The Word of Heaven

Chapter 236 One Sword

The reason why Gu Zhuo thought of Xie Yinglian was because the Xie family must have the idea of ​​​​playing both sides, and the simplest way to form such a relationship is through marriage.

Today, Xie Yinglian has become a nominally disabled person and is no longer eligible to be married in an open marriage.

Unless someone is attracted to her, who would like a mentally ill person like her... No, precisely because she is not a normal person, she is more likely to attract the covetousness of others.

Especially those who had been humiliated by her.

Seeing those who are high and mighty forced to submit to others is one of the most arousing things in the world.

A family like the Xie family, which has been around for thousands of years, must be aware of this simple mentality. It is impossible for them to give Xie Yinglian away casually. It is reasonable to wait for the price to rise...

Gu Zhuo's thoughts suddenly stopped.

It's not because this inference is too cold, it's never something he would do, but he made a rational judgment on the matter, so he doesn't need to have any moral self-condemnation for it.

"Let's go." He said to all things in this world.

A strong wind blew up, blowing the small boat across the lake.

At the same time, Zhe Xue appeared beside Gu Zhuo.

The sword tip was not pointing forward, but behind him, towards the direction where the Wan family's giant ship was located.

He stretched out his hand, tapped the sword seven times with his fingers, in accordance with the will of heaven.

This is the most sublime Taoist method, named Dao Sheng, which is not inferior to any supernatural power.

After seven gentle sounds, Zhexue leaped to a height of over a hundred feet in the sky, receiving the light from the sky.

Tens of thousands of beams of sunlight converge into one.

On the sword's edge.

An extremely bright sword light appeared above Yunmengze.

The surface of the lake, which was a thousand feet in radius, heated up in an instant, almost boiling.

The next moment, the sword light broke through the air and slashed down!

The people of the Wan family who were on the giant ship finally felt something and put aside their unfinished silence as quickly as possible, but it was too late.

What appeared in their eyes was not the sword light, but a star that had fallen from the sky to the low sky.

The star was burning fiercely, emitting endless light and heat. Just a casual glance at it would cause your eyes to be burned by the light until tears came out and you were almost blind. Even your heart of Taoism lost the ability to perceive in this moment.

A shrill scream burst out from the old lady Wan's lips, mixed with an unconcealable sense of fear.

She could sense that the sword light was not targeting anyone but her.

Along with the sword light, there came a sentence.

"Shut up."

Old Lady Wan was stunned, shocked and angry.

Then, she came to her senses and shouted, "Help..."

The voice stopped abruptly at this moment, and Wan Shouyi had already arrived in front of the old lady Wan and raised his palm to meet the sword light.

The moment the sword and palm met, a violent conflict of true energy broke out.

A dead silence.

There was no sound, only the real changes in the world, telling us that this was not a dream.

The giant ship engraved with many formations sank several feet at this moment, and the surface of the lake became concave as well.

Then, with Wan Shouyi as the center, spider-web-like cracks began to appear on the wooden boards and spread to every corner of the ship.

In the cracks, countless dust particles were burned into fire by the sword light before they could even float up, like millions of sparks.

There was a slight rubbing sound.

Wan Shouyi's palms were broken and his sleeves were torn.

The snow is no longer so bright that it is hard to look at directly.

Wan Shouyi raised his true energy, hoping to take this opportunity to defeat the sword light.

However, before that, the flying sword that dispersed all the rays of sunlight had already floated away, escaping in the light all over the sky, and no one knew where it went.

The sword comes and goes too quickly.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.

It was not until then that a thunderous rumble was heard.

The lake water splashed up dozens of feet high and sprinkled on the people on the boat like a rainstorm, crackling.

After the rain stopped, Wan Shouyi slowly put down his right hand.

His sleeves were tattered and the wound on his palm was smoking, which was the mark of the blood being burned by the remaining heat.

Half of his eyebrows were burnt black, making his already shabby appearance even uglier.

When he thought about having to listen to Old Lady Wan's screams again, his mood became even worse.

As I was thinking this, no sound came from the boat.

Wan Shouyi felt confused and turned to look behind him, but did not see a corpse.

Old lady Wan is alive and not dead.

Her eyes were wide open, and even wider was her throat. Was she probably roaring, or wailing?
However, she did not make any sound, because the thousands of beams of sunlight brought by the previous sword had already fallen on her lips and tongue long before Wan Shouyi blocked the sword, turning her into a mute in the most domineering and direct way.

The sword intent remaining in her mouth was causing her burning pain all the time, and the best way to resolve it was to open her mouth wide.

Coincidentally, this was also Mrs. Wan’s favorite way of speaking in the past, and she would have to continue doing so for the rest of her life. The only difference was that people would no longer be able to hear her voice.

Looking at this scene, Wan Shouyi was silent for a moment, and then inexplicably felt that this didn't seem to be a completely bad thing?
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Zhexue returned, and the edge of the sword seemed slightly dim.

This is in stark contrast to Gu Zhuo's extremely pale face at the moment.

This was not a sword that he could wield at his current level. Before he could hurt others, he would inevitably hurt himself.

If not, how could even Wan Shouyi, a powerful warrior with an immaculate body, be slightly injured?

But it's worth it. It doesn't matter if you get hurt.

Gu Zhuo had a good memory and did not forget the last time Chen Chi was scolded by this old woman.

At that time, his realm was still shallow, far inferior to what it is now. He was not the one being scolded, so he was too lazy to care too much.

However, this time he was scolded in person. How could this not be considered a new grudge brought about by old hatred?

How can I feel at peace if I don't give you a sword before leaving?

"well done!"

"I've wanted to sew up the old woman's mouth for a long time."

"Every time I'm with you, I always hear her saying some nonsense. Now I can finally have some peace and quiet."

"Also, this sword is really beautiful."

The voices from all things continue to ring out, all praise.

Gu Zhuo took back Zhexue, shook his head and said, "It's mainly because you guys cooperated well."

As soon as the words were spoken, the voice of opposition came, very firm and resolute.

"No, no, no, it's because you are at a higher level now, otherwise you wouldn't be able to bear it."

"Don't take us too seriously, you are more important than me in this sword fight!"

"Yes, that's the truth!"

After a moment of silence, Gu Zhuo burst out laughing and asked, "So are we flattering each other?"

"No."

Those voices were silent for a while, and then gave a clear and serious answer: "First of all, you are really amazing, and secondly... we hope you don't want to be sad here anymore."

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Loneliness is a normal state of life.

Gu Zhuo has always thought so.

Until this life, there may be moments of peace in his ears, but more often it is noisy.

All things were his friends, comforting him when he was depressed and keeping silent when he wanted quiet. They never got tired of him and almost never rejected his requests.

Even in the depths of the wilderness and mountains, the land where God wished him to die still left him an eternal spring.

What kind of relationship is this?
Gu Zhuo was puzzled.

He looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was setting in the west, dyeing the lake red.

The evening breeze never stopped, and the boat had traveled hundreds of miles and reached the depths of Yunmeng.

The land that was originally composed of dozens or hundreds of ships has long disappeared without a trace, and the people sitting at the table playing cards can no longer get together, because life and death are the farthest distances in the world.

However, this place is not truly quiet. There are still forces that participated in the incident and have refused to give up. They have ordered people to stay here, waiting for the inheritance left by the Taoist master in the depths of Yunmeng to reappear in the world.

Gu Zhuo had no idea about this.

Why kill someone for this?
Standing in the distance, he looked at the place quietly, recalling what had happened there, and using it as the basis for deduction to calculate the next war.

The results are clear.

With the level of skill that the White Emperor displayed that night, if he could play black in the next game, his chances of winning would be about 70%.

Even if he plays with white, with Yu Sheng as a hidden weapon, he still has a full 50% chance.

As for the two Zen masters and the temple master, the White Emperor has the advantage of being in the Divine Capital and relying on the Heavenly Dao Seal, so it is no problem for him to fight against three alone.

But the premise of all this is that the master has never betrayed.

He didn't have a very good impression of the boss.

Especially when you think about the close relationship between Master Si and his eldest disciple, how they worked together to plant all kinds of fortunes in the wilderness, and then sent the Queen to the side of the White Emperor, it seems like he has his own agenda.

It’s just that the White Emperor’s surname is just Bai, he’s not an idiot, it’s impossible for him to know nothing about this.

Based on this premise, if he was really betrayed, it would be his own fault.

What other variables are there?
Pei Jinge still insisted on taking the old road of Yingxu again, but it would be difficult to break through before the end of the road.

The three kings will have to stay at the border to prevent the countries of Northern Yan and Southern Qi from making rebellious moves.

Qing Xiaoyue has never cultivated a Taoist practice, so there is absolutely no possibility for him to break through and achieve immortality.

As for the Queen Mother... unless there is a major change, her realm is not as good as Pei Jinge's, and she is unable to decide the outcome of this war.

No matter how you think about it, the sect still has the advantage after all, even if it's not very obvious.

The attitude of the aristocratic families becomes more important.

The real problem lies with the sun on earth.

Gu Zhuo and his apprentice Wang Mo had once fought each other and got a glimpse of the path this man was taking. If this Jiaoyang could break through and achieve immortality before the war began, the situation would become extremely troublesome.

However, the nobles in the court of the Great Qin Dynasty are not a bunch of useless people. I think they have been prepared for this. At least there is a way to make him stand by and do nothing.

Just thinking about it this way, the White Emperor's chances of winning are indeed not small, even very high.

However, Daoxiu, the temple master and the man from Changle Temple are not idiots either.

They will certainly try their best to increase their chances of winning this battle.

What else can be done?
Gu Zhuo felt something in his heart and looked towards the lake.

The numerous formations could not hide his sight, and the dilapidated Taoist temple naturally came into his sight.

The answer is very simple.

On the list of the best things.

To be more precise, it is the Sansheng Tower in his hand at this moment.

as well as.

Morning and evening bells.

(End of this chapter)