Murong Mingzhu recounted her experiences over the past few years. Bai Ye listened carefully and nodded. What surprised him the most was that the Bingxian was still alive and had single-handedly created Dawu, who rivaled the great Han in the world.
Huang Chaowu asked himself a puzzling question: "The trouble of evil spirits from outside the world has not been solved after two eras. Even so many great emperors in ancient times could not completely solve it. Our monks can be said to have thousands of troops." A horse crosses a single-plank bridge to fight for the throne, and internal and external troubles arise frequently..."
After saying this, he stared at Bai Ye with burning eyes: "Does it make sense to fly into a flame?"
< p>His father used the whole family's efforts to seal him into this era and put the responsibility of revitalizing the demonic path on his shoulders. However, after a few years of experience, times have really changed.Coupled with Chen Qiyu's death, he was disheartened after two eras.
People suffer from three thousand diseases of birth and old age, but lovesickness alone cannot cure them.
It seems that the Taoist heart of the senior brother has been shaken. Bai Ye frowned and sighed: "A wise person should never laugh at a moth flying into the fire. Our Taoist ancestor has left a dark and terrifying legacy. We are here." When facing darkness, we cannot choose to turn a blind eye and let the world look around at a loss, but feel at a loss. I only feel that the sky is vast and there is no place to stand. I can only be disappointed with the whole world and have no hope.
In my mind. The best world should be one in which no matter how dark and miserable it appears, at the end of the road, people will see a glimmer of light and even a glimmer of hope for life.
For what reason have the sages of the past generations fought without hesitation? In ancient times, even gods and demons were buried in the struggle against evil spirits, because only in this way can light and faith be established for future generations.
This is called the Millennium Dark Room. , a light is enough to illuminate.
This is the true way of carrying the spirit and passing it on from generation to generation."
Huang Chao nodded thoughtfully as he listened to Bai Ye's words. The next moment, Bai Ye put her hand on his shoulder, looked into his eyes and chuckled: "It is our duty to revive the glory of the devil's way!"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Huang Chao's momentum condensed in an instant. And restrained, changed from the decadence of the past, as if he had returned to the time when Bai Ye first entered the Heart Demon Sect and met him.
"I understand, thank you, junior brother, for your advice!"
Huang Chao laughed, and Murong Mingzhu looked at Bai Ye again. It was understandable when he said it in Bai Ye's mouth, but it was different from the experience of a twenty-year-old young man when he said it in Bai Ye's mouth.
"Our senior brothers are still so polite. Our senior sister has been gone for so long. It's time for our senior brothers to have a new life!" Bai Ye said softly.
The famous sword is ruined, where is the hero?
Prosperity changes from time to time, and the state of the world changes like clouds; the East rises and the West fails, and the ups and downs are also the sorrow of heroes.
Hundan once said a very classic saying, no one can walk on the imperial road completely, and longevity is just a mirror.
Huang Chao smiled and said: "NowI don't really like to get close to people. I'm always afraid of hurting others unknowingly. Maybe I have inner demons in my heart... But it doesn't matter anymore. The important things have become the past. "
May lovers eventually get married. This is the most hateful and also the most hopeful thing to say.
Baiye put his hands together, then palms facing each other, and said with a smile: "In fact, the relationship between people The most important thing in life is to have a good sense of proportion. Don't do good things because they are small, and don't do evil things because they are small. What I mean is to grasp the sense of proportion. If you master the sense of proportion, it will not be so difficult to get along with others. ”
King Xiang nodded in approval as he listened. The understanding of thoughts and principles is the greatest characteristic of humanity. The ancient sages said that the way to be a saint is: to establish a heart for the heaven and earth, to establish a destiny for the people, and to To create peace for all eternity, to inherit the unique knowledge of the saints, these four can be called saints as one.
In the current human world, Wang Hua and the King of Beiliang are the strongest, followed by Gui Guzi and him. Finally, this is the foundation that distinguishes humanity from other avenues.
In Bai Ye, King Xiang saw the shadow of the sages of humanity, and his understanding of ideological principles has exceeded that of most people of the younger generation. p>
Huang Chao suddenly raised his hand and lightly punched Bai Ye's chest, and scolded with a smile: "Where did you learn so many great principles, it's so annoying to keep doing them one after another! "
Hearing this, Bai Ye pretended to be in pain and rubbed his chest, smacking his lips and said: "Just do it if you can't talk, senior brother is so unreasonable..."
Huang Chao raised his left hand, stared at the palm of his hand and said : "The world is so big that you can't stand on a square inch. Life is short, only one hundred and thirty-six thousand five hundred days. If you live a lifetime in a daze, it's fine." "
Bai Ye was silent for a long time, then suddenly reached out and punched him back, saying: "I learned from you, just do it if you can't talk..."
The four of them couldn't help it. Laughing, Murong Mingzhu rolled her eyes fiercely, and then asked softly: "Brother Ye, what are your next plans? Do you want to go to the Tomb of Lihen together?" ”
Lihen is the eighth incarnation of Canghai, and he is also the great emperor. His tomb is unusual. I am afraid that there will be another bloody storm. On the surface, there are not many fluctuations, but under the cover of darkness, Turbulent waves and murderous intent
Just like the deaths of Wuhengu Bai Yiyi and Wangchuan Saint Fu Xinjun two years ago, they were calm on the surface, but in fact they were a conspiracy that lasted for decades and thousands of years. Calculation!
Bai Ye still remembers the 'Palace of Everlasting Hate in the Valley of No Hate', the gentle lady of the valley owner, and once again thinks of all kinds of regrets in her heart, unable to love, going crazy for love, and plotting. After twenty years of trying to destroy his family, Bai Yiyi could be said to be the woman he felt was the most pitiful.
He sighed in his heart. He didn’t know how many more people would die when Emperor Lihen’s tomb was opened. Bai Ye shook his head and said: "I haven't thought about it yet. If I go, I'll go to the Emperor Wu Palace to find you!
Murong Mingzhu nodded seriously, and raised her eyebrows. She changed her subject and said, "In the battle at Junzi City, Dawu was defeated without a fight. It is already in decline. I want to develop but I am powerless." ”
Although it was a bit abrupt to say these things at this time, Bai Ye looked at the person in front of him.The little girl who was soft and weak at first must have suffered a lot to become an empress. She immediately expressed her opinion: "The wise will do their best, the brave will do their best, the benevolent will spread their benefits, and the believers will be loyal. Civil and military competitions. , the king and his ministers are in peace, and they can rule with dignity."
King Xiang's eyes widened, and he clapped his hands and applauded: "You can conquer the world and defend the world with just one sentence, Ye Xiaozi. It’s enough to be listed as a top-notch genius!”
Bai Ye glanced at King Xiang, and then said to Murong Mingzhu: “The first four sentences are about the way of employing people, and the so-called civil and military competition is a set of good competition. The system has rewards and punishments, so it is not difficult for people to shed blood!"
Murong Mingzhu looked thoughtful, seeming to understand, but also not understanding, King Xiang said this! Only then did he really pay attention to Bai Ye, his old friend, and added: "The real skill lies outside chess. No matter how good you are at chess, that's all. There is a huge difference between being able to play chess and being a good person. Some people are not outside chess." It's not a chess player, it's just a chess piece. That's sad. These are the three realms of monks. Outside of chess, your master is one. Zhong Xinzhenggong loses. These people are all chess players, and sometimes they are plotted by others. Chess piece."