The Word of Heaven

Chapter 282: Breaking the Way
Many years ago, Yingxu went north to the wilderness and met Chi Yangxia.

Later, a notorious demonic sect appeared in the world - the Chiyin Sect.

Everyone knows that everyone in the Chiyin Sect is crazy, without exception, but few people know that those people are crazy because of excess.

When Yingxu met Chi Yangxia for the second time, the latter became what Gu Zhuo saw decades later. He wanted to live, die, and kill people, and the means he relied on were like a demon.

In order to get rid of the inner demon planted by Yingxu, Chi Yangxia used unknown means during those years to secretly seek the supreme magic method from Changle Temple. Eventually, he cultivated the yin and yang aspects of himself, becoming neither male nor female. In the last days of his life, he even achieved the state of enlightenment, but still could not be truly liberated.

If it weren't for this method, how could Yingxu be so proud?

If it wasn't so unorthodox, why would it be called the Yuanshi Demonic Scripture by Gu Zhuo?
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There was no regret in the abbot's sigh.

As early as that day, when the Imperial Master was talking to her, she had already realized what her disciple was really thinking, but she just didn't want to say much.

A dying person's words are good. She was certainly a dying person, but no matter how kind her words were, they would only be meaningful if they were listened to, so she said nothing.

Now that things have come to this, let alone.

"Master...how could she say such a thing!?"

The voices of disciples kept ringing in the nunnery, one after another, in panic.

The abbot turned a deaf ear to it.

She thought, what is there to be nervous about?

Her gaze was still towards the west, but she was no longer looking at the Demon Lord, but at the Lord of the Department, her eyes gradually becoming colder and deeper.

Just like the dark blue sky that slowly spreads from the depths of the East China Sea behind her.

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"Is this what you expected?"

Pei Jinge asked in surprise, but there was no trace of surprise in his eyes.

The Sizhu said calmly: "Why not?"

The old man looked at the national teacher who was deeply trapped in the sword of the demon, and thought of his best friend who had passed away. There was real nostalgia in his eyes, and he continued: "Will this do any harm to me?"

"If peace talks fail, then we will have to fight. No matter how naive and immature our national teacher is, and how he puts himself in an inappropriate position, he is still a great practitioner who has entered the realm of enlightenment."

"That would be enough to threaten him now."

There was no smile in the Sizhu's voice, which was unusually calm, just like casually moving a white piece on the chessboard.

Pei Jinge said with some emotion: "Yes, it won't do you any harm."

The official road was still dead silent.

There had been no movement from the three thousand black-armored heavy cavalry stationed outside Cangzhou City until this moment.

"Do you remember what I said to you the last time you stood in front of me for Gu Zhuo?"

The director retracted his gaze, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "The Sky Patrol Department must put itself in front of the torrent, not on both sides."

"So whether it's Taoism, Zen, or even the so-called holy land of swordsmanship like Yishui, they are all the same to you, and there is no difference in essence."

Pei Jinge said: "They are all pawns and tools."

The boss said "not bad".

Pei Jinge raised his head, looked at the figure in the sky that was shaking with anger, and said, "When it can be used, it is best to make the best use of it."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the dry face of the Director, who had thousands of ravines on it. He said seriously, "You are indeed the most suitable person to take over the Sky Patrol Department."

Pei Jinge didn't say anything.

Even though the meaning contained in this sentence is so touching.

——Even if she came here today and caused unnecessary complications in the siege of the Demon Lord, she could still stay out of it and take charge of the Sky Patrol Division afterwards.

The director suddenly asked, "You don't believe it?"

"Ah."

Pei Jinge answered calmly and firmly, without any emotion in his words: "Just like His Majesty the Emperor could never have imagined that he would be betrayed by you at the moment when he was about to win a great victory."

The boss was silent.

Pei Jinge looked into his eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly and smiled, his smile full of mockery: "Isn't it all your credit that we have the current situation?"

The boss remained silent.

Pei Jinge smiled and said, "I heard what you said about saving the people, and I also heard about making His Majesty the Emperor a lonely man. I have to say that each of these words is an excellent reason. After all, it is to bring peace to the world."

The Sizhu no longer remained silent and said, "It seems that you are very dissatisfied with me."

Pei Jinge put away his smile, looked at the old man in surprise, and asked seriously: "You should ask who is satisfied with you now."

"The nunnery abbess is just dying, not an idiot. Can't she see through your tricks? Zhao Qi is not someone who likes to be told what to do. If the possibility that he helped Gu Zhuo before was less than 30%, now it may be 50%. Wei Qingci is of course willing to thank you in person, but it is absurd to think that it is sincere."

"And the Imperial Master you used so casually, when she wakes up, will she hate Gu Zhuo more or you more? I think this is a question worth discussing."

At this point, Pei Jinge's voice was full of emotion: "What do you think?"

The Sizhu said calmly: "I thought you were not a person who liked to talk nonsense."

"Yes, I really don't like to say these words, so there is only one thing I really want to say."

Pei Jinge looked into Si Zhu's eyes and said word by word: "The person who wants you dead the most is you, my Emperor."

The Sizhu laughed and said, "It was a very good strike."

Hearing this, Pei Jinge suddenly fell silent.

The Sizhu said, “But it’s meaningless.”

Pei Jinge looked at the old man's smile and had to admit that this was also an extremely powerful smile.

The national master's Zen mind was shattered by a sword.

The three thousand heavily armored cavalry remained silent.

There must be someone in Changle Temple who is dissatisfied, and that person may be the abbot.

In this situation, facing Pei Jinge's knife that slashed towards Dao Xin without any warning, Si Zhu remained unmoved, as if all of this was just a breeze blowing in his face, nothing more.

"Then what is meaningful?" Pei Jinge asked.

The Master replied calmly, "All the things you mentioned are about loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor."

Pei Jinge understood.

The chief said: "And His Majesty the Emperor clearly intends to kill Gu Zhuo."

After saying this, he did not stop, walked past Pei Jinge and headed towards Cangzhou.

The moment he took a step, the light around him suddenly became chaotic and overlapped.

With a slight sound, cracks appeared in space, and the edges were stained with the light of the sunset, which was extremely gorgeous.

That was the most amazing sword light in the world.

The master treated it as if it was nothing.

Not a single piece of fabric had been cut off from the grey robe.

A voice fell into Pei Jinge's ears.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess is well aware of my strength."

"Because she is more powerful than me."

"If she really didn't want Gu Zhuo to die, she would have shown up in person today instead of letting you go through this for her."

"Since she didn't come, it means she can accept Gu Zhuo's death."

"I thought this was a very simple fact, what do you think?" The lingering sound dissipated in the evening breeze.

Pei Jinge listened, the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth still there, but blood was overflowing from it, painted as lip makeup.

It was just a passing by, without any trace of fighting, but the injuries that had not yet healed after her battle with Zhao Qi had relapsed and became even more serious.

The Master was even more powerful than she had expected.

His fall from the realm of immortality did not seem to have caused any irreversible heavy impact on his realm, so that only one tenth of his combat power remained.

Then it is natural that he is invincible in Cangzhou today.

Who can stop him?
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A moment ago, there was an uproar in Cangzhou City.

The words of the national teacher spread from the sky and the earth, spread to all directions, and even reached the sea... and fell into everyone's ears with incredible clarity.

No matter how ignorant a person is, after hearing her true words, he would not be able to understand the second meaning and would know that he has been regarded as consumable.

No one likes this fact, even if it has always been like this.

After a moment of commotion, there was silence. People's eyes moved away from Gu Zhuo and almost all fell on the National Master. The anger in their eyes made the sunset even more magnificent.

As early as the moment his voice stopped abruptly, the National Master had already understood the seriousness of the matter, and then determined that after today, he would no longer be the National Master of the Qin Dynasty.

There are too many things in this world that can be done but cannot be said, and must not be discovered by others because they cannot be explained or accounted for.

Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. This is the truth.

Listening to the sparse sounds that seemed to come with the wind and feeling the gazes falling on him, the state master's mind became increasingly unstable, and he even developed a strong impulse for brutal destruction.

As long as we kill everyone, let all the civilians die, and then negotiate terms with the remaining people who cannot be killed, can we save the situation?

Countless similar thoughts appeared in the state teacher's mind, one after another, making it impossible for her to calm down.

If someone were able to peek into her sea of ​​consciousness, they would find that an inky black darkness was spreading at an extremely fast speed, drowning the initial clarity.

That hint of darkness is the demon planted by the demon.

Those who receive this method will have little chance of being liberated unless a person who has attained enlightenment personally takes action.

Gu Zhuo raised his hand.

Zhexue broke through the air again.

Unlike before, this time the Imperial Master could no longer smile while picking up flowers, and he held the sword firmly.

The sword pierced through his body.

Blood was flying in the sky.

The Imperial Master, who was still suffering from the torment of the demon, fell to the ground. Her tied-up black hair suddenly burst out and covered her face.

It was not until this time that people realized that she still had many worries.

"It turns out she's a fake nun."

Nan Zong raised his eyebrows, looked at the falling figure, and said, "No wonder he is so vulnerable."

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Gu Zhuo sat down.

Under the gazes of tens of thousands, he sat on the roof of the tall building, with the sword across his knees and his hand on the sword.

His posture looked lazy and casual, not like he was facing a life-and-death battle at all, but more like... fishing.

Looking at this scene, looking at the man who was as handsome as a person in the painting, many people had a feeling for no reason.

——This place is not Cangzhou, nor is it the king’s land, but Xuandu.

boom!
The national teacher fell to the ground, raising clouds of dust.

Just at this time, the boss came.

His body had become a rotten wood, but his steps did not slow down and were still very fast.

But in just a moment, the dark city gate could no longer conceal his figure, and the white-haired old man appeared in people's eyes.

All the sounds disappeared with the arrival of the Master.

Cangzhou is not like many ancient cities in this world, with a chaotic layout and no planning.

Many years ago, the governor, either out of ambition or foresight, left behind a road that was almost as good as the main road of the Divine Capital for future generations.

On both sides of the road are countless shops with extremely high rents, and at the end is the tall building.

Gu Zhuo is at the top.

The Master was lying on the ground, looking up at him.

Thousands of feet apart, the two looked at each other.

This was not the first time they met, nor was it the first time they looked at each other.

As early as these days when they were on their way to Cangzhou, the two had already looked at each other dozens of times among the mountains and rivers.

But today is different after all.

The Sizhu said calmly: "I think you are surprised at this moment."

Gu Zhuo looked at him quietly.

The head of the department said, "In your opinion, I should continue to watch from the sidelines like before, and only take action when the situation is about to be settled, and become the last straw that breaks the camel's back."

"Of course this is correct and the most reasonable approach. In order to kill someone like you, no matter how cautious you are, you can never be too cautious."

He seemed to have guessed that Gu Zhuo didn't want to pay attention, and asked himself: "Then why should I do this now?"

Cangzhou was no longer dead silent, and gradually people stood up.

These people came from various forces, the most famous of which was naturally the Southern School, but there were also some who were slightly inferior.

Many of them were unwilling to come forward before because the situation was not clear yet, but now that the Lord has appeared, what is there for them to hide anymore?
The voice of the Sizhu continued to sound.

"Of course it's not because I'm suddenly excited, nor am I stupid enough to think that you have no more power after forcibly breaking the state master's Zen heart with means beyond your own realm, and now you are just bluffing..."

He paused and said, "There is only one reason why I came out. I just want to tell you a fact."

Gu Zhuo remained silent.

The head of the department looked at him, and it seemed as if he saw the young man with a completely different face from more than a hundred years ago. He said seriously: "At least today, no one will stand by your side anymore."

When the words were spoken, some people felt that this was inappropriate because it was unlucky.

Countless accidents in the world start with words like this.

The Master should know this truth, but he still chooses to say such words. Where does his confidence come from?

Even someone as proud as Nan Zong was no exception. His eyes fell on the hunched figure of Si Zhu, staring at this once invincible immortal.

The Master did not straighten his back, and his long gray hair was blown by the evening breeze like a cloud of dust.

He looked at the man who was looking down at him, and calmly stated the reason with sympathy.

"His Majesty has already left the Divine Capital in person to talk to Her Royal Highness the Princess about your life and death."

The sun sets into the sea and night falls.

Gu Zhuo listened to this, still without saying anything, and flicked his sword with his fingers.

The sound of the sword was not clear but inexplicably low.

Nan Zong suddenly frowned.

Many people looked stunned, because they vaguely felt that the sound of the sword was like... a fart?
So, what does this mean?
Nan Zong turned around, looked at Si Zhu and said seriously: "The Demon Lord is telling you to fart, or to be more precise... fart your mother."

(End of this chapter)