The Word of Heaven

Chapter 196 Why is Master laughing?

There are countless practitioners in the world, but there are only a few who are recognized as the strongest.

Yishui’s supreme elder is undoubtedly one of them.

At the same time, he is also the most boring one.

More than a hundred years ago, various sects in the world, led by the Xuandu Tiandao Sect, were in confrontation with the Qin Dynasty. Yishui naturally could not stay out of it, because both sides were eager to use the Yishui Sword for their own benefit.

Logically speaking, Yi Shui must choose one and follow it, because this is the general trend of the world.

however.

When the sword cultivator in Yishui was spending countless energy on lobbying from both sides and was about to make a decision, this peerless strong man who had transformed himself into a feather through sword clearly expressed his attitude at the last moment.

--neutral.

Who controls the rise and fall of the vast earth? What does it have to do with me?
Just like the island in the middle of the river.

No matter how the river rolls, I remain unmoved.

From a practical point of view, the so-called neutrality is essentially to offend both sides at the same time, but in the end, both the sects headed by Taoism and the Qin Dynasty finally chose to remain silent, because the man who was forced to sit in a wheelchair as early as his youth gave an impeccable reason.

——I am leaving. When the barbarians come south, who will support you?

Neither side could answer this question because neither of them wanted to take on this heavy responsibility, so they had no choice but to acknowledge Yi Shui's neutrality.

Later, until the end of the war and peace returned to the world, the barbarians still showed no signs of moving south.

Be it the sect or the imperial court, many people were dissatisfied and resentful towards Yishui afterwards, until the current emperor said something in confusion while leaning on the railing to watch the scenery one year.

——How do you know that the barbarians didn’t give up the idea of ​​going south just because he was sitting there?
After hearing this, how could people not understand what the Emperor meant?
From then on, no one in the world dared to say a word about Yi Shui's neutrality.

Later, some people used this sentence to infer that the sword master sitting in the wheelchair was very likely to be on par with the Yishui Patriarch, and was not inferior in any way. Otherwise, why would the barbarians not dare to have any thoughts about him?
However, he never drew his sword even once in these hundred years, so people could not draw an accurate conclusion.

Even so, the former chief of the Sky Patrol Department, who was also a person in the process of becoming a numerology, still placed Qie Man Yi Jian in the sixth position when arranging the objects on the list, to express the unfathomable depth of his realm.

Such a master figure who cares about the people and is passionate about swords is boring in the eyes of the world. He is no different from the spirit tablets placed at home for worship.

Gu Zhuo has a completely different opinion on this.

Because he knew the truth about Yi Shuizhong back then.

It is related to the barbarians, but not much.

It was mostly a profanity-filled one filled with irritation.

That's what the sentence said at the end.

——How dare you think of letting me, a disabled person in a wheelchair, travel thousands of miles to conquer the world for you?
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Only mystery can be sacred.

Practitioners would also say that only delicious food is not to be missed, the wise and mighty emperor would secretly curse his subordinates as idiots, and the courtesan in the brothel would eventually have to squat in the toilet, poop and wipe her buttocks... When these scenes are known, the state of mind is bound to change.

The same is true for Gu Zhuo.

Walk through the fields, into the bustling city, and into the mist covering the pavilions and towers of the Yishui River.

Perhaps it was because squandering money was a habit for sword cultivators, or perhaps it was because many of the sword cultivators here were determined to go north and swing their swords to risk their lives in search of a breakthrough. The restaurants here had the strongest liquor in the world, and the brothels were home to the most beautiful girls in the entire north. Music and singing were played all day and night.

Therefore, the prosperity here is completely different from the city of gods, revealing a dreamlike meaning of birth and death.

As Gu Zhuo walked along the street, he saw not only sword cultivators who had come here from all over the world to make pilgrimages, but also many Qin soldiers and captains who had taken off their military uniforms. The latter, of course, came here to get drunk.

Unlike other places, here he wore a hat but did not attract anyone's attention. People were just doing their own thing and were indifferent to others.

Of course, the Sky Patrol also has a contact point here, which is a restaurant.

When Gu Zhuo showed the token, he was invited into the private room, and soon a deacon came.

The difference is that this deacon should have a high status in the Sky Patrol Department.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to come to see Gu Zhuo reeking of alcohol.

"My Lord, what are you doing here?"

"You want to know?"

"Please do not misunderstand me, sir. I asked this question because I want to better help you share your worries."

"reason."

"This is not some other place, but Yishui, the most chaotic place in the world. There are sword cultivators everywhere who would kill people if they disagree with you. You must be tactful when doing things here. If I don't know what you are going to do, and can't grasp this tact, it will be easy to bring disaster to the brothers below."

"You dare to kill even the people from the Sky Patrol?"

Gu Zhuo asked curiously.

The deacon sitting opposite sighed, the smell of alcohol wafting into his nose, and he said self-deprecatingly: "So what if they are from the Patrol Department? They killed you and turned around and headed straight for the wasteland. What can you do? Do you have to chase them and kill them back?"

Gu Zhuo said: "It sounds like this has happened quite a lot."

"Not a little, but a lot."

The deacon shrugged his shoulders and subconsciously tried to grab something with his hands, probably a wine jug.

The next moment, he realized that this was not the right situation to do so, and smiled apologetically at Gu Zhuo, and continued: "It's not like I haven't told the higher-ups about this matter, and the higher-ups don't disbelieve it, but the problem just can't be solved completely."

Gu Zhuo asked: "What's the difficulty?"

The deacon stretched out his hand, stabbed the table hard with his index finger, and said, "The difficulty lies here. This is Yishui! It is a neutral place recognized by the world."

Gu Zhuo asked: "Since we are heading north, why don't we let the military come forward?"

Hearing this, the deacon opened his eyes wide, looked at him as if he were an idiot, and asked, "Are you serious? How can we, the people of our age, be worthy of the border troops to take a second look at us? Do you know why I got so drunk? Wasn't it just to get acquainted with those sword cultivators and gain their trust?"

Gu Zhuo said no more.

The deacon couldn't stop sighing, and then said helplessly: "Anyway, this is the case. Tell me what you want to do, and I will do my best to get it done for you so that you can go back and explain." Gu Zhuo smiled and said, "It seems that you are really in a difficult situation."

The deacon spread his hands and said, "Who says it's not true?"

Just when he was about to continue chatting, he found that Gu Zhuo had stood up and walked out of the private room.

The deacon was stunned, looked at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Gu Zhuo said without even turning his head: "In order not to embarrass you, I will naturally go home. Otherwise, what else can I do?"

Having said this, he had already walked out of the private room.

In Gu Zhuo's heart, all kinds of sounds fell like raindrops, making circles.

"This person must be lying to you, and is deliberately trying to trick you!"

"You are not loyal to the court~"

"It doesn't necessarily mean that he is disloyal to the court, but he is most likely loyal to someone else in the court, such as the general named Wang."

"Hey, according to this statement, are we now exposed?"

"Idiot, there are so many people looking for him every day, we are definitely not the only ones, why should we be exposed like this? The most we can do is alert the enemy."

"Then... why did you come all the way to see this person?"

The words continued to linger in his mind, and Gu Zhuo's expression remained as calm as before, just like his tone.

"It's to alert the enemy."

He explained casually in his mind: "Let those who should be anxious get anxious. It doesn't matter if they end up taking a risk or giving up unwillingly. Anyway, a decision has to be made."

You Feng asked, "Isn't this too risky?"

“It’s risky elsewhere, but not here.”

Gu Zhuo paused, looked out the window, and said seriously: "Besides, I really don't like winter. I just want to get this matter resolved quickly and return to the warm south."

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It is still early autumn and there is still some distance before winter, so Gu Zhuo did not feel any resentment in his heart.

The only thing that rang in his ears was the deacon of the Sky Patrol's entreaty.

Gu Zhuo naturally ignored them. He took advantage of the fog that was spreading from the island in the middle of the river to easily shake off the people from the Sky Patrol who were following him and walked straight to the riverside.

The closer he got to the river, the more sword intent he sensed.

As dense as a thorny forest.

With Gu Zhuo's current state of mind, it is impossible for him to reach the island in the middle of the river without alerting Yi Shui's sword cultivator.

So he simply stayed where he was, releasing his own breath without concealing it, so that the person in the wheelchair could open his eyes.

Sure enough, in less than half a quarter of an hour, a man with a sword on his back rushed up to him.

Without waiting for the man to ask, Gu Zhuo said directly: "Just take me to see him, and remember not to let anyone find out."

The man had a strange look on his face, but in the end he said nothing and just nodded in agreement.

Occasionally there is wind, blowing away some of the fog.

The swordsman's face was illuminated by the light of heaven.

It was an ordinary face, without any special features.

However, if anyone here saw this face, he would not be able to remain calm, because this person was none other than the current head of Yishui - Wei Qingci.

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A small boat cuts through the waves and reaches the island in the middle of the river.

The fog on the island is even thicker, giving people the feeling that they are not in a fairyland but more like a forbidden area.

Every wisp of seemingly soft mist contains the most powerful sword intent in the world.

This is the place where the old man sitting in the wheelchair lives.

After walking a few miles in the fog, Wei Qingci stopped, turned around and looked at Gu Zhuo and said, "I'll take you here. You can walk the rest of the way by yourself, okay?"

With his level of attainment, how could he not see through Gu Zhuo's level of attainment?
Why did Master suddenly want to meet such a junior who was at the state of nourishing the spirit?

Wei Qingci found it difficult to stop himself from thinking about this question.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Gu Zhuo said casually, pressed his hat, and walked forward.

In just a moment, his figure was submerged in the thick fog and could no longer be seen clearly.

Wei Qingci stood where he was.

Just as he was about to leave, an old man's laughter suddenly came from the fog, which stunned him on the spot.

Is that Master’s laughter?
Why is Master laughing?

Who is that person?

Who can make Master laugh?

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