The Spirit World

Chapter 599 Ningyang Yuyue
[In the tenth century of the Principality, everything is falling apart. The war called the Fire of Bloodline is burning everything in this world.]

"You said... bloodline war, is it feasible? Ziyu..."

"I think... it's feasible..."

"What do you mean?"

Ning Kang's clear black eyes slowly turned towards Wang Ziyu.

"I think... it should be possible... if Madam Rose is the one to carry out the task..." Wang Ziyu slowly turned his clear blue eyes towards Ning Kang.

Ning Kang was a little shocked and didn't know why Wang Ziyu would say such a thing.

"Madam Rose, from the information I have access to, he only pushed the small tribe to the forefront, and then mobilized those magicians of pure blood. For example, there are three small tribes living on a very long river, and they are divided into three villages: upper, middle and lower." Wang Ziyu spoke slowly. The white light on his body reflected his cyan long-sleeved robe to one side. His back was completely in the dark and could not be seen.

"If the people in the [upstream villages] have the say over the upstream water flow, what should the villages in the middle and downstream areas do? If it were Brother Yu'er, how would you feel about living in the villages in the middle and downstream areas? What would you do?"

"Only one river?"

Ning Kang looked at Wang Ziyu and scratched his head. His hairpin was loosened by the scratch, and the white jade hairpin and the blue and white pendant were shaking gently.

"You can have many rivers, but this river is very important to your village... It is very important to your family, and it is very important to your tribe. If you abandon this river and this village, basically you will die. No one can really leave the water."

Wang Ziyu slowly fell silent, although he still needed to explain to Ning Kang the reasons for launching this bloodline war.

"Then... does that mean I can only go and fight with the villagers upstream? Is there any other way..." Ning Kang is not stupid. He certainly knows what Wang Ziyu might say, but he still hopes to find a way to avoid conflict.

“I can’t tell you there is another river, because leaving the original river requires great courage. Maybe Brother Yuer has such courage, but others may not have it… Just because you can leave the village doesn’t mean your tribe can leave the village.” Wang Ziyu looked at his hands, those hands as white as jade, with long and slender fingers, so beautiful, but his other hand had been holding the fan, hidden in the dark light.

"Ah... then... we can only negotiate with the upstream village to resolve it... right? If possible... resolve it peacefully, for example, give us some water... or something... is that okay?" Ning Kang wanted to say, but he remained calm and rubbed his eyes.

"Okay, but it's just a drop in the bucket." Wang Ziyu coughed lightly: "According to what Brother Yuer said, find the village upstream and propose negotiation conditions to obtain water..."

"Wait, why do we have to...negotiate...It's just a request for water, don't be so excessive...It's just a request for water...Zi Yu..." Ning Kang's face became distorted and...calm in the darkness...

Like an unchangeable river... flowing calmly, when encountering the river... two worlds are separated, one is turbulent, the other is gentle...

"Rivers are originally the gathering of rainwater falling from the sky. Mountains and rivers all over the world are connected. Just the river water falling from the sky can bring huge negotiation value. Perhaps, Brother Yuer would never have thought that he could obtain such incomprehensible negotiation conditions just by being born in an upstream village." Wang Ziyu sighed: "Destroying someone's financial resources is like killing their parents... Brother Yuer should be able to understand what this sentence means since he is at the border, right?"

"..." Ning Kang didn't say anything, but swallowed slowly. He had a feeling that Wang Ziyu might say something serious next... But he could only accept it...

Because this always coincides with what he thinks.

"Controlling the river means controlling the absolute power of negotiation. If the villages in the middle and lower reaches want water, they must either accept the oppressive distribution of the river or prepare for the inevitable war."

"It's just... I'm going upstream to get some water... Ziyu... It's just me... Ziyu..." Ning Kang turned to Wang Ziyu sternly and deeply. Wang Ziyu stood up slowly, and he stepped over Yueyaer's head. Yueyaer was sleeping beside him, and she opened her hands lazily. At this moment, he didn't look cute at all like a lady from a rich family.

Wang Ziyu slowly stood up, stepped over, and came to the door again with a heavy voice: "Now that we are here, can we really achieve the goal you said in your heart?"

He looked at the moon, turned around and looked at Ning Kang. Ning Kang also slowly stood up. The moonlight leaking through the roof was like cold spikes, covering him, or simply illuminating him with whiteness.

The moon cannot change the fact that the wooden house is in a dilapidated state. The wind has turned Ning Kang's temples white. The wind blows in through the cracks in the wall of the wooden house, making everyone shiver... But they still need sleep. Without sleep, they will not have the energy to face the tedious struggle that makes them exhausted.

Wang Ziyu was silent, Ning Kang was also silent. In this world, they were so close, yet so far away.

"Is a bloodline war really possible?"

Ning Kang asked again. This time he looked at the dust floating under the moonlight. He spoke softly and then fell silent.

"Of course... Madam Rose's hands are already stained with the blood of the small tribes... As long as she changes her target, all the tribes will join this terrible war even if it's for self-preservation." Wang Ziyu looked at everything in the wooden house, a dark room - the only room in the wooden house, a drawing with densely written words on it placed on the table, and the strategic map on it was pressed down by some small stones - they had to do this, because except pen and ink, they had nothing else that could hold down the things written on the strategy, including their hearts.

"Can't the people upstream share this river? Why should we occupy something that already exists in heaven and on earth..."

Ning Kang looked at the hole in the ceiling, and then at the huge moon. He could not get any answer.

"If there really is such a traveler, he must be great..." Wang Ziyu glanced at Ning Kang. In his eyes, it was like a white god bathing in the moonlight.

"I want to tell all the Chinese that they are not destined to be the same because of their bloodline. People in this world may have innate differences that cannot be changed, but this difference can definitely be made up and coexist." Ning Kang smiled, perhaps he himself found it funny: "We give the secrets of the five major families to ordinary people here, no, to our compatriots here, not because we want them to think that the five major families also exist because of their bloodline. The burdens of the five major families are heavier than their bloodline."

Ning Kang paused...

It’s really strange… today… today he clearly wanted to ask the most questions, but he always remained silent.

"The five major families are passed down from generation to generation. The eldest son must be strict with himself, do something, defend the territory, and share the foundation of the empire. Most of the Chinese can live and work in peace and contentment, all of which comes from the peace on the border. The Ning family, the Li family, and the Bai family are all equally responsible for the circulation of gold coins and the exchange of materials. The Wang family is the first contributor, and the Chen family maintains the other four families and the division of labor. The eldest son must bear all the responsibilities of the family. The cultivation of outstanding talents is nothing more than the foundation of family education."

Wang Ziyu slowly paused. He also spoke slowly, with rare ups and downs in his voice, and then there was silence as calm as water.

"What we teach our compatriots must be the most important educational foundation of our family. From the attempt to create things in the mountains and rivers to the acquisition and improvement of the spiritual power of the origin of heaven and earth, we will teach them without reservation... But their thoughts must be to take the world's people as their own responsibility, and their hearts and minds must be pure. They must never go up the mountain for strong personal gain!"

Wang Ziyu roared angrily.

He is like a silent lamb.

"Brother Yu'er, I agree with your idea. Teach them the principles of conduct, teach them how to communicate with the spiritual power of the origin of heaven and earth, teach them the strategy of the stars, all is fine, everything is fine! I have never thought that this is not possible. I have never thought that there is any problem in teaching them all the secrets and strategies of our five major families to the people of Dawn. It's all fine, all is fine! But I must restrict their hearts!"

"Zi Yu..."

Ning Kang reluctantly reached out his hand... It was the first time he saw Wang Ziyu so excited...

"Not everyone is Ning Kang! Not everyone! Has the original intention of Ning Kang to take the responsibility for the world! Not all people living upstream will selflessly open up the right to own the river!" "In this world... there is only one person named Ning Kang..."

Wang Ziyu returned to calm.

"Brother Ziyu..." Yueyaer was woken up.

"Brother Ning Kang..." Yueyaer slowly sat up, tidied her hair and tied it into a ponytail: "Oh my god, it's not even light yet~"

"Ning Kang... there is only one. I don't want him to be seen by others as a villain who teaches others power and uses this power for personal gain. What's the difference between him and those people?! We can teach, but we must teach according to the talents. Otherwise, I absolutely disagree."

Wang Ziyu looked at Ning Kang affectionately. There seemed to be some tears in Ning Kang's eyes. Wang Ziyu was excited for a while, and then his hands began to tremble.

"We're not talking about this... Ziyu."

"I agree with your idea of ​​teaching knowledge, but I don't agree with the idea of ​​teaching everyone..."

"Zi Yu, we are talking about Madam Rose's bloodline war..." Ning Kang lowered his head, looked at the moonlight, and sat down silently.

"I know..." Wang Ziyu sat down slowly.

The slanting moonlight was like a terrible barrier, separating the two people in the darkness under the wooden house. They were both in the light of the moon, but there was indeed a terrible darkness between them.

"I'm wondering... who is right and who is wrong... The bloodline war in the principality is nothing more than a division based on the power of the magician's bloodline. If any of our teachers in the future divides people into different groups for their own selfish interests, then what you are doing now and your current ideas will ultimately be... an empty dream..."

Wang Ziyu's breath is very unstable...

This was his grand ideal... He had not thought of how to achieve perfection, but he still hoped that in this world, the ideal he could have... would not turn into a bubble...

"If... someone tells the world that he is a disciple of Bai Lingzhai and that he wants to be like Madam Rose! He comes up with a horrible excuse for war such as a bloodline war, what should we do? People taught by Bai Lingzhai must never go to the mountains to study for their own selfish interests! He may not care about the people of the world, and he is definitely not a saint who never makes mistakes, but he must have a kind heart and always stick to the kindness in his heart. After he finishes his studies, he will also care about others. After he finishes his studies, he will continue to work hard for the sake of others with a kind heart."

The more Wang Ziyu talked, the more... silent he became...

"What on earth are you talking about... It's late at night, it won't be good if the disciples hear it."

Crescent Moon watched the two of them looking at each other in the moonlight, silent and deep.

"We are in an extraordinary period now, and we really need to treat it in an extraordinary way. Some Chinese people, our compatriots, have been fooled by the blood war and are clamoring to use the purity of their bloodline to profit for themselves. This is absolutely wrong."

Crescent Moon was silent again.

They don’t seem to just be silent…

But in silence, then, silence, like a silent death...

Dead silent...

"I know we have differences now, but disciples and mentors all live in this difficult environment. We have no house, no carriage, and we travel around the world with our disciples. We move forward in the magical artillery fire of war, so we should unite... If someone is willing to learn... If someone is willing to learn our power and help anyone, I am willing to teach them. I will never assume the worst of anyone who wants to help others."

Ning Kang watched the sun slowly rise. The light of the moon was like cruel death... and severance...

"Well... I think it's pretty good..."

Yueyaer looked at Wang Ziyu's hands, which were trembling.

"There aren't that many people in this world who really care about others."

Wang Ziyu's hands were shaking...

His fan was trembling, and his eyebrows were trembling...

His whole body was trembling indescribably...

It seemed that after he said this, his heart was also trembling.

"In this world... you should believe that there are many people who care about others..."

Ning Kang was silent...

Watching the sun rise...

He felt bitter... the sun... was really bitter...

Wang Ziyu closed his eyes... Maybe he also felt that the sun was very bitter, but he felt that he should be the moon...

Follow the sun...be together...by his light...

Will you feel bitter...

If you understand this chapter, then it is basically the core idea of ​​"Records of the Spirit World". This is not a ZZ novel, but it is not any kind of bedtime reading that requires plain language.

In fact, Ning Yu CP passed on the secret methods of the five major families to the world, and Chang Yufeng, the king of Tianyu Renxin who was a god, returned his own spiritual power to the spirit world, allowing everyone in the spirit world to use the original spiritual power. They are mutually complementary and contrasting.

It's just that the problem is more profound. The latter believes that everyone can use spiritual power, while the former believes that power needs to be restrained...

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(End of this chapter)