The Word of Heaven

Chapter 276: Go, Cut, and Kill

The winter of the fortieth year of Zhengsheng was particularly cold. The world was covered in flying snow, and everywhere one looked was filled with a murderous aura.

In the past few days, many old people have died on this desolate land, with their bodies left in front of the Weiyang Palace, or buried in the weapons of Yangzhou City, or burned in the raging fire of Yinping City, never to see the beautiful scene of the ice melting in the spring of next year.

This was destined to be a winter that would be recorded in vivid detail by historians.

The Chief stood by the river, his hands behind his back, his thoughts somewhat scattered as he thought about the distant future.

I don’t know how long it took, but his eyes were no longer blank and looked at the scene before him.

After the snow stopped, the once turbulent river water no longer flowed, frozen by the cold.

The dark blue ice surface is dotted with snowflakes.

The wind blows from time to time, and countless snowflakes float up with it, like tassels traveling far away with the cold winter wind.

The picture is extremely magnificent.

The Master looked at this scene in silence, wondering if he would ever see the scene of spring flowers blooming again.
The wind never stops blowing, but what it can't blow away is the smell emanating from him.

The smell seemed to be the inevitable result of the decay of something fresh, with a faint but real fishy smell that easily reminded people of the pieces of meat thrown into an abandoned ice cave.

The powerful man from the Sky Patrol Department who came to the side of the Chief seemed not to sense the rotten smell. His expression did not change at all and he continued to do what he was supposed to do.

So the Master Si no longer had only the sound of wind in his ears, but was able to hear the things about Gu Zhuo.

"Seven days ago, outside Changyuan City, the Demon Lord killed another thirty-six people, among whom was a person from the Chaosheng Temple who was in the Pure Realm. This person should be no less powerful than Yuan Yonghuai."

"Five days ago in the evening, the Demon Lord in Donglin City revealed his whereabouts. The governor led his soldiers and the local practitioners to intercept him, but almost all of them were killed or injured, with less than 20 left... Some people woke up and cheered loudly, because the Demon Lord's clothes were no longer clean, but stained with blood and torn."

"In the early morning of the fourth day, five hundred cavalrymen heard the news and rushed to help. They happened to meet the Demon Lord head-on, so they charged in, but were defeated. His sword broke through his armor by two hundred and sixty points. The living repeatedly emphasized that the "one" in "one sword" was not an exaggeration, but he really only used one sword."

"The day before yesterday, Luoxing Sect and Taozhishan put aside their past grudges and joined forces as agreed. They hid in Dongping Lake and set up a formation to kill the Demon Lord, but they were still defeated. After the formation was broken, no one survived. The Demon Lord seemed to have won the battle effortlessly. The only thing worth noting is... he changed into a black robe. The reason for this has not yet been determined."

"According to your inference, the Demon Lord will arrive at Ji Luo today and continue to travel east. If he is determined to move forward without changing the route, a larger siege will be waiting for him in the city. If he goes around the city, three thousand black-armored heavy cavalrymen from the Zhenbei Army will be waiting for him."

"Including General Yuan Yonghuai, a total of four Immaculate Realm people died at the hands of the Demon Lord these days, and seventeen Return to One Realm people. The death toll has not yet been fully counted, but it's probably around one thousandth."

The powerful man from the Sky Patrol Department stood beside the chief, lowered his head with great respect, and earnestly explained the detailed information that had been confirmed over and over again.

As the time in the words slowly approached today, the body of the strong man from the Sky Patrol who had experienced many storms over the years gradually became stiff, his voice began to tremble uncontrollably, and fear overflowed from his words.

Of course he knew that the Demon Lord was an extremely terrifying existence. There was an entire bookshelf of files in the Sky Patrol Department recording related matters. However, he was born after the decisive battle of Xuandu and had never witnessed the reality that terrified people a hundred years ago.

Even though the Dawn and Dusk Bells rang again, almost destroying half of the divine capital, it was ultimately a miracle from the Taoist treasure, not the power displayed by Gu Zhuo himself. Therefore, he had sufficient reasons to hypnotize himself that the other party was no longer the Demon Lord of the past and could be defeated.

Moreover, as a big shot in the Sky Patrol Division, he could be sure that the other party's current realm was not even at the level of unity, so...how could he kill people like this? !

Is this true?
Could it be the nonsense of a cowardly person?

How can this be true!

"Of course it's all true."

The boss seemed to be able to see through his subordinates' minds and said calmly: "If he can't even do this, then he is not himself."

The subordinate came to his senses and was at a loss.

The Sizhu said calmly: "But he is a human being."

The subordinate asked blankly: "Is it a human?"

“That would be tiring.”

"Killing him wherever he goes is indeed a very cool and arrogant thing to do, so let us continue to let him be cool and arrogant."

The chief said, "Not long ago, Lin Wanyi said something in the imperial study. That sentence was that the Demon Lord was a good person, so the queen was very curious about what decision this good person would make after entering Ji Luo City today."

The subordinate opened his eyes wide and thought of a lot in that instant, but dared not speak.

"Just as you thought, as long as the Demon Lord is willing to continue killing people, we will continue to send people to him to kill."

The Sizhu retracted his gaze from the ice and said indifferently, "Those who once chose to stand in front of Weiyang Palace need a chance to wash away their sins with blood. Otherwise, even if they are forgiven by Your Majesty, they will not be able to rest in peace, right?"

This big shot from the Sky Patrol Department didn't know what to say.

After a moment of silence, he said with difficulty: "Can we really kill the Demon Lord?"

"of course can."

The Master's voice was calm as usual: "The gap between him and me cannot be made up by those means."

It's a very reasonable statement and sounds very convincing.

However, when his subordinate heard this, he inevitably thought of a question.

——Then why are you still unwilling to take action until now? Why do you ignore the ridiculous arrangements made by those insects from the sects and families in Jiluo City?
……

……

In Jilou City, the long street seemed normal.

The bustle is still there and there is no strange expression on the faces of passers-by.

Only by looking into the most inconspicuous corners and discovering those practitioners hiding in the shadows, can we realize that all this peace and joy are illusions.

These practitioners came from various sects and families, and many of them were at the Guiyi Realm, truly powerful people in the eyes of the world.

However, whether it was this so-called strong man or the stronger one who had achieved Immaculate, their expressions were extremely solemn at this moment, because they had never seen such an arrogant and terrifying demon like Gu Zhuo.

Even Yingxu had never killed anyone like this before.

Everyone's eyes were on the restaurant.

Gu Zhuo was there, sitting by the window, with only a cup of tea in front of him.

Guan Xingu sat opposite him, his eyes were extremely complicated, and he said: "It was just a brief encounter between Wangjing and Yangzhou City a few years ago. I didn't expect that you still remember me until today."

Gu Zhuo said: "Maybe I won't remember it in a few days."

Guan Xingu was stunned for a moment, then a bitter smile appeared on his face, and he said self-deprecatingly: "You really don't need to remember a dead person."

Gu Zhuo was silent for a moment, without telling him the true meaning of his words, and drank a sip of tea.

Guan Xingu sighed deeply in his heart, and then said: "The abbot has secured this opportunity for me to meet you, not to poison this cup of tea, but to hope that you can be merciful."

Gu Zhuo asked: "Mercy?"

At some point, the restaurant became dead silent.

It has nothing to do with the empty building.

On the contrary, those standing here are ordinary people without any realm.

The expressions of these ordinary people were extremely complicated, with greedy curiosity, throbbing fear, and timid anger. Their nervousness was visible to the naked eye, and their thick clothes could not hide their trembling bodies, but in the end no one chose to leave, and they just cast their angry eyes on Gu Zhuo in silence.

The long street was filled with common people.

They are all people with the same anger.

This silent world is burning invisibly because of Gu Zhuo.

Gu Zhuo understood, looked at Guan Xingu and said, "Could it be that the families of those who died in my hands a few days ago were sent here by you?"

Guan Xingu remained silent.

Gu Zhuo felt a little emotional.

The next moment, a voice filled with passion and anger rang out among the silent crowd, deafening.

"We are standing here not for revenge, but to protect our home, to stop you, the devil, from slaughtering the city, and to kill you, the devil who has done all kinds of evil!"

As soon as the words fell, people's anger suddenly burst out and turned into a real storm.

The same words began to be heard, and the chaotic voices gradually overlapped and became more and more orderly.

It's like the rumbling thunder rising from the earth!

The restaurant was shaking and dust was falling from the beams and pillars.

The long street is like the sea, with endless raging waves.

Gu Zhuo listened to the shouts coming from all directions and suddenly said, "Yuan Gou Temple is indeed very good."

Guan Xingu was puzzled.

Those powerful people from the aristocratic families and sects who hid among the crowd and used various means to stir up the anger of the people were puzzled.

The governor, who was standing further away and watching this scene, felt helpless and puzzled.

“It comes out of the silt but remains unstained.”

Gu Zhuo was somewhat impressed and said, "This is an extremely difficult thing to do."

Guan Xingu lowered his head, feeling extremely ashamed.

Gu Zhuo said no more.

The matter is very clear.

In order to atone their sins, the aristocratic families and sects that have been operating around Ji Luo for hundreds of years, and even the cold-blooded and rational thinking, came up with this method, because they found that Gu Zhuo had never killed any extra people in past battles, so they decided to use certain means to let the people stand up themselves.

If Gu Zhuo is still unwilling to kill people at will, he will be greatly hindered in the next battle.

If he no longer insists on his own way and starts killing people without scruples, it will never matter to those who want to kill him... right?

Guan Xin Gu raised his head and said in a trembling voice: "You shouldn't have entered the city today."

After the bell rang, Gu Zhuo's emotions became increasingly cold, and even the girl's hug could not warm him.

However, when he heard these words, Jingjingdao's heart was really stirred, which turned into a mocking smile.

He asked seriously, "Why shouldn't you do this?"

Guan Xingu had nothing to say.

Gu Zhuo stood up.

At this moment, the whole world was silent.

Those brave people began to be afraid and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but then they found that the road behind them seemed to be blocked by some powerful force. They felt that they had become pawns crossing the river and there was no possibility of regret.

Then even stronger curses broke out from people's mouths, filled with the madness aroused by panic, which was shocking.

Just like Lin Wanyi said, Gu Zhuo doesn't like killing people.

Whether in his past life or in this life, he doesn't like killing people.

That’s why he didn’t kill De Qiusi in Wangjing City last spring. De Qiusi was not the culprit but he deserved to die.

So when the bell rang on the day of the winter solstice, he did not let the people and buildings on the earth turn into ashes.

Therefore, in Yinping City he only killed those generals and soldiers who refused to regret their death.

So these days he never killed anyone who gave up standing in his way.

All these killings are the result of people with different ideals not being able to work together.

It has nothing to do with hobbies, cruelty, bloodlust, pleasure, happiness, and joy...

Until today, until this moment.

For the first time in his life, Gu Zhuo felt the desire to kill someone.

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The governor of Ji Luo stood on the city gate tower, looking at the crowds on the long street from a long distance with a frown on his face.

The Palace Master of Chaosheng Temple was standing side by side with him, and around him were the Deputy Lord of Taozhi Mountain, the Chief Law Envoy of Luoxing Sect, and elders from several aristocratic families in Jiluo City.

These people clearly watched Gu Zhuo stand up and saw the coldness in his eyes. They knew why this once peerless strong man was angry, but they did not feel guilty or timid because of it.

"Your Excellency, there is no need to feel guilty about this. In any case, it was the Demon Lord who killed people, not us."

The Chaosheng Palace Master said: "I can assure you that everything that is happening now is worth it. The Demon Lord will die today."

The prefect remained silent, thinking about the fact that if the devil could die in Jilou City, he would surely enter the cabinet and even have the hope of directly becoming the prime minister. His brows relaxed a little subconsciously, but then tightened again at the fastest speed, still worried.

The deputy mountain master of Taozhi Mountain took over the conversation and said earnestly: "This is a necessary sacrifice, and didn't the division master object after learning about this? That means the division master agrees with this decision."

The chief judge consoled him, saying, "If we allow Gu Zhuo to continue his journey east, Changle Temple may not be able to remain silent any longer. This is a result that no one in the court or even the entire world wants to see. There are things that can be done and things that cannot be done. Today, we have to do this."

Similar voices rang out one after another, and every word in the voice was filled with rationality, forming the sharpest contrast with the madness on that long street, bringing peace to the city gate tower protected by the formation.

In this peaceful protection, the high and mighty figures watched over the chaos and launched the attacks that had been prepared in advance in a timely manner.

To call it an attack is a bit of a stretch.

Because it was just a thrown butcher knife from the hands of a man who didn't look like a butcher at all, but how could the people at that time tell the difference?
The butcher knife failed to hit Gu Zhuo as it was blocked by the barrier of true energy.

clang.

Gu Zhuo released his five fingers that were on the word "Qie Man", grasped the butcher knife that was sold at a high price of several taels of silver, and walked forward.

(End of this chapter)