It was raining cats and dogs.
The top of Tianguang Peak was hit by the raindrops, creating a lot of smoke and dust, which soon turned into mud and was washed down by the water into the ocean of clouds at the foot of the cliff.
The strong wind and the raindrops hit the hut, making "pah, pah" sounds.
Staring at Taiping Zhenren at the edge of the cliff, Zhao Layue asked, "If what you said is true, why didn't those Heavenly Demons attack us?"
Taiping Zhenren was still looking at the peaks in the rain, letting the rainwater flow on his face, as he said, "It's because there is a barrier between us and the outside world, or it's because we don't have enough spiritual energy here to attract their attention."
"Even if it's true, what does it have to do with your evil deeds?" Zhao Layue wiped the rainwater off her face, her black and white eyes more distinct.
"You must be going to ascend." Taiping Zhenren turned to her and said with a smile, "Have you ever thought about what you will leave behind when you leave this world? What will you take with you? "
Ascension was not death, so it didn't apply to the saying, "You can't take with you when you're alive, and you can't take with you when you die." Before the Fairy Lady Bai Ren ascended, she had left three main fairy books and three accessory fairy books of the Six Paths to Zhongzhou School. But what did he mean by this question?
Zhao Layue said, "I'll take my sword with me."
Taiping Zhenren said with a smile, "Wrong. You'll also take the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in your body with you."
Upon hearing this, some people seemed to understand something.
The essence of Cultivation was to take the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for one's own use.
The higher a Cultivation practitioner's state was, the more spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body would be. Those figures in the State of Heavenly Arrival had cultivated for hundreds of years, and the amount of spiritual energy they had taken from heaven and earth was unimaginable. And how much would the Fairy Lady who ascended take with her?
"This world is a place separated from the outside world. It doesn't have any spiritual energy from the outside world to supplement it. It just circulates on its own."
Taiping Zhenren pointed to the sky above the heavy rain and said, "When one ascends, he will take away a great deal of spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The cycle repeats. One day, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this world will become thinner and thinner, until the barrier can no longer be maintained."
What was that barrier? Was it the Thunder Domain with its berserk energy, or was it the faintly discernible boundary?
Taiping Zhenren's voice traveled through the rainstorm, reverberating in the mountain peak and the sky, falling into the ears of all the Cultivation practitioners.
"If the barrier collapses and the Lightning Domain disappears, this world will be exposed to the outside world. If we're discovered, it's extremely likely that we'll be instantly destroyed. How should we solve this problem?"
Looking at the Immortal Tan in the sky, Jing Jiu said nonchalantly, "Bai Ren hasn't gone far after her ascension; she's guarding the outside. Is she thinking of killing all the other ascendants?"
The Immortal Tan had finally broken the silence, saying, "I don't know."
The Immortal Taiping demanded while staring into Jing Jiu's eyes, "Why haven't you dared think about ascension all these years?"
The Immortal Tan fell silent again. The patch of cloud and fog by his side was drifting slightly, so the raindrops falling from the sky couldn't enter it.
Taiping Zhenren said while shaking his head, "The behavior of the Great Grandmaster Bai seems to be radical; but in fact, he's as clingy as the Zhongzhou School has been in the last thirty thousand years. He's merely acting like a turtle."
Hearing this comment, the elders of the Zhongzhou School had a terrible look on their faces.
Taiping Zhenren continued, "What our Aoyama cultivates is the sword, so we have to poke the sky open. How can we be trapped here all the time? Yet, we have to make some preparations before we poke the sky open. The first thing I want to do is to reform this world. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is limited in this world, and the resources are also limited. According to the current situation, the speed of development is extremely slow. Why should we waste our time and energy on those useless mortals? Let's just kill them all. "
It was a nonchalant statement and a careless conclusion, but it was like a thunder exploding in the rainstorm.
A Cultivation practitioner couldn't help but ask, "Regardless of how evil and cruel this proposal is, if the Cultivation practitioners concentrate on their Cultivation, who will do the mundane chores?"
"Of course, it will be done by those who are less talented in Cultivation." Taiping Zhenren said indifferently, "Whether it's planting herbs or mining, the abilities of the Cultivation practitioners are far beyond that of the mortals. If they are allowed to do these things, this world will become stronger faster. More importantly, the Cultivation practitioners are used to being the upper class in this world, receiving the support of the mortals. They've endured too little hardship and indulged in peace and happiness. How can they continue like this?"
Someone else said with fear and confusion, "Why are those Cultivation practitioners who are less talented willing to listen to you?"
Taiping Zhenren looked at a certain place in the rainstorm and found that it was an elder of the Kunlun Sect. He smiled and said, "Do you really love our Aoyama Sect and that's why you've come to participate in today's ceremony?"
"But … Grandmaster, the number of Cultivation practitioners is too small. No matter how smart you are, you can't arrange all of them."
It was Zhuo Rusui who spoke this time. His expression was still innocent, but his eyes were very cold.
Taiping Zhenren smiled and said, "Then let's just have a few more."
Zhuo Rusui's eyes became even colder. He said, "Even if they are Cultivation partners, it's possible that they will give birth to offspring who can't cultivate."
Taiping Zhenren said, "Then let's kill them again."
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The rainstorm was pouring.
Like crying.
Like complaining.
The whole world seemed to be wailing.
Everyone present had already guessed the answer, including Zhuo Rusui. He just wanted to hear it from Taiping Zhenren himself.
Because the answer was too evil, too cold-blooded, and too unbelievable.
Even the Bloody Demon Church in the past would not have such a horrifying, bloody, and cruel idea.
Countless gazes passed through the rainstorm and fell on the figure at the edge of the cliff, as if they had seen the most terrifying demon in tens of thousands of years.
Hundreds of years ago, it was because of these answers that Taiping Zhenren suddenly became the public enemy of the Cultivation world from the leader of Aoyama.
It wasn't until now that many people believed that this was the truth of the story, and that there was no betrayal or frame-up.
The Elder Mo Chi and many elders of Aoyama were speechless, their faces pale.
"Level by level, level by level. Only in this way can this world grow stronger faster."
Being stared at by countless fearful, hateful, and disgusted gazes, Taiping Zhenren's countenance remained calm.
Zhao Layue shot a glance at Jing Jiu. He had told her about Taiping Zhenren's ambition and his idea on the lake outside Zhaoge City many years ago. What would he say today?
"It's been hundreds of years. I've thought about this matter many times, but I still think your idea and action are idiotic."
Jing Jiu's voice was cold and calm, but it seemed to be able to suppress the sound of the rainstorm.
He pulled back his gaze from the horizon and said to Taiping Zhenren, "If you want to accomplish these things, you should let me ascend first. Even if you guessed that Bai Ren was waiting outside, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth she brought with her would come back to me after I killed her. If you did this, I would stay in Chaotian the entire time; how could you accomplish these things? "
Taiping Zhenren said, "It's because I didn't expect you to use the Formation of Dispersed Smoke and Cloud to ascend, and you didn't die after the failure and came back."
Jing Jiu said, "I have to be cautious when it comes to ascension."
Some Cultivation practitioners recalled the arrogant sword light that struck the heavenly thunder from the top of the Shenmo Peak more than one hundred years ago, wondering why he had to be cautious.
Taiping Zhenren said while staring into Jing Jiu's eyes, "It's true that I didn't intend to let you ascend successfully in the first place. It's because I don't want this world to take any risks before I'm ready for it, so there can't be any ascendants. But the Formation of Dispersed Smoke and Cloud is fine, and I've made some modifications to it. When everything is ready, all the Cultivation practitioners will learn this formation and ascend at the same time by connecting all the spiritual sources in the world. Only in this way will they be able to survive and even seize the worlds of the heavenly demons and the so-called fairy men. Even if they can't, the Cultivation practitioners who have ascended and left this world will at least leave some seeds behind … Young Brother, tell me, what did I do wrong? How am I an idiot? "
Jing Jiu said, "Your idea and action are idiotic regardless of whether it's right or wrong. It's because it's a delusion in the end, and it can't happen in reality."
Crack!!! A few bolts of lightning struck down. This time, they didn't strike Bihu Peak, but somewhere close to the top of Tianguang Peak, illuminating the two figures by the cliff's edge in the rainstorm.
The violent wind was howling, sweeping the raindrops in all directions. The Inherited Heaven Sword remained motionless in the rain, as if it were a holy object that was absolutely still.
Taiping Zhenren spread his arms to welcome the violent wind and rain, saying, "Using heaven and earth as a furnace, destroying the world and regenerating it. This scene is happening in front of your eyes. But I don't believe that you can predict everything in advance, because you don't care about this world at all. Compared to me, you are the real cold-blooded one. "
"You're right. I didn't predict everything, because this world is too vast, much larger than a sand table. There are countless possibilities in deduction, and it's hard to exhaust them all."
Jing Jiu said, "Many years ago, when Little Four tried to kill me for the first time, I had an idea: why should I predict what you're thinking?"
Since then, he took out the ceramic plate filled with sand less and less, and played that game less and less.
"No matter what you want to do, you can't surpass me. As such, you have to come to me." Jing Jiu continued calmly while looking at Taiping Zhenren, "I'm Aoyama. I'm sitting here, waiting for you to come to me. Then I'll kill you. This is the simplest way to solve the problem."
Taiping Zhenren remarked sentimentally, "Even if you could kill me, this world would still be destroyed. You're still thinking about yourself."
Following his sigh, countless gazes fell on Jing Jiu.
"You want to lead this world forward, but you don't understand this world at all. This world has its own internal rules, which are more powerful than you and I can imagine," said Jing Jiu. "When this world is on the verge of destruction, someone will come forward."
Taiping Zhenren said with a faint smile, "Bu Qiuxiao is traveling the world mentally before becoming the Saint, unable to wake up. Cao Yuan is severely wounded and no longer has the edge. The only person outside of Aoyama is that little monk, but he is still in the snowland. Who can come forward and change all this? "
Most of the strongest swordsmen in Chaotian were in Aoyama at the moment. It was too late for them to go to the passages leading to the Underworld to save the world from destruction, not even the fastest flying swords could do it.
"This world has nurtured me for a thousand years. As such, I should strike first."
Having said that, Jing Jiu reached out his right hand.
A green bamboo board lay on his palm in Silence.
A golden rooster was carved on the bamboo board. The lines were vivid and vivid. It seemed to come alive after being soaked by the rainwater.
It was a Little Rooster.
It was also the life board of the Dark Phoenix.
It was because it had another name, the Devil Rooster.
The blood in this life board had been taken out many years ago. Jing Jiu couldn't do anything to the Dark Phoenix back at the West Ocean; it was meaningless for him to take it out now.
The expression on Taiping Zhenren's face changed slightly as he thought of something.
Pah!!!
A raindrop broke into pieces on the bamboo board.
The bamboo board was broken into pieces.
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I know you people will say that the monthly votes are broken … Don't do that. You can't threaten me. I haven't asked for the monthly votes in the last few years. Let's change the method. For example, your hearts are broken … That's so nauseating.
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