The heavens begin with the Dharma of absorbing power

Chapter 726 On the night when the family was destroyed, if the Master were the son of the concierge, how would he choose?

There is a huge rock hanging on the top of the mountain behind the academy. Xu Xin is standing on this rock at the moment. There is a water ladle fluttering in the wind hanging on the tree in front. Xu Xin can reach it, but he does not go to get it.

This is the water ladle that often hangs on Mr. Li Manman's waist. If the Mr. Mr. didn't want others to get it...well, of course Xu Xin could also forcefully take it, but he didn't do that. Taking the water ladle meant becoming a disciple of the Master, but he had no such idea.

Xu Xin admired the scenery on the top of the mountain for a while, and then looked down at everything below the mountain, as well as the young man who was still climbing the mountain.

His mind wandered and entered a strange scene.

Under a big green tree not far away, many figures gathered together, looking at Xu Xin on the rock and whispering. These figures were male and female, sitting or standing, and there were exactly twelve of them.

Someone is carrying a three-stringed guqin on his back, someone is carrying a chessboard under his arm, someone is holding an ancient flute in front of his knees, someone is holding a tight embroidery frame in his hand, and the other is holding a thin missing piece between his fingers. Needle.

There was also a strong man standing behind the tree holding a very heavy hammer in his hand. While others were talking, the strong man was staring at the strange, tall and slightly tilted old man above Mr. Jun Mo under the tree. Crown, his eyes were full of eagerness to try.

Chen Pipi, who had been scolded by Ye Hongyu in the old library, walked out from behind the tree and was shocked when he saw the strong man's eyes. He quickly stopped him and said, "Sixth Brother, you don't have the skills of that guy Long Qing, Qian. Don’t be stupid.”

"If you really hit him with a hammer, Second Senior Brother's hat may be flattened, but your head is also very likely to be flattened."

These two people were the first two people Ning Que killed, the housekeeper and the young master of General Xuanwei's mansion.

This explanation is really inexplicable and absurd to the extreme. However, Jun Mo nodded seriously and said: "Long Qing forced himself to climb the mountain without becoming a teacher. The teacher changed the last step and added Haoran's Sword Intent."

In the scene of a cold and rainy night, Xu Xin is murmuring a lot while overlooking the young Ning Gaoqiao from a high place. He looks like he is only four or five years old at the moment. He is holding a knife in his hand and wants to kill a child in Chinese clothes. Tong and a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper killed again.

The last level that Ning Que experienced contained the extremely powerful Haoran Sword Intent, which was most likely arranged by the Master himself. At the same time, the illusion that Ning Que experienced at this moment included the Master who was thousands of miles away.

Jun Mo, who was sitting cross-legged under the green tree, snorted coldly when he heard this and slowly turned his head.

The Sixth Senior Brother put the hammer behind him as quickly as possible, showed a very honest smile, and explained: "Senior Brother, you know, I feel very itchy if I don't hit the iron for a day. I don't see this hat on your head. It's like seeing an iron ingot by the stove and always wanting to hit it with a hammer."

She and Jun Mo had the highest level of cultivation and could vaguely sense something.

The third teacher, Yu Lian, was also on the top of the mountain. She seemed to have deliberately kept a distance from the other eleven people, staring at Xu Xin and Ning Que from a distance, with the same doubts in her eyes.

"But the last hurdle didn't stop Long Qing, and the teacher didn't mean to drive him away. I don't know what they were talking about."

"Why is it you again? You have died several times and come back to life. Do you have to die again? I really don't understand what you want to do when you keep popping up in my head..."

The moment Xu Xin landed on the boulder, his mind was integrated into the illusion of the awe-inspiring sword, and he met his master in a special way.

On that bloody night in the first year of the Apocalypse, Xiahou led people to break into General Xuanwei's mansion and wipe out the family. Ning Que, the housekeeper and the young master hid in a place where they were temporarily safe.

The loyal butler wanted to coax Ning Que and the young master into changing clothes. As written in many biographical novels, he was prepared to use Ning Que's life in exchange for the young master's chance to escape. In this way, perhaps there would be an additional young general in the future. The story of revenge.

But Ning Que, who was born with knowledge, naturally could not fulfill the butler's loyalty. He took advantage of the butler's inattention and killed him, first killing the butler, and then his childhood playmate, the young master of General Xuanwei's mansion. He may not kill the young master, but he knows very well that the young master must die. In this kind of murderous murder case, people value eradication the most. If the heirs of General Xuanwei Lin Guangyuan do not die cleanly, even if he escapes, he may face endless consequences. Chase.

So, the young Ning Que killed the young master who was also young but was crying.

"Look, it's true that this is still the case, and so are the people in the mountains behind the academy. Can't we get something new?"

After Ning Que killed two people again, he did not sheath the sword. He doubted that he would need to continue killing people in the future.

Suddenly, Ning Que found that everything had changed. The place where his feet stood had changed from narrow stone steps to black and yellow soil.

This is a wasteland, with countless people looking up at the sky. The boundless darkness at the other end of the sky is spreading over. People's faces are full of despair and terror. The world is dark, with only a few rays of light coming from somewhere behind the clouds.

Not everyone was looking up at the sky. The resurrected loyal butler and young master in front of him did not look at the sky, but looked at him expressionlessly. No matter where he went, they followed him silently, their eyes always falling on his face.

"Ning Que has killed them many times, and he will still kill them if we choose him again. Master, what's the point of letting these two people appear all the time!"

Xu Xin's voice suddenly sounded in the wasteland, and Ning Que realized that Xu Xin was not far away from him. It seemed that he had been standing there for a long time, but the strange thing was that he had never noticed it before.

At this time, another tall man appeared in the wilderness, with gray hair hanging casually on his shoulders.

This was not the first time Ning Que saw this tall man. When he killed the housekeeper and the young master in General Xuanwei's mansion and left, he had met this gray-haired man.

"Do you think he did the right thing? If it were you, what would you choose?"

The tall old man, the Master, looked at Xu Xin.

"If you don't care for yourself, you will be destroyed by heaven and earth. Survival is everyone's instinct."

"Does the son of the concierge have to sacrifice his loyalty for the young master?"

"Whoever threatens my life, I will kill more simply than him."

"Master, if you were put at the same age and situation, what would you choose?"

Xu Xin stared at his master. The tall old man was silent and did not speak for a long time.

The Master was not born in poverty. He was from a family, but he was the son of a concubine. His father died when he was three years old. After that, he was not tolerated by the family. His mother took him away from the old house and wandered around. I worked very hard and suffered all the bullying from the world.

When he has the ability to kill, the first thing he wants to do is to return to his old house and kill all the people who bullied their mother and son, and then dig up his father's grave and defeat him. His bones raised his ashes.

This kind of experience is very legendary, similar to the revenge story of a young concubine. Perhaps when he was young, he might have longed for biographical novels, in which the son of a porter sacrificed himself to let the young master live to compose an epic of revenge.

(End of this chapter)