Chapter 92: Startled the Cicadas and Disrupted the Chess Game
Chapter 92: Startled the Cicadas and Disrupted the Chess Game
Dongzhen is praised by the world as the realm of entering the Tao. The gap between it and the realm below Dongzhen cannot be described as a world of difference, but the four words "completely different" are undoubtedly worthy of the description.
There is no shortage of geniuses in the history of spiritual practice throughout history who have triumphed over adversity, otherwise the old men in Changzhou Academy would not have gone mad in the spring and ended up losing face.
Gu Zhuo's strength has long been recognized by the world. No one thinks that he is no match for opponents below the level of Dong Zhen, even if he is facing a siege by a crowd.
However, even those powerful men from various sects sitting on the flying boat could not have imagined that he could win this battle so crushingly and unreasonably, leaving that group of geniuses with no chance at all. He was so strong that people despaired and committed suicide by arrows in recognition of defeat.
The people standing on the earth did not remain silent because of this, but became even more noisy and excited.
The leaders of those major sword sects did not say another word about this, but as long as everyone saw the high sword intent that could not be concealed in their eyes, they knew that they were determined to get Gu Zhuo and would not hesitate to pay any price.
The only thing that was a little strange was Pei Jinge.
The Chief of the Sky Patrol Department, who had been smiling brightly not long ago, now had no smile on his face and looked extremely dull.
Many people noticed this detail, but did not think much about it or ask more questions.
In fact, Pei Jinge’s idea was very simple.
She felt that what Gu Zhuo did was wrong. Since he had decided to do this, he should not talk about so-called respect. He should not stand there and give the other party a chance to attack.
She had a blank expression on her face, thinking that if this increased your energy consumption and you ended up losing to anyone other than Yu Sheng, ruining the second place I ranked you, I would definitely come to your house to mock you.
Compared with the jubilation of the people in the capital, the atmosphere in the quiet little building in the north city was like falling into the abyss.
The lakeside is full of cicadas and vitality.
Xiu Hu Zhenren and the middle-aged man were speechless, surrounded by the aura of death, like two corpses that had not yet been buried in the ground, and the sound of cicadas was the suona at the funeral.
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and asked, "What should we do now?"
Xiu Hu Zhenren shook his head and said, "I don't know either."
The middle-aged man held on to his last hope and asked sincerely, "Can we just do it now?"
Xiu Hu Zhenren was silent for a moment, then said, "No, because I can't do it."
The plan of the Tianming Sect in this summer festival was actually very simple. By using divination to predict the future, they planted a harmless seed in the hearts of the candidates who took part in the summer festival. With the help of the inevitable mental trials in the summer festival, they made the seed in the candidates' hearts sprout and grow into a towering tree, thus successfully establishing a line of cause and effect from the Cangshan Mountains to the human world.
That thread of cause and effect was still harmless. Its only function was to allow the Tianming Sect to determine the exact location of Cangshan, a Taoist temple floating outside the real world. This would then give the Tianming Sect leader a chance to severely injure or even kill Bai Nanming, the eldest princess of the Great Qin Empire.
This plan is good not because it is simple enough to make mistakes.
But it was because the source of all this, the source of the news that Bai Nanming had encountered huge problems in his practice, was absolutely credible.
In fact, this game is really good, with only one problem from beginning to end.
This bureau was given to them by His Majesty the Emperor.
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There has never been any real conflict between His Majesty the Emperor and the eldest princess. A hundred years have passed, and this pair of siblings, standing at the highest point in the world, have always been each other's most steadfast and trustworthy allies.
When Bai Nanming's practice reached a turning point, he decided to use this as bait to do something simple to eliminate a hidden danger in the empire.
So he gave the game away, and those who were willing to take the bait would take it.
Under the clear will of heaven, things went smoothly without any surprises.
Until a young man in black appeared.
He just stood there silently, neither coming nor going, neither moving forward nor backward, neither going west nor east.
He made himself a mountain, standing quietly, making those candidates who wanted to move forward stop before the heart calamity, making the couple who were about to love each other separate north and south, making the flying sword that was about to fly over the enemy's head stop forever, telling the abbot of Cihang Temple that the Buddha is on the other side but I won't let you pass, telling the master of Qingjing Temple that the road is right in front of you but I want to blindfold you, telling the person whose dream came true that this is really just a dream...
Let the lights be turned on before the grand event even reaches its final moment.
Therefore, His Majesty the Emperor, who personally launched this game, is now facing a problem.
The question is simple.
Only two words.
Gu Zhuo.
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Gu Zhuo was very clear about what he was doing.
As early as when he turned back and walked down the mountain and attacked Li Ruoyun without hesitation, he had already roughly guessed the inside story of this summer festival.
Even if destiny is clear as the scorching sun hanging high in the sky in midsummer, how can it escape all things in the world?
His attitude towards this is very clear, he does not want to see this happen.
The summer festival should be a summer festival.
This is why Gu Zhuo said that.
When he made this decision, the conspiracies and intrigues hidden behind the summer festival had nothing to do with him now, and there was only one problem left before him.
How to defeat all enemies with one person.
That's it.
Simple and straightforward.
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"I have wanted to fight you for a long time."
Shen Jingtiannu said calmly: "It's just that there has never been a good opportunity."
She stared at Gu Zhuo through the night sky and snow, and added, "This opportunity is not good either."
Gu Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "Sorry."
The conversation ends there.
The temperament of this Taoist goddess cannot be described as cold, but rather fierce, which is reflected in reality or in battle as being decisive and decisive.
If there is no need, then there is no need to say it. If you really have to say something, just put it on the blade of the sword.
When the remaining sound is buried by the wind and snow and completely ceases to exist...
The goddess Jingtian drew her sword.
She had no sword in her hand, and what she produced was an imaginary sword. With a thought, the snowflakes in the sky suddenly stopped, and then condensed into a sword. The mountain wind seemed to suddenly squeeze into the long and narrow alley, making a sharp and piercing whistle, and even the starlight in the sky seemed to become a little sharper.
Without any reservation, the goddess Jingtian put all her strength into the first move.
At the moment when hundreds of virtual swords were about to fall, Gu Zhuo moved.
He held the umbrella as if it were a sword and stabbed it straight at Chu Jun's forehead, still using the sword that flows eastward like the Great River.
This sword was not as fast as Lin Guang's previous sword, but the power of the two was incomparable. Even a genius like Shen Jing Tiannv could not face this sword with her physical body.
During the summer festival, even elixirs were not allowed to be brought in. The use of all flying swords, magic tools, Taoist talismans, and Zen treasures was prohibited. Even the Frost Tribulation of All Things that Bai Langxing had practiced in advance was restricted.
Naturally, the celestial maiden who came from the Taoist sect could not be the exception.
She had no weapon to protect herself. Facing Gu Zhuo's sword, she could either try to die together with him, or turn back to block the sword, allowing the battle to enter the next stage of mutual attack and defense.
The choice of the Goddess of Sedum was simple.
Raise the sword again.
She raised her hand and pointed it like a sword, stabbing at Gu Zhuo!
As the Immaculate Monk watched this scene, he felt a rare bitterness in his heart, because he was sure that he was no match for Chu Jun.
It has nothing to do with his realm, and it has nothing to do with the fact that he has absolutely no desire to fight.
next moment.
Gu Zhuo meets the goddess Jingtian.
The black umbrella meets the fingertips.
boom!
In just a moment, the black umbrella began to make sounds as if it could not bear the weight, and slight noises continued to be heard, which was undoubtedly the ribs of the umbrella breaking.
The goddess Jingtian was no longer intact.
Thousands of blood threads began to emerge from her fingertips and spread to the end of her arms in an instant. Thousands of sword energies like the Eastward Flowing River leaped out from them, ripping her long sleeves into pieces and making a bloody mess.
The scary thing is that such a serious injury not only did not make her eyes dim, but made them brighter.
A clear shout came from her thin lips.
The sky was full of wind and snow, and the sword became several points stronger.
Gu Zhuo's eyes became increasingly calm, as still as a mirror.
The barrier formed by the true essence directly collided with the Fengxue Xujian, and countless crisp sounds rang out.
All swords are broken.
All the snow is gone.
There was no anger or disappointment in the eyes of the goddess Jingtian, but rather her unquenchable pride and fighting spirit. She once again forced her sword forward, allowing her flesh and blood to be shaved off piece by piece by the sword energy until only bones were left!
Her face was already pale, and it was obvious that she was at the end of her strength, or maybe she still had one last blow?
Just then, some blood was blown onto her face by the wind.
There was a wound on Gu Zhuo's cheek.
Very shallow, very faint, but real.
He looked at the Goddess Jingtian, without asking with his eyes whether she admitted defeat, but just pushed the black umbrella forward.
胜负就此分出。
A sword energy pierced through the chest of Shen Jingtiannu, extinguishing the light in her eyes and causing the hundreds of virtual swords to disappear without a trace.
"you win."
Chu Jun's arms fell down helplessly, and the white scene fell into the eyes of the world, but no one had any strange thoughts.
Because that was not snow-white skin, but white bones with blood stains.
She seemed to feel no pain, looked at Gu Zhuo and said, "You are stronger than I thought."
Then she continued, "Although I was dissatisfied beforehand, I lost this battle happily. I just feel a little unhappy when I think about how I will reach a higher level in the future and how it will be difficult to have such an opportunity to decide life and death without actually deciding life and death."
Gu Zhuo didn't say anything.
Because the goddess Jingtian raised her remaining hand to stop him from giving her possible praise, she took one last look at the little monk, with a hint of regret in her eyes.
Just like what the Immaculate Monk was thinking, she was also very interested in beating the other person up.
Some other time.
Thinking of this, she closed her eyes calmly and comfortably, thus ending this year's summer festival journey.
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Gu Zhuo withdrew his gaze.
The battle with the Goddess Jingtian was the first time he was truly injured in many years.
This feeling actually made him feel nostalgic for the first time in a long time.
The Immaculate Monk stood by, looking at Gu Zhuo at this moment, looking at the wound on his face, looking at his tied-up black hair spreading out and falling on his shoulders, and suddenly felt that he had become even more powerful.
Bai Langxing stood up, grasped the iron spear, and prepared to take on the battle.
He didn't think he was worse than the Goddess Jingtian, or that he had to do better, that was the only way.
At this moment, Gu Zhuo's gaze suddenly shifted away.
Bai Langxing didn't have time to frown in displeasure.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard behind me.
Yu Sheng walked past Bai Langxing and casually pressed down the iron spear, rendering it dull.
She looked at Gu Zhuo, and her voice was like the spring breeze in March, refreshing to the heart.
"Thanks for your hard work."
"Leave the rest to me."
(End of this chapter)