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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Five: The Way of Heaven Disappeared

Gu Qingci hugged Qin Keqing, lowered his head slowly, and said, "Although I really want to marry you earlier, I also understand your difficulties. You can't be too selfish. I will wait for you."

Qin Keqing broke free from Gu Qingci's arms, stood on tiptoe and pecked Gu Qingci's face gently, turned around and ran away.

In the night, the moonlight is like water.

The shadow was pulled very long. Gu Qingci stood on the top of the mountain, gently touching the place where he was kissed on his face, staring blankly in the direction where Qin Keqing left, and a smile slowly appeared on his face. He smiled sweetly and stupidly!

In the distance that Gu Qingci could not see, Qin Keqing flew down from the mountain with his sword in his hand, but suddenly turned around in the air. The long wind blew from behind, swaying the white dress slowly falling backwards under the moonlight.

Qin Keqing closed his eyes, as if a fallen leaf was blowing with the wind, and a tear came out with the wind, like a drop of rain falling from the nine heavens, loneliness was constantly differentiating, one drop turned into two drops, two drops turned into four drops.

"I'm sorry, I lied to you!"

It slowly landed on the ground, and took a few steps back lightly, splashing a little bit of yellow sand, and its eyes seemed to accommodate thousands of mountains and rivers. It looked far away. On a deserted mountain, there was the familiar person.

"well"

A sigh came from behind. Yu Hengqiao walked slowly over with a sword on his back, walked to Qin Keqing, looked up at Ruyu's moon hanging in the night sky, and said, "Junior sister, why are you doing this?"

"Senior Brother," Qin Keqing's tone was a little cool, and he said, "I am also a disciple of the Dao Pavilion and a disciple of the Master. How can I leave at this time of Dao Pavilion?"

Yu Hengqiao sighed slightly and said nothing.

He watched Qin Keqing grow up, know Qin Keqing's temper very well, and knows his junior sister's personality.

People all say that there is only sword in the world of sword puzzles. In fact, the sword in the world of sword puzzles is called Tianshan.

The master was contaminated and went to hell.

"Senior brother, do you think Master will destroy Tianshan Mountain?" Qin Keqing suddenly spoke.

"I don't know," Yu Hengqiao said, "But, I know that Master said that our brother and sister were the seven-member Beidou Sword Formation, which was to us protect Tianshan, which was also a barrier. Master asked us to leave. However, this world is so great that if we leave Tianshan, are we still disciples of the Dao Pavilion? Is there any Dao Pavilion in this world?"

"I don't know." Qin Keqing said.

"My Tianshan Dao Pavilion can last for thousands of years. Even the seven sects and eight sects and thousands of years of aristocratic families, in terms of inheritance, I am afraid that even the Great Guangming Temple will be slightly inferior. It is because every generation of Dao Pavilion will show up to resist the God of Death in the world. It is precisely because of this that it has a glimmer of hope for the Tao of Heaven."

"In this generation, the vitality of the Tao Pavilion is in you, junior sister. In the past, we used to follow the steps and didn't take it too seriously. But later, hell slowly began to appear, but the warning of the Heavenly Dao has not been reduced for a long time. The Master had no choice but to search for the immortals and ask the Heavenly Dao himself. However, it was contaminated by unknown things, and the Heavenly Dao was still sleeping."

"I know why Master asked us to leave Tianshan, because in this generation, Tiandao may have given up Tianshan. Master hopes that we can survive. He would rather not have Tianshan. However, what is the difference between the Tao Pavilion disciples in Tianshan and the walking corpse without Tianshan."

"Cultivators are originally following the destiny of heaven, but now that destiny is not there, we can only do our best to strive for a glimmer of hope. At least, destiny is not there, and we still have the hope of life. If we can save our master..."

…………

Under the night, Gu Yihuan and Mr. Wuque walked side by side.

"Sir," Gu Yihuan asked, "If the God of Death comes out of hell, can Tianshan still be preserved?"

Mr. Wuque shook his head, nodded again, and said, "This seems to have become the fate of the Dao Pavilion. Tianshan is the first to be affected for every hundred-year catastrophe. However, Tianshan has a glimmer of vitality for every hundred-year catastrophe. This is a cycle of cause and effect, and it is also the vitality that the Dao Pavilion exchanges from the hands of the Heavenly Dao."

"The seven sects and eight sects, and the longest inheritance is probably the only one in Tianshan Dao Pavilion. Taoism has been born for many years. The most orthodox one is also Tianshan Dao Pavilion. Every generation can have a genius disciple who is the best in the world. The previous generation was Li Chengfeng, and this generation was Qin Keqing. However, I don't know what happened to this generation. Tianji is completely in chaos."

"The secrets of heaven are chaotic? What does it mean?" Gu Yihuan asked.

Mr. Wuque said: "Before the century-old catastrophe, the Heavenly Dao would have issued warnings, but this generation had no response, as if the Heavenly Dao disappeared. Li Chengfeng once told me that every generation of Tianshan Dao Pavilion received the message of the Heavenly Dao during the century-old catastrophe and got a glimmer of vitality. However, in this generation, the Heavenly Dao seems to have no chance of life, and the national master also said that even the fortune of the imperial court could not communicate with the Heavenly Dao."

Gu Yihuan frowned and said, "Then, sir, you can't be sure that this catastrophe will come. Can Xia Guo survive?"

"I don't know." Mr. Wuque said decisively: "No one can know, even the way of heaven cannot know. However, in the past, the way of heaven would have a glimmer of hope, but now, the way of heaven has no movement, alas!"

Gu Yihuan nodded and said, "Then, isn't my daughter-in-law very dangerous?"

"Everyone in Tianshan knows it, but if you ask them to abandon Tianshan, you may not even have the last ray of life, let alone the life of the way of heaven."

"Then, sir, when will you set out to hell?" Gu Yihuan asked.

"Look," Mr. Wuque shook his head and said, "The day when hell is open, it is the time when we go in. Your master is still at the gate of hell. Maybe he is still alive. Are you... ready to go?"

Gu Yihuan sighed and said, "When I was Ksitigarbha King, I was ready to go, but now I am Gu Yihuan. I have a wife who has been waiting for me for twenty years. I have two sons. Now I want to be a husband and a wife."

Mr. Wuque sighed and said, "You have done a good job. The entire Xia Kingdom owe you Gu's family."

Gu Yihuan smiled slightly and said, "Maybe this is a fate, Qingci is working harder than me now."

…………

In the early morning, the fog was hazy, and the convoy began to set off towards the Tianshan Mountains.

Behind the Xingtian Mansion Convoy, hundreds of dragon and tiger riders followed closely, with iron spears and silver armor, all the way to the foot of Tianshan Mountain. Wu Yu bowed to Gu Qingci and said, "Brother Gu, I wish you all the best and success."

"I'll lend you a good word!"

After fighting with Qin Keqing yesterday, Wu Yu returned to his former appearance, which made Gu Qingci feel relieved.

Looking at Gu Qingci who was heading towards Tianshan Mountain, Wu Yu smiled slightly, held a spear and rode his horse wildly, muttering: "Qin Keqing, I, Wu Yu, never need charity. I will get what I want with my own ability. Hell, you can't go!"
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