This power is the power of the human world.

It's not the first time that Ning Que has perceived its existence. In the wasteland, the master stretched out his hand from the Southern Sword Pavilion thousands of miles away to summon the ancient sword to slash the golden dragon and kill the god general, using this kind of power, and in the houses on the other side of Yanming Lake, he felt this kind of power.

He wondered how this power could be used for his own purposes.

He had asked his master for advice on this issue. The Master said that I am the human world, and my strength is the human power—this answer is very simple and has no meaning to him.

He looked at the bright moon in the night dome, thought of the teacher, looked at the green pine on the cliffside, thought of the little uncle, looked at the front lawn of the Rotten Ke Temple flooded with blood, and thought of Liansheng.

He remembered the last conversation with the teacher on the shore of Surabaya—it turned out that Liansheng was right.

Uncle Xiao is proud and free, he wants to represent the world as a strong man and wants to pierce the sky, while the master thinks that he is the world, and he wants to lead the world to challenge Haotian.

However, the human world is the dwelling place of people, and the power of the human world comes from everyone who lives in it, and this power cannot be represented, nor does it need to be led, and everyone must be together to truly exert this power.

In fact, the master is already on the right path when he built the academy in the Tang Dynasty, but the master still wants to educate and guide through guò, so as to lead everyone to do this.

Because of his obsession, the realm that Liansheng has reached is still some distance away from his master and uncle, but it is also because of his obsession that he thinks things more extremely.

In the night rain, looking at his wife's lonely grave, he wanted to dig up the grave, but finally gave up and drifted away, and from that moment on, Liansheng was already crazy.

After that, whether it was self-destructing the Demon Sect or bloodbathing, it was all in his madness.

He wants to destroy the world, and in his eyes there is no meaning in living and dying, including himself.

He has been pursuing all his life to cover the heavens with demons and shun the heavens with the Tao, and finally reach the other side with Buddhism, jumping out of the Three Realms and not among all living beings, so as to erase the ruthless Heavenly Dao of the old world in the new world, and find some things that he wants to find through time.

In other words, he wants to break the most fundamental rules of this world, he wants to destroy Haotian, and the method he chooses is to make the whole world go crazy with him, or even destroy Miè.

This method is bloody and brutal, but it is correct.

If Haotian knew that there was such a person, just because he wanted to resurrect his wife in the tomb, he came up with such a crazy idea, he would probably tremble, right?

Ning Que wandered in the world with Sangsang when he was a child, and he didn't have much patience, so when Sangsang was able to do something a little, he kept teaching her a word.

"Do your own thing. ”

Then things in the world should also be done by people, and everyone should do it together.

Ning Que opened his eyes and found that he was still standing on the long street of wind and snow.

He didn't know if he had woken up or if he was still dreaming.

He looked at the wounded people on the street who gritted their teeth and refused to scream, looked at the corpses of ordinary people, and looked at the two seriously injured but stubborn teenagers, and thought about a lot of things.

Chang'an City is not a city, it is a people, and everyone who lives in the city.

The strength of the world comes from everyone who lives here.

Several, dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, tens of millions.

Everyone's will and desire is a kind of strength.

The desire of tens of millions of people is the strength of the world together.

This power is infinitely powerful, it can change the face of heaven and earth, and it can resist the passage of time.

This kind of power is in the lotus birth, and it is a monstrous blood wave.

This kind of power is in the little uncle, which is the traces left by the sword.

This kind of power is in the Master's place, and it is the desire to break the sky.

But that's not all there is to this power.

Rensheng did not receive the recognition of this power, or he did not have the opportunity to mobilize it.

Uncle Xiao has thousands of people, heroic and unparalleled, so he is lonely.

The master is a master of all ages, but he forgets that ink scrolls always need to be written by the students themselves.

Master Yan Se spent his whole life searching for that word. That word represents the power of the world.

But as the Lord once said, the word was too heavy.

How can the will of tens of millions of people not be heavy.

And how can the will of millions of people be the same?

So no one was able to write that word.

Even the Master couldn't write it.

At this time, Ning Que finally saw that word clearly.

He saw a lot of people on Suzaku Street.

Thousands of ordinary people, for the same purpose, came together.

They built a new wall out of flesh and blood.

Zhongzhi, at this time, really became a city.

The wishes and desires of the thousands of people here are so strong.

This is a part of the world.

For Chang'an City, this was the most desperate and angry moment.

But it was the best moment to write that word.

The question that Ning Que needs to think about now is, how should that word be written? Seeing that word does not mean that he can write that word. Just like when he first boarded the old bookstore, looking at the precious classics on the shelves, looking at the words that he had seen countless times, not to mention writing, he couldn't even remember them.

He remembered the three months of boating on the sea, and the conversations of his teacher.

The master said that Haotian is not the world itself, but the most fundamental set of rules in this world.

Master Tzu said that when the rules control the world, the world is stable and boring, and only when new forces emerge and break the old rules can the world be revitalized and interesting.

The Master said that man is the greatest product of this world, because man has wisdom and can pass it on, and man has the instinctive will to resist or even break the fundamental rules of this world.

That will is so stubborn and powerful that it can be called longing.

Therefore, the world and Haotian will inevitably go to opposition, until the winner is separated.

In the past history of this world, Haotian has won countless victories, the world has ushered in countless long nights, and those inherited wisdom have withered in the cold eternal night.

But the world will always recover again and challenge again.

It's daytime, and the sky is naturally white.

The snowflakes that fall from the sky are also white.

Suzaku Street in the wind and snow is white.

The blood that had accumulated in the streets gradually turned black.

The Tang people who fell in pools of blood were all dressed in dark clothes.

The bricks, iron pots, and night pots scattered on the street were filthy and black.

Since Haotian chose white, the world chose black.

In Ning Que's eyes, this world became black and white.

Light and darkness, holiness and pickle.

The world of black and white becomes a minimalist picture in his eyes.

It became two absolutely parallel straight lines, looking indifferently from afar, never willing to approach.

The two lines are shortened, and there is a length.

This is a pattern that Ning Que is very familiar with, and it is the first rune he has learned: two characters.

Immediately afterward, one of the lines suddenly deflected and pierced into the other.

This is the second rune he realized by the lake last night: the character of the puppet.

When two straight lines touch, the two worlds are connected, but they cannot be combined, and a violent conflict begins.

A chilling cutting intent, as if to cut the entire space.

Unlike Master Yan Se's Tic Tac characters, which have their own rules and their own calm areas, the Tic Tac characters spread endlessly to the surrounding areas, growing fiercely like weeds.

The characters are very powerful, and after cutting, the two worlds can be connected, which has an endless meaning, representing the balance between the world and Haotian.

But this is not what Ning Que wants, nor is it what Chang'an City needs today.

Looking at the characters on the snow street, he seemed to see countless weeds, as if he saw two dry firewood, and more like he saw a firewood knife stuck in the fertile field.

Two firewoods could not be put together, and one firewood slowly collapsed.

One of the hands held the hilt of the knife and tried to pull the knife out of the field.

Suddenly, a mossy stone appeared in the weed. It was the stone at the bottom of Daming Lake in front of the Demon Sect Mountain Gate.

When Uncle Xiao broke the block, he cut two sword marks on each stone.

Two sword marks, one word.

Ning Que really woke up.

For this situation, he was no stranger to looking at the sword marks left by the little uncle in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, and he had a similar experience when facing the statue of the Stone Venerable in the Rotten Ke Temple.

Today, he has been meditating on the snow street for a short time, but he has gained a lot, even if some of them cannot be used by him now, as long as he can live, he will definitely become the most valuable treasure on his cultivation path.

He knew something had happened.

Then he heard the sentence "your grandmother" to the second one.

Then he heard the Lord ask the elder brother, "Who has the heavens spared?"

He had heard it before.

In the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, Liansheng once asked him the same thing.

At that time, his answer was: Man will conquer the sky, why should the sky spare.

But today he didn't want to answer like that.

Between him and the viewer were hundreds of old and weak women and children.

For him, these old and weak women and children are tens of millions.

Passing through the tens of millions of people, he looked into the eyes of the Lord and said, "If the heavens do not obey, they will be destroyed." ”

Compared with answering Liansheng back then, his answer today seems more calm and affirmative.

Not because he had the confidence to defeat the Lord, nor because he wanted to express his own arrogance, but because he really understood the truth, so he was calm.

Because the desire of the human heart is freedom, the heavens will not obey, and then the only way is to destroy the heavens.

Whether you win or lose, it's always something to do.

Because that's why this is the principle of the academy.

After saying this, he grasped the hilt of the knife and prepared to pull the Pu knife out of the ground.

With this movement, the slowly rotating liquid in his abdomen exploded violently, spraying everywhere, and Haoran Qi grew wildly like a weed, shaking his waist.

Chang'an City sensed the changes on the snow street.

Countless heaven and earth vitality, as the wind and snow fell, poured into his body through the guò array of eyes and pestles.

His aura changed suddenly, and he began to climb towards the peak of the Knowing Destiny Realm.

(Note: The dog at home is sick and has blood in the urine, and has been running outside for a day, not complaining, but updating it very late, to explain to you, the second chapter continues to be written, I hope it can be written before two o'clock.) In addition, I strongly feel that the second chapter of the demon is worth revisiting, about Ning Que teaching Sangsang: do your own things...... This is a sentence that my niece taught her in kindergarten when she was a child, and whenever I wanted to help her do something, she always said to me very seriously: do your own thing, and vice versa. I love her so much, I miss her at this time, honey, I know you're going to see this, help me say hello to your classmates. ）