Rebuild the Upgrade Path

As night fell, Longhushan also fell into silence.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, there are not so many high-rise buildings, neon lights, and the bright moon and stars in the sky are particularly beautiful.

But obviously, someone...is not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful sky.

Ding Yiming sat in his courtyard. Behind him was the room he had lived in for half a year. In front of him was the small courtyard where he practiced exercises every morning.

This kind of life makes him feel very fulfilling, and he really likes this life very much, but why, is he unwilling to continue...

What is the purpose of learning spells by yourself? To be handsome? In order to win the admiration and praise of the onlookers after displaying their abilities? Look at their surprised and envious expressions?

He had seen enough of such things.

The financial resources of the Ding family have made him a bright spot among his classmates since he was a child. The feeling of "the local tyrant is by my side" makes everyone around him surround him, and the stars hold the moon.

How is this feeling different? It's just a different reason.

Maybe at the beginning, I had this idea, but now this idea has already been swimming far away with the wind.

On Longhu Mountain, those elders accounted for their youth, middle-aged, and old people in the right view, for what?

For... the peace of one view! For the stability of the world!

Defend the devil, as it is.

Ding Yiming looked at the sword standing beside him. Under the moonlight, it was emitting a faint silver light and looked extremely clean. But even ten hours ago, its blade was stained with blood!

Isn't it born to protect the people of the world?

Why is it also stained with blood?

If it is on the real battlefield, even if the enemies in front of them are evil cultivators, demons, and ghosts, are they not sentient beings in the world?

How many of the right and the evil are determined at birth?

It's not like male or female gender, race skin color, or high or low background... The path of practice of right and evil can sometimes be changed according to one's own thoughts.

People can not escape from doing wrong? What's more, it is the law of nature to eat the weak.

Wolves eat sheep, how can sheep be justice? How are wolves evil?

It's not right to bully the weak, but if you kill the strong to protect the weak, how is it different from him?

I don’t know how many people have thought about this issue, and I don’t know if it is right or wrong.

But at least, in the daytime competition, when his sword slashed that student, his heart was touched.

In the future, what should be done, should this road continue...

Ding Yiming sat in the courtyard, thinking for a long time, but there was no answer.

But at this moment, suddenly a white shadow flashed by his side, Ding Yiming was startled, and when he looked again, he did find that there was a person in white clothes floating down, falling to his side, and then sitting down.

"Master...Master!"

Ding Yiming stood up high, jumped a step, and stared at the kind old man in front of him.

The person here is Tianshi Zhang!

"Yiming, sit down." The old master was kind, like a grandfather playing chess and telling stories downstairs. He patted the place where Ding Yiming was just sitting next to him.

"Yes, Master."

Ding Yiming replied with folded hands, respectful, and then dared to sit back. Old and young, just sit side by side.

"What are you thinking about? Is it for today's daytime competition? You performed well and didn't ashamed of being a teacher." The old master said with a smile.

"Master taught it well."

"Hahaha, you are really the most gifted kid I have ever seen, what's wrong, you performed well, what's worth worrying about? Is it because you hurt the student? We all know that it was a miss, that situation Next, it’s normal to miss someone and hurt someone. We won’t blame you."

"But..." Ding Yiming opened his mouth, but he stopped again and fell silent.

"Huh?" The old master looked at him. "If you have any worries and thoughts, please tell me."

"This...yes, Master."

Ding Yiming hesitated for a moment, but nodded, and said everything he had in mind. After speaking, he lowered his head again, and the whole person revealed a desperate confusion.

Hearing his thoughts, the celestial master just smiled, did not speak, raised his head and looked at the sky, stretched out his hand to twist his beard, his expression is intriguing.

"Master." Ding Yiming suddenly raised his head.

"Ok?"

"Have there ever been a wizard in this world who doesn't kill?"

"Doesn't kill?"

"Yes, it just doesn't kill lives, but the great mage who can still ward off demons and defend the way and violent violence, save thousands of people, and save the world!"

"Unexpectedly, your ideal is quite ambitious," the old master smiled.

"Master..."

"Hahaha, you kid." The old master stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, and continued to look at the sky: "How can we talk about the past, even now, there are such people."

"Huh?" Ding Yiming was taken aback. "Now? Are you still alive in this world? Such a master?"

"Yes." The heavenly master said of course. "He is Master Ruyan."

"Master Ruyan..."

"Master Ruyan lived in Yunmiao Temple, and he was also traveling around the world to help the world. I don't know how many people have been rescued by him or how many demons and evil spirits have been crossed by him, but he has never killed a single person in his life! Demon, they are all called'living buddhas and holy monks', this person should be what you said."

"I have never killed, rescued people, rescued people, and defended the way, yes! That's the kind of person!"

Ding Yiming was a little excited to learn that there are such people in the world.

"Many people in the world fight for the protection of those behind them, but there are also people who treat them equally and have never killed them in their lives. Why, do you plan to become such a person?"

"Yes!" Ding Yiming shouted!

"You know it's difficult."

"I know!"

"then you……"

"But I really can't bear it!" Ding Yiming said, "I can't bear to do it. I can't bear to see them being killed by me. If I want to save the world, I have to be concerned about the world! Who is right? I just ask them to correct. If it doesn't work once, try him again!"

"Then you have thought that if you do not succeed in saving, then he will still do evil, then more people will be killed."

"...I thought about this." Ding Yiming's eyes dimmed. "I am afraid that Master will not agree with my next remarks, but please listen to me."

"You said."

"That is to say, people of the world are treated equally, killing ten people for the name of one person, and killing one person for the life of ten people, in fact, there is no difference in essence. I will feel sorry for the life that has passed. I can't bear to kill. , I will do my best to save him, but if I fail, I will be equally distressed...I don’t know what to do, I really don’t know what to do."

Ding Yiming said, his voice gradually lowered, his head drooped very low, almost buried in his legs.

The old master looked at him like this, was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, and said: "How many years have passed, how many people have not had this kind of consciousness, and one has appeared in the old man. How can I reject you?"

With that, the old master reached into the sleeves of his robe, took out a long wooden box, and handed it to Ding Yiming.

"From today, you don't need to use swords anymore, this is for you."

Ding Yiming was a little startled. He didn't know what it was. He took the long wooden box with both hands and opened it. Inside, there was a pair of black steel whips!

The slender whip handle has dragon scale-like carvings. The front part is a thirteen-section long whip in the shape of a pagoda. It is dark like night and looks extremely hard! The whole body exudes a strong breath!

"this is……"

"Pick it up and try." said the old master.

"Yes!"

Ding Yiming picked up the double whip with both hands, stood in the middle of the yard, tried to wave it twice, not heavy or light, just right!

"This thing, called the Pagoda Profound Golden Whip, is extremely hard, but because it is a blunt weapon, it has all its sharp edges. Since you want to be the one who saves life and does not kill, the sword can no longer be used. This weapon is the most It's suitable for you, just because you used to be a two-handed weapon before, as a teacher, I gave it to you!" said the old master.

When Ding Yiming heard this, Daxi hurriedly knelt to the ground, holding the steel whip with his backhands in both hands, and bowed his hands to thank the old teacher: "Thank you, Master!"

"Hahahahaha... Get up quickly. I didn't expect that at a young age, you can have such thoughts. Except for Master Ruyan, all I know that can have this level are those of forty or fifty. Middle-aged people, some don’t even have this kind of consciousness when they are old, you are very good."

"Yes! Thank you Master for the compliment!" Ding Yiming said again.

"Hahaha, that's all right, Yiming, this pair of whips, there is a strange place."

"Ah? Where is it?"

"Try connecting the ends of the two whips together."

According to Ding Yiming, he hurriedly pushed the ends of the two whips together, the old master immediately chanted a spell, and the connection suddenly flashed with black light, and when he looked at it, it turned into one and turned into a long weapon!

"This……!"

Ding Yiming was taken aback and tried two times. It was not connected by a rotation or piston lock like the toys sold outside, but it seemed that the sky grew into one, and it was originally one!

"Hahahahahaha..." Seeing him like this, the old heavenly master laughed loudly. With another finger, he said a spell, the two steel whips suddenly separated.

"This is the wonder of it. The double whip can be long or short, single or double, which can adapt to the battlefield situation more flexibly. With it, you will be more resilient in future battles!"

"Thank you, Master!" Ding Yiming wanted to worship again.

"Hey, hey, no need to be polite. If this pair of steel whips can have a master like you, they will surely be happy. Okay, tonight, you will get used to this new weapon. From tomorrow, I will teach Your formula for separating and merging them, and a whip method!"

"Yes, Master!"

In the courtyard, Ding Yiming bowed his hands in prayer. The celestial master stood up, smiled and shook his robe sleeves, and flew away in an instant, silently, like a fallen leaf rising in the wind.

At this time, neither of them knew that in the future, when people mentioned his black tower and double whip Ding Yiming, they would mention the legend that he never killed in his life...