Gods with immortal demeanor suddenly appeared in the middle of the two forces.
"Everyone here is already at the top of the world, so you should enjoy a better scenery."
"How about just retreating?"
"You can form a new force and enjoy the fireworks in the world."
An old man with gray hair stood at the front, looked at A Nian and others, and said lightly: "This is also the king's intention."
"Becoming a god?"
"Enjoy the fireworks?"
“Then where will ordinary people be placed?”
"Are they born as livestock and tools to be slaughtered by others?"
"Why, by giving yourself the title of god, can you cover up your history as a human being?"
"Or is it a shame to call yourself a human being?"
"It's just a dirty skin!"
Before A Nian could speak, the scholar in green took a step forward, looked at the old man and scolded him.
Every word is precious!
His words echoed in the air!
The old man's expression was very gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "Don't be disrespectful!"
"Hypocritical in the extreme!"
"I don't want to be with you!"
The back of the Confucian scholar in blue shirt is so proud, his back is straight, standing upright between heaven and earth, and he has an awe-inspiring righteousness.
"Ha, I'm looking forward to seeing how hard your bones are!"
The old man sneered twice and led the heavenly party to completely join the Buddha's camp.
The war begins.
The battlefield was extremely fierce. Faced with the joint efforts of Buddha and Heaven, they were still outnumbered.
People kept dying on both sides, blood reflected half of the sky red, and even the clouds were dyed red.
until...
The green-shirted Confucian scholar was forcibly broken up and fell into the realm of a mortal.
The sword-wielding general took his 3,000 remnant troops and cut off the rear. Anian and others had no choice but to retreat.
After the battle.
The general carried his head, returned to his tomb, and walked in.
Three thousand armored soldiers were buried on the spot.
However, for some reason, a deputy general, with more than ten soldiers, left the unit and disappeared.
No one knew their whereabouts, they just disappeared out of thin air.
The scholar in green shirt was forcefully snatched back by Anian, but he was already seriously injured.
"Your energy has dissipated. If you switch to my method, it may have miraculous effects."
"Strength has reached another level."
A Nian looked at the Confucian scholar and said guiltily.
The Confucian scholar smiled and shook his head: "It's not my way, so I don't want to force it."
"Scholars can see and practice the world in their books, so why should they pursue their own way?"
"For the country, for the people, for the world..."
"So what if I am weak?"
"Besides, although my cultivation is gone, I still have some legacy in my life, which is a blessing. Reading and educating people for the rest of my life is another kind of leisurely contentment."
"It's a pity that I can't help you anymore."
Saying that, the scholar in green shirt reluctantly stood up, cupped his hands in front of Anian, and left with only a volume of ancient books.
Come alone, go alone.
Cultivation reaches the sky and can save people.
An ordinary person can also save people.
Except for the book in his hand, everything else is just an external possession.
Even if one day, Anian fights against the gods and Buddhas in the sky again, even if he has no power to bind a chicken, he still dares to curse the heaven with his broken body.
…
After the Confucian scholar left, A Nian became a little depressed for a while.
She trapped herself in the room, not knowing what she was thinking.
but...
After this battle, Heaven and Buddha had no intention of letting them go.
All those who had helped in the war were retaliated against.
However, because A Nian is too strong, she has not been found for the time being.
Even the Confucian scholars in blue shirts who had become ordinary people were hung on the city wall, left to be exposed to the sun, and were labeled as disrespectful to gods and Buddhas.
Let the people point their fingers.
In this regard, the Confucian scholar was leisurely and contented, still looking at the book in his hand.
It seems that where there are books, it is the most comfortable place in the world.
finally...
Anian, whose hair was like withered grass and looking tired, walked out of the room.
No words were spoken.
He never made another oath to rebel against heaven.
After paying the price of countless human blood, she has become much more mature.
In this way, A Nian walked barefoot on the ground, letting the sharp stones scratch the soles of his feet, leaving blood stains on the ground.
She walked across the deserted plains.
I have also set foot on high mountains.
Take a small boat and swim in the rough sea.
She looked more and more mature, and was no longer the inexperienced girl she once was.
It seems like these experiences have made her grow a lot.
During this peaceful journey, with only Xiaosi by her side, her heart became quiet.
Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with things.
Even the realm has been sublimated, and the perspective of looking at things has also improved a lot.
Can...
There is still no perfect solution.
until...
He met a young man.
by the lakeside.
The young man was wearing a black shirt, sitting by the lake, barefoot, holding a book in his hand, and a flash of thought flashed between his eyebrows from time to time.
From a distance, the young man saw A Nian and whistled.
He seems to be the kind of bohemian young master from aristocratic family, but in this numb world, there are such people.
This made A Nian feel a little curious.
After all, everyone else, except for the bald man, only came to their senses under his own persuasion.
What a wonderful person.
This is the thought in A Nian's mind.
"What are you looking at?"
Ah Nian came to the young man's side, pointed at the book in his hand, and asked.
The young man stretched lazily and said with ease, "I'm looking at the world."
"Look at the world..."
Ah Nian murmured to himself: "So, can you see the world clearly without walking on this land?"
For a moment, I seemed to have some realization.
"You are beautiful."
The young man praised A-Nian and then looked at Xiaosi behind her: "You are also very beautiful."
With that said, the young man stood up and said, "It's time to go home for dinner. See you later."
The young man turned around and left without any nostalgia, as if it was just the most ordinary greeting and compliment.
Looking at the young man's back, Ah Nian felt a little dazed.
This innocent boy looks exactly like his younger self...
"He's an interesting guy."
"What do you think?"
A-Nian turned around, glanced at Xiao Si, and said.
Xiaosi still had a cold face, just like before.
Anian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It would be great if you could chat with me. Even now, I don't know where you are from."
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