Chapter 334: "Chapter 8."
In an instant, Song Linsheng raised his head suddenly, and his eyes were filled with the shock of spring water rippling across his face.
"You... know." His voice became lower and lower, with obvious guilt in his voice.
All those despicable, selfish things he did without any sense of shame finally came to a point where he had nowhere to hide and had to confess them in front of Xiaoyu.
While he felt ashamed to face it, he also felt relieved.
Wen Yu knew what he was thinking and soothed him softly, "You've been stuck here for a few days, and you've never asked about Dan Qing's whereabouts, right?"
"Hmm..." Song Linsheng lowered his eyebrows and looked gloomy. After some thought, he nodded.
After leaving Gouwu Mountain, he headed straight to Jiangyang and had no time to care where Dan Qing had gone.
"He's waiting outside Chengyun Mountain. As soon as I come out, he'll mention you..." Wen Yu's voice trailed off, seeming to be filled with doubt. "You requested seven reincarnations in the lower realms. Even if you later returned to divine status, you wouldn't necessarily understand what Zizhan did."
Song Linsheng's eyes darkened, and he hesitated, "He..."
Dan Qing was right. He did not know about Zizhan's actions in advance, otherwise he would have stopped it no matter what.
However, what Song Linsheng couldn't face was not what he hadn't done, but what Zizhan had done.
He should have thought of it earlier. Zizhan would do anything for Xiaoyu, even risking his life, without hesitation.
"He begged me not to vent my anger on you because of Zizhan." Wen Yu smiled faintly and shook her head, as if she was talking about something out of the ordinary.
It was her fault that the master was in trouble. What did it have to do with Song Linsheng?
It's just that Dan Qing, who usually looks so aggressive, actually has such a delicate mind. He will speak up to defend the Emperor and also humble himself for Song Linsheng.
He and Chi Huang are both very good people.
During this long period of becoming a god, with them by their side, Zizhan and Song Linsheng should not have it too hard.
Wen Yu would never do such an unreasonable thing, but she really wanted to ask, "Why do you want to enter the cycle of reincarnation?"
Once one attains enlightenment, it is for the sake of being free from the sufferings of birth, old age, sickness and death. Since he has ascended to become a god, become the emperor of the Eastern Heaven, and reside in the Zhuoying Palace, he does not need to suffer those things anymore.
Even if it is to accumulate merit, it does not take seven lifetimes.
This problem was like a sword hanging over his head, making him restless for thousands of years. The day had finally come when he had to face the consequences of all the things he had done in the past.
Whether it was his meanness or selfishness, or his cowardice or timidity, he could no longer hide it.
It must be brought under the sun, under the moonlight, and in front of Xiaoyu.
"I..." Song Linsheng took her hand and forced a smile, "I think we should start from the eighth time we met, which was unsuccessful."
The eighth meeting.
Wen Yu's body was stiff and her eyes showed reluctance. Her memories were like a gust of wind, sending her back to the top of Gouwu Mountain ten thousand years ago.
…
At that time, Gouwu Mountain was barren and without any grass. The slightest gust of wind was like a knife, cutting people's cheeks painfully.
Wen Yu lay on her back on a huge slanted rock, letting the storms sweep through her. She remained motionless and looked up at the sky silently.
She knew that there was still a lot to do.
I don’t know how Zang Ling’s violent temper has been suppressed. Will he feel lonely hiding alone in the fairy mountains overseas?
How much has Kui Xuan's injury healed? Has he returned to his Tanming Island from Chengyun Mountain?
Will Zizhan deliver those kites for her? I think they should have been delivered to someone else.
And where has that damn girl Jiang Qi gone now, leaving the severe drought in Gouwu Mountain alone?
Most importantly, the eighth meeting with the white lotus has not yet taken place...
Thinking about it this way, she is still quite attached to this world.
However, looking at the scene of the earth shaking and the wind and sand filling the air, Wen Yu didn't have time to raise her sleeve to deflect the gravel that hit her forehead before she was hit a second time.
She really couldn't stand idly by in this situation.
On Gouwu Mountain, not only ordinary people, but even the monsters that have been lurking there for years have all run away. If things are allowed to continue like this, the day when the center of the earth collapses is probably just around the corner.
At the beginning of the world, the world was still in chaos. The nine heavens and the ten directions of the earth were either in constant daylight or in eternal darkness.
It was the Father God who used his flesh to create the mountains and hills, his blood to become the rivers, lakes and seas, and he dispersed all his divine power to become wind and rain that fell on the human world, thus bringing about the current yin and yang of heaven and earth, day and night, and dawn and dusk, so that people, gods, demons and ghosts can all find their own place to live.
Gouwu Mountain is the eye of Central China and must not make any mistakes.
In the past few days, Wen Yu thought about it again and again, but couldn't come up with a perfect solution to this problem.
But it is also true that if you want to succeed you must make sacrifices, if you want to get something don’t be afraid to pay, you must give before you can take.
Following the example of her Father and dying here is her best choice.
Wen Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the flying sand and rocks that almost cut the sky. He couldn't help but complain in his heart that Gouwu Mountain was really far inferior to Chengyunyan.
It's a pity that she can't go back.
…
"When I arrived at Gouwu Mountain, the vegetation there was already thriving, and the spring mountains were lush and green." Song Linsheng's eyes were a bit hazy, as if he was angry, resentful, and weeping. "It seemed that everything was getting better--"
The wind and sand have dissipated, the drought has disappeared, and in their place is endless vitality and greenery.
Whether it is humans, gods, monsters, ghosts, birds, beasts, fish or insects, they can all find their own place in the world, which is an ending that almost everyone is satisfied with.
The only thing he had been waiting for, the eighth meeting with Xiaoyu, ended in vain.
Wen Yu felt a pang of pain in his nose, and he managed to speak: "It's just that there is no more Divine Lord Yuanque in the world."
She dispersed all her soul and suppressed the unusual movements at the foot of Gouwu Mountain, and then scattered all her cultivation to the human world, transforming it into flowing clouds and mountain breeze.
In fact, before taking action, she thought about explaining everything to Song Linsheng, Zizhan, Zang Ling and others before making plans.
But the situation on that day did not allow for a moment's hesitation. What she did was not wrong, but in a sense, it was not right either.
She was worthy of herself, but let everyone down.
"In Gouwu Mountain, I met Zang Ling and... Zizhan successively." Song Linsheng spoke with difficulty.
After all, the pain of the past is hard to bear even if you just think about it.
Wen Yu's eyebrows moved slightly, and a hint of understanding flashed across his eyes, "Cang Ling..."
Earlier at Qipan Pass and Gouwu Mountain, Zang Ling always accidentally revealed that he knew him. It turned out that their previous relationship was established here.
But she didn't expect that the Lord of the Hidden Spirits, who had imprisoned himself in an overseas fairy mountain since he achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven, and who never left the main gate, would break his vow for her.
She knew long ago... Zang Ling was not a cold-blooded and murderous person.
"I've fought with you." Song Linsheng answered truthfully, not hiding anything. "She arrived at Gouwu Mountain a step behind me that day, and she thought I was responsible for your death, so she drew her sword and attacked without a word."
Thinking of the situation at that time, Song Linsheng seemed to laugh softly.
Zang Ling's double swords, Fuxue and Chunsha, had no chance of winning against his Wen Zhong.
But even if he won the competition, he still looked like a loser.
He and Zang Ling sat on the stone lumps on both sides, watching the green buds sprout and the old trees bloom, watching the lushness and fragrance of Gouwu Mountain, and watching everything Xiaoyu exchanged for her life.
——No one was speechless.
"Zang Ling killed people to become a god, so it's inevitable that he's a bit impulsive." Wen Yu's lips were full of smiles, but the corners of her eyes couldn't help but turn red. "This matter can't be blamed on her."
That day, Zang Ling stayed alone in the fairy mountain overseas, with no one to comfort her. It was because she did not do well enough.
Wen Yu's eyelashes trembled and she felt regretful.
I used to think that there was still a lot of time to come and there would always be opportunities, but when I really wanted to do something, I would find that it was too late here and I couldn’t do it there.
"After she left, Zizhan...found me." When he said this, Song Linsheng's expression changed obviously.
In fact, before Gouwu Mountain, he had never seen the legendary god Ju Mang, and only had a vague impression of him from Xiaoyu's words.
It was not until they met that day that he realized that Zizhan was such a person. No matter his figure, appearance, or demeanor, he was the best in the world.
Zizhan was a bird soaring in the sky, while he was just a lotus trapped in the Fulian Cave. He had just lost his beloved, and he felt ashamed of himself so quickly.
He originally thought that he was born with talent and was proud and outstanding, but he didn't expect that after meeting Zizhan, he realized that there is always someone better than you. It's really... fate plays tricks on him.
Song Linsheng sighed softly, and the sorrow of thousands of years dissipated. "I thought he was here to settle accounts with me like the hidden spirit..."
After all, they had never met before, so there was really no need for them to meet.
"But he said that he wanted to be my assistant god." Having said this, Song Linsheng couldn't help but look up at Wen Yu.
He thought he didn't have such an honor, and Xiaoyu must have helped him. However, Song Linsheng couldn't understand why Zizhan... was willing to do so.
If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.
Wen Yu's eyes lit up, and her doubts outside the Temple of Spring were answered.
Still remember that day she asked Chi Huang: Why does Master want to be his assistant god?
It turns out that when a fish swims in the water, it is both the tail and the head. The cause it sowed in the beginning has resulted in the current result.
She knew that Zizhan was just joking on Chengyun Mountain and would not really give up.
"You were born with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which makes you extraordinary. If you have Zizhan's assistance..." Like spring water melting, a gentle smile appeared on Wen Yu's lips.
"With Zizhan's assistance," Song Linsheng laughed to himself, unable to tell whether he was happy or sad. "Soon, I became the master of the Zhuoying Palace, in charge of the Eastern Heavenly Court, and became the Emperor Taihao, respected by all the immortals."
Just like the God Lord Ju Mang, he finally became the Emperor Tai Hao.
However, in addition to this, Ju Mang also has his own name, which is Zizhan.
What about him? Countless times, beneath the Immortal Tree in Zhuoying Palace, gazing at the sun, moon, stars, and the vast sky, he repeatedly asked himself:
Who is he? Taihao?
As the incarnation of Handan, the reason why he shaped his divine power into the appearance of the immortal tree was simply because Xiaoyu said that her original body was a paulownia tree.
He just wanted to be closer to her.
When Wen Yu heard this name, his expression froze slightly.
She knew that, just like she had wondered who Yuan Que was before she regained her divine power, Song Linsheng had always cared about his relationship with Tai Hao.
"In fact, whether it's Fulian Cave or Zhuoying Palace, whether it's an ordinary immortal or a god above all." Song Linsheng looked Wen Yu's eyes very seriously and said solemnly, "None of them are what I want."
Almost subconsciously, Wen Yu blurted out, "It's... Gouwu Mountain."
It was not the place where they first met, nor was it where he became a god, but Gouwu Mountain where Wen Yu died.
"On the top of Gouwu Mountain, there is a small courtyard full of kites." Song Linsheng's dull eyes became brighter after being washed by tears.
Zang Ling once said that he would not live in the pavilions, towers and palaces with flying eaves in Zhuoying Palace, and would run away to Gouwu Mountain to become a savage.
Song Linsheng used up almost all his strength and spoke word by word, "Countless windy days and nights, watching the kites flying under the eaves, I always thought that Taihao is just a divine title, not a real name."
In fact, he just wanted to find out if there was even a slight possibility that Xiaoyu was alive...
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