Lord of Deception

Just like before, after being exposed by Yu Ziqing himself and tearing apart the disguise, more and more catastrophes that occurred at the same time began to change.

The calamity cloud exuding huge malice above the head began to split, half of it was malicious, and the other half was the purest calamity cloud.

The moment this scene appeared, the Ancient God of the Deep Sea knew that it was over.

He is just a sky thief. He cannot borrow the power of heaven and earth to defeat the heaven and earth itself.

The ancient god of the deep sea looked at Yu Ziqing standing in the sky, and his inner uneasiness became stronger and stronger.

Yu Ziqing endured the catastrophe of destruction and barely managed to survive it. Instead, he used the catastrophe to complete his tempering. At this moment, he had completely become a master.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to have such an opportunity again in the future, and the Deep Sea Ancient God is full of regrets.

But thinking on the bright side, Yu Ziqing was blind, so it was somewhat fruitful.

It was more or less what he expected, just wanting to leave some irreparable shortcomings for Yu Ziqing.

With Yu Ziqing's body-refining strength at the moment, coupled with the unique power of Tianjie, if he didn't recover on the spot, he would basically be unable to recover.

The Ancient God of the Deep Sea thought for a moment, and it was okay.

If he had known that Yu Ziqing had the ability to spy on him directly through contacts, he would have given Yu Ziqing a hard blow for this.

It is a standard outcome for any living being to peer into the long river of time like this and have his soul collapse on the spot.

Even the Ancient Deep Sea God back then would never dare to do this when he still had his true form.

Not only did Yu Ziqing do it, but he also seemed to be peeking into the deeper core. He was just blind, so his reaction was already quite fast.

If he had been a moment slower, Yu Ziqing would have died suddenly on the spot.

The Ancient God of the Deep Sea had never done this when his true form was still there. He actually didn't know what the complete process was, but he knew what the ending was.

A creature has lost its most important eyes. This shortcoming has already achieved its purpose.

Most people would think that after reaching the ninth level, even if you are blind, you will still not be affected by anything. In addition to vision, you also have more detailed and sharp senses that can feel everything in the world.

Even if the eyes are not blind, many times the perception is not based on vision.

But to be blind is to be blind, which represents a shortcoming.

With shortcomings, it is no longer possible to be perfect, and the possibility of advancing to the tenth level will plummet.

The Ancient God of the Deep Sea did not confront the Heavenly Tribulation, as there would be no results anyway. He retreated happily and gave up directly.

In the sky of Dadui, except for Jiachen City, the calamity clouds everywhere slowly dissipated, and the sense of oppression from heaven and earth also gradually dissipated.

Many people who are not in Jiachen City don't know what happened.

But in the eyes of many people in Jiachen City, their Majesty turned the tide and shouldered everything by himself.

Some people originally thought that it was an ominous sign for a catastrophe to occur on the day of the enthronement ceremony and the sacrificial ceremony.

Even some people who were rebellious in the back of their minds began to wonder if the emperor's absence from court every day was a sign from heaven.

However, when Duihuang was so stubborn, he took it all without giving in.

No one dares to say anything anymore, or even think about it.

The world of monks is such a reality. Many times, the way of thinking is still to believe that the big fist is the truth.

Of course, there were many more people, especially those watching the ceremony in Jiachen City, who felt greatly shocked.

Yu Ziqing's move, in the eyes of some strong men, was going against nature, but it worked out in the end.

Even if you pay a small price and become blind, you can still bear it.

This means that it is still possible to survive the impossible.

If it were just an individual, it could be said to be extremely talented, but for the heavenly tribulations at the sacrificial ceremony, and even the tribulation clouds that began to appear in many places, it would be difficult to blame an individual. This was aimed at Da Dui.

The meaning of this matter will become extraordinarily different and will have a great impact in the future.

Without the catastrophe, the hair on Yu Ziqing's head that had been unable to grow began to grow again.

The hair rolled up on its own and tied into a bun, and Yu Ziqing slowly fell from the sky.

Lao Zhang rushed forward impatiently and almost shed tears when he saw Yu Ziqing's eyes became gray and empty.

"His Majesty……"

"It's okay. It will get better in a while." Yu Ziqing stretched out his hand to help Lao Zhang, who was bowing down, and comforted him with a smile.

He told the truth, but Lao Zhang didn't believe it.

Even if his body collapses and he turns into a skeleton, he can recover quickly, but now his eyes cannot recover. Who believes that he can recover.

Listening to Yu Ziqing's comforting words, Lao Zhang couldn't help wiping his eyes and holding back tears.

Yu Ziqing saw that Lao Zhang didn't believe it at all and couldn't explain it.

His eyes were blinded by himself. Just because he was fully blessed by the power of the Great God Dynasty, he naturally had the ability to refine his body.

His physical body has been blessed in all directions, his instincts will be strengthened to the extreme, and his reaction speed will exceed his own limits.

In order to protect oneself, one's eyes become blind on their own, and that is recoverable.

If he was passively blind, or if his eyes fell into the long river of time, Yu Ziqing really didn't know how to recover.

However, if you don’t believe it, don’t believe it. Yu Ziqing also thinks it’s good like this.

If he is too strong, the enemy may pay too much attention to him, and he will be difficult to deal with.

The important things are over, there is no need for Yu Ziqing to intervene next, Lao Zhang and the others will handle it.

He came here this time just to show off.

When he was done, he left on his own.

Seeing Yu Ziqing leave, many people watching the ceremony in Jiachen City had mixed emotions.

The other people from the divine dynasty have already completely confirmed that Duihuang is Jinlanshan Qingziyu, and in this unexpected situation, Duihuang shouldered everything, at the cost of being blinded.

Many people here could see with their own eyes that Yu Ziqing's eyes became gray and lifeless.

Such a big thing happened, and they all had to report back quickly.

In a small building in Jiachen City, Song Chengyue was sitting in front of the window, looking into the distance with a complicated expression. The tea in front of him had already gone cold, and he was still dazed.

Based on his status as a fifteen-year-old, it stands to reason that he would definitely appear on such an occasion as the enthronement ceremony.

However, his status is sensitive, so he should wear a mask. It is really disrespectful in this situation.

He could only let Jia Shi4 come forward, while he hid aside and quietly watched the fun.

He had no intention of showing up, but he especially wanted to meet the legendary Emperor Dui.

Just seeing this, he was stunned until now, staring at Tianjie in a daze, watching Yu Ziqing go blind, watching Yu Ziqing leave...

There used to be many things that came to mind all at once.

Why did Duihuang, whom he had never met before, trust him so much?

Why did Yu Ziqing have such a great reputation and be able to influence some things in Da Dui?

Why is it that he, the former commander of the Jinyi Guards, the biggest eagle dog in Da Gan, with a notorious reputation, has been welcomed and trusted by both the Jia 14 and the cabinet since he came to Da Dui.

A lot of work experience he had accumulated in Daqian and how to get along with courtiers and colleagues were useless here.

He has always believed that no matter how good the overall atmosphere in Dadui is, everyone will not trust him so much, right?

This is no longer a question of trust or distrust, but a question of procedures and work ability.

Now, he really understands.

Because Yu Ziqing was Duihuang, and Duihuang personally named the people, and even went to great lengths to get them, of course they were different.

Everything suddenly had an explanation and made sense. Song Chengyue was filled with confusion.

Think about how he went from being in danger and could be pulled out and chopped at any time, to Yu Ziqing personally rescuing his children, to Emperor Qian not killing him, to Emperor Xin not killing him, to Emperor Xin personally letting him go. Go away, let him escape from Jinyiwei, and now he is full of children and grandchildren.

All of this was done by Yu Ziqing behind the scenes.

If it was just an unknown Duihuang who was willing to trust him, he could say that Duihuang was courageous and would repay him by doing a good job.

But these all overlapped, and after they fell on Yu Ziqing, there was only one sentence left in Lao Song's heart, how virtuous and capable he Song Chengyue was.

Finally, when Yu Ziqing was gone, Song Chengyue withdrew his gaze, picked up the cold tea on the table, and raised his glass in the direction of Yu Ziqing's departure.

He muttered to himself sincerely.

"Your Excellency, I respect the Emperor."

This life was completely sold to Yu Ziqing, and he didn't regret it. He owed so many favors that he couldn't afford to pay them back with one life.

He now understands why Duihuang never sees him, because he doesn't want to put too much psychological pressure on him.

I just want him to play the role of Jia Fifteen well, and when it’s time for a holiday, he goes home to tease his great-grandson.

He has stayed in the dark, smelly ditch of Jinyiwei all his life. He doesn't even dare to recognize his own children, and he maintains a certain degree of vigilance towards anyone.

Now he is really and completely convinced. The gap between people will be very big. The gap between emperors and emperors is sometimes even wider than the gap between people and dogs.

Many of the experiences of blood and tears he had gained in Daqian were indeed no longer applicable.

Old Song put down his teacup, paid and left. People in the teahouse seemed very excited and were still chatting about what happened just now.

He also smiled, cupped his hands, and echoed.

"May Dadui be prosperous and prosperous forever, and may your Majesty be blessed with good fortune and good fortune."

There was a lot of noise in the teahouse, and Old Song was shouting along like an ordinary Jiachen City resident.

Regardless of the heart, what Yu Ziqing thinks is not important. What he does is what matters.

People in Dadui only see the results, and they will add the reasons themselves.

Just like when Yu Ziqing took over Dadui, the first thing he developed was the problem of enough food to let those humanoid excavators join the productivity process.

The reason for this incident was purely because Yu Ziqing didn't want hungry ghosts to appear again. He himself had been starved to death before, that's all.

But the subjects of Dadui only saw the results. The reasons they understood were different from Yu Ziqing's own thoughts, so their thoughts prevailed.

It doesn't matter what Yu Ziqing thinks.

Just like Song Chengyue at this moment, he also felt that it was not important what Yu Ziqing thought. What was important was that Yu Ziqing really fished him out of the stinking quagmire, fulfilled his obsession, and gave him the greatest trust.

What else is there to say? He was willing to sell his life to Yu Ziqing.

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Yu Ziqing did not go to his residence in Dadui, but returned directly to Jinlan Mountain.

He quietly returned to Jinlan Mountain and quietly came to the southwest corner of Jinlan Mountain. He sat in front of the juice, took out Zui Sheng Meng Si, drank it directly, and without saying a word, fell asleep.

"I'll take a nap."

Only here could he feel absolutely safe.

He had maintained the blessing before, and then continued the sacrificial ceremony, maintaining the state of stacking up the armor, and he could still hold on.

As the calamity dissipated, he felt that he could no longer hold on.

It was because of that glance.

He never thought that just by peeking at the ancient god of the deep sea and analyzing it, he could glimpse the long river of time.

Even if his instinct blinded his eyes, he directly smashed the information channel as quickly as possible.

But at that moment, an immeasurable amount of information still poured in.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the founder of the Hungry Ghost Path and could lead several paths at once, his background would be outrageous.

In that moment, he was finished.

When the calamity dissipated, he noticed that the sequelae of that moment began to slowly take effect.

The most suitable place he could think of was Juice.

He fell in front of the juice and lay there sound asleep, his body and mind falling into a deep sleep.

But his consciousness, under the influence of drunkenness and dreams, drifted to the sea of ​​mist.

He was drifting, his consciousness seemed to be constantly expanding, and the information he obtained at that moment was constantly tumbling out.

His consciousness continued to expand here, being stretched more and more by the immeasurable information.

Finally, it was like turning into a sea, floating in this seemingly endless sea of ​​mist.

His self-awareness became extremely weak and was overwhelmed by immeasurable information.

He felt that he had made the right bet. His body and soul alone might not be able to accommodate such a huge amount of information.

The best way he could think of to deal with it was to get rid of the shackles of the physical body and the soul and deal with it directly in the sea of ​​mist.

This boundless, illusory and misty sea can indeed be endured.

All that was left in his consciousness was the immeasurably huge information.

It was like he was alone and fell into an endless ocean. At this moment, he could avoid being strangled to death.

I want to leave, abandon the immeasurable information here, and just let my consciousness leave.

When the effects of drunkenness and dreams dissipate, his consciousness can return.

But there is also a greater possibility that his consciousness has returned. This is immeasurable, and the information that is enough to drown his consciousness countless times may also return with it.

Therefore, he drank a lot of drunkenness in one breath this time.

Prepare to be here, make a time difference, and take advantage of the special environment here to digest this immeasurable information.

The place where he stands is an isolated island. If he wants to escape from this ocean, there is another way.

After drinking up the entire ocean, he naturally left.

This is the safest method, and it is also the method that best suits Yu Ziqing's wishes.

He wanted to understand what was in the endless information that poured in at that moment.

It would be a pity to abandon it completely.

There may not be this opportunity again in the future.

His consciousness, which had expanded to an extremely huge size, was just floating in the sea of ​​mist. His self-awareness was devouring and digesting outwards bit by bit from the center.

On the edge of the Yin Demon's lair, the mother of the Yin Demon, who was lying on the edge of the cliff eating, sensed the waves in the misty sea and felt the extremely terrifying huge consciousness there, and retreated aggrievedly.

After a while, Xie Jun staggered over and felt it carefully for a moment. It was very unfamiliar and confusing. However, after he felt it carefully for a long time and noticed a hint of familiarity, he immediately felt relieved.

"Eat yours, just don't mess with me."

After giving instructions to the mother of evil demons, the evil king patted his butt and walked away.

His mind was filled with questions, what was Yu Ziqing doing?

If the Yin Demon fell into the misty sea, he would never come back. How could he play like this?

What does it mean to make such a big noise this time?

With your consciousness expanded to that much size, are you preparing to settle down in the sea of ​​mist?

Forget it, never mind, just do whatever you want.

He continued to persevere in the path of the Seven Yins, and he would achieve the new path as soon as possible.

If he doesn't work harder, there will be nothing left for him in this era.

At least he still has to be of some use. At least he is the only one who has some hope for the Seven Yin King who no one else can solve.

Everything has returned to calm.

Yu Ziqing lay next to Juice, sleeping soundly.

The juice gently stretched the branches and leaves, and the brilliance hanging from the branches and leaves fell on Yu Ziqing bit by bit.

Those brilliance fell into Yu Ziqing's body, making Yu Ziqing sleep even deeper.

And in the sea of ​​mist, Yu Ziqing's self-awareness became increasingly clear.

That little bit of brilliance, in this immeasurable ocean of information, built an isolated island for Yu Ziqing, giving him a place to breathe.

He began to absorb, devour, and fuse this information.

After starting to merge, he discovered that these immeasurable information were all from the past.

Every blade of grass, every tree, every insect, fish, bird, and beast, every person, leaves traces of time.

According to his understanding, this is all useless junk information.

It just took a long time to fuse, and after slowly sorting out some clues, he noticed something different.

From the chaos, he sorted out order, and what he saw was the beauty of nature and the natural order.

This is not an ordinary time to see with your eyes, but directly feel all the changes, as if you are enlightening.

As he devoured and fused, the consciousness that had expanded to the size of an ocean began to gradually shrink.

I don't know how much time passed, but more and more information was integrated, and he finally found something different in that information.

He saw the Ancient God of the Deep Sea and tampered with a very, very small point.

It's just that the two pages were stacked on top of each other. The slightly staggered paper was moved slightly by him, and several keywords on the next page were obscured.

But those who saw those words at that time could no longer see these words.

The changes that followed began to get bigger and bigger, deviating more and more from the original direction.

It wasn't until many years later that a major event completely changed the ending.

Everything has traces, even if they are not left outside, they will definitely remain in the long river of time.

Including the actions of the ancient gods of the deep sea, without exception, they left traces.