Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 522

Yi Zhan Mowan is a person with acceptable strength, he is faithful in his words, resolute in his actions, and bloody loyal, but he has an extreme personality and cannot bear the suspicion of people he trusts.

Lin Chongyang knew about this person long ago, but he has never thought much about him because...

Useless.

What he can do is barely enough to say a word, except for one-handed swordsmanship, which is also the so-called loyalty, which can be said.

Well, the problem is coming.

Does Confucianism lack this combat power?

What the Confucian sect lacks are high-quality talents with all-round development. Those who only have combat power, or who can only read books, have no competitiveness as early as a thousand years ago.

You must know that even the "thug group" like Haozheng Wudao has its own content to learn, let alone ordinary Confucian scholars.

A combat power that can only kill people and has extreme thinking is definitely not suitable for Confucianism.

In the same way, Lin Chongyang does not need the so-called loyalty. What he needs are like-minded people. As long as thoughts and beliefs can be passed on continuously, loyalty or not is meaningless to him.

This time, he brought Yu Lijing to collect Fu Zixi's body, and stopped by to solve the problem.

Every sentence entered the ear, and every word pierced the heart, as if he wanted to crush the persistence in Yi Zhan Mowan's heart.

"Shut up! What do you know!"

With a cold shout, a sharper saber aura rushed towards his face, but although the saber aura was powerful, it was defeated on the spot, before it could get close to three feet in front of Lin Chongyang, it collapsed directly.

"Why, have you mentioned your pain? You have only lived for the so-called loyalty all your life. It is worthy of respect, but it is also sad."

Lin Chongyang's tone remained unchanged, causing Yu Lijing beside him to look sideways, but he didn't care, and continued to say:

"Give up on yourself, only willing to be a knife in the hands of others, betrayed, but dare not take revenge, disheartened, but unwilling to commit suicide.

Leaving your hometown and imprisoning yourself here like a dog, letting the years go by, don't you still have illusions in your heart, hoping that someone can lose another bone? "

Such a person is easy to subdue, but Lin Chongyang disdains it, not only him, but Yu Lijing beside him, after understanding the cause and effect, also thinks the same way.

"Looking at Your Excellency's state, I must have never practiced seriously in these years. Despite the passing of time, you are still able to do so well. Your Excellency is worthy of the title of ghost hero."

After Lin Chongyang finished speaking, seeing that there was no response from the Demon Slayer, Yu Lijing first spoke in admiration, and then changed the subject:
"A generation of ghosts, why should they choose to give up themselves and live for others?

Since you have been imprisoned here for thousands of years, you might as well calm down and think about it carefully. If you can figure it out, there is a bright road ahead.

What you can get in exchange for the trust you pursue is nothing more than another use. "

The "Shang Ke" of the Different Swordsman is from the perspective of Lin Chongyang, but in the eyes of Yu Lijing, his strength can be called good enough.

Martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. I have been imprisoned for thousands of years and I can still do this. If I can correct my mentality, I will be able to improve myself, even if Confucianism doesn't need it...

It's more than enough to throw away the sky and cultivate it. As a generation of generals, it is more than enough.

Compared with Lin Chongyang's words, Yu Li Jing's words were much softer. Compared with the two, Yi Zhan Mo Wan couldn't help but start to think seriously.

All along, what is it that I have been pursuing?
Is it a "Ming Lord"?Or develop self-worth?Or a "Master" who allows him to display his self-worth?
He lowered his head, looked at the unused hands of the submerged demon, and asked himself again:

All along, what is it that I have been pursuing?
"..."

The answer is, don't know.

Because, he seems to have never pursued anything. Since he can remember, he has been fighting with people or killing people for others.

In the past, he felt that there was nothing wrong with this, and then he fell into it, and finally got deeper and deeper, until he regarded it as his purpose of living.

However, when this layer of illusion was brutally torn apart, he rarely found out.

I seem to be confused.

He raised his head, looked past Lin Chongyang, looked at Yu Lijing beside him, and asked with difficulty:
"What is your pursuit?"

Once again, he pinned his hopes on others, just for an answer.

Yu Lijing sighed in his heart, but still answered:
"Set up your mind for the heaven and the earth, set up your life for the people, set up a legacy for the sages of the past, and create peace for all generations."

Withdrawing his gaze, after a moment of silence, Yi Zhan Mowan spoke:
"I don't understand."

"This proves that Your Excellency is thinking, not just thinking about loyalty as before."

Regarding the changes in Yizhan Mowan, Yu Lijing is naturally happy to see the results. Only a big breakthrough can make a big one, and the role that a knife can play is too small.

For example, tell him not to hurt the people, he only knows that this is an order, but he doesn't know why he did it.

Whether it is in Confucianism or Tiandu, such backward thinking has long been eliminated by the times.

"Thinking? I was born, but I have a deep relationship with the knife. Now, should I pick up this original intention?"

At the same time as he spoke, Yi Zhan Mowan turned his gaze back to Yu Li Jing.

"Your Excellency's life should be decided by yourselves. Neither I nor my uncle regard you as a knife or an object."

This time, Yu Lijing did not give an answer, because it was unnecessary.

"I decide..." Yi Zhan Mowan retracted his gaze and began to talk to himself: "If you pursue the limit of the sword, how should you go?

Is the limit on the knife really my pursuit?If I give up this path, what else will I do?murder? "

"Yan Luo Ghost Prison has changed. If you are interested, you can go back and have a look. Today's ghost prison should not disappoint you;
If you are going to stay in a difficult situation, don't go on the road of harming the common people.

Otherwise, no matter where the world ends and the blue falls, I will find you, destroy your soul, destroy your soul, and turn your bones into ashes. "

Lin Chongyang put down his words, and the dark field also dispersed. He turned around and greeted Yu Lijing:
"Leaving scriptures, let's go."

…………

Looking up at the rainbow light that disappeared into the sky, Yi Zhan Mowan slowly stood up, and then broke the chains on his body.

Deep in his heart, his original thoughts were exactly as the other party said, if he could find another person worthy of his wholehearted trust in these wasted years, then no matter what the other party did, he would accompany him with his life.

If he can't wait, it means that he is not so lucky, and he may have some regrets to pass away like this, but there is nothing wrong with it.

The man said that he should not be a knife or an object, and should not be used by others. He should let go of his illusions and the past.

In the past, he has been living for others, and in the future, he wants to try a different way of living.

The Yizhan Mowan, whose thoughts gradually became clear, remembered the voice transmission with that person just before he left:
"If your Excellency has nowhere to go in a difficult situation, you can come to Xiwulin Tiandu to take a look."

　This wave, this wave is an anti-routine in a difficult situation. As a tool person who can be ranked among the peers, the Yizhan Devil Turn has ushered in a turning point that belongs to him.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)