Seeing Zhao Changhe's surprised look, Xia Longyuan was still a little crazy, and his brows were a little ferocious: "Although you and I have different wishes, it's good for you to go home. Let me ask you, if you want to go back, do you kneel down and beg them to send you back, or step on their faces and tell them that I can walk by myself! Let me ask you again, why do you let me come here like a prison?"
Zhao Changhe looked at his gray hair and felt a little moved.
He might be a person of the same generation as me, but he was thrown into this world decades ago and created his own extraordinary storm. No matter how he calls the wind and rain, he is essentially a person who has been away from home for decades and has not been able to return...
Of course, he didn't look like he wanted to go back, nor was he a rebel. This unrivaled hero wanted to trample the world and take over.
But although the purposes are different, what they face are the same.
Zhao Changhe took a deep breath and responded seriously: "It's the latter."
Xia Longyuan laughed: "Not bad, you have guts, I thought you didn't dare to say it out loud!"
Zhao Changhe sighed: "It's a bit difficult indeed. I'm not as strong as you, senior. What if the lightning strikes my head?"
"They won't! There's only one person like you in a million, how can they waste it? Besides, they're not as strong as you think."
“Isn’t this strong?”
"The fall of the heaven, the collapse of the era, the twilight of the gods, this is not fake, where are the gods and Buddhas who really control the world? A bunch of weak old things, pretending to be gods, what's so great about it?" Xia Longyuan sneered: "The blind man is an example, either she is just a spirit, or her power is still sealed. I say she is now a useless person who can only pretend, what do you think she can do to me?"
There was silence all around, with slanting wind and drizzle. The gold foil in his arms didn't move, and the blind man, who was nowhere to be found, didn't move either.
Zhao Changhe suddenly remembered that he had accidentally grabbed the blind man's hand.
It was different from grabbing Huangfu Qing's hand before. Huangfu Qing had a good impression of him and was not wary. What about the blind man? They had only met twice at that time.
And I wiped that stuff myself...
This only proves that Xia Longyuan was right, the blind man was actually extremely weak.
And what Xia Longyuan meant was that the blind man was just one example, there were many, many more, such as... Sword Emperor? Yes, among all the gods and Buddhas waiting to awaken, isn't the Sword Emperor a typical example
Xia Longyuan said, a group of dry bones in a tomb.
Of course, the so-called weakness was not something he could do by himself. Even Xia Longyuan was hit so hard that his body shook, just like his jiangshan.
In fact, everyone guessed that he had a hidden injury, and maybe he really did...
"My declaration of war began when I destroyed Buddhism. What I destroyed was not a Buddhist temple, but the real Buddha. What can they do? There are many other similar actions." Xia Longyuan finally regained his calm demeanor and continued to stroll: "When I don't want the country, I don't want offspring, I don't want women... I have no flaws. The Wang family, Maitreya Sect, Four Symbols Sect, all their actions are no different from fun in my eyes."
"I understand your thoughts, senior. But..." Zhao Changhe hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Since you don't want the kingdom, why not give it up and pass it on to a suitable person... After all..."
"Can't you stand the chaos and the people being displaced? Just like the beggar you pointed at at the beginning of our conversation."
"Yes. I admire your ambition, but this is the only thing... If you don't want to manage it, then give it to someone who wants to manage it. This show is not good."
"It's strange why you have such thoughts." Xia Longyuan said: "Don't you feel detached when you come to this world? Just like reading a book or watching a movie, the joys and sorrows of the world have nothing to do with you. You are not from this world, so why do you care so much?"
Zhao Changhe's heart was moved. He had experienced this situation before... but not so exaggerated, indifferent to the point of detachment.
— If the beggar is blinding, then kill him. That is not a Zen discussion, that is the true meaning. Xia Longyuan has no interest in discussing Zen with the little ant. In fact, from the beginning, Xia Longyuan was also watching other people's reality shows. In his eyes, others were no different from NPCs. Whether it was the Epoch Gods and Buddhas or the White Tiger Saint, his thinking direction was actually the same: "Let me try it" and "Will it work?" It was as if the person in front of him was not a woman, but just a clue to a test, a paper man.
His ascent in the martial arts world and his sweep of the world were like playing a game. An upgrade game, a war game, a management game. But it became boring, so he stopped playing and switched to playing the game of gods and Buddhas.
When it comes to gods and Buddhas looking down on us, those people are like that, and so is Xia Longyuan. They are the same kind of people.
The only thing... he seemed to still care a little about his daughter, who might have been born by accident, as if she was a mark of his existence in this world.
Seeing Zhao Changhe silent, Xia Longyuan continued, "I don't want the country, but I can still use this position. I can destroy Buddhism openly, I can sit and watch Ying Wu and the others fight for an alternate dimension, I can watch the sea clan behind the Wang family, I can watch the Night Emperor behind the Four Symbols Sect. Wherever I want to see clues, there will be a butt exposed... If I don't want this position, don't I have to organize a force to help me work, isn't it like taking off my pants to fart?"
Zhao Changhe remained silent.
Xia Longyuan smiled and said, "So the throne is useful to me, I won't give it to you, nor to Chi Chi. You can continue to have fun with a knife on your back. It's very interesting to watch the stories of all parties."
Zhao Changhe finally said, "I don't want it either."
Xia Longyuan asked: "Then why do you have such a sullen face? Do you disagree with my idea?"
"Well, although I understand this idea intellectually, I cannot agree with it emotionally."
"Because of the sins of all living beings?" Xia Longyuan said with a smile, "Or because someone is coughing?"
"They are not NPCs... The water towns in the south of the Yangtze River are full of red blood, the wind and sand outside the Great Wall are blowing away white bones, the bloodstains coughed up by Tang Wanzhuang, and the entire Huangfu family died. Is this really just a scene in a movie?"
Xia Longyuan looked at him without saying anything. Zhao Changhe looked at him calmly and said, "I admire you very much, but I'm sorry, we have different opinions."
Xia Longyuan smiled and said, "I don't want you and me to be in harmony. Why do you think I'm telling you this?"
Zhao Changhe said: "Because they are also my opponents. You are giving me directions, and they may even think I am too slow."
"That's enough. What do you think of me have to do with me?"
"… "
Xia Longyuan didn't care about his attitude at all, and threw a bloody fruit to him: "It's good to know that you are slow... Actually, you were fast enough in the past, but now the situation is like this, your speed is not enough. I was planning to teach you a few tricks, but now it seems unnecessary... You and I are similar on the surface, but different behind the scenes. Liuhe Divine Art is barely suitable for you, and other skills are not suitable for you."
Zhao Changhe took the fruit and was a little surprised: "What is this?"
"I think you're slow, so of course I have to give you a hand. This fruit nourishes blood and evil spirits, and is suitable for your blood evil skills. You went to Jiangnan to find this kind of thing, not that rubbish bead. Unfortunately, your meridian problem is really a headache, and I don't have the time to help you find that thing. You're a waste of my magic power with your rubbish talent, and you dare to talk about Taoism in front of me. You don't know what you're talking about."
“…” Zhao Changhe didn’t know what to say while holding the fruit.
"If you have your own ideas, then do it. I want to see what you can accomplish." Xia Longyuan finally turned around and left leisurely: "Even if you don't like me, please come and kill me yourself."
The front is right away from the capital, not a bit more or less.
(End of this chapter)