villain mentor

Chapter 53
Qi Xiuyuan stood in front of the majestic Qingyun Hall with Nan Ke in his arms.

From time to time, there was a cool wind blowing, which made his face hurt.

"Put me down."

"Can you walk by yourself?"

Qi Xiuyuan's face was full of doubts.

"It's too embarrassing for people to hug and walk away."

"I walked all the way with you in my arms, but you didn't say I was cowardly."

Haw and put Nan Ke down.

"Isn't it time? Your release technique still needs a lot of improvement. It almost knocked me down."

Nan Ke moved his body mechanically, and stepped into Qingyun Hall.

"Beware of the threshold."

"Don't worry, I have a long memory now."

As soon as he finished saying this, he fell down on the second threshold.

"I forgot that there are two doors at the entrance of Qingyun Palace."

Lying on the ground, he cried out in pain.

"It's alright."

"Don't help, I can get up by myself." Struggling with that mechanical hand.

The mechanical hand hit the door frame, scratching through the thick dust on it, and a line of small characters loomed from behind the dust.

"If you want to be with the heavenly spirit, you must first release your soul." Nan Ke silently read out that line of small characters.

"what are you talking about?"

"Xiuyuan help me clean the door."

"It's really fastidious, are you afraid that you will fall again?"

He took out a small dagger from his pocket and cut off the knots of dust on it.

Only then did Qi Xiuyuan discover the handwriting hidden behind the dust.

Looking at the familiar characters, Nan Ke's pupils were involuntarily filled with mist, and she could almost imagine how Master carved these characters.

Sunset West Mountain.

The setting sun hit the rickety body by the door, and he carved those words stroke by stroke with a knife.

"There is actually a word on the door of Qingyun Temple, what is it called, if you are the god of all living beings, you should first relieve the worries of all living beings."

"This should be the last few words." Nan Ke got up from the ground excitedly.

With the character of my master, every time I write a piece of experience, I will write the reason why I wrote it in front.

Carrying a wave of spiritual energy, he rushed towards Qingyun Hall.

The dagger in Qi Xiuyuan's hand dropped from fright, and he rubbed his head in disbelief.

Nan Xiaosi, who was unable to walk just now, can actually run now!
The wind reverberating in Qingyun Palace blew Nan Xiaosi's hair.

Her speed was so fast that this body could no longer bear it.

When I was about to reach the arhat chair that Master often made, I couldn't hold it up and fell to my knees on the ground.

Eagerly use the wooden board to pull the dusty ground.

Sure enough, line after line of boys appeared in front of him.

"September 350st, 31, Wuzhou Continent, today is the tenth anniversary of my apprenticeship, and also the tenth year since I disbanded Qingyun Palace. Qingyun Palace has many rules, but the first creed is, enter my Qingyun Palace, You should take helping the world as the right way, and you should take it as your responsibility to live and build the people, but life and death are protected by Qingyun Temple, the temple is there, people are there, people are here, the temple is here."

Nan Ke's heart ached as if being grabbed by someone, even if those dozens of feathers stabbed at the same time, they couldn't resist the pain in his heart now.

"Nanke died for the sake of the world. As the master of Qingyun Palace, I couldn't protect her life. I also failed her entrustment. I failed to protect the life of the Meng family. For ten years, every time I close my eyes, I think of Nanke. Please, let’s leave here, life and death are uncertain, if I die in battle, I have saved some ambition for the Wuzhou Continent, I have canceled the Tianyuan National Emblem, all the people in the country are free, if I am defeated, they can all join In other countries, it is really pitiful for the children and weak wives in the family, and their status is special, I hope Master can help."

Wiping the dust on the ground could not help but tremble.

The master didn't realize that she had done something wrong. The master said that she died for the common people in the world.

Master's words back then still linger in my ears.

"What is fighting for the world? You are just doing it for your own selfish desires. You are just amplifying your desires into the desires of the world."

"If my desire is the desire of this world, the Nine Nether Temple has ruled the five continents for many years, and regards all living beings as humble dogs, regardless of the people's suffering and endangering the five continents. What qualifications do they have to be called gods? I am not the only one who wants to oppose it , is the continent where we live and take root, and thousands of people on this continent will oppose him."

"Do you hate them for treating your relatives so cruelly, and treating your people so cruelly?"

"Yes, I hate him. All the families whose wives and children were separated because of the Nine Nether Temple hate him. So what if I have selfish desires. I lead people who have the same selfish desires as me."

"Because of your selfish desires, you compete against the Nine Nether Temple. If you lose, you will die, and your family members will die. Not only that, but also those who did not participate in the war will be implicated."

"They can choose to remain silent, live in idyllic ways, break their own backs, and bend their waists more comfortably, but they can't let everyone be like them. The warriors on this continent who can shed their blood for them, you say That's right, my going here will definitely affect those who have not participated in the war. If they wish, they can also become lackeys of the Temple of the Nine Nethers, like Hu Guo, and stand opposite me. Cowards don't understand warriors, and warriors don't need to I care about the survival of cowards, even if no country is willing to bet on me for victory, it doesn't matter, I am willing to burn the last drop of blood for my own selfish desires."

Nan Ke's resolute eyes were filled with persistence.

She has been struggling for more than [-] years, just waiting for the wind to blow through her hair, and the once black hair is now mixed with a little silver.

"In your eyes, Master, am I such a coward?"

"Master, you said that words are useless, and a person's character can only be evaluated based on his actions."

Nan Ke knelt down on both knees and kowtowed heavily to the master in front of him.

"You won't have the famous name you want in history. In the eyes of the people, you will just become a devil who causes trouble for them. It's worth it."

"It's worth it." Nan Ke raised his head, and there was no trace of timidity in those eyes.

"Have you ever regretted removing the divine body, you could have lived forever."

"Don't regret it. If you have a god body, you can't kill gods. What's the point of being immortal like that?"

Nan Ke turned around and looked up at the hosta tree swaying in the wind.

"You are old, your spiritual power is not as strong as before, your body is not as good as before, and your black hair has silver threads, why can't you settle down and govern your own country well."

"I am old, but my country is stronger. More importantly, I can still hold the sword in my hand." Withdrawing the little tenderness pinned on the hosta flower, she strode towards the door.

"When will I return?"

"It's gone forever."

Tears poured down Nan Ke's cheeks.

"Why are you crying?"

Qi Xiuyuan's voice brought Nan Ke back from his memory.

(End of this chapter)