The Word of Heaven

Chapter 254: Heaven's Will and Human Heart
The master's voice was unlike his smile, and no emotion could be heard in it.

Very light, extremely light.

So there is a calm sense of stating objective facts.

The whole world was silent at this moment.

There is no clear sky in the sky, but the wind has stopped and the snow has stopped.

In front of the Weiyang Palace, many people subconsciously raised their heads in confusion and looked towards the dimly lit palace, trying to find a real answer behind the pearl curtain and jade curtain. Even more people opened their mouths, hoarse but unable to make a sound because of the strong shock in their hearts.

The next moment, all these people came to their senses, and an extremely strong light burst out in their eyes, just like people who were about to drown seeing the last hope of survival.

Yes, what the master said at this moment must be the truth, because there are too many facts to prove this statement.

Why have you been staying in Jinghai for decades and never set foot out of Shendu?
Why did you become so estranged from your courtiers that you no longer met them, and let a woman exercise imperial power on your behalf?
There is a reason for all this.

It’s not because you are tired, nor is it because you are bored!

But you don’t dare to be noticed by Heaven!

This is the truth!

Otherwise, why would you still be behind the curtain until now, not daring to truly meet the world and stand under the sky today? !

The master's voice was completely dissipated.

The court officials standing in front of the Weiyang Palace looked serious and heavy as they coldly watched the scene, looking at those people whose faces showed crazy joy but who dared not make any sound, with expressionless faces.

The wind and snow are getting stronger again.

His Majesty the Emperor listened to the rumbling sound of the whistling wind and seemed to gradually come to his senses.

He said to the master of the temple, "How can we know the will of heaven?"

The master of the temple said: "God's will is always vague, and it is often impossible to force it. It will only appear when it is supposed to appear."

The emperor asked, "How can you prove that it was God's will?"

The master of the temple said: "God's will never needs to be proven. When it appears, people will understand that it is God's will."

The emperor laughed and said, "For example, what you said before, that the Taoist master was punished by heaven and died?"

"The Way of Heaven is silent and needs no words. It just runs silently according to the laws of heaven and earth. It is the rotation of the four seasons from spring to autumn and the aspirations of the people living between heaven and earth. However, what you, Your Majesty and the Taoist Master, are doing is going against this law. The Way of Heaven will not say anything about this. It will only silently watch your choices and allow you to try to wear away stones with drops of water and build a tower with sand. In the end, it will collapse in an instant."

The temple master's voice became calmer and calmer: "Now that things have come to this, Your Majesty the Emperor should understand that God's will had already appeared beside you before you asked me why it was there. Otherwise, why would Her Royal Highness the Princess have died in the middle of summer? This is the best proof of the existence of God's will."

The sky is filled with endless wind and snow, like crying and complaining.

In the midst of his crying, he said indifferently: "As I said not long ago, all of this today is in your preparation, Your Majesty. But it is these preparations you made in advance that prove that you have never dared to meet the Heavenly Dao. You have been waiting for this day for many years, because you know very well that you will face the same predicament as the Taoist Master, and you do not want to face the same ending."

"But everything you said..."

His Majesty the Emperor said: "After all, it is all human affairs."

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Outside the capital, on a solitary cliff.

Gu Zhuo is drinking.

He really felt that he was boring, and it was not just a self-deprecating comment.

He said: "Since the first day I started practicing Taoism, I have always believed that the Way of Heaven really exists."

Wang Ji was a little surprised and said, "I thought you didn't believe it."

"The way of heaven is impartial and does not speak to the world, so I have never really cared about it."

Gu Zhuo ignored him and continued, "In my opinion at that time, the only meaning of the existence of the Way of Heaven was to observe the Way of Heaven."

Wang Ji looked at him and said, "This is the first sentence of Zhongtian Yin Fu Jing."

——Observe the way of Heaven and follow the actions of Heaven.

Gu Zhuo shook his head and said, "Two different things."

After a moment of silence, Wang Ji looked towards the direction of Shendu, as if he saw the palace covered in snow, and said, "But the White Emperor seems to be turning it into something."

Gu Zhuo was silent for a long time, then said: "No, no matter how similar they are, they are not the same thing after all."

At this point, His Majesty the Emperor in the Weiyang Palace just said those words.

——After all, it’s all human affairs.

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Since it is a human matter, why bother talking about God's will.

This is what His Majesty the Emperor meant.

When he said that, there was still a smile in his voice, and there was no hint of mockery. Perhaps there was, but it was very faint, and more like an unconcealable sigh and lament, or even pity. In the end, all of this turned into indifference and calmness, as well as a strong sense of self-confidence that did not need to be revealed in his words.

Yes, no matter how many words you say, no matter how many mysterious words seem to reveal the secret of heaven, making the whole world subconsciously believe you, but if you want to achieve the final victory, you still have to put it into action.

Then this is human affairs, not God's will.

The master of the temple said calmly: "We are the ones living in the world, so of course we should solve the problems ourselves."

"But as to whether there is a real relationship between God's will and the human world, Your Majesty, you should be the one who knows this best in the world."

His voice became increasingly indifferent: "Why were you able to defeat the Taoist master and cause the Taoist sect, which had been prosperous for thousands of years, to collapse overnight? Wasn't it because you were following the guidance of heaven's will?"

At this point, many people recalled something that still has no clear answer, and were stunned.

Why did the White Emperor insist on moving away from Wangjing and abandoning the capital city that had existed for nearly a thousand years?
There is no truth in this.

Then this can only be God's will.

"As for your earlier question, Your Majesty, why God's will has come, this is still a human matter, and the answer is clear and simple."

There was no emotion in the master's words, as if he was not human: "It is because the way of heaven has great love for the world, and this great love lies in the silence. Only when the will of heaven is not revealed can people have the great courage to not believe in destiny and conclude that everything is in the hands of man."

The emperor seemed a little tired and said, "You still can't prove it after all."

The master of the temple said: "The proof will appear before the sun sets today."

"I am right here."

The Emperor's voice resounded throughout the entire divine capital, and even throughout the human world: "If you think I dare not meet the Heavenly Dao, then come and let me meet the Heavenly Dao and see if it wants to fight me."

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On that lonely cliff.

Wang Ji looked at Gu Zhuo, waiting for explanation.

Gu Zhuo was silent for a while, then said, "I can only be sure that he was not walking on that road."

Wang Ji said: "But you don't know what kind of path he is on."

"Yes."

Gu Zhuo put down the wine pot, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "After all, you have to know that I am not even in the Guiyi realm now, so I really can't see that far."

Wang Ji thought that this was indeed the truth.

The wind was still blowing, and the old man's gray hair was as messy as dead grass.

He looked up at the sky, which was dark red due to the fire, and for some reason a slight sense of uneasiness arose in his heart.

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The entire city was quiet, and the master of the temple was also silent.

What the White Emperor said was what he had always wanted to do over the years.

Until this moment, he still didn't have a perfect answer.

However, he did not feel heavy or frightened because of this.

His heart of Taoism remained calm throughout, not only because every word he said before was a fact he firmly believed in, but also because a similar thing had happened in Xuandu a hundred years ago.

Man can conquer nature is just a boring lie.

He did not talk to the Emperor any more, because that was the end of what he had to say. What he had to do now was to take that step and let God's will come.

Snowflakes fell on the Taoist robe of the temple master and turned his hair white.

He held out his hand indifferently, palm facing up.

Several faint lights slowly floated out from the patterns on the palms, heading straight for the dark red sky against the wind, snow and firelight. In the blink of an eye, they outlined an extremely complex pattern, and the city of gods was thus shrouded in the formation.

At the same time, a clear light appeared in the sky above the capital of God, and then bloomed into a clear blue color, just like the real sky that people see on a daily basis.

The next moment, the formation diagram met Qingguang head-on.

There was no deafening sound, and all people saw was the extremely gorgeous fireworks.

Fireworks fell like rain, like a waterfall.

As a result, countless flying snowflakes melted, and before they could become water droplets, they were evaporated into mist in an instant, until they formed a vast sea of ​​clouds that covered the sky of the capital, heavy, depressing, and dark as night.

In the sea of ​​clouds, light is still blooming fiercely, shining onto the earth through the gaps between the clouds.

The world is always quiet.

If people had not clearly seen that the flying boat built at great expense by the Qin military was swaying restlessly and descending at the fastest speed to avoid the newly created sea of ​​clouds, some people would have even thought that all this was an illusion.

This is undoubtedly a battle at the feather level.

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In front of Weiyang Palace.

At some point, Daoxiu was already standing in front of the master of the temple, with his hands behind his back.

His Majesty the Emperor's eyes fell on the young monk, and he smiled slightly and asked silently: "Do you trust him so much?"

Dao Xiu responded silently: "I don't believe in him, but the Heavenly Dao that he firmly believes in, because that was why he rebelled back then."

The emperor said no more and waved his sleeves.

Farewell to the clouds in the sky.

When the sleeves stopped, a strong wind suddenly blew in the sky.

The sea of ​​clouds was in chaos due to the wind, and the invisible force tore thousands of obvious boundaries. Then the divided clouds were blown into tumbleweeds in the sky, with varying heights.

The morning sun was able to shine its rays on those real clouds, reflecting a golden color. The picture was extremely magnificent.

The master of the temple still maintained his previous posture, even though his palms seemed to be cut by thousands of knives, leaving streaks of blood.

His expression did not change at all, and there was no trace of pain in his eyes.

The palm formation diagram is famous, called the Supreme Flying Immortal.

In the list of most precious objects compiled by the former chief of the Sky Patrol Department, the Picture of Flying Immortals of Supreme Truth was ranked fifth. It was praised as embodying the lofty purpose of Supreme Purity, the subtle words of extreme truth, and possessing the wonder of flying immortals. It is the second most precious treasure of Taoism and the foundation on which the Pure Temple has stood for thousands of years in the world.

The above True Flying Immortal Map is the most profound, subtle and wonderful, trying to penetrate into every corner of the Divine Capital Array and force it to have no room to hide. This is the preparation made before today's battle.

But not all.

The abbot of Changle Temple stood beside the master in advance, with a string of rosary beads in his hand.

This is also a treasure of Zen Buddhism, ranking seventh on the list of the greatest things. Each rosary has its own name. They describe the thousands of sufferings and sorrows in this world, the various unfulfilled desires, the myriad resentments and hatreds, and leave long-lasting joy in the world.

The abbot looked at the emperor quietly, and the rosary beads had already begun to flow between his fingers.

The breath of worldly affairs spread invisibly from the rosary throughout the entire Divine Capital, flowing like water into the subtle and dark areas of the Divine Capital formation that was forced to appear by the Supreme Immortal Flying Diagram, and permeated the thirty-six formation hubs.

Two people passed away, and two treasures came from Taoism and Zen Buddhism respectively. This was undoubtedly the most grand and prudent preparation.

However... all of this almost vanished after the Emperor waved his sleeves, but it did not vanish after all, and there were still traces left that could be found.

This was something that no one expected.

If Dao Xiu had not stood up at the most critical moment, it would have been impossible to break the formation.

The difference in height is obvious and can be seen with the naked eye.

As a result, the Palace Square was no longer peaceful and chaos had occurred.

The strong men from the aristocratic families and sects tried to leave the imperial city and go to destroy the Divine Capital formation in person to gain hope for today's victory, and a fight broke out with the strong men from the court.

The obvious gap in numbers between the two sides, under the suppression and support of the formation, led to a fragile balance that could collapse at any time, leaving behind a constant stream of blood and corpses.

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It was quiet in front of the Weiyang Palace.

The sounds of killing were deliberately staying away from this place because there were three people in the Yuhua realm standing here.

The abbot of Changle Temple lowered his head and looked at the rosary in his hand which was faintly cracked, and a hint of regret was revealed in his lonely eyes.

The master of the temple didn't care about these things. He looked at His Majesty the Emperor and said indifferently: "Being in the capital of gods, it turns out that you are stronger than we thought. Now you can see the scenery in his eyes back then, right?"

His Majesty the Emperor did not answer this question.

The reason for silence is very pure.

confidence.

I am confident that I will never repeat what happened a hundred years ago.

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Wang Ji had no intention of drinking.

He frowned, watching the fighting in the imperial city in the distance, and made his own inferences about the situation.

In a very short period of time, based on the means currently displayed by both sides and the hidden means that have not yet been used, he came to 997 conclusions, of which 690 ultimately pointed to the victory of the White Emperor, and the remaining 290 were that both sides lost miserably, and only the last 17 were that the Qin Dynasty was defeated.

Gu Zhuo guessed what he was thinking and reminded him, "Dao Xiu is very strong."

Hearing this, Wang Ji was a little surprised, thinking, even you think he is strong?
How strong should that be?
Then he felt that this was the right thing to do, otherwise how could Zen and Taoism dare to enter the capital.

"That's not enough."

Wang Ji shook his head and said, "I don't believe that Sizhu really betrayed."

Gu Zhuo thought about it and said nothing.

He had only met the Master twice in this life, and they had only spoken in simple terms.

It is nonsense to use this to determine whether the master has betrayed or not.

Wang Ji was silent for a long time, and then said, "The White Emperor is the winner in the end."

Gu Zhuo asked, "You don't believe what the master said?"

"Of course I don't believe it."

Wang Jiwei raised his head and looked towards the sky of the Divine Capital, and said as a matter of course: "I had never been to Xuandu back then, and I had never seen the beginning and end of that battle with my own eyes, so how could I believe such vague words."

Gu Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "It makes sense not to believe it."

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According to many previous deductions, during the grand court meeting, the capital of the gods will fall into chaos.

The chaos came from the assassins from Wuyou Mountain and the practitioners from various families and sects who did not enter the imperial city and hid in the streets.

During this process, at least twelve of the thirty-six hubs of the Divine Capital Array were destroyed, causing the array to lose balance.

Before that, the master of the temple will have a conversation with the White Emperor and express his intention of heavenly punishment.

The purpose is not to disrupt their morale. No one thinks this can shake the Emperor. The purpose is to make those who are loyal to the Qin Dynasty have doubts, leaving them with the possibility of being influenced and persuaded.

Then the abbot offered up the Picture of the Flying Immortals, which coordinated with the rosary in the hands of the abbot, and combined the power of Taoism and Buddhism to temporarily halt the Divine Capital Formation.

After losing the blessing of the Divine Capital Formation, no matter how great General Wang was or how skilled he was in commanding troops, he could not turn the tide and could not defend the remaining twenty-four formation hubs. He could only face the fact that the formation was broken.

This deduction makes sense.

In order to temporarily suppress the stranded Divine Capital formation, the two Yuhua masters except Daoxiu all took action, even using the sect's most precious treasures. No matter how you look at it, success should be inevitable.

But in the end, he was defeated by the White Emperor's light wave of his sleeves.

What kind of power is this?
Has the White Emperor ascended to heaven?
Who can change this situation?
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In front of Weiyang Palace.

The scorching sun in the world lost its light in its eyes and no longer looked at the Emperor who was in the darkness.

Pride is not stupidity. He does not think that he has the possibility of fighting across the border, so he has to do something that has practical significance.

For example, breaking the formation.

The four feathered beings have formed a confrontation, and the clouds in the sky have not yet gathered together and are still in the shape of tumbleweeds.

Snowflakes continued to fall from it, accompanied by the real golden sunlight, silently narrating that the wills of the four most powerful people in the world were also maintaining a balance and would not be destroyed for the time being.

So, who among the gods today can stop him?

He, whose body was as tall as a green tower, could not think of the answer, so he turned around and walked out of the imperial city.

A gaze fell on him from the flying boat.

The scorching sun of the world turns a blind eye.

General Wang is very powerful, but this is not the north, and the cavalry of the Zhenbei Army is tens of millions of miles away from here.

Then he doesn't need to take this person to heart.

As he began to take steps forward, the ground of the imperial city began to tremble inexplicably, as if meteorites were constantly falling towards there.

The scorching sun on earth looks forward.

Countless golden lights appeared from the void, condensed into lines, and tried to pass through the battlefield.

The powerful men from various families and sects who were engaged in fighting in the square breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of their hearts when they saw the millions of golden lights, because they knew what would happen next.

Those strong men who are loyal to the court will fall down in large numbers in an instant, and if they don’t die, they will be seriously injured.

The balance of the battle will be directly broken.

Almost everyone thinks so.

Those powerful men of the imperial court who saw the golden light showed despair in their eyes, and when they were preparing to do something before they died... they suddenly found that they were not dead, and the golden light dissipated silently.

The blazing sun on earth stops.

A black dress appeared in his eyes.

The world changes accordingly, and the surrounding scenery continues to move away until it ceases to exist.

Instead, the land was covered with corpses, rivers of blood flowed endlessly, and red mist filled the entire world as far as the eye could see.

A blood moon hung high in the night sky.

Pei Jinge was standing under the moon.

The arrogance of the human world looked at her and suddenly said, "If I were you, I wouldn't show up at this time."

Pei Jinge asked: "Then what would you do?"

Renjian Jiaoyang said: "I will wait until I kill my way through and step into the city gate. I will attack myself when I am trapped in the shadows."

Pei Jinge said calmly: "It sounds reasonable."

"Today's victory or defeat is very important to you."

Renjian Jiaoyang said, "So I didn't expect you to do this. It's unwise to lose nearly 30% of your chances of winning just to save the life of an insignificant person."

Pei Jinge smiled sweetly upon hearing that, her beauty was beyond words.

"Zhao Qi."

She looked at the towering man and said with a smile, "You are more proud than I thought."

Zhao Qi said calmly: "For someone like me, not being proud is also a kind of pride."

"Rather than letting you die with pride, I think it would be better to make you lose so badly that you can't find any excuses to continue to be proud..."

Pei Jinge suppressed his smile and said in a gentle voice: "This is more interesting than killing you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew up.

The black hair moves along with it.

The sword light flowed upstream like a waterfall, meeting the blood moon and blooming with extremely dazzling brilliance.

at the same time.

There is a scorching sun rising from the end of the earth, not blocking the stunning sword light.

(End of this chapter)