Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 188 Destiny (two chapters in one)

"King, the enemy this time is not just the Lord of Yellow Sand."

Outside the palace, a man holding a long thorn was half-kneeling at the foot of the stone steps. His tone was calm and solemn: "The Lord of Yellow Sand has a helper, named Drought Demon. Kui Si checked the secret book and found that this person is the Lord of Zombie. The evil king of zombies."

"I know."

The king's reassuring voice came from the hall.

"The Lord of Yellow Sand is close to collapse. If it still cannot cross Loulan and erode the Central Plains this time, it will completely collapse. This time, he will definitely give everything he has, including this Ms. Hanba."

"The high priest has not returned yet."

The man said this with some hesitation.

"She's not coming back."

Wang's words stunned the man. Just as he was about to get angry, he seemed to think of something again, his pupils tightened, and an indescribable emotion spread.

"Is today...the day of the prophecy?"

The man's voice trembled a little.

"Two evils go together, and the sacrifice is unknown."

Wang sighed and said calmly:
"The day Jiang Ziya stays is today."

The man's eyes were full of fear, fear that penetrated his bones.As the successor of Wang Shi, he naturally knows the second half of this sentence.

Two evils go together, and the sacrifice is unknown.

Stars fall from the yellow sand, and Loulan will collapse.

The day Loulan will be destroyed is today.

Soon, fear turned to relief.

"Destiny is hard to break."

With a wry smile, the man felt his mouth full of the taste of rust: "King, what else can we do?"

"Use all Lou Lan's power to kill the Lord of Yellow Sand and weaken Han Ba."

Sighing softly, looking at the King of Zombie who was killing Loulan soldiers crazily in the yellow sand, the King who was trapped by the gravel issued a royal order.

"Even if the high priest is in the city, we can't stop the attack of the two evils. Letting her leave is not only to comply with the destiny, but also to win the final afterglow for Loulan."

"She'll be back."

Looking at the palace, the man said solemnly: "Minglan is my daughter, and I know her better than anyone else. It is impossible for her to turn a blind eye when Loulan is in crisis."

"She can't come in."

Wang continued: "The yellow sand will block her steps. Even if she returns, she will be trapped in the outside world by the yellow sand. Only after we kill the owner of the yellow sand and weaken the Hanba can Minglan return to Loulan and seal the Hanba ."

"you···"

The man was stunned, and then he realized that the king was both obeying and rebelling against destiny.According to the immortal who called himself Jiang Ziya, after the collapse of Loulan, the Lord of the Yellow Sand was destined to fall, but Han Bao would become a god because of this war and bring disaster to all sides.

However, Wang still made a final resistance.

"I know it's not fair to her."

There was a bitterness in his voice, which did not seem to be an emotion that a king would have.The woman sitting on the throne is the king with the world in mind, the slayer of evil who pulls the stars, and the last King of Loulan in the prophecy.

However, at this moment, she was just a woman grieving for the bitter fate of a good boy, nothing more.

"Minglan will understand you."

Looking at the bright gem on the palace, the man's eyes were covered with peace and relief.

"I'd rather she resented me."

Controlling the shadow of a star to hit the huge body of the Lord of Yellow Sand, and sensing the monsters climbing towards the city wall, the king sighed: "I don't know how many years it will take to survive alone, not understood by the world, and hated by the world. Welcome to relief.”

"So, I don't want to face her. I know she will definitely agree and accept this responsibility willingly, but I am not willing to do so. I really want her to reject me, but..."

"The destiny cannot be violated."

Loulan has been obscured by stars and yellow sand.

"This is···"

The three of them stared blankly at the loneliness covered by falling stars and whistling yellow sand, their eyes full of shock.

"king."

Minglan said this word with some trembling, and the reins that Minglan held tightly seemed to tremble in the wind.She stared at the bright stars, her voice dripping with fear and reverence.

"When the stars fall, all things come into being."

Stretching out her hand, as if she wanted to catch a ray of starlight passing by her side, Minglan's beautiful light blue eyes reflected a bright halo.

Zhuge Qing on the side was shocked speechless by the vast and illusory scenery. As a descendant of Wuhou, she naturally knew how supreme the power that could pull the stars was.

In the Wuhou inheritance, there is the forbidden technique of seven stars to extend life.If you want to activate this technique, you need to gather the energy of the seven seas, the dust of a hundred mountains, and the thirteen dragon veins, and then you can use the seven star lanterns as a guide to plunder the destiny.

When Wu Hou used this technique, he did not do it to extend his life by three points. What he wanted to do was to extend the spirit of Shu Han.It is a pity that even after exhausting a lifetime of wisdom, Wu Hou's seven-star life extension was finally interrupted by a breeze brought by Wei Yan.

But is that Wei Yanzhi's fault?
No.

"The power of seizing the stars is unbearable by heaven and unbearable by earthly laws."

Zhuge Qing seemed to murmur this sentence.Whether it was Wu Hou seizing the seven Dingtian Stars to continue the Shu Han Qi, or the mighty power of summoning the nameless stars in front of him to block the yellow sand, it was an existence that was intolerable to the destiny.

The destiny of heaven allows people to follow the trend, or even go against the trend, but it only does not allow people to seize the power of heaven and use it for themselves.

"I want to go back!"

Minglan said this.

"The wind and sand are full of miasma and filth, and the stars cannot determine your location."

Zhou Li looked at Minglan, frowned, and dissuaded: "Stay, we will take another look."

"I am the high priest of Loulan."

Shaking her head, Minglan's voice was calm but also firm, "The king can attract the stars, and I can also perform sacrifices and blessings for her. Only I can protect the king in the king's palace. This is the inheritance of the high priest."

"But···"

Zhou Li didn't know how to dissuade him for a while. The wind and sand corroded the human body very strongly. Even Zhuge Qing was not sure of stopping the sand.

"I love you and my hometown."

Stretching out his hand, he gently lifted Zhou Li's chin, letting his appearance reflect in his eyes.Minglan said softly with a faint smile: "So, Wang and I will protect Loulan and our future home."

"call."

Minglan's words made Zhou Li's heart tremble. He smiled bitterly and said, "Don't go alone, I'll go with you."

"After an hour, the wind and sand will subside." Shaking her head, Minglan chuckled and said: "I am a desert person and have been fighting the Lord of the Yellow Sand for several years, so traveling through the wind and sand is my strength. Therefore, I I will return to Loulan now and fight with the king against the Lord of the Yellow Sand."

"I'm strong."

Zhuge Qing on the side spoke with a kind of confidence and determination that no one could question: "I'll go with you."

"Loulan welcomes every friend's visit, but that doesn't mean it will make them sad."

Minglan looked at Zhuge Qing. She seemed to see something. She shook her head and said with a smile: "Taoist Zhuge, this piece of yellow sand is not a poisonous miasma, but a misfortune."

"You won't be able to finish this road if you are unwilling to do so."

Zhuge Qing was stunned. She looked at those pure eyes that seemed to reflect the soul, and a sentence came to her mind.

People with pure minds can better see the hesitation and helplessness in other people's hearts.

"I···"

Before Zhou Li could speak, Minglan stretched out her finger and gently touched the corner of his lips, stopping his next words.

Minglan got off the camel and handed the reins to Zhou Li.Her blue eyes as clear as lake water were full of determination and friendship. She hugged Zhou Li gently, as if humming a ballad, and her voice was like a clear spring:

"I'm going to find where I belong, my love, and leave the yellow sand with my expectations."

As if she was greedy for the smell of Zhou Li, Minglan put her forehead on Zhou Li's shoulder and sniffed it gently.Then she let go of her arms, with a bright and charming smile. She took a step back and looked at Zhuge Qing, her expression pleading.

"Protect my lover, friend."

Warm, simple and pure, this is the beauty of the desert shown by Loulan women.She is not stingy with her own love, but she is stingy with her lover's life.Gently tapping her heart with her right hand, Minglan bowed to Zhuge Qing, then turned around and let the yellow sand swallow her up.

"You like her, don't you?"

Looking at the beautiful figure disappearing into the yellow sand, Zhuge Qing breathed a long sigh of relief and asked softly to Zhou Li, who was stunned at the side.

Zhou Li didn't answer. He shook his head and nodded again.

"Yeah, it's just a painting."

As if he understood what Zhou Li meant, a trace of sadness flashed in Zhuge Qing's eyes, but more of it was a condensation that he couldn't let go.

"Such a beautiful and passionate girl is just an ink mark in the painting. You dare not respond to her love because you are afraid that she will disappear in your life sooner or later. You dare not refuse her because you want to She gains hope before it fades away.”

Zhuge Qing smiled. Her smile was bright, but in the starlight and yellow sand, her smile was a little bitter.

"Do not···"

Zhou Li spoke slowly, laughed, and sighed: "I can't refuse her."

"She's just too big."

This sentence directly destroyed the atmosphere completely.

"Mr. Zhou, you..."

Zhuge Qing was a little bit dumbfounded. She didn't expect that in this atmosphere, Zhou Li could say this like a trick.Just as she was about to say something, she saw Zhou Li stretching out his hand, and the three warm and clear jade gourds slowly floated beside him.

"So, I am going to learn from your Prime Minister."

Zhou Li looked at Zhuge Qing, and he could see the unwillingness that had always been hidden in Zhuge Qing's eyes, as well as the looming greed and pain in her heart.He knew that under the appearance of an immortal, Zhuge Qing was just a 19-year-old girl.

Zhuge Qing will also be greedy for her parents' love. Even if it is just an illusion, she cannot make up her mind to break it.So, on the last page of the scroll, she hesitated.What she was afraid of was not that everything would be false when she woke up. What Zhuge Qing was afraid of was that he would be controlled by his emotions and make unforgivable mistakes.

Zhuge Qing's inner demon is actually Zhuge Qing, who wants to use immortality to eliminate his emotions and desires, so that he can accept everything in his destiny and no longer resist.

Just like Wuzhang was not Wuhou's inner demon originally, for Wuhou, the moment he deduced the destiny that "Shu Han must perish", his inner demon had already left him.Because at that moment, he received his own destiny.

“It is not wise to do something that you know cannot be done.”

"It's Yingjie."

Zhou Li stretched out his hand and gently patted the stunned Zhuge Qing on the shoulder.Looking at the other party who was at a loss, he smiled and said: "Let's go, the hero of the Zhuge family."

"Your father asked me to tell you that people in the Wuhou family never fall into ruin because of fate."

"Your mother said her daughter should be proud."

Zhuge Qing looked at Zhou Li blankly, his red lips slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something.But after a brief silence, she smiled, genuinely.

Just like a holy lotus blooming in the bustling streets, the noise will not bring dust to her, but will only make the otherworldly beauty more vivid.The crazy whistling yellow sand and strong wind made Zhuge Qing's smile brighter and pure, like a clear spring in the desert, making people feel happy.

"Eight Scenic Spots of Qimen, Xun Zi Jue."

Trading Bagua for wonders is not the secret of Longhu Mountain.

"Wind around the sky"

The gentle yet fierce wind gently surrounded Zhou and Li, and the wind and sand that had gradually invaded were blocked by this wind ring.Zhuge Qing closed his eyes and tapped his toes, and the Bagua array spread thousands of miles like ink marks, wrapping the desert.

"Eight Scenes of Qimen, Eight Formations."

When he opened his eyes again, Zhuge Qing's eyes were occupied by the mysterious gossip.She looked at Zhou Li, and the smile on her face became more confident and brighter.

"They didn't want me to be implicated, so they took away my Wuhou inheritance."

Turning around and looking at Minglan who was reluctantly moving forward in the wind and sand, Zhuge Qing carried Zhou Li and floated down on the surrounding wind.Looking at the surprised Minglan, she held their hands, closed her eyes, and whispered to herself as if confiding.

"But the moment I left home, I saw Wu Hou."

"He was standing at the intersection of Wuzhangyuan, with the old locust tree behind him. I asked him if destiny cannot be violated, but he didn't answer me. He just handed me the inheritance with a smile."

"Now I understand. He didn't ask me to accept the inheritance of Marquis Wu and accept the destiny."

Staring at the world of stars and sand, Zhuge Qing's confusion and doubts that were originally hidden in his heart were swept away.Instead, there was a silent calm.

Just like the moment when Wu Hou calculated that the Shu Han's fate was over, it was clear that the road ahead was destined to be an abyss, but he still looked calmly at Emperor Zhaolie who was working at his desk, and smiled calmly like before.

The yellow sand swallows up the human heart, and the storm brings about the haze in the heart.

But if the mind is clear, the wind and sand are just passing clouds.

Holding Zhou Li and Minglan's hands tightly, the Bagua technique under Zhuge Qing's feet quickly changed.

"Zhen Zi Jue."

"Jing Zhe Lei."

All things come from the earthquake, and the earthquake is thunder, so it is called Jingzhe.

Thunder brings vitality to all things, and evil spirits retreat.

The yellow sand filled with malice and ghost energy was swallowed up by the roaring thunder and turned into illusory dust after another.Amid the roaring thunder, three figures were like spring buds, moving slowly forward in the barren desert.

The crazy Hanba, the desperate Lord of the Yellow Sand, and the struggling Loulan people overlapped and were reflected in the lightning.

"What Marquis Wu asked me to do is to become the destiny."

(End of this chapter)