"What's the rain like today?" A gentle voice came from the Qingshi Palace behind me.
The lonely years did not dull the warmth of the voice. The whipping of hardships and obstacles did not make it sad.
It is not like the rain in front of you, like the heater in the house, like the steam or a cup of warm tea. It is always one of the things in the world that make people close.
Jiang Wuyou used to be very attached to this voice, which represented the warm memory of childhood.
Now she said softly: "It's probably no different from the rain my brother saw before."
Jiang Wuliang, the deposed prince of Da Qi, has been imprisoned in Qingshi Palace for thirty years.
In the past thirty years, so many heroes have risen, so many heroes have fallen, and so many magnificent stories have happened.
From the year 3899 of the Dao calendar to the year 3929 of the Dao calendar, some people changed history, and countless people were buried in history. The Bluestone Palace has always been a spider-webbed Bluestone Palace. It is a spectator in the world. Displayed in a lonelier corner than the stone steps.
But the voices coming out of this lonely and cold prison palace were never filled with resentment.
"Human eyes understand the most brilliant lies in the world. They will deceive the world, and they will also deceive yourself." The voice of Qingshi Palace said: "All the light and shadow you see are limited to your field of vision. What you observe All order has been cut through by your sight. Your eyes are themselves a colored window - before you see everything, everything has been defined by you."
"And your so-called definition of everything is often the understanding given to you by the world. When we come to this world naked, the first appearance we wear is the first piece of clothing people put on you. You may not know what it looks like. , I may not like it, I may not agree with it, but I have accepted it.”
"Later I could only see the essence of things..."
The voice was swaying, like a wounded bird that could never fly into the sky: "I sometimes miss being deceived."
"The rain is heavy and heartbreaking," Jiang Wuyou said.
She is describing the look of rain.
"You have worked really hard these years." Qingshi Palace's voice was comforting.
"Brother." Jiang Wuyou asked calmly: "Actually, I have been thinking about it for many years - has the world I see also passed through your window?"
Qingshi Palace's voice showed no hint of irritation at being suspected, but still contained a warm smile: "Wouyou, I taught you this. When you really have such questions, you shouldn't ask me again."
"You never explain yourself." Jiang Wuyou's tone was indescribably complicated.
At that time, the imperial censor complained against the deposed prince - everyone knew that Jiang Wuliang would not say such things, but he did not even say a word of defense. When he was taken before the emperor, he only said "acknowledgement of guilt".
Jiang Wuliang, what crime do you know?
This summer rain was so intense that it made a continuous crunching sound on the eaves of the wall. The sound shook people's hearts.
At such a moment, the voice of Qingshi Palace just said: "Those who love me will explain it to me. Those who hate me will find new hatred in my explanation."
Jiang Wuyou, are you someone who hates him or someone who loves him?
Jiang Wuyou was silent for a while and said, "I have a question about cultivation and I want to ask my elder brother for advice."
The voice of Qingshi Palace said: "You haven't asked me about my practice for a long time. You have already gone your own way."
Jiang Wuyou asked: "Brother, does he know about heavenly beings?"
"Heaven?" Qingshi Palace's voice suddenly understood: "His way is in conflict with the way of heaven... He is resisting the way of heaven?"
Although he didn't even mention anyone, Jiang Wuliang understood everything.
During these years of being imprisoned in the Bluestone Palace, there were no outsiders in the Cold Palace, and his thoughts were of course blocked. Jiang Wuyou was almost his only window to observe the world. But his vision never seemed to be limited.
Jiang Wuyou has long been accustomed to his elder brother's awareness.
The eldest brother had told her long ago that any word you say at will, every word in it, is related to many truths of the world. The "wisdom-awakened one" can be fully aware.
She understands every visit
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, all of which allow the eldest brother to grasp the changes of the times and supplement his understanding of the world.
But the wind blowing through the Bluestone Palace, the sparrows passing by the Bluestone Palace, and even the sunshine falling on the Bluestone Palace are also the "windows" of this world. Too much for her is not too much.
She asked this "wisdom-awakened one" who was almost omniscient in her mind: "Is there any way?"
"If he reaches the point where he needs to resist the way of heaven, it means that he has fallen deeply into the way of heaven. The help from the shore is just a step away. Those who can't reach the shore are better than nothing." The voice of Qingshi Palace
Said: "The best way is for someone in the deep sea of Heaven to forcibly cut off his connection with Heaven and push him out. Of course there is only another Heavenly being."
Jiang Wuyou frowned: "The one from Nie Hai?"
"He can communicate." The voice of Qingshi Palace said.
"Isn't it more likely that He will eat the Xintianren?" Jiang Wuyou said.
Qingshi Palace's voice just smiled: "The second method is for someone to sail to the center of the deep sea of Tiandao, drag him on the boat, and take him away - but this method probably won't work. He has no shortage of people willing to sail for him. Even
It’s very possible that I’ve been on the ship once.”
Jiang Wuyou said: "He seems... to have achieved heavenly status twice. While the first level of heavenly human state was sealed, he has achieved heavenly status again."
"He is indeed favored by heaven and has the potential to become the protagonist of the era." The voice of Qingshi Palace commented.
"How to get rid of it?" Jiang Wuyou asked.
"At this extreme point, one should be powerless and helpless. But even if one takes action with transcendence, it is still a risky choice. A powerful one who has transcended everything has obviously escaped from everything and exists, and yet wants to return to the deep sea of heaven. This is forcing himself to be an enemy of heaven and staining himself with dust.
...No matter how talented he is, it's not worth taking risks for him. Especially in times like this, it's even more impossible." The voice of Qingshi Palace said: "We can only look at him. See if he can wear the shackles.
, swimming alone in the deep sea of heaven."
"What if he can't?" Jiang Wuyou asked.
"That's not necessarily a bad outcome." Qingshi Palace's voice said.
Jiang Wuyou still looked at Yu.
The summer rain comes and goes quickly. It was crackling just now, but now it is pattering. It beats feebly on the moss-covered stone steps, unable to wash away the stubborn traces of old dust.
"Brother, why did you take a fancy to him in the first place?" Jiang Wuyou stretched out a finger to catch the raindrops, observing the splashing of the raindrops intently, but asked irrelevantly.
"Many things cannot be explained clearly, and often there is no need for a reason. If you must find someone -" Qingshi Palace's voice laughed and said, "Maybe it's a matter of chance!"
"You haven't really seen him." Jiang Wuyou said, "I mean, with your eyes."
The voice of Qingshi Palace said: "So I have not been deceived, I can see more clearly."
Jiang Wuyou's fingers withdrew from the pattering rain curtain, as if bidding farewell to this absurd world, and embodying a clear sense of strength.
This is by no means the kind of slender jade finger that grows flowers and grass, but a finger shape with extremely clear texture, full and strong, capable of crushing the world. "Tao" and "Martial Arts" are like the wind and rain surrendered under her fingers.
Standing here now is the founder of Taoist martial arts and the master of the Huaying Palace of the Daqi Empire.
"Brother, I won't come to see you next year." Palace Master Huaying said.
Qingshi Gong's voice was still warm and smiling: "Make the choice you think is right. Brother will always support you."
Palace Master Huaying never looked back from the beginning to the end, and she doesn't hesitate now.
She took one step forward, stepped into the rain curtain, and crushed the remaining rain.
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"What's wrong?" King Chu Jiang asked aloud as the boat sailed on the endless sea.
"It's okay. There was a nasty follower who almost came to the sea, but luckily he was stopped by our allies." King Qin Guang put down the conch that received the message from his ear, smoothed his slightly frowned brows, and said with a smile:
"We need to hurry up."
King Chu Jiang didn't ask why, he just said: "Wu Guan, Yama, City, and Ping Ting have all arrived at the designated position and can take action at any time."
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"Have they done anything strange?" King Qin Guang asked.
King Chu Jiang said: "They are all smart people, and they have been together for a long time, and they are very clear about your methods - even if they have ideas in their hearts, they dare not act easily. Even if they do, they will not be discovered by me."
"The City King is new here." King Qin Guang said, "How quickly did you get into bad habits?"
The King of Chu Jiang said in a nonchalant manner: "He is so dirty that he looks like he walked out of hell without a door."
"Why does this sound so awkward?" King Qin Guang was not satisfied: "Hell has no door and is innocent. What I run is a formal organization!"
"Formal organizations all have death pensions." King Chu Jiang said.
King Qin Guang said "Ah": "But none of them have family members."
King Chu Jiang paused for a moment: "Is this the standard for recruiting people in the future?"
King Qin Guang glanced at her: "I found that you are different after returning this time."
"More sincere?" King Chu Jiang asked.
"Alas!" King Qin Guang sighed: "Have I reached the point where I feel that the truth is harsh, and I am surrounded by people like Lin Xian?"
King Chu Jiang didn't know what to say.
"You didn't speak much before." King Qin Guang said again.
King Chu Jiang was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Maybe it's because you also died once."
"I almost died." King Qin Guang corrected him.
"If we were to say it was close, it would be more than once." King Chu Jiang said.
"I am a tough-minded person." King Qin Guang said casually, "I think this is the natural chasm."
The King of Chujiang said quietly: "If you take risks like you, the chasm will be filled up sometimes."
King Qin Guang said quietly: "That will require a lot of corpses."
"Then I..." King Chu Jiang's voice became very weak: "Kill less people."
"What?" King Qin Guang was distracted in analyzing the light and didn't hear clearly.
"Nothing." King Chu Jiang said.
Every Yama has his or her own reasons for joining Hell without Gate. But few people are the same as King Chu Jiang.
Some people do it for money, some do it for resources, and some do it to hone their spiritual practice... But she has a disease that requires killing people.
She was born with Yuantu in her fate, and her murderous thoughts are the main palace. She is hopeless and needs to kill living creatures to relieve her. When she was young, she could kill a rabbit or a chicken. The older she grows, the harder it is to fill her desire to kill.
Now it is no longer possible to kill demons. We must kill people and kill the living beings who dominate this world.
There is no more suitable profession than a killer, and there is no more legitimate reason than a killer to kill.
She rarely goes on missions in person. In fact, she is not used to being behind the scenes. On the contrary, it is to restrain herself. It is said that King Bian Cheng is fierce and King Qin Guang is evil. When she was ill, she was the one with the strongest desire to kill without any door in hell. Yama.
"Then let's get started..." King Qin Guang said: "Now that everything is ready."
"Do you already know where it is?" King Chu Jiang asked.
"I think I have found the answer." King Qin Guang headed the boat independently and spread out his hands, as if embracing the boundless sea in front of him: "Let me listen to another Yiluo song."
King Chu Jiang took a step back, his boots began to frost, and the frost filled the boat. Under the gloomy mask of Yama, her song sounded: "The spring mountains were full of March dew, and the spring tide brought rain to the boat..."
Her singing voice is so cold, traveling through the air and mist, like a cold wave turning eastward.
The small boat the two of them were traveling in was also frozen on the ice, and the ice spread further.
The skylight passes through the ice fragments and is reflected on the sea surface, showing a colorful illusion.
King Qin Guang's eyes gradually turned green at this time.
Everyone knows that Jiang Zhenren's knowledge of knowledge is unparalleled in the world.
But few people know that King Qin Guang, who has no way to hell, is also a master of playing with the five senses. People only know his madness, his power, his evil behavior and bloody achievements.
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People know that the "Eye Jian Immortal Canon" on which Jiang Zhenren relied to compile "Eye Immortal" was obtained from him.
When the ruins of the Overseas Ten Thousand Immortals Palace were opened, he was surrounded by all parties and plundered the most precious pearls and jade. He also took away the key to the core secret treasure.
He is the core inheritor of "Ten Thousand Immortals"!
At this moment, the green eyes just raised up, and they saw the fragmented skylight hanging up the Rainbow Bridge. The Rainbow Bridge connected the misty distance, as if it was connected to some vague legend.
He opened his arms and swayed naturally in the song, like a bird fluttering its wings.
"Seeing" and "sound-hearing" are like a sea of tranquility, allowing him to wander. Light, shadow and sound are so tame in front of him.
In front of him, in the shaky light, a flower slowly grew.
This flower is translucent in color and has light velvet like jade whiskers. It has six petals and one eye in the middle - a round eye that always faces the direction of the sun like a sunflower.
In his ear, a small insect crawled out. The insect was like a hollowed-out piece of paper, slender and light, "floating" rather than "flying" in the sky. The insect's body had tens of thousands of green fleshy tendrils. , as thin as a thread, swimming in the air.
The world only knows that Jiang Zhenren possesses the powerful magic of seeing and hearing, and created the "knowing bird" and "hearing fish". But they don't know that King Qin Guang, who has no door to hell, also has "one-eyed flowers" and "ten thousand-eared insects".
One eye can see all the light in the sky, and ten thousand ears can listen to the sounds of the world.
With the blessing of the two magical arts of seeing and hearing, King Qin Guang's control over light and sound became more and more concrete.
And in the misty distance on the horizon where the rainbow bridge connects, a series of "mirages" vaguely appeared.
It was a gathering of light and shadow, where you could see flying cranes, ethereal fairy shadows, and the phantom moonlight. Look at the pavilions and pavilions, all stained with splendor... and then they collapsed again in an instant.
But I saw broken walls, broken robes and cracked crowns, all the light was dimmed, and crane feathers were flying with blood.
This continuous building, in the process of turning from prosperity to decline, also moved from nothingness to reality.
It gradually gives birth to a real breath, and then echoes the sky and sea.
It came from an unreachable distance, cleared away layers of fog, and returned to the world many years later.
It is a ruin, and it is also a real collapsed... Ten Thousand Immortals Palace!
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This chapter has been completed!