【Taking stock of the ten most difficult ideas in Internet articles】

【Number six: I am Zhang Ziliang of the human race. Gentlemen, listen to the dragon’s roar! From the ghost world】

【Zhang Ziliang: Head of the Tianzhu Logistics Department, human race think tank, flesh and blood, unscrupulous at all means before achieving the goal, ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to himself. 】

Ghost World

"......Ziliang?"

"Fatty!"

"We are living very well now, I don’t know......How are you doing now?"

Wang Ye lowered his head.

It wasn't because there was something on the ground.

It was because he really couldn't bear it. He couldn't bear to look at that curtain.

Look at Zhang Ziliang of the team that day.

Look at the comrades who had fought side by side.

They died in front of him again.

Tears poured down..As the picture appeared, a middle-aged fat man who looked a little wretched appeared in the sky.

【He is a person who has been nailed to the pillar of shame by all the new era humans, but he is the last spark of the old era humans.】

【He doesn’t believe in people, ghosts, gods, Buddha, Tao, and he doesn’t even believe in himself.】

【He maintains the greatest doubt about everything,】

【because he understands】

【Only in this way can we survive in the cracks between the heaven that claims to be a god and the spiritual mountain that claims to be a Buddha.】

【For the sake of the human race, he plots everything, plots the protagonist, plots the underworld, plots heaven, plots Buddhism, plots compatriots, even after his own death, he is always plotting everything】

【Thirty-eight thousand, five hundred and two lonely graves, what would he give in return?】

【He is the last wise man in the human race and the last cruel one. 】

Watch the characters appear on the screen.

Look at Tianmu’s 883 introduction to Zhang Ziliang.

Countless creatures showed curious expressions.

Because it is difficult for people to put cruelty and flesh and blood together.

A cruel person.

Usually a ruthless person.

How does this Zhang Ziliang manage to be both cruel and flesh-and-blood?

Xiao Yan:"I am familiar with being nailed to the pillar of shame! I have been nailed for three years."

Fang Yuan:"After waiting for a long time, I finally got another wise man!"

Wang Lin:"Thirty-eight thousand and five thousand One hundred and two solitary graves are more demons than demons."

Jade Emperor:"What does it mean to be a heaven that claims to be a god? We are gods to begin with, okay."

Buddha:"Come to Lingshan and have a look. Which one in Lingshan is not a Buddha? ?" at the same time.

All the beings in the world were very energetic.

Want to see how this conflicted Zhang Ziliang handles the situation?

The narration on the marquee continues.

The human race, in this era where ghosts are everywhere, will always be the weak side.

In order to allow the human race to continue, Tianzhu planned too much, and even actively arranged for ghosts to kill people, just to increase the number of people who survived the eternal night.

Human nature is never a trustworthy factor in disasters.

But there are still countless lovely people who sacrifice their lives for the human race, just for the slightest chance of continuation.

For example, Zhang Ziliang.

Lingshan, heaven is coming.

As the weaker side of the human race, facing the powerful Lingshan and Heavenly Court, almost no one is willing to stand up.

But Zhang Ziliang, who is the logistics director of Tianzhu, stood up.

His dream was to be a painter.

As a wise man from the Heavenly Group, he usually looks mean, but he can always figure out Wang Ye's urine.

Ask Wang Ye, who is fastidious, to give some treasures to strengthen the heavenly group.

He is just a wretched middle-aged uncle now.

They look no different from ordinary people.

But he stood up.

He didn't back down because of his opponent's strength.

Because he knows.

The human race has no way out.

At this time, Zhang Ziliang's figure appeared on the sky again

"Why has no one ever looked at the Tian group?"

Suddenly, there was a sigh from behind Zhao Hai.

Zhang Ziliang's hands trembled slightly, and he stood up slowly on the wheelchair, like a dying old man. With a little loneliness, he laughed at himself and said slowly.

He then set his eyes on the sky, Looking directly at the Immortal Emperor, Maitreya.

Maitreya frowned slightly, recalling the information about Tianzhu in his mind.

"Zhang Ziliang?…"

"Go back ten meters."

Maitreya's voice was a little wary.

The three old monks were a little confused. They were just old men with no energy fluctuations in their bodies. As for letting the three Buddhas and more than ten Bodhisattvas retreat collectively? Was

Maitreya too cautious ?

The three of them glanced at each other incomprehensibly, but in the end they didn't speak and retreated silently. The cold eyes of the Immortal Emperor were fixed on Zhang Ziliang, without any emotion.

He was just an ant.

【"Ah…"】

【"It's worth it to scare away Lingshan ten meters with just one sentence."】

【Zhang Ziliang sighed:】

【"All along, no matter whether it is heaven or spiritual mountain, I have a doubt in my heart"】

【"Human race, in your eyes, what exactly is it??"】(To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

【"goods?"】

【"Containers that enhance strength?"】

【"A lamb in a cage, ready to be slaughtered.?"】

【"But...have you ever thought that you...are also human beings?"】

【"When one day, when faced with the roar from the human race, will you feel afraid?"】

Zhang Ziliang's cloudy eyes gradually became brighter, and even his voice became louder.

Angrily scolding the gods who are high in the sky and look down on all living beings!

Maitreya clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddha's name in a low voice without saying anything else.

However, Emperor Changsheng had contempt in his eyes and sneered:

"If there were no gods, humans would be just the lowest creatures, and even survival would be a problem"

"We take care of them and spread the light of heaven on this land, so that they can have faith in their hearts and have the motivation to live."

"If (bjcf) all of these are disrespectful to heaven, isn’t it shameful??"

【"It's really hopeless"】

【Listening to the words of Emperor Changsheng, Zhang Ziliang shook his head helplessly:】

【"They say ants cannot kill gods."】

【"But have you ever really tried to understand the human race??"】

【"What makes the human race strong and depends on survival has never been so-called strength, but the never-extinguishing fire in their hearts."】

【"Passing the torch"】

【"This is the inheritance of the human race and the pride of the human race"】

【"But, you so-called gods, the fire in your heart has been extinguished."】[]

【"I, Zhang Ziliang, have the courage to use my dying body today to give orders on behalf of the human race and eliminate you from the ranks of the human race!"】

【"The young man's sword is not properly worn, and he is already in the world when he goes out. After a thousand sails, I return...still a young man"】

Zhang Ziliang's voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Zhang Ziliang felt the energy in his body that was like a surging river, and it seemed that he had touched some kind of threshold in just a moment.

With deep thought, the next second, human silhouettes appeared behind him.

Three hundred Buddhist soldiers went to death calmly.

One hundred sword keepers.

People who sacrificed their lives for the human race without fear appeared behind Zhang Ziliang at a certain moment as if they were resurrected.

Moreover, they seemed to have their own consciousness, and their eyes looking at Zhang Ziliang were full of anxiety and distress.

In this mountain and river, it seems that there are wisps of invisible mysterious factors gradually gathering, and the source is Zhang Ziliang.

A pure golden sword composed of energy appeared in Zhang Ziliang's hand, and the sword continued to solidify.

Mountains, rivers, and even a name in the ten cities of Tianzhu, ordinary people seemed to feel something at this moment and looked in the direction of Zhang Ziliang.

Even the eyes of these ordinary people had tears flowing out subconsciously, and they didn't know why, but their hearts were filled with sadness.

Streams of energy emerged from every corner of the world, causing Zhang Ziliang's body to float in mid-air. The sword changed from golden to colorful, and finally became transparent.

【"I have a wish, I hope that mankind will be free from worries"】

【"I have a sword to cut off the injustice in the world"】

【"This sword is made of mountains and rivers, and the people's hearts are its blade. Can cut the sky, can split the earth"】

【"This sword establishes the mind for the heaven and the earth, establishes the destiny for the people, inherits the unique knowledge for the saints, and creates peace for all generations."】

【"After this sword is passed, the human race will have no worries"】

【"I am...human race, Zhang Ziliang"】

【"Lords…""Listen to the dragon's roar"】

【At this moment, Zhang Ziliang's eyes were a little free and easy.】

【There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he raised the sword in his hand without any momentum. It just fell lightly, seemingly without any power.】

【But as the sword fell, the mountains and rivers shook, and the people roared】

【Between heaven and earth, there seems to be something called momentum, which rises with the wind】

【This is the unyielding spirit of the human race and the inheritance of fire】

【And as the sword fell, Zhang Ziliang aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.】

【The sword that represents the human race cannot be easily cut by anyone.】

【The sword shadow turned into a five-clawed golden dragon in the void, and let out a dragon roar that resounded throughout the world....】

【Immediately afterwards...】

【This dragon galloped towards the Changsheng Emperor. 】

At this time, Zhang Ziliang once again returned to his waning appearance. He was even older than before, with a stooped waist and a head full of white hair.

After losing his energy, Zhang Ziliang didn't even have the strength to speak again.

That's it...

Zhang Ziliang turned his back to Shangjing and the city he had guarded for three years, as if he wanted to turn around and take another look.

But I don't know what he thought at this moment, and finally gave up the idea.

His breathing gradually became weaker, and even his pupils became a little dilated.

Zhao Hai stood beside Zhang Ziliang silently without disturbing him.

The ray of light in the sky finally dissipated.

This world has returned to darkness again. one cent...

Two points...

The surroundings were eerily quiet until Zhang Ziliang's breathing stopped completely.

From then on...There is no more Zhang Ziliang in the world.

But at this time, the barrage in the sky detonated everything..

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