When the two sides were fighting frantically again, Hua Yanyu suddenly shouted: "Wu Zhao, break the formation, otherwise, your woman will die!"
"What?" I suddenly looked at Hua Yanyu, but the latter jumped out of the circle under Dou Ma's fierce attack: "Stop, otherwise Guan Qingyan will die!"
I glared at Hua Yanyu and asked, "What did you do to Guan Qingyan?"
Hua Yanyu smiled and said, "How about you take a look yourself? Bring the person up."
Hua Yanyu shouted several times but no one responded, so she shouted angrily: "Where is the person?"
Only then did two sorcerers drag Guan Qingyan up. When I saw Guan Qingyan, my heart sank - the way Guan Qingyan was being dragged didn't look like she was alive.
Hua Yanyu walked over and grabbed Guan Qingyan's hair and pulled her up: "How did she die?"
A sorcerer trembled and said: "She committed suicide. We thought..."
"Bastard!" Hua Yanyu waved her hand and slapped away the two sorcerers who were guarding Guan Qingyan.
I didn't watch how Hua Yanyu was beating her chest. All I could see was Guan Qingyan with a smile on her face. One of her hands was tightly clenched into a fist, and she never let go until she died. What she was holding in her hand should be my Qingfei Dart, right
Definitely!
I never gave Guan Qingyan anything except the Green Fly Dart which she regarded as a talisman. She said that the presence of the Green Fly Dart was like my presence.
Guan Qingyan knew that she would become a bargaining chip to threaten me, so in order not to embarrass me, she chose to leave. She left without saying a word, leaving me only a smile and the green aphid dart in her hand.
After a few seconds, I could no longer control my hatred: "Hua Yanyu, I'm going to kill you!"
"Stop!" Gu Piaoran hugged me from behind, "Don't be impulsive! If you rush out, the formation will be broken, it's against the will of heaven..."
"Fuck your heaven-defying tricks. I don't care what heaven-defying tricks are. I'm going to kill people!" Although I struggled desperately, I couldn't break free from Gu Piaoran's hand as I had lost all my internal strength.
At this moment, Dou Ma shouted, "Kill her! Kill Hua Yanyu!"
Dou Ma attacked Hua Yanyu again, but the latter began to fight with her without any intention of direct confrontation: "Wu Zhao, you are right, what does defying the heaven have to do with you? You are just a tool in their eyes."
"Every one of them has an obsession, and everyone wants to change their fate. But what is your obsession? Is it your three women? Haven't you chosen who you want yet?"
"Besides, you followed them all the way to rebel against the heavens. What have they done for you? They even lost your woman. Did they ever regard you as a companion? Give up! Get out. As long as you get out, everything will be over."
"You know how to use the Zhan family's secret technique of blood transformation, right? Use up half of your blood and energy, and you'll be able to break out."
"If you rush out now, you can still get Lu Xiaoying. If you don't come out, even Lu Xiaoying will be gone. My people have already captured Lu Xiaoying. Do you think she will die for you as well?"
"You..." I just started to yell, and then I saw a man standing up among the five hundred fortune-tellers: "I'm here."
Road wins!
Lu Xiaoying stood up from the fate master and said coldly: "How can the Half-Life Dao against the Heaven not have a successor of the Divine Hand? Wu Zhao, you can't move now. Once you go out..."
Hua Yanyu laughed loudly and said, "Even if Lu Xiaoying is in there, what can it do? Xiao Baitang died because of our calculations, and Guan Qingyan also committed suicide for you. Lu Xiaoying is one person, and they are two people. Do you choose to stay and protect Lu Xiaoying, or choose to come and seek revenge from me?"
Although I stopped, I clenched my fists tightly. I wanted to go out and take revenge, but...
While I was struggling, I suddenly heard a sound of wind above my head, and Bai Ze and Ning Nitian fell from the sky at the same time.
Gu Piaoran and I simultaneously let go of each other's hands and ran to the two people to take them. But before we could get there, Ning Nitian fell heavily to the ground. As blood foam gushed out of his mouth, Ning Nitian laughed and said, "I... I succeeded..."
The five hundred life masters stood up almost at the same time, cheering like crazy. The two sides fighting outside the formation also stopped at the same time and turned their heads to look up at the sky.
There was no change in the sky, but Ning Nitian stood up in a panic: "I want to see her, I want to see her... Quick... Quick... Help me put my clothes in order."
Among us, besides Lu Xiaoying, are there any other women
But Ning Nitian didn't care about that and continued to wipe the blood off his face in a panic. However, the more he wiped, the more blood there was on his face, staining his entire face red.
Just as I was about to go over to help him, I saw a gleam of light in Ning Nitian's eyes - his eyes had grown back. Did he really succeed
But where is his woman
Someone shouted: "There's someone over there, a woman! Look, look..."
When I turned around, I saw a woman's silhouette slowly gathering over there. As time went by, the woman's shadow became clearer and clearer.
Someone shouted, "It really came out! Senior, look, look!"
“Yes, look…” Although most of the five hundred fortune tellers could not see the light, they shouted excitedly, as if they were the ones who were about to see their loved ones.
Ning Nitian shook off Gu Piaoran who was supporting him and walked towards the woman. "Ayuan, is that you? I'm here, I'm Xiaotian, I'm Xiaotian!"
When Ning Nitian was about to get close to the woman, she suddenly attacked, stabbing two fingers into Ning Nitian's eyes like swords. Ning Nitian, who was caught off guard, immediately burst into blood in his eyes, and he covered his eyes with his hands and stepped back repeatedly: "My eyes!"
However, the woman stretched out her hand to lure the Rakshasa who had fallen to the ground, and then stabbed Ning Nitian in the heart with her knife.
"Get out of the way!" Although Gu Piaoran pushed Ning Nitian away with a palm, he was still a step too late. Luosha's blade pierced through Ning Nitian's right chest. When the other party wanted to withdraw his hand, Ning Nitian stretched out his arms and hugged the other party tightly. But the figure of the woman slowly dissipated in his arms again.
"What's wrong? What happened?" the invisible fortune teller asked loudly in a crying voice.
“Wow, wow, wow…” Those who could see were just crying loudly and couldn’t utter a single word.
Hua Yanyu laughed wildly and said, "Hahahaha... Do you want to defy heaven? You still lost! As long as you lose, heaven will punish you with the thing you want most."
"You can't see it, right? Let me tell you. Ning Nitian lost. He was blinded by the woman he loved, and then stabbed through the heart. His woman was also gone, and her soul was forever scattered."
Before Hua Yanyu finished speaking, Ning Nitian suddenly burst into laughter: "Oh my God, what if you don't let me see it? I still saw A Yuan at the last moment, I didn't lose!"
Ning Nitian grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it out of his body: "Wu Zhao, you are our hope! Nitian! Nitian! Nitian! I will clear a way for you!"
Ning Nitian waved his hand and threw the knife in front of me, but his soul left his body and flew straight into the air: "Even if my soul is scattered, I will make a way for you! Nitian, Nitian, Nitian..."
When Ning Nitian flew towards the thread of fate, a blind fortune teller suddenly pulled out a dagger from his body and stabbed him in the chest fiercely: "Mr. Wu, I will also open a way for you. You are our hope!"
A fortune teller picked up a bloody dagger from the ground, grasped his sleeve with one hand, and wiped the blood off the knife: "Mr. Wu, the old predecessor is gone. He gave us hope, and now our last ray of hope is you. What have we done? We did nothing. The ancestor passed down the secret art of divination to give us a way to make a living on our own. But God wants to punish us. People like us have lost too much in this life. We want to defy God, but we don't have the ability. You are our hope, I'll go first."
The fortune teller stabbed himself in the abdomen with the knife, then knelt down in front of me: "Mr. Wu, against the will of heaven, you must..."
The fortune teller died, and another soul rushed into the sky.
"Mr. Wu, we're going to clear the way!" Five hundred life masters drew their swords and committed suicide, one after another falling in a pool of blood. Their souls flew into the sky like moths to a flame, leaving behind blood-stained copper coins all over the ground, like fallen petals, colorful and dazzling.
Ning Nitian's voice came from the sky: "There are not enough people, who will help Wu Zhao Nitian?"
"Wu Zhao, against the heavens, here I come!" Sun Yifan also slashed his sword and committed suicide while shouting wildly. His body, covered in blood, fell to the ground, still holding the sword, pointing to the sky.
"Someone must end the tragedy of Half-Life Dao! Senior Brother Wu, let me lend you a helping hand!" Lin Jingyuan strode to the edge of the formation and raised his palm to slap his own forehead.
Hua Yanyu shouted sternly: "Hurry up and attack the formation! Their formation is gone!"
Gu Piaoran said calmly: "You don't have to bother. The center of the formation is the Tongtian Treasure Mirror. Before we can defeat the heaven, no one can attack us."
Gu Piaoran turned to look at Dou's mother and said, "Doudou, I'm leaving. This is the fate of the Half-Life Dao. Before I defy the heavens, I can only let you down in this life. If there is an afterlife, I will let you lie to me for the rest of my life."
"I said that one day in the future, I would show you my heart. I didn't lie to you." As soon as Gu Piaoran finished speaking, he turned his palm into a claw and grabbed his own chest, pulling his heart out of his body, and then he fell to the ground.
"Old liar, walk slower! I have to wait for you to deceive me again!" Dou Ma sat cross-legged on the ground, smiled and closed her eyes - she cut off her own heart meridian.
"Asshole—" When Hua Yanyu stretched out her hand to chop at Dou Ma's remains, Shen Lin suddenly said, "Hua Yanyu, you lose in this life. Even if you whip the corpse to vent your anger, you still lose."
Hua Yanyu screamed: "I don't believe it..."
I ignored Hua Yanyu and picked up the long knife on the ground: "Ye Jin! Brother, are you still okay?"
Ye Jin, who was covered in wounds, stood up and said, "Okay! Let's go!"
I turned over and sat on Ye Jin's back, and rushed into the air with him. When the thread of fate in the air was crushing towards us, souls rushed past us and crashed into the thread, forcing a path for us, but they themselves turned into phosphorous fire and dissipated in the air under the impact of the thread.
As Ning Nitian's spirit guided us forward, he suddenly exclaimed, "Why is there an extra thread? Where did it come from?"
What Ning Nitian means is that there are not enough people
As I held the long sword in my hand and looked at the silk thread, Lu Xiaoying's voice suddenly rang out behind me: "I'll help you."
"Lu Xiaoying!" My tears immediately flowed out. She went there too? To help me defy fate
Lu Xiaoying smiled and said, "No matter who you want to defy the heaven for, I am here. The fate of the divine vein is to be ungrateful. In order to prevent you from being ungrateful, I am here. If I leave, you will not betray me!"
"Lu Xiaoying—" When I reached out to grab Lu Xiaoying, she rushed towards the thread of fate first.
At the critical moment, Ye Jin suddenly pushed me out, rushed towards Lu Xiaoying, grabbed her soul and slapped it on my chest: "Blood money!"
As Ye Jin pulled back his hand, he hit me into the air several times in a row, and then he rushed towards the flying silk thread. He was cheering me on with his passion!
Ning Nitian quickly slammed into my body and pushed me forward, while he himself pounced on another thread of destiny: "Your thread is in front, go ahead!"
"Ah—" I roared, holding up the Rakshasa in my hand and trying with all my strength to chop down Fate.
I slashed at the thread of fate with my knife, and suddenly I felt something vibrate in my body. Although I couldn't see what happened to me, I felt like invisible shackles were breaking off my body.
Before I could react, I was pushed out of the air by an invisible force and slowly fell to the ground.
As soon as I stood firm, a loud voice came to my ears: "The destiny has been changed, and you can decide your life as you wish."
Before I could figure out what was going on, Hua Yanyu exclaimed, "Voice of Heaven! Did you succeed?"
Hua Yanyu screamed, "Quick, quick! Kneel down and beg for forgiveness from the heavens!"
When the warriors of Taixu Holy Land knelt on the ground at the same time, a cold snort was heard from the sky, and all the subordinates of Taixu Holy Land vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"My cultivation! My cultivation is gone... Heaven is indeed ruthless! You are so cruel--" Hua Yanyu's face aged rapidly as she screamed, and after just a short moment, she became chicken-skinned and gray-haired.
The Taixu Holy Land took the initiative to submit to the Heavenly Dao and became the protectors of the Dao. This time I succeeded in defying Heaven, and they failed to protect the Dao, so they will naturally be punished by Heavenly Dao.
The voice of heaven sounded again: "You can arrange your life as you wish!"
I looked up at the sky: "Is my own life the only one I can plan? What about the five hundred life masters? What about the half-life heirs? What about those who died for me?"
The Voice of Heaven said mercilessly: "Not included in this list."
I roared, "I have defied the will of Heaven!"
The Voice of Heaven said: "You cannot change the fate of others."
I looked up and said, "I don't want this life anymore, I want a way to change my fate!"
"Hmph!" A cold snort came from the Voice of Heaven, "Put forward a hundred generations, and calculate a hundred generations to come. When you become a saint of heaven and earth, you can change your fate at will."
The Voice of Heaven then faded away and never appeared again.
I understand. This is an unsolvable situation. It is so difficult to calculate a hundred generations, even if I am immortal. Time is flowing around me. That is to say, every time I calculate a lifetime, a certain amount of time will be added to the next hundred generations. It may be possible to calculate the previous hundred generations, but it is impossible to calculate the next hundred generations. Unless I can calculate the reincarnation of a hundred generations in an instant.
If I can really do this, then I have already surpassed the scope of Heavenly Dao and become the Saint of Heaven and Earth who is above Heavenly Dao. No wonder the Voice of Heavenly Dao said: Become the Saint of Heaven and Earth, and let me change my fate.
As I clenched my fists, Hua Yanyu fell to the ground and laughed, "You changed your own fate, and you want to change the fate of others? This is ridiculous!"
As soon as Hua Yanyu finished speaking, a thunderclap exploded in the sky, splitting her into powder. It was a punishment from heaven, and it was also a punishment from heaven for her having no way to vent her anger.
I turned to look at the Seventh Shuilan who had not moved. "If you enter the Endless Blood Coffin, you will not die, right? You took the Endless Blood Coffin with you to prevent the failure of the Heaven-Defying Defying, right? Give me the Endless Blood Coffin. I want to go and predict my fate."
The seventh Shui Lan was shocked and said, "Have you thought about it? One life, one reincarnation, one reincarnation is sixty years, and a hundred reincarnations is six thousand years. China's civilization has only been traced back to five thousand years, and before that is the ancient wilderness. There are so many powerful people there. What if you disturb them..."
I said in a deep voice, "Don't say anything more. Give me the blood coffin. How can we know if we don't try? At least there is hope after trying, right?"
"But..." Qi Qi Shui Lan wanted to say something else, but I had already sat on the ground, stuck Luosha upside down on the ground, raised my right hand and slammed it hard on the blade, and my right hand also fell to the ground.
Seventh Shuilan screamed, "What are you doing?"
I endured the severe pain and said, "Ning Nitian said that only when the god's hands are without hands and the ghost's eyes are without eyes can one reach the ultimate level of fortune-telling by both the god and the ghost. I will definitely predict a hundred generations and become the saint of heaven and earth!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I raised my left hand and poked my own eyes.
There was darkness in front of my eyes, but I could feel the Seventh Shuilan slowly lifting me up and putting me into a huge coffin, where I could just sit.
The seventh Shui Lan said as he moved the coffin: "It turns out that the founder of the sect knew that the canonization could defy the will of heaven, so he worked hard to create the Endless Blood Coffin. But the founder of the sect soon discovered that it was an unbreakable deadlock. He left the blood coffin only to leave a little hope for the descendants of the Half-Life Dao, but you..."
I smiled and said, "Even if that glimmer of hope is false, I will still give it a try."
The seventh Shui Lan choked up and said, "If you want to try, go ahead! Try to calculate the previous hundred lives first, maybe... That won't work! You sealed yourself in the blood coffin, and you don't know anything about the outside world. It's the same as not understanding the world of this life at all. When you finish calculating, this life will become the previous life, and there will be no end! If you do this..."
"At least there is still hope, isn't it?" I tightly grasped the three ghost eye blood coins on my body in severe pain.
"Yes, there is still hope!" Seventh Shuilan said, "We are all alive, so there is hope! You can go into the black prison without any worries, I will seal the door and no one can disturb you. I will also look for other ways to see if there are any people or methods that can defy the heavens again. We are still alive, and there is still hope."
Seventh Shuilan threw handfuls of copper coins into the coffin as he walked: "The copper coins of the five hundred fortune tellers are all here. I hope it can help you. I hope we can meet again."
I laughed out loud and said, "We will definitely meet again!"
I don’t know how long I can live, or whether I can defy fate, but I know that the three girls with whom I have been entangled for half my life and with whom I cannot make a choice are all in the blood money.
For them, I will calculate hundreds of reincarnations. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will fight against the heavens.
When I heard the Endless Blood Coffin being sealed by the Seventh Water Blue and the gates of the Black Prison closing layer by layer, I also took out the copper coin from my pocket and slowly shook it in my hand...
(End of the play) (To be continued)