The Altar of Nothingness trembled, a buzzing sound sounded, and three guillotines of nothingness were pulled up high by an invisible force of rules...
The old woman Lei Li and the old man Yun Zong were trembling, but they couldn't even speak.
Thousands of upper-world monks behind him were frightened and felt the extremely strange power of rules on the altar. It seems that as long as I move, I will be punished...
The dean raised his head and looked at the sharp and sharp emptiness of the guillotine, which was rising continuously, and sighed: "It's coming..."
"It seems there is still some...reluctance to leave."
"Dean..." Su Mo looked at the three raised guillotines on the altar and the Tsing Yi under the guillotines. Two tears of farewell fell from his eyes, and he knelt in the void... ...
He knew that this was a situation the dean had laid out for several years, and there was nothing he could do.
I can only watch the dean die...
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All he could do was...watch Dean die.
The Void Beast turned to look at Su Mo beside him. He felt the same and bent his limbs as well, kneeling in the void.
Su Mo's teacher is also its teacher...
The dean turned his head, looked at the white man kneeling in the void, and smiled.
"Don't cry, I sent your senior brothers and sisters outside the world to prevent them from being affected by the awakening of the consciousness of heaven and earth..."
"I know you are also going to the outside world. After you resolve the matter in this world, how about you go to the outside world and then look for them?"
Su Mo knelt in the void, looking at the Qing Yi with the immortal energy floating in the air, and responded with a trembling voice:
"good!"
"It's over now, I can finally take a rest..." The dean smiled, his green clothes lifted up, and two crystal drops fell down.
If it weren't for the people of this world, how could he be willing to leave like this?
He hasn't seen his seven disciples grow up yet. This must be his biggest regret in his life...
He is also a person who has developed self-awareness...
This person knows suffering and the misery of those who are framed and killed by him...
People have feelings, the feelings they have with their many disciples...
"You don't know how difficult it is to be the master of the seven of you..." The dean looked at Su Mo and said with a smile.
"Everyone...so careless..."
The guillotine was continuously pulled up by the force of nothingness, emitting a dazzling cold light that reached the sky, and there was endless chill in the guillotine.
Su Mo looked deeply at the dean and shook his head slowly: "I won't do it again..."
The dean looked at Su Mo and nodded happily.
In fact, he still has the fifth game...
That is to sacrifice his own life to help Su Mo become a qualified chess player.
A qualified chess player must know bloody methods.
For example, the Human Emperor of Dahua planned to kill his own people and promote Confucianism.
Like him again, he set up a trap to kill thousands of people in this world, people in the upper and lower realms, and promoted the awakening of the consciousness of the world...
Su Mo is too white...
White is out of tune with the world...he keeps saying that.
Putting a red hairband on Su Mo's head was also a way to get a trace of blood on his body.
It's a pity that Su Mo couldn't understand it at that time...
Buzz!
The guillotine was pulled to its highest position, and the altar made a roaring sound.
Everyone in the imperial city looked at this illusory altar.
They naturally heard what the dean said, and naturally understood that the current situation was caused by that person.
But, he also wanted to save them...
The roaring sound from that altar was like a cry from heaven to earth.
The woman on the street in the imperial city knelt down, and also pulled the child beside her to kneel down.
The woman turned her head to look at her child and said, "You will remember what happened today forever!"
The child nodded and looked at the green robe above the void.
"Save the kids..."
The woman nodded and bowed deeply to Qing Yi on the altar of nothingness: "Best regards, Dean..."
The children also bowed down in the same way, but could not bow again...
"Congratulations to the dean..."
...
The scholar and the woman in the thatched hut also knelt down, looking deeply at the Tsing Yi on the empty altar in the distance...
"Congratulations to the dean..."
...
The defenders at the head of the imperial city were already kneeling on the ground, looking respectfully and sadly at Qing Yi above the sky.
Thousands of soldiers knelt down and worshiped, refusing to get up.
"Congratulations to the dean..."
...
Above the void, the Chinese Emperor with a sad face also knelt in the void, and the four-clawed golden dragon behind him also bent down and looked directly at the green man.
The Human Emperor opened his mouth and lowered his head: "Congratulations to the dean..."
The entire country, from the emperor to the common people, knelt down at this moment.
Everyone was bidding farewell to the dean of the academy who only lived for the people of the world...
"Congratulations to the dean..."
The sound of farewell echoed throughout the world, like a sad song.
Buzz!
Another cry sounded from the altar...
Su Mo knelt in the void and couldn't bear it any longer. He shouted loudly to the man in green clothes:
"Master..."
"You finally called me master..." The dean looked at Su Mo and smiled: "I know that you are very talented in poetry. Can you write a poem to send me off?"
"good......"
Su Mo stood up and looked up at the man in green...
The blue robe danced with the wind, and the gray long hair danced with a deep sense of reluctance...
"The green trees listen to the pelicans, and the partridges sing, and the cuckoos chirp."
"Crying to the end of spring has no place to go, and I hate Fangfei and have no rest."
Su Mo spoke slowly, and the world was silent. The Confucian clothes woven by thousands of ghosts were blown up by the wind, slapping the void...
"Not yet arrived, parting in this world..."
The dean looked at Su Mo with light in his eyes, as if he felt a little regretful for not being able to watch Su Mo grow up.
"Immediately the pipa gate will be closed and the gate will be darkened. The green chariot on the longer gate will leave the golden palace.
Look at Yanyan and send her back to my concubine. The general's reputation is ruined after a hundred battles.
Thousands of miles back to the river, old friends will never be seen again.
The water is flowing, the wind is cold in the west, and the people's clothes are like snow.
A strong man, but his tragic song has not yet been completed..."
Buzz!
The altar trembled again, the rising guillotine stopped, and countless rules of power between heaven and earth poured into the guillotine...
"The singing bird knows how to hate, but it doesn't cry to clear the tears, but it cries to shed blood."
Su Mo, dressed in white like snow, with white hair, sang the last elegy...
"Who can share with me, Drunk Mingyue..."
The dean looked deeply at Su Mo, his green clothes fluttering and he stood with his hands behind his back.
The gray beard trembled slightly, I don’t know if it was because of the wind...
"This life is enough..."
boom!
The three guillotines fell, carrying the power of the heavenly rules, and slashed through the three bodies on the altar...
The autumn wind flew by with two dead leaves, covering Su Mo's eyes at the right time...as if he didn't want him to see that scene...
Two crystal drops soaked into the dead leaves and were blown away by the wind...
"Jing Yan..."
"...Farewell Master."
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