By the ear,
Like a tsunami.
In front of me,
Hatred is everywhere.
Zhou Buzhou pursed his lips, put the Zhanlu sword on his waist, turned and left.
But at the moment of leaving, he felt a trace of inexplicable confusion in his heart.
He began to doubt whether what he did was right or wrong...
Maybe it’s because I studied philosophy in college.
He couldn't help but think about some complicated things.
He asked himself, was there any difference between his behavior and that of the cloaked man Dina in the international competition that day?
Perhaps, the only difference is.
The cloaked man was forced by the half-blood venerable, while Zhou Buzhou did it voluntarily.
sacrifice……
Some people have to be sacrificed!
But why wasn't it me who sacrificed myself?
besides,
Is what he did really right?
For 10 billion, come here to kill.
From his point of view, it is correct, but what about from the perspective of the Shadow Guards?
That's unfair!
He chose to come here to kill because he wanted to achieve his own ideas.
So,
On that day, in order to achieve his goal, Lingjie took advantage of the loopholes in the rules to attack him in every possible way. From Lingjie's point of view, it might be right.
But from his point of view, it is wrong!
It's such a huge injustice!
What is justice?
What is injustice?
What is right?
What's wrong?
As Zhou Buzhou was walking, he suddenly raised his hands and looked at them.
He suddenly felt that his hands were extremely dirty.
It was so dirty that it couldn't be washed clean no matter what.
But he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
He shouldn't be such an indecisive person!
He has always been cruel. If someone is good to me, he will repay them a hundredfold, and if someone is bad to me, he will repay them a thousandfold.
How could he suddenly become so indecisive and soft-hearted?
This emotion...
It seemed like it was not something he deserved, but rather something that was forced upon him!
Zhou Buzhou was suddenly shocked.
Try your best to maintain your original heart in the midst of the self-blame and indecisive womanly kindness that threaten to overwhelm you.
Are you a saint?
Zhou Buzhou sneered.
How come she suddenly became so saintly?
He truly felt that this was totally inconsistent with his mood and his will!
Ever since he chose this path, he knew what he would face, what he would do, and what he would become!
He had realized it a long time ago!
With such awareness, he should not have started to suffer inner torment after killing just a few people.
Especially after killing a few people he thought should be killed, especially since he couldn't achieve his goal without killing these people!
It shouldn't be!
But the guilt, self-blame, and self-doubt in my heart became increasingly stronger.
Zhou Buzhou placed his right hand on his sword, suddenly looked up at the sky, and roared:
"The world is a sea of suffering. I, Zhou Buzhou, will never turn back. I will go straight to the other side!"
As if to numb himself from the rootless self-doubt, he roared again with full confidence:
"Even if it gets your hands dirty."
"Anyway, I am alone, and I live for this world and for all living beings."
"If he's dead, then forget about it!"
"My heart is like a sword, it will never bend!"
The moment he finished yelling, Zhou Buzhou felt that the saintly nature in his heart had completely disappeared.
It seems that there is indeed something wrong with that emotion.
But at this time,
He faintly heard a sigh like a whisper on the wind.
"Why--"
Then,
An old voice suddenly appeared in Xianglin Mountain, which was originally uninhabited.
"How can you be sure you are right?"
Zhou Buzhou suddenly woke up.
He placed his right hand on the sword, turned around and looked towards the direction where the sound came from with a vigilant look on his face.
He was an old man dressed as a farmer.
But the strange thing is that this old man does not have the scheming temperament of a farmer. Instead, he has a temperament as if he is indifferent to the world and lives an independent life.
Especially those eyes, so deep and bright.
It's like he has achieved enlightenment through farming.
Zhou Buzhou's face was full of vigilance: "Who are you?"
The old man chuckled: "Don't be nervous, I'm just a woodcutter in Nanshan."
Zhou Buzhou paused slightly: "Nanshan?"
Is this Nanshan?
The old man paused for a moment, then smiled nonchalantly, "I was originally a woodcutter from the Southern Mountains, but I came to Xianglin Mountain to admire the fragrant forests covering the mountain. What's wrong with that?"
Zhou Buzhou's face was full of suspicion.
But he really couldn't sense any true energy from this old farmer.
Without true qi, you are just an ordinary person.
But the person in front of me really doesn't seem like an ordinary person.
Zhou Buzhou quickly asked silently in his heart:
Isn’t this person a cultivator?
The black smoke in front of the right eye did not move at all.
There was no movement at all.
No numbers were formed!
Zhou Buzhou's heart sank slightly: Is this person a cultivator?
Black Smoke still didn't respond.
Could it be that the black smoke is broken?
0%.
!
Zhou Buzhou was extremely shocked.
Then this person is not a cultivator?
The black smoke stopped responding again.
Zhou Buzhou was horrified and suddenly drew his sword.
The old man paused slightly, but he was not afraid at all: "Don't be too nervous, I just want to ask you, how can you be sure that your idea is right?"
Zhou Buzhou remained silent.
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