"Brother Fang!" Zhao Zhiping smiled, "It's really good that you didn't die." If you join us, our wish will be more certain to come true!"

"I will never be in the company of someone like you!" Fang Qiuyao limped over, wiped the blood on his face, shook off some of the flesh foam on his body, and said in a deep voice, "I just want to remind you, if anyone dares to touch Brother Ye, I will fight with whomever I want!"

Zhao Zhiping stroked his palm and said: "Brother Fang is really a man of temperament! At the beginning, you were able to defeat the three of us by joining forces, which really made me admire! It's just that there is an old saying that the one who knows the times is the one who is the best! Now that the lives of the whole village have been absorbed, and you are seriously injured, you have no chance. Do you really want to be martyred for your little son?"

Fang Qiuyao said word by word: "You shameless and despicable villains, greedy for life and afraid of death, ruthless and unjust, how can you understand the pursuit of my generation of men!"

"No, no!" Zhao Zhiping shook his head and sighed, "It seems that Brother Fang has a deep misunderstanding of us, so it's better to listen to me slowly." Life is a lifetime, and the grass grows in autumn. Everyone's pursuit is different. Some people are satisfied just to wait for the people who come to admire them, while some people think that they can see through the charming face and enchanting posture, and they only want to be drunk and dream of death and return to the mountains and forests. Foolish brother once thought that we should gallop into the frontier, fight for fame, and do a vigorous career, even if we only smile, it will not be in vain to suffer a ...... in the next life."

Fang Qiuyao looked at him coldly, and said disdainfully: "Such words come out of your mouth, it is really tainted in vain!"

Zhao Zhiping didn't care, looked up and sighed: "I have had a fierce dream like you. It's just that later, I met someone who changed my life. He once said that the bitterness and happiness in this world are only fleeting. No matter how bitter and happy it is, there is a limit and an end. Bitter, but the skin is peeled off and the flesh is off, and I am afraid to see life and death. I used to think that it was better to see my loved one suffer than to see my own suffer. But if you turn around and think about it, the coldest pain in this world is actually nothing more than that. When a person dies and the lights go out, it will be regarded as a dream and return to nothingness. And this joy can't withstand the ravages of time. When we are in bliss, we look forward to continuing, but in fact we are also looking at the passage of time, always thinking that we will encounter a moment in the future that can surpass all the joy of the past. But life waits for a hundred years, and it is fleeting. Therefore, the source of our suffering and the things we enjoy are actually the end point!"

"It's all nonsense!" Fang Qiuyao's tone was indifferent, but the expression in his eyes had changed slightly.

Zhao Zhiping waved his hand, revealing a trace of sentimentality, and said: "So there is that person with great ambitions, who vainly tries to bear the responsibility of the world with his own body, and survives the suffering of the common people with the heart of one person - in the end, he will end up with nothing." The so-called world, the so-called supreme, the strongest and the best, are also covered by the smoke and dust of history with the mud body. How many princes and princes have tried to dominate the empire, and how many heroic legends that can be sung and wept, have not all left only a handful of soil, and will eventually be wiped out? If we do not try to change it, we will eventually return to dust like them. How many people have exhausted their lives and have not been able to find the true meaning of life......"

"Do you understand?"

Zhao Zhiping's eyes were blazing, looking directly at Fang Qiuyao, and the gaze in his eyes was so hot that it seemed to roast the person in front of him: "Brother Fang, an extraordinary person like you should join us to explore the eternal avenue and find the final answer!" he stretched out his right hand as a gesture of guidance, "There was once a sage named Luo Ge who said that everything in the world, colorful colors, is just a blinded human heart!

"The appearance of skin and flesh ......" Fang Qiuyao muttered, looking at Ye Yingru's eyes with a blank look.

Zhao Zhiping smiled slightly, flipped his wrist, pinched his fingers, and recited the "Yuanjue Sutra" in his mouth: "I am here now, the four great harmony...... Harmony is the phase, the reality is the same illusion, the four edges are falsely combined, there are six roots, six roots and four majors, the synthesis of China and foreign countries, the vain fate qi, accumulating in the middle, it seems to have a fate, and the pseudonym is the heart ......" This voice is transformed, turning into Hong Zhong Da Lu, which surrounds the ears endlessly, and is like a rising thunder, rolling and shaking next to Fang Qiuyao's ears, shocking him so much that he can't speak and move, and he is stunned, like falling into a demon barrier.

Liu Wanyun was silent, Ye Yingru was contemplative, and Xin Xian sneered.

Qin Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud. If Zhao Zhiping really understood the meaning of that passage, I am afraid he would not be obsessed with the question of life and death.

It's just that Zhao Zhiping only looked at Fang Qiuyao, and didn't raise his eyelids even when he heard the laughter. Probably in his eyes, Qin Yan was already a dead man!

It's just that he's doomed to disappointment. In the eyes of a young man of Fang Qiuyao's age, death is too far away from the Great Dao, and his blood and romance are only for Bo to smile. When he came into contact with Ye Yingru's worried gaze again, all the entanglements and hesitations were swept away.

Fang Qiuyao raised his head and said loudly: "No amount of fancy tongue can cover up your sins! I would rather die honorably than live in a filthy maggot pile like you!"

"It is not honorable to die at my hands. The smile on Zhao Zhiping's face gradually faded, he didn't hide his regret, his eyes moved to Xin Xian, "Miss Xin, what do you think?"

Xin Xian said with an indifferent face: "It doesn't seem interesting to live too long." Isn't that self-torturing!"

"Good, good. Zhao Zhiping's eyes showed a cold light, "Fairy Liu also means the same thing, right? It seems that I was wrong, after all, there are ......very few people who have the courage to transcend the world."

"Hey, ahem, you seem to have forgotten to ask me what I think. Qin Yan spoke at this time. He lifted his sword and walked in front of Ye Yingru.

"You?" Zhao Zhiping glanced at him with some surprise, and then lost interest. It's just a first-level swordsman of the Earth Yuan Dynasty, there is nothing surprising about it, and it's useless to keep it, so kill them together, lest he play any tricks of pretending to surrender. Since Liu Wanyun, Xin Xian, and Fang Qiuyao were all stubborn, the Lost Night King didn't want to waste his mind on such little people.

Qin Yan didn't know that the other party had already sentenced him to death, and said to himself: "I think what you said is very reasonable, and it coincides with some of my thoughts, but the last passage is a bit of a snake." The Yuanjue Sutra teaches people to worship the Bodhisattva, not only can not increase the courage to fight with the heavens, but allows people to see clearly and cut through false obsessions, which only has the opposite effect. ”

"Oh!" Zhao Zhiping didn't laugh angrily, this kind of ant, but pointed out himself!" "You mean, what I said earlier is all vain and obsession?"