Just because it was not something people practiced did not mean that those who practiced it were not people. It could only mean that the great Emperor of the Qing Kingdom had cultivated an incomparably firm and extraordinary heart for the sake of the desire in his heart. Fan Xian sat by Sigu Jian's bed and thought of this matter. He couldn't help but feel a slight chill in his heart. He couldn't suppress the feeling of looking up at a tall mountain. Although the mountain was not necessarily beautiful or approachable, it was tall and distant, piercing straight into the white clouds and making one's expression change.
He took a deep breath and rubbed the slightly sore corners of his eyes. In a low voice, he said, "In terms of talent, Haitang is enough. In terms of willpower, Thirteenth Wang is enough. In terms of diligence, I don't think I'm worse than anyone. However, up until now, I still can't see any opportunity for the latecomers to take that step. Why is this?"
"Don't ask me." After Sigu Jian's angry curse, he slowly closed his tired eyes. In a raspy voice, he said intermittently, "I was just thinking that all of us old fellows are dead and only the Emperor is left in this world. Presumably, he would be lonely."
After a moment of silence, Sigu Jian suddenly continued to say mockingly, "I'm afraid that on Dong Mountain, he had already begun to feel lonely."
No one knew if the faint mockery at the corners of his lips was directed at the Qing Emperor or himself. Fan Xian suddenly said very seriously, "I want to confirm something. Ye Liuyun … has he truly left the land?"
Sigu Jian thought deeply for a long time and then slowly moved his jaw with great difficulty.
Fan Xian took a deep breath and then said, "If so, then so be it."
Sigu Jian closed his eyes and said, "It looks like you've finally learned something and decided something during this return to the Qing Kingdom."
Fan Xian was not surprised that this Great Grandmaster could determine the emotions hidden in his heart from his words and emotions. After all, he was not a true idiot. Smiling slightly, he said, "Even if it's not raining, you still have to bring an umbrella. It's always good to be prepared."
"Where is Wu Zhu?" Sigu Jian immediately pointed out the essence of the problem.
Fan Xian did not directly answer his question. Instead, he asked, "What do you know about the Temple?"
With these words, Sigu Jian understood Wu Zhu's whereabouts. A rare peaceful smile rose to his face. "The Temple? It's just an inanimate object. You don't have to worry too much … Even if your Emperor's cultivation method was passed down from the temple, so what? The Temple won't personally help him. "
Fan Xian was not too sure of this. After all, many years ago, it seemed that the Temple had heard the Qing Emperor's prayers and sent out an envoy to move Uncle Wu Zhu out of Jingdou. Now that Uncle Wu Zhu had gone far away to the Temple, just what kind of result he would obtain in the end seemed to have the most fundamental and far-reaching influence on the situation in the world.
Sigu Jian closed his eyes. It was as if he could feel the deep worry and faint fear in the depths of Fan Xian's heart. After a moment of silence, he said, "The Temple is actually just a Temple. It's not a true god."
Fan Xian's heart jumped. He asked, "You've been to the Temple?"
"I'm not a freak like Ku He and Xiao En. Why would I go to that godforsaken place?" Sigu Jian furrowed his brows. It was clear that the thoughts in his heart did not match the tone of his words. "Besides, I don't know where the Temple is."
"However," he continued. "You have to understand one thing. If the Temple had truly sent someone to erase the traces your mother left in the world, then the palace treasury would have long disappeared and you would have died."
Fan Xian was silent. He thought to himself that this judgment was correct.
"Of course, we can also determine that the Temple has indeed sent an envoy to the human world." Sigu Jian suddenly opened his eyes. They were calm. "Don't forget, Wu Zhu, that piece of wood, is also one of the Temple's envoys. Since he was able to protect your mother and your safety, this can only mean that the envoy from the Temple is not as powerful as you think."
Fan Xian raised his brows. He then thought of something Uncle Wu Zhu had once said many years ago.
"There are not many people left at home."
Did this mean that the Temple had already fallen and did not have the power to influence the world? Then, why did Uncle Wu Zhu want to go back? Of course, if everything was as he guessed, Fan Xian would be happy to accept this kind of situation. After all, facing a mountain-like Emperor already made it difficult for him to bear the pressure. Adding on an unfathomable Temple from beyond the heavens would truly damage his confidence to the lowest point.
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"Hmm … Back then, you once sent Xiao En back to Northern Qi. Your mother and Wu Zhu were both people from the Temple. Don't you want to go back to the Temple and see what that mysterious place is like?" Sigu Jian opened his eyes and stared fixedly at Fan Xian. It was as if he wanted to see his true thoughts. It was also like a kind of temptation.
Fan Xian listened to these words and then smiled. Looking back at him, he said, "If there is a chance, I would still like to go and see. However, that is on the basis that my life can be guaranteed. But for you to say such things at this time, presumably you are very curious? "
As the pinnacle of human power, Sigu Jian was familiar with Wu Zhu. He faintly knew what the level of power in the Temple was. Thus, he was not like the common people in this world, who had a sense of reverence and worship that welled up from the depths of his heart.
He was a Great Grandmaster. His strength was powerful enough to be an equal to the figures in the Temple. When he talked about the Temple, his tone was not very respectful. On the contrary, there was a purposeful indifference and disdain.
However, people were curious, and Great Grandmasters were no exception. This was especially true for a Great Grandmaster who was about to die. He was indifferent to everything in the world except for that temple. He still maintained his curiosity and desire to pry into it.
After all, in this world, only Xiao En and Ku He had been to the Temple. Furthermore, these two old men were already dead. Perhaps Ye Qingmei and Wu Zhu came from the Temple, but Ye Qingmei was already dead. Wu Zhu was on his way home.
The secret of the Temple from beyond the heavens was still this world's greatest secret. Sigu Jian looked at Fan Xian. There was a strange light hidden in the calmness of his gaze. He knew that the only person who knew the location of the Temple should be this young man in front of him.
"I found out from Xiao En's mouth. Uncle Wu Zhu's memory has never been good. Presumably, you know that," Fan Xian said quietly. "The Temple is in the extreme north. After passing through Northern Qi's borders, you still have to travel for many months on the snowy plains and frozen earth until you reach a place where it is always dark. If you are lucky, you will be able to see a grand and solemn black-green building. That is the Temple."
Sigu Jian fell silent. Before death came, he finally knew where the Temple was. It seemed that he had obtained his wish and should be calm. However, the thin and small figure under the thick blankets clearly gave off a faint sense of melancholy.
"So, it is in the extreme north where there is no sunlight all day. Is it the netherworld?" Sigu Jian's eyes were like an ancient well as they slowly rippled with ancient lines. He sighed and said, "It is indeed not of this world. Is it the netherworld?"
"Hmm …" Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at the withered face under the quilt. Suddenly, he found that the face gradually emitted some kind of light. Could it be that knowing the location of the Temple had caused this dying Great Grandmaster to suddenly explode with some kind of obsession?
Fan Xian did not explain what the extreme day and extreme night were. These concepts did not belong to this world. There was no need to say it and cause a headache. Since Sigu Jian was willing to think that the Temple did not belong to this world, perhaps this kind of understanding would allow this Great Grandmaster to retain his concept of this world.
"Is it the heart yearns for?" Sigu Jian sighed with admiration. "I had thought that if the Dong Mountain matter could be successfully concluded, I would travel to the ends of the earth to find the Temple."
"Everyone is curious about the unknown." Fan Xian could understand this kind of emotion.
Sigu Jian's eyes narrowed slightly. Like a cold sword piercing the roof, he said in a raspy voice, "I just want to see if I can tear down that broken temple with the sword in my hand."
Tear down the temple!
After Fan Xian paused, countless complicated emotions rose in his heart. He had thought that Sigu Jian was just like Ku He and Xiao En in the past, willing to go to the Temple from beyond the heavens to satisfy the desire to explore the unknown that was in every life. He had not thought that this Great Grandmaster wanted to challenge the Temple.
With a sword behind his back, he walked slowly through the snowy plains, met the green mountains, entered the thick doors, pointed his sword at the illusory temple, and killed all the people in the clouds.
What kind of heroic spirit was this? If the Dong Mountain matter had gone as Ku He and Sigu Jian had planned and the three sides of the world had settled, Sigu Jian would have grown tired of this world and probably would have walked the path of challenging the path of heaven. The name for the path of heaven in this world was the Temple.
Thinking of that scene, even someone as steady as Fan Xian couldn't help but be moved slightly. However, he knew that all of this had already ended with the Emperor's punch on Dong Mountain. In the end, Sigu Jian would probably never reach the Temple in his entire life, much less point his sword at it.
This was indeed a pity.
"Will you go to the Temple?" Sigu Jian suddenly asked as he stared into Fan Xian's eyes.
"I don't know much about the Temple, so I don't have any great ill feelings." In his previous life, Fan Xian had seen countless shameless religions. In comparison, the Temple in the Qing Kingdom's world was far away and rarely interfered with worldly affairs. Fan Xian approved of this style. Furthermore, because it was mysterious and unfathomable, Fan Xian could not develop too many conflicting emotions.
"The Temple does not interfere with worldly affairs?" Sigu Jian smiled slightly. "Then, how did your mother come out? How did the world change? Why is the Qing Emperor the current Qing Emperor? Perhaps those lofty people in the Temple truly only watch all of this with cold eyes, but we grew up on this land. Why should they watch us live? "
"This kind of feeling is not good."
"It makes me think of many years ago, under the large tree, watching those ants move and fight," Sigu Jian said coldly. "But, I am not an ant. I don't like being watched by others."
Fan Xian was silent for a long time. He then said, "If there is a day in the future when I go to the Temple, I will carry your ashes there."
Sigu Jian closed his eyes and said, "Not many of the things you say are true."
Fan Xian suddenly realized that this Great Grandmaster's tone was like that of a child's. He couldn't resist smiling. "I am not a god of death like you. I don't have the courage or power to kill a god. If I have no other choice, I don't want to go to the Temple to seek my own destruction."
Pausing, Fan Xian scratched his head and said, "Of course, who knows what will happen in the future? If there is such a day, I will scatter your ashes on the stone steps of the temple and hit the feet of those immortals. It will be considered as fulfilling your wish. "
Sigu Jian said, "Then, when you burn it in a few days, you can't make the fire too strong. I don't have many bones in my body. If they were all burned to powder, it wouldn't hurt. You have to leave some large joints."
Fan Xian replied, "That is indeed something to pay attention to."
Between life and death, there was a great fear. Amidst this fear, Sigu Jian and Fan Xian smiled and talked about future matters, the remains, the size of the fire, and where it belonged. The atmosphere was relaxed. However, Fan Xian couldn't help but feel a strange sense of sorrow.
The sun had mostly set. The sea breeze blew past the city, lightly brushing across thousands of li. It went straight into the depths of the grass hut and stirred up a gust of wind outside the quiet room of the Sword Hut. Thousands of swords in the pit moved at the same time, making a ringing sound that moved one's heart.
Sigu Jian turned his head with great difficulty. His gaze flashed past Fan Xian's shoulder and looked at the stubborn and idiotic long-legged mosquito in the corner of the wall. It was already at the end of its life, unable to eat and unwilling to fly away. He sank into a long silence.
Fan Xian sat by his side. Suddenly, he bent down and quietly told him about the matter of Ten Family Village by his ear. Ten Family Village was located between Northern Qi and Dongyi. If it truly wanted to grow, it could not do without the powerful support of the Sword Hut. The existence of Ten Family Village would certainly bring great benefits to Dongyi.
Unexpectedly, after Sigu Jian heard that the Ye family was preparing to open a second battlefield in Dongyi, his expression remained calm and unchanging. He only stared at the corner of the wall. It was as if he did not care at all what Dongyi would become after his death.
For a moment, Fan Xian thought he had misjudged Sigu Jian's intentions before his death. He had once taught him that the most important intentions were intentions.
Sigu Jian opened his mouth and said, "There is a small booklet under my pillow. Before Ku He died, he gave it to me from Qing Mountain and asked me to give it to you. I don't understand the things in the booklet. I hope you can understand them."
Fan Xian was startled. He didn't know what was written on the booklet for the two Great Grandmasters to take it so seriously before they died.
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