Chapter 155: Colosseum
Yan You's fingers were covered with thick calluses from pen scratches, and they felt really rough when he touched Liu Wei's face.
Liuwei tried to break free from the hand of "another self" quite embarrassedly, but was pushed back by Yan You's strong hand. In the end, he could only let this guy grope around.
He couldn't help but think in confusion, he knew that the situation of "another self" was not very good, but he didn't expect it to be so bad. It was still another "self". He could sense Yan You's emotions, which was a kind of scrutinizing measure and suppressed suspicion. Even though Yan You's soul recognized himself first, his body was still hesitating.
A dark light flashed in Liuwei's eyes.
He has the memories of "Yan You", although with his reincarnation, the current "Yan You" has become a little strange to him.
But Liuwei still knew the background and consequences of the identity of "Yan You".
"Yan You" was reincarnated twice, the first time in the Saint Town of Nanzhou, and the second time in the Zhongzhou Palace. The running-in between his soul and the body brought about by the second reincarnation made him suffer but also gained special abilities. Finally, relying on his talent, he seized the throne and became emperor in the undercurrent-surging capital of Zhongzhou.
Things should have been understood at this point, just like in the story book, with a happy ending.
But it is obvious that under the flow of time in this strange world, everything will slide uncontrollably into the abyss.
Yan You’s current situation is a good example.
Liuwei sighed.
These "brothers" really have a tragic fate.
He leaned forward slightly, allowing Yan You to make a confirmation gesture. One hand silently touched Yan You's wrist and pressed the blood vessel skillfully. The blood was surging, and the beating pulse under his fingers was reassuring.
Yan You pursed his lips and finally confirmed that what was in front of him was neither an illusion nor a fantasy, but the person he had been waiting for for many years had finally come to him.
There were endless voices in his ears. The emperor, who was supposed to be a lonely man sitting on a high platform, raised his lips slightly and revealed a shy smile.
The past Kirin emperors dressed in gorgeous robes surrounded him one after another, blowing air into his ears with a smile.
"It's useless, it's useless, you know that, don't you?"
"Sooner or later, you will become me, become us, and become part of us."
"This is not a bad thing. If we work together, we will be able to realize your dream."
"Please accept us. Your ideal harmonious society is just around the corner!"
Yan You obediently handed his wrist to the miracle doctor in front of him.
It was a rare moment for him to show a lively side beyond his imperial majesty. He rolled up his sleeves like a child, held his chin with his hand, and stared at Liuwei.
He was serious at the moment, not thinking about anything, his mind was blank.
Waiting patiently for the miracle doctor's treatment.
Then he obediently swallowed the pill that was stuffed into his mouth.
***
Under the high platform, the ministers were very sensible and did not look up at the emperor. Everyone could see the turmoil in the court of Zhongzhou capital.
They were just concentrating on watching the discussion and Dharma meeting below.
Only the Liuwei family, whose family members were brought to the high platform, were quite worried.
Octopus held the nervous Gu Dingbang in one hand and Shi Yuan who was looking at the stage in the other, just like three poor left-behind children who were worried about their parents.
The gongs and drums of the Tianshi Division had already sounded, and the discussion and ceremony were proceeding in an orderly manner.
Kuixing, the eldest disciple of Taoism, scratched his back with great force, leaving three deep bloody marks on his neck. However, he did not care and just looked up at the sky for a moment.
He licked the corner of his lips with his tongue, and under the watchful eyes of people, he took out a bundle from his arms.
Kuixing knelt on the ground and spread out the things. He saw that the cloth bag was covered with bloodstained torture instruments.
Kuixing's trembling hands fumbled and selected the torture instruments. He had practiced using each instrument since childhood and they were stained with all kinds of blood. He could tell the details of each bloodstain. Finally, his hand stopped on a slender blade.
This knife was given to him by the old Taoist priest, and it was also this first knife that brought him pain.
Kuixing picked up the knife.
There were already celestial officials approaching him, but Kuixing turned a deaf ear to them.
He, countless Taoists, and various cultivators can now appear here. Could it be that it is really as those people under the platform guessed, that they have been lying dormant for centuries and spent all their strength to successfully conceal the truth?
What a bunch of idiots.
The blood-red blade stood in front of Kuixing's eyes, and the slight reflection reflected Kuixing's profile.
But Kuixing didn't blame them. They were just a group of ordinary people who had no chance to become immortals. How could they understand the greatness of the gods? How could they understand the power of the high and mighty Qilin false god? They were just a group of termites that could be easily crushed!
They were able to successfully hold the ceremony, successfully transport weapons, and be complacent about their own strategies, but it was nothing more than...
——Qilin just doesn’t care.
Kuixing took one last look at the sky.
Just like his God.
They are just tools in an unimaginable fight.
"You——" The nearby Jiantiansi frowned and was about to stop the Taoist priest.
It was common sense that the mysterious monk was a little bit weird. Perhaps he just forgot that he was still in the Dao Discussion Meeting and suddenly went crazy...
The Sky Monitor raised his head slightly, and raindrops fell from the sky above.
Things did not always go as planned. Even though the Heavenly Supervisor had already started performing rituals, the rain still started to fall.
He lowered his head, wanting to stop Kuixing again, but his pupils suddenly shrank.
"puff--"
A blood flower bloomed from the air, a round sphere flew past Jian Tiansi's horrified face, and another sphere fell at Jian Tiansi's feet.
Kuixing actually gouged out his own eyes with a knife!
“How dare you!” Jian Tiansi suddenly pulled out the sword from his bone, crushed the eyeball at his feet, and rushed forward.
But suddenly, the Sky Supervisor shook, and then something exploded, and flesh and blood splattered in all directions like fireworks.
For a moment, the venue was suddenly silent.
Kuixing staggered open his empty eye sockets, and finally looked up at the platform where the Qilin Emperor was.
Something was looking at him!
The Sky Supervisor at the entrance of the Imperial City tensed his body, stepped back slightly, and carefully made way for someone.
The Taoists rushed into the imperial city in silence.
There was blood everywhere and broken bodies everywhere.
Kuixing has completely lost his temper.
The stone slab was covered with flesh and blood.
There are so many that even the blood stains cannot be washed off.
Many mysterious monks who had no idea what was going on were all shocked. They tried to avoid Kuixing's slaughter in the limited space and cursed: "Damn it! Why are you killing me?"
With the influx of gray-robed Taoists, various bloody scenes are escalating.
Gu Dingbang wanted to go down to help, but as soon as he moved his feet, the cold eyes of the Heaven Supervisor had already swept over him: "Please do not interfere with the discussion meeting."
The ministers who were gathered under the platform were all unable to move. Under the cold gaze of the Astronomical Supervisor, they sat upright in their seats, their faces growing paler.
He looked up at the platform irritably, but the Qilin Emperor at the top was just resting with his eyes closed.
Could it be that he is really ignorant and this is the way of thinking in a big country?
At this moment, the number of people in the venue continued to decrease.
The Taoists who had originally assisted Kuixing sat cross-legged in a pool of blood, one by one, with their eyes closed, as if they were silently reciting something.
A ringing sound came from somewhere, so sharp and piercing that it seemed to be able to penetrate the skin and into the human soul!
There was finally movement on the high platform, and Shen Yu flew down.
The sword in his spine confronts Kuixing.
Kuixing, the Taoist disciple who originally looked like a decent person, now had his Taoist robe stained blood red. The Golden Money Sword was inserted into his waist and abdomen, stabbing out his flesh and blood. His dark eye sockets were accurately locked on Chen Yu.
A dense drizzle began to fall from the sky.
***
Han Zhang had never felt so panicked before.
Damn it! He knew that the damn Dao Sect was unreliable! A bunch of slaves of the gods! They would go crazy at any time!
This was not their original plan!
***The sect crosses the river and destroys the bridge!
Han Zhang's sweat had soaked his back. He tried hard to suppress his trembling hands. He glanced at the doctors around the emperor and managed to calm down. Those crazy Taoists were unreliable, but the Jinyiwei had no history of crazy behavior. They were professionals trained by the Nanzhou Dynasty.
The doctor has succeeded, and it would be good if the Taoist sect could step forward to temporarily block the wrath of the Qilin Emperor for them, delay time, and wait for the poison to take effect.
Han Zhang managed to calm himself down and didn't notice that Liu Wei glanced at him after he looked away, with such precise timing that it seemed as if he could see his movements.
Liuwei picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of strong tea. He lowered his head and sniffed it.
The taste is so strong that I think one glass would last me three days and three nights.
The tea swirls in the cup.
Chen Yu was thrown out suddenly, and his bone sword fell to the ground. He lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. It was the Buddhist disciple from Nanzhou who reached out and helped him up.
Shen Yu whispered a thank you.
He doesn't care if the Buddhists don't take action.
He raised his head in embarrassment, squinted at the magic circle that the Taoists had set up, and gestured to a sky-monitoring official.
Kuixing did not pursue, but just made a Taoist seal while surrounded by the Taoists, and then suddenly tore open his clothes, revealing his scarred chest. He picked up the tools, cut open his chest in full view of everyone, and took out his heart and lungs.
Following his movements, the Taoist priests around him fell one after another. At this moment, the ministers on the high platform realized that this was a magic circle. Many of them could not sit still at all: "Your Majesty - we must not let them go!"
All kinds of sounds fell into Yan You's ears, but he just closed his eyes and rested.
The excited ministers did not notice at all that the architectural structure of the Dharma Assembly here was like a siege that surrounded everyone inside, and it also looked like an arena.
Tears oozed from Kuixing's eyes, and then his head suddenly drooped down, as if he had lost consciousness. But the extremely strange thing was that his body was still upright and did not fall down.
His body seemed to have its own consciousness. He folded his hands backwards and turned ninety degrees. His body slowly hunched over and the clothes on his body completely slipped off.
“This is——” Shen Yu, who was paying close attention to Kuixing’s movements, narrowed his eyes.
I saw a face revealed on the scarred back. The face had curved eyebrows, muscular body, and upturned corners of the mouth, with a surprisingly friendly look. If anyone had seen the highest leader of Taoism, they would be able to blurt out the name of this face at this moment.
——Old Taoist Priest!
Kuixing pulled his legs back, and the old Taoist's face suddenly popped out as if it had consciousness, and flesh and blood popped out like a tumor. After Kuixing lowered his head, another head popped out. The old Taoist used Kuixing's hands to break open the heart that Kuixing had taken out and took out a copper bell from it.
It is the most precious treasure of Taoism! The Soul-Calling Bell!
"The soul comes and goes——"
The old Taoist shouted loudly, so sharp and piercing!
What was even more frightening was that the corpses of the Taoist priests around him also opened their mouths and responded loudly.
One after another, the Taoist priests stood up and ran towards the old Taoist priest.
Just at this moment.
A golden wall suddenly rose from the wall of the Dharma Assembly and suddenly surrounded the entire Dharma Assembly venue in an instant.
The old Taoist priest was still singing and dancing, his slightly narrowed eyes falling on the wall. He saw that countless sky monitors seemed to have made preparations in advance and activated magic circles, trapping them in this circle.
The Qilin Emperor finally opened his eyes.
The rain seemed to be getting heavier, and a wind started to blow from nowhere.
“——”
Golden smoke rose from all directions of the wall, and the raindrops falling in the spreading golden smoke seemed to stop at that moment.
The emperor stood with his hands behind his back in the air.
The jade horns on his forehead sparkled in the smoke, and his cloud-like beard grew out along with the scales.
The pure golden eyes looked down coldly!
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