Chapter 316: The God Clan’s Last Name is Han

"Master, I have wanted to ask this question for a long time." Lian Chengyue said, "Was it after I entered Qingji Sect? Or after I entered the Lian family? Or... did Master already know my true identity when he first met me?"

"Is this why Master refused to accept me as his disciple and chose Ren Miao instead?"

This question is enough to make every teacher with a moral bottom line break out in a cold sweat and reflect on his or her own deceptive behavior of bullying children. But Ning Mingmei looked at Lian Chengyue confidently: "Don't you think it's bad to be like this now?"

The mysterious and profound feeling that Lian Chengyue had just created disappeared in an instant: "No, Master, that's not what I meant."

"Do you have an opinion about my choice?"

Lian Chengyue: "No, Master, I dare not."

Ning Mingmei: "Don't dare? It sounds like you are resentful! Isn't it better now? You get more training, you have more experience on your resume, and your student dormitory in Qingji Sect is also very spacious! Lian Chengyue, are you dissatisfied with your current life?"

"No, no, Master, I don't." Lian Chengyue said, and then added, "Except for being dissatisfied with Qi Miancheng, I am very satisfied with my life."

Ning Mingmei nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you know how to reflect on yourself."

Qi Miancheng is the future Lian Chengyue. Lian Chengyue’s dissatisfaction with Qi Miancheng is actually dissatisfaction with himself. This is a very good self-reflection ability, which is very in line with the times. After all, the only one who makes Lian Chengyue dissatisfied is himself!

And Lian Chengyue: …

What Master meant was that if he had any opinion about Qi Miancheng, he should reflect on himself first.

Could it be that in Ning Mingmei's heart, Qi Miancheng is so perfect? !

Lian Chengyue now understood. No matter where Ning Mingmei came from or how he knew his true identity... Ning Mingmei is so smart that it is not surprising that he knew it in any way. Moreover, he had already admitted defeat in the battle of wits with Ning Mingmei. However, the only thing that Ning Mingmei could not accept was Qi Miancheng's perfection in his heart.

Ning Mingmei said: "In that case, then tell me what happened before you sacrificed the sword. What kind of intersection did you have with Mingqi? In your opinion, what kind of person is he?"

"In his heart, the Gods are very important. If Minglong hadn't been here, Mingqi might have been the 'Son of God'. He regarded forging the divine sword as the purpose of his life. For him, nothing is more important than the Gods saving the world and shouldering the responsibilities that the Gods should bear." Lian Chengyue said, "In addition, he and the Goddess said something, I heard it clearly and remember it clearly."

"What kind of words?"

"The goddess said: 'Back then, didn't I return to the God Clan as you wished? Mingqi, you are not the goddess, so you can tell me with certainty that the person you wish to become the Son of God is you. You don't understand anything.'"

"…The relationship between the two of them is closer than I thought."

Ning Mingmei pondered for a moment, but heard Lian Chengyue say: "Master, have you discovered anything about the Goddess? Can you share this information with me? And..."

"Is she still alive now?"

Ning Mingmei looked at Lian Chengyue's eyes which suddenly turned bloodshot, and said, "You hate her? Is it because in your eyes, she was the one who forced you to sacrifice yourself as a child and become a sword spirit?"

"In ancient times, the gods and demons could have been equals. I don't believe that they chose to use me as a sacrifice for the sword because of my irreplaceable ability. It's just because they want to take this opportunity to make the gods the masters of heaven and earth, and extinguish the revival of the demons in the name of sword forging. How can such a sinister and cunning righteousness be considered a righteous cause?" Lian Chengyue said slowly, "What's more, the dog will be cooked after the rabbit dies. She held the sword and killed my clan. The blood relationship is wonderful. Because I became a sword spirit, my people can sense the whereabouts of the sword. She did this to hide her whereabouts. If she were still alive now..."

Compared with the original work, Lian Chengyue’s hatred now seems to have a direction.

Ning Mingmei then thought of Qi Miancheng.

Qi Miancheng, Lian Chengyue in the previous life. In that life, he never found any trace of his past enemies. The only thing that supported him as he climbed up step by step was his growing hatred for both black and white and his ambition to trample everything under his feet. He climbed to the top by using the method of thieves eating thieves and thieves eating free men, but when he suddenly looked back, he discovered the emptiness and meaninglessness of life and justice.

So he chose to start over. This time, he chose to play with white chess pieces, and deliberately chose the identity of the famous and upright "Qi Miancheng" as his disguise in this life. If Ning Mingmei hadn't come, he would probably have wanted to try this kind of "justice" way of playing, right? Because black and white in the world are meaningless, one's own existence is also meaningless. He cannot see black and white, and even less can he see himself. He can use his other half - Lian Chengyue in this life - as his chess piece or foil without hesitation, as long as he can reach the ending he wants. He wanted to imitate and simulate the idea of ​​"decency" and wanted to know what the gods thought and felt when they did that to him.

However, perhaps there is one thing that even Qi Miancheng himself did not realize - he wanted to confirm his own existence from these two extremely contrasting lives.

There is no black or white, so there is no benchmark to establish. He lived two lives, but seemed to be living in chaos.

And now, thanks to the existence of Ning Mingmei, Lian Chengyue seems to have found the solution - that solution is Minglong, Yehe, the goddess, Wuwei Zhenren, the culprit of all tragedies.

She is black disguised as white, she is the villain, so as long as she is killed, Lian Chengyue can complete his revenge, confirm that he has become "white", and put an end to everything.

But is this really correct? If you only determine your life goals based on who your opponents are and who you hate...

"You should indeed take revenge on her, but not because the Gods spread falsehoods, but because she killed your people." Ning Mingmei whispered, "I will let you become my assistant and give you her information. But I have the final say on when you take action."

Lian Chengyue frowned. He should have been unhappy about this restriction, but at this moment he was just confused: "What does Master mean? Master is saying that she and the God Clan cannot be considered a whole? Could it be that Master..."

Are you sympathizing with her?

"No." Ning Mingmei retorted, "It is precisely because she is so powerful that we have to see her clearly. Remove her from the 'sea of ​​people' where she hides. In fact, I have been thinking about this before I entered Spark Island. Just like a rising star in the academic world, how can you use limited time to defeat the other party's accumulation of twenty years in advance? And spend thousands of years to accumulate? Even I can't calculate the variables that will occur thousands of years later."

"?"

"I have a hunch." Ning Mingmei said, "The key to my victory is Minglong herself. She will die from her own weakness... You are lucky, kid."

Lian Chengyue was startled: "Ah?"

"Your goal happens to be in the same direction as mine. You need a complete sword, and I need to peel off the sword bones." Ning Mingmei was clearly talking to Lian Chengyue, but Lian Chengyue felt that he was looking through him and into his future. "In that case, let's think of a way to kill Mingqi."

Lian Chengyue:?

"Master, do you have any plan..."

Ning Mingmei said: "There is a lot of information related to the Protoss on Spark Island."

Lian Chengyue:?

Ning Mingmei: "It should be because Weng Xingyun really wants to understand Minglong. Oh, this actually became my means."

Lian Chengyue:?

Ning Mingmei took a sip of tea and said, "If I'm not mistaken, he should come to see me in two days."

But Lian Chengyue didn't expect that Mingqi would come to find Ning Mingmei after only a day and a half.

…

Ning Mingmei ignored Mingqi for two days and did not meet him until the third day. As soon as Mingqi entered Ning Mingmei's tent, he saw several steel pipes and a dance troupe of sexy handsome men wearing cool but obviously ethnic costumes on the steel pipes.

Mingqi: …

Ning Mingmei was holding the cup in his hand. Seeing Mingqi coming, he smiled and said, "Are you here? Would you like to sit down?"

Mingqi looked at them solemnly, with disbelief in his eyes: "These people..."

Ning Mingmei: "I forgot that you are an old man who lived thousands of years ago. You should be quite traditional, right? Oh, it's really a bit unbearable for you to see this scene now."

Mingqi: "No, I mean, their clothes..."

"Clothes? This is the traditional clothing of the demon tribe in Baisha Village." Ning Mingmei said, "Everyone in the world knows about it. It's very popular."

Mingqi: …

Since they were already there, the hospitable Ning Mingmei asked someone to put out a tablecloth and dishes for Mingqi. Mingqi looked at the woven tablecloth in front of him, his pupils shrinking slightly: "This is..."

Ning Mingmei: "The traditional embroidery pattern of the demon fox tribe."

Mingqi: …

Mingqi looked at the tableware in front of him with a dark face: "This cup..."

Ning Mingmei: "This is not a cup for drinking water, but a cup used by the demons to spit. It may be a tradition, I am not sure. But the culture of the demons is really long-standing."

“…………”

"The demon tribe is also very lively today." Ning Mingmei said, "It seems that today is some traditional festival of the demon tribe... It is said that in ancient times, a demon and a woman fell in love, and then... they were separated by the gods... and then..."

"Bang!"

Mingqi finally slammed his fist on the table. Ning Mingmei noticed that his pupils had shrunk drastically, and asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nonsense, it's all nonsense... These things are clearly the traditional culture of the gods, when did they become the demons'? And the myths and legends, they should be... The demons not only stole our festival, but also vilified us in their stories!" Mingqi said, "How can this be tolerated!"

Ning Mingmei was a little surprised: "Really? I don't believe it. Hey, don't spill the soup on the monster's decoration, it's very expensive. People all over the world are proud to own monster embroidery..."

"Demon embroidery?! This is clearly a mural of the gods, when did it become a demon embroidery?!" Mingqi was furious, "Shameless, really shameless!"

Ning Mingmei showed an unhappy expression: "Elder Ming - I call you elder to respect you, but how can you speak nonsense here? These things have belonged to the demons and monsters since ancient times! There are also ghosts and humans. Could it be that your race of gods is the origin of all things?"