The Word of Heaven

Chapter 218 Gu Zhuo and Taoist Master

Two roars spread across the Chiyin Peak shrouded in cold fog and spread to further places.

That was the anger of the high priest and the leader of the Chiyin Cult. They watched the most important thing in their lives slip through their fingers, and there was no way to stop it. Perhaps they would never see that person again. The strong sense of regret surged like a tide, making it impossible for them to remain indifferent and calm.

The two of them turned around suddenly and stared into each other's eyes.

The next moment, the palm of the Chiyin Sect Leader that was facing upward suddenly turned over and pressed down, and then it was time to strike down.

At the same time, the high priest swung his only remaining arm and punched upwards.

It's not a tacit understanding, but a resolute hatred.

boom!
The fog dissipates silently, but the mountains collapse loudly.

Continuous loud rumbling noises came from the top of the mountain and entered the ears of Gu Zhuo and Chu Jun. Occasionally, some gravel fell and brushed past them - that was the horrific aftermath of the head-on confrontation between the two people on the mountain top.

Chu Jun's face had turned pale, and her clothes were as dirty as when she was digging the hole, but she didn't dare to stop even for a moment, because Gu Zhuo was lying on her back, handing his life to her.

She used the limbs of the giant millipede that Yu Yang transformed into as stone steps and ran down at the fastest speed.

A moment ago, when the breath of frost and snow gushed out from the giant insect's mouth, Gu Zhuo pulled it out and waited.

In that extremely brief moment, the two were able to step into the gap left by Yu Yang in advance and escape danger.

Even though it was far away from the previous present, Chu Jun was still nervous and couldn't relax at all.

Gu Zhuo and Chu Jun stood back to back, their eyes naturally falling on the cliff.

The night wind brought drizzle, wetting his cheeks and bringing a chill.

As he was thinking about something, his expression became increasingly calm, as if he was out of the matter.

Until one moment, Chu Jun's voice rang out.

"Almost there."

She asked, "How do I get there?"

Gu Zhuo said: "Just go forward."

After saying these four words, his brows furrowed and pain flashed in the corners of his eyes.

Chu Jun carried him on his back, stepped on the frozen insect limbs, looked at the ground shrouded in thick fog, and did not dare to take a deep breath for fear of the cold. He bit his lower lip hard with his teeth, not caring about the bleeding.

The girl suddenly exerted force with her feet, throwing herself and Gu Zhuo in a beautiful curve and sinking into the water-like mist.

Just when she thought she was going to drown, the fog ahead suddenly cleared up, revealing a path so narrow that only two people could pass through, allowing Chu Jun to continue moving forward.

boom!
Chu Jun fell to the ground, his body surging with severe pain, which was a sign of being unable to bear the burden.

But she did not stop for a moment. She followed Gu Zhuo's words and walked straight forward, even ignoring the strange scenes happening around her.

——The cold fog seemed to have a different will. From the moment Gu Zhuo said those four words, they began to wrestle with each other. The picture that appeared was like two waves colliding with each other.

However, even Chu Jun could clearly sense that one side was at a clear disadvantage and could not sustain a long-term confrontation. It would not be long before the two sides would completely collapse.

Above, the Chiyin Sect Leader and the High Priest had not yet stopped fighting. With thunderous noises, gravel continued to fall, mixed with the freezing rain.

Gu Zhuo closed his eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, but all the sounds finally dissipated and the world became quiet again.

Dawn has not yet arrived, and this is the darkest time in the world. There is no light at all when looking around.

Chu Jun used Zhexue as a crutch, carried Gu Zhuo on his back, and walked with difficulty in the deep snow.

The situation at this time was certainly still not good, but it was much easier than the previous life-and-death situation.

At some point, she found a sheltered spot and sat down.

After running in the night for a long time, the world in front of me is still dim, but it is no longer pitch black and I can see things.

After resting for a while, Chu Jun stood up and used his sword to roll up the accumulated snow, creating a snow wall to block the lingering night wind and conceal any noise here.

Then she used her Taoist magic to raise a flame, dispelling the darkness and bringing warmth.

She pursed her lips, worried that the firelight would shine through the snow wall. She reached out and dug a hole in the ground and went outside to look. She made sure that it was still pitch black outside, and then she felt relieved.

Gu Zhuo sat there, watching all this happen quietly without saying a word.

"Let's talk."

Chu Jun finished all these things with great difficulty and walked back to Gu Zhuo's side with a shaky step. He almost fell to the ground as if exhausted, and only used the sword to support his body.

She slowly leaned back, using the cold stone wall as a support, and said in a weak voice, "I have a few things I want to talk to you about."

Gu Zhuo came back to his senses, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled very politely.

This doesn't mean promise.

"Later."

He said, “It’s not over over there.”

Chu Jun looked at him, thought about it, and remained silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Zhuo closed his eyes and sighed softly.

Hearing this sigh, Chu Jun thought that the battle over there must be over. The winner might have been decided, but life and death probably had not been decided.

As she thought of this, her voice flowed out from her lips, very light and a little weak.

"If I weren't there, would you still go to Chiyin Peak?"

Gu Zhuo closed his eyes and said softly: "I said, it doesn't matter how I choose, but whether I meet him or not, because that may be God's will."

Chu Jun said: "When you said this, I reminded you that you were going to die today."

Gu Zhuo smiled and said, "I don't want to repeat the conversation we had at that time. I've already said it once about begging for life from death."

Chu Jun said calmly: "I don't plan to talk to you about this."

"So what do you want to talk about?"

"Talk about you."

"I?"

"Well, because now I think there is something wrong with you."

Gu Zhuo opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Chu Jun, and said with a smile: "What's my problem?"

Chu Jun paused and said, "You are a very remarkable person."

Gu Zhuo said: "It is indeed true."

Chu Jun looked into his eyes and said seriously: "But you are a cripple now."

Gu Zhuo's smile remained unchanged, and he was not angry either. He said, "I have never denied it either."

It was freezing cold, and a Taoist fire was burning in the high wall made of frost and snow. The warm light fell on the two people, making their two pairs of eyes look more beautiful than before, and creating a bit of warmth for the night talk.

"You still don't understand?"

Chu Jun frowned and said word by word: "If you can't recognize your current position, then what happened today will happen again, but you can't be so lucky every time, with people like Yu Yang willing to die for you, and people like me risking their lives to save you."

Gu Zhuo didn't say anything.

Chu Jun said: "I really don't understand why you insist on putting yourself in danger. Is the principle of not sitting in the hall so complicated? I don't think it's that difficult to understand, right?"

When she said this, her speaking speed was no different from usual and her voice was very soft.

It doesn't seem like persuasion or warning, but just an objective description of the facts.

Gu Zhuo said: "Some things, as long as they are related to you, even if you try to get away with it at the moment, you will still have to solve them yourself in the end. This may be the cause and effect."

It was the truth, his sincere words.

The Chiyin Sect was born because of Yingxu, and happened to appear in his world during this trip. As a master, he should do something about it, such as cleaning up the mess left by his apprentice. This is his idea.

In fact, the incident in the Chiyin Sect also proved that his inference was correct. Many changes in the wilderness in recent years were directly related to Yingxu.

"I don't deny this truth."

Chu Jun shook his head and said, "The problem is that this isn't the way things should be done."

Gu Zhuo said: "Really?"

Chu Jun looked at him and said, "You are a cripple now, what right do you have to do these things? I saw a sentence in the history books, can the revenge of nine generations still be avenged? The revenge of a hundred generations can still be avenged. Most things in this world are like this, cultivation requires time, revenge requires opportunity, and seeds need to sprout before they can grow into big trees. Are the two words 'wait' so difficult to understand?"

Gu Zhuo smiled slightly and said, "Because I am disabled, I have to wait."

Chu Jun said: "Yes, it is that simple."

Without waiting for Gu Zhuo to speak, she suddenly changed the subject.

"I told you before that I have never thought about who you are. Of course, I lied to you because as long as I am still a human, I will inevitably be curious."

"I guess you are the Taoist master because your attainments in Taoism are too profound. I'm afraid even my master can't compare to you. In the past few hundred years, only the Taoist master meets this condition."

Chu Jun said: "What I want to tell you is that if you are really the Taoist master, then everything you are doing now is wrong."

Gu Zhuo said softly: "Is it wrong?"

Chu Jun looked at him and said seriously, "Wrong."

Gu Zhuo said gently, "Then have you ever thought about this question? If I am the Taoist master in your words and the Demon Lord in people's eyes, then all of this is destined to be something I cannot escape from."

"Do not."

Chu Jun looked into Gu Zhuo's eyes quietly and said, "You just did it wrong."

Gu Zhuo was silent for a while, then said, "I'd like to hear more details."

Chu Jun said: "Do you know who I thought you were at first?"

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo suddenly felt regretful.

However, at this point, it was no longer the time for him to stop just by saying stop.

Sure enough, those two words appeared in Chu Jun's words.

"Gu Zhuo."

She said: "This is the name you used on that ancient battlefield. At first, I really thought you were Gu Zhuo, my friend."

Gu Zhuo said nothing.

Chu Jun didn't care, and continued: "Because your back looks too much like him, but as I get to know you more and more, this thought becomes less and less."

Gu Zhuo asked: "Why?"

Chu Jun was quiet for a moment, then said, "The Gu Zhuo I know is fundamentally different from you."

Gu Zhuo said: "For example?"

"Because he is a peer that I admire."

Chu Jun's tone was calm and sincere: "I'm not a so-called senior like you who likes to play tricks, speaks words that are hard to guess, and seems unfathomable but is actually powerless."

This sentence really left Gu Zhuo speechless.

If it was another name, he would not have such thoughts at all and would just treat it as boring wind in his ears.

But the person he was talking about was him.

Chu Jun said: "Everything he did before and after the summer festival last year, the bloody incident on Chang Street, the enemy with the prince by the White Horse Lake, the defeat of the enemy for his junior sister in Cangshan Mountain, and the end of the summer festival with a sword in front..." "I like the choices he made during those days, not because of the final success or failure, but because everything is direct and straightforward, and definitely not as clingy as you."

She said seriously, "When you see an enemy, you draw your sword. When you see someone you like, you are willing to get close to him or her, even if that person is bald and short. Whether you like him or not is the most important thing."

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo suddenly felt sorry for the Immaculate Monk.

Then he said, "Have you ever thought that this is just your prejudice? Your yearning and hope for beauty? Rather than the fact?"

Chu Jun said: "Maybe."

Gu Zhuo smiled gently and said, "Do you still think I was wrong now?"

"of course."

Chu Jun said firmly, "I have never changed my mind. If you were a Taoist master, you should live like Gu Zhuo, focus on the present, and do things that are appropriate for your age. This is the right way to do it."

Gu Zhuo still had a smile on his face, and said, "I just told you that if I were the Taoist master, I would not be able to escape from what is happening right now."

Chu Jun shook his head and said, "Do you think living like that is a form of escape?"

Gu Zhuo said, "Such meaningless and foolish words that do not provide any specific solutions really make me regret having this conversation with you."

At some point, the voices of both of them were no longer calm, and gradually became rapid, no longer as calm and gentle as at the beginning.

The light of the Dao Fire was flickering, and the walls made of ice and snow were becoming more solid, with lingering sounds.

A dead silence.

A long silence.

"I do not regret."

Chu Jun said: "I just want to ask you a question now."

Gu Zhuo was silent for a moment and said, "Ask."

Chu Jun looked at him and said, "Have you ever thought that when all you see is the past, your world is destined to be made up of old fragments of the past?"

Gu Zhuo said expressionlessly: "I said, these are not my choices, because my world is made up of these things."

Chu Jun suddenly asked: "Do you know that you are very short now?"

Gu Zhuo didn't say anything.

Chu Jun used Zhexue to support his body, stood up, looked down at him, and said: "See, now you are not even as good as me."

Gu Zhuo closed his eyes and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"When the sky falls, there will always be tall people holding it up."

Chu Jun looked at him incomprehensibly and asked, "You obviously have people you can trust, why do you have to be alone and solve these problems by yourself? Can't you give others a little more trust? This is your own choice, right?"

Gu Zhuo remained silent.

Chu Jun said: "Before going to Chiyin Sect, I asked you why you didn't let Senior Yishui come to save you. You told me that if you were saved, you would definitely die because your identity would be exposed."

"Of course you will be exposed. Anyone who sees you like this will know that there is something wrong with you. It is never others who betray you, it is you who betray yourself!"

Her tone became more and more urgent: "If you live like Gu Zhuo, instead of hiding yourself in the dark like now, who would doubt your identity?"

Gu Zhuo didn't know what to say.

Chu Jun stared into his eyes and asked coldly, "Is it possible that in this world, it is strange for elders to save the lives of younger generations?"

"My commander is probably dead. He was killed by the high priest so that I could live to appear before you. Isn't this the truth?"

The girl said bluntly: "Does Yishui have to risk his life to save you? No, he can save you without any effort. The reason you refuse to do so is because you don't believe him. You think he is an uncontrollable factor. You don't want others to interfere in your affairs, but you don't even know that you can't control the overall situation at present! You still want to solve all the problems at once. You are seeking death and digging your own grave by doing this. Do you understand now?!"

Up to this moment in his life, Chu Jun had never spoken such a long speech.

She had never thought that one day she would offend an elder in such a tone, but at this moment she had no regrets in her heart, because she was sure that it was the right thing to do.

She was very grateful for the insights that Gu Zhuo had brought her, although she was still unwilling to acknowledge their master-disciple relationship and did not want to become a messy puppet.

She didn't want this elder to indulge in endless past events, sinking deeper and deeper step by step, and eventually drowning in the past.

Of course she knew that big shots often had their own considerations, but she believed that no matter how many considerations there were, they should all be based on survival. At least, they should not take inexplicable risks like they were doing now, where they would find themselves in danger and unable to extricate themselves just because of a coincidence of passing by.

Many thoughts lingered in Chu Jun's sea of ​​consciousness, but instead of making her lose consciousness, they made her even calmer.

Her breathing became less rapid and she slowly calmed down. She said, "The above are all my words to you based on personal feelings."

Gu Zhuo laughed dumbly and asked, "So do you have anything else to say?"

"Well, it's based on pure interests."

Chu Jun looked into Gu Zhuo's eyes and finally said seriously: "If you are really the Taoist master, I sincerely hope that you can live forever, because I am the future master of Qingjing Temple."

After saying this, the girl put down the snow in her hand and walked out along the tunnel she had dug earlier.

I don't know when, the morning light appeared in the sky.

Everything last night seemed like a dream. The wind, rain and fog were all illusions. The warm sunlight falling on her body brought reality to her.

Chu Jun was stunned for a moment, squinting at the sun that was mostly hidden by the clouds, and suddenly laughed.

Then she placed her hands on the wall of snow she had built up last night, causing it to collapse.

With a small sound, Gu Zhuo's head was covered with snow, and his whole body was white.

Chu Jun thought about it and didn't say sorry.

Gu Zhuo stood up and slowly and methodically wiped the ice and snow off his body, coughing as he did so.

After doing these things, he looked at Chu Jun again, also without saying a word, looking up at the sky.

Suddenly the wind rose and the clouds dispersed.

The sunlight suddenly became so bright that it was hard to open one's eyes.

Chu Jun was looking directly at the sun, bearing the brunt of it and shedding tears.

The girl quickly closed her eyes and rubbed her eye sockets, only to find that the cloud had dispersed inexplicably.

Gu Zhuo looked very serious.

This is mainly reflected in the fact that he did not smile secretly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Not long after, Chu Jun thought that he was the junior after all, and what he said last night was enough of a rebuttal, and he couldn't let his senior lose face and speak up again.

She said: "I will continue to protect you on the rest of the road until we leave the wasteland."

Gu Zhuo didn't say anything.

Chu Jun thought this was too stingy, and said, "Do you want me to carry you on my back?"

Gu Zhuo remained silent.

Chu Jun looked at him, shook his head and said, "I won't apologize, because I'm not wrong."

Until then, Gu Zhuo finally stopped being silent.

"Zizai Daoist is not dead."

He raised his hand, pointed to the mountain pass in the distance, and said, "The people are over there."

Chu Jun was stunned.

Gu Zhuo said: "Just follow him later. The temple master will definitely send someone. You won't be in too much danger."

Having said that, he pondered for a moment and handed the Zhexue over.

"Whether it's a crutch or something else, just give it back to me after you leave the wasteland."

Chu Jun subconsciously asked: "Why?"

Gu Zhuo said: "Just send it to Yishui."

After saying this, he turned around and walked back the way he came. That was the direction of Chiyin Peak, which was also where Taoist Zizai came from.

Chu Jun looked at his back and said bewilderedly: "What on earth are you going to do?"

"Take this opportunity to finish what needs to be done."

Gu Zhuo sighed lightly, without even turning his head, and raised the old sword in his hand lazily.

The sky is cloudless and the sun is shining.

The image of the young man holding the sword was a little blurry, making it difficult for Chu Jun to see clearly. He always felt that there was another person standing next to Gu Zhuo.

The man seemed to feel the girl's gaze. He turned around to look at her, waved and greeted her politely.

Chu Jun was slightly startled, and then he guessed who this person was.

The girl felt a surge of pride in her heart and smiled sweetly.

The autumn scenery of heaven and earth is thus equally divided.

……

……

"It surprised me that."

"I didn't expect that either."

"What does it feel like?"

"It's hard to describe in words."

"Indeed, if I were scolded like this by a junior, I would be extremely uncomfortable."

"I don't feel bad at all."

"Well, let's not talk about this."

"What are we talking about?"

"Are you not afraid of being exposed now?"

Wang Ji's voice was full of curiosity.

Wait a minute, it's his sword. As long as he wants, he can know everything that happens next to the blade.

Out of respect, he naturally wouldn't go that far, but he did know about the previous conversation.

Gu Zhuo said calmly: "Just like she said, when the sky falls, there will always be tall people to hold it up. What does it have to do with me now?"

Wang Ji raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me make it clear first. It's okay for me to help you with a small matter like today, but if it's a big matter that could wipe out your entire family, don't count on me."

Gu Zhuo said: "I didn't count on you either."

Wang Ji became even more curious, looked at his profile, and asked, "Who do you count on?"

Gu Zhuo raised his head and glanced at the bright sky and the snow-capped peaks standing under the sky.

The sun warmed his whole body, and there was no trace of the old gloom, which made him say the answer very naturally.

“Who else could this be?”

"Of course it's my senior sister."

(End of this chapter)