One hundred and thirty-seven set the way
After sending Jie Puzong away, Qian Yunsheng flew towards the yellow sand sky wall again.
After he learned a little more about Qingninggu and Ziyang Sect, he suddenly realized that among the two people he had just killed, there was actually Jie Puzong's grandson. No wonder he would come with him quietly.
This discovery even made Qian Yunsheng almost kill again,
But when he saw Jie Puzong's face that was pleasing to his hands because his life was in his hands and his pleasing for five thousand spirit stones, he completely forgot the death of his grandson, and even had no sadness.
I thought of what the other city lord, who was almost exactly the same in Jixia City, did to his son before.
These two faces overlapped together, which surprised Qian Yunsheng to find that there are really such people in this world who have no bottom line.
This made Qian Yunsheng wonder, if the tiger poison is not even alive, then why are they doing this?
For people like the city lord or Xie Puzong, what is the purpose of making such a bad choice, being indifferent to the death of their relatives for their own lives, or even pushing their relatives into the fire pit with their own hands?
Their choice of giving up their relatives' lives for their own benefit made Qian Yunsheng feel a chill coming from his heart.
For his own strength, he even did not hesitate to step on the bones and blood of his relatives, which made him feel deeply powerless.
If human strength relies on such a conspiracy and inhumane choice to become stronger or better again and again, then what value is there in such survival?
Qian Yunsheng wants to shout,
He even remembered the era when human ancestors were first enslaved by gods. Could it be that humans relied on servitude and relied on peace with the gods and became their dogs and licked their feet to get rid of their enslavement?
Could it be that humans finally reached today through these things, and even the powerful humans can be on par with these gods?
Qian Yunsheng shook his head.
Isn’t it true that humans have broken this injustice of heaven through generations of torch, through generations, battles, and repeated roaring at the gods, which has brought everything today?
Even today, human powers have gradually occupied the center of the world, and even gods can be exiled.
Qian Yunsheng took a deep breath and felt his thoughts become clearer.
Someone once said, "I would rather let the world down than let the world down." As a ghost cultivator, Qian Yunsheng didn't think there was anything wrong with this sentence.
But Qian Yunsheng felt that the first premise of this sentence is that first you have to be a "person".
The "I" and this "person" in this sentence must be the same person first. Instead of people like the City Lord or Jie Puzong who cannot even be called "person" in a certain sense.
And it is precisely only if you become a "person" first and what you do is within the category of "person", then you can make your voice, have the opportunity to let everyone in the world hear it, and make the gods tremble.
People like the city lord and Xie Puzong, even if they can temporarily benefit, they may seem to be extremely glorious for the time being, but because they can no longer be called "people". If they can't even be considered "people", they will naturally reveal their true colors when they are critical.
Even like the city lord, he tried his best to end up handing over everything he had gained.
This reminded Qian Yunsheng of Mr. Bao. Since he obtained Mr. Bao's legacy, Qian Yunsheng learned everything about Mr. Bao through the information left in Mr. Bao's legacy.
He couldn't help but sigh deeply. Once you become someone else's "dog", even if you are like Mr. Bao, it will be almost impossible to become a "person".
No wonder Mr. Bao said so mysteriously, "I hope I can have such an opportunity like you in the past."
No wonder Mr. Bao would say, "I saw a trace of possibility in you. This trace of possibility is something I used to be undesirable."
Qian Yunsheng took a deep breath, and the ignorant feeling when he was chatting with Mr. Bao finally began to become clear. He seemed to see a ruler in front of him, clarifying the way in front of him.
This is like a mirror that wipes away dust, once again firming up one's own path.
Qian Yunsheng flew closer to the Yellow Sand Sky Wall again and began to see clearly the appearance of the entire Yellow Sand Sky Wall.
Countless fine sands were gathered together in an unreasonable, slow, and close together, like sugar particles poured out of a sugar bowl, surging towards the sky in a way that moved upwards.
Each of these inconspicuous grains of sand can be arranged in strangely in such an extremely distinct and spectacular form, which makes people feel the magic of this world at first glance.
Qian Yunsheng got closer and could feel the majesty and greatness of this yellow sand that seemed like a wall. They were like the outer wall of an ancient tomb, isolating the two boundaries between life and death.
These walls that stand tall in the sky are like tombstones without words. Each yellow sand is like a piece of law and sky stripes, showing you the greatness and majesty of the master who is sleeping here after his death.
Even if you stand here, Qian Yunsheng can feel the grief and anger of the mighty when he dies.
He clearly understood that this was the influence of the power of the law of heaven and earth when the power fell, so that you will not be wrapped in this sadness all the time, and you must use your magic power to resist it at all times.
Judging from Qian Yunsheng's experience, the grief and anger are not particularly obvious now. Only after passing through the thick yellow sand will it suddenly become fierce.
At this time, Qian Yunsheng had already put away the soul-catching banner and turned into a harmless appearance of humans and animals again.
The Vajra Bead in front of him also floated slowly and was pressed against Qian Yunsheng's head. The Vajra Bead emitted a pure Buddha light. From a distance, Qian Yunsheng looked like a successful monk.
Standing outside the yellow sand sky wall, Qian Yunsheng was not in a hurry to enter, but checked his whole body again. Anyway, he was not afraid of others discovering it now, so he started to wait with confidence.
It is almost dawn, and it is about to come to the best time to enter the Yellow Sand Sky Wall in one day.
Qian Yunsheng once calculated that he didn't know why. Anyway, one day, the more night it was, the more dangerous it was.
On the contrary, it will begin to ease during the day, especially when the sun just comes out on the day, when the danger in the sky wall is least, which can help you to rush on the road faster.
Therefore, Qian Yunsheng was not in a hurry to enter immediately, but waited patiently.
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Chapter completed!