Chapter Forty-Five: His Pacification
Ziyu's expression was cold, and the Changyi sword in his hand suddenly stabbed towards Tianji's heart.
Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes.
A sword glowing with cold light pierced into a man's body. Ziyu's hand stopped, and she was stunned when she looked at the person standing in front of her.
"Ziyu. ”
It was still the faint call, as gentle as ever but with a hint of anger.
Ziyu was at a loss, and it wasn't until the blood spilled from Ji Ziyang's heart and flowed down the sword body that she reacted suddenly.
She looked down and realized that her sword hand was trembling slightly.
"Brother......" Her voice was hoarse, as if she had experienced something extremely painful. Looking at the steady stream of blood, Ziyu threw the sword away. Stand in front of him and say nothing.
Ji Ziyang looked at her a little helplessly, she was always like this, as long as she didn't pay attention to it, she would be hurt all over by others and herself. If it weren't for the full moon fairy Gu who rushed to the Jiaoyue Gorge in time to inform him of the cause of the incident, I am afraid that when he leaves the customs, Ji Ziyu really does not exist in the world.
Although he is annoyed by the heavens and makes decisions without authorization, now is not the time to care. He has always known Ziyu best, she is affectionate and simple, and she is easy to be rash. In addition, she herself has hidden divine powers, and now that she knows the truth, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not be demonic and make a big mistake.
Ziyu's sword didn't seem to cause any harm to Ji Ziyang, even though his white clothes had been dyed red, he still looked high and indifferent. He looked at Ziyu and comforted softly, "The deceased is gone, don't be too persistent." ”
"I don't have attachment, it's you who are forcing me to ......" Ziyu lowered his head, not daring to look at him.
"It's you pushing yourself. No one can force you. Ji Ziyang stepped forward slowly, "Zhi Ge respected his master the most during his lifetime, and he loved his junior sister the most. Where are you going to kill them, and where are you going to put them? Are you unfaithful and unjust?"
"No one deserves to die. Ziyu, you can't go wrong any more. Ji Ziyang gently took her in his arms, and he found that she had purple hair.
Ji Ziyang's heart twitched suddenly, did his evasion bring her so many troubles and disasters?
His embrace was always strangely warm, and Ziyu leaned on his chest with a sense of security, like a wounded little beast finally returning to a place where she could shade her. His eyelids gradually became heavy, and Ziyu choked up and muttered, "Brother, I'm so tired." ”
Ji Ziyang caressed her head lovingly, his hand shone lightly, and he said softly, "If you are tired, sleep well." ”
She unguarded herself and fell asleep in his arms.
Kunlun Palace.
Tianji sat on the left side of the top and whispered to Ji Ziyu in the center, "Ziyang, you shouldn't be so intimate with Ji Ziyu in front of everyone. There are rumors in the heavenly court......"
Before he could finish speaking, Ji Ziyang just replied lightly, "I don't care." Then he turned his head to look at the crowd.
Shui Yuehua was the first to stand up, "Heavenly power, the matter of the artifact is very important. I want a reasonable explanation for Ji Ziyu's theft of the artifact. ”
Zi Yin replied with a vague smile, "Actually, if it's just your Kunlun internal matter, it is inconvenient for us to interfere, but when it comes to artifacts, it is related to the Six Realms." We will not sit idly by. ”
"Yes, what is the truth of this matter, Tianji Venerable should know best. The moon was full and slowly walked in in green clothes, she looked at Tianji, there seemed to be disdain in her eyes, "Isn't this kind of thing the best at Venerable?"
Tianji stood up, as if he wanted to explain something, "The moon is full, and the matter of Shu Mo ......"
The full moon looked dark, "There is no need to mention the past. Let's just take matters into account, respect. ”
"Three thousand years ago, since the death of Canghua Zhenjian Daoist, the Taiji diagram has disappeared. And now, Pangu stone and Jiuli pot have disappeared one after another. Do you know what it portends?" asked the full moon.
"It was recorded in ancient books that the artifact contains the divine power of the ancient gods, and if those who have a heart get the divine power, it is difficult to meet opponents in the heavens and the earth in the world. Moreover, the artifact can also be used to cultivate the divine body, which is immortal and indestructible, and remains in the world forever. It was difficult for Decidean Mingjun to take the initiative to speak, he frowned, not as free and easy as before, and his expression was heavy.
"Just ask a person to collect all the artifacts, if he has the ability to break the seal and snatch the divine power, he will naturally have the ability to use the artifact to cultivate the divine body. If a demonic person has ancient divine powers, and is immortal and immortal in the world, the consequences are unimaginable!"
Ji Ziyang frowned slightly, "My sister Ziyu, break through Biluo, push the gate of heaven, and destroy me." Pangu Stone and Jiuli Pot were all lost because of her, and they should be severely punished. I wonder what you think?"
"In my opinion, this Ji Ziyu has committed a heinous crime, if he is not punished by the immortals, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public. Ziyin said seriously.
Shui Yuehua pondered for a moment, and finally spoke, "Actually, Ji Ziyu didn't necessarily steal on purpose. Maybe it's just for people to take advantage of. What's more, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil. If the punishment of the immortals is carried out so hastily, it will only cause panic and the situation will become worse. ”
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, wasn't Shui Yuehua the one who shouted and shouted to kill the most?
When you think about many things, there are actually many loopholes and strange things. Shui Yuehua has always been fair, she is neither willing to tolerate a wicked person, nor to wronged an innocent person. Because she always felt that the clarity in Ji Ziyu's eyes could not be disguised.
Ziyin took a sip of tea and said slowly, "The head of Yuehua is wrong. Regardless of Ji Ziyu's purpose in stealing the artifact, she could already be sentenced to the punishment of an immortal just because she toppled the Heavenly Gate. ”
Yue Man found a vacant seat and sat down, "Ziyin Zhenren, why bother with a little girl who doesn't know the world." ”
"There are some things that cannot be escaped because of lack of experience. Otherwise, what does Heavenly Court want those Heavenly Rules to do. ”
Moon Man chuckled, "I didn't mean to spare her. It's just that this Zhu Sendai jumped down, and his soul was scattered, and he didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated, which was too harsh. In my opinion, Ji Ziyu is a scourge and should be eliminated. Cut off her fairy roots, remove her fairy bones, and turn her into a mortal. First, the pain of breaking her bones and heartbreak can be regarded as a punishment for her, and second, a mortal can't set off any big waves. How?"
"Alright. Ji Ziyang stood up, "Everything is caused by my lax discipline, Ji Ziyu has committed a crime and should be punished." As the moon full fairy Gu said, cut off the fairy roots and remove the fairy bones. And I, on the other hand, punished myself with two hundred divine strategies. I would like to give you an explanation. ”
"Ziyang, are you crazy?"
Tianji couldn't believe it, Ji Ziyu had committed so many sins thousands of years ago, and he had only seventy-two divine strategies, and now only one person who was not strict in discipline would inherit two hundred divine strategies! No matter how advanced his skills were, if he continued with two hundred divine strategies, not to mention that his thousand-year-old skills would be lost in vain, it would inevitably be a pain that his flesh and skin could not bear.
"Two hundred divine strategies are inevitably too heavy, so you should seriously consider it. Shui Yuehua persuaded.
"No need, since I am the Ninefold Heavenly Monarch, how can I have a reason to reduce my guilt? Today, I will set an example, and I will be able to convince the soldiers in the future. ”
"Okay!" Ziyin clapped her hands and applauded, "Since the will of the Emperor has been decided, let's stop it." I believe that the king will be able to walk out of the discipline department safely. ”
Ji Ziyang didn't want to entangle with Ziyin too much, so he didn't answer, but walked off the high platform calmly and calmly, and went to the Discipline Division to receive the punishment.
On this day, the whole Kunlun Mountain was surprisingly quiet.
The voice of the divine strategy echoed everywhere one by one, and slammed heavily on everyone's hearts one after another.
However, what everyone didn't expect was that the imaginary down-and-out Ji Ziyang did not appear.
When he came out of the discipline, his white clothes had turned red, and his face was slightly pale. But his expression was still faint, as if he had just done a small thing, and he didn't feel the slightest pain. You must know that for thousands of years, none of the people who have been inspired by God have not gone in and come out lying down, or even more, have never come out.
Looking at Ji Ziyang again, if it weren't for the blood dripping from his body, who would have thought that he had just endured two hundred divine strategies? No one knew how profound his cultivation was, let alone dared to explore it.
"Ziqing?" Tianji chased after him.
"It's fine. Ziyu's punishment day is scheduled for three days later, and I will hand it over to you first, and I will go back to the Hall of Eternal Life first. ”
Tianji nodded, "You have a good rest." ”
Ji Ziyang put his mind down and rode away on the clouds, his steps were a little vain when he left.
As soon as he arrived at the Hall of Eternal Life, a mouthful of sweetness came up, and Ji Ziyang leaned against the edge of the door, but he didn't have the strength to stand up.
He took a short nap before he barely got to his feet, and staggered back to the inner sanctum. He meditated quietly, and the cool breeze blew in through the window that Ziyu had just broken, mixed with the smell of earth.
He hadn't returned to the Hall of Eternal Life for a long time, and he only found out today that all the pear blossoms in the garden had been cut down.
Thinking back to today's events, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. When he saw Ziyu for the first time, the anger in her eyes, the hatred in her eyes, the hatred in her eyes, did not hide it. It was so strange that he couldn't meditate.
He took out a folding fan made of peach wood from his sleeve, which was given to him by Zhi Ge when she entered the pure pool.
His hand rubbed lightly against it, and for some reason, the unobtrusive and vague visions that began to appear thousands of years ago are becoming more and more evident these days. Vaguely, he always felt that his memory was missing an extremely important period, but he couldn't remember anything.
And everything seems to be inseparable from Ziyu.
On the other side of the moment.
Ziyu woke up slowly, there was endless darkness in front of her, and for a moment, she thought she had returned to the Pure Chu Pool.
There was an inexplicable soreness in her arm, and she realized that her hands and feet were locked with thick iron cables, and no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless. Every time she moved, there was a screeching sound between the chains and the ground.
Brother, are you gone again?
Ziyu looked around and couldn't help but feel a little sad.
She kept saying that everything was because of them, but she knew in her heart that if it weren't for her insistence, the outcome of the matter would have changed a lot.
What she hates the most should be herself.
In the face of the cruel reality, she couldn't accept it, so she chose to escape. But when you are alone, you know better than anyone else.
"Zhige, Yunqiang, you have to wait for me. I'll be with you soon. ”
Looking back at the world, it seems that those who are worthy of her nostalgia are either abandoned by her or abandoned her.
What's the use of being alive?