Chapter 2565: Night for Me

Three altars of "Renjian Zhengyi Dao" wine. Jiang Wang alone drank one altar, leaving two.

He planned to properly seal them.

He didn't know if this wine still existed in the world, or where it originated from. In any case, he hadn't seen it in Jiu Country at first.

Now he reached out and pressed on the empty altar.

"In my heart, the true divine hero has died."

"The one still alive, for his own heart, harms the world's intent, does not deserve to be called a divine hero."

Since Zhao Zi, through the attendant of the Baiyu Jing Wine House, sent these three altars of wine up, she naturally was unwilling to meet with today's Jiang Wang.

But just like in the past outside Xingyue Yuan, Jiang Wang's going or staying was difficult for him to control, and he was forced to listen to Pingdeng Country's principles for a long time.

Now today, whether they met or not was also not up to her.

It was Jiang Wang who decided!

Attack and defense were different.

The hand that pressed the empty wine altar flipped over, and then, like the heaven hanging upside down, it suddenly became a floating land.

In his palm, a Buddhist scripture was held out, with Sanskrit characters turning with light, as if it were a boundless pure land, infinite Buddha faith, with Zen flowers and Dharma grasses swaying between his fingers.

"Little Senior Brother." He called out, "Help me trace the cause and effect. See where the person who sent this altar of wine is now."

He originally wanted to directly summon Yin Guan and use incantations to seek thoughts, but Yin Guan's methods were too fierce.

He would wait until he found the divine hero.

"What kind of person?" Jing Li's voice sounded in the Buddhist scripture.

Jiang Wang said, "A woman who year-round holds a jade pipe, with a world-weary appearance, whose true face is unknown. She is Zhao Zi of Pingdeng Country."

"Oh!" Jing Li's voice was somewhat strange.

"Is Little Senior Brother not convenient at the moment?" Jiang Wang asked.

Jing Li mumbled half a sentence, saying, "...... Wait a moment!"

After a moment, Jing Li's voice transmitted back with guilt, "Ah, the cause and effect are all gone, wiped out by someone."

Xian Long frowned slightly. He was not surprised that the cause and effect related to Zhao Zi on the wine altar had been wiped out, but that the wiped-out cause and effect were such that even the absolute peak Jing Li could not detect them. This matter itself indicated that at least one absolute peak had intervened.

Although Zhao Zi came to send these few altars of wine, she was not the only one in the Dongzhen Realm.

The matter was a bit troublesome... and also more meaningful to pursue.

A set of green robes descended and sat down; Jiang Wang's true body arrived.

He also didn't say any extra words. He let Xian Long sit down and cultivate properly. He held the empty wine altar with one hand, and in one step, he was already high in the sky.

The matter of Zhao Zi sending wine hadn't been long. As a protector of Pingdeng Country, she needed to hide and conceal herself even more, making it impossible to act freely in the human world.

Such a restricted Zhenren, in such a short time... how far could she go?

Xingyue Yuan entered night in an instant, starlight filled the sky!

The starlight not only covered Xingyue Yuan but also surged in all directions like a flood, covering all sides. Xu Country, Xiang Country, and even farther.

Heaven and earth, although diminished, were more for Jiang Wang and the night.

Long night expedition.

Jiang Wang at this moment was the Jiang Wang who had experienced Wuming's death and participated in the Tianhai conflict. Even if he was just playing the side drum on the battlefield, that was still a battle of the Chaotuo level.

The absolute peak looks down from the mountain, and the ten thousand li are all tiny grass.

The Chaotuo looks down on the human world, and mountains are also mud pellets!

In a small city somewhere in Zheng Country, an inn named "Huan Ying Guest House," the beauty, always with a world-weary state, had just lit her jade pipe, about to inhale. Suddenly, she lifted her eyes, looked out the window, and gazed towards the distant sky!

The previous moment's daylight had already flipped into black night, and the starlight in her eyes shook endlessly.

"They all say that Xingyue Yuan, in the extraordinary sense, is the place in the present world closest to the ancient starry sky, because when the first wise person anchored the stars, divided the star domains, and reformed the cultivation path, it was at this place."

She sighed somewhat, "Now I see, it is indeed so. The intensity of the starlight is felt even ten thousand li away."

She also didn't know what had happened on that side of Xingyue Yuan.

Zhen Jiang Zhenjun was indeed a figure of wind and clouds; as long as he was somewhere, his actions would cause wind and clouds to rise.

Zhao Zi didn't think that her just sending a few altars of wine would cause such an intense reaction, because this trip truly had no malice.

In the room, there was a screen outlined with stone forest patterns, edged with mountain fire. At this moment, it was as if a door had been pushed open.

A person wearing a goat mask then walked into the room from this door. When he saw the room full of starlight, he jumped back as if a cat had its tail stepped on.

The door again became a screen.

Zhao Zi immediately knew it was not good and sprang up to leave—

Vertically and horizontally intersecting lines immediately wove into an infinitely expanding chessboard world.

Her body within this world barrier, like flying smoke rising, folded like lightning in an instant!

But a hand lightly pressed down, pressing on her shoulder, pressing her onto the seat.

In this process of pressing her to sit, that chessboard world was pierced extremely casually, just like piercing thin paper.

The entire Huan Ying Guest House was so quiet, the whole Zheng Country in quiet night.

Only Zhao Zi's true body within, her heart pounded!

She wasn't nervous, nor fearful, but her perception was not under her control. Sound and color were all in the palm of the stronger one. This ordinary heartbeat sound could also be heavenly thunder rolling.

That pot of tobacco was still burning, the star-like light flickering on the jade pipe, as if responding to the starlight.

Starlight had already entered the room.

Zhao Zi turned her head and saw the hand pressing her shoulder—clean and powerful, enough to destroy the entire Zheng Country with one sweep of the hand.

The remnant light of the chessboard world gradually scattered on the wrist of this hand.

Then she heard that familiar calm voice—

"Xingyue Yuan is the place in the present world closest to the ancient starry sky, and also closest to Jiang Wang."

She saw the upright Jiang Wang in green robes, casually beckoning a chair, intentionally or unintentionally placing it in front of that screen, and then sitting down.

The starlight outside the window just bathed his body, his eyebrows and eyes were calm, his expression indifferent. Like a scholar with the moon as his lamp, not some great figure who flips day and night, chasing stars ten thousand li.

This person's hand was without a sword at the moment, and he no longer restrained her.

But she understood she could no longer run, and also had no ability to resist.

That flowing in the night sky was not a star river, but Jiang Wang's immortal thoughts!

"How dare you forget?" Jiang Wang said faintly.

Zhao Zi's eyebrows and eyes were languid, her voice like calm waves: "I just fulfilled old words, sent a few altars of wine, why labor Jiang Zhenjun to go to such great lengths!"

Jiang Wang looked at her: "The teachings outside Xingyue Yuan in the past, I have firmly remembered in my heart. Now you still dare to come to Xingyue Yuan, it seems you don't think I am dangerous."

Zhao Zi sighed: "Receive the entrustment of others, loyal to others' affairs. How can one not come because of hardship, avoid danger and leave."

Jiang Wang sat cross-legged, calmly leaned on the back of the chair, his ten fingers interlocked, indifferent as if watching a play in a pear garden: "Good, receiving the entrustment of others! What is the relationship between Gu Shiyi and Pingdeng Country?"

"People in Jing Country say he is Pingdeng Country's divine hero, he says himself not, says himself has no relationship with Pingdeng Country." Zhao Zi said without waves: "It seems his relationship with Pingdeng Country is decided by how people see it."

"I don't know who was here just now, but since he avoids me, I won't pursue." Jiang Wang slightly lifted his eyes: "I am asking you now."

His actions were so gentle, his expression so calm, but this night was so long!

Zhao Zi thought she would remember this night for life, just as she also forever remembered that night outside Xingyue Yuan. Only that moment, the young man who was guarding himself, today already controls her life, with a thought, he can wipe out her remaining life.

"Pingdeng Country tried to recruit him, almost succeeded, but in the end did not." Zhao Zi said: "He once had goals similar to Pingdeng Country, but did not approve of Pingdeng Country's path, and was different from everyone in Pingdeng Country."

"Why would Gu Shiyi believe you?" Jiang Wang asked.

Zhao Zi was silent for a moment, then said: "He did not believe me. In fact, he lost all friends and allies, he also doesn't trust anyone in Pingdeng Country. His attitude towards Pingdeng Country has already turned to disgust."

Jiang Wang sat quietly, thinking that this was Gu Shiyi's country of origin, thinking that Gu Shiyi once went to Mu Country to challenge Hu Yan Jing Xuan for the innocent citizens of Zheng Country who suffered calamity, risking being chased and killed by Mu Country's prince for ten thousand li, also to give Cang Yu Xuncheng Si a warning, drawing the bottom line that abusing Zheng people was not allowed...

He said: "At least Gu Shiyi still has his relatives."

"Relatives?" Zhao Zi was noncommittal, lifting the jade pipe in her fingers: "May I smoke one puff?"

Jiang Wang did not refuse.

She then took a puff, slowly exhaled the smoke, then said: "I don't know who you mean by relatives."

"When Gu Shiyi was formerly the prince of Zheng Country, he set an example with his body, not allowing the Zheng Country royal family to be extravagant, and the royal family all dared to be angry but did not speak. Later, he personally killed his uncle, and was even less tolerated by the royal family, his father also wanted to catch him for trial, he could only be far away alone."

"Later, he cultivated successfully, his father hoped he could glorify Zheng Country's state, so he wanted to hand over the country to him, he refused, so that his father could not close his eyes in death."

"He abandoned the throne like worn shoes, which his elder brother sought for a lifetime. Every time he returned to Zheng Country, that elder brother had to humbly and fearfully yield the throne. Later, he just didn't return to Zheng Country, until that elder brother died—you guess how that emperor elder brother treated him in his heart?"

"Finally, only one relative left, Gu Shiyi's nephew, the current emperor of Zheng Country."

"There was indeed a period of deep emotion between them. But time... time is equally cold and cruel to all people, but especially ruthless to mediocre people."

"The current emperor of Zheng Country is just such a mediocre person. He is already one hundred eighty years old, a country lord one hundred eighty years old, who became a divine presence because of national power."

"He wishes Gu Shiyi dead, because if Gu Shiyi is not dead, he is about to die immediately."

Zhao Zi said coldly: "Because Gu Shiyi would not allow him to consume national luck to prolong life, but his political number was about to end and he had no further ability, the day of abdication was the day of death. Gu Shiyi died in the East Sea, he doesn't know how happy he was."

Since Gu Shiyi was dead, the current lord of Zheng Country was the formerly supreme emperor of Yong Country, Han Yin!

Consuming people's blood, swallowing the country's power, used to barely prolong life.

Jiang Wang quietly listened to this, not knowing what he felt in his heart, only saying: "You already knew Gu Shiyi would die?"

Zhao Zi said faintly: "Gu Shiyi wanted to save the era's ills, resolve the people's upside-down, wanted to use the 'Zhengshen' way, as a supplement to the present world order, and would inevitably be rejected by the present world order. The brighter he was, the stronger the force to extinguish him. His death was originally a destined result."

"I knew early that he would die."

She again took a puff, and in the winding smoke, that face weary of everything seemed also wistful: "Just didn't expect, he would die for the Pingdeng Country person he loathed."

It was hard to say who Gu Shiyi died for.

If you had to say, it was for that one "hero" character.

His body burned in the East Sea, thus the Zhengshen torch existed. After this world, heroes had a path.

Jiang Wang was silent for a moment, then said: "Since you say Gu Shiyi doesn't trust anyone in Pingdeng Country, why would he give those three altars of wine to you and let you transfer the gift?"

"Things have come to this point, I will not hide from you." Zhao Zi said: "Actually, he did not give those three altars of wine to me. It was after I knew he died that I went to a place where he once secluded himself, and there discovered these three altars of wine."

Jiang Wang lifted his head: "So you're saying these three altars of wine were not sent to me."

"No, they were sent to you. It's just that Gu Shiyi didn't send them." Zhao Zi said in a steady voice: "Placed together with these three altars of wine, there was also a line of words."

"What words?"

"'The righteous path of the human world has a successor, the vast sea flows horizontally and the mulberry fields are green!'" Zhao Zi said: "This is Gu Shiyi's belief."

Within her beautiful eyes, there was always deep disgust towards this world, and her voice, like a veil covering herself: "I think before he went to the East Sea, he must have sat there and thought seriously. Finally, he went to the East Sea, leaving only these three altars of wine. I know he drank wine with you, and he drank exactly 'Renjian Zhengyi Dao'—his belief, I want to let you know. Just that simple."

Jiang Wang looked at her for a while: "Zhao Zi is a world-weary person, she should not care about the belief of a person who is already dead."

"Perhaps I do not care." Zhao Zi's eyes drooped slightly: "All along, the one representing Pingdeng Country to recruit him was me. And perhaps, although I abandon the world, I inevitably feel emotional for heroes."

Jiang Wang only carelessly brushed off the corner of his clothes: "And I am not the only person who drank 'Renjian Zhengyi Dao' with Gu Shiyi."

Zhao Zi's hand holding the pipe paused slightly.

Jiang Wang had already stood up. He rose like sudden mountains, this instant as if his body was connected to the star river, and the endless long night that rolled up with him seemed tied as his black hair.

Zhao Zi felt herself infinitely tiny, also like the stars on the pipe, that would be blown out by one breath at any time.

And Jiang Wang's voice was exactly that cold breath, making her life candle sway about to extinguish!

"Did the divine hero let you come?"

Jiang Wang slowly said: "That time I drank wine with Gu Shiyi, I sat in the position of the previous person. Gu Shiyi said, that was a person who would have accompanied him to drink happily, but people always change, and they will not drink again. Now that I think about it, that person was perhaps just the divine hero. Did he also feel some emotion for Gu Shiyi's death?"

"If Heaven's reason manifests, there are always debts to pay. If he dies in this emotion, it can also be considered cause and effect retribution, fate in the dark."

"Now I ask you—who is the divine hero? Where is he?"

One word like one sword, cutting life, taking lifespan.

One character like one drum, knocking Zhao Zi to madly spit fresh blood!

A dignified contemporary Zhenren, known as "People's head, good times first," was without any power to resist in front of Jiang Wang. As soon as his question was out, she was already gasping for breath, on the verge of death.

This person's struggle was not obvious, this person's power was not seen.

Inside the guest room, it was quiet as if everyone was dead.

Suddenly there was a heartbeat again, first faint then strong.

Thump thump thump!

If the world had a soul-burying drum, it must be the increasingly intense heartbeat sound.

Jiang Wang just stood there, just a stirring of his voice, and Zhao Zi had already sharply declined towards death, her lifespan gone like startled forest birds.

She exhausted all means, but her resistance unexpectedly could not manifest.

Absolute gap, crushing situation.

But after coughing up fresh blood, Zhao Zi just sat there, not saying a word. Her hand holding the jade pipe, like a slanting jade branch, was just draped on the back of the chair. Only the flickering of the smoke stars in her hand was the only vitality of this body shell.

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