Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 887: The third card

Chapter 887 The Third Card

Ye Wuming is in harmony with the Book of Heaven, but he can enter and exit the Book of Heaven at will, traveling through all realms. Assuming that she has a physical body, wouldn't it be Ling Ruoyu's current state?

It’s just that it’s impossible for Ye Wuming to be unable to carry clothes. Ling Ruoyu can also carry them, but his level is not good enough.

When they returned to the underground, the three people from the Four Elephants Sect sat cross-legged around Ling Ruoyu, holding their chins, their eyes bright and green.

The girl sat there covering her clothes, like a poor baby who had just been raped by a group of old women.

"How is it?" Zhao Changhe asked hurriedly: "Has the test result come out?"

"At the moment, we can only say that one realm excludes items from another realm. Whether this is the case remains to be confirmed." Sanniang said: "If this is the case, Ruoyu can go there through training. There are things inside, after all, she is the master of that realm, and the setting is defined by herself."

Huangfu said affectionately: "Based on your control over the galaxy and defining it from the perspective of a master, maybe it's okay."

Everyone stopped talking after one sentence.

According to this understanding, it is another version of the relationship between Tiandao and Jiuyou.

Zhao Changhe’s eyes fell on the Galaxy Sword, and then turned around the dragon bird. He secretly thought in his heart, how would he feel if they stopped paying attention to him and wanted to be independent?

For me, I may feel a little bit like my daughter getting married, which is not a taste, but it is not unacceptable. But for others, they do not have the idea of ​​a father and daughter or partners with feelings, but a master versus a slave, so they cannot accept the separation of the slave. It is completely conceivable that you would want to try to suppress them and make them listen to you again.

The slight difference is that the Heavenly Book may have been the magic weapon of Tiandao originally, but Jiuyou Qiling should have never recognized its master after she was born. Tiandao tried to make her recognize her master but failed, so Tiandao's subsequent series of operate.

If you look at it this way... the Heavenly Book is of a very high level as a magic weapon, and it is not willing to accept an ordinary master, just like when I first got the dragon bird. At that time, Longque was only vaguely spiritual, and had not yet formed the twin-tailed female devil it is now. At that time, I was only recognized by it because of the Liuhe Divine Art, and I could only use its material to swing my sword. Later, the dragon bird awakens. At that time, if the female imp does not recognize herself, she may run away.

Then he would hold it down and beat it, and forcefully peel off a twin to customize the sword spirit. That is the relationship between Tiandao and the Ye family sisters.

From this point of view, Tiandao may really need the Book of Heaven, just like he needs the Dragon Bird. Zhao Changhe felt that he could still fight without Xinghe and the Dragon Soul Bow, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to fight without the Dragon Bird. If he really wanted to run away, he would have to coax the brat back on his knees even if he was coaxing him.

Tiandao’s tirelessness should be based on this? There may be some others, but this meaning should be a very important one.

Having said that, the magic weapon does not recognize its owner after its spiritual enlightenment... There is only one possibility. The nature of the two parties does not match, and the temperament does not match. In other words, the Heavenly Book was not originally created by Heaven. It could only have been obtained by accident. If it was created according to your own requirements, it would not be inconsistent.

Since someone can accidentally obtain the magic weapon of the Heavenly Book, it means that there are more other magic weapons that can be obtained in other realms. It must be Zhao Changhe's ultimate dream to travel freely among all the heavens and worlds.

Maybe it was also Ye Wuming’s dream.

Ye Wuming’s definition of the Galaxy Sword blank is the night sky, and it is not according to the definition of this world, but the void of the universe. Therefore, in the last era, Ye Wuming did not have enough ideas to complete it, until this era was handed over to someone who could After understanding the universe and completing its meaning, the galaxy was born. This is where Xinghe's innate ability to travel through space and break boundaries comes from.

Not to mention whether she can break out of the boundary, maybe Xinghe's current ability is still a little bit behind, but reaching the Night Palace is definitely no problem.

A group of people looked at Zhao Changhe thinking, thinking that he was struggling with whether to redefine the galaxy. Ling Ruoyu finally said timidly: "If Master wants to help define the galaxy, I, I can."

It's nothing more than recognizing the Lord again, but it's not like he has never recognized the Lord before.

Zhao Changhe came back to his senses and said with a smile: "No need, Xinghe is Xinghe's Xinghe."

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

The jingle is your jingle.

Zhao Changhe said: "I will continue to avoid it. If Yu enters the sword, I will turn around and sense one or two."

After that, he left again. When he came back, Ling Ruoyu disappeared again, leaving only the galaxy hanging in the air.

Zhao Changhe sat cross-legged in front of him and stretched out his hand to caress.

Sixiang taught everyone: "..."

Ling Ruoyu in the sword: "..."

It's a normal movement of stroking the sword, but now it looks strange. I don’t know if Ruoyu has any special feeling in the sword...

Actually, Ling Ruoyu didn't feel anything, but his psychological feeling was too strange, and he always felt like he was being touched. It's really strange. I was also a sword spirit back then, so I didn't feel this way when my master touched the sword... I'll ask Queque later what she thinks...

Zhao Changhe himself had never thought about this at all. What he wanted to do at this time was to go to the Night Palace. Yes, he would go there secretly.

After discussing the matter of Heavenly Law with Chichi before, I felt that we couldn’t delay it any longer and had to contact the blind man as soon as possible to exchange some information and opinions. I don’t know what new changes will happen if I continue to dilly-dally. In fact, if Ruoyu had been willing to return to Sword Spirit before, Zhao Changhe would have been able to find Ye Gong long ago with Xinghe in his hand. But now that Ling Ruoyu has become independent, he won't be able to do this for a while. Now it happens that the little girl managed to return the sword accidentally, so we can start.

It's just that I can only go there by myself, and I can't lead a group of people to kill.

As for the danger, there is no danger other than being robbed of custody rights.

Everyone has always used Ye Wuming as an imaginary enemy, but if you think about it carefully, you don't know what the reason is for Ye Wuming to kill Zhao Changhe. He must also bear the consequences of the Three Realms War and must kill him. If I had to find a reason, it would be that I didn’t want to be picked up. Does that count?

Zhao Changhe knew that Ye Wuming was not that shallow.

His mind gradually condensed, and he traced the cause and effect from the Galaxy Sword. Time and space gradually rotated, and the long river flowed backwards.

In the misty clouds and mist, the ancient Xuanwu traveled through mountains and rivers and returned to the Night Palace: "Your Majesty, the materials required for the Galaxy Sword are basically complete. There are still some such as night quicksand that need to be explored."

Ye Wuming took the materials and was silent for a long time.

Xuanwu asked curiously: "Your Majesty?"

"My intention is not finished yet, there is not enough time, I am not worthy of Xinghe..." Ye Wuming sighed in a low voice: "I can only preset a sword blank for the future."

Following the words, Lihuo burst into flames in his hands.

He actually used his hands as a furnace to forge the sword directly.

Watching the material melting and gradually turning into the shape of a sword, Xuanwu was quite impressed and reminded him: "Your Majesty, Night Quicksand..."

"The night is like flowing water, and the space is like sand." Ye Wuming whispered: "In the end, it is what is needed to enlighten the spirit, but without my intention, this sword cannot be forged. Just keep it, no matter it is reincarnation or something in the future , I am the only one who can finish it, so I won’t benefit others in vain.”

Xuanwu said: "Then what do you need me to do?"

"Take the sword blank and put it with my token and the mountain and river catalog. You will rely on it to find Ye Liusha in the future." Ye Wuming seemed to have been calculating for a while, and then added with a strange expression. : "If the collapse is coming and you need protection, then set up a simple shielding formation. It shouldn't be too difficult. As for the location, it's up to you. Only I can have this chance."

Xuanwu was stunned: "Why is this?"

"If there is another era, it will be a world of humanity, and I am afraid that the general strength will be low. At that time, it may only be at the level of Xuanguan. Don't create problems for yourself..."

Xuanwu agreed and watched the sword solidify.

Time and space trembled slightly, Ye Wuming frowned and looked back, and the picture suddenly shattered like glass.

In the same place, now after an entire era.

The complete galaxy suddenly appeared in the void. Ye Wuming, who was elsewhere at the moment, suddenly felt something and came over.

At first glance, I saw the man holding the Galaxy, standing where Xuanwu once stood, looking back.

Ye Wuming suddenly stopped and looked at each other quietly.

Zhao Changhe looked at her bright and quiet eyes for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "Having such beautiful eyes on me for three years feels a bit like a waste."

In the underground sky, the three members of the Four Symbol Cult stared at the empty altar in stunned silence. Kill him?"

Ye Wuming is also saying: "Do you really think I won't kill you?"

Zhao Changhe said sincerely: "A child cannot live without his father."

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

Ye Wuming: "..."

Zhao Changhe said: "Actually, you have been waiting for me to come to you for several days."

Ye Wuming said calmly: "I don't know what it means, I think I am right."

"These two words... seem to be returned to you." Zhao Changhe's expression also changed: "At least I have been trying to get along with you. But what did you do that wasn't self-righteous?"

Ye Wuming tilted his head: "What's there to talk about? Didn't things resolve perfectly in the end?"

"Suicide is also called perfection. What misunderstanding do you have about perfection?" Zhao Changhe sneered: "Forget it about committing suicide. After all, you are arranging your own life, and others have no right to interfere. I will ask you to arrange the future of others. , concealed from Jiuyou, killed Piaomiao, and made Lao Xia and I leave our homes. Have we ever asked ourselves whether all living beings are chess players? What is the difference between you and the way of heaven you oppose? ”

Ye Wuming said calmly: "Maybe there is no difference at all. If there is a difference, maybe it is because I have no intention of living to pay for it with my life. There is nothing to be angry about when the debt is wiped out after death."

"Are you going to kill that witch?"

"If you follow my arrangement, I will die and you will control the three realms for the Emperor of Heaven. If you are given a certain amount of time, you will naturally be able to cultivate to the point of breaking through the realm. Why don't you just go back? From the beginning to the end, I am not lying. You."

"Of course you're lying to me."

"Oh?" Ye Wuming didn't respond: "What did you lie to?"

Zhao Changhe said word by word: "I drew the Night Emperor Card myself, not you gave it to me. It is my own fate line."

"Is there any difference? Wasn't the identity of Ye Emperor given to you step by step? The entire Four Symbol Sect was given to you in one go. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

"But what I drew is the identity of Emperor Ye, or Emperor Ye himself?"

Ye Wuming: "?"

Zhao Changhe suddenly took a step forward: "Is your desire to die an established strategy, or do you not want to end up in my hands?"

Ye Wuming's eyes turned sharp: "I think you are looking for death."

"You can't kill me." Zhao Changhe slowly pulled out the dragon bird and pointed at it with a knife: "You have not broken through the limitations of the imperial realm at all, you can still only call half a step...so you have not opened an absolute level with me. These days are just a bluff."

Ye Wuming looked at his knife and suddenly smiled: "Why do you think I didn't break through? Based on that fight over Tiger Hill?"

"Of course, even if I can surpass anyone else's level, I don't think I can surpass your level. If you are at a level above Yujing, I can't take those two palms from you in the Battle of Tiger Hill. This is just one of them A judgment." Zhao Changhe said lightly: "One more thing, Tiandao still wants to come in, not because he is crazy... but because he knows that there is still a chance of winning now, and if he gives you a certain amount of time, you will truly break through. On the contrary, he had no chance at all, so he was anxious. "

Ye Wuming sighed: "Zhao Changhe, if you weren't so smart, you might be more cute."

"Because you want a chess piece, not a husband?"

"..." Ye Wuming really didn't want to talk about these ambiguous words with him, so he said coldly: "So you drew the knife and pointed it at me, do you mean to have a fight with me?"

"Yes." Zhao Changhe said coldly: "I am officially telling you that the chess piece you are playing with is now on an equal footing with you. In terms of power, it is already stronger than you. If you are still unwilling to face this fact , then I’ll let you face it now.”

Ye Wuming squinted at him for a while, then said slowly: "Then let me take a look."

As he spoke, a pair of jade hands suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Changhe, seeming to slap him.

Zhao Changhe flipped his long knife and slashed towards Ye Wuming's neck.

Ye Wuming suddenly felt that time and space stopped suddenly, his movements failed to be captured, and the dragon bird had reached his neck.

——Since Ye Jiuyou will be attacked for a moment when he encounters such a sudden stop, Ye Wuming should also be attacked.

But Ye Wuming was hit, and Zhao Changhe's sword failed to have any effect. He was also stopped there. The two sides seemed to be petrified, stuck face to face, and then quickly fell apart, and each retreated.

At the moment of retreating, Zhao Changhe paused in his steps, jumped back like a tiger, and slashed with his sword.

Ye Wuming Lightning reached out and slapped the side of the knife.

"Bang!" A terrifying energy erupted at the point where the two sides collided. Zhao Changhe fell backwards, with a little blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Wuming had no influence, and continued to fly forward, hitting his chest with her jade hand: "Is this what you said, at the same level as me?"

Zhao Changhe retreated and smiled slightly: "Of course."

Being able to take a move and only retreat instead of directly collapsing is already a sign of a bright health bar. This is the same level. It's just that the power gap within the same level is so great that it's no longer a problem to fight alone and to beat them together.

To put it bluntly, Ye Wuming is just trying to maintain the reputation that I am your guide, and it is impossible to admit that we are all equal.

But at this moment, Zhao Changhe did not intend to attack him. As he spoke, his figure disappeared. Ye Wuming slapped the air with his palm, and slashed his back like a mountain of swords.

But this sword seemed to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, and endless dimensions. No matter how hard it was struck, it could not reach Ye Wuming's side.

Ye Wuming turned around leisurely and pointed at the tip of the knife.

"Bang!" The energy burst out again, Ye Wuming swayed slightly, and then came back behind Zhao Changhe.

Both of them thought about the dream they had at that time, in which the little demon girl holding a dagger played with a broad sword and stabbed the strong man in the back, then floated away, leaving a fragrant breeze.

At that time, Zhao Changhe could be said to have been "killed" by her countless times, and the pain every time was extremely real.

In his mind, Zhao Changhe flashed a standard turning back and slashed towards Ye Wuming's side. He lightly drew back his finger and pointed it at the side of the knife again. Zhao Changhe spat out another mouthful of blood and took a few steps back.

Zhao Changhe's body was slightly arched, as if he was going to continue to rise up, using a very standard gesture of raising the hands of gods and Buddhas.

Ye Wuming raised his palm.

No matter what, after three moves, it was just a disadvantage. If you want to prove a level, you have already proven it.

Now I just want this stinky man to know who is the boss.

"Whoosh!" A black shadow flashed past, the galaxy hung between the two, and a girl's voice came from the sword: "Mom and dad, stop fighting..."

All the murderous intent that Ye Wuming had gathered was completely scattered, and his small mouth was half-opened as if it was stuffed with a rotten duck egg.

The fighting spirit in Zhao Changhe's eyes gradually faded, and he suddenly smiled: "Although I can't beat you...but I am honored to stand in front of you as a challenger. It lasted...thirty three years."

The night was nameless and silent.

Although no one used any earth-shattering stunts, it was just an ordinary game...but it already contained many extremely mysterious laws, such as time and space, true illusion, the rise of the rabbit and the fall of the falcon, and the truth was revealed.

When I fell into a dream, it was like a game. No one thought that such a day would come. The young boy pointed at himself with a knife, the challenge and conquest in his eyes unmistakable.

Zhao Changhe said: "Now can we talk openly and honestly? Whether it is the child's school district room or everything related to Tiandao."

Ye Wuming was silent for a moment, and finally turned and walked towards a long corridor: "Since we are talking about something, how can we not have wine. Come with me."

Zhao Changhe put away his knife and followed him, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said word by word: "Ye Wuming... one day, I will put the dragon bird on your neck."

Ye Wuming kept walking and responded calmly: "I'll wait."

(End of this chapter)