Chapter 99 8 Fang Lai Jian
Chapter 99: Swords from All Directions
"What's with this rain?"
"What's going on? Don't you think the rain is appropriate?"
Gu Zhuo remained silent.
In the night rain, he held the umbrella borrowed from Lin Wanyi and walked on the darkest streets of the capital before dawn. Looking around, the long street was empty.
He stopped, looked over the umbrella brim and fell on the moon behind the dark clouds of the night, and asked in his heart: "Do you agree?"
"Because the little girl found it very interesting and couldn't help herself."
The moonlight was gentle even though it was raining, and its sound was unusually brisk, as if it was laughing secretly behind the clouds.
Gu Zhuo was speechless again.
When they parted not long ago, Lin Wanyi actually went to find an umbrella to lend him, and also said something.
——I don’t know why... I feel that the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, and the rain is so gentle.
As the words fell, the girl closed the door tightly and turned away.
I think before Lin Wanyi goes to sleep tonight, she will inevitably have a lot of thoughts about this, and may even toss and turn all night.
"Hey, you're not secretly blaming us, are you?"
A voice came from Gu Zhuoxin Lake.
After a moment of silence, he sighed and said tactfully: "I don't mean to blame you, but when I think about certain moments that may exist in the future, I feel a little strange in my heart."
You Feng asked, "Why is it strange? What's so strange about it?"
"idiot."
The moonlight was no longer gentle, but full of disdain: "What else could it be? Of course it's when I'm talking about love with a little girl like today, or even going a step further."
As soon as these words were spoken, heaven and earth suddenly became quiet.
Only the sound of rain continues.
I don’t know how long it took before all things began to revive.
"This is indeed a problem."
"What should we do then?"
"Logically speaking, everyone should close their eyes..."
"Idiot, where are our eyes?"
"Do you understand the metaphor? Anyway, let's not talk about the critical moment when life moves towards great beauty. We shouldn't even watch the love talk tonight."
"That's true, but I really don't want to do that."
"Yeah, if we don't watch it, how can it rain appropriately?"
It has been raining, and the atmosphere is not harmonious.
Gu Zhuo listened to the sounds of all things and looked at the faint morning light in the sky. It was difficult for him to understand this belated realization.
At this moment, the moonlight spoke to him quietly.
"What do you think of that little girl?"
Gu Zhuo thought that these words sounded too much like those of an elder.
Thinking of this, he said calmly: "Which aspect?"
"Just talking about what happened tonight?"
"Brave, determined, and very likeable."
"But you don't like it?"
"It's not fair to describe it directly as 'no'. She and I have a very good relationship, which has probably crossed the line of friendship, but it's definitely not yet to the point of liking someone, just like how much she likes me."
"What's the meaning of this statement?"
"She has had a hard time over the years, always working hard for something that is difficult to accomplish, so she doesn't want to miss any opportunities, or to regret it, so she is particularly radical in her decisions in certain areas, such as tonight."
"That sounds reasonable."
"In my previous life, there was a saying that a confession like tonight should not be the beginning, but the final step that comes naturally. Can you understand this explanation?"
"But you don't dislike it?"
"Yes."
This conversation ends here.
Gu Zhuo spoke softly, and his cheek seemed to still be able to feel the remaining warmth of the girl's lips.
Just as he was about to return to the inn by the Baima Lake in the morning breeze, a magnificent scene appeared in the sky that was about to dawn.
Dozens of meteors came from all over the world and headed for the capital.
Those meteors are swords, flying swords.
Swords coming from all directions.
What do you want to discuss?
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Yishui is located in the north of the continent, facing the wasteland.
In the past, there was a very powerful man in the world who swung his sword across the river, striking the water in the middle of the stream, and the waves stopped a hundred thousand barbarians from sailing south in their boats.
Today, this place has long been prosperous, with magnificent palaces on both sides of the river, and it is as clear and spiritual as a fairyland.
At the highest point of the Jiangxin Island, which was regarded as the sect's forbidden area, an old man sitting in a wheelchair casually raised his hand and took the sword book held by the flying stream of light.
He looked at the sword book, and his eyes, which had become cloudy with age, gradually lit up.
Not long after, he used his true energy to write nearly a hundred words in mid-air and endowed them into the flying sword.
The light shines again.
Turn south to the capital.
The night is still deep at this moment.
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A lake sits on top of the mountains, facing the sky.
Wanjian Pond came from this.
The contemporary head of Wanjianchi is a middle-aged man named Liu Chen.
He always slovenly, had messy long hair, walked barefoot, and behaved in a rather dissolute manner.
However, even such a person, after receiving the sword letter from the capital of gods, his expression still became serious.
Without wasting too much time, he gave a clear and vulgar response like that of a gangster.
"alley."
"Just do it." "Just do it!"
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Chaotian Sword Palace is located on the Tiandu Peak, with its chain of jade-like buildings hanging quietly in the night sky. It is closest to the capital of gods.
Therefore, this is also the first place to get news about Gu Zhuo.
Chaotian Jianque’s response to this was very simple and extremely direct.
Its leader came out of retreat and went down the mountain.
Straight into the capital.
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As one of the ancestral temples of Zen Buddhism, Cihang Temple reacted relatively calmly to this. After all, Gu Zhuo had already said that he did not want to be a monk.
The contemporary abbot did not shy away from expressing his attitude clearly in the reply letter.
Nothing is impossible outside of Taoism.
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The pure view is peaceful and quiet.
The abbot looked at the raindrops under the eaves and the pattering sounds outside the window, and his expression was somewhat melancholy.
If it were back then, why would the Taoist sect not dare to be attracted to such a genius?
"Do the best you can..."
He sighed and wrote back a letter, saying to himself: "I'll leave it to fate."
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Those powerful people scattered all over the world received the news of the end of the summer festival earlier or later, and they also learned the detailed description of the scene of the final battle between Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng.
It is reasonable that all sects have shown unprecedented enthusiasm in order to pass on their heritage and to have successors to advance to a higher level.
What was really unexpected was that even those peerless strong men who were not bound by the sect's inheritance showed great interest in this, and seemed to have the idea of passing on their own legacy.
Chief among them was the master of the Southern School of Kendo.
The evil demons were naturally interested in this, but since that was the capital of the gods, they had no means at all. They could only watch this event and think about what they could do.
Among them, the Tianming Sect values Gu Zhuo the most.
the reason is simple.
In the eyes of the strong men of the Tianming Sect, Bai Nanming was saved by Gu Zhuo.
Perhaps this is just a matter of chance. Does this mean that the Qin Dynasty is still favored by heaven and is not destined to end?
If we want to end the destiny of the Qin Dynasty, should we start with Gu Zhuo?
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In a county city in the south of Daqin.
"It's amazing."
Chen Chi left the secret base of the Sky Patrol Division, thinking about Gu Zhuo's description of the intelligence, and felt deeply moved.
As early as when he was in Wangjing, he had great confidence that Gu Zhuo would win the first place in the Summer Festival, but he never expected that he would end up first in this way.
Thinking about establishing a relationship in advance with such a future most powerful person in the world, even Chen Chi, a young and powerful person who came from a great sword sect and worked in the Sky Patrol Department, felt deeply proud and happy.
But this pride did not last long, and a headache came immediately.
During this period, he, Yu Yinchun, and Guan Xingu and the other two had been investigating Gu Zhuo's past, especially the blank thirteen years, on Pei Jinge's orders.
Fortunately or unfortunately, there was basically no progress on this matter, but another matter they were investigating did make some progress.
The missing dean of Changzhou Academy has indeed behaved in many strange ways in recent years. For example, he did not really retreat into seclusion, but instead went on long journeys.
Interestingly, the dean's travels happened to take him to the south of the empire.
And the north of Southern Qi.
In recent days, Chen Chi and his two companions have been traveling around various cities in the south, retrieving files from the local Astronomical Survey Department to read through them, in order to maintain this long and arduous investigation.
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Looking at Beijing city, the sky is already bright.
The news of the end of the summer festival came with the imperial edict, bringing an extremely lively morning to Wangjing.
There were endless cheers on the streets, and many people were drinking, singing and dancing in broad daylight. The various academies even gave them holidays for this purpose... It seemed as if the people of the entire Wangjing city were celebrating a festival.
Since Your Majesty moved the capital, Wangjing has been in decline for a hundred years, and has gradually become a place of regret and sorrow for the world, and even disdainful mockery is rare.
Until today, Gu Zhuo walked out of this ancient capital and entered the eyes of people all over the world.
So, how could the people living in this ancient capital not feel proud and cheer for it excitedly?
However, there are always people who feel lonely about this.
For example, the former vice-president of Cheung Chau College.
At this moment, the old man was sitting in his own yard, drinking alone, feeling lonely.
"I'm so stupid...really."
The haggard old man muttered to himself, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself, then continued to pour the wine and drink, repeating these five words over and over, which were full of heartache.
Until one moment, his arms finally fell down weakly, and he lowered his head and cried bitterly, blaming himself.
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After that night of rain, the bustle of the Divine Capital was not extinguished by the rain like a flame. With the arrival of powerful people from all over the world, the people were even more looking forward to the night banquet to confirm Gu Zhuo's whereabouts.
Therefore, in the past few days, the already prosperous Baima Lake has become even more bustling, and those big figures who are rarely seen in ordinary days have appeared here one after another.
Even some of the powerful people in the capital were tempted and considered sending their daughters over to meet the man.
Time passes quickly in this hustle and bustle.
The third night after the summer festival finally arrived, and everyone was paying close attention.
It happens to be the Chinese Valentine’s Day.
The lights in the capital are bright as day.
It is said that His Majesty the Emperor will be present in person tonight.
This chapter has three thousand words, and the next chapter will be at twelve o'clock.
(End of this chapter)