Even if he had such feelings, he still needed to do sothing. If he didn't do anything, it would only be a mont of pity!
At this mont, Nan Quan's expression also changed.""Hong Yitang, you've said so much, what about you?"
What have you done this ti?
Hong Yitang laughed,"? What can I do? I can't do much, the only thing I can do is to make the swords gate a little safer, a little more peaceful, a little more worry-free about food and clothing ... On the swords Gate Mountain, the family of the swords gate disciples, I'm taking care of them, they are also working hard to live, to get rich, to have no worries about food and clothing, to cut off from the chaos of the outside world, that's all I can do. "
"I'm just an ordinary person, not a Saint. "
Hong Yitang sighed,"actually, I couldn't see or understand these things." As a Martial Master who had been wandering in the martial world for a long ti, we ate at and drank wine in our ti. To be honest, what did the civilians have to do with us?"
"Until one day, I t a group of orphans by accident. So of their parents starved to death, so of their parents died in the war, so of their parents died in the chaotic world of the martial world, and so of their parents left their hos to beco strong ... At that ti, I suddenly had a little enlightennt!"
Just a little bit!
He never called himself a Saint, and he was not one. However, there were more orphans in swords gate. Perhaps, this was one of the rare compassion of the strong in this era.
That was why he could tell Li Hao all this today. Otherwise, he would only say that the soldiers of this era were not as strong as they had been in the past.
Was it because he was not strong enough?
It wasn 't!
There were almost 2000 supers outside. If they worked together, they could easily defeat the 3000 black Vatican, but ... So what?
Did they have faith?
Other than knowing how to beco stronger and how to seize treasures, what other beliefs could he have?
Weren't the three people in the arena the sa?
In this era, people were cold-blooded.
Muddle-headed, Li Hao looked outside and saw the black-armored flood charging forward. They turned into sharp blades and charged into the enemy lines. They were constantly fighting. Even after all these years, this Army was still fighting!
Why were they fighting?
He shook his head and looked at Hong Yitang. He suddenly felt ... This person was terrifying!
Yes, it was terrifying.
He had easily wavered, confused, and even wavered in his beliefs.
A mont later, Li Hao took a deep breath and walked down the building.
He didn't want to see it anymore.
He just wanted to find so treasures, get them, get stronger, get out, and then ... Take revenge on Hong Yue.
MMH!
He was the selfish person that Hong Yitang had talked about. Why not?
What does the world's ignorance and suffering have to do with ?
It didn't matter!
I'm one of them, a victim as well, and no one ca to save ... Oh, there are, teacher, Liu Long, hou Xiaochen ...
These people had actually saved him before.
Then why should I go and save others?
How strange!
Li Hao felt that Hong Yitang was thinking too much. Those people were not related to him, so why did he have to think about them?
So what if the world was destroyed?
……
Behind them.
Nan Quan looked at Hong Yitang and frowned. He transmitted his voice,""Hong Yitang, what have you been trying to comprehend all these years? Why ... Why are you worried about the country and the people?"
This was not a Martial Master!
Hong Yitang glanced at him and laughed. He transmitted his voice,""I'm thinking about the path of a Martial Master, and the purpose of a Martial master's existence! I've read an ancient book before, it says that a hero should serve the country and the people ... At first glance, I thought it was a joke! I think it's a bit exaggerated. A warrior can be a hero? What was a chivalrous man? he punished the strong and helped the weak, fought for justice, acted bravely for justice, and worried about the country and its people ... These were the true chivalrous n! In today's martial arts world, how could there still be any swordsn? They're just a bunch of unscrupulous martial artists who want to beco stronger!"
"You are, too, Yuan Shuo is, and everyone else is!"
"All these years, I've flipped through this ancient book again, and I've had so different thoughts. Maybe it's a little childish, maybe it's a little idealistic, but I've been thinking, what's the purpose of people becoming stronger? Immortal? Stand aloof from worldly affairs? Invincible? And then?"
Hong Yitang laughed and said,"then ... They turned into bones!" After a few years, no one will rember you. If soone as strong as Yuan Shuo were to die in Silver City, would the people of Silver Moon still rember him? Did he bring about so sort of change to Silver Moon? Did he give birth to a Buddha? Does his strength bring any help to the billions of people?"
Nanquan's throat moved.
Did I?
Of course not!
Impossible. Martial masters ... They were competitive and killed in all directions. All of this was to beco stronger, to beco stronger, to find the way, to seek Dao ...
As for what would happen after the Dao competition?
There's no more!
What else could it be?
At this mont, he was a little scared. He looked at Hong Yitang and suddenly felt that this guy was very scary!
"Hong Yitang ... You ... What are you thinking about?"
"What are you doing?" Hong Yitang laughed. I'm just thinking about my own life. I'm thinking that there are always people who say that the existence of Martial Master superpowers is for killing ... I think it's true, but is the purpose of killing just killing? The ultimate goal of killing is to kill? Isn't that too narrow-minded?"
"Killing is just a process, not an end! Don't get this concept mixed up. Li Hao had the sa idea. I beca strong to kill ... And then? After killing, what happens in the end?"
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