Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 117: August 15th, the full moon blocks the river, and the theory is broken
Twenty years later, the country is at peace and the people are prosperous.

Fifteen years ago, after King Kou Zhong of Han unified the north and ascended the throne, he worked hard to govern the country and allowed people to express their opinions freely. Now, after fifteen years of ruling the country, the scars caused by the chaotic times and wars have been completely buried, and a prosperous era has begun to emerge.

Chang'an, Imperial Palace.

In the imperial garden, five people with different demeanors sat at their seats.

The main seat was occupied by a dignified middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe and a mustache. The first person below his left hand was a middle-aged man who looked as elegant as an immortal. Beside him was a scholar wearing Confucian robes. The three people were Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling and Shi Zhixuan.

Sitting at the first seat below Kou Zhong's right hand was a handsome and flawless, rich and radiant, spirited and high-spirited, calm and melancholy man, who was none other than the famous Heavenly Blade Song Que.

Next to Song Que was an old man with a tall hat and a wide belt.

He has five long strands of beard, an elegant and simple face, and wears a thick brocade robe, which makes his figure, which is already taller than ordinary people, look even more majestic. He is Ning Daoqi, nicknamed Sanren, who was once known as the number one person in the Central Plains.

"On the fifteenth day of the eighth month, the moon is full and blocks the river, and the theory of Taoism is shattered." Shi Zhixuan said:

"My daughter asked me to tell you that if you want to shatter the void, Master Qingzhai will help someone who has achieved success in martial arts to shatter it on Dongting Lake during the Mid-Autumn Festival in three months."

"If no one accepts the challenge, what will my master say?" Xu Ziling asked doubtfully.

"Master Qingzhai said frankly that there will be no compulsion in this battle. Whether someone accepts the challenge or not, he will completely disappear from the world after the full moon night." Shi Zhixuan took a sip of wine.

When Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling heard this, they were surprised and felt that this was not the mentor they had in mind.

"Over the years, my wish has been fulfilled, and I have been looking forward to this battle for more than 20 years." Song Que looked calm.

"Such a grand event cannot be without me. Time is running out anyway, so why not add some glory to the battle of blocking the river?"

"I wonder if Senior Shi is willing to accept the challenge?" Xu Ziling asked with a little curiosity.

"Not only me, my daughter will also accept the challenge." Shi Zhixuan looked calm.

A hint of surprise appeared on Kou Zhong's face:
"I've only heard of Master Shi's unparalleled flute music, but I never imagined he possessed such exceptional martial arts skills!"

He suddenly shook his head and sighed:
"Twenty years have passed since we first met in Dongping County. It seems that everything has changed. A lot has changed. I, a commoner who grew up eating at other people's homes, can become emperor, let alone others."

After hearing this, Xu Ziling felt a pang of sympathy, as if recalling many memories of his youth, and then sighed:
"Yeah, I don't know why our mentor has become so easy to talk to."

"Perhaps I have truly achieved the Way of Heaven, and I no longer have any interest in worldly affairs." Kou Zhong stroked his mustache.
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have climbed up the Emperor's Peak and never come down again."

Xu Ziling nodded:
"That's right. When I brought back the heads of Bi Xuan and Fu Cailin, he just lay down under the peach tree to rest. He didn't even bother to open his eyes to look at me and just sent me away."

"Okay, I've delivered the message. I'll take my leave first." Shi Zhixuan stood up, bowed to Kou Zhong, and left in a swift and decisive manner.

"Your Majesty, I will take my leave now." After Song Que stood up and left, Ning Daoqi stood up and bowed to Kou Zhong:
"Your Majesty, I will also go back and make preparations."

After the three of them left, Kou Zhong spoke with a hint of surprise:
"The Evil King's footsteps are heavier than when he came, as if he is worried."

"If the princess you gave birth to were to fight against an invincible opponent with you, your footsteps would probably be heavier than those of Senior Shi." Xu Ziling said with a smile.

"It doesn't seem that simple." Kou Zhong laughed heartily. "Zi Ling, you have to trust the emperor's intuition."

Upon hearing this, Xu Ziling could only smile helplessly. His brother's private personality was still as young as it was, a bit cynical.

Immediately, he said directly:
"Xiao Zhong, do you want to accept the challenge?"

"I really can't hide anything from you." Kou Zhong walked down carelessly and poured a glass of wine for Xu Ziling with a smile.

"Don't try to be so rude. You are no longer the same as before. You shoulder the responsibility of the people of the world. How can you take such a risk so easily?"

Kou Zhong sat directly beside Xu Ziling and said:
"I have been preparing for this battle for so many years. I have already arranged everything."

"The Crown Prince is now wise and has passed the age of coming of age. Furthermore, I have personally supervised his administration since he was thirteen. He is now capable of shouldering the heavy burdens I have shouldered. How could he possibly cause unrest in the empire?"

"By then, if we are shattered in one battle, the world will only be more stable. Wouldn't it be a further manifestation of destiny if the founding emperor of Kou Han ascended to become an immortal?"

Xu Ziling spoke each word with emphasis:
"If I were defeated and killed, how could the world not be in turmoil?"

"Nothing will happen." Kou Zhong said forcefully:
"You've been traveling abroad for years, and you have no idea that I view governing a country like practicing martial arts. Now, I have reached the pinnacle of martial arts."

"I have a feeling that if a good opportunity arises, I will be able to shatter the void."

When Xu Ziling heard this, he said, "Okay, we are brothers in this world. I will accompany you in this battle."

"You are worthy of being my brother. It seems that you have reached the realm of ultimate yang." Kou Zhong said with a smile.

Xu Ziling replied, "You appear so confident because you have reached the ultimate Yin Wuji realm."

"In the battle to block the river, we brothers will unite and see what level his martial arts skills have reached."

More than ten days later.

On the fifteenth day of the eighth month, the moon was full and blocked the river. The theory was shattered and spread completely.

I heard that the master of Qishazhai, who has been invincible for twenty years, is going to fight against seven peerless masters.

The peerless masters here include Emperor Kou Zhong of Kaiping who pacified the world with his sword, Ning Daoqi who was once the number one man in the Central Plains, Song Que the Heavenly Blade, and Kankan, the contemporary leader of the Demon Sect.

There is also the Evil King who has been silent for many years and has disappeared, as well as the Protector of the Country Xu Ziling, and finally the Xiaoyi master Shi Qingxuan who is beyond the imagination of everyone.

Countless people from the martial arts world and young masters from wealthy families went to Dongting Lake in advance just to get a good spot.

Ten days before the Battle of Lanjiang.

The mountain behind Emperor Peak.

However, outside the Rain Viewing Pavilion today, there is no longer a bamboo forest, but a peach forest that is so gorgeous that it is almost dazzling.

Under an old peach tree, a young man with white hair and blue shirt was lying lazily.

At this time, a graceful woman with long hair that reached her waist came over. Her voice was sweet and gentle:
"Qing Jingyuan, you often sleep for ten days or half a month, during which time you don't drink water or eat food. Could it be that you are really going to become an immortal?"

Seeing that the young man in blue shirt seemed to be still asleep, she stretched out her voice:
"It seems I don't have to wait until the battle at the river barrier. I can now, while someone is sound asleep, dispel the shadow that has been hanging over the heads of those who have practiced martial arts for over twenty years."

Zhuang Bu Ran sighed softly:
"You've been arguing with me on the mountain for over ten years. In these final days, can't you just give me some peace and quiet?"

"Why sleep so long when you are alive? You will sleep forever after you die." Shi Qingxuan said leisurely, "This is the great enlightenment I gained from seeing you sleep so often. I give it to you."

"Logically speaking, the valley where you live is also planted with peach trees by me, so why don't you leave?" There was a hint of confusion in the tone of the young man in blue shirt.

Shi Qingxuan said with a smile:

"Of course I'm deliberately staying here to build a good relationship with the Seven Killings Master, hoping he'll show me some mercy. After all, I'm just a folk artist, and I'm not good at fighting."

The boy in blue shirt opened his eyes:

"How come Master Shi, who wanted to compete with me in the 'Miaole Lingfei Sutra', suddenly disappeared?"

Shi Qingxuan continued:

"Maybe as I get older, my desire to win has gradually faded."

"You look younger and younger as you age. It's obvious that you've reached an extraordinary level in your practice of the 'Miaole Lingfei Sutra'."

The young man in blue shirt stood up and stretched lazily:
"I'm really looking forward to seeing that crying Mr. Shi in ten days. After all, he looks younger and younger, so his mentality must keep up."

"Then let's make a bet." Shi Qingxuan raised her eyebrows slightly:
"If I hadn't cried, you would have owed me a favor."

"What if you cry?" the boy in blue asked with a smile.

Shi Qingxuan said in a clear and sweet voice:
"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please."

"It sounds like I have a better deal, so let's take the gamble." The young man in blue nodded.

"Okay, let's high-five each other to swear an oath." Shi Qingxuan raised her fair and slender palm.

Zhuang Bu Ran had a playful look on his face:
"According to your."

With a "pa" sound, the two men high-fived and made a bet.

(End of this chapter)