40,000 Years of Cultivation

A faint light flashed through Xu Zhicheng's eyes, and he said coldly, "Of course, our actions are not just to kill Li Minghui, but there is no need to tell outsiders about the deeper purpose."

"But I already know."

Li Yao said, "You want to launch the'Super Brainwave Amplifier' to forcibly instill "Wang You Jue" into the minds of countless people, and turn them all into ruthless worries-free believers, right?"

Xu Zhicheng stunned slightly and turned his eyes to Long Yangjun. Every wrinkle on his face was trembling slightly, but he was forcibly suppressing his anger. He didn't know whether it was the power of fearing Long Yangjun or being restrained by doctrine.

"Yes, I did tell him."

Long Yangjun spread his hands and said helplessly, "However, you must believe me, Hu Hufa. The danger and power of this person is not what you can imagine. Even if I don't take the initiative to tell him, he will use it. All kinds of weird methods expose and stop it, so it's better to take the initiative to tell him."

"Not bad!"

Even "Worry Goddess" is so outspoken, Xu Zhicheng naturally cannot lie anymore, but continues to say mechanically indifferently, "As long as we can occupy the geothermal energy factory, we can stimulate the function of the'super brainwave amplifier' to the limit. , So that everyone within a radius of thousands of miles can realize the mystery of "Wangyou Jue" and relieve all their pain and fear!

"At that time, even if we all die of Huangquan, even if Li Minghui did not kill, that will not matter anymore, because our great road has spread out, and no one can stop the spread and rebirth of Wuyou Sect in the ground!"

"You can't do this!"

Li Yao raised his voice, "Even if you are willing to give up everything yourself, you can't force others to obliterate their emotions and desires!"

"This is not to force, but to help, to help them forget all fear and pain, and gain enough power to fight the immortal cultivator!"

Xu Zhicheng also raised his voice and said, "Look around us and see our lives. For thousands of years, we have lived like pigs and dogs, walking corpses, life is not as good as death, and we endure the endless life. Pain and torture, everyone treats us as weeds and ants. No one has ever cared about us, helped us, and fought for us! Now, we finally have the ability to fight for ourselves, should we give up in vain? Don’t you pass it on to others?"

"Someone will fight for you, in another and better way!"

Li Yao didn’t know how to persuade this man with bruises and bruises, so he could only say, "Trust me, I am willing to fight for you, and those who are cultivators are willing to fight for you! But we still need to plan for a long time, accumulate strength, and wait The better timing will make the unavoidable sacrifices have greater value!"

"Cultivators...fight for us?"

Xu Zhicheng was startled slightly, but soon recovered the steel face without any expression and emotional fluctuations, and said coldly, "Impossible, no one has ever fought for us before, there has been no one before, and there will never be one in the future. Both the cultivator and the immortal cultivator are all raccoon dogs, who do whatever they want when they control a powerful force, bully the weak at will, and destroy everything with their own desires!

"I remember, today's cultivators are not the same as those of the past? Except for a new name, what's the difference? Even in the Xinghai Republic era under the rule of the cultivators, the lives of our underground people , It's not much better than now!

"In short, our Worry-Free Sect does not need the help of practitioners. We will fight for ourselves. We will fight for all the people in the depths of the earth who are suffering like us. We will completely change the world and eliminate all sins and sins. The source of injustice-emotions and desires!

"Don’t bother trying to convince me. It’s useless. Otherwise, you would just kill me directly. I can feel that you are far stronger than me. Killing me is like crushing a bug. In the eyes of the strong, we underground residents are originally a group of insignificant bugs, right?

"But I tell you, even if you kill one of me, there will be thousands of people like me who will come forward, and the ultimate victory will definitely belong to us!"

Xu Zhicheng took a step forward, poked straight in front of Li Yao, even raised his head, revealing the large blood vessels in his neck that were jumping wildly.

At the beginning, Li Yao didn't intend to make the situation so tense, but he wanted to be gentle and drizzle, "slowly drawing it."

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhicheng was such a stubborn and stubborn man that he immediately pushed the topic to a dead end.

At this point, Li Yao has nothing to do, but can only draw the sharpest wire from the mess of his brain.

"I won't hurt you, Protector Xu. As I said earlier, I will only fight for all of you to kill those who have forced you to be like this."

Li Yao took a deep breath and instantly became very calm. "However, if you really want to spread "Wangyou Jue" to the entire ground through the'Super Brainwave Amplifier', you should at least confirm the effectiveness of "Wangyou Jue". Sex, isn't it?

"Since you are the great protector of Wuyoujiao, you should have practiced "Wangyou Jue" to the extreme? Please tell me, have you really found the'eternal peace'? Have you really forgotten all the pain?"

"of course."

Xu Zhicheng didn't hesitate to cut the railway, "Under the enlightenment of Goddess Wangyou, I have forgotten all pain and completely returned to eternal peace. There is no more darkness and evil that can erode my soul."

"What about those spotless toys and mirror frames in the next room?"

Li Yao stared deeply into Xu Zhicheng’s eyes, as if trying to see through the eyes of this forcibly calm man, "The room outside is so dirty and there is dust everywhere-you are a person who is busy with educational affairs all day, of course there are not too many. It takes time and energy to clean, but why is it so clean? It seems to be wiped many times a day.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's the bedroom of your two sons. Those things are your son's relics, right?

"Tell me, why do you want to do this, wipe these ‘meaningless’, ‘useless’ things?"

Xu Zhicheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

For a second, a certain kind of sadness and anger that could not be described with pen and ink spewed out from the tip of a needle in the deepest part of his pupil like a flood.

But in the next second, the flood was frozen abruptly by his amazing willpower.

"You, how dare you peep into my room!"

He clenched his fists tightly and asked with a hoarse voice.

"Yes, I did peep into your room very rudely."

Li Yao carefully observed every expression of Xu Zhicheng's expression, "So, you are very annoyed, very angry, and want to give me a vicious beating, right?"

"……Do not."

The wrinkles on Xu Zhicheng's face twitched, and he reluctantly shook his head and said, "I, I have forgotten the taste of anger. If I want to fight, I will only fight for the real road, and I will never vent my anger for such trivial things. "

"This is not a trivial matter. If I meet a despicable villain who spy on the bedroom of my closest person without my permission, I will beat him severely!"

Li Yao said, "Look at my eyes and answer my question, why do you wipe your son's relics three or five times a day? If you really completely abandon your emotions and desires, then these things are simply scrap iron and rotten paper and should be thrown into the garbage. Didn’t you go?

"Or, even if you practice "Wang You Jue" to the extreme, even if you can abandon almost all your emotions, you still can't give up your love for your son?

"Or, even if you recite "Forget Worry Decision" over and over again, you can't stop you from thinking about your son. You can only wipe these things endlessly, recalling the best and happiest times in the past-no matter how life is. Dark and painful, but the family still had a very happy time together, right?

"Tell me, is "Wang You Jue" really effective? Does it really make you forget all the pain? I don't think it is necessarily. I think you have always pretended to deceive yourself and paralyze yourself!

"Love and pain are originally two sides of the same coin. As deep as love, there is as deep as pain. Since you can't obliterate your love for your son, then you can't eliminate the pain of bereavement at all, even a little bit. Can’t get rid of it, it’s useless to recite "Wang You Jue" more than once!"

Xu Zhicheng's breathing became obvious.

Originally, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes were shattered by the rocks one after another, and chaotic ripples appeared-the ripples were like ten thousand sharp blades, which would tear Li Yao into pieces.

All his blood vessels and muscles swelled uncontrollably, and his original yellowish-brown skin gradually burst into small blood spots, and even his joints all made a "click" sound, as if two strange forces were violently clashing in the body.

"do not talk."

The steel mask on his face was cracked piece by piece, squeezing out an extremely hideous face, and roaring like a lone wolf in the wasteland, "I told you to stop talking!"

"Okay, I won't say, I'll help you."

Li Yao made a move to the back room, "The legacy of your son is your last obsession. Let me burn your obsession with a fire, so you will have no more worry and obstacles, and you can truly cultivate to the "Wangyou Jue" "The highest level!"

"you dare!"

Before his brain could react, Xu Zhicheng rushed forward like a fierce beast, grabbing Li Yao's collar with his left hand, and raising his right fist like a hammer. His expression was indescribable and ugly, as if there was a strand of anger Flames gush out from the seven orifices and pores, even if the opposite is not Li Yao, but the incarnation of the gods and Buddhas, he will be smashed by his fist!

However, at the moment his fist was raised high, he reacted, and the face that had just become extremely hideous, together with the fragmented mask, collapsed.

Worry-free teaching great protector, the model worker of the Black Iron Group, the father of the two boys, Xu Zhicheng, fell down two steps, his eyes were red, blood and turbid tears flowed down, look at Li Yao, and look at Long Yangjun. , Looked at his son's room blankly again, and howled vaguely.