Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 707 The End Begins

"On the fifth day of the first month of the fourteenth year of Jiaqi, Wang Qi and I will meet in Tianjin, at the most famous fireworks place."

"He treated me to a ridiculous night. It was not until the evening of the next day that we started to talk seriously."

"He is now a well-known upstart in Wuxu, but he always acts alone. I asked him if he had any idea of ​​establishing a new sect, and he told me that he has not yet triggered this task from Ao Hu. I didn't understand what he said."

"I asked him what he would do if all the sequences in this empire were to be cleared one day. He replied that he should have completed the main storyline here, and it was time for him to explore the world outside the empire freely."

"When Wang Qi said this, his face was full of anticipation, as if he couldn't wait to set off."

"I feel like he thinks this world is a dream. I suddenly feel very nervous because this is like a sign of being possessed by the Yellow Millet Ghost. Could it be that even the Lone Martial Order can't resist the erosion of the Yellow Millet Ghost?!"

"Out of concern, I expressed my doubts to him and wanted to help him face reality. But he gave me an unexpected answer."

"Wang Qi said meaningfully that life in this world, no matter what is true or false, is just a game."

“I still don’t quite understand it, but deep down I feel like this is actually pretty good.”

"That night, we started having fun again, and it lasted for three whole days."

"To be honest, I seem to have become rusty in the areas where I used to be best at, so I have to pay attention to this."

"On January 24, the 14th year of Jiaqi, the situation became increasingly tense. I saw too many riots along the way, and the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere. I had a vague feeling that the turmoil was about to end, so I began to prepare to return to Moyuan."

"When I passed through Cangzhou, I happened to meet someone who was not in my conversation plan, Dunzhu."

"He came all the way from the foreign land to hunt down a Dharma King from the old Buddhist order. The other party cooperated with the remaining demon cultivators of the new Taoist order and plundered the people in the foreign land to build his own Buddhist kingdom. How can there be people practicing this method of advancement that has been proven wrong?"

"He asked me to stand aside and wait for him to complete the decree issued by the Ten Directions Bodhisattvas before talking to me slowly. The whole battle process made me sweat profusely. I can only say that these foreign warriors were really ruthless."

"This was my first time talking to someone, and there was a ripped head next to me. This honest and generous man didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Instead, he asked me about my experience in the Japanese area with great interest."

"Akechi Haruhide disguised as the Yellow Millet Ghost, Huang Shirei who was crazy about love, Tokugawa Hiroshi who was shrewd and calculating, and Toyotomi Tonoki who was loyal and willing to die. And that night in Edo, thousands of Jinyiwei forgot about life and death and fought bloody battles."

"When he heard Captain Su was leaving, he suddenly smashed the head next to him with a punch, and filth sprayed all over me. Afterwards, he apologized to me, saying that he felt unfair for his master and couldn't control himself for a moment. Of course I can understand this. Even I still feel blood boiling every time I think of Captain Su."

"After telling me the story of the Japanese district, he also told me what the centurions had done for them in the foreign land. Donzhu's Mandarin was not very fluent, and he spoke haltingly for a long time. Sometimes he even got anxious because he couldn't express himself clearly, and his face turned black and red."

"But he said something that I remember very clearly. He said that since the centurions arrived in the aboriginal land, he had untied the saddles on their backs, tore the ropes around their necks, and gave them swords and guns to resist wolves and cotton clothes to protect them from the wind and frost."

"He said that life in Fandi is now very promising. The fields are full of barley, the mountains are full of flowers, and the wind is filled with the fragrance of butter. He already has a cub, and although he is still very young, no one will treat him as a commodity or a beast of burden anymore. Those dark days are over, and the day has dawned in Fandi."

"In the wilderness, there was no wine to soothe the dust, only a blazing bonfire. The man from the aboriginal land sang to himself, his voice was deep and loud, and it spread to all directions. I closed my eyes and clapped my hands, but in my mind I saw the wind blowing the grass and revealing herds of cattle and sheep."

"I suddenly realized why He Zangjia said that. In the dreams I will build in the future, there should be a story about a warrior holding a knife and breaking into the banquet hall full of Buddhas, smashing the shackles on the slaves, chopping off their heads, using the Buddha's blood to melt the frozen ice, and using the Buddha's flesh to fertilize the barren land."

"After we exchanged stories about the same protagonist, I asked Dunzhu if he was unwilling to give up after finally entering the sequence."

"He doesn't care, because they had nothing before. But he will never loosen his clenched fist and defend his homeland to the death."

"But if we really lose the power of the sequence, what can the backward and poor Fandi rely on to resist? Is the existence of the sequence really meaningless?"

"Is it true that the connection between heaven and earth is cut off?"

"When I was leaving, Dunzhu sang a farewell song for me, but I didn't have the heart to listen carefully."

"It's the last day of January in the fourteenth year of Jiaqi, and it's the eve of the new year. I finally returned to Moyuan smoothly."

"After the four Moxu academies merged, this place is like a prosperous city"

The voice coming from the case stopped abruptly.

"I told Xiaobai at the beginning that it would be a waste of your talent to be a secret agent."

Gui Wangda handed the document back to Lin Jinjiang, who was sitting on a low stool, and said with a smile: "Do a good job. If you really build this dreamland, it will not be easy. But let me make a promise first. When the time comes, you have to give it to me to experience it first, so that I can have a good time."

"Thank you, sir, for your understanding."

Facing this former boss, Lin Jinjiang seemed a little reserved and said with a wry smile, "I thought you would scold me for not doing my job properly."

"How is that possible? Is fighting and killing the only real job? If that were the case, my rusty old mechanical bone would have been torn to pieces long ago, and I would have died somewhere I don't know."

Seeing Lin Jinjiang preparing to put up the documents, Gui Wangda's expression suddenly tensed.

"I don't need to do that, do I? Speaking of stories, I haven't done anything that's worth mentioning. Speaking of the situation, I don't understand it either. Talking nonsense with my mouth open will only make people laugh at me, so I won't embarrass myself."

"You were the leader when the Hundred Households first entered the Japanese area. Who dares to underestimate your importance?"

"Don't flatter me. Don't even mention leading the way for that bastard Li Jun. I was living in fear at the time, fearing that he would turn the entire Inuyama Castle Jinyiwei household upside down."

Ghost King Da waved his hand and said: "If you want to accumulate materials, you still have to find Li Jun, Zou Sijiu, Chen Qisheng and others."

"I want to, too, but no one knows where they are right now." Lin Jinjiang looked helpless.

"You can go find Zhao Qingxia. That kid is now a student of the four great Mo Xu elders. He is the future Mo Xu master. He must know a lot."

"How could they possibly care about a small character like me?"

Lin Jinjiang smiled bitterly and just as he finished speaking, someone pushed the door open and walked in.

"Who's looking for me?"

The man who came was a tall young man, dressed simply, playing with a finger-length pocket sword between his fingers.

It turned out to be Zhao Qingxia, the young master recognized by the entire Mo Academy.

Ghost King Da seemed to be very familiar with Zhao Qingxia. He was not surprised to see him suddenly come to his house. He jokingly said, "Isn't this our little Juzi? How come you have time to hang out with me today?"

"Please don't joke with me. Before leaving Moyuan, Jun Ge specifically told me that you are the only old man he knows besides Zhang Fengyue, so I must take good care of you. So I have to come and see if you need anything. But it seems that I came here by chance this time?"

Zhao Qingxia has shed his former immaturity, and his every move is calm and steady.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be Lin Jinjiang of Zaxu, right?"

Zhao Qingxia bowed and said, "Nice to meet you."

"You know me?"

Lin Jinjiang quickly stood up to return the greeting, looking surprised.

Given Zhao Qingxia's current status in Mo Xu, Lin Jinjiang couldn't help but feel surprised that he knew a small figure like him. "When I was supplying goods to Fan Wujiu and He Zangjia several times, I heard them mention your name."

This was obviously not Zhao Qingxia's first time here. He found a low stool and sat down, saying with a smile, "They have a high opinion of you, saying that you may be the source of the miscellaneous order in the future. I was still curious at the time, but I didn't expect to meet the real owner today."

"You must have heard about Lin Jinjiang's return to Moyuan a long time ago, and you came here specifically to block him, right?"

Gui Wangda saw through Zhao Qingxia's thoughts at a glance, stood up slowly and walked out the door.

"Okay, you young people, chat. I have to take care of this mechanical heart in my stomach. My genes are old and decayed now. I don't know how many days I can live."

"What do you want from me?"

There were only two people left in the yard, and Lin Jinjiang asked in confusion.

"It's no big deal."

Zhao Qingxia pointed to the documents propped up on the ground and said, "I just wanted to talk to you, just like Xie Bian and the others. I wonder if you can leave a place for me in your plan, Brother Lin?"

"Of course."

Lin Jinjiang was overjoyed and quickly began to adjust the screen of the document.

"Come to think of it, you are the first person to come to me for an interview. Can I ask why?"

"The reason is simple, because I might die at any time."

Lin Jinjiang suddenly paused his movements and stared at the screen without daring to look up.

"how can that be"

"this is the truth."

Lin Jinjiang had not expected Zhao Qingxia's pessimism. He then heard him speak in a deep voice: "Now this Mo City seems to be many times more prosperous than the former East Courtyard. New Mo Sequences appear continuously every day. But the Mo Courtyard located underground is now filled with mourning."

"The Huangliang Dreamland has now been occupied by Zhan Shun's ghosts. The Huangliang Will, which has been freed from 40% of its restraints, can accurately identify our identities. If we enter rashly, we will be endlessly hunted down and possessed."

"Many research projects could not be carried out because of this, and many important technical methods had to be abandoned. Moreover, many achievements were constantly stolen by the devil."

Zhao Qingxia said slowly: "The Mo Sequence is now a caged beast. If we can't find a new breakthrough, it will be eaten away sooner or later. The final outcome will be that the Zhu family will be treated like dogs, or we can only wait for Zhang Fengyue to eradicate the sequence and start all over again."

Lin Jinjiang was shocked when he heard this. He never expected that under such prosperity, there was actually a crisis as raging as fire.

"Is there no way to replace Huang Liang's role, or to bypass Zhan Shun's blockade?"

"When Huangliang was built, Mo Xu's family invested all their wealth. Over the years, they have always regarded Huangliang as the foundation for development and survival. The two sides are too deeply entangled. If we want to completely get rid of the dependence, it will not be done overnight."

"As for circumventing the blockade, there are ways to do it. But we dare not try it lightly, because if we are not careful, we will make things easier for others."

Zhao Qingxia smiled slightly: "So it's correct for me to leave some last words for myself in advance, isn't it?"

Lin Jinjiang didn't know how to answer for a moment, and could only silently fiddle with the screen that had clearly been adjusted.

"Where do we start talking?"

Zhao Qingxia straightened his hat and looked solemn and calm.

Suddenly, a loud explosion was heard from a distance.

boom!
The ground was shaking continuously and shouts of fear were heard all around.

"What happened?!"

Lin Jinjiang's face suddenly changed, and the documents at hand fell to the ground.

In the picture facing the sky, a huge whale soars into the sky, swims and circles, raises its head and roars.

“This day has finally come”

Zhao Qingxia sat still and let out a breath as if relieved from a heavy burden.

Liaodong, between ice and snow.

A huge Dharma image emerged, raised his hand and pressed down, instantly suppressing the raging snowstorm.

The Taoist rode his sword into the air, wearing silver armor, with green Taoist patterns surrounding his body.

"here we go"

Chen Qisheng looked around the world and said, "I just don't know who dares to challenge me, the Taoist priest."

In Chengdu, the sky suddenly darkened, and a sudden cold wind and rain instantly enveloped the entire city.

The shop signs that turned on their lights in advance cast a charming glare, but they failed to attract the hurried pedestrians.

An ordinary black umbrella stopped in the crisscrossing flow of people. The man under the umbrella shook off the raindrops on his trouser legs and let out a soft sigh.

"Zhu Yiyan couldn't help it anymore. Does he have to kill old man Zhang with his own hands to satisfy his ritual requirements?"

"But no matter what he wants to do, the Zhu family has already made a move. Zhan Shun, you yellow-bellied ghost, are you going to sit back and watch, or join in the fun?"

The umbrella was slightly lifted, revealing Zou Sijiu's face. He looked at the rain falling above his head, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

"You definitely want to take it all, but I don't know how many evil spirits you have accumulated after such a long time. Can you take over the authority of me, Master Zou?"

A biting cold wind blew through the street. Zou Sijiu loosened his five fingers and let the black umbrella in his hand be blown high into the sky.

He raised his hands and slowly wiped them across his temples. Flower petals continued to bloom beautifully in the empty space around him.

The Imperial City of Ming Dynasty.

He Zangjia rushed to the rooftop and saw a figure sitting astride the rooftop.

"After killing so many minions, I finally finished tempering the last skill, [Hide the Sky]."

Li Jun raised his eyes and looked at the imperial city that towered from the sky to the ground in the distance.

"Zhu Yiyan, you are so impatient, I wonder what rank you have been promoted to? And how many punches can you withstand from me?"

(End of this chapter)