158.Chapter 158

Since there is nothing in the garden, it is better to go out and have a look, he put away the flashbang, still holding the lightsaber, and lay down from the side of the wall, ready to go beyond the wall, but just flew up, as if he had hit something, fortunately he has been paying attention to all kinds of possible accidents, always vigilant, and it does not hurt to hit, but the lightsaber in his hand has drawn a deadly halo and swung towards the thing he touches above. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There was no reaction, Wang Jie stood on the ground and looked at it, he should have cut something down, but now he didn't have the slightest reaction.

This so-called sky is actually a ceiling, and it can resist my lightsaber!

Wang Jie didn't know how to judge, so he suddenly swung his sword and slashed at the wall, which also had no effect.

"Hahaha......" The voice rang out again.

Wang Jie raised his head and shouted: "Who the hell is it, sneaky, there is a kind of coming out." ā€

"You still ask me, suddenly broke into my space, and you don't know how to be polite, do you still come to ask me?"

Wang Jie listened, but also a little relieved, at least the person who spoke in Chinese, he has been in the United States for a long time, English can be said to be enough to pretend to be ABC, (American-born Chinese) but occasionally hear the native accent, although the accent does not sound right, but China has a vast territory and many accents, but it is basically the same language, naturally there can be a seven, seven, eight, eight.

Wang Jie withdrew the blade of the lightsaber, no longer flashing with a red fierce light, but still held it in his hand quietly, and said: "Senior Wang Jie, I don't know who the predecessor is, I met in a foreign land, and I just lost my respect. ā€

"Hmph, you came here from the key I left behind with my pen and ink, and asked me who I am." The voice continued, sounding like that of an elderly man.

Wang Jie asked tentatively, "Mr. Bai Xingjian?" ā€

"It's the old man, which junior are you?" Bai Xingjian replied proudly.

Wang Jie said: "I don't know which one, can you ask what kind of place it is." ā€

"Every cultivator will have a private space bag, don't you also have such an energy reaction on your body?" Bai Xingjian's voice said.

Wang Jie looked down at the gem hanging on his chest, seemed to have some understanding, and said, "I kind of understand, but this is still very small." ā€

Bai Xingjian said: "It's okay, two lives are two, two are three, and three are infinite, it's a very simple truth, and when you cultivate to the depths and understand the truth of all things, you can always turn it into the place you want to become." ā€

Wang Jie nodded, as if he was thinking, and said, "By the way, can the seniors come out to see it, I haven't seen a cultivator from my hometown." ā€

Bai Xingjian said: "I can't do it, I'm just a remnant soul separated from my own soul, so it doesn't matter if I see it, although I can also conjure up a phantom, but it's meaningless, I don't have a physical entity now." ā€

"Sounds so powerful," Wang Jie thought, he turned his head to look at the position of the couch just now, and the two phantoms of a man and a woman there just now had a little such meaning, and said, "By the way, what are the seniors doing here." ā€

Bai Xingjian's voice came: "Didn't your master tell you, what's going on, no one has come here to ask me for advice for many years, what's going on." ā€

Wang Jie's heart moved, and said: "This, I can only say that I don't have a teacher, but I seem to understand the problems of my predecessors, it's like this......"

Wang Jie told Bai Xingjian about some of the rumors he had heard about cultivators, 1510 and Bai Xingjian, Bai Xingjian had no words during the day, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he said: "No wonder, I thought that the people of later generations had forgotten me." ā€

Wang Jie asked, "Speaking of which, what are the seniors doing here?" ā€

"Take out the gem and show it to me."

Wang Jie listened, thought for a while, or according to his words, took out the gem, held it in his hand, Wang Jie could feel that the gem seemed to move, wanted to fly out of his hand, but was held by him, after a while, Bai Xingjian's voice came: "It's strange, I have never seen or heard of this thing, it must be after my ascension, for you, this is a treasure of heaven and earth, but for others, it is an ordinary thing, and can master the power of space and time, at least I have never heard of it." ā€

"yes, it's rare." Wang Jie said.

Bai Xingjian continued: "Moreover, you said that later, the **** and the cultivation inheritance of overseas people were completely cut off, it is incredible, who has such power." ā€

Wang Jie said, "Aren't you still there?" ā€

Bai Xingjian's voice began to be low, and said: "I'm just a wandering soul, when I was about to fly away, I thought about it, and left a wandering soul in the small space I carried with me, and at the same time, in **** places, left some door keys, as long as it is a child with qualified talents, you can come to me from this, and relieve my confusion, I can't contact the fairy world." ā€

Wang Jie thought for a while and said, "So, what problem do you want to solve here?" ā€

Bai Xingjian said: "My question is, what is your opinion on whether the matter of sexual intercourse between men and women is a good thing or a bad thing for my human race. ā€

"Well, this topic is really necessary for research." Wang Jie scratched his head, thought about it, and just wanted to speak, Bai Xingjian spoke, "Don't be in a hurry to answer, you don't have a division commander, you don't know my rules, answer once, if you can't satisfy me, you have to take me with a sword, although I don't plan to beat you to death, but once you answer indiscriminately, I will be seriously injured by me, you will be sent out of here, and you will never come back." ā€

Wang Jie said: "Eh, question, senior, why is it so stipulated, don't you want to find someone to help you solve your doubts, the people who helped you have been beaten down, how else can I help you." ā€

Bai Xingjian said: "I hate to answer randomly, even if I answer correctly, it can be very hateful." ā€

Wang Jie thought for a while and said, "I understand the logic of my predecessors, but on this issue, I think my predecessors must have discussed it with countless philosophers many years ago, and there must have been someone to answer your question over the years, haven't they all been solved?" ā€

Bai Xingjian said: "You don't have to ask about this. ā€

Wang Jie listened and thought for a while, and said: "Actually, this kind of problem, there are three explanations, the first one, that the love between men and women is a serious and good thing, isn't there such a poem, the world is colorless and sparsely populated, if there are no these **** things, the number of human races is definitely not as much as it is now, I also admit, maybe the creator is so magical, designed human beings to be like this, made. Love is a very, very comfortable thing, so that human beings can enjoy it so that they can start to rule the world gradually, and that's a good thing, otherwise where would you and I come from? ā€

Bai Xingjian didn't speak, Wang Jie continued: "Of course, there is another kind, it must be a counterexample, because of men and women, how much loss the world has suffered, how many people have died, such as Helen who caused the Trojan War, ah, you haven't heard of this, this is a Westerner's business, you are a person from the late Tang Dynasty, you should know about Yang Guifei and Tang Minghuang, although there is a suspicion of blame or blame, but in the Anshi Rebellion, how can there be some problems with this ********, In fact, historically, because of this bad thing, there are not a few people who have caused the country to break the mountains and rivers, in other words, what do you think of the princes of the Beacon Fire Theater. ā€

There was no movement over there, Wang Jie continued: "If you look at affairs in dialectics, then there should be centrist thinking, in fact, there is nothing to do, you are also a well-known literati in my Chinese history, the master said, eating men and women, people's great desire to exist, this is the nature of things, just like eating, men and women **** can not be without moderation, and can not be lacking." ā€

After Wang Jie finished speaking, after a long time, Bai Xingjian said, "This is your answer?" ā€

"Almost," Wang Jie thought for a moment and said, "Is there any other explanation?" ā€

"Stupid, what I want is your opinion, your opinion, but you dropped your bookbag with me, ready to take it," Bai Xingjian paused, and said: "I am here the Qinglian Realm method passed down by the poet immortal Li Bai, although it is only as big as what you see now, out of this range is where the void is, it is not as good as Li Bai Qinglian Realm covers a radius of 100 miles, and it is a system of its own, but it is still a small world, you can try to use all your abilities to resist my sword, and ask for more blessings." ā€

"No," Wang Jie listened, he was stunned for a moment, then took out his lightsaber and made a defensive shape, only to see an empty sword appear in front of him, the sword body was simple, and it flew in front of Wang Jie's eyes.

Just listened to one sound, "Medium", as soon as the sword body moved, Wang Jie could feel a burst of light suddenly burst out from the sword, just shot towards his shoulder, and when he slashed down, he raised the lightsaber and wanted to resist, but this seemed to have no effect, Bai Xingjian's sword had already pierced a hole in Wang Jie's arm, and then disappeared.

Wang Jie looked at everything in front of him incredulously, and then immediately took out the wound medicine, applied it to himself, and then asked: "What is the principle of this, this sword appeared in front of you out of thin air, and it can't be prevented at all." ā€

Bai Xingjian said coldly: "Guess for yourself, this is not such a little trick that you can use to be so angry." ā€

Wang Jie tore off his clothes and confirmed that what had just stabbed his left arm was the sword that Bai Xingjian had changed in front of him, and there was even his own blood on it, and the wound was exactly the same width as the sword, but the sword just now was obviously still in place, but he just felt a burst of light, and before he even had time to look closely, he had already found that he had stabbed himself.

Feeling the cold feeling of the healing medicine, knowing that it had taken effect, but it was impossible to move at will within an hour or two, Wang Jie raised his head, looked at the sword, guessed something, and suddenly said, "Can I rest?" ā€

"You can rest for as long as you want." Bai Xingjian said, and as he spoke, the sword disappeared.

Wang Jie sat down and patted the ground, it was neither hot nor cold here, the temperature was just right, took out a bunch of snacks, replenished the physical strength consumed, he raised his head and said: "Senior, you are here by yourself, aren't you lonely and lonely, from the Tang Dynasty to the present, it has been more than a thousand years." ā€

Bai Xingjian said: "I'm just a wandering soul, I don't feel lonely, this is a space isolated from the outside world, independent of the world, and when my ontology feels the need, it will take me back at any time." ā€

"But hasn't he taken it back all these years," Wang Jie rubbed his wound and said lightly: "Maybe something happened to the fairy world." ā€

Bai Xingjian said: "This is impossible, unlikely, absolutely impossible. He used three sentences in a row to explain, but how it felt wrong.

Wang Jie said: "This has been hundreds of years, if they are really still there, at least they will contact the monastic sects that still exist in Middle-earth." ā€

Bai Xingjian pondered for a moment and said: "Maybe something is delayed, as far as I know, the immortal realm includes the combination of human races and other ethnic groups that have risen up for thousands of years in the Great Dao of Human Comprehension, and they have arrived in another space to study the origin and everything of this world together, I can't imagine what kind of power can stop their contact with the human world." ā€

Wang Jie let go of the wound and looked at the wound that was close to healing, but there was still a little blood, and there should be no scars or long-term injuries, so he began to feel at ease and said, "Maybe it's infighting, do you know the internal power structure of the fairy world." ā€

Bai Xingjian said: "I myself was left by Bai Xingjian before his ascension, and I have been busy dealing with those children who are eager to learn several exercises passed down by Li Bai over the years, and I have been very busy, how can I contact any things in the fairy world, however, the fairy world has always had a way to pass on news to others, select and carry talents, that is, the legend of the immortal Fu Ding, and occasionally there will be people walking in the world, but as far as I know, there is no problem of power division in the fairy world, and infighting is even more impossible." ā€

Wang Jie thought for a while and said: "I guessed before, the fairy world, if it is really an immortal who seeks immortality and is at ease, then it can be said that he has entered a certain level of great satisfaction, how can he care about the money, land and other things that ordinary people care about, is there such a possibility, people in the fairy world, because of a certain difference in ********, for example, should develop like this, but others think that they should do that, so there are disagreements, and finally lead to internal wars?" ā€

Bai Xingjian didn't speak for a while, paused for a while and said, "This is not something you and I can understand, after all, you are so far away from going to the fairy world." ā€

"Understand, by the way, in your time, did you know about the religions of the alien races, and the gods behind them?" Wang Jie suddenly asked.

Bai Xingjian said: "This, there is no direct contact, my master-apprentice inheritance, from the poet immortal Li Bai, passed down from generation to generation, although there are occasional Nestorian missionaries, but there is really not much contact, normal people are concerned about their own cultivation, trying to soar as soon as possible, seeking immortality, rarely willing to go away to foreign lands." ā€

After he finished speaking, he said: "Maybe Xuanzang knows more." ā€

This obviously didn't help, Wang Jie thought about it carefully, it seems that in this great poet of the Tang Dynasty, who is also a cultivator, he can't get more information, or think about it, why just now, how could he suddenly break through his own defense with a sword and stab himself directly?