My enemies became my companions

Chapter 93: A group of dragons without a leader, good luck
The eight golden characters imprisoned An Housheng, who had stretched out her nine tails, like a golden lock. Her eyes were red and she was crying. She didn't even realize that tears of blood were dripping down her face.

Amidst the blood, she looked at the Temple of Heaven in front of her, with swords and sabers flashing and shadows intersecting. She felt her three souls and seven spirits being torn and struggling.

She saw someone fighting desperately.

Who is that?
Is that... Chen Yi?
That Jin Chen family... that... Chen family? !
He is under siege...

An Hou had a splitting headache and her voice was hoarse, as if she was desperately screaming in pain.

"It's him, he deserves to die, he should have died long ago, he must die, and he must personally destroy the Chen family of Jin State, he must be in excruciating pain!"

An Hou struggled in pain and Kyuubi trembled.

In a moment, she saw the three-legged bronze tripod with two dragons and was in a trance for a moment.

The fear that trembles in my blood surges up against the current.

No, he is my son, he can't die, he can't die!
He is my son, he is...Qi?

An Hou was in a trance again, and her body was shaking.

Wait, how could he be Qi, he is Chen Yi!
...Is he really Chen Yi?
Is he Chen Yi or Qi?

Tushan's memory seemed to be deeply embedded in Queen An's three souls and seven spirits. In her memory, Chen Yi's figure constantly overlapped with Qi's figure.

An Hou had a splitting headache and could no longer distinguish between fantasy and reality.
"Don't kill him, don't kill him, no, kill him, kill him quickly, wait, don't kill him... please don't kill him..."

Her voice became more and more fragmented and confused as she spoke.

Beside her, only the golden eight characters for success could be heard booming like the sound of a huge bell.

Queen An's voice lingered in Chen Yi's ears.

Chen Yi was confused and dazed.

For a moment, he seemed to feel that he was standing on a bronze chariot pulled by two dragons, returning from the sky to bring the Nine Arguments and Nine Songs to the world.

A sword stabbed over.

The tip of the sword hit Chen Yi's chest, blood gushed out, and it only penetrated an inch of his skin, but the pain brought Chen Yi back to his senses.

He nodded towards the nun.

Then, Chen Yi raised his sword and faced the surging Xia soldiers and generals.

He was like the center of a whirlpool, attracting all the Xia soldiers and generals and drawing them in.

The nun called back the paper figurine, and three ladies holding knives cleared the way for her. She approached the bronze tripod step by step.

She seemed increasingly detached.

A storm was brewing over the Temple of Heaven, and the inscriptions on the bronze tripod became more and more magnificent. The vigorous and ancient inscription "Tao" was mysterious and unfathomable, with complex patterns, accommodating people's gaze like an abyss.

She crossed the battlefield step by step, and was attacked by swords from time to time.

The Goddess Taihua passed by sideways like a swimming fish, and the blade just brushed past her clothes and missed. Another blade came, but missed again.

In her eyes, there were no swords or weapons, only the bronze tripod and the word "Tao", which was what she had been pursuing for a long time... the inheritance of the goddess.

She passed by every blade and weapon, as if she had expected it. The mundane things in the world could no longer touch her. Everything slowed down, and everything was just dust.

In her eyes, the Temple of Heaven was no longer dark and boundless; those ancient and broken bronze artifacts concealed the sound of the great Dao.

How wonderful...

Why haven't I heard such a sound before?

The Goddess Taihua walked forward, step by step, listening to the gentle trembling of bronze ware in the long history, and then, inadvertently, she recalled the sounds of stringed instruments in the palace. Those were all very good, but they were all too small.

The myths of ancient times swept through my heart. Dayu controlled the floods, married the goddess of Tushan, Tushan gave birth to Qi, and then Xia Qi replaced Boyi as the king, and then killed his mother and dismembered her body in the wilderness...

The stories in those murals are no longer just stories, they contain a profound truth.

The Tao is invisible, so one must erase all visible things to attain enlightenment.

The scene ahead was hazy and dreamy. The scenes from the ancient times seemed to intersect with the present moment. The Goddess Taihua was quietly comprehending it.

Then, she heard the faint sound of fighting behind her and realized it was Chen Yi. He was fighting with all his might just to protect herself so that he could reach the bronze tripod and destroy it completely.

This was Chen Yi’s thought.

but…

That's too small!

Why should it be destroyed? There is obviously a great way inside!

He is an ordinary man and he cannot understand it.

The Goddess Taihua slowly came to the bronze tripod. She glanced sideways, and Chen Yi, who was fighting hard, came into her sight again.

Chen Yi seemed to sense something, raised his head and looked at her.

That look seemed to be urging her to destroy the bronze tripod cast by Xia Qi.

The Goddess Taihua turned her head and saw the word "Tao" shining brightly, its luster like the dazzling blue clouds, embodying the great way of heaven and earth.

She shook her head and smiled, confirming one thing again...

He is just an ordinary person, he can't understand it!

The nun stretched out her hand, listening for some kind of call.

A mysterious aura surrounded her.

From the beginning of heaven and earth until now, everything is changing, everything is evolving, only Tao is unchanging, the Tao is eternal, and it neither arises nor perishes.

Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, the Tao...

Tao follows nature! It happens naturally!

The Goddess Taihua stretched out her hand and touched the ancient word "Tao".

Then, she sensed the gaze behind her. It was Chen Yi.

Chen Yi looked at her, waiting for her to destroy the Nine Cauldrons.

But when he saw the Goddess Taihua touch the word "Tao", his pupils suddenly shrank.

The goddess' inheritance was passed on to her through the word "Tao".

A huge cloud of smoke rose from the three-legged bronze tripod.

She became more and more detached and selfless. Her figure gradually became illusory. She rose up as if stepping on an invisible staircase, leaving the Temple of Heaven and ascending step by step to heaven. The sound of cranes could be heard faintly around her.

Chen Yi suddenly understood something. She used him. She didn't want to destroy the cauldron, but to ascend to heaven!
"Yin Weiying!"

The wounded Chen Yiru was roaring.

"sorry."

The lips of the Taihua Goddess moved slightly.

"The road is just around the corner."

As these light words fell, the Goddess Taihua seemed to have let go of everything, and her eyes were no longer a mixture of reality and illusion.

She climbed higher and higher, heading towards a place completely different from the human world.

In the Temple of Heaven, Chen Yi was still fighting desperately.

A tide of Xia soldiers surged over, and two huge Xia generals as big as mountain ghosts brandished giant swords.

Chen Yi's eyes were red, and he moved around. He took the opportunity to strike, stepped on the giant sword of a Xia general, stepped in front of him, and chopped off his head with one blow.

And the next second, another General Xia's giant sword broke through the air.

Even though Chen Yi had already made some moves relying on the Shangqing Heart Method, the Xia soldiers who surrounded him blocked his space. He had no choice but to twist his body and raise his sword to resist. The heavy sword fell down like a mountain, and Chen Yi spat out blood.

It was as if my lungs were shifting.

The witch screamed, "Stubborn, stubborn!
Qi, if you kill her, do you have the virtue of your father? Can you control the flood like your father? ! "

The voice accompanied by severe pain rushed into Chen Yi's ears, and he was confused for a moment. He once again saw Qi standing on the bronze dragon chariot, and his figure overlapped with his own.

They...are forcing me to kill her...

In order to... mend the ways of heaven.

The way of Heaven…is to reduce the excess and make up for the deficiency.

Chen Yi's thoughts were as tangled as a ball of thread. Just as An Hou couldn't tell whether he was Chen Yi or Xia Qi, he also began to lose track of himself.

And this is exactly the work of Yuzhen Yuanjun and Tongxuan Zhenren.

Following Xia Qi's example of murdering his mother, he killed Queen An, stopped his murderous intent, and beheaded the corpse.

A huge cloud of smoke came out of the three-legged bronze tripod, the ground began to shake, and the turquoise dragon that had been lurking underground for a long time slowly broke out of the ground. Countless Xia soldiers were knocked to the ground by the dust waves.

The turquoise dragon was reflected in An Hou's eyes, and the distant memories penetrated her soul.

"Son... God is not at peace... God is not at peace, God is not at peace..."

Queen An's eyes became increasingly confused and blurred. Tushan's memories became mixed up with her own and gradually filled her heart. The white nine-tailed beast became increasingly solid.

She wept bloody tears and suddenly cried, "Yier, God is not at peace. Kill my mother. It is unhealthy and unrepentant. Kill my mother!"

The majestic turquoise dragon ran towards Chen Yi along with the sound, and the huge figure rushed forward.

In the chaos, Chen Yi raised his sword to chop, but the turquoise dragon was as powerful as a mountain. The blade let out a sharp whine, then broke abruptly, and the whole person was knocked away.

The flying broken sword fell to the ground and was buried among the Xia soldiers.

The witch shouted hoarsely: "Kill her, put an end to it all, the gods will not be at peace, and the sacrifices will not be peaceful!"

Chen Yi fell to the ground and spit out blood.

He is already at the end of his strength.

And all this was forcing him to kill her.

In the mural, the figure of the bronze dragon chariot looked more and more like Chen Yi.

“The way of heaven is to reduce the excess and replenish the deficiency.

Tushan gave birth to Qi, and the Way of Heaven had an extra "surplus", so Qi killed Tushan to fill the "deficiency" of the Way of Heaven. "

In a trance, the words of the nun emerged in Chen Yi's mind.

"Qi, kill her and mend the way of heaven!"

The roars rolled like raging waves, layer upon layer, rushing towards Chen Yi.

I…I am…Qi?

I want to kill her...

Chen Yi's thoughts gradually became confused and lost.

"Yier, God is not at peace, kill my mother, it is not peaceful and gloomy, kill my mother!"

Chen Yi was in the midst of confusion, but that hoarse voice resounded like a huge bell.

He turned his head suddenly and saw Queen An, her face covered in blood and tears, hoarse and confused. She was his enemy, but she treated him as her son, even though it was like dew and lightning, but just an illusion.

This is just a fleeting relationship, and it should be cut off immediately. Killing her is like Xia Qi killing his mother...

but,

He said in a hoarse voice: "I'm not Qi!"

He is not Qi, so he would not kill his mother in order to repair the way of heaven. He is not Qi, so he does not live for the Nine Cauldrons or the Great Way.

He stood up and faced the Xia soldiers who were coming in like a tide. The witch was still holding his staff and shouting. The turquoise dragon came over bullyingly, casting a terrifying shadow.

Since the way of heaven is to reduce the excess and replenish the deficiency, since this is the case...

So why don't I...

Kill myself?!
Thoughts suddenly came to Chen Yi, and he felt like his mind was exploding, and all his acupoints were like thunder. He raised the broken knife like a madman and stabbed it into his chest in an instant.

In a flash, the entire Temple of Heaven came to a halt as a result of this knife strike.

The witch's eyes widened as he looked at the scene in disbelief, his lips moving absentmindedly.
"God is not at peace, and the sacrifices are not peaceful..."

Chen Yi laughed grimly.
He thrust the broken knife deeper, and the tip of the knife emerged from his back and pierced his chest.

Chen Yi, who was regarded by the witch as King Qi of Xia, committed suicide. The Xia soldiers and generals stopped where they were, like a group of dragons without a leader.

Everything was still at this moment. Chen Yi's lips moved, wanting to say a lot of things, but out of all the words he could think of, only one sentence remained.
“…I’m not Kai!”

Use nine, see the group of dragons without a leader...

lucky!
There will be another chapter at 9 o'clock. And when it goes on sale tomorrow, it will be the ending of Yin Weiying in the underground palace.

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