Sun and Moon Are Wrong: Traveling Through Time from Under One Person

Meng Ning looked at Duobao's broken head at his feet and sneered.

“Being hunted by lions is the inevitable fate of all lambs.”

"You are no exception, Duobao!"

As soon as Duobao died, the scolding and anger from all around surged towards Meng Ning like a tide.

Lu Dahai's fury, the grief and indignation of the Baotian Academy disciples, and the accusations of the independent cultivators who did not know the truth, intertwined into a noisy sound.

They don't know Duobao's true identity, and Baotianyuan will never make its dirty laundry public.

In the eyes of these Dharma seekers, Duobao is the patron saint of Yangzhou City, the leader of the righteous path, and their hope against the zombie army.

But now, this hope was strangled by Meng Ning, his new apprentice.

In the eyes of those who don't understand the truth, what does Meng Ning look like now?

In the eyes of everyone, he has turned into a terrible demon who betrayed his teacher and ancestors and set fire to the city!

"Meng Ning, what are you doing?"

"Without Master Duobao, how can we fight against other great seekers of magical powers and the army of tens of millions of corpses?"

"You beast! You actually killed Lord Duobao who has been protecting Yangzhou City!"

"Do you know what a huge mistake you made? You killed someone you shouldn't have touched!"

"Wow, Meng Ning, you bastard who betrayed your teacher and ancestors, I will kill you and cut you into pieces!"

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The roars came one after another, sweeping towards Meng Ning like a violent storm.

Meng Ning turned a deaf ear to them. He just stood there quietly, allowing those angry gazes to pierce him like swords.

At this moment, millions of magic weapons surrounded him, emitting dazzling light, as if announcing to the world the birth of their new master.

In the past 921 battles, these magic weapons had already been completely refined by him and transformed into countless magic souls, guarding him like loyal guards.

Meng Ning stretched out his hand and waved it gently, and the string of Eight Sufferings Buddhist beads that he had given to Duobao returned to his hand.

He tightly grasped the Buddhist beads and instantly entered the trial space, starting a new round of love trial.

In the trial space, countless scenes from the past flashed before Meng Ning's eyes like a kaleidoscope.

Qianqiu was willing to sacrifice herself for the sake of kindness;

Gao Jin is willing to betray everything for the sake of power;

For the sake of dignity, Lü Fengqiu would rather die with honor;

Yun Xiaowei and Lu Shengxiong risked their lives for chivalry;

Ma Chao worked very hard to revive the Three True Dharmas;

Duobao will do anything to get the magic weapon;

The Nine Realms Sect will do anything to achieve eternal life;

Zhang Yingcai ran around and called for help to save the world.

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Too many people...

They are all performing love, hate, and grudges, and they are all persisting on their own paths for the sake of their own desires and goals.

What exactly is love?

Meng Ning had been thinking and considering it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Finally he understood.

Love, what is so complicated about it?

Love is love, power, benefit, respect from others, magic weapon, eternal life, salvation, and...

Love is everything and nothing.

Love is very simple.

Love is one's own desire and it is to please one's own emotions.

Not for others, just for yourself.

Those who died, those who did evil, those who were not happy or successful in the eyes of others.

Even though others don't understand, they spend their whole lives trying hard to love and please themselves in their own way.

I only love myself and just want to do what I love to do.

Even if this matter seems crazy, stupid, and evil in the eyes of others.

As long as you like it, do what you love to do.

Then, you are right!

Now, he remembered a saying that had been passed down from his previous life.

That is, what kind of life do you want to live?

Is it better to live a happy life in the eyes of others, or to live a happy life in your own eyes?

If Meng Ning were to choose, he would choose the latter, he would always choose the latter, he would always choose the latter.

In his life and everything he experiences, he will not seek other people's understanding, he will only please himself.

Because, in this world, he only loves himself!

He wants to do what he wants to do and what he loves to do.

Only in this way, only with this kind of motivation that comes from the bottom of his heart, can he do it and persist even if he has no family, no love, no power, no interests, and nothing!

Only in this way can it be pure.

Now, what he wanted to do was to save the world! To save the people in this city!

Even in their eyes, he, Meng Ning, was the devil who burned down the city-state of Yangzhou, the murderer who betrayed his master and ancestors and killed Taoist Duobao, and an accomplice of the sinner Qian Deng who had harmed countless people.

Even if no one understands, he will save the world because he loves to do it.

Because he wants to do it, because he has to do it!

Hahahahahaha! ~

The next moment, facing the criticism and sneers of everyone, Meng Ning laughed out loud.

He crushed the bead that symbolized "love" in the Buddhist beads with one hand.

The Buddhist beads shattered into countless pieces, and the light suddenly burst out, dazzling!

"Without Duobao, there are powerful enemies all around, and we can't fight them?"

"Haha~ It's very simple. I will become a great master, right?"

After he finished speaking, his aura rose steadily. On the battlefield, all the Dharma seekers stopped attacking and all looked at Meng Ning on the ground.

Their eyes were all filled with disbelief!

In just a few moments, Meng Ning's aura transformed from a seeker of a minor supernatural power degree to the same level of powerful men in the six supernatural powers in the sky, or even better.

That is the aura of a seeker of great supernatural powers and degrees!

A seeker of great supernatural powers and degrees!!!

In an instant, the entire battlefield fell silent again.

Facing everyone's gaze, Meng Ning, dressed in a snow-white robe, with fluttering white hair, was full of aura, and was roaming the battlefield!

He slowly floated over Yangzhou City, and the aura that escaped from him alone was enough to extinguish the fire that was burning the entire city.

Everyone just heard him suddenly chant:

Love is something I seek within my heart, not something I follow from others.

After a hundred reincarnations, one can get a glimpse of the realm of Tao, and in one day, one can break through the prison of thousands of prisoners.

Burn the city and deceive the teacher, and be condemned by thousands of people; when your heart attains Bodhi, you will be free.

Even if all living beings do not understand, I will go alone to save Chen Qiu.

After he finished speaking, Meng Ning placed his left hand on his chest and held the sword in his right hand, with the tip of the sword pointing straight to the sky.

A sword energy suddenly burst out and rushed straight into the sky, becoming more and more violent and more and more terrifying.

Immediately afterwards, countless magic weapons began to hum and vibrate, shining brightly, surrounding Meng Ning like stars surrounding the moon. He was the most dazzling moon, and all the treasures submitted to him and respected him as the master!

The two old ancestors of the Jiujie Sect originally wanted to fight back, but at this moment their eyes almost popped out of their heads, and fear instantly spread over every inch of their skin.

"not good!"

One of the old ancestors let out a strange cry, and his voice split open.

"It's the Three True Myriad Laws Sword! This kid wants to use all the treasures to charge the Myriad Laws Sword!"

"Run! If you don't run, you'll die!"

The other old ancestor was so terrified that he no longer cared about his face. He shouted at the top of his lungs and retreated like a stray dog.

The two ancestors ran very fast, but it was too late.

The light of the magic weapon surrounding his body gradually condensed and finally dimmed, and all the energy was absorbed.

Meng Ning didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, he just waved lightly.

The first sword!

"puff!"

The closest great ancestor of the Nine Realms Sect didn't even have time to let out a scream before he died instantly on the spot like a watermelon exploding, with blood mist filling the air.

Another Nine Realms Sect ancestor, his soul fluttering, tried desperately to escape, but found himself like a mosquito in amber, completely frozen in place, with no way to avoid or escape.

Once the Wanfa Sword appears, everything becomes a sword, everything becomes a law, and the entire world seems to have become Meng Ning's sword domain. He is the absolute master of this area!

Meng Ning's face was indifferent, as if the god of death had arrived, and he swung out the second sword again.

"puff!"

There was another muffled sound, and the ancestor of the Nine Realms Sect who had been trying desperately to escape followed in the footsteps of his companions and also died suddenly, with no trace of his body left.

Meng Ning killed two great masters in a row. When he was about to swing the third sword to completely eliminate the hidden danger of Fen Daoke, he found that Fen Daoke had disappeared. Did he run away?

This old guy runs pretty fast.

Meng Ning snorted coldly, the direction of the sword remained unchanged, and the third sword was slashed out!

This sword was not aimed at anyone, but was slashed down fiercely at the endless army of undead corpses outside Yangzhou city!

The sword light was like a streak of silk, sweeping across.

Silently and yet earth-shaking.

Outside Yangzhou City, the densely packed undead army that blocked out the sky and the sun disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had been erased by an eraser.

There was only an empty space left, as if nothing had ever existed there.

The undead army must be reduced to ashes!

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