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"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The old monk¡¯s smile was so kind and cheerful.
Hearing this sound, Xin Lie's heart was agitated, he hugged his fists and asked: "Xin Lie, boy, I have met the master. Do you dare to ask why the master is waiting for me?"
"For the sake of the world." The old monk raised his hand toward the outside of the mountain and said, "Come closer so I can have a good look." But there is no fear, thousands of miles of vastness can be seen in the eyes, and I just feel open-minded. The old monk looked at him for a few times, nodded slightly, and said: "Today is a good time to listen to stories at leisure. Young man, do you have any stories to tell me?"
"Well, I'm from Good Town, Dongrao" Xin Lie had already expected it, and immediately told the cause and effect one by one, without any lies or cover-ups, and fully revealed his own journey and thoughts.
The cold wind howled and the snowflakes flew. After a long time, the young voice gradually stopped.
After listening to his story, something in the old monk's heart was confirmed. This son's ambition did not disappoint His eyes softened a little and he said: "Okay, okay Can you take that giant sword?" Let me have a look?" Xin Lie took off the giant sword and handed it over without hesitation. The old monk looked at this ancient giant sword with a look of awe on his face. The corners of his mouth trembled slightly and he said softly: "This sword will eventually be born."
"Master, you are a Martial Saint and the founder of the Xueyuan Sect. You must know a lot."
Xin Lie's tone was sincere, and he asked many questions in one breath: "I have many questions that have been hidden in my heart for too long. I hope the master can answer my questions. What is the origin of this sword, and what are the runes on the sword body? I can only The word 'Lu' was read in my heart. And why can't commoners practice? Why can the sect be able to 'enlighten the body'? What's going on with the evil warriors? What on earth were that weapon array and that figure when I awakened?"
The old monk handed the giant sword back to him and replied: "There is a sentence written on the sword. As for what it is, you need to read it yourself. When the time comes, you will know it; if you don't know it, you will never know it. As for the rest, I There¡¯s nothing I can tell you, there are many secrets that you can¡¯t know now, and knowing them will only make you helpless.¡±
"Why?"
"Because that will kill your ambition." The old monk was straightforward this time, looking at the desolation outside the mountain, and said calmly: "I can only say, yes, the common people in the world cannot practice because they are controlled by famous families. It¡¯s a question of technique, not a matter of physical constitution Two generations of civilian warriors practiced the 'Marrow Cleansing Technique', the sect warriors 'enlightened', and the demon warriors 'awakened', are all ways to break away from control. But, you want to completely Solving this big dilemma is extremely difficult"
Xin Lie immediately said resolutely: "No matter how difficult it is, I will do it! I've heard enough of those people who are forbearing and surrendering, and I've heard those bad words! Master, you are not that kind of person, are you?"
"Haha." The old monk smiled and was not aroused by his words. He still refused to elaborate and said: "Old man is just an old immortal. Young man, if you are determined to change the world, Xueyuan Sect will definitely do your part. Power, are you sure?" Xin Lie suddenly laughed out loud: "Do I have any other choice?"
"You haven't killed anyone from the Hai family, have you? The Xueyuan Sect can help you contact the Hai family secretly and transport you and Miss Hai to Ainzhou. As long as you surrender wholeheartedly, what's the difficulty in changing your identity? Besides, Ainzhou There are countless islands, find a secluded place where you can hide for ten or eight years and never return to this land for the rest of your life, then there will be no more evil demon Xin Lie in the world, and there will be one more famous warrior Hai Lie."
The old monk paused and said warmly: "In that case, you will end these sufferings and escapes, become a couple with Miss Hai, and maybe find your parents, and the family will be reunited and have fun. Isn't this exactly what you want? Is it a good day?"
Xin Lie asked coldly without thinking: "Kowtow to a few people and get a day of being proud of the majority?"
"Not bad, such a day."
"Master, there is so much nonsense! If I had thought about that kind of life, how could I be standing here!? How could my parents and my friends be proud of me?" Xin Lie fiercely inserted the giant sword at his feet. In the snow, click! The red light of the runes looms! The old monk's eyes widened, a flash of light flashed through his eyes, and he asked sternly: "Then what do you want!?" Xin Lie suddenly bowed deeply to him and said: "Master, please teach me how to change This world!!¡±
Looking at his young and resolute face, the old monk was silent for a long time, the corners of his mouth trembled, his eyes were slightly closed, and there were tears He suddenly nodded heavily."Okay, okay! Peace the world in one rage, okay!"
That excited look did not have the meditative demeanor of an enlightened monk, but looked like a passionate young man in his late teens or early twenties!
"Master, please teach me!" Xin Lie choked with sobs and felt his blood boiling all over. What has the old man in front of him experienced? What kind of turmoil was there in their youth? No matter what, the man who is about to be buried still has a lot of blood; how can he, an eighteen-year-old boy, take care of himself?
"To change the world, you must have power stronger than the famous political power."
The old monk did not make any Zen remarks, but said directly: "The power of a Eryao martial artist is not enough, and the power of a god of war is also not enough. You need to find a helper who is strong enough to compete with you, or who has the same goals, or who can work with you according to the circumstances. . Don¡¯t be full of hatred. As long as you are a righteous person, as long as you are a useful person, no matter what your origin, you will try your best to win over them. Don¡¯t forget that the ancestors of all so-called famous families are civilians. "
Xin Lie nodded and said: "I have never had such thoughts. Miss Xuanyuan and Miss Hai have helped me a lot"
"It's the hardest to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman!" the old monk suddenly sighed with emotion. Xin Lie frowned and didn't know what the situation was now. He shook his head and said: "Master, don't talk about these children. How can I develop? If there are civilians who want to change with me, how can I make them?" Awakening'?"
"I don't know either, but you will find a way." The old monk did not hide anything and continued: "Nowadays, the control in all aspects is extremely strict. It will be difficult for you to lobby for the support of any civilian forces or famous families on the chessboard at the beginning. It's very difficult for you, even yourself, to survive being chased by such a bounty. The only way is to break out of the limitations of the chessboard, add pieces of another color to it, and disrupt the game first before breaking it."
He looked at the far north and said slowly: "Evil warriors are the same; but you don't know that there is another type of warrior in the world: the 'Recovery Warrior'."
"Recovering warriors?" Xin Lie was startled, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he felt vaguely friendly! He naturally understands that this is the key to ending the lonely escape and being clueless
The old monk was silent for a while, seeming to recall many past events, and said slowly: "They, their ancestors were a group of losers, so they had a new calendar, eight major families, controlled the common people, and today's world And now they are just drowned dogs, thieves who are secretly hunted by famous families."
"Deep in the snowfield, there is a group hiding."
Turning to look at the young face, he continued: "You can learn a lot of secrets when you go there; but that's not why you go there. You have to give them hope, grow up with those young people, and re- Encourage them and lead them! From this we can begin to build strength and realize the common wish of the warriors and you of the recovery."
"Okay!" Xin Lie nodded heavily, not showing any signs of cowardice, but full of excitement and joy, wanting to run there right away! He has understood a lot in his heart. The so-called "losers" are those who have worked hard for fairness in the world, right?
The old monk's eyes were filled with uncontrollable anticipation, and there was a mysterious power faintly exuding from his body, and he added: "When you and your forces have full wings and have the power to spread their wings and fly then, the Xueyuan Sect will do its best to help you." , and the various sects in Kyushu work together to take back the sky that belongs to us."
Together, let¡¯s take back the sky that belongs to us!
Together, we can change the world!
Looking at the boundless gray snowy sky, Xin Lie clenched his fists, breathing a little quickly, and asked: "Master, when should I set off, and how should I go?"
"Don't worry, now is the time when the manhunt is at its most intense. If you leave Hanshan, you will probably die the next day."
The old monk chuckled and spoke confidently: "Xueyuan Sect can't protect you for long, but one and a half months is still enough. You can live in Hanshan first, practice and study, and play with your sea girl, but not too much, because you must You have to be strong enough to have a chance to complete this career. It is impossible for a Eryao martial artist to lead the recovery warriors out of the mountains, to have the warriors of the sect give their full support, and to awaken civilian warriors everywhere."
"I just heard that you practice "Nine-Yao Starlight Jue". In my impression, there are scriptures recording information about Rahu and Jidu in the Sutra Pavilion. It seems that there are also "Seven Books of Martial Arts". You can read them as much as you like."
Xin Lie couldn¡¯t help but be overjoyed, and now he even chased him down the mountain! He quickly said: "Well, okay! I've wanted to read those books for too long."
"Boy, don't be discouraged, don't feel that the world has abandoned you." The old monk looked serious and said: "You have to know how important what you have to do is! How rare you are! Many, many people are waiting for you. I have been waiting for you my entire life!"
"Master said that I really" Xin Lie scratched his head, his face was embarrassed for a moment, he didn't know what to say, he smiled and said: "Actually, I just want to live a comfortable life, I just can't stand it. There are people doing evil things, and the thought of seeing them makes me sad.¡±
The old monk smiled and nodded, still sitting cross-legged, and the falling snow on his body had not dissipated. "Do you have anything else to ask me?" Xin Lie thought for a while and asked, "My hands are covered with blood. Sometimes I wonder, after killing so many people, am I a beast or a human being?" The old monk said lightly: "A beast? From ancient times to the present, humans have always been the ones who kill the most. Some people kill for evil, and some kill for evil. He kills for the sake of his own comfort, but the result is a devil and a Buddha."
"Young man, a brave man must get rid of thieves in the world and in his heart. There are some things that you need to find the answer for yourself"
After hearing these words, Xin Lie had a vague understanding. What was the thief in his heart?
Then I heard the old monk say: "The world is collapsing and evil spirits are born. After all, the Xueyuan Sect has little power and can't help you much for the time being. You can go into the cave and take away two things. As for what it is, it's your choice. Don't do it. Angry, if someone goes up the mountain, they will only get one thing.
"Okay." Xin Lie understood what he meant. He just had a hope. Maybe he would be killed the next day after he came down from the mountain, and maybe there would be other evil warriors soon The Xueyuan Sect could not pledge all their belongings at once.
He bowed his hands to the old monk, pulled out his giant sword, and walked towards the cave over there.
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