The Word of Heaven

Chapter 209 Destined

Inside the lonely mountain, beside the molten river.

The hot air is no longer suppressed, and it keeps hitting us like a wave, making people feel refreshed but also tired and sleepy.

Chu Jun was seriously injured, so he took the pill he had prepared in advance, and meditated with his body suspended in the air several feet above the ground, trying to digest the effects of the pill as much as possible so that his condition would not get worse.

As her teacher, Taoist Zizai naturally stood in front of her and blocked those glances that carried complicated meanings.

This silence did not last long, because the boulder was no longer as silent as before.

An unattainable divine consciousness descended upon everyone present, causing them to wake up instantly. They could no longer care about or think about the drastic changes that had occurred not long ago, nor the profound meaning behind the successive actions of the two immortal beings.

The next moment, this divine consciousness conveyed a clear message.

--leave.

No one refused because there was no right to refuse.

The scenery in front of everyone present began to change. The wind and snow appeared in their eyes again, and the sunset glow seemed like an illusion and disappeared.

Chu Jun came to his senses.

She raised her hand and slowly wiped away the blood that was flowing out from the corner of her lips again - that was the consequence of her own injuries being affected.

Compared to before, her eyes were brighter now, no longer as dim as an extinguished charcoal fire.

A moment ago, all the scenes reappeared in her sea of ​​consciousness.

So she naturally discovered a problem.

Master did not see the leader of the Tianming Sect.

There is obviously something wrong here.

Chu Junmo frowned.

Before she could think deeply, a cold wind suddenly blew with snowflakes, hitting her pale cheeks and causing her to feel obvious pain.

She seemed to be thinking about something, then she suppressed her thoughts and said to the Taoist Zizai in a weak voice, "We have to leave here immediately."

Taoist Zizai nodded but did not move.

Chu Jun was slightly startled, and his eyes moved over his teacher's shoulder, his expression becoming ugly.

At this moment, she was on a cliff. Outside the cliff was not the boundless loneliness caused by the endless snow, but the desolate people.

The aura exuded by the wild man standing in the center was exactly the same as Yu Yang's. They were both powerful men in the Immaculate Realm.

Chu Jun recalled a fact.

This journey to the depths of the wilderness was exceptionally smooth because of the guidance provided by the 'map', which avoided all possible conflicts. This did not mean that this place had become a kind place.

Thinking of this, she tilted her head and looked towards the human world.

Under the sky, the mountains are like the sea, with no end in sight.

Those once familiar scenes seem to be in another extremely distant world.

Can I go back?
Thoughts are but fleeting.

When Chu Jun withdrew his gaze, the expressionless man had already taken the first step.

The first step of revenge.

No words.

It’s not about right or wrong.

This is just pure blood and hatred.

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Similar scenes occurred in several places outside the solitary mountain. No one could stay out of it, it was just a matter of time.

Deep in the wilderness is a world that belongs exclusively to the savages. Those who are qualified to survive in this desolate world must be powerful, and often have a fire of hatred for humans that cannot be buried even by wind and snow.

Meeting is life and death.

The only exception was that decades ago, Yingxu had an appointment to fight with the former chief of the Sky Patrol. The two had walked side by side and viewed the scenery along the way, and not even a single barbarian had attacked them.

And the two who came here a moment ago by various means.

This illustrates the facts from the perspective of a savage.

——After attaining enlightenment, nothing can be killed.

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The capital of gods, the imperial city.

The information about the desert changes was immediately sent to the imperial study, causing the Empress to frown.

Not long after, her true will left the Divine Capital through an imperial decree and headed to the north of Daqin as quickly as possible to begin responding to this unexpected change.

After doing all these things, after thinking it over again and again, she still wrote a letter by hand.

The letter was eventually sent to the palace outside the capital city of God.

Yu Sheng had already known about the incident in the wilderness.

She sat under the autumn sky, quietly looking at the northern sky, and only lowered her eyes when she received the letter.

Her spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and she was able to read the ink on the letter paper which had not yet completely aged.

The question in the letter was simple - was this matter related to Gu Zhuo?

Yes, the Queen knew nothing about Gu Zhuo's whereabouts.

the reason is simple.

The two sides no longer share the same position.

Pei Jinge asked: "Do you want me to go there?"

This was the second time she asked this.

Yu Sheng put the letter down, was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "Gu Zhuo will not die."

Pei Jinge was very puzzled when he heard this, and thought to himself, you were clearly worried about his life or death a few days ago, why did your thoughts become completely different now?
Yu Sheng didn't explain.

The girl stood up, raised her hand to pull her black hair behind her ears, and suddenly changed the subject: "I will be in seclusion next."

Pei Jinge was even more confused.

However, she didn't ask anything in the end, believing that there must be corresponding thoughts and reasons behind the other party's decision, and it was definitely not a momentary whim.

The question is, what kind of reason is that?
When she stopped thinking, Yu Sheng had disappeared.

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The top of Cangshan Mountain.

Yu Sheng stood in the position where he once stood shoulder to shoulder with Gu Zhuo, and said something to this world.

The next moment, countless scenes came into her eyes.

The images kept flashing by quickly, like a colorful ribbon. Ordinary people could not recognize the details at all, but she was not an ordinary person.

Yu Sheng was aware of all the changes and did not miss even a single detail.

After an unknown amount of time, she closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she repeated her previous words, causing the image to rewind.

She continued to repeat this process for a long time afterwards.

Until some moment.

A scene was frozen in front of Yu Sheng’s eyes.

That was the first moment Gu Zhuo stopped at the foot of Cangshan Mountain.

The emotions in his eyes were complicated.

In this complexity... there seems to be a sense of melancholy after a long separation.

Why do we feel so sad when we meet again after such a long separation?

Why does it seem like an old friend is coming?
Yu Sheng remained silent.

She tilted her head slightly, and the fluffy braid behind her fluttered in the wind.

After a while, she cursed with a four-word swear word with an expressionless face, which was extremely impolite.

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In the mountains, deep in the wilderness.

Perhaps because they were thousands of miles apart, Gu Zhuo was calm and not affected at all.

The goshawk had not left yet and was now sitting next to him. There was no longer curiosity in its eyes, but instead a look of familiarity.

Gu Zhuo scooped water into his hands and rubbed his cheeks, letting the coldness bring him back to spirits.

However, the tiredness could not be removed, so he closed his eyes, basked in the warm sunshine, and tried his best to make himself more comfortable.

At this moment, he looked like an old man in his twilight years and should be sitting in a wheelchair.

Just at this moment, Yu Yang's voice rang out.

The wild man's tone was exceptionally calm, and he described the scene outside the valley and the battles taking place in the lonely mountain without hesitation.

The situation of both the Taoist Zizai and the swordsman Yishui, as well as the powerful practitioners of the Qin army, is getting worse and worse. The barbarians are sniffing the blood emanating from them and are hunting them down at all costs.

On this peak, on that mountain.

The wild people are like the willow catkins in the spring sky, there are countless of them.

Although there are few weak ones among them and only one strong one among ten thousand, but just like He Tinghe said by the campfire that night, these angry savages who have a blood feud with humans are willing to do it even if it only means they can get your blood splashed all over you.

Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for these powerful men from all parties who had gone deep into the wilderness to return.

Yu Yang paused, and finally asked: "Do you need me to do something?"

Gu Zhuo shook his head and said, "What you need to do is to make this place a real pure land."

Hearing this, Yu Yang was so confused that he burst into tears.

Then, he actually knelt on the ground, bent down and kissed the remaining cold soil affectionately.

Gu Zhuo did not stop him.

He had seen too many things and scenes like this in the past, and he knew very well that the best option was to let them do as they wished.

Yu Yang stood up, bowed his head to him, and said with tears in his eyes: "Please rest assured, I will do it."

Gu Zhuo said: "You don't need to care about the rest."

As he spoke, he gently stroked the goshawk beside him and felt that the fur felt really good.

The goshawk rubbed his face affectionately.

"gone."

Gu Zhuo withdrew his hand and stood up.

He thought about it, took out a hair rope from the Sansheng Tower, and simply put his messy hair up.

This is not a sense of ritual, because he does not need to meditate, nor does he need to gain courage in this way.

Whether in the past life or in this life.

Since the moment he entered the Tao, Gu Zhuo has never needed courage.

He had never felt the taste of courage and was not sure whether it was good or bad. He always felt that everything in this world required peace of mind and self-strength, but he still admired those who possessed this quality.

For example, Lin Wanyi.

Until now, Gu Zhuo still likes the girl's courage.

No matter if it was the initial stubbornness in Wangjing, or the sword that Cangshan swung down to cut off the threshold of Dongzhen, or even the sound of love under the eaves of the shelter from the rain...

Gu Zhuo suddenly came to his senses.

Why did he inexplicably recall these past events?
This gave him a very bad feeling and made him think of some very unlucky words.

For example, a last glimmer of light.

For example, before a person dies, he or she will recall his or her past life.

Gu Zhuo collected his thoughts.

He said, "Let's go." After saying these two words, he touched the hawk's head and left.

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Walking out of the valley means leaving spring.

When Gu Zhuo stepped out of the formation formed by sword intent, wind and snow came in an instant, and the sky and earth suddenly turned pale.

He did not take off the black robe, but the coldness still invaded him and penetrated every corner.

The heaven and earth still have sound, and all things are not silent.

Gu Zhuo listened to these voices and thanked them sincerely.

Before he could finish his words, an arrow suddenly flew through the air.

He took a step seemingly casually, brushing past the iron arrow, with a look of indifference and calmness in his eyes.

This is not the end.

A wild man appeared in Gu Zhuo's eyes, running towards him wildly.

With a flick of his fingertips, Zhexue silently broke through the air, splashing blood and splitting the wild man into two.

The blood spilled on the snow disappeared in an instant and was buried by the snow.

It was white everywhere.

The valley was hidden by the sword formation and could not be seen at all, blending in with the surroundings.

Why are there people waiting here for his appearance in advance?
Gu Zhuo looked calm.

He seemed to feel nothing, and did not think that this was a strange phenomenon worthy of deep thought and doubt, and continued on his way.

This is the bottom of the mountains. The sunlight is blocked by the peaks and clouds. The view is always dim and it is difficult to see the road ahead.

Gu Zhuo didn't care.

Zhexue lingered beside him, not waiting to lift him upside down.

He walked in this dark and gloomy world, his figure blending into it, and so did his aura.

However... this still didn't allow him to escape the sight of the barbarians.

It was a stretch of road no more than three miles long, and the barbarians died one after another under Zhexue's sword, without being able to slow down his pace even for a moment.

This meaningless death did not change Gu Zhuo's expression at all, as if he did not even ask these wild people how they found him.

At some point, he stopped.

This is at the bottom of a cliff.

In just a moment, a breath appeared in Gu Zhuo's perception, approaching him at an extremely terrifying speed.

The breath was full of the smell of blood and iron, and it was naturally from the powerful cultivators of the Qin border army.

boom!
The snow that had accumulated for countless years was smashed into a big hole, causing thousands of waves.

When the snow cleared, the military strongman was found lying in the center of a deep pit, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

Gu Zhuo's expression became calmer.

If he had not sensed the occurrence of this scene in advance, if he took even one step forward, there would be more than a 30% chance that he would be used as a meat cushion by the dying man.

As long as the Sansheng Tower and Qie Man were there, it was of course impossible for him to die, and he would not be injured either, but his true energy and spirit would be damaged.

Although Tiandi Heng can keep him at his peak at all times, it does not include his soul, let alone his injuries and life.

Gu Zhuo walked forward and stepped into the deep pit.

The strong man from the Qin border army was not dead yet. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and a voice for help came out from his throat with difficulty.

Logically speaking, with Gu Zhuo's personality, he would not have paid attention to these words, but at this time he really gave an answer.

"I can't even save myself, how can I save you?"

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What happened next was just as Gu Zhuo had said.

Compared with the way here, this journey was particularly rugged and dangerous.

If not for the fact that all things remained silent for a moment, always standing by his side and bringing him the best news they could at all times, I believe he would have been injured in an accident long ago.

If he were injured in any of these accidents, things would most likely get out of control, making the road ahead countless times more difficult.

Soon, a new problem was placed before Gu Zhuo.

The name in question is Chu Jun.

The seriously injured girl half-knelt on the ground, hiding her tracks behind a protruding rock wall, struggling to survive.

At that time, she was seriously injured and had no time to pay attention to any unnecessary movements. So when Gu Zhuo walked in front of her, she belatedly sensed something.

She didn't look up, covering the wound on her abdomen with one hand and pressing the other hand firmly on the ground.

Gu Zhuo knew that if he didn't speak, he would be faced with a fatal sword attack from the other party.

"it's me."

Gu Zhuo's voice was very soft, as if he didn't want heaven to know.

As he spoke, he took a few steps back to create more distance.

Chu Jun looked up at Gu Zhuo, who was wearing a black robe, with no emotion in his eyes, and said, "You want to help me?"

Gu Zhuo said, "Follow me."

Chu Jun hesitated for a moment, nodded in agreement, and stood up and walked forward.

Gu Zhuo was very satisfied with her choice. He casually took out a pill and threw it over.

Chu Jun took it without hesitation and found that the injury was not in the stage of dissipation, but was suppressed to the lightest level in a very short time, allowing him to move freely.

This was undoubtedly the elixir she needed most at the moment, and what surprised her even more was that...if the books in Qingjing Temple were not wrong, this was clearly the Alien Pill from Tiandao Sect.

As she thought about these things, her eyes fell on Gu Zhuo's back and she asked, "What do you want to know?"

"Let's talk again."

Gu Zhuo said: "Follow me."

Chu Jun didn't say much either.

One in front and one behind, the two men maintained a distance of about three meters and moved forward in silence.

Moving forward deep into the mountains, the extreme cold is like a thorn in the side of our bones. Ahead of us are still mountains with no visible end, and the passage of time has done nothing to improve this.

If Chu Jun had not used his pure mind to confirm that he was not trapped in any maze, his mind would probably have become even more distracted, and the efficacy of the Alienation Pill would have been weakened.

Even so, it was an eye-opening journey for her.

She was only three meters away from Gu Zhuo, and witnessed with her own eyes that the barbarian launched an attack without any warning from a position she could not detect, which was enough to seriously injure or even kill her on the spot.

At first, Chu Jun was very nervous about this and was always ready to deal with a fierce fight.

Then...she gradually discovered a horrible and absurd fact.

It wasn't the sword light that instantly brought blood that made her feel more familiar, but that as long as she stood quietly there, the wild man would not have her presence in his eyes.

Not long after, Gu Zhuo drew his sword again and killed someone.

As the screams sounded briefly and then disappeared, Chu Jun finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"What exactly is going on?"

"I'd also like to know."

Gu Zhuo walked in the cold wind, his expression calm and without any sign of confusion.

Chu Jun looked at him and asked seriously, "Have I been forgotten by this world?"

Gu Zhuo was quiet for a moment and said, "Who knows?"

Chu Jun wanted to say something else about him.

Gu Zhuo said: "In short, this is not a bad thing for you."

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As this conversation came to an end, the atmosphere in the snow and wind became even more depressing.

There are so many clouds in the sky that the sun cannot be seen.

The distinction between day and night is no longer obvious, and time passes through similar scenes, causing even greater mental damage to the two.

A moment ago, Gu Zhuo killed a group of barbarians again.

The difference was that this time, the snow in his hand was much slower, and the battle could not be ended in an instant.

The ground was covered with blood and broken limbs.

Along the way, Chu Jun has already gotten used to such scenes.

She naturally summoned her true energy to cover up the scene of the fight, then asked, "Do you want to rest?"

After thinking for a moment, Gu Zhuo said, "No."

Chu Jun had no objection. He reasoned silently in his mind for a moment and said, "At the current speed, it will take about three days."

Gu Zhuo said: "This is a smooth situation."

Chu Jun looked at his back and said expressionlessly, "From the time I met you until now, there has not been even a quarter of an hour of smooth sailing, so I don't understand what you mean by smooth sailing. If you mean that it is smooth sailing if we can walk more than 300 feet without being attacked by the barbarians, then we need hundreds or thousands of such smooth sailings, but you know that this is impossible to happen."

Gu Zhuo said calmly: "What do you want to say?"

Chu Jun asked: "Why don't you use the Three Lives Pagoda to hide your aura? Do you have to keep walking this path over and over again? I even feel that the barbarian in the Immortal Realm who seriously injured my uncle will appear in front of you soon."

Gu Zhuo shook his head.

Then, he realized that Chu Jun, who was standing behind him, could not see his movements, so he explained, "It's not that time yet."

Chu Jun didn't expect him to give a clear answer, so he said, "Okay."

Gu Zhuo continued forward and asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

Chu Jun followed behind him, took out some dry food and threw it forward, saying, "Let's chat? If we continue walking like this with no end in sight, it will be difficult to persist even if I know there is an end."

Gu Zhuo took the dry food, looked down, and said, "Okay."

Chu Jun said: "I have a friend."

Gu Zhuo ate the dry food that had already frozen hard, slowed down his pace, and listened quietly.

The night wind was strong and it rushed into the valley even faster, making a roaring sound.

Chu Jun always maintained a distance of three meters from him, not getting too close nor too far away, and said: "My friend is amazing. I may never catch up with him in this lifetime, but this does not make me despair, because I think the existence of such a person can inspire me to go further."

"This is also the reason why I insisted on coming to the wasteland. My master did not agree with my decision at first, but I thought that if I wanted to get closer to that person and leave myself a chance to surpass him, I had to take this trip."

Her voice was exceptionally calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her: "My master had no choice but to agree, and the only way he gave me to save my life was what you saw today."

Gu Zhuo objectively described it: "If it's not a lie, then what you said is really too stupid. Apart from making me think that you have no value to use, I can't find any extra use for you."

"I am certain."

Chu Jun said: "But since you are willing to bring me here, I don't want you to have false expectations. You can regard this as stupidity, but there should be three more words after it."

Gu Zhuo looked towards somewhere in front of him. There was a dark hole there, as deep as an abyss.

This did not bring him silence, saying, "Foolish pride?"

Chu Jun was slightly startled. He didn't expect that he had guessed it. He said seriously, "Once you have something like pride, you should be proud of it no matter how stupid you are. If you know how stupid you are and then turn back, then I will no longer be myself."

Gu Zhuo said: "It's still stupid."

As he spoke, he stopped and Zhexue appeared out of thin air.

Chu Jun had never seen him so serious before, and wondered if his speculation had come true?
Thinking this, the girl spoke her last words before that.

"At least this kind of stupidity can earn your trust."

Gu Zhuo did not answer.

A wild man walked out from the other end of the dark hole.

His left hand was broken at the wrist, blood still dripping from it, but his expression was so comfortable, as if he was drunk in the spring breeze.

He looked up at Gu Zhuo, his eyes burning with a faint green flame, and said with a smile: "I'm glad to meet you. I think this should be God's arrangement."

(End of this chapter)