Above the nine heavens, the three saints had just taken back their magic weapons, but they found that the sky above them suddenly changed, and countless thunderbolts emerged from the void, locking the three saints.
The thunder and lightning did not fall, but gathered at an extremely terrifying speed. In just a few breaths, they formed a vast ocean of purple thunder spanning hundreds of miles.
Almost instantly, the Three Saints understood what had happened, and looked at Chang'an City, which was completely silent on the ground, and became extremely angry.
Is there such a crazy person in the world?
What they find difficult to accept is that they did not realize that Qin Huangzheng secretly connected himself with millions of lives in Chang'an.
Otherwise, why would he attack Emperor Qin and kill millions of mortals with one blow?
The karma caused by the unprovoked deaths of millions of mortals is unbearable even if the three saints have reached the heavens.
Seeing the thunderstorms gathering more and more, the Confucian sage could not help but sigh: "I hunt geese all day long, but I never thought I would be pecked in the eye by a goose."
"Master Li, Buddha, please take care of yourself, I will go first."
After saying that, the figure had appeared dozens of miles away, and after a few more flashes, it disappeared into the eastern sky.
The thunderous ocean that was originally a hundred miles in radius instantly split into one-third and appeared on the head of the Confucian sage.
How could it be so easy to escape from the backlash of heaven?
The Confucian sage took the initiative to leave, not to escape the backlash of heaven, but just because he did not want to face the two sages, Buddha and Taoism.
They are both saints, and they are in a time of great strife. Their relationship is inherently delicate. If they are accidentally exposed because of the backlash against the law of heaven, there may be endless disasters.
Especially this time when the way of heaven comes back, one's cultivation and luck have been greatly damaged.
Before the backlash from heaven came, the Buddha called out the Buddha's name to the Taoist saint: "Amitabha, it's over here. I'll take my leave, poor monk."
Then Buddha took one third of the thunder and headed south.
At this moment, no one has the mind to care about Emperor Qin's life or death.
The Taoist Saint watched the two people leave with an indifferent expression, and then looked at Chang'an City, which was enveloped by the formation. His lips were slightly opened, and his voice rang in the ears of Lin Ze and Zhuang Zhou: "As a teacher, I want to return to the Taoist Palace for retreat to destroy Qin.
, leave it to your senior brothers to resolve, I hope you two will not disappoint me."
Lin Ze and Zhuang Zhou, whose minds were completely attracted by the sudden change in Chang'an City, suddenly came back to their senses and responded: "Disciple, I obey."
The Taoist Saint raised his head and glanced at the thunder that was about to fall, and the whole person disappeared on the spot.
The moment the Taoist Saint left, in Lin Ze's perception, the sense of oppression from the nine heavens was suddenly swept away.
Lin Ze looked at Zhuang Zhou with burning eyes and asked, "Senior brother, what should you and I do next?"
Zhuang Zhou replied seriously: "Wait."
A look of confusion appeared on Lin Ze's face: "Wait?"
Zhuang Zhou asked, "Can you break through the formation?"
Lin Ze shook his head.
Zhuang Zhou: "Senior brother can't either, so right now there is no other way but to wait."
Lin Ze: "But just waiting like this is not the answer. What if the array keeps running like this?"
Zhuang Zhou shook his head: "No, eldest brother and the others are chasing after him. No matter what, they will have a life-and-death battle with Emperor Qin. When eldest brother and the others win, they will naturally break out of the formation."
Lin Ze couldn't deny it and said, "What if Emperor Qin wins?"
Zhuang Zhou said calmly: "Elder brother, they are not simple. It will be difficult for Emperor Qin to win. Even if Emperor Qin wins with strange means, he will not be able to keep the formation running."
"After a long time, the power of the formation is exhausted and it will be lifted naturally."
"Oh." Lin Ze responded and remained silent.
The atmosphere gradually became silent.
After a while, Lin Ze suddenly asked: "Senior brother, how long do you think we will have to wait?"
Zhuang Zhou replied without thinking, "I don't know."
Lin Ze was speechless, and the atmosphere became silent again.
So the two of them stood outside Chang'an City like sculptures, motionless, waiting for the formation to disappear.
It is worth mentioning that not far away from the two of them, Xuantang stood there like the two of them, staring at Chang'an City without blinking.
…
The next day, it suddenly started to rain lightly.
In the haze of mist and rain, the large formation gradually dispersed, and the appearance of the ancient city was vaguely visible.
A strange light appeared on Lin Ze's face, but he did not move.
Zhuang Zhou also did not move.
Lin Ze coughed lightly and reminded: "Senior brother, the formation has disappeared."
Zhuang Zhou said calmly: "I saw it."
Lin Ze coughed heavily: "Senior brother, don't you plan to visit the city?"
Zhuang Zhou shook his head: "I won't go."
"Why?"
Zhuang Zhou replied honestly: "It may be dangerous."
Lin Ze...
"Junior brother, don't you plan to go in and take a look?"
Zhuang Zhou looked at Lin Ze and asked.
Lin Ze's cheek twitched slightly. You said it might be dangerous, but you still asked me if I would go?
"Senior brother doesn't dare to enter the city, so how can junior brother dare?"
"Oh," Zhuang Zhou responded casually and stopped talking.
Lin Ze turned around and saw that Xuantang, who was not far away, also did not move, seeming to be worried about something.
Another hour passed like this, and Zhuang Zhou suddenly said: "The danger is gone, you can enter."
After finishing speaking, he took off on the wind, dispersed the smoke in front of him, and floated into the city.
Lin Ze quickly followed.
On the other side, Xuantang followed suit and was a thousand meters away from Lin Ze, walking side by side at the same speed.
Zhuang Zhou and Lin Ze turned to look at Xuantang who was following them, but said nothing.
After a while, Lin Ze saw the Western Qin soldiers searching everywhere and breathed a sigh of relief.
It's good to be alive.
Although he wanted to go back like this, Lin Ze did not stop in a hurry to ask what happened yesterday, but followed Zhuang Zhou all the way to Xianyang Palace.
Then, Lin Ze saw a ruins.
In the center of the ruins, a palace stands alone.
The three of them landed at the door of Chengtian Hall and immediately saw Emperor Qin leaning on the dragon chair, as well as Meng Ke and others lying unconscious on the floor.
Seeing this scene, the three people had different expressions. Zhuang Zhou looked surprised, as if he had not expected such a result.
The eleven realms higher than Emperor Qin's third realm of heavenly beings, against Emperor Qin who lost his destiny, turned out to be a lose-lose situation for both sides.
Xuantang, with a nervous look on his face, walked forward quickly and inspected the injuries of the Buddhists one by one.
Lin Ze looked indifferent, not surprised at all.
Sensing Emperor Qin's aura that was as light as a candle, Lin Ze said with a sigh on his face: "Senior Brother's calculations are really accurate. I didn't expect that this opportunity would fall on you in the end."
Before Lin Ze could continue to sigh, Zhuang Zhou's scolding came to his ears: "Junior brother, why are you standing there? I didn't see that your senior brother was seriously injured and unconscious. Why don't you come and help save people?"
Lin Ze heard this and looked over. Zhuang Zhou lifted the unconscious Xuandu up and injected the power of heaven and earth into Xuandu's body to repair his body and recover from his injuries.
Lin Ze hurriedly stepped forward, trying to take Xuandu from Zhuang Zhou's hand, while pouting in the direction of Emperor Qin. The opportunity was right in front of him, go and get it.
On the other side, Xuantang, who had found out the situation of the four Maitreya people, did not rush to heal the four people's injuries. Instead, he held them in his hands and said to Zhuang Zhou: "Amitabha, with the help of Zhuang Sheng's light, the poor monk saved the Buddha's door.
Buddhas, I would like to say goodbye to Zhuang Sheng and see you later."
After speaking, without waiting for Zhuang Zhou's response, Xuantang left quickly with the four unconscious Maitreya, for fear that if he walked too slowly, he would not be able to leave.
Who knows whether the Taoist palace will take this opportunity to eradicate the ancient Buddhist Buddhas in one fell swoop, and then blame the Qin Emperor?
Zhuang Zhou did not hand over Xuandu to Lin Ze. After stabilizing Xuandu's injury, he said to Lin Ze: "Junior brother, go see how the Confucian people are doing."
Lin Ze said with an unhappy look: "Brother, can you stop just saving people? If you have this opportunity in front of you, can you accept it first?"
Zhuang Zhou put Xuandu down and walked towards Meng Ke without looking back: "Senior brother has given this opportunity to you, go and get it."
Lin Ze looked stunned and said in disbelief: "Brother, what are you talking about? This is an opportunity that senior brother and the others are desperately trying to fight for. Are you giving it to me? What's the use of giving it to me? Can I still take advantage of it?
Is it possible to break through the fourth realm of heaven and human beings?”
Zhuang Zhou looked at Lin Ze carefully and replied with a serious face: "You have entered the second realm of heaven and humans for the first time. It is difficult to break through the third realm, let alone the fourth realm."
"Emperor Qin is the supreme king of the country and has acted against nature. If you get rid of him, you can gain a lot of luck and even have a chance to obtain destiny."
Lin Ze smiled bitterly and said: "Compared to breaking through to the fourth realm of heaven and man, what do these mean? It's better for senior brother to take it."
Zhuang Zhou insisted on his opinion and said: "Is there any reason to take back something that has been given away? If you don't want it, forget it. I won't take it anyway, senior brother."
Just as Lin Ze was about to continue persuading him, Emperor Qin, who was sitting on the dragon throne, suddenly woke up, and an extremely weak voice rang out: "Lin Ze, is that you?"
"This place is left to you. You decide whether you want it or not," Zhuang Zhou said, and left with Xuandu and Confucian.
Seeing Zhuang Zhou leaving resolutely, Lin Ze couldn't help but mutter: "I just gave up the opportunity in front of me. Is there something wrong with it?"
On the other side, Emperor Qin, who had recovered a little strength, adjusted his body to make himself more comfortable, and his voice was slightly louder: "Lin Ze, don't you want to talk to me?"
"I know a lot of secrets, don't you want to know?"
Lin Ze calmly replied: "If your Majesty is willing to speak, I am willing to listen attentively."
Qin Huang beckoned to Lin Ze and said, "Come closer, I'm dying. I'm too far away and it's hard to speak."
"Your Majesty's power is still there."
Lin Ze said calmly on the surface, but secretly he was alert and approached slowly.
Qin Huang tried his best to smile: "When a man is about to die, his words are also kind; when a bird is about to die, his song is sad."
"I'm almost dying, what else do you have to be afraid of? If you are really afraid and don't want to hear my last words, then give me a break."
Lin Ze touched his nose, not daring to lower his guard at all and said: "Your Majesty's words are serious, how dare I be rude to His Majesty?"
Emperor Qin didn't take it seriously and said: "We are all going to die anyway. Whose hands will we die in? How will we die? What difference does it make?"
"I'm telling you..."
As Emperor Qin rambled on, Lin Ze's expression changed again and again.
…
A quarter of an hour later, Lin Ze looked at the lifeless Emperor Qin, with a complex expression on his face, and the endless power of heaven and earth emerging from his body.
Xianyang Palace, which was reduced to ruins, began to sink.
The underground dust emerged from the edges and accumulated in the middle, covering it into a mausoleum.