Chapter 3 I've waited for you, Goddess
At this moment, the armored men and scholars retreated frantically.
Su Yao, hiding in the shadows, also stared at the bronze bell floating in the boy's palm in disbelief.
But all these actions, all these pictures.
As Liang Hui tapped the bronze bell with his slightly bent fingers, everything froze.
Boom!
The simple and heavy sound of the bell spreads around the temple.
The armored men and scholars who had just escaped from the temple fell down without any strength to struggle.
Regardless of their strength, the soldiers on the periphery fell down like harvested rice and wheat.
And outside the hidden temple, all the peepers who had escaped several killings also fell.
In the blink of an eye, corpses were floating all over the area surrounding the temple. The ground was almost dyed red with blood, and the blood flowing on the ground constantly smelled of rust.
Under the silver light of the bright moon, the young man looked pale, with his head slightly tilted, looking at Su Yao who appeared in the temple again.
The playful smile on the girl's face had turned into solemnity, and she looked at the broken bell in Liang Hui's hand with complicated eyes.
In that memory that seemed like the future, she had once held this bell and overturned all living beings in the world.
"So it's true. Is it possible for us to have such a glorious future? Your Majesty the Divine Emperor."
"Who knows?"
Liang Hui whispered, but his eyes were always fixed on the girl's footsteps. He did not have the slightest trust in the girl now.
The reason why he did not attack Su Yao just now was not only because he did not want the Demon Spirit Sect to go all out to hunt him down, but also because he was not sure he could kill the girl completely.
After all, Taoist magic is mysterious and unpredictable, and the Demon Spirit Sect is the best among them, so the art of death substitution is a must for them.
The girl felt the vigilance in Liang Hui's eyes.
With a light chuckle, the complex emotions in his eyes dissipated, and were filled with agility.
Without any hesitation, he turned around, walked slowly out of the temple, and disappeared from sight on a bloody trail.
Only one sentence reached the boy's ears.
"My master and that senior sister will be here soon."
The words were blown away by the wind.
Only Liang Hui sat on the Buddha statue's head with a normal expression. He slowly retracted his outstretched hand, and the broken and sacred bronze bell also disappeared into the boy's mind.
He glanced at Liang Si, who had fallen asleep on the ground without him noticing, and then he looked away.
Feeling my body becoming increasingly weak and tired, I had to fight against the constant onslaught of sleepiness.
You can't rest at this time no matter what. Once you fall asleep, you may never wake up again.
The moonlight is bright and the trees are tall and straight.
A graceful figure stood on a tree branch with her back to the moonlight, gazing at the dilapidated temple and the bloody earth.
Suddenly, a figure in white came running towards the temple, leaving a trail of shadows on the ground.
The moment he stepped into the temple, he turned and looked at the big tree.
Their eyes met and intertwined, one side was smart and cunning, while the other side was just misty and could not be seen clearly.
Then, the white figure stepped into the temple.
"What a beautiful goddess! Even I am tempted." The girl smiled lightly, her shoulders trembling slightly, her jade-like skin shining in the moonlight, even more attractive.
At this point, the figure completely disappeared from the spot.
In the temple.
The air was filled with the smell of blood and fishy stench. A graceful figure in white came walking in the blood, with her black hair loose and a temperament that transcended the ordinary.
Her face was covered with a veil, and her eyes were misty, which made people's heart beat faster. She had beautiful red lips and a crystal silver bracelet on her wrist.
The graceful lotus steps and the clinking of bracelets made a crisp and pleasant sound, washing away the bloodstains in the temple with a holy glow.
At this moment, the woman became more ethereal.
In a flash, the blood stain disappeared, and the woman carefully looked at the weak and nearly dying boy in front of her. He was thin and dark, wearing a linen shirt that was rarely worn by ordinary people, and the only thing he had was a pair of bright eyes.
Such an ordinary boy, in that memory that seemed like the future, actually accomplished such a great feat and fulfilled the ideal pursued by the ancestors of the sect - transcendence and harmony.
Although in that memory the young man killed countless people, joined the evil path, and even killed herself and destroyed the Yuanyang sect she belonged to.
But at this moment, nothing has happened yet.
The woman's red lips slightly parted.
"Liang Hui, Divine Emperor, Demon Immortal."
"Ahem, whether you are the God Emperor or the Demon Fairy, I just want to live, Lady Goddess."
Liang Hui responded intermittently while coughing softly.
As he said, at this moment he just wanted to survive.
"Lady Goddess." The woman chuckled, her bright eyes casting a layer of light into the temple.
"In my memory, you also called me that, but in the end, you still resolutely waited for me and rang the bell for the end!"
"My teachers, elders, companions, all my old friends, and myself have been buried in the dust of history by you."
Although the words were light, they carried a chilling murderous intent.
"I have never done that. I am just a farmer named Liang Hui from Huaiyuan Town. I have never been a God Emperor or a Demon Fairy."
“I just want to survive.”
Liang Hui murmured in a low voice.
As the words fell, the temple fell into silence.
The only sound was Liang Hui's continuous coughing, but the sound was getting lower and lower.
After a long time, the woman in white waved her hand, and streams of light fell on the boy's almost exhausted body, and his weak body improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Feeling his body turning around, Liang Hui breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the crisis was over.
After all, the bet was right. The goddess of Yuanyang Sect had the same personality as in that memory.
Tao comes first, and everything else comes second.
And what this goddess seeks is the transcendence and unity pursued by the ancestors of Yuanyang Sect.
This was also the shortcut for him to plan to join the Yuanyang Sect. As for that memory, he finally joined the Demonic Path.
Don’t joke about that now. After that memory that seemed to be from the future was widely spread, he simply eliminated the option of joining the Demonic Path.
He knew very well what the evil people in this world were like. Ninety-nine percent of them were lunatics, perverts, and delusional people.
If I go there with my current identity, I will definitely be skinned and my tendons will be pulled out, and my soul may even be burned to death.
Even if you have a powerful weapon like the Liuguang Clock, it won’t work.
But it is different for a righteous sect like Yuanyang Sect. Although there are still dirty things in the sect, at least the people are normal.
They will be afraid and cautious, so they can communicate and find a way to survive.
Therefore, going to the righteous sect is the best choice.
While he was thinking, the woman in white had slowly walked up to Liang Hui. A green jade bottle appeared out of thin air on her fair palm and she handed it to the young man.
"Xiao Yang Yuan Dan, a holy medicine for treating internal injuries and replenishing vital energy."
"Thank you, Goddess."
Liang Hui whispered, took the jade bottle without hesitation, poured out a pill and swallowed it.
The pill melts in the mouth and turns into warm currents that flow toward the five internal organs.
Chant.
Under the influence of the warm current, Liang Hui's painful internal organs felt as comfortable as if they were being massaged, and he could not help but scream out.
At the same time, the flowing light clock in my mind, which had been vibrating to prevent accidents, also calmed down.
(End of this chapter)