Chapter 1509 Bullshit

Eastern Xia, Yingtian Mansion.

"I understand. I have read the detailed report."

Xuanniao wrote the note in his hand calmly, without stopping, and just said: "Don't make a fuss, just keep observing and let nature take its course."

"you sure?"

On the phone, Ye Xueya's voice was a little suspicious.

Regarding this kind of matter that may involve Dongxia's authority, Xuanniao is still so calm... Could this old man have done something else?

Just as she rolled her eyes slightly, she heard the sound of the black bird.

"Let nature take its course means don't do unnecessary things, Xiaoye."

The old man reminded: "Sometimes, the more you do, the more mistakes you make. If you try to interfere, you may be self-defeating."

"Is it the so-called providence again?"

Ye Xueya sighed helplessly: "The more I learn, the more messy this thing becomes."

"That means you have already started and are better than me." Xuanniao smiled slightly, "Don't be too obsessed with the so-called providence, [Shun Tian] and [Ying Ren], the important thing should be the latter."

He stopped writing, took out the seal of the genealogy master, and stamped it.

"That's it, go and get busy."

In this way, he hung up the phone after issuing an injunction to his descendants that could not be disobeyed.

"This form is for the Cabinet, and the one on the right is for the Social Security Bureau."

After handing the two documents to his subordinates, Xuanniao turned and left.

Passing through layers of obstacles, along the endless steps, all the way down, the old man clasped his hands behind his back, walking slowly, but his speed was incredibly fast.

In less than half a minute, he had already arrived in front of that mighty stream of light.

He looked up at the ever-changing light.

However, that slender figure can no longer be seen.

Under the wings of the phoenix shadow, the sleeping girl in the past has almost disappeared, leaving only a gradually dimming and almost indistinguishable outline.

During the long sleep, everything is changing.

The advancement was still going on, but Bai Dizi was no longer here. In the too-long dream, she had passed through the chaotic timeline and was lost in the infinite possibilities.

Xuanniao sighed silently.

Perhaps, to her, this was just another lost dream.

You will eventually wake up from it.

But what if you can't wake up?

Did Zhuang Zhou transform into a butterfly, or did a butterfly transform into Zhuang Zhou?

No matter how many times I watch it, it's hard to clearly see such changes.

The chaotic weaving of time formed layers of curtains, blocking Xuanniao's gaze.

A blur.

Perhaps, she has succeeded and appears at some point in the future.

Perhaps, she has failed, forgotten where she belongs, dissolved in the dragon's veins, and there is no trace of Chu Qingyu in the world...

All that is left is the phantom lingering in time forever.

After a long time, Xuanniao withdrew his gaze and walked away.

"What's wrong? Are you looking so worried again?"

Fu Canguang asked: "Did you see anything again?"

Xuanniao paused for a moment and shook his head slightly: "I didn't look at it anymore."

"Um?"

Fu Canguang, who was like a young man, was stunned. He couldn't help scratching the few beards that had just grown on his chin. He looked at Xuanniao's appearance and couldn't believe it: "This is really not like you."

Xuanniiao was puzzled: "What should I look like?"

"Like an old mother, her child would like to be asked to bring diapers when she goes out." Fu Canguang was so unceremonious that the corners of Xuanniao's mouth twitched.

"The revolution of heaven and earth was the result of the four seasons, the revolution of Tang and Wu was in accordance with heaven and in accordance with man..."

He thought for a while and said helplessly: "In the end, in the end, only this sentence is the essence, and the rest are just empty words. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Shuntian and Yingren." Fu Canguang understood clearly, "Isn't that what you always say?"

Xuanniiao nodded and asked again, "Then do you know why I only teach the second half of Xiaoye?"

Isn't it because you, an old fellow, are used to wasting your life and thought it would be unethical to give this thing to others, so you deliberately kept it?

Of course, Fu Canguang didn't dare to say these words. He could only cough twice. After thinking for a long time, he seriously made an excuse for this old friend:

"Is it because the first half is too difficult for her to learn?"

Xuanniiao pinched his beard and laughed softly, seemingly proud:

"I determined to learn arithmetic when I was ten. I achieved some success when I was thirty. I thought I was accomplished when I was fifty. I have been studying it until now. Now that I am quite old, I think I have reached the pinnacle of fortune-telling."

The old man paused slightly, and his smile disappeared:

"-Then I realized that the so-called providence is all fucking bullshit."

In this way, he casually stepped on something he had studied all his life under his feet, and also ran it twice, causing Fu Canguang next to him to fall into a mentally retarded state.

God's will is lofty?

Xuannio shook his sleeves and left without looking back.

“What kind of bullshit is God’s will if it’s not on my side?!”

"The error should end here, everyone."

In the darkness of the abyss, under the illumination of endless thunder and bloody sun, in the huge and solemn palace, huge silhouettes emerged in the darkness.

It was as if the entire abyss had descended here, and the outlines of numerous rulers converged into a terrifying scene that stretched into the darkness.

And in front of the rulers from countless hells, the slightly old and rickety figure looked back and shouted to the beings in front of him: "First the Eye of Darkness, then Elysium, the Golden Dawn... Frustrations again and again. The ground was in mess.

Could it be that no one feels wrong like me? "

"Can't everyone see it?"

The flute player looked around and grinned mockingly, "We are almost losing!"

At that moment, countless malice rose and descended from the darkness, surrounding the flute player. He looked down indifferently at the mysterious guy in front of him.

But at the top, King Ku was holding the wine glass with great interest, as if he was curious, and asked jokingly: "Why do you see this, the leader of jesters?

I've gone to great lengths to invite everyone over, and I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of jokes you have prepared. "

He paused slightly and showed an unabashed dark smile: "If it is disappointing, you should understand the price you have to pay."

And right next to it, as if on a throne that occupies the entire world, the huge giant was just indifferent and expressionless from beginning to end.

"Ha, please listen to the two supreme kings, Qian Jian.

The flute player laughed and saluted exaggeratedly: "In my opinion, the successive setbacks of the offensive are just natural. Although the current situation is indeed exaggerated compared with other eras, this is not a reason for failure."

He paused and said solemnly: "Our failure does not lie in the Administrative Bureau, nor in the Utopia, nor in the Astronomical Society and the current situation!

The reason why we are frustrated is not because our opponents are far superior to us, nor is it because the Thunder Sea and the subjugated country are insufficient in strength - it is not even because we lack some ridiculous unity! "

In the brief silence, he spread his arms, no longer concealing the ferocity and anger in his heart:

"——But because they are just showing off!!!"

For a moment, there was a dead silence in the huge hall.

The murmuring voices disappeared.

incredible.

It is astonishing that the piper made such a bizarre argument.

Only the thunder above the clouds sounded.

The king lowered his eyes and looked down.

Still speechless.

"Perhaps, in your opinion, once the tide of the abyss rises, facing the offensive from hell, the current situation should fall apart and completely collapse, like a feast.

But today is different from the past. Whether it is the current situation that deliberately absorbs the essence of the abyss to develop into such a abnormal state, or the deep tide spurred by the current situation, it is not normal from the beginning.

In this war, we have long been in a disadvantageous position - because we have already entered into the rules specified by the other party.

From the beginning, the two sides were not equal.

This is the basis for their confidence! "

The flute player paused and looked around, not hiding his contempt: "In their eyes, you have already lost, everyone.

It’s just that they haven’t won yet…”

From the beginning, the criteria for winning and losing were completely different.

For rulers who float on the tide, once the depth tide ends, then it can be declared a failure.

But for the current situation, it is completely different.

Legion? Fifth level? Natural enemy?

It doesn’t matter even if they all die!

It doesn’t matter even if the border defense front is breached, the collapse of the Utopia repeats itself, the Astronomical Society completely falls apart, and the Five Permanent Standings disappear!

——As long as the current situation still exists, we win!

As long as the current situation still exists, any number of tools can be produced!

This is the most naked law of victory and defeat...

"Do you understand? Why do you avoid fighting in the current situation? Why do you always treat it passively? Why do you just pay some sacrifices and costs at will to deal with the offensives of the abyss -

For them, this is a game whose outcome has already been determined!

They win and you lose!

Just like those times before..."

The flute player sneered and looked around mockingly: "What kind of bullshit natural enemy is that, Ahe? Damn old woman, I'm sure you can't win, I don't take you seriously at all!"

As far as the current situation is concerned, you are just a group of beggars who come to the door to make a living. Once you have dealt with it, you have to close the door. Why do you still have any self-esteem and arrogance? "

That doubtful voice echoed in everyone's ears, easily overpowering the meaningless roars and roars, as well as the scolds and threats.

Then, it stopped abruptly.

At the top, there was a beating sound coming from the throne.

In the clouds torn apart by lightning.

The Maharaja raised his finger and tapped the bow of the throne slightly.

"I've heard enough boring talk."

The Maharaja said calmly: "You should understand that this is not a place where you need to be loyal to the public. There is no need to act coquettishly. If there is any good strategy to win, you should submit it before you die."

"That's true."

King Ku nodded in agreement and asked: "After all that, come up with something fun, old guy, you won't let me down, right?"

The piper just shrugged slightly.

"Unfortunately, not really."

He spread his hands and smiled helplessly: "I have no ability to instruct you on how to do things, nor can I mobilize the abyss army. What I'm talking about here is just empty talk."

Ignoring the anger and destruction that was about to fall from the clouds.

He took a step back, grinned, and finally said, "All I can do is create opportunities for you."

only……

"The opportunity is coming soon."

He looked around the silent venue, his eyes burning with fanatical flames:

"Everyone, can we really win?"

Meanwhile, on the solar boat.

Bang!

Amidst the cheers, bottle corks were sprayed into the air.

Open the champagne!