Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded: "So the Holy Slave is wrong? Ba Zunzhen is a troublemaker and will definitely die!?"

Mei Siren smiled: "I never said that."

Xu Xiaoshou felt a toothache: "Does that mean that the Holy Temple is right? According to what the gentleman said, they have indeed achieved a large degree of fairness. If someone else does it, he may not be able to do more than them.

Okay, so...so I should actually join the Holy Temple to safeguard the righteous order they have established for thousands of years?"

Mei Si smiled again and asked: "But it has always been like this, is it right?"

Xu Xiaoshou's head buzzed and went blank.

He just felt like a thunderbolt struck his mind, and he was enlightened.

This has always been the case, right?

yes!

Maybe this is what the eight acquaintances, ghosts and beasts think?

Indeed, regardless of anything else, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't agree with Hong Yi's approach to the ghost beasts that implicated the nine clans.

Perhaps most of the ghost beasts are like the rebel army, causing chaos in the world and creating turmoil.

But there is really a sincere desire for a fairer life for oneself, one’s family, and even one’s continent, right?

Family strains...

Does it fit?

Xu Xiaoshou was silent for a long time.

He thought of the plight of the ghost beasts.

Thinking of the battle between Ba Zun and Hua Chang Deng, Yu Tu killed the previous master of the Holy Temple.

I thought about the forces that still eked out an ignoble existence in the darkness even under the only light of justice that has existed for thousands of years.

If it were really called "justice", maybe there would be no injustice and no darkness would breed, right?

Therefore, the so-called justice of the Holy Temple is only one-sided justice!

This is what Mr. Siren said. I dare not agree with it. It is undeniable, but I have to accept it. Because it has existed for too long, it has become a so-called "correct" system that makes people regulate their lives!

"I seem to understand." Xu Xiaoshou murmured to himself.

Before this night, he didn't know much about the competing stances of the major forces.

But after a conversation with Mr. Mito, he suddenly came to his senses.

Perhaps what everyone is fighting for is the other's concessions.

It doesn’t have to be “I am justice”.

But as a spiritual alchemist, perhaps the biggest difference in the choices he makes when facing injustice compared to farmers, businessmen, and ordinary people in the world is...

I know.

I act.

I can!

Fighting an entire world with one's own strength is a myth that cannot happen in the secular world.

But in the spirit refining world, there are indeed people who can do it, and single-handedly defeat an entire era.

For example...the Eight Masters!

Xu Xiaoshou's heart was pounding and his blood was boiling.

He suddenly understood Bazunzhen's intention.

Perhaps the three-line innate, three-year swordsman eight masters really have the power to challenge an entire dynasty.

But in the end he was suppressed by the "Empire".

However, the genius who has crushed an entire era is still a genius.

As long as he doesn't die, as long as he still wants to fight, he can always make a comeback and make a comeback.

Therefore, in the Void Island, there is a legend that "the black and white veins are all respected by me".

So after the mainland had been dormant for forty or fifty years, there were rumors that the Holy Slave had resurrected and that the Eighth Sword Immortal had returned to the world.

This time, I understand who the real opponent is.

The Eight Masters know that what they want to fight is no longer limited to one dynasty.

All his plans are for the real mastermind behind the dynasty called "Empire"!

"I see……"

Xu Xiaoshou said again, his eyes shining brightly.

He understood the position of the Holy Slave, and also understood the ultimate significance of joining the Holy Slave as a pawn and staying here.

Even a genius like Ba Zunzhen needs to sink for decades for some reason.

How could he, Xu Xiaoshou, a mere grandmaster, use months, years, or even just ten years of effort to subvert the nearly perfect rules that had been preserved for thousands of years?

However, there is no need to settle anymore.

There are too many people doing things like "hibernation" and it's done.

Saint Slave, Xuyue Gray Palace...

In other words, all the forces that do not belong to the lineage of the Holy Temple!

Whether war has been declared or war has not been declared, these...

It’s none of my business!

Before becoming a chess player who can control these things, the only thing I have to do is really just do my part to stir things up, make the situation more chaotic, and then take advantage of the chaos to develop.

Finally, before everyone could react.

Transform your body and skyrocket for nine days!

"Old man, I seem to understand what you mean and what you mean..."

Xu Xiaoshou thought of Mr. Sang.

Every time he thought of Sang Lao, he had a new interpretation of Sang Lao's "cage theory".

What kind of experience does it take for a person to come up with the cage theory that "the surface of the lake is the sky, and there is a sky outside the sky"?

It takes a person who has received such a blow to say such a sentence to his disciple that may seem out of place, but is actually full of philosophy of life...

"Before you have absolute strength, be serious and make a good chess piece!"

Across the tea table, Mei Si suddenly stood up.

"It seems you understand something..."

He took a deep look at Xu Xiaoshou, not caring what thoughts his words made him have.

Maybe give up.

Maybe more insistent.

But no matter what, these have nothing to do with him.

Meisi turned around and walked around, came to the window, looked at the Void Island by the moonlight, and murmured softly: "I'm leaving..."

Xu Xiaoshou quickly stood up.

During the conversation tonight, he was actually the one asking.

But at the beginning, it was Mr. Si Ren who came to the door himself.

So, the old gentleman came here specifically to answer all the doubts he had accumulated along the way, and finally, came to say goodbye?

"Where to go?"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't think Mr. Siren wanted to go back to the training room to sleep.

Rao Yaoyao has already set his sights on Mr. Siren. Even if he is persuaded to retreat, for the sake of the stability of the first floor of the sky, Mr. Siren will not stay any longer.

"Go to the next stop, find the next person, and chase another possibility that can shake my mind." Mei Si turned around, gentle and smiling.

"What possibility?" Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

"Maybe it's You Tu, maybe it's the Eight Masters, maybe it's you, maybe it's you..." Mei Siren said, and his figure suddenly became transparent and dim.

It wasn't until his whole body was shattered into spots of light that dispersed in the wind that Xu Xiaoshou realized what the old swordsman meant by what he said.

"You don't believe me, you're still looking for..."

He sat back on the tea table with some depression, poured himself a cup of tea, and carried it to the window sill, arriving at the position where Mei Siren was standing before disappearing.

He also looked at Void Island, looking across, but seemed to see the Guizhe Holy Mountain in the middle region.

"Actually, there's no need to look for it anymore..."

"The Eight Masters will fail once, but I, Xu Xiaoshou, can't."
Chapter completed!