Zhao Li thought about it for a long time, and Yuan Shen returned to Lanzhou.

This place is a border city, there are Jiuzhou living soul monks coming and going, quite lively and prosperous, pedestrians come and go, the style of the city is completely different from the Jiuli Forest of Pingzhou in Xiyue, Zhao Li pushed open the window, saw many people coming and going below, and heard the slang of all continents and ethnic groups, and the red dust came to his face.

This is the dividing line between the west side and the inside of the star.

Countless monks have come here to look for opportunities to break through, so although Lanzhou is small, it is also prosperous, and a large part of the monks who came here, the demon clan, have not been able to get their wish, but they are not willing to leave, so they have taken root here, have children, and open up small sects.

Therefore, Lanzhou is also a place where many cultural customs blend and collide, bustling and lively.

Zhao Li's thoughts fluctuated in his heart, his eyes swept over endlessly, and he saw several teenagers wearing practice clothes, shouting cheering slogans, running across the side of the street, pedestrians in front of him get out of the way, followed by a demon cultivator with broad shoulders, while running, he greeted familiar people, and farther away, the flowers from the Far North Cold Continent bloomed enthusiastically, but it was the pruning style of Donglan Jingzhou.

Two beautiful female cultivators stepped on the magic weapon to resist the wind, and their clothes flew up.

Farther away from the tulle robe, there are undulating buildings, the waves of the sea of stars are like eternal, extending out, connecting with the clouds falling from the sky, and then a wisp of blue climbs to the sky, and there is a wind in the ears, and I hear people talking about recent events, especially the monks who appeared that day, and in addition, there are many simple and ordinary things on weekdays.

Zhao Li looked at this prosperous scene, but felt the fragility of this prosperity.

Lanzhou is a descendant of the gods and demons, and the innate gods are a hidden threat.

Once the situation breaks out, this place will inevitably become the center of war, and the battlefield will directly involve the entire world of Jiuzhou, and even the secret realm and small world that depend on the existence of the human world will not be able to escape, and I don't know how many living beings will die.

He thought about it carefully, from ancient times to the present, the innate god who didn't know how many years had passed. Is there only one of You's deep consciousness? That is definitely impossible, they must be patiently hiding, waiting for an opportunity, and this level of confrontation and game, what needs to be given up is one generation, ten generations, and hundreds of generations, I don't know how many.

Zhao Li instinctively disliked it and instinctively disgusted this behavior.

But Zhao Li's reason told him that what the Innate God did seemed to be logical from a general point of view, at least from the current point of view, because if he thought about it now, if it wasn't for the fact that the Innate God hadn't died yet, with the means of the mastermind behind the scenes, not to mention the ten generations and hundreds of generations of beings, it was very likely that the hundred races would have been wiped out in ancient times, and it would have been able to wait until now?

Consequentialism, at least not to say that they are doing something wrong.

But Zhao Li still had an indescribable feeling of grievance in his heart.

Reason told him that this was because he stood in the position of every living being, he was a human being, but he spied on the chessboard of the operation of the gods and the Heavenly Dao, but it seemed to be more than that, but when he thought about it carefully, that wisp of thought was like the previous two thoughts, wrapped around his fingertips and then dispersed, if he was about to leave, he couldn't grasp it.

It's like encountering a big question that you can't do during an exam.

I confirmed that I had seen the answer, and then I knew very well that I had forgotten and could not think of it.

Zhao Lizhong teased himself, gave up this thinking and hard work, and was not obsessed, his eyes fell on the sect of Lingying Sect, the gods and demons marked by him were still inside, and his breath was still weak, Zhao Li groaned slightly, thinking about whether to kill him now.

The previous plan was to do this kind of thing with the help of the power of the ancient primordial god in You's body, and kill people with a knife.

But now that he has seen You is the back hand of the innate god, it is naturally impossible for him to let You rashly contact the gods and demons, and no one knows if there will be some kind of change, which will cause the immediate problem to be detonated in advance, leading things to another uncontrollable direction.

That would be dangerous for the balance that is now weak in the world.

Moreover, he has another private thought in his heart.

He didn't want to practice the method that was obviously born out of the authority of the innate gods.

This feeling has nothing to do with his own friendship with Yu.

But it comes from a more instinctive, disgust and disgust for this behavior, as if it is rooted in his own deeper value judgment, Zhao Li pressed his finger to the center of his eyebrows, and laughed at himself in his heart, is it difficult to see the color?

The difference is only that this feeling is stronger because of the relationship with one's friends.

It's about the same as seeing someone falling off a cliff and reaching out to pull it.

Immediately, there were some headaches, and the things of the primeval and ancient times were too complicated and troublesome.

He originally thought that the simple gods and demons were hostile to the hundred races, but later found that there was a stronger existence behind the gods and demons.

Then I thought it was the mastermind behind the scenes who backstabbed the innate gods, separated the authority, created gods and demons to kill hundreds of tribes, and then found that the innate gods are not simple, spanning the long river of time, with great courage, not sticking to the victory or defeat of the moment, the time is long, let you have two sons, but it doesn't matter.

Even with his last hand, although the body was not there, it also shocked the mastermind behind the scenes, so that he did not dare to act rashly at all, and even did not dare to show up, so he had to let the gods and demons kill the hundred races, distort history, destroy the inheritance, and persecute the innate gods.

The innate gods were unmoved at all and entered the process of testing the patience of both parties.

Moreover, with the passage of time, the innate divine power will gradually recover, and this step is also extremely subtle.

In a word, there is not a single fuel-efficient lamp.

Zhao Li knows too little now, and he can't support him to make a real judgment in the face of such a complex situation, and it is possible that he will bump into the hands of a certain innate god queen if he makes a mistake, and even, what he sees so far is not the real history, and he is not ten percent sure in his heart.

At this time, you can only ask if you know about the existence of such a thing.

Donghuang Taiyi has amnesia, and he is also obsessed with making up the whole Zhou Tianxing Dou, which is completely unreliable.

The only one who can ask is Yun Zhongjun, who is staying at home.

After all, no matter how far away from Jiuzhou, Yun Zhongjun could not completely cut off contact with the innate gods, even if he didn't know the specific process of what happened at that time, but at least he could recall some abnormal signs and recall some signs, and these were enough for him.

Zhao Li gradually made his thoughts clearer, but his thoughts deviated slightly.

Wait a minute, with Yun Zhongjun's character, it seems that he has not communicated with the innate gods for more than 100,000 years, or even more than 200,000 years......

The corners of Zhao Li's mouth twitched, and he decided to go and see it first, it happened that Yun Qianfeng was in Penglai now, he could rely on the Penglai token in Yun Qianfeng's hand, and directly teleport to ask, and he was about to leave, his thoughts were slightly paused, and he felt that he was going empty-handed, and it didn't seem good to ask Yun Zhongjun in the name of amnesia.

After all, to some extent, it's better to fool honest people, or bring something.

Noticing that the gods and demons of the Lingying Sect were cultivating alone, and remembering that the methods of the gods and demons were like mist, focusing on concealing the qi, a year appeared in his heart, the physical body stepped out, his face changed, and he paced along the wall of the Lingying Sect, and the eight or nine Xuangong erased his own breath.

The god and demon were stabbed in the back and were severely injured, and they were cultivating alone at the moment.

It seems that it was also because he was plotted to die, and now he can't believe in other people, suspicious, after the maid gave him the elixir spiritual material, he waved his hand to let the maid leave, and was about to take the pill, and his mind was in a daze, and he suddenly felt wrong, and suddenly turned around and saw a white-clothed Taoist stepping behind.

Just as he was about to open his mouth and roar, he saw that the man was understated, and he shook his robe.

The moire sleeves came towards him as a hood.

Zhao Li mobilized the white space, and after the previous big star attracted many small worlds and formed a star track, he found that with the help of the power of the stars, he could partially strengthen the power of the white space attraction, and he could pry more power, plus this god and demon had been severely injured and had not healed, and he didn't react for a breath.

It has not resisted, and has been incorporated into the white space.

Immediately, he was suppressed by many small worlds, and he couldn't struggle.

The moire sleeves slowly calmed down, Zhao Li's expression remained unchanged, and he stepped out of the situation, eight or nine Xuangong was wonderful, covering his breath, calmly, Xu Bu walked to a teahouse near Lingyingzong, ordered a pot of high-quality spiritual tea, and when he was making tea in the store, his expression was flat, and he seemed to be thinking.

Secretly, a wisp of Yuan Shen rose into the white space, grabbed the Mixed Yuan Sword, and threw it towards the Spirit Ying Sect.

By the way, the gods and demons who were fixed by the stars and were already badly injured were killed, and the authority was taken out.

At present, the situation has changed again, and there is no need to use this god and demon anymore, as for the mark, he has other ways, the store gave him some preserved fruits and the like, Zhao Li ate some at will, heard one exclamation after another, and raised his eyes to see the Mixed Yuan Sword that was gaining momentum falling directly towards the Lingying Sect.

Zhao Li's current cultivation was different from when he threw the Funeral Sun Gun, and at that time, he still needed to use the long flight distance to build up momentum, and now he was able to attach the power of many small worlds to the blade.

However, after a few breaths, the Mixed Yuan Sword was like a round of sunset, smashing towards the Lingying Sect.

Then two figures rose into the air, faintly exuding the aura of gods and demons, raised their hands and punched, and smashed towards the Mixed Yuan Sword, the huge impact fluctuations wantonly overflowed towards the surroundings, and the other figure forcibly covered the aftermath of this move with a formation.

The huge destructive power and penetrating force were resisted, but the aftermath destroyed a lot of the buildings of the Lingying Sect.

Zhao Li's move is mainly to leave a new mark.

Because this method of throwing out the burial weapon and smashing people has been used once before, I am reluctant to use it too much.

At this moment, the lesser of two evils was chosen, so I had to use the Mixed Yuan Sword.

When it was confirmed that the breath mark was left, Zhao Li's fingers under the cuffs moved slightly, and the sword body of the Mixed Yuan Sword was just an ordinary blade, which cracked at the moment, turning into sharp and cold rays, and the Mixed Yuan Cone aura inside suddenly returned to the white space.

The shattered sword body brought some trouble to the Lingying Sect.

When sorting out the losses, he found that the injured gods and demons were directly missing, which made the Lingying Sect let out a burst of angry roars, and at that time, Zhao Li had already gently and politely urged the store to prepare spiritual tea for him, leaving a spiritual crystal, and leaving here with this spiritual tea.

Then, with the help of Yun Qianfeng's Penglai Order coordinates, he only arrived at the secret realm in the clouds with the primordial spirit.

When he appeared in the forbidden land of the Yunzhong Clan, the vast cloud platform began to shake, and the towering white jade steps appeared, with clouds and mist, brave and majestic gods, and cloud gods with elegant and cold expressions.

Yunshen raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Li, who had accommodated authority and picture scrolls, promoted his personality, and became indifferent and distant, and was slightly surprised, and said: "It turned out to be a Taoist friend...... Zhao Li lifted the exquisite teapot in his hand, and said leisurely: "I got a pot of good tea, Taoist friends don't dislike it, why don't you drink a cup together?"

Yun Shen bowed slightly, and said with a light smile: "Thank you, please come to the stage." ”

Although it is said that this innate god with an elegant and cold bearing can't see the slightest problem on the outside, with ethereal, indifferent, and a sense of grace that mortals can't match, Zhao Li still sees a wisp of similarity, he is playing a game at home and finds that there are not very familiar friends who come to the door and he has to receive the sense of politeness and alienation, as well as the slightest unhappiness.

For some reason, Zhao was a little happy, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he stepped upward.

The two cloud generals bowed respectfully, one of them raised his hands to take the spiritual tea, and poured tea for the two of them, before the cloud god opened his mouth to ask, Zhao Li raised his hand, and with a flick of his robe, the authority that he had brought back from the gods and demons slowly floated in the air, exuding an ethereal, misty artistic conception like smoke.

The expression on Yun Shen's face froze slightly, his gaze subconsciously fell on the authority, and then he raised his head to look at Zhao Li, and said:

"Fellow Daoist, this is ......"

Zhao Li picked up the tea, took a sip lightly, and said lightly:

"I traveled abroad, and by chance, I got this thing, and I thought it might be useful to Taoist friends, so I brought it and gave it to Taoist friends. ”

Yun Shen's voice paused, and he said, "This ...... How do you make that?"

said so, but his eyes fell on the authority, and he never moved away, Zhao Weizhong realized, sure enough, this authority has the taste of clouds and mist covering the sky, even if it does not belong to Yun Zhongjun, it has a lot to do with him, and it is very valuable to him.

Yun Zhongjun's expression and tone reminded him of the words he heard when he was a child, he came here, what things he brought, and thought of when he was a child, when his elders gave New Year's money, under the gaze of his parents, while waving his hand and saying don't no, he quietly opened his wallet, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

Although it is not difficult to kill gods and demons, it is necessary to be accurate in the world that does not know how big.

Including the countless small worlds in the sea of stars, it is quite difficult for Yun Zhongjun to find the authority corresponding to himself, no wonder he wants it in his heart, but because he can't let go of the personal self-esteem of the innate god, he is entangled.

Zhao Li admired Yun Zhongjun's tangled appearance, and then accepted it when he saw it, put down the teacup, leaned back slightly, and said leisurely: "If Daoist friends are unwilling to accept it in vain, then, there are also some things you want to ask about in the next place, and Daoyou told Yu Zai that this thing should be regarded as a reward, how about it?"

Yun Zhongjun breathed a sigh of relief, then restrained the look on his face, bowed his head slightly, his bearing was elegant and cold, and his voice was calm:

"I see. ”

"Is there anything you want to ask, but you don't have to ask with this thing, and you ...... it."

You obviously want it.

Zhao left his stomach and sneered, groaned, sorted out his thoughts, and said: "You might as well inform Yu Daoyou that it seems that you have lost part of your memory...... Now outside, I have encountered some things that I don't like. Yun Zhongjun bowed slightly, and leaned forward slightly in the direction of Zhao Li, revealing a serious listening appearance.

Zhao Lixuan was about to experience the ambiguity of the language.

He didn't directly point out where it was, what it was, he just asked and told his thoughts, Yun Zhongjun thoughtfully, bowed slightly, and said: "Daoyou originally said this matter, there was indeed a friend who came to my cloud realm that day, and he also encountered the problem of Daoyou. ”

"He took charge of the heavens and asked me if I wanted to do something, I would sacrifice a lot of innocent people, but stepping out of the current era and looking at it in the long run, it is a good thing for this world, so should this kind of thing be done......

The god of the heavens, the true gods, and even, the emperor of heaven.

Zhao Li's eyes fluctuated slightly.

Yun Zhongjun smiled helplessly and said:

"Eventually he convinced me. I can't argue with him, after all, in the long run, the river will always flow, and a temporary blockage is acceptable, and he asked me at the time if this matter is to make a hundred generations of beings pay, but it is worth it to benefit the future of the whole world, and if it is impossible to make a choice, then it is more extreme. ”

"A hundred generations of living beings correspond to the eternal firmament of the world, and there is not much difference between them and one person. ”

"So, let me ask you, how about killing a man for the benefit of the world?"

He looked at Zhao Li and asked.

Zhao Li opened his mouth, he realized at this moment that the difference between the perspectives of innate gods and people was that he was looking at living people, while the gods who lived together with heaven and earth saw the collective of people.

The gods said that a person, falling in the world, is the rise and fall of a hundred generations, is the pain and unwillingness of many living beings, all sacrifices, enlightenment, going forward and succeeding, is the consciousness of the silver spear to break the clouds, is the power of the dragon clan withering, is the destruction of Hengyangdu, all fall into these two words of one person, as if to mention a piece of dust lightly.

I see all beings, I see bloody battles, and finally I have to see a big chessboard that has fallen for hundreds of thousands of years.

A speck of dust on the chessboard, ten thousand mountains in the world.

Facing Yun Zhongjun's inquiry, and I don't know how many thousands of years ago, the inquiry of the gods, Zhao was complicated, and said in a deep voice:

"No, you can't. ”

Yun Zhongjun seemed to have known that he would answer like this, and he also sat upright and said:

"Why?"

Zhao Li wanted to reprimand him with countless words, but in the face of disaster, it was natural to make a choice, was he afraid of sacrifice? How could the silver spear and white cloud be afraid? The human race can still continue, it is ironclad proof, no, the one he hates is the gods who directly ignore the will of people and make a choice.

They don't see such a laudable sacrifice, they only see their own decisions. So they ignore sentient beings and make what they think is the best choice. thinks that even if the hundred races are scattered, as long as they are still there, even if there are only a few people left, they can prosper, as long as the human race, the hundred races are still there, and everything else is no longer considered.

Zhao Li's first two times the feeling of realization became more and more obvious, as if there was only a thin piece of paper left, he had seen the white sky, he closed his eyes slightly, many thoughts surged in his mind, forgetting foreign objects, from his rushing blood, as if he could see a figure, this is no longer a conversation, this is a discussion, Zhao Li enlightened, calmly spoke.

He was the one who spoke, and he was not.

The black-clothed man with a dark beard and a dusty face walked out and sat calmly behind him, answering for him.

"No, kill one person to save the world, and kill one person to benefit the world. ”

"Killing oneself to save the world is killing oneself to benefit the world. ”

A scholar with a calm expression and a strong anger was also behind him, and replied.

"Do one injustice, kill one innocent, and win the world, it is not for nothing. ”

Yun Zhongjun was stunned, he didn't expect the man sitting in front of him to open his mouth like this, his words were sharp, he was a god, from these two sentences, he had already faintly felt the vast core, these are two completely different paths, but they are equally broad, he subconsciously opened his mouth and asked again:

"What is it like to kill the whole world for the benefit of one person?"

Zhao Li closed his eyes and replied calmly:

"No, you can't. ”

"If you don't take one body from the world, you won't benefit one person with the disease of the world. ”

"Which is more important than the world or one person?"

"Equal weight. ”

"Then if you don't kill this person, then the world will suffer, what about it?"

Facing Yun Zhongjun's questions one by one, Zhao Li felt that his consciousness was gradually spreading, as if his soul had left his body and looked down in the air.

It was as if he saw figures stepping out of that distant place.

There are old masters, Taoists who sing with drums, emperors who press swords, and wrestlers who wield bows.

Countless people have believed in this principle over the years.

Zhao Li slowly got up and spoke calmly, the voice came from the roar of the original hero, across mythology and history, and passed down in the same bloodline for thousands of generations, and Yun Zhongjun saw that the man in front of him had distant and indifferent eyes, and his voice was quiet, and he replied:

"None of them are taken, and they ask why there is such a dilemma. If it is from the mountain, then move the mountain, from it to the water, then control the water, if the sea of stars floods, reclamation, the sun volleys, shoot the sun, there are external disasters will be calmed, internal strife will be fixed, if the sky is tilted, it will be supported, if the sky is broken, it will be repaired. If the gods are not kings, it is chaotic. ”

"Be punished. ”

Plain opening, bold and bold, step by step, until the last sentence, flick the sleeves.

A low thunderclap erupted in the sky, billowing and spreading.

Yun Zhongjun was shocked, lost his mind and lost his words.

The two cloud generals kicked back, and fell to their knees.

I didn't dare to look and listen.

And Zhao Li stood in place, and after talking with Yun Zhongjun, he finally realized why he felt aggrieved and unhappy after knowing these things, and why he didn't want to let You fall into that kind of puppet-like fate, his race, never believed in the high gods, they created myths, and the powerful gods are all human.

Their heroes are praised for slaying gods and defeating natural disasters.

If the heroes he knew, they would inevitably choose to reappear in the world in ancient times, lead the race, and face disasters.

Instead of watching everything happen.

The myths he fabricated were false, but their core was true, just like the choice in the face of disaster, the Taoist drum pot was true, the master traveled around the seven countries was true, the Buddha smiled with flowers, and Zen Buddhism was also true with the heart, all of which are true, how can they be false? Since there is no falsehood, what is the so-called refining of the false and true?

It's not fake, it's true.

For the sake of the Word, for the preaching.

If the Word is true, how can it be false?

Obsessed, obsessed!!

The one who did not realize turned out to be me!

It turned out to be me!

Zhao Li couldn't help laughing out loud, the diaphragm that seemed to have been realized several times, but couldn't see through, collapsed, he felt as if he was completely in line with heaven and earth, and felt that everything in this heaven and earth was clear in his eyes and heart, all beings were lovely, laughing happily, heartily, he sat on the clouds, looked at the cloud god who had lost his mind, and said:

"Fellow Daoist, how's it going?"

Yun Zhongjun saw that Xu Fu's eyes in front of him were gentle, as if they had changed, and as if they were the same as just now, thinking of Fang Cai's bold and sharp remarks, and thinking of the hearty laughter, he must have recalled something, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Is this Heavenly Court?"

"The way of the Taoist friend is different from the correct way of my friend. ”

Zhao Li replied: "The Tao is different, not conspiring with each other, but there is no distinction between superior and inferior. ”

"I can ask you now, did you make any choice in the first place?"

Yun Zhongjun was silent, his eyes fell on the teacup, his voice was cold, and he replied: "I don't take anything, and I don't have the means to turn the tide." Then it is better not to interfere, and bring your own race to this secret realm in the clouds, isolated from the world, at least to protect the stability of the place. ”

And you can stay at home without going out.

Yun Zhongjun is really not the kind of god who is high above.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiannian couldn't help but point at Yun Zhongjun, shook his head and laughed:

"Sure enough, as I expected, he is worthy of being a Taoist friend. ”

Yun Zhongjun felt that the person in front of him was becoming more and more rude, but he couldn't feel disgusted inexplicably, seeing that the other party raised the teacup and handed it over, he smiled and said that it was a faux pas and apologized, and the corners of his forehead twitched, this cup of tea, if he took it, he would lose face, and it would not be good if he didn't take it, so he simply swept his sleeves and said coldly: "The Tao is different, don't conspire with each other!"

Zhao Li was not in a hurry, and added: "Although, at least we can drink tea together." ”

Yun Zhongjun: "............"

How many truths are there for heresies?

He couldn't help but be annoyed, swept his sleeve robe, gathered and dispersed, and drove the guest out directly.

Zhao Li landed under the cloud platform, but he also looked calm, stepping into the void step by step, and then the cloud sleeves flicked, and he saluted solemnly to Yun Zhongjun.

The smile on his face was constricted, his eyes were deep, and his temperament matched heaven and earth, and he said slowly:

"Thank you. ”

Zheng Se bowed, Zhao Li's figure slowly dissipated, Yun Zhongjun stretched out his hand to press his eyebrows, sighed, the words he heard in his mind were still there, like thunder and thunder, shocking, showing his boldness, so that he couldn't help but think, but he didn't dare to think deeply, his eyes fell on the authority and tea cup on the table, for a long time, sighed:

"No thanks......"

"It's not just you, I've learned a lot. ”

"You and I have argued, thank you is already in the truth, so why thank you?"

Flick your sleeves, the clouds will disappear, and the handsome and elegant gods will also leave.

I don't know how long it took, next to the table on the gimbal, the space cracked, Yun Zhongjun walked out quickly, drank the tea, and then neatly put away the authority, coughed, did not squint, and said lightly:

"Still......"

"I'll give you face. ”

Turn around, carve out space, step in, go, go home!

Coherent.

PS: What Zhao Li said, from Mozi Datori, Mencius, and the historical records, Yao, will not benefit one person with the disease of the world

There are also ancient myths, which everyone knows.

2-in-1 Today...... This part,At least the first third has been completed.,Of course,Because of the long update time.,And the problem of technique.,Yesterday I took out the dark line and pulled my crotch a little.,It's a pity.,And then this kind of plot won't be too much.,Too much is not a story.,You can rest assured.,I hope you don't get too rigid about these things......