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The moonlight arrow of Taiyin Star Lord disappeared here.
The swordsman Li Zhou controlled Zhi Beiyou and stopped in front of the rioters.
Gu Sheng, Wei Dutong and the martial arts examination candidates rolled out from the sword light, supported each other and climbed up, and saw the faces of the rioters turning towards them.
To be fair, Gu Sheng and others all came from humble backgrounds, and after entering officialdom they all believed that they had stayed true to their original aspirations, never thought of abusing their power for personal gain, and were wholeheartedly working for the court and the people.
However, when people heard about the riot in Xizhou, although they knew that the root cause was the officials who acted brutally, they still couldn't help but feel some dissatisfaction with the people, thinking that these people were ignoring the overall situation.
As long as we endure hardship for a year or two, the future will be bright. The common people are indeed short-sighted.
Therefore, no one thought about how wronged the people had been that they suddenly rose up in rebellion in such a peaceful and prosperous era.
For the imperial court, it was just exchanging one season's rice for cotton fabrics with higher profits, but for these ordinary people, it was a disaster that would ruin their families.
There were many grimy, genderless rioters in front of him, few of whom were wearing clothes. Compared with the well-armored officers and soldiers who were rushing over from afar, they seemed like two different species.
It only takes one season's harvest loss for the lowest-income farmers to go bankrupt. After almost all of their clothes have been pawned and their last bowl of rice has been eaten up, leaving their hometown to seek a living becomes their only option.
When these farmers gathered together, they became rioters in the eyes of the government.
If the emperor was not "crazy", and if he opened a few granaries and appeased the people a little, the riot would be quelled quickly as everyone wished.
And then, after a few years or even months, there might be another riot that provokes conflicts. After that, either the court will recruit the people or suppress them, all depending on whether the court has the spare strength.
This kind of thing has been repeated for thousands of years. The dignitaries who have been in high positions for a long time naturally don't think there is anything wrong. However, young people like Gu Sheng who have just entered the officialdom will think of the scenes when he was still one of them and survived time and time again.
People shouldn't live like this, Gu Sheng thought at that time, when she could govern a region, she must allow the people under her rule to have some savings and more breathing time, so that they would not be crushed by any straw.
At that time, she would never have thought that after she was appreciated by the emperor, when a civil uprising occurred, all her thoughts would be to protect the emperor's foundation.
Now Gu Sheng looked at the pairs of gray eyes, and all the strategies and tactics in his mind were replaced by a great absurdity.
The rioters blocked the long road in silence. No one understood what "fake sword, real regicide" meant, and they didn't know that they might become the cause of this prophecy. Everyone was just trying to survive.
Armored officers and soldiers rode on horses, holding high the bright yellow imperial edict, and shouted: "Follow the order of your majesty, wipe out the rebels!"
The martial arts examination candidates who had just volunteered to serve His Majesty felt as if something was blocking their throats.
Are the elite soldiers and generals of the imperial court going to suppress just such a group of half-naked rebels?
The examinees were in deep confusion. After a moment, Gu Sheng saw that Wei Yuan, the one he was most optimistic about, was the first to come to his senses. He took a few steps forward and shouted, "The Imperial Envoy is here, wait a minute!"
Gu Sheng was stunned when he was suddenly bullied by someone else.
On the other side, the general in charge made a gesture, stopped his men who were about to charge, and then replied, "But does His Majesty have any new instructions?"
Gu Sheng glanced at Wei Yuan, then lowered his eyes at the latter's slightly apologetic but extremely determined look.
Then, she also pushed aside the crowd, stepped forward and said: "General, I wonder which guards you are from? I have already reported to His Majesty and pleaded for the people of Xizhou. I believe that His Majesty is only temporarily..."
"We are not the Guards." The general looked at Gu Sheng in surprise, wondering why the imperial envoy could not even recognize his scales and flying feathers. "I am the commander of the Shenwu Army."
Not local troops, but the emperor's personal guards.
Gu Sheng's heart sank as she looked carefully. Each of the officers and soldiers was wearing scale armor and had fiery red flying feathers on their heads. If she hadn't been so confused, she would have been able to recognize their identities at a glance.
The general still gave the imperial envoy some face and said a few more words: "Now it's not just Xizhou, Fengzhou, Sizhou, Chengzhou and other places have people taking advantage of the chaos to start a rebellion, and the Shenwu Army in various places has been mobilized. Your Majesty has ordered that the traitors and rebels will be killed without mercy."
Gu Sheng nodded numbly, but had a feeling that he had expected the emperor's increasingly crazy behavior.
Wei Dutong was still unwilling to give up, and stepped forward to ask: "I am also a member of the Shenwu Army, how come I didn't know that Your Majesty had such an order?"
The general threw the imperial edict in his hand and said in a deep voice: "If you don't believe it, you can come and see for yourself."
Wei Dutong took the imperial edict, unfolded it, and read it carefully from beginning to end.
Gu Sheng didn't look at him, but turned to look at Wei Yuan who had an expressionless face.
Wei Yuan raised her head slightly and looked at the emperor's personal guards. She didn't know when the martial arts examination candidates had already formed a block in front of the "rioters" with her as the center.
After reading the imperial edict, General Wei handed it back to the general on horseback without saying a word. The general clasped his fists and said, "It is difficult to disobey the imperial edict. If the imperial envoy has not received the imperial edict to pardon the thieves, please step aside."
Wei Dutong gritted her teeth and could not utter a word. She recalled the scene before she left the capital, when His Majesty was in the Purple Palace and ordered her and Gu Sheng to clean up corrupt officials in the world.
How could such an emperor become a tyrant condemned by thousands of people?
She looked to Gu Sheng for help, but Gu Sheng was also in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.
The general sighed silently, winked, and ordered two of his subordinates to come forward and invite the two men to the side of the road.
"It seems that you guys are going to stand on the side of these thieves." He looked at Wei Yuan and others who were arranging their battle formations and sneered, "You all are also deeply favored by the emperor. Are you so loyal to the emperor and the country?"
Wei Yuan said: "I don't believe that your majesty is such a person."
She believed that an emperor who could open up the imperial examinations to common people and people of low status would not kill innocent people so indiscriminately.
That was why she wanted to protect these people and bring them before the emperor to ask him questions in person.
The general glanced at Wei Yuan with disdain and shook his head, saying, "He is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense and led his subordinates to charge towards Wei Yuan and others.
Gu Sheng was a man who dared to fight even in front of Tianzun, but at this moment he had an urge to turn around and leave, unwilling to watch the next scene.
Although Wei Yuan and other candidates were masters who had made it to the final test of the military examination, at the moment they were not wearing armor, were unarmed, and had only the courage of an ordinary man. How could they resist the imperial guards of nearly a thousand people?
With loud shouts, the Shenwu Army rushed into this thin line of defense like a torrent of iron armor.
The torrent's momentum was only blocked for a few moments before it rushed towards the rioters at the rear again.
Gu Sheng stared at the direction where Wei Yuan was, not daring to blink, but he soon lost sight of the figure.
Her heart almost stopped beating, and only after a moment did she remember to look up in the direction of the swordsman Li Zhou.
Lord Swordsman is the only one who can save them, she thought, just like the time when he repelled Tianzun, Lord will definitely take action.
She knew that such thoughts were a betrayal of His Majesty, but thinking of what Wei Yuan said, "Ask him in person," she silently comforted herself, thinking that perhaps the emperor was bewitched by a demon, and the truth would be revealed when she met His Majesty in person.
Gu Sheng looked at the swordsman Li Zhou with hope, but found that she did not move her sword and had no intention of helping at all.
With a buzzing sound in his head, Gu Sheng once again realized how confused his current judgment was.
Even the Demon Hunting Bureau, which serves the imperial court, only deals with matters concerning demons and evil spirits. How could Lord Swordsman interfere with the government's efforts to suppress rioters?
The swordsman came down the mountain for only one purpose, and that was to choose a master for the magic sword.
Perhaps, this fight was also expected by the adults, and was also one of the assessment contents of the selection of the master of the divine sword...
In Gu Sheng's mind, Duotian Sect was synonymous with meticulous planning, but he didn't know that the swordsman Li Zhou, who was traveling in Zhibei, hadn't figured out why the two groups were fighting.
Do you want to go down and mediate the fight?
Swordsman Li Zhou was extremely conflicted, wondering why Taiyin allowed her to ascend here. How could anyone care to look after her?
Just as she was looking hesitantly into the distance, thinking about changing places, a slippery and cold tentacle quickly swept across her back.
oh?
Li Zhou stretched out his hand lazily and pinched the tentacle.
In the myriad worlds, the will of the Supreme God also locked onto this tentacle, making it impossible for Him to move at all.
It is true that the Supreme God is blind and foolish by nature, and Tianzun has successfully stolen many things from Him in the past.
However, this time, Tianzun just stretched out his hand and was noticed by Him.
Because this time, what he wanted to steal was Yue Niang's love for Li Zhou.
He wanted to steal the motherly love that contained most of the pollution, so that Li Zhou's [charm] could spread again.
But this has become a taboo in this world.
No one can steal this love.
Nature is ruthless and there is no love in the Supreme Being. This daughter's possessiveness of her mother's love is not love, but just an ordinary emotion simulated by Li Zhou.
This false love has become an iron law that cannot be violated in this universe.
Tianzun violated the rules and taboos, and the punishment of the universe fell on him.
Those who violate the ban will be put to death.
That's all.
In an instant, the Lord of Heaven, who had established his own faith in countless worlds and became the God of Heaven for billions of lives, disappeared from the concept.
He didn't even have time to react. He didn't expect that his disappearance would be so simple.
He thought about failing, getting hurt, escaping to some world, and waiting tens of millions of years to heal.
However, the fact is that He didn't even have the chance to move, let alone escape, lie dormant, or fight back.
This battle between gods ended quietly, and even the other gods did not witness it.
However, from the emperor to ordinary people, everyone noticed that something had changed.
The moment the God of Stealing disappeared, the powers he had stolen returned to their original owners. Wenchang Star Lord finally gained full control of the world's literary spirit and no longer had to be replaced to steal people's thoughts. The faith in the sun that had been stolen for thousands of years was restored. Xihe God no longer had to keep himself dead to avoid being used by the Heavenly Lord. Kinoshita Saburo, who was left with only a royal robe, was no longer a weird evil god with five heads, but gradually regained his name as the God of Five Directions and once again became the God of Wealth worshipped by the people...
The melee between the officers and soldiers, Wei Yuan and others, and the rioters stopped unknowingly.
Even though many people were seriously injured and fell in a pool of blood, both sides still ignored their hatred for each other and just stared blankly at the swordsman Li Zhou in mid-air.
No one knew what she had done, but the changes in the energy of heaven and earth made everyone present realize that she was the cause of this change.
Swordsman Li Zhou gained everyone's attention as he wished, and Zhi Beiyou rose up on his own and stood beside her hand.
The sky suddenly brightened.
This dazzling light overshadowed the moonlight and the sunlight, and it was extremely hot and dazzling.
This light is very similar to the sword energy used by the swordsman Li Zhou, but it does not come from Zhi Beiyou, but from the sky itself.
Everyone was shocked and looked up cautiously with narrowed eyes.
I saw sword beams hanging down above the sky, like stars in the sky, emitting cold sword energy.
The sky was actually lit up by sword energy!
“Oh my god.”
"Is God going to kill us?"
"Why is that so?"
"Who can fight against the sky? It's over. Everything is over..."
People collapsed to the ground in despair, not understanding what they had done wrong and having to face the malice of heaven and earth again and again.
In front of Swordsman Li Zhou, the simulator popped up a new prompt:
[When Gongsun Ying found Zhi Beiyou, his sword path was taken away by this world. After absorbing the sword path, this world wanted to use this killing intention as the new heavenly way, and was unwilling to accept the way born from maternal love.]
【All living things depend on heaven and earth for their survival, so if heaven and earth despise all living things and want to destroy them, they don’t need anyone’s consent. However, all living things in the world want to live, and if heaven doesn’t allow it, they can only go against heaven.】
[The new heavenly way that embraces everything is ready to go. The heaven and earth can no longer tolerate it. In front of you, it indiscriminately targets all living beings in this world. As a sword cultivator, will you face the challenge and dance your last sword in the face of such a heaven? ]
Of course.
Swordsman Li Zhou thought, this is what suits my ascension.
Li Zhou recalled Gongsun Ying's swordsmanship, grasped Zhi Beiyou, and flew to a higher place.
People opened their eyes wide in astonishment, staring at the figure that was getting smaller and smaller. One man, one sword, was facing thousands of sharp sword beams alone.
"Swordsman, be careful!"
Someone shouted.
"It's no big deal if we all die together."
Some people were crying.
However, the figure ignored him and continued to fly higher, with a resolute posture and a straight back.
Gradually, everything became silent. No one spoke anymore and even their breathing became lighter.
In the dead silence, the swordsman hovered less than three feet below the sword light and slowly raised the hand holding the sword.
“Buzz!”
First, a sword beam was directed at the swordsman, and then countless sword beams began to tremble in unison.
“Buzz——!!!”
All the sword beams were pointed at the swordsman, and the trembling sound they made was chilling. The sword beams reflected the swordsman's sword, which was as cold and white as frost, with his brows and eyes solemn.
The next moment, all these faces showed miserable smiles, as if they had foreseen their own fate, but still had no regrets.
Even if they didn't see how the Heavenly Lord disappeared, how could the heaven and earth not know that the root cause lies with him.
Xue Jingzhen was a genius and daring enough to bring Him into this mortal world, giving the human race a glimmer of hope.
But the world is tired of these species that are always hurting each other, and wants to replace their world with a new batch of creatures.
This is the last chance for heaven and earth before the new Heavenly Dao is truly born.
Man wants to go against heaven, but heaven is also fighting for its own destiny and showing its determination to the master of the universe.
The countless sword beams that reflected the swordsmen's faces suddenly stopped trembling. Just as someone quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath, the sword beams moved.
Like a sudden rainstorm, violent and brutal, with the determination to never return, it rushed towards the swordsman in the center.
"ah."
People let out short screams, then covered their mouths tightly and swallowed the screams back into their throats, for fear of disturbing the swordsman.
Swordsman Li Zhou swings his sword.
It seemed like an ordinary sword, but there was only a sword energy like a rainbow flying higher.
"The swordsman has no defense..."
Someone murmured to himself, suddenly realizing something.
In mid-air, the moon-white robe fluttered, and the rain of swords instantly submerged the swordsman, and the snow-white sword light was stained with scarlet dots.
After being dyed red by blood, the blazing sword energy became light and fluttery, losing its sharpness one after another.
The rain of swords continued without stopping, and one after another rushed towards the swordsman, submerging the swordsman's figure. The blood continued to spread, making people suspect that her blood had run out.
Some people started crying and shouted, "Swordsman, come back."
However, the swordsman remained unmoved, and the world seemed to be the loser. It desperately gambled all its sword energy and rushed towards the swordsman again.
After Zhi Beiyou had struck out with his last sword, he took the initiative to protect his master. Then, with a sound of a silver bottle breaking, Zhi Beiyou's sword shattered.
The swordsman's figure disappeared completely, and the sword energy in the sky was completely dyed blood red.
The blood-red sword rain fell down without a trace of sharpness, as if there was a heavy snowfall that would never end.
The sky dimmed again, and no one knew where the swordsman's last sword was directed.
People only know that after this sword, there will never be another sword pointing at the common people in the world again.
…
In the bloody snow, the general and Wei Yuan looked at each other silently.
Behind Wei Yuan were many seriously injured and hungry rioters, and beside the general were the bodies of several of his comrades.
The swordsman single-handedly protected people from the great malice of heaven and earth, but those who survived still had to face each other's malice after they were able to catch their breath.
Everyone has something they want. The general must be loyal to the emperor, and Wei Yuan must plead for the people.
"I'm sorry, I can't let you through."
The Shenwu Army re-formed their battle array and stood in front of Wei Yuan and the others, looking at Wei Yuan as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
A divine sword with cracks all over its blade was inserted next to her hand. It was the Jiasui Sword.
Although the swordsman is gone, the sword that killed the king has already chosen its master.
Wei Yuan was at a loss.
She had never thought of regicide. Such a big thing should not be done by a small person like her.
She shook her head hesitantly, unwilling to touch the sword.
However, the next moment, the token of the Shenwu Army glowed faintly, and a convoy carrying artillery came rumbling from afar.
"Your Majesty has issued another order," the general said in a stagnant tone, "Rebellious officials and traitors will be killed without mercy."
A black cannon muzzle protruded from behind him, emitting the smell of sulfur, and the warhorse neighed uneasily.
The rioters retreated in panic, and the wounded were trampled into the mud. Gu Sheng and Wei Dutong shouted with all their might, trying to call for a ceasefire and calm the people.
Wei Yuan stared blankly at the dark muzzle of the gun, the tremendous power of these firearms flashing through her mind. She had always thought that these firearms would be used to fight evil spirits.
She was too young, and this was the first time she understood that something had to be done.
She finally pulled out the sword.
The emperor was on the march, with uneasy-looking soldiers behind him. Even the most ignorant person should know that now was not a good time to lead the army in person.
However, what no one knows is that now is also the best time for the extinct gods to be resurrected.
This is the ultimate that mortals can achieve in tens of millions of years.
The army's morale was in turmoil, and some soldiers fled one after another. Some were captured and executed on the spot according to the emperor's order.
This would undoubtedly cause a more terrible backlash, but the emperor seemed oblivious to the increasingly silent looks in the soldiers' eyes and continued to do as he pleased.
The imperial carriage sped towards Xizhou and soon met Wei Yuan who was holding the magic sword.
The emperor sat high on the dragon chariot, and the eunuch beside him asked sharply: "Since you are meeting the emperor, why don't you kneel?!"
Wei Yuan held on to his last glimmer of hope, looked into the emperor's eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I only ask for a way out for the people."
The emperor said: "I have been on the throne for twenty-one years. I have rectified the government and implemented virtuous policies. I have worked hard day and night and have never failed to govern. Now it is the people who have failed me, not me who have failed the people."
Wei Yuan took a few steps forward and said in near despair: "Your Majesty, do you dare to look back at your subjects? Have all the civil and military officials in the court let you down?"
Behind the emperor, the generals and soldiers looked numb and the accompanying civil servants were in tears.
The emperor said: "Those who abandon me, yesterday's day cannot be retained."
She didn't look back, her eyes were as cold as a frozen spring.
Looking at such an emperor, Wei Yuan was disheartened at first, but then his heart skipped a beat and an idea flashed in his mind.
The emperor was basically forcing everyone to commit regicide.
Why?
Wei Yuan didn't understand.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a burst of hurried horse hoofbeats, which came from the rear of the army. Everyone looked back and saw Pei Jizai with his official robe flying and his hair disheveled.
Everyone was cheered up and hope was rekindled in their hearts. If there was anyone in the world who could persuade the emperor to change his mind, it could only be the "Prime Minister" Pei Shanggong who had been with her since childhood.
It's just that she had been placed under house arrest for preventing the emperor from leading the army in person, and no one thought that she could escape in time.
Pei Jizai, wrapped in a blood-red snowflake, rushed to the dragon chariot and met the emperor's gaze.
"Your Majesty," she said in a deep voice under everyone's expectant gaze, "Since you must lead the army in person, why don't you bring me along?"
The civil and military officials were horrified and could not believe that Pei Jizai was here to add fuel to the fire.
No one noticed the emperor's pupils suddenly dilated and his jaw tightened.
"Drag him away." Her lips trembled and she uttered three words.
The attendant hesitated for a moment: "Your Majesty, are you talking about Pei Shanggong?"
"You all want to disobey my order?!" The emperor shouted without warning, then stood up from the dragon chariot and drew his sword towards the nearest attendant, "Drag her away! Who allowed her to leave the capital without permission? Behead them all!"
The attendant's legs went limp and he sat down on the ground. The civil and military officials breathed heavily. The soldiers looked at the emperor dimly, and no one answered.
She was really crazy, everyone reached a consensus in their hearts.
The loyal and devoted Palace Lady Pei had to suffer such an end. Who would dare to work for the Emperor?
Everyone's eyes turned to Pei Jizai, waiting to see her reaction. Would she leave in disappointment, or confess her loyalty?
However, Pei Jizai just smiled slightly, and then drew the sword from his waist.
"Wherever your majesty is, I will be there," she said. "If your majesty doesn't regret it, I won't regret it either."
The furious emperor suddenly calmed down, and then the veins on his forehead seemed to burst out. He ignored Pei Jizai, jumped off the dragon chariot with a ferocious face, and walked straight to Wei Yuan.
"Are you the master of the sword?"
"I dare not, I just borrow the magic sword to clear the way."
"Which way is it going?"
"I just want to survive."
The emperor sneered, raised his sword and said: "You all keep saying you dare not, but just want a way to live. Aren't you just cursing me for not giving you this way to live?"
She raised her chin and said contemptuously, "Now that you are in front of me, why do you need to pretend? Raise your sword!"
Wei Yuan tightened his grip on the sword, but took a step back.
The emperor was indeed seeking death.
She still didn't understand why, but she was determined to find a way to delay the matter.
Perhaps what the emperor wants to do doesn't have to be so tragic?
She opened her mouth and was about to speak when a sword flashed towards her.
Pei Jizai's face appeared in her astonished pupils.
No one expected that Pei Jizai would bypass the emperor and take action first.
Her swordsmanship was not that great, and even though Wei Yuan was caught off guard, she was able to catch it easily.
The spiritual power contained in the Jiasui Sword is extremely strong. Wei Yuan uses most of her energy on controlling the sword to avoid hurting Pei Jizai. She wants to find out the truth first and does not want to regret it for the rest of her life.
However, Pei Jizai pressed on step by step, saying arrogantly: "Don't underestimate Your Majesty, I, Pei Jizai, can kill you!"
Wei Yuan was a young man with a fierce spirit. He was forced to retreat dozens of steps. Unable to bear it any longer, he knocked her sword away with one sword and threw her several feet away with his backhand.
She turned back to look for the emperor again, but heard Pei Jizai shouting sadly behind her: "I am your opponent!"
The next moment, a gorgeous sword inlaid with jewels stabbed at her.
Being attacked by surprise, Wei Yuan subconsciously raised his sword to block. With a clang, the gorgeous sword broke at the touch of a sword. The magic sword continued to move forward, and the blade scratched the neck of its owner.
“Puff.”
The blood-red snow blurred Wei Yuan's vision, making it impossible for her to tell the color of the splashing liquid.
Pei Jizai stumbled to his feet, but fell down again, unable to catch the falling figure in time.
"His Majesty--"
"Dang." The sword in Wei Yuan's hand fell to the ground, and he stared blankly at the blood-stained emperor.
Pei Jizai rolled and crawled on his knees to the emperor's side, and tremblingly pressed the wound on her neck.
"No, it's okay." The emperor raised his hand with difficulty and touched Pei Jizai's fingertips, then his arm fell back weakly.
She opened her eyes and stared at the sky, as if it was her last look before death, seeing a scene in the infinite distance.
“Ding, ding, ding——”
The soldiers' weapons fell to the ground one after another, and they stared at the scene in a daze. The emperor died just like that, killed in a sinister sneak attack, completely reaping what he sowed.
The ministers stood there in a trance, some felt relieved, while others burst into tears.
Pei Jizai looked at the wound that couldn't be healed, and suddenly leaned over and said, "I'll take you to see the imperial physician."
Many years ago, the unfavored second princess fell seriously ill and it was she who carried her to the Imperial Hospital for treatment.
This time, it will definitely work.
Pei Jizai tried to carry the emperor on her back, but the slippery blood caused her body to slip again and again.
Wei Yuan closed his eyes and said reluctantly: "Your Majesty has..."
A raging fire interrupted her words and caused the soldiers and ministers to shout in panic.
The emperor's blood seeped into the ground and ignited the earth. Flames rose up, bringing a magnificent light to the dark world.
The flames spread rapidly, as if the whole world had become a furnace. People fled in fear, but were soon surprised to find that the flames would not harm them. It would only cause the collapse of countless temples standing on the land and burn all the way to the sky along the shadows that flew into the sky.
People shuddered and remembered the nursery rhyme.
"Emperor Yang draws blood, the heaven and earth are the furnace, and nature is the great smelter, changing with each passing day."
Sect leader Li Zhou stared intently at the object that appeared in front of him. It looked like a sword with the word "Sui" written on the blade, but the hilt was a ring hanging in the air. As time passed, it rotated around the ring.
Li Zhou looked at it for a long time and suddenly realized that this "Sui" sword was the hand of a clock.
She was impressed by her own wisdom, and joyfully reached out her hand to grasp the sword.
It seemed like an extremely long time had passed, but it also seemed like just a moment. Li Zhou blinked and found himself sitting in a dim theater.
A ticket floated out of the simulator and landed in her outstretched hand. She leaned forward to take a look and saw the name of the show written on the ticket -
Ask the Moon
Isn’t this the stage play ticket that Shizuka gave to herself?
Li Zhou seemed to be thinking about something.
At this moment, a low and soothing flute sound rang in her ears, and a beam of light lit up on the stage. In the beam of light, a dancer wearing a phoenix crown and a flowing silk scarf on her shoulders appeared.
She is standing on a lotus, holding a jade sceptre in her hand. Beside her is a white rabbit, standing upright on its hind legs like a human, holding a pestle in its front paws, and pounding medicine with its head lowered.
Li Zhou's eyes fell on the dancer, puzzled as to why she looked so familiar, just like... just like his mother.
The dancer dances with the Jade Rabbit under the lights. Her steps are mysterious and her posture is agile, as if she will fly away with the wind at any time.
As she danced, two ribbons emitting soft light appeared in her hands, and the flying ribbons made her figure even more ethereal.
Baby Li Zhou looked at the flying ribbons and suddenly started, as if he was reminded of something. He put down the roasted tentacles in his hand and looked at Xuan Yangzi opposite him.
There were flames all around, and black Tai Sui flesh granules were constantly emerging from Xuan Yangzi's body under his ragged yellow clothes. They melted like asphalt and seeped into the ground beneath his feet.
As Tai Sui continued to fill the earth, the ground that was cracked by the flames closed up again, and the heaven and earth achieved a delicate balance between collapse and repair.
Xuan Yangzi should have been in great pain, but with a smile on his face, he kept cutting the tentacles of Tianzun into strips and throwing them on the smoking grill to roast.
Baby Li Zhou looked at the roasted tentacles, smelled the fragrant aroma, and almost forgot what he was going to say. When he lowered his head, Sect Leader Li Zhou saw the ribbon in the dancer's hand again, and then he came back to his senses.
"Where is mother?" Li Zhou frowned uneasily, staring at Xuan Yangzi without blinking.
Xuan Yangzi's forehead was covered with hot sweat from the grill. Hearing this question, which might make Li Zhou lose control if he couldn't answer it well, he said nonchalantly: "Why are you looking for your mother? You are so old and you still stick to your mother every day. You have no shame."
Baby Li Zhou was stunned.
"I just want to stick to my mother..." She said weakly, her shoulders drooping. She was such a sensible baby, so she naturally knew that the child had grown up and it was time for him to learn to live on his own.
She was like a normal child, wavering between being attached to her mother and having to learn to be independent as she grew up. However, she turned a blind eye to the blood-red flames around her, nor did she care about Xuan Yangzi's falling skin or the pitch-black Tai Sui that kept gushing out of her body.
She only knew how a daughter should care about her mother, but she didn't know how ordinary people should react when seeing these scenes.
Baby Li Zhou finished eating the roasted tentacles while feeling distressed. Finally, he made up his mind to continue practicing and complete the last task to ascend.
Anyway, she has the paper cranes of the God of Joy, so she can go home anytime when she misses her mother. So now she should just do her own thing.
"Master." Xuan Yangzi's skin was almost gone, and his flesh melted into the ground. When Li Zhou stood up, he opened the half of his mouth that had not yet disappeared, and called her one last time, "If you miss mother, just look at the moon."
Li Zhou watched her sink into the ground little by little, being swallowed by the land, and nodded and said, "I know."
A smile appeared in Xuan Yangzi's eyes as he turned around and looked at Li Zhou.
Li Zhou returned to the room and started meditating.
Lines of spiritual energy formed vortices and poured in from the top of her head, and the ascension progress bar reached the top in an instant.
Thousands of rays of light descended from the sky, and a series of phantom figures with hunched backs and flutes in their hands stretched out long and thin fingers from the rays of light and held up a little baby wearing a bellyband.
The baby closed his eyes, curled up, and murmured, "Mom, I'm leaving."
She didn't know that her mother had been waiting for her in heaven.
Xuan Yangzi took one last look at her, and everything in front of him fell into complete darkness.
Only half of the face was left, and all the skin fell off, and all the Tai Sui were buried in the earth.
In the dim theater, the dancers have changed from one person and one rabbit to a group.
On the wide stage, dancers with different postures are dancing the same way.
Some are like squirming colloids, some are swollen and seem to burst at any time, some have jagged bones, some are like spiders, goats, and fishmen, and some are like spiral beams, gray tentacles, and huge branches...
These indescribable creatures that crisscross the universe and have become terrifying nightmares in different eras and worlds have become dancers of this performance because of the tickets in Li Zhou's hands.
The length of the performance is determined by the only audience member.
Li Zhou sat in the best viewing area of the auditorium, holding his chin lazily, nodding his head to the beautiful flute music, and soon fell into a doze.
For her, it was just a short break from watching, but for those indescribable things that were still dancing, it was a hopeless long sleep.
Some dancers couldn't help but glance at the Sui Sword that Li Zhou placed aside. Sui means time, and Sui Sword is the sword of time.
The simultaneous return of Tai Sui and Sui Xing means that the time of a world has reached the most precise moment. The Sui Sword that is born at this time contains the power to kill gods, which is this precise time.
Even if a mortal obtains this sword, he can banish the gods outside of time. The gods who are not in time will naturally become dead in the mortal world.
And now, it is He who holds the Sword of Years.
The dancer trembled and looked away, not daring to look again. The God of Thieves had disappeared, and no one dared to steal the sword from His hand.
None of the gods could know what a terrifying scene it would be when he woke up from his nap and wielded the Sword of Years.
They only know that the Sword of Years is here, and they can only dance tirelessly in this theater forever, just to please the God of Gods.
world.
The bloody snow is still falling, and the crimson fire has not stopped. The raging flames will burn the mysterious shadow hidden in the corner. The sky and the earth are burning red. Although the flames will not hurt any living beings, the heaven and earth are melting in this eternal flames. How can all living things survive?
People were terrified and subconsciously knelt on the ground and prayed to the gods according to their previous customs.
However, no matter whether they were righteous gods or evil gods, good gods or bad gods, any one of them responded.
It seemed as if overnight, the gods disappeared from this world.
People remember that their ancestors were able to build their current homes with their own hands.
Buckets of well water, basins of river water, and streams of spring water were all used to try to direct them into the flames in an attempt to extinguish them.
One bucket of ordinary water cannot extinguish it, so what about a hundred buckets, a thousand buckets, or even tens of thousands of buckets?
People have changed from believing in God to believing in themselves.
Under the corridor, fortune teller Li Zhou looked up at the falling snow. He felt sad when he thought that except for the half-demon Li Zhou, all the real body and the vest had left.
She looked up at the blood-colored moon, and suddenly something occurred to her. She untied the wine bag from her waist and poured half of it towards the moon.
Mother, let me buy you a drink.
Then, holding the wine bag, she walked leisurely into the snow, drinking, and continued her new journey.
Behind her, the wine flowed into ditches, into streams, and into rivers and seas.
In the four directions of heaven and earth, the raging flames gradually subsided and the flying snowflakes lost their blood color.
The cold full moon emerged, and like the many disappeared gods, it had lost its mysterious color and no longer had the power to calm people's hearts.
However, when people look up at the moon, the image of their mother always appears unconsciously in their mind. When they think of their mother, their hearts are filled with courage, the courage to face the world.
In the theater, the dancer with the Jade Rabbit was still dancing under the pursuit of the light beam. Beside Him, many indescribable people were silently humming His name: "Taiyin, Taiyin..."
A new heavenly way has been born, and Taiyin’s thousands of years of planning has finally succeeded.
Although he, like them, was trapped in this exile place with no past and no future, waiting for the moment when the Supreme Lord woke up and made the final judgment...
In the dimly lit auditorium, Li Zhou stretched, changed his posture and continued to nap.
She dreamed again, in which Jingzhen held her hand and took her to meet new friends.
"But I already have a good friend like you."
“But I have to go out of town for work.”
"Can't we meet later?"
"It's too far. I don't think it's possible."
"ah."
"Don't worry, you'll like your new friend."
"Nonsense, my favorite friend is only Shizuma."
"Okay, okay, then let her be your second favorite friend."
"what does she do?"
"She is still a student, majoring in archaeology."
"What's her name?"
"Well, you'll know when you see it."
A beam of bright white light suddenly hit Li Zhou's eyelids, and then a chaotic noise came to his ears, which made Li Zhou's last bit of sleepiness disappear.
She raised her head in confusion, wanting to see who was so uncultured as to disturb other people's sweet dreams.
“This Buddhist temple that experienced the heavenly fire was unexpectedly buried underground and is still intact today.”
“Many records of mysterious stories disappeared after the sky fire. Perhaps we can get a glimpse of the reasons why they suddenly disappeared through this Buddhist temple.”
"Wait, something is moving, it's alive, there's something alive underground!!!"
"Shh, don't scare her." A pair of soft hands picked up Li Zhou. Li Zhou left the dark cave and came into the sunshine. He subconsciously shook his tail and was slapped by his big tail. He suddenly realized that he seemed to be a... little fox.
Li Zhou blinked slowly and said "oh" in her heart. She remembered that she was waiting for the monk in Ciyu Temple to cook for her. She wanted to go out after eating, but she accidentally fell asleep while waiting.
Hey, where did she sleep?
Li Zhou looked left and right, and heard a sound of people gasping for air, mixed with discussions such as "Wow, so cute" and "No way, you were scared like that by such a small fox."
Finally, Li Zhou remembered to raise her head and look at the person who was holding her. The person was wearing a green short-sleeved shirt, had a Taoist-style bun, had a pair of fox eyes, and looked somewhat familiar.
"Why do I feel like I've seen you somewhere?" The man held her with one hand, touched her head, and said with a puzzled look.
Li Zhou looked down and saw a temporary pass tucked into her chest with her name written on it.
【Tunghai University】
[Name: Zhongli Sui]
【Student ID: 302503145】
【Major: Archaeology】
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