One Sword to Heaven

Chapter 199 Ruthless Dao Extermination Sword [Third Update]

"Jasmine, that little guy was lucky enough to be valued by the owner of Aogu Village, which is more than a hundred miles away, and went to Aogu Village to practice martial arts."

"Xiaodouzi is a poor child, his parents died early, but later we had a chivalrous woman passing by, she made a deal with Xiaodouzi, and the two became sisters and went to the rivers and lakes together."

"An Guo, my son, why are you so stubborn? You don't have the life of Jasmine and Xiaodouzi, but you also want to become a warrior. After running away, there is no news from now on. How can parents live?"

From the mouths of the villagers, Wang Yan inquired about Jasmine, Xiaodouzi and even An Guo, which was consistent with the situation when Shanxia Village was destroyed. An Guo ran away privately, Jasmine was placed in Li Yunyang's farm by him, and Xiaodou and Linghuwan went away together. Donghua, this was originally secret news, but now it has become the common knowledge of the villagers on the whereabouts of the three of them.

Standing in front of the thatched hut where he lived, Wang Yan looked at the incomparable confusion and bewilderment of the stone pier next to the door that was once smashed by Xiaodouzi during the practice of swordsmanship but is now intact. Everything in the mountain village is far beyond As far as Wang Yan can comprehend, people who had died have come back to life, and even the village under the mountain that had been turned into a white ground has recovered as before, and even the villagers have a common understanding of the three people who are not dead. Life and death are reversed, but creation is reshaped. What's even more frightening is that even memories can be added, forgotten, or even tampered with at will.

Wang Yan was trembling deep in his heart. He thought he had already understood the essence of this world, and he also knew the will beyond the sky, but everything in front of him made Wang Yan feel how ignorant and weak he was. , There was a feeling in my heart that life and death were controlled by others, and even my soul was played with by others.

He hates this feeling, but he doesn't know how to deal with it, but he gradually understands that this world is indeed created by the people in the world of Fifth Rhyme, he does not exist in reality, but is created for people in the illusory world It's just something for people to play with. The only difference is that he produced his own self, yearning for a real life, and as the core of life - the soul, Wang Yan thinks he already has it, but so what?The avenue I pursue can really make me detach myself, can I really have a real life?

Facing the will that can be reshaped by creation, how should I achieve the Dao? If not, what is the meaning of my existence?Is it just willing to become a plaything, a thing for people to entertain and gain experience, and finally become like the Fourth Miss, with my self eliminated, and being killed by players again and again in the process of constant refreshing?

"why why why?!"

Wang Yan was furious, roaring towards the sky like crazy, this kind of movement naturally attracted the villagers, all the villagers gathered in a circle from a distance, looked at Wang Yan in amazement, Li Mo's group of children also came , Li Mo's courage is still so big, looking at the crazy Wang Yan, he stepped forward and said: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Li Mo's voice caught Wang Yan's attention, and Wang Yan with bloodshot eyes looked towards him.

"You used to practice martial arts with me. Even though you were straightforward and straightforward, I still tried my best to help you build your foundation. Even though you have passed the best age for foundation building, I still believe that you can become a warrior. It's a pity that you In the end, I fell into the hands of the wicked. I deeply hated myself for being unable to save each other. For this blood feud, I first bloodbathed the branch of the Blackwater Bandit in Mingkang Town, and then made a big disturbance in Tianmaji, severely injuring the Blackwater Bandit.

But now you have turned life and death upside down, standing in front of me alive, but you don't remember who I am? "

Wang Yan talked about the intersections between him and Li Mo one by one like a cannonball. After listening, Li Mo was confused and said, "What are you talking about?"

"What am I talking about?"

Wang Yan smiled miserably, followed closely, closed his eyes slightly, and murmured: "I once said that 'the way is only in the sword', now I believe it even more, and I can only think that way, because you are all fake , you are all immortal monsters, the demons that confuse my heart, and the puppets of that will in the sky!"

At this moment, Wang Yangang understood why Ren Tianxing said that the people who besieged him were puppets. He knew that Ren Tianxing should be the predecessor on the road between himself and Liu Zhaoxian. Completely dead, even his name is unknown except for people like Nan Tuo Ni.

Even people like Ren Tianxing have failed, will I have hope?

The smile on Wang Yan's face became wider and wider, and the unwillingness and helplessness contained in it were tragic. These people in front of him couldn't understand. At the end, Wang Yan laughed wantonly, and the words in the laughter slowly came from his mouth intermittently. out.

"You...don't.should...exist."

Hearing this, Li Mo pursed his lips and said, "What are you talking about? You are so strange."

"Is it strange? Because I am different from you. You are just illusory and repetitive monsters, puppets without soul and will, and I am Wang Yan, a living being. Therefore, you should not exist, and you should not be fans of my way. Obstacle, so... you all die for me!"

Before the words were finished, Wang Yan stepped down and rushed into the villagers. With the sword in his hand, the blood splashed out of the big tent, and several peasant women fell into the pool of blood.

"what!"

The screams sounded immediately, and seeing Wang Yan suddenly violently kill people, the villagers immediately screamed and fled in all directions, but how could they escape?During the movement of Wang Yan's footsteps, every time the sword was struck, countless people fell down. As one by one the villagers died, and as more and more blood overflowed, Wang Yan's heart gradually cleared up amidst such wanton venting. .

"If I am destined to become a monster like you, and my soul and will are destined to die, then the only meaning of my existence is to pursue the real life. I may not be able to abandon everything under the Tao, but at least I can discern False and real, emotions cannot be indulged, why should I care about puppets like you? Only the interaction between lives is worth cherishing.

Fourth Miss is dead, and she will remain in my heart forever.Li Mo is also dead, leaving forever with my guilt.And you are all lifeless puppets, you should not exist! "

Amidst the contradictions, Wang Yan thoroughly understood his way - seeking the truth, and understood that the meaning of his life was to pursue his own real life.It's just that on this road, people like Ren Tianxing failed, Liu Zhaoxian was also at a loss, and Wang Yan naturally didn't know whether he would succeed.

But even so, Wang Yan won't shrink back. If he said he would be confused before, but during this unbridled venting, he gradually realized his own way, and after thoroughly understanding the truth and reality, the barriers in his heart gradually opened up a little, and he moved towards Dao walks slowly, so he has nothing to fear, because this is the only meaning of his existence.

During the indulgence of killing, Wang Yan not only had these enlightenments, but also recalled many words of the fifth rhyme in his mind, such as "the farmer and the pig", and recalled the strange encounter in Mount Tailan In it, the words about "space, time, and rules" said inexplicably by 'Kuangwo'.

The sword in Wang Yan's hand never stopped, but his heart was full of thoughts. Unknowingly, his abdomen started to throb again. Immediately afterwards, the strange sensation instantly intensified a hundred times, and continued to intensify after that, more than ever before. All became more intense, and soon, Wang Yan found that he had a special feeling. In his eyes, the villagers who had not yet died became transparent, and in the minds of these villagers, clusters of entangled strange things appeared. Light filaments.

(End of this chapter)