Yue Qingxue had a complicated look in her eyes, but her expression was still so calm. Her tone was very low, and there was no hint of surprise at all.
For more than a hundred years, Yue Qingxue had to face open and secret attacks every day, and she had to fight against various forces. Unknowingly, she had completely matured.
Towards Gao Zhengyang, she no longer had the attachment of a little girl. In this aspect, she was different from the red sun.
The red sun seemed to be free and independent, but her core was Gao Zhengyang. Therefore, in the Supreme Council, it was only because Gao Zhengyang asked her to do these things.
When Yue Qingxue saw Gao Zhengyang again, she felt as if a lifetime had passed. This feeling was very complicated, so complicated that she could not tell what it was.
It had been more than a hundred years, but Gao Zhengyang had not changed at all. His red clothes were still bright and blazing, and his eyes were still clear and deep. The domineering aura between his brows was somewhat restrained, and this made him look a little more simple and clean like a young man.
The tempering of time did not wear down Gao Zhengyang's sharpness. Instead, it made him even purer.
Yue Qingxue really admired Gao Zhengyang. This person seemed to never be tired, and would not show any weakness. He always appeared to be full of energy and extremely confident. It was as if there was nothing in the world that he could not do.
The more one experienced, the more one would understand how amazing the things that Gao Zhengyang did were.
Especially when one stood in a position like Yue Qingxue. She was in a high position, but there were all kinds of restrictions. She had to use 120% of her strength in everything she did, and usually, she could only get 30% to 50% of the results.
Yue Qingxue had long been tired of all this, but she still had a thought in her heart. The human race was facing a great calamity, and she could not just sit back and do nothing.
Qingyu's death in battle was a huge blow to her. Because of this, she cultivated the Cold Moon Sword.
Strictly speaking, the Cold Moon Sword was not a swordsmanship, but a secret skill that led straight to the divine level. This was what Yue Qingxue had learned from the New Moon Sword Spirit.
The crux of this Divine Rank Secret Art was to sever one's heart and sever one's emotions and desires. His heart was like a cold moon shining high in the sky, clear and untainted by dust.
This kind of method of severing one's emotions was usually evil. However, what New Moon passed down naturally had its own wonders. By severing the seven emotions and six desires, one could reach the state of emptiness.
Emptiness was the supreme mental level of the thirteenth rank. Even though Gao Zhengyang was so awesome now, he didn't dare to say that he had truly reached the state of emptiness.
Yue Qingxue was naturally far behind, but she had an indifferent personality to begin with. Coupled with the Cold Moon Sword, she had cut off her seven emotions and six desires, so she improved at lightning speed. He had already broken through to the Divine Level a few years ago.
However, she was deep in thought right now. There were only cold calculations and no emotional disturbances. Therefore, Yue Qingxue hid her Godly rank.
This type of increase in power should have been extremely obvious, unable to be hidden from others. However, Yue Qingxue's Cold Moon Sword was very special, and it was concealed by the Sword Spirit New Moon, so it was hidden steadily.
It was also in such a state that when Yue Qingxue saw Gao Zhengyang, although there were some fluctuations in her emotions, she was still indifferent.
Of course, Gao Zhengyang could see that Yue Qingxue was at the Divine Level and that her state was not normal. However, after a hundred years, there was already an obvious distance between the two of them.
This was not something that could be smoothed over with one or two sentences. It was also not like there was love in their hearts. They hugged each other and blended together without any ill feelings.
Even if it was the Red Sun, they still needed to communicate deeply and complete the resonance at the level of the divine soul to break through the distance between the two of them. Yue Qingxue's situation was even more complicated.
Gao Zhengyang smiled slightly, "You don't seem surprised to see me."
"Everyone will worry about you, but I won't."
Yue Qingxue said indifferently, "I know that you never fail. No matter where you are, you will come back one day."
Yue Qingxue really watched Gao Zhengyang grow up step by step, watched him win every battle, watched him walk from the bottom all the way to the peak of power in the human world.
She had an almost superstitious confidence in Gao Zhengyang. Even if she saw Gao Zhengyang being killed with her own eyes, she would still think that Gao Zhengyang deliberately set up a trap to show weakness.
Therefore, Yue Qingxue never worried about Gao Zhengyang, nor did she think about what would happen without Gao Zhengyang.
She was very clear about one thing. Gao Zhengyang was Gao Zhengyang. He was aloof and independent. The Supreme Security Committee was just his toy, and the human world was just his playground.
Gao Zhengyang would not die, and he would not even be defeated. But the human world could not put its hope on him. In fact, the human race should not put its hope on anyone.
This kind of thinking in itself was the mentality of the weak. In the reincarnation of the era, without the spirit to fight for survival, any race would perish.
Because Yue Qingxue clearly understood this, she did not have too much hope for Gao Zhengyang's return.
She did not hide her thoughts and said to Gao Zhengyang, "It's good that you are back, but the human race should not put its hope on you alone. This is too unfair to you. "
Gao Zhengyang was a little touched. Others thought that he should save the human race and regarded it as his responsibility.
He did not care what others thought, but he was very happy that there was someone who could understand him. He said, "I haven't seen you for a hundred years, and you have matured."
Yue Qingxue could not help but laugh.
Gao Zhengyang was a little puzzled. "Is there something wrong with my praise?"
Yue Qingxue shook her head. "No, it's just that we have known each other for so long, and this is the first time you have sincerely praised me. I feel very flattered. "
Gao Zhengyang felt a little wronged. "Of course not, I have often praised you."
"Your praises are very exaggerated, and they are completely teasing me."
Yue Qingxue said, "Such a simple word like mature sounds more sincere when it comes from your mouth."
She paused and said, "So, you have always thought that I was immature."
"Hahaha …" Gao Zhengyang laughed. "You think too much, you think too much."
Gao Zhengyang hurriedly changed the topic. "It is good that you have reached the God level. But what do you want to do by hiding it? "
"I can't hide it from you." Yue Qingxue sighed softly. Gao Zhengyang's level was much higher than hers. He could see through her at a glance, but she had no idea about Gao Zhengyang's strengths and weaknesses.
Gao Zhengyang asked again, "You want to kill Shi Potian?"
In the Supreme Security Committee, Shi Potian was the only one who was aggressive and wanted more power. Moreover, he was pressuring Yue Qingxue step by step.
Yue Qingxue hiding her cultivation was actually not very useful. Instead, she would be underestimated by others, and her influence would decrease.
For a powerhouse who stood at the center of power, Yue Qingxue only had one purpose, and that was to plot against a certain powerhouse.
"Yes."
Yue Qingxue said indifferently, "Shi Potian is too arrogant, and he has no limits. I want him to die. "
Gao Zhengyang was silent for a while, then asked, "Is it because of Qingyu?"
Yue Qingxue only had this one sister. She didn't say it on the surface, but she was actually very protective of Yue Qingyu. Qingyu's death was definitely a huge blow to her. Thus, she vented her anger on Shi Potian.
Yue Qingxue said, "In the first battle of Tianyue City, Shi Potian was the chief commander. Qingyu and Shi Han died together, and I don't believe that it wasn't arranged by Shi Potian. "
After a pause, Yue Qingxue said, "Whether or not it was arranged by him, just based on his arrogance and wanting to force me to marry him, he deserves to die."
Gao Zhengyang nodded, "No matter what the reason is, if you want Shi Potian to die, he can't live."
"Thank you."
Yue Qingxue didn't thank Gao Zhengyang for his help, but thanked him for trusting her unconditionally. This kind of trust was actually more important than anything else.
Gao Zhengyang waved his hand, "Saying thank you between us is too formal. This is just a small matter. "
Gao Zhengyang thought of the cute and lively Qingyu, and couldn't help but sigh lightly. Even with his magical powers, he couldn't resurrect the dead.
Even if he reached the thirteenth rank, he might be able to rely on his memories to make a copy, but it was still not the original person. It was a kind of copy. In essence, it was a kind of manifestation of the Divine Master's power. On the soul level, it completely belonged to the Divine Master, and it wasn't a true independent life.
In reality, the world created by the Divine Master, and all living beings were formed by his power. In these worlds created by the Divine Master, every intelligent life couldn't go against the Divine Master's orders, and they couldn't give birth to a life stronger than the Divine Master.
The Secret Art of Creation that the Evil God gave to Gao Zhengyang was like this. In reality, the Secret Art of Creation contained the Evil God's core laws.
When Gao Zhengyang reached the Divine King Realm, he suddenly understood that if he accepted the Secret Art of Creation, it was equivalent to accepting the Evil God's laws. Even if he didn't become his servant, at least, he wouldn't be able to fight against him.
What was even more terrifying was that after accepting the Evil God's laws, Gao Zhengyang's future path would be sealed. No matter what, he could only follow the Evil God's path.
From this aspect, the Evil God's intentions were extremely sinister. Luckily, Gao Zhengyang was already prepared. No matter how good the Secret Art of Creation was, he wouldn't fall for it.
Gao Zhengyang felt that only by reaching rank fifteen, or even surpassing the limits of an epoch, could he revive the dead.
If surpassing rank fifteen was the end point, then on this long road, Gao Zhengyang was just the beginning.
Even with Gao Zhengyang's confidence, he didn't dare say that he would definitely reach the end point. He couldn't make careless promises to Yue Qingxue.
As for persuasion, there was no need to say anything.
Sorrow and joy were different. Joy was a song that could be sung with the right person. Sorrow wasn't possible. Sorrow was a bitter wine that could only be tasted by oneself.
Gao Zhengyang thought of Yue Qingyu, Shi Han, and He Feiyu, and he actually felt quite sad.
All of these different beauties had bloomed in his life, and they had been beautiful. But when he disappeared, they all died.
Gao Zhengyang was sad, but he wasn't sad. This wasn't because he was heartless, but because he knew that life and death were unpredictable.
Divine Masters were still struggling in the impermanence, and if they weren't careful, they would die. Let alone Yue Qingyu and the others, these weak lives.
Confucius said that joy is not obscene, sorrow is not hurt. This was the principle it spoke of.
Blindly grieving, unable to control oneself. This was just venting one's emotions, and it was meaningless to the dead.
Gao Zhengyang was deep in thought. Just like that, he and Yue Qingxue bathed in the faint moonlight, facing each other in silence.
Yue Qingxue didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this. Faint sorrow seemed to float in the faint moonlight, and she felt that there was much less of a barrier between her and Gao Zhengyang, and their hearts became a bit closer.
Only when the new moon gradually set and the night deepened did Yue Qingxue say to Gao Zhengyang, "It's good that you're back."
Gao Zhengyang thought for a moment, and then said, "There's no moon anymore, go rest."
Yue Qingxue shook her head slightly. "I'll sit a bit longer, you go rest."
Gao Zhengyang wasn't surprised that his vague invitation was rejected. At Yue Qingxue's level, she was no longer bothered by simple instinctive desires.
Moreover, Yue Qingxue was different from the red sun. She didn't like dual cultivation and the like. Her current state of cultivation was more inclined to the side of severing feelings and desires.
In fact, Gao Zhengyang was just saying this. He felt that this state with Yue Qingxue was very good. The two talked about feelings, not about love, and definitely not about sex.
This just right distance made both sides very comfortable.
Of course, if it was a hundred years ago, Gao Zhengyang would definitely feel that Yue Qingxue's state was not good, and he would not hesitate to sleep with her.
Now, Gao Zhengyang's level was higher, and he was stronger, and he could restrain himself and respect others.
Gao Zhengyang also didn't like the people around him to become the same. Only by being different would there be differences, and only then would there be interest. If everyone else operated according to your ideas, then the world would be too boring.
Seeing that Gao Zhengyang got up and was about to leave, Yue Qingxue suddenly said, "Hu Feifei is not bad, she has always been loyal to you. You should go and see her. "
Gao Zhengyang couldn't help but laugh. Yue Qingxue advised him to see Hu Feifei, but he felt that something was wrong. He nodded. "I'll be back for a while this time to settle everything properly."
After Gao Zhengyang left Yue Qingxue's place, he didn't really go to find Hu Feifei.
Hu Feifei's matter was just a small matter. There was no need to deal with it in a hurry. He wasn't a hot-tempered young man.
To be honest, Gao Zhengyang didn't hate Shi Potian. The other party's level was too low, and he really couldn't have any strong feelings for such a person.
Of course, Gao Zhengyang could completely understand Yue Qingxue's hatred. Because her strength was at the same level as Shi Potian, and even slightly weaker. She couldn't deal with Shi Potian, so naturally, her resentment accumulated more and more.
If he encountered an enemy he couldn't deal with, he would also be very angry. The problem was, he could kill Shi Potian with one finger. However, he didn't want to deal with the other party so quickly.
If it wasn't for Yue Qingxue saying that there was something wrong with Qingyu and Shi Han's death, Gao Zhengyang even planned to let Shi Potian go.
A guy who could burst out in a desperate situation was still very capable. As for being ambitious, that wasn't a problem.
Only people without ability would be willing to be mediocre.
Ambition, great ambition, they were essentially the same, but the way they said it was different. Without that kind of strong desire to improve, how could one achieve great things?
But Yue Qingxue's words had already sentenced Shi Potian to death. For someone who was about to die, Gao Zhengyang was even more lazy to waste his energy.
Whether Qingyu and Shi Han's death was related to him or not, Shi Potian had to die. It was that simple.
Gao Zhengyang followed the aura and sensed it, arriving at the Cool Palace. This palace was located at the northeast corner of the Palace of Light, and its location was rather remote. On the small path outside the Cool Palace, there were already many weeds growing, but no one was cleaning them.
The white walls and red tiles were also full of mottled scars from the wind and rain. The surroundings were quiet, without any signs of human activity. From the looks of it, it was like a desolate temple in the wilderness.
Inside the Palace of Light, there was actually no one repairing the buildings, this was obviously not normal. Therefore, this could only be done on purpose.
Gao Zhengyang suddenly thought of the love saint in the novels. Often, because of the death of a woman, his hair would turn white overnight, and then he would guard the coffin, not marrying for the rest of his life. It was especially tragic.
The atmosphere here was filled with a sense of bitterness. He couldn't help but smile, the faint melancholy and sadness in his heart disappeared.
Gao Zhengyang thought for a moment, then flicked his sleeve, the red clothes on his body turned purple, and his appearance also changed to Zi Xiangchuan's.
Zi Xiangchuan was one of the sons of the Demon Emperor. Back then, he was the commander of the Demon Race, and he had brought the Heavenly Scar Sword to ambush him, but he was killed instead.
Although Zi Xiangchuan did not do anything big, he was unlucky to meet Gao Zhengyang.
Gao Zhengyang felt that this person's martial arts and scheming were top-notch. With a thought, she decided to borrow his appearance for a while.
The outside of the Cool Palace was somewhat dilapidated, and the inside of the courtyard was overgrown with weeds that were as tall as a person. The doors of the palace were wide open, and standing in the courtyard, one could faintly see a person sitting inside the palace.
The Buddha statue in the palace was not torn down, and it was enshrined in the Guardian Deity. However, this golden statue was also not cleaned up, and it was covered in dust and cobwebs. It looked rather miserable.
Bai Xinyuan, who was sitting under the Buddha statue, was wearing snow-white clothes. He was lying on the ground, and his eyes were half-closed, as if he was meditating and sleeping at the same time.
Bai Xinyuan's hair had also turned white, and each strand was like a silver thread, carelessly draped over his shoulders. He looked somewhat deranged. If his clothes had not been so clean, he would have looked like a lunatic sleeping on the side of the road.
Bai Xinyuan had been in this state for a long time. He had become a Sword God, so he did not need to eat or drink. He could rely on his vital energy to breathe, and he did not need to bathe or change his clothes.
His body was naturally as clean as new after so many years. Bai Xinyuan had gotten used to this. At first, he had deliberately tormented himself like this, but after a long time, he realized that this state was very free and unrestrained, and it was very good.
Now, he was too lazy to change it. Moreover, he would lie here all day in a daze. He would only go out if there was an extremely important matter.
Bai Xinyuan hated to be disturbed, so the palace had become a restricted area, and no one would come here.
However, just now, Bai Xinyuan had suddenly felt a sense of foreboding, as if something bad was about to happen. As he was thinking about this, he sensed that someone had arrived.
The person's aura was deep and unfathomable, and it carried an indescribable demonic aura.
Bai Xinyuan opened his eyes and saw an incomparably handsome and enchanting purple-robed man. He was shocked. There was actually a demon powerhouse that dared to barge into the Palace of Great Light.
Before Bai Xinyuan could speak, the purple-robed man smiled coldly. "Sword God Bai Xinyuan, how laughable. Take my sword."
The purple-robed man suddenly drew his sword and slashed. The clear and bright sword tip soundlessly pierced through the air.
Bai Xinyuan felt that although the opponent's sword technique was exquisite, it was far from his. He did not know where the opponent's confidence came from. He did not hesitate to activate the Sky River Twin Swords, one to block and one to stab, and instead of retreating, he advanced to meet the attack.
At this moment, the sword tip in the purple-robed man's hand suddenly lit up.
The dazzling sword light instantly cut off Bai Xinyuan's vision and Soul Consciousness, as well as all of his senses.
Bai Xinyuan sensed that something was wrong and did not hesitate to retreat. However, there was already a deep and bright sword mark in his divine core.
The Sky River Twin Swords wailed and broke into four pieces.
Bai Xinyuan was horrified and shouted, "Heaven Scar Sword!"
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