book of troubled times

Chapter 894 The End of Yu
Ye Wuming was a little surprised, but not too unexpected.

She had watched this man grow up, and she knew very well that sometimes he seemed to be only concerned with pretending to be cool, or only caring about picking up girls...but in fact, he had his own thoughts. Those who were deceived by his appearance could now run horses on their graves.

From being a chess piece to now, everyone is equal, no matter in terms of strength and status, or his understanding and analysis of cultivation.

But no one expected that he had figured out the application of different systems just by watching... Oh yes, he was not just watching, the moment he chopped down the Hero Pavilion with a knife, he had a deep contact with the energy composition.

"Different systems are ultimately the same type of energy, and energy can be transformed into one another. A long time ago, Old Xia's Liuhe Magical Art had the function of transforming different energies. At that time, Old Xia had already discovered the essence. He is an absolute genius in these matters." Zhao Changhe took the heavenly book from Ye Wuming and said, "I have been sleeping for the past thirty years, but in fact I have entered a state of meditation. I don't know what is happening in the outside world, but my inner cultivation has always been very clear."

The heavenly book in his hand moved without wind and opened the title page.

"In the past, our cultivation was divided into two categories, one is external skills, and the other is internal strength. I have always been a representative of external skills for body building, and my internal strength has been converted into external energy for a long time. To the point that I almost forgot that I had such a thing as internal strength. When I started to cultivate again, I was thinking, if that's the case, why not return to one? Energy is energy, just understand the core of its origin." Zhao Changhe said slowly: "So now my cultivation is neither Blood Evil Skill, nor Six Harmonies Divine Skill, nor the Blood Demon Indestructible Body... It can be regarded as my own creation."

He paused and looked at Ye Wuming: "No matter what the origin is, personal intention determines that any self-created skill will have a personal direction. Mine is no exception, the vast starry sky, the shining Milky Way, and the parallel sun and moon. Now this skill has no name. In your opinion, what name is better?"

Ye Wuming tilted his head: "Why are you asking me? You created it yourself, so you name it yourself."

"But this direction was led by you all the way. I am the inheritor of the Blood Evil Art... You have to be responsible."

"Lie's inheritance is better than mine, right?"

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

Ye Wuming stopped talking.

Woman… Zhao Changhe held his breath for a while with a strange look on his face, and finally said, “Forget it, if you don’t want to name it, then don’t name it. What I mean by this is that the power I have cultivated can be easily transformed into any nature. The analysis was completed when I was observing the battle between the guards in the Hero Pavilion.”

As the voice was spoken, the pages of the book turned "rustlingly", and the five elements, yin and yang, reality and illusion, life and death, light and shadow, time and space, and the mysterious laws of the Tao diffused in the air.

Different from the previous page-by-page display, now it has become one, you in me and me in you.

They are one and the same...

Ling Ruoyu looked up, feeling quite excited. Countless inexplicable feelings seeped into his heart, as if he was bathed in the light of the avenue. The world's top power was in front of him, available for him to read at will.

For a warrior, nothing is more moving than this feeling.

Ye Wuming looked at the scene in a trance, and suddenly asked: "Your strength has become stronger than when you fought me yesterday?"

"Yes." Zhao Changhe said: "I was woken up early. I needed to retreat for a few more days to continue to improve...I was woken up by my own girl, so my practice has been improving all the way these days..."

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

How come the melon got eaten on my head...

“During these days, I have seen time flow and the world change… Now I am traveling through the time and space channel with you, folding the bridge of the realm, seeing the bizarreness of another time and space, and seeing different cultivation systems… This is cultivation.” As Zhao Changhe said this, the light emitted by the heavenly book in his hand suddenly retracted.

Ye Wuming suddenly felt an extremely terrifying suction force, which was tens of thousands of times stronger than the magic cloth bag he had seen in the Hero Pavilion before. It encompassed everything and made it impossible to escape.

In addition to the power of the Heavenly Magical Artifact itself, Zhao Changhe's strength must have reached at least the middle stage of the third level of the Imperial Realm, which is why he can use the magic weapon to exert such complete power. This growth is too amazing. Is he training his child or himself these days?
Or is it that one of the purposes of training a secondary account is to support the main account?

But unfortunately, no matter how strong the power of the Heavenly Book is, it can't work on her, Ye Wuming. She is the Heavenly Book, so there is no reason for her to slap herself.

So Ye Wuming, who was shrouded in the light, stood still as a mountain. Ling Ruoyu, who was standing nearby holding Xinghe and watching the show, felt a black screen before his eyes. Suddenly, he and his sword were taken away by the light and locked in the heavenly book.

Ling Ruoyu: “???”

"Ahem." Zhao Changhe coughed dryly and quickly released the poor child: "You are not skilled enough in the operation. It's an accidental injury, an accidental injury."

Ling Ruoyu was in a daze from the moment she entered to the moment she came out. She was carrying Xinghe with her. In this state, Ling Ruoyu was strong enough to make a name for herself in the other world. The cloth bag in the Hero Pavilion had no way to deal with her. She was caught before she could even react after being accidentally injured on the edge...

This is not the real Book of Heaven, but just the manifestation of the Book of Heaven. Dad calls it a reverse mold...

So if you hold the real heavenly book, which is this world, how powerful would it be?
But the real Heavenly Book has a book spirit... If the book spirit does not recognize its master, it is impossible to exert its maximum power. So what are you two testing the Heavenly Book for? Ling Ruoyu glanced at Ye Wuming and did not dare to say a word.

Zhao Changhe retracted his wrist. The Heavenly Book closed and became an ordinary book again.

Zhao Changhe handed the book back to Ye Wuming, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning, and he didn't say much, just said: "Absorbing and controlling is just one of the functions... There are many more wonderful uses, I won't show them one by one, you just need to know that I can use them."

Ye Wuming took the book expressionlessly and said "hmm".

The two were speechless for a moment, and the atmosphere became very quiet.

The wind in the night palace blew gently, bringing the fragrance of natural treasures from the distant garden, but there was no singing of birds or chirping of cicadas. It was as quiet as the abyss of the underworld.

Zhao Changhe came to the Night Palace to discuss two issues with Ye Wuming. One was to ask if there were any materials to reforge the Dragon Bird, and the other was to discuss how to deal with the Heavenly Dao. The former had been resolved, but the latter was still difficult to talk about - as allies fighting against the Heavenly Dao, it seemed that this relationship was naturally formed without saying anything, but both of them knew that this relationship alone was not enough.

As long as your strength doesn't break that line, you'll just be that short of it. At most you'll be able to achieve a similar result to that of thirty years ago, and there will never be an end to it.

The Ye sisters would not agree to the plan of merging them into one, not even Zhao Changhe himself. So is there another plan? Perhaps there is, and that is Zhao Changhe to control the Heavenly Book.

"Ms. Shu Ling, would you consider... letting me use it?" Zhao Changhe's seemingly teasing words had already said it all.

But if you rely on "negotiation" for things like this, you will never get any results.

In fact, it is still unknown whether this plan is effective... The two of them tacitly did a simple test, but this test may not be meaningful.

Ling Ruoyu couldn't understand the tacit understanding between the adults. She just felt that the atmosphere between the two was weird and indescribable, which made the child feel a little blocked.

After a long while, Zhao Changhe said, "I'll be away for a day and a night. I have to take Ruoyu back."

Ye Wuming said, "You can go back if you want... Ruoyu has nothing to experience in the human world, so it's better for you to stay with me. Whether it's natural treasures or experiences in other worlds, I can provide you with things that you can't."

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Do you think Ruoyu really needs that little bit of experience and improvement?"

Ye Wuming said: "She likes it herself."

Zhao Changhe said: "Ask her, if she is willing to stay, is it because she likes those things, or to be with you."

Ye Wuming's heart twitched and he looked at Ling Ruoyu without saying a word.

Ling Ruoyu lowered her head and whispered, "I want to be with my mother."

Ye Wuming looked delighted: "Then how about you stay?"

Ling Ruoyu asked seriously: "Why can't mother go back with us?"

Ye Wuming was helpless: "He and I are not that kind of relationship at all, what do you mean by going back with you?"

Ling Ruoyu pretended not to understand: "What kind of relationship is that? Queque and I live together every day, why can't you?"

Ye Wuming wanted to say that you are sixteen, not six years old, and you have witnessed so much, how could you not understand? Why are you pretending...

But seeing the little girl's clear face, he couldn't really scold her, so he could only say, "You and Queque are both girls, of course you can."

Ling Ruoyu said: "But Dad and the aunts are all fine..."

Ye Wuming couldn't stand it any longer: "Because I can't be one of them!"

Ling Ruoyu asked: "What if there is only mother?"

Ye Wuming was stumped and could not answer for a while. After a pause, he said, "What's the point of this impossible assumption? Do you really want your master to stay away from this bastard? Your master will beat you to death first."

Ling Ruoyu did not answer this question. Her mission had actually been completed. It was of great significance to be able to make Ye Wuming stuck for a while.

Zhao Changhe said at the right time: "Let's go. Someone's face is more important than yours, so don't be reluctant to leave her."

Ye Wuming: "You..."

"Did I say anything wrong?" Zhao Changhe rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go."

What face... The man surnamed Zhao is used to changing the concept. He won't go down to the mortal world to see Ruoyu, maybe because of face, but it is impossible to develop that kind of relationship with him, so this is not a face issue. The man surnamed Zhao confused the two concepts and didn't know how to explain it for a while.

By the time they figured it out, Zhao Changhe had already disappeared from the Night Palace with Ling Ruoyu and ran away with the ball.

Ye Wuming held back all the words in his mind and looked around. It suddenly became as quiet as the night palace in hell. The usual tranquility and beauty now seemed dull and disgusting.

A feeling of loneliness that I had never felt before spread silently.

Forget it, I'd better go and see what the father and daughter are doing.

Looking around, he saw Zhao Changhe being beaten.

…………

"I told you to secretly meet Ye Wuming, I told you to be self-righteous, I told you to ignore your own safety!"

Under the sky of the palace, on the observatory, Zhao Changhe, who had just been so awesome, crouched down to defend himself, while Yuan Sanniang, Huangfu Qingxia and Chi Chi surrounded him and kicked him. Ling Ruoyu had already hid with Long Que in her arms. Only a fool would participate in such a battle.

"It's unfair..." Zhao Changhe complained: "I went to look for materials from outer space in order to reforge the Dragon Bird..."

Huangfu Qing grabbed his collar and said, "Do you think we are easy to fool? Where is the material?"

With a "ding" sound, a meteorite appeared in front of him.

Huangfu Qing: "..."

It really does.

I've only been there for one day, and I've already got this extremely troublesome and rare material...

Sanniang was suspicious: "You went to Ye Wuming to sell yourself?"

Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Even if you want to sell yourself, the other person has to be willing to buy it. The current situation is that I want her unilaterally, but she is not interested in me."

"That may not be the case. Otherwise, why would she not beat you up but give you something instead?"

"We got these things by robbing people." Zhao Changhe took out a ring as if he was offering a treasure, and then took out a golden rope from the ring: "This magic weapon is called the Immortal Binding Rope, which is very suitable for Sanniang. In the future, we can use this for the tortoise shell binding..."

"Get lost." Sanniang snatched the immortal rope. She was quite interested in the strange energy emitted by the magic weapon and studied it happily: "Since this stinky pig still remembers to bring me a gift when he goes out, I will spare you this time."

"What about mine?" Huangfu Qing stretched out his hand.

Zhao Changhe handed over a bead with an apologetic smile: "There is a kind of fire sealed here, called Samadhi True Fire, take a look..."

Xia Chichi stretched out his hand: "Where's mine?"

Zhao Changhe took out another pill as if presenting a treasure: "This is for nourishing the immortal fetus. It can nourish the power of the immortal spirit, which is more important than anything else."

Xia Chichi took the pill with satisfaction.

Nameless Ye: "..."

You asked me to pick out things suitable for them so that you could please them later... I worked so hard to sort out and select treasures and put labels on them, just to please your woman?
What I did...

As a result, Zhao Changhe actually spoke up for her: "These gifts were chosen by Ye Wuming to express his goodwill towards you..."

Xia Chichi asked curiously, "What kindness does she have towards us?"

Ye Wuming himself didn't even know what kindness he had towards them.

Zhao Changhe said: "She is the real Night Emperor, and I am a fake. Originally, you all worshipped her and were considered her people, so how come you have some feelings for her..."

Ye Wuming almost vomited blood. How dare you say that?

The three women looked at each other, not knowing how to comment... How should I put it? When Zhao Changhe came to power, the two venerables bowed down to the man's pomegranate pants, which led to the fact that they tacitly misinterpreted the doctrine and forced him to take the throne even though they knew he was not the Night Emperor. In other words, they were all traitors and usurpers. As the true Night Emperor, Ye Wuming was generous if he didn't kill these traitors, okay...

Looking back, in order to prevent his own sect from being used as a brothel by this man, Ye Wuming deliberately manipulated fate, trying to add some obstacles to their red thread, but in the end nothing changed, and the Four Symbols Sect was eventually wiped out.

But then again, it was Ye Wuming who finally helped Zhao Changhe become the Night Emperor. After all, Zhao Changhe's later interpretation of the night sky was indeed what Ye Wuming himself was pursuing in ancient times, and only he, a visitor from another world, could understand it clearly and in a fitting way. Sanniang Huangfu Qing's "misinterpretation of doctrine" was not strictly a misinterpretation, but the path that the Night Emperor himself was indeed pursuing.

Therefore, it was unreasonable to blame them for betrayal, and Ye Wuming had no problem with them. If we really wanted to talk about the incense and fire relationship, it could be said that if they were willing to recognize him as the Night Emperor, then they could even be considered a group.

The Four Symbols Sect in his harem has grown stronger... uh, no, bah.

But Sanniang said hesitantly: "The long river..."

Zhao Changhe said, "Hmm?"

Sanniang said, "In the battle thirty years ago, Ye Wuming meant that she would be the Heavenly Dao and you would be the Night Emperor. Now, do you mean the opposite? Let her be the Night Emperor and you would be in charge of the Heavenly Book."

Ye Wuming's heart moved.

This seemed to be the most fundamental contradiction between him and Zhao Changhe.

In her own perspective, Zhao Changhe was always at the bottom, arranged and appointed by herself. But Zhao Changhe just wanted to keep her down.

Whether it is strength and status or the war between men and women.

Ye Wuming looked up at the sky. This was really ridiculous. He had been planning for two eras in order to break free from the control of others, but now the chess piece he had brought into the game was trying to control it.

Does it count as driving out the tiger from the front door and letting the wolf in through the back door?

But the funniest thing was that my rejection and resistance to this wolf was not as strong as my previous resistance to the Heavenly Dao... The absurd feeling in my heart overshadowed everything else.

While he was distracted, he vaguely heard Zhao Changhe's response to Sanniang: "Holding the Heavenly Book is a typical symbol of the other side. Only by jumping out can you hold it. From the concept of 'control' in the martial arts classification of our world, controlling the Heavenly Book is the end of the road. But I have no interest in holding the Heavenly Book. At most, I can borrow it to fight against the Heavenly Dao..."

Sanniang asked curiously, "What do you mean by 'the other shore'? Are you going to recite Buddhist scriptures again?"

Zhao Changhe explained Ye Wuming's theory: "According to Ye Wuming, it should be the highest state of heaven."

Everyone nodded, digesting the concept.

Even though he knew Zhao Changhe had no desire for power, Xia Chichi couldn't help but ask, "Since it's the road to the other shore, why do you say you have no interest in it?"

"Holding the Heavenly Book is a symbol of the other side, but the other side does not necessarily rely on this to be realized. Let's understand the sufficient and necessary conditions." Zhao Changhe said seriously: "Since the gods and Buddhas are allowed to disperse, there is no need for Zhao Changhe in the world... This world does not need anyone to control it, otherwise our journey in this life will be a joke."

Ye Wuming's heart was slightly moved, and he heard Zhao Changhe continue: "For me... my interests are very mundane anyway."

"How mundane?"

"Compared to the Yutianshu, I just want Yuye Wuming."

(End of this chapter)