It's not as unbearable as Lin Chongyang said. The evil god is still very wise sometimes. Of course, there are also times when his rationality is indeed worse, but in any case, it is better than the beast.
There is no such thing as loyalty without reason. Under this premise, even if the Yamata Evil God is powerful, he still cannot stop the subjective initiative of his subordinates.
Because they had no emotional resonance with each other before, no common goals, and no common ideals.
And with something to refer to, after providing the parties with a reference and comparison, the balance of people's hearts will tilt, especially since Shuan Wanjie himself is not bad in wisdom. From Lin Chongyang's words, he also inferred something.
Lin Chongyang didn't care much about this. If things worked out, we would most likely be good friends in the future. It would be okay to know some secrets that were not secrets.
And if it fails, then it depends on whether the God Emperor's divine power, after being fully activated, can support the one-stop service of killing people, silencing them, shattering their bones, and scattering their souls.
Just as Sui Wanjie was thinking about whether there was a deeper message in this, he heard Lin Chongyang continue to speak.
"I also know that the person who appointed you as the Asura King is the heart of Yuzhi among the seven souls of Baqi.
If the deal was just to save you, your mother would not have ended up like this. Baqi used human nature to make you loyal, and you did things for Baqi because you wanted to resurrect your mother.
I once heard a saying, are you interested in hearing it? "
In his words, Lin Chongyang still respected the personality of Suo Wanjie, and Sui Wanjie also appreciated this. It would have been better if there were no such enchantments with countless holy words.
"The control of speech has always been in your hands. Just say it. Why bother asking me?"
But he also knew that that was impossible. After all, the content of the conversation between the two could not be known to Yamata Evil God.
And Lin Chongyang's next words indeed verified some of the conjectures in Shuo Wanjie's mind.
"If loyalty is not absolute, it is absolute disloyalty."
Verification is verification, but he still remembers the other party's first words. If there is an afterlife, it can be seen that what the other party wants is not so simple. After thinking about this clearly, he accepted Wan Jie and spoke.
"You want me to betray the evil god? But that's not what you meant by your previous words."
But Lin Chongyang did not answer directly, but brought the topic back to the question when the two met.
"Turn the topic back to the question you asked me before. A brave man succeeds in a hundred battles, and a wise man succeeds in a thousand battles. Why is it that those who are wise and brave will never recover?"
The picture is poor but the dagger appears. The eight tribes of heaven and evil are praised by the immortal evil power of the Eight-Qi Evil God. Their bodies die but their souls are immortal. They can continue to reincarnate as kings. At the same time, this evil power also kills their lives together, and the Eight-Qi Evil God can also pass through. The evil force recalled the dead eight tribesmen.
To eliminate this evil power, one must either dig into the past and give up this power, or one can only use other means to completely eliminate it.
Lin Chongyang summarized the words in his mind, and then began to formally answer
"Anyone who can be called wise and courageous is a person who understands things and knows how to advance and retreat. What's more, there are those who have experienced several ups and downs without wavering or losing heart. They have been working in the fields for decades just to make a comeback.
In the end, he ended up in a desperate situation because at the end of the journey, his original intention changed and his original intention was gone. Only a paranoid obsession remained, which made him make mistakes again and again, and he could not look back.
What are you pursuing, a family reunion? For you, I have dug out all my secrets.
Isn't escaping a kind of paranoia?
With your talent and understanding, you should understand this truth. Is the education level in Japan really so low? "
After the words fell and the music of the piano ended, Lin Chongyang waited for Shui Wanjie to make a choice. Of course, no matter how he chose, he must die in this life.
"I once thought that as long as I didn't come into contact with the truth, I would always have hope, and that my mother and little sister would still have hope of resurrection, but now it seems that this is also a different kind of torture for them.
Should I thank you for waking me up, or should I hate you for making me face this cruel reality? "
The long-term obsession was broken, and as the music of the piano dissipated, the emotions came back to his heart. He took off the wind chime hanging from his waist and held it in his hand.
“Some people are alive, but they are dead; some people are dead, but they are still alive.
How to choose depends on yourself, and you have to ask your own heart, not me. "
Putting the guqin away, the holy characters in the sky stopped changing and turned into a story of Meng Mu's three movements, and then disappeared.
After reading the story, Shuan Wanjie thought of the past again, looking back at the time when the cicadas were still singing.
"Mother...little sister..."
In a hazy state, Sui Wanjie seemed to hear the calls of his mother and little sister again, and the next moment, he saw them doing something astonishing.
"You go first, and after we go to another world, we will be reunited as a family.
Tears are fragrant, it's the third brother who is wrong, the third brother is too selfish, don't be afraid, the third brother will be with you soon. "
With the movement of the true energy and the holding of the palm, the sound of the chilling cicada in the palm was immediately destroyed, and the two soul consciousnesses imprisoned in it gradually dissipated.
"Although you and I have different positions, I still want to thank you. The Evil God has saved my life after all. Now that everything is over, it's time for me to return this life to her."
Although everything has been put down, the things that should be done must still be continued. This is a matter of principle. Xueluo Danqing is refreshed and the battle is about to continue, but the purpose has changed.
"If there is an afterlife, you and I can be close friends and brothers, but in this life, you can only die!"
Lin Chongyang has not lifted the barrier formed by the white clouds. If it was inappropriate for Baqi to know about what happened before, then Baqi is not qualified to know now.
"Afterlife? Who can say for sure? I come from the Dongyue Clan of Japan, and my name is Dongyuexiao."
"Lin Chongyang, a lineage of Confucian sages and Mingde from the Central Plains."
"please."
"please."
When they fight again, their true energy has not been transported, it is a simple sword fight, and Dongyue Ryudo meets Confucian swordsmanship again.
The completely different state of mind made her own thoughts more accessible than ever before. Dong Yuexiao pushed her sword skills to a whole new level and created numerous unique styles.
Looking back at Lin Chongyang, the original killing intent on the sword was gone, replaced by his own beliefs and ideals.
With the moves coming and going, faith was conveyed on the sword's edge, and the scattered blood turned into chilling cicadas, as if he was lamenting the shortness of life. Lin Chongyang also suffered several wounds, but because of the blood sky, the wounds healed quickly.
Thousands of moves have been demolished, and the world of mortals has read them all. The two men were shaken back, and it was a decisive move.
"Look back when the cicadas didn't chirp!"
Awakening from the obsession, asking about her original intention, Dong Yuexiao broke through her obsession and created the most perfect move in her life.
"Yi Jian Yixuan writes the Spring and Autumn Period!"
Using the sword as a pen, Confucianism is transformed into scrolls, knowing that I have sinned against myself, it is only the Spring and Autumn Period.
The swords and swords flashed, the swords and swords destroyed each other, and the ultimate moves faced each other in a battle of life and death.
The energy shot out in all directions, plowing traces on the ground, stirring up countless flying sand and rocks, causing dust to fly.
After the extreme, the smoke and dust dissipated, and only the sword edge of the God Emperor penetrated Dong Yuexiao's heart, and the blood-luo painting penetrated Lin Chongyang's left shoulder.
