Chapter 383 The More Beautiful Something Is, the Less I Can Touch It

The aspirants in the Qingtianjian illusion are actually their souls, and so is Jing Jiu.

Without a physical body, only a soul, his Nether Immortal Sword can have an unimaginable speed, even the strong in the Nascent Soul Realm cannot compete.

Jing Jiu didn't answer Mo Gong's question, but silently replied Zhen Yuan.

Mo Gong left the ruins and walked into the snow, the densely packed holes on his body opened again, shooting out countless bloody arrows.

He didn't seem to feel anything at all, and he didn't stop until he walked in front of Jing Jiu.

Feeling the loss of vitality and the disappearance of the mystery in the sky, he couldn't help feeling a little sad when he thought of Jing Jiu's previous words looking back on the past.

This kind of sadness is not regret, because he wants to do two things, he wants to see the picture in the sky, and he also hopes that the future of the human race will be beautiful.

He just regretted that these two things appeared at the same time, so he had to make a choice.

In the end, he didn't draw his sword, so it can only be said that he missed it. Of course, it may also be because he still has an instinctive fear of the sky.

Mo Gong said to Jing Jiu: "Unfortunately, we can only choose once."

Jing Jiu said, "Yes, this is a very regrettable thing."

Mo Gong didn't say anything else, he sat down slowly in the snow, raised his sleeves to wipe off the blood on his face, closed his eyes, and bid farewell.

The wind and snow dissipated early, and it was quiet.

Zhuo Rusui sealed his bleeding broken arm and turned the wheelchair around.

Tong Yan's face was pale, her breathing was short, and her thick eyebrows were raised extremely high, which represented great doubts. She said to Jing Jiu, "What are you afraid of me guessing?"

Jing Jiu said, "You already guessed it, but I won't admit it, so don't say any more, die."

There was a look of regret in Tong Yan's eyes, then she smiled, tilted her head, and stopped breathing.

Liu Shisui struggled to sit up from the rubble, gasped and said, "It hurts."

The blood hole in his chest was huge, it looked terrifying, and one could imagine the pain.

Mo Gong's realm strength is too strong, if he hadn't locked the sword in such a bloody way, it would be difficult for the Nether Immortal Sword to kill him so smoothly.

Jing Jiu said, "Don't hold on, let's go."

He was the emperor of the Chu Kingdom, but killing Prince Jing's son in the palace would inevitably cause an uproar afterwards.

As his personal bodyguard, Liu Shisui was destined to die after all.

Liu Shisui drew his sword across his neck and was about to use his strength when he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Your Majesty, what is our relationship?"

Jing Jiu said, "You'll know when you get out."

Liu Shisui said, "Then I'll take a step first."

Jing Jiu said, "Wait for me outside, don't go far."

Liu Shisui said yes, and with a little force on his hands, he killed himself.

Although Zhuo Rusui was seriously injured, his life was safe. As a very famous assassin in the illusion, he must have a way to escape from the palace.

Before leaving, he also asked Jing Jiu a question.

"What's so weird about your sword?"

This is about the fact that before entering the illusion, in the valley where Bai Zao practiced, they once had a battle. At that time, Zhuo Rusui thought it strange. Jing Jiu's sword looked ordinary, but every time they met, his sword energy would freeze for a moment.

That iron sword was very strange, Jing Jiu knew what he was asking, and said, "My sword is poisonous."

Zhuo Rusui thought about his usual performance, spread his hands and said, "Uncle Shi, I think you are the poisonous person."

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The silence inside the palace gate brought unimaginable anxiety to the people outside the palace gate, and the grand scholar could no longer just wait like this.

With a loud bang, the palace gate was knocked open by the forbidden army with heavy wood.

The bachelor waved his sleeves to dismiss the dissuasion from the left and right, and entered first. Looking at the picture in front of him, his expression changed suddenly, and he turned around and ordered everyone to retreat and not enter without authorization.

The ministers and the imperial guards retreated as ordered, and blocked the view of the inside and outside with a curtain. The grand scholar watched these things with a stern face before turning around again.

Looking at the blood on the snow and the horrible scenes, his face turned pale, his body shook slightly, and he murmured, "Why is this so?"

Mo Gong sat on the ground, covered in blood, with his eyes closed, he was already dead.

Prince Jing was sitting in a wheelchair with his head tilted, and he was out of breath.

The black and thin guard who was not half a step away from His Majesty was also dead. There was a huge blood hole in his chest and a horrible line of blood on his throat.

The Grand Scholar walked up to Jing Jiu, but it took a lot of strength for such a short distance, and the wrinkles on his face became much deeper, as if he had aged several years.

Jing Jiu said indifferently, "Prince Jing's son colluded with Mr. Mo to assassinate me, and he died with this guard."

The bachelor naturally knew that this was not the truth, His Majesty just gave himself an explanation, and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty...why did you do this?"

Jing Jiu said: "Prince Jing guessed some of my thoughts, so he must die."

The scholar said bitterly: "Once this happened, King Jing would either vote for Zhao, or Qin, or directly reverse. No matter how difficult it is for Chu to win the world, doesn't His Majesty care?"

Jing Jiu said: "You should be very clear about the thoughts of those scholars and ordinary people who are causing trouble outside the palace. There is nothing wrong with fearing and avoiding war, it is human nature, but if you want to win the world, you cannot rely on Chu people alone."

The state of Chu has been peaceful for a long time, and the folk customs are soft. They only want to be properly cared for, carefully preserved, to save him from suffering, from wandering around, and from having no branches to rely on.

Such people are only suitable for being people, not for anything else.

"Given enough time, this can all change."

The bachelor looked at Jing Jiuyu and said earnestly, "Although I am old, you are still young, Your Majesty."

Jing Jiu said: "I can only change some people around me, I can't and I don't want to change everyone in the world, it's too tiring and troublesome."

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The assassination in the Snow Palace caused chaos in the capital, and there were a lot of troublesome follow-ups to be dealt with. Master Zhang didn't care about being tired, and left the palace in a hurry. Naturally, he didn't forget to order people to clean up the blood and corpses in the snow, just like Jing Jiu encountered the first assassination in the morning light many years ago.

The riots outside the imperial city, the assassinations and arson in the capital were all suppressed, and the city was full of cries and curses.

Those scholars and common people who were worried about the safety of Prince Jing's son naturally spread a lot of rumors after being dispersed by the imperial army, which was quite unfavorable to Jing Jiu.

For example, the thunder and lightning in the snowy sky must be Lord Tian's dissatisfaction with His Majesty's perverse actions!

Many ministers are persuading the Grand Scholars not to use such tough methods, and more than a dozen ministers want to use this to make trouble and force the emperor to abdicate.

The Grand Scholar was furious and sent all these people to prison.

When the twilight was deep, the scholar entered the palace again to meet the king, and reported the situation in the court and the reaction of Cangzhou in detail.

Prince Jing's son entered the palace because he really wanted to kill the emperor. The problem is that now that he is dead and His Majesty the Emperor is still alive, no one will believe what the court said.

In order to appease the hearts of the people, the court always has to do something, and His Majesty the Emperor should do something even more.

"Abolish the emperor, or be expelled."

Jing Jiu gathered his black hair behind him, tied it with a cloth belt, and said, "But don't try to kill me."

Of course, the University scholar will not abolish the emperor, although he has already seen that His Majesty does not want to be the emperor at all.

If the throne is hanging in the air, those useless princes will definitely jump out, and Prince Jing, who is far away in Cangzhou, doesn't know what he will do.

After pondering for a while, he said: "Your Majesty, please write an edict of guilt, and then go to the cold palace."

Jing Jiu said, "Yes."

The bachelor sighed in his heart, got up and walked out of the hall.

The threshold seemed to burn in the twilight.

When stepping over the threshold, the Grand Scholar suddenly thought of a possibility, turned to look at Jing Jiu, his eyes lightened slightly and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to have a son?"

Jing Jiu's answer was very simple and clear.

"In no mood."

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As twilight deepened and night fell, the blood outside the palace was washed away mixed with snow water, without any smell of blood, and even the palace gate was repaired.

Fluttering, the blue bird spread its wings and flew over, landed on the window, and looked at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu said, "Thank you."

He rarely said thank you, because he rarely needed help from others.

When Mo Gong stepped into the palace today, the blue bird flew away from the chessboard, stood on a high eaves corner, and used the angle of view to select the picture cleverly—the ascetics in the real world only knew that Mo Gong was dead, but they didn’t see his attack. At that time, Tong Yan was sitting in a wheelchair with her back to Xueting, so she couldn’t see the specific picture.

There is no love and hate for no reason in the world, and any help needs to be rewarded, but sometimes the reward is one's own spiritual satisfaction.

Blue Bird does not belong to this kind, and said: "I hope you can help me figure out a problem."

Jing Jiu said, "Tell me."

Qingniao said: "Why is Mo Gong able to see the truth?"

At that time, Mo Gong stood in the snow, glanced at it in the sky, and saw the truth.

That's why there will be thunder falling, and the catastrophe will be born.

The blue bird is not afraid of this matter, otherwise it would not leave paw prints on the snow and help Mo Gong see the truth more clearly.

Jing Jiu said: "Only when the truth is real can we see the truth, and such things will happen more and more in the illusion."

Blue Bird said: "Why?"

Jing Jiu looked into her eyes and said with deep meaning, "You have to ask yourself this question."

Jade Bird understood what he meant and was silent for a long time.

If Mo Gong wakes up and becomes a real life, what kind of changes will happen to her Qingtian Jianling?

Or is there a change that I don't know about at a certain moment, and these things appear in the Qingtian Jian?

When is that moment?

Qingniao remembered that it should be when she lied to Master Bai.

She looked into Jing Jiu's eyes, and said with a trace of fear and longing, "What... are you?"