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 Sovereigns of Wu Dao, and you are also the ones who caused the loss of Daoqi in the game with the Dao of Heaven. I don't understand what else you have The face is putting on airs in front of today's orthodoxy."
Every word is cold to the bone, not even half popular.
"You have such a temper..." Zhong Guanyuan shook his head, he motioned for Ji Yihe to back down, "Qingdi knows that his current heir is like this, I'm afraid he can't let it go."
The complex pattern on Xie Yao's forehead flickered slightly, and he said coldly: "The gods have lost their temper? Oh, yes, you don't even have your own self, but you are just rule enforcers assimilated by heaven."
"Qingdi...is a very gentle god, he is different from a guy like you." Zhong Guanyuan looked at Xie Yao calmly, and there was no smile in his expression, "But for Shinto, such a Qingdi It's the scariest thing, maybe you will be better than him."
Gentle god, such a description is as unbelievable as "Farewell Palace".
But Zhong Guanyuan's solemn expression makes people have to imagine.
Xie Yao didn't intend to entangle Zhong Guanyuan on this issue any longer, he asked bluntly: "When are you going to let the Heavenly Palace descend?"
Zhong Guanyuan's smile was not a smile, he raised his hand to caress the soft golden lace in front of his eyes, and asked back: "Can't wait anymore?"
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 the Dao of Heaven, it is better to fight for the secret of life and death with the incomplete Dao Chess before that.
A long time ago, Wu Dao used such a gamble to obtain the method of breaking through and entering Dao from Tian Dao. They opened up the way of harmony, and practitioners of the way of harmony can directly grab power from the way of heaven. But the practitioners who tried to repeat the old tricks soon lost everything, and the witchcraft disappeared.
Shendao, who took over Daoqi, quickly reached the end of Hedao, and they wanted to break through Hedao in the same way and get out of the shackles of Heavenly Dao. But Huang Quanbi died, the divine way disappeared, and Daoqi was incomplete. The losers are left with a mess in the current monastic world and a punishment that may come at any time.
"Answer me." The fly in Xie Yao's hand trembled slightly, and Ji Yi nervously stopped in front of Zhong Guanyuan, watching his every move carefully.
Zhong Guanyuan laughed again, he reached out and touched Ji Yihe's head, and messed up his hair: "It won't be long, we need the ancient mirror of the world, the palace, and..."
Ji Yihe tugged at the corner of his clothes, signaling him not to continue talking.
"Anything else?" Xie Yao thought for a while, but couldn't come to a conclusion, "Let's not talk about the one you don't want to mention, the ancient mirrors of the four seas alone are not complete, and no one can enter the Li Palace. Introducing the Heavenly Palace is easier said than done?"
"Since Emperor Qing arranged this way back then, there is his own way." Zhong Guanyuan smiled kindly. He was well-dressed, simple and exquisite, but no matter how he looked, he looked like a magic stick. If it is beneficial but not harmful, I hope you will tell the sage and ask him to consider it carefully."
Receiving the Heavenly Palace means the reappearance of the divine way, and at least half of the orthodoxy of this world must be destroyed to accommodate them. Not picking up Tiangong means that there is no dao chess, no one who knows the catastrophe, and the current Taoists have no choice but to wait for the catastrophe.
In other words, leading Tiangong is to gamble on an insignificant possibility with more than half of Taoism. If it succeeds, it can break the fate and go against the law of heaven; if it fails, the ending will be similar to that of the gods.
Xie Yao knew that the sages of the immortal way were now guarding the Tongtian Shenmai and Nanfengli Palace to their death, and it was nothing more than to prevent the divine way from coming. However, using Dao fruit to disperse power is only an expedient measure after all, to completely solve the problem depends on Dao chess.
Incomplete Dao chess is a double-edged sword. It makes the way of heaven no longer flawless, and it also makes the game more difficult for practitioners.
"I see." Xie Yao responded after careful consideration, and he continued to ask, "I will discuss with the sage about opening the gate of the Tongtian Divine Vein, but you are the only one who needs to gather ancient mirrors from all over the world and clean up the current orthodoxy Come and do it."
If Zhong Guanyuan deceived them to open the gate, in fact, he was completely unprepared on his side, and the damage to immortality and humanity would be great.
"Shinto still lived 100,000 years ago. Are you talking about how we can seize today's Taoism?" Zhong Guanyuan tore off the golden belt casually, and gave Xie Yao an annoyed look. "The ancient mirror is the problem." Not much, I should see that guy Yunqing in the next few decades."
Ji Yihe took the golden lace from Zhong Guanyuan's hand with an uneasy expression, and wrapped it around his own hand. He hesitated to speak for several times, but finally said nothing.
Xie Yao noticed a very subtle thing: "You call her Yun Qing?"
"What's wrong?" Zhong Guanyuan gave Xie Yao a strange look, "It's too blunt for you to change the subject! Let's talk about what happened just now. We can't destroy the current orthodoxy. You have to do it yourself. .”
The name has a special meaning, it can be a blessing or a curse, and a practitioner with a Dao seed will be very sensitive to this. After Xie Yao entered Shenyin Gate and learned about Biluo Huangquan, he began to doubt the authenticity of the name "Yunqing". As she herself said, if she really woke up from Yaoque Pagoda knowing nothing, then she shouldn't have a name either.
So for her, the only title that has causal meaning is Huang Quan.
As a god, Zhong Guanyuan is more sensitive to these things. If he directly calls Huang Quan by the name "Yunqing", it means to some extent that this is his "real name". But it doesn't rule 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 didn't ask Zhong Guanyuan any more, but he still quietly wrote down the matter: "You want to provoke a civil war among saints."
After Zhong Guanyuan untied the tie, his smile appeared unobstructed. He said, "Yes, if they don't die, the orthodoxy they guard will not perish, and those orthodoxy will not perish, how can we come? If Tiangong can't Come...then the catastrophe that occurs once every 100,000 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 said this to?"
Zhong Guanyuan smiled and said: "All of them. They were born for the world of cultivation, and now it is only natural that they die for the world of cultivation."
There was no smile in his laughter, it was full of eternal sadness.
Xie Yao frowned, and held Fuchen's hand tightly: "Has anyone promised?"
Zhong Guanyuan raised his eyebrows: "Nobody agreed."
Xie Yao's brows frowned even tighter, and the brand on his forehead began to flicker: "But I think you seem to have a plan in mind."
"The saints still need a little time. No one agrees now, but no one can refuse in the future. Those who can refuse will not be able to go to this holy position, such as you, such as Yunqing, or the former Bi Luo Huang Quan."
Zhong Guanyuan is indeed confident, he has calculated for 100,000 years, there is no reason why he can't figure out a little bit of people's hearts.
What Bi Luo and Huang Quan want to prove is the eternal and immortal Tao. Because of immortality, they don't need any successors, and they don't care what will happen to the world of Taoism.
But the saints of different paths are different, they were born to alleviate the crisis in the world of cultivation. They use themselves as containers to gather the Dao fruits, and when the Dao fruits wither, they die and spread the Dao seeds. The meaning of their existence is to resist any disasters for the monastic world, and to pave a way for practitioners to escape from desperation.
So even if you die, you will die well and as a matter of course.
It sounds like it is.
"I see, then..." Xie Yao lowered his eyes, his expression darkened, "Waiting for the good news from Tiangong."
Zhong Guanyuan closed his eyes, lightly patted Ji Yihe beside him: "I will definitely live up to expectations."
Ji Yihe went around behind him and covered him with the golden tie, the metal edges were dimmed, and the soft satin was close to the eyes. Zhong Guanyuan walked for a full hundred thousand years. With the appearance of an ordinary person and the heart of a god, no one could feel the collapse of the monastic world more clearly than him. Now the last chance was before Shendao, no matter how small this chance was, he decided to give it a go.
Drag the whole monastic world together and give it a go.
Zhong Guanyuan turned around and was about to leave, but before 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 cast some scrutiny on him, but Zhong Guanyuan quickly recovered his previous smiling expression, without any flaws.
"I'm serious. For Emperor Qing's sake, it doesn't matter if you do something for me." Zhong Guanyuan's expression was extraordinarily exaggerated, as if he just wanted to show his heart to others. I can't see the word "serious" at all.
Xie Yao pointed at the young man in white who was hiding behind Zhong Guanyuan with his fly whisk: "Forget about the other descendants of the gods, how about keeping him?"
Zhong Guanyuan's expression froze immediately, and he quickly waved his hand to refuse, saying: "No, no, Yihe's cultivation is not bad, but he is very serious about life, and he is easy to shy. I don't worry about him running around with you, let the others follow you You."
Xie Yao shook his head inwardly. Since Zhong Guanyuan dared to take him into and out of the Heavenly Palace to lobby the saints, then his cultivation must be more than just "okay". At least he can protect an ordinary person like Zhong Guanyuan unscathed in front of a saint.
Ji Yihe's body was exceptionally thin, and his complexion was abnormally pale. As soon as he saw Xie Yao's whisk pointing at him, he immediately bowed his head in silence, pulled Zhong Guanyuan's clothes to hide himself firmly, every time Zhong Guanyuan said a word, his head lowered a little more, it seemed Any more and he was going to faint.
"Then thank you, Senior Zhong."
Xie Yao put away his whisk and disappeared in front of the two of them as a ray of breeze.