The Word of Heaven

Chapter 192 There are always fools in the world

Tonight the starlight is like water, submerging the mountains and making the sea of ​​clouds look like a snowy field.

The night in the mountains is always so cold.

Listening to Chen Chi's chattering, Gu Zhuo didn't feel annoyed, and his heart was calm.

How can anyone hear words like this unless they are friends?

Others are willing to believe him, so why should he be unhappy?
At midnight, the wine bag was empty.

The two said goodbye.

Gu Zhuo didn't drink much wine, and his drunkenness had long been blown away by the cold night wind, so he had no desire to sleep at all.

After thinking it over, he decided to get up and go for a walk outside, just to sober up and relax.

The scenery on Tiandu Peak was beautiful, and it was a long time since he had seen the mountain scenery again, so he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

He was too busy in this life, always being inexplicably entangled in a lot of things. Now that he thought carefully, after the summer festival, he had little time left for quiet practice.

Maybe this is what it’s like to be in the human world?

Or is it a causal cycle?

After all, he had quite a lot of free time in his previous life.

It is normal to pay off debts in this life.

As for making enemies and resentments...it has nothing to do with living in the mountains or at the foot of the mountains. It is a matter of one's own position.

When you have the ability to influence the world, even if you are a corpse buried deep in the snowy mountains, your grave will be dug up and your coffin will be opened, and there is no possibility for you to stay out of it.

Thinking about these trivial things, Gu Zhuo's heart became calmer.

Compared with his previous life, at least in this life he no longer feels that there is no one in the world he can be close to.

Yu Sheng said that day that he had changed a lot. Looking back now, this statement is indeed true.

In the past, it was hard for him to imagine himself saying those words to the Queen and the Lord Si, let alone taking the initiative to interfere in the affairs of the court - even though these things were largely necessary.

But, this eventually changed him.

From a certain perspective, this may be what Taoism calls "transformation into a mortal being"?
Gu Zhuo’s thoughts drifted away.

At some point, he casually strolled to a solitary cliff and saw a vast landscape.

There were a few lights on in the main hall of Chaotian Sword Palace. The dim light pierced through the window paper, unable to illuminate the night.

There were several disciples standing in front of the hall on night watch. They were not dozing off, but talking to each other in low voices.

Looking at this scene, Gu Zhuo recalled something that Chen Chi, despite being drunk, hesitated for a long time before finally telling him in a low voice when they said goodbye.

——In fact, Lin Wanyi’s situation in Chaotian Sword Palace was not so good. The sect leader asked her to go into seclusion to a certain extent in order to protect her and avoid some meaningless conflicts within the sect.

This seems to be closely related to her mother.

Inevitably tacky.

Gu Zhuo suddenly thought of another girl named Bai.

That was his friend from his previous life, and they had a fairly pleasant time together - the reason why he knew the scenery on Mount Baidi was because the girl with the surname Bai had practiced on the mountain for a long time and had deep memories of it.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long because of their opposing positions and they eventually lost contact.

Was it probably the same situation as Lin Wanyi is now?

Birth, gender, bloodline... these are things that are innate and cannot be chosen. People cannot escape from this cage throughout their lives.

Why have the strongest people in the world throughout history been pursuing ascension?
Why is the next stage after enlightenment called ascension to heaven?
The desire to seek the truth and the distinction between immortals and mortals are certainly very important reasons, but isn't it also true that those predecessors were tired of the world and hoped to take this opportunity to say goodbye to the secular world?
This is certainly not what everyone thinks.

After all, the emperor is still alive, and so is Yingxu who died not long ago.

There are always fools in the world.

However, it is precisely for this reason that they live a hard life and cannot relax for a moment.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhuo was filled with emotion.

The alcohol had long worn off, and he didn't know why he felt so melancholy tonight, but there was nothing wrong with reminiscing about the past, right?

He thought about the girl named Yu, whom he was familiar with now, and suddenly laughed, feeling that the world was truly wonderful.

"I know who you are."

Gu Zhuo stood at the end of the lonely goose, looking towards the north, and asked curiously: "Have you ever guessed who I am?"

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boom!
Heavy rain washed over the sky and earth, and thunderstorms continued on Tiandu Peak.

Chen Chi stood under the eaves, looking extremely nervous, staring at the furnace located in the center of the formation with hope.

Zhe Xue is now in the furnace, carrying out the last step of recasting - using the thunder from the sky as a hammer.

This is an extremely sophisticated sword-making method. Even though He Sanwang is a very famous sword-making master in the world today, he still fails more than half of the time when using this method to make swords. Even if he succeeds, it can hardly be called perfect.

However, today's process of recasting Zhexue went exceptionally smoothly. The timing of each heavenly thunder falling was just right, which could be described as perfection, and no extra adjustments were needed at all.

Even though He Sanwang was standing in the heavy rain, his face began to feel hot.

Half a month ago, when he learned that Gu Zhuo insisted on using this method to recast Zhe Xue, he tried to persuade him several times, but the latter refused to listen and insisted on going all the way, which made him quite angry at the time.

He had been thinking about this matter these days, waiting to sigh and sneer after Zhexue failed to be recast, and then to persuade and persuade with the attitude of an elder, and to show extraordinary means to save Zhexue, so that Gu Zhuo would bow to him and apologize.

As a result...things happened to go so smoothly today.

As the thunder faded away, the sword-making platform fell into silence again, with only the sound of rain remaining.

Gu Zhuo turned around, his eyes left the furnace and fell on He Sanwang, and he said seriously: "Thank you for your hard work, Senior He."

"Do not……"

He Sanwang forced a smile with great difficulty, shook his head and said, "This is God's will. I am just an assistant."

Gu Zhuo thought that this was indeed the case.

At this moment, Chen Chi's voice rang out, full of surprise and dissatisfaction.

"Wasn't it me who helped?"

He Sanwang was furious. He turned around and glared at him fiercely, and shouted, "Do you know how to forge swords or do I?"

Chen Chi was so shocked that he dared not refute a word. He smiled flatteringly and said, "Of course it's you."

He Sanwang raised his eyebrows and scolded: "Then just shut up."

The next moment, he turned around and looked at Gu Zhuo, and said sternly: "I'm sorry to make you laugh, how about we go see Zhe Xue?"

Gu Zhuo has no objection.

While He Sanwang went to open the furnace, he looked at Chen Chi with pity, and his meaning was very clear.

Chen Chi shrugged helplessly.

After a while.

The sound of a sword suddenly rang out.

Zhexue flew out of the furnace, holding his sword in the air.

The rainstorm and the sword met like entering the sea, leaving no trace.

The three-foot sword edge is extremely clear, but the aura it exudes is extremely ordinary, neither cold nor fierce, neither heavy nor light. There is nothing special about it. It is still the sea.

Or maybe it was the world reflected on the sword's blade.

It's nothing.

It can be anything.

It all depends on the person holding the sword.

Compared with the previous Zhexue, perhaps only the name of this sword remains the same.

"Outrageous..."

He Sanwang's eyes were dazed. Feeling the aura emanating from Zhexue, he said in disbelief: "...How is this possible?"

In his imagination, the most ideal situation for Zhexue's recasting this time would be to transform it into a ninth-order flying sword. However, in his perception, Zhexue had already stepped over that line and was only one step away.

That move was Gu Zhuo’s realm.

This sword can be raised with the person.

The sword follows the man. As long as Gu Zhuo goes far enough on the path of cultivation, Zhe Xue who follows him will be equally great.

If he could reach the end of his transformation, why couldn't Zhexue become the "wait" in the hands of Yishui's supreme elder?

How could He Sanwang not be excited about this?
"Is there anything wrong?"

Gu Zhuo asked from the side.

He Sanwang shook his head, looked at Zhexue with complicated eyes, and said in a stiff tone: "What's wrong with that? This may be the most amazing flying sword I left in the world."

Chen Chi was amazed and thought to himself, aren't you exaggerating too much?

If that’s the case, doesn’t it mean that Gu Zhuo owes you a huge favor?
"I owe you a favor."

He Sanwang looked at Gu Zhuo and said.

Chen Chi blinked and wondered if he had heard it right.

He Sanwang continued, "Can I see you enter the realm of immortality in my lifetime?"

How could Gu Zhuo not understand? He nodded and said, "No problem."

He Sanwang heaved a long sigh of relief and said earnestly, "If you ever cause any trouble to me in the future, don't be polite to me."

Gu Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "When Lin Wanyi comes out of seclusion, help me find a good sword for her?"

He Sanwang agreed without hesitation.

Chen Chi looked at the two of them blankly, feeling that everything was like a dream.

The conversation ends there.

Zhexue was hidden in Gu Zhuo's hands.

Chen Chi thought for a moment, walked to Elder He's side, and asked in a low voice: "Can you explain it to me? Shouldn't Gu Zhuo be the one thanking you? Why is it the other way around?"

He Sanwang was in a very good mood at this time. He didn't want to be as angry as before when he heard this. Instead, he patted Chen Chi on the shoulder and laughed.

"Of course it's because Gu Zhuo gave me a chance to go down in history."

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In the evening of that day, Gu Zhuo left Chaotian Sword Palace.

Until the last moment, he still didn't wait for Lin Wanyi to break through and come out of the barrier.

So he left the letter written by the Queen to Chen Chi to pass it on.

Chen Chi also asked him whether he wanted to leave a letter. Gu Zhuo thought about it seriously, but ultimately refused.

It’s not that I have nothing to say, there is a lot to say, but it’s all idle talk.

If it's just gossip, just talk about it casually. Why put it on a piece of thin paper?
What comes out on paper is ultimately shallow.

At night, Gu Zhuo traveled dozens of miles under the starlight and arrived at a small town.

He had a meal in the town and bought a bamboo hat - because Pei Jinge had not returned the magical weapon Flowing Water Body to him, it would be very troublesome to conceal his whereabouts.

He left the city that night and started heading north.

A lonely journey is not lonely.

Heaven and earth were his companions. It rained from time to time at night, and thunder leaped in his ears. This was of course an attempt to take credit for the work. He Sanwang's feeling was real. The time had come for Zhexue to be recast, and heaven and earth were all on his side. He was just an idler helping out.

The rumbling sound continued because Gu Zhuo responded very seriously.

A few days later, when he passed by a city, he could still hear people talking about the roar of the thunderstorm that night with lingering fear.

Gu Zhuo felt a little distressed about this.

What annoyed him even more was that someone was already tracking him, trying to find him.

It is natural to return empty-handed. Unless one is the strongest in the Yuhua realm, or a person like Qing Xiaoyue who is best at hiding, there is no possibility of escaping his perception.

In the end, Gu Zhuo decided to go to Changle County.

There was an ancient city in Changle County called Yinping, where the Xie family was the most respected.

It is said that in the hearts of local people, the Xie family is no different from the Bai royal family and has at least supreme authority.

This time it was more than ten days, and midsummer arrived.

Outside Yinping City, Gu Zhuo looked at the hustle and bustle of the city from afar on the official road, feeling the dust raised by the passing cars and horses, and finally turned around and embarked on a side road leading to the mountains.

There is a stream beside the mountain road, which is crystal clear and gives people a very cool feeling.

So he bent over, scooped up some water to wash his face, and then stepped into the vast bamboo forest, his footsteps making no sound.

When the wind blows, the bamboo sea moves with it, making a rustling sound that is pleasant to the ear.

I don’t know which house it was, but a musician suddenly felt inspired and responded with the sound of the piano.

Gu Zhuo followed the wind like this until about seventeen or eighteen miles later, when an ancient courtyard wall appeared in his eyes.

He turned over without hesitation, not to ask for a bowl of vegetarian food, but to see someone.

That person was Xie Yinglian.

Xie Yinglian had never lost his heart, so it was natural for him to be surprised when he saw Gu Zhuosheng.

But she was not an ordinary person after all. She calmed down after just a moment, with a mocking expression on her face.

"I am a waste now."

She smiled gently and said, "Do you still want to use me?"

Gu Zhuo said honestly: "It's mainly because I think you have a problem with your brain, which is very useful at times."

Xie Yinglian's smile froze slightly, no longer as gentle as before. After a moment of silence, he said, "But I am a waste now."

Gu Zhuo said: "So you have no choice."

Xie Yinglian said mockingly: "I don't understand what you are saying. Either you should be more direct or you should just stop talking."

Gu Zhuo said calmly: "It is very troublesome to have a broken heart. There are only a handful of people in this world who are capable of saving you, and I am the only one who will help you."

Xie Yinglian was too lazy to doubt this, but she didn't get too excited about it either. She smiled and said, "Then what do I have to pay for it?"

"Should I be your maid to warm your bed for you to train and play with, or should I be your dog to be driven to death, or should I stab my father for you at the critical moment?"

She asked herself and answered, "Or is there any other strange use that I can't think of?"

Gu Zhuo turned a deaf ear to the nonsense in the conversation and said, "This is not something you should know."

Xie Yinglian smiled even more, looked into his eyes, and asked, "Then what should I know?"

Gu Zhuo said calmly: "I will leave a restriction in your soul. When you violate the rules I set, everything I have given you will disappear."

Xie Yinglian's smile gradually disappeared.

She deadpanned, "You want to control my life?"

Gu Zhuo asked in confusion, "Haven't you been manipulated by the Xie family all your life?"

Xie Yinglian remained silent.

Gu Zhuo looked at her quietly and said, "Choose."

About half a quarter of an hour later, a voice was heard outside the Zen room.

The answer is clear.

Is good.

Gu Zhuo took out the Sansheng Tower, ignoring Xie Yinglian's shocked expression, and took her into the tower.

Outside the stone tower, the scenery is constantly changing.

Everything changes in just a moment.

This life has arrived.

Gu Zhuo climbed up the stairs to the top of the tower and said, "The first rule is to forget everything you have seen today."

After a long silence, Xie Yinglian said "OK".

Then she said, "So you are the new leader of the Tianming Cult."

Gu Zhuo hummed casually.

Xie Yinglian looked at his back and said self-deprecatingly: "When I first met you, you must have already held the Three Life Pagoda in your hands. Killing me would only take a blink of an eye."

Gu Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "Not that fast, maybe two breaths."

After all, the San Sheng Tower is not good at fighting.

"Tsk."

Xie Yinglian chuckled, still mocking himself.

Gu Zhuo picked up a book from the desk and said, "People with your temperament are more suitable for practicing this technique."

Xie Yinglian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why don't you say that I'm mentally ill?"

Gu Zhuo didn't explain and handed the book to her.

How could Xie Yinglian not understand that this meant using her as a tool for trial and error?
However, when she saw the name of the book, all these thoughts suddenly disappeared.

Because... this book has a name.

——Yuanshi Taoist Canon.

The highest inheritance of the Tiandao Sect, the fundamental classic of Taoism, and the supreme skills that lead to the state of Yuhua. Even the Yinping Xie family, which has been passed down for more than a thousand years, has no skills that can be compared with this.

Ever since Xuandu Mountain was closed, the Yuanshi Taoist scriptures have not been seen in the world for a hundred years.

At this moment, this technique was right in front of her.

How could Xie Yinglian remain unmoved?
Gu Zhuo looked at her and said, "Don't be fooled by the word 'Tao'. It's actually the word 'Mo'."

Xie Yinglian was quiet for a while, then smiled and said, "Very good, no wonder you said it suits me."

"The next thing you need to do is to practice the Yuanshi Demonic Scripture."

Gu Zhuo said: "As for the rest, I will let you know first."

Xie Yinglian raised her head slightly, looked at him and asked, "Am I your idle chess piece?"

"Not counting."

Gu Zhuo shook his head and said, "But you really don't matter."

Xie Yinglian said seriously: "This is only temporary."

"Then I hope you can be used by me sooner."

Gu Zhuo said: "If you don't understand anything, just ask me."

After saying this, he found a chair, sat down, and began to pour himself some tea.

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Xie Yinglian's talent for cultivation is indeed very good, and he deserves Pei Jinge's praise.

Even though her Taoist faith was broken by Lin Wanyi and her dignity was shattered when she was forced to kneel in public, those things that were born with her still did not leave her.

When Gu Zhuo gave her such a unique chance to start over, she radiated her light again without reservation, even more brilliantly than before.

In just seven days, Xie Yinglian had already entered the realm of the Yuanshi Demonic Scripture.

Just as Gu Zhuo judged, people like her are most suitable for this technique, because... Taoist Yingxu's practice career can be completely described as crazy.

This was also the reason why he remained silent when Xie Yinglian asked him why he no longer said that she was mentally ill.

In the afternoon of the seventh day, the practice officially ended.

Outside the Zen room.

Xie Yinglian looked at Gu Zhuo and asked, "Who is my master?"

Gu Zhuo said casually: "It's not me anyway."

Xie Yinglian said: "I remember all the rules."

"I never thought you wouldn't remember it. If you really can't remember it, that's your own business."

Gu Zhuo said, "Goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was ready to climb over the wall and leave.

Of course this temple has formations, but how could it possibly stop him?

Xie Yinglian looked at him deeply and suddenly asked, "What do you want to do?"

Gu Zhuo stopped and said, "What do you think?"

Xie Yinglian looked extremely serious, and said word by word: "In my eyes, you are now a big ambitious person who is hiding his true intentions and is ready to subvert the entire world at any time."

This is a very reasonable inference.

Even though she was imprisoned in this Zen temple by the Xie family, it doesn't mean that she knows nothing about the world.

Of course, the more crucial thing is that the turmoil in Shendu is really too big.

"like……"

Gu Zhuo was silent for a moment, thinking about what he had done, and said, "It seems to be true."

Xie Yinglian said: "But not?"

Gu Zhuo hummed.

Xie Yinglian looked at his back and said, "So what are you going to do?"

Gu Zhuo turned around, looked at her, and asked with a strange look on his face: "Why do you think you can get this answer?"

The words stop here.

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Not long after, Gu Zhuo climbed over the wall and walked around to the front of the temple.

There is a couplet hanging on both sides of the temple gate.

Only when you reach these sixteen caves will you realize that there is a higher heaven beyond the heaven and you should stop when you should stop. Looking up at the hundreds of thousands of immortal ways, you will realize that the way cannot be spoken and you should practice it when you should practice it.

Gu Zhuo stood in front of the temple gate and watched quietly for a moment.

Without waiting for the Xie family's servant to come out and ask, he turned and left.

In the sound of cicadas in midsummer.

Go north.

(End of this chapter)