Heart Survey

Chapter 2725: The Starry Sky
"Senior Guan Yan..."

In the rapidly passing time, the starlight of Yuheng conveyed Jiang Wang's apology.

"I already know." Guan Yan's voice was as gentle as ever.

"Uncle Zhie will suffer the consequences of his actions, you cannot be blamed."

"Today I also know who caused my master's death. He was guilty of many things and deserved death, but he did not bear any grudge against me and allowed me to be extremely happy."

Zhi'e did not tell Guanyan the truth about Zhixiang's death, nor did he tell the young monk who was just starting out and was known for his first level of understanding, nor did he tell the Jade Heng Star Lord who later took over Yuheng and watched over all the worlds.

"People are so complicated. I became a monk and returned to the secular world, but I still don't know the word 'human'. I have telepathy, but I see that people's hearts change in an instant."

Finally he could only sigh.

"Jiang Wang. Jiang Wang..."

The sound follows the starlight and is lost in the universe.

Yuheng Xingjun has always been a senior whom Jiang Wangxin respected. He taught him how to practice, helped him seek the truth, and guided him in life when he was confused. He profoundly influenced his three views, broadened his horizons, and changed his understanding of life and the world...

But such a person, such a wise man, also has moments of confusion.

After being lost in the Senhaiyuan Realm for five hundred years, the first thing he kept in mind was to return the golden body to the treasure temple.

Stop evil and die.

Of the senior monks of the Zhi generation who had taken care of and taught him, not a single one was left.

His last acquaintance, or "relative", in the Hanging Temple disappeared in the fire of the mortal world.

For those who grew up in a temple, "returning to secular life" is actually "becoming a monk."

……

The long river of fate is turbulent.

The fat abbot of the Hanging Temple paddled the boat alone in the turbulent water.

When a man came with a sword in hand, his body was like a jade tree across the river, and his light was shining for thousands of miles, making it impossible to see far. The Miaogao Chuang in his hand, which had been folded, was like a large umbrella with yellow silk stained with blood.

He held the long pole without moving, but the sadness on his face became even more severe...his skin was like wrinkled iron and his eye sockets were sunken.

"Boatman of the bitter sea... Bodhisattva of Destiny!"

The man who stirs up the tide of fate stands on the crest of a flood, which seems to capsize the boat: "Where are you going in such a hurry?"

The miserable fate is determined there, and the lonely boat under your feet is swaying with the waves.

He looked at the [Miaogao Chuang] in Jiang Wang's hand and said, "The abbot returned sadly and passed away in his room. He left a letter to me and told me some things."

The contemporary abbot of the Hanging Temple said in a bitter voice: "Although it looks like I am going to kill you to silence you...but in fact I am going to save you."

He was going to rush to the battlefield through the long river of destiny, so there was this commotion of boating, but it was temporarily stopped outside of [Hiding Time].

When the [Hiding Time] was over, he found the battlefield, but the battle was already over.

Jiang Wang, who could sense fate, drew his sword to meet him immediately.

He sighed, "Of course there's no point in saying anything now."

King Zhao and the hero surrounded Jiang Wang, and it was a dead end no matter how you looked at it.

The poor man hurriedly came here by boat. There was no point in finishing off the enemy, so saving the enemy made sense as his motive.

Jiang Wang looked at him calmly: "When did the leader Bei Hui die?"

Ku Ming said: "He died before the outcome of this battle was known. Fate is under your sword, and the time of death cannot be hidden from you."

Jiang Wang did not comment: "Abbot, what do you think was the reason for the death of the leader Bei Hui?"

Ku Ming knew that his answer was very important, and for a person who had just escaped death, a person who had enough power to relieve his hatred, a person who still had to wait for an answer at this time... it made him feel even more bitter!
Outside the Buddhist world, one can still see this kindness. After practicing Buddhism for a lifetime, where is the Zen mind?

He held the oar with one hand and raised his palm in front of him with the other hand: "The elder monk said that he could not bear the inner suffering, his body was burned by the fire of karma, and his soul was frightened and scattered by the Buddhist bell, so he resolved himself and left a letter to me to explain."

“But I think that Uncle Beihui only had the foundation of the Hanging Temple in his heart. He could endure everything for this. He remained silent for so many years and handed over the cave treasure he controlled to Master Zhie, still intending to silence him… His death was probably because he wanted to use his own life to leave a way out for the Hanging Temple, hoping to bear all the sins alone.”

"also……"

"He is also very likely to be a scapegoat pushed forward by me, the abbot."

This fat monk's whole face is now almost shaped like the Chinese character "苦" (bitter), with fat sagging and not looking very noble.

"Just like what my master did to Ku Xing many years ago...."

He offers three perspectives, each of which is taken seriously.

Jiang Wang looked at him and said, "The abbot sees everything clearly. No wonder he can ferry people across the long river of fate."

The bitter truth is: "A doctor cannot heal himself, and a destiny cannot be sought by oneself."

Jiang Wang asked again: "Your master... Abbot Beihuai, what do you think of the story between him and Master Kuxing?"

Ku Ming raised his palms to worship Buddha, which means that everything he said can be verified by Buddha.

At this moment, he lowered his eyes and said earnestly, "Junior Brother Ku Xing has a righteous heart and acts in a fair way. He cannot tolerate any injustice. After he learned of Master Zhi Evil's identity, he must expose it to the world... I can understand, but I don't agree."

"Because there is more than one Hanging Temple in this vast world. As a Buddhist holy place in the East, it has never been completely free from worries and cannot be unmoved by the eight winds. As for the identity of the Master of Stopping Evil, we can start the punishment, but we cannot end it."

"Whether it is Jingqi, he has long felt that baldness is an eyesore. What's more, there is no way for Zen Buddhism to survive in the world. If the world is punished and evil is stopped, the world will be in chaos. There will be no luck in hanging in the air, and the ancient temple will be forever silent on Zen."

He added: "My master, Abbot Beihuai, after repeated persuasion failed and Kuxing had already fled to Jiaowu Mountain, obtained the key evidence that Master Zhie was a divine hero... and then he shot and killed him."

"I can understand that, but I don't agree with it."

He said slowly: "I understand Abbot Beihuai's obsession to preserve the sect, and I also understand his obsession to rescue the Buddha. But I cannot agree with him killing a person who has done nothing wrong. It was not Ku Xing who made the mistake from the beginning to the end!"

"Kuxing simply chose the latter between the sect and the greater good, and he had relatively naive illusions about the current rulers. He believed that after the canonical execution, the crime would be confined to the hero alone."

"My master was filled with sorrow and his Zen mind eventually collapsed, and he passed away early. After the sad master resolved himself, no one from his generation survived... perhaps this was the result of his evil deeds."

Jiang Wang looked at him: "The abbot can understand everyone, but he disagrees with everyone... No wonder his Dharma name is so miserable!"

Is empathy a gift or a curse?
Poor Ming looked down at his own hands, one hand was used to pray to Buddha, the other hand was used to hold the oar, both were fat, had calluses, and were not clean.

“Knowing your fate but not accepting it, you will suffer.”

He just sighed: "How can one achieve both in this world? I have come here too, only to find out how difficult the journey is!"

Only after becoming the abbot did I understand what this position meant.

From a distance, it is the leader of the sect; from a close perspective, it is the history passed down from the Middle Ages to the present, countless inspiring stories, and hundreds of thousands of monks living in the present world.

"Like my master, he has no way to move forward or backward, and he has swallowed all his blood and tears. He knows that the road ahead is difficult!" Jiang Wang stood at the forefront: "The abbot is in charge of the sect, respects the emperor, and decides big and small matters with his own words. How can he say that the road ahead is difficult?"

"It's not something that can be decided with one word, it's just a responsibility. The reason why the Hanging Temple can be suspended in the air is that there are people holding it up from above and people supporting it from below!"

Ku Ming slowly shook his head: "Those invisible blood and tears have piled up into visible grandeur."

Jiang Wang recalled the first time he went to the Hanging Temple. The huge temple seemed like a heaven and it really gave him a lasting shocking feeling.

Later, he walked a long way and saw many beautiful sights, but he was no longer the boy he had been at the beginning, and he could no longer be surprised by small things.

"How can anyone explain all the truths in this world? It's nothing more than everyone guarding their own little piece of land."

Jiang Wang finally said, "I haven't seen you for a while. You have lost a lot of weight."

The fat abbot standing alone in the boat sighed: "I am an obese man who can't lose weight even if I roll around in a frying pan. My conscience is burning, so I have to lose weight!"

Jiang Wang threw the [Miaogao Chuang] he had gathered in his hand onto the Ferry of Destiny: "I picked this up on the road - it seems to be something from the Hanging Temple. The abbot has kept it, and don't leave any more behind."

The evil Bodhisattva of the Hanging Temple was the hero of the Equal State. He killed the hero and pretended not to know his identity.

But he will keep his eyes on the Hanging Temple.

Keep staring.

If it was discovered that the Hanging Temple was indeed in collusion with the Equal State and that Master Zhie was not an isolated case, things would not have ended like this.

Ku Ming clasped the oar with his palms and bowed deeply to Jiang Wang: "Thank you for your kindness, Master Zhen. The people of the Hanging Temple have no way to repay you. I will recite scriptures every night and pray for your blessings and peace."

"Whether Jiang is safe or not, I have my sword." Jiang Wang said, "If the abbot is willing, please wish for the people of Wei."

Ku Ming clasped his hands together but did not open them, still whispering: "Master Zhi E was born in the Hanging Temple, studied in the Hanging Temple, and lived in seclusion in the Hanging Temple. After the defeat of [Zhi Di Zang], his stubbornness has become more evident. Even a single wrong thought can bring harm to the world - this is the karma that I, as the abbot of the Hanging Temple, must repay."

"Zen is a place of compassion. The abbot will definitely know what to do." Jiang Wang pressed his sword and turned around: "I won't bother you any more."

"Wait a moment..." Ku Ming called him and bowed again: "This old monk and I are also predestined, and we are fortunate to have met at the Hanging Temple."

"I am asking you to give me a Blue Sheep Heavenly Contract to protect me?"

This Qingyang Tianqi is called a protection, but it is actually for supervision.

He was willing to put himself under Jiang Wang's eyes to prove that he had indeed never participated in the Equality Country in his life.

The investigation of the Wei County Massacre by the Legalist Grandmaster Han Shentu has traced it back to the Pingdeng State and locked in on the protector Feng Shen.

Jiang Wang confirmed that the person who was in charge of this matter was the hero of Pingdeng Country, and killed him.

In the future, perhaps because of Feng Shen, more members of the Equal Nation may be implicated.

But because the hero had disappeared, the fire could not reach the Hanging Temple.

In fact, suspicion is inevitable.

Jingguo itself had doubts about Zhie, but without definitive evidence, it was difficult to support their army's invasion, felling mountains and destroying temples. Now that the hero is dead and Zhie is missing, it is inevitable that the old things will be brought up again and connected together.

But the man is already dead, and Stop Evil can never be proven to be a miraculous hero.

The Hanging Temple has been passed down for thousands of years and has made great contributions to the world. There is also Ku Ming, the Bodhisattva of Destiny, sitting in charge. Just suspicion cannot destroy the sect.

Mr. Zi also knew about this matter, but he did not tell anyone before Jiang Wang climbed the mountain. After Jiang Wang left the mountain, he would not help Jingguo confirm it.

Jiang Wang's silence indeed preserved the heritage of the Hanging Temple and saved hundreds of thousands of monks.

As the abbot of the Hanging Temple, Ku Ming gave all the explanations he could.

Jiang Wang thought about it, and finally raised his finger. An origami green sheep ran out from behind his finger and jumped onto the fate boat: "The origami is not good, please don't despise it, Abbot."

After the battle at Shifei Mountain, King Zhao would never reveal his identity as the King of Heaven again, and would hide even more deeply from now on.

If we use "understanding the Way of Heaven" as a clue...

The miserable abbot who is sailing on the long river of fate is indeed a possible existence.

Besides, how can this kind of supervision not be proof?
As the contemporary ruler of the Hanging Temple, Ku Ming wants to prove more than anyone else that the Hanging Temple has nothing to do with the Equal State. However, due to the existence of Master Zhie, the credibility of the Hanging Temple in this regard has been wiped out.

And if Jiang Wang stood up and said that he had been staring at Ku Ming, this would be more convincing than any self-proof.

With Jiang Wangkui's record at the pinnacle of combat and his invincible posture when transcending, it is impossible for his Qingyang Tianqi to be tampered with by non-transcendent beings.

Carefully putting the Qingyang Tianqi in his arms, he looked up at Jiang Wang who had turned around. He didn't know why, but he suddenly thought of that lazy figure who didn't look back, and couldn't help but blurt out: "There is one more thing."

Jiang Wang looked back at him: "What's the matter?"

Ku Ming leaned on the long pole and remained silent for a while, seeming to be struggling, but finally said: "The hero... maybe there is more than one person."

"First, I cannot confirm the identity of the Master Zhie, and the Hanging Temple will never be able to weigh this matter; second, once when the hero was doing something, I did see the Master Zhie in the temple..."

He added, "Of course, it is also possible that the Master Zhie's ability to hide himself is far better than mine, and he left behind a fake body so that I could not know. I am just talking nonsense, and you are just listening nonsense. Don't disturb me."

If Jiang Wang had not remained silent on the Mountain of Right and Wrong, Ku Ming would probably never have said these things.

If there really is more than one hero, and they have not been reminded by their fate, then the others will be forgotten forever and will never be suspected again - when the evil-stopping wizard goes to the dangerous mountain of right and wrong, does he mean "try to transcend if he wins, and cover up his ideals if he loses"?

"Got it." Jiang Wang nodded, turned around and continued walking on the waves.

The sound of the waves in the long river of destiny is distant, as if separated by a long period of time.

At the moment of leaving, for some reason, a sad voice suddenly sounded in my heart. Human memory really begins with sound.

"Jiang Wang cut off this strand of hair as a pledge to the master. Although I cannot become a monk in this lifetime, I already regard the master as a relative. After the master passes away, Jiang Wang will take good care of the Hanging Temple, so that the master's incense will continue to be worshipped and his golden body will enjoy a long life...ah!"

Ku Jue had once pretended to be dead in front of him, and after leaving the village, he had become more and more repressed in his emotions, so he confided in her and said that he had already regarded her as a relative, but he still insisted on his bottom line and refused to become her disciple...

The last "ah" was Ku Jue's response. Ku Jue jumped up on the spot, beat him up, and then walked away.

Later, Ku Jue really passed away, but he didn't have the chance to say anything before he died.

A true departure does not leave one prepared for saying goodbye.

Jiang Wang waved his hand and disappeared into fate.

……

Ku Ming stayed alone and quiet for a while before letting go of the long pole and letting the waves of fate push him and his boat back.

When the master was dying, he was filled with sorrow and called him into the room and asked him who would succeed him as abbot.

He said that the wisdom and intelligence gained from suffering are genuine and have the greatest Buddha nature.

He also said that the truth of suffering means being upright and dignified in dealing with things.

It is also said that suffering and illness are the nature of Vajra and the true heart of Buddha.

But the master said nothing.

Finally, the master said, "Your life is the most miserable. You should be the abbot."

He didn't understand this sentence at that time.

……

……

When Zhenhe Zhenjun was tracing history and inspecting the true identity of the hero, he was ambushed by the hero and King Zhao, so a great battle broke out - the hero was killed in one battle, King Zhao was driven out, shocking the world!

This was the most tragic defeat since the founding of the Equal State.

This is also the third theory of Jiang Wang’s “Three Theories of Life and Death”, which truly makes him invincible in the world and the best in the world!

Especially since this battle took place in the historical segment of [Tibetan Time], and the news of Jiang Wangkui in Shushan spread to the world one after the other, and arrived at Guanhetai almost at the same time.

The reputation given by Mr. Zi has not yet been digested by people, but they hear that the mountain is higher than the other, and the sword has opened a new world.

The battle of transcendence on the Guanhe Terrace has not yet ended!
The chief referee of the Yellow River Conference has returned with the news of the hero's death.

The audience gathered in the country were naturally noisy. It was hard to imagine that such a record could actually happen. It was just like listening to a story! Of course, they didn't quite understand why Yuan Tianshen was so excited...

It wasn't you, the God, who went to fight!
Zhuang Mingyu was a prodigy from the Heguowai Loujing. He had a place in the Heguo main competition, but he was eliminated in the first round of the Guanhetai main competition. He couldn't keep up with the intelligence, and he couldn't keep up with the strength. He really tried his best, but he really couldn't win.

Yuan Tianshen was so angry that he almost wanted to play for someone else, but after all, he abided by the rules and promised referee Jiang not to make trouble, so he sat at home obediently.

At this time, he came up, greatly shocked, and even couldn't control his voice: "Just with your guidance before the game, Zhenhe Zhenjun actually won the first place in the world! Our country's place in the finals is entirely due to your help!"

"Jiang Wang's ability to fight is his destiny. I just gave him a few pointers. How can I take credit for it? Don't say that again!" The young man with white eyebrows and green eyes glared at him, "Go away! I hate flatterers the most!"

The great god waved his hand impatiently: "First, get promoted three levels to become a high priest, and use busy work to make up for your sins!"

……

Different from the bustling situation in the country, the Guanhe Terrace was very quiet.

The battle intelligence on the Book Mountain was finally delivered to the Guanhetai through various means, and it was still churning in the hearts of the emperors and powerful men.

The next moment Jiang Wang came across the sky and sea, his robe fluttering, and the long river was as still as a mirror!
He left alone, and returned alone with his sword. But he had already taken a life that was too significant.

His figure also seemed to have a bit of extra majesty because of this.

Even the crying and laughing Hunyuan Evil Immortal turned his head to look at the Lord of Heaven who descended from the sky. He allowed repeated attacks to fall on him with a grin, as if he was curious about who this person was and why he had such power.

"So good at showing off." He said.

Jiang Wang seemed not to hear anything.

Dinghai Town, which connects the sky and the sea and runs through the long river, slowly sinks to the bottom of the river. The Jiuzhen Stone Bridge emits a hazy light.

Zhenhe Zhenjun returned to his most faithful river-viewing platform and first looked at Dou Zhao on the sidelines: "Did you come just now?"

Dou Zhao raised his stern eyebrows: "What?"

Even the invincible Yan Dao cannot communicate with a person who pretends to be deaf.

Jiang Wang decisively looked away and looked at Hong Junyan, who was concentrating on fighting the Hunyuan Evil Immortal and seemed to have not noticed what was happening outside. "Emperor Li gave me clues about the hero. Although the clues were not accurate, fortunately I still met him. I have killed him and returned. I wonder if Your Majesty is satisfied?"

"How wonderful!" Hong Junyan raised his halberd to split the frost and snow, and shouted heroically: "Master Zhenhe will punish this evildoer for the world! He will be brought to justice!"

Jiang Wang continued, "In the case of the fraud committed by the State of Song at the Yellow River Meeting, your country's Shen Mingshi is good at handling cases. I wonder if he has investigated the case thoroughly?"

"It's under investigation!" Hong Junyan gave a definite response: "Within three days, there will be a result!"

Jiang Wang continued, "I went to hold the Emperor Song accountable for the Yellow River incident, but he was too injured to go. Mr. Zi said that they both colluded with the human demons and disrupted the Yellow River meeting. Who should be blamed for the Song Emperor and who should be blamed for the Li Emperor? What do you think, Emperor Li?"

"This is fair, I have no objection." Under the tassel, Hong Junyan could only sigh: "No one is a saint, there are bound to be inconsistencies. I and the Emperor Song should set an example for the world to seek a spirit of justice! The Yellow River meeting is a grand event for the human race, which will last for eternity. Such things must not happen again - let's take this as a warning from now on."

He really cooperated.

Although he still couldn't help but flaunt himself and save his dignity as the emperor of the snowfield, he also responded to everything and made all the concessions he could.

Jiang Wang held the sword and then looked at Hunyuan Evil Immortal.

Hunyuan Xiexian still tilted his head to look at him.

He just casually slapped left and right to meet the challenges from all parties on the river viewing platform.

The face, covered with saliva, snot and tears, was smiling in a strange and distorted way, making it almost unrecognizable to Jiang Wang.

It is hard to believe that this is the noble and elegant immortal master with unique demeanor.

Jiang Wang stretched out his hand and the sky and the sea seemed to collapse.

The power of heaven surged in an instant, causing Wei Xuanche to look sideways slightly.

On the other hand, Hong Junyan did not dodge or give in. He became more and more courageous as the fight went on. He did not worry at all that Jiang Wang would attack him from behind.

But the waves of the Heavenly Dao rolled through the air and just wiped across Hunyuan Xiexian's face, helping him to wash away the filth.

The falling water is like a mirror that reflects itself.

He still looks like a handsome middle-aged man, and still has an immortal air.

Among the black hair, there are two strands of white hair like flowing clouds.

Only those eyes that were once bright were now too cloudy to be seen clearly, as if the muddy water of the sea of ​​sin had poured into the eyes.

He just glanced at the disappearing waterfall and himself in the water mirror... The master of etiquette, who once attached great importance to grace and whose every move was a courtesy to the world, has not seen himself in the mirror for a long time!
His eyes were darting around as he stared at Jiang Wang blankly, not understanding what he was doing.

This is much lighter than the fist of the warrior at the beginning.

Of all the attacks he had endured, this one was the most insignificant, but it gave him the greatest feeling, leaving him stunned and silent.

The body is like a collection of sins, the mind is like a knot of misfortunes. In a state of confusion, the evil karma is endless - this is His manifestation at this moment.

Anger, greed and fear cannot touch Him.

Until someone handed over a sword called "respect".

"Activate the Mountain and River Seal." On the pillar of Liuhe, the voice of the Central Emperor said, "Bodhi Evil Patriarch and Tantai Wenshu will not show up again."

In the endless water of disaster, there are also mountains beneath the water.

The warrior Wang Ao stood alone on one of the mountaintops, with his hands hanging down, gazing into the distance: "The great Bodhi Evil Ancestor, Tan Tai Wenshu! Do you accept him just like that?"

The evil ancestor Bodhi did not respond, but just pushed the weird tree shadow and sank deeper into the disaster water.

There was a dirty water man who staggered up the opposite mountain and laughed meaninglessly: "You are not as skilled as others, so you should admit it."

"You can't say that I'm inferior to others in skills." Wang Ao looked at him with a smile: "If you play chess with others while chained, once you have the upper hand, you'll be locked up... How can you win?"

The dirty water man shook his head: "You are my soulmate!"

Wang Ao took a step forward, met the beast head-on, and punched it lightly. The water man was shattered, and the waves disappeared, and all the peaks collapsed!
A huge hole was blasted out in the depths of the disaster area.

He turned sideways and looked back, as if he had already touched the place where Tan Tai Wenshu was hiding, still smiling: "Although it is impossible to be in this world, don't you consider biting me? Eat my flesh and blood and feel the true power of martial arts!"

Tan Tai Wenshu's voice echoed in the water, gradually fading away: "If you hadn't dispersed your merits, you would have been delicious. Now... it's just a waste of time!"

Wang Ao stood there silently until he heard a lazy yawn.

……

Everyone knows that allowing Hunyuan Evil Immortal to torment on the stage will consume more power of Jing State.

But at such a moment, when the central emperor mentioned the use of the Mountain and River Seal, no emperor of the hegemonic country expressed any objection.

They are willing to mobilize the Nine Dragons Holding the Sun Seal to forever suppress the mountains and rivers, so that the demise of the Hunyuan Evil Immortal becomes an irreversible fact... and further reduce the pressure of the disaster.

The battle of the heavens begins now. It is time for the hegemon to take responsibility.

Haven’t you seen that Hong Junyan, who has not yet become the tyrant, is still fighting hard on the stage!

Seeing the emperors' orders, heaven and earth were shaken.

Jiang Wang was silent for a while, then he spoke: "Your Majesty, I once traced the history of the Blood Demons and saw Xu Huaizhang at the end of the Mythology Era. Because of this, I was given the Nine Chapters of the Immortal Path."

He stood up and bowed: "The transcendent stands in the present, transcending time and space. Unless you are waiting intentionally, you should not appear in the past again. And it is another proof that the past, present and future are all the same... Since I have this experience and saw Him sober, it means that Hunyuan Evil Immortal may not be completely crazy. He may be rational at certain moments."

The Central Emperor's voice was calm, his power and influence were unpredictable: "Do you want to spare his life?"

"How dare I speak nonsense!" Jiang Wang immediately shook his head: "Your Majesty's decision must be far-sighted and decisive. I am not talented and knowledgeable enough, and I definitely have no intention of interfering."

He killed the hero and forced King Zhao to retreat, and he was already the strongest person in the world. But that didn't mean he could tell everything in the world.

Above the peak, there is a transcendent power.

A meeting of the Yellow River and letting him be the master is already a fluke with the right time, place and people!

Some words should not be spoken lightly, even in his prime. Moreover, he had lost four Dharma bodies, which was a moment of weakness.

"only--"

He bowed and said, "I know that Hunyuan is different, so I have to tell you the truth, so as to make the world more complete. Bodhi is the most evil, and there is no sin or conspiracy, and none of them can be forgiven. Only this muddleheaded person may not be the enemy of the world..."

He added: "The matter of Niehai is entirely up to you all! I am just offering a little of my own views for your understanding. That's all, I dare not ask for anything else."

The Central Emperor did not speak.

At this time, the voice of the Eastern Emperor sounded: "True Lord Zhenhe."

Jiang Wang immediately bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty!"

The young marquis who stood guard in the Ziji Palace in the past is still standing guard on the Guanhe Terrace today.

However, he had won all three arguments and was the best in the world.

The purple robes worn in Donghua Pavilion have turned into the long clouds in the present world.

The figure standing quietly outside the Delu Palace all night suddenly reached the sky without anyone noticing!
The emperor who created the hegemony single-handedly, his voice never showed joy or anger, and it was still as distant as the beginning. But Jiang Wang heard every word.

"Now, the evil immortal Hunyuan has fallen into the sea of ​​sin. He exists in the sea of ​​sin and is also bound to the sea of ​​sin."

“It’s not about good or evil, or being confused or sober.”

"To cleanse the sea of ​​sin in this world, to bring disaster to the world, this is the fundamental position!"

The Emperor of the East Kingdom said: "No matter in which historical fragment he gave you the Nine Chapters of the Immortal Way, he is now the Evil Immortal of the Primordial Chaos."

Jiang Wang bowed deeply: "Junior... accept my instruction."

This extraordinary battle on the Guanhe Terrace will naturally not be seen by the present world.

Those who can watch the battle on the spot must be the best.

When the shadow of the Nine Dragons Holding the Sun and Forever Restoring the Mountains and Rivers slowly appeared above the long river, everyone felt a sense of vastness and grandeur.

Even Jiang Wang, who is "the best at what he does", can't help but feel insignificant!

The final moment has arrived, but the Evil Immortal Hunyuan is still unaware of it.

Gongsun Buhai, Wu Bingyi, Hong Junyan, Wei Xuanche, Ji Jinglu, Luqiu Wenyue...

The offensive was like a tide, with a magnificent atmosphere.

He stared into the distance in amazement at the scene of the collapse of heaven and earth.

The turbidity in his eyes was like sinking sand, just like the Yellow River section that was becoming clear under the river-watching platform!
Suddenly he grinned and said to Jiang Wang: "Long time no see!"

All the people who were besieging him were horrified and dispersed! Only the chains of the Tiandu Dragon Locking Formation were still hanging on him, like a special armor.

A crazy and ignorant Hunyuan evil immortal and an awakened and wise Xu Huaizhang are completely different existences.

Although the former has the power of transcendence, he is just a piece of chopping board. The latter is a great man who has profoundly changed the course of the world and influenced the development of history!
In terms of achievements, no one here can compare with him.

Jiang Wang's eyes were complicated: "The last time I saw you was when the Blood Demon Lord was destroyed. The immortal master's demeanor has made me miss him for a long time."

It's been a long time...

From the end of the mythological era to today, it has only been a few years for Jiang Wang, but for Him, it has been tens of thousands of years!
"Do you remember that very important thing?" Xu Huaizhang asked.

"I remember now." Jiang Wang said.

Learning the immortal arts, obtaining the immortal palace, and continuing the cause and effect of the immortal path are all natural things.

Xu Huaizhang did not say much about this, but reached out and grabbed the chain, which made a rattling sound.

"Tiandu Locking Dragon Formation... my past, my experiences, my family name."

He shook his head and said softly: "You can only lock me up when I care."

Slam it!
The Tiandu Dragon Locking Formation, which Jingguo had painstakingly prepared for a long time, was broken with just a pull.

Catch this like a dead snake, all in one hand.

Luqiu Wenyue, the prime minister who presided over the formation, simply spread his hands and released his control over the formation, not caring at all.

The plot of Wuzui Tianren was shattered, and Hunyuan Xiexian was pinned down. This plan was successful. It was just a matter of how many wins there were, and how much of the sea of ​​sin could be cleared.

Jingguo has made plans for the worst-case scenario and is prepared to bear the responsibility alone, but with the help of the world, the best outcome can be achieved.

Under the seal of the Nine Dragons Holding the Sun to Forever Guard the Mountains and Rivers, there is no difference between the evil immortal or the immortal master, mad or sober.

Sa Shihan also tactfully let go and released the Shuide Tianshi flag, which became like a roc flying across the sky, and then turned into a big fish, falling into the long river and escaping.

However, Xu Zhiyi still held up the Heavenly Master's flaming flag and did not let go for the time being.

It's not that she has the confidence to turn the tide, but the Xu family's position is more important than anything else as she bears the family name.

Xu Huaizhang raised his eyes, his eyes as clear as the sea, seeming to soak the young Xu Zhiyi: "'Little Heavenly Master' is not something to be proud of, it is your constraint."

With just one glance, he saw the flaming flag of the Heavenly Master, blazing in the flames. Fire burning in fire!
Xu Zhiyi let go and fell down!
He lowered his eyes and remained silent.

The person who spoke was Xu Huaizhang.

He is her ancestor by blood.

They are both descendants of the Heavenly Master and are both bathed in the glory of the Heavenly Master. The person in front of him broke the legend and created an unparalleled legend.

Even if the first Heavenly Master Xu Fengyan were to be resurrected, he would not be as accomplished as He is and could not reach His level!

If it weren't for the stories that happened later, she should be more proud of this man.

Seeing you today, I feel sad.

I thought it was a cleansing of the family history, but this moment was more like a long-overdue worship.

Xu Huaizhang grabbed the chain and let it break. The rings fell to the ground one by one, making a clanging sound.

The sound is pleasant and natural, like the sound of nature.

It reminded Jiang Wang of the last time they met. At that time, he was a Confucian etiquette master. As he walked, the six ritual jades rang lightly, and the world was in a state of etiquette.

He looked at Jiang Wang: "Do you care?"

"Of course I care. My past and experiences make me who I am." Jiang Wanghui said, "But I will not be bound by them."

"Very good." Xu Huaizhang laughed.

Jiang Wang carefully considered his words: "Since the Immortal Master can be awake, why..."

Xu Huaizhang asked: "Crazy?"

Jiang Wang responded with silence.

"Human indifference is chilling to the bones, and the world is as cruel as a knife!"

“We are all influenced by this world all the time.”

Xu Huaizhang said calmly: "Only madmen cannot be changed."

"Master, what do you want to preserve, why do you refuse to be changed?" Wei Xuanche asked.

Xu Huaizhang took a look at his bronze spear, especially the drop of dark blood on it, and did not answer his question.

Instead, he continued to say to Jiang Wang: "If you linger on, you will inevitably bring disaster to the world."

"Death is inevitable. The only thing I can choose is time."

"Today, life wakes up from its dream, and the Yellow River wakes up. This may be destiny. I am able to enjoy the unprecedented meeting of the Yellow River and witness the peak of the peak. It is truly a magnificent sight and I have no regrets."

"We met in the mythological era, how long has the Fairy Palace been passed down?"

"I have a sword, which I keep for you."

"I hope you...will keep this friendship intact."

His eyes slowly lifted up, and the world seemed to float: "Who do you want to kill?"

There was an immediate silence on the river viewing platform!
Even though he has the Seal of Mountains and Rivers, Hunyuan Evil Immortal will undoubtedly die.

But as a transcendent existence, with its unimaginable power, if it must kill someone before death, I'm afraid no one can say that they can escape!
"I appreciate your kindness, but Jiang is invincible in the world."

Jiang Wang bowed slightly and said, "I don't ask for anything, I hope you can free yourself."

"Invincible." Xu Huaizhang paused: "What a strange word!"

He raised his hand and pointed: "But I don't know how many people are supported by the pillars of the world!"

"The emperor has a heart for the world, and the emperor must bear the hardships of the country. But if it is beneficial to the world, the holy emperor will naturally be brave." Jiang Wang also smiled: "As for Jiang... but fortunately, no one cares about my recklessness."

Xu Huaizhang looked at him: "Do you foresee any resistance to the Water Tribe and the Human Tribe as one? What do you think?"

Jiang Wang fully understood that this immortal master was paving the way for him, making the most powerful people in the world wait on the sidelines and listen to his preaching.

He certainly also understood what he would do for the Asgard era.

"I do foresee resistance, but the resistance does not come from any specific person, but rather from a stubborn prejudice and long-standing misunderstanding."

"Let eyes meet eyes, let people meet people, and the barriers will disappear."

"Not to mention that the water tribe and the human race are one family, there are also the demon tribe, the sea tribe, the demon tribe, even the Shura, and even the evil god - if the evil god is aware. As long as they are willing to come, I can also promise their safety on this river viewing platform."

"Since this is a gathering of the world's geniuses, and since the world is the center of all worlds, why not open this Yellow River gathering to all the heavens?"

Jiang Wang opened his hands and said what he wanted to say but failed to say: "We are based in this world, we are open to all, and we are not afraid of challenges!"

It is said that the Yellow River Meeting on the 39th day of the 39th lunar month is an unprecedented grand event in the world.

But the Yellow River referee's idea for the Yellow River Meeting was not limited to today. He originally wanted to make it a grand meeting of the heavens!
I just knew that I couldn't take too big a step, so I tightened my pace.

At that time, Xu Huaizhang did not stand up and ask "Who do you want to kill?"

"The Yellow River Conference is indeed a grand event!" Xu Huaizhang looked at him and said, "But it has not been completed yet, and it will never be completed in the future. The next Yellow River Conference will not be hosted by you."

Jiang Wang just said: "There are people who are more virtuous than me."

Xu Huaizhang smiled. When he smiled, he was indeed very graceful, both elegant and ethereal!

Although on this chaotic stage, I am the only one who is clear while the whole world is turbid.

Surrounded by the eight winds, the light of heaven hangs down.

He walked away.

Buzz~!

The Nine Dragons Holding the Sun and Forever Guarding the Mountains and Rivers Seal suddenly moved!
Although he and Jiang Wang were talking and laughing freely, he was the one standing on the pillar of the world, so he could not trust him like this. The Emperor of Qi had also made it very clear about his attitude towards Xu Huaizhang.

But Xu Huaizhang did not go far. He stopped in front of the White Sun Monument.

“No more walking,” He said.

He raised his hand, his sleeves fluttering, and he was already wearing a fairy robe, as if he was going to fly away with the wind. But this hand was just pressing on the stele.

The divine power shaken by the Seal of Mountains and Rivers did not move Him at all.

The boundless changes in the magnificent world are all beyond His sight.

He just looked at the stone tablet, stroked the inscription, and said to himself: "Each one speaks his own words, each one thinks his own thoughts, each one goes his own way... This is called the 'human world'."

"Look at this stage, no one actually listens to you."

“Many years ago, I did the same thing.”

He pressed his palm down: "This sword is for you to keep for the rest of time - I hope you never have to use it."

There seemed to be a flash of lightning, passing through the inscription.

Rumble, rumble!

There are flashes of lightning in the clear sky, and the sound of drums can be heard in the distant mountains and rivers.

Xu Huaizhang raised his head and looked at the towering corner, looming. His eyes were indifferent and his voice was calm: "The seal left by His Majesty Lieshan, I will lie down and die."

"But with your virtues, I cannot accept that you can use this to kill me."

"I advise you to let it go. I am not the Dragon King, and I have nothing to worry about—"

He smiled and said, "I will get angry if I get beaten up."

With just this one palm, he lifted up the Nine Dragons Holding the Sun Seal, which forever stabilized the mountains and rivers, and pressed it all the way to the top of the sky!
There was a loud noise that spread throughout the world!
Xu Huaizhang looked around with a proud gaze, as if to declare his power.

The emperors of various places did not forcefully activate the Mountain and River Seal, because they already understood His choice.

Then, a beam of immortal light, as long as a rainbow, gradually disappeared.

Only one sentence remains in the world——

"I am an immortal, I ascend to the heights and hold up the sky."

"Now that I am dead, the disaster will be three-quarters cleared."

Wow!
The sea of ​​sin is surging with waves and flood peaks are colliding with each other.

The holy lotus world shone with precious light, and the waves of the sea of ​​learning rippled. Ji Furen, who was born with a kind face, stretched his legs and sat on the threshold of the door to the mortal world.

However, as far as the eye can see, the evil ancestor Bodhi and the innocent celestial being have already disappeared long ago, deeper into the rootless world.

He sighed and shook his head: "The world is dangerous, the fish won't bite the hook anymore!"

I don't know where he took out a shiny fruit, and when he took a bite, the juice splashed everywhere.

Flowing down from the gate of the mortal world, the muddy water in the jade belt that stretches out again and again has become noticeably clearer, no longer as turbid as before.

……

……

On the streets of the country.

Lao Quan, holding Ni'er in one hand and the dog in the other, looked left and right, followed the broker in front of him and walked into the yard.

After staying in Heguo for a few days, he no longer wanted to go to Jingguo.

It was obviously more peaceful here, rich and prosperous, full of joy. There were heroes everywhere, and no one bullied him.

As long as you verbally praise the original god and express your pious feelings, you will be treated very friendly -

He's so good at it.

His belief in Yuantian God is indestructible, and he dares to say that Yuantian God is the greatest god since the creation of the world!
Of course there are troubles -

He always felt that there was a black shadow swaying in front of his eyes, sometimes flying to the left, sometimes flying to the right, making him feel a little dizzy.

When asked if Ni'er had seen it, she always shook her head.

He suspected that he had "eye floaters", which is called "clouds and mists moving in the eyes" in medical books. It sounds pretty nice.

However, the shape of his "floating mosquito" was a bit strange, thin and long, and looked like a handleless sword.

If it's not life-threatening, there's no need to treat it.

He saved some money and planned to rent a house first, then try to do some small business. When he had enough money, he would ask a priest from the original Tianshen religion to treat Nier's muteness.

He had already asked about the price.

It turns out that God is omnipotent.

If nothing unexpected happens, this small courtyard will be their next home.

This house is really cheap to rent for a month for only fifty dollars.

Lao Quan didn't have the courage to ask the agent if anyone had died here - even if someone died today, the house would still be worth it.

The wronged souls and ghosts are all transformed from poor people, there is nothing to be scared of them.

Ni'er always keeps silent and the old yellow dog always sticks out his tongue.

Lao Quan was just about to ask the dealer if there was a cloth shop nearby. He knew some needlework and wanted to make some clothes for Ni'er. Besides, it was already dark, could he light an extra lamp so he could take a good look at the room?

Then the broker closed the gate, turned around, took out a sharp knife from his waist, and waved it at him: "Country boy, can you lend me some money?"

In such a wealthy place like the country, there are actually people who rob!

Lao Quan instinctively pulled Ni'er behind him, held his dog tightly, and moved forward himself.

Dahuang is too old and Nier can't stand being scared.

He had to stand in front, or kneel in front. Trembling, he said, "Brother, we can discuss this. Give me money, give me money—"

Before he could finish his words, everything went dark before his eyes.

Although he was terrified, fear was not the reason why his eyes went dark.

The "floater" in his eyes suddenly flew out.

The small sword shape suddenly enlarged, completely occupying his eyes and almost tearing them apart!

The severe pain made him cry out instinctively!

"Ah!! Money... Here! Don't hurt——"

Probably dead! Hallucinations.

He actually saw Da Huang talking!

The big yellow dog circled around him and called out anxiously, "Oh no! The sword fetus has been born prematurely. This old guy can't handle it. It's about to be sucked dry!"

Ni'er also hugged him tightly, patting his body with her little hands, as if to wake him up.

It’s okay…it’s okay…

He wanted to get up and say he was fine, but he couldn't open his eyes. Or maybe he had opened them as wide as possible, but his vision was completely occupied - that damn flying mosquito sword!
He seemed to see a sword flying across the sky, passing through the sky like a moon flying westward.

Then came a skinny dog, sick and dying, but it leaped high into the air so nimbly and bravely, towards the sword!

Do not--

Lao Quan shouted silently in his heart.

The old yellow dog seemed to look back at him, then left resolutely, crossing the world.

Tengu eats the moon!

Swallow the sword in one gulp!
The moment the sword was swallowed, the old yellow dog seemed to have turned into a shadow, becoming illusory in large pieces, and then disappeared into thin air.

The Flying Mosquito Sword pierced through its body, causing sparks to fly everywhere, and then the sword was ignited by the sparks, flying like a comet's tail!

A sudden enlightenment came to Lao Quan's mind.

This is the flying sword that he cultivated with his life, and it has been forged and formed at this moment, and has already awakened!

As for all the information about this sword, a basic flying sword technique was circulating in his mind.

What is a flying sword?
extraordinary?

I am... fifty-two years old. I am so old and so useless.

Can I still practice?
Nier kept pressing on Lao Quan's body, trying to make the old man more active and loosen up his muscles and promote blood circulation.

His thoughts chased after Old Huang: "You crazy dog! Is it worth it? Old Yan didn't come back in the end. He is just an ordinary person! He can't help you!"

The old yellow dog laughed: "Because he is Lao Quan! If he had been that old beast, I would have eaten him alive!"

Nier said in a sharp voice: "This is not something you would do. You and I are both born bad. You know clearly that sacrifice is not a virtue, but worthless stupidity!"

The old yellow dog didn't look back: "Yes, yes, stupid. Miss, you have never cared so much about someone."

Nier was silent for a moment, but her hands were still desperately casting seals to protect Lao Quan's mediocre body. Finally, she asked, "Yes. Why?"

The old yellow dog's voice was a little disembodied, because it was disappearing and turning into the sword. It murmured, "I am just a deformed human-demon, a man who was transformed into a dog... a dog brought here to protect the way. I am lucky to be treated as a relative. I am lucky... to forge a sword for him."

He was the first bloodthirsty demon, the seventh among the demons. He could not remember how many evil things he had done or how he died. There were not many things he could remember.

Lao Quan can kneel down for this old dog! Please let go and don't hit the dog.

When he was still a human, he was stepped on the ground and forced to crawl like a dog.

It is eaten by humans, and it also eats humans. As time goes by, it can no longer tell whether it is a human or a dog.

But at this moment, he has no regrets: "Although his talent is mediocre, this is definitely not a glorious sword. But I feel honored. I saved someone who cares about me for the sake of someone I care about."

Nier was silent for a while, and finally said, "Do you have anything to say to him?"

The yellow dog sneered: "There's nothing to say!"

"Leave a message." said Ni'er.

The yellow dog was silent for a moment, and finally said in his mind: "If he asks, tell him - old man, you'd better live for 500 years!"

Yan Chunhui is already dead.

Lao Quan is a complete person.

He didn't have amazing talent or extraordinary wisdom, but he was proof that the Flying Sword Era existed and was an entry ticket to a new era.

On the Guanhe Terrace, people are like a furnace. The shock of the times buries the sword with his body.

When Tai Shubai's sword light poured out the wine in the moon, when Yan Chunhui's sword light turned into stars in the sky.

When a man named "Lao Quan" forged his flying sword——

Lao Quan, Lao Quan, the way of the flying sword...

All is complete!

From now on, those who practice flying swords in the world will be able to reach the top.

……

……

There were two people standing on the roof not far away.

One of them had a flame pattern between his eyebrows, slightly dark skin, very white teeth, and was wrapped in a mysterious priest robe, which was incompatible with the original Tianshen religion.

The other one had her hair tied up with a jade crown, her eyes were like the calm sea, and she had an indescribable aura.

"You called me here just to show me this?" asked the man with his hair tied up in a jade crown.

Qing Huoqiming folded his arms and said, "I have been following and observing for a long time, and today I finally exposed my true colors - you are not going to erase the things Yan Chunhui left behind? As the saying goes, 'eradicate all evil'. Even if he has made some deal with Yuan Tianshen, I think Yuan Tianshen should give you some face."

Jiang Wang looked at the courtyard quietly.

The old yellow dog lay dead on the ground.

The old man was still unconscious with his eyes closed. The little girl kept shaking his body, crying but no sound came out.

The robber dressed as a dentist on the other side took the bloody bone-cutting knife and moved it away from the old yellow dog's neck... cursing: "Old man, you dare to let the dog bite me? This is not a matter of a few copper coins!"

Bang!
The gate was suddenly kicked open.

A group of heroes eager to grab the job rushed in, crowding the courtyard and making it very crowded. "You thief, put down your weapon and I will leave your body intact!"

"Old man, are you okay?"

"Don't be afraid, little girl. Come behind your sister!"

In order to support the Path of Righteous God, the country has specially posted a [Chivalrous List], where heroes can use their chivalrous points to redeem various mystical skills and secret techniques on the [Chivalrous List].

As a result, there are not enough criminals in the country. It is only when they encounter lonely old people and young girls from other places that the prostitutes dare to resume their old business, hoping to make a fortune and then run away.

"What do you think of the name Yan Chunhui?" Jiang Wang asked.

"Ah?" Qing Huoqiming looked at him in confusion.

Jiang Wang had turned around. He walked slowly on the roof, just like a long time ago, when he held his sister's hand and said he wanted to go to the distant starry sky.

"Interestingly, the words engraved on my sword are 'Swallow Returns to the Nest'."

The world is not always snowy.

One day, spring returned to the earth and the swallows returned to their nests.

……

On a night like this, it's easy to think of the old times.

There was a swordsman with dead eyes who went to the starry sea alone to find a way.

Or maybe he had no intention of coming back, because he left his sword behind.

When he returned exhausted, or with gray hair and loose teeth... he actually discovered that there were flying swords in the world.

How he felt at that time.

Is it crying or laughing?
You should laugh!
After all, the stars are shining.

After all, we are riding the raft forward.

……

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【End of this volume】

Thanks to the big alliance "恰恰好好好" for the new reward to the silver alliance!

Thanks to the book friend "Dumb Lake Left Guardian" for becoming the leader of this book, which is the 910th alliance of the Red Heart Sky Patrol

Thanks to the book friend "Royal Tree-cutting Group" for becoming the leader of this book, the 911th Alliance of the Red Heart Sky Patrol!
Thanks to the book friend "Ming Yue Jin Duo" for becoming the leader of this book, and the 912th leader of the Chi Xin Xun Tian!
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I will write a summary tomorrow and share with you my thoughts on the last volume. Of course it will be a little late. I am going to sleep.