Liu Yiqing was still alive. But he was badly injured. Hengmu Liren used Haotian's Divine Flame to keep him alive, which was more painful than death.
The Eldest Brother showed up in Linkang, in front of the ruins of the imperial city, and stood between Hengmu Liren and Liu Yiqing. Haotian's Divine Flame was cut off, and Liu Yiqing was about to be freed. Because of the liberation, or because of what happened before the liberation, the Eldest Brother apologized to Liu Yiqing sincerely.
Hengmu Liren did not want Liu Yiqing to be freed, which made him very angry. The Eldest Brother ignored him, which made him feel that he was not respected enough, which made him even angrier.
He said coldly, "Mr. First, you're too late. Or, you didn't dare to show up before this. So what's the point of showing up now and apologizing to a dying man? Don't you think it's hypocritical? Or are you trying to comfort yourself? "
In any case, the Academy did not do anything tonight. Liu Yiqing would definitely die. Hengmu Liren's sarcastic words were the sharpest blade that pierced right into his heart.
But the Eldest Brother did not seem to hear him. He looked at Liu Yiqing who was covered in blood on the sedan and repeated, "I'm sorry."
Liu Yiqing said calmly, "Mr. First, you know that it's my own choice."
The Eldest Brother thought for a while and said, "The Academy could have stopped you from making this choice."
Liu Yiqing shook his head and said, "The Headmaster once said, what's there to complain about?"
Hearing this, Eldest Senior Brother did not know how to respond.
Liu Yiqing said, "The Academy can't solve all the problems in the human world. Everyone has to fight for the problems in the human world. Mr. First, why do you blame yourself?"
The Eldest Brother said, "But how can you stand aside when the dam is collapsing?"
Liu Yiqing said, "That's why Mr. First is not as good as Mr. Thirteen."
The Eldest Brother shook his head and said, "Youngest Brother is different now."
Liu Yiqing was slightly startled. He thought of something and smiled on his bloodstained face. He sighed and said, "So Mr. Thirteen has been watching us from Chang 'an."
The Eldest Brother said, "Maybe I can't see it clearly, but he must be looking over here."
Separated by the blood-soaked white cloth, Liu Yiqing looked at the ruins of the Royal Palace in the darkness and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I thought ahead of time that he might be looking here, so I didn't choose the wrong place."
He had been cultivating for a long time, but he hadn't been able to shine in the cultivation world for long. He had once chosen the wrong position and paid the price for it, but he never missed it again.
Tonight, he sat in the carriage. This was his seat.
The chariot was facing the city wall that had been through the vicissitudes of time.
It was located in the north facing the south and had good Fengshui, making it suitable for burial.
Eldest Brother looked at him and said, "Sorry, don't worry."
Until the end, the Academy still felt sorry for him. If the Academy told him not to worry, then he could be at ease. Whether it was the future South Jin Kingdom or the homeless disciples of the Sword Garret, he did not have to worry about them anymore.
Under the blood-stained white cloth, Liu Yiqing's eyes slowly closed, and he fell into darkness.
Over the years, he had already gotten used to the darkness, so he was fearless. Death and slumber were no different.
Eldest Brother looked at Liu Yiqing, who was no longer breathing, and remained silent for a long time. Then he turned around slowly, looked at Long Qing and Hengmu, and said, "Why?"
When he said "why", he was looking at Hengmu.
Looking at the young genius of Haotian Taoism who had inherited the gift from Haotian, he looked calm and peaceful. Although he could see through Hengmu's indigo Taoist robe and the endless Haotian Divine Flame in his body, Hengmu Liren was full of light.
He was the chosen one of Haotian. Hengmu Liren was full of light.
However, the Academy and Haotian had been enemies for decades since Ke Haoran drew his sword and questioned Heaven. Looking back, the Academy and Haotian had been enemies for a thousand years since the Headmaster of the Academy built the Academy and set up the God-Stunning Array in Chang 'an.
The Academy was not afraid of Haotian, so why would it be afraid of a chosen one of Haotian? The Academy did not respect Haotian, so why would it respect a chosen one of Haotian?
Eldest Brother looked at Long Qing and was slightly moved.
He had read extensively since he was a child. Even though he had never cultivated in Taoism, he had read many Taoist classics. Otherwise, how could he debate with Ye Su for three days in front of a small Taoist temple? He had never cultivated in Taoist Heart Illumination, but who in the world could beat his Wisdom Eye? He could see through the infinite light under Hengmu's indigo robe, so he could see the infinite darkness under Long Qing's robe.
Eldest Brother had never seen such a thick and dirty darkness on the butchers of the Devil's Doctrine or on the villains. Through the ordinary priest's robe, he could vaguely see that in the dark fog around Long Qing's body, there were countless resentful souls crying and seething with resentment.
Eldest Brother looked at Long Qing and sighed, "Why?"
Long Qing was a bit uneasy. He felt that he had become naked in front of Mr. First. He had no more secrets. Whatever he had done and what he wanted to do, Mr. First knew clearly.
So he slowly took a step back. Behind him was the thick darkness of the night. Only by getting closer to the darkness would he feel safer, and even warmer.
But it was not enough. Long Qing still felt a bit cold. It was uncomfortable to be seen through. He slowly operated his Taoist psyche and hid all his aura in the deepest part of his body.
The aura in his body caused the night wind to swirl around in front of the imperial city. The gentle breeze seeped into his robe and even the light seemed to be swallowed by his body.
Long Qing became more and more blurry in people's eyes. He was about to merge with the darkness.
Hengmu Liren made the opposite choice. When Long Qing took a step back and hid himself in the darkness, Hengmu Liren took a step forward.
He took a step toward the Eldest Brother with an indifferent and proud expression.
Countless rays of Haotian's Divine Flame burst out from his body. Holy star-like rays of light overflowed from his facial features and pores. With an indescribable pressure, he appeared in front of the Imperial City.
Hengmu turned into a burning statue of an immortal that could burn and purify everything.
The level he revealed at that moment was enough to shock the entire cultivation world.
He knew clearly that it was not difficult for him to kill Liu Yiqing in his true state. But it was not easy to kill this scholar in a cotton-padded jacket. Because a legend was a legend after all.
Hengmu still wanted to give it a try because he was very angry. He was angry that the other party looked at him calmly but was slightly moved when he looked at Long Qing. Anyway, everything that happened tonight made this proud successor of Haotian angry. He had to let Mr. First of the Academy feel his anger.
And he knew clearly that even if he failed, Mr. First would not hurt him. In other words, Mr. First would not dare to hurt him. Otherwise, why would he apologize before Liu Yiqing died?
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