Chapter 232: A Miracle

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It's just dawn, and the snow hasn't stopped.

The fierce cold wind howled, bringing up showers of snowflakes and dancing wildly, completely breaking the peace of the morning.

It's just that this wind is neither a mountain wind nor a valley wind, but a sword wind.

There are thousands of millimeters, and every bit of it carries the killing intent of destroying the world and destroying the world.

The person who danced the sword was Yang Xiaoling.

At this moment, he was standing in a clearing covered with cold snow, waving the sword in his hand again and again.

Gradually, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he continued to wave the sword in his hand as if he didn't feel tired. It seems that only in this way can he alleviate some of the pain in his heart, and it seems that only in this way can he completely vent the hatred in his heart.

I don't know when, Murong Ke had slowly walked out of the cave, and then stood still at the entrance of the cave, looking at Yang Xiaoling with a regretful expression.

Although he was very sympathetic to the plight of the young man in front of him, he could only sigh at Yang Xiaoling's desperate way of torturing himself.

After a long sigh, Murong Ke opened his mouth and asked, "You are practicing swords so crazy, do you still want to take revenge?"

"Still thinking about revenge...... Hearing the old man's question, Yang Xiaoling finally stopped the sword in his hand for a while, glanced back at the other party, and said coldly: "All I think about is revenge. Revenge has become the meaning of my life, and it is also the motivation to support me to live."

Murong Ke sighed again and shook his head: "If a person lives just to take revenge, don't you think he is too pitiful?"

Yang Xiaoling could only bow his head and be silent.

After a moment, he suddenly looked up again at the snow-capped ethereal peak in the distance, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Murong Ke frowned, and said lightly: "You want to go out"?

Yang Xiaoling was still silent.

Murong Ke shook his head slowly and said: "On that day, you were all in despair, jumping down from the top of the Ethereal Peak, thinking about dying, but who wanted to die but didn't die." However, although you are still alive at this time, all you want is to go out and take revenge. I don't know if you have ever thought about what would happen if you really went out of here one day, and whether the revenge you couldn't get away with that day would be avenged later. If God has let you live, why do you have to kill yourself? Wouldn't it be foolish to do that?"

Yang Xiaoling finally opened his eyes and said, "You say I'm stupid"?

Murong Ke nodded and said, "Yes."

Yang Xiaoling sneered and asked rhetorically, "What about you?"

Murong Ke frowned and said, "What"?

Yang Xiaoling asked coldly: "You are alone in this barren and uninhabited valley, struggling to survive in such a difficult environment for twenty years, is it also because you are too stupid?"

Murong Ke was speechless for a moment.

Yang Xiaoling said sadly: "Everyone has a fate that he can't escape. So, in many cases, it's not that we want to live like this, it's just that we are in a situation where the road under our feet is too helpless, or we just have no choice."

Murong Ke only smiled bitterly and sighed.

Yang Xiaoling was aroused for a while, and sighed silently.

After a while, Murong Ke suddenly raised his eyes and glanced into the distance, and then asked with some loss, "Then I don't know when you plan to leave?"

"When to leave, yes, when to leave, haha......"?

Yang Xiaoling laughed and said to himself: "During this time, I have already checked around. This place is a desperate valley at all, and the surrounding cliffs must be more than 200 zhang to say the least, and the slope is extremely steep, almost completely vertical. I'm not a Da Luo Jin Immortal, and I can't control the clouds. Although I wanted to leave, it was not easy to get out of here. Otherwise, with your martial arts cultivation as a senior, how could you be trapped here for as long as twenty years?"

"You are different ......from me", Murong Ke looked down at his legs, and said with a sad smile: "Although I used to know a few martial arts, I was already picked by Duanmu Jing to break my hamstrings twenty years ago. Now, although I still have a breath of air, what difference can I make from a dead man."

Yang Xiaoling also smiled and said with a wry smile: "Even if our hands and feet are sound, we are just ordinary people after all. To put it bluntly, manpower is limited after all, and in the face of nature, the power of one person is really minimal."

"Yes, in the face of nature, man's power is too small."

Murong Ke nodded first, then shook his head again and said, "But don't forget, things in this world sometimes have one or two exceptions once in a while."

Yang Xiaoling snorted coldly and said, "What exceptions?"

"Miracles".

"Miracle"?

Murong Ke nodded and said, "Not bad." Although manpower is limited, there are still some miracles in this world."

Yang Xiaoling sneered: "Since you said that there are miracles in this world, why have I never encountered them."

Murong Ke suddenly smiled slightly, and said, "Back then, I was thrown off the top of the Ethereal Peak after Duanmu Jing broke my hamstrings, but I didn't die, and I have been alive here for twenty years. You jumped from the top of the Ethereal Peak that day, but you didn't die either. As you said earlier, the cliffs around here are at least 200 feet high, but neither of us was killed, don't you think it's a miracle?"

Yang Xiaoling opened his mouth and could no longer refute.

Murong Ke smiled faintly and said, "Miracles do exist, but first, you have to learn to believe in it. Only if you believe in miracles, you will be favored by miracles."

"Only by believing in miracles will you be favored by ......"?

"Yes".

Yang Xiaoling was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "I understand."

Murong Ke nodded in appreciation: "Very good."

Yang Xiaoling said loudly: "Before, I never believed in anyone, even myself, and of course I didn't believe in miracles. I don't know until today that miracles have always been around me, but I never believed in them."

Murong Ke chuckled, his eyes full of appreciation.

He stretched out his hand and rummaged in his arms for a while, and only after a long time did he find something wrapped in rags, looked at it, and threw it to Yang Xiaoling.

Yang Xiaoling stretched out his hand to take it, and wondered: "What is this?"

Murong Ke replied casually: "Ethereal Peak's martial arts secrets."

"What ......", Yang Xiaoling was instantly startled, looked at the things in his hand excitedly, and said in ecstasy for a long time: "You said this is your Ethereal Peak's martial arts secrets"?

Murong Ke nodded slowly.

Yang Xiaoling You couldn't believe it, and asked again: "Is this really the secret book of Ethereal Peak's martial arts"?

"Of course".

Seeing that the old man was very sure, Yang Xiaoling carefully looked at the small object wrapped in rags in his hand, and he even wondered if he was dreaming at this time.

Ethereal Peak is the first major sect in martial arts. Then, if this thing in his hand was really the secret book of Ethereal Peak's martial arts, even a fool would be able to understand what it meant behind it.

What's more, he's not a fool yet.

Seeing the stunned and surprise on Yang Xiaoling's face, Murong Ke suddenly smiled.

Is it, what is hidden behind this smile is the pride and pride he has from the bottom of his heart for the Ethereal Peak.

He said with a smile: "Although the most fundamental reason why Ethereal Peak can become so big today is that the most fundamental reason is related to the chivalrous style of our disciples in the past generations to follow benevolence and morality, punish adultery and eliminate evil, but if it weren't for the wonderful martial arts method of Ethereal Peak as a backing, I'm afraid that no matter how benevolent and righteous we are, we can't get to where we are today."

Yang Xiaoling nodded again and again: "Indeed." There is no absolute boundary between right and wrong, and good and evil merit and demerit are only used as an excuse to cover up one's hypocrisy in conflicts of interest. Therefore, morality has always been judged only by the strong, and if there is no strong enough strength, no matter how correct the truth is, it will be just an empty sentence that makes people laugh after all."

"Maybe you don't know that the founding patriarch of my Ethereal Peak was originally an ordinary peasant boy under the Ethereal Peak. By chance, when chopping wood on the mountain, I watched the thousands of weather on this ethereal peak, and suddenly realized in my heart, so I created a set of strange and treacherous martial arts methods. Since then, he has started a sect on the Ethereal Peak, abiding by benevolence, righteousness and morality, and broadcasting chivalrous fame in the world with a chivalrous and upright demeanor.

Yang Xiaoling only listened to it with great emotion, and in the midst of his pride, he said with fascination: "What was created by the ancestor of the Ethereal Peak Sect that day is the ......."

Murong Ke stared at the cloth bag in Yang Xiaoling's hand, nodded slowly, and said, "It is this set of martial arts tips in your hand."