Chapter 285 Liang Hui: You look a lot like an old friend of mine

The chariot sped along, and golden light burst out from its body, like a huge sun patrolling the world.

Wherever he passed, the people celebrated and the cultivators were suppressed.

Yi Wuyun drove the chariot forward. At this moment, his body was still short and thin, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Over the past five days, every minute and every second, the things and events I witnessed were all so brilliant that I had never seen before.

The short body stood upright, hands tightly gripping the reins.

At the same time, listen to the chanting coming from behind.

"The Tao has clarity and turbidity, movement and stillness. The sky is clear and the earth is turbid. Men are clear and women are turbid. Men move and women are still. By reducing the root and flowing to the end, all things are born."

To the old man, every word is like the sound of a huge bell, echoing in his heart. Every word has profound meaning and explains the great truth.

Time passed by little by little, and the scriptures being recited gradually faded away.

The old man looked back at his teacher and the green flag standing beside him, then looked forward again.

The green flag was an instrument that the teacher had recently refined. It was extremely fierce and terrifying.

Suddenly, the old man frowned slightly, and two figures appeared in front of the chariot.

However, neither Taurus nor the old man stopped or changed direction.

"Your Majesty Qingcang, Chen Xian is here on behalf of the sect and wants to discuss something."

The woman was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, with her body slightly bent and a sincere expression. Beside her was a donkey chewing a carrot.

The chariot moved forward, and both sides of the chariot were filled with various scratches, including knife cuts, sword cuts, and fist marks. Each mark represented a conquest.

There are several traces among them that even the Taoist nun is very familiar with. They are the inherited spiritual methods of familiar sects and families.

At the same time, the murderous aura in the air pressed towards the woman along the chariot.

It seemed that the woman would be crushed to pieces in the next moment.

Chen Xian straightened her slightly bent waist and looked towards the chariot.

Her gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the golden light and see the figure sitting inside.

There was no response, and the chariot continued to move forward.

At the moment when it was about to touch the woman, a streak of light flashed and wrapped the woman and the donkey, and disappeared.

On the chariot, the Taoist nun and the donkey came to their senses and looked forward.

boom!
A big sun came into his eyes, and he sensed endless energy and blood being compressed within his seven-foot body.

How could it be so strong after only a few days? How could it be so strong?
At this moment, Liang Hui moved his gaze away from the scriptures and looked forward.

The nun stood there in a daze, with a confused look in her eyes. The donkey opened its mouth wide and the radish it was chewing fell onto the chariot.

"Demon?"

Beneath the indifferent voice, the donkey could hear the undisguised disgust.

"Those who wear armor and fur have defiled the chariot."

The arm stretched out, crossed the space in an instant, and pressed on the donkey's head.

Runes covered the donkey's body along the palm, and the donkey's lively eyes became dull.

Only then did Liang Hui withdrew his hand and picked up the scripture again to read it.

The donkey also jumped out, came to the golden bull, and started pulling the chariot.

Only then did Chen Xian come back to her senses.

What just happened happened too fast.

In just a few breaths, the donkey, which was the elder of the sect, was controlled to pull the cart.

After calming down her turbulent emotions, the Taoist nun looked serious.

"Your Majesty, we have no ill intentions."

"I know, otherwise you won't have the chance to face me." Liang Hui looked at the scripture in his palm, and stroked the flagpole made of lapis lazuli with his other hand.

Feeling the coldness coming from it.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, the Divine Dynasty has dominated millions of miles of mountains and rivers. It has expanded too quickly and too decisively. It cannot expand any further. You now need to maintain stability, eliminate hidden dangers, and practice for a while before launching conquests."

The Taoist nun sat opposite the young man with a serious expression.

She had seen the people under the rule of the Divine Dynasty. Not to mention the chaos among the major forces now, even when the Daqian Dynasty still existed, the people's lives were much better than before. But all of this was a special situation under extremely high pressure.

She couldn't imagine how terrible the revenge would be for countless people if the person in front of her even briefly stalemated with the enemy.

It is not impossible that millions of miles of mountains and rivers are completely destroyed.

Hearing this, Liang Hui put down the scripture in his hand and looked at the woman sitting in front of him with deep eyes.

He saw what the woman was thinking.

"This should not be the message that Shangqing Sect wants to convey, but something you want to persuade."

The woman nodded, a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, she glanced at the donkey pulling the cart, and said:
"The sect's affairs are passed on by the elders."

"Then don't say it." Liang Hui laughed softly.

The Shangqing Sect is a sect with a history of 100,000 years. Although it is a bit dangerous for him at the moment, it is just a bit dangerous.

It doesn’t matter whether you say it or not, whether you mean it with malice or kindness.

The reason why he was allowed to come up for negotiation this time was only because of the woman in front of him.

Chen Xian's body was stiff, with surprise in her eyes.

"Shangqing Sect has good intentions, we..."

"You look very much like an old friend of mine." Liang Hui interrupted the woman and withdrew his hand from the flagpole.

"They both run around for the common people, and they are both innocent."

It is precisely because I have known the Taoist nun through "Ru Meng" that I feel this way.

The appearance is not similar at all, but the behavior and manner are all reminiscent of the old friend.

Liang Hui stood up straight with a serious look on his face:

"I will not lose, I will always win."

"You are facing this entire world. I don't believe you will always win." Chen Xian spoke every word, no longer caring about her own safety.

The more victorious the people before us are, the more tragic the fate of the people will be if they fail.

Liang Hui raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the long green banner standing beside him quickly shrank to the size of a palm and was held in his hand.

"Time will prove everything."

Chen Xian stood up and took a step to leave, as if she had thought of something.

"Can you release Elder Mao?"

Liang Hui played with the long banner and shook his head.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the chariot became depressing.

Between heaven and earth, there was only the roar of passing chariots, nothing else.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

A shout echoed through the mountains, interrupting the silence inside the chariot.

"Demon Lord Qingcang, my Nine Star Palace has been passed down for ten thousand years, how can we allow it to be swallowed up by the Divine Dynasty?"

The sky suddenly darkened, and nine stars appeared in the sky.

Inside each star stood a terrifying figure, looking down at the chariot.

The big star was bright, accompanied by roars and brilliant light. In an instant, it occupied the sky and the earth and pressed down on the chariot.

At the same time, nine stars left mysterious traces and pressed down.

Liang Hui raised his head, facing the scene that seemed like the end of the world, with an indifferent expression.

Holding the flagpole in his hands, he chopped down slowly.

A long green banner appeared above the chariot, fluttering in the wind, and the sound of war could be heard with every roll.

Afterwards, it climbed up against the wind and in an instant was as high as the sky.

The flagpole, like a pillar supporting heaven and earth, suddenly chopped down as the young man waved his hand.

Almost instantly, the starlight dissipated and the nine big stars collapsed.

Blood mixed with spiritual weapon fragments fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)