In the garden of the Wind and Cloud Branch, Huo De smoked a big pipe and admired Gu Qingfeng's ability to lie through his teeth.
His face was not red and he was not out of breath. Not only did he look like he was telling the truth, but he also acted as if he was telling the truth. His acting skills were really unparalleled.
In Huo De's opinion, if he didn't know this guy's identity, he would have been fooled by this guy.
Spiritual will?
Only he could think of that.
Zi Yang and the other Chi Xiao people were obviously deceived by Gu Qingfeng's excellent acting skills and believed it to be true.
Indeed.
They had no reason to doubt it, and they couldn't find any reason to doubt it.
At this moment, they knelt on the ground as if they had lost their souls.
They had always hoped that King Chixiao was still alive and that they could see King Chixiao again in this life.
Even if they knew it was impossible, even if they had witnessed King Chixiao being reduced to ashes by the Immortal Dao, they still hoped that King Chixiao was still alive. Until now, when they heard Gu Qingfeng say that King Chixiao's last remaining spiritual will had collapsed and disappeared, the hope of Zi Yang and the other Chi Xiao people was also shattered. They knelt on the ground in a daze, their eyes immediately wet, and tears flowed down their cheeks.
Such a scene moved Su 'Er, Lan Fei' er, and the others. In their impression, the people of Crimson Firmament were all proud and unyielding heroes, heroes who had fought their way out of a sea of blood. They had thought that they were cold-blooded and merciless, killing people like flies. No one had thought that they would cry so sadly after knowing that King Crimson Firmament's last remaining will had dissipated.
Opposite.
Gu Qingfeng was still sitting casually, pouring and drinking. He didn't try to persuade them, nor did he know how to persuade them.
The reason why he chose to fake his death back then was that he didn't want to implicate the brothers of Chi Xiao Sect.
He knew very well that he had committed far too many crimes in the past. The Immortal Dao wouldn't forgive him, and the Heavenly Dao wouldn't either. He didn't want to implicate anyone, especially the brothers who had followed him through the world.
It was like this in the past.
The evil deeds that he had done after he ascended to the Heaven Realm were more than ten times or a hundred times more evil than what he had done in this world.
Although he was lucky enough to survive the Ancient Catastrophe, it was only a fluke. Right now, the World's Origin was being reborn and the various Great Daos were being reborn. Once the World's Origin was reborn and the various Great Daos were stabilized, Gu Qingfeng had no idea what kind of terrifying judgment would befall him.
What made him feel even more helpless was that he was already a sinner to begin with, and now, he had cultivated a mysterious heart filled with evil aura. Left with no choice, he had created an endless amount of Taiji Golden Pellets …
Gu Qingfeng knew very well that he was sinking deeper and deeper into this path of sin. Not to mention this lifetime, even ten lifetimes would not be enough to wash away this sin.
Under such circumstances, he naturally did not want to implicate anyone.
Zi Yang wiped his tears with his sleeve and asked with reddened eyes, "Young Master, may I ask … may I ask if the King had any instructions before he left?"
"He asked me to give you four words." Gu Qingfeng pondered for a moment and then said in a deep voice, "Plain is true …"
"Plain is true …"
Zi Yang and the rest of the Chi Xiao people murmured these four words, as if they understood, but also as if they did not …
"I think King Chixiao meant for you to forget the past and return to plain life. Cultivate, cultivate. Cultivate the heart but not the heart, walk the Dao but not the Dao, and seek the truth but not the truth …"
Zi Yang and the rest of the Chi Xiao people might understand that plain was true, but as for the so-called cultivating the heart but not the faith, walking the Dao, and seeking the truth but not the truth, they did not understand …
Not only did they not understand, Su'Er also did not understand. She only felt that this sentence was very contradictory and very profound …
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Gu Tianlang is dead. You don't have to be too sad."
Gu Qingfeng stood up and stretched. He said, "The dead are already dead. We, the living, still have to continue living, don't we …"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter suddenly came from somewhere in the sky.
"Hahahaha …"
The laughter was very strange, as if it came from the Ninth Heaven, as if it came from the Ninth Hell, as if it came from all directions, as if it came from ancient times.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust … Hahaha …"
"The dead are already dead. The living continue to live … Hahaha …"
"Gu Tianlang is dead … Hahaha …"
The illusory laughter seemed to be mocking something, but also seemed to be mocking something. Zi Yang and the others did not know where the laughter came from. They looked around and sent out their consciousness to investigate, but they could not find the source of the sound at all.
At this time, Gu Qingfeng looked to the west. Others might not be able to detect it, but he knew that the sound came from the Jiuhua Alliance. To be exact, it came from the Taixuan Monument that he had always wanted to go to but had never faced.
He looked, just looked, his brows deeply furrowed, and his eyes flashed with complicated colors.
It was a kind of entanglement, and also a kind of helplessness.
The laughter seemed to come from a woman.
At least, that was what it sounded like.
She continued to laugh, and the sound came from all directions again.
Gu Tianlang, the genius of a generation.
Chiyan Mountain Range Shocks All Directions
On the Mad Demon Road, Immortals Are Buried
Chi Xiao Shakes the Eight Wastelands with Laughter
A Song of Judgement Dies
From Now on, There Is No King In This World
When the woman's illusory voice came, Zi Yang and the others were startled. They all knew that this was the poem carved on the tombstone of King Chixiao Cemetery.
"King Chixiao … Hahahaha …"
The woman's voice was full of ridicule. It was unknown whether she was ridiculing Gu Qingfeng or ridiculing the so-called King Chixiao.
"Let me ask you, is King Chixiao Gu Tianlang really dead?"
Gu Qingfeng was silent. He just looked at the Taixuan Monument in the west.
"Let me ask you again, is King Chixiao Gu Tianlang really dead …"
The woman's voice came again. After a long time, Gu Qingfeng responded, "He is dead …"
As soon as he responded, the woman's unbridled laughter swept over like a storm. Her laughter was even more mocking, even more disdainful.
"Let me ask you again, is King Chixiao really dead …"
This time, Gu Qingfeng responded without hesitation, "He is dead …"
The woman's laughter was even more unbridled, even more mocking, even more disdainful.
"Let me ask you again … is King Chixiao Gu Tianlang really dead?"
"He is dead …"
Once, twice, ten times …
The woman asked over and over again, and Gu Qingfeng's answer was the same each time. It was only two words, "He is dead." But after each response, the woman would laugh out loud, each laugh more mocking than the last.
It was unknown just how many times the woman asked, and how many times Gu Qingfeng responded.
"If you say he is dead, then he is dead … It is good that he is dead! It is good that he is dead … It is really good that he is dead … A heartless, cold-blooded liar like him, who deceives the world and deceives people's feelings, he really deserves to die … "
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