The immortal black snake just wants to live simply

Zuo Le felt that his side was already winning, so he decided to be polite first and then attack, and tried to persuade Qiu Bai to surrender.

Most of the soldiers in the military camp praised this grandmaster's disciple, not only because of his skills, but also because his conduct revealed a generous atmosphere unique to people in the world.

He practices martial arts hard, doesn't hesitate to give advice, is polite and courteous, and is a very good sparring opponent.

Not to mention, the other party has been with the Grandmaster for five years...

After five years of teacher-student friendship, can the hatred still be resolved?

Even if the hatred could not be resolved, there were still too many opportunities for her to take action in the past five years, at least not when the grandmaster specially organized a sword competition and Ping Chonghou was nervous.

"You failed to assassinate the Grandmaster. Instead of blaming you, the Grandmaster accepted you as his disciple."

"Even if the grandmaster did kill your father, murderers will always be killed, not to mention that your father's business is killing people and robbing goods. The grandmaster is always doing justice for heaven."

"Even if you let those debaters who can only use their words come in, they can't find any fault with the grandmaster."

"Miss Qiu Bai, I originally thought you were a sensible person."

Facing Zuo Le's accusation, Qiu Bai's empty eyes gradually brightened and his face changed, but as Black Snake continued to fan the fire of hatred in her heart, the struggle soon slowed down.

She didn't find her own answer, so the evil god could still guide her quite easily and make a move that was in line with the evil god's will.

"Of course, as the son of Marquis Ping Chong, you can easily accuse my father and despise my actions..."

Qiu Bai's face and words became colder and colder, and his aura was also rising steadily.

Emotions are powerful when manipulated by evil gods.

"Others always think they understand everything, but the empathy between people is ultimately limited."

"I also know in my heart what is the right thing to do, what is "necessary" and what is "unnecessary". Everyone knows the truth."

"It's just occasionally, and favors are still unreasonable."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Bai suddenly attacked Zuo Le. Just as Taihe beside Zuo Le quickly tried to help block it, silver light flowed from the sword body and turned into several afterimages, all of which fell on Taihe like earth and stone. On top of a generally thick and hard body.

A single strike of the knife cannot break through the defense.

But it's alright……

If one sword doesn't work, use ten swords. If ten swords don't work, use a hundred swords. If a hundred swords don't work, use a thousand swords!

Grind the iron pestle into a needle, and grind the earth and stone into sand.

Seeing Taihe being cut with blood by the increasingly fierce knife shadow, Zuo Le naturally would not sit still and wait for death.

He tried to interrupt Qiu Bai's faster and faster offensive, but when his weapon just came within three meters of Qiu Bai, he felt as if he was receiving dozens of slashes with the same intensity and direction in a short period of time.

Feeling the soreness in his wrist, Zuo Le gritted his teeth and insisted on holding the sword, but was horrified to find that Qiu Bai could still maintain his offensive against Taihe when he stabbed him again.

Her movements were so fast that they turned into afterimages in the eyes of Zuo Le, who was very skilled in Qinggong and had quick reactions, and attacked both herself and Taihe at the same time.

Just when Zuo Le was about to be unable to hold on any longer, Taihe roared and stopped blocking him. Instead, he moved forward amid the dense shadows of swords and lights like raindrops. His palms seemed to possess great power, and he rushed towards Qiu Bai forcefully, forcing him to Qiu Bai had to focus on Taihe first.

Black mist overflowed from Qiu Bai's eyes. None of the three people present heard the snake's laughter. With the "flash of inspiration" given by the black snake, Qiu Bai easily caught a flaw in Taihe and removed it. Knocked to the ground.

Qiu Bai held the sword in his hand and quickly approached the dying Censor of Suzhengyuan who fell on the ground.

Beheading…

Can be beheaded!

But just when Qiu Bai's sword blade was about to touch Taihe's neck, the black mist seemed to be disturbed and retracted into Qiu Bai's eyes, soothing Qiu Bai's consciousness of trying to resist.

Because Qiu Bai felt that he shouldn't do this.

Revenge when there is an enemy, and blood debt must be paid with blood.

Killing karma circulates, life after life.

But at least... there is no need to add a new grudge to this world.

Qiu Bai stopped moving, and the strong inertia made her right hand holding the sword tremble slightly, which was naturally noticed by Zuo Le on the side.

Zuo Le, who breathed a sigh of relief, quickly rushed to Taihe who was lying on the ground. Qiu Bai, who had no intention of further taking people's lives, naturally simply blocked the incoming weapon and stepped aside.

Zuo Le looked at Taihe in disbelief, who was covered in bruises and dying.

In Zuo Le's memory, Taihe is like a mountain.

This mountain stands beside my father and myself, unshakable.

What force can destroy the mountain?Zuo Le never imagined it.

Taihe's injury made the young Zhuzhuren panic in a rare way. He clenched the weapon in his hand and looked at Qiu Bai nervously.

At this time, Qiu Bai's face was cloudy and uncertain, as if he was having a fierce inner struggle, and the black mist in his eyes that ordinary people could not see was constantly billowing.

'...This little guy actually still retains certain principles? '

'How can there be such a mother-in-law martial arts person? '

Black Snake, who was stationed in the shallow layer of Qiu Bai's consciousness, muttered words that only Black Snake could hear clearly.

Qiu Bai did not take the flesh and blood of White Lotus Buddha, because if he did, Zhong Yue would definitely notice it.

At this time, the reason why Qiu Bai is stationed in Black Snake in his shallow consciousness is just because Qiu Bai has a lot of connections with the White Lotus Sect and has a general understanding of the White Lotus Sect. He was also taught martial arts by the White Lotus Saint, so the Black Snake can Being able to rely on such a weak connection to convey a tiny and frail black snake.

A black snake of this magnitude is not even enough to distort Qiu Bai's thinking and confuse her memory.

But it's okay.

In fact, it doesn't take much power to manipulate people's hearts.

There is no need to confuse important memories, no need to secretly change the concept of cognition of things, no need to distort innate emotions, and no need to melt the thoughts that have become a system.

Sometimes, it's just the rise of a thought or the dissipation of a thought...

It's enough to change a person's life.

……

But it is precisely because the power of Black Snake's arrival is not sufficient, and it is essentially using tricks to influence Qiu Bai's behavior, so it cannot drive Qiu Bai's actions as he wants.

"If you want to collect his body, then continue chasing me."

Qiu Bai left a cold sentence, adjusted his breathing a few times, then turned around and planned to leave.

The battle just now consumed her a lot. She had to take advantage of the commotion before it attracted the attention of patrolling officers and soldiers, passing warriors, and even that person...

Unfortunately, the worst situation still happened.

A swift figure jumped back and forth between the buildings and soon landed next to Zuo Le.

Zhongyue looked at Taihe lying in a pool of blood, frowned, and realized that he was still alive, so he ordered:

"Master Zuo, can you please take him away first?"

"... Then I'll leave it to you, Grandmaster."

Zuo Le didn't waste any time. He quickly carried Taihe on his back, letting the blood stain his clothes, and left quickly.

This young candle bearer left a rare and cold words containing anger:

"I hope that when the time comes, the Grand Master can enforce the law impartially."

"..."

Zhong Yue didn't reply.

He just looked at Qiu Bai, who looked guarded, slightly sadly, and sighed:

"I clearly remember that I told you that whenever you want to come to me for revenge, I will always accompany you."

"Although I don't know how you learned about the special features of this sword, it seems that you felt that revenge was hopeless, so you took the risk to steal this sword."

"...Maybe, this is indeed my mistake."

"I shouldn't give you too many unrealistic expectations."

In Qiu Bai's eyes, this hypocrite who had always failed to challenge himself, claimed that he was just not practicing well enough, and would pretend to encourage himself, finally tore through his hypocritical disguise and revealed his true face. .

He did not put on any posture, just lowered his hands and stood quietly in front of Qiu Bai, but Qiu Bai felt that he was facing towering mountains that could not be reached at a glance.

No, those are not mountains...

At this time, Qiu Bai had a vague illusion, as if the person standing in front of him was not a person, but a giant standing tall and tall.

And he... and the sword he held in his hand were just dust that the giant needed to squint his eyes and observe carefully.

Zhongyue's eyes were calm, and even his eyes still contained the unique sternness and gentleness of his elders as before, but his words were like cold knives, piercing Qiu Bai's strong self-esteem. They seemed to be announcing, but they also seemed to be stating something. Extremely ordinary fact.

"Qiu Bai, you really...can never defeat me."

……

In the desert, in a cave outside the Great Wall, the giant with thousands of fingers and eyes finally stood up.

And He just stood up, stretched his arms, and then filled the grotto.

Outside the grotto, the White Lotus sect members who had evacuated to a safe distance had their eyes wild, as if they could not hear the thunderous sound of the boulder falling to the ground. After lying on the ground to prevent themselves from being blown away by the turbulent air waves, they were hysterical, as if He roared as hard as if he was burning his own life:

"In the north there is the Great Merciful and Greatly Compassionate White Lotus Buddha with Thousand Fingers and Thousand Eyes, who helps the world and saves all living beings!"

"In the north there is the Great Merciful and Greatly Compassionate White Lotus Buddha with Thousand Fingers and Thousand Eyes, who helps the world and saves all living beings!"

"In the north there is the Great Merciful and Greatly Compassionate White Lotus Buddha with Thousand Fingers and Thousand Eyes, who helps the world and saves all living beings!"

If the volume of these praises were in a church in Lateran or a temple in Yanguo, it would definitely fill the entire place.

But unfortunately, these praises were drowned out by the sound of boulders falling to the ground.

If you see this scene, you will laugh at these ignorant mortals who are making some ignorant offerings to move themselves.

The volume of these compliments was not even as loud as the movement caused by the giant stretching.

Of course, those praises could not reach the ears of the White Lotus Buddha. He just stood up, as high and low as the mountains, and the sound like the sky and the earth falling apart did not dissipate for a long time, because the White Lotus Buddha was still beating the "dust" on his body.

Even the "dust" that is knocked off can definitely easily smash ordinary people into pulp.

But the White Lotus Buddha can't hear it, it doesn't mean that the black snake can't hear it.

The head with no eyes and only a huge mouth of the abyss recited an inexplicable holy scripture, and at the end, he said in a gentle voice:

"It's natural..."

There are hundreds of white lotus Buddhas that have been dusted, but the pairs of dry palms are coming together, not only moving forward, but also moving backward.

The dense eyes all over His body closed one after another, and the believers who received the Buddha's response also responded enthusiastically.

"Destroy human desires!"

Even if they had not consumed the flesh and blood of White Lotus Buddha, this sound would not have been able to reach White Lotus Buddha's ears through the black snake.

Their voices were too small for the giants, too small.

After injecting chicken blood into the believers, it was time for the White Lotus Buddha to set off.

Chapter 455: This woman is so terrifying, we must not keep her!

'...Can hatred really be let go? '

'This is really a question worth thinking about. '

'Great Yan now has a territory of thousands of miles. Is it because he was born with it? '

'Does a true dragon deserve to be the master of the Great Flame when he is born? And does Anasa, who wanders outside civilization, deserve to wander in the dangerous wilderness? '

'...'

'Of course I can understand where Dayan's fear of our brothers and sisters comes from. Just by moving and stretching its body, the behemoth may destroy mortal houses and take away the lives of relatives and friends. But in Before the real dragon calls on the whole country, how can they make themselves feel at ease besides performing some sacrifices that cannot reach the ears of the giant beast? '

'Even I don't deny that there may indeed be innocent people affected by the fighting between me and my brothers and sisters. '

'And can I ask others to put aside their hatred and reconcile with me? '

'...I am not so self-righteous yet. '

'But if hatred cannot be let go, then there is no doubt that the so-called country as a whole cannot exist at all. '

'I have [His] memory, and I naturally know how those tribes conquered each other before the country was formed. They killed each other's relatives and comrades, compromised in the process of annexation, and merged in the compromise. '

'And hatred, as if in the changing of times, disappeared without a trace, making the new people who had forgotten their hatred think that Dayan should exist here, and they should all be the people of Dayan. '

'They forget that their ancestors once fought with each other just to compete for that morsel of food, a name, and a position. '