Xie Yao looked at Zhong Guanyuan in silence for a long time, and said slowly: "You are the ones who inherited Daoqi from the three emperors of Wu Dao, and you were the ones who caused the loss of Daoqi during the game with Tiandao. I don't understand what else you have." The face is pretentious in front of today’s orthodoxy. en8.”
Every word is chilling to the bone, and not even remotely popular.
"Your temper..." Zhong Guanyuan shook his head and motioned for Ji Yihe to step back, "I'm afraid Qing Emperor won't be able to relax knowing that his current heir is like this."
The complicated patterns on Xie Yao's forehead flickered slightly, and he said coldly: "The gods have lost their temper? Oh, yes, you don't even have yourself, you are just the enforcers of rules assimilated by the way of heaven."
"Qing Emperor... is a very gentle god. He is different from guys like you." Zhong Guanyuan looked at Xie Yao calmly, without even a hint of smile on his face, "But for Shinto, such a Qing Emperor That's the scariest thing, maybe you will be better than him."
This description of a gentle god is as unbelievable as the "Palace of Parting".
But Zhong Guanyuan's solemn look makes people have to think about it.
Xie Yao was not prepared to argue with Zhong Guanyuan on this issue. He asked directly: "When are you going to let the Heavenly Palace come?"
Zhong Guanyuan smiled half-heartedly. He raised his hand to touch the soft golden lace in front of his eyes and asked, "Can't wait any longer?"
It's not that Xie Yao can't wait, it's that the monastic world can't wait. Instead of passively accepting the punishment from heaven, it is better to use the incomplete Tao chess to fight for the secret of life and death before that.
A long time ago, Wu Dao used such a huge gamble to obtain the method of breaking through from Tiandao. They opened up the Hedao, and practitioners of the Hedao can directly grab power from the Heavenly Dao. But soon the practitioners who tried to repeat their old tricks lost everything, and the witchcraft disappeared.
Shinto, who took over Daoqi, quickly reached the end of Hedao. They wanted to use the same method to break through Hedao and get out of the shackles of Heavenly Dao. However, Huang Quanbi died, the divine way disappeared, and the Taoist chess was incomplete. The loser was left with only a mess in the current monastic world, and a punishment that could come at any time.
"Answer me." The whisk in Xie Yao's hand trembled slightly, and Ji Yihe nervously stopped in front of Zhong Guanyuan, carefully observing his every move.
Zhong Guanyuan smiled again. He reached out and touched Ji Yihe's head and ruffled his hair: "It won't take long. We need the Ancient Mirror of the Four Seas, the Palace Villa, and..."
Ji Yihe tugged at the corner of his clothes to signal him to stop talking. en8.
"What else?" Xie Yao thought for a while, but couldn't come to a conclusion, "Let's not talk about the thing you don't want to mention. The ancient mirror of the Four Seas alone is already incomplete, and no one can enter the palace villa anymore. How easy is it to lead the Heavenly Palace?"
"Since the Qing Emperor arranged it like this back then, there is a way to do it." Zhong Guanyuan smiled kindly. He was well-dressed, simple and exquisite, but he looked like a magic stick no matter how he looked at it, "Jie Yin Tian Palace is Bai Yin. It is beneficial without any harm, but I hope you will tell the saint and ask him to consider it carefully."
Receiving the Heavenly Palace means the return of Shinto, and at least half of the Taoist tradition in this world must be destroyed to accommodate them. Not accepting Yintian Palace means that there is no Taoist chess and no insiders of the great catastrophe. The current Taoists have no other choice but to wait for the great catastrophe of heaven and earth.
In other words, to join the Heavenly Palace is to use most of the Taoist tradition to bet on a trivial possibility. If it succeeds, it can break the destiny and go against the will of heaven; if it fails, the ending will be similar to that of Shinto.
Xie Yao knew that the Immortal Saint's intention to control the Tongtian Divine Vein and Nanfeng Li Palace was simply to prevent the coming of the Immortal Dao. However, using Dao Fruit to disperse power is only a temporary measure. To completely solve the problem, Dao Chess must be relied upon.
Incomplete Tao chess is a double-edged sword. It makes the way of heaven no longer flawless, and also makes the game of the practitioners more difficult.
"I know." Xie Yao agreed after careful consideration, and then asked, "I will discuss with the saint about opening the gate to the Divine Vein Realm, but you are the only one who can assemble the ancient mirrors of the Four Seas and clean up the current orthodoxy. Come and do it.”
If Zhong Guanyuan tricked them into opening the realm gate, but he was completely unprepared, the damage to the immortal world and the human world would be great.
"Shinto still lived a hundred thousand years ago. Can you tell me how we can seize the current Taoism?" Zhong Guanyuan casually pulled off the golden lace and rolled his eyes at Xie Yao angrily, "The ancient mirror is the problem. Not much, I should go and meet that guy Yun Qing within the next few decades."
Ji Yihe took the golden lace from Zhong Guanyuan's hand with an uneasy expression, and then wrapped it around his own hand. He stopped talking several times, but finally said nothing.
Xie Yao noticed a very subtle thing: "Did you call her Yun Qing?"
"Is there something wrong?" Zhong Guanyuan glanced at Xie Yao strangely, "It's too abrupt for you to change the subject! Now let's talk about what happened just now. We can't destroy the current orthodoxy. You have to do it yourself. .”
Names have special meanings, which can be blessings or curses. Practitioners with Taoism will be very sensitive to this. After Xie Yao entered the Shenyin Sect and learned about the issue of Biluo Huangquan, he began to doubt the authenticity of the name "Yun Qing". As she said herself, if she really woke up from Yaoque Tower without knowing anything, then she shouldn't have a name.
Therefore, the only name that has causal meaning for her is Huang Quan.
As a god, Zhong Guanyuan is more sensitive to these. If he directly calls Huang Quan by the name "Yun Qing", it means that this is a "real name" to a certain extent. However, it is not ruled out that Zhong Guanyuan deliberately chose a pseudonym that both he and Xie Yao knew in order to avoid Huang Quan's perception of cause and effect.
Xie Yao did not ask Zhong Guanyuan any more, but still quietly wrote down the matter: "You want to provoke a civil war between saints."
Zhong Guanyuan showed an unobstructed smile after taking off his belt. He said: "Yes, if they don't die, the orthodoxy they guard will not perish. And if those orthodoxies don't perish, how can we come? If the Heavenly Palace cannot Come...then the disaster that occurs once in a hundred thousand years will continue endlessly, and sooner or later the monastic world will be grinded to death by a slow knife."
Xie Yao's eyes were calm and indifferent: "How many saints have you told this?"
Zhong Guanyuan chuckled and said: "All of them. They were born for the monastic world, and now it is natural for them to die for the monastic world."
There was no smile in his laughter, it was full of eternal sadness.
Xie Yao frowned and held the whisk's hand slightly: "Has anyone promised?"
Zhong Guanyuan raised his eyebrows: "No one agreed."
Xie Yao's brows furrowed even more tightly, and the mark on his forehead began to flicker: "But I think you seem to have a plan in mind."
"Saints still need some time. No one agrees now, but no one can refuse in the future. Those who can refuse will not be able to reach this holy position, such as you, such as Yun Qing, and such as the former Biluo Huangquan."
Zhong Guanyuan is indeed confident. He has calculated for a hundred thousand years, and there is no reason why he can't figure out a little bit of people's hearts.
What Biluo and Huangquan want to prove is the eternal Tao. Because they are immortal, they don't need any successors, and they don't care what happens to the monastic world.
But the saints are different. They were born to alleviate the crisis in the monastic world. They use themselves as containers to gather Tao fruits, and when the Tao fruits wither, they die to spread Tao seeds. The meaning of their existence is to ward off any disasters for the monastic world and pave a way for practitioners to escape from desperate situations.
So even if you die, you will die well and naturally.
It sounds like this.
"I understand, then..." Xie Yao lowered his eyes and looked slightly gloomy, "I'm waiting for the good news from the Heavenly Palace."
Zhong Guanyuan closed his eyes and gently patted Ji Yihe beside him: "I will definitely live up to my expectations."
Ji Yihe went around behind him and covered him with the golden tie. The edges of the metal were dim and the soft satin clung to his eyes. Zhong Guanyuan has been walking for a hundred thousand years. With the appearance of an ordinary person and the heart of a god, no one can feel the collapse of the monastic world more clearly than him. Now the last chance was in front of Shinto. No matter how small the opportunity was, he decided to give it a try.
Drag the entire monastic world together and give it a try.
Zhong Guanyuan turned around and was about to leave, but after taking a few steps, he turned back and said, "By the way, if there is a shortage of manpower, I can transfer Chongxi and the others to you."
Xie Yao looked at him with some scrutiny, but Zhong Guanyuan quickly restored his previous smiling expression without seeing any flaws.
"I'm serious. For the sake of Qing Emperor, it doesn't matter if I help you with something." Zhong Guanyuan's expression was extremely exaggerated. He seemed like he just wanted to show his heart to others. Xie Yao looked at him from his face. The word "serious" is not visible at all.
Xie Yao pointed at the young man in white hiding behind Zhong Guanyuan with his fly whisk: "Forget about the other descendants of the gods, how about leaving him behind?"
Zhong Guanyuan's expression suddenly stiffened, and he quickly waved his hand to refuse, saying: "No, no, Yi He's cultivation is not bad, but he is very shy and easily shy. I don't trust him to follow you around, so I'd better let a few others follow him. You."
Xie Yao shook his head inwardly. Since Zhong Guanyuan dared to take him in and out of the Heavenly Palace to lobby the saints, then his cultivation must be more than just "okay". He could at least protect an ordinary person like Zhong Guanyuan from harm in front of a saint.
Ji Yihe was extremely thin and his face was abnormally pale. As soon as he saw Xie Yao's fly whisk pointed at him, he immediately lowered his head and said nothing. He tugged on Zhong Guanyuan's clothes to hide him tightly. Every time Zhong Guanyuan spoke, his head lowered further. It seemed that He was going to faint if he said any more.
"Thank you very much, Senior Zhong."
Xie Yao put away his whisk and turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared in front of the two of them.