The Word of Heaven

Chapter 206 Infinite Meaning

The world is silent, and everything is still.

Gu Zhuo's world, however, has nothing to do with the word "silence". It is full of noise and there is no peace at all.

His expression did not change. He quietly looked at Yu Yang, whose smiling face was hiding an extremely excited emotion, with an unconcealable pity in his eyes.

How can I not have mercy?

No one in this world needs to have such emotions.

Only he had to do so, because he was the only one who knew the truth.

Faced with the blood shed by the barbarians, the countless costs paid, and the long time that lasted for hundreds of years, all of which turned into nothing...

How could Gu Zhuo not have any compassion at all?

After thinking for a long time, he finally said something to Yu Yang.

"Look at it in a positive way. This is indeed a step that cannot be avoided in the history of cultivation. When people talk about the four words 'all things have spirits' in the future, it will be difficult to avoid mentioning the barbarians."

"Of course, your name will probably be engraved on the pillar of shame in history."

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Yu Yang was neither happy nor angry.

He stood beside the slowly flowing river of molten lava, the smile on his face had long disappeared, replaced by a frown, his heart filled with strong doubts and confusion caused by that touch of pity.

The next moment, he looked at Gu Zhuo expressionlessly and said, "Now you know everything you should know."

Gu Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "Almost."

Yu Yang's eyes became more indifferent, and he said, "What are you going to do?"

Before saying this, the others remained silent, their silence like a carving on a stone wall.

As soon as the words fell, everyone except Chu Jun turned their eyes to the San Sheng Tower, and the emotions revealed in their eyes could hardly be described as friendly.

Gu Zhuo's voice sounded calmly.

"Like the Three Life Pagoda, if one goes through such a practice, a real so-called divine soul will eventually be born..."

He asked, “What will be the outcome?”

Yu Yang narrowed his eyes and said, "You have seen it with your own eyes."

The meaning is very clear.

People from the other four forces could naturally understand it as well.

——One of them ascended to heaven.

Even if it is the fake metamorphosis mentioned by Gu Zhuo, it is still metamorphosis after all, and there is an insurmountable chasm between it and metamorphosis.

This is something that no force in the world today can refuse, not even the Qin Dynasty which has entered its second millennium.

Yu Yang looked serious.

"Master Yingxu is dead, and the Tianming Sect is now in a difficult situation."

He extended his hand to Gu Zhuo and said solemnly, "I believe I can assume that the final result of this transaction is what you need. A Yuhua Realm is enough to help the Tianming Sect get through the most difficult thing at the moment."

Gu Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Is the situation of Tianming Sect very difficult?"

A voice sounded nearby.

"If you think it's not difficult for Pei Jinge and his patrol team to enter Southern Qi and kill all your followers in another country's capital, then nothing is difficult in your eyes."

Gu Zhuo didn't even look at the man, and asked curiously: "Could it be possible for you to become an enemy of the Sky Patrol at that time?"

The man stopped talking.

The person who spoke was the minister of the King of Northern Yan, and his intention was of course to mock, or perhaps to provoke.

But before he opened his mouth, he forgot to think that at that time, the Sky Patrol Division was still commanded by Yuhua, with the second-highest swordsman under Yuhua, and the spider webs controlled by Qingxiaoyue that were spread all over the world, as well as tens of thousands of practitioners who obeyed the orders of these three people.

Not to mention Beiyan, even forces like Qingjingguan and Yishui, which had Yuhua realm masters in charge, could not ensure victory over the Xuntian Division at that time.

What's more, the Sky Patrol Department has never been just a Sky Patrol Department, it is the will of His Majesty the Emperor.

——On the night when Taoist Yingxu died, stars fell into Yunmeng Lake, like a punishment from heaven.

Few people in the spiritual world mention this matter now, but that doesn’t mean people have forgotten it. It’s more that they are afraid to speak out about their destiny.

"No matter what, you should make a decision."

Yu Yang looked at Gu Zhuo, with his hand still extended, and said sincerely: "Continue, or stop here."

Gu Zhuo said: "I have studied scriptures in Cihang Temple."

Yu Yang was stunned, not understanding what this meant, and wondered what this had to do with the scriptures in Cihang Temple?
"Although I have monks among my friends, I firmly believe that monks are most likely bald donkeys, but I do agree with what he said."

Gu Zhuo said: "The world can be without Buddha, but it cannot be without scriptures."

After hearing this, everyone still couldn't understand.

Gu Zhuo put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly and looked at the boulder that was jumping.

“Those principles that teach people to be good are necessary.”

He said: "Just like how I don't care about life and death, it doesn't mean I can accept others dying because of me."

Yu Yang finally understood the meaning of the words.

It's rejection.

"Are barbarians considered human beings in your eyes?"

"In this matter, whether the barbarians are human beings or not has never been important."

Gu Zhuo's voice was calm.

Yu Yang said no more, retracted his outstretched hand, and said, "I'm sorry."

Gu Zhuo said: "It's a pity."

Yu Yang asked: "Why are you so sad?"

Gu Zhuo said: "I appreciate your idea of ​​seeking a way out for the barbarians, but this road is too rugged and there is no end in sight. Perhaps this is a dead end."

Using this method to create false ascension may certainly cause chaos in the world.

However, regardless of chaos or not, the people of the wilderness will completely become a kind of... material, flesh and blood supplies that are strictly controlled by various forces, and can no longer be called human beings.

By that time, the misery would be unimaginable.

Yu Yang was silent for a while, then said, "Maybe you are right. This is a dead end."

Gu Zhuo looked at him and said, "But if you hadn't walked this road, how would the later ones know that this is a dead end?"

Yu Yang said: "I once heard a saying that one of the greatest courage in the world is to make mistakes through trial and error."

Gu Zhuo shook his head and said, "It does take great courage to make mistakes yourself, but you are still standing in front of me now."

Yu Yang looked at the sunset glow in the belly of the mountain and said, "I will eventually die before dawn."

Gu Zhuo said: "There are many more people who died before you, using their own flesh and blood and spirits to help various instruments practice until their spirits were born."

Yu Yang was silent again and said, "This is a necessary price."

Gu Zhuo said: "If it were me, I would not say such a thing."

Yu Yang said seriously: "Please give me some advice."

Gu Zhuo looked at him and said with a smile: "I am a great master of magic who is unrivaled in the world, so I would say that I am honored."

Yu Yang said: "How can death be honored?"

"Why not?"

Gu Zhuo's smile did not diminish, and he was more mocking, saying: "At the cost of the lives of tens of millions of people, you forged such a fake Yuhua. Isn't it worthy of these four words?"

Yu Yang said: "It's too evil."

Gu Zhuo sincerely advised: "If you don't feel justified and confident enough to take it for granted, why do you have to do such a thing?"

"rational."

Yu Yang was silent for a long time and said, “I envy you because I can’t do it.”

Gu Zhuo said: "Because you bow your head too much, your shoulders have been weighed down by the years."

Yu Yang was slightly stunned, lost in thought.

The conversation ends there.

Everything that needs to be said has been said.

Be it an unforgivable crime or a compromise, right and wrong are hardly worthy of the word important in such matters.

The so-called big things in the world seem to always be like this.

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"I have to go now."

Gu Zhuo said.

His eyes never fell on the Sansheng Tower, and he said to everyone: "Are you going to try to keep me here? With this tower."

This sentence was very direct, like the edge of a sword, piercing through the outermost layer of leather coat.

No one responded.

Yu Yang laughed and said, "You think too much. If business is not about kindness and justice, why would they do anything to you?" Gu Zhuo said, "Really?"

Yu Yang nodded seriously and said, "If I am used to turning my back on people, how can I win their trust and let them take such a huge risk to come here?"

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo also laughed and said, "That makes sense, but I think there is another reason."

Yu Yang seemed to be curious and asked: "What's the reason?"

"Things like credit..."

Gu Zhuo smiled and said, "It's meant to be used."

Yu Yang said: "It's a pity."

Gu Zhuo said: "Things in the world are always like this."

Before he finished speaking, something unexpected had already happened.

However...it wasn't Yu Yang who took action.

Not to mention the bouncing boulder that was pressing towards Gu Zhuo in the state of metamorphosis, taking his life without giving him any chance, and ending the whole thing in an instant.

At this moment, the people who attacked Gu Zhuo were everyone except Chu Jun.

Not a savage person.

There was no sign of any of this; it happened completely out of the blue.

A cold sword light appeared in the belly of the mountain, illuminating the surrounding magma, making it brilliant.

The aura of Taoism seeped into the surroundings like threads, forming an invisible fence that could not be crossed.

However, neither of these comes at the first opportunity.

The first thing that appeared in Gu Zhuo’s eye was a fist.

That fist was so majestic and righteous. It was clearly intended as a sneak attack, but it instantly occupied his entire field of vision, giving him a strong premonition that he could not avoid it.

The priest from Beiyan seemed to be doing nothing but standing there quietly. In fact, his robe was fluttering slightly, and his figure kept switching between reality and illusion. He could appear beside Gu Zhuo at any time and stop him from leaving.

This sneak attack seemed to have been rehearsed and debugged thousands of times beforehand. There was nothing to fault with it. Even people with a higher level than them could die on the spot. It was perfect.

From anyone's perspective, Gu Zhuo's death was a reasonable thing.

After all, his only means of turning the situation around - the Three Lives Tower was in Chu Jun's hands, and had been imprisoned by Taoist Zizai with Taoist magic beforehand.

Even if the Three Lives Tower is truly unpredictable, fearless of Taoism, and able to destroy magical powers, but... this will still take time, right?
As long as this time really exists, that's enough.

This was enough to kill Gu Zhuo.

Everyone thinks so.

As for their next idea, it was also very simple. They would use the Three Lives Tower to verify whether what the barbarian said was true or false.

If true, that would be the best.

If it's false, doesn't it matter?

In short, it is a confirmed fact that they do not have to pay the cost of verifying the authenticity.

that's enough.

When Gu Zhuo and Yu Yang were talking, in that empty silence, this tacit understanding had already been established in everyone's heart.

——The only exception is Chu Jun.

The reason for the exception was simple. It was not because she could not think of or disagreed with this point, but because she was doubting Gu Zhuo's identity and had no time to think about this issue.

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"It's so boring."

Gu Zhuo sighed and said.

These five words fell accurately into the ears of everyone present, along with a hint of loneliness and melancholy.

At first, people were unmoved because it was not a matter of right or wrong.

Even if we really want to talk about right and wrong, joining forces to kill the leader of the Tianming Sect is undoubtedly the right thing to do.

The next moment, their expressions suddenly changed.

the reason is simple.

This sentence did not appear in everyone's sea of ​​consciousness in the form of spiritual consciousness, but was actually spoken by Gu Zhuo.

How could these five words, written in such slow and orderly order, be faster than fists, flying swords, Taoism, and the escape method worshipped by the King of Northern Yan?

Everyone can realize that there is a problem here.

It was as if someone spoke two words to them in a leisurely tone.

——Wait a minute.

Then.

Wait a minute, it's coming.

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Outside the wilderness, within the human world.

The Yishui River is shrouded in thick fog, with no sunlight all year round, and it is cold, gloomy and damp.

As autumn deepens, the island in the middle of the river becomes even colder in the fog, making it a perfect place for hibernation.

In fact.

The old man sitting in the wheelchair likes to sleep in and close his eyes and ignore the world.

He is different from ordinary old people. Strangely enough, he doesn't like basking in the sun.

Therefore.

When he realized the news coming from somewhere far away, forcing him to open his eyes, he couldn't help but sigh, his voice full of disgust.

How can I not feel disgusted?

Even such a small matter requires his help.

Thinking of this, the old man became inexplicably happy, thinking that now you have come to this day.

It is certainly a pleasure to meet old friends again.

Something more worthy of joy than this... perhaps it was giving him a chance to proudly show off his entire life.

then.

Wang Jishen was lost in thought. He looked up at the sky and said those two words in a strange tone: "Wait a minute~"

Before he finished speaking, the wind started to blow.

The thick fog that had lingered on the Yishui River for a hundred years suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The clouds in the sky also disappeared.

The endless scenery for dozens of miles on both sides of the river appeared in the sun and in people's eyes.

Whether it was the sword cultivator walking on the bluestone road, the girl dozing off in the brothel, or every ordinary person living here, they all looked up at the sky at this moment.

It was not until the sunlight stung their eyes and tears flowed uncontrollably that people realized that all this was real.

It is absolutely not false.

A tiny and straight line appeared in the blue sky, reaching the end of the world.

That is the trace left by the sword intent.

There is no beginning and no end.

Therefore, people in the world call it infinite meaning.

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Deep in the wilderness, inside that lonely mountain.

Time stands still at this moment.

Gu Zhuo raised his hand, pressed down his bamboo hat, and said unhappily, "Come slower, are you planning to come and collect my body?"

At some point, a young man appeared beside him.

The young man stood idly by.

He stood without any posture and had a frivolous look on his face.

Just like his tone.

"Then you are not dead yet?"

Gu Zhuo was too lazy to argue, so he rolled his eyes and said, "Forget it."

As he spoke, he took out a sword in the still time.

The young man reached out and grasped the famous old sword, still defending himself.

"You have to consider that I'm a cripple and I've only walked a few times in my life. It's not easy for me to come here to help you at the last minute, okay?"

"If I were you, all I would say right now would be thank you, and I would definitely not be able to utter another word!"

(End of this chapter)