Villain: Whitewashing of Life, Empresses Revolt

In the ancient bronze mirror, Lingxiao Palace.

In the empty temple, the fairy mist filled the air, and the spiritual charm was transpiring.

Gu Changqing sat alone on that throne, which was at the very top, but looked extraordinarily cold.

His eyes were deep, and endless majesty filled his eyes, but it was still difficult to hide the emotion in the depths of his eyes.

"I plan to go to the next world."

At a certain moment, Gu Changqing's calm voice sounded, as if a person was talking to himself.

"Are you planning to take advantage of this time to attack half-step immortality? 35

Xuan Que's voice sounded.

He could guess Gu Changqing's intentions.

After sweeping the world of Beixuan, all he has to do is to deal with extraterritorial creatures wholeheartedly.

And with what she knew about this man, it was very possible.

This man wanted to end this so-called mission. After all, the emperors of all dynasties had paid too much for this mission.

Just how to do it specifically, Xuanque has no idea in his heart.

Because in her opinion, this is an impossible mission.

Gu Changqing said softly, "It's also not true."

"This process is something that all the emperors of all dynasties have to go through.

"Traveling the world, viewing the world's various states, sharpening the mind, and sublimating the will.

Sharpen your mind first.

10 Xuan Que nodded with a vague understanding, and said softly: "But Tiangong can't do without you.

Gu Changqing nodded.

After pondering for a moment, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"cut!"

The soft chant resounded from his mouth.

There was a spirit that walked out of his body to form a man with exactly the same appearance and body as Gu Changqing.

But the two are also different.

The only difference is the eyes.

The one sitting on the throne had an indifferent gaze, as if it was just an incarnation of the rules, with an indescribable indifference.

As for that spirit, his eyes were equally cold, but he had emotions and endless vicissitudes.

"When I go here, I should walk the world from the perspective of a bystander, and I will not interfere in all disputes and all causes and effects in the world."35

Gu Changqing murmured softly.

"Austerity again?" Xuan Que asked.

She didn't change into a human form, but when she said these words, it was easy to imagine that she was frowning, and she was quite complaining.

The implication is: Want me to accompany you to suffer?

Gu Changqing didn't respond, he just walked slowly and left the palace.

"Puchi..."

The little black bird flapped its wings and flew to Gu Changqing's shoulder.

"I thought you didn't want to go. 39

"The scenery on the throne is not as interesting as the world. 55

Outside the ancient bronze mirror.

At this moment, the expressions of the group repairers were all shocked.

coming!

Everyone wants to know what Gu Changqing has done to the outside world during his reign.

Are extraterritorial creatures eradicated?

Or, whether Tiandi Mopan has been completely sealed.

Or, is Bei Xuan still in danger of destroying the world, and will those terrifying extraterritorial beings be killed at any time?

Qun Xiu has too many doubts and wants to know at this moment.

But now, Gu Changqing has calmed down the turmoil in Bei Xuan, and what he has to do is to target outside the territory.

In an ancient bronze mirror.

Gu Changqing incarnates as a walker, wandering in this world.

Sunrise and sunset.

Between heaven and earth, you can always see a man dressed in white with a small black bird standing on his shoulders, walking slowly through the world.

He looks at the mountains and seas, the heaven and the earth.

Look at the way of life of all ethnic groups, look at the grievances and disputes in this world, and the entanglement of cause and effect.

During this period, the picture of the ancient bronze mirror changed constantly.

Every time he changed, the image of that man would become sloppy, and the vicissitudes in his eyes would become more intense.

In the same way, the Dao rhythm on his body will also be stronger, and the invincible Dao heart will be stronger.

Fairy tribe.

Star Clan.

ancient.

barbarian.

One by one races are flashing.

And the cultivator outside the bronze ancient mirror also felt emotion in his heart at this moment.

"It turns out that the Emperor of Heaven has also visited my family.

This kind of sound is not just one sound, but with the continuous transformation of the picture, there are more and more sounds.

Many people have feelings, and many people have memories.

It's just who would associate a Heavenly Emperor who oppresses the Three Realms with an ascetic.

At first, Qunxiu didn't understand Gu Changqing's intention to travel the world.

But as time went by, sentient beings gradually understood.

That is a sense of responsibility.

It belongs to the inheritance of the emperors of the past dynasties, and the clear and clear responsibilities of the emperors of the past dynasties.

Just like the emperor of a territory, he wants to see his own mountains and rivers, his own people.

In this process, Gu Changqing has always been a bystander.

As he said, he did not interfere in the world's disputes, the world's cause and effect.

With the flashing of the screen, time is also flying fast.

I don't know how long has passed, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years.

a moment.

The fast-moving scene finally stopped, and Gu Changqing's figure came to a place familiar to the group of cultivators.

Kyushu world.

"The stop of the picture means that there is something here that impresses the Emperor."

"Sure enough, the Heavenly Emperor was born with the human race, even at that time, the human race 650, also had a different feeling in his heart?"5

Qun Xiu sighed softly.

"And what will happen here?"

A monk asked curiously.

In an ancient bronze mirror.

Gu Changqing came to the world of Kyushu.

This is a territory, but it is not brilliant.

city!

broken!

There are broken walls everywhere. Obviously, not long ago, there was a big war here, a war belonging to mortals.

There are refugees everywhere at the moment.

Many people wore rough patched coats, pushed donkey carts, pulled luggage wrapped in rags, dragged their families and left from the city.

The old people, unable to run around for a living any longer, live on the streets and turn into beggars.

Their clothes were tattered, their lips were chapped, as if they had not eaten for a long time, and their faces were pale.

All the belongings are nothing but a straw mat wrapped in a dead body, and a broken bowl.

This is a very sad picture, but Gu Changqing ignored it.

He is like a part of this refugee, and he dresses the same.

There is only the existence of the little black bird on the shoulder, which makes people pay more attention to his eyes.

Gu Changqing went against the flow of people and entered the city.

And at the moment of entering the city, his body was bumped by a thin figure.