The Word of Heaven

Chapter 239 Dao Destruction
As he spoke, Gu Zhuo walked forward calmly.

The ancient bell in front of the hall was still there, but as his footsteps sounded, his figure was buried by the rusty bell body and gradually disappeared from the eyes of the monks, no longer clearly visible.

At some point, dark clouds appeared in the sky.

The morning light gradually faded.

It was as if he left with Gu Zhuo.

The leading monk took a deep breath, no longer letting his anger occupy his mind, and forced himself to calm down.

Before leaving, he didn't think things would go smoothly and had given a lot of thought in advance.

But he never expected that the new leader of the Tianming Sect would not even give him a chance to argue, but would kill people without saying a word, leading to this tragedy.

He cannot escape blame for this, and his only chance to make amends is to succeed.

Thoughts are but a moment.

The footsteps that fell into his ears were not hurried yet, and were no different from before, maintaining the same frequency.

The leading monk moved his lips slightly, but no sound could be heard. However, the monks following behind him seemed to be listening to Buddhist chants.

Nearly thirty monks from various Buddhist temples on this mountain, with expressions of compassion for the gods and humans, walked to every corner of the square in front of the temple like fairies scattering flowers, sat down on the old bluestone floor, and began to chant scriptures.

The next moment, the chanting of scriptures in front of the temple did not become one.

It was not because Gu Zhuo took the initiative and killed again, but because the monks were not reciting the same scripture at this moment. It was the scripture that came from their hearts after witnessing the cruel scene at that moment.

The voices were sometimes turbid, sometimes indignant, sometimes bewildered, sometimes sad, sometimes numb, sometimes solemn... Dozens of different voices mixed together, enveloping the entire Taoist temple.

The sky was still dim, but the ancient Taoist temple was no longer dark.

Hundreds and thousands of constantly changing characters floated towards the sky above the Taoist temple, emitting different golden lights. The scriptures combined with each other to form Buddhist scriptures, covering the entire square in front of the temple.

The leading monk had already clasped his hands together, and wrinkles appeared on his face, as if he had aged thirty years in just a moment.

He did not lower his eyes to show mercy. His eyes were still wide open, reflecting the golden scriptures in the sky, which continued to fuel the anger in his heart.

The initial sound of footsteps had long been drowned out.

Just like Gu Zhuo’s figure was also obscured by the ancient bell.

No longer seen.

The leading monk's expression did not change, but his increasingly old and thin face suddenly began to tremble.

Amidst this violent trembling, his lips parted again, and he was about to utter the last word.

Everyone can clearly sense that the moment that word appears, the ever-changing scriptures in the sky will be revealed in one word and become a chapter in an instant.

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On the green tree, Pei Jinge looked at this scene, his dark brows slightly furrowed.

Before the formation was deployed, she had already recognized the origin of this great Zen formation and knew that its name was the Venerable Yin Guang Wu Zhi's Welcoming the Dharma and Resolving Demons Formation.

This formation was created by a great Zen master. It is said that it can control the recitation of scriptures for thousands of kalpas with a non-attachment mind, and can make all thoughts in the hearts of evil demons in the world disappear. The flow of Tao heart and Tao heart will be stopped and cut off by the Buddha's sound, leaving clear consciousness in the mortal body.

The formation is extremely ingenious.

At this moment, the monk in the main formation has only reached the Guiyi realm, but with the blessing of this formation, he is able to bridge the gap between realms and allow a truly powerful man who has achieved purity to be deeply trapped in the formation, unable to extricate himself.

Even the Supervisor, who once stood at the peak of the Immaculate Realm, found it difficult to escape safely from this formation and had to pay a certain price.

The most troublesome thing is that this formation is different from other ordinary formations and is extremely difficult to break.

No matter the sound or breath emitted by those in the formation, it will be transformed into Buddhist texts by the formation and merge into one with the formation at a fast or slow speed, becoming indistinguishable from each other.

If you want to break this Buddhist formation, the easiest way is undoubtedly to crush it with your realm. Anything else is extremely difficult.

In a very short time, Pei Jinge had already thought of what would happen next.

At the moment when the leading monk is about to read out that word, the Sansheng Pagoda will appear first.

Using its ability to dissipate all forbidden magical powers, it forced the entire formation to stop for a moment, and flaws naturally appeared.

Before that, Gu Zhuo would appear in front of the monk in the Guiyi realm and hand over the Zhexue sword.

However, the monks today regard Gu Zhuo as the destined leader, so they must have thought about how to deal with the Three Lives Tower and it is impossible for them to be completely unprepared.

Therefore, this sword is very likely to be held in the palm of the hand and unable to advance an inch.

At this moment, Gu Zhuo abandoned his sword and rushed forward again, aiming his sword at the monk's throat, and the victory or defeat would be decided.

The most difficult step in this process is to drop the sword and point it out.

If the first sword was not sharp enough, the leading monk would not have to pay any attention to it. However, when the first sword was enough to threaten him, the sword he extended was often a spent force and could not even penetrate the woman's long skirt - his true energy could not be circulated and exploded again in such a short time, so it was common sense that he was unable to do so.

However, Gu Zhuo could not judge it by common sense.

In the previous battle in the temple, the terrifying speed and lethality he displayed completely broke this accustomed cognition, but this was unknown to the monks who were outside the temple at this moment.

Pei Jinge looked towards the field.

That moment has arrived.

The leading monk read out the first word softly with a calm expression.

Judging from the shape of the mouth, that is the word "destruction".

At the same time, Gu Zhuo moved.

then.

Pei Jinge was stunned.

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The Three Lives Pagoda did not appear abruptly, but it suppressed the magical powers of Buddhism with its previous life form.

Venerable Yin Guang Wu Zhi welcomed the Dharma and the Demon-Resolving Array flowed smoothly, and with the word "Extinction" uttered by the leading monk, it entered perfection.

Countless scriptures emitted brilliant Buddhist light at this moment, and flowers fell from the void.

The wind came from the horizon, carrying away countless fallen petals, creating an extremely beautiful scene.

Gu Zhuo moved, then stopped.

He stood in front of the ancient bell, as if he could not see the countless flying flowers, nor could he hear the sound of the scriptures that were already merging into one and were about to become a chapter.

The anger in the leading monk's eyes extinguished, and he said, "All."

With the appearance of the second word, the Buddha's light became brighter, as if burning, but the sound of the scriptures became fainter.

Just at this moment, Gu Zhuo raised his hand.

Flex your fingers and move forward.

The wind was howling violently.

The square in front of the palace was dead silent.

Outside the Taoist temple, countless green trees entered autumn early, with leaves falling all over the sky.

The leading monk closed his eyes and finally shouted: "Concentration..."

——Nirvana Samadhi.

The great formation seemed to have a spirit and heard these three words very clearly, and the scriptures stopped flowing.

At this moment, Buddha's light emerged from nothingness.

The next moment, the bell rang.

The ancient bell in front of the hall, which had been silent for who knows how many years, was no longer silent as Gu Zhuo's fingertips fell, and it made its voice known to the world.

hum!
The sound of the bell was not melodious, but extremely unpleasant.

It is tearing, hoarse, sharp and piercing, so it is deafening, and therefore it is a death knell.

At the moment the bell rang, countless fine cracks appeared on the bell body, expanding with the passage of time, and then...blooming like plum blossoms!

Countless bronze fragments exploded in all directions, met the flying flowers in the sky, and turned into nothingness, like snowflakes disappearing in the air.

Along with the body of the bell, the magic-removing formation of Venerable Yinguang Wuzhi was also shattered.

The scripture hanging ten feet in the air suddenly became bright, and then began to fade, dim, collapse, and disperse at a speed that could not be observed by the naked eye.

At the same time, the monk leader who uttered the last word opened his eyes wide.

Before the blood spurted out of his throat, his eyeballs had already shattered, a very obvious dent appeared on his chest, and his whole body flew backwards and crashed into the distant wall, causing smoke and dust to rise.

The ground in the square in front of the temple kept shaking. None of the monks who were sitting on the ground chanting scriptures were safe. Blood was oozing from all their seven orifices. They fell to the ground, their breathing became weaker and weaker, and they were about to die.

Even the walls of the ancient temple had hundreds of cracks.

With a loud bang, the Buddhist formation completely collapsed.

The Taoist temple became a ruin.

Gu Zhuo stood in the smoke and dust.

That blue shirt was no longer as clean as before, just like his face had turned pale and his eyes dim.

He stood quietly for a while, allowing his breath to calm down briefly, then walked through the place where the ancient bell was originally located and waved his sleeves gently.

The dust in the sky did not dissipate.

A sword light appeared.

Fly to the other end of the smoke at an extremely normal speed.

That sword is Zhexue.

At the end of the sword is the leading monk.

This sword is really slow.

At any time under normal circumstances, the monk could have calmly reached out to take it, but at this moment, his world became dark as his eyeballs shattered, and he could only sense the approaching danger. Then the sword pierced his throat and he died.

Gu Zhuo returned the sword.

There were footsteps sounded in his ears.

The person who came was Pei Jinge.

She looked at Gu Zhuo with extremely complicated eyes.

At the moment when the ancient bell shattered like a blooming plum blossom, she had countless words to say, but now there was only silence, and she didn't want to say even a word.

It was like she decided that she would never judge Gu Zhuo’s battles based on her own experience again.

After a moment of silence, Pei Jinge took Gu Zhuo's hand, but still didn't speak.

In the dust.

The two figures disappeared without a trace.

Leaving corpses all over the ground.

With fragments of an ancient bell.

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"You knew I didn't leave?"

"Ah."

"why?"

"You just said that I am your friend."

"…but I thought about killing you."

"I know."

"So you still believe me?"

"You can only kill yourself, not others. This kind of story has been played out too many times in history books, and I know you are such a person."

Pei Jinge stopped talking.

She stopped and turned to look in the direction she came from.

Three powerful auras appeared in her perception, they were two Immaculate Realm masters and an old monk who had entered the Enlightenment Realm.

At this moment, less than two quarters of an hour had passed since the bloody incident in the Taoist temple.

As the aura of these three monks emanated, the mountain suddenly became a forbidden area with no way in or out.

The monks from various temples have entered the mountains and forests and started digging the ground with the most rigorous attitude, leaving no corner unsearched, in search of the possible presence of Gu Zhuo.

The ancient temple had long been sealed off, and the sound of the Sutra of Rebirth lingered in front of the dusty temple. The sunlight reflected the sadness and anger of the monks.

From today onwards, one can imagine how Zen Buddhism will treat the Tianming Sect.

Pei Jinge stopped looking.

The gaze is relative.

Although the old monk was no match for her, they were at the same level after all, and Zen Buddhism was best at sensing one thing, so there was a possibility that she would be discovered.

If it were exposed, even she would find it troublesome.

"I forgot to ask you something." Pei Jinge said suddenly.

"Ok?"

Gu Zhuo was very tired and was sitting nearby with his eyes closed to rest.

At this time, the two were already on the Yunmeng Lake, boating under the sunshine, indistinguishable from other pedestrians and tourists.

The monks who came upon hearing the news did not even pay attention to them. They were all rushing to the mountain to blockade it.

Pei Jinge's voice was so calm: "Why did you abandon the Three Life Pagoda and use this method to break the formation?"

Gu Zhuo said without thinking: "Because of you."

Pei Jinge was slightly startled, looked down at him, raised an eyebrow and asked: "Me?"

Gu Zhuo opened his eyes, looked up at the woman who was looking down at him from a high position, and explained, "You are worried, and I want you to be at ease."

Pei Jinge was silent for a moment and then said, "Really?"

Without waiting for Gu Zhuo to speak, she recalled her prediction about Gu Zhuo and felt uncomfortable again.

So she changed the subject somewhat awkwardly.

Because this is not the time for silence.

"What is the name of the finger that fell on the ancient bell?"

"The Dao is destroyed."

Gu Zhuo said.

"You even dare to use these two words, do you think you are the Demon Lord?"

Pei Jinge glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "This method of Dao Sheng is based on the will of heaven. It creates all things in the blink of an eye. It is the result of thousands of years of hard work by saints. It is the most remarkable method of the Tiandao Sect and even in the entire history of cultivation."

Gu Zhuo smiled and said nothing.

The extinction of Tao originates from the balance between heaven and earth.

To be precise, it is the radical attempt regarding the collapse of the universe.

Now, the conclusion he and Yu Sheng reached on Baidi Mountain about the collapse of heaven and earth has been overturned.

The true meaning of Frosty Sky of All Things he obtained from Bai Nanming made up for the most serious flaws in his martial arts. He was no longer in danger of falling back to a lower realm or dying. He was able to try things that he had never been able to do before, and thus continue to improve his path.

Although this would still place a heavy burden on his Taoist body and soul, similar to the Daosheng sword that slashed at the Wanjia giant ship, he would inevitably hurt himself before hurting others, but this was obviously worth it.

If he could perfectly solve the problem that after Daomie extends his finger, his Dao body and soul will leave the state of balance between heaven and earth for a long time, and the recovery of his true essence and injuries will be several times slower than normal times... then, Daomie will be able to be compared with Daosheng.

Pei Jinge just asked casually in order not to embarrass himself, but he didn't expect Gu Zhuo to remain silent for so long.

She thought about it and felt that her words were indeed a bit impolite, so she said sorry.

Gu Zhuo was slightly startled when he heard this, and shook his head and said, "No need."

Pei Jinge sat down, looked at him and asked, "After this incident, the Zen sect must be furious. What are you going to do next?"

"Go to a safe place."

"where?"

Gu Zhuo said: "Yuan Gou Temple."

Pei Jinge was stunned for the third time today.

She looked into Gu Zhuo's eyes, those eyes that never smiled. After a long silence, she said, "If you think I look good when I smile, you can tell me directly. I am not a person who is stingy with my smile."

Gu Zhuo was somewhat helpless and said, "Of course you look good when you smile."

Pei Jinge asked: "So?"

Gu Zhuo said very honestly: "I'm really not kidding."

Pei Jinge stopped talking.

She turned around, unwilling to look at Gu Zhuo again.

A long silence.

The boat will soon reach the shore.

Separation is imminent.

Gu Zhuo thought about it and prepared to explain a little, because his concern was real.

At this moment, Pei Jinge's voice sounded.

"I know what you are thinking. It is nothing more than that Yuan Gou Temple and Cihang Temple cannot sit together. There is a great gap between them."

“So I have one last piece of advice for you,” she said.

Gu Zhuo asked seriously, "Please speak."

Pei Jinge said without even turning his head: "Don't forget your name."

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The night sky is not lonely, it is accompanied by stars and countless streamers.

Those streams of light are not the tails of comets, but the means of communication used by practitioners. They are flying swords and magical weapons.

The bloody incident in front of the ancient temple was heard at the fastest speed by all the important people who should know about it, the only difference was the speed and distance.

After Taoist Yingxu's death, the prestige of the Tianming Sect plummeted. It no longer had the glory it once had as the number one sect in the demonic world. It was in a state of decline and was despised or even ignored by many forces.

No one thought that the new leader could replace Yingxu.

Therefore, before this sensational murder actually happened, no one had expected that things would end up like this.

The new leader of the Tianming Sect actually responded to the Zen Buddhism's request with such resolute and tough means, completely ignoring the serious consequences.

Many people were puzzled at first, until they remembered that Taoist Yingxu had used bloody means to purge the Tianming Sect several times in the past, and then they suddenly woke up and realized that this was a natural development.

To be in cahoots with Zen Buddhism is not what the Tianming Sect does.

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Divine Capital, deep in the Imperial City.

Since the war more than a hundred years ago, Zen Buddhism was designated as the state religion of the Qin Dynasty, so it was natural for a temple to be built in the imperial palace.

Master Daoxiu went to the capital this time and personally chanted sutras for Her Royal Highness the Princess. After she passed away, he stayed in this temple.

In recent days, he has been sitting in meditation in this royal temple, which seems to be a sign of being imprisoned.

There was a knock on the door.

Daoxiu woke up from his meditation, stood up, and went to open the door himself.

After the death of Her Royal Highness the Princess, there was only one person in the great city of gods who was worthy of him doing this.

——His Majesty the Emperor.

"Take a walk?"

"it is good."

Dao Xiu responded in a gentle voice, without any sign of annoyance in his voice.

His Majesty the Emperor nodded slightly, turned and walked towards the courtyard.

Unlike Yunmengze, the moon is bright in the sky over Shendu tonight, and the moonlight is beautiful.

The cool white light shines through the branches and leaves, and the empty courtyard looks like a clear lake, giving people an exceptionally cool feeling.

His Majesty the Emperor asked, "Are you used to living here?"

Hearing this, Daoxiu shook his head and said, "If you are not used to living here, it is my problem. The specifications of this temple were built according to my wishes."

His Majesty the Emperor was filled with emotion.

“Times have changed.”

He said: "That was a hundred years ago. People always change. It's natural that you are not used to it."

Dao Xiu was silent for a moment, and then said, "My name contains the word 'Xiu', which means unchanging."

His Majesty the Emperor thought for a while, then laughed and said, "That's right."

After saying this, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it over.

Dao Xiu took it and took a quick look at it.

What the letter mentioned was of course the bloody incident that happened in daytime.

He sighed and said, "How could another Yingxu appear?"

His Majesty the Emperor said: "I am also curious."

Dao Xiu said: "Even I have to admit that this method is better than what I used back then."

When he said this, there was a sigh and a hint of melancholy in his voice.

"If not for this, why would I seek you out to chat?" His Majesty the Emperor said nonchalantly.

A hundred years have passed, and now few people remember that the person who killed the most people in the world was not the White Emperor or Bai Nanming, nor the Taoist Master who was called the Demon Lord, but Dao Xiu.

This fact sounds particularly absurd. After all, monks always like to talk about the Buddha's compassion, but it is indeed true.

"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty."

Dao Xiu smiled slightly, handed the letter back, and said, "But if possible, I would rather not know this news."

His Majesty the Emperor was somewhat curious and asked, "Why?"

Dao Xiu kept smiling and said honestly, "Now that I know, there is no way I can pretend I know nothing. I will have to recite the Sutra of Rebirth for many days to come."

"Right."

His Majesty the Emperor laughed out loud and said, "What you hate most in your life is the Sutra of Rebirth."

Daoxiu chanted the Buddha's name.

At this point, the two of them happened to walk to a pavilion.

There was an unfinished chess game left in the pavilion.

Dao Xiu said, "I have been quite free these days, so I played a few games of chess with myself."

His Majesty the Emperor looked at the chessboard and suddenly asked, "Do you still remember why the Dao Sect lost that year?"

Dao Xiu's expression remained unchanged as he asked, "How could I forget?"

"Even before the decisive battle in Xuandu, the Dao Sect was still majestic and invincible."

He thought about what happened that year, and his eyes rarely showed obvious emotions. After a moment of silence, he said, "No one expected that it would collapse into ruins in the blink of an eye."

His Majesty the Emperor said: "But if we look deeply, this seemingly absurd and unreasonable result may have been predetermined."

Dao Xiu shook his head and said, "Why confuse cause and effect? ​​Things in the world are always unknown."

His Majesty the Emperor looked into Dao Xiu's eyes and asked calmly, "For example, the master's betrayal at the last moment?"

(End of this chapter)