Chapter 320: Bullying the Master and Destroying the Ancestor
The night is empty and silent.
It seemed that it was raining again in the sky. The black bricks and tiles that passed through the palace fell on the ancient mottled stone bricks, ticking, but no splashes bloomed.
The ancestors and sages of the Tiandao Sect remained silent, and their eyes and invisible rain flowed into Shi Gu Zhuo's eyes, as if they were not a pair of bright black eyes, but where Guixu was.
The wind gradually rose, causing chaos in the candlelight in the hall.
The shadow of Xuanshu, who was standing at the end of the Taoist temple, moved with it, and the breath it revealed became more and more cold and unknown, and it felt like it was burning.
"No reason."
The Taoist nun looked solemn and shook her head and said, "If the ancestor is still alive, then we cannot know nothing, and... why should the ancestor avoid us?"
Another sage said: "The ancestors have no reason to avoid us. This is not trust and blindness, but logical inference."
"Not bad."
Guangyuan Zhenren said expressionlessly: "We are still willing to regard you as the Lord of Heaven today, which is enough to prove that this is a decision based on pure reason and interests. We have never been blinded by hatred."
His speech speed is getting faster and faster: "If you speculate that the ancestor is still alive, then we can also talk to him like tonight to come up with a result that both parties can be satisfied with. Why should the ancestor not like it? There is no reason why the ancestor doesn't like it."
Before Gu Zhuo could speak again, the ancestors of the Tiandao Sect resolutely overturned the terrifying guess in just a few words.
If it makes sense, it is reasonable to judge.
It should not be denied.
According to the records in the ancient Taoist treasure, the founding ancestor of the Heavenly Dao Sect has achieved enlightenment and ascending immortality is a fact that does not need to be doubted.
If even such an amazing great practitioner cannot take that step, what reason does he have to exist as an immortal?
A realm that has not been able to be seen through for millions of years should be lost or become a vague legend, rather than being recognized as the end of the path of cultivation as it is now circulating in the mouths of millions of people.
For the ancestors of the Heavenly Dao Sect who have suffered from thousands of years of loneliness in this palace, this realm must exist, otherwise the ending of waiting for them will be to become madmen.
"In addition, it is undeniable that you have extremely talented people. After all, I have never seen a person like you for thousands of years. Practice is easier than eating and drinking water. In just a few decades, I have stood at the top of the feather, but..."
The Taoist nun raised her head, showed a slight calmness in her smile, and said to Gu Zhuo: "As your senior, I can tell you sincerely and sincerely that it is more difficult than you imagined to ascend to the immortal world. The step you think you can take is actually just a wonderful illusion."
Gu Zhuo didn't say anything.
Guangyuan Zhenren narrowed his eyes and looked at him and said, "The truth you think is nothing more than a false reason you are unwilling to accept failure and are looking for it."
"We were just like this in our lifetime? In purely on the theory of realm, we are indeed not as far as you are, but we are not one person, but a group of people." Another sage said indifferently: "You still have too high regard for yourself after all."
The Taoist Palace was cold.
The auras of the ancestors of the Heavenly Dao Sect who crawled out of the deep well were no longer clearly divided and gradually began to merge.
As the night outside the hall became stronger and stronger, their figures became real, as if they were slowly walking out of history at this moment. Even the four words "Life" are not enough to fully describe the scene at this moment.
The subtle white light outlines the ancient outlines of those Taoist robes and feathered clothes, exuding a dreamlike feeling, which is almost sacred.
Gu Zhuo stood in front of the hall gate.
It stands against these twenty predecessors of the Heavenly Dao Sect.
It was still the same ordinary black robe, blending with black, and there was no special thing.
His aura is not sacred, nor profound, but ordinary.
The ordinary kind of things in the ordinary world.
"What's the point?" Gu Zhuo said the first sentence.
The Taoist nun smiled and said, "Since you don't believe it, we must stand up and give you the sincerity you need to prove that this is a cooperation with equal status between the two sides."
Her voice was so gentle, just like the warm air that came with the wind in the spring foggy night, which made people subconsciously relax and unconsciously create trust.
Gu Zhuo remained silent.
"If that weren't the case, why would you take this step forward?"
The Taoist nun looked at him and said gently, "I remember very clearly that after the unpleasant conversation that year, you never walked into our grave for a second, but tonight you crossed this threshold and made a provocation to us in advance, but... the provocation is really meaningless."
Yes, this ancient temple of ancestors is actually a huge tomb, which is no essential difference from the old Taoist temple in the deepest part of Yunmengze, and comes from the same source.
This is what the ancestors and ancestors of all generations use as their place to live in this world for hundreds of thousands of years, and they are still in this world.
"If you want to see it, then just watch it."
Guangyuan Zhenren said with a cold expression.
Where the sound fell, the candlelight in the Taoist hall went out silently.
The night was like a tide and poured into the ancient hall, and the sound of rain suddenly became as rapid as a striking string, like an arrow, and its momentum was fierce.
The black hair tied up by Yu Sheng personally, and the strap tied with him broke at this moment, his hair was scattered forward.
Slap sex.
The black robe was constantly hit by invisible raindrops, bringing slight and real pain to the soul - this was a rain falling in the sea of consciousness.
Gu Zhuo seemed to be unaware of it.
"You're thinking too much."
He said, "I really don't mean what you think."
Hearing this sentence, the Taoist nun suddenly had a bad premonition.
Gu Zhuo said softly: "I never thought of letting you show your so-called sincerity. What I said before means that it is meaningless to deceive yourself like you."
Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped forward and reached his hand to the throat of one of the ancestors of the Heavenly Dao Sect.
The seemingly random movements left the ancestor with no room for reaction, and he held the vitals in his hand.
The ancestor frowned, with no fear in his eyes, and said coldly: "What the hell are you doing? How can you be so stupid?"
The body of the soul is different from the body, and there is no more vital to the mortal world and fetus. How could it be killed like this?
This is the idea of all the ancestors present.
However, the next moment, the strong premonition in Taoist nun's heart suddenly came true.
In the arrogant look that the ancestor disagreed, Gu Zhuo's left hand directly cut the head and body into half, causing an indescribable tearing sound.
No blood splattered all over the place.
No brain matter spilled out of the fallen head, and the headless corpse maintained its previous standing position until the moment before the head was broken.
Gu Zhuo continued to move forward.
He used his hand as a knife and then cut off the head of another ancestor, as if he was walking hard to pick flowers.
The Taoist nun's eyes became extremely solemn.
Guanyuan Zhenren asked in a deep voice: "What are you going to do? Is this good for you? With your current state as an enemy of us, what will you think you will end up?!"
The roar of thunder was like shattering the sudden rain, allowing the wind melting into the torrent of night to stop suddenly, and the smell of rust of death instantly spread out.
At the same time, the two ancestors who were previously "killed" by Gu Zhuo's own hands crawled out of the ancient well again.
Their aura is no longer as violent as before, and their eyes become extremely cold, bringing a more terrifying sense of danger.
Gu Zhuo ignored him.
His eyes could not stop at his foot. In the blink of an eye, three more ancestors were torn to pieces by him.
The situation in the Taoist Hall changed drastically.
The sages and the ancestors looked extremely ugly, and they were sure that Gu Zhuo was crazy and could no longer communicate normally.
The Taoist nun looked slightly pale, staring at Gu Zhuo who seemed to be in a leisurely courtyard, chanting the truth.
The truth comes out, and the Tao is accomplished.
Countless chains appeared in the night, flying towards Gu Zhuo's limbs, who were still moving, and trying to wrap him around and suppress him in place.
Even a peerless strong man like Pei Jinge who has become a powerful man, he will feel deeply troubled and difficult at this moment.
——The Taoist Dharma from the Taoist Dharma spoken by the Taoist Aunt has already reached a state of natural success. It is no exaggeration to praise the word "Fain". It is difficult to break the Dharma with the foundation of the ancient Taoist Temple.
Not to mention that there are more than ten ancestors and sages of the Heavenly Dao Sect standing around, all of whom would not stand by and watch.
Who can threaten their lives in this Taoist temple today?
Even if the White Emperor comes in person, he cannot do it. This is exactly the greatest reliance of the ancestors led by Guanyuan Zhenren and Taoist nun.
...
...
Pa, pa, pa.
Several sounds were heard, followed by endless similar sounds. The endless chains had not yet been wrapped around Gu Zhuo's body, and they were all broken and gone!
At this moment, the beautiful Taoist nun had no time to be shocked and stunned.
The next moment, Gu Zhuo had already appeared in front of the ancestor.
Unlike before, this time he seemed to be much more serious and no longer just doing it casually.
He raised his hand and pointed it into a sword.
The sword fell on the middle of the Taoist nun's eyebrows. After a while, it brought countless cracks to his body, which looked like porcelain.
Water-like light leaked from the porcelain body, bringing new light to the dark Taoist temple, and then a deafening sound of breaking.
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Bang!
The terrifying sound collided with the walls of the Taoist Palace and then rolled back.
The wise ancestors of the Tiandao Sect's faces were pale sharply, and their figures began to become illusory. The clear light that outlined the Taoist robe and feathered robe and robe instantly extinguished, no longer having a sacred posture.
Gu Zhuo's expression was as calm as before.
"How did you do it?"
A crazy voice with a hasty fear and confusion came from the ancient well, from the lips of the Taoist nun: "You are now in the state of unity, how can you break my Taoist Dharma!"
Gu Zhuoli ignored him and continued to move forward.
The rest of the ancestors no longer watched coldly, and they all took action as if they were facing a great enemy.
Only the true man Guangyuan still stared indifferently.
Various Taoisms bloomed one after another, reflecting in Gu Zhuo's eyes.
These ancestors were the most proud Taoist teachings during their lifetime. There were many related Taoist treasures in the library, recording the glory of the past.
No matter who is, no matter how good a strong man is to fight against the masses, he can only choose to avoid his edge when facing such a formation.
Gu Zhuo avoided it, either.
The Taoist Dharma has disappeared before it is approached.
It's like a great sun coming to the world.
Taoism is like a heavy rain, but it is rain after all. How can it be close to the scorching sun?
The ancestors died one after another, and then crawled out of the deep ancient well. Xuanshu's young body's back became more and more hunched, no different from the old man who bent down to face the loess all day long.
When Gu Zhuo was about to reach the end of the hall and was less than ten steps away from the ancient well, Master Guangyuan finally spoke.
"I don't understand how you did it, so that this temple can obey your will."
"As long as I want."
Gu Zhuo said, thinking that he had lived in that broken Taoist temple for many years.
He looked at this peerless powerful man who could not be avoided in the history of practice and decided to give him the greatest respect and hold the invisible sword in the bitter wind.
Guangyuan Zhenren shook his head and said, "But what you can influence is only part of it after all."
Gu Zhuo said calmly, "This is enough."
The sword came out after the words fell.
A blazing white light suddenly broke through the night sky.
then.
The flowing light condenses into a thread.
"I said before that it is not that I have too high regard for myself, but that you have too little knowledge and don't understand my strength at all."
Gu Zhuo said, "I'm sorry, you don't want to believe it."
Real person Guangyuan was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and looked at his chest, and what caught his eyes was a pale void.
Behind the hole is the ancient well that was flooded by the blazing white sword light.
In the well, the ancestors of the Tiandao Sect roared silently, with hideous and unwilling faces, dying in fear and never being able to resurrect.
The temple... was broken like this.
True Man Guangyuan woke up and looked at him with a complicated look, wanting to say something.
But he could no longer make any sound and died in silence.
And with the so-called wise men who do not want to die.
The night faded quietly and the candlelight came again.
The cold breath of death is dissipating with the autumn wind.
Xuanshu sat on the cushion at the end of the hall.
He looked at Gu Zhuo with a numb expression and asked hoarsely, "Why do you have to die?"
"I don't like living like you."
Gu Zhuo said, "That's all, senior brother."
When he said this, he looked particularly serious and his tone was very sincere.
After the words fell, there was a light bang.
That was a snap of your fingers.
Xuan Shu closed his eyes with a tragic smile.
There was a blood hole in his eyebrows, in which dirty blood slowly flowed, dripping, wetting the cushion.
Gu Zhuo quietly watched his death.
I respect it.
I don't know how long it took until the disgusting aura disappeared, and he returned.
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Above the lonely peak.
Yu Sheng stood outside the hall, blowing the wind, looking at the stars tonight.
Gu Zhuo returned to her side, with long-lost fatigue.
Yu Sheng said nothing and hugged him gently.
"It's okay."
Gu Zhuo smiled and said, "I am in a good mood now. Not only did I do what I wanted to do back then, but I also confirmed the undetermined facts."
Yu Sheng asked, "Is that a very important fact?"
Gu Zhuo nodded.
"There are indeed a bunch of waste in the Ancestor's Hall. It is impossible for me to truly threaten me back then when I cannot make conspiracies. So..."
He explained in an objective tone: "The ancestor must be still alive, and he silently stares at me in a corner of this world."
Yu Sheng said, "Then?"
Gu Zhuo smiled and said, "Waiting for me to take that step."
(This chapter ends)