The Word of Heaven

Chapter 233: Eventually Flowing East

The lake water lost its luster and the thick fog dissipated with the wind.

The evening breeze, with the last bit of heat left, kissed the swaying branches and leaves, circled around the old lake, and fell on the hair.

Before he knew it, Yu Sheng's hair had already been wet with sweat.

Even now, after nightfall, her face was still visibly pale, which could not be concealed or covered.

In her current state of mind, she should have just stood by and watched, but she could never make herself become that kind of person, and was destined to bring trouble upon herself.

Gu Zhuo is not any better than Yu Sheng, in fact, he is even worse.

The moment the white light faded away, he felt weaker than ever before in his life. He just tried hard to keep his body from bending, let alone sinking into the lake.

For them at the moment, Bai Nanming's realm when he was alive was really too high. No matter how powerful their souls were, they would eventually be restricted and affected by their current realm. This was the biggest problem.

Otherwise why would it come to this?

Gu Zhuo raised his head, feeling the cold lake water that was beginning to submerge his ankles, and said, "I'm so tired."

Yu Sheng hummed softly.

There are no stars tonight, as the bright moon is mostly hidden by clouds.

A little moonlight fell on the lake, bringing a faint glow.

Taking advantage of the dim light, Gu Zhuo withdrew his gaze and looked again at Bai Nanming who was sitting on the stone in the middle of the lake.

The mountains and rivers have long since disappeared, and the true face appears between heaven and earth. It has not aged and is still perfect and impeccable.

Gu Zhuo looked at Bai Nanming's face quietly, many memories of the past surged in his heart and appeared before his eyes.

All these memories finally froze on that rainy night.

They stood apart from each other with an umbrella, the girl brushed her hair gently, smiled sweetly, and was extremely proud.

That was the first time the two of them really met.

Then Gu Zhuo looked into Bai Nanming's eyes, looking at that gentle and beautiful look, and recalled again that their meeting happened more than a hundred years ago.

After a moment of silence, he said, "It will eventually flow eastward."

Yu Sheng shook her head and said, "Heaven and earth have listened to her."

Gu Zhuo looked at the beautiful lake under the moonlight, thought about what happened today, and said slowly: "Today, all the sorrows of the past will be gone."

Yu Sheng smiled, a bright and carefree smile, and finally said: "It is worth the trip."

……

Suddenly, it started to rain at night.

The lake was full of ripples, the rocks in the center of the lake were gradually wetted, and the man disappeared like smoke.

That night the sound of rain echoed on the bluestone and in the water of the lake. It was the same tonight, with no difference.

The two rains echoed in the quiet night, mixed with the noise of the world, making it impossible to distinguish between the past and the present.

Smoke and clouds enter the eyes.

Gu Zhuo suddenly remembered.

It was actually midsummer that year.

……

The capital of gods, Jinghai.

Dense clouds covered the sky, the earth was pitch dark, and there was no light.

His Majesty the Emperor sat alone, with no one beside him.

He lowered his head, not knowing what he was looking at, or perhaps nothing at all.

There was a long silence.

It was not until a long time later that His Majesty the Emperor raised his head again, his eyes calm.

The eunuch leader appeared behind him, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "Your Majesty, please accept my condolences."

"There is no sorrow."

His Majesty the Emperor said, "Why should we mourn?"

The eunuch leader was stunned and didn't know what to say.

"Get ready."

His Majesty the Emperor had no expression on his face and said in a cold tone: "Things are about to happen."

……

Cihang Temple, that ancient tree.

Monk Kuzhou's expression changed several times. He sensed the changes between heaven and earth in disbelief, with his eyes wide open.

His voice trembled, and he asked in disbelief: "Is it...Is my perception wrong?"

"No."

Dao Xiu looked calm, shook his head and said, "Her Royal Highness the Princess has passed away."

Upon hearing these words, Kuzhou monk was unable to calm down as if struck by lightning. His facial expression kept changing from joy to fear. The Zen mind that he had gained after decades of practice could not be calmed down at all.

It’s not that his realm is too shallow or his Zen mind is unstable, but the life and death of a person who is about to ascend to heaven is too important, enough to affect the entire situation in the human world. More importantly, this is directly related to the future of Zen.

How could he not think about it and worry whether this was a huge trap?

Until Master Daoxiu's voice sounded.

"According to the original plan."

He said, “Let’s start with the summer festival.”

……

Pure view, under that roof.

Chu Jun looked at the master and said softly, "It seems you guessed wrong."

"Yes."

The master of the temple said with deep emotion: "The world is really wonderful. There are always such unexpected changes."

Chu Jun thought about it, shook his head and said, "Maybe it's not an accident."

"Maybe."

The temple master did not comment, but chuckled and said mockingly: "Just like the defeat of the Taoist sect that year, it seemed unexpected, but it was actually destined by heaven."

Chu Jun lowered his head, wondering if this was just a casual remark.
She didn't think for too long, raised her head and said, "Disciple wants to go into seclusion."

The master looked at her with a smile and asked, "Why?"

"During this trip to the wilderness, I have realized that with my current state of mind, I am not qualified to get involved in any major event."

Chu Jun said seriously: "Instead of facing the reality of being powerless, it is better to spend this time on something more meaningful."

The master of the temple suppressed his smile and said appreciatively, "It should be so."

Chu Jun turned around and walked towards the cave.

At this moment, the voice of the temple master sounded leisurely.

"When you come out of seclusion, maybe you can miss the summer festival."...

……

Yishui, on the island in the middle of the river.

The thick fog lingered, hanging on the branches like ribbons.

Wang Ji pushed his wheelchair to the riverside, looked towards the south, and looked melancholy.

His eyes were complicated because he didn't expect Bai Nanming to leave tonight.

Logically speaking, he really didn't like that woman, so he should be somewhat happy at this moment, but at this moment he was only thinking about one question - how do you feel now?
Why does the sound of the rushing river sound like it is weeping?
……

……

Just like Yingxu's death, Bai Nanming's departure could not be hidden and was known to the powerful people in the world.

In Chaozhou City, Pei Jinge, who was reading the notes left by Yingxu by lamplight at night, stood up and looked at the bright moon outside the window with a confused look, wondering what was going on.

On the official road shrouded in the night, the first person under the immortality, who was respected as the rising sun on earth, stopped his steps towards the capital of gods, with regret that could not be concealed in his eyes.

Among all the people in the Yuhua realm, he most wanted to have a head-on battle with Bai Nanming. It had nothing to do with interests or grudges, but only because the fighting style of this Princess was most similar to his.

Now that he is on the verge of a breakthrough, that person is no longer there. What a pity.

Similar scenes and emotions kept appearing, because people had long been aware of the influence Bai Nanming possessed, so after sighing, those practitioners standing on high places all had a premonition.

There will be chaos in the world.

The Lord of Si died of old age, and the eldest princess passed away.

Even though His Majesty the Emperor is still undoubtedly the best in the world, the Qin Dynasty is no longer as unshakable as it used to be.

……

As for the countries in the world, such as Southern Qi and Northern Yan?
The king and his ministers were all toasting each other, celebrating Bai Nanming's death with fine wine in the darkness where they dared not make a sound.

——It was this eldest princess who led the troops personally and forced them to sign many unequal treaties that are still in use today.

Even if the enemy did not die at one's hands and it cannot be considered revenge, it is still something to be happy about.

……

At the top of Tianqiong Peak, the night rain stopped.

There was no one on the rock in the center of the lake.

Gu Zhuo took a few steps forward and sat down.

The same is true for Yu Sheng.

Sadness should not be the main theme of life.

Just as the night rain will eventually stop, the sun will always rise as usual.

In the end, we still have to look straight ahead.

"Next, I will go directly back to the capital."

Yu Sheng said: "There are many things waiting for me over there, and they can't be done without me."

Gu Zhuo was quiet for a moment, then said, "How sure are you?"

Back then, Bai Nanming decided to postpone her own death and let the world know about it in the future. Without any deep thinking, one could infer that this was a trap she had set.

As for who this game is set up for, it naturally depends on who wants to step into it.

If he guessed correctly, Yu Sheng would definitely be able to take action at the most critical moment.

Besides this, His Majesty the Emperor probably has many other arrangements.

"It's the same as killing you at Tianqiong Peak."

Yu Sheng's voice was very flat.

Gu Zhuo had a good memory and knew that this referred to 50%. After pondering for a moment, he thought that this was indeed enough.

Yu Sheng said: "But you can't go to the capital again until the dust settles."

Gu Zhuo remained silent.

Yu Sheng looked at him quietly and said, "You should understand why I arranged all this to today after knowing who you are, because you are the most unexpected and uncontrollable variable."

Gu Zhuo didn't say anything.

"Yingxu was with you during his last period. Even if you deny it, you and he are actually master and disciple."

Yu Sheng paused and continued, "Then you have a reason to avenge your apprentice."

Gu Zhuo remained silent.

Yu Sheng looked into his eyes and said, "This is a matter of course. Even if I have become your wife, I still have no right to ask you to give up revenge. That is unreasonable, so I just need you to watch from the sidelines this time."

Some words were not spoken, but both of them understood them in their hearts.

If you look at everything that happened today from the deepest point of view, it is essentially a cold deal.

"That makes sense."

Gu Zhuo nodded gently and said, "I agree."

After saying this, he looked up at the sky.

The clouds and mist have disappeared, and the night sky washed by rain is very clean.

The moonlight shines down on the earth through the gaps between the clouds. It is no longer dim but bright.

The night wind came quietly, sweeping up the lake water and hitting the sword stone, bringing a not-so-pleasant sound and breaking the silver light in the lake into millions of pieces.

The coldness in the words seemed to dissipate along with it.

Yu Sheng asked, "Still feeling tired?"

Gu Zhuo hummed.

“But it’s something worth being happy about after all.”

Yu Sheng said seriously: "You have more time to feel the warmth of this world."

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo remembered the true meaning of all things being frosty.

This is the source of the extra time he has now.

It was not until the next moment that he realized the other meaning behind Yu Sheng's words.

A warm and cool feeling fell on his lips, very comfortable.

That was the strangeness after so many years.

Gu Zhuo turned his head and looked at Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng looked calm, as if he had done nothing, and looked up at the night sky.