Under One Person: Beginning VS Laotianshi

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"Village Chief Ma, are you awake yet?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"Wake up! Stop fighting!"

After a cordial and friendly exchange, Ma Xianhong became honest.

"Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier?" Zhang Muze put down his sleeves.

"This is what I call teaching without distinction. I teach you how to be a good person and never care who you are."

"..." Ma Xianhong.

"..." Wang Ye.

You have big fists and you are right!

"There's nothing that a good beating can't solve. If there is, it must be that I hit him too lightly." Zhang Muche said quietly.

"The worst case scenario is another beating."

"You think so, Lao Ma?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"Yes!" Ma Xianhong, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, quickly gave up.

It really hurts when this bastard hits someone!

"Go on, Mr. Ye."

After speaking, Zhang Muze stepped forward.

"Uh, Lao Ma, do you understand?" Wang Ye asked.

"..." Ma Xianhong.

I know shit!

Don't think I don't know what you just did!

"Ahem!" Wang Ye pretended to cough twice naturally to cover up his embarrassment.

The angle of the kick is obviously very extreme, how could it still be discovered...

"Okay, let's continue the topic we just talked about." Wang Ye's face straightened. There is indeed something wrong with Ma Xianhong's brain. He probably hasn't read a book.

"You said your cultivation furnace was for an equal society and to give them a fair chance to become stronger, right?"

"Of course." Ma Xianhong affirmed.

"Have you read the book?" Wang Ye asked.

"Have you paid attention to the international situation?"

"..."

"What do you mean?" Ma Xianhong breathed a sigh of relief after glancing at Zhang Muze and making sure that the guy didn't react.

"You think your self-cultivation stove is giving everyone the power to protect themselves, but in fact, you are bringing this society, which has finally been standardized with great difficulty, back to the most violent primitive society." Wang Ye said seriously.

"You're not giving them the power to protect themselves, you're giving them the power to shoot, you're giving them the power to cause chaos."

"It is a power that has not been tempered and is too easy to obtain. What do you think ordinary people would do with this thing?"

"If you really succeed, all the contradictions in this society will be infinitely magnified, every crime may end in a more tragic way, and this society will even turn into a jungle-like fighting!"

"Why do you say that?" Ma Xianhong retorted,

"If people don't learn, they don't know righteousness. As long as someone teaches them, they can avoid this..."

"Who will teach?" Wang Ye interrupted.

"You come? How can you guarantee that they will listen to your teachings? How can you guarantee that they will feel at ease after listening?"

"Based on your wishful thinking?"

"..."

"Your Slimming Furnace is like a blind box, but even you don't know what's inside this blind box." Wang Ye sighed.

"You transform ordinary people into aliens without any restrictions. This is an extremely irresponsible act of firing guns. Adults, children, and the elderly can all get the guns you give them unconditionally, but you do not do anything about these guns. Responsible for its use.”

"Are they using these guns to protect themselves? Or to commit crimes? Can you control that?"

"What you create is not aliens, but a group of players with alien powers. Without the process of tempering themselves, the power gained rashly will have an extremely strong sense of unreality. These people will not face themselves, and will only Treat it all like a game.”

"Have you heard of Five-Star Good Citizen? Your Slimming Furnace will turn this society into a real-life version of Grand Theft Auto!"

"..."

Ma Xianhong was silent.

He seemed...to have really not thought about these issues.

"So, he is not a savior at all, he is just an irresponsible little kid. He has a magic machine and eight magical skills... Tsk, tsk, this has such a big side effect." Zhang Muze complained.

He was certain that Ma Xianhong had not studied for a few days and had not even attended nine years of compulsory education. Otherwise, why would he want to do such a thing?

"You're no better than me." Ma Xianhong retorted.

"You are very strong, but as a monster like you who loses control and kills people at every turn, you..."

"Come on, are you worthy of comparing with me?" Zhang Muze said disdainfully.

"I haven't been slacking off for a day in the past twenty years. Even now when I talk or even when I fall asleep, I am running the meditation spell. To put it bluntly, I don't live like a human being."

"You use the concept of human beings to apply to me? What are you thinking? Is it funny?"

"What do you mean?" Ma Xianhong didn't understand.

"It means that as long as you can still stand in front of me alive, you have no right to talk about my self-control." Zhang Muche stopped.

"I am not a human being, but you use human standards to judge a beast. Isn't it funny?"

"..."

"Then why are you helping me?"

Ma Xianhong changed the topic because he knew what Zhang Muze meant. This guy was indeed not a human being, at least, he was not completely human.

However, Zhang Muze did not destroy his self-cultivation furnace. Instead, he helped him cover up the matter. Moreover, his superior tools were also taken with him.

It seemed that Biyou Village and Xinjiejiao were destroyed by Zhang Muze tonight, but in fact, they had nothing to lose.

"Why do you want to keep the self-cultivation stove for me?" Ma Xianhong asked.

"Just out of curiosity." Zhang Muche replied.

"Curious?" Ma Xianhong didn't understand.

"Yes, curious, and I don't like to owe someone a reward."

After speaking, Zhang Muze walked forward alone without saying much.

The Self-cultivation Furnace was his reward for Qu Tong. As for whether it could be perfected, it all depended on Qu Tong's own ability. It didn't matter what she wanted to do, as long as it didn't interfere with his life or hurt the people he cared about.

He didn't care whether Qu Tong wanted to pursue the Eight Wonders, the truth about the Jiashen Rebellion, or even the so-called ascension.

He just wants to stay in the mountains quietly until he dies of old age.

He was too tired to live, but he didn't want to die.

After all, he managed to survive, and he didn't want to lose his life too easily.

"..."

"Ma Xianhong, the restrictions on him are fatal." Wang Ye said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean?" Ma Xianhong has not yet recovered.

"His soul has been shackled by many shackles. What you just saw was just one, and once this chain is completely broken..." Wang Ye sighed and followed.

When Wudang leader Zhou Meng warned him not to inquire about Zhang Muze, he didn't listen.

Then he almost died. If the leader hadn't found out in time and forcibly pulled him out of the scene, he would have died long ago.

That time, in order to dispel his curiosity, the leader told a little inside story.

Regarding Zhang Muze's affairs, Zhang Zhiwei of Longhushan will be responsible for handling the funeral affairs, and others don't have to worry about it.

In the past he didn't quite understand what it meant.

But today, after seeing the chains on Zhang Muze's soul, he understood.

The so-called handling of funeral affairs has only one meaning: kill!

The so-called restrictions are those chains. As long as the conditions are met, Zhang Muche's soul will be torn into pieces.

And seeing Zhang Muze like this, he knew the existence of that thing, so...

"Hey~" Wang Ye sighed deeply.

The blood on Zhang Muche's head is still there, which means that this guy's real disaster is not today.

When was that?

Luo Tian Dajiao?

Could it be that the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain is approaching his end, and he plans to deal with Zhang Muze before leaving...

"hiss!"

Thinking of this, Wang Ye took a breath of cold air and quickly gave the old heavenly master a fortune.

"..."

"Fuck!!!!"

Wang couldn't help but cursed, and at the same time, a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai.

Damn? ! !

Red! ! !

Will these two people die together? ! !