"You still care about this kind of thing? It almost killed all your followers, right?"
Although he said this, Zhou Yu somewhat understood what the other party was thinking. In other words, it makes no difference to him whether he is a cohabitant who has been living with him for a long time or a beast that kills them all. Recognizing the equality of the two lives means both equal compassion and equal lack of mercy.
Sure enough, Sang Lian remained silent and showed no reaction. He was like a machine programmed in advance to answer only the necessary questions.
Seeing his attitude, Zhou Yu raised his head and started thinking. As he stared at the night sky, he noticed something special again.
Dark clouds, stars and moon, these no longer exist in the disintegrated vision. The black tide that had been seen before was no longer seen. What is wandering in the air is a slender but magnificent line.
The long line across the sky from east to west undulates in the sky like a tide, and the "waveform" with uncertain heights is like performing a certain piece of music.
The syllables intertwined by the rotation of the planets are the sounds of the celestial bodies that mortals cannot hear in their lifetime. Even he could only capture the aftermath of its oscillation visually.
But even so, he had definitely heard the sound of the stars rotating.
"...Ah, I remembered it."
Seeing the thin threads that weave the canopy, the memory of the body naturally wakes up. The origin, creator, and prototype of that piece of music are innate information.
"That's where the song "Laws of the Tao" came from... Really, taking things that belong to us and transforming them is what your teacher does."
Having said this, he held the hilt of the sword, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards Sang Lian with small steps.
"Okay, let that child go. Anyway, he is full now and will not cause any more trouble here in a short time. Then I will deal with you today."
He stopped ten steps away from Sang Lian. From this distance, he could already reach out and touch the edge of the colored light. When I tried to look at it with my eyes, the iridescence was just a flash of brilliance, with no thread that could be removed.
"This is your 'Dharma Realm'. With such a beautiful thing wrapped around it, it's no wonder that the swords in Hongxiang are unwilling to hurt you. But, this one in my hand is different."
The bone blade cut through the colored light, and messy lines flowed out from the fracture. He pulled it out with his eyes, like dismantling a piece of woven cloth, and the surrounding halo showed a trend of fragmentation.
Sang Lian was five steps away. Although she couldn't see the details of her face clearly, she still stood there like a sculpture. The hands hanging down showed no sign of resistance. If he continues with this attitude, even if a blade is attached to him, he will just kill him with his neck.
Even so, Zhou Yu did not hesitate. Following the gap created by the bone sword, he stepped into the flowing light.
Four steps. There is only a brilliant rainbow-like light in the field of vision.
The bone blade cuts through the light stream lightly, like dissecting a human body with a scalpel.
Three steps. By extracting the lines along the gap, the originally smooth and mirror-like light layers are dismantled layer by layer.
Different from Hongye's situation last time, Hongye's "moral" sword, even if it was physically close to Sanglian, could not cause harm to the colored light that symbolized the legal world. Even if it is a weapon that is abstracted as a concept, as long as it touches the five human virtues and is within the scope of earth, water, wind, and fire, then everything is in vain.
If you think about it this way, you can understand Motian's judgment.
There are only three types of poison that can swallow "emptiness". This is the obsession with "gain", the hatred of "loss", and the inversion of the two realms.
He possesses one of the three poisons, and as long as he has any grudge against the other person, it will be enough to corrupt this untainted Dharma Realm.
Just two steps away.
The boy with the red bead on his forehead was right in front of him. He could easily pierce him by holding out his sword blade. Before that, the sound of a roaring lion could be heard in my ears. The violent wind pressed down overhead.
Without any time to think, he pulled back. The heavy punch he swung passed by his cheek, sending the hair on his forehead flying.
"Life is so hard."
The tall figure standing in front of him, with no other possible option, was naturally the angry and panting Boss Yu.
Although he is also wrapped in the category of colored light, his image is very clear. Irregular outlines, messy lines, and flaws that can be seen everywhere. The threads in the abdominal gap cut open by the "beast" are particularly scattered. As long as you look at it for a few seconds, you can understand how to weave it. Because it was so easy, Zhou Yu turned away without interest.
"Go away and fight with someone like you who is not even a member of the family. You are simply devaluing yourself."
Boss Yu was still panting and seemed to be speechless. His wide-open eyeballs and twitching cheeks seemed to Zhou Yu to be just disorderly lines, and it was impossible to decipher the emotions expressed in them.
The mouth dripping with blood and saliva gradually opened, and the lines of air flow swirled like water vortices. This was a sign that the other party was about to roar. The roar of the liger and the tiger with the intention of destroying the devil would definitely be intolerable to the lower-class dependents.
Even he doesn't like to be harassed by that kind of voice full of human wishes.
So, at the moment when he saw the other person opening his mouth, he pulled out the stray threads in the center of the vortex.
"Ah...ah..."
The other party's whirring became distorted, as if something hard was blocked in his throat. In order to prevent him from spitting out the things, Zhou Yu weaved them with his eyes wholeheartedly.
Neatly laid short lines gradually fill the center of the wind vortex. Until this time, no human voice could be heard in my ears, only a sharp noise like a knife blade scraping glass.
Zhou Yu could no longer tell the opponent's current situation from his appearance. All he could see were the lines entrenched at the opponent's throat, neatly and tightly knitted into a square shape.
Although he once wanted to line up the opponent's entire body, he gave up halfway in the end. It's not because of any pity in my heart, it's just that I feel hesitant for no reason.
——He suddenly noticed that although it was easy to straighten the threads, it was absolutely impossible to get them back to their original messy appearance. Even if you break it up again and clear up the chaos, you will only create something completely different. The original messy blueprint was destined to be completely destroyed.
Even Momiji wouldn't be able to restore such an unstructured line drawing.
Once he understood that what he had done was irreversible, he hesitated somewhat. When was it? He vaguely felt that he had discussed this topic with others.
Just for such a brief moment of trance, the obstacles in front of me have been lifted by themselves. Perhaps it was the weakness caused by a large amount of blood loss, or perhaps it was because that special roar required a certain price, Boss Yu fell down again.
This time, he couldn't even make a sound to call his companions. What reached Zhou Yu's ears was a strange yet pleasant crisp sound.
It was like the sound of crystal layers growing out of cracks in rocks. The sound of beautiful jade breaking under impact. It's a sound that human tissue never makes.
The dissonance between his eyes that looked at the chaos and his ears that heard the strange and clear sounds made his thoughts become confused. The external intelligence collected by the two systems could neither be integrated nor chosen. He seemed to be wearing two watches pointing at different points at the same time. Although he could see the time clearly, he didn't know which one to trust.
In shock, he slightly loosened his grip on "Revenge". However, Sang Lian, who had been standing behind and watching quietly, suddenly knelt down at this moment.
The young man's intact and smooth hands grabbed a certain messy line on the ground. Zhou Yu could already tell the significance of this scene. It was Sang Lian holding the dying man's hand.
"I already know," he said quietly, "goodness."
The chaotic line representing Boss Yu immediately reacted. The frequent tremors gradually stopped, the meaningless crackling sounds became weaker, and finally turned into a completely still picture.
Sang Lian stood up.
His originally clear and smooth shoulders were twitching with countless tiny messy lines.
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