When Xu Qingxiao's voice sounded, everyone fell silent.
next moment.
There is no peace in the entire earthly world.
The first person to be shocked was the Wei Dynasty.
Inside the palace.
Ji Ling has lost a lot of weight. Although she is still the most beautiful in the world, the haggardness in her eyes cannot be concealed.
An emperor should not be like this in theory.
However, these days, she has suffered too much inner suffering.
Since she was young, her father left, the court was in turmoil, she was walking on thin ice, and she had no one she could trust.
Until Xu Qingxiao appeared.
In these days, she could not forget her first meeting with Xu Qingxiao, nor could she forget that Xu Qingxiao was in the court hall asking for the Holy Will.
This scene lingers in my mind.
Until now, Xu Qingxiao left silently, leaving only some strategies for herself.
These days, she was looking forward to Xu Qingxiao's return and her return with light.
But what I never expected was.
She heard the sound she least wanted to hear.
"For the sake of Xu Qingxiao, today I am willing to spread the power of the sub-sage and the talent of the literary palace between heaven and earth to open up the way to sainthood for the scholars in the world."
"May the two saints come to this world five hundred years from now."
A voice full of determination, ruthless and determined.
When the sound rang out, Ji Ling knew that Xu Qingxiao would not be able to turn the tide in the end.
He finally fell down.
In the face of the vast destiny, he did not continue to create miracles.
pain.
It hurts too much.
At this moment, Ji Ling's heart felt like a knife cutting her. She couldn't cry. She didn't know how many times she shed tears these days.
She covered her heart and bent over, feeling suffocated.
Xu Qingxiao carried half of the fate of the country, and when Xu Qingxiao died, she felt it.
She knew that Xu Qingxiao was dead.
truly gone.
The sound of sobbing sounded, and in the Yangxin Hall, the empress burst into tears. These days, she has always been worried that this day will come.
When this day really came, she couldn't accept it.
Within Kyoto.
Among the officials, Chen Zhengru looked at the sky. There were no stars. Xu Qingxiao's voice rang in his ears.
He is old and has seen countless strong winds and waves, but at this moment, he couldn't help but shed a few lines of tears.
In front of the table.
He picked up his pen and slowly wrote two words.
Eternal.
Similarly, Zhang Jing, the Minister of Punishment, Gu Yan, the Minister of Household Affairs, Wang Xinzhi, the Minister of Rites, and so on, many voices of mourning were heard on the streets of the princes and princes.
Before Xu Qingxiao died, he still made plans for the world and the common people, dissipating his talents and feeding them back into the world. This kind of courage should be remembered for eternity.
Soon, the news of Xu Qingxiao's death spread throughout Kyoto.
The common people never thought that Xu Qingxiao would suddenly die, and for a while, they couldn't accept it at all.
Soon, someone told Xu Qingxiao's achievements.
He practiced strange magic and was worried that he would become a demon, so he committed suicide just now.
I didn't go into great detail, but the general idea is this.
For a moment, the people were shocked.
At this moment, what Xu Qingxiao did was not weaker than any saint.
Sacrifice yourself in exchange for the peace of heaven and earth.
This is not a saint, what is this?
Cries have been heard in the capital of the Wei Dynasty. Since Xu Qingxiao entered the capital, everything he did was for the people, and his position was the people.
Don't be afraid of power, don't be afraid of demons, establish your mind for the heaven and earth, establish your destiny for the people, carry on the unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations.
Xu Qingxiao did what he should do.
The news spread quickly.
Within Central Continent.
The Tuxie Dynasty and the Chu Yuan Dynasty also learned the news.
However, the emperors of the two dynasties no longer had any intention of fighting.
But after hearing what Xu Qingxiao had done, the two emperors also fell silent.
It's admiration.
But it won't affect them in any way.
He is said to be an eternal talent, which can be regarded as the highest praise given to Xu Qingxiao, but there is not much else.
Xizhou.
After Huijue heard Xu Qingxiao's words, he couldn't help but clasping his hands together and chanting the Buddha's name.
"World Honored One, you can go to hell by yourself and return the ultimate happiness to the world. This is the upper state."
Huijue spoke, and besides admiration in his eyes, the rest was confusion, because he understood that he would never be able to surpass Xu Qingxiao in his life.
It wasn't that he was afraid of death, but that Xu Qingxiao was fearless.
Dongzhou, Nanzhou, and Beizhou were all shocked.
The name Xu Qingxiao is like a sacred mountain, suppressing the silence of Wuzhou.
The Wei Dynasty, a precarious dynasty, was propped up by one person amid the ups and downs.
This person is Xu Qingxiao.
It is difficult to describe Xu Qingxiao's achievements, because everything he does is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
But such an incomparable person died today.
People couldn't believe it.
But we have to accept this fact.
Xu Qingxiao's talent was lost, which destined Xu Qingxiao to fall.
Otherwise, what would you do if your talents were dispersed for no reason?
Wei Dynasty.
Within Ping'an County.
Wu Ming carried Xu Qingxiao on his back, and there was still a trace of warmth in his body.
He is old, and Xu Qingxiao is his disciple. It has been a sad thing since ancient times for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.
Wu Ming shed tears.
He is a member of the Great Wei Dynasty. Even if his body is broken into pieces, he will not shed tears.
But at this moment, he couldn't help crying.
But he still had to carry Xu Qingxiao to the Demon Realm and let the immortal corpse suppress his corpse to avoid giving birth to demons.
However, Wu Ming soon discovered that Xu Qingxiao had something in his hand.
Opening Xu Qingxiao's hand, there was a note.
Let yourself take the body to Kyoto, let the Empress take a last look, and then send it to the Demon Realm.
After all, I still don’t want to give up.
Wu Ming took a deep breath.
He did not speak, but took Xu Qingxiao's body and walked towards the capital of the Wei Dynasty.
Along the way, he was silent and his steps were not very fast, as if he wanted Xu Qingxiao to see more of the mountains and rivers.
However, he understood that Xu Qingxiao had completely lost her vitality.
Even if the gods came, they could not save him.
In the blink of an eye.
The sun rises into the sky.
No matter who passes away, the sun still rises.
Outside Kyoto.
Wu Ming appeared carrying Xu Qingxiao's body and walked into Kyoto step by step.
At first, some people were curious. After all, it was a bit strange to see an old man carrying a young man on his back.
But when people discovered that the person on the old man's back was Xu Qingxiao, countless cries rang out for a while.
All the people knelt down.
They burst into tears, looking at Xu Qingxiao, crying that God was unfair, and that Xu Qingxiao had a bad fate.
Many people in the capital knew about this incident. People came voluntarily and knelt down on both sides to send Xu Qingxiao off on her last journey.
In an instant.
Beams of light sank into Xu Qingxiao's body.
This is public opinion.
The vast public opinion.
The sky is boiling from Kyoto, like a ray of sunshine stretching across the sky.
People were shocked, thinking it was a miracle, and thought Xu Qingxiao would be resurrected.
But the miracle never happened.
No matter how the light disappeared into Xu Qingxiao's body.
He still has not been resurrected.
Finally, Wu Ming arrived outside the imperial city.
The empress was already waiting outside the palace.
Her face was covered with tears. As an emperor, she shouldn't be like this, but looking into the distance, she couldn't stop her pain.
All the officials showed up.
Chen Zhengru, Zhang Jing, Gu Yan
They watched all this.
in silence.
Someone shed tears.
Some people sighed.
The people knelt on both sides, crying Xu Qingxiao's name.
They clearly remembered what Xu Qingxiao had done for Wei over the years.
But what I didn't expect was that Xu Qingxiao ended up like this.
Some people cried and asked God.
Why do good people always end up like this?
This day.
Cries resounded throughout the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty.
All the people came, maybe because it was contagious, or maybe because the people were really sad.
They all appeared together.
I don't know how many people gathered around inside and outside.
People spontaneously knelt on the ground, let the children kowtow, and saw Xu Qingxiao one last time.
On the avenue.
Wu Ming was carrying Xu Qingxiao on his back, and he was bent over.
He is first-rate.
A product of the Wei Dynasty.
No one can make him bend down, but the person he carries can make him bend down.
A person appears.
They are Xu Qingxiao's friends, maybe not that familiar, but they admire Xu Qingxiao.
Bowed deeply to Xu Qingxiao.
Scholars also showed up.
They were not students of Shouren Academy, but they still admired Xu Qingxiao.
This day.
Kyoto is once again boiling because of Xu Qingxiao.
However, this time it seemed particularly sad.
to the end.
Wu Ming came to the empress.
He tilted his head slightly and spoke slowly.
"Shouren, we're home."
The voice sounded.
not very big.
But it made many people cry.
"His Majesty."
"Shouren hopes you won't blame him."
"Many things are no longer his choice."
"He is tired and needs a good rest."
Wu Ming spoke out. He didn't know what words to use to comfort the empress. He could only use this method to make the empress feel relieved.
But these words made Ji Ling even more heartbroken.
She could no longer cry.
Her tears were gone.
These days, day and night, there is not a day when she does not shed tears.
At this time.
Her heart was completely broken.
"I am the empress of the Wei Dynasty. Today I posthumously confer Xu Shouren as the most loyal martyr of the Wei Dynasty. I have three thousand statues erected in every county of the Wei Dynasty. I order that all my subjects of the Wei Dynasty must kowtow three times and bow nine times when they are crowned.
When I see Shouren's sculpture, I perform the rituals of a saint."
"This method is ancestral."
this moment.
Ji Ling's voice sounded.
She pursued Xu Qingxiao.
This is even listed as ancestral.
This means that future emperors cannot change it.
This is the highest honor.
but.
Everything is false.
soon.
Someone moved the dragon chariot, and Wu Ming slowly placed Xu Qingxiao inside the dragon chariot.
At this moment, Wang Xinzhi's voice sounded.
"His Majesty."
"Your Majesty sacrificed his life for the country. He is the most loyal martyr throughout the ages. As a minor saint, I believe that the Prince's body should be placed in Tongyou Palace so that the people and scholars from all over the world can come and worship."
Wang Xinzhi knelt in front of Ji Ling. He shed tears. Even though he was feeling extremely uncomfortable, he still wanted to say these words.
Xu Qingxiao is dead.
The funeral arrangements need to be arranged, firstly, to let Xu Qingxiao leave in glory, and secondly, to let the world see it.
Our country is so big that we cannot be disrespectful.
"allow."
Ji Ling spoke up and she agreed, but after saying this, she was a little shaken and too weak. The maids on both sides immediately helped the empress.
Enter the dragon chariot.
Everyone carried the coffin for Xu Qingxiao. Six ministers and even several elderly princes also came over.
They carried Xu Qingxiao's body to Tongyou Hall.
Then, the Ministry of Rites drafted the edict, and the Ministry of Personnel, Chen Zhengru, approved the writing.
Announced Xu Qingxiao’s affairs to the world.
Xu Qingxiao sacrificed his life for the country to avoid more disasters, and spread his talents between heaven and earth, hoping that five hundred years later, two saints would be born between heaven and earth.
Such a feat really shocked the world.
This day.
The people of the Wei Dynasty were crying uncontrollably. Every household placed incense burners to worship Xu Qingxiao.
Especially in Nanyu Prefecture, everyone from top to bottom spontaneously raised funds to send people to the Kyoto of the Wei Dynasty to worship.
It's still night.
Inside the Tongyou Hall.
Xu Qingxiao's body was placed on the dragon chariot.
In the main hall, there was only the figure of the empress.
She looked at Xu Qingxiao.
The look in his eyes is both memory and regret.
She and Xu Qingxiao have only known each other for two or three years, but to her, Xu Qingxiao's meaning is different from that of others.
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were all for the sake of the world and the country.
Xu Qingxiao is his courtier, but more often than not, he is also his friend.
Is her only friend.
It is precisely because of this that she developed a feeling for Xu Qingxiao, which was blocked by the imperial power.
She is the empress, the emperor of Wei.
Even if you have a crush on someone, you can't say it.
It is precisely for this reason that she never spoke her true feelings.
In the end, the country was stable, but he had no time to express his feelings to Xu Qingxiao.
Inside the main hall.
Ji Ling stopped crying.
She just watched quietly.
In this way, three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Throughout the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty, countless people came, people from all over the world, and even people from other countries, came to pay their respects to Xu Qingxiao.
There are also a large number of scholars who hold festivals outside Kyoto because Kyoto is really overcrowded.
A huge amount of public opinion poured into the Wei Palace and entered Xu Qingxiao's body.
But this approach doesn't make much sense.
Xu Qingxiao is already dead. No matter how much public opinion is given, it will have no effect.
Three days in a row.
Ji Lingdu stayed by Xu Qingxiao's side.
For Ji Ling, she is willing to wait here for a month.
But she is the empress of Wei after all.
Not yet.
Chen Zhengru was outside, and his voice was somewhat calm.
"His Majesty."
"The deceased has passed away. The Wei Dynasty has lost its King of Peace. This is a pain for the country, but the Wei Dynasty still needs you to preside over it."
"For three days in a row, government affairs must not be delayed. If the prince were alive, he would not want to see his majesty so sad."
This is the wording that Chen Zhengru has been thinking about for a long time.
He didn't know what to say. It was normal for the empress to be sad.
If it were anyone else, he could stay here quietly, but Ji Ling could not.
She is the Empress of Wei.
Sitting in this position, she had to endure pain that ordinary people could not bear.
Chen Zhengru's voice sounded.
Inside the main hall.
Ji Ling was silent.
She wanted to ask a few questions, but also wanted to express some of her sadness.
But finally.
Ji Ling got up.
She walked out of the hall with an expressionless face.
The sun bathed her body, not gently, but with inexplicable discomfort.
She was silent.
Looking outside the palace.
Walk slowly towards the main hall.
"Your Majesty, some of the prince's old friends want to come and see the prince."
Chen Zhengru opened his mouth and told the matter.
"allow."
Ji Ling replied calmly.
Then, he slowly left.
After the empress left, Chen Zhengru sighed, then came to Tongyou Hall, bowed to Xu Qingxiao, and then left.
That's it.
That night.
There was a burst of crying.
It was Chen Xinghe's cry.
From the moment he stepped into the palace, Chen Xinghe had been crying bitterly.
"Junior brother."
"Senior brother just went out for a trip. I never thought that there would be a separation between yin and yang."
"My good junior brother."
Chen Xinghe cried very sadly, and several friends around him were also crying, but they were obviously much better than Chen Xinghe.
He is really sad.
After all, when I went out for a trip, my junior brother suddenly died.
He simply couldn't accept it.
Inside the Tongyou Hall.
Chen Xinghe came to Xu Qingxiao's body and sat down next to him, crying heartbrokenly.
Now he is already a second-grade warrior, and if he takes one more step forward, he will be a first-grade warrior.
I originally thought that I would become a first-class man, help my junior brother, and stabilize the Wei Dynasty. In the future, the two brothers would be more powerful than gold.
But I never imagined that something like this would happen.
His cry was full of sadness.
Many people also came with Chen Xinghe and were crying.
More than an hour.
Chen Xinghe cried and fainted. He was really sad.
In the end, someone sent Chen Xinghe away.
at this time.
It's late at night.
There are no stars in the sky.
Outside Tongyou Hall, the eunuchs and maids were burning paper money, not daring to show any signs of neglect.
And at this moment.
A figure.
Also slowly appeared in Tongyou Hall.
It's Zhou Ling's figure.
He was carrying a jug of wine.
Arriving at Tongyou Hall, it seemed extremely peaceful.
He is Xu Qingxiao's master.
The empress has given an order that all Xu Qingxiao’s friends can come to Tongyou Hall to worship.
Inside the Tongyou Hall.
Zhou Ling brought wine.
He appeared slowly.
Looking at Xu Qingxiao’s body.
Zhou Lingjing sat in front of him.
Zhou Ling took out two cups from his arms and filled them with wine.
A cup spilled on the floor.
Drink a cup by yourself.
So, after three rounds of drinking.
A figure slowly appeared behind him.
It is the figure of Wu Ming.
Both of them were Xu Qingxiao's masters. When they met, they were not overly enthusiastic. Instead, they both seemed a little silent.
only.
After a while, Wu Ming's voice sounded.
"Before Shouren died, I had several doubts."
Wu Ming spoke.
Zhou Ling remained silent, sitting quietly and listening patiently.
“Where did Wang Chaoyang’s Wen Gong come from?”
"Where did the three thousand great scholars come from?"
"It is impossible for a Xunzi to have such great ability."
"There is someone hiding behind this."
Wu Ming spoke in a calm voice.
Explain this matter.
Yes, this was Xu Qingxiao's last doubt.
All the turmoil was stopped, but it all seemed too simple and too deliberate.
There is a person.
Hidden behind, arranged all this.
As Wu Ming's voice fell.
Zhou Ling spoke.
"Who is this guy?"
Zhou Ling asked.
"have no idea."
"It's just that Shouren said that he will definitely appear."
After hearing this, Zhou Ling couldn't help but stand up, looked at the other party and said slowly.
"Oh, so he showed up?"
Zhou Ling spoke and looked at Wu Ming.
The latter looked very calm and looked at Zhou Lingdao.
"It should appear."
At this moment, Wu Ming's eyes instantly became extremely firm.
He looked at Zhou Ling.
The implication is already obvious.
"Did he guess it was me?"
Zhou Ling spoke without any fear or surprise.
Just simply speak out.
"Shouren always believed that there was someone hiding in the dark,"
"He has suspected you, but there is no proof."
"Your arrival explains everything."
Wu Ming gave the answer.
"He is my disciple. Why did my appearance become evidence?"
Wu Ming asked rhetorically.
"Do you know why Shouren chose to commit suicide in Ping'an County?"
"He used his own life to test you."
"If it really wasn't you, you would have appeared the moment he died."
"But you didn't."
"You were worried that he would fake his death, so you were waiting for an appropriate opportunity."
"Today, you came to Tongyou Hall to confirm whether Shouren is really dead."
"am I right?"
Wu Ming opened his mouth and told the truth.
Now that the conversation has come to this point, Zhou Ling no longer has any pretense.
"correct."
"It's really me."
When Zhou Ling spoke, he looked extremely calm, without the slightest hint of surprise at being exposed.
"Why?"
Wu Ming spoke up and asked Zhou Ling.
The latter was in no hurry.
Instead, he spoke slowly.
"Restore the Holy Power."
This is Zhou Ling's answer.
The latter was puzzled, frowned, and looked at Zhou Ling.
"The Great Sage used his own power to save the world, but in the end, he didn't even have a statue."
"Since the emergence of the second generation of saints, the third generation, the fourth generation, and the fifth generation of saints, how many scholars in the world respect the great saints?"
"The foundation of Confucianism and Taoism comes from my ancestors. There will be saints in later generations, but they will erase the glory of my ancestors."
"Let me ask you, as a descendant of the Great Sage, can you bear it?"
Zhou Ling opened his mouth and expressed his thoughts.
As soon as he said this, Wu Ming couldn't help but frown.
"If this is the case, with your status, you can definitely settle in the Wen Palace and promote the learning of saints. There is no need to go to this step."
Wu Ming replied that he thought Zhou Ling's ideas were extreme.
But when he said this, Zhou Ling sneered.
"I took part in the imperial examination at the age of sixteen. Because I wrote about the great achievements of the Great Sage in my article without mentioning the words of Zhu Sage, I was accused of disrespecting the Holy Spirit and even failed in the child examination."
"Do you think I can still carry forward the teachings of saints?"
"The Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty has completely rotted, and the scholars in this world are also disgusting. It is better to start all over again."
Zhou Ling spoke.
He expressed his thoughts.
Also tell me why you are so calculating.
Everything is due to suppression.
Indeed, the problems in the literary world of the Wei Dynasty can be seen from Xu Qingxiao.
Zhu Sheng was deified.
Those who do not respect Zhu Sheng are all aliens.
How much loss did Xu Qingxiao suffer?
What’s more, Zhou Ling?
"You are a descendant of the Great Sage, why don't you explain it directly?"
Wu Ming continued to ask.
Just these words made Zhou Ling laugh.
"illustrate?"
"How to explain? Who will believe it?"
"So what if you believe it? Can you cover the sky with just one hand?"
"The Great Sage has become history. I understand it clearly and see through it."
"No one cares about people from the past."
"So, I have been planning for so long that I even gave the Heaven and Earth Wen Palace to Xu Qingxiao to eradicate the Great Wei Wen Palace."
"Whether it's Xunzi, Lu Sheng, or even Wang Chaoyang, they are just pawns in the end."
Zhou Ling stood with his hands behind his back, looking extremely confident at this moment.
There is no other reason.
Xunzi was his chess piece, Lu Sheng was also his chess piece, and Wang Chaoyang was still his chess piece.
Everything happened because he brought out the right thing at the right time, causing them to fight for it.
He is not behind the scenes.
He is an invisible hand, and everyone, including Xu Qingxiao, is his pawn.
"Is this the situation you want now?"
Wu Ming asked.
"No."
"not enough."
Wu Ming shook his head.
This was not a situation he wanted to see.
"I asked Shouren to replace Wen Gong of the Great Wei Dynasty and suppressed the saints of the Five Dynasties."
"Now that he is the new saint, what I have to do now is to crush the myth created by Shouren."
"The demons are in turmoil, and the people of the world will be terrified. I want to let the people of the world know that Shouren is not a god, and the fifth generation saint is not a god either."
"In the name of the Great Sage, I save the common people. This is what I want to see."
Zhou Ling was a little unscrupulous.
He speaks his mind.
This is also his true purpose.
The Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty respected Zhu Sheng, but those who were not of Zhu Sheng's lineage were all aliens.
He supported Xu Qingxiao because he wanted Xu Qingxiao to destroy Wei Wen Palace.
But he also knew that if Xu Qingxiao overthrew the Great Wei Palace, Xu Qingxiao would become the next Zhu Sage.
But this is not the result he wants.
Therefore, he asked Xunzi to plant the three demon seals in his body. If this happened, Xu Qingxiao would not be able to escape death after all.
But the problem is that if Xu Qingxiao spreads his talents between heaven and earth, within five hundred years, a new saint may really be born.
If a new saint is born, Xu Qingxiao's prestige will be sublimated again.
Therefore, he wanted to crush Xu Qingxiao's deification at this time.
Create turmoil and make the people of the world despair, and then transform into a savior to save the people and become a new saint.
Of course, this saint is not a real saint, but a symbolic saint.
He knows that he cannot become a saint, and his purpose is single.
Let the glory of the Great Sage descend into this world once again.
"Do you think you can do it?"
this moment.
Wu Ming spoke, and the martial arts energy condensed in his hands.
However, Zhou Ling shook his head.
"You can't stop me."
After saying this, in an instant, the Palace of Heaven and Earth flew out of his palm, and then seven rays of light rushed out.
Boom.
With a loud noise, the peaceful Wei Jingdu suddenly exploded.
A demon god appeared in the sky above Kyoto of the Great Wei Dynasty.
Each demon god is ten thousand feet tall, and with just a lift of his hands and feet, he can level the capital of the Wei Dynasty to the ground.
Roar.
Roar.
Roar.
A terrifying sound sounded, and as the demon roared, the sun and moon trembled, and the stars swayed.
An aura that destroyed the heaven and earth swept across the entire world from the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty.
The wind was strong.
The sun and moon have no light.
Terror comes.
Inside the Imperial Palace of the Wei Dynasty.
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were discussing some affairs of state.
These days, the empress has not been in charge of the government affairs, so she has been dealing with it until this moment.
However, when such horror appeared, the expressions of all the officials in the court changed.
"what happened?"
"what's going on?"
Someone exclaimed and looked outside the hall.
Soon, the figures of the seven demon gods made them look frightened.
This is indeed terrible.
The body of ten thousand feet stands between heaven and earth, like an immortal. Just one look can make the world fearful.
Figures came from all directions, one after another, from all over the world.
No one thought that something like this would happen suddenly.
The appearance of the seven demon gods really shocked the world.
Not to mention the seven demon gods, even one demon god cannot be solved by the best in the world.
The devil is a super existence.
Their strength far exceeds that of the First Grade.
Inside the Tongyou Hall.
Wu Ming's face was a little gloomy, and the extreme martial power in his hand had been released.
However, the Palace of Heaven and Earth appeared above Zhou Ling's head, dropping down wisps of holy energy that could block Wu Ming's offensive.
"Release the true spirit of the devil, are you sure it will end?"
When Wu Ming spoke, he roared and questioned Zhou Ling.
As a first-class person, and having suppressed immortal corpses, he knew that these were the true spirits of the seven demon gods.
If the true spirit of the demon god truly revives, the seven demon gods will break all the seals and cause harm to the world.
By then, it will be useless for anyone to come.
Even the immortal corpse may not be able to suppress it.
"Whether you are sure or not, it doesn't matter anymore."
"If you fail, all the people in the world will be buried with you."
"If I succeed, I will restore the glory of my ancestors."
Zhou Ling spoke, his eyes filled with calmness.
He doesn't care about success or failure.
For him, no matter what the result is, he can achieve his purpose.
If he succeeds, he will become the savior.
If you fail, everything in the world will be buried with you.
These are the results he can see.
Roar.
The roar sounded again.
The terrifying demonic energy surged towards the Wei Dynasty.
The demon god's body is still changing, covering all the sun, moon and stars.
An unprecedented disaster is about to occur.
A strong wind swept across the entire Wei Dynasty, and everyone in heaven and earth felt this terrible power.
People are frightened.
Also full of fear.
boom.
Finally, Wu Ming took action and headed towards Zhou Ling.
With the force of extreme martial arts, Zhou Ling retreated and left, and the Heaven and Earth Wen Palace protected him.
Then, he disappeared into the darkness.
Escaped too fast.
"Everyone, follow me to suppress the demon."
At this moment, Taoist Wuchen's voice sounded.
He appeared over Kyoto for the first time.
The sword energy spread across thousands of feet, slashing towards the demon god.
For a moment, none of the first-class people had any chance to hold back, and they tried their best to kill the Demon God.
A thousand-foot sword energy.
Beams of Buddha light.
Even the scholars recited the article, which transformed into a terrifying aura of righteousness.
this moment.
Everyone began to stop the demon from resurrecting.
only.
All the light was eventually swallowed up by the seven demon gods.
Not only does it have no effect, it actually increases the power of the devil.
The roar grew louder and louder.
In the end, a roar spread throughout the world.
The Four Demonic Realms.
They are also ready to move, especially in the Demonic Sea, corresponding figures appear.
This is the body of the devil.
If the true spirit and the devil's body merge into one, the true devil will be resurrected.
At that time, everything will be buried.
Kyoto of the Great Wei Dynasty.
The seven true spirits of the demon gods are devouring massive amounts of demonic energy.
All the products are gathered together.
The first level of the Immortal Sect, the first level of the Buddhist Sect, and even the first level of the Demonic Way and the Demonic Way also appeared.
By this time, there is no longer any good or evil.
"How is this going?"
"How come the true spirits of the seven demon gods appeared in the capital of the Wei Dynasty?"
A collection of products.
After seeing Wu Ming.
Taoist Wuchen asked directly.
"The real person behind the scenes is Shouren's other master."
Wu Ming opened his mouth, and then told Zhou Ling's purpose in a short story.
As soon as he said this, everyone looked ugly.
They never thought that such a thing could happen.
"It's useless to say anything now. Suppress the demon and stop greater turmoil. Otherwise, everything will be useless."
Taoist Wuchen took a deep breath and then made a plan.
"He is playing with fire. If he resurrects the demon, he may not be able to survive."
There was also a shout, thinking Zhou Ling was crazy.
But in other words, you can't do this kind of thing without being crazy.
Roar.
The devil is still roaring.
And the situation is getting more and more terrifying.
Zhongyipin did not dare to waste time and suppressed frantically to avoid making any mistakes.
However, it still has no effect at all.
crucial moment.
A voice sounded.
"I am the empress of the Wei Dynasty. Today, I use the luck of the Wei Dynasty to bless the Dragon Cauldron of Zhongzhou to suppress all evil spirits."
This is the voice of the empress.
At the critical moment, the empress takes action.
In an instant.
A dragon cauldron appears. This is the Central Continent Dragon Cauldron.
The next moment, a five-clawed golden dragon was born from the dragon cauldron and headed towards the true spirits of the seven demon gods.
boom.
The aura of destruction fills the air.
Zhongzhou Dragon Cauldron is still strong.
The five-clawed golden dragon clawed directly through the void and drove back the true spirit of the demon god.
effective.
People are happy.
Also very excited.
After all, so many first-grade ones cannot affect the true spirit of the Demon God.
The Dragon Cauldron of Zhongzhou can deal damage, which is a good thing.
But it didn’t wait for everyone to feel relieved.
The seven demon gods took action directly, grabbing the golden dragon with terrifying power.
Roar.
Roar.
Roar.
With the explosion of terrifying roars, the five-clawed golden dragon was torn to pieces on the spot, pieces of dragon scales were scattered, and drops of dragon blood disappeared between heaven and earth.
The Imperial Palace of the Wei Dynasty.
The empress spit out blood, and she suffered a backlash.
The Seven Demon Gods are too terrifying.
Even the Dragon Cauldron of Zhongzhou cannot stop him.
"Stop struggling."
"They have been gestating in the Palace of Heaven and Earth for countless years. Their true spirits have been perfected and released. No one can suppress them."
"Unless someone becomes a saint, everything is doomed."
"You have less than twelve hours. After twelve hours, the true spirit and the demon body will merge into one. Even a saint will not be able to stop it."
This is Zhou Ling's voice.
It spread to many people, as well as the civil and military ears of the Manchu Dynasty.
Everyone was angry.
Also full of unwillingness.
Some people didn't believe it and continued to gather their sword energy and strike at the demon's true spirit.
But in the end, there was no effect at all.
It has no effect at all.
The feeling of powerlessness came over me instantly.
It's despair.
Deep despair.
Even the Dragon Cauldron of Zhongzhou can't affect the demon god, so naturally they can't do anything about it.
The last twelve hours.
It's despairing.
only.
At the most critical moment.
Wu Ming's voice sounded.
"It's not a dead end."
"There is another way."
Wu Ming spoke, making everyone a little curious.
"Since both front and back are dead ends, we will sacrifice our cultivation to attract the blessing of the will of heaven and earth, and resurrect Xu Qingxiao."
Wu Ming spoke.
He revealed the only way to break the situation.
"Sacrifice your cultivation to attract the will of heaven and earth?"
"Will this work?"
"Is there any other way?"
Everyone was surprised. They didn't expect that there was such a way. However, some people didn't want to sacrifice their cultivation and asked if there was any other way.
"At this point, there is no other way."
"If Xu Qingxiao is resurrected, he may have a chance to win."
"Before he passed away, he spread his talents between heaven and earth. This is an immeasurable merit. If he is resurrected, the will of heaven and earth will definitely help him."
Wu Ming spoke up.
This is his guess.
But it's not clear whether it is useful.
For a moment, everyone was silent. You looked at me and I looked at you, a little hesitant.
"What's there to hesitate about?"
"If this method doesn't work, we will die too."
"The devil is resurrected, and none of you can survive."
"Shouren is our only hope."
Having said this, Wu Ming directly gathered the power of extreme martial arts, and in an instant, the cultivation in his body turned into a beam of light and rushed between heaven and earth.
This is to elicit a response from heaven and earth.
Following Wu Ming's behavior.
Taoist Wuchen sighed, and then turned into a beam of light. He understood what Wu Ming meant.
As of now, there is nothing we can do.
Resurrection Xu Qingxiao.
It is indeed the only way.
And as Taoist Wuchen did this, everyone completely understood that this was the last chance.
They no longer hesitate.
At this moment, every first-grade person turned into light, hoping to use this to cause the world to react and resurrect Xu Qingxiao.
More than twenty rays of light pierced the darkness, looking extremely bright.
only.
Still nothing works.
in the dark.
Zhou Ling frowned, looking at all this with some worries in his heart.
However, when he saw that there was no response from everyone's sacrifices, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
However.
suddenly.
A voice sounded again.
It was still Ji Ling's voice.
"I am the empress of the Wei Dynasty. Today, I exchange the fortune of the Wei Dynasty for the blessings of God."
It was Ji Ling's voice.
At the crucial moment.
She gave up everything, took out the fate of the Wei Dynasty, communicated with heaven and earth, and resurrected Xu Qingxiao.
When this voice sounded.
Darkly.
Zhou Ling frowned a little.
He looked over and saw that in the sky above the capital of the Wei Dynasty, Taizu's long sword appeared, bursting out with a blazing light, stirring up the wind and clouds.
Blow away all the dark clouds.
"Even if Xu Qingxiao is resurrected, it will have no effect."
"Throughout the ages, people who have died cannot be reincarnated. If they are reincarnated, it is only for a period of time to return to the light."
"This kind of struggle is meaningless."
"Even if he is resurrected, he cannot become a saint."
Zhou Ling's voice sounded and reached everyone's ears.
Whether Xu Qingxiao can be resurrected is unknown.
Throughout history, there has never been such a thing.
Those who die will eventually die.
Moreover, even if Xu Qingxiao was resurrected, in his opinion, it would have no effect.
Xu Qingxiao is not a saint.
boom.
However, as the light of national destiny rose into the sky, in an instant, a beam of extremely blazing light sank into the Tongyou Hall.
At this moment, countless people looked towards Tongyou Hall.
The empress's eyes were full of expectation.
Zhong Yipin is also full of expectations.
Although what Zhou Ling said was true, people still had a glimmer of hope and their hearts were full of expectations.
Xu Qingxiao has a kind of magical power. He seems to be able to bring hope to people no matter where he is.
only.
Although the light fell, it disappeared into the Tongyou Hall.
Perhaps Qingxiao was not resurrected.
His body was still lying on the dragon chariot.
Lifeless.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Ling secretly let out a long breath.
He is not afraid of Xu Qingxiao.
However, he didn't want Xu Qingxiao to be resurrected.
He didn't want to face Xu Qingxiao.
After all, this is his disciple after all.
Roar.
The devil roared again.
The sky cracked, and wisps of darkness descended on the entire capital of the Wei Dynasty.
At this moment, everyone was silent.
They have sacrificed themselves to revive Xu Qingxiao.
As a result, even with the luck of the Wei Dynasty, Xu Qingxiao could not be resurrected.
This makes them feel desperate.
"Is there any other way?"
Youpin opened his mouth and asked with a calm expression.
"besides."
Taoist Wuchen's voice sounded.
He still has a way.
"any solution?"
"Taoist Wuchen, what else can I do?"
They were anxious and asked Taoist Wuchen.
"The will of all people."
"Everyone, use your last breath to spread the news, let the world worship you religiously, and generate public belief."
"Resurrect Xu Qingxiao."
This is Taoist Wuchen's last resort.
It was also the only way he could come up with.
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
But soon, someone left directly to spread the news.
There is no time to hesitate.
If you wait any longer, the devil will be resurrected.
In an instant, bunches of light dissipated.
In an instant, the crowd spread thousands of miles and began to spread the news.
Relying on their power, Xu Qingxiao cannot be resurrected, but with the help of the power of the people in the world, no one can stop him.
In an instant, a series of voices sounded.
"The devil has resurrected and a disaster is imminent. We can only pray sincerely to move God to resurrect Yasheng Shouren and restore the world to me."
The sound was deafening.
Spread throughout the world.
Dongzhou, Nanzhou, Beizhou, Xizhou, Zhongzhou.
There are sounds like this everywhere.
Soon, more and more voices came out, they were scholars, common people, and those in power.
At this moment, all the hope of the world fell on Xu Qingxiao.
It is conveyed with the sound.
In an instant, countless public opinions poured into the Tongyou Hall of the Great Wei Dynasty.
Even in Tuxie and the early Yuan Dynasty, they called on the people and supported public opinion.
The catastrophe is coming, and no one can escape it.
The only hope.
Indeed, Xu Qingxiao was the only one left.
The overwhelming public opinion turned into beams of light and flew towards Tongyou Hall.
Public opinion is like an ocean.
Like a torrent, it reflects the Tongyou Hall like a temple.
Just at this moment.
A voice sounded.
Boom.
The world is quiet.
This is the sound of heartbeat.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
As the sound became more intense, in an instant, a beam of extremely blazing light shot into the sky.
this moment.
Tongyou Hall was shaken.
this moment.
The capital of the Wei Dynasty was shocked.
this moment.
The world was shaken.
Countless people looked towards Tongyou Hall.
The blazing light completely enveloped Tongyou Hall.
Light soared into the sky.
Unable to look at it.
Just under the spotlight.
A figure.
appear in the light.
"It's Shouren!"
"Shouren is really resurrected."
"Welcome to the Young Saint."
Voices sounded one after another.
People exclaimed, and some even cried with joy.
Unexpectedly, Xu Qingxiao would actually come back to life at the critical moment.
This is incredible.
But many people shed tears.
Wu Ming was the first to cry. He was not excited, but uncomfortable.
Xu Qingxiao said before she died that she was too tired, but she didn't expect that he would show up at the last moment.
Save the world.
In the Imperial Palace of the Wei Dynasty.
The empress shed tears silently. Her eyes were watching this figure with extremely complex expressions.
Inside the Tongyou Hall.
This is an unparalleled figure.
He stood outside the temple.
This figure is not tall.
But it shines brightly.
Everyone turned their gazes over, and everything in the world became quiet and looked at Xu Qingxiao.
It's light.
Xu Qingxiao watched all this.
As the waves of public opinion entered his body, Xu Qingxiao understood what had happened.
He stared at the mountains and rivers.
Xu Qingxiao was not surprised at all.
for his own resurrection.
He's made it this far.
All the major enemies have been destroyed, and everything seems very simple.
This made Xu Qingxiao full of doubts.
Xu Qingxiao knew that there was someone hiding behind the scenes.
This person hides too deeply.
He had guessed many people, including Chen Zhengru and his own master.
But Xu Qingxiao didn't know who it was specifically.
He doesn't want to wrongly accuse anyone, nor does he want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, especially if these people have a good relationship with him.
So Xu Qingxiao chose to dissipate her talents.
He is also gambling.
Bet on two things.
First, two saints appeared five hundred years later.
Secondly, the mastermind behind the scenes couldn't stand it anymore. After learning that he was dead, he took action directly, hoping that the public opinion of heaven and earth would bless him and resurrect him.
Yes.
Regarding her resurrection, Xu Qingxiao had already expected it.
The only thing I didn't expect was.
The man behind the scenes is really his master.
"Master, can I meet you?"
Inside the palace.
When Xu Qingxiao spoke, he looked into the void, looking calm.
When Xu Qingxiao's voice fell.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Xu Qingxiao.
It's Zhou Ling's figure.
"Did you expect this?"
Looking at Xu Qingxiao in front of him, Zhou Ling's eyes were a little complicated.
He was neither surprised nor calm, but complicated.
Xu Qingxiao is his student, and the relationship between the two is not particularly deep, but to Xu Qingxiao, Zhou Ling is his master, the first master.
Just like a father.
When they met again, their eyes looked complicated.
"Guessed some."
"But not sure who it is."
Xu Qingxiao answered slowly.
"You are still kind."
"If I were you, I would defeat all enemies."
Zhou Ling shook his head and gave this answer.
Hear this answer.
Xu Qingxiao shook her head.
"I have risen."
"Everything has variables."
"Master, put down the butcher knife, there is still a chance now."
Xu Qingxiao spoke.
He said calmly.
Just saying this, Zhou Ling couldn't help but chuckle.
"Put down the butcher knife?"
"What to put it in?"
"Besides, what confidence do you have to say this?"
"The true spirit of the Demon God has revived. In a few hours, the real Demon God will be completely resurrected."
"How do you stop it?"
"Kill me?"
"It's too late."
"Besides, you can't kill me. You are not a saint, just a sub-sage."
Zhou Ling sighed, looked at Xu Qingxiao and said.
As Zhou Ling spoke.
In the sky, seven roars also sounded at this moment.
Looking up, in other people's eyes, they are the phantoms of seven demon gods.
But in Xu Qingxiao's eyes, this was Chaoge and the others.
Yes.
Inside every demon god's true spirit, there is a shadow, which is Chao Ge and others.
Feel Xu Qingxiao's gaze.
Zhou Ling's voice sounded.
"They are the true spirits of the demon god, not the so-called disciples of the saint. The great saint sealed them in the Wen Palace."
"Erased their memories."
"Now, I can help them by allowing them to be truly released."
Zhou Ling opened his mouth and answered this matter.
However, this news did not surprise Xu Qingxiao.
Xu Qingxiao was very calm.
"Stop it."
"Master."
Xu Qingxiao didn't care about Chao Ge's identity, but looked at Zhou Ling and spoke again.
"Close hand?"
"What do you want me to do to stop my master?"
"Shouren, you are just resurrected, it does not mean you have become a saint."
"Besides, I can see clearly that you are not resurrected in the true sense, but you are just holding on for a little longer."
"In less than a day, you will be completely dead."
"What confidence do you have?"
Zhou Ling's eyes were full of curiosity.
He really didn't understand where Xu Qingxiao got her confidence and confidence.
Faced with Zhou Ling's inquiry.
Xu Qingxiao also fully understood that Zhou Ling would not give up.
A moment.
Xu Qingxiao didn't hesitate at all.
He took a step forward.
Came to Zhou Ling.
"Master, you are right, the student is a sub-sage."
"And it's not a true resurrection."
"But it is precisely because of this resurrection that the students were able to suppress this turmoil."
Xu Qingxiao spoke slowly.
Before Zhou Ling could react.
In an instant.
A magnificent voice sounded.
"I am Xu Qingxiao."
"Today, I borrow five hundred years from God."
"Sanctification."
"Cut down the chaos."
The voice sounded.
In an instant, it spread throughout the entire world.
this moment.
Zhou Ling's expression changed.
"Do you want to learn from Zhu Sheng?"
He instantly understood what Xu Qingxiao wanted to do.
At this moment, Zhou Ling wanted to stop Xu Qingxiao.
However, the terrifying light has completely bloomed from Tongyou Palace.
Billions of rays of light exploded completely, flooding the entire Wei capital, and soon the entire Wei dynasty, and even the whole world.
The stars tremble.
The sun and moon sway.
All kinds of strange phenomena appeared one after another in the Wei Dynasty. The mountains, rivers, fields, and ancient city ruins all appeared, and they were extremely bright.
The Central Continent Dragon Cauldron condensed once again.
This time, it was much scarier than before.
An extremely terrifying aura gradually filled Xu Qingxiao's body.
This breath will destroy heaven and earth.
Shocking the world.
The crowd looked at Xu Qingxiao and made sounds of great surprise.
"Sanctified."
"Xu Shouren has become a saint."
"We'll wait to see the saint."
Everyone was excited. They did not expect that Xu Qingxiao could actually become a saint.
If Xu Qingxiao becomes a saint.
Then there is hope for everything.
Inside the Tongyou Hall.
As beams of light penetrated Xu Qingxiao's body, the saint's aura spread out from Xu Qingxiao's body.
Shock the world.
He is sanctified.
Sanctification in the moment of truth.
But the price paid was to borrow five hundred years from heaven.
To become a saint in this way is burdened with great karma and will not lead to longevity.
However, for Xu Qingxiao, it doesn't matter whether he lives a long life or not.
Becoming a saint and resolving this turmoil is Xu Qingxiao's goal.
The breath swept the whole world.
Every ray of holy energy spread out from around Xu Qingxiao, shaking the past and the present.
Under such terrifying holy power.
Zhou Ling's expression became ugly.
He did not expect that Xu Qingxiao would use this method to become a saint.
However, Zhou Ling didn't look too panicked when he looked at Xu Qingxiao.
Instead, he continued to speak.
"Even if I become a saint, so what?"
"This is the Demon God's true spirit. It is as powerful as the Great Sage. We have to rely on Wen Gong's power to suppress the Demon God's true spirit."
"You have just become a saint, you can't hold it back."
"It's all in vain."
When Zhou Ling spoke, he seemed very confident.
He knows the devil better than anyone else.
only.
When Zhou Ling finished speaking, Xu Qingxiao shook her head.
"you are wrong."
Xu Qingxiao spoke.
At this moment, he was like a god, looking at Zhou Ling from a high position.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Ling frowned.
"It's not that the Great Sage can't kill the true spirit of the Demon God, but he wants to truly resolve the hatred in the Demon God's heart."
"The devil, born from the heaven and earth, is the resentment of all living beings."
"In the original battle to suppress the Demon God, the disciples of the Great Sage and the Demon God died together. However, in order to completely resolve the turmoil in later generations, the Great Sage sealed the Demon God's true spirit in the Heaven and Earth Palace."
"Fusing the memories of the seven disciples with the devil."
"In other words, although they are demon gods, they have completely understood the saint's intentions."
"They will be reborn in nirvana."
Xu Qingxiao spoke with a serious expression.
This was not something he had thought of before, but something he had realized after becoming a saint.
"Stop talking nonsense."
"Nirvana rebirth?"
"ridiculous."
Zhou Ling sneered.
Obviously, he didn't believe what Xu Qingxiao said.
only.
next moment.
Xu Qingxiao slowly raised her hand.
At that moment, wisps of holy will rose into the sky and condensed on the sky.
The seven true demon gods suddenly became quiet at this moment.
Soon, the holy energy completely surrounded them.
Within their bodies, beams of light bloomed.
Finally, under the spotlight, the shadows of Chaoge and others appeared.
Turned into light.
They woke up and did not sink. They were infected by Xu Qingxiao's holy will.
"This is impossible."
Zhou Ling shouted loudly, his previous confidence and calmness were completely gone at this moment.
He has always known that the seven people in the Heaven and Earth Wen Palace are actually the true spirits of the Demon God and are not so-called disciples.
He believed that the Great Sage did this in order to seal the Demon God.
But he didn't expect that the great sage's intention was to influence the devil.
"Master."
"Put down the butcher knife."
Xu Qingxiao spoke again. He looked at Zhou Ling and spoke slowly.
"I can't let go."
"This obsession has turned into a demonic barrier in my heart. How can I let it go with just one word?"
"I am a descendant of the Great Sage and should enjoy the respect of the world."
"If it weren't for Zhu Sheng's lineage, I wouldn't be like this."
"Over the years, I have worked hard and even given the ancient scriptures of saints to Wang Chaoyang to make him a sub-sage."
"Now you want me to put it down?"
"I have been working hard my entire life, but it's you, can you let go?"
This is Zhou Ling's answer.
At that moment, his body was filled with karmic fire, and the Heaven and Earth Palace was also burning in the karmic fire, turning into terrifying demonic flames and flying towards the phantoms of the seven demon gods.
This is the obsession in his heart.
As a descendant of the Great Sage, he should have enjoyed the ultimate glory in this world.
But I never thought that being suppressed by Zhu Sheng's lineage would lead to a life of depression.
Now, the conspiracy that has been going on for so long has come to nothing in the end.
No one can accept this fact.
"well."
A long sigh sounded.
Looking at Zhou Ling going crazy.
Xu Qingxiao was a little silent.
He closed his eyes and raised his hands.
The overwhelming holy power filled the air and turned into a literary palace, suppressing the phantoms of the seven demon gods.
Boom.
Holy power is invincible.
When Chao Ge and others woke up, they clearly understood what Xu Qingxiao meant and endured all this without defense.
The boundless light falls like the Milky Way.
Baptize these karmic fires and demonic flames.
A full quarter of an hour later.
Over the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty, seven figures emitting blazing light appeared.
It's Chao Ge and others.
The roars of the four demon realms also stopped.
Xu Qingxiao awakened Chao Ge and others with his holy power and completed the final transformation.
The true spirits of the seven demon gods were also transformed into the purest Yang energy at this moment.
Completely eliminate the difficulties of the devil.
There will be no more evil disasters.
Outside Tongyou Hall.
Zhou Ling watched all this infatuatedly.
All hope was completely extinguished at this moment, and he understood that everything was settled.
It’s not because Xu Qingxiao became a saint.
But he didn't expect that the great sage had hidden this trick.
"You figured it all out."
"You dispersed your talents just to wait for this time."
"Is it right?"
At this moment, Zhou Ling thought of something. He looked at Xu Qingxiao and asked.
"kindness."
Xu Qingxiao nodded.
"How can you be sure that you can be resurrected?"
"What if they can't bring you back to life?"
Zhou Ling spoke, this was his last doubt.
"Does it matter?"
Xu Qingxiao did not answer, but looked at Zhou Ling and asked a question.
Once you say this.
Zhou Ling was slightly startled.
He was silent for a moment.
Finally let out a long sigh.
Yes, it's not important anymore.
At this moment, his body is turning into black matter, floating away bit by bit.
He was burned by the fire of karma, and even gods could not save him.
Zhou Ling gradually disappeared.
Xu Qingxiao also fulfilled her courtesy as a student.
He bowed to Zhou Ling as a final farewell.
After watching Zhou Ling disappear completely.
Everything in heaven and earth has completely returned to tranquility.
only.
Xu Qingxiao knew that there were still some things that needed to be dealt with.
Resurrecting yourself is not a true resurrection.
It won't be long before he will die completely.
So I have to do some last things.
Completely seal the demonic realm.
Only in this way can the world be truly stable.
"Brother Chao Ge."
Xu Qingxiao shouted towards Chaoge.
The latter immediately understood what Xu Qingxiao wanted to do and nodded directly without any nonsense.
Got Chaoge's response.
Xu Qingxiao took a step forward. He was leaving to do one last thing for the world.
But at this moment.
A voice sounded.
"Shou Ren."
It is the voice of the empress.
She could feel what Xu Qingxiao wanted to do.
He is leaving.
Therefore, Ji Ling stopped Xu Qingxiao at the most critical moment.
Outside Tongyou Hall.
Hear Ji Ling's voice.
Xu Qingxiao was slightly stunned.
But soon, Xu Qingxiao looked back, showed a gentle smile, and slowly spoke to the empress.
"I will be back."
The voice fell.
Xu Qingxiao, Chao Ge and others disappeared together.
Now.
In Kyoto, the people watched Xu Qingxiao leave.
Soon their voices also sounded.
"I'll send Xu Sheng off respectfully."
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There is also a side story.
【Twelve o'clock/Empress】
But I guess it will take a long time.
Cry.
As for the new book, it has been confirmed that it is still a Confucian and Taoist dynasty, but there are many changes.