Chapter 230 It turns out that she fell in love with the same person from the beginning to the end!
When the Demon Lord Qingyue perished in the crimson lotus fire, the rebels under the Cloud Palace cheered:
"The tyrant is dead! The world of immortal cultivation can finally regain its glory!"
"Burning her to death would be too easy for her. Let's record her atrocities in history books and let her be nailed to the pillar of shame, to be cursed by future generations for thousands of years!"
Those voices floated into the ears of Immortal Lord Zhuohua. He snorted coldly, and the phoenix flames suddenly shot up into the sky. In an instant, this hypocritical world of immortal cultivation and those rebels were burned to ashes.
However, the Immortal Lord Zhuohua's act of forcibly changing his fate against the will of heaven went against his original mission, and he eventually turned into a remnant soul, sleeping in Dongfang Qi's body.
“Master…”
Lin Qingyue choked up, "So, am I still wrong? I hindered your original mission and caused you to lose half your soul, preventing you from regaining your Divine Phoenix identity. Later, you even defied the will of heaven and changed your disciple's fate, ending up like this."
"You are not wrong." Zhuohua Immortal Lord's tone was still gentle, as if he would always dote on his disciple at all times.
"Those hypocrites who deceive the world and steal reputation are always wrong. No matter what time, just follow your heart and do what you want. Master will always support you."
Lin Qingyue's tears rolled down her cheeks. "But Master, what are you going to do? How can I save you? What should I do to get you back?"
Zhuo Hua Xianjun gently shook his head: "You don't have to do anything. In this life, enjoy your life well and don't carry too many shackles. Master hopes that you can be yourself again, be the carefree, free and easy-going little girl you were back then."
"Yueyue, look—" He raised his hand and pointed, "Look, he's waiting for you. Whether it's Azhuo or Dongfangqi, they will protect you and love you on behalf of Master."
The sea of clouds in front of us rolled and slowly gathered into the shape of a cloud rising from the east.
But when Lin Qingyue turned around to look for her master again, he had disappeared without a trace.
“Master!”
Lin Qingyue woke up from her dream and suddenly sat up from the chaise longue.
The surrounding scene turned back into the guest room in reality. The master was gone, and only Dongfang Qi was lying on the bed next to him. He had just opened his eyes, and memories from the dream still lingered in his dark eyes.
He called out softly, "Yueyue."
Lin Qingyue looked at him blankly: "Are you Dongfang Qi, or Ah Zhuo?"
Dongfang Qi sat up slowly. His past life experiences and present life memories merged together, causing some confusion and making his head ache.
He rubbed his forehead, feeling confused. "I'm Dongfangqi, but I also seem to have another name. In my dream, you called me Ah Zhuo. I seemed to see the time we spent together in our past lives, and also the scene of us being reduced to ashes together in the sea of fire."
"But sometimes, I seem to hear you calling me Master. I don't know who I am now. Which one of my past life and this life is the real me?"
He didn't know, but Lin Qingyue already knew everything:
"You are Dongfang Qi, my lover from my previous life, and my master's incarnation. It's all you, it turns out... it's all you!"
This time, she took the initiative to hug Dongfang Qi, and the tears from the corners of her eyes fell on his neck, burning hot.
The master left, but left Azhuo and Dongfang Qi for her.
It turned out that they were the same person. It turned out that she had fallen in love with the same person from the beginning to the end!
Dongfang Qi put his arms around her waist, as if he was holding a lost treasure.
"No matter what happened in your past life, I will always be by your side in this life."
His voice was gentle and soft, carrying the master's deepest love, lingering in my ears.
Lin Qingyue hugged him tighter: "Okay, we will be fine in this life."
Ever since the assassination, the temple has issued strict orders to track down the assassin.
Luocheng was placed under martial law, and even the worship ceremony at the temple square was temporarily cancelled. The entire Guifang Kingdom was plunged into panic.
Even after a full month, the assassin was still not found, and no one even knew where he came from.
The Archbishop did not care about this.
Catching the assassin was just a bluff. What he wanted to confirm was whether the assassin was still in Luocheng and whether he would cause trouble again.
It goes without saying that someone who could even kill Zheng Linggui must be extremely powerful.
But why did the other party let me go?
Didn't you really see that this two-headed snake had two lives?
Or maybe, in the battle with Zheng Linggui, he was seriously injured and unable to fight him anymore?
After a month of searching, the archbishop finally concluded that the second possibility was most likely.
Otherwise, there was no reason for the woman who could easily chop off one of his snake heads to let him go.
Unless she is unable to protect herself, she may even have been seriously injured and died.
So the archbishop, who had been hiding in the temple for a month, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In addition, the fight with Lin Qingyue that night made him realize that there are always people better than you.
I can no longer just indulge in pleasure like before. I must work hard to cultivate and absorb more of the power of faith. I must make myself stronger so that I won't be killed so easily.
Relying on one's own practice is too slow and naturally not enough. Relying on the power of faith is the best shortcut!
It just so happened that the top floor of the temple was severely damaged and needed a large amount of gold and silver to repair it. So he might as well take the opportunity of the repair to change the face of the statue into his own image.
From then on, he would be the God of Guiyuan, accepting the power of faith on behalf of Zheng Linggui.
"Archbishop, His Majesty has sent someone to inquire whether the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods in three days can be held as scheduled?"
The grand ceremony of worshipping the gods is the most grand sacrificial ceremony of Guiyuan Sect.
When the grand ceremony was held every year, the emperor would lead all civil and military officials to pay homage in person.
People from all over the country will put aside all worldly affairs and concentrate on worship.
Those with sincere hearts traveled thousands of miles to gather at the temple in Luocheng.
In the past few days, due to the martial law in Luocheng, many believers who came from other places early have blocked the outside of the city.
If this ceremony is cancelled, it may discourage the enthusiasm of the believers.
In addition, this kind of ceremony has many believers and is sincere, making it the most suitable for absorbing the power of faith.
After thinking for a moment, the Archbishop was unwilling to give up this great opportunity, so he ordered his men:
"Go and report to His Majesty that this year's grand ceremony will proceed as scheduled. Starting tomorrow, martial law will be lifted, allowing believers from outside the city to enter the city in an orderly manner. Guards will be on duty to maintain order. Additionally, renovations to the top-floor hall will be temporarily suspended, with the focus on repairing the statues in the temple square and the first-floor hall."
"yes!"
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