The Word of Heaven

Chapter 307: Wandering in the World
The morning light is rising in the distance, but the world is still dark and the sky is pitch black.

On the Baidi Mountain, countless lines follow different degrees of depth, gradually emitting different lights, some are dazzling, some are soft, some are gorgeous, and some are dim... It is as if the light of the sky is being analyzed here, leaving behind its origin.

Different lights pierced through the darkness, following the path left behind at the beginning, and unexpectedly gathered into a brilliant glow above the earth.

Gu Zhuo stood at the very center of the formation, his sleeves fluttering slightly, and his pale face was coated with a layer of sacred light that was difficult to look directly at, giving people a strong sense of majesty that could not be looked directly at.

His body did not tremble at all, but he did not look like a stone statue. Instead, he looked more like a pool of clear water in the windless state.

The divine light sank into the pool water, reflecting more different colors, which was extremely beautiful.

When Yu Sheng and Pei Jinge saw this scene, Gu Zhuo's body became infinitely transparent in an instant, able to accommodate all colors in the world.

The lines on the ground turned into channels at this moment, and the true energy flowing through them was clear water.

Standing in the light, Gu Zhuo was like a god.

The sunset rises from him.

The entire Baidi Mountain shed its night clothes and was shrouded in the sudden and blazing glow, as crystal clear as jade.

Pei Jinge's eyes moved slightly, and he exclaimed: "It's so beautiful."

The long sword was held in her hand, and the blade was like a mirror, reflecting the sunset glow clearly and brilliantly.

After a moment, perhaps all that remains on the blade is blood.

Yu Sheng recalled the day when they held hands on Tianqiong Peak. After a moment of silence, she said softly, "There are always so many different beauties in this world."

As the voice fell, a loud bang was heard from behind, and the eunuch leader arrived in front of the stone house at this moment.

In the distance behind him, a ball of white air just appeared, forming a hollow circle.

The eunuch leader first looked at Gu Zhuo, then at Yu Sheng and Pei Jinge. His expression became visibly excited, alternating between blue and red.

He wanted to say something, to yell something, but when the words came to his mind, all that remained was silence.

Things have already happened. If we forcibly stop the formation at this time, the consequence will most likely be that all previous efforts will be wasted.

Moreover, this great formation was already in an unfinished state. Even if the gaps were filled, it would only be a preliminary form, which was far from the ideal state drawn on the formation diagram.

Of course, the most important reason is still that.

The eunuch leader had no confidence that he could defeat Yu Sheng and Pei Jinge at the same time.

But he finally moved forward, approaching the stone house with slow and steady steps.

Yu Sheng and Pei Jinge didn't even look at him, their gazes gradually drifted to Gu Zhuo in mid-air, with different expressions.

An indescribable and mysterious aura was born from Baidi Mountain, with the formation as its foundation.

The thousands of feet of rays of light condensed into a line in this instant.

In this seemingly thin line, there are countless different colors, brilliant and reaching up to the sky.

It seemed as if a bridge had appeared between heaven and earth, connecting them.

After witnessing this scene, Pei Jinge's eyes suddenly changed and he realized that he had guessed wrong.

The purpose of this formation is not to prolong one's life!
She turned around in surprise and looked at Yu Sheng, but didn't have time to speak.

"There's only one thing we have to do."

Yu Sheng put his hands behind his back, quietly looked at Gu Zhuo, whose figure was wandering between reality and nothingness, and said, "Don't let him be disturbed."

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The moment the formation came alive, Gu Zhuo knew that this formation was not seeking immortality.

In fact, he didn't think so from the very beginning - the secret of Baidi Mountain has never been a secret to the White Emperor. The deeds of his ancestors are still before his eyes, so how could he repeat the same mistakes?

However, life and death are ultimately above everything else in this world.

No one can be sure what choice they will make when death is approaching but there is still hope. It is a cruel situation that is enough to drive people crazy towards hope.

Gu Zhuo was well aware of the great terror hidden within it.

This fact now made him even more certain of how proud, or in other words, how arrogant, the White Emperor was.

Yes, this formation is not only not for immortality, it is not even for offering sacrifices to heaven.

But it is connected with heaven and earth.

What’s even more interesting or ironic is that if it weren’t for his intervention, this formation would ultimately have failed.

When Gu Zhuo's body and soul were filled with the rosy glow caused by the formation, he heard a slight hissing sound in the silent deathly silence, as if something was ignited.

That was a sign that the formation was bearing heavy pressure beyond its capacity and was beginning to collapse due to the overwhelming pressure.

Listening to these sounds, Gu Zhuo suddenly closed his eyes.

After a moment, when he opened his eyes again.

The scenery has changed.

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It is midsummer, the climate in the north of the mainland is no longer so cold, and the sun is always shining brightly.

The breeze gently blew on the new green grass, and the morning dew was still left on a leaf, reflecting the rising morning light.

The picture is fresh and clean, making this world-famous ancient battlefield no longer filled with the atmosphere of war.

Chu Jun, who was sitting under the tree, stood up and stared at the small hill not far away. Recalling Gu Zhuo who was still being mysterious at that time, a warm smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then he began to feel sad.

Why does it seem like something happened a long time ago?
Suddenly there was a breeze, and her long skirt fluttered as if it was lifted up.

Chu Jun was slightly startled, turned around and looked beside him, then his eyes widened.

"Why are you in a place like this?"

There was dissatisfaction in Gu Zhuo's voice.

Chu Jun bowed to him and answered seriously: "When we said goodbye outside the Divine Capital, you asked me to remember a sentence, and I wanted to leave that sentence on Senior Wang's tombstone, so I came here."

Of course Gu Zhuo still remembered this incident, his emotions became a little complicated, and he said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Chu Jun paused and said, "I still want to go back to Qingjing Temple to take a look."

Gu Zhuo looked around and shook his head, saying, "You made too much noise. There are people everywhere. How are we going to get back?"

Chu Jun was helpless and said, "I'm not you. I can't disappear into the water like water. Besides, there are really a lot of people staring at me right now."

There was one thing she didn't say because it was too rude.

——At the end of last winter, weren't you able to avoid the gaze of the world, and you fought your way out with the sword in your hand?
Gu Zhuo said: "But you are my apprentice."

Chu Jun was speechless.

The next moment, her brow was gently touched, as if water was dripping.

The cool feeling spread silently, washing away all the dust remaining in her body and soul, and the fatigue disappeared along with it.

Gu Zhuo withdrew his fingertips.

This is something to be happy about.

However, Chu Jun's expression became extremely solemn.

She looked into Gu Zhuo's eyes, and a very scary thought came to her mind. She asked in a difficult voice, "Master, what are you doing now..."

He didn't finish his words, not because he was interrupted, but because Chu Jun didn't know how to continue.

"No."

Gu Zhuo's answer was calm and believable: "I'll be leaving soon."

Chu Jun couldn't understand it anymore. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "What's going on with you now?"

Gu Zhuo explained: "Wandering in the mind."

When he finished speaking, he no longer existed in the world before Chu Jun's eyes.

Before the girl could react, feeling confused and shocked, Gu Zhuo returned again.

The difference from before was that this time he held a sword in his hand.

——Folding snow.

Chu Jun's eyes were filled with shock.

“Go do what you want to do.”

Gu Zhuo spoke softly, smoothing his apprentice's slightly messy hair to his ears, and finally reminded him: "But you must stay alive."

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...After saying goodbye to Chu Jun, Gu Zhuo set off again.

His state at this time was very mysterious, as if he had lost his body and his soul was infinitely free.

It’s more like flying than hitting the road.

Fly like a flying sword.

No, it's even faster than the speed at which the King of Priests travels between heaven and earth with infinite will!

It was a speed that even Gu Zhuo couldn't believe.

According to Gu Zhuo's simple inference, this might be the speed he could only reach after his Tao transformed the world. Even at the peak of his power in his previous life, he could not achieve such a speed no matter how hard he tried.

Everything in the world is no longer an obstacle, but becomes a help to him to achieve his goals.

Perhaps it was for this reason that, even though he was walking at such a speed in the human world, traveling back and forth between Baidi Mountain and the ancient battlefield in the north in an instant, and delivering Zhexue to Chu Jun, he could still see the scenery along the way clearly.

They were the bewildered practitioners on Baidi Mountain, and the dejected sword practitioners in Chaotian Sword Palace in the thunderstorm... The first ray of morning light appeared on the fingertips of the Buddha statue in Changle Temple.

How do the morning sun blending with the sea surface and the shimmering waves become a motionless oil painting?

The weeds covering the earth turned out to be the heads of millions of people.

Everything is so clear and distinct.

What kind of mysterious state is this?
Why did the White Emperor want to enter such a wonderful place?
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Wangjing, the ancestral home of the Lin family.

Lin Wanyi stood in front of the door of the small building, only a few steps away from the warm lights, but she was reluctant to move forward.

She was smiling, and her smile was full of sadness, without any trace of childishness.

Behind her, there stood three practitioners dressed in black. How similar were they to that morning four years ago?

"Why don't you take action?"

Lin Wanyi turned around and looked at the three people wrapped in black clothes, and said softly: "I am indeed at the end of my rope now. The sword that killed Liu Hongxuan was my last sword. What are you worried about?"

One of them shook his head and said, "I'm not worried, I want to talk to you."

The other man took over the conversation and said honestly: "We are not killers. We don't take money from others to help them get rid of disasters. We are assassins and have our own clear demands."

The third assassin looked at Lin Wanyi and said seriously, "It is necessary to make sure you die with understanding."

Lin Wanyi smiled and said, "That sounds quite considerate."

As she said this, she wanted to sit down, but she felt that was not very elegant, so she gave up.

We will sleep forever after death, so why rush?
"If you need, we can let you leave a suicide note."

"The reason I killed you is because you were in the way."

"You are obviously the blood of the queen, but you always walk on the opposite path from her, whether it is tonight or many times in the past."

"You are no longer a little girl. If you still can't put yourself in the right place today, then you have no reason to live."

"Now you can say your last words."

The voices of the three assassins sounded one after another, without much emotion in them, giving people a very cold feeling.

After a moment of silence, Lin Wanyi suddenly asked, "Are you the person sent by my mother?"

There was no response and silence fell in front of the library.

The three assassins formed a formation relative to each other and began to advance.

Lin Wanyi felt a little regretful.

She could clearly sense the other party's murderous intent, but she could not hear any sound coming from outside the eaves. The person who had saved her that year... was no longer by her side. So what was there to hope for?

So she raised her hand, summoned the broken sword, and prepared for the final fight.

At this moment, unimaginable strength suddenly surged up in her already extremely weak body, and the already extremely heavy iron sword suddenly became light without any warning.

If there is divine help.

Lin Wanyi drew his sword without thinking.

With just one sword, all three assassins were killed!
Blood splattered from their throats and spread all over the ground, like an ink painting.

Lin Wanyi looked at the result in astonishment, still confused.

Until Gu Zhuo's gentle voice with a smile came into her ears.

"Third time is the limit. If it happens a third time, what if I can't stand by your side anymore?"

Lin Wanyi turned around subconsciously, her blood-stained skirt fluttering and spinning like a dance.

There was no one inside or outside the library.

Then, Lin Wanyi saw a scene that she could never forget.

Gu Zhuo walked out of her body.

Her wrist suddenly became weak, the sword became as heavy as a mountain, and her sea of ​​consciousness dried up in an instant.

Gu Zhuo supported Lin Wanyi and said, "Take care of yourself."

Hearing this, Lin Wanyi's pupils constricted, and she thought of the same possibility as Chu Jun.

"Don't think too much."

Gu Zhuo smiled, his smile was still gentle as before, and said: "I just got married not long ago, how can I bear to die like this?"

Lin Wanyi was a little angry and scolded: "Then why do you give people this feeling? Do you think I won't worry about you?"

Gu Zhuo pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe you think this is interesting?"

Lin Wanyi suddenly fell silent.

After a while, she looked into Gu Zhuo's eyes and said seriously: "I think there is something more interesting in this world."

Gu Zhuo was a little curious and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

Lin Wanyi said word by word: "Marry me."

Gu Zhuo was speechless.

This... is indeed a very interesting thing.

This is also the courage that Lin Wanyi can have when he is angry.

However, she didn't get an answer in the end.

Gu Zhuo has gone thousands of miles away.

Before leaving, he left a message for Lin Wanyi, which was an explanation.

"Something's going on over there."

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The capital of gods, the deepest part of the hell.

This is where the Qin Dynasty imprisoned those extremely troublesome practitioners and high-ranking officials and princes. The guards are naturally very strict, and surrounded by heavy formations, not even sound can get in, let alone people.

As the designated successor of the two former directors of the Sky Patrol, Qiuzhi had an extraordinary status and naturally occupied the best cell.

He sat in the beam of light coming in from the skylight, feeling the cold air like cockroaches and spiders crawling on his skin, but his body was so stiff that he couldn't tremble.

The heavy mental pressure made sleepiness his biggest desire, but this desire was not satisfied.

So when Gu Zhuo stepped into the cell and stood in front of Qiu Zhi, the latter thought he was already dead.

Yes, that is the only explanation.

If it wasn't the world after death, how could he have seen the Demon Lord?

Qiuzhi looked at Gu Zhuo with eyes full of emotion.

He took a step forward and sighed, "Brother..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Qiuzhi couldn't continue speaking because he was shocked.

Gu Zhuo asked in confusion: "When did you and I become brothers?"

Qiuzhi opened his eyes wide, took several steps back, pointed at him and asked: "Are you alive?!"

Gu Zhuo said: "Anyway, he is not dead."

(End of this chapter)