Chapter 1786 Recognition

Hua Changdeng did not mention much about the battle.

He also did not say who challenged whom, what he thought about whether to fight or not, and the whole process of the battle.

There is no right or wrong in the battle of the Great Dao.

Xu Xiaoshou stopped asking, but it does not mean that he also thinks so.

"Dao Zheng..."

He first encountered the battle of the Great Dao in the White Cave, when Ba Zun An invited him to join the Holy Slave.

He began to understand the battle of the Great Dao, perhaps in the deep sea, when the water ghost pointed out that the battle of the Great Dao would inevitably see bloodshed.

He fully understood the battle of the Great Dao, perhaps after the Void Island, at the end of the ruins of the gods, and in the battle to love the common people...

"Do you really understand it?"

Half a year ago, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he understood it.

He felt that his Dao was different from that of the people of the time, and different from Ba Zun An, Dao Qiong Cang, and so on.

At least, he would only talk a few words, and would not kill many people who should not have died in order to find and seek the Dao.

So that night, in the conversation with Erzhu and Mr. Siren, he defined the first building in the sky - to stop mistakes and rewrite the future.

His tone was very arrogant!

Xu Xiaoshou is still practicing it.

Today, when he met Hua Changdeng, after listening to his words, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but fall into thinking again:

"In the process of pursuing the Tao, since we all know that one general's success is the result of thousands of sacrifices, what are everyone trying to achieve?"

Or put it another way:

"What is the end of the Tao?"

Ten ancestors, do they count?

But there are still four ancestors who reincarnate among the ten ancestors.

The Saint Ancestor was not satisfied with this, and then he became a demon, and the birth and death of the medicine ghost is still unknown.

Even the Shu Zu, who had walked the road from "two" to "one", was still ambitious after becoming a demon, and did not stop.

So, is the end of the Tao desire, power, and interests?

If so, "ending mistakes and rewriting the past" is also an absolute maintenance of one's own way and an absolute criticism of others' ways - in essence, isn't it still "control"?

Is the way control?

No.

The way shouldn't be like this.

At the end of the way, what kind of monument is erected that makes everyone flock to it and spend their entire lives to leave their names on the monument?

"It seems that not everyone is like this..."

Xu Xiaoshou thought of Ai Cangsheng again.

Compared with the other ambitious people in the Ten Venerables, Ai Cangsheng is the one who knows what he wants in his heart.

He does not deliberately pursue the end of the way.

He has the eye of the Great Dao, and seems to be the only one who can see through the essence of the Great Dao, so he chose...

Stop?

Ai Cangsheng does not seek the way.

He sits on the top of the Holy Mountain, just wanting to complete the mission he has given himself.

He told himself that the top of the laurel and the bottom of the ladder are the end and the end of his way, and there is no need to chase up.

"Is it because he is not an ambitious person and his ambition is not big?"

No!

Perhaps in Ai Cangsheng's eyes, Tao is nothingness.

What's the benefit of getting something illusory, and why should we regret losing it?

Thinking from another angle, under the trend of greed, everyone in the world is paranoid, only Ai Cangsheng is the one who has the whole Tao!

He figured out the Tao and identified me.

Until today, half a year later, Xu Xiaoshou read Hua Weiyang's words again, and gained something else:

"It is easy to transcend Tao, but it is difficult to identify me."

In this world of material desires, how many people can stick to their original intentions?

Even if they stick to it for their whole life, who can guarantee that their original intention is correct?

"So even my Tao may be wrong..."

The previous Xu Xiaoshou might fall into confusion because of such thinking, and then could not get out of the vortex of self-trapping.

Now, he looked at Hua Changdeng, who had finished talking about Yu Lao in front of him, with a calm face, and tightened his fists, and his eyes were murderous.

"But, so what?"

No one is nobler than anyone else.

Since that's the case, there's no need to think too much.

Whether the way is just or evil, it all comes down to one sentence: Those who kill will be killed.

"Woo——"

The Zhongyuan Realm has fallen into darkness, and the cold wind is howling.

Hongniang crawled on the ground. People in the game feel the most deeply.

Before the matter of Yu Lao came out, Shouye's calmness was not fake. He could talk with Hua Changdeng about everything. As opponents, they admired each other.

It's different now, completely different.

These two people have clearly not done anything yet, but they have already started to confront each other in momentum, with a taste of life and death.

Maybe just a change in one sentence...

Peace will be broken!

The storm is coming!

"I can see that you still have doubts."

On the other hand, as an opponent, Hua Changdeng can see more clearly than anyone else that the young man in front is suppressing the raging waves under the calm sea.

He had been through a lot and was unmoved by the murderous intent. He said calmly:

"I haven't seen a young man as courageous as you for a long time. At this age, you can achieve such achievements, which is indeed enough to be proud of."

"If you have any more questions, just tell me."

Is this a gift?

If you meet me as a brave man, you can get guidance, whether it is in "things" or "ways"?

"Heh."

Xu Xiaoshou laughed.

He had experienced such a condescending tone many times along the way.

And indeed, for a high-ranking person who still has the impression of himself as "Xiao Shitan Ji", it is not too much to be so in the face of a young man who is only "relatively outstanding".

Hua Changdeng's confidence and confidence can support his words.

Xu Xiaoshou was not angry about this, on the contrary, he said calmly: "What a coincidence, I do have one last question."

"Go ahead."

Xu Xiaoshou did not dwell on the matter of Yu Lao.

Instead, he turned his head and looked to the north, looking far away in the direction of the ghost Buddha on the top of the holy mountain, and pointed there:

"I cut off one of your wills before."

"That will seemed to come from Fengdu and return to Fengdu, but in fact it penetrated the body of the ghost Buddha and eventually returned to the body of the ghost Buddha."

At this point, Hua Changdeng had no expression.

Xu Xiaoshou paused for a moment, and deduced from the fluctuations of his soul and will that he should not have noticed it last time when Hua Changdeng's will was not formed and he cut it off.

That is to say...

When the holy ghost first appeared in the ghost Buddha world a few days ago, Hua Changdeng's penetration of the ghost Buddha was far from enough.

But after a few days, he has gone from "unconscious will" to "frequent will", and now when he appears, he can bring out the extraordinary "Fengdu vision".

This speed of becoming stronger is too fast.

This means that the arrival of the real person is about a few days away.

What Xu Xiaoshou cares about is not the "duration", but the "number of people" when the time comes, and he immediately asked:

"Did you send you as a pioneer to lead the way in this trip to the lower world, or will you all appear at the same time?"

What does it mean?

Hua Changdeng has not responded yet.

There are more than five million spectators in Hongniang and Jinxing, and they all feel terrified:

"Not only Hua Jianxian?"

"From what Master Shou said, the ghost Buddha will be broken, and the Holy Emperor and the Ancestral God on the ladder will appear at the same time?"

"Didn't Shengnu Wuxiu say that it would take a year? How come it will be broken in half a year? It can't be protected at all!"

"No way, the five domains were a little overwhelmed in the battle of Xu Ai, how could the Holy Divine Continent withstand their next destruction?"

"The sky is about to fall..."

Hua Changdeng was not moved.

His eyes moved from the Zhongyuan Realm stone tablet to the place where the sword thoughts were scattered in the distance, and then looked at the ghost Buddha in the north, and responded softly:

"One person is enough."

Crazy!

The madness of the ancient sword cultivators is really cultivated in the bones of all sword holders.

When Hua Changdeng said this, his eyes did not even fall on Xu Xiaoshou, as if the life and death of the people in the five domains were all in his control.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but smile.

The stone sword on his waist, which was previously held by the black chicken, seemed to wake up after hearing the sound, and it was buzzing with anger, and was about to break the stone.

"Not to the point..."

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and patted the sword, indicating that he should stay calm.

At the end, he stretched out his index finger, shook it gently at Hua Changdeng, and said jokingly:

"Not enough."

- More crazy!

The golden apricot picture was boiling with discussion.

Hua Changdeng even raised his eyebrows, and there was an expression of surprise on his face.

He never had this "Xiao Shi Tan Ji" or "Xu Xiaoshou" in his eyes... It's not important, he was too lazy to correct the name.

He only cared about the old enemy in the distant place where the sword thoughts were scattered, but the young man in front of him was more unruly and arrogant than the eight masters in the past.

"Hehe..."

Hua Changdeng laughed in a low voice, his eyes showing nostalgia.

Just like Xu Xiaoshou didn't want to use the sword, he didn't draw the illusory broken sword behind his waist again.

He just slowly raised the lamp in his hand and shook it gently.

"Hiss——"

The candlelight of the remaining lamp flickered.

There were endless ghosts howling inside.

Hua Changdeng looked back at the young man again, pursed his lips and said: "You said you cut off a strand of my will before, so I think you came to me this time, not just to resolve the confusion in your heart."

When these words came out, Hongniang in the distance was pale.

She seemed to have seen the scene of the war, lying on the ground and retreating step by step, like a human maggot.

Xu Xiaoshou grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, sunny and kind: "What do you think? Lao Deng!"

Squeak...

As soon as the voice fell, the earth rotted again.

In the boiling and bubbling swamp water, it seemed that a ghost was about to crawl out again, but this time even the ghost hand and bone claw did not stick out of the ground.

Everything turned into green smoke, and all gathered in the candlelight in Hua Changdeng's hand.

"The power of the god of death!"

At this moment, everyone understood.

The green smoke was not the remaining power of the dead ghost.

Even the appearance of swamp water, ghosts, etc. was just a byproduct. The root of all changes was the gathering of the power of the god of death!

And the power of the god of death that was summoned and gathered from the heaven and earth, from the avenue, from the birth and death of living beings and dead things, was all due to Hua Changdeng's change of thought!

"So strong..."

"How can it be so strong with just a Saint Emperor's thought..."

Hongniang was shocked.

It's not like she had never seen a strong person use the power of the ancestral source.

The Great Emperor Cangsheng had used the power of the evil god before. Most of the Five Realms Spiritual Refiners had seen this and knew that he used the power of the ancestral source that he had cultivated for decades.

But Hua Changdeng used the power of the ancestral source in a completely different way.

He was so strong that he could bring out the strange vision of the present world Fengdu just by accumulating the power of the God of Death.

His power did not come from himself, but from everything outside of himself.

He was like fishing on the ground. The power of the ancestral source was born from the nameless and gathered in the lamp, so he could command it.

"Sizzle!"

The candlelight of the copper lamp was bright.

The space around Hua Changdeng was surging, but it was not broken.

With such a magnitude of death power gathered in such an ordinary residual lamp, he could actually maintain the balance of the fragile space around him.

"Holy Emperor..."

"Yes, Hua Jianxian is still the Holy Emperor..."

At this time, the spectators from the Five Realms suddenly woke up.

In the past six months, under the guidance of the Master's Intention Dao Pan, the spirit refining world has basically understood the concept of the "Ten Realm Holy Emperor":

Only a high-level Saint Emperor can give birth to the power of ancestral origin.

The rest may be semi-saints, middle- or low-level saint emperors, or people with amazing talents...maybe able to grasp the power of their ancestors in some way, but that is just "borrowing".

Borrow, use.

One word difference makes a world of difference.

"Kid..."

The night is long, and the sword fairy carries a lantern.

Hua Changdeng stared at the young man in front of him.

He has never wanted to bully the weak, but there is no word "refuse to fight" in the ancient sword cultivator's inheritance.

Even if the weak is used to challenge the strong.

The other party wants to die to prove and gain enlightenment.

Of course, it is a pity that in the battle, the ancient sword cultivator can only succeed!

So at the Guizhe ruins, Hua Chang Deng was placed under the ghost Buddha, and he responded to the fighting intention of the son of Kuilei Han and allowed him to use his sword.

With that sword, Kuileihan was able to cross the border and save his son thousands of miles away.

Now, with this sword, he can also give it to the ignorant kid in front of him, but he doesn't know if this kid has a lucky star in his life...

Or rather.

Can his life and death attract the eyes of the Eight Masters?

With his thoughts at this point, Hua Changdeng held the lamp high, his voice was threatening, and he was about to speak...

"One sword!"

The young man opposite actually spoke first.

He said it lightly, like a reward from a superior to a inferior.

This sentence choked the exact same two words in Hua Changdeng's throat, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

The matchmaker is confused.

The millions of spectators in Jinxing were stunned.

Everyone clearly heard the word "one sword", but they didn't know what Master Shou meant by highlighting this statement.

In front of the only Holy Emperor among the Seven Sword Immortals of the previous generation, the current number one Sword Immortal Shouye walked slowly forward, obviously speaking without stopping:

"That time earlier, even if I had a sneak attack, I wouldn't be able to win without force."

"This means that Lao Deng, you don't even know that you have been killed by me once, nor do you know how strong I am."

What?

When the last half of the sentence came out, Hua Changdeng thought he had heard it wrong.

But it was definitely not an auditory hallucination, nor was it an illusory swordsmanship, because the brazen little devil in front was still talking:

"You and I learned about swords, or it can be said that we all started under Mr. Siren's teaching."

"You have been practicing sword practice for more than thirty years before me, and now you have reached the realm of the Saint Emperor. Although I am a little slower, I am better than you at this time. You are just a ray of will, and I am the master."

"Think about it from another angle. This battle is very fair."

fair?

Is this fair?

Not only Jinxing's millions of spectators were in a trance, but Huachangdeng seemed confused as well. Wasn't he bullying the smaller ones with his own strength?

But this man...

This "Master Shou" seemed not to think so and said:

"Forget it, it's actually not fair. I still have a better location."

He actually thought from the bottom of his heart that he, the "little", was bullying the "big" at this moment. As he spoke, he took out the stone sword from his waist, slowly raised it and said:

"But I won't bully you."

"This sword is put in its scabbard and sealed under the stone. When fighting, it will never be taken out of its sheath. If you can catch my sword..."

call!

Hua Changdeng breathed a sigh of relief and was happy with his anger.

After living on the screen for thirty years, once he became emperor and ascended to heaven, he could not keep up with the times. Are today's young people so interesting?

Does his "one sword" really mean that he wants to take his sword himself? Then... Hua Changdeng was very interested:

"What if you catch it?"

Xu Xiaoshou nodded slightly, like an old man, holding the simple stone sword across his chest and said calmly:

"If you can accept it, I will recognize your title of 'Ghost Sword Immortal'."