The Word of Heaven

Chapter 238 Borrowing Blood to Become a Plum

Chapter 238 Borrowing Blood to Become a Plum
Pei Jinge cares a lot about the word betrayal.

If she was not such a person, how could she become a stranger to the Queen?

It is precisely because of her character that she has been able to gain the trust of His Majesty the Emperor for decades without being suspected by the court or the people in the world.

"Thank you."

Gu Zhuo paused, then smiled and said, "My answer is very simple."

Pei Jinge looked at him.

Gu Zhuo said: "I will not get involved in this matter."

Pei Jinge's expression remained unchanged, as cold as ice.

Gu Zhuo continued, "This is also my attitude towards the Tianming Sect."

Pei Jinge said: "Reason."

This sentence does not ask why he wants to do this, but how he can convince those people in the Tianming Sect headed by Changyu Taoist, or whether he will spare no cost to make Yingxu's hard work go to waste.

Gu Zhuo smiled, his smile was as gentle as usual, but also full of pride.

"do you remember?"

"What should I remember?"

"In the spring of the year before last, I said something to Wan Yi in the old imperial city of Wangjing. You should have heard it."

"…There is no point in cursing if you don't hear it, is that right?"

Pei Jinge's voice suddenly became lighter.

Gu Zhuo said seriously: "The same goes for revenge. If you don't do it yourself, what's the point?"

Pei Jinge looked into Gu Zhuo's eyes, making sure that he was serious, and remained silent.

After a long while, she asked, "Don't grow old, don't die, wait for me to kill you?"

"Do not."

Gu Zhuo shook his head and corrected himself, "You can be old and disabled, but you can't die or become unconscious. You must face everything with clarity. Only killing such an enemy can be considered revenge."

Pei Jinge was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "That makes sense."

At this point, the corners of her lips suddenly curled up, revealing a faint but genuine smile, like the silent melting of ice in spring.

"Anything else you want to ask?"

Gu Zhuo's voice sounded somewhat happy, perhaps because he had a new friend?

Pei Jinge shook his head and said, "That's good."

At some point, a faint light appeared in the distant sky.

Dawn is coming.

Using the light to look at that face, Pei Jinge's brows were tightly furrowed.

"What's wrong?" Gu Zhuo asked.

Pei Jinge said seriously: "Can you shave your beard, comb your hair, and take a bath, and don't make yourself look like a beggar?"

Gu Zhuo was speechless. He reached out and touched his face, wondering if I really looked like a beggar.

He was a little embarrassed, so he changed the subject very abruptly and asked, "Why are you telling me this now?"

Pei Jinge looked at him strangely and said, "There are different levels of severity, and you really don't have the tone to speak."

Gu Zhuo was in a complicated mood. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Should I be happy?"

"Yes"

Pei Jinge inexplicably found this funny, so he smiled and said, "You can celebrate."

Gu Zhuo didn't want to talk.

So he turned and walked into the hall, and before dawn, he took a bath very seriously with the clear water condensed by Taoism.

On the terrace.

Pei Jinge listened to the sound of clean water splashing on the floor, and his heart was as calm as before without any ripples.

I don’t know how long it took, but Gu Zhuo came back.

Pei Jinge looked at him, took a few quick glances, and was quite satisfied.

Gu Zhuo was not used to being stared at like this, so he sat down on the railing.

In the morning breeze, he began to ask Pei Jinge questions seriously.

He was not asking about the storm that would follow, but about the specific arrangements of the people and forces that were currently searching for him.

Just as Pei Jinge had said before, it was impossible for someone like him to be hidden by the clouds forever. The sun would always shine through the gaps between the clouds onto the earth and into the eyes of the world.

What's more, he never thought of keeping a low profile like death.

There was no reason for Pei Jinge to hide anything.

Just a few simple sentences gave Gu Zhuo a clear understanding of the scale of the power he was looking for, and it was no longer vague.

The fact that the Tianming Sect attaches great importance to Chaozhou City in the secular world is no secret, otherwise the King of Southern Qi would not have come up with the idea and was therefore criticized by Pei Jinge.

Led by Cihang Temple, Zen Buddhism displayed an extremely terrifying strength during this period.

Nearly ten monks in the Pure Land came down the mountain and walked among the secular world under the pretext of preaching Buddhism and eliminating demons. Relying on the power accumulated by Zen Buddhism over the past hundred years, they made local government officials and aristocratic families their eyes and ears.

In addition, there is a high monk who has attained the state of Taoism and has come out of seclusion for Gu Zhuo, always paying attention to the development of the situation and ready to take action at any time.

The entire southern country was shaken by this, and no force could stay out of it.

Although Zen Buddhism has no intention of exterminating the sect, the Tianming Sect is still under tremendous pressure.

And this is just the arrangement for the leader of the Tianming Sect.

For Gu Zhuo, Zen Buddhism had other preparations.

Master Daoxiu, as the former imperial master of the Qin State, is still staying in the Divine Capital and cannot return. However, according to the information Pei Jinge got from the Sky Patrol Department, the Yuanmie Mirror has already been ready to be used.

The Yuanmie Mirror is a supreme treasure of Zen Buddhism and ranks third on the list of supreme objects. It is even better than the living beings in Bai Nanming's hands. One can imagine how powerful and mysterious it is.

When Master Daoxiu returns to Cihang Temple, he will be able to use this mirror to find Gu Zhuo, no matter where he is in the world.

From a certain perspective, this is the time when Gu Zhuo's identity is most likely to be exposed.

If Da Qin had not been in a strange silence and had not mentioned Gu Zhuo at all, forcing the entire world to leave this matter behind in the dark, the situation would have been even worse.

……

After hearing these words, Gu Zhuo was very moved and said, "It is indeed a big event."

During the previous conversation, Pei Jinge had already learned that for some reason he could not return to the Divine Capital and could only wander around the mortal world.

So she gave the simplest solution to this dilemma.

"Come with me."

She said: "As long as Yuhua doesn't take action, no one can do anything to you."

When she said this, Pei Jinge's tone was as calm as usual, without any hint of pride, and she seemed even more calm. Anyone who heard this would subconsciously choose to believe her and accept this proposal.

Gu Zhuo didn't think so, because he knew that was not the case.

Yes, Pei Jinge is only one step away from metamorphosis.

In this vast world, the only one who has greater confidence than her is the sun on earth.

But she is still a human being after all, so she will inevitably get tired, and when she is tired, she will get hurt.

Until one day it can no longer bear it and collapses like a mountain.

"Thanks."

Gu Zhuo smiled softly and said, "But this is my own business."

Pei Jinge looked at his smile, and after a moment of silence, he finally stopped trying to persuade him.

Gu Zhuo asked: "So let's stop here?"

Pei Jinge hummed.

From beginning to end, she never asked a single question about Bai Nanming.

……

Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away and thinking about the trust Pei Jinge gave him, Gu Zhuo's mood was no longer so bad after many days.

Therefore, when the morning breeze brought him the movement of the monks, letting him know that his whereabouts had been exposed, there was still a smile on his lips.

"Please come to our temple as a guest."

A voice sounded from behind, calm as a bell.

Gu Zhuo didn't look back.

He thought about the scene of Yingxu leaving that day, and remembered the autumn rain covering the sky and earth, washing away the dust.

It's clean when you leave, is that enough?
Thoughts are but a moment.

At this moment, before the monks who heard the news had time to form a formation, Gu Zhuo had already moved.

There was no sword light illuminating the quiet ancient palace, there was only a figure.

In other words, more than ten figures.

These figures were scattered in many corners of the hall, seemingly without any pattern, but in fact they all fell on the key points of the formation that the monks were about to form, just right to cut off the connection of the qi.

All these figures are Gu Zhuo.

The monks had no time to be surprised.

It's like time has forgotten to pass.

Almost instantly, a hand appeared in front of each monk and gently moved towards his chest.

The next moment arrived.

Time is no longer stagnant, and then a sound is heard.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

A strong wind suddenly arose, sweeping up the blood spurting from the monk's mouth like an invisible torrent, and scattering it to every corner of the ancient temple.

In an instant, most of the monks were seriously injured, and several of them died on the spot.

When those figures disappeared in the wind and fell into the world of others, Gu Zhuo, who was on the terrace, just turned around and took the first step forward. It was impossible to tell that he had already made a move!
What a terrifying speed!

The wind stopped and the blood fell.

The floor, pillars and walls of the ancient temple were all bright red, like an enormous plum blossom in full bloom.

It was not until this moment that Gu Zhuo's figure disappeared completely.

Amid the belated wailing, the monks looked up in a daze, only to see him standing right in the center of the flower, with his hands behind his back.

There was no trace of blood on the blue shirt, it was as clean as before.

……

On the green tree outside the palace, Pei Jinge raised his eyebrows.

She was not one of those shallow-minded bald men, so of course she could see the truth in the previous picture clearly.

However, it was precisely because she could see clearly that she was no longer calm.

The speed that Gu Zhuo displayed in this instant was definitely beyond the reach of the Nourishing Spirit Realm, and even a practitioner at the Return to One Realm could not do it with a physical body.

Because this speed is no different from that of a flying sword breaking through the air.

The most terrifying thing is that while maintaining this terrifying speed, he still maintains a powerful lethality that matches it.

Without thinking for too long, Pei Jinge came to a conclusion.

Even if she was at the Guiyi Realm at that time, it was impossible for her to defeat Gu Zhuo at this moment. The outcome would probably be within three moves.

The best outcome would be that she died in exchange for Gu Zhuo being seriously injured.

Pei Jinge put aside his unnecessary thoughts.

Yes, it's strong.

But she still did not change her mind, because Gu Zhuo's realm was too low after all. No matter how mysterious and incredible the skills were, they did not have much meaning in the face of the absolute gap brought by the realm.

That being the case, the result is simple.

Gu Zhuo couldn't get out of this mountain.

This conclusion is exactly the reason why she said goodbye but did not really leave and still wanted to see each other again.

Pei Jinge suddenly became curious.

How would Gu Zhuo feel after being rescued by her not long after?

……

Gu Zhuo walked out of the ancient palace.

There was no one left in the hall, only corpses.

There are people in front of the hall.

Still a monk.

The compassion on the leading monk's face melted away by shock.

His gaze passed Gu Zhuo's fluttering sleeves and fell on the blood-stained hall. He asked in grief and anger, "Why is the donor so cruel?!"