Staring at the chessboard destroyed by the sword energy, Moro's expression remained calm, with only his long black hair floating slightly.
"The most poisonous thing in the world is human emotions and desires. It's like a leaf that blocks the eyes and cannot see the universe. It's pitiful that you are talented and intelligent, but you still can't escape this cage." After a pause, he said: "Those who are shouting to overturn the chessboard. People just want to be the next chess player." Li Daoxuan didn't want to argue with him anymore. This was a difference in philosophy between the two of them. Neither would be convinced. Words were meaningless. Only victory or defeat could prove who was right.
"Where did you tie Yan'er?" Li Daoxuan felt very pity for the little girl who sacrificed himself to save Changle. If there was still a chance, he wanted to try to save Yan'er.
Such a kind little girl should not end up like this. At least Li Daoxuan wanted to send her to reincarnation so that she could enjoy the love of her parents in the next life.
Moro said calmly: "That little girl is like a rotten tree. I sent her into the palace, let her get close to Changle, and observed Changle's every move. I wanted her to replace Changle and possess him in the future."
"In this way, she can become the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty from a commoner's daughter. Although she is still a mortal, she can enjoy the wealth and honor that ordinary people dream of. She can be regarded as reaching the sky in one step." After a pause, he shook his head and said, "It's a pity. , she actually felt pity for Chang Le, and finally betrayed me, but it doesn't matter, her role was to lure you out of Chang'an City, so that Heishan could take away the queen's soul. As long as this purpose is achieved, whether it is a chess piece or a chess piece, Abandoned son, what difference does it make?" Hearing the indifferent words in his mouth, it seemed as if it was not a living life, but just grass on the roadside, dust on the sleeves, weightless at all.
The anger in Li Daoxuan's heart was burning little by little. He couldn't help but think of the moldy candy. The reason why it was filled with strong Yin energy was because Yan'er often played with it in her hands.
A little girl of thirteen or fourteen turned into a lonely soul wandering between heaven and earth, and was gradually forgotten by her parents.
When she quietly looked out the window at the happy family inside, what she longed for most was not to become a prominent Tang princess, but to walk into that simple but cozy thatched hut.
Moro said calmly: "I don't know how many people like Yan'er are as small and humble as ants in this world. They have one thing in common, that is, they will never be satisfied." Moro raised his eyes and looked at Li Daoxuan with a smile. With a trace of ridicule, he said: "Li Daoxuan, you once gave hope to the people of Chang'an, but when you encounter danger, will those ants who are greedy for life and afraid of death come to help you?"
"They won't. Even if they are in danger, they will blame you immediately and blame you for not protecting them in time." Li Daoxuan remained silent.
Moro smiled upon seeing this and continued: "Very good, it seems that you are not a stubborn person. On this point, we have reached a consensus."
"You are wrong." Li Daoxuan raised his eyes and his voice was sonorous and powerful.
"Not everyone in this world is as selfish as you think, otherwise in the dream of the Heavenly Master, you would not have failed." Moro paused slightly.
He once successfully caught Zhang Zhiyan's weakness and weakness and trapped him in a dream. With Zhang Zhiyan's magical power and cultivation, he could only sink helplessly and be willing to die.
But he never thought that that perfect plan would be ruined by an ordinary woman. Zhang Zhiyan's wife, a mortal, calmly rejected the temptation of immortality and exchanged her soul for Zhang Zhiyan's freedom and liberation.
This made Moro feel very ironic for a time. He had set up a trap for sixteen years and stumped the number one Taoist man in the contemporary world, but it was broken by an ordinary person.
Li Daoxuan's eyes were bright. He remembered the old shopkeeper of Chang'an Restaurant when Wang Bo was kidnapped by Maha. The old man took out his treasure, a century-old fine wine, and asked for help from strangers to rescue Wang Bo.
It is true that some people in Chang'an hate bad people and think that they associate with demons all day long and regard them as unlucky, but there are also many people, like the old shopkeeper of Chang'an Restaurant, who repay their kindness and are grateful.
Wang Bo once told Li Daoxuan that some of the children his master saved back then would go with their parents to sweep the Yingling Tomb and offer a bouquet of white chrysanthemums to pay homage during the Qingming Festival.
Li Daoxuan believed that the Tang Dynasty would eventually be a Tang Dynasty where all nations would come to dynasty and embrace the whole world. The people of the Tang Dynasty could tolerate foreign guests, so how could they not tolerate these bad people who risked their lives to protect them?
"Moluo, I don't know what happened in the eternal night, nor why the gods and Buddhas disappeared, but no matter what your reasons are, you can't hide your ambition." After a pause, Li Daoxuan said word by word: "Perhaps, the world does not need gods and Buddhas at all." Moro quietly savored Li Daoxuan's words and said seriously: "Maybe there is some truth in what you said, but... you are still too naive."
"Li Daoxuan, if you can survive, you might as well see with your own eyes the awe the people of Chang'an have for me after this heavy rain."
"You will find out then..."
“The world will not remember God’s gifts, but will remember God’s punishments.”…Hongyi Palace. Li Shimin paced back and forth, waiting for news from Li Daoxuan.
After learning that Li Yuan was likely to be involved in Moro's conspiracy, he became more and more uneasy. He even looked at Li Yuan who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his heart.
But he quickly dismissed it. First of all, Li Yuan is his father after all. Since ancient times, brothers have been fighting for the throne. It is not uncommon for brothers to fight against each other, but it is rare for them to kill their biological father.
The word "filial piety" is more important than a thousand pieces. Secondly, Taichong is still in a dream. If he kills Li Yuan, wouldn't he put Taichong in danger?
Just as he was lingering, noisy footsteps suddenly sounded outside.
"Your Majesty, it's not good!" Gao Quan ran over in the heavy rain and said loudly: "The heavy rain washed away the rivers, and the rivers near Chang'an City... all burst their banks!" Li Shimin was shocked, Chang'an City surrounded Bashui, There are eight rivers: Wei, Jing, Feng, Lao, Jian, Pou, Chan and Ba. The eight rivers divide their flow and floods rarely occur.
But once it happens, it will be earth-shattering and the water will last forever! At this moment, Li Shimin was so anxious that he seemed to have seen the miserable situation of the people before his eyes. He immediately ordered: "Quickly, mobilize the imperial army and follow me to rescue people!" After that, he ignored Li Yuan and Taichong and rushed out of the palace first. , only to find that even in the palace, the water had already reached his ankles.
...in a dream. Moro's appearance began to change slowly, his black hair turned into white hair, his beard became gray, and his skin wrinkled, and he gradually turned into Li Yuan's appearance.
Only his deep eyes still retain the temperament of Moro.
"Li Daoxuan, although you have overturned the chessboard, the real game has just begun. Try to... survive." An ominous premonition suddenly arose in Li Daoxuan's heart.
He immediately formed a sword with his fingers and slashed at Moro's forehead. But the sword finally stopped in front of Li Yuan's forehead, because Moro had disappeared without even a trace of breath left. He actually gave up this body that he had worked so hard to obtain!
Li Daoxuan frowned and prepared to leave the dreamland. Suddenly, an old hand held his wrist, still trembling due to exhaustion of energy.
"Save...save Chang'an..." The old man's voice was like a rotten bellows, hoarse and low, as if just these few words had exhausted all the strength in his body.
Li Daoxuan raised his eyes and stared at the old man in front of him. Li Yuan actually still had a trace of remnants left. After Moro's soul left, he finally gained control of his physical body again.
However, Li Daoxuan has already seen that his spirit is like a leaf falling in the wind, which is only sustained by his last breath.
"Save Chang'an...save...the Tang Dynasty..." On his deathbed, Li Yuan's old and turbid eyes were filled with guilt and self-blame. He was possessed and controlled by Moro and had done many bad things, and now he was about to be destroyed. Li Tang Jiye.
Therefore, he held on for his last breath and begged Li Daoxuan to save Datang. Li Dao
He released Li Daoxuan's hand and bowed with all his strength, but before he bowed down, his body became darker and darker, almost transparent.
Li Dao He shook his head at Li Daoxuan.
Without speaking, it actually explained a lot. In the end, he still did not forgive Li Shimin, the son he was most proud of and loved.
In this absurd dream, Li Yuan's spirit completely dissipated. The last words left to this world by this once ambitious and famous founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty were to save Chang'an and the Tang Dynasty.
Until his death, he never forgave Li Shimin. ...With the death of Li Yuan, the dream also collapsed, as if the mirror was smashed into pieces, and the whole world became fragmented.
Li Daoxuan suddenly realized that this should be a trap left by Moro. If he cannot leave the dream in time, he will be lost here forever, shattered with this empty world, and there will be no more Li Daoxuan in the world.
And Li Yuan's lingering thoughts must have been intentionally left behind by Moro. He guessed that Li Yuan would talk to Li Daoxuan, which prevented Li Daoxuan from leaving here immediately. By the time he reacted, the dream world had collapsed.
Poor Li Yuan was also a generation of emperors, but even his last remaining thoughts were plotted by Moro.
"Don't be afraid, my benefactor!" After Moro left, the devil boy finally stopped hiding behind Li Daoxuan. He jumped out, and the jade seal on his hand bloomed again. The incense power he had accumulated so hard was quickly consumed, leaving the man on the verge of collapse. The dream world gradually stabilized.
There was a hint of pain in the demon boy's eyes. These incense powers were extremely precious. After he obtained the divine status, he worked conscientiously and fulfilled his duties, but he only accumulated so much.
This time I used more than half of it. He held Li Daoxuan's hand and took him out of the dream world. He quickly disappeared like a fish swimming in water or a bird flying in the forest.
...Hongyi Palace. Li Daoxuan and the devil boy appeared again. He touched the devil boy's little head and did not hesitate to praise him.
"Thanks to you this time, I will commend you to the Empress for your contribution. The Empress will reward you with all the incense power consumed this time." Li Daoxuan smiled slightly. He still has a little face with the Empress.
Hearing this, the demon boy suddenly beamed with joy, and his smile almost broke.
"My dear friend, why are you so embarrassed..." He said this, but the joy in his eyes was beyond words. The little guy who was about a foot tall still didn't know what it meant to be inexpressible in expressions of joy and anger.
The demon boy was naturally happy. During his time in the Qing Ning World, he had become familiar with many people due to his cute appearance, and he also understood the rules of the Qing Ning World.
In the Green Underworld, the Queen in Green is the absolute ruler, and she can decide the life and death of ghosts and gods with just one word. As we all know, the Queen in Tsing Yi is very cold and holy. Except for Xiaoqueer and her mother-in-law, it is difficult for other ghosts and gods to see her. Even if they do, they will be frightened and dare not look directly at her beauty.
But I don’t know who spread the gossip, saying that although the Empress is selfless, she values Qingming Envoy Li Daoxuan the most. However, the Qingyi Empress will personally take care of all the souls that Li Daoxuan sends to the afterlife, and will also take appropriate care of them.
If Qing Mingshi is willing to say a kind word, it is better than ordinary people saying thousands of words of praise in front of the empress! The devil boy had a vague understanding of this. He was introduced by Li Daoxuan, so he was naturally regarded as Li Daoxuan's person by the ghosts and gods in the Qingming Realm. No ghost or god dared to deliberately embarrass him.
Li Dao , just let me join you, I'm so powerful now!" Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, and said: "You have helped me a lot, and I promised your father that I will take good care of you. Be obedient and go back quickly. "Although the devil boy is no longer what he used to be, the fields involved in his priesthood are all related to dreams. Without dreams, his real combat power is not strong.
At Li Daoxuan's request, the demon boy could only turn back three times in one step and return to the statue. Before leaving, he reluctantly said: "My dear friend, please call me out more often in the future!" He muttered: "If you call me out, I can come out to play openly, and my wife will not Blame it..." Li Daoxuan shook his head and laughed. How long has this little guy been at work and he is already thinking about fishing?
After the demon boy left, Li Daoxuan looked back at Li Yuan's body, then opened the door and looked into the still fierce rainstorm.
At the same time, in Shunfeng's ears, he also heard the wailing of countless people in Chang'an.
"Help! I don't know how to swim!"
"Be careful, madam, there are monsters underwater!"
"Run away, the monster is eating people!"
"It's water monkeys, there are so many water monkeys!" Li Daoxuan opened his eyes and saw that the entire city of Chang'an was like a funnel without holes, being poured back by the raging flood, and the surging water vapor was almost overwhelming.
Only buildings on higher ground such as the Imperial Palace and Zhaoling Mausoleum were spared. The admirable "eight rivers surrounding Chang'an" in "Shanglin Fu" have now become eight life-threatening hooks.
What's even more terrifying is that under the flood, there are strange figures wandering, looking like apes, with hair and claws like sharp blades.
They were densely packed and swarmed, like a swarm of ants coming out of their nest, and bees flying by, as far as the eye could see. For a moment, Li Daoxuan's mind recalled what the madman in Xuzhou City had said.
"There are thousands of water ghouls in the Sishui River, more than the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals!"
