On the tower of the capital of the Han Dynasty, the Han Emperor stretched out his hand and collected the imperial seal in his palm with a solemn expression.
qqxδnew He turned around and faced the old-looking Prime Minister Zhuge Ce with a feather-shaped turban. He was like a child who had done something wrong. He lowered his head and whispered: "Father, I did something wrong again." Zhuge Ce looked at the Han Emperor and said with a complicated expression: "Your Majesty, there is no need to blame yourself. The old minister has already prepared a countermeasure. Your Majesty, please stay outside the city for a while and wait until the storm subsides before returning." The Han Emperor looked at Zhuge Ce and said after a long time He nodded and said, "I'm waiting for my father-in-law to pick me up." After saying that, Emperor Han turned around and stepped forward.
"Your Majesty!" Zhuge Ce knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, please follow the late emperor's last wish and revive our great Han Dynasty!"
"Xiangfu, get up! Xiangfu, get up!" Emperor Han hurriedly helped Zhuge Ce up and said: "I promise Xiangfu, I promise Xiangfu!" The emperor and his ministers looked at each other for a long time, and then Emperor Han left.
After the Han Emperor left, Zhuge Ce almost fell down. His lifespan was exhausted and he would die almost at any time.
At this time, the coercion of heaven filled the entire Eastern Territory, and countless thunder exploded in the void. The image of the apocalypse made the people all over the city scream in shock, and they all knelt down to beg God for mercy.
But soon, he was led by soldiers to leave the imperial city and seek refuge elsewhere. On the city wall, a young general led his men to bring the piano case and other items. He said to Zhuge Ce: "Prime Minister, everything you ordered is here. Please take a look, Prime Minister."
"Okay!" Zhuge Ceqiang braced himself, turned around and said to the young general: "Bo Yue, from now on this great Han Dynasty will be entrusted to you." The young general was shocked and said: "Prime Minister, why are you doing this? "Said Zhuge Ce: "My life span has expired, and there is no possibility of extending my life. Now that the human race is in great danger, both as a great man and as a common people, I will take this last step."
"Prime Minister..." The young general's eyes filled with tears, but he didn't know what to say. Zhuge Ce smiled and said: "Your Majesty is young, so it's all up to you to help me. I'd like to ask you, old minister! It's getting late, so you should leave as soon as possible!"
"Prime Minister!" All the soldiers knelt on the ground, bid farewell to the Prime Minister, and then left the imperial city. Today, apart from Zhuge Ce, there is no one left in Nuoda Imperial City.
Zhuge Ce waved his sleeves, and a total of seven lamps arranged like seven stars floated in the void. But he saw that the Taoist charm spread all over Zhuge Ce's body, the yin and yang qi circulated around the sky, and the heavenly fire descended, lighting up the seven star lamps.
Immediately afterwards, from above the void, the starlight broke through the clouds and mist, and intersected with the star lamps: "The seven stars are arrayed and willing to compete, and the shining lamps shine brightly. I pray that the universe will be orderly, and that you can defy the sky and change your life to avoid death." Zhuge Ce Taking one step forward, he stood in the star lamp array. The shadow of a main lamp lit up, and the flame continued to rise.
Even Zhuge Ce's expression became much more energetic. The seven-star lantern hung in the air. Zhuge Ce reached out and made a move, and the piano case fell in front of him. He sat down cross-legged, placed the white feather fan on the table, stretched out his hand to caress the strings of the piano, and said: "God is angry, "Why should I tell the world?" These words contained a Taoist rhyme and were spread throughout the Eastern Region. Countless people heard this and looked sideways, but they didn't know who did it.
Thunder roared loudly in the sky, and the thunderbolts represented the wrath of heaven, which was constantly erupting towards the lower world.
Zhuge Ce played his hands slowly, and the sound of the piano flowed out from his fingers, and the music of the strings spread throughout the Eastern Region, even reaching the underworld.
In the void, a bolt of thunder suddenly fell towards Zhuge Ce, but the next moment, amid the sound of the piano, the thunder suddenly exploded and was annihilated into nothingness.
Zhuge Ce closed his eyes and was speechless, moving his hands, the sound of the piano was flawless, and the string music was melodious and intoxicating.
Countless Han people knelt on the ground. At this moment, they were not praying for God's forgiveness, but they were facing Zhuge Ce and asking for the Prime Minister's protection.
The Han emperor and his entourage, who had already left the imperial city, heard the music of Zhuge Ce's zither, and many ministers shed tears. Emperor Han even cried loudly: "Xiangfu, please don't let anything happen to you. I can't live without my Xiangfu!" Outside Taiyue City, Gu Yuan and other sect leaders were all a little surprised.
Duan Shanhai was the first to say: "Is this the direction of the Han Dynasty? There is such a master in the dynasty." Sun Chengzong said: "The Han Dynasty should be Prime Minister Zhuge. No wonder Prime Minister Zhuge single-handedly saved the Han Dynasty from danger. He actually has such a level of cultivation, I am afraid he is far superior to you and me." Qing Buqi said: "First there was Baili Longteng, and now there is Zhuge Ce. Although your sect and ours are known as the leaders of the three religions, at this time How embarrassing is this feeling?" After hearing this, Gu Yuan snorted coldly: "Does this Zhuge Ce also want to imitate the dragon soaring for hundreds of miles? An earthworm can't shake a tree." Above the capital of the Han Dynasty, the thunder in the sky has destroyed the void, and the pressure of heaven is like a flood. It poured down and hit Zhuge Ce.
Zhuge Ce stroked the strings with his hands, and a clear light spread all over his body. He suppressed the power of that heaven and resisted it, but could not hurt him in the slightest.
The sound of the piano suddenly contained a murderous aura, and then, the invisible power spread in all directions along with the string music, destroying all the power of the heaven.
Immediately afterwards, I saw that above the entire Han capital, it seemed as if a giant hand slowly lifted up, supporting the entire heaven and raising it to the sky.
Thunder struck down one after another, but they were all defeated by Zhuge Ce's music. Zhuge Ce closed his eyes and was speechless, with his back to an empty city, but now he had to compete with Heaven.
The pressure of heaven became even stronger. In the thunder field, a huge thunder god appeared. He looked ferocious, surrounded by thunder and lightning, glaring at Zhuge Ce.
Zhuge Ce slowly opened his eyes, looked at the God of Thunder, and said: "The way of heaven is unkind, and treats all things as stupid dogs." The God of Thunder roared, and actually brought the sky full of thunder to attack Zhuge Ce. The purple thunder and lightning almost covered the sky. Covered, mountains and rivers collapsed, time and space collapsed, like a scene of the end of the world.
Zhuge Ce was unhurried, and the invisible power around his body turned into giant hands to support the pressure of heaven, and then waves of awe-inspiring aura greeted the thunder in the sky like tentacles.
When the two came into contact, there was no winner or loser. The God of Thunder roared angrily, and struck head-on with a huge thunder ax in his hand.
Zhuge Ce's music continued, and a ray of light shot out from his body, shrouding the God of Thunder, and then dense chains appeared out of thin air, trapping the God of Thunder and unable to move.
With a thought in Zhuge Ce's mind, a long sword on the shelf behind him unsheathed, flew into the air, and chopped off the Thunder God's head.
The God of Thunder fell down and turned into thunder and lightning again, scattering into the void. The thunder in the sky lost its control and all dissipated, returning to the sky.
......... In a thatched cottage somewhere, Hua Yuanquan looked at the image of the Han capital in front of him and said: "Prime Minister Zhuge is worthy of being a classmate of the three religions. He is a practitioner of hundreds of schools of thought, including Confucianism, Military Affairs, Taoism and Legalism. It's a pity that the law has such power." He Zudao, who was sitting on the side drinking tea, said with a smile: "It's a pity that you searched for Baili Longteng back then. If you had replaced Zhuge Ce, you might have a better chance of winning." Hua Yuanquan could not deny it. He nodded and said: "Baili Longteng used the method of yin and yang dual cultivation, as well as the magic power to kill people, to fight against the way of heaven. Prime Minister Zhuge has reached such a state by relying on his own mysterious cultivation, and he can make judgments."
"It's a pity that Zhuge Ce will not let you manipulate him," He Zudao said with a smile: "In his heart, he only has the friendship between the emperor and his subjects, the kindness of knowing and encountering him, and your eternal life. He has never had any illusions. What's more, he has expired. At this moment It’s just a last ditch effort.”
"The seven-star lantern that defies heaven and prolongs life!" Hua Yuanquan looked at the seven star lanterns behind Zhuge Ce and said: "The way of heaven cannot be destroyed, but I don't know the meaning of the great way, how about it?"... In the sky of Taiyue City, each person The sect leaders still haven't dispersed, but they no longer have a strong enemy. Instead, they stand on their own sides, with no trust in each other.
Jian Hongye was slightly startled, looking at the strange images in the sky, and blurted out: "The power of heaven seems to be a little weaker." Yin Mengsong shook his fan and looked in the direction of the Han Dynasty: "Prime Minister Zhuge, the most holy!" Qing Buqi smiled and said: "It seems that our human race is fine!" Duan Shanhai stroked his beard and said: "The matter has not been settled yet, it is too early to say this." Li Mo said: "With one's own strength, one can resist the power of heaven. Two people have appeared today, I wonder if there is a third or fourth person." An Yin sneered and said: "We, the leader of the Three Religions, don't even have such people, but I can't imagine how many people there are in this world." Even if he dies, Zhuge Ce may not be able to survive. If people like this spread all over the world, what else do we need to do?"
"Oh" Li Mo sneered when he heard this and said, "That makes sense. It would be more appropriate to kick you out of Linglong Blessed Land and leave it to others."
"I have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. It seems that I, the exquisite blessed land, need to ask you for advice from Shuijing Cave!"
"We're always here for you!" The two women got into an argument again, but this time no one stopped them. Even Duan Shanhai and Huiming looked on with cold eyes.
Gu Yuan's eyes were deep and he said in a deep voice: "Who dares to challenge the power of heaven"... Above the capital of Han Dynasty, Zhuge Cemo picked up the strings, and the sound of the piano was melodious. Even under the thunder, he could hear it clearly. .
Behind him, the flame of the seven-star lantern was steady and motionless despite being blown by the strong wind. The shadow of the main lamp in the center symbolizes Zhuge Ce's lifespan. The lamp illuminates people's presence, and the lamp goes out and people die.
Above the sky, the thunder gradually became weaker and weaker, the clouds dispersed in all directions, and a streak of skylight leaked out. Zhuge Ce looked up and saw a figure standing in the light. It was vague and unclear.
Zhuge Ce seemed to understand and said: "The way of heaven has divine power, and the common people are not guilty!" The figure above the sky did not make any move.
But the seven-star lamp behind Zhuge Ce suddenly began to shake, and the flame swayed unsteadily, as if it was slowly extinguishing.
Zhuge Ce was not in a hurry, and said calmly: "My time has come. Even the Great Dao will not allow me to interfere in the affairs of the world?" The starlight gradually dimmed, and the shadow of the main lamp that symbolized life gradually became blurred. The flame became smaller and smaller, and Zhuge Ce's aura became weaker and weaker.
Above the Qiongxiao, the clouds covered the sky again, covering the figure. The skylight disappeared, leaving only dark clouds and the majesty of the sky.
At the top of Handu City, seven star lanterns slowly fell to the ground. Starting from the last one, the flame went out, followed by the second one.
"There is not much time left for me, veteran." Zhuge Ce looked complicated, and finally stopped playing the piano, took out a memorial from his sleeve, and placed it on the top of the city: "May your Majesty be pure in heart and have few desires, promise to love yourself and the people, and fulfill your wishes." Filial piety to the ancestors, keeping benevolence in the world, promoting the reclusive to promote the virtuous, rejecting the traitors and slanders in order to promote customs." The third lamp went out, Zhuge Ce faced the Han capital, kowtowed and said: "I have fulfilled your majesty's last wish. This is my crime!" The sixth lamp went out, Zhuge Ce turned around, reached out and gently stroked the feather fan: "My hair is like autumn frost, I don't know if you will recognize me when I see you again." The seventh lamp went out, and the main lamp was empty. The flame of the shadow passed away and then disappeared.
Zhuge Ce sat on the top of the city, staring at the sky, and his body gradually disappeared.
"The long sky is so thin"
