The Word of Heaven

Chapter 228 Let’s Practice Together
Gu Zhuo thought about it and said honestly: "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. I even think it's a cute thing to do."

Yu Sheng asked in bewilderment, "Cute?"

"cute."

Gu Zhuo smiled and said, "I wouldn't lie to you in a place like this."

Yu Sheng thought that your cuteness was a little too weird, and asked, "Why?"

"No reason."

Gu Zhuo thought to himself, I can’t say that I have ever done anything more ridiculous than what you have done.

The memories from many years ago resurfaced in his eyes today, and he couldn't understand why he had portrayed himself as an immortal poet that night.

Then he thought about how his master later learned about this and pretended to be nonchalant while walking on Xuandu Mountain, chatting with everyone he met. After a few sentences, he would recite a few sentences he had copied back, making the entire Taoist sect praise that night as a legend that would not appear for a thousand years, and making it known to everyone in the world.

The word "Poet Immortal" comes from this.

The past is too hard to recall. Everywhere I look, I see only gloom and sadness.

As soon as he thought of this, all Gu Zhuo's thoughts faded away.

He looked Yu Sheng in the eye and said seriously, "Let's stop here."

Yu Sheng did not answer immediately.

If she remembered correctly, the next scene was the two of them actually walking side by side in the past.

Of course many other things happened later, scattered over many years, until we finally became strangers and completely cut off all contact.

As the long years passed, his master died, and her parents also died, and her and his realm became higher and higher, and people began to fear and avoid their names, and used other words to refer to them.

then.

The past is lost in the long river of time and is no longer known to the world.

Happy things should be remembered carefully, but they are really not worth lingering on.

Stories about old friends and piles of old papers.

It doesn't matter anymore.

"Ah."

Yu Sheng nodded gently and repeated to Gu Zhuo: "Let's stop here."

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The warm and decadent breath disappeared into thin air, and the lines engraved on the ground were buried by filth again. There was no trace of sunset outside the snow pavilion.

The gravekeeper raised his head and looked at the two people standing under the pavilion, puzzled but silent.

Three hours had passed since the young couple entered the formation, so the night was already deep and as dark as ink.

"how?"

Gu Zhuo's voice sounded.

"You passed."

The gravekeeper said woodenly: "But the only one who is qualified to inherit is you."

Gu Zhuo made a clear statement.

Then, he calmly held Yu Sheng's hand and walked out of the snow pavilion.

Yu Sheng was slightly startled and subconsciously tried to break free, but found that he had been taken away from the pavilion.

Everything happened so fast.

With nature.

Gu Zhuo let go of his hand and walked towards the grave.

A cold and violent aura became more and more real as he got closer to the grave.

Just as the gravekeeper had said at first, the ancestor of the Bai family buried in this grave was extremely unwilling to die, and his strong resentment and hatred were enough to bewitch ordinary people and make them lose their minds and go crazy.

But to Gu Zhuo, this was just a gust of wind on a midsummer night.

A little cool, that's all.

Gu Zhuo looked at the tombstone.

The stele is engraved with the name of the ancestor of the Bai family and his general life experience. The word "Yuhua" at the end is quite eye-catching.

He thought about it and roughly recalled who this person was and what kind of story he had.

Many years ago, there was a civil war in the imperial family of the Qin Dynasty. The ancestor of the Bai family buried in the tomb was the losing party. However, as the losing party in the civil war, he was not killed. Instead, he was suppressed in the underground palace under the old imperial city of Wangjing, buried in darkness for decades without seeing the light of day.

Such suffering became an opportunity for this person, allowing him to break through to the Yuhua realm, and ultimately gave him a reason to be killed.

How can I not hate a death like this?
Not to mention that after death, he would be buried in Baidi Mountain and become the heritage of future generations so that the Bai family could last for thousands of years.

When thinking about the two words "Yun", Gu Zhuo's expression was exceptionally calm, without any mockery or sarcasm.

How many similar things have happened in Taoism?
Gu Zhuo stopped.

The aura that originated from the frost catastrophe of all things enveloped him. At this moment, the darkness around him was just as cold as the darkness in the underground palace back then.

The next moment, countless strong emotions surged in from the night like a tide.

This process is not much different from going to the sea.

After the freezing waves temporarily receded, I bent over to pick up the shells and oysters.

Those shells and oysters are the true perceptions of the Bai family ancestor buried in the tomb about the frost catastrophe of all things. The difference between them depends on how thin or plump the meat is, representing the depth of those perceptions.

The fattest piece of oyster among them seemed to be pointing towards the state of metamorphosis.

Before the soul can no longer withstand the bone-chilling cold brought by the waves, everyone tries to pick as many shells as possible to gain the most benefits in a short period of time, because no one is greedy enough to take them all.

Gu Zhuo can.

Following Yu Sheng's suggestion, he did so.

Outside the tomb.

The gravekeeper looked at Gu Zhuo's back, silently calculating the time and frowning.

According to his past experience, he should have stepped in to save people at this time, but this junior never gave him this feeling, so how could he move forward?
About quarter of an hour later, Gu Zhuo turned around and went back.

The gravekeeper looked into his eyes, but could not find anything unusual, so he remained silent out of confusion.

Gu Zhuo knew what the gravekeeper was doing, so he thanked him and walked away side by side with Yu Sheng.

A sound was faintly heard in the night.

"Why so slow?"

“Because it’s serious.”

"But I am eating the wind with you."

"Then I'll be quicker next time?"

"Since you are serious, it's okay to go slower."

"Should we go fast or slow?"

"This is your business, not mine."

"But am I not listening to you?"

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There is no calendar in the mountains, and this is even more true for practicing.

In the winter of the thirty-ninth year of Zhengsheng, Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng spent a peaceful time. The disturbances in the outside world were buried by the clouds, and Baidi Mountain was quiet.

The two of them were extremely serious about their practice, and their voices could always be heard lingering in the two stone houses on the cliff.

Every word in the voice was a discussion, an analysis of the two skills of Tiandi Heng and Xingshuang Jie by Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng. Sometimes the former thought that the latter was biased, and sometimes the latter pointed out the loopholes in the former's words. Then the two began to discuss and study it. In the blink of an eye, several days or even dozens of days had passed...

From a certain perspective, spiritual practice is the most profound knowledge in the world, both on paper and in reality.

The two people sitting in the stone house are very likely the two people in the world today who have the deepest understanding and the furthest progress in this field of knowledge. They certainly won't fall into a situation where they will be in danger if they can't talk but don't act. It's just that they still have some issues that need to be clarified.

Yu Sheng's voice sounded particularly serious.

"The power of Tiandiheng lies in the fact that the universe will not collapse. If you keep to the right path, the source will be infinite. In essence, it is to put yourself in a state called keeping to the right path. This state can even be regarded as a dojo that has been shrunk countless times. The reason why the source can be infinite is because of this."

She said, “But the problem now is that the size of this dojo also restricts the power you can release. It draws an invisible line for you, erasing your possibility of fighting desperately.”

Gu Zhuo said: "This is the problem I had thought of from the beginning. Qiankun Collapse can be the key point to break the deadlock."

Yu Sheng pondered for a moment and said, "According to the results we have deduced so far, if the universe collapses, you have a 30% chance of becoming a waste, a 20% chance of falling to the realm of Dong Zhen, and a 10% chance of being seriously injured. As for the remaining 40% chance..."

Gu Zhuo smiled and said calmly: "He died on the spot."

Yu Sheng said calmly: "If we cannot solve the problems caused by the collapse of the universe and reduce the cost to an affordable level, then Tiandiheng will still be inferior to Yuanshi Daodian."

The Yuanshi Taoist Canon holds the most revered status in Taoism, not only because it is the Tiandao Sect's founding practice, but more importantly, it can create cause and effect.

There are only a handful of skills in the world that are qualified to be compared with the Yuanshi Taoist Canon. The Zhongtian Yinfu Jing mastered by the Qin royal family is one of them. There are some similarities between the two.

Besides this, even the Yuanshi Demonic Scripture that Yingxu Sword cultivated by taking an unconventional approach was still lacking in several points.

"There is another extremely troublesome matter."

Yu Shengmo frowned, shook his head and said, "Breaking through the realm is not an easy thing. It is very likely to bring you the risk of falling into imbalance. At that time, you will endure the difficult situation I mentioned earlier. It is certainly better than the collapse of the universe, but not much after all."

The more she understood Tiandi Heng, the more she could see the cruel side of this technique hidden beneath its peaceful appearance.

What is very interesting is that the Star Frost Tribulation evolved from the most extreme frost of all things.

what is this?
You are walking on the path of my past life, and I am walking on the path of your past life?

Yu Sheng shook his head, letting these thoughts leave his mind, and said calmly, "Go on."

Gu Zhuo said: "Regarding the question I raised yesterday about the Frost Tribulation of All Things..."

Yu Sheng naturally would not refuse. He took over the conversation and began to tell about his thoughts last night.

This was their twenty-seventh discussion since entering Baidi Mountain.

By evening, the sun was setting.

Gu Zhuo was a little tired and said, "That's all for today."

Yu Sheng rubbed his brows and asked softly, "Do you want to try it?"

Gu Zhuo said: "Okay."

Yu Sheng stood up and walked out.

The twenty-seventh discussion between the two was temporarily put on hold, and the next natural step was to put what they had learned from the discussion into practice.

Cultivation is not only about practice, but also about fighting.

Many ideas and thoughts can only be truly presented in battle, and this is what verification means.

The battle was certainly not between Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng, because the latter was hiding his identity and was not suitable for such a thing, so the person they finally chose was... Bai Langxing.

Yes, it is His Royal Highness the Third Prince of the Great Qin Empire.

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"It's only been a few days?"

Bai Langxing opened his eyes wide, his voice full of fear: "Why are you here again!"

Gu Zhuo asked casually: "Do you want to fight?"

Having said that, he had already walked to Bai Langxing's bed, picked up the iron gun hidden under the bed, and threw it over.

Bai Langxing naturally didn't want to fight with Gu Zhuo, because the two of them had already had nearly ten sparring matches in the past two months, and he had never had the upper hand once, let alone won.

From being complacent at the beginning, believing that his progress in cultivation on Baidi Mountain was so extraordinary that few of his peers could match him, to suffering an unbelievable defeat, and then to feeling confused and numb in his Tao heart, and then to the fear at this moment, what a sad journey of the heart has this been?
However, thinking this way, Bai Langxing finally resolutely picked up the iron gun and walked out of the house. Halfway through, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Bai Nanming.

Yu Sheng no longer wore the bamboo hat, and his face, covered by the martial arts taught by Gu Zhuo, was still as handsome as usual.

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

Bai Langxing hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Yu Sheng said, “Speak.”

Bai Langxing thought this person was really cold, and asked in a low voice: "Can you help me persuade him not to look for me again?"

Yu Sheng said calmly: "How can I persuade someone as determined as him?"

Bai Langxing obviously disagreed with this, which was mainly reflected in his following words.

"Gu Zhuo even brought you with him to Baidi Mountain. It's obvious that he loves you to the extreme. When you two lie in bed together at night and you are both tired, please whisper a few words in his ear for me, such as saying that I am no longer suitable to be his opponent. If you consider him like this, how can he not listen to you?"

"You are the person closest to him!"

"Of course, I won't let you do this for nothing. Just ask for whatever you want..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Yu Sheng smiled at him, then turned around and walked out the door.

Bai Langxing was a little confused.

Gu Zhuo looked at Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng said expressionlessly: "Don't hold back on your actions anymore."

"why?"

Gu Zhuo was very confused.

Because of what happened in recent days, he did feel a little apologetic towards Bai Langxing.

Yu Sheng said indifferently: "Bai Langxing thought we were sleeping in the same room."

Gu Zhuo thought about it and said, "It's not too strange to have such an idea."

Yu Sheng continued, "Bai Langxing thought we were sleeping in the same bed."

Gu Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard this, and said tactfully: "This is indeed easy to be misunderstood."

Yu Sheng looked at him quietly, and finally said: "Bai Langxing still wants me to persuade you."

Gu Zhuo was no longer in trouble.

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Happy times are often the same, the only difference is whether the weather is sunny or not.

Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng don’t care about weather changes, rain or snow. Their distinction of time mainly depends on one thing.

——Discuss with Bai Langxing.

Of course, the main reason for this lies with Yu Sheng.

All in all, the two of them are now living in a cycle.

Eat, discuss Taoism, practice, and beat Bai Langxing.

The first two are repeated, and the latter is left empty.

Then one day, Bai Langxing recovered from his injury and was beaten again.

During this period, Bai Langxing also thought about leaving, but he was reluctant to leave Baidi Mountain. More importantly, every time after being beaten by Gu Zhuo, he always felt that his practice had made great progress.

Later on, one day, he even secretly looked forward to the other party coming to his house, and no longer feared him like a wolf or a tiger.

However, to his regret, Gu Zhuo seemed to be stuck in a difficult problem recently and had not come for a long time.

Bai Langxing sat on the doorstep, looking at the setting winter day, with a melancholy look on his face and sighing deeply.

He decided that if he couldn't wait for Gu Zhuo to come in a few days, he would pay him a visit.

But...what excuse can I use for this?
It didn't take Bai Langxing too long to think of the reason.

——That painting.

As for what his aunt thought, first of all, he didn't think that the rumors on Baidi Mountain would spread to the capital of gods, and even if they were really known... he thought his aunt would appreciate his desire to seek the truth, right?
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With the passing of a cold rain, time passed silently and spring arrived.

The trees on Baidi Mountain have not yet sprouted new buds, but Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng have made progress in their practice and can wait for the flowers to bloom.

During the winter they left, the two men visited several more ancestral tombs of the Bai family. Naturally, the grave keepers had different requirements for visiting the tombs.

Among them, there was a tomb that made Gu Zhuo feel complicated.

The complexity certainly does not lie in the difficulty, but in the fact that the content of the test is color.

It is either the emptiness of color in Zen Buddhism or the word "color" in wine, sex, money and anger.

In the illusion created by the formation, not only Yu Sheng was standing beside him, but the other girls were naturally not strangers.

This was also the only test that Yu Sheng did not experience side by side with Gu Zhuo.

What’s very interesting is that the ancestor of the Bai family buried in the grave was a lonely widower with no desires.

Later, Gu Zhuo asked Yu Sheng about this matter and got a simple and direct answer.

The main purpose of that formation is to arouse the carnal desires of the person being tested, so as to prevent him from becoming a de facto eunuch after accepting the inheritance and cutting off the bloodline of the Bai family.

As for Bai Nanming?
She had never visited the ancestor in the tomb a hundred years ago.

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"how?"

Bai Langxing's eyes were particularly bright, and he said proudly, "Aunt was pretty when she was young, right?"

There was no one else in the stone house.

——Yu Sheng was asked to leave by Bai Langxing.

Gu Zhuo didn't say anything.

With the sunlight pouring in from the window, he looked at the painting in front of him, his expression gradually becoming serious.

The wind stopped and the snow stopped, and the sky and the earth were all white.

There is a strange pine tree outside the cliff, and on the branch there is a girl sitting alone.

The girl held a fishing rod in her hand, her expression indifferent, as if she regarded all living beings as nothing.

"Aunt has more than one painting."

Bai Langxing coughed, cleared his throat, and said, "If you still want to see it, you can come to me another day."

After saying this, he generously left the old painting and turned away.

Yu Sheng was standing outside the house and could hear it clearly.

then.

For a long time afterwards, Bai Langxing didn't see Gu Zhuo again, which made him feel melancholy.

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In the blink of an eye, it is the end of spring and early summer is approaching.

The peach blossoms on the mountain had already bloomed, but Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng's practice inevitably slowed down, and they fell into the trouble brought by time - certain stages of practice cannot avoid the word time.

At the same time, the world was not entirely quiet, as news continued to come from the foot of the mountain.

Zen Buddhism has already pushed forward a new national master, who comes from Changle Temple.

But it was not the abbot who had achieved the state of enlightenment.

The court did not express much opinion on this, and the Queen Mother calmly accepted the result, because this was an alliance made by both parties a hundred years ago and no one would regret it.

Pei Jinge is retracing the path that Yingxu has taken. For this reason, she is becoming more and more involved in the affairs of the Tianming Sect.

People gradually came to know that the new leader of the Tianming Sect had an extremely powerful right-hand man who was very capable of killing people.

The situation of the Sky Patrol has stabilized, and the people living in it have begun to miss their past power. The situation of the sect disciples who were forced to leave is still not good. It is said that Chen Chi was exiled down the mountain.

After Lin Wanyi broke through the barrier, he looked around Chaotian Sword Palace and found no one he recognized. He felt lonely and confused.

Fortunately, the girl remained strong-willed and after careful consideration, she decided to go down the mountain and begin her journey into the world.

Of course, the letter left for her by the Queen was opened. There were no words of concern in the letter, but it calmly told a very cruel fact.

——The cause of death of Lin Wanyi’s father and the inheritance of Yingxu may fall on Gu Zhuo.

As for the former chief of the Sky Patrol Department who has passed away?

Just like water disappearing into water, no one knew where he went, not even Qing Xiaoyue.

The only thing people know is that Wuyou Mountain has recovered from the drastic changes of the previous year and is no longer struggling, just like a dead tree coming back to life, radiating new and vigorous vitality.

This is the forty years of sainthood.

His Majesty the Emperor still sits quietly in Jinghai, not meeting the world, let alone leaving the capital.

However, the world is still shrouded in his will.

Observe the tranquility with purity.

The Yi River is calm.

The same is true for all the sects and thousand-year-old families in the world.

Everyone knows that there will be peace in the world until His Majesty the Emperor leaves.

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One day, the sun broke through the clouds and the sky was bright red.

"do you remember?"

Yu Sheng looked at the red sun, narrowed his eyes, and said softly: "Why should I ask you to come to Baidi Mountain?"

Gu Zhuo stood beside her and said, "I have a good memory."

——The true meaning of all things in frosty weather.

From late autumn last year to early summer now, the two have been preparing to take this thing away for nearly a year.

"Can you tell me now?"

Gu Zhuo's voice was very calm: "Why do we have to go through so much trouble?"

In fact, he already had a guess about the secret hidden in Baidi Mountain, which was just waiting for the final verification.

Yu Sheng was silent for a while, then said, "You'll know soon."

Gu Zhuo looked at Yu Sheng and said casually, "For example, today?"

The light from the morning sun enveloped the two of them, bringing warmth that seeped into their hearts.

"Alright."

She took Gu Zhuo's hand and walked towards Tianqiong Peak: "Let's do it today."

Tianqiong Peak is the highest point of Baidi Mountain.

Buried there are every emperor since the founding of the Qin Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)