C4829 In the Formation(part I)
"Sit down." The old man nodded at Yuwen Hu.2
He naturally did not dare to ask any more questions. Immediately, he sat down cross-legged on the other side of the chessboard. As he examined the broken pieces of the chessboard, he felt as if he was reaching out to grab the stone in the chess box. However, the old man suddenly smiled, and then a force slowly pushed Yuwen Hu's hand away. He stopped his movements.
"This is not a mess between the two of us." Facing Yuwen Hu's puzzled gaze, the old man stroked his beard again. "This is a mess in the world. It is not something that the two of us mortals can comment on."
"The world?" Yuwen Hu's eyes dimmed a little as he asked with some unwillingness, "This mess in the world cannot be controlled by us. Who can lead it?"
When he said this, the old man suddenly raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly. His white beard started to shake.
"Under the sky..." The old man waved his sleeves and the chessboard disappeared, leaving only the mist between the two of them. "No, history, destiny, the hundred twists and turns of the world. Even though it's all done by humans, it's nothing more than being controlled by others. "
"As the saying goes, a man is destined to triumph over the heavens." Yuwen Hu argued in a low voice, "If I don't pay attention to the chessboard and don't grasp the chess pieces in my hands, how could I control it? I would have been pushed down to the shore by the flood a long time ago. I wouldn't have had the chance to see you at all. "
When the old man heard this, he stopped smiling and suddenly sighed.
"You are not my last disciple, but a friend of mine. That is why today has come. " His tone carried a trace of longing, and his gaze towards Yuwen Hu was filled with a sense of relief. “ But the person I'm waiting for is you, not you."
His words made Yuwen Hu's eyebrows tighten. Just as he was about to open his mouth and ask again, the old man waved his robe again. The clouds were attracted by his movements. They turned into thousands of thin threads that tangled around the two of them in a complicated way.
"Living in this world, the only things that are driven by are good and evil thoughts." The old man extended his finger and the threads that were entangled together were all cut in half. He landed again under his feet. "Even if there are thousands of hardships and eighty-one difficulties, there is still no way he can escape."
He suddenly flicked his sleeve, and his eyes lit up like a candle. He stared straight into Yuwen Hu's eyes.
That was a pressure that could devour mountains and rivers. It didn't seem like it could burst out from an old man, but more like an emperor who held the world in his heart. His eyes were like the horizon, and his hands could pluck the stars.
Only such a person would spend a huge amount of energy to set up the Three Lives Pagoda. He had spent so many years just for one goal.
The old man's lips touched and he spat out two words, "Heavenly Dao!"
Yuwen Hu's entire body trembled, and an inexplicable sadness filled his heart. At the same time, he felt that he couldn't restrain his anger any longer. He just wanted to turn around and leave, never to return.
He remembered the cowardice he felt before he met Lin Hao. That kind of inferiority and humiliation was engraved in his bones, as if he was a shameful thing. He could only bow his head every night, and Yu Yue's light shone. He could only lament his own incompetence and uselessness.
Heavenly Dao, ha, Heavenly Dao!
If this bullshit Heavenly Dao wanted him to become such a person, even if he wanted to commit suicide right away, he would not comply with such a wish and return to his original appearance!
If this was his life, then he would chop it off. If this was the sky, then he would stab through the sky. If he could not achieve it with his human strength, then he would use his divine power to create a path!
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