Chapter 288 Beyond Historical Book
In the rain, Gu Zhuo passed by the palace master.
The slow sword edge suddenly became bright, as if lightning had accumulated in it, with a majestic and solemn power.
Heaven and earth seemed to be angry about it.
The Master of the Si looked at Gu Zhuo quietly, looking at the sword edge that became increasingly difficult to look directly in the dark rainy night, and looking at the glorious heavenly power that suddenly came, his expression remained unchanged.
His figure became smaller and smaller in this spectacular picture, like a small boat placed in the sea of anger, which would be torn apart by the wind and waves in the next moment.
"I finally understand what you want."
Gu Zhuo's voice sounded in the heavy rain.
His tone was very light, but he could still hear his emotions, which was a rare feeling.
This sentence is outside history books.
The lord seemed to hear nothing.
Wei Qingci remained calm, and only by looking deep into his eyes could he find the look of surprise and hesitation.
The Master of the Secretariat was not surprised at all. He just glanced at her, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "What's the matter?"
Gu Zhuo said calmly: "I have been thinking about this problem these days, and I have never understood it until the previous moment."
The Master of the Secretariat was silent for a while and said, "It is not about planting demons, but about peeping into my past."
Gu Zhuo said, "Yes."
The Master looked at him and asked, "What's the point?"
Gu Zhuo did not answer.
It was not that he lost interest in this conversation, but that the figure of the Master disappeared from the moment he finished speaking.
When he appeared again, the Master of the Secretariat had already appeared in front of Gu Zhuo.
The earth covered by heavy rain was broken into an empty passage.
Afterimages gradually emerged on the road.
The afterimage is united.
Form a fist.
This punch came extremely suddenly, without any signs in advance, but the power was never lost at all, and it was still powerful.
Even Wei Qingci, who was standing behind and watching, couldn't react at the first time.
Until a pale touched into his eyes.
A lightning flash fell from the sky, and the sword was slow to the point.
Gu Zhuo borrowed the thunder of heaven to form a sword, and handed it forward without avoiding or giving in.
The highest wonderful method of Xuandu - Daosheng.
The master of the department had expected it, and was unmoved, and did not avoid giving in.
The two meet and collide in the real world!
The moment we met, the rain suddenly stopped.
Gu Zhuo and the Master's eyes met in the sword's edge and fist.
The Master's eyes were extremely cold, and he let the heavy rain wash his face, even if lightning comes with it, it still remains unchanged, which makes people feel heartbroken.
Gu Zhuo looked at him and ignored him.
boom!
A terrifying loud bang erupted from the fist and the sword.
The lightning above the sword body was directly annihilated by the storm of the fist.
Before those raindrops could be swept away by the waves of air, they had been crushed into nothingness by the terrifying power leaked from it and completely disappeared.
Daosheng's sword was broken head-on.
Gu Zhuo began to retreat.
The gap between each other's realms is difficult to make up even if all things help each other.
The master of the officials pursued him relentlessly.
Let the sword break through his flesh and touch the bones, even if the blood had not yet flowed out, it had already evaporated into red mist in the remaining lightning.
At this moment, a flying sword came silently from the darkness, slashing the Master's eyes straight.
That's snow.
The flying sword came with wind and rain all over the sky, and it was as powerful as a sword formation.
Chaotian Jianque is best at sword formation.
The chief still ignored it.
The sword tips turned into rain cut through the gray robe and fell on his Taoist body, leaving only extremely faint white marks.
It was not until the snow arrived that the master of the corpse waved the broken sleeve of the other hand and strangled the sword's edge so that he could not make any progress.
At the same time, Gu Zhuo abandoned his sword.
Before the Master of the Sifu fell, he bullied himself forward and took his finger.
The Tao is destroyed.
Unlike the Tao that produces all things in the blink of an eye and uses it for oneself, the Tao that destroys it is a great destruction in silence, and an irreversible collapse after the imbalance of the Heavenly Dao.
The moment the finger fell, the master's fist arrived.
The two exchanged one blow.
Gu Zhuo's sword fell into the middle of the Si Master's chest.
The Sizhu's fist hit Gu Zhuo's shoulder.
No blood bloomed.
The heavy rain covered the two of them.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
The Master of the Si ignored the beginning of disorder in his body, looked at Gu Zhuo's eyes, and asked seriously with his spiritual sense: "Why are you just unwilling to die?"
Gu Zhuoli ignored him.
An irrepressible impact burst out from the two of them's chests and shoulders.
So separated.
With the loud bang, Gu Zhuo and the Master of the Secretariat flew backwards.
However, after retreating several feet, the head of the officer stopped forcibly regardless of the aggravation of injuries. He looked forward and his eyes penetrated the layers of rain curtains.
The black shirt seemed to have melted into the depths of the night.
After a moment, it falls and slowly turns into flowing light and returns.
Gu Zhuo stretched out his hand and held the sword, used it as a staff, and straightened his waist.
There was already a gully dozens of feet long on the long street.
He stood at the end of this ravine, his left shoulder was broken, his arms were faintly deformed, and blood was flowing.
The difference has been divided.
No matter how profound the Tao is, you will never completely overcome the gap brought by the realm.
This is a fact that the Demon Lord cannot really change.
The archer looked at Gu Zhuo, his eyes showing great compassion.
In the East China Sea, there are strong winds and huge waves roaring, and lightning is rising and falling in the clouds, rumbling.
The Master of the Si took a deep breath, suppressed the tumultuous true energy in his body, ignored the slight separation feeling arising from the soul, and prepared to continue to kill.
Daomiao's finger came even more terrifying than he expected.
Just as he moved forward again, Gu Zhuo's voice sounded, with a strong sense of fatigue.
"You're defeated."
The Master heard this and didn't laugh, and said indifferently: "If this is the case, you can feel a little happy before you die, but it doesn't matter."
He was sure that Gu Zhuo was seriously injured and was about to run out of oil. Even if he held it again, he could not launch such terrifying attacks as Tao Sheng or Tao Die.
This is a reality that cannot be changed.
In fact, if all things had not suffered most of the impact for Gu Zhuo at that moment, the Sima Master's fist could have completely smashed half of his body and made him die immediately.
As he said this, thinking about it, the Master of the Situation was getting faster.
However, just as he was about to turn into a afterimage, lightning burst out of clouds and kept falling.
The master of the corps was forced to stay.
The lightning seemed to be pulled by the chaotic aura in his body, and each of them could hit him with great accuracy, forcing him to punch and smash the lightning.
"Do you think this can kill me?"
The master of the corps mocked him, "Don't you find it ridiculous?"
Gu Zhuo looked at him quietly, looking at the falling lightning, and suddenly said, "What you are seeking is not status, not reputation, nor interest, or even realm."
The master of the officials raised his eyebrows and continued to move forward, walking in the heavy rain and thunder light, without saying a word.
Gu Zhuo said, "Become a friend with Yingxu, support the empress to become the queen, and then send your friend to death with your own hands, let the supervisor and his disciples go to Wangjing to kill me, and then give up the Emperor of the Inspection and Tianshi Gui Lao, who was beyond everyone's expectations. , turn around and enter Wuyou Mountain... and then go to the decision in front of Weiyang Palace. "
"The things you have done over the years are very irrelevant no matter how you look at them, like an old man who is tortured by selfishness and justice."
He said, "But it is not the case."
The master of the corps remained silent.
The gray hair danced wildly in the wind, and the old man carried his hands on his back and stopped punching.
Lightning bombarded his old body, like washing water, leaving no trace left, making it even more powerful.
The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.
Gu Zhuo looked at him and said, "What you want in your heart has never changed."
The Master of the Secretariat said coldly, "Have you said enough nonsense?"
"What you want is..."
Gu Zhuo said, "Let this world change in your will."
As the words came to an end, the sky was silent.
...........
The master of the department stopped.
Across ten feet, he looked at the Taoist sect's first person in a thousand years, suddenly laughed and asked, "You guessed it right, but...so what?"
Gu Zhuo said, "Becoming a good friend with Yingxu is because you know that what my great disciple wants to do will definitely overturn the whole world."
The master of the corps took another step and said, "My appreciation for him is real."
Gu Zhuo said, "You like everyone who can satisfy your desires."
The master of the corps said, "Who can dislike such a person?"
Gu Zhuo looked at him and said, "So personal grudges are nonsense."
The Master of the Secretariat said calmly: "As long as the changes I bring to this world are real."
At this moment, the nunnery said, "Is it true?"
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
The Master of the Secretariat didn't even look at her and said, "Bai Nanming died, and Your Majesty is alone. From now on, this is the truth that only I can bring."
Gu Zhuo asked, "Is that true?"
The Master of the Secretariat mocked indifferently: "The morning and evening bell rings because of me after all."
While he was speaking, he did not stop for a moment, shortening the distance to less than ten feet.
"I just think you are ridiculous now and it takes a lot of effort. I just want to figure out what I want."
"Maybe I should take back the evaluation I gave you. Although you are amazing in practicing Taoism, you are the best, but you are really stupid in planning. No wonder Taoism was defeated so miserably back then."
The voice of the Master of the Secretariat was full of mockery and merciless.
Click!
Lightning illuminates the dark rainy night, and the strong wind swept through millions of raindrops to form a waterfall.
Gu Zhuo looked at the master and said, "I just want to tell you that everything you are proud of is actually the same without you. This world has never changed because of you."
After saying this, his breath rose up and began to break through the realm.
The Master of the Si looked as indifferent as before, and he felt that this dying struggle was too ridiculous.
Until he heard the sound of the sound.
From Gu Zhuo's fingertips.
——The Tao destroys Tao is born.
Countless past scenes appeared in the eyes of the master.
...
...
Yingxu stood in the depths of Yunmengze on the land composed of hundreds of ships.
The figure of a boy came into his eyes, giving him a warm color, which had already been cold. So after looking up at the sky, he decided to stay.
In the imperial study, the Empress and Lin Wanyi spoke warmly about the reason why they became their own today.
——Without Yingxu, then I will definitely not be who I am today.
On Baidi Mountain, Yu Sheng killed himself with his own hands.
So she went to God to make no more Bai Nanming in this world.
...
...
All the pictures are united at this moment and condensed into the reality in front of you.
The master of the company can see the truth.
He seemed to hear a heartbreaking voice coming, blood constantly overflowing from the corners of his lips, and was washed away by the heavy rain.
His face became extremely pale, and under the reflection of the lightning, countless extremely subtle shadows appeared on his face, like cracks.
Gu Zhuo's voice sounded in the wind and rain, calm and indifferent.
"You want to change this world and make the whole world change shapes in your will, but you dare not stand under the sky light. You must use the night to conceal your existence."
"Everything you want to do has been decided in advance. What you call changing the world is just following the flow."
"You have never had your own thoughts, you have never thought about the direction of the world, and you don't care about the internal running laws of the world. How could you really change the world?"
Gu Zhuo held it slowly, looked at the Master of the Si's eyes and said seriously: "Everything you have done so far is just following the flow and picking up people's wisdom."
Every time the accompanying voice fell, the Master could hear the heartbreaking sound from his chest.
"Is that true?" he asked.
"Yes."
Gu Zhuo's tone was absolutely absolute because of calmness.
After a moment of silence, the master of the corps said, "I don't think so, I don't accept your statement."
He raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and added: "As long as I kill you tonight, all this is beyond the history books."
Gu Zhuo was silent for a while, looked at the Master of Si with pity, and said, "Including killing me, this also has nothing to do with your own will."
All things are sent together, so that this sentence falls into the heart of the Lord of the Corporate.
Bang!
The Master of the Secretariat stopped suddenly and could no longer control the heart of Tao that was already on the edge of breaking. Blood splattered from his lips, and his body was swaying and kneeling on one knee.
However, the next moment, he dragged his body with an extremely powerful cold and hard will and stood like a mountain again.
He seemed to be unable to feel the severe pain after the broken heart of Tao. The extremely powerful aura with the strong smell of blood burst out with the true essence, allowing the wound on his body to crack and blood flowed.
Everyone knows that next will be the last blow from the Master.
As long as Gu Zhuo is killed, his name will leave a glory in the history books, even if this is not what he really wants.
The master of the body slowed down his breathing, so that the true energy in his body no longer surged violently, and his body slowly left the ground and floated into the rainy sky.
Gu Zhuo looked at the Master of the Si, looked at the true hatred that appeared in his cold eyes, and did something calmly.
He held it slowly and threw it out.
A faint light appeared in the night rain.
The Master of the Secretariat turned to the extreme and avoided the sword effortlessly. He sarcastically said, "You really deserve to die if you can even use such stupid means."
Gu Zhuo said, "Is that true?"
The Master of the Ministry sneered, and there was endless pleasure and hatred in his laughter.
When he was about to speak and kill Gu Zhuo in mockery, a biting chill suddenly rose behind him.
When he realized this, a sword tip was already emerging from his chest.
That's slow.
Why comes from behind?
The Master's smile was not enough to be curled, but his eyes were slightly confused.
Everyone stunned.
Until Wei Qingci's voice sounded.
"It's me."
The Master of the Secretariat did not turn around, because he was powerless, and asked word by word: "Are you crazy?"
Wei Qingci said respectfully: "I'm just doing the right thing."
"Your Majesty the Emperor doesn't care who kills the Demon Lord, as long as the Demon Lord dies."
His voice was particularly sincere: "You are going to die anyway, why do you need to compete with me for this credit?"
The Master of the Si was stunned.
Then he became extremely angry, dancing like a snake with long hair. The true soul, which had been forcibly suppressed by him, suddenly lost control and poured into all directions.
A roar of anger resounded throughout Cangzhou.
Countless rains scattered everywhere.
The lightning in the clouds also went out.
Master Si held the sword tip on his chest, turned around suddenly, and punched him out.
Wei Qingci's expression was tumultuous, and he let go of his hand in advance and was as slow as a sword.
The Master's fist fell in the empty space.
Before he could do anything, Gu Zhuo had already come to his back, holding the unplugged yet - the distance that had been brought closer by the master of the corps, but at this moment he became the least he wanted thing.
It was at this moment that endless light bloomed from the sword's edge, and his heart was like a flower blooming in his broken heart.
My heart is full of joy!
The body of the Master became extremely transparent at this moment, like a light.
Even the blood was no longer scarlet, and it was blazing white.
The Master of the Si frowned in pain, and wanted to turn around in his anger, but found that the true energy disappeared in that light and never returned.
At some point, countless cracks that emerged from the heart of Tao quietly appeared on his body, making him the same as porcelain.
So, he knew he was going to die.
The roar of anger stopped, and the master looked at the world in front of him, the rainstorm that had not stopped yet, and the returning people, his anger was not extinguished in his chest, and his drooping arms condensed the last power.
Gu Zhuo pulled it out and hesitated.
Blood splattered on the black shirt.
"Is this the magical power you have learned in this life?" Master Si said with his eyes wide open.
Gu Zhuo nodded, full of fatigue.
After the Master of the Si was silent for a moment, he asked hoarsely, "What is the name?"
Gu Zhuo's eyes fell on his already clenched fist, shook his head, and said slowly, "The Tao destroyed the Tao and the Tao were born."
When the word "Destroy" is the word "Destroy", the infinite light suddenly disappears and returns to unity.
Before the last fist could be swung out, the body and soul were already broken into pain and fury and died.
(This chapter ends)