Red Heart Survey

"What's the rain like today?" A gentle voice came from the Bluestone Palace behind him.

The lonely years have not dulled the warmth in the voice. The whippings of hardships and obstacles did not make it sad.

It is not like the rain in front of me, like a heater in the house, like steam, or a cup of warm tea. Among all the things in the world that are close to people, it is always one of them.

Jiang Wuyou used to be very attached to this voice, which represented the warm memory in his childhood.

Now she said softly: "It's probably no different from the rain that brother saw before."

Jiang Wuliang, the deposed prince of Da Qi, has been imprisoned in the Bluestone Palace for thirty years.

In the past thirty years, so many heroes have risen, so many heroes have fallen, and so many magnificent stories have happened.

From the year 3899 of the Dao calendar to the year 3929 of the Dao calendar. Some people changed history, and countless people were buried in history. The Bluestone Palace has always been a spider-webbed Bluestone Palace. It is a spectator in the world, displayed in a corner that is lonelier than the stone steps.

But the voices coming out of this lonely and cold prison palace were never filled with resentment.

"Human eyes know the most brilliant lies in the world. They will deceive the world, and they will deceive yourself even more." The voice in the Qingshi Palace said: "All the light and shadow you see are limited to your field of vision. You observed All order has been cut through by your sight. Your eyes are themselves a colored window—everything has been defined by you before you see it.”

"And your so-called definition of all that is often the perception that the world gives you. When we come to this world naked, the first appearance we wear is the first piece of clothing people put on you. You may not know what that looks like. , I may not like it, I may not agree with it, but I have accepted it.”

"Later I could only see the essence of things. Haha..."

The voice was swaying, like a wounded bird that could never fly into the sky: "I sometimes miss being deceived."

"The rain is heavy and heartbreaking," Jiang Wuyou said.

She was describing the look of rain.

"You have worked really hard these years." The voice in Qingshi Palace was comforting.

"Brother." Jiang Wuyou asked calmly: "Actually, I have been thinking about it for many years - has the world I see also passed through your window?"

The voice in the Qingshi Palace showed no hint of irritation at being suspected, but still had a warm smile: "Wouyou, I taught you this. When you really have such questions, you shouldn't ask me again."

"You never explain yourself." There was an indescribable complexity in Jiang Wuyou's tone.

At that time, the imperial censor complained against the deposed prince - everyone knew that Jiang Wuliang would not say such things, but he did not even say a word of defense. When he was brought before the emperor, he only said, "I know my guilt."

Jiang Wuliang, what crime do you know?

This summer rain was so intense that it made a continuous crisp sound on the eaves of the wall. The sound touches people's hearts.

At such a moment, the voice in the Bluestone Palace simply said: "Those who love me will explain it to me. Those who hate me will find new hatred in my explanation."

Jiang Wuyou, are you someone who hates him or someone who loves him?

Jiang Wuyou was silent for a while and said, "I have a question about cultivation and I want to ask my elder brother for advice."

The voice in the Qingshi Palace said: "You haven't asked me about my practice for a long time. You have already gone your own way."

Jiang Wuyou asked: "Brother, does he know about heavenly beings?"

"Heaven?" The voice in the Qingshi Palace suddenly understood: "His way is in conflict with the way of heaven...Is he resisting the way of heaven?"

Jiang Wuliang understood everything without mentioning anyone.

During these years of being imprisoned in the Bluestone Palace, there were never any outsiders in the Cold Palace, and his thoughts were of course blocked. Jiang Wuyou was almost his only window to observe the world. But his vision never seems to be limited.

Jiang Wuyou has long been accustomed to his elder brother's awareness.

The eldest brother has long told her that any word you say casually, every word in it, is linked to many truths about the world. The "wisdom-awakened one" can be fully aware.

She understands that every visit she makes allows her eldest brother to grasp the changes of the times and supplement his understanding of the world.

But the wind blowing through the Bluestone Palace, the sparrows passing by the Bluestone Palace, and even the sunshine falling on the Bluestone Palace are also the "windows" of this world. Too much for her is not too much.

She asked this ‘wisdom-awakened one’ who was almost omniscient in her mind: “Is there any way?”

"If he reaches the point where he needs to resist the way of heaven, it means that he has fallen deeply into the way of heaven. The help from the shore is just a step away. Those helpers who can't reach the shore are better than nothing." The voice in the Qingshi Palace said: "The best way is for someone in the deep sea of ​​Heaven to forcibly cut off his connection with Heaven and push him out. Of course there is only another Heavenly being."

Jiang Wuyou frowned: "The one in the sea of ​​evil?"

"He can communicate." The voice in Qingshi Palace said.

"Isn't it more likely that He will eat the Xintianren?" Jiang Wuyou asked.

The voice in Qingshi Palace just smiled: "The second method is for someone to sail to the center of the deep sea of ​​​​Tiandao, drag him on the boat, and take him away - but this method should not be feasible, he has no shortage of people willing to sail to carry him. Probably even been on the boat once."

Jiang Wuyou said: "He seems... to have achieved heavenly status twice. While the first level of heavenly human state was sealed, he has achieved heavenly status again."

"He is indeed favored by heaven and has the potential to become the protagonist of the era." The voice in the Qingshi Palace commented.

"How to get rid of it?" Jiang Wuyou asked.

"At this point, one should be incompetent. But even if one takes action with transcendence, it is still a risky choice. The powerful one who has transcended everything has obviously jumped out of everything to exist, and wants to return to the deep sea of ​​heaven. This is forcing himself to be an enemy of heaven and staining himself with dust. ... No matter how talented he is, it's not worth taking the risk for him, especially at this time, it's even more impossible." The voice in Qingshi Palace said: "It depends on whether he can wear it. Shackles, swimming alone in the deep sea of ​​heaven."

"What if he can't?" Jiang Wuyou asked.

"That's not necessarily a bad outcome." The voice from the Qingshi Palace said.

Jiang Wuyou still looked at Yu.

Summer rain comes and goes quickly. It was crackling just now, but now it is dripping. Knocking feebly on the moss-covered stone steps cannot wash away the stubborn traces of old dust.

"Brother, why did you think so highly of him in the first place?" Jiang Wuyou stretched out a finger to catch the raindrops, observing the splashing of the raindrops intently, but asked irrelevantly.

"Many things cannot be explained clearly, and many times there is no need for a reason. If you must find someone -" the voice in the Bluestone Palace laughed: "Maybe it's the fate of your eyes!"

"You haven't really seen him." Jiang Wuyou said, "I mean, with your eyes."

The voice in the Bluestone Palace said: "So I have not been deceived, I can see more clearly."

Jiang Wuyou's fingers withdrew from the pattering rain curtain, as if bidding farewell to this absurd world, and embodying a clear sense of strength.

This is definitely not the kind of slender jade finger that grows flowers and grass, but a finger shape with extremely clear texture, full and strong, capable of crushing the world. "Tao" and "Martial Arts" are like the wind and rain surrendering under her fingers.

Standing here now is the founder of Daowu and the master of Huaying Palace of Daqi Empire.

"Brother, I won't come to see you next year." Palace Master Huaying said.

The voice in Qingshi Palace was still warm and smiling: "Make the choice you think is right. Brother will always support you."

Palace Master Huaying never looked back from the beginning to the end, and she doesn't hesitate now.

She stepped out into the rain curtain, crushing the remaining rain.

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"What's wrong?" King Chu Jiang asked aloud as the boat sailed on the endless sea.

"It's okay. There was a nasty follower who almost came to the sea, but luckily he was stopped by our allies." King Qin Guang put down the conch that received the message from his ear, smoothed his slightly frowned brows, and said with a smile: "We need to hurry up a little bit."

King Chu Jiang didn't ask why, he just said: "Wu Guan, Yan Luo, Du Shi, and Ping Ping have all arrived at their designated positions and can take action at any time."

"Did they do anything strange?" King Qin Guang asked.

King Chu Jiang said: "They are all smart people, and they have been together for so long. They are very clear about your methods - even if they have ideas in their hearts, they dare not act easily. Even if they do take action, I will not let me discover it."

"The City King is new here." King Qin Guang said, "Have you gotten into bad habits so quickly?"

The King of Chu Jiang said in a nonchalant manner: "He is so dirty that he looks like he walked out of Hell."

"Why does this sound so awkward?" King Qin Guang was not satisfied: "Hell has no door and is innocent. What I run is a formal organization!"

"Formal organizations all have death pensions." King Chu Jiang said.

King Qin Guang said ‘Ah’: “But none of them have family members.”

King Chu Jiang paused: "Is this the standard for recruiting people in the future?"

King Qin Guang glanced at her: "I found that you are different after returning this time."

"More sincere?" King Chu Jiang asked.

"Alas!" King Qin Guang sighed: "Have I reached the point where I feel that the truth is harsh, and I am surrounded by people like Lin Xian?"

King Chu Jiang didn't know what to say.

"You didn't talk much before." King Qin Guang said again.

King Chu Jiang was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Maybe it's because you also died once."

"I almost died." King Qin Guang corrected him.

"If we were to say it was close, it would be more than once." King Chu Jiang said.

"I am a tough-minded person." King Qin Guang said in a casual tone, "I think the reason for this is the natural chasm."

King Chu Jiang said quietly: "If you continue to take such risks, the chasm will eventually be filled."

King Qin Guang said quietly: "That will require a lot of corpses."

"Then I..." King Chu Jiang's voice became very weak: "Kill less people."

"What?" King Qin Guang was just distracted in analyzing the light. Didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing." King Chu Jiang said.

Every Yama has its own reasons for joining the Hellless Gate. But few people are like King Chu Jiang.

Some people do it for money, some do it for resources, and some do it to hone their spiritual practice... But she has a disease that requires killing people.

She was born with Yuantu as her fate, and she has the main palace of killing. She is hopeless and needs to kill all living beings to relieve her. When you are young, you can kill a rabbit or a chicken. The older you grow, the harder it is to kill.

Now it is no longer possible to kill demons and monsters. We must kill people and kill the creatures that dominate this world.

There is no more suitable profession than a killer, and there is no more legitimate reason than a killer to kill.

She rarely goes on missions in person, not because she is used to being behind the scenes, but to restrain herself. It is said that King Bian Cheng is fierce and King Qin Guang is evil. When the illness occurred, she was the one with the strongest desire to kill in Hell.

"Then let's get started..." King Qin Guang said, "Now that everything is ready."

"Do you already know where it is?" King Chu Jiang asked.

"I think I have found the answer." King Qin Guang stood alone at the bow of the boat, spreading his hands, as if embracing the boundless sea in front of him: "Let me listen to another song of Yiluo."

King Chujiang took a step back, and his boots began to frost, and the frost filled the boat. Under the gloomy Yama mask, her singing sounded: "The spring mountains were once full of dew in March, and the spring tide brought rain to the bow of the boat..."

Her singing was so cold, passing through the mist, like a cold wave turning eastward.

The boat they were riding was also frozen on the ice, and the ice spread further away.

The skylight passed through the ice fragments and reflected on the sea surface, reflecting colorful phantoms.

At this time, King Qin Guang's eyes gradually dyed green.

Everyone knows that Master Jiang's way of seeing and hearing is unique in the world.

But few people know that King Qin Guang, who has no door to hell, is also a master of playing with the five senses. People only know his madness, his strength, his evil and bloody record.

No one knows that the "Eye-Seeing Immortal Classic" that Master Jiang relied on to cultivate into the "Eye-Seeing Immortal" was obtained by him.

When the ruins of the Wanxian Palace overseas were opened, he plundered the most precious pearls and jades while being surrounded by all parties. And took away the key to open the core secret.

He is the most core inheritor of the "Wanxianshu"!

At this time, Green Eyes just raised his eyes and saw that the fragmented skylight hung a rainbow bridge. The rainbow bridge connected the misty distance, as if it was connected to some vague legend.

He opened his arms and swayed naturally in the singing, like a bird fluttering its wings and dancing lightly.

"Eye-seeing" and "sound-hearing" are like a quiet sea, allowing him to wander. Light, shadow and sound are so tame in front of him.

In front of him, in the swaying light, a flower slowly grew.

This flower is translucent in color, with light velvet like jade whiskers, and the flower has six petals, with an eye in the middle - a round eye, like a sunflower, always facing the direction of the sun.

In his ear, a small insect crawled out. This insect was like a hollow paper object, slender and light, "floating" rather than "flying" in the sky. The insect body had tens of thousands of green flesh whiskers, as thin as a thread, swimming in the air.

People only know that Master Jiang has a powerful magic of seeing and hearing, and created the "bird of knowledge and seeing" and "fish of hearing". But they don't know that King Qin Guang, who has no door to hell, also has "one-eyed flower" and "ten thousand-ear insect".

One eye sees all the light of the sky, and ten thousand ears hear the sound of the world.

With the blessing of the two magics of seeing and hearing, King Qin Guang's control over light and sound has become more specific.

And in the misty distance connected by the rainbow bridge on the horizon, a continuous "mirage" has vaguely emerged.

That is where light and shadow gather, and you can see cranes flying, there are ethereal fairy shadows, and the phantom moonlight. Look at the pavilions and towers, all dyed with brilliance... and collapsed in an instant.

But you can see broken walls, broken robes and torn crowns, the brilliance is dim, and the crane feathers are flying blood.

This continuous building, in the process of going from prosperity to decline, has also gone from nothingness to reality.

It gradually gave birth to a real breath, and then echoed the sky and the sea.

It came from the unreachable distance, brushed away the layers of fog, and returned to the world many years later.

It is a ruin, and it is also the real collapsed...Wanxian Palace!