Heart Survey

Chapter 2724 Right and Wrong on the Mountain (6K)

No one would care about the pigs and dogs that were kept in captivity within the 27 miles of the lower city, and no one would ignore the hatred of the first ancestor of the curse today!
The hero lying on the ground did not respond to Jiang Wang's question, but was just thinking about what else he could exchange.

"Do you want to get information about King Zhao from me?" he asked.

"Since King Zhao left directly without staying to fight me, and without wiping out your last breath, it means that he still has the confidence to continue hiding. Either you don't know his true identity at all, or he believes that you will never tell it - no matter which reason it is, I don't want to waste time."

Although it is called "the calmness of the winner", Jiang Wang did not feel much joy of victory.

The blood rain has stopped, the sun and moon have been taken away, the world has returned to night, and the stars hang over the distant mountains.

The green needle has already traveled across the sea of ​​​​sky. The moment the [hiding time] ends, Yin Guan will arrive.

Yin Guan will take the initiative to extend the life of the hero, and then throw him to Wei County. This leader of the Equality Country, who always talks about ideals and is conceited about life, can be fearless, but he will eventually see what the power of hatred is.

"Haven't you ever doubted Mr. Zi?" the hero suddenly asked.

Jiang Wang was very calm: "When I first found myself ambushed, he was one of my imaginary enemies. But there is one thing I cannot explain - if he wanted to kill me, why did he help me climb the stairs and give me fame?"

He defeated Yan Chunhui and Mr. Zi in two arguments. He had reached this point in his life, and his fame and power had reached the pinnacle of his life, and only then did he start this life-and-death battle.

The help that Mr. Zi gave me when we were discussing philosophy on the mountain can never be erased.

"You can give the world an explanation." The hero's voice was weak but clear: "Since he has helped you. If you die here, it has nothing to do with him. The Confucian saint sitting there only needs a reasonable reason to the world."

"You don't understand what I mean." Jiang Wang shook his head: "I will prepare for the worst in the fight, and I expect the best of people after the victory. I no longer doubt Mr. Zi."

"However... people's hearts are hidden in their stomachs." The hero said with a hint of meaning: "How could it not be the result of credulity that you stepped into this historical trap?"

He said slowly: "I gave you fame to make you proud; I gave you a platform so you can avoid responsibility; I hid the history, and that's why you are in this situation... You have no reason to continue to believe."

"Everyone knows why I came to Shushan, and you know it especially well. Shushan records the history of the past, and Mr. Zi can confirm your identity. I will definitely see this with my own eyes to verify the truth - King Zhao has the power to control the way of heaven, and you are the party involved in this historical fragment. You have the wisdom to calculate this step, and you also have the strength and courage to set an ambush in this historical fragment."

"I couldn't have predicted it beforehand, but it all made sense afterwards."

Jiang Wang stared at the person on the ground: "You don't actually want me to doubt Mr. Zi - why?"

If these words are meant to sow discord and divert trouble, the hero's methods are too crude.

He did notice that this person was guiding him intentionally or unintentionally, but it was in another direction.

Pointing out the doubts intentionally is actually helping Mr. Zi to remove the suspicion!
This is actually contradictory -

Because all the suspicions about Mr. Zi were brought by the hero.

If the hero and King Zhao succeeded in their ambush today, no matter what kind of person Mr. Zi was, he would not be able to escape suspicion. They chose to act in this historical fragment in order to use Mr. Zi as a cover for suspicion and as a shield for their identity!
The hero's translucent eyes showed a hint of bewilderment: "Because he did the same thing as you - erecting the White Sun Monument outside the Guanhe Terrace. He did that, and the price he paid was his leg."

"I actually looked up to him. I wanted to be like him before I joined the Equal Nation."

"Ah!"

He laughed at himself: "I am also a vulgar person. When I was fighting for the truth, I didn't care about anyone. Now that I am about to die, I start to think about the important things in my life..."

"Do you know Xue Gui?" he asked.

Jiang Wang was not concerned about the hero's self-evaluation, but was interested in Xue Gui, because Xue Gui's "The Law of All Ages" was the Legalist classic that he had read the most times.

"I know that he was the master of legalism in the Middle Ages, a transcendent and supreme being." Jiang Wang considered, "I heard that he died... for breaking the law."

"Death by breaking the law... The epitome of the Legalists, death by breaking the law, don't you think it's absurd? Some things are not against the law here, but they are against the law there, they were not against the law in the past, but they are against the law today. Even if the Legalists are detached, they can't escape the charges!"

The hero's voice calmed down and he continued, "Back then, Grandmaster Xue Gui and Mr. Zi jointly erected a monument of etiquette and law to set order for the world... You also know what happened afterwards."

"Xue Gui died, Zi Huai was disabled. They were famous, powerful, and had great ambitions. But they failed meaninglessly. I admire the courage to fail."

“We are all people who are determined to change the world.”

"But do you understand why I chose to take another path? The bloodstains on the road ahead are to prevent us from making the same mistake."

Jiang Wang had never heard of this story.

But only then did he understand a little bit, the complexity of Mr. Zi's look at him at that time. He vaguely understood why this Confucian saint sitting in the tree field asked him to "climb the ladder to heaven".

Isn't it true that "the mountains and rivers have their successors, and there will always be a successor."

How dangerous is this thing?
A transcendent being, whose corpses are torn apart. A saint on earth, whose hope of transcendence is gone forever!

Finally, he said: "It is not that failure is meaningless. These things happened in the past, so that the White Day Monument can be erected today."

Although the Monument of Etiquette and Law has fallen down, it has touched some people!

Just as Xu Yuanzhi became the Taoist master of Taixu, the stone steps of "willing to be humble" have forever influenced Taixu Pavilion.

A ray of hope suddenly flashed in the eyes of the hero: "Even though I die today... maybe I can let more people know that 'all beings are equal', right?"

"Don't fantasize about it." Jiang Wang said coldly: "The existence of the Equality Country will only make people turn pale at the mention of 'equality'. What's the meaning of your life and death? You make people prejudiced against fairness from now on."

The hero opened his translucent mouth, as if he was about to laugh, but also as if he was about to cry. Finally, he said, "If you want to change the world, you can't care about what others think."

He didn't believe it.

Since ancient times, the victors have been kings and the losers have been bandits. The winners can stand there and reason, while the losers can only lie on the ground and beg for mercy.

If he could successfully ambush and kill Jiang Wang today, when everyone in the world was attracted by the battle for transcendence at Guanhetai, swallowing the elixir to enter the Tao, taking risks to strive for transcendence, would definitely be a good move to survive.

But never having fought... is the most realistic problem.

All strategic excellence cannot be achieved when a sword is at your neck!
But then he thought, can "winning the battle" solve all problems?

He understood that even if Jiang Wang was the one lying in wait today, he would definitely not agree with what he did.

But he really hopes that a strong man like Jiang Wang can take the right path!
"I believe in the Buddha's ideal of 'equality of all beings' and regard the great Buddha as my lifelong belief... I think that if I can save the Buddha, I can change the world and save all beings from danger." The hero sighed.

After years of painstaking planning and countless life-and-death experiences, he was just trying to escape to the center. But everything he longed for was ultimately shattered in the sea of ​​​​sky.

He was in pain and angry, but also more determined: "The Buddha was so powerful, but he died because of sentient beings who were unwilling to be equal."

"How foolish all living beings are!"

"The ignorant beings forced the Buddha to death, and the powerful forces of the world also murdered Ksitigarbha, who represented the Buddha's ideals. What remains in the netherworld is just a collection of rules that exist in name only, and cannot be considered a great existence."

"So I no longer ask whether sentient beings are willing or not. I also want to truly hurt the powerful in this world!"

After the defeat of Ksitigarbha, his style of doing things changed drastically.

No longer obsessed with punishing evil and promoting good, because sometimes the so-called "good" is an obstacle to equality!

He has seen the reality clearly - the equality of all beings that he expects can only be rebuilt after everything is broken.

Of course none of this means anything now.

Dead people can't save the world.

Jiang Wang just looked at him calmly: "The World Honored One is the World Honored One, and He also respects all living beings! But you regard all living beings as weeds and fruit seedlings, trimming them at will and thinking that they are beautiful."

"As noble as the Buddha, he also asks sentient beings what they wish for. As humble as you are, you want to bully sentient beings. This is the difference between you and the Buddha. You seem to be following His ideals, but you are actually going in the opposite direction!"

The hero knew that he could never convince this person, no matter if he was sincere or not. He wanted to give his all to this person at the end of his life as a successor to his ideal, but he knew that this person had already embarked on a completely different path.

He seemed to hear the sound of life fading away, so he opened his eyes wide to see how he was saying goodbye to this world.

He had met Jiang Wang a long time ago——

At that time, he was still a handsome and calm young man. He kept his promise to Guan Yan and came to the Hanging Temple to return the monk's robe.

Ku Jue persisted and insisted on taking him as his disciple.

Guanyan was a disciple of Zhixiang, with a high level of understanding, and was looked after by Zhixiu and Zhinian. In fact, he had also taken care of him. When he disappeared from the outer world, he thought it was the work of Zong Dezhen, and he put the blood debt on Yujing Mountain, and secretly killed several Taoists in Yujing Mountain to avenge himself.

It's funny to say that when he wanted to take revenge on Yujing Mountain, he had to pick on the Taoists who had really done evil, and he imprisoned himself in the rules. But how can he win with shackles on his body?

And Ku Jue…he was very sorry.

Finally, he said, "You don't really want to doubt Mr. Zi. Whether I say this or not, it won't change you."

"I cherish all the kindness and thank everyone who has shown me kindness." Jiang Wang did not deny: "Just like I don't want to see the evil Bodhisattva as a hero."

The God Hero was silent for a moment: "I am not ashamed of my identity as a God Hero. It should be my honor. It is the only meaning of my life."

"Then why haven't you dared to show up yet?" Jiang Wang asked.

"That's because the world doesn't understand. Everyone is wrong!" The hero suddenly became furious!
"Everyone is wrong..."

But he had no strength left, so he could only lie there, repeating in vain: "I will correct this mistake!"

"Yeah, how can someone like you wake up?"

Jiang Wang shook his head and reached out to grab him: "Let me correct your mistake first."

Before the hand arrived, wrinkles appeared on his body.

The hero's translucent state was like a piece of fake skin. At this moment, he was unable to resist Jiang Wang's peeling off.

He thought he was not afraid of death.

But the moment the hand reached out, he suddenly realized that he would soon become a monk named Zhie... lying here naked.

The leader of the Pingdeng State lying here, who slaughtered several extraordinary heroes in Wei County, was the Zen Master Zhie of the Hanging Temple, and he was also carrying the [Miaogao Chuang] of the Nianhuayuan!
This is almost equivalent to a declaration of the demise of the Hanging Temple.

His translucent eyes opened wide, and he, who was dying, suddenly raised his voice: "No!"

"Don't--"

"Just kill me like this..."

Shock, anger, fear, and then begging.

His body was shaking, and he tried hard to turn over, get up, and bow or kowtow to Jiang Wang, but he could do nothing.

Jiang Wang destroyed his golden body and also destroyed all his power.

He struggled and struggled, and finally could only cry out: "Please!"

"I... please—"

He could only grit his teeth and cry bloody tears on his translucent face: "It must not be a hero to stop evil!"

Jiang Wang didn't say anything.

When he was in trouble and weak, he had received support from Xiong Bodhisattva several times, and he believed that it came from this person's sincerity.

When Senior Guanyan returned to secular life, the head monk of Guanshi Temple, Kudi, wanted to recover his cultivation, but Zhie stepped in to stop him. He had heard about this from Jingli. Jingli said at that time, "Xiong Bodhisattva is not evil at all. He is very good."

The monk did not give himself the title of "Evil Bodhisattva". He truly did many things that benefited the world and once risked his life for the people.

Everyone admits that although this Zen master has an ugly appearance, a bad temper, and cruel methods, he truly has a heart of a bodhisattva!

Such a person has committed more evil than all the evil people he has killed. How can we not hate him?

However, his fragility, grief and fear at this moment, and the storms and sea of ​​blood he stirred up as a hero, are so heartbreaking.

The hero cried out in grief and sobbed, this was the reason why he was holding his breath and refused to die immediately!

He could not die here as a Zen master who stopped evil, for the whole world to see.

"I was blinded by greed and made a mistake. I am worse than pigs and dogs. I deserve to die and be fryed in oil! I should be cut into pieces - I'm sorry I hurt you!"

He cried and apologized: "Please just kill me like this, don't expose my face."

"I shall fall into the boundless hell, without the face to see the world."

His voice was already hoarse, and he screamed: "For Guan Yan's sake... For Ku Jue's sake!!"

Jiang Wang's hand stopped in the air.

The hand holding the sword was still as steady as a rock, without any trembling, and still had the power to split the sea and cut the mountains, but it could no longer be put down.

"Since we are talking about my master..."

After a long while, Jiang Wang finally spoke: "Should you tell me something?"

"I have always felt that Kujue is the most talented among his fellow disciples. Although he is playful, stubborn, and unmotivated, he is extremely intelligent and has the most Buddha nature. The nature of Kujue is as fierce as fire, the nature of Kujue is serious, the nature of Kujue is bright and upright, and Kujue has a miserable life... He is a miserable person."

The hero trembled on the ground in pain: "Back then..."

"Due to an accident, Ku Xing discovered my identity as a divine hero and wanted to expose it to the world. No matter how much he tried to persuade me, it was useless. The abbot at the time was heartbroken and chose to kill him on Jiaowu Mountain in order to protect the heritage of the Hanging Temple..."

"In order to cover up the truth, I uncovered the arrangements made by the Equal State in the State of Chu, which led to the Battle of Jiaowu Mountain and affected many other countries."

Time was running out, so he simply mentioned the thrilling past events: "Ku Jue and Ku Xing had the best relationship. Through the secret traces left by Ku Xing, I was able to find out the truth... I wanted to kill him to silence him, but stopped because of Bei Huai's request."

"Before he died, Bei Huai threatened Ku Jue with his soul falling into the eternal hell, and asked Ku Jue to keep the secret forever... Ku Jue agreed."

Jiang Wang still had no expression on his face, but he felt his heart... aching slightly!
He felt sorry for the lazy old monk.

Ku Jue was such a stubborn person, but he “had to” and “agreed” in that situation... What a painful decision!
I'm afraid he would have to bite all his yellow teeth into pieces and swallow them with blood before he could say that he wanted to keep this ugly secret!
"Since then..." the hero continued, "Ku Jue has been unruly and erratic. He has no respect for Buddha and no longer feels a sense of belonging to the Hanging Temple."

Jiang Wang grinned, and his voice came out from between his teeth, like the sharpening of a sword: "Such a Buddha, such a Hanging Temple. How can he respect it, how can he belong to it?"

The hero didn't answer.

He couldn't answer.

He just lay there and continued to explain to Jiang Wang: "Bei Hui was also an insider back then, and he promised Bei Huai to keep this secret forever. So before leaving this time, he secretly lent me the [Miaogao Chuang]."

"Secretly?" Jiang Wang had a blank expression on his face. "Are you saying that the poor abbot didn't know about it?"

"The poor abbot may have some guesses about my identity, but he certainly cannot confirm it. He will not confirm it either."

Although the hero was still a semi-transparent figure at this moment, every drop of blood and tears flowing from the corners of his eyes was clear and real: "We in the Equality Nation have always done things only as an organization. Our original identities and forces have nothing to do with the organization."

"I swear on everything I can give—"

"The Hanging Temple has absolutely no connection with the Equal State. All the sins are my fault. The evil karma is solely my fault!"

His words were sincere and his feelings were deep.

But Jiang Wang just looked at him coldly: "Did you find out that you are a hero today? Did you know now what consequences your actions will bring to the Hanging Temple?"

"When you were doing evil, you didn't think about other people's families. You only started to care about your own sect after you were caught. You always say that all beings are equal, so why are you so different to the Hanging Temple and Weiguo?"

"False ideals, real demons!"

"Stop crying in front of me. I won't have the slightest sympathy for you!"

With every word he spoke, the hero stiffened a little.

In the end, his body was already cold, his blood and tears had dried up, but he still wailed softly: "I know I was wrong! No need to sympathize with me, no need to sympathize with me... I deserve to die, I deserve to die with the cruelest punishment in the world. But the hundreds of thousands of monks in the Hanging Temple, please... forgive me!"

As he lay there with his last breath hanging on, he actually thought about a lot of things.

Secret records of supernatural powers, hidden treasures and money, and even ideals, justice, and benevolence.

But he finally realized that he had no way to shake Jiang Wang!
Except for some people...who once gave Jiang Wang love.

So he cried, "For Kujue's sake..."

"Don't mention my master's name again!" Chang Xiangsi's sword, scabbard and sword, brushed across his cheek and penetrated into the rock.

The sword trembled repeatedly in its sheath!
It was like the manifestation of murderous intent that could not be uttered in a roar!

Shifei Mountain is such a quiet mountain.

The lights of thousands of houses are still on at the foot of the mountain, but the person standing on the top of the mountain feels so lonely.

Jiang Wang understood that stopping evil was actually not knowing what was wrong. This great Bodhisattva was only obsessed with it, just like [Zhi Dizang], and had already taken the evil as Zen!
He just couldn't accept the pain he brought to others, in the homeland he cherished and the sect he was born into.

Jiang Wang actually understood that for Zhi'e, the most cruel punishment in the world would be to let him watch the Hanging Temple suffer a catastrophe.

But he understood better - to Senior Guanyan, to Junior Brother Jingli, to Master Kujue... probably it was the same!

There are hundreds of thousands of monks in the Hanging Temple. Should they really be buried alive to stop their evil deeds?

If the hero died here as a stopper of evil, there would no longer be a Hanging Temple in the world.

It was the Hanging Temple that gave birth to the hero, and perhaps also sheltered the hero. It was the Hanging Temple that caused Ku Jue pain, and also made Ku Jue love it deeply!

In the end, Jiang Wang just stretched out his five fingers in a vain, staring at the translucent figure on the ground from a distance, without revealing the mask: "The battle was too intense, and you died too thoroughly - I didn't see clearly who you were."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The hero cried and thanked.

He murmured again: "I'm sorry..."

"I really do know I was wrong."

He clenched his hand on a corner of the [Miaogao Tower], and then slowly loosened his hand, leaving only a few bloodstains on the dull yellow silk.

The hero just disappeared without a sound.

Then the fire of mortal world swept through and burned everything on the earth clean.

The history volumes contain historical events, and the right and wrong are on the mountain!
Never say anything.

The waves of time and space swayed gently.

The long river of time has been connected, and the stories that happened in this historical fragment can now be known to the outside world.

The green needle flashed across the sea of ​​sky, and in an instant, the tall and handsome King Qin Guang fell from the sky.

His robe was rolled up in the black smoke, his long hair hung to his heels, and his green eyes were full of coldness.

He casually pressed down an altar with green flames flying around it, looked at Jiang Wang standing on the top of the mountain, and confirmed that the other party was not missing any limbs, then asked: "Where is he?"

The battle is over, but traces of it can be seen everywhere.

It is not difficult to imagine what kind of fierce battle took place here.

Jiang Wang was attacked in Shushan, and Confucianism could not escape suspicion.

He flicked his hand lightly, and between his slender fingers, there were floating talismans with some people's birth dates written on them... The names of Li Hengzhi and Xiao Zhiheng were both on them.

Jiang Wang looked at him with an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, the situation was tense just now, King Zhao and the Divine Hero attacked at the same time, ambushing me here...but I let King Zhao escape, and I didn't control my strength, so I accidentally killed the Divine Hero."

At this time, in the sea of ​​sky, there was indeed a reflection of a Daydream Bridge, and there was also a touch of red that quietly swept over, but then disappeared very decisively.

It's like a fleeting dream.

"Kill him if you want." Yin looked at the fire of the mortal world that had not yet burned out on the ground, took a step forward, and just passed by Jiang Wang. His green eyes looked into the distance, his long hair curled up lightly: "It doesn't matter who I kill - I just want him to die."

At this moment, Jiang Wang suddenly realized why King Zhao did not kill the hero when he left.

He wanted to fulfill the hero's last wish.

King Zhao had long known that this man named "Jiang Wang" would be persuaded by the hero and that the hero's sins would be stopped on him alone.

It was not a pleasant feeling to be seen through. Just like this historical journey, if he had not made a decisive move at the last minute, risking his life to win, and cutting his way out, it should have been a very successful ambush.

The other party was certain that he would come here, so they dared to set an ambush.

He looked at the phantoms of the distant mountains disappearing layer by layer: "Prince Zhao seems to know me very well, His Highness Qin Guang."

Yin Guan stomped out the remaining fire on the ground and continued walking forward: "From now on, everyone must understand you. Understanding you is not a clue. Mr. Referee."

The Mountain of Right and Wrong is a mountain that slowly disappears.

The two people on the top of the mountain, with their backs to each other, moved forward and disappeared here.

Thanks to the big alliance "恰就好好好" for rewarding the new alliance!

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