MTL - When God Begins To Evolve Again-Chapter 293 please give me a sword

The latest website: Lao Qian came out of the Gate of Sword and Soul in dismay. He had just drank two sips of water in the station outside the Gate of Trials when he saw a young man walking over.

"This is a restricted area. The gate of this trial is not open to the public, and idlers are not allowed to enter." Lao Qian shouted when he saw the young man walking straight to the fence, as if he wanted to turn over.

"I'm not going in, I'm here to find you." When the young man spoke, there was a smile on his face, and he seemed to be very sunny.

"Looking for me, what are you looking for?" Lao Qian frowned slightly. He had guarded the gate of trials for three years, and this was the first time anyone other than his family had come to him.

"I heard that your swordsmanship is very strong, and I would like to ask you some questions about swordsmanship." The young man said seriously.

When Lao Qian heard this, he was a little displeased and said, "Who did you listen to? I'm afraid it's a mistake."

Anyone who knows the relationship between him and the old immortal knows that his swordsmanship is very watery, and even privately gave him the nickname of the most watery tester of his level, how could he say that his swordsmanship is very strong, Lao Qian felt that the young man was mocking him.

"Your name is Qian, right?" the young man asked, looking up and down the old Qian.

"That's right." Lao Qian nodded.

"That's right, I'm here to ask you about illusory swordsmanship." The young man said solemnly.

"Ask me... for advice... illusory swordsmanship..." Lao Qian stared at the young man in a daze, wondering if this guy was mentally ill. This was the first time he heard of it. There are people who specialize in this kind of stuff.

"Yes." The young man nodded affirmatively.

"Who the **** are you? Are you here to make trouble?" Lao Qian felt more and more that this guy was here to mock him.

"Don't tell me you're not that old man who knows illusory swordsmanship?" The young man looked suspicious.

Seeing his appearance, Lao Qian didn't seem to be mocking him, so he couldn't help but wonder: "I'm Lao Qian, do you really want to learn illusory swordsmanship?"

"It's not learning, it's research," the young man said.

"So, you can also use illusory art?" Lao Qian couldn't help but sympathize with this guy. He thought that he was the only one who was unlucky and made a phantom sword that couldn't hurt people as a symbiotic contract. It turns out that someone is just as unlucky as him. .

"A little bit." The young man nodded.

"As expected." Lao Qian sighed secretly, walked over to open the fence door, and said sympathetically, "Come in, although I have nothing to teach you, but as a senior, there is still some experience that you can refer to."

The young man was also welcome. After walking in, he sat down on the stool and asked with a smile, "I wonder what state your illusory swordsmanship has reached?"

Hearing the young man ask this question, Lao Qian became more and more convinced that he was indeed just like himself. Unfortunately, he contracted an illusory symbiosis contract. Since he had no actual combat power, he could only study illusory things such as realm.

"If you want to hear it, then I'll tell you about it. According to what I've learned, I think the art of illusion should be divided into three realms." It was rare for someone to communicate this kind of thing with him. Lao Qian seemed to have found a confidant. He said incessantly: "The first realm is the real and the illusion. It is necessary to make the illusion real, to the extent that the fake can be confused with the real, so that people can't see the flaws. Only in this way can the fake be turned into the real, although there is no actual damage. Power, but it can make people look daunting, to the point of being subjugated without fighting. This state is difficult, but it is only the foundation of illusory art.”

"It's really not easy to mix the fake with the real. Is this just the basics?" The young man nodded and said, "What about the second realm?"

"The second realm is beneficial, it's called false illusion." Lao Qian said.

"Illusion itself is fake, what does this illusion mean?" the young man asked very curiously.

Lao Qian said proudly: "Brother, you don't know anything about it. I also studied for a long time before I realized this false realm."

"To put it simply, it's because people know that everything about you is fake, so if you have something real at this time, they will take your real thing too.

Treat it as an illusory fake. For example, everyone knows that our symbiotic deed is an illusion, and there is no way to hurt others, but if you can find a parasitic deed that is very similar to the symbiotic deed, others think it is illusory, then it will be very beneficial. . "

"True and false, false and true, false and true, true and false. If you can use the two realms of true and false and false, then there will be endless changes, and the world's mind is like this." Lao Lao Qian said the foam was flying, looking quite excited.

"You said that there are three realms of illusory art, false and true, and true and false. These two realms seem to cover everything, so what is the third realm?" The young man looked curious.

Lao Qian enjoyed this feeling very much, patted the young man on the shoulder and said: "In the first two realms, people with a little wisdom can realize something. If they can truly understand it, they will become great things in the future. But this The third realm is not so simple, and most people can’t even think about it, let alone realize it, and you can only realize this state if you have a great awakening.”

"What kind of realm is that?" The young man looked at Lao Qian expectantly.

The old thousand smiled and said, "This third realm is called Shenghuan. If you can fully understand this realm, not to mention the invincibility in the world, at least above the illusion, it is almost the end."

"What's an illusion?" The young man became even more curious.

"To understand what is fantasy, then you must first understand what is true and what is false." Lao Qian said.

"Do you still need to find out if it's true or false?" The young man didn't quite understand what Lao Qian said.

Lao Qian smiled and said, "Of course you need to understand. What you think is true may not be true, and what you think is false may not necessarily be false."

"Like what?" the young man asked.

"For example, do you think you are a man or a woman?" Lao Qian looked at the young man and asked solemnly.

"Of course I'm a man, is there any doubt about that?" the young man replied.

"Is there a possibility that you don't know that the real you is actually a woman?" Lao Qian said seriously.

"It's impossible, everyone can tell that I'm a man," said the young man.

"Everyone can tell you're a man, but what if those people are lying to you, you're a woman, they just tell you that you're a man, so you think you're a man, when in fact you're a man It's a woman." Lao Qian's words made the young man's head a little bigger.

"Even if they don't tell me, I can tell that I'm a man. Physical characteristics don't lie, right?" the young man said.

"Why not? What is your basis for judging that you are a man from your physical characteristics? Isn't that the knowledge you learned yourself? And knowledge is created by people. If that knowledge is also tampered with, you learn The knowledge itself is wrong, so how can you judge whether you are a man or not?" Lao Qian said again.

"Your question is meaningless, right? Even if the whole world is lying to me, what's the point? Whether it's a man or a woman in name, it doesn't matter to me. It's like colorblindness with no distinction between blue and green. Also, although they confuse blue with green, what others see as blue is green in their eyes, and what others see in green is blue in their eyes, but when others say green, they also know which is the real It's just that the color they see is not green but blue, they themselves don't know it's blue, but it doesn't affect their normal communication with others." The young man mused.

"Of course it has an impact. If the knowledge you learn is false, how do you know that the things you know are true? Maybe it's not women who give birth to children, except where you have been yourself. , other places don't exist, maybe the earth is not a ball at all, but a plane, things you haven't personally verified may be fake, you just don't know it." Lao Qian said sternly.

"Isn't this just nihilism? According to you, even what you see with your own eyes may not be true, and it may be deliberately played by others.

from. "The young man finds the question really meaningless.

"Yes, so when you can't tell the truth from the false, what standard do you use to measure what is true and what is false?" Lao Qian asked again.

"Then you can only rely on your own feelings." The young man pondered.

"Yes, it depends on feeling, but with feeling, people are often only willing to believe that what is beneficial to them is true." Lao Qian continued: "In ancient times, there was a legendary story about a very strong strong man. He found a very accurate fortune teller to tell his fortune. The fortune teller said that two people were his lucky stars, and if those two people helped him, he would be able to dominate the world. So the strong man found such two people. Personally, take it as a love general. With the help of those two people, the strong will indeed dominate the world.”

"But there is still the second half of the fortune-teller's fortune-telling. Those two people who can help him gain the world will also make him lose the world because of those two people. If you are that strong man, believe it now or not after that. Half life?"

"Of course I don't believe it." The young man sighed, he already understood what Lao Qian meant.

"Yes, even if the fortune-teller is accurate, people will not believe the truth that is not good for themselves. When fate is in their favor, people will believe in fate, and when fate is not in their favor, no matter what the truth is, people are more I am willing to believe that man will conquer the sky.”

Lao Qian continued: "For example, if you are a fat person, if someone tells you that you only need to enjoy food as you like, you can easily lose weight; while another person tells you that you must exercise painfully to lose weight, and And quit all the good stuff, and before you know which one is right, you try, and then who are you willing to believe?"

"If you don't know the truth, as long as you try it, you should choose to enjoy the food as you like. But how can you not know the truth about this kind of thing?" The young man asked back.

"What if the truth you know is false? In fact, you only need to enjoy food as you like to lose weight, but you who don't know the truth have been entangled again and again, and have not been able to enjoy food as you like, and exercise from time to time, but the result is not If you can lose weight, at this time you will still think, is it because you have not been able to stick to the diet, is it because you have not been able to stick to exercise, so there is no effect?"

"This..." The young man seemed to have no idea what to say for a while.

"If people all over the world suddenly tell you that you have been deceived before, and you can lose weight by enjoying delicious food, would you like to give it a try?" Lao Qian's expression became like a seductive and depraved demon.

"It should be, after all, it doesn't matter if you try it," said the young man.

"What if after trying it, it really works?" Lao Qian continued to ask.

"How could this possibly work?" The young man thought that was absurd.

"How can it not be effective, how do you know whether you are thin or fat?" Lao Qian sneered.

"I have eyes to see," said the young man.

"What do you think? In fact, you can't see all of yourself directly. What if the self you see in the mirror is fake? What if the number on the scale is also fake?" Lao Qian asked forcefully road.

"Can this be fake too?" the young man said with a wry smile.

"Why not? Are the beauties you see on your phone with long legs protruding forward and backward? Are they really like that in reality?" Lao Qian asked back.

"Well, it's unlikely, but if that kind of thing really happens, I really have no way to judge whether it's true or not." The young man said helplessly, spreading his hands.

"Yes, you can't tell whether it's true or false, so after you eat delicious food, all kinds of illusions make you feel thin, and delicious food will make you happy in body and mind. Are you willing to live in such a beautiful world, or do you want to live in such a beautiful world? Living in a world where you can only lose weight with pain? Which world would you like to be real?" Lao Qian continued to ask.

"If I had a choice, of course I would prefer to live in that wonderful world," said the young man.

"That's right

The truth is often painful, the things that are beneficial to people are often against human nature, and the things that make people feel happy are often false and cruel. If you can weave an illusion, people cannot judge the final result. Whether it is good or bad, then most people will choose the path of false happiness, and even some people may indulge in it even if they know that it is false, as long as they feel happy and happy. until the destruction of life. If the future is illusory, life will also be destroyed. This is the illusion of life. " Lao Qian said slowly.

"What a phantom, if you can really play with life to such an extent, it's probably no different from a god." The young man praised.

"How do you know that we are not in the illusion of life woven by a certain god?" Lao Qian squinted his eyes and sneered: "Maybe everything you have now and all achievements in the past were given to you by that god. Weaving the happiness hypothesis, maybe everything you are experiencing now is just a dream, maybe in the real world, you are already a dying person who stinks all over.”

Lao Qian's voice was eerie and terrifying, making people shudder.

Young men can't help but fall into contemplation. If what he understands is not true, how can he tell what is true?

"Haha, it's rare to meet someone who has the same disease and pity for each other. I've talked a lot today, you don't have to think so much. If you can practice the two realms of true and false to the extreme, you can almost have it under the light base. As for the realm of fantasy, it is not something that humans should consider, it is a realm that only gods can play, and I am just thinking about it when I have nothing to do." Lao Qian laughed.

The young man suddenly raised his head, looked at Lao Qian and said, "I want to try the realm of fantasy you mentioned."

"Didn't I tell you all, that's all I'm thinking about, I don't know it myself, how can I let you try it?" Lao Qian smiled.

"No, I believe you have reached the realm of fantasy, please give me a sword." The young man stared at Lao Qian and said calmly.

"What... a joke..." Lao Qian pretended to be witty, but seeing the man's firm gaze, he couldn't finish the rest of his words.

"Please give me a sword." The young man stared at Lao Qian with burning eyes, and said slowly, word by word.

Seeing the man like this, Lao Qian's expression also became serious, looking at the man and said in a deep voice: "I did understand a little bit of fur, but it's just a bit of fur, what kind of effect it will have is unknown. You can't even control it, if I hit you with a sword, you may be indulged in a fantasy life for the rest of your life, unable to extricate yourself, and even die."

"I want to try it out," the young man insisted.

"But I don't want to kill people." Lao Qian shook his head firmly.

"Then go to hell~www.novelbuddy.com~ The young man suddenly pulled out a revolver and pulled the trigger at Lao Qian's head. The speed was so fast that Lao Qian had no chance to react.

Lao Qian's face changed greatly, and looking at the speed at which the young man drew and fired, he knew that he was definitely not joking, but really wanted to kill, and it was so fast that he couldn't dodge the shot at all.

Almost a conditioned reflex of the body, a dreamlike lightsaber appeared in Lao Qian's hand, and instantly pierced into the chest of the man in front of him.

Bang!

The bullet hit Lao Qian's head almost at the same time. Lao Qian felt a shock in his head and cried out in his heart. He didn't expect to die like this.

But after waiting for a while, the pain and head cracking in his imagination did not appear. He touched his head and found that there was no scar there. Instead, a force spread through him, and he was in the battle with the devil before. The scar left on the forehead was wiped away.

Lao Qian touched his smooth forehead and couldn't help but stay for a while, looking at the young man in front of him in disbelief: "Are you crazy?"

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