The ten halls of the underworld stand tall and towering. The ancient inheritance that once disappeared from the sky, after being reopened, stands in the starry sky, overlooking the world.
Gains and losses in a game, gains and losses in a general, what is light and what is important, before King Yama clicked, I knew my fate and was silent, I already had the answer in my heart.
In the first game, he won, but also lost.
"Know your fate, don't be too hard on yourself!"
At some point, a figure in a dark white cloak appeared from behind. He looked at the people in front of him and said, "Once the war starts, there will be casualties. Ziyi will not blame you. The same goes for Consort Luo. No one else would have done better today."
Ning Chen turned around, looked at his friend in front of him, and said softly, "Brother Mu, I understand what you mean, thank you."
Mu Qianshang smiled and said, "As for Ziyi's injury, we have to think of a solution. We have survived many storms over the years, how can we still be afraid of these small winds and waves?"
"It's because we have gone through too many storms that I don't want our surviving friends to get into trouble again. However, my friend is right. We can survive even greater difficulties. The things in front of us are nothing compared to the beginning. I will get everyone through it as soon as possible." Ning Chen looked firm again and said.
"Heh"
Mu Qianshang chuckled and said, "This is the fate I know. Conspiracies, calculations, expediency and evil deeds are what we are good at. You can only worry about it. These hundred days of peace are hard-won. What are you going to do next? Have you thought about it?"
Ning Chen listened quietly, and after a moment, nodded slightly.
Mu Qianshang looked at the man beside him and said, "I think you know better than us. Buddhist Kingdom can't be kept. It's up to you whether to keep him or to abandon him. No matter what, we will respect your decision."
"Everyone's done."
Ning Chen said softly, his eyes gradually deepened, and said, "Next, it's time to do what we should do."
"I feel relieved if you can make this determination."
Mu Qianshang nodded and responded, forcibly protecting Buddhist Kingdom will only cause them more casualties. Zhi Ming knows this truth better than they do. However, sometimes, knowing does not mean that he can do it. Buddhist Kingdom Buddhist Kingdom Buddhist Kingdom Zhi Ming is kind and giving up is not easy.
The strength of Jun Wentian is now the biggest trouble. If they have to hide their identity, their strength will be limited, especially Zhi Ming. No matter the fairy sword or the divine ban in his hand cannot be used, it is not easy to block Jun Wentian.
If they must protect Buddhist Kingdom, they must use all their strength. In this case, their identities will likely be exposed, which will be very detrimental to their future actions.
"Brother Mu, are you worried that I will be kind to a woman? My friend, there is no need to worry about this. I have never done anything less than once, and this time is no exception." Ning Chen sighed softly.
"Know your fate"
Mu Qianshang looked serious and said, "Now it's not that you gave up on the Buddhist Kingdom, but that Buddhist Kingdom really can't be saved. You have done enough for the Buddhist Kingdom. There is no need to feel guilty. Buddhist Kingdom is not Great Xia. We can't save everyone. We try our best and that's enough."
Ning Chen looked at the night ahead and said, "I understand. I will think carefully about how to use the final value of the Buddhist Kingdom to try to damage the Demon Palace as much as possible."
Mu Qianshang nodded, although it is cruel, this is reality.
"Zhi Ming, although your cultivation talent is not as good as ours, you are the smartest among us. Sometimes, you are troubled because you can see too much. Listen to my advice and be kind to yourself. If you should put down some burdens, let them go. You have always been too demanding on yourself. You have experienced more hardships in a hundred years than those old monsters who have lived for a thousand years. I don't know how you survived, but are you really not tired?" Mu Qianshang said softly.
Ning Chen was silent and did not answer.
"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. That girl of yours has been staring at me for a long time. If I take advantage of you again, that girl will fight me hard."
Mu Qianshang sighed, smiled, waved his hand behind without saying anything more, turned around and walked towards his palace.
From behind, Yin'er poked his nose at the former, expressing his dissatisfaction, then trotted to the front of the hall, hugged the arm of the person next to him, and whispered, "Ning Chen, let me practice sword practice for you, okay?"
Ning Chen looked over and looked at the girl beside him, with a gentle smile on his face and said, "Why are you so diligent today? You took the initiative to think of practicing sword practice."
"I don't like to see you unhappy, I want to help you." Yin'er said softly.
Ning Chen smiled softly, reached out and rubbed the former's hair, and said, "Okay, I'm fine. You haven't practiced as long as we have, and you can't get involved in this level of battle for the time being. Master is already very happy that you have such a heart."
Yin'er pouted and said, "But I want to help you."
"Then let Master think about it, what can you do now?"
Ning Chen thought about it pretending to be thoughtful, then patted the former's head and said with a smile, "Go to bed now. Maybe when you wake up, the Heavenly Language Origin in your body will be fully awakened, and then you can fight against all the invincible opponents in the world."
"Hmph!"
Yin'er tilted his head angrily, shook his hands on his head, and said unhappy, "If you think I'm stupid, just say so and ignore you, I'll go to bed."
Yin'er turned around and ran back to the palace behind him, with a very unhappy look on his face.
Yin'er Returned to the palace, Ning Chen's face regained a look of thinking, his eyes looked at the night sky in front of him, and streams of light flashed by. It was less than a hundred days before the Demon Palace's next attack on Foshan. It was not a long time, but it was enough.
Apart from the incident in Foshan, another top priority now is Ziyi's injury. The power controlled by the third eye between Jun Wentian's eyebrows has surpassed the third realm. It is strange and powerful and he cannot erase it.
Now that Fourth Realm is gone, I am afraid only Jun Wentian himself knows how to get rid of these strange forces. To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell must be tied, and he must make another trip.
Thinking of this, Ning Chen glanced at the main hall behind him, clenched his right hand, and the sword blades flew towards him, and disappeared after an instant.
"Do you still want to go by yourself?"
As he spoke, the void swirled, and a perfect and picturesque figure appeared, speaking.
Seeing the person coming, Ning Chen was not surprised. He nodded and said, "Now I am the only one who can confront Jun Wentian. Your whereabouts cannot be exposed. I take action as Ninth Son of Ink Sect. This is the only way."
"Aizen Myōō, and Sword Two have never taken action, why not let them go to help you together?" Luoshen said softly.
"Ten Yama Kings's combat power cannot be lost. Once they help me this time, they will not be able to come back as King Yama in the future. The gain outweighs the loss. Luoshen, I know that your control over the law is beyond ordinary people. Please help me stabilize the divine forbidden fluctuations and don't let them know about it." Ning Chen asked.
"I understand, be careful along the way."
Luoshen responded softly without any further persuasion.