Chapter 106: The Theory of Good and Evil
The young man with the long sword approaching, and the blood in the corner of his mouth grinned.
He was not in a hurry, stretched out his second index finger, and at the moment when Hanguang was about to stab him, he stretched out his second index finger and accurately clamped the tip of the sword handed over by Xu Changan.
This scene made Xu Changan's expression change.
There is no shadow of the light, even the great grandmaster couldn't figure out the length of the light, but the young man in front of him, who was just a little grandmaster, thought it through, and even knew the angle and speed of Xu Chang'an's stab. Otherwise, it would not be possible to be so accurate.
His eyes were as sharp as those of Xue Feiyu, as if they contained a sharp sword.
"Xu Changan, I didn't want to see you, but I didn't expect you to find it yourself. β
He let go of his hand, and Xu Changan withdrew his long sword.
There was a fishy smell from the cave, Xu Changan frowned and looked at the young man in front of him, not knowing if it was because of the smell of blood or because of this young man.
The young man clapped his hands with a smile on his face.
Xu Changan didn't act rashly, this person must know him very well, this is the only person who knows him so well except for Li Daoyi and Qing Jiu.
This made Xu Changan have a sense of crisis, a person who knows himself but doesn't know himself will always bring a threat to others.
"Hanguang, it's really a good sword. With that sword just now, the Grandmaster may not be able to follow, and even the Grand Grandmaster may be injured. But alas, you met me. β
These words are praising Xu Chang'an and himself.
The young man approached Xu Chang'an, as if admiring a statue, and circled around Xu Chang'an, constantly looking at him.
"Not bad, not bad. The young man sighed first, then squinted, as if he had known Xu Changan for many years and was an old friend who had known each other for many years, and patted Xu Changan on the shoulder, "I know, if you want to go to that old monster, I won't keep you." β
With that, the young man turned and returned to the naked female bodies.
He began to stroke, then licked the blood from the corpse.
His look of enjoyment made Xu Changan feel chilled for a while, and even felt a little nauseous.
Xu Changan stared at that face, he didn't look like an old monster, and he was only a little grandmaster in cultivation.
Since he was so familiar with Hanguang, Xu Changan frowned and pulled out the burner from behind him.
The young man who was sucking blood seemed to feel threatened, and he raised his head and looked at Xu Changan.
Anyone who draws a sword in front of him, unless he is a fool, will not be so stupid as someone else to draw a sword, and he will misunderstand that he wants you to see the sword.
The young man's eyes became sharper and sharper, he looked at Xu Changan and took a step back.
"What do you mean by this? Xu Changan, make way for you, don't be ignorant!"
At this moment the young man put his hand into his bosom and took out a pair of wings.
He pinched the pair of wings tightly and stared at Xu Changan.
Xu Changan didn't speak, but his eyes swept to the women who were mutilated to death by this young man.
"Are you for them?" the young man was a little surprised.
Xu Changan nodded, and Yan pointed directly at the young man.
"This is burning, one of the three demon swords, the heavy sword has no edge, and it is not skillful. The main purpose of this sword is to resist it with strength, not moving like a mountain, and sweeping thousands of armies at every turn. β
The young man seemed to be carrying the message of the sword, and his gaze was full of jealousy.
He didn't care much about Hanguang, but he was extremely jealous of burning.
He holds a feather wing in each of his left and right hands, and the word "wind" is written on the feather of his left hand, and the word "thunder" is written on the feather of his right hand.
"Xu Changan, I warn you one last time, leave quickly, otherwise don't say that you can't get to Pengshan, you can't even get to my Xue family's territory!"
Xu Changan raised his eyebrows, and finally vaguely knew the identity of the young man in front of him.
The people of the Snow Family, where is there a second Snow Family in this place? Naturally, it is the Snow Eagle lineage, the descendants of the Snow Flying Feather they saw earlier.
"So what, if you kill so many people, can you stay out of the matter just because your surname is Xue? Could it be that you didn't kill these people?"
This is the first time Xu Changan has spoken after coming in.
The young man raised his eyebrows, and the two wings of the "Wind and Thunder" in his hand tightened.
"What, you still want to make a move against Young Master Ben for these untouchables?"
"Untouchables?"
Xu Changan repeated, his momentum rose, and it could be seen that this sentence hurt him.
"That's right, I'm strong and she's weak, for me, they are naturally pariahs and playthings, and in the same way, if your surname Xu has the ability, you are strong and I am weak, you can also treat me as a plaything!"
Hearing this, Xu Changan was stunned for a moment, his mouth was half open, and he couldn't close his mouth in surprise.
He originally thought that this young man surnamed Xue, like the previous demon clan, would come up with that set of bloodline theories. What he didn't expect was that this young man didn't care about bloodline at all, he only cared about strength and weakness.
Xu Changan's mouth closed, sighed, and shook his head.
"Isn't that right?" the young man surnamed Xue asked rhetorically.
Xu Changan nodded heavily, fearless of his sharp gaze, and said softly: "I used to think that the meat is weak and the strong eat the absolute truth, but later I understood that if this is the case, then what kind of wisdom do we need." I don't deny that in fact, all the fights and killings in the world are for the sake of fighting for a strong and weak, but you are the strongest, and you kill all the people who are weaker than you, just like now, if you kill all the women, what do you gain? The world becomes dissenting because of life, isn't it?"
Xu Changan's tone softened, like a gentleman in a private school who taught his students.
The young man surnamed Xue sighed, his eyes softened a little, and there was a hint of pity.
"Xu Changan, I know a lot of things about you, you almost died in Chang'an, you almost died in Fengwu Mountain, and your life hung by a thread in Manxue Mountain, are you still so naΓ―ve that you realized these things?"
"If you are asked to let go of your brother's little master's hatred, are you willing?"
When Xu Changan heard this, he pursed his lips and did not answer.
"I finally know why my grandfather admired you, and he said, ah, you are a person who has a special affection for the whole world. I'm a Snow Eagle clan, and my bloodline is not strong. But in the world of the demon clan, no one will bless you, if there is no grandfather Tianzong heroic achievements in the Heavenly Realm and a great reputation, my Snow Eagle clan is just other people's food and playthings, just like these women. β
Xu Changan didn't know how to answer this question, he even lowered his head.
"To tell you the truth, we used to envy the Terrans, because there are always strong people who will protect the freedom of the weak. But as a result, my grandfather said that the weak people of your human race even started to fight among themselves, and the weak people bullied the weaker people, and this kind of thing abounds. β
When Xu Changan heard this, he remembered the veteran Wu Qianhe, wasn't his kindness exactly the object of being bullied by evil? But what was even more ridiculous was that before, these so-called high-ranking officials and nobles had always protected these evils. Because of these "evils" and loans, officials have more silver taels to squander.
He was a little ashamed.
"The reason why Grandpa chose to let you pass safely and greeted the nearby mountains is because you have a beautiful story hidden in your heart, where everyone is equal and humble, all ethnic groups live in peace, and they are happy like a family. But, Xu Changan, I remind you that this is impossible, it is not your fault with me, it is the fault of the world. Take your human race as an example, no matter how powerful the dynasty is, no matter how clear the politics, it is inevitable that evil and good will clash. β
"Everything I have is to follow the road, the strong bully the weak, the evil bullies the good, according to your Taoist doctrine, this is the law of this world. β
Xu Changan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart and began to doubt himself.
He had to admit that the young man had a certain point.
His head ached, and he was horrified to find that he was not so disgusted by the scene in front of him.
It seems that as the young man of the Snow Eagle Clan said, this is the true truth of nature and the world.
This young man saw Xu Changan's state, and the wind and thunder wings in his hand also loosened, sighed, patted Xu Changan's shoulder and said: "I envy the people who have experienced wind and rain and can still love people in this world as passionately as the sun." β
After saying that, he left directly.
Xu Changan fell into chaos at this time, he thought of Wu Qianhe, thought of Tie Caiyi, who sacrificed himself in Tiejian Mountain, thought of the targeting of the demon clan, thought of the battle of Yuezhou, thought of Zhan Xu, thought of Wang Zihan who did not hesitate to live and die to save himself, and thought of Shen Qiong.
If the world is really good, then nothing that happens to you or to them should not happen.
His eyes began to change again, becoming red, his eyes were not as clear as before, they looked a little cloudy, his breathing became heavy, and the burning in his hand looked a little excited.
At this moment, "Crossing Life" was running automatically, Xu Changan thought of the little master's parting words, Xu Changan thought of the words left by Zeng Fuzi, and thought of Xuanyuan Chutian's tolerance for himself and respect for the law of the country.
Even if the world is difficult, we should be brave and go forward.
There are a lot of things, do you need results?
Xu Changan asked himself, it is because of generation after generation of "stupid people" that this world has become what it is today, although it is not the best, but it is not the worst.
Xu Changan smiled, his eyes no longer cloudy.
He carried the burner and rushed out.
The young man surnamed Xue felt that Xu Changan was chasing after him, and with a wave of the wind and thunder wings in his hand, the wind suddenly swept and the thunder exploded.
In order to keep him, Xu Changan took a breath and ran "Ben Lei", which exploded the thunder against the thunder, and finally the young man surnamed Xue didn't have time to escape, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground.
The Snow Eagle clan is not afraid of dexterous swordsmanship, they themselves are the dexterous way to go, but what they are afraid of is those swordsmanship that seem clumsy, but they are capable of sweeping thousands of troops.
Therefore, when he saw the burning, there was a look of jealousy.
Xu Changan fell, and the long sword pointed at the young man.
From the brief confrontation just now, there was also Chang Moche's mention, everyone below knew that this young man belonged to the Snow Eagle clan, and seeing that Xu Chang'an's long sword was about to stab down, there were two more people in front of this young man who stopped Xu Changan.
These two are Chang Moche and Li Daoyi.
"Xu Changan, be sober, don't forget what we're here for!" Li Daoyi roared angrily.
At the same time, a voice came from the sky.
"Xu Changan, the old man is kind enough to help you, what do you want!"