At the same time, after the purple rain dissipated, the energy swords surrounding the Longevity Sword disappeared as well.
The Longevity Sword descended.
The sword was there, and the person was there.
Yu Shangrong sensed the Longevity Sword's location.
The Longevity Sword shone brightly again as it flew to his feet at lightning speed.
Because of this, he fell another few hundred meters.
Being in the darkness was like falling into a bottomless well. Looking up, there was only the oval-shaped gray sky above.
The setting sun would take away all the light.
On the east side of the towering Heaven's Moat, the light moved upwards. Gradually, the entire Heaven's Moat sank into darkness.
The heavens … closed their eyes.
…
In the darkness.
On one side of the Heavenly Moat, near the edge of the abyss, on the cold ground.
Young Yu Zhenghai lay motionless on the ground.
His hands gripped the scabbard tightly, and his body stiffened.
The frost fell.
The night wind blew.
Yu Zhenghai shuddered. He opened his eyes and rolled over.
He looked around blankly.
Under the frost, he didn't feel cold. Instead, he sweated a lot.
He couldn't even see his own fingers!
Nothing could be seen.
All he remembered was that when the energy seal under his feet disappeared, he lost control and fell into the abyss. He could not even remember when he lost consciousness.
"Hell?"
No one knew exactly what hell looked like.
Darkness should be one of the most basic characteristics of hell.
To young Yu Zhenghai, this place was hell.
He's dead.
The silence around them was so oppressive that they felt like they could even hear their own heartbeats.
He grabbed the scabbard and softly called out, "Senior Martial Brother?"
His lonely voice echoed out into the distance, echoing out into the distance.
No one answered.
He had faced the darkness too many times … His will and courage far surpassed that of his peers.
Under his tenacious willpower, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and reached out his hand to explore the darkness. He touched the cold ground and moved forward.
After a few meters.
Huala!
"Cliff!"
He quickly shrank back.
The debris fell into the bottomless abyss, but there was no echo.
His heart trembled slightly, and he stopped moving forward.
He looked up at the sky.
Nothing could be seen. Apart from the biting cold night wind, the surroundings were eerily silent.
He did not move again.
There was only one thing he could do now, and that was to wait.
It was a sleepless night.
Young Yu Zhenghai did not close his eyes to rest. He only dozed off in the middle of the night because he could not control his eyelids.
At the first glimmer of dawn … he finally saw his surroundings clearly.
A foot in front of him was a bottomless abyss!
He took a deep breath and stood up with great difficulty.
Looking down at the abyss, there was nothing but darkness.
"Where is he?"
No one responded.
Where is he?
A shout echoed in the abyss.
He spun a few rounds and looked all around him … Other than the towering and towering moat and the bottomless abyss … it was as if he was the only person on the entire surface of the earth.
The sun rose.
He remembered Yu Shangrong's words. On the other side of Heaven's Moat was … Great Yan.
He turned around, looked in the direction of the Heaven's Moat, hugged the scabbard, and walked forward.
He did not know how long he had been walking … When he was tired, he would sit down. When he was thirsty, he would find a puddle to drink water. Even when the sun was high up in the sky, they still had not arrived at Heaven's Moat.
It seemed very close, but it was actually very far away.
Just as he was feeling helpless … he saw smoke curling up from the chimneys. He saw a village, and the aroma of food wafted over with the wind.
Overjoyed, he ran toward the village.
When he reached the village entrance …
Young Yu Zhenghai saw a few villagers walking toward him. He staggered backward.
"Roulian? Lou Lan? "
Two well-built young villagers saw the young man at the village entrance. Although his robe was cut, they could tell from the robe and his bearing that he was wearing it. "Great Yan?"
Yu Zhenghai, who had been at the bottom of society for many years, sensed that something was amiss. He turned around and ran!
"Catch him!"
"Don't let him get away!"
Swoosh!
Two wolfhounds that were several times larger than humans charged out of the village.
Yu Zhenghai ran with all his might. However, how could he outrun the wild beasts after losing his cultivation base?
Under the instigation of the villagers, the wolfhounds blocked Yu Zhenghai's path.
"Our Guluo Village has gained another slave!"
…
Two days later.
The people in Dazheng Palace were in a discussion.
Lu Zhou paced with his hands on his back.
Hua Chongyang stood in the hall and said,
"After two months of hard work, the Land of the Nine Prefectures is basically stable. The civil and military officials are very cooperative. The Divine Capital has also been purged of spies. In the past month, only one spy has been discovered. The four city gates are guarded by our brothers from the Nether Sect's Four Great Halls. Nothing will go wrong … However, I don't know how to manage the state affairs. Most of the work is done by Mister Fifth, Zhao Yue. If it weren't for Mister Fifth's help, we wouldn't be able to achieve this result. "
Zhao Yue also had no experience in governing the imperial court. It was conceivable that someone must have been behind her.
In the entire Divine Capital, only the Empress Dowager had such ability.
Zhao Yue was Princess Yun Zhao's orphan and the Empress Dowager's granddaughter. It was reasonable for her to give him pointers.
However, in the eyes of the others, Lu Zhou was the mastermind.
Pan Litian praised.
"I didn't expect Pavilion Master to be skilled in both literature and martial arts. You can guard the Divine Capital and bring peace to the Nine States with your martial arts, and you can bring peace to the world with your writing. He's truly the first person in history! "
Zuo Yushu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Brother has both integrity and talent. Do I need you to tell me that?"
Lu Zhou raised his hand and interrupted the others.
He was not in the mood to listen to their flattery.
He looked at Duanmu Sheng and asked, "Any letters from Liang Province?"
Duanmu Sheng said,
"Seventh Junior Brother sent a letter saying that Liang Province has always been peaceful. I don't think there'll be any conflicts in the near future. Also … "
He wanted to say something but hesitated. After some thought, he said, "Eldest Senior Brother successfully resurrected … but … but on his way back, he was ambushed by the people of Lou Lan. The odds are against him."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou frowned slightly. He stopped stroking his beard and turned around.
"Did you cross Heaven's Moat?" Lu Zhou asked.
"I … I don't think so."
Actually, this question was a little redundant.
If they crossed Heaven's Moat, they would be safe. With Si Wuya's abilities, there was no way he would not bring them back.
However, there were too many implications behind the words' disaster '…
It often represented pessimism, little hope, or even … death.
Lu Zhou did not hear the notification of his disciple's death. He could not allow his disciple to die without knowing why.
"Hua Chongyang."
"Ancestral Master, please instruct me."
"Do you have any questions about leaving the Divine Capital to you?"
Hua Chongyang was taken aback. "This …"
He was only a Seven-leaf cultivator. How was he supposed to guard the Divine Capital? There were eight great generals in the Divine Capital back then. It was too difficult for him to be the only Seven-leaf cultivator.
The sect master was not around. Even if the Three Great Protectors recovered from their injuries, their cultivation bases would not be able to improve for some time.
A Nine-leaf cultivator was comparable to ten Eight-leaf cultivators … The Ancestral Master intended to leave the Divine Capital. Without a Nine-leaf cultivator, it was only natural for Hua Chongyang to feel guilty.
Zhao Yue bowed and said, "Master, I'll stay in the Divine Capital …"
Lu Zhou nodded. Zhao Yue was of the imperial family's bloodline. It would be beneficial for her to stay.
At this moment, Ye Tianxin bowed and said, "Master, I'll stay and guard the Divine Capital."
Lu Zhou looked at the others and said, "Zuo Yushu, you're a Confucian elite and skilled in Formations. You'll stay."
"As you wish, big brother."
"Hua Wudao, you're skilled in defense. Stay. Hua Yuexing, you're skilled in archery. You're skilled in defending the city. Stay. "
"Yes, Pavilion Master."
Lu Zhou shifted his gaze from Leng Luo and Pan Litian to his other disciples.
When it shifted to Zhu Honggong, he bowed and said, "Master, I'll still be at your beck and call!"
Grand elder Zhu pulled a long face and said, "Then I'll go with you."
Zhu Tianyuan had been thoroughly humiliated during this period of time. He did not care what other people thought of him. He just wanted to follow his son.
Lu Zhou said, "Zhu Honggong, stay here and guard the Divine Capital."
"Ah?"
"Unwilling?"
"No, no, no … Of course, I'm willing!" Zhu Honggong kowtowed with a thud.
The four Evil Sky Pavilion elders gave him a thumbs-up.
The Pavilion Master's move was brilliant!
Keeping Zhu Honggong here meant keeping Zhu Tianyuan here. With the help of the Ancient Saint Cult, Zhu Tianyuan was equivalent to an Eight-leaf cultivator. He was more than enough to guard a region.
After assigning their respective tasks.
Lu Zhou said, "Send word to Si Wuya. Have someone send the cloud-splitting chariot here."
"Yes."
Lu Zhou did not allow the others to stay.
Now that the nine provinces were settled, it was time for him to start searching for the crystals. Pan Litian and Leng Luo had experience traveling with the Other Tribes. It would only be beneficial to have them by his side. Lu Zhou's other disciples had become much stronger as well. They would be able to handle some minor problems.
He had a hunch that there were other secrets hidden in the Memory Crystal.
The next afternoon, the cloud-splitting chariot flew toward the Evil Sky Pavilion.
At night, the flying chariot landed at the Evil Sky Pavilion and rested for the night.
The next morning, the flying chariot departed for Liang Province.
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