"I've been wondering, what exactly is Haotian?"

Qing Huan looked at the drunkard and said seriously, "I'm not talking about a bunch of rules that inexplicably generated self-will. I'm thinking, when Hao Tian started to calculate, started to have thoughts, started to want to eat people, and wanted to come down to earth...

Who exactly is Haotian, who has these ideas?
Now, I finally figured it out. The moment Haotian developed self-awareness and began to have "thoughts", He was no longer "Heaven's Heart" but "Human Heart"!
Haotian is a person!"

The drunkard's entire body was shaking, not just his cheeks. He was muttering, "Great treason... Great treason..."

Qing Huan smiled and said, "It's the same old saying. Haotian can control the heavens and the earth, and can control my shit and farts, but she can't control what I think!
Since Haotian is a person, his first instinct is to survive! So from the moment he was born, he has been instinctively craving for his existence to continue... In other words, Haotian is afraid of death!

So when someone breaks Haotian's rules, Haotian starts to eat people!
Besides eating, people will think about other things, and so will Haotian. For example, after guarding this world for so long, will he feel bored? After watching the world from above for so long, will he feel curious about the world?
Would you ever think of coming down to earth to have some fun? Or just become a real human being?"

The alcoholic's mind is in a mess, like a tangled mess. He wants to deny it, but he doesn't know how to deny it.

Because from Qinghuan's perspective, it is possible that Haotian could really have such thoughts... Is this the so-called "God's will"?

"look!"

Qing Huan pointed in the direction of Chang'an and said, "The heart of heaven is covered by dust, which is the human heart. The human heart is the heart of heaven! The heart of heaven and the human heart are both my heart... Therefore, I am the only one who reigns supreme in heaven and on earth!"

……

At the same time Qing Huan said that, countless people in Chang'an City worked together as one, turning human hearts into heaven's heart. Ning Que grasped this heaven's heart and wrote that word.

He held up the knife with fire burning on it and dragged it from northeast to southwest across the porcelain blue sky.

As the flames dragged, a mark was burned on the blue sky, as if someone had taken a giant pen as big as a mountain and written a heavy stroke on the sky.

This stroke spanned half of the sky, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles.

Then he turned the blade and wrote the second stroke...

The master of the temple was defeated!
……

Looking at the huge "人" character that spread across the sky, Qing Huan laughed and said, "See, I was right, wasn't I? The human heart, sweep away the dust, is the heart of heaven!"

When the master of the temple entered Chang'an and no one could stop him, the hearts of countless Chang'an citizens were cleared of all dust and all kinds of distracting thoughts. Everyone had only one thought in their hearts, which was:
"Beat this bastard to death!"
As a result, countless people worked together, swept away all distracting thoughts, and had only one heart, and that was "Heaven's Heart"!
Under the will of heaven, how can the master of the temple not be defeated?
The drunkard looked at the scene in the sky in horror, trembling all over.

Qing Huan smiled and said, "Since the human heart is the heart of heaven, then my heart is also the heart of heaven, and my will is the will of heaven... I want you to die, and I will send down a bolt of lightning to kill you. This is the will of heaven at this moment!"

As Qinghuan finished speaking, the drunkard let out a strange cry. Before the fear appeared on his face, he had already appeared on the sea thousands of miles away.

"Click——"

A loud thunderclap in the clear sky!
In the distant sky, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared. From the moment it appeared, this bolt of lightning had connected heaven and earth.

The chopping process in the middle was directly omitted.

At the same time, a dying scream passed through the cracks in the vital energy of heaven and earth, through "Wu Ji", and spread throughout the world in an instant!

The drunkard, who had lived for who knows how long, died just like that!

Died under a bolt of lightning!
Die at the will of God!

……

In a remote town in the State of Song, there was a butcher shop.

A butcher, who was covered in grease but not sweat, was cutting pork with a knife. When screams were heard, the butcher's hand holding the knife suddenly froze.

He held the pork in one hand and held the butcher knife high in the other, and remained silent for a long time.

The last chop.

A bottomless ravine divides the entire town, the ground beneath its feet, and a mountain outside the town into two!
The butcher turned a deaf ear to the terrified cries of countless people and turned a blind eye. He simply grabbed the rag on the table, wiped his knife, and put the knife on his waist.

Leaving the butcher shop behind, he went straight out of the town and headed straight for the Moon Country. Even if a person is afraid of death, there are always things in his heart that are more important than death!

For example, a companion who has been with you through countless years of loneliness...

……

Chang'an, like Yu Lian, a little girl, hugged Li Manman, who had no idea how many bones were broken and whose mental power was exhausted, and moved with difficulty to sit down next to the ruins.

Listening to the screams sent by the vitality of heaven and earth, Li Manman smiled and said, "It seems that Junior Brother has realized some extraordinary truth again."

Yu Lian sat down next to him and said casually, "Teacher has already said that little monks always have a lot of reasons."

Mo Shanshan helped Ning Que to sit down together and asked, "What was that scream?"

Ning Que said in a hoarse voice, "That damn monk didn't take action earlier or later, but chose to do it after we dealt with the temple master. Did he really want to make the fight so difficult for us?"

Li slowly smiled and explained: "He didn't do it on purpose. It was our battle that made him realize something..."

Ning Que rolled his eyes and said, "Big Brother, we are all in such a pity. Why do you take my casual complaints so seriously?"

Mo Shanshan said: "Brother has always been a serious person, unlike you who is so unfocused..."

Ning Que: “…”

……

On the lakeside outside Chang'an City, the deposed temple master Chen heard the screams, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but no words came out.

Footsteps were heard by the lake, and Chen Pipi came over and knelt down on his knees in front of him.

After a moment, Chen's weak voice sounded: "Send me back to the temple."

……

Qingxia, the fourth senior brother suddenly felt that the river and mountain plate in his hand had become much lighter. He sensed it for a moment and was shocked to find that he could no longer find any trace of the virtual sword in the sand plate and mountains!
He said in a hoarse voice: "The master has lost."

It was quiet.

Suddenly, Jun Mo raised the iron sword and pointed it at Yuanye, laughing out loud, and the others followed suit.

Then, the vitality of heaven and earth sent screams. Wang Chi, who was holding up the cassock with his arms, had already fallen to the ground. He opened his eyes with difficulty and said, "Who still has the strength to go and remind that monk? I am still holding up hundreds of thousands of people in my hands!"

Ye Hongyu and the others who were confronting them also heard the laughter from the other side, as well as the screams accompanied by the vitality of heaven and earth, and they couldn't help but relax.

There is no need to fight anymore.

Next, we have to think about how much it would cost Xiling to get back the army of hundreds of thousands of people from the academy!
……

In Qingjing Mosque, Lu Chenjia looked at Qinghuan in disbelief.

The drunkard who had been blocking Qinghuan's way for so long was dealt with just like that?

Qing Huan saw her confusion and said with a smile: "This is how Buddhism works. Once you get the inspiration, you will be enlightened!"

After saying that, Qinghuan raised his head and looked towards the direction of Xiling.

His sight crossed countless mountains and rivers, spanning thousands of miles, and met a sight at the highest point of Xiling Temple.

Feeling the indifference in the other person's gaze, Qing Huan smiled, because the indifference also contained anger and something else.

He smiled very proudly and said to himself: "It seems that the dust in your heart is not thick enough, you need to add more!" (End of this chapter)