'God' lost. It is different from playing chess. The chess game has the rules of chess. Only the one with more stones wins, and only the one who throws his stones admits defeat. One person and one line, you come and I go, so 'God' doesn't make any more moves. As long as he doesn't throw his stones, he admits defeat. If he loses, then he has not lost and will never lose or lose.
But there are no such rules in the world of martial arts. There have been many "rules" in the world of martial arts throughout the ages, but these "rules" have never been recognized by all the people in the world of martial arts. Throughout the ages, there is only one golden rule and one iron law in the world of martial arts: the winner is the winner. King, the loser is a bandit!
This time the "god" has really been defeated, and this defeated "god" is no longer a god. He is now just an old monk who is about to die, like a candle in front of the wind, with the Buddhist name "Wu Chen"!
Since there is no "god" in the world, there is no need for the Soujin Palace to exist.
Searching the two great priests of the God's Palace, the great priest was killed by Ran Ran's hands. The second priest's pseudonym Xiaoqing and the goddess Xiao Qing are now serving as servants in the Ren Mansion. In addition to the great priest, the Shenxing Taibao also died in the hands of Ran Ran.
Wuchen is a prodigy who was born in the Bu family two hundred years ago and calls himself "God". Shenxing Taibao is a prodigy who was born in the Bu family a hundred years ago. He was imprisoned by Wuchen in his early years, and then he was wandered around the temple. The fingers shattered the heart!
No one knew why he wanted to kill the high priest, and then accused him of killing the Shenxing Taibao, and why he could let the second priest go. He never explained, and there seemed to be no reason.
The rest of the trivial matters in the search for the shrine were arbitrarily handed over to Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, and Fazhi, allowing them to kidnap Monk Wuchen and deal with the aftermath. As for his beloved wife at home, he asked her to take the "Wuji Golden Pill" after Siniang came back yesterday. Everyone went back to their rooms to retreat.
On a sunny day, the sun shines and golden light spreads all over the earth.
The autumn colors of the West Lake are rippling with blue waves. The lake is like a water mirror, reflecting the red leaves of the mountains...
A small boat was floating on the lake, and he was sitting on the bow of the boat casually, holding a pole and bait, and fishing on the lake; and beside him, a little beast was lying on the boat with its arms and legs spread out, bathing in the autumn sun.
The golden light fell, adding a layer of color to the snow-white fur on its body, making it white and shiny.
At first I heard an eagle chirp, and a goshawk swooped down from high in the sky. Its figure was almost invisible to the naked eye. When it flew down, only a faint black shadow was left behind, like a powerful arrow shooting rapidly, as if it was flying. arrow!
A fish that just jumped up on the lake was caught in a pair of sharp claws as the black shadow flashed by.
Spreading its wings, the goshawk also landed on the bow of the boat, and a koi was also discarded on the board of the boat.
The little beast Marten stood up with a bounce, kicked the fish down, and then screamed "Zhizhi" at the black shadow, as if to scold him. Soaring high in the sky, overlooking the earth, the majestic goshawk was scolded by a ferret with its jumping feet. It actually lowered its head and did not dare to raise its head.
They are one day at a time, one bird and one animal, and they "talk" so freely that they are confused even if they are arbitrary.
"Okay, shut up, no one is coming!"
Hei Xue's round little ears shrugged flexibly, and his eyes rolled around; then Bai Mo also turned his head, and they simultaneously saw a black mist solidifying from the void on the bow of the ship behind them.
Black Snow, who was running like lightning, immediately jumped up, and his white shadow flashed into any cuff. Before he finished, his furry head peeked out from the cuff, looking out.
Bai Mo was also frightened by the black mist, spread his wings and flew up, landing on the boat shed.
The black mist has solidified and turned into a human form, but its body shape is still hidden in the black mist, making it difficult to see people clearly, and even unable to distinguish between men and women.
"It was you who defeated the Immortal God." Was it you who disabled his martial arts? "
The voice was low and hoarse, and not only could the figure of the visitor be distinguished as male or female, but the gender of the person's voice was also indistinguishable.
He turned around and glanced at the black mist, then turned back and stared at the lake, and said calmly: "That day, he and I had a battle on the West Lake. Weren't you right by the lake? This battle was all in your eyes. Why bother asking."
The person in the black mist asked in surprise: "Did you notice that I was nearby?"
Any voice said leisurely: "Within a hundred feet, flying flowers and falling leaves cannot escape my ears and eyes."
The people in the black mist suddenly fell silent. From the black mist, a pair of mysterious and profound eyes appeared,
Focusing on the fisherman, he carefully looked at the person in front of him from top to bottom.
Ruxue's long hair hangs down his shoulders, like flowing clouds. Although his face is a little pale, his face does not look old at all. He looks like he is only in his twenties, but why does he have gray hair? His expression was a little lazy, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was always a cynical smile on his face.
"You didn't kill him, but you wanted to use him to become the second god?"
After a long silence, the person in the black mist finally spoke again.
Ranran smiled and asked: "Do you think I will become the second 'god'?" "
The Black Mist man asked in a questioning tone: "Being respected by the world, being worshiped by the world, and in charge of the land of China, with such supreme and great power ahead of you, don't you want to become the second 'god'?" "
The fishing rod was thrown into the lake, and he turned around at will. He leaned lazily on the boat shed, closed his eyes, faced the autumn sun, and bathed in the warm golden glow...
He had obviously been fishing all night, but he casually threw the fishing rod into the lake. Although his expression was lazy, there was an indescribable feeling about him not caring about anything.
This is a very special man. Anyone who takes a look at him will feel that he is a little different. If we want to say what is different about him, it should be the indifference that comes from him.
He said with a bit of comfort in his arbitrary voice: "Although I didn't mean it, in the past I was revered by the world and worshiped by people all over the world. That feeling did not make me very happy. It can even be said that I was neither excited nor happy."
The Black Mist Man was a little confused and curious: "What have you done? Since you will be respected by the world and worshiped by everyone in the world?!"
As if knowing that there was no danger, Hei Xue got out of his sleeves and lay in the human's arms. At this time, a hand fell on its back. The little beast enjoyed the caress with its eyes closed; Bai Mo was not willing to give up. , also fell from the edge of the shed, leaned over and was caressed by another hand on his head.
"kill!"
He said two words easily and calmly, and the Black Mist man couldn't help but be surprised.
"Just killing people?"
"right!"
Will killing someone be respected and worshiped by others? It seems like it can really be done!
The Black Mist man couldn't help but asked, "How many people have you killed?"
Ranran sighed softly and said calmly: "Actually, you just want to know whether Ren has the idea of unifying the martial arts world and whether he has the ambition to seize the throne. You don't need to worry about this kind of thing. I have never thought about the supreme martial arts, nor have I ever thought about it. Rule the world."
Staring at this man with his deep bright eyes, the Black Mist man still asked without giving up: "How many people have you killed?"
At this time, Ran Ran opened his eyes and looked at the people in the black mist, who seemed to want to know the truth. He could only smile and said: "At that time, I had killed so many people that the world was scared. I can't tell you the exact number at the moment. It should be more than a million."
Even though he was shrouded in black mist, even though he was trapped in chaos, he still felt the figure of the man in the black mist tremble violently.
"You are making up lies and lying to me, right?"
Looking at him randomly, he smiled and said, "I'm lying to you!"
