Compared with the dark and miserable world underground, the wilderness above ground was indeed as beautiful as the Pure Land of Bliss at the end of summer. But how could there be a truly clean place? Although the Right King's Palace was in a difficult situation after being harassed by the Tang Empire's Western Expedition Army, it still ruled the vast wilderness and the battle continued.
After a few days, Jun Mo returned to the Bodhi tree to rest again. At this moment, Tang came from afar and looked at him quietly for a long time. He said, "You've worked hard. I admire you."
This was true admiration. Jun Mo had proved himself to be the most powerful among the powerhouses of their generation. But it was not because of his strength that he could make an arrogant master of the Devil's Doctrine like Tang admire him.
Jun Mo stood up and said, "It's not hard to do what I want to do."
Perhaps it wasn't mentally tiring, but his body was covered in dust and his face was full of fatigue. Anyone could see how much damage and exhaustion the past few years of endless fighting had taken on him.
Tang looked back at the restless cavalrymen of the Right King's Palace in the distant wilderness and said, "Leave it to me. We Desolate Men have wandered in the world for thousands of years. We are experienced. Go and rest. "
Jun Mo did not thank him, nor did he rest. He used his empty sleeves to wipe off the dust on his monk robe and turned to leave.
Tang stroked the legendary Bodhi tree and said, "I thought you would cut down this tree."
"Don't touch this Bodhi tree and the chessboard in the peak. Youngest Brother needs them."
After saying this, Jun Mo walked towards the southeast without saying goodbye. There were still many things to deal with in the Central Plains. The underground slaves came out of the giant sinkhole and saw the real and boundless world. But this world was also a bigger giant sinkhole. He wanted to bring more people to a bigger world. This was something that the Headmaster of the Academy, Youngest Uncle, and the generation of the Academy had never forgotten.
Shouts gradually sounded in the wilderness. The slaves who had fought side by side with him for several years looked at his back reluctantly. The news of his departure spread further and further. Millions of people around the countless bonfires did not dare to ask him to stay. They all knelt down to see him off, like waves of wheat.
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Summer passed and autumn came. The flow of time seemed to have slowed down a lot. Too many things had happened in this year. For the common people who had been living a difficult life and waiting helplessly for the end, it was really difficult to bear. However, for those who were racing against time, they felt that time had passed too quickly. There were still many things that they had not done in time, and time had gone to who knew where.
It had been a long year for the Tang Empire. It had been a long year. The imperial court and the three armies had worked together. They had finally withstood the terrifying pressure coming from all sides of the border and started the counterattack. In the past two seasons, the Tang army had destroyed of the Golden Tribe and recovered the Qinghe River. They had shown their valiance and fearlessness to the world.
The Tang did not have to worry about the most powerful enemy in the north of the north. They had paid a great price. The Northern army and the Wilderness of the Army of the Wilderness. of the Wilderness of. of of of the Wilderness. Kingdom of Wilderness. Kingdom of the Wilderness of Kingdom. and Kingdom as of the Tang. Kingdom of Tang of War.
It was not time to recuperate and return to the Xiangwan Plain. But the Tang Empire needed to rest. The human world ushered in a short but precious period of peace. Because everyone knew that the peace was just an illusion.
The main force of the Tang army stopped at Qinghe Prefecture and did not continue to the south. They rested and reorganized their navy. However, the South Jin Kingdom had fallen into chaos because of Ning Que's bloody assassination that did not care about the status of the powerhouses. It seemed that the once second most powerful country in the world could not stop the iron hooves of the Tang army from the south.
On the two most important battlefields, Haotian Taoism had suffered a crushing defeat and had lost all initiative. Based on the current situation in the South Jin Kingdom, the West-Hill Divine Palace finally realized their position. They withdrew the troops that were invading the Great River as quickly as possible and withdrew all the powerhouses back to the West-Hill Divine Kingdom.
In the human world, only the West-Hill Divine Kingdom, the Yan Kingdom, and the corner of the East Land were still under the control of Taoism. Some of the more important places were already under the control of the Tang Empire. Even the small countries that were loyal to the Divine Halls of Song, Qi, Liang, and Chen were in an extremely turbulent situation.
Chen Pipi led more than a dozen disciples left by Ye Su and even more followers, ignoring the danger of being chased by the experts of the Divine Hall. They kept preaching along the coastline, igniting the flames of apostasy one after another. The situation of Taoism was as precarious as a pile of eggs, and it seemed that it would be destroyed at any time.
The reason why the flames of the New Stream burned so fiercely was not only because of the shock and indescribable impact of Ye Su's sanctification on the ordinary believers, but also because of the situation in the world.
Many people, including some divine priests of the Divine Halls of West-Hill, thought that the world had been settled. The Divine Halls of West-Hill would inevitably be replaced by the Tang Empire, and Taoism would naturally be replaced by the New Stream supported by the Academy. Countless divine priests of the Taoist temples in the cities and towns fled with the gold and silver they had plundered over the years. Not to mention exterminating the New Stream, the true devout believers could not even find a suitable place to pray for Haotian's mercy.
But was the world's situation really settled? If the Tang Empire and the Academy could not conquer the Peach Mountain, the Divine Halls of West-Hill would still stand on the peak and look at the human world coldly and arrogantly. With the wealth and resources they had accumulated over the years, they could still have a lot and survive for a long time. Who knew what would happen in the future?
A thousand years ago, Taoism gathered the whole world to fight against the Tang Empire. Countless powerhouses of the Knowing Destiny State left their seclusion deep in the mountains and went to Chang 'an. The Tang Empire was in a dangerous situation at that time, and the world's situation seemed to be settled. But who would have thought that the Headmaster of the Academy alone could solve all the problems and establish the Tang Empire's undefeated reputation for a thousand years?
They could not declare victory until the final victory, and they could not stop fighting until the battle was over. Jun Mo believed in the latter, while Ning Que and Ye Hongyu believed in the former. All in all, the vast human world had never been simple. Moreover, those who stood at the top of the human world knew that if they could not determine the outcome of the Haotian Divine Kingdom, the outcome of the human world could be reversed at any time.
Of course, the outcome of the human world was also very important. Everyone's eyes were following the traces left by Ning Que. They watched him go from the Wilderness to the Qinghe River and then to the southeast sea. They all thought that he would go north to the Yan Kingdom … because where Long Qing was, they believed that the next person he would kill would be Long Qing.
The powerhouses of the Divine Hall and the Yan Kingdom's cavalry were waiting for him, but he never came. No one knew that Ning Que was still in the Lanke Temple. He cultivated in the temple, rested in front of the ruins of the Buddha statue, and learned how to smash stones from the children in the small town in front of the Wa Mountain.
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From last night until now, I've been thinking about it for a long time. There's an important plot at the end, but I still haven't figured it out. Or rather, I can't get past myself, so I'm still hesitating. Just by looking at the chapter name, you'll know that it's very important. Just by looking at it, you'll know that it's very important.
If you can figure it out, I will continue writing at night. If not, I will continue thinking at night. Of course, to avoid waiting, I will only write these two thousand words today. So, I have a deal with you.)
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