Chapter 787: Definition of the World

When the heavenly dog ​​landed, thunder and lightning were seen all around, and disasters also came.

You know, the sign represented by the heavenly dog ​​is "disaster".

The atmosphere was turbid and humid because of the arrival of the heavenly dog. People could not breathe. Humans were always tired and weak, then their minds were dull, and then they were weak all over.

Green scum began to erode and cover the earth. These scum would still wriggle, and occasionally be broken by the expanding bubbles. This kind of bubble is a bit like the poisonous gas emitted by the rotting substances under the water in the swamp, but the difference is that when the poisonous gas comes out, it will turn into poisonous bees and locusts.

At that time, there was a strong wind, and the houses were blown up and the trees were uprooted. Locusts were seen piercing the ground and growing, and all the grass was gone, and they became ghosts and caves.

The weather around was disordered, the seasonal changes were wrong, the drought was strong, the yin disappeared, the rivers dried up, the valleys were empty, the rocks flowed, the mountains were burned, there were no clouds in the sky, and there were horizontal winds in the wild.

The heavenly dog ​​came, and disasters occurred frequently.

The moment this eighth-grade monster landed, it began to tear!

He opened his sharp teeth and joined hands with Zhang Xu, who was like a dragon beside him, to completely expand the hole!

The commander of the humane side hesitated for a moment before he raised his sword and came forward.

With his appearance, the martial arts spirits around him opened up. Obviously, this humane commander also practiced martial arts.

However, his martial arts spirit... was a bit weird.

When he joined the battlefield, the martial arts spirit melted into the battlefield.

But the flowers, trees, poisonous insects and bees, the floor soil, and even the various dead soldiers and their equipment around the battlefield, and even everything in front of him! All exuded extremely strong sharpness, like a mouthful of divine weapons and sharp swords!

This world is all swords.

From this martial arts spirit, Zhang Xu felt... a kind of arrogance that filled the world.

The whole world was under the control of the martial arts spirit and became a "tool".

People need the world to become a sword, so the world will become a sword.

What is a sword? The sword is a tool created by humans for killing. So, when humans need a sword, when humans need to kill, they will transform the world and create a sword.

This is what the martial arts divine will of the eighth level of humanity wants to express.

As for martial arts, as for any respect for the sword, there is none.

It's just a tool, why should we respect it?

This is the sword, there is nothing else virtual. The so-called swordsmanship, sword intent, sword energy, and sword realm are just better ways to use the sword as a weapon. It's nothing big.

This made Zhang Xu's heart full of shock and anger.

He is also a warrior, and the education he received since childhood and his own understanding are to respect his own skills and weapons.

If you only regard weapons as tools, how can you understand the divine will of weapons?

However, this kind of conflict on the road is meaningless. Both sides are supposed to fight.

Three eighth-level people started fighting.

Two martial arts and an eighth-level monster started this war with the most intense means.

Within a radius of two miles, overlapping layers of spontaneous sword energy formed a seamless sword world. In this world, everything is a sword. There is nothing but swords, and nothing but swords.

But in it, the evil spirit continued to spread disasters, and Zhang Xu's own martial arts spirit began to show.

The martial arts spirit of this Baiyue commander was born from self-reflection and self-discipline.

When the martial arts spirit unfolded, he was almost unaffected by the disasters and sword intentions of the outside world, and he seemed to have a certain connection with his weapon, which made the weapon have some spirituality.

As a commander, although his talent is good, he is basically insulated from the witchcraft that requires extremely high talent, and he has no ability to find the skills of other ways, so practicing martial arts is almost the only way for him to step into the eighth grade.

Therefore, he developed awe for the way, gratitude for the spear in his hand, and trust.

Trust the people around him, trust the gun in his hand, and then, be in awe of all this. Such sincerity gave him motivation. People who are familiar with Zhang Xu know that he is a gentle person who is serious and careful about everything. Whether it is training, fighting, or training in peacetime, he has a mentality that can be called "pious". This mentality gives him extraordinary motivation and also creates Zhang Xu's current achievements.

All of this comes from this.

This is the "Tao" in the body, which represents a person's overall view of all the knowledge he knows, the way of thinking he uses, all his cognition and views on the world, his judgment on the value of all things, etc.

And such a view needs to be combined with reality.

If you are overly obsessed with building the Tao in your body, then you actually need to use the same or even far more practice to hedge and compare your own Tao, so that you will not go astray, otherwise it will be easy to get into the devil.

This is the essence of "refining the heart in the world". You need to practice, otherwise you will only go astray. When the reality and your Tao do not match, either you modify your own Tao or you have to be firm.

However, if the world and the Tao are seriously incompatible, and you are unwilling to change, you are likely to be possessed by the devil, the ultimate solipsism, the world is wrong, I am not wrong.

But you can't practice completely without thinking.

The benefit of thinking is that it can give people of low dimensions a high-dimensional vision and methodology. With this vision and methodology, you can guide your own practice.

Otherwise, it is just a headless fly.

In the process of guiding practice, you will encounter "contradictions". To solve contradictions or recognize contradictions, you must either transform reality or change yourself.

But in the final analysis, if you want to walk out of your own path and combine your cognition with practice, you still have to base yourself on reality.

Just like now.

Dao struggle.

This is the Dao struggle.

The support of the demon, the arrogance of humanity, and the anger of Zhang Xu.

The Dao struggle is vividly displayed at this moment.

They waved swords, stabbed spears, and fought with all their strength, not for anything else, but to implement their will to transform the world.

This world should not be what the other party described.

You said that the weapon in my hand is a tool, I said it is not.

You said that everything in the world is a tool of man, I think you don’t have enough respect for these things that help you.

Such a fight cannot be bridged.

From the first-grade of both the human and the witch, those indescribable, unimaginable, and unaware of the greatness of their magical powers, to Zhang Xu at this moment, the heavenly dog, and the human commander in front of him...

All of them are fighting for the same reason.

Death, blood, and even all the sacrifices, are like this.

The war that swept across the heavens was not about grabbing any interests, but the "right to define" this world.

In other words, what they were fighting for was the universe itself.

So, this war was no longer a despicable battle for interests.

For humanity, what they were fighting for and defending was the world that belonged to humans.

And for the demons and witches, they were protecting a world where all things could coexist.

Perhaps for Zhang Xu, Tengu, and the human commander in front of them at this moment, they could not really understand what they were protecting, but they all understood the reason why they had to fight at this moment.

There was no way to compromise, and it was impossible to retreat.

Even in such a small battlefield with the highest combat power of only eight grades, they were still wielding weapons to defend their own way.

Humanity, who regarded the world as a tool, and Zhang Xu, who respected the world, with these two emotions, their weapons collided fiercely, and their martial arts spirits also collided with each other, shaking out ripples one by one.

Zhang Xu roared and thrust out his red spear, but the opponent calmly pushed the spear away. The sword intent on the ground grew like bamboo shoots, as if to kill people, but the power from the disaster pressed the sword intent back.

Two different divine wills, two different spirits, two different viewpoints, fiercely rubbed out sparks, and the sparks were so gorgeous that even if there were countless, thick and insoluble blood flowing in them, it could not cover up the brilliant light like the silver flowers of the Milky Way, that is the phantom of the existence of the "Tao".

This is the Tao struggle, the longest-lasting and most irreconcilable war in the entire universe.

When the Tao struggle ends, it will be the end of all wars.

Because it represents the integration of all viewpoints and the unity of all thoughts.

At that time, a path could integrate all thoughts, unify all disputes, and eliminate all differences. Everyone would be surprised to find that their own path and others were the same. There was an "ultimate" answer that appeared. This answer was enough to explain all problems and answer everything in the world. He was the key to everything. This key could open the door to all problems in the world.

But before that...

The blood had not yet dried, the path had not yet come to an end, the answer had not been obtained, but the right to interpret the world was imminent...

So, only the blood on the sword was indispensable.

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After several hours, Zhang Xu suddenly opened his eyes.

"The lieutenant is awake! Doctor, hurry up!" A voice came, and Zhang Xu could hear that it was the voice of his adjutant.

He wanted to stand up cleanly as before, but the pain all over his body forced him to lie down. He couldn't move except his eyes.

His throat was like being burned by fire, dry like a cowhide, without any saliva, and dry when touched by hand.

However, the next moment, the clear warm water was handed to him. He drank two gulps and finally felt better.

"War Maniac... How is it?" Zhang Xu was finally able to speak, but his voice was a little hoarse.

"We won, we won, Lieutenant, we repelled the enemy, we are now resting, don't talk, you are too badly injured." The adjutant said so.

But Zhang Xu didn't hear the rest of the words.

Because when he heard "win", the anger in his heart was released at once, and he immediately fell into a coma again.

When he woke up next time, it was dark.

Sleep... or coma, let him recover some strength, the smell of medicine around also showed that he was well treated, and the pain in his body was also relieved a lot.

Standing up again, he looked around. This was in the tent, surrounded by junior officers and a doctor.

"What's the matter? How is my injury?" He asked in a calm tone.

As for the battle situation, he only knew that he won.

Since you've won, there's no need to pay attention to it. Just take care of yourself first and don't die here.

"The injury has stabilized. The doctor did a great job." The adjutant smiled.

The junior officers and soldiers behind him also praised him, as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Xu glanced at the sweat on the doctor's head and the tiny bloodstains on his neck... He knew that these people must have pointed swords at his neck before. If he died, the doctor would probably die too.

"Doctor, how long will it take me to get out of bed?" Zhang Xu asked directly without paying attention to that. As for the bloodstains... He pretended not to see them, anyway, nothing happened.

The doctor wiped his sweat and said timidly: "The lieutenant is in good health. He can use his internal energy to heal his wounds, and with my medicine, he will be able to get out of bed tomorrow at the latest."

"Tomorrow? So soon?" He widened his eyes in surprise.

With this kind of injury, he can get out of bed tomorrow. Is he really a miracle doctor? !

"It's not a problem of medical skills... but logistical supplies. The general's medicine store is so rich..." The doctor wiped his sweat. These people have thousand-year-old spiritual medicines in their medicine store. This kind of medicine does not even need to be processed. It can be cured by eating it raw.

It can be seen that this team is indeed shouldering a heavy responsibility. The doctor himself is also a famous doctor who was conscripted to serve as a military doctor. It can be regarded as a temporary exile.

"Oh, that's good. Doctor, you go to rest first." Zhang Xu asked the doctor to leave.

The doctor nodded quickly and left.

In the tent, only a group of soldiers surrounded Zhang Xu.

"Don't do this kind of thing in the future. The old man is not young, but he is here to save lives. Be polite." Zhang Xu said so while half lying.

Others nodded quickly.

Then, Zhang Xu continued, "How was the casualty?"

The adjutant immediately came forward to report, "Only the vanguard suffered serious casualties, about 300 people. Those people... were really not afraid of death. After our reinforcements arrived, they immediately chose to evacuate, and they did not retreat. They evacuated in an orderly manner, with a special part of them left behind."

"And..." Recalling this incident, the adjutant was silent for a moment, as if he had not withdrawn from the shock, but after the silence, he continued, "And the group of people who left behind had a terrible fighting spirit that was simply unimaginable. Forty people held their positions and blocked our assault team for eight hours, leaving enough time for the main force of the people to evacuate. In the end, we didn't catch a single person alive."

The adjutant was still frightened when he thought of this.

How could someone be so determined in a situation where they were sure to die?

Wouldn't they be timid? Don't they know that leaving behind is sending them to die?

Zhang Xu shook his head, "More than 300 people... too many. We are now alone and have no supplies."