"Your Majesty! Please come into the city and rest!"
When Gu Cheng led the crowd to Wushuang City, Dugu Ming and Qin Shuang, who were originally facing each other, stopped and made peace and welcomed the Holy Master together.
After the battle at Lingyun Cave, the Four-Party Alliance was disbanded, and all members of the Wentian League were wiped out except Juexin. Needless to say, War God Temple and Fengyun immediately went north, and Dugu Ming also prepared to seize the opportunity to recapture Wushuang City.
Don't forget, the Sword Master has not yet drawn his sword. Even if the elites from the Central Plains of the World are gradually transferred into Wushuang City and have complete control of the city, they will still be able to fight.
However, Dugu Ming had no idea what would happen to the dying sword master once he swung that sword.
Fortunately, the Tianmen incident was over, and Gu Cheng ordered the two parties to calm down the war, preventing Wushuang City from becoming a dead zone, and recruiting Dugu Ming to enter.
The drama of the emperor in trouble can come to an end.
After the secret conversation, Dugu Ming was devastated and cried bitterly for half the night. He succeeded as the Lord of Wushuang City and completely surrendered.
"Brother Shuang!"
"Junior Brother Feng...Junior Brother Yun!"
At the same time, the three brothers of the Tianxiahui outside the city met, but it was no longer the same as before.
No matter how despicable Xiong Ba is, he still has the kindness to raise him. Bu Jingyun is determined to avenge the Huo family's blood feud, and Qin Shuang is caught in the middle. It's hard to describe the feeling.
"Jingyun, protect me back to Zhonghua Pavilion!"
The atmosphere was awkward, so Wuming gave in and Jingyun sent him back to the Central Plains.
In the battle of Tianmen, he had been severely injured and could not recover his skills in a short period of time. He stopped entering the city so that he could avoid the Sword Master. The two also hoped to resolve the hostility in Bu Jingyun's heart and lead him to the right path.
"Among the three stars of salvation, the wind and cloud are in harmony, and the martial star is the guide..."
Gu Cheng watched them leave and said with a smile: "When we go to the Central Plains, it will be the time for Bu Jingyun to take charge of the unparalleled sword."
The peerless sword and the Snow Drinking Knife were respectively made from the black cold and white dew left by Nuwa to patch the sky. Only the wind and clouds holding their own magic weapons can the combination of wind and cloud create the ultimate power of infinite power.
Before the decisive battle, it is natural for both parties, who are determined by fate, to reach their strongest state.
But Gu Cheng's tone was too determined, as if he was predicting the future. After hearing this, Xuangui suddenly had a thought in his mind: "Looking in the mirror?"
"Huh? It seems that you also know the whereabouts of the Heavenly Crying Sutra."
Gu Cheng smiled half-heartedly and looked at Xuan Gui.
After the phoenix transformed, the dragon spirit naturally took back. Although the black tortoise was imprisoned by the Spring and Autumn Chain, it would rather die than surrender and remain proud.
Gu Cheng would not force it to die, and after awakening the dragon spirit in its body, he would use the power of the dragon spirit to read the black turtle's memory.
Since the beginning of Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Black Turtle has begun to take on human form. It can be said to be a living history book without any falsehood. Gu Cheng has also gained a lot these days.
Now just saying it casually, there is another gain.
There are two prophecy artifacts in the world of wind and cloud, one is the Heavenly Crying Sutra that created the Clay Bodhisattva, and the other is the Buddhist Mind Mirror, which can reveal the causes and consequences of major events in the world.
Xuangui suspected that the Heart Mirror was in Gu Cheng's hands, but he didn't think about the Heavenly Crying Scripture. He probably knew the specific location of the Heavenly Crying Scripture.
Now Xuangui had a thought in his mind, and after revealing the clues, he refused to say anything more, and even his thoughts were forcibly closed.
Unfortunately, it was useless. Gu Cheng turned to Phoenix and waved.
Phoenix was playing with her shawl hair, admiring herself. When she heard this, she raised her head and uttered one word: "Huh?"
Gu Chengdao: "Do you know where the Heavenly Crying Sutra is?"
Phoenix nodded his chin: "Yeah."
Gu Cheng saw Xuangui trembling slightly and said with a smile, "It's not right at your place, is it?"
Phoenix continued to nod: "Yes!"
Gu Cheng spread his hands: "Give me a read!"
Phoenix also spread out his white and tender palms: "Change!"
I don’t know whether Gu Cheng’s enlightenment methods were lacking after all, or whether it was due to the limitations of this world that she could only speak one word per sentence.
Gu Cheng smiled and took out a piece of sycamore wood to make another comb: "Here."
Phoenix liked sycamore trees the most. He smiled, spit out a stream of light from his mouth, turned into a book, and fell into Gu Cheng's hand: "Here!"
Xuangui couldn't stand it any longer.
Are they being kept as pets?
The dignified four spirits have dignity!
Gu Cheng ignored it, unfolded the Heavenly Crying Sutra, and silently comprehended it.
What he saw at first was no different from what the Clay Bodhisattva saw. They were both devastated by a great calamity.
Countless tragic scenes came one after another, including Japan's invasion of China five hundred years later and countless evil deeds.
But in Gu Cheng's eyes, the ancient well was unfazed.
In his opinion, these so-called prophecies will never happen again, so why should he be sad and resentful and act like a little daughter?
Blind despair is meaningless. Only by controlling power can we reverse the future and change all injustices!
Gu Cheng's thoughts were unwavering, and those who read the Heavenly Crying Sutra in the past generations could not bear it, leaving behind the Cangjie curse with blood and tears, and disappeared into nothingness like the breeze blowing on their face.
When this power disappeared, it seemed that he had passed the test. When the scriptures reached the end, Gu Cheng's eyes went dark, and he suddenly fell into the boundless void. He saw vastness, no sky, no earth, and chaos.
It seemed as if a moment had passed, and as if tens of millions of years had passed, a force was born out of nothing in Taixu, like a sword or an axe, with one side bright and one side dark. With just one slash, it completely separated the sky from the earth.
Come on.
When heaven and earth are truly separated, the pure air rises, the turbid air descends, and two innate gods are born in the yin and yang. They move their hands and feet, surrounded by boundless power, and open up a world with their own abilities.
Yuanshi Tianzun! Yuanzu Tianmo!
The former stabilizes the Qing Qi, establishes the nine heavens, and the gods appear in the world, build palaces, and create the heaven.
The latter absorbs the turbid air, the Nine Netherlands appear, the demons are born, build their lairs, and the hell opens up.
The two races of gods and demons were born, and what happened after that was consistent with Qilin's memory.
The only difference is that after the battle between Huangdi and Chiyou, Yuanshi Tianzun sent down a stream of light and fell into the hands of Huangdi's minister Cangjie.
"It turns out that the Heavenly Crying Sutra was passed down by the Yuanshi Dynasty, and it contains the Great Way of the Yuanshi Dynasty. Treating it as a treasure of prophecy is really buying a coffin for a pearl!"
Gu Cheng raised his eyebrows.
The true appearance of the Heavenly Crying Sutra is the power of the Great Dao passed down to Cangjie by Yuanshi Tianzun. It refines the yin and yang of the ancestors, divides the elements into extremes, and contains the infinite mysteries of the universe.
As for predicting the future, it is just a by-product of mastering the origin of the rules, just like Huang Tian Dafa in the world of Sui Dynasty.
Cangjie used this skill to create writing and spread it to the world. He gained immeasurable merit and passed it on, hoping that future generations could inherit the power of Yuanshi Dao and change the future.
"It's a pity that future generations couldn't even pass Cangjie's test. They were shocked by the prophecy, despaired of the unchangeable tragedy, and shed blood and tears, but they didn't know that this Heavenly Wailing Sutra was exactly the solution left by Yuanshi Tianzun to break the situation!"
Gu Cheng originally thought that among the gods in this world, only Nuwa was worried about the human world. She planned for thousands of years to create the emperor's magical power, create the Three Stars of Salvation, and cultivate the leader of the Wentian Alliance.
Now it seems that Yuanshi Tianzun has already made arrangements, but what he does is more random. If the world is incompetent, the gods will not save the world, and they will all have to fend for themselves...
After withdrawing his thoughts, Gu Cheng pondered over the mysteries of Yuanshi Dao, and found that it was indeed an innate achievement, transformed from the original source, such as the Huntian Baojian, the innate Qiankun Gong, the Tathagata Divine Palm, etc., all of which were included. He was already transcending Gaowu, reaching the level of
A level of divine martial arts comparable to immortal martial arts.
"But after all, it is Yuanshi Tianzun's way, not mine!"
Gu Cheng didn't practice, he didn't even gain enlightenment.
Such a Dao-level skill has an absolute imprint. Just as those who learn from me will live, and those who resemble me will die. If you can't wait to practice and comprehend, then your achievements in martial arts in the future will be limited to the level of Yuanshi Tianzun in this life.
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Of course, this supreme opportunity is not without its effects.
Gu Cheng raised his hand, and the Shanhe Sheji Seal appeared, and he cried out to the sky and put the prayer cover over it.
"No!"
Xuangui was shocked and turned pale, fighting against the suppression of Chunqiu Suo with all his strength.
Boom!
In the sky net above the nine heavens, there was a faint vibration. Even the Yuanzu Demon sensed something, but in the end he did not do anything to stop it.
Gu Cheng was a little disappointed by this.
If the Yuanzu Demon acted rashly, he would be able to take advantage of the opportunity to weaken him. Now the opponent is quietly saving up, and when he gets out of trouble, he will be at his strongest.
But Xuangui was desperate.
Because the Weeping Sutra turned into countless light spots that day and was absorbed by the mountains and rivers, the imperial seal rose with the clear air and settled in the nine heavens. When the gods left, it became the new master of the empty heaven.
Ever since, Gu Cheng's eyebrows moved and he felt Skynet's control.
The power of the three talents of heaven, earth and man has finally become one.
The human emperor determines heaven and earth and represents orthodoxy.
The Spring and Autumn Lock was retracted, and the black turtle trembled all over, and fell to the ground, revealing its original shape, with its huge body finally hanging down.