I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 572

“Immortal…” Wang GUI struggled for a long time, finally bit his teeth, kowtowed and asked: “I don’t know why the immortal said that…”

The immortal who comes down to the world is really unique.

But… What he said is hard to believe!

The world he lives in is false.

Is he just a floating soul in such a nightmare like dreamland?

And

Is it the poor ghost who repeats this samsara again and again?

And the real world has already turned upside down!

Taizu’s expedition to Yinzhou is true!

But that was more than 300 years ago!

The great Xia Taizu has long gone, and the great Xia Empire has become a federal Empire similar to the Zongzhou empire.

The son of heaven ruled from the arch, the four wise and able, and the herdsmen kept the land.

The country is prosperous, the science and technology is developed, and the people are rich and strong!

And he and his companions are forgotten in this false illusion.

It can be said that we don’t know the Han Dynasty, no matter the Wei and Jin Dynasties!

This

It is obviously beyond Wang GUI’s cognition.

Because the script limited him to be a descendant of Xia and Shang Dynasty in Luzon.

Ling Ping’an looked at the strong man and said with a smile, “I won’t cheat you!”

He looked at the others.

That one by one skin by brave sea’s scorching sun, has become the wheat color people.

There were slaves from Kunlun, and there were descendants of Xia people who were transported from Luzon and Johor by colonists.

“I won’t cheat you, either!”

He said with a flick of his finger.

In the nightmare space, he has a certain degree of freedom.

Space seems to be able to bear a part of his madness.

So, his power was liberated.

Even less than one percent.

But the means he can use is not human, or even biological.

Just like now, his fingertips move.

One by one, the light spots bounce in all directions.

These light spots are the bottom memory of this nightmare world.

It records these people’s countless experiences of reincarnation and return to zero in this world.

Light spot into the body, all the people lie down, retch up.

All kinds of memories ran rampant in their minds.

One after another reincarnation, washed memory, re release.

They are shaped and they die.

They resisted and failed.

They won and soon fell into the abyss.

Some of them, in a samsara, follow Wang GUI wholeheartedly, live and die together, never leave.

But in the next reincarnation, he became a traitor for various reasons.

He turned around and picked up the sword, aimed at his comrades in arms in the past, the companions of the last reincarnation, and waved the sword without hesitation.

To the next reincarnation, but again become that loyal follower.

Their struggles are like jokes.

Their blood, their impassioned actions, their fighting, their resistance, their blood, their sacrifice.

It’s just the route that the script has already determined.

“Ah…” one after another squatted on the ground, crying and laughing.

Fake

I’m fake

The world is also false!

There is collapse, there is despair!

There are even suicides.

Ling Ping’an just watched quietly without intervention.

To his surprise, Wang GUI, as the protagonist, did not collapse, did not despair, and did not seek life or death.

He just lay on the ground, struggling and hesitating.

Finally

He stood up and grabbed a Kunlun man who was about to commit suicide with a sword.

“Abu!” He grabbed each other’s knife: “you can’t die!”

“Death can’t solve the problem!”

He kicked another person who intended to commit suicide: “Lin Dalang, you have been by my side in dozens of reincarnations. I remember that we have been forced to have no way to heaven and no way to earth for more than a dozen times, but we have not given up hope!”

Then he yelled, “everyone be quiet!”

“What does a man look like crying?”

I have to say that the charm and personality of the protagonist is really invincible!

Wang GUI roared like this, and immediately calmed down the scene.

Everyone, including the slaves from Kunlun, was quiet.

It is worthy of being the protagonist with the shadow of Song Jiang / Liu Bei / Cao Cao and other heroes!

Ling Ping’an looked at it, but was curious and asked, “Wang GUI, don’t you believe what I showed you?”

Wang GUI looked back at Ling Ping’an and said: “the immortal shows that nature is true! Even if you don’t believe it, you have to believe it! “

“Not to mention!” After taking a deep breath, he said, “Mengxian enlightens me. I have realized the common wisdom and the true origin.”

“I’m not Wang GUI!” He struggled on his face and immediately looked solemn: “but it’s also Wang GUI!”

He raised his head and looked up into the sky.

“To be exact… I’m a lot of souls, stitched together!” There was a strange look on his face.

“Most of those souls are the naval officers who fought bloody battles with the bandits of the Qin Dynasty in this sea area…”

yes!

He recalled some of the remaining memories.

In this sea area, during the hundred year war, countless fierce sea battles took place.

Breaking traffic, intercepting, battleship bombarding

In the hundred years’ War, at least in the brave sea, the Daxia navy was sunk by thousands of large and small ships by the Qin land colonists.

There are tens of thousands of army officers and soldiers, blood spilled on the sea of brave islands.

To liberate the enslaved people.

For the well-being of our descendants, countless people are buried in the sea.

This is why the brave sea is also known as the “righteous sea”.

And Wang GUI is the nightmare space, cultivated from the countless souls buried here, as the “protagonist”.

Of course, he has heroism.

But he’s also a stitched up stitcher.

“Wang GUI” is just an illusion.

An image stitched together by countless broken consciousness.

It’s like a clay figurine made by a child.

Ling Ping’an listens quietly. He knows that Wang GUI is telling the truth.

Because his eyes can see each other’s body, which is the soul of countless different pieces.

A seemingly precarious, but in fact indestructible will!

Ling Ping’an then understood why he came to this nightmare world.

This is the guide of his heart.

As a gentleman, he subconsciously sensed that there was an object to learn and communicate.

“Confucius said: three people must have my teacher!” He sighed: “it’s really good advice!”

This person, after understanding his own existence.

Far from collapsing!

On the contrary, it is more powerful!

Ling Ping’an can see that the cracks of the soul in his body are gradually melting and merging with each other.

It means

He may become a real individual with his own consciousness and concept.

He may no longer be a stitcher.

It’s a real person.

It’s amazing!

What a surprise!

Also let the spirit peace admire!

So he asked, “Wang gui… Why don’t you be like others? Shouldn’t you be more afraid and afraid of this fact than these people? “

Yes

Other people just know the first level of truth, that is, if they are fake, they have already collapsed, and even have to look for life and death.

But Wang GUI knew the crueler truth.

Not even fake.

Everything about him is pieced together.

He’s not even himself!

Those false memories made up by nightmare space don’t belong to him.

Ling Ping’an asked himself if he met such a thing.

I’m afraid I can only give full play to my fine tradition – shrink my head and pretend that there is no such thing. As long as I don’t admit it, no one can hurt me!

It’s like something he used to notice.

He can always find a way to deny it.

There’s always something different in the brain.

Until the truth is completely revealed, it can no longer be denied.

However

Even so, in fact, he has been in retreat, in retreat, in denial.

Wang guishai said with a smile, “why should I be afraid? Why fear? “

“There is no such thing in my memory!”

“Those people… Those heroes, there is no fear in what they left me…”

“What’s more…” he looked at Ling Ping’an, arched his hands and clasped his fist: “immortal told me… We won in the end!”

“We didn’t sacrifice in vain!”

“Emperor Taizu, Emperor Taizong and Emperor Gaozong have not broken their promise to the world and to us.”

“Because of us, our hometown, our Sangzi, and our future generations have enjoyed peace, prosperity, and stability…”

“In that case… What else do we regret? What else can we fear? “

“Confucius said benevolence, Meng said righteousness!”

“We will die for the world, for the people, for the sake of benevolence and righteousness. It’s really a proper death, enough to die in peace!”

Ling Ping’an, listen, I don’t quite understand.

Because he is just a rice bug who wants to eat and die and win equally.

Even now, this rice bug finds himself a monster and may destroy the world at any time.

He didn’t really worry.

It’s just going with the flow.

Therefore, although he was deeply moved by Wang GUI’s generous words.

But it’s just a feeling.

After all, it’s hard to feel and understand.

He didn’t understand what made Wang GUI change.

A freak stitched together, actually began to merge!

Especially when Wang GUI said these words.

Ling Ping’an found the crack in his body, almost disappeared.

This means that through these words, he further consolidated his own existence.

He is him.

It’s no longer weird.

“Is he really a hero with his own spirit?” Ling Ping thought.

The books he had read told him that there was nothing impossible for a hero.

The so-called time, heaven and earth are the same force.

They can do any miracle!

It’s just

This miracle does not help spiritual peace.

After all, he can’t be a hero.

If the monster of him, a little bit of means, Ling Ping’an feel I’m afraid not to say resistance.

I’m afraid I’ll surrender faster than Fran!

Fortunately, as a monster, his part is very gentle to his human nature.

Or, it can be said, full of malice!

Just like a child caught a tadpole, then put it in a bottle, very curious to see the tadpole grow four legs.

Subjectively, children have no malice to tadpoles in the bottle.

In fact, it is full of malice!

“Brother Wang…” Ling Ping’an uses honorifics, which means that he recognizes Wang GUI, that the other party can communicate with him in personality, and even the identity of the object of his study.

After thinking about it, he asked, “brother Wang, do you think you are” Wang GUI “or those who are buried in this sea area?”

That’s the key!

Who am I?

It’s also a problem for spiritual peace.

After all, he can not guarantee that, as a monster, he will have enough patience.

Monsters are not something that human beings can understand.

Even he can’t understand!

Spiritual peace is very clear, if his humanity is destroyed.

Then he would be a complete monster.

Regard the common people as grass and mustard, and regard the world as the cud dog.

Happy, kill a world for fun.

Not happy, break a world to eliminate trouble.

Even like those bear children in the park, they may smash a star just to pour the flame of the star into a fragile world and pour it into a toy, a toy that is made and discarded just for fun.

This is what he, as a monster, is likely to do!

Moreover, when doing these things, he may not even have any malice.

Just simply feel fun or simply want to have fun.

What do you have to do with destroying you?

What is my sin in destroying you?

This is his monster face.

A cold-blooded, chaotic, aimless monster.

That’s what he used to do.

In the sleep unconscious a turn over, or wake up, in the band’s drumbeat, excited to beat the eternal drum.

Will cause terrible disaster!

Wang GUI blinked and said, “of course I am Wang GUI!”

“Why?” Ling Ping An doesn’t quite understand.

“Because I think I’m wang GUI!” Wang GUI laughed.

“I agree with everything I’ve done in the past countless reincarnations!”

“I don’t regret all the choices I’ve made!”

“Even if, in my samsara, my comrades in arms died because of my mistakes in decision-making!”

“Even if I have been caught by the enemy, I will be cut to pieces!”

“Even if, because of my wrong choice, countless innocent people were implicated, and the corpses of the dead were floating all over the sea!”

“But I don’t regret it!”

“Even if I do it again, I will do it as well!”

“So I agree with my choice!”

“Even if it’s broken… Even if it’s gone…”

“Of course!” Wang GUI to Ling Ping’an, the immortal in his eyes, long body and worship: “this also thanks to the immortal’s enlightenment and inform!”

“Because the fairy let me know… I did the right thing!”

“Also because the immortal told me that the sacrifice of me and my comrades in arms is not worthless!”

“We are dead!”

“But our descendants are still here!”

“We are dead, our descendants are us!”

“Now, although I know that I was put together by many people…”

“But what does it matter?”

“We all agree with each other’s choices!”

“We all know what we’re doing!”

“In that case…”

“Does it matter whether I am Wang GUI now?”

Ling Ping’an listened, his eyes were burning, and he seemed to have realized something.

He seems to have got the point!

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