Lin Ze leaned against Emperor Qin's tomb, looked at the suddenly darkened sky, and whispered.
"The teacher didn't come, so he probably won't come."
After thinking for a while, Lin Ze added another sentence.
Zhuang Zhou couldn't see any strange expression on his face and said calmly: "Just because the teacher hasn't come yet, it doesn't mean he won't come. Even if he doesn't come, there are reasons why he doesn't come. Junior brother must not have any complaints against the teacher because of this."
Lin Ze chuckled softly and said, "Junior brother has finished speaking, and he doesn't even know how to answer the question."
"Senior brother, you can rest assured. Junior brother will not bear any grudge against the teacher. After all, today's situation was caused by me. I can't blame anyone else."
Zhuang Zhou looked at Lin Ze, who was pale and slightly depressed, and couldn't help but feel sympathy. He said with a serious face: "Junior brother, don't worry. I will take you away. As long as you can avoid the Buddha, Confucian saints and others, even if you escape to
No matter how far the world ends, I won’t hesitate.”
After saying this, Zhuang Yiyi grabbed Lin Ze's arm and tried to leave.
Lin Ze quickly pulled his arm back with force, shook his head slightly and said: "Senior brother, with my own strength, there is no way I can get rid of the joint pursuit of the three saints, and it is impossible to save my destiny in front of them. Why do I need to do that futile thing?"
Zhuang Zhou said with a serious face: "If you don't give it a try, how can you conclude that your efforts will be in vain? Ten years ago, would you think that you can not only ascend to the position of human emperor, but also be promoted to the realm of heaven and humanity?"
"If everything is destined in the world, why should you and I work hard to cultivate and compete with God for our destiny?"
Lin Ze smiled when he heard this and said: "What senior brother said is absolutely true, but junior brother cannot leave, we can only stay here."
Zhuang Zhou asked in surprise: "Why is this?"
The smile on Lin Ze's face disappeared instantly, and he said solemnly: "Because, this is a game."
Zhuang Zhou just blinked his eyes without showing any signs of strangeness.
Lin Ze was slightly surprised and asked, "Senior brother, you don't seem to be surprised?"
Zhuang Zhou sighed slightly and said: "Junior brother has always been shrewd and cautious. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is timid and afraid of death."
"But today, junior brother suddenly changed his temper. He knew that killing the third level of heavenly beings would seriously damage his luck, but he insisted on taking action."
"I'm not hopelessly stupid. It's normal to have doubts. I'm just a little confused. What on earth is Junior Brother planning after paying such a heavy price?"
"Could it be that junior brother wants to use this to step into the realm of a saint? If this is the case, it would be too shocking."
Zhuang Zhou expressed his confusion without reservation. His destiny was shattered and his luck was almost cut off. If this is a game, what are you planning?
Lin Ze smiled and shook his head and said: "Senior brother will be able to know what he is planning before long, but he can't say it yet. Please forgive me."
"Senior brother has saved me many times, but I can't repay him. I can only advise my brother to leave Chang'an as soon as possible. The sooner the better, the further away the better, otherwise things will happen if it's too late."
Zhuang Zhou was shocked when he heard this: "Junior brother wants to plot against the saint?"
Lin Ze said with a look of helplessness on his face: "Senior brother, don't ask, just leave quickly. When the Confucian saints and Buddhas enter the city, it may be too late."
A trace of hesitation appeared on Zhuang Zhou's face, and then he returned to normal: "If I leave, how will my junior brother face Confucian sages and Buddhas?"
Lin Ze smiled bitterly when he heard this and was about to persuade him.
But Zhuang Zhou continued to say: "How about this? I'll leave you with a magical power that can block the saint's blow. After the blow, junior brother can only resign himself to his fate."
Lin Ze breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Zhuang Zhou was determined not to leave, but it turned out that he was worried in vain.
Frankly speaking, after Zhuang Zhou helped him several times, Lin Ze really couldn't bear to harm him, even if he knew that if Zhuang Zhou stayed here, some plans would go more smoothly.
Now that Zhuang Zhou had made his decision, he no longer hesitated. A difficult and difficult ancient passage came out of his mouth:
Zhuang Zhou's breath was rising and falling, and a colorful butterfly gradually appeared and finally disappeared into Lin Ze's body.
A trace of paleness flashed across Zhuang Zhou's face, as if he had exhausted himself a lot. He sighed slightly and said, "Senior brother, I can only help you so far. You can just do it for yourself."
After Zhuang Zhou said this, he took a deep look at Lin Ze. His figure gradually faded and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Lin Ze said calmly: "Best farewell to Senior Brother."
Zhuang Zhou left Chang'an and rushed to the Dao Palace at an extremely fast speed. Although he didn't know what Lin Ze was planning, how could a saint be so easily plotted?
It is really difficult for Zhuang Zhou to deal with three saints with one against three.
After much deliberation, Zhuang Zhou decided to ask his teacher for help.
In his opinion, as long as Tao Sheng is willing to take action, big problems can always be reduced to trivial matters, and the problem can finally be solved.
As soon as Zhuang Zhou left Chang'an, he immediately alerted the three Confucian sages who were wandering outside Chang'an City but had not yet entered the city.
The next moment, Zhuang Zhou's way forward was blocked by the Three Sages.
To be precise, not only was the road ahead blocked, but the entire person was surrounded by the Three Saints.
The Confucian sage facing Zhuang Zhou said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to Zhuang Sheng for advancing to the saint realm. I wonder where Zhuang Sheng plans to go while he is in a hurry?"
Zhuang Zhou bowed slightly and responded: "Back to the Confucian Sage, Pindao was about to return to the Tao Palace. The Confucian Sage stopped Pindao. Apart from that, is there anything else? If there was nothing else, Pindao would leave first.
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The Confucian sage frowned slightly when he heard this, and was about to speak when he was suddenly interrupted by the Master of the Tongtian Sword, who interjected: "Junior brother Zhuang Zhou, don't pretend to be stupid. I ask you, where is the destined one?"
Without even thinking about it, Zhuang Zhou pointed to the city of Chang'an not far away: "Uncle Tongtian, why bother to ask this question? Junior Brother Pindao is in the city. The Buddha followed Pindao all the way to Chang'an. How could he not know this?"
The Master of Tongtian Sword could not deny it: "No, if Lin Ze was in Chang'an, how could you abandon him?"
Zhuang Zhou covered his forehead and said: "Junior brother Lin Ze and I are from the same sect. Now that his fate has been shattered and his luck has withered, do we still have to be buried with him?"
Master Tongtian Sword was about to say, "Who knows whether what you said is true or false, but he heard the Buddha say: "People are real, and their breath is very pure."
The Master of Tongtian Sword suddenly changed the subject and said, "Wouldn't it be better if you, Brother Zhuang Zhou, please stay here for a while until we cut off Lin Ze's destiny, and then you take him away with you?"
Zhuang Zhou shook his head and said firmly: "No, my nephew has important things to do, so we can't stay here."
The master of Tongtian Sword exchanged glances with Confucian sage and Buddha in a very cryptic manner.
The Buddha took a step forward and said, "Then I won't tolerate you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Zhou was enveloped by a Buddhist kingdom like glass.
The Master of Tongtian Sword also refused to lag behind others. With a wave of his hand, the killing aura burst out, and the Immortal Killing Sword Formation slowly unfolded in the air.
Then a long river of mighty righteousness surged forward, covering the entire world.
The three saints had a tacit understanding and acted together, using unique means to trap Zhuang Zhou.
The look of surprise on Zhuang Zhou's face had not yet dissipated. He was locked up like a bird in a cage.
Then the Three Sages ignored Zhuang Zhou, entered Chang'an City, and came to Lin Ze.
Zhuang Zhou looked at this scene with an indifferent expression, and did not take any action, but calmly waited for the incident to happen.
Lin Ze looked at the three Confucian saints a hundred feet away, stood up with the tomb of Emperor Qin in his arms, and said with a slight salute: "Greetings to the three saints."
The Confucian sage said warmly: "There is no need to be too polite, Lin Ze. Today, the situation is over. You can end your destiny. For the sake of the Taoist sage, I will let you live."
Although the Confucian sage's tone was calm, the words he spoke made people feel chilled all over.
Lin Ze smiled and replied: "Then, as the Confucian sage said, I will take my destiny from heaven."
After saying this, in front of the three Confucian saints, Lin Ze reached out and grabbed his body, and actually grabbed the shattered destiny from the virtual reality.
Lin Ze held the shattered destiny in his hands, and large beads of sweat fell from his forehead, as if he was suffering from unimaginable pain.
After a while, Lin Ze took out a long breath and seemed to relax a lot.
Seeing Lin Ze's understanding, the three Confucian sages looked satisfied. They did not rush Lin Ze, but allowed him to do what he did.
Lin Ze gritted his teeth and gathered the little power of heaven left in his body into his right hand, and slapped the tomb of Emperor Qin hard with his backhand.
With one blow, Emperor Qin's tomb split in half, reaching hundreds of feet underground.
At the same time, Lin Ze quickly took out the imperial seal from his arms with his right hand, threw it to the bottom of the tomb, and shouted: "Give it back to you."
The three Confucian saints looked along the crack and saw a figure wearing a black dragon robe standing there, eyes closed tightly, lifeless, like a corpse.
"This is Qin Huangzheng?"
The Confucian sage asked somewhat uncertainly.
What did Lin Ze want to do when he dug up a person who had been dead for many days and threw the shattered destiny?
While the Three Saints were still confused, the shattered destiny and the jade seal passed down to the country merged into the Qin Emperor's body without any hindrance.
The next moment, Emperor Qin opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the three Confucian sages.