Heart Survey

Chapter 2296 Palace

"What does the rain look like today?" A gentle voice came from the bluestone palace behind him.

The lonely years have not worn away the warmth in the voice. The whipping of difficulties and obstacles has not made it sad.

It is not like the rain in front of me, but like the stove in the house, the curling hot air, a cup of warm tea. Among all the things in the world that make people close to it, it is always one of them.

Jiang Wuyou used to be very fond of this voice, which represented the warm memories of his childhood.

Now she said calmly: "It's probably no different from the rain that Big Brother saw before."

The deposed Crown Prince Jiang Wuliang of the Great Qi Dynasty has been imprisoned in the Qingshi Palace for exactly thirty years.

In the past thirty years, many heroes have emerged, many heroes have fallen, and many magnificent stories have happened.

From the 3899th year of the Dao calendar to the 3929th year of the Dao calendar. Some people changed history, and countless people were buried in history. The Bluestone Palace has always been a bluestone palace with spider webs. It is a spectator in the world, displayed in a corner more lonely than the stone steps.

But the voices emanating from this lonely and cold prison palace have never been those of resentment.

"Human eyes know the most clever lies in the world. They can deceive the world, and even more so, they can deceive yourself." The voice in the Bluestone Palace said, "All the light and shadow you see are limited to your field of vision. All the order you observe is cut by your sight. Your eyes are themselves a colored window - before you see everything, everything has been defined by you."

"And your so-called definition of all that is often the cognition given to you by the world. We come into the world naked, and the first appearance is the first piece of clothing people give you. You may not know what it looks like, you may not like it, you may not agree with it, but you have already accepted it."

"Later, I could only see the essence of things. Haha..."

The voice was shaky, like a wounded bird that could never fly to the sky: "Sometimes I miss being deceived."

"The rain is so heavy, it's heartbreaking," said Jiang Wuyou.

She was describing what rain looks like.

"You've worked really hard these years." The voice from the Bluestone Palace was comforting.

"Brother." Jiang Wuyou asked calmly, "Actually, I have been thinking about this for many years - has the world I see also passed through your window?"

The voice in the Bluestone Palace did not show any anger due to being suspected, but still carried a warm smile: "Wuyou, I taught you. If you really have such doubts, you should not ask me again."

"You never explain yourself." There was an indescribable complexity in Jiang Wuyou's tone.

When the censor accused the deposed crown prince of some resentment, everyone knew that Jiang Wuliang would not say such a thing, but he did not make a single defense. When he was brought before the emperor, he only said "I know my crime."

Jiang Wuliang, what crime do you know about?

This summer rain was so heavy that it made continuous crisp sounds on the eaves, striking at people's hearts.

At such a moment, the voice in the Bluestone Palace simply said: "Those who love me will explain for me. Those who hate me will find new hatred in my explanation."

Jiang Wuyou, do you hate him or love him?
Jiang Wuyou was silent for a while, then said, "I have a question about cultivation that I would like to ask you, big brother."

The voice in the Bluestone Palace said, "You haven't asked me about my cultivation for a long time. You have already found your own way."

Jiang Wuyou asked, "Brother, do you know about celestial beings?"

"A celestial being?" The voice in the Bluestone Palace seemed to have gained some insight: "His Taoism conflicts with that of a celestial being... Is he resisting the Taoism of Heaven?"

Although he didn't mention anyone, Jiang Wuliang already understood everything.

During the years he was imprisoned in the Bluestone Palace, there were no outside visitors to the palace, and his mind was naturally blocked. Jiang Wuyou was almost his only window to observe the world. But his vision seemed to be never limited.

Jiang Wuyou had long been accustomed to his elder brother's awareness.

The eldest brother had told her long ago that every word you utter is connected to many truths of the world. "The wise and awakened" can be fully aware.

She understood that every visit she made would help her elder brother grasp the changes of the times and supplement his understanding of the world.

But the wind blowing through the Bluestone Palace, the sparrows flying over the Bluestone Palace, and even the sunlight falling on the Bluestone Palace are also "windows" to this world.

She asked the 'wise one' who was almost omniscient in her heart: "Is there any way?"

"If he has reached the point where he needs to resist the Heavenly Dao, it means he has fallen deeply into the Heavenly Dao. The help from the shore is just scratching the surface. The help that can't even reach the shore is better than nothing." The voice in the Bluestone Palace said, "The best way is for someone in the deep sea of ​​the Heavenly Dao to forcibly sever his connection with the Heavenly Dao and push him out. Of course, the only way is another Heavenly Man."

Jiang Wuyou frowned: "The one in the Sea of ​​Sin?"

"He can be communicated with." said the voice in the Bluestone Palace.

"It is more likely that he eats the new celestial being, right?" Jiang Wuyou said.

The voice in the Bluestone Palace just smiled and said, "The second best way is for someone to sail to the center of the Tiandao Deep Sea, pull him on board, and take him away. But this method is unlikely to work. He has no shortage of people willing to sail to take him. It is even possible that he has already been on a boat once."

Jiang Wuyou said: "He seems to have... attained the status of a celestial being twice. When the first level of celestial being was sealed, he attained the status of a celestial being once more."

"He is indeed favored by Heaven and has the potential to become the protagonist of the era." This is the comment from the voice in the Bluestone Palace.

"How to get rid of it?" Jiang Wuyou asked.

"The top should be powerless here. But even if Chaotuo takes action, it is still a risky choice. The strong Chaotuo, who has clearly jumped out of everything, wants to go back to the deep sea of ​​the Heavenly Dao. This is forcibly becoming an enemy of the Heavenly Dao and contaminating himself... No matter how talented he is, it is not worth it for Chaotuo to take risks for him. Especially at a time like now, this is even more impossible." The voice in the Bluestone Palace said: "It all depends on him. See if he can swim across the deep sea of ​​the Heavenly Dao alone with the shackles on."

"What if he can't?" Jiang Wuyou asked.

"That may not be a bad result." said the voice in the Bluestone Palace.

Jiang Wuyou was still looking at the rain.

Summer rain comes quickly and goes away quickly. It was crackling just now, and now it is dripping. It weakly knocks on the mossy stone steps, unable to wash away the stubborn old dust.

"Brother, why did you think highly of him in the first place?" Jiang Wuyou stretched out a finger to catch the raindrops, observing the splashing of the raindrops attentively, but asked irrelevantly.

"Many things cannot be explained clearly, and many times no reason is needed. If you must find someone—" The voice in the Bluestone Palace laughed, "Maybe it's a coincidence!"

"You haven't really seen him." Jiang Wuyou said, "I mean, with your eyes."

The voice from the Bluestone Palace said, "So I was not deceived. I see more clearly."

Jiang Wuyou's fingers withdrew from the dripping rain curtain, as if bidding farewell to this absurd world, embodying a clear sense of power.

These were definitely not the kind of delicate jade fingers that tended flowers and grass, but fingers with extremely clear textures, full and firm, capable of crushing the world. "Tao" and "Wu" were like the wind and rain that succumbed to her fingers.

The one standing here now is the founder of Daowu and the Palace Master of Huaying Palace of the Great Qi Empire.

"Brother, I won't come to see you next year." said the Palace Master of Huaying.

The voice in the Bluestone Palace was still warm and smiling: "Make the choice you think is right. Big brother will always support you."

Palace Master Huaying never looked back from beginning to end, and did not hesitate now.

She took a step forward, stepped into the rain curtain, and crushed the remaining rain.

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"What's wrong?" King Chujiang asked as the small boat sailed on the endless sea.

"It's okay. There was a nasty follower who almost came to the sea, but fortunately he was stopped by our allies." King Qin Guang put down the conch shell that received the message from his ear, smoothed his slightly wrinkled brows, and smiled faintly, "We need to hurry up."

King Chu Jiang did not ask why, but said: "The coroner, Yan Luo, Metropolis, and Pingdeng have all arrived at the designated location and can act at any time."

"Have they made any unusual moves?" asked King Qin Guang.

King Chu Jiang said: "They are all smart people, and they have been together for such a long time that they are very clear about your methods - even if they have ideas in their minds, they dare not act rashly. Even if they take action, they will not let me find out."

"The City King is new here," King Qin Guang said, "Has he picked up bad habits so quickly?"

Prince Chu Jiang said indifferently: "He is so dirty that he looks like he walked out of Hell."

"Why does this sound so awkward?" King Qin Guang was not satisfied: "Hell's Gate is clean and aboveboard. I run a formal organization!"

"Regular organizations all have death pensions," said King Chujiang.

King Qin Guang exclaimed, "But they have no family."

King Chujiang paused and said, "Is this the standard for recruiting people in the future?"

King Qin Guang glanced at her and said, "I noticed that you are a little different after your return this time."

"More honest?" asked King Chujiang.

"Alas!" King Qin Guang sighed, "Have I reached a point where I find the truth harsh? I am surrounded by people like Lin Xian."

I don't know what King Chujiang would say.

"You didn't talk much before." King Qin Guang said again.

King Chujiang was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Maybe it's because you died once."

"I almost died," King Qin Guang corrected.

"If you want to say it was almost there, it happened more than once." said King Chujiang.

"I am a man of great luck." King Qin Guang said casually, "I think this shortcoming is a natural barrier."

King Chu Jiang said quietly, "If you continue to take risks like this, the natural chasm will eventually be filled."

King Qin Guang said calmly: "That will require a lot of corpses."

"Then I..." King Chujiang's voice became very weak: "Kill fewer people."

"What?" King Qin Guang was distracted by analyzing the light and didn't hear it clearly.

"Nothing." said King Chujiang.

Every Yama has his own reason for joining Hell, but few people share the same reason as King Chujiang.

Some people do it for money, some for resources, and some for the purpose of honing their skills...but she is the only one who has a disease that requires her to kill people.

She was born with the Yuan Tu in her life, and the killing intent was in her main palace. There was no way to save her, and she had to kill living creatures to relieve her pain. When she was young, she could just kill a rabbit or a chicken, but the older she got, the harder it was to stop killing.

Now it is impossible to kill demons and monsters, and we must kill people, kill the living beings who dominate the world.

There is no more suitable profession than being a killer, and no more legitimate reason than being a killer to kill people.

She rarely goes on missions in person, not because she is used to being behind the scenes, but to restrain herself. It is said that King Biancheng is vicious and King Qinguang is evil. When she is sick, she is the Yama with the strongest desire for killing in Hell.

"Then let's get started..." King Qin Guang said, "Since everything is ready."

"Do you already know where it is?" asked King Chujiang.

"I think I have found the answer." King Qin Guang stood alone at the bow of the boat, spreading his hands as if embracing the boundless sea ahead: "Let me listen to another song of Yeluo."

King Chujiang took a step back, and frost began to form on his boots, and the frost filled the boat. Under the gloomy Yama mask, her singing voice rang out: "The spring mountains were once full of dew in March, and the spring tide brought rain to the boat and sang..."

Her singing voice was so cold, passing through the mist like a cold wave turning eastward.

The small boat the two were riding on was also frozen on the ice, and the ice spread further away.

The sunlight penetrates through the ice fragments and reflects on the sea surface, presenting a colorful fantasy.

At this time, King Qin Guang's eyes gradually turned green.

Everyone knows that Master Jiang's knowledge and experience are unparalleled in the world.

But few people know that Qin Guang Wang, who has no gates to hell, is also a master at playing with the five senses. People only know his madness, his strength, his evil and bloody record.

No one knew that the "Eye-Seeing Immortal Scripture" which Master Jiang relied on to become the "Eye-Seeing Immortal" was obtained from him.

When the ruins of the Wanxian Palace were opened overseas, he looted the most precious pearls and jades while surrounded by enemies, and also took away the key to open the core secrets.

He is the most core inheritor of "Ten Thousand Immortals Technique"!
At this moment, Green Eyes only raised his eyes and saw the fragmented light in the sky, hanging a rainbow bridge. The rainbow bridge connected the misty distance, as if it was connected to some vague legend.

He opened his arms and swayed them naturally to the singing, like a bird flapping its wings.

What he saw and heard was like a peaceful sea, allowing him to roam freely. Light, shadow and sound were so docile in front of him.

In front of him, in the flickering light, a flower slowly grew.

This flower is translucent in color, with light velvet like jade whiskers. It has six petals and an eye in the middle - a round eye that always faces the sun like a sunflower.

A small insect crawled out of his ear. This insect looked like a hollowed-out paper object, slender and light, "floating" rather than "flying" in the sky. The insect had tens of thousands of green fleshy tentacles, as thin as threads, swimming in the air.

People only know that Master Jiang has a powerful magical power of seeing and hearing, and created the "bird of knowledge and hearing" and the "fish of hearing". However, they do not know that King Qin Guang, who has no gates in hell, also has the "one-eyed flower" and the "worm of ten thousand ears".

One eye can see all the light in the sky, and ten thousand ears can hear all the sounds of the world.

With the help of the two magical arts of seeing and hearing, King Qin Guang's control over light and sound became more specific.

And in the hazy distance connected by the rainbow bridge on the horizon, a continuous "mirage" appeared faintly.

It was a gathering place of light and shadow, where cranes could be seen flying, ethereal fairy shadows, and the flowing light of the moon. Pavilions and towers were all painted with brilliant colors... and then collapsed in an instant.

All that could be seen were broken walls, torn robes and torn crowns, the bright light had all dimmed, and bloody crane feathers were seen.

This series of buildings, in the process of going from prosperity to decline, also went from nothingness to reality.

It gradually gave birth to a real breath, and then echoed the sky and the sea.

It came from the distant and unreachable distance, brushed away the layers of fog, and returned to the world many years later.

It is a ruin, and it is also the real collapsed...Wanxian Palace!

(End of this chapter)