Although everything in the world is miserable, the sun and the moon continue to rotate, time remains the same, and no matter how many deaths there are, life still needs to go on.
Under this sudden disaster, Zhongzhou ushered in the most difficult and painful New Year's Day. The entire Zhongzhou was filled with an atmosphere of depression and death. Because of the decisive judgment in the face of the disaster at that time, the main scope of the disaster was controlled within a thousand miles with Central Province Prefecture City as the core.
People outside this range were frightened and frightened, but they all devoutly thanked God for his blessing.
It is said that it was the blessings of the gods in the sky that allowed them to avoid such a terrible disaster.
But there are some people who are blasphemous, saying that those people Central Province Prefecture City must have done something to offend God, and then they suffered disasters, but they cannot be offended. Such people are often yelled at and scolded. Now that the city lord has died again during the New Year, the matter is difficult to deal with. Even the grand ceremony for the reform of the royal family and the people has been postponed for seven days.
The sage said that this grand ceremony should be conducted simply.
To show that we share the suffering of the people.
The savings will be converted into money and sent to Zhongzhou.
The queen also donated a lot of money from her own ornaments.
This attracted the concubines in the harem to give away a lot of gold and silver.
Sage Emperor follows a vegetarian diet and fasts for seven days as a sign of mourning.
But these actually have nothing to do with young Daoist and the people of Zhongzhou, at least not now. Young Daoist has gray hair on his temples, but he is still walking on the streets of Zhongzhou with a basket of medicine on his back as before. The sorrow as low as running water in the city has not dissipated, but even if it has not dissipated, it is gradually recovering.
Young Daoist relies on collected herbs and refined elixirs to help treat people's injuries.
"Well, your injury has recovered very well. Just take another dose of medicine, move your body more and bask in the sun."
"It will recover slowly."
Young Daoist raised his hand, wrote down the doctor's order, took out some medicine and handed it over.
The one who was helping was not young Daoist Mingxin, but Yue Shiru. There were many Daoist and Buddhist temples in the entire city. Some of them were alone, and some chose to go down the mountain to try to resist the disaster. Some of them suffered heavy losses, and many of the backbones at the Primordial Prenatal Qi level also died.
Master Refining Yang Temple old Daoist was relatively lucky. He did not die in this incident, but he was seriously injured. Young Daoist Mingxin is now taking care of him, while Qi WuHuo is going down the mountain to treat illnesses and save people. old man nodded and left with great gratitude.
The diagnosis and treatment continued throughout the day, with cold water and some pancakes in between.
Yue Shiru stood by and helped, but his eyes always subconsciously fell on young Daoist's white hair at the temples.
Daomen Primordial Prenatal Qi, if you don't pay a certain price, you can't grow old in one day.
"Little Daoist Priest, thank you. I will remember to take medicine."
"My wife is over sixty years old, and her life is not too short. It's okay if she forgets her medicine occasionally."
"Speaking of which, how old are you, Mr. Xiaodao?"
Young Daoist replied, "Fifteenth..." His voice paused, thinking that the New Year had passed, so he smiled, continued to write medical orders, and replied:
"Sixteen years old."
"Oh, I'm sixteen, about the same as my grandchildren."
"Then you are still young."
"Don't be tired. Look at you. Your hair is all white. I heard people say this is due to excessive energy consumption."
"But be careful, where are your parents? They don't take good care of you either."
She was gibbering like an old person of her age. She pointed at young Daoist and said something to her temples. The young man raised his hand and pressed his temples. He just smiled gently and replied, "Thank you for your concern. It's nothing. I probably haven't slept well during this period. It's not a big deal."
"Me?"
"... It doesn't matter."
As the day progressed to night, things calmed down and there were fewer pedestrians. Young Daoist got up and returned to the Daoist Temple with the medicine basket on his back. Throughout Central Province Prefecture City, there were fewer people on the road. It was obviously not the last dusk yet. In the past, there would have been many vendors. From where Qi WuHuo got up to the bridge, there were pedestrians everywhere and the lights were like daylight.
Now that I have seen it again, even if there are pedestrians, they are leaving in a hurry.
In the past, monk iron signs would go around every fifth watch to remind people that the time has come and the morning bell is about to ring. The sound of Buddhist posts and iron signs mixed with slang, and the sound of wooden fish may not have been heard for a long time. There are no people offering porridge or adding Medicinal materials to them on the roadside.
Grey-robed gentleman has gone nowhere, and neither has the simple and gentle monk.
Yue Shiru watched young Daoist move forward step by step.
The young man wore a wooden hairpin, but the white among the black hair was extremely eye-catching. Only a few days had passed since what happened to Zhongzhou this time, and he could clearly feel the changes that had taken place in the young Daoist Qi machine in front of him. It became more sinking, not heavy, but something more complicated.
There is a Qi machine on the ground in front, and Earth God also appears.
Although he only cares about human affairs, he is willing to help when he is soft-hearted.
It does not constitute a violation of Earth Official's duties.
Many Earth God have gone to various places to pick Medicinal materials, or brought fruits from the mountains to the city. After all, these lands have watched these people be born, watched them grow old, and watched their children. The boy also became gray-haired. Even though there were differences between humans and gods, he still had compassion after all. He turned into a old man. After separating these things, he raised his eyes and saw young Daoist coming over here.
Yue Shiru recognized it as a land creature and stepped forward to greet him.
But he saw that the land just glanced at young Daoist from a distance, casually and sneered.
He just ran away without even bothering to say hello.
It was because of what the young man did that day that he felt resentful, but he couldn't say anything.
Yue Shiru was about to speak, but he hesitated. His raised hand fell down and he continued to greet him. He had no choice but to turn around in embarrassment. He saw that young Daoist's expression did not change. He just walked past him carrying an empty medicine basket. He stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder gently. He said with a gentle smile, "Back to Daoist Temple."
"Well..."
"Yes, True Person."
Yue Shiru's address of True Person is much more sincere than in the past.
When I returned to the Daoist temple, I heard Three Yellow Chicken's clicking sound while I was still outside. I pushed the door of the open the Dao temple. The Daoist temple was the same as before. Young Daoist Mingxin frowned. Looking at old Daoist in front of him, holding a wine flask in his hand, he said, "Master, Martial Uncle said that your luck had damaged some foundations before, and then you fought with others and stabbed your lungs, so you can't drink anymore."
Old Daoist said awkwardly, "Just, just a little."
"Not even a little bit!"
"Besides, I just took a sip, just a sip..."
"It's Chinese New Year, you've given me meat to eat, drinking is nothing."
"No!"
Young Daoist Mingxin placed the wine bottle next to herself.
In the past, old Daoist was always admonishing his disciples, but now it seems to be the other way around. Young Daoist Mingxin is very serious. In the past few days, whether he is sweeping, meditating, Qi cultivation, or attending morning and evening classes, he is meticulous and does not need to be reminded. It is as if he has grown up all of a sudden.
Three Yellow Chicken walked through here with high chest and head, as if patrolling his own territory.
From time to time, he would lower his head and peck at the vegetable leaves.
Still the same.
Young Daoist After eating, he washed the dishes and went to sit down in the Scripture Pavilion. He leaned against the Scripture Pavilion wall, the moonlight shone on his face, and his eyebrows were clear, but there was an unsolved knot in his heart. The events in Jinzhou, the events in Zhongzhou, the people he saw, the things he experienced, and the decisions he made, were all around him.
For now, it seems that everything has been resolved.
But is it really a solution?
Why did the blazing heat of Jinzhou come about? The Star King who guided the seven major nodes including Zhongzhou has been killed, and the god of malfeasance has also perished, but Qi WuHuo still feels unfair in his heart. This is just a false solution. He holds the sword, and the blood-colored sword screams endlessly. All things are not equal, but they are not equal. What is not equal is the sword, or the state of mind.
Suddenly the order on his waist lit up slightly, this time it was the token of North Pole Exorcism Institute. Qi WuHuo thought of the merits and virtues mentioned by Taibai before, and guessed that the matter of order had been resolved this time, so there were still some finishing touches, so he closed his eyes. Primordial Spirit fell on the token, as if it were a medium, and was somewhat similar to the Ming Zhen Dao Alliance's method of stepping into the water.
Qi WuHuo's eyes lit up, as if he had appeared in a main hall.
The hall was not big, and apart from him, there were many divine generals who were at the forefront of this incident. Qi WuHuo suddenly discovered that Taibai was missing, and the Lei general next to him seemed to be injured, so he couldn't help but ask softly. The latter was silent, and then replied, "Five days ago, I led the crowd to capture Emperor Lord Donghua. Emperor Lord Donghua fought back brazenly and did not want to be captured."
"During the fight, in order to prevent Taibai from escaping, the seven god generals, including Taibai, blocked him Divine Ability with their bodies. They were severely injured by Great Sun Golden Flame Fire. The three of them died on the spot. Taibai is currently sealed in the black ice. Under the warmth and nourishment, there may be a glimmer of hope."
"North Pole Exorcism Institute, that's how it is."
"But you are not Martial General, so you don't have to take such risks."
Qi WuHuo felt a little relieved and said, "Emperor Lord Donghua?"
Lei Jiang replied slowly, "Yes, the head of Eleven Luminaries, the current head of the fighting department, is also Solar Emperor Lord. This time the chaos that destroyed the formation was caused by him. After we tortured Primordial Spirit from Luohu, we also tortured Primordial Spirit from Jidu. We searched for evidence for the answers we got and confirmed them to be correct before we captured him."
sun...
Young Daoist felt the blood in his heart suddenly become violent, and subconsciously his body tensed up, saying, "Solar Emperor Lord... That strange drought in Jinzhou, is it related to what happened seven years ago?" Lei Jiang frowned slightly and said, "Seven years ago? Jinzhou? At that time, we were chasing another demon god. Shangqing Tian Shu Institute and Judicial Heavenly Venerable should be responsible for these things."
"As for the files under torture, I haven't read them."
"But with the torture methods used by those guys in North Pole Exorcism Institute, we should be able to ask."
"I can ask for you."
His Primordial Spirit seemed to leave briefly, and then came back again soon, saying briefly and comprehensively:
"There is a connection."
"Ji Du and others regard him as their leader. The purpose of these two disasters is to disrupt order, and then use the meaning of [Great Sun Demon Queller] to illuminate the six realms, so as to take a further step above Great Solar Emperor Lord to prove the status of [Taiyi]. In other words, the purpose of these two disasters is to allow Emperor Lord Donghua to take a step forward on Dao Path."
"It's just that they were cautious in Jinzhou before and were not very courageous."
"Zhongzhou, on the other hand, became bolder and bolder, and only then did we come forward."
"You devil, you..."
Lei Jiang noticed young Daoist's stiffness and the changes in his Qi machine, but didn't say anything more.
Because there is another tyrannical aura appearing.
Not Great Marshal Tianyou.
Due to direct precautions against the possibility of diverting the tiger away from the mountain, the canopy cannot come out. The ones responsible for capturing Emperor Lord Donghua were Northern Pole Saints's Tianyou and Yisheng. Tianyou was also injured. Now it is True Lord Yi Sheng. was responsible for the last thing and said indifferently, "Everyone should know about this. Emperor Lord Donghua is seeking the Dao. His heart is very strong and he will not hesitate to recreate his ancient appearance. He wants to use Great Sun Demon Queller."
"The Daoist heart is very strong, very good, very good."
"The one who deserves to be beheaded should be killed."
"It is too easy for him to die on Immortal Slaying Platform. He should be warned of his death as a warning to the world."
"He is not beheaded at this moment. He is only in the heavenly prison. He has been beheaded Three Flowers on the Crown and all Five Qi in the Chest have been shaved off. The Northern Emperor has issued an order to behead him in front of the gods in heaven tomorrow."
North Pole Exorcism Institute In addition to punishment, there is also the duty of deterrence.
Yi Sheng lowered his eyes and swept across:
"Everyone, who wants to be the executioner with a knife?"
These North Pole Exorcism Institute generals all hesitated for a moment, because Emperor Lord Donghua is in charge of Immortal Registry, which also means that they have many and wide connections with immortals, their status is high enough, and they have many close friends. If this is the case, they will be targeted, and I am afraid it will be dangerous.
There are always those extreme people who follow their own way, no matter the cost.
But almost at the same time, they clarified their minds, dispersed their hesitations, and then prepared to respond.
The same goes for the name Northern Pole Exorcism. The bottom line is that it cannot be provoked.
But just for a moment, someone already said in advance, "I do!"
Many gods were slightly startled and looked in that direction. The only Daoist who participated in this matter, not even an immortal official, responded without hesitation this time. Yisheng raised his eyes and looked at him, and said calmly, "Do you know that the involvement behind Emperor Lord Donghua is huge, and the cause and effect is also huge."
Young Daoist replied, "I know."
Yisheng looked at him more seriously this time and said, "Are you the devil?"
"Yes."
"Very good, I have read your resume, and I also know the reason for your choice. Although the matter of Jinzhou was not submitted to the Exorcism Department, and it is not our responsibility, there is cause and effect in heaven and earth. I have always believed in this."
"The incident in Jinzhou started because of Donghua, and finally fell under your sword. One cause and one result came with revenge. He never violated our judgment, but that's okay!" Yisheng came from Demon Race, and had a violent and upright personality. For this matter, he was not as serious as Tianyou. He was quite appreciative. He laughed several times and suddenly raised his hand and flew directly to Qi WuHuo with the order to behead.
Young Daoist caught it.
Yisheng stood up and said calmly, "Generals, take your orders."
"Tomorrow at noon, when the sun is at its strongest."
"Dang the demon, kill Donghua!"
Young Daoist holds the order in his hand.
He replied slowly--
"Dang Mo, take your orders."