I have a passive skill.

The masked man's words tore open the hands that covered his eyes.

After seeing the direction clearly, Xu Xiaoshou understood how difficult the road ahead was.

Compromise is really a good choice!

stand in line...

At least after standing in the team, this kind of difficult situation will no longer happen, right?

Leaning against the big tree is good for the coolness.

With someone behind them, even if the cards in their hands are finished, they will present dozens of piles of cards, right?

This is completely different from fighting alone.

No worries, just crush all enemies in front of you.

then……

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts reached this point, and he froze suddenly.

Then, what is it?

What is the purpose of doing this?

——In order to become a real pawn?

The coolness all over his body suddenly seeped from the soul level, and Xu Xiaoshou felt cold all over his body for a while.

He thought of his firm belief when he stood up in the ancient book space.

"for freedom!"

And if you choose to compromise, is it still for freedom?

……

"you are wrong."

The masked man remained silent until Xu Xiaoshou's complexion changed drastically, then he interrupted and said, "I know what you're worried about."

"However, man is not a lonely animal."

"A person's road, no matter how straight he walks, will never be complete."

"At this moment, I am by your side."

"To you, I am the sky, the umbrella, and an irresistible force."

"But to me, you are really worthless now, and you are a dispensable pawn."

"Cruel, isn't it?"

The masked man smiled, and said again: "But what about another angle?"

"tool!"

"Before you grow up, I am your tool, just use it well, why do you think so much?"

"The reason why human beings progress is that they are constantly using tools."

"Stone tools, fire weapons, spiritual weapons..."

"Flesh body, will, spiritual essence..."

"Which step of growth and evolution is not using the so-called 'tools'?"

"Everything can be a tool, and human beings are also everything. There is nothing more noble than plants, trees, flowers and stones. Why can't he be used?"

"And why..."

The masked man sharpened his words and pierced the depths of his soul: "When you pick up the famous sword, you can focus on nothing else. With people as your sword, you start to worry about gains and losses?"

Xu Xiaoshou felt his head buzzing as if he had been pierced by a sword intent. The pain made him bow his back and curl up with his head in his arms.

The storyteller was a little surprised.

"Take it easy, take it easy..."

He looked at Xiao Wenming worriedly.

The other party is just a child, so he can't be so violent!

The masked man didn't take it seriously, and stretched his hand to the side, spreading four fingers.

"what?"

Cenchov stared at the hand in front of him and was stunned. What do you mean?

"My gourd." The masked man rolled his eyes and said.

"Oh oh."

Only then did Cenchov come to his senses, and complained: "Really, can't you take your own things with you?"

As he spoke, he took out a small black gourd and "slapped" it on the masked man's hand.

……

Xu Xiaoshou was speechless.

The sword intent of the masked man is too strong.

With just a few words, he felt his soul split open.

but……

compromise?

Xu Xiaoshou really can't do it!

If the self and freedom he insisted on have collapsed, how can he continue walking all the way?

The masked man had his reasons for what he said.

But it's unrealistic to put it on yourself!

Can't empathize either!

"Ugh."

A low sigh echoed in the void.

The masked man stretched out his hand to stick to his neck, and pulled it up to lift the mask over his nose.

Xu Xiaoshou's expression was suddenly shocked.

In the picture from "Perception", there is a large scar on the other party's neck, isn't it just like the carved man I saw in Lingzang Pavilion?

Isn't it the unique symbol of the sloppy uncle when he met the red dog that day?

This……

the same person?

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts suddenly became confused.

The masked man's jawline was very strong, but with an unshaven beard and solidified blood scabs, he was in a state of extreme chaos.

As soon as he wiped his mouth, he wiped away the blood he spit out before, and then flicked the gourd plug with his fingers.

There was a sudden smell of alcohol in the air.

Very strong.

Very pungent.

Xu Xiaoshou was choked awake by the sudden smell.

"Young people are always easy to get into a dead end!"

The masked man pointed the wine gourd at his mouth, and was about to raise his head when he suddenly thought of something.

"I have said enough, but let me add one more thing."

He put down his hands and looked up at the sky.

"White Cave, what color is it?"

The two people on one side couldn't help but look up.

Xu Xiaoshou also regained his sanity slightly from the tingling of his soul, and raised his head.

"Crimson..."

The three murmured at the same time.

There is no sun or moon in the White Grotto World, but the sky is always crimson.

"Yes, Scarlet."

The masked man sighed: "So, this world is not black and white, so how can there be any absolutes?"

"Right and wrong, good and evil, light and darkness, earth and sky..."

"These are just words given to things by people, so what is the so-called absolute?"

"That being the case, then, are compromise and freedom really opposite?"

Xu Xiaoshou's mind slapped and felt a thunderous explosion, and his thoughts were split.

These words are very familiar.

It was what he had told the vigil earlier.

However, the content that was used to prevaricate the vigil at that time, when it was said from the mouth of the masked man, had another flavor?

"Ah!"

The masked man shook his head and chuckled.

"When the White Cave is broken, there is the Holy God Continent. If the Holy God Continent is broken, is it really the end of the world?"

"Not at all!"

He pondered for a while, as if talking to himself:

"You define the world subjectively, but use the subjectively defined world to confront yourself, is it ridiculous?"

"ridiculous!"

"Compromise and freedom are not a set of words that restrict each other."

"He is just a choice of your subjective consciousness."

"Just a 'choice'!"

"Be serious, it's just a 'choice'!"

"How do you look at it, it comes from yourself..."

"That's all."

Seeing Wen Ming with endless confusion in his eyes, the masked man fell silent.

He wiped his mouth again, rubbing off the dry dead skin on his lips, and raised his head while holding the wine gourd.

The space was shattered, and the sound of the wind was harsh, making his black robe rustle.

"Freedom, who doesn't yearn for it?"

Adam's apple rolled.

"Grumbling..."

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Chapter 581 The Handshake of Nine Fingers

"liquor?"

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

If he remembers correctly, the legendary Eighth Sword Immortal was the first person to put forward the concept of "drunken sword, sword chaos".

Before him, there was indeed a sword cultivator who drank alcohol but was also famous in the world for being able to hold a sword steadily.