He and It

Liu Fuguang thanked him first, then thought of everything he saw in Yan Huan's dream. He was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Where are we now?"

All five people were quiet for a while, and then Sun Yinian whispered: "To be honest, Master, we don't know where this is. We only know that this is probably the only safe place within thousands of miles. The Dragon Patrol has arrived. The ghost dragon...has awakened."

Liu Fuguang was suddenly startled.

Yan Huan woke up? He was clearly still in his dream before... Ah, yes, there was a kind of suction that pulled him down. When he was there, he couldn't help but say a true word. Was it that sentence that changed the dream? The direction also woke up Yan Huan?

When he thought of this, all the color drained from his face and he kept turning pale. Sun Yinian just thought that he was scared too, and quickly comforted him: "Young Master, don't worry. Fellow Taoist Ji Yao has a magic weapon that can isolate the consciousness of ghosts and beasts. We are still very safe."

Seeing Liu Fuguang shaking his head and saying nothing, Ji Yao suddenly coughed twice and interjected: "About ghost dragons, there is a rare rumor here. It's late at night. I wonder if you are interested in hearing it?"

Xue Li raised his eyes and said indifferently: "It's okay as long as you say so."

Ji Yao cleared his throat, coughed twice, drew a circle on the ground, divided it into two halves, painted one half black, and left the other half blank, and said: "Everyone knows that ghost dragons are half ghosts and half gods, seemingly dead but not The dragon god who is born, good and evil are one, pure and turbid coexist..."

Liu Fuguang remained silent. When he was sitting on the cloud cart, Meng Xiaotang read half of the sixteen-character comment. But because he had palpitations and coughed heavily, Meng Xiaotang stopped talking.

"...But everyone has seen the current appearance of the ghost dragon. It is said that good and evil are one, how can it be good? It is said that pure and turbid coexist, how can it be pure?" Ji Yao shook his head and sighed, "But, this is the final conclusion of the true immortal. , so probably many people don’t dare to argue.”

The ore light flickered slowly, and Ji Yao continued: "But the little old man knows that when the ghost dragon was born, he was sealed by the real immortal himself, saying that he would become a great evil in the future. This is not the end, since How can there be no great good when there is great evil? The way of heaven is balanced, so after the evil Dragon God, another most good creature was born in the world."

His statement was very novel and different from the versions that were widely discussed on the market, and the rest of the people gradually became fascinated by it.

"You say, if the ultimate goodness can be combined with the ultimate evil, and the two phases are balanced and support each other, then wouldn't the world be perfect and peaceful?" Ji Yao curled his lips, "It's not that simple. The ghost dragon is born to carry the world on its back. The evil god of sin and karma is being constrained by the True Immortal at every turn. He has had enough and doesn’t want to endure it any longer. Perhaps because of his excessive desire for freedom, or perhaps for some other unknown reason, he has swallowed up the Supreme Good. , gained absolute power, and from then on, nothing in the world could truly restrain him."

Having said this, Ji Yao slowly painted on the circle on the ground, blackening all the blank semicircles.

"It's a pity that every peck and every drink in this world has its destiny... Just as good and evil are two ends that check and balance each other, on the contrary, the stronger the evil, the weaker the good." Ji Yao's eyes were obscure. The ground passed by Liu Fuguang, "The ghost dragon has lost the 'goodness' that can restrain itself. Whether it is the body or the strength, it has grown uncontrollably. He is completely out of balance. The more of anything, the better. His Not only was the Tao not perfect, but it was even more incomplete and broken... As a result, he was doubly miserable and remorseful."

Having said this, Ji Yao put down his hand and stared at the completely black circle with only a blank gap at the edge.

Around him, everything became quiet, and even time and space stagnated. Except for Liu Fuguang, the other four people remained in the posture of listening to the story, and even the flying hair on their cheeks did not move.

"Tell me, am I right?" Ji Yao raised her head and looked at Liu Fuguang, "Immortal Lord?"

"——Zhenxian Zhouyi," Liu Fuguang said softly, "I haven't seen you for many years."

The real immortal who transformed into the old man Ji Yao laughed. After laughing, the white-haired old man disappeared. A young, cynical young immortal fell down to worship Liu Fuguang.

"When did the Immortal Lord recognize me?"

"I am a useless person, and I have not been Yan Huan's Taoist companion for a long time. The title of Immortal Lord is naturally not included." Liu Fuguang shook his head, "The first time I saw you, I could tell that there was yin and yang in your eyes."

Zhou Yi stood up and laughed at himself.

"Also, in the eyes of perfection, no one can escape."

Liu Fuguang coughed twice more and said in a low voice: "Thank you for helping these children, thank you for the medicine... and thank you for saving me in Zhongshan."

He took the initiative to mention Zhongshan, and Zhou Yi's smile dimmed. He recalled the scene at that time. The cliff of Zhongshan was the place where the mountain god Zhongshan died. In the void, it was filled with drum beasts formed by the condensed resentment of the mountain god. Those beasts were shaped like evil spirits. The wolves had scales on their backs. If he had arrived a little later, Liu Fuguang would have been torn alive by them.

His ambition, cruelty and determination in the past are truly beyond the reach of most people.

"I think you've already seen his dream," Zhou Yi sighed and started talking again, "What do you say?"

Liu Fuguang was silent for a long time and said softly: "He hates me, I have nothing to say."

Zhou Yi was stunned.

"He... hates you?"

"Yes," Liu Fuguang nodded, "I saw it, I saw it all. His thoughts, his wishes, his... everything about him. Yan Huan hates me, there is no doubt about it."

Zhou Yi blinked his eyes in confusion. He himself spoke of the Heavenly Book, but when he listened to Liu Fuguang's words at the moment, it was simply more difficult to understand than the Heavenly Book.

...No, what have you read? Look at his crazy and demonic energy, as well as the huge battle of Long Xunri, hate him?

If this is called hatred, then doesn’t he love us true immortals to death?

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