Chapter 53 Only Heaven's Mandate is to be Feared

  Tears as big as beans, rolled down Song Hongpao's ugly face in a curved line, fell to the ground and shattered into powder. The dwarf was ugly, ruthless and cruel, but his tears were also transparent and beautiful...

  Xuan Paoxiao was arrogant all his life, but he treated Liang Yizhen as a close friend. Song Hongpao even regarded Liang Yizhen as a father or elder brother!

  His innate power needs to be cultivated to manifest, and as a child, he was just an ordinary doll. Everyone hated his ugliness, only his parents loved him dearly. However, the heavens are merciless, a great fire killed his parents, burning away the little dependence that Xiao Zhu had left.

  If it wasn't for Liang Yier happening to pass by, Song Hongpao wouldn't have made it.

  If it weren't for Liang Yier teaching him how to be a person, Song Hongpao would have been muddle-headed.

  If it weren't for Liang Yier sending him to learn his craft, Song Hongpao would never have had a chance to rise to prominence.

  Song Hongpao is ruthless and cunning, Song Hongpao kills decisively, Song Hongpao is sinister and poisonous, Song Hongpao fears neither heaven nor earth, but everything he does has only one prerequisite: obeying orders.

  Only Liang Yizhong's life was spared!

  But Liang Yili's final order to him was: assassinate himself.

  Respect him and love him, yet kill him and harm him. Song Hongpao couldn't understand it, couldn't ask about it, but couldn't help but listen.

  Because Liang Yier smiled and said: "This is something I would give up my life for, and I want you to do it." If Liang Yier was willing to give up his life for this task, he would even more so give up his life to complete it.

  Because Liang Yier smiled and said: "I know, I've wronged you, please, use all your strength." He used all his strength, this time there was no joy after making progress with his skills, every step closer to success would tear open a mouth on that ugly heart like his face.

  Liang Yier smiled and said: "You child, crying like that, what a sight."

  These three sentences were all said by Liang Yier to him during their last meeting, at that time Song Hongpao was nearly forty years old, his skills had reached the level of almost achieving the Five Steps Great Completion, having killed hundreds of people... yet he still shed tears just like now.

  These things all happened seven or eight years after Xuan Pu Ke infiltrated the Xiuzhen Dao case.

  After returning to Tian Ce Men, Song Hongpao continued to practice his skills, but in his heart, there were only two words: despair.

  The contradiction reached an unbearable point, so Song Hongpao finally chose a desperate method: to use the severe and ruthless "Li Gui Zhong Fa" to take away all of Liang Yier's true strength in one go! If successful, it would be enough to kill Liang Yier; if not, he would explode his body and die, screw him!

  Song Hongpao was born with a natural talent for Gu sorcery, and after entering the Tian Ce Gate to cultivate for a long time, he also had his own insights into Gu sorcery. 'Du Gu' could only slowly extract the true yuan of the foolish child. He forcibly used his own method to expand the power of 'Du Gu' countless times.

  The result of forcing the law, however, was far beyond Song Hongpao's own expectations. He did not succeed and did not die, but instead fainted heavily at the moment of casting, only to wake up more than 200 years later; Similarly, he also failed to take away all of Dahanzi's true yuan, getting only about 70% of his power.

  Even after waking up, I couldn't move slightly. The thick and heavy true yuan that had been absorbed into the body was still in disarray and needed to be slowly gathered back.

  Later, Xuan Pei Xiao found him, and the two of them made a plan. On the day Song Hongpao left the pass, Xuan Pei Xiao gave a lecture on "Xian Huo", and then the two of them joined forces to stir up the pot of True Cultivation once again, and this lifetime's score would be settled!

  It's worth mentioning that after losing most of his powers, although he still doesn't understand the ways of the world, he has become much more intelligent than before, can listen and understand conversations, walk, sit, and even smile foolishly.

  Perhaps because the two 'shared' true yuan, Song Hongpao had some affection for Dumb, couldn't bear to see him following himself like a walking corpse, so he let Xuan Baoyue take him out to play in the flower world.

  Just today, Song Hongpao's great achievement was completed, and he broke through the barrier, but no matter what, he never thought that his overbearing method had a major flaw. Although there was no backlash, it only burst out for a moment before suddenly dispersing his power. Not only did all plans go awry, but Xuan Baocang and Dianzi were also severely injured while trying to save him due to their weakened state...

  The story is over, although it spans more than 300 years, the process is not complicated. However, Liang Xin still listened with a surge of emotions. Xuan Baoqiang was a dark chess piece, Song Hongpao was a dark chess piece, Tianyuzheng Qingyi was a dark chess piece, and even Hulu and Houzigou were also dark chess pieces. How many dark chess pieces did the ancestors lay down?

  Some of these dark chess pieces have dissipated into thin air, while others are still affecting the present. All of this, stacked together, ultimately boils down to two words: Moving Mountains!

  The word "Xian" without the mountain radical is a person. Moving mountains, moving mountains, what needs to be moved isn't the mountain itself, but the Xian! The task of our ancestors was to drive the Xian out of the mortal world, returning to ordinary people a clear and peaceful, a carefree, and a Dao that belongs to themselves.

  Xuan Pei looked at Liang Xin with his head down and dazed, smiling to wake him up: "What are you thinking about?"

  Liang Xin's expression was somewhat strange, seemingly generous, yet mixed with some helplessness and more hesitation. Song Hongpao couldn't bear it and angrily said: "Speak quickly! Don't be like a woman!" Qingmo rolled her big white eyeballs and stared at him...

  "I just feel..." Liang Xin finally gritted his teeth and spoke up: "Moving the mountain shouldn't be wrong, but...but..."

  Liang Xin's voice suddenly became much lower: "But why move mountains just to make things clear."

  Song Hongpao sneered: "What exactly do you want to say? You've been mumbling for half a day and I still don't understand."

  Xuan Paoxiao suddenly burst out laughing, slapping Song Hongpao on the back: "Shorty, I understand what this kid means! We're showing loyalty to Old Master Liang by treating his affairs as our own, but neither of us has the same kind of benevolent and compassionate heart as Liang Yier or Hong Tai Zu."

  Song Hongpao glared at the old man with a triangular gaze: "It's all about moving mountains, what's the difference?"

  Xuan Bao Xiao nodded: "There's a difference! And the difference is huge! You and I moved mountains for Old Liang, but he's been dead for hundreds of years. We don't plan to live much longer either, so we act without any scruples. If there's even a 60-70% chance of success, we'll do it!"

  As he spoke, the old man paused and his voice grew louder: "But Old Liang went to move the mountain for those ordinary people. If he were to do this, without being 100% sure, he wouldn't have started lecturing in Tongchuan... and Tongchuan Prefecture wouldn't have been destroyed overnight. The difference lies in this: when you and I are calculating, we stake our own lives, and won't consider others' lives; whereas Old Liang puts the people's lives first!"

  Liāng Yī èr's original plan was to single-handedly withstand the four killing arrays, and since he dared to design it that way, he must have had complete confidence. In contrast, Dōng Lí Mr.'s plan in Tóng Chuān, aside from his own array which gave him some confidence, the chances of victory for Dānzǐ and Tiān Cè Mén disciples against the killing arrays were only around 70%... If it were Liāng Yī èr, he might have even cancelled the plan.

  That's the difference.

  Xuan Pao's expression was not too disappointed, he just nodded and smiled at Liang Xin: "This layer, I didn't think of it, you thought of it, very good."

  Liāng Xīn's forehead was covered in sweat. If it weren't for the tragic events of Tóng Chuān, he wouldn't have revealed this much... He was born into a family of convicts and from the day he understood things, he knew that his life had almost no hope. But even so, the convicts still lived on, still dreamed, and adults still loved their children with all their might...

  It is precisely because of this that Liang Xin, who has regained his freedom and hope, will cherish his life and the lives of others more than anyone else.

  "It's just the way things are. The people you respect and love may still do things that hurt you. I'm not going to hold it against you, nor do I feel like arguing with you about the reasoning behind it. Having one's own thoughts is not a bad thing, regardless of whether they're right or wrong."

  After finishing, he paused and changed the subject: "My yuanji is scattered, the power of the dwarf is lost, I need to find a place to heal my wounds, so I'll leave now. In the future, there will be another day for us to meet again. The true yuan of eleven is probably only half left, you take care of him for me."

  Even if this half-success was only enough to make an ordinary cultivator retreat in disarray, Xuan Bu's intentions were clear. Liang Xin opened his mouth to speak, but the other party shook his head decisively, not allowing him to say anything more.

  Xuan Pei Xiao walked up to the eleventh, whispering something in a low voice, and then pointed towards Liang Xin. The foolish child stared blankly at Liang Xin for a long time before grinning stupidly and nodding his head.

  Song Hongpao also said to Liang Xin: "Zheng Xiaodao, considered my half-disciple, originally had an injury on his arm, this time again lost strength, need to recuperate for a while to recover, I don't have time to take care of him now, so I entrust him to you." Then he stretched out his hand with difficulty and pointed at the nameplate in Liang Xin's hand: "You are walking among humans, having this plaque is convenient, just borrow it for now."

  The two monsters entrusted each other for a while, then supported each other and walked towards the depths of the grassland, until they disappeared from view, never looking back again.

  Qingmo let out a soft sigh, tugged at Liang Xin's sleeve: "What do we do now? Shouldn't...we first go to Ku Yan Pass and let Liu Yi know we're safe?" As soon as Liu Yi was mentioned, Qingmo's small face showed that sulky expression again: "Tongchuan Prefecture is gone, I'm afraid brother will worry, but the prefecture where he is is too far away."

  Liang Xin didn't pay much attention to Qing Mo's expression, smiling as he replied: "I'll definitely go to report our safety, but things aren't settled yet." As he spoke, he looked up towards the distant Langya.

  Langya stood beside the bonfire, her bright eyes gazing at Liang Xin as she smiled faintly and said: "The rabbit is done roasting, come over quickly..."

  Liáng Xīn took down the freshly baked goat horn pastry from his neck, stuffed it into Qīng Mò's arms and said: "Wait for me here." Then he strode towards Lángyá.

  Benzi followed closely behind Liang Xin, jumping up at eleven o'clock.