This was the power of the human world.
It was not the first time that Ning Que had sensed its existence. In the Wilderness, the Headmaster had summoned the ancient sword from the Sword Garret thousands of miles away to kill the Golden Dragon. He had used this power. In the houses across the Yanming Lake, he had also sensed this power.
What he did not understand was how to use this power for himself.
He had asked the Headmaster of the Academy about this. The Headmaster of the Academy said that he was the human world and his power was the power of the human world. The answer was simple and meaningless to him.
He looked at the bright moon in the night sky and thought of the Headmaster. He looked at the pine tree by the cliff and thought of the Youngest Uncle. He looked at the bloody front yard of the Lanke Temple and thought of Lotus.
He thought of the last conversation with the Headmaster by the Sishui River. It turned out that Lotus was right.
The Youngest Uncle was proud and free. He wanted to represent the human world and pierce through the sky as a powerhouse. The Headmaster of the Academy thought that he was the human world and he wanted to lead the human world to challenge Haotian.
However, the human world was where people lived. The power of the human world came from everyone who lived there. This power could not be represented and did not need to be led. It could only be exerted when everyone was together.
The Headmaster of the Academy built the Tang Empire and was actually on the right path. However, the Headmaster of the Academy still wanted to lead everyone to do this through education and guidance.
Because of his obsession, the state that Lotus had reached was still some distance away from the Headmaster of the Academy and the Youngest Uncle. However, it was also because of his obsession that he thought more extreme.
In the night rain, he looked at his wife's grave and wanted to dig it up. However, he gave up and floated away. From that moment on, Lotus had gone crazy.
After that, whether it was the destruction of the Devil's Doctrine or the massacre of Lanke, it was all because he had gone crazy.
He wanted to destroy the world. In his eyes, life and death had no meaning, including himself.
He had been pursuing the Devil to cover the sky and obey the Heaven with Taoism. Finally, he reached the Nirvana Realm with Buddhism and jumped out of the three realms. He wanted to erase the ruthless Heaven's Way of the old world in a brand new world and find something that he wanted to find through time.
In other words, he wanted to break the most fundamental rule of the world. He wanted to destroy Haotian. And the method he chose was to make the entire human world go crazy with him, or even destroy it.
This method was bloody and cruel, but it was correct.
If Haotian knew that there was such a person who came up with such a crazy idea just because he wanted to resurrect his wife in the tomb, he would probably tremble.
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Ning Que had wandered around the world with Sangsang when he was a child, so he did not have much patience. Therefore, whenever Sangsang could do something, he would teach her one thing.
"Do your own things."
Therefore, the affairs of the human world should be done by people, and everyone should do it together.
Ning Que opened his eyes and found himself still standing on the snowy street.
He did not know if he had already woken up or if he was still in a dream.
He looked at the injured people on the street who were clenching their teeth and refusing to let out a scream. He looked at the corpses of the ordinary people. He looked at the two heavily injured but stubborn teenagers. He understood many things.
Chang 'an was not a city. It was people. It was everyone who lived in the city.
The power of the human world came from everyone who lived here.
Several people, dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, millions of people.
Everyone's wishes and desires were a kind of power.
The desire of millions of people was the power of the human world.
This power was so powerful that it could change the appearance of heaven and earth, and it could resist the passage of time.
This power was like a bloody wave when it came to Lotus.
This power was like the mark left by the sword when it came to Youngest Uncle.
This power was like the desire of the Headmaster to break the sky.
But that wasn't even the full extent of this power.
Lotus could not get the recognition of this power, or he did not have the opportunity to mobilize this power.
Youngest Uncle was heroic and unparalleled, so he was lonely.
The Headmaster could be called the Teacher of All Ages, but he forgot that the ink scroll should always be written by the students themselves.
Master Yan Se spent his whole life looking for that word.
That word represented the power of the human world.
But as the Abbey Dean once said, that word was too heavy.
How could the will of millions not be heavy?
And how could the will of millions be the same?
Therefore, no one could write that word.
Even the Headmaster could not write it.
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At this time, Ning Que finally saw that word clearly.
He saw many people on the Vermilion Bird Avenue.
Thousands of ordinary people came together for the same purpose.
They built a new city wall with their flesh and blood.
The will of the people really became a city at this time.
The will and desire of the tens of millions of people here were strong and united.
This was a part of the human world.
For Chang 'an City, this was the most desperate and angry moment.
But it was the best moment to write that word.
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The question Ning Que needed to think about now was how to write that word. Seeing that word did not mean that he could write it. Just like when he first came to the old library and looked at the shelves full of precious classics, he looked at those words that he had seen countless times, but he could not even remember them, not to mention write them.
He thought of the three months on the sea and the conversation with the Headmaster.
The Headmaster said that Haotian was not the world itself, but the collection of the most fundamental rules of the world.
The Headmaster said that when the rules controlled the world, the world was stable and boring. Only when the new power appeared and broke the old rules, the world could be lively and interesting again.
The Headmaster said that human was the greatest product of the world, because human had wisdom and could inherit. Human had the instinct to fight against and even break the fundamental rules of the world.
That kind of will was so stubborn and powerful that it could be called desire.
Therefore, the human world and Haotian would inevitably go against each other until there was a winner.
In the past history of the world, Haotian won countless times, and the human world ushered in countless long nights. The inherited wisdom withered in the cold eternal night.
But the human world would always revive and challenge again.
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It was daytime now, so the sky was naturally white.
The snowflakes falling from the sky were also white.
The Vermilion Bird Avenue in the wind and snow was pure white.
The accumulated blood on the street gradually turned black.
The Tangs lying in the pool of blood were all wearing dark clothes.
The bricks, iron pots, and chamber pots scattered on the street were all dirty and black.
Since Haotian chose white, the human world chose black.
The world became black and white in Ning Que's eyes.
Light and darkness, holiness and filth.
The black and white world became an extremely simple picture in his eyes.
It became two absolutely parallel lines, looking at each other coldly and unwilling to get close.
The two lines were shortened, and then they had a length.
Ning Que was very familiar with this picture. It was the first Divine Talisman he learned: the Two-Horizontal Talisman.
Then, one of the lines suddenly deflected and stabbed into the other line.
This was the second Divine Talisman he learned last night by the lake: the Yi Talisman.
When the two lines touched, the two worlds were connected, but they could not merge and began to have a fierce conflict.
A piercingly cold cutting intent, as if it wanted to cut open the entire space.
Different from Master Yan Se's Jing Fu, which had its own rules and its own calm area, the Yi Fu spread around endlessly, just like weeds growing fiercely.
The Yi Talisman was very powerful. Besides cutting, the two worlds could be connected. It had a kind of endless meaning, representing the balance between the human world and Haotian.
But this was not what Ning Que wanted, nor was it what Chang 'an needed now.
Looking at the "yi" talisman on the snowy street, he seemed to see countless weeds, or two dry sticks of firewood, or even a chopper stuck in the fertile plains.
The two firewood could not be put together firmly, and one of the firewood slowly collapsed.
A hand grasped the handle, trying to pull the chopper out of the field.
Suddenly, a stone with moss appeared in the weeds.
It was the stone at the bottom of the Daming Lake in front of the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine.
When Youngest Uncle broke the Stone Array Tactics, he cut two sword marks on each stone.
Two sword marks, one word.
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Ning Que really woke up.
He was familiar with this situation. He had similar experiences when he saw the sword marks left by Youngest Uncle at the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine, and when he faced the stone statue of the Venerable in the Lanke Temple.
Today, he meditated on the snowy street for a short time, but he gained a lot. Even if some of them could not be used by him now, they would become the most precious treasures on his cultivation path as long as he could survive.
He knew something had happened.
Then he heard Uncle Chao say, "F * ck you."
Then he heard the Abbey Dean ask Eldest Brother, "Has Heaven ever spared anyone?"
He had heard this sentence before.
At the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine, Lotus had asked him the same question.
At that time, his answer was, "Man can conquer Heaven, and there is no need for Heaven to spare him."
But today he did not want to answer like this.
There were hundreds of old, weak, women and children between him and the Abbey Dean.
For him, these old, weak, women and children were thousands of people.
Passing through the thousands of people, he looked into the Abbey Dean's eyes and said, "If Heaven does not obey, then just destroy it."
Compared with his answer to Lotus years ago, his answer today was calmer and more certain.
It was not because he had the confidence to defeat the Abbey Dean, nor was it because he wanted to show his arrogance. It was because he had really thought through the truth, so he was calm.
Because if Heaven did not obey the will of man, then the only way was to destroy Heaven.
No matter whether he would win or lose, he had to do it.
Because, so, so, this was the truth of the Academy.
After saying this, he held the hilt and was ready to pull the podao out from the ground.
With this movement, the slowly rotating liquid in his abdomen suddenly exploded and sprayed everywhere. The Great Spirit grew wildly like weeds, shaking its waist.
Chang 'an City sensed the change on the snowy street.
Endless Qi of Heaven and Earth fell with the wind and snow, and poured into his body through the array eye pestle.
His aura suddenly changed and began to climb toward the peak of the Knowing Destiny State.
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(Note: The dog at home is sick and is urinating blood. It has been running outside for a whole day. I am not complaining, but updating very late. I want to explain to you. I will continue to write the second chapter. I hope I can finish it before two o 'clock. In addition, I strongly feel that the chapters in the second volume of Being Possessed by the Devil are worth revisiting. About Ning Que teaching Sangsang, "Do your own thing … This is a sentence my niece's kindergarten teacher taught her when she was young. At that time, whenever I wanted to help her with something, she always told me seriously," Do your own thing, and vice versa. " I love her very much, and I miss her very much. My dear, I know you will see this. Please say hello to your classmates for me.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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