Chapter 173 Finale Part 3
The whole audience was silent.
No one, not even the people in the academy, had ever imagined that one day their teachers would be able to stand there and talk to them.
In Zhongzhou, what building is enough to shock people to the extreme? What building is enough to make countless people look up? What building has a long history and is unforgettable?
In Zhongzhou, there is only the Qilin Palace.
At this moment, countless people gathered in front of the palace tower and looked up in horror, seeing a huge golden Qilin sitting behind the city wall, with its pure golden hair and beard floating and drifting under the sky, like the branches of a new world. Compared with the extremely terrifying Qilin a dozen days ago, the Qilin at this moment only had magnificent majesty.
Under the Qilin’s beard is the world-famous evil god who lived thousands of years ago.
Although the devilish appearance is blurry at the moment, it is enough to attract people's attention, making it almost impossible to control the pursuit of the gaze and devote all one's attention to it.
Everyone is looking forward to him casting his gaze upon the world and shedding his supreme brilliance.
Facts have proved that he is indeed like that. He is a weird god who has existed for thousands of years and possesses countless profound and magical skills. He has seen gods walking on the earth, seen gods disappear from the world, and has also watched people struggle in the sea of suffering for thousands of years.
Then, this scholar, this jade-like ghost, walked down from the sky, covered in brilliant light, looking down with gentle eyes.
He said, “There is no distinction in teaching.”
The exploding ghosts now have a brand new path, and the practitioners who have been harmed by the sects no longer have to have their hearts and livers dug out.
Those who had seen it raised their heads, and those who had not seen it also raised their heads. Those who had received favors raised their heads, and those who had not received favors also raised their heads. Those who came from afar raised their heads, and those who were at the foot of the imperial city also raised their heads.
People raised their heads, ghosts raised their heads, and monsters raised their heads.
They looked at the slender and graceful figure, tilted their heads slightly, and listened to His words, His way.
The whole audience was silent.
The capital of Zhongzhou is a city wall that has been built over millions of years. From the beginning, it has been a bustling city with a lively atmosphere. The emperor at that time liked to walk on the streets and feel the noisy atmosphere. As time passed, Zhongzhou became larger and larger, with more and more residents, and more and more voices remained here.
Perhaps this is the quietest moment in thousands of years, without a doubt. Countless people are crowded in the streets, and on the roofs of houses lined up one after another, a few guards in the uniforms of the Ministry of Astronomy appear from time to time, also looking in the distance in the direction of the tall Qilin.
At this moment, perhaps even the sound of a needle falling can be heard.
Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath nervously.
What was He going to say? With such a big scene, it must be an extremely shocking piece of news, right? Why didn't He say anything yet?
Yes, why hasn’t He spoken yet?
Everyone thought so.
The people on the towering city walls and under the true form of the Qilin that reached into the clouds had the same thought.
Why doesn't he speak?
The scholar thought so.
He wanted to speak, but what could he say?
In his blurry eyes, countless people formed a stagnant ocean. The scholar always had a strange illusion that if he said something shocking at this moment, this stagnant ocean would boil directly in an instant.
"..." The scholar's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his thick long eyelashes fell.
Why did things turn out like this?
He knew someone needed to say something here, and he also knew that this matter was important.
Today he was supposed to take a good tour of the capital of Zhongzhou with his mother who had come from afar, introduce her to the prosperity and beauty of the capital, and then take time out to come and listen to the speech here.
Even when he stood here, he still hadn't reacted. Why did things turn out like this?
He seemed to see his mother out of the corner of his eye. The person next to him should be Cong Xin, but the scholar could not see them clearly. He could only see a few fuzzy blocks of color. Those blocks of color seemed to be twisting with joy, with an excited look as if to say "hurry up and speak".
Why is he here.
Congxin, do you have any idea?
The scholar thought with gritted teeth.
He wanted to speak out to stop it, but in such a grand occasion, he could also imagine what would happen after he spoke out. After the scholar realized that he could not return to his original world, his only thought now was to become a "teacher of the world" and teach the knowledge he had mastered to let more ideas infect more people.
The scholar wants to change the world, and he is working hard for it. If he stops now, it will be a huge blow to his ideal.
He couldn't help but sigh slightly. Although he couldn't see his disciples, they must be everywhere in the "sea of people" at this moment, staring at him with shining eyes.
Although the scholar could never see his disciples clearly, his vision was extremely blurry and he could not tell anyone clearly, but this also meant that anyone could be his disciple or anyone could become his disciple.
To disappoint future disciples is definitely not the scholar's style!
Since people have been put on the spot, then, as a teacher, he should teach the people under the wall some strange knowledge. Even though it is quite fantastic, if we take a step back, how can it not be considered new knowledge? How can it not be the source of his talent "the fragrance of peaches and plums"?
If the scholar wants to grab something, he must grab a big one.
So, the scholar coughed lightly and said, "This matter started from the beginning of time, when countless catastrophes descended and tormented all living beings..."
The person on the stage was talking eloquently, relying on the fact that he was a "first-timer" to make up stories everywhere, but the people below were listening with great interest, almost unwilling to blink. They did not want to miss any scene of the scholar, nor did they want to close their ears. They also did not want to miss any knowledge point, and were eagerly grabbing the history from thousands of years ago.
The god on the stage is the famous "Strange Scholar God" who has lived for tens of thousands of years and teaches all scholars. How can there be any "fake" in him?
[It is said that no one can imagine things they have never seen. You have explained all these "primeval times", "great catastrophes", and "the supreme path" one by one. Anyone who sees this will say that you, a scholar, are a true god! You have said it all, so you must have seen it! No objection will be accepted!
Your morality has been greatly reduced! Your rage has been rising! Your reputation is reaching its peak!
Congratulations, you eloquent speaker! 】
[The simulator is constantly searching——]
[Simulators are constantly evolving——]
[Congratulations on receiving the title "Teacher of the World: You are the most supreme teacher in everyone's heart. What? What did you teach to earn this status? Don't worry about it! Just respect me!"]
"The strange scholar preached in the imperial city, teaching the world the method of cultivating immortals. The scholar adhered to the concept of teaching everyone. Everyone can listen, and everyone can cultivate immortals!"
As soon as this statement came out, it instantly swept across all continents, and the old monsters hidden in countless states could not help but come out in full force. Although the scholar rarely took action, the academy created by him was something that shocked the world. Its development speed was almost on par with the Jinyiwei in Nanzhou, which made even ghosts tremble with fear.
The first day's lecture was simply about the "primeval times" and the secret history of millions of years ago, but after one day, there was a second day, a third day, a fourth day... It is said that the preaching will continue until the seventh day, and on the seventh day, the scholar will teach the method of becoming a god!
This secret word is circulated among many religious sects, and it means... becoming a god!
Their god only responded to them intermittently, and they had not seen their god for a long time.
Becoming a god, which cultivator has not been interested in it? Except for those Taoists who have sold their souls to the Taoist Ancestor and eventually destroyed the entire Taoism, among the other sects, they follow their own gods, and a large part of the reason is that they are also fascinated by the great power of the gods.
Of course, in addition to the sects, there are countless independent people, countless ghosts, and even evil spirits.
The original name of the scholar should be "The Strange Scholar". How could the demons and ghosts not tremble at that?
Even on earth, scattered creatures that have successfully transformed into strange things, called "false gods" by those in the know, have also set their sights on the capital of Qilin Kingdom in Zhongzhou.
Today's sermon has long ended.
Those who stayed in the capital could not contain their enthusiasm and started discussing today's knowledge points.
For the first time, they followed the example of Yujing in Nanzhou and opened the city gates to welcome batch after batch of people from the capital. At this moment, they also had a slight taste of the fun of being a "trading capital", and money came in with the flow of people.
They have been living with ghosts in the academy for many years and are no longer the people who get frightened when they first see ghosts. They can even do business with them happily.
If you meet a demon with a bad face, just go and call the scholars in the academy. They will be fine because they live under the feet of the Qilin!
For various reasons, the demons and ghosts gathered in the capital of Zhongzhou did not want to cause any more trouble. They just hoped that all parties could live in peace before the scholar finished his sermon. However, the clever demons thought so, but there are clever ghosts in the world, and there are stupid ghosts.
"Bang——"
A cold evil ghost was kicked to the ground, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood. The Yin Qi all over his body was instantly dispersed. He looked at the scholar in front of him in a scholar's robe with doubt and uncertainty: "Your Excellency is..."
"I'm from the academy." The man smiled slightly, looking gentle and elegant. His rabbit ears, which had not yet been folded, stood up and put together. The tips of his ears were a little eye-catching red. At first glance, he was a monster in human form, but there was no demonic aura or coldness in his body. Instead, he was full of purity and uprightness.
Just now, it was this rabbit scholar who grasped his hand slightly and knocked the evil ghost away. It happened in an instant so fast that it was almost impossible for people to react.
"Why are you trying to stop me... I understand, sir, just give me a bite." The evil ghost tried to please.
This kind of ghost who dares to attack and devour people under such circumstances is extremely brainless, so it is not surprising that he says such words.
The rabbit scholar frowned in disgust.
The evil ghost mistakenly thought that the scholar was still dissatisfied, so he broke off one of his ghost hands in pain and offered it to the rabbit scholar, but the only response he got was a reply from the rabbit scholar: "You are stubborn."
The rabbit scholar moved his mouth: "Come with me."
The evil ghost's scarlet eyes rolled, and his sensitive intuition finally realized how he had offended this cultivator, so that Scholar Rabbit had no intention of letting him go.
He felt a little regretful and even more unwilling. He had heard that the strange scholar was giving a lecture here, and had wanted to attend one or two classes, but he was kicked out not long after arriving. Bah! What's the saying about teaching everyone!
He has to run.
The evil ghost couldn't help but drool from his mouth which couldn't be closed. He wiped it off nonchalantly. Seeing that the rabbit scholar didn't take him seriously, the evil ghost subconsciously pretended to be humble.
The food that was just rescued still had no sense of danger and kept muttering, "Luckily, there are people from the academy here."
Feeling so weak, the evil ghost's eyebrows became fierce, and he stretched out his sharp claws and suddenly rushed towards the food.
“——”
He wants to take a hostage!
But what shocked him was that the naive rabbit scholar suddenly looked up at him! He almost discovered his intention in an instant, and the energy around him didn't even move a bit!
The evil ghost's pupils shrank.
Everything seemed to slow down in an instant. The rabbit scholar kicked his legs and suddenly jumped forward. His rabbit ears were blown down on his head by the strong wind. The next second, his whole innocent rabbit face rushed in front of the evil ghost!
"you--"
The rabbit was still smiling slightly, but the shocking attack had already arrived. The horrifying sonic boom came from the rabbit's legs and hit the evil ghost's body. The evil ghost was shocked all over, but did not rush back with the force. His spirit moved and he completely lost control of his ghost body.
The evil ghost knelt on the ground with a ferocious look. In the last sight, he saw the seemingly gentle rabbit scholar, who casually lifted his long scholar's robe to cover his muscles. The rabbit ears with a little pink on the tips were crooked, making the rabbit's pure and innocent face look so harmless. The rabbit scholar also tidied his hair and put his rabbit ears together again.
Scholar Rabbit smiled at the evil ghost on his deathbed, feeling a little sorry for him: "Hey - don't be a man-eating evil ghost in the future, it's so pitiful."
He spoke as if the rabbit who killed the evil spirit without mercy was not him.
After all the processes, the energy around the rabbit scholar hadn't even moved!
All the people around who were silently watching this farce couldn't help but look at the Rabbit Scholar with curiosity.
They had of course heard of the academy's reputation, but they had not expected that even harmless rabbits could reach such a level. Seeing the rabbit scholar smiling and helping the disturbed vendors to sort out their items, the onlookers couldn't help but secretly look forward to the day when the scholar would teach them this skill.
So, a pair of master and apprentice in black robes on the street saw this scene, and the apprentice couldn't help but admire the appearance of the rabbit scholar: "How amazing."
The master nodded, it was indeed amazing.
The apprentice said again: "So handsome!"
The master also nodded, he was indeed handsome.
The apprentice said again: "We are so ugly, I want to learn cultivation from him."
Master... He didn't nod, but glanced down at his disciple who was looking at Rabbit Scholar. He noticed that the black robe on his disciple's wrist exposed the scar. He thought of his disciple's love of beauty. She always told him that the martial arts were too ugly to practice. So the master reached out carefully, pulled up the black robe and covered it again.
The master pursed his lips.
Those techniques were indeed ugly, but they had no other techniques to practice...
The people around couldn't help but wonder, why are they all cultivating immortals? These cultivators have such strange appearances, some have scars all over their bodies, some are slaves, some are crazy, and some have strange appearances.
The person in front of him, who had almost reached the pinnacle of cultivation, indeed had this...immaculate appearance.
Is that where they are lacking?
They also want to practice this kind of skills!
On another street corner, a man in a white robe and a gentlemanly face couldn't help but want to walk forward, but his hands tightened. He couldn't help but turn his head and saw Yan You's disapproving eyes. Yan You reached out his hand to straighten the saint's robe, messing up the originally neat robe, and then said: "Don't go up to assimilate him."
The saint stared at his disheveled robes, sighed helplessly, and let Yan You lead him away.
The scholar upstairs had not yet realized that his disciples downstairs had cracked down on a crime, and was trying to kick Xiaohong's foxy butt to get him to get up and help him eat. The mother enthusiastically reached out and picked up a lot of food for the scholar, wishing she could stuff it all into the scholar's mouth.
Today is the second day.
Then, there is the third day, the fourth day...
Liuwei spread a huge lie. Their plan originated from a powerful talent, a talent that came from the variables, "Rebellious Fool". When they faced the Outer Gods, this talent could help them maintain their sanity and not be infected by their pollution and then fall into madness. In other words, when this talent takes effect, everyone's sanity will be anchored and will never be lost in ignorance!
Of course, this kind of talent is actually a deception and a lie in its essence. It is based on the spirit of an unknown entity, which regards all distortions as normal and is naturally isolated from pollution. What they have to do is to let the people in the world learn this talent little by little through their own resistance, and finally, turn this talent from individual application into a collective effect.
With this purpose in mind, their next goal is to continue to add to this lie, to win over all the creatures of the world, to seize the faith of all living beings, to let their talent spread, and then through all kinds of sweet talk, to make the entire lie gradually indestructible and turn the false into true!
Liuwei exhaled lightly, with only determination in his eyes.
This huge lie can only succeed and will never fail!
Everything is ready, now it’s just a matter of looking at the seventh day!
***
“…”
Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, staring at the person on the tall building infatuatedly. After six days of baptism, they had already worshipped the "Strange Scholar" with all their heart, and had long lost their doubts about the matter, and only trusted in the power of the Strange Scholar.
Today is the last day!
On the last day, countless rumors about what the strange scholar said were already flying around, and everyone in the world knew exactly what the strange scholar would talk about!
——The secret of the world! The magic method to become a god!
All the enlightenment of the Tao in the previous article has been imparted. What comes next is the only and final bait, which is to bring in all the big monsters from all over the world!
The scholar on the tall building faced the silent venue, lowered his head and took a sip of the tea in his hand, then calmly told the professor's method of "becoming a god" on the last day.
"It is said that there was an ancient scroll in ancient times, called the List of Conferred Gods. If there is a name on this list, it means that the person is a candidate for god. All he needs to do is to ascend the heavenly steps, enter the ancient secret realm, and fight the great demons in the secret realm. In the end, he can become a god and transcend the world!"
As the scholar's voice fell.
Everyone screamed in surprise, only to see the Qilin, which had been pretending to be asleep, suddenly stood up. The golden Qilin was of unknown length, but from the perspective of the Qilin's feet, it looked incredibly tall, with its head almost breaking off, but its end was still out of sight, and a sense of horror arose among them!
Behind the terrifying Qilin's true form, there appeared a ray of extremely dazzling light!
It seemed as if the heaven and earth had sensed that the "miraculous method of becoming a god" had finally been born, and thus created the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth!
The beam of light almost enveloped the entire Zhongzhou Kingdom, and the strange person who was in it was surprised to find that his cultivation had been compressed to the extreme. It seemed that at that moment, he turned back into a mortal with no power at all!
"What is that—"
Some sharp-eyed monks couldn’t help but exclaim!
After the light was turned on, countless huge jade snakes were dancing outside the light, and colorful flowers began to grow from the scales of the jade snakes. Then, from nowhere, the sound of instrumental music that had existed for thousands of years came! The ancient instruments such as the guzheng and pipa were intertwined and moved!
Suddenly, several bright and beautiful divine shadows rose from the light. They were all dressed in ancient Chinese clothes, holding the pipa in their backhands, with smiles on their lips. Colorful streamers danced as they floated upward, passing by the strange and dazed faces below that were looking up one by one!
“Oh my God!”
I don't know who was sighing, obviously completely convinced.
The “miraculous method of becoming a god” has such miraculous phenomena in heaven and earth, so it must be correct!
Suddenly, a piece of land was vacated at the gate of the imperial city, and a white jade staircase suddenly appeared from nowhere! Everyone was repelled by the sudden appearance of the staircase and looked back with doubt at the white-haired boy with heterochromatic eyes standing on the staircase in a daze.
Someone seemed to recognize this person's identity, and exclaimed rhythmically: "It's the miracle doctor from Nanzhou! He saved the plague city! He made men pregnant! If it's him! He can become a god by using medicine to achieve enlightenment!"
There were also ghosts shouting in the crowd: "That's our leader! He is the incarnation of God!"
But more people couldn't help but vaguely correspond to the steps under the feet of the white-haired boy. The scholar just said that only by climbing the steps to heaven can one enter the ancient secret realm and become a god after fighting with the great demon from outer space!
Can he succeed? Can this practice of the magic of conferring gods succeed in front of the eyes of the world?
The white-haired boy with heterochromatic eyes seemed to be unresponsive at first, but soon, joy and surprise appeared on the face of this young doctor, as if he had never thought that he would have the opportunity to ascend to the heavenly level. But with all kinds of emotions in harmony, the cultivators around him all felt the same way, and only an indomitable determination remained on the doctor's face!
That hurdle seemed to limit people's cultivation to the level of ordinary people. The doctor in white took a deep breath and climbed up step by step firmly!
The heavenly stairs are like jade and seem like something out of this world. Almost everyone in the city will never forget them. But what is even more unforgettable is that the doctors, who were originally mortals, became doctors and climbed the stairs, as if they were going to heaven!
This process is actually a bit boring. The heavenly steps seem to be infinitely high and infinitely deep. People on the steps can only mechanically follow the process of lifting their feet and stepping firmly. The doctors are sweating profusely, but they always move forward firmly.
People in the world couldn't help but worry for the first cultivator in the air who would climb the heavenly level after tens of thousands of years.
Seeing him sweating profusely and having difficulty breathing, some people even closed their eyes out of pity, thinking that he might fail.
But the doctor in white never stopped. He stared at the sky firmly: "Practitioners! Don't be afraid of hardships! Keep moving forward!"
"clang--"
In an instant, the sound of the bell seemed to resound throughout the heaven and earth, almost making people feel refreshed!
Suddenly, a dark hole appeared in the originally hazy sky!
A slender and tall figure, wearing a crimson cape, stood with his hands behind his back! He held a spear in his hand, with a red tassel fluttering! His jet-black hair was dancing!
Hearing the voice, he turned his head and looked down, only to see the dazed doctor on the heavenly steps.
That seems to be the god in the secret realm!
The half of his face that was revealed was covered with mysterious lines, and his aura was extremely sharp. He slowly spoke, "New God? Are you willing to serve under me and enter the battlefield?"
As His voice fell, the hole that was originally the size of a city suddenly expanded! It continued to expand, and finally it completely covered the earth like an upside-down pot lid! Everywhere he looked was extremely dark!
Countless horrifying scenes emerged in the sky, eerie monsters, unspeakable demons, countless pitch-black mixed with the looming morning stars, and dancing blood blooming like flowers!
The god holding the red tasseled spear seemed like a drop in the ocean among the countless ghosts and monsters as numerous as stars. He was so tiny and insignificant that it seemed not worth mentioning!
The doctor's eyes and brows were in a trance. Similarly, the people who were looking up at the horrifying scene in the "secret realm" also looked very dazed. It seemed that their thoughts were instantly sucked away by the black hole, making it difficult for them to think!
A deep despair echoed in the hearts of those who looked up at the terrifying starry sky, and it was difficult to recover from it for a long time.
Facing such a man-eating demon, could they really swing their swords and go forward? Could the gods in the secret realm really fight against the demon?
Until a firm and stern shout rang out between heaven and earth: "Senior! I am willing! We are cultivators! Why should we fear a fight!"
The voice was like heavenly sound, instantly waking up the people who were in trance and fear!
Everyone's eyes could not help but gather towards the sky.
The frail doctor was extremely stubborn at this moment. He spoke word by word: "I am not afraid of a fight!"
“…”
The world held its breath and looked back at the tiny god.
All they heard was the god's wild laughter: "We monks! That's just the way it is!"
Then! The slender red tasseled spear was swung suddenly, pointing directly at the deformed demon!
It happened almost in an instant!
The tiny god leaped out! With the tasseled spear in his hand, he poked, stabbed, and penetrated. In front of the giant demon as big as a mountain, he was almost a speck of dust. But that speck of dust, under the overwhelming murderous aura, almost killed through the entire defense line!
The demon's blood splattered everywhere and landed on the face of the god, seemingly turning into a drop of blood.
Looking at it now, the god in the secret realm is still slender, but is the tiniest one still the ostentatious demon?
The god stood in the sea of blood and corpses, just like Shura in the world! His overwhelming momentum was as sharp as a knife among the corpses!
The god of the small activity shouted: "Come——"
The doctor flew up in response!
The secret realm gradually closed, and all the previous excitement and killing seemed to have never existed, bringing a sigh of regret.
The world should be horrified by the terror of the great demon and worried about the hardships of the secret realm.
But they thought that the gods in the secret realm might have once relied on monks who had ascended to the heavenly level, and eventually honed such divine power in the secret realm.
If the "practitioners" in the past could become that dashing red tassel, then why can't they?
The heavenly steps slowly disappeared, and the extremely dazzling light receded like the tide. Everything seemed to return to normal in an instant, just like the desolation after the stage curtain fell.
But everyone knows that the heavenly stage will not disappear, and the “magic method of becoming a god” will also never disappear.
Their hearts are burning with joy again!
As the doctor said: "We are monks! Why should we fear a battle!"
The heavenly staircase is there! The secret realm is there! Waiting for them to conquer it!
[Life simulator is evolving——]
[Simulator——]
[Simulator Fluctuation——]
[The simulator is being debugged——]
Wu You was reading the myth made up by the boss with great interest, when his head suddenly swelled up and he felt a little pain and dizziness occasionally. He couldn't help rubbing his temples. He had the illusion that too many people were connected to his router. He drank a sip of happy water and suddenly noticed that the text on the simulator was spinning rapidly.
He was immediately dumbfounded: "Hey, wait a minute, no, there's another BUG? It can't be that serious, right? Hey!"
But soon, the pages of the simulator were constantly changing, the pages were disassembled, the text was moved, and various pictures were completely integrated into one like a color palette.
Wu You tried to restart by hitting it, but when he hit it with a hammer, the simulator went completely black.
"Ah?" Wu You hadn't reacted to what had happened yet, and hadn't even started to worry about the death of his golden finger, but he saw the simulator light up again!
"Ah!" Wu You was stunned again!
The simulator was originally just a text game without many options. It was more of a placement game, but he never expected that the simulator would suddenly change its appearance at this moment.
When the screen lit up again, buttons for tablet touch-screen games appeared. It was obvious that the evolution of the simulator this time gave people room for operation.
Seven silhouettes served as the background of the screen, and three words slowly emerged.
[When will the sun rise again! For the future you choose! ]
[Does the game start? ]
【whether】
Wu You's breathing gradually became rapid. How could he choose any other option? Of course...
——【Game starts! 】
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