The questioners in the Qingtianjian Fantasy Realm were actually their divine souls, and the same was true for Jing Jiu.With no physical body, only a divine soul, his Netherworld Immortal Sword can have unimaginable speed, even the powerhouses of the Yuanying Realm can't compete with it.Jing Jiu didn't answer Mo Gong's question, and silently replied to Zhenyuan.Mo Gong left the ruins and walked towards the snow, and the dense holes on his body opened again, shooting countless blood arrows.He didn't seem to feel anything at all, and he didn't stop until he walked in front of Jing Jiu.He felt the loss of vitality and the fading of the mystery in the sky, and remembered Jing Jiu's previous words looking back on the past, and he couldn't help but feel a little stunned.This kind of remorse is not remorse, because he wants to do both things, he wants to see the picture in the sky, and he wants the future of the human race to be beautiful.He just regretted that these two things came at the same time, and he had to make a choice.In the end, he didn't draw his sword, which can only be said to be a miss, of course, it may also be because he still has an instinctive fear of the sky.Mo Gong said to Jing Jiu: "It's a pity that we often only have one choice. ”Jing Jiu said: "Yes, this is a pity. ”Mo Gong didn't say anything more, slowly sat down in the snow, raised his sleeve to wipe the blood off his face, then closed his eyes and said goodbye.The wind and snow died down early, and it was quiet.Zhuo Rusui sealed his bleeding broken arm and turned the wheelchair around.Tong Yan's face was pale, his breathing was short, and his thick eyebrows were raised extremely high, representing great doubt, and he said to Jing Jiu: "What are you afraid of me guessing?"
”Jing Jiu said: "You have already guessed, but I will not admit it, so don't say it again, die." ”There was a look of regret in Tong Yan's eyes, and then he smiled, tilted his head, and his breathing was cut off.Liu Shi-year-old sat up from the rubble with difficulty, gasped and said, "It hurts a little. ”The bloody hole in his chest was so large that it looked terrifying, and you could imagine the pain.Mo Gong's realm strength was too strong, if it weren't for the sword being locked by him with such a bloody method, it would be difficult for the Nether Immortal Sword to kill him so smoothly.Jing Jiu said, "Don't hold on, let's go." ”He was the emperor of Chu, but killing the prince of King Jing who came from the palace would inevitably cause an uproar afterwards.Liu was ten years old as his personal guard, and he was going to die after all.Liu Shinian took out his sword and put it across his neck, and when he was about to exert himself, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Your Majesty, what is our relationship?"
”Jing Jiu said: "You will know when you go out." ”Liu Shi-year-old said: "Then I'll go first." ”Jing Jiu said: "Wait for me outside, don't go far." ”Liu Shinian said yes, his hands were slightly forced, and he killed himself.Although Zhuo Rusui was seriously injured, his life was worry-free, and as a well-known assassin in the illusion, he must have a way to escape from the palace.Before leaving, he also asked Jing Jiu a question."
What's so weird about your sword?"
This is talking about the fact that before entering the illusion realm, in the valley where Bai Zao cultivated, they had a battle, and Zhuo Rusui felt strange at that time, Ming Jingjiu's sword looked very ordinary, but every time they met, it would make his sword yuan run a little stagnant.There were a lot of weirdness in that iron sword, and Jing Jiu knew what he was asking, and said, "My sword is poisonous. ”Zhuo Rusui thought about his performance on weekdays, spread his hands and said, "Uncle Shi, I think you are a poisonous person." ”………… The silence in the palace gate brought unimaginable anxiety to the people outside the palace gate, and the scholar could no longer wait like this.There was a loud bang, and the palace gate was smashed open by the forbidden army's heavy log.The scholar waved his sleeves to dissuade the left and right, entered first, looked at the picture in front of him, his expression changed suddenly, and he turned around and ordered everyone to retreat and not to trespass.The ministers and the forbidden soldiers retreated as ordered, using curtains to cut off the sight from inside and outside, and the scholar watched with a cold face as these things were done before turning around again.Looking at the blood and water on the snow and those terrible pictures, his face was a little pale, his body shook slightly, and he muttered, "Why bother?
”Mo Gong sat on the ground, covered in blood, with his eyes closed, already dead.King Jing sat in a wheelchair, tilted his head, and was no longer breathing.The thin black guard who was not half a step away from His Majesty was also dead, with a huge blood hole in his chest and a terrifying blood line in his throat.The scholar walked in front of Jing Jiu, just such a short distance, he used a lot of strength, and the wrinkles on his face were much deeper, as if he was several years older.Jing Jiu said with an indifferent expression: "The prince of King Jing colluded with Mo Gong to assassinate me, and died with this guard. ”The scholar naturally knew that this was not the truth, His Majesty just gave himself an explanation, and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty......
Why are you doing this?
”Jing Jiu said: "King Jing Shizi guessed some of my thoughts, so he must die. ”The scholar said bitterly: "As soon as this matter comes out, King Jing will either vote for Zhao, or vote for Qin, or directly turn around, no matter how difficult it is for Chu to win the world, doesn't Your Majesty care?"
”Jing Jiu said: "Those scholars and ordinary people who are making trouble outside the palace, you should know very well what they are thinking.There is nothing wrong with fearing war and avoiding war, it is human nature, but if you want to win the world, it is not feasible to rely on Chu people alone. ”The state of Chu has been peaceful for a long time, and the people are feminine, and they only want to be properly safed and carefully preserved, so as not to suffer him, to avoid him from being displaced, and to avoid him from having no branches to rely on.Such a people are only suitable for being a people, and nothing else."
With enough time, these can change."
The scholar looked at Jing Jiu and said earnestly: "Although I am old, Your Majesty, you are still young." ”Jing Jiu said: "I can only change some people around me, I can't and don't want to change everyone in the world, it's too tiring and troublesome." ”………… The assassination of the Snow Palace, the capital was in turmoil, and there were many troubles to deal with, so Scholar Zhang couldn't get tired and left the palace in a hurry, naturally he didn't forget to order someone to clean up the blood and corpses in the snow, just like Jing Jiu encountered the first assassination in the morning light many years ago.The riots outside the imperial city, the assassinations and arsons in the capital, were all suppressed, and the city was filled with cries and curses.Those scholars and people who were worried about the safety of King Jing's son, after being dispersed by the forbidden army, naturally spread a lot of rumors, which was quite unfavorable to Jing Jiu.For example, those thunderbolts in the snowy sky must be the dissatisfaction of the Lord of Heaven with His Majesty's perverse actions!
Many ministers were trying to persuade scholars not to be so tough, and more than a dozen ministers wanted to take advantage of this to force the emperor to abdicate.The scholar was furious and directly sent all these people to prison.When the twilight was deep, the scholar entered the palace again to face the monarch and carefully reported the situation in the court and the reaction of the Cangzhou side.King Jing really wanted to kill the emperor when he entered the palace, the problem is that now that he is dead, and His Majesty the Emperor is still alive, then no one believes the words of the imperial court.In order to appease the people, the imperial court always has to do something, and His Majesty the Emperor should do something more."
Abolish the emperor, or expel it."
Jing Jiu pulled his black hair behind him, tied it with a cloth belt, and said, "But don't try to kill me." ”Of course, the scholar would not depose the emperor, although he had already understood that His Majesty did not want to be the emperor at all.If the throne is vacant, those useless princes will inevitably jump out, and King Jing, who is far away in Cangzhou, doesn't know what to do.After pondering for a while, he said, "Your Majesty, write an edict for yourself, and then go to the cold palace." ”Jing Jiu said, "Yes." ”The scholar sighed inwardly and got up and walked out of the hall.The threshold seemed to burn in the twilight.When he stepped over the threshold, the scholar suddenly thought of a possibility, turned to look at Jing Jiu, his eyes lit up slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to have a son?"
”Jing Jiu's answer was very simple and clear."
I don't want to."………… The twilight is getting deeper, and the night is beginning to arrive, and the blood outside the hall is washed away with the snow, without a little smell of blood, and even the palace gate has been repaired.fluttering, the bluebird spread its wings and flew in, landed on the window, and looked at Jing Jiu.Jing Jiu said, "Thank you. ”He rarely says thank you to people because he rarely needs help.Today, when Mo Gong stepped into the palace, the blue bird flew away from the chessboard, stood at the corner of the eaves at a high place, and made a very clever selection of pictures with a perspective - the cultivators in the real world only knew that Mo Gong was dead, but they didn't see his shot, and Tong Yan was sitting in a wheelchair at that time, with his back to the Snow Pavilion, and he couldn't see the specific picture.There is no love and hate in the world for no reason, and any help needs to be reciprocated, but sometimes the reward is one's own spiritual satisfaction.The blue bird does not belong to this kind of thing, and said, "I hope you can help me figure out a problem." ”Jing Jiu said: "Speak." ”The blue bird said, "Why can Mo Gong see the truth?
”At that time, Mo Gong was standing in the snow, glanced at it in the sky, and saw the truth.Then the thunder will fall, and the heavenly calamity will be born.The blue bird is not afraid of this matter, otherwise it will not leave paw prints on the snow, helping Mo Gong to see the truth more clearly.Jing Jiu said: "Only by being real can we see the truth, and such things will become more and more in the illusion." ”The blue bird said, "Why?
”Jing Jiu looked into her eyes and said meaningfully, "This question has to be asked to yourself." ”Bluebird understood what he meant, and was silent for a long time.If Mo Gong wakes up and becomes a real life, what will happen to her, the Qingtian Spirit?
Or is it that there are changes that I don't know about at some moment, and these things will appear in Qingtianjian?
When was that moment?
Blue Bird remembered that it should have been the time when she lied to Bai Zhenren.She looked into Jing Jiu's eyes, and said with a hint of fear and a hint of yearning, "What are you......
What is it?
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