The Word of Heaven

Chapter 258 Saving All Living Beings

Dao Xiu looked at him and asked, "Your Majesty, are you not afraid of losing your moral principles by saying this?"

His Majesty the Emperor said: "To cover up something in order to gain the so-called truth is to lose the truth."

It's a very simple sentence, but it's enough to convince everyone.

Just like the undeniable fact he then expounded.

"Since I repaired the broken mountains and rivers, the world has been peaceful until now. This is undeniable. For example, the fundamental reason why the summer festival is disliked by the world's sects is never that the sects suffer from weakness because of it, because the vast majority of sects are stronger than they were in the past. However, every sect hopes to gain more benefits in each summer festival, and the goals they set are always more greedy than the previous one, because people's hearts are always looking up."

“Nothing can grow forever. The sun rises to the zenith and then sets in the west. The vast ocean will eventually dry up and become mulberry fields. Everything in the world has an end.”

"Today, after a hundred years, the summer festival system is destined to be unable to satisfy the growing appetites of the various clans and noble families. This is something I anticipated on the first day of the summer festival."

"When the sects and noble families were dissatisfied with the summer festival and believed that the Qin Dynasty had swallowed up the world for a hundred years, did you ever care that the Qin Dynasty had slowed down its pace many years ago and gave up the share you hoped to get?"

"This can certainly be explained as a delaying tactic, but regardless of whether it is part of the plan, it still proves that your greed is endless."

"I will not be disappointed with the world because people's hearts have always been like this and have not changed for thousands of years. I will not be so arrogant as to try to make people do what I want. What I want is the rules."

"The world follows the law."

This was the first time that the White Emperor made a clear response to the summer festival.

The entire human world, from the nobles to the common people, could hear it clearly, because this was actually his conversation with the world, his negotiation with the people of the world.

Before this, perhaps he had negotiated with himself countless times every day and night in Jinghai Lake over the past forty years, leading him to finally make today's decision.

Daoxiu asked for the world: "How can you be sure that your rules are correct?"

His Majesty the Emperor said: "This is the most boring question you have asked today. It is on the same level as the boring words said by the master."

Dao Xiu was speechless.

"Of course the rules I set are correct."

His Majesty's voice was calm and proud: "Because I have spent a hundred years to prove this."

Dao Xiu was silent.

The master was silent.

All the gods were silent.

There was complete silence between heaven and earth.

No one can refute this statement because it is a fact that has already happened.

Not one year, not ten years, but a hundred years.

How many centuries are there in a person’s life?
How much perseverance and determination does it take to use a hundred years to prove that you can do something?
What could be more powerful than this?
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All that needs to be said has been said, and the truth is truly revealed between heaven and earth, witnessed by the world.

Many people seem to see a prosperous era coming, or even appearing before their eyes, and at this moment perhaps they only need to do nothing, and that is enough.

And more people than this are recalling everything that happened in the past hundred years. However, when the memories reach the end, people still cannot help but admit that this is a prosperous era not seen in a thousand years, so they remain silent.

Until the voice of the temple master slowly sounded, reminding the world that there was a problem that could not be ignored.

"His Majesty."

He asked seriously, "You said before that nothing in this world is forever unchanged. People's minds change, and you are seeking eternity. How can you be sure that you can make the correctness of these hundred years last from beginning to end? How can you be sure that you will not become disgusted and forget what you said today?"

"Yes."

His Majesty the Emperor was equally serious and said, "This is a matter of the future. The future is always unknown, but isn't it precisely because of this unknown reality that what I am seeking has great meaning and fun? Isn't this also a kind of flowing water that never stales?"

The rain finally stopped.

The sun shines again.

The capital of God is all golden.

His Majesty the Emperor stood on the steps in front of the Weiyang Palace, quietly looking at the world that was about to belong to him, and finally said: "You don't have to have any more extravagant thoughts and fantasies. There is only one way to stop me, and that is to kill me."

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The river water constantly hits the cliff rocks, bringing a constant rumbling sound that is deafening and thrilling.

The old wheelchair was shaking, just like the pot of wine in Wang Ji's hand, with wine occasionally splashing out of it.

This was something that should not have happened, because Yi Shui was looking for the three-foot sword in front of him.

"what are you thinking?"

Wang Ji's voice was a little hoarse.

Gu Zhuo said: "I have only one thought today, and I told you at the very beginning."

Wang Ji shook his head, looked at him and said, "This is your choice today, not your thoughts."

After a moment of silence, Gu Zhuo said, "I don't believe it."

Hearing this, Wang Ji was not surprised at all, he just felt that it was indeed the case.

Gu Zhuo looked at him and asked directly, "Have you made a decision?"

Wang Ji said: "I'm just not interested."

Gu Zhuo said softly: "This is enough reason to make the decision."

"seems like it."

Wang Ji thought about what he had experienced many years ago, and suddenly asked: "Is life always so difficult... or is it only when you are burdened with heavy responsibilities?"

Gu Zhuo looked towards a certain place in the Divine Capital, as if he saw those young people he knew, and said seriously, "It's always like this."

As he finished speaking, the waves below the cliff suddenly quieted down.

This calmness is not the end of things, but the silence before the storm. The world is feeling depressed for the battle that is about to take place.

"The abbot has already left. He can't make another move today. The Yuanmie Mirror is on the verge of breaking. He can only use it once more. Daoxiu's chances of winning are slim."

"The White Emperor followed the traces left by Yuan Mie Jing, used the Mountain and River Plate to anchor various places in the human world, and then used the Heavenly Dao Seal to destroy the Buddha... No matter how long you prepare for something like this, the consumption on yourself is still extremely heavy. His current situation is worse than Dao Xiu's."

"But his momentum is at its peak, enough to make up for the gap, and even surpass him."

"The problem is that Daoxiu is not the only opponent he has."

"At least there is still the master."

Gu Zhuo remained silent.

All these words came from Wang Ji's mouth. He stated the current facts with an expressionless face and a hoarse voice.

As he spoke, his thumb was constantly rubbing the scabbard of the sword, and the sharp edge seemed to be about to burst into the capital of gods in the next moment.

At this moment, Gu Zhuo's voice rang out.

"If you have to make a decision right away, my advice is to wait."

Wang Ji withdrew his gaze from the Weiyang Palace, and after a moment of silence, he said hello and did not ask anything.

Gu Zhuo would never harm him.

As it should be.

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In front of the Weiyang Palace, the sky changed again.

A light white mist suddenly rose from the ground wet with rain and snow. It was the trace left behind after the remaining water vapor was evaporated at a rapid speed.

Daoxiu was immersed in the fog that just reached his ankles, like a lotus flower that does not touch the water, or the sun and the moon that do not stay in the sky.

There was no compassion or calmness in his expression, nor anger or solemnity, just emptiness.

His hands were already clasped together, and his fingers had not yet formed a Dharma seal, but a vast Zen spirit was already emerging.

The next moment, he began to walk towards His Majesty the Emperor.

Every time he took a step forward, the mist on the ground seemed to move with it.

His Majesty the Emperor, standing on the stone steps, had a slightly solemn expression.

Boom boom boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud thunderous sound between heaven and earth.

Everyone in the Divine Capital, whether they were cultivators or ordinary people, felt as if the world was spinning around them at this moment. They covered their ears in pain and subconsciously looked towards the wall, only to see that everything was as normal as before, with no signs of shaking at all.

Only those powerful people with truly profound realms and broad knowledge know that this is the terrifying movement brought about by Master Daoxiu's magical powers.

——Control the heaven and rule the earth.

His Majesty the Emperor sees it all too clearly.

With every step Dao Xiu took forward, his aura became stronger.

Countless vital energies of heaven and earth were gathered by him who controls the sky and the earth, and gathered into his Buddha body. The heaven and the earth also moved along with his footsteps.

This is the purest kind of power.

The only problem was that Dao Xiu had to be slowed down by this power, and each step he took was getting slower and slower.

Even if the person standing in front of him at this moment was Wang Ji, the slowest person among the Yuhua, he would have enough time to push his wheelchair away and would not have to stay where he was to face this extremely terrifying attack.

But, His Majesty the Emperor cannot retreat.

Once he said those words to the world, he was destined not to take a single step back, even if it meant retreating to advance.

No matter how small his step back was, the world would still see it and couldn't help but have doubts, so he couldn't retreat.

His Majesty the Emperor had never thought of retreating.

When Dao Xiu was about to step onto the stairs, he moved.

Yes, go in.

Nearly infinite amounts of heaven and earth energy gathered here because of Daoxiu's magical power. The world looked like the same old world without any changes, but in fact it was very different. Every corner within sight was filled with invisible water.

As His Majesty the Emperor moved forward, the reaction from heaven and earth was obvious.

There was a soft snap.

His Majesty the Emperor suddenly disappeared.

Dao Xiu raised the corners of his lips slightly.

The master's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked forward.

His Majesty the Emperor appeared before the master of the temple.

The next moment, he put his fingers together and dropped them as if casually.

The tip of the finger calmly and unstoppably cut through the space in front of him, and an extremely gorgeous black light flowed out of the crack, which was heart-pounding.

This finger looks like a sword, but in fact it is a seal.

The seal on the imperial edict.

It can determine life or death.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, when there was not even time to breathe, and thinking had become a luxury.

However, the abbot was well prepared. When the abbot decided to leave, he was already on guard against this moment, so he had the possibility of making a choice.

Thoughts move freely and purity arises naturally.

An extremely profound aura enveloped the body of the master of the temple, making his aura suddenly become ethereal and no longer so real and visible, as if it had merged into the heaven and earth, impossible to grasp and impossible to hit.

However, he did not feel relieved because the finger was still falling, ignoring everything that was happening at the moment, but it was just a moment slower.

What the master of the view seeks is this moment.

The Shangzhen Feixiantu responded and rose again from his palm, carrying with it the blood that once again flowed out of the wound, forming dozens of straight and curved rays of light, like the branches of plum blossoms in full bloom.

The White Emperor's finger fell.

When the blood plum met the finger tip, it was instantly crushed into powder snow, and its branches were broken into pieces.

The spatial crack created by this finger directly swallowed up the pink snow and branches, leaving no trace.

Pain inevitably flashed in the viewer's eyes.

The next moment, the pain became even more real.

The White Emperor's fingertips finally landed on the master's chest, looking extremely light, like a gentle breeze blowing across clothes.

What it brought was thunder.

The master's body stiffened slightly, then disappeared.

A ravine suddenly appeared in the square in front of the Weiyang Palace, extending to the palace wall. Nothing could exist in it. All the corpses that had been on this road were reduced to dust, and not even smoke or dust could rise.

Half of the master's body was embedded in the ground, with a bloody hole in his chest. From it, one could see that half of his heart was missing, but it was still beating and had not stopped.

His Taoist robe was torn into pieces like a beggar's clothes, and dozens of streams of blood spurted out from his body. He looked like the ancient bell in front of the ancient temple that was broken by Gu Zhuo's fingers, as if he would disintegrate in the next moment, but his flesh and blood were still connected after all.

A sigh sounded.

From the Emperor's lips.

Dao Xiu said softly: "If it was you at your peak, the master of the temple would be dead."

As he said this, his right foot landed on the first step and he slowly began to turn around.

His Majesty the Emperor said: "So Yingxu is really smart."

What he meant was that the Sansheng Tower never appeared that night in Yunmengze.

Dao Xiu said: "Maybe it's because he once tried to challenge you."

His Majesty the Emperor put his hands behind his back, turned around as well, and said, "That makes sense."

Dao Xiu felt a little regretful and said, "If Yingxu were still here today, many things would be easier and not as troublesome as they are now."

His Majesty the Emperor said: "Perhaps Yingxu died because of this."

Dao Xiu was silent for a moment, then said, "That makes sense."

Having said this, the two finally turned around and looked at each other.

They are all the same people, only the positions are different.

Dao Xiu looked at the White Emperor, his slightly raised lips finally turning into a smile, and asked, "There shouldn't be any strangers to bother you now, right?"

His Majesty the Emperor said, "Perhaps."

Dao Xiu said: "Then it's time for you and me to have a good fight."

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Even though the White Emperor had moved the sky with a snap of his fingers several years ago and killed Taoist Yingxu in Yunmengze with divine punishment, causing countless powerful people to die all night, no one could have imagined that he would almost repeat the same thing to the master of the temple.

With just one finger, even the temple master, an unrivaled strong man who had independently supported the Taoist sect for a hundred years, was seriously injured. Even half of the Upper True Flying Immortal Map was destroyed by that finger and could never be restored... What kind of terrifying realm is this?
All the gods in the room were silent as death.

People were all looking in the direction of the imperial city. The heads of the various sects and families grew paler in silence, of course because of fear.

Now all hopes rest on Master Daoxiu. If even he fails, who else can change the situation? And how can we defeat the Emperor?
In comparison, the ministers loyal to the Qin court were much calmer. Perhaps it was because they had never considered the possibility of the emperor's defeat, so they were not surprised by what was happening at this moment.

This unchanging confidence brings calmness and is the motivation to continue to implement the plan set by the Queen - to make all those who participate in the game today leave their bodies in the capital.

It was at this time that the outcome of the battle in front of the Weiyang Palace had already begun.

People could not hear any sound, only saw the sky light above the imperial city constantly changing. It was not the brightness of the sun, but the real change brought about by the constant intersection and superposition of heaven and earth in the palm of Master Daoxiu.

At a certain moment, a space crack that was several dozen meters thick appeared between heaven and earth. A light that was more dazzling than the scorching sun burst out brilliantly from it, revealing some of the truth of this battle to the world, but it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only a shaking sky.

It's like two real worlds colliding.

If His Majesty the Emperor and Dao Xiu had not intentionally controlled the impact on the outside world, the Divine Capital would have long been reduced to ruins.

When some of its aura inadvertently floated out of the imperial city and landed in the real human world, it still brought about an extremely horrifying change.

However, the amazing thing is that faced with this terrifying threat that could destroy lives at any time, the people standing outside the imperial city became even more excited. They actually put life and death aside and didn't care at all.

Under a roof somewhere, Taoist Zizai retracted his gaze.

He was an important figure in Qingjing Temple and had an extraordinary status in the secular world. Therefore, he was well taken care of in the previous battles in the imperial city. He almost died on the spot several times and became a caring corpse.

The reason why he is still alive to this moment is not because he is so great, but because the master of the temple once told him to do something.

Before the winter solstice, the temple master used Taoist magic to deduce the outcome of today's battle thousands of times.

The current situation was not completely unexpected for him.

His Majesty the Emperor has gone further on the road to enlightenment than anyone imagined, and is almost the same as the Taoist master of a hundred years ago.

If you want to defeat such a White Emperor, you must seek the impossible, otherwise it will be impossible.

This possibility was the joint effort of the two leaders, Chaotian Jianque and Wanjianchi, the Buddha on earth created for Daoxiu by the two greatest treasures of Zen Buddhism, and the selfless dedication of every person who participated in this battle. However... all this still seemed not enough.

Taoist Zizai does not think Daoxiu can defeat His Majesty the Emperor.

This judgment has nothing to do with his realm, nor with the injuries of these two people, but only with his fear.

He put away all his thoughts, without any emotion in his eyes, and went to do that thing.

That is the only possibility of defeating the White Emperor.

That thing was meeting Chu Jun.

There was a letter on the girl's body.

There were three words written on the letter.

——Morning and evening bells.

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Outside the Divine Capital, the Lord withdrew his gaze.

In his eyes, there were no longer any unreasonable changes in the sky of the imperial city, and the figures of Gu Zhuo and Wang Ji disappeared. All that was left was the surging river.

The cold wind blew in my face, and it was very refreshing.

The master stood there for a moment, then appeared at the river bank and went upstream.

A pier appeared in his eyes. That was where the capital of God was.

The great formation of the Divine Capital has been broken, and at this moment he is like a free man in an empty space.

In fact, this could not stop the Master.

The diagram of the Divine Capital Array had never left his sea of ​​consciousness, because it was something he had participated in designing and even built with his own hands.

The reason why all the sects and noble families in the world knew the location of the key to the Divine Capital Formation was, of course, because of him. Otherwise, that spectacular rain of swords would never have fallen.

Walking on the chaotic streets and listening to the sound of houses collapsing, Si Zhu's eyes became more and more indifferent.

He passed by many people, some from the imperial court, some from sects, and more often were the bereaved dogs of the aristocratic families.

These people had him in their eyes, but they didn't care much. They just thought that he was the same kind of crazy people who disregarded their lives in front of the imperial city. No one recognized that he was the former chief of the Sky Patrol Bureau, because he was the most mysterious person in the world who had just ascended to heaven.

When they reached the entrance of a certain alley, the boss slowed down and looked deeper.

The two girls who caught his eyes were Chu Jun and Lin Wanyi, as well as Chen Chi and Lin Qianshui.

The four were on their way out of the capital, carefully alert to every corner and guarding against possible dangers, but they did not notice that a Taoist robe was looming behind them.

The Sizhu raised his eyebrows slightly, probably because he saw something interesting in it, but he didn't care much.

So he continued to move forward. The flames around him became more and more intense, and the crying and shouting became almost nonexistent, probably because everyone was dead.

What is there to pity?
They are all children of noble families.

Then, those crazy people standing in front of the moat came into the sight of the Master.

He was quite interested in this and tried to experience it himself, but unfortunately he gained nothing.

As we went further forward, suddenly a strong wind burst out from the imperial city.

Countless crisp sounds were heard, and dark cracks appeared.

Those are all fragments of space.

Behind the Master Si, many people who risked their lives really died, without leaving any trace of their bodies.

But to him, this was really not much different from a breeze.

As long as it wasn't the Emperor's Heavenly Dao Seal and Daoxiu's Dharma Seal and Buddha's Palm, it would be difficult to hurt him here.

When we arrived at the foot of the palace wall, the abbot was still lying in the ruins, and had not gotten up for a long time.

The director looked at him and said nothing.

The master opened his eyes and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The boss smiled, a very warm smile, and said, "Guess?"

Hearing this, the temple master remained silent, as if he had seen a madman who appeared out of nowhere.

In silence, he ignored his serious injuries and dragged himself up with great willpower and stood up.

The Sizhu smiled and said, "Do you think I will kill you?"

The master of the temple said: "I am just more accustomed to keeping my life in my own hands."

"is it?"

The Master seemed to find this very boring, and shook his head and said, "So it's not the will of God that you believe in?"

The master of the temple remained expressionless and asked blankly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

This is repetition.

After a moment of silence, the boss put away his smile and said sincerely, "Save him."

The master asked, "Who is it?"

The Sizhu said: "Everyone in the world."

After saying this, he walked towards the Weiyang Palace.

The sunlight stretched Si Zhu's shadow extremely long.

It's like walking on a lonely mountain road that no one knows about.

(End of this chapter)