The puppets' stage play

Chapter 352 Old and New

A line of blood mixed with black light flashed across the face of the shocked person in front of him. As his vision became dim, his body turned into fine dust in the air.

"3784." He said a number casually and then threw it behind him.

Jiang Liu casually walked aside, leaned back, raised his head slightly, stared at the looming sky through the green leaves, and then opened his lips slightly.

"It's been 28 days..." The voice turned gloomy inadvertently, and even Jiang Liu, who thought he had always been broad-minded, couldn't help but sigh heavily.

And to this day, he still hasn't broken through. What's even more troublesome is... Jiang Liu's dark eyes showed a hint of confusion.

"What does it mean to break through?"

Fighting against the overlord among the star beasts, leading to sublimation in the hot and passionate emotions - failure.

Instead of treating the injury, he imprisoned his body, relying only on his own will, drifting alone in the starry sky, trying to transform his will - failure.

Empty your mind, try to recall your past cultivation experiences, start from the basics, and look for the original touch - failure.

The Five Hells, the Critical Sea, the Valley of Silence, the Leiting Gate, the Land of Darkness...

He was convinced that his footprints had spread all over the universe, but the results were still not optimistic.

No matter how much effort I put in, I still can't touch that realm. Every time I have the idea of ​​getting closer, I am shocked to find that I am still so far away from the end.

For a moment, he was so frustrated that he really wanted to turn around and go back and be a happy family man. However, when he turned around, his fingers couldn't help but touch a touch of cold breath.

He lowered his head and looked at the whitish manual he held tightly in his hand, with a complicated look on his face.

"Grandpa, do I really not have that talent..."

He whispered, his eyes closing immediately.

Memories come in waves.

At that time, my young self was exercising every day, but he did not feel lonely because there was a bigger "voice".

That was an old man who was extremely harsh on himself when he was still alive. According to that person, he seemed to have no merit at all. He was afraid of pain, arrogant, and stupid. He was simply the most humble existence in the world.

Therefore, he thought, he must deeply hate that person.

However, that day, when he returned home, he did not see that familiar figure. He only learned about the other party's death from the bewildered 'father'. At that moment, a sense of pleasure and loss rose in his heart at the same time.

It turns out that people are really mortal, even the old man is no exception.

His body couldn't help but tremble. What would happen if one day he died too?

He was in a daze and thought about what he should do every day after that. Especially when he heard the news that the other party's body was gone, his mood became more and more depressed. How could he not become like that? !

Soon, he found the answer.

Just become strong.

So, he started working hard, abandoning the slackness of the past, leaving his indulgence in pleasure behind yesterday, and began arduous exercise. This time, no one was by his side, but he no longer needed that kind of thing.

As for the father?

It's a pity that that person has become his past self. After all, compared to the 'incompetent' guy like himself, that person is even more incorrigible, a guy who can only be fierce and evil, and follow the crowd.

Training day after day, with the scolding words still ringing in his ears from time to time, he gradually gained a reputation in the neighborhood.

And after defeating the young hero who challenged him one day, his fame suddenly rose to a higher level, and everyone believed that he would definitely become a strong man in the Federation in the future.

After feeling a little complacent in his heart, he calmed down again and devoted himself to more strenuous training.

However, compared with the rapid progress in the past, he was shocked to find that he seemed to be the same as before...at least two or three points better than his past self.

He turned around and continued to study the tattered manual in his hand. It was the only thing that guy gave him, recording the specific methods of practice and recuperation.

Of course, he could be said to have a clear understanding of what was recorded in the manual, but he still browsed it tirelessly.

This was not in vain. In the past, when he encountered problems in cultivation, he thought hard about it, but still couldn't find a solution. Feeling irritated, he picked up the manual he had always kept at hand. It was just to organize his thoughts, but he found it in it. Found the answer.

He closed the manual with a look of realization on his face. It turned out that he had only memorized the words, but did not understand the deeper meaning.

It is precisely through this manual that he can continue to become stronger without anyone teaching him.

Now, he was just trying to solve the problem based on his past experience. However, at that moment, a shadow emerged in his heart, and an indescribable anxiety spread in his heart.

He forced it down.

Browsing through it word by word, from front to back, from day to night, he was still flipping through it, but his brows became more and more frowned. Finally, he closed the manual and his expression became ugly.

He didn't find the answer.

"I've become stronger too." He sighed, but the bitterness in his eyes became more and more obvious. This was not what he wanted to see.

Although his family was once a meritorious queen, they did not achieve much development after the establishment of the Federation. Only the old man worked in the military, and the military only regarded the old man as one of its own.

As for his father who had nothing to do all day long, he was not taken seriously by others, not to mention the humble himself. If he wanted to be trained by the military, it was a pity that they were not qualified at that time.

Later, when faced with someone from the military who came to recruit him, he pretended to be indifferent and rejected him. At that time, he was only thinking about becoming stronger alone and then directly relying on his strength to become the commander of the army.

The visitor smiled and didn't say much. However, since then, even now that his reputation is widely known, the military department has not come to visit him again.

What a mistake. He gritted his teeth and felt unwilling to do so. He was still too naive.

After that, his cultivation was stagnant, and he also ushered in challengers one after another due to his increase in fame. He temporarily put aside his worries and faced the challengers.

At the beginning, through his grasp of the realm and some ingenious means, he achieved great success. He was once complacent. Even if he could not improve his cultivation, he could still suppress his peers.

Under the inexplicable pride, he pretended to be reserved and started communicating with the young talents of his generation. Although he still felt uneasy somewhere in his heart, at the same time, he was also thinking that he could not be sure of his excellence. Performance can attract the attention of some big shots.

It was much better than joining the military and accepting any tasks. With this vague mentality, he became more and more convinced that what he did was right.

As long as this continues...

Clap clap clap.

it hurts!

Boom, boom, boom.

why?

Peng!

His body fell to the ground and he could only stare blankly ahead. The pain from everywhere in his body told him what reality was.

"Bah, you are so weak. What a waste of time. What a swordsman. There is no one in the South District."

Selecting several young heroes, people from the plateau who came from afar, He Xu looked at this side with disappointment in his eyes, then he shook his head and left here.

Failed, he could only watch the other party leave. Faced with the pointing voices around him, he closed his eyes speechlessly.

What am I doing?

Late at night, he woke up in the bedroom. His body was still a little weak and he rolled out of bed. After a fall, he ignored the pain and ran frantically to the bookcase in the corner.

With bloodshot eyes, he rummaged around and threw away the useless things in his hands. Finally, in a remote corner, he found the dusty manual.

He held it up like a treasure, opened it eagerly, and started reading again.

["In order to fight, first guard your heart. If your heart is not stable, the road will be unstable."]

There seemed to be a teaching voice ringing in my ears.

["There are thousands of ways to become stronger, but they are all the same. There is only one thing in common."]

Those were the old man's sincere words when he was first taught. At this moment, they echoed in his heart again.

"Believe in yourself." He whispered and slowly opened his eyes.

The surrounding environment became silent, and the sound of rustling leaves and the secretly encouraging breeze that could be heard before were reduced to silence at this moment.

After a long absence, he set foot on this federal land again. At this moment, under his gaze, it seemed more and more unfamiliar.

A frivolous smile appeared on his face again, and he stretched himself, looking particularly lazy.

"I'm not such a fragile guy. Compared to some guys who are born extraordinary and have never failed, I have experienced countless failures and setbacks. If I regretted every failure, I still wouldn't be here. .”

As if talking to himself, Jiang Liu spoke calmly.

"————————" There was no response, and the surrounding scene became increasingly blurry, with rustling sounds like leaves swaying, and the sound of a wind chime becoming louder in an instant.

The air became dull, and a layer of ambiguous black mist appeared in the distant sky.

Stab, cracks flashed through the air, and a dangerous and evil aura overflowed from them, just like the breath exhaled by some unknown entity.

Looking at everything in front of him, Jiang Liu had no doubts in his eyes, and the expression on his face looked extremely happy.

"So, let's hear your terms first." There was a smile in his eyes, as if he was joking casually.

【Do you crave power? 】

It was disorderly, confused, full of heterogeneity, and evil voices whispered.

"Well, it said that, what should I do?" Jiang Liu chuckled and looked at a figure that suddenly appeared to the side.

It was a man in military uniform with a resolute expression on his face. Facing Jiang Liu's gaze, he took a step back and closed his eyes quietly.

Jiang Liu raised his eyebrows, and he understood what the other party meant, which was to let him make the decision.

"You're really naughty at times like this, old man. You were so tough back then." Jiang Liu grinned, his expression looking extremely calm.

Jiang Nian looked at his grandson intently. His originally serious face couldn't help but relax, and a smile appeared in his eyes. He stepped back, and his figure gradually became invisible, with only his silent lips trembling.

Jiang Liu recognized that mouth shape, his expression became serious, he lowered his head and bowed to the other party solemnly.

"I'll do it."

That mouth shape is: I believe in you.

"So, what about you, what do you think?"

After a while, Jiang Liu raised his head and looked at another figure walking out of the wind.

It was a figure wearing dark armor, with a somewhat indifferent expression, and thick blood rolling around his body.

"...I have no right to interfere with your decision." 'Jiang Nian' shook his head and said coldly.

"It's really strange. I have always regarded you as my biological grandfather." Jiang Liu smiled, his eyes narrowing into slits.

"...That is compensation for Jiang Nian and has nothing to do with you." 'Jiang Nian' was silent for a moment and whispered.

"It would be nice if we could see... again, that's what I think." Jiang Liu raised his head, as if he felt a little dazzled, he closed his eyelids, and those extremely sincere words echoed around him.

"If I had been there at that time, if I had become strong at that time, if -" Jiang Liu murmured, as if talking in his sleep.

"There are no ifs. It's my own decision and it has nothing to do with you." 'Jiang Nian''s attitude is still indifferent, like a snow-capped mountain that has not changed through the ages. It seems that he has not been moved by the other party's words at all.

"Grandpa." Jiang Liu opened his eyes and looked straight ahead, his eyes slightly red. His face twitched, the tip of his nose twitched, and he revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Then, he lowered his head deeply, and his usually proud waist almost bent into an angle.

"Sorry, Grandpa, I'm useless."

"..." 'Jiang Nian''s expression froze for a moment, his lips trembled and a dazed expression appeared on his face.

"Obviously I have long understood what it feels like to be powerless, but I still slacked off. I could have worked harder, but I still forgot. However, from now on, I will not do that again."

That was a voice filled with determination, and 'Jiang Nian' realized that.

"This is the final goodbye."

Jiang Liu raised his head, his face almost covered with white tears. Then, he grinned and raised his right hand to wipe away the tears, revealing his extremely determined eyes.

"I have come to my senses. Then I will never stop. Please look at me. Your grandson is by no means incompetent. On the contrary, I will stand at the top of this federation."

Jiang Liu turned around with a decisive look, ignoring the bewitching power and the dazed figure behind him. He strode forward, the invisible road expanding from under his feet.

The figure gradually became ethereal and distant.

"If there is a protagonist in this world, it must be me."

A thick announcement came from the front, a voice mixed with pride and pride.

'Jiang Nian' suddenly smiled, so cheerfully that waves burst out of the corners of his eyes. He clenched his fists and waved forward fiercely.

"Go and crush the prejudices of the world, my grandson."

[Hmm...it's interesting, although I don't understand it very well. 】

The evil voice said in a complicated tone. 'Jiang Nian''s eyes showed pride. He glanced at a long and narrow crack that appeared beside him, and his body gradually became thinner.

"Of course you don't understand."

[Then I’ll wait and see, man. 】

The two disappeared at the same time, and in the Federation at this moment, a news spread among the people, and people rushed to report it with joy.

At the same time, the Federation also issued a formal announcement.

"Yesterday, the military headquarters Jiangliu officially reached the top. Now, it has gone to the frontline battlefield. Victory is just around the corner."

With a bang, the iron door slowly opened, and the woman with her eyes covered slowly walked out.

"It's been a long time, senior, I've been waiting for a long time."

"You may not know that a lot of things happened during the time you were imprisoned."

Today, there is only one idol left, Saint Feste, looking at the other party with a smile.

"...I know, my information is not that closed, isn't it, junior."

The woman put down her hands and looked at the visitor with a calm expression, her peach-colored hair fluttering lightly behind her head.

Yan Shaoyao, the old saint who is now demoted as a sinner, said softly.

Feist's eyes became dark, and he just smiled slightly and stood together with the other party.

"Let's go, Sister Kira asked me to pick you up." She turned her head and said pointedly, with a vague smile on her face.

"..." Yan Shaoyao nodded and left with the other party.

While moving, she raised her head and glanced at the sky. The scene was still the same.

Clatter. Clatter.

The wave of the new era seemed to be whispering in her ears, telling her a certain truth.

Everything is different.

She smiled, and her eyes were gradually covered with crazy color, but there was still a trace of white deep in her eyes.

At least, she won't change.