Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Southern Xinjiang,

Compared to the last time Xu Zhiqiu came, this newly built village is more prosperous.

The witch Linglong's appeal was great enough. In just two or three months, the population of the village increased by no less than ten times.

"That's probably what's going on. When the descendants of God come to the world, they might try to win you over, so I urgently need to know your attitude."

Xu Zhiqiu also did not deliberately hide anything from her and told her clearly the blood relationship between the people of Southern Xinjiang and the descendants of God.

Of course, he even suspected that Linglong might have known this for a long time, but for some reason, she didn't tell him at the time.

But this made him even more alert.

"It seems that compared to you Central Plains people, the five tribes of Southern Xinjiang at least have some room for negotiation and peace in front of the descendants of God."

There was a playful look in Linglong's eyes. Xu Zhiqiu looked at her quietly, waiting for her next response.

Sure enough, Linglong followed with a sarcastic tone:
"Then what do you want to do? But before the war starts, you have to kill all of us 'traitors' who might stab you in the back, so that you don't have to worry about anything later?"

Xu Zhiqiu shook his head and was not put off by her angry words.

"I'm not worried about these mortals. What's important is you, no... I should say the 'Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Array' that you have mastered."

Upon hearing this, Linglong took out the jade ring containing the essence of ten thousand fires from her waist and threw it over without saying a word.

"Well, now we are even."

This caught Xu Zhiqiu off guard. He frowned as he held the Mystic Fire Mirror in his hand.
"I don't know how to set up your witch clan's magic circle, so what use is there to me?"

Linglong stared at him coldly:
"Although the customs of Southern Xinjiang and the Nine Provinces of the Central Plains are very different, we have lived in peace for thousands of years. If you only see the blood relationship between my Wu clan and the descendants of gods, then I would like to ask you a question..."

She stretched out her snow-white wrist, and with a stroke of her fingertips, blood suddenly burst out.

Blood quickly covered her entire hand. She held her hand out to Xu Zhiqiu.
"Come! Taste this blood to see if it's hot or cold!"

Xu Zhiqiu looked at her silently for a long time, trying to find loopholes in her expression.

But in the end, I gave up and sighed:
"I understand how you feel, but this matter involves a lot of things, so I have to be very careful. If I have offended you, I can only apologize. But..."

As he said this, he placed the Mysterious Fire Mirror on the table and pushed it back towards her.

"...We still have to get on with our business, and I hope you won't make it difficult for me."

Although the second half of the sentence was polite, the tone revealed the majesty and decisiveness of drawing a sword to cut off the water.

Linglong obviously saw the seriousness in his eyes.

The supreme witch of the witch clan lowered her head and frowned, thinking for a long time.

Suddenly he raised his delicate chin and smiled at Xu Yanran:
"According to what you said, the Sky Fox Clan is more closely related to the descendants of God than my Witch Clan. So how did you resolve the issue with her before you came?"

After she said this, Xu Zhiqiu finally smiled.

Seeing that his goal was half achieved, he no longer hid it.

His right hand stretched forward, and ripples appeared on the palm of his hand like water waves.

The space twisted and deformed in his hands, and then he pulled out a huge black banner.

It is the trace of common people.

Linglong covered her pink lips with her hands in shock:

"You, you can do this? As far as I remember, you are on the path of the celestial being in the 'Boundless Realm'?"

"It's a crude method, not worth mentioning."

Xu Zhiqiu stuck the big banner into the ground, stretched out his hand and pulled it, and the flag fluttered vigorously.

"As long as you swear an oath to this flag, it is equivalent to being bound to the great trend of humanity. Once your mentality or behavior violates the oath, you will be immediately backfired by the fate of humanity. Not only you, but also your entire tribe will be destroyed. Do you dare?"

It's not that I believe she won't rebel, but that I want to make it impossible for her to rebel at all.

After swearing the oath, if she had any sinister thoughts, Xu Zhiqiu would know immediately and counter her.

As for the matter involving the ethnic group, Xu Zhiqiu was actually cautious and deliberately deceived her.

Only in this way can he truly let go of his worries.

"What, are you scared?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Linglong pointed her blood-stained hand to the sky and made a vow.

Xu Zhiqiu waited quietly for her to finish reciting the blood oath, then suddenly clapped:

"What a happy fellow!"

He praised:
"Since I first met you, I felt that you were a man of extraordinary character and quite heroic. At that time, I secretly admired you three points. Now it seems that I can admire you seven points."

"Humph! You don't need to flatter me with empty words."

Linglong pulled a piece of silk cloth from her waist to wipe the blood off her hands, while glancing at him:
"I have already proved my sincerity, so next...shouldn't you also show some appreciation?"

Xu Zhiqiu was startled:
"What do I mean?"

"I'm talking to you, Master Tianren, just give me a definite answer." Linglong said as she looked around, then put her mouth close to Xu Zhiqiu's ear and whispered softly.

Xu Zhiqiu was shocked after hearing this and asked loudly:

"You're still doing this?"

"Do you agree or not?"

"This... is not something that cannot be considered."

Xu Zhiqiu was seriously considering the feasibility in his mind.

If Linglong could really "rub" it out with her hands, then the two of them together could at least resist a weaker celestial-level combat force.

If we add the "Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Array", this would be the fighting power of two celestial beings.

The profits are considerable.

It’s just… I’m afraid that it won’t be easy to control after rubbing it.

Thinking of this, he changed his tone to a teasing one and asked Linglong:

"In theory, you should be considered its biological mother from an ethical point of view, but it has developed an unethical affection for you. I wonder how you feel about it in your heart?"

Linglong seemed to be stumped by the question and was stunned for a long time.

Looking back at the past, spanning thousands of years.

How can all the love, hatred and evil be explained in just one sentence?
“Eternal life… If you go astray on some roads and want to turn back, the price you pay is too heavy.”

Her eyes were a little out of focus, and there was a hint of sadness between her brows. Her left hand was placed on her right shoulder, gently stroking the purple silk she was wearing.

"All the evil he has done is my fault. This time, I just want to give him a more fitting ending."

After listening, Xu Zhiqiu lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up:
"The kindness of people is priceless. Since you have such a kind heart, I might as well support you for once."

Linglong was delighted, "So?"

Xu Zhiqiu extended his hand to her, "It's a pleasure to work with you."

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After the deal with southern Xinjiang was settled, Xu Zhiqiu no longer had any worries.

For the next month or so, he stayed in seclusion in the door and pondered the trace of the common people.

Although he had the authority to use it granted to him by the Emperor of Heaven, he still had to figure out the tricks behind it on his own to fully understand it.

As a result, he actually gained a lot from it.

The Trace of Common People is a sacred artifact of humanity, and the power of humanity contained in it can bring benefits to Xu Zhiqiu.

There is also another function, which is to trace back the history of humanity.

For tens of millions of years, all kinds of magical skills, precious elixir recipes, and even many treasure relics that have appeared in history but have long been lost in time are like lines in the palm of his hand to him.

Relying on the Tianxin state, he immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge almost every day, constantly condensing and refining these lost skills.

He also informed the members of the alliance of the locations where those rare treasures were buried.

At this moment, every bit we can do to help everyone counts.

He was making steady progress, and plans outside were also progressing at full speed.

As for the unification of the monks in the world, the rest of the work of the alliance went smoothly because the alliance made certain concessions of interests to the Demon Sect.

But in the final analysis, it is just to temporarily bring everyone to the same table so that they can at least have a conversation and not start fighting as soon as they meet.

As for whether they can put aside their guard and cooperate sincerely, I am afraid they will have to go through several twists and turns.

Therefore, the first meeting of all cultivators needs to be held urgently.

The so-called "whole" refers to the current two paths of righteousness and evil, plus the entire sequence of the cultivation alliance, which almost includes 99% of the cultivators in the world.

Xu Zhiqiu would undoubtedly attend such a grand event and take the main seat.

The night before the meeting, Xu Zhiqiu rarely left his cave and went to the lower courtyard for a walk...

"Hey, how come you, who is so busy with things, have the time to come to the House of Commons?"

Qu Niang was somewhat surprised to see him. Xu Zhiqiu laughed:
"I've been in the cave for a long time. I want to get some fresh air. I..."

As he was talking, he suddenly got stuck and looked around. "It's alright, just do your thing. I'll be up in a while."

"..."

Qu Niang is one of the few people who understands him deeply.
One could tell at a glance that there was something abnormal in his seemingly normal behavior.

In the entire Trinity, apart from old man Zhou Yixian who often travels outside, I am the only one who can say a few sensitive words to him.

If he has grievances, who else can he talk to except himself?
But now he seemed to be in a bad mood, and he couldn't bring himself to complain to himself, so he just sat there doing nothing.

"Over the years, whenever you feel upset, you always look like this."

Qu Niang put her hands on her waist and sighed softly:
"Let me guess, you're thinking about her, right?"

Xu raised his eyes to look at him, "Who are you talking about?"

"That witch of love."

Xu Zhiqiu curled his lips, somewhat unhappy.

"...Don't be so mean to others."

"Oh~" Qu Niang looked at him unkindly, "Are you feeling sorry for him now?"

Xu Zhiqiu chuckled and waved his hand, signaling her not to make fun of him.

Qu Niang followed up with:

"Do you feel guilty?"

Xu Zhiqiu was choked by the question, then nodded.

"It's always me who implicates her."

With the catastrophe imminent, no matter how guilty and depressed he felt, he had no time to care about anything else.

This added to the guilt.

All he could do afterwards was to try his best to take care of the rest of the people.

Even if we put aside the grand narratives of saving the world, there are still many people in this world whom he sincerely cares about and wants to protect.

For example, the disciples, the young apprentice, the lady in front of me, and...

"I saw that Xueqi came last time and you two made peace with each other?" Qu Niang took the initiative to change the subject.

Xu Zhiqiu answered the question irrelevantly:
"Xueqi is now the head of Xiaozhu Peak, and has been busy lately."

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The next day,

The city of Suiye was packed like never before.

There were two or three hundred thousand people in the city, all of them were monks with great magical powers.

Ninety-nine percent of the world's cultivation forces are gathered here, which is truly an unprecedented event.

In the central square, the righteous and the evil were stationed at both ends of the square, as if clearly divided.

Because there were so many people talking and noisy, the place was in chaos.

However, in the hall where high-level meetings were held, it was unexpectedly quiet.

Some matters concerning coordination have gone through several rounds of voting.

As the only celestial being in this world, Xu Zhiqiu naturally occupies the most central position.

But at the moment, there is still one most critical issue that has not been resolved.

——human heart.

Following a cough, the teacups on the table and chairs shook. It was the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Poison God, who stood up by supporting himself on the table.

He has lived for nearly six hundred years, and his life span is running out. He looks very old and frail.

He bowed to Xu Zhiqiu who was sitting in the main seat above:

"Just because of your words, Master Xu, the whole world has moved, because we all believe in you. But today, I have the guts to ask you a question in person -"

Xu raised his hand to signal him to say it was okay.

The Poison God coughed twice again to cover up the blood on his palms.

"According to what you said, the God's descendants are so powerful that they are in an absolutely advantageous position. This means that this battle is destined to be extremely difficult, and even if we use all our strength, we may not be able to gain a glimmer of hope, right?"

Xu Zhiqiu nodded.
"I don't want to deceive you with white lies. This battle is indeed a life-and-death struggle."

"That means, even if we win this battle, it will be extremely tragic..."

The Poison God looked like a candle in the wind, his face turning paler with every word he spoke.

He stared at Xu Zhiqiu, his cloudy old eyes revealing a sense of sadness and pleading.

Then he said:
"If God favors us, and we humans finally win a tragic victory, but it causes the blood of us gentlemen and even hundreds of millions of people to be shed, then in your opinion, is such a victory worth it?"

"..."

Xu Zhiqiu frowned. This old Poison God was already so weak, but he still refused to speak his mind all at once?

He looked at the several members of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect behind the Poison God, and then at the several senior leaders of the Ghost King Sect nearby.

But almost all of them had heavy expressions on their faces.

After thinking about it, he understood.

The forces of good and evil have been at odds with each other for thousands of years, and both sides are deeply wary of each other.

The Cultivation Alliance is a neutral organization on the surface, but in reality its core is on the side of righteousness.

The most important Trinity Sect today is also the orthodox mysterious sect.

Then, in this meeting,

Who is the chess piece? Who is the abandoned piece? Who is the chess player?
He himself is like a magic needle sticking here,

But if he cannot maintain an absolutely fair stance, how can these people from the evil sect dare to entrust their lives to him?
"Your worries are understandable. In this case, I have something to say to ease your worries."

After Xu Zhiqiu finished speaking, he stood up from his seat.

As soon as he stood up, everyone present stood up at once.

He walked straight out of the hall. There was a lot of noise outside, but as soon as he came out, everyone quieted down.

Xu Zhiqiu stood in the middle of the venue, turned around and looked around, only to see crowds of people and a huge momentum.

"Today, Xu points to the sky as a witness."

His voice was not particularly excited and his movements were normal.

However, the sound was like rolling thunder, making it impossible for the hundreds of thousands of people present to miss it.

Wherever his right hand pointed, a big hole appeared silently in the clouds in the sky.

However, this finger not only penetrated the white clouds, but also pierced through the atmosphere, revealing the void outside the sky.

Looking out from the cave, the blue sky was long gone, replaced by a cosmic sky shining with bright stars.

In the eyes of everyone, this move is no less than that of a god.

The exclamations came and went, and everyone was shocked.

A finger pierces the sky.

It’s not an exaggeration!

In the back, Lu Xueqi's surprise was beyond words.

A pair of clear eyes were fixed on him motionlessly, gazing at his tall and solid back.

Her consciousness seemed to have returned to the past, to the tall and straight back of the man who stood in front of her on the Daling Mountain, facing the baboon monster alone.

The sky suddenly darkened.

Everyone looked up in astonishment, only to see a huge black banner appear in the sky at some point in time. It was so heavy that it covered the entire sky.

"On the day when the descendants of the gods descend, I will use all my profound skills to fight to the death. So I swear here, you all listen carefully--"

Xu Zhiqiu was seen pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the ground, with the same wild and unrestrained look as when Sakyamuni was born in the Buddhist scriptures.

————I am the only one who is supreme in the world.

Everyone held their breath and watched Xu Zhiqiu swear an oath to the dark banner and to the general trend of humanity.

"Where I stand is the center of the human world. As long as my body is immortal, humanity will exist. If humanity dies, my body will also perish. Time is the mark, and the void is the inscription. If there is anyone who harbors evil and prejudice, and oppresses his fellow men, I will make my heavenly and human fruits disintegrate into ashes, and my soul will fall into the underworld, and there will be no liberation forever!"

These words were so powerful that they resounded throughout heaven and earth.

Hundreds of thousands of monks present fell into silence at the same time.

After a long time, someone trembled and sang in a low voice:

"How can you say you have no clothes~" (End of this chapter)