Lin Chongyang was in a terrible situation at this moment. He was seen kneeling on one knee with his sword as a support. His red hair was flying, and the large blood stains on his white shirt were particularly eye-catching. A straight knife mark divided his face into two parts, and it could even be seen through the wound. See the blood that glows like mercury in it.
"Cough cough cough!"
With some difficulty, he wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The bright red blood was even more dazzling on the palm that had returned to the body of colored stone.
It was indeed as he expected. It was dangerous, but not fatal.
The powerful sword of the five realms caused severe damage to his internal organs. There were several bone fractures all over his body, and even his skull cracked. If he hadn't restored his hands into colorful stone bodies before the confrontation, his hands would have been disabled.
In addition to the physical injuries, some of the sword intent and ghost energy also invaded the body. Fortunately, the body was special, and even the severely injured body could barely suppress it.
If it were an ordinary person, he would be ready to buy a coffin, but for him, although it is not that easy to recover, it is just like that.
He has chosen this path for himself, but the further he goes, the harder his destiny becomes. When he breaks through the five realms in the future, he may be able to compete with others to see who dies first.
The cycle of heaven, the cycle of humanity, the cycle of cause and effect, and the unsatisfactory retribution. This time must be the retribution for him hunting the ghost clan over the years.
In his hazy state of mind, the thought that was difficult to understand and express emerged from the depths of Lin Chongyang's consciousness again.
The overflowing qi and sunlight combine to span the endless mountains and rivers, giving the scenery a "panoramic view".
Although disciples of the three religions and people from all walks of life assisted in post-war reconstruction, the order that was destroyed by the war could not be restored in a short time.
The people are already like this, so how can we bear to let them suffer again?
If time went back in time, he would still make this choice. Even with the memory of ordinary people, it only takes a few decades to completely forget everything that happened before.
This is good, but not good enough...
People have always been honest, and their pursuits are also very simple. When they are hungry, they want to eat, when they are cold, they want to wear warmth, when they work, they want to rest, and when they are in war, they want peace. They have joys, sorrows, sorrows, and will work hard and escape from reality.
To seek benefits and avoid harm, to pursue benefits and avoid harm, is the instinct that all human beings have been born with.
At the beginning of man's life, his nature is evil.
Because of this, acquired education is needed.
Compared with innate people, ordinary people have a short life span. They can only see the surface of many things, but cannot see the depth. Therefore, they lack deep understanding, so they will often fall into confusion, and even be led and confused by the words of thoughtful people.
Then, where is the road for common people?
This was the first time since he was born that he had thought about this issue independently.
The problem with this predicament is that the innate people only target foreign enemies. Generation after generation of righteous people, because of their belief in "defending the world and protecting the common people," shed their blood and poured their lives into it.
However, the problem of plight was not solved. On the contrary, generations of outstanding people and pillars of righteousness were killed and injured.
Is this reasonable? This is unreasonable.
But so what, there are endless conspirators who want to use the common people as tools, as rations, and as trash.
Someone has to stand up, someone has to sacrifice, and someone has to fill in.
Where is the road for common people?
He doesn't know, he's looking for it too.
The black rabbit flies away, the sun and the moon change, and time passes quietly and unconsciously.
"Tyrant Xiao, I really want to thank you this time."
Lin Chongyang, who was in a haze, slowly "awakened" and reached out to rub his swollen eyebrows. The knife marks on his face had long since disappeared, and his palms had turned back into flesh and blood.
The huge amount of information fed back by the diffusion of Qi gave him a headache for a moment. Although Tyrant Xiao's knife severely injured him, it also cut his mind back to reality.
In other words, he who was still in a free state was officially cut into this world.
Before that, the superiority of his birthplace and the superiority of information made him look at the world with a little more...a feeling similar to detachment.
Now that I think about it, he is not planning to dominate the world, nor is he planning to cause trouble. No matter how much information he provides, it will just add some jokes.
He has no shortage of martial arts, background, weapons, etc. that are needed to travel in the world. Even his own strength can reach the pinnacle if he calmly cultivates for thousands of years.
What ordinary people pursue throughout their lives, for him, can be achieved simply.
But if that's the case, then what's the point of his existence in this world? Be a spectator?
If he had not been saved by Lin Tianxing, he would have died when he was conceived. Without a group of elders and teachers, no matter how good his background was, he would be just another Zhongyong.
For De Feng Ancient Dao and the misery, it would not be much different with or without him; but without misery and De Feng Ancient Dao, he would definitely not be able to get where he is now.
Although Tian Gui's sword severely injured him, and it would conservatively be estimated that it would take twenty years to heal, it also woke him up from his daze.
Due to both emotion and reason, he should express his gratitude in person, but now that his strength is limited, he can only write it down in a small notebook like Taixi Shenzhao and Wen Naihe did. If the Heavenly Ghost dies, then this kindness will be left to the Ghost Prison. .
Now, Lin Chongyang has completely understood that even if he does not have his own past, he has his own present and can better determine his own future.
As a member of the De Feng Ancient Way and the supreme disciple of Emperor Confucianism, he has the expectations and beliefs of his elders on his shoulders, and he will also need to shoulder corresponding responsibilities and obligations in the future.
He wanted to try to make some changes, not the kind of changes that would change the fate of Xia Ganxuan, Yin Xiaoshen and others, but something deeper and more long-term.
He wanted to try his best to make the world a better place, even if he used some extreme means.
No matter the gods and Buddhas in the sky, no matter the false gods on the earth, the world is ultimately the world of the people, not a chessboard for gods and Buddhas, nor a playground for false gods.
Where is the road for common people?
The common people don't know, he doesn't know, no one knows.
But what is certain is that it will never be a puppet used by gods to create value, a toy used by false gods to play with the world, or a tool for careerists to realize their ideals.
Everything that has made him what he is now does not allow him to go down the path of causing trouble to the world, and he will not go down that path.
In this case, he wanted to try his best.
Lin Chongyang didn't believe that there were not enough people in this huge world who could overturn this chessboard.
He can wait, be it three thousand years or five thousand years. He believes that among the common people, there will eventually be people who can hold up this world.
The three religions belong to the common people, and the world belongs to the people of the world.
As for what would happen to him if he failed, he didn't care or care.
Now that we are in a difficult situation, we have to do something, right?
