book of troubled times

Chapter 887 The Third Card
Ye Wuming's body is integrated with the Heavenly Book, but she can enter and exit the Heavenly Book at will, traveling through all realms. Assuming that she has a physical body, isn't that the state of Ling Ruoyu at this moment?
It’s just that Ye Wuming can’t possibly not bring clothes. Ling Ruoyu can also bring them, but her level is not good enough.

When they returned to the underground, the three members of the Four Symbols Sect surrounded Ling Ruoyu, sitting cross-legged with their chins in their hands, their eyes sparkling.

The girl sat there holding her clothes, looking like a poor kid who had just been raped by a group of old women.

"How is it?" Zhao Changhe asked hurriedly: "Are there any test results?"

"At present, we can only say that there is a sense that one dimension excludes the objects of another dimension. Whether this is true or not still needs to be verified." Sanniang said: "If this is the case, Ruoyu can bring things into it through training. After all, she is the master of that dimension, and the settings are defined by herself."

Huangfu Qing added: "Based on your previous control over the galaxy, it might be possible to define it from the perspective of a master."

After each of them spoke, they all stopped talking.

According to this understanding, it is a vivid another version of the relationship between Tiandao and Jiuyou.

Zhao Changhe's gaze fell on the Galaxy Sword, then circled around the Dragon Bird, wondering in his heart how he would feel if they no longer paid attention to him and wanted to be independent.
For themselves, it may feel a bit like a daughter getting married, which is not pleasant, but not unacceptable. But for others, they are not thinking of this kind of emotional father and daughter or partners, but of masters and slaves, so they cannot accept the slaves' separation. It is completely conceivable that they will try to suppress them and make them obey their own use again.

The slight difference is that the Heavenly Book might have originally been a magic weapon of the Heavenly Dao, but Jiuyou Qi Ling should have never recognized its master after its birth. The Heavenly Dao tried to make her recognize its master but failed, which led to a series of subsequent operations by the Heavenly Dao.

If you look at it this way… the Heavenly Book is a very high level magic weapon, and it is not willing to recognize an ordinary master, just like when I first got the Dragon Bird. At that time, the Dragon Bird was only slightly spiritual, and had not yet formed the current twin-tailed female ghost. At that time, I was recognized by it only because of the Six Combinations Divine Art, and I could only use its material to swing the knife myself. Later, the Dragon Bird awakened its spirit, and at that time, if the female ghost did not recognize me, it might run away.

Then he pinned it down and beat it up, forcibly peeling off one of the twins and using it to customize the sword spirit, which is the relationship between Tiandao and the Ye sisters.

From this point of view, Tiandao may really need the Book of Heaven, just like he needs the Dragon Bird. Zhao Changhe felt that he could still fight without Xinghe and the Dragon Soul Bow, but he was afraid that he would not be able to fight without the Dragon Bird. If he really ran away, he would have to coax the stinky little ghost back even if he had to kneel down to coax her.

Is the unremitting efforts of the Way of Heaven based on this? There may be some other reasons, but this meaning should be a very important one.

Then again, after the magic weapon was awakened, it didn't recognize its master... There was only one possibility, that the two were not compatible in nature and temperament. In other words, the Heavenly Book was not originally made by the Heavenly Dao, it could only have been obtained by accident. If it was made according to one's own requirements, it would not be inconsistent.

Since someone could accidentally obtain the Heavenly Book Magical Treasure, it means that there are more other magic weapons that can be obtained in other realms. Traveling freely in all the heavens and worlds, that is Zhao Changhe's ultimate dream.

Maybe it was also Ye Wuming’s dream.

Ye Wuming defined the Galaxy Sword Blank as the night sky, and not according to the definition of this world, but the void of the universe. Therefore, in the last era, Ye Wuming himself was not able to complete the creation, until this era, when he was able to understand the universe and completed the creation, Galaxy was born. Galaxy's innate ability to travel through space and break boundaries came from this.

Not to mention whether she can break through the boundary, maybe Xinghe's current ability is still a little lacking, but there will be no problem for her to reach the Night Palace.

A group of people watched Zhao Changhe pondering, thinking that he was struggling with whether to redefine the galaxy. Ling Ruoyu finally spoke timidly: "If Master wants to help define the galaxy, I can do it."

It's nothing more than recognizing the master again, it's not like you haven't recognized him before.

Zhao Changhe came back to his senses and said with a smile: "No need, Xinghe is Xinghe's Xinghe."

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

The jingle is your jingle.

Zhao Changhe said: "I will continue to evade for a while. If Yu enters the sword, I will turn around and sense it."

After saying that, he left again. When he came back, Ling Ruoyu was gone again, leaving only the galaxy hanging in the sky.

Zhao Changhe sat cross-legged in front of him and stroked it gently with his hand.

Everyone from the Four Elephants Sect: "..."

Ling Ruoyu in the sword: "..."

It was a normal sword-stroking action, but now it looked weird. I don't know if Ruoyu had any special feelings when he touched the sword...

In fact, Ling Ruoyu didn't feel anything, but the psychological feeling was too strange, and she always felt that she was being touched. It was really strange. When she was also a sword spirit, she didn't have this kind of psychological feeling when her master touched the sword... I will ask Queque later, what does she think...

Zhao Changhe himself hadn't thought about all this at all. What he wanted to do at this moment was to go to the Night Palace. Yes, he wanted to go there secretly by himself.

When I discussed the Heavenly Dao with Chi Chi before, I felt that I couldn't delay any longer. I had to meet with the blind man as soon as possible to exchange some information and opinions. If I delay any longer, I don't know what new changes will happen. In fact, if Ruoyu was willing to return to the sword spirit before, Zhao Changhe could find the Night Palace with the galaxy in his hand. But since Ling Ruoyu has become independent, she can't do this for a while. Now that the little girl has accidentally returned to the sword, we can start.

But in this way, I can only go alone and cannot lead a group of people to fight.

As for danger, there is no danger except that the custody rights may be taken away.

Everyone has always used Ye Wuming as an imaginary enemy, but if you think about it carefully, you still don't know what reason Ye Wuming has to kill Zhao Changhe, and he has to bear the consequences of the Three Realms War. If you have to find a reason, it is that he doesn't want to be picked up, does it count?
Zhao Changhe knew that Ye Wuming was not that shallow.

His mind gradually focused, tracing the cause and effect from the Galaxy Sword. Gradually, time and space began to move, and the river flowed backwards.

In the misty clouds, the ancient Xuanwu traveled through mountains and rivers and returned to the Night Palace: "Your Majesty, the materials needed for the Galaxy Sword are basically complete, and there are still some things like Night Quicksand that need to be explored."

Ye Wuming took the materials and remained silent for a long time.

Xuanwu asked curiously, "Your Majesty?"

"My intention is not yet complete, but time is running out. I am not worthy of Xinghe..." Ye Wuming sighed softly, "I can only prepare a sword blank for the future."

As he spoke, fire rose in his hand.

He actually used his hands as a furnace to forge the sword.

Watching the material melt and gradually turn into a sword, Xuanwu was quite impressed and reminded: "Your Majesty, Ye Liusha..."

"The night is like flowing water, and space is like sand." Ye Wuming whispered, "This is what is needed to awaken the spirit in the end, but without my intention, the sword cannot be forged. Let's keep it. No matter whether it is reincarnation or something else in the future, I will be the only one who can forge it, so that it won't be given away to others in vain."

Xuanwu said: "What do you need me to do?"

"Take the sword blank with you and place it together with my token and the Mountain and River Atlas. You will rely on it to find Ye Liusha in the future." Ye Wuming seemed to have calculated for a while, and added with a strange look: "If the sky collapse comes and needs protection, then set up a simpler shielding formation, not too difficult. As for the location, it's up to you. I am the only one who can do this."

Xuanwu was stunned: "Why is this?"

"If there is another era, it will be the era of humanity, and I'm afraid the general strength is low. By then, you may only be at the level of Xuanguan, so don't make things difficult for yourself..."

Xuanwu agreed and watched the sword blank solidify into shape.

There was a slight tremor in time and space. Ye Wuming frowned and looked back, and the picture suddenly shattered like glass.

In the same place today, a whole era later.

The entire galaxy suddenly appeared in the void. Ye Wuming, who was somewhere else at the moment, suddenly sensed something and flashed over.

At first glance, I saw the man holding the Milky Way, standing where Xuanwu once stood, looking back.

Ye Wuming suddenly stopped and looked at each other quietly.

Zhao Changhe looked at her bright and peaceful eyes for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "Such beautiful eyes, I have had them for three years, I feel like it's a waste of talent."

In the underground sky, the three members of the Four Symbols Sect stared at the empty altar in amazement. Xia Chichi was furious: "I just told him that we should die together, but he turned around and did what he wanted! Did he really think Ye Wuming wouldn't kill him?"

Ye Wuming also said: "Do you really think I won't kill you?"

Zhao Changhe said sincerely: "The child cannot live without a father."

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

Ye Wuming: "..." Zhao Changhe said: "Actually, you have been waiting for me to come find you. You have been waiting for several days."

Ye Wuming said calmly: "You don't know what you are talking about, but you think you are right."

"These two words... seem to be returned to you." Zhao Changhe's face also straightened: "At least I have been trying to communicate with you, and what have you done that is not self-righteous?"

Ye Wuming turned his head and said, "What is there to discuss? Didn't the matter end up being resolved perfectly?"

"Suicide is also called perfection. What misunderstanding do you have about perfection?" Zhao Changhe sneered, "Suicide is fine. After all, you are arranging your own life. Others have no right to ask. I want to ask you, you arranged the future of others, hid Jiuyou, killed Piaomiao, and made Lao Xia and I leave our hometown. Have you asked ourselves? Is it the will of heaven that is endless, and all living beings are chess pieces? What is the difference between you and the heaven you are rebelling against?"

Ye Wuming said calmly: "Perhaps there is no difference. If there is a difference, it may be that I did not intend to live and repay with my life. When a person dies, the debt is settled. What is there to be angry about?"

"So this means killing that witch?"

"If you follow my plan, I will die, and you will control the Three Realms for the Emperor of Heaven. If I give you a certain amount of time, you will naturally be able to cultivate to the point of breaking through the realms, and then you can go back. From the beginning to the end, I have not lied to you."

"Of course you're lying to me."

"Oh?" Ye Wuming didn't respond: "What did I lie to you about?"

Zhao Changhe said word by word: "I drew the Night Emperor card myself, you didn't give it to me. It is my own destiny line."

"Is there a difference? Wasn't the status of Night Emperor given to you step by step? The entire Four Symbols Sect was given to you all at once, what else are you not satisfied with?"

"But what did I draw? Was it the identity of the Night Emperor, or the Night Emperor himself?"

Ye Wuming: “?”

Zhao Changhe suddenly took a step forward: "You are seeking death. Is it a pre-determined strategy, or do you not want to end up in my hands?"

Ye Wuming's eyes turned fierce: "I think you are looking for death."

"You can't kill me." Zhao Changhe slowly drew out the Dragon Bird and pointed the knife: "You haven't broken through the limit of the Imperial Realm at all, and you can only take half a step... So you haven't opened up an absolute level with me, and these days are just bluffing."

Ye Wuming looked at his knife and suddenly smiled: "Why do you think I haven't made a breakthrough? Based on the fight in the sky above Tiger Hill?"

"Of course, even if I can surpass anyone's level, I don't think I can surpass your level. If you are at a level above the Imperial Realm, I couldn't have taken your two palms in the Tiger Hill battle. This is just one of my judgments." Zhao Changhe said calmly: "There is another point. Tiandao still wants to break in. It's not that he is crazy... but because he knows that he still has a chance of winning now. If he gives you some time and you really break through, he will have no chance at all, so he is anxious. This can explain everything."

Ye Wuming sighed: "Zhao Changhe, if you weren't so smart, you might be cuter."

"Because you want a chess piece, not a husband?"

"..." Ye Wuming really didn't want to talk about these ambiguous words with him, and said coldly: "So you pointed your sword at me, meaning you want to fight me?"

"That's right." Zhao Changhe said coldly: "I am officially telling you that the chess piece you are fiddling with is now on an equal footing with you. In terms of power, it is already stronger than you. If you are still unwilling to face this fact, then I will make you face it now."

Ye Wuming squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long while, then slowly said, "Then let me see."

As he spoke, a pair of delicate hands suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Changhe's face, as if they were going to slap him.

Zhao Changhe flipped his long sword and slashed towards Ye Wuming's neck.

Ye Wuming suddenly felt that time and space stopped, and he was unable to make any movement as the dragon bird was already at his neck.

——Since Ye Jiuyou would be controlled for a moment when he suddenly encountered this kind of time stop, Ye Wuming should also be affected.

But although Ye Wuming was hit, Zhao Changhe's sword did not have any effect and he was also frozen in time. The two of them were like petrified, stuck face to face for a moment, then quickly separated and retreated.

At the moment of retreating, Zhao Changhe paused, then leaped back like a tiger, raising his sword and slashing angrily.

Ye Wuming stretched out his hand quickly and slapped the side of the knife.

"Bang!" An unparalleled terrifying energy burst out at the point where the two sides collided. Zhao Changhe fell back with a little blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Wuming was unaffected, and continued to fly forward, patting his chest with her jade hand: "Is this what you said, the same level as me?"

Zhao Changhe smiled as he stepped back: "Of course."

Being able to take a move and just retreat instead of collapsing directly was already a sign of a bright health bar, and this was the same level. It was just that the power gap between people at the same level was so big that if they couldn't beat them alone, ganging up on them was no problem.

To be frank, Ye Wuming is just trying to maintain his reputation as your guide and it is impossible for him to admit that we are equal.

But at this moment, Zhao Changhe had no intention of beating them up. As he spoke, his figure disappeared in a flash. Ye Wuming slapped the air with his palm, and the sword light behind him slashed towards his back like a tidal wave.

But this sword seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and endless dimensions, and no matter how it was struck, it could not reach Ye Wuming.

Ye Wuming turned around leisurely and pointed a finger at the tip of the knife.

"Bang!" The energy exploded again, Ye Wuming swayed slightly, and then went behind Zhao Changhe.

The dream at that time came to the minds of both of them. The little witch holding a dagger played with the strong man with a broadsword, stabbed him in the back, and flew away, leaving only the fragrant wind.

At that time, it could be said that Zhao Changhe was "killed" by her countless times, and the pain was extremely real every time.

With a flash of thought, Zhao Changhe turned around and slashed at Ye Wuming's side. He gently retracted his finger and touched the side of the knife again. Zhao Changhe spat out another mouthful of blood and stepped back a few steps.

Zhao Changhe slightly arched his body, as if he was going to continue to spring up, a very standard starting posture of "All Gods and Buddhas Disperse".

Ye Wuming raised his hand.

In any case, after three moves, he was at a disadvantage. If he wanted to prove a level, he would have already proved it.

Now I just want this stinky man to know who is the boss.

“Swoosh!” A black shadow flashed by, and the Milky Way hung between the two of them. A girl’s voice came from the sword: “Dad and Mom, stop hitting me…”

All the murderous intent that Ye Wuming had gathered dissipated completely, and his half-open mouth looked as if a rotten duck egg was stuffed in it.

The fighting spirit in Zhao Changhe's eyes gradually faded, and he suddenly smiled: "Although I can't beat you... I am honored to stand in front of you as a challenger. It took... thirty-three years."

The night was nameless and silent.

Although no one used any earth-shattering skills and it was just an ordinary game... but it already contained a lot of extremely mysterious laws, time and space, reality and illusion, and the truth was revealed in a sudden and dramatic move.

When I entered the dream, it was like a game. No one could have imagined that there would be such a day. The young boy pointed his sword at me, and the challenge and conquest in his eyes were not concealed at all.

Zhao Changhe said: "Can we talk openly now? Whether it's about the school district housing for the children or everything related to the Heavenly Dao."

Ye Wuming was silent for a moment, and finally turned and walked towards a corridor: "Since we are talking about business, how can we not have wine? Come with me."

Zhao Changhe put away his knife and followed him. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said word by word: "Ye Wuming... One day, I will put the Dragon Bird on your neck."

Ye Wuming kept walking and responded calmly: "I'll wait."

(End of this chapter)