock. The blood and golden powder in his eyes were peeling off. He murmured, "What state is this?"
The dragon breath was futile and was even purified. The Giant Golden Dragon's eyes revealed extremely complicated emotions. The dragon's body suddenly tightened. This time, it was no longer a distant and majestic dragon roar, but a violent and angry dragon roar!
A strong hurricane roared in the Wilderness. Countless black soil and grass were swept up. Smoke and dust filled the air and gradually obscured one's vision. It seemed to be darker than the previous night in the north.
The Giant Golden Dragon roared and angrily and laboriously squeezed its body out of the clouds. A golden rope dozens of feet thick was tied to the dragon's body. The golden rope was extremely tight, as if it was dragging a heavy object.
After a while, a chariot made of pure gold, pulled by the Giant Golden Dragon, gradually drove out of the clouds and appeared in the sky of the human world!
The golden chariot was extremely huge. If it landed on the ground, the entire Chang 'an would not be able to contain it. The gold was not the gold of the human world. It was so pure and transparent, and its entire body was bright!
The sky was bright, and the smoke and dust on the Wilderness suddenly disappeared. It was as white as snow that had fallen for dozens of days. The space began to shake, and the earth began to shake.
A Divine General stood on the golden chariot.
This Divine General wore armor condensed from Haotian's Divine Flame. He was extremely tall, like a mountain. Compared to him, the stone statue of Buddha that once stood on Tile Mountain was like a small stone man.
This Divine General's face was extremely perfect. He had a natural grace and no flaws could be found. Compared to him, Prince Long Qing, who was once known as the West-Hill Handsome Son of God, was like a beggar.
This Divine General's expression was extremely cold. His eyes emitted a blazing white Divine Light. He was completely emotionless. He stood in the chariot and looked down at the human world. Wherever his eyes touched, nothingness would disappear.
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Other than the Chief Preaching Monk of Xuankong Temple, the Taoist in indigo on the South Sea, and a few people in the anthill behind the Zhishou Abbey, no one in the human world could see the golden chariot and the Divine General on it.
Ning Que sat in the figure of the Headmaster with Sangsang in his arms. He wore a pair of sunglasses. Although his eyes were stinging, he still opened his eyes wide to look at the scene in the sky. He was shocked speechless.
He knew that the Headmaster was very powerful. However, facing the anger of Haotian's Divine Kingdom, facing a Divine General who was as tall as a mountain, and whose eyes were filled with Haotian's Divine Light, even the Headmaster could not deal with it.
The Headmaster turned to look at the golden chariot that was being pulled by the Giant Golden Dragon. He looked at the perfect Divine General of Light on the chariot and the perfect face of the Divine General. He suddenly shook his head.
"There is nothing perfect in the world. There are only things that we think are perfect."
The Headmaster put his hands behind his back and looked at the Divine General of Light in the sky. He said, "Your perfection comes from thousands of old friends. Therefore, you are not a human, and you are not those old friends."
The Divine General of Light was indifferent. He ordered the Giant Golden Dragon to pull the golden chariot down from the sky. A light sword that was more than ten miles long appeared in his hand. He slashed at the Wilderness!
"You come from Haotian's Divine Kingdom and use the Divine Sword of Light. If you only use light, you will lack truth, just like your existence. Today, I will show you the sword of the human world."
The Headmaster said. He stretched out his right hand in the air and opened it, facing the south of the human world.
The clouds broke and the sky darkened. A sword came from thousands of miles away from the south.
The sword was ancient and hot. It broke through the clouds and landed in the Headmaster's broad palm. It hummed slightly, showing its submission and awe, as well as the pride of being controlled by the Headmaster.
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(This is the fourth chapter … Damn it, I have to write another chapter. While it is interesting, I will try to come out before 10: 30.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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