Book 6: Chapter 39: The Death Of The First Heaven Jealousy
The surrounding area was still pitch black, and even under his feet was deep darkness, but Bai Qiuran has indeed touched a substantial “bottom”.
Stepping on this floor, Bai Qiuran looked around and only saw pitch black. He wanted to release an illuminating spell, but this darkness was extrely special, just like the darkness when entering the land of the gods.
After finally rubbing out a ball of Inextinguishable Fire, Bai Qiuran, with the faint light, saw a series of straw sandals with faint blue light printed on the darkness below.
He settled down, followed this footprint, and chased it all the way.
After walking all the way for a long ti, Bai Qiuran finally saw a stone platform appear in the darkness in front of him. There was a figure sitting on the stone platform with his back facing him.
Seeing this scene, he lifted his spirits, quickened his pace, and ca to the stone platform.
“This junior’s na is Bai Qiuran. I’m from the later generations. I’m glad to et the first Heaven Jealousy. I have a few questions in the next, and I hope the predecessor is willing to enlighten ...”
Bai Qiuran bowed his hands and turned to the front impatiently. Then he saw the first Heaven Jealousy.
He fell silent, shaking his mind.
A skinny corpse was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform. The clothes on his body had beco tattered, his eye sockets were sunken. Obviously, he had already lost his life.
At his feet, there was a line of deep hieroglyphs that had been dug out with fingers, and there were so black things in it, which might be the dried blood of this senior.
It can be seen how resentful and helpless he was when he wrote this line.
From this angle, Wise Immortal, who was hung on his waist, also saw the line of text. He was silent for a long ti in the dark, and then in a low voice, he began to translate the line for Bai Qiuran.
“Everything is a scam. There is no elixir at all. I am out of help. I am trapped here by our creator. I can’t get out. My people are not saved.”
“I can’t live until I’m able to defeat the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. I am a human being, not a god, and my life span will eventually have a limit.”
“I don’t understand, it was Heaven who created . I was born after the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. It proved that I was a better creature than him. Heaven, you allowed to be born into the world, why did you help Eastern Emperor Taiyi deal with ?”
“I can’t figure it out, I’m not reconciled! I never accept that my people are fated to be the cattle for the gods!”
Wise Immortal finished reading the last line of text, paused, and then said:
“Old Bai, he is really dead.”
“I know.”
Bai Qiuran behaved very calmly. He pursued this result for more than three thousand years. In the end, after discovering that the first generation of Tianjal had already died here, he was surprised to find that there was nothing emotional ups and downs in his heart except for an empty feeling.
“Haha.”
Looking at the corpse, he smiled bitterly and said to himself:
“Could it be that there is really no way out for people with Heaven Jealousy physique like us?”
“Old Bai, listen to .”
After being silent for a while, Wise Immortal said:
“The first Heaven Jealousy is dead, and he doesn’t know how Heaven Jealousy can form True Qi. Now, you are the one who walks the fastest and the farthest among all Heaven Jealousy. You have to believe in yourself. You have to open this path yourself. You already have so True Qi in your body. Although not much, it is at least a hope. Now... let’s go back and talk about it.”
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Bai Qiuran took the naless Heaven Jealousy out of the huge pit of Penglai mountain and buried him beside the stone stele.
Perhaps it was because the cat was out of the bag, when he ca out, Heaven did not trouble him anymore.
After burying the first Heaven Jealousy, Bai Qiuran rode Tranquil Autumn Water and left Guixu. He did not go to Fusang to find Jinwu and Xihe, but flew straight in the direction of the mainland. Along the way, his mind was wandering. Wise Immortal called him many tis, but Bai Qiuran didn’t respond. He just relied on the instinct to use the sword, and then looked at the sea in a daze.
The ti flow of Guixu was different from the outside world. They hadn’t reached the mainland, and neither of them knew how long the ti had passed. It was just noon when they entered. When they ca out, it was already dark.
The two gradually flew over the sea, and the coastline appeared in front of him, but Bai Qiuran still had no emotional ups and downs, just staring straight ahead.
What awakened his spirit was a pungent burnt sll. Bai Qiuran focused his eyes and moved his gaze to look in the direction of the sll. Then he saw that there was a skyrocketing fire at a corner of the coastline, and the billowing black smoke ford a plu of smoke flying into the sky. It gathered and scattered into weird and twisted shapes in mid-air.
He rembered that there was a human settlent near the sea, and this eastern land was guarded by him, and he and Jiang Lan had both visited the human race living on this land.
He turned around and ca to the sky above the settlent. In the settlent, a group of tall gods was carrying out a massacre.
They set fires in the settlent and overturned the walls and houses of the settlent with their weapons. The human races in the settlent scread and ran around, but they were blocked by the gods walking on the street.
So of them grinned and pressed the won to the ground and humiliated them, while others grabbed the n and threw them into their mouths and ate them.
The entire settlent, under the actions of the gods, turned into a hellish scene.
Bai Qiuran fell on the ground, looking at the gods who acted recklessly in the human settlent, and asked:
“What are you doing?”
The gods turned their heads in amazent, and after seeing him, they all smiled:
“Ah, it turned out to be Marshal Bai. This is the order from the Emperor of Heaven to deal with these disobedient mortals from the lower realms. Marshal Bai, here are a few human won with good looks. Would you like to have a change in taste? Let’s try this at.”
“Oh.”
Bai Qiuran beckoned to him.
“co here.”
The god thought that Bai Qiuran was going to comnd him, so he ca to Bai Qiuran’s side. Seeing that Bai Qiuran was not tall enough, he also shrank his body especially and knelt in front of Bai Qiuran on one knee.
Bai Qiuran patted his face, and suddenly reached out and inserted his hand into the god’s mouth. As soon as the sword energy was released, he directly cut off the upper half of the god’s head.
“You’re right.”
Throwing half of his head aside, Bai Qiuran passed the corpse in front of him and looked at the gods.
“It’s ti for to change my taste.”
“Marshal Bai has lost his mind!”
Soon, in the settlent, the gods shouted in horror, endlessly.
After a while, Bai Qiuran threw away the last corpse of the god who had been torn apart by him.
After pulling water from the sea to extinguish the flas, he stood in the middle of the settlent, looking at the human corpses piled up around him, and exhaling desperately.
The salty taste of the sea, the bloody taste of blood, the weird sll of smoke after the fla was extinguished, all kinds of slls mixed together. And he has inhaled it into his nose, making him a little restless.
It has been a while since the gods arrived here, most of the people in this settlent are dead. Only a few humans are left, hiding in the ruins, desperately covering their breath, shivering, afraid to speak.
Bai Qiuran stayed for a while, then took out the pen and paper from the storage bag and sketched a picture on a blank scroll.
His thoughts are mixed, mountains, rivers, seas, land, heaven and earth, gods, human races, grasslands, birds and beasts, flowers and plants, and spiritual practice. The pen in his hand also follows the chaotic thoughts, pouring freely on the blank scroll.
What’s amazing is that the patterns that can be said to be irrelevant, are integrated into a perfect painting on the scroll. When Bai Qiuran returns to his senses, the painting has been completed and the space in the painting has been constructed.
He dried the ink, swept the divine sense, and found the survivors hidden in the ruins. At the sa ti, he also sensed that there are a lot of ghosts producing and wandering in the ruins.
There was no Underworld in this era. These souls would have been swallowed by the gods and turned into food for them, or they could escape a catastrophe and beco lone ghosts wandering in the wild.
Bai Qiuran stretched out his hand and waved at the survivors. They were thrown in front of him and looked at him with horrified eyes.
Bai Qiuran was not in the mood to speak now. He just opened the scroll, and all these survivors and ghosts were directly contained in the scroll.
Putting away the picture scroll, he walked out of the settlent, looking up at the dark night sky.
“Wise Immortal.”
After a while, he said softly:
“You are right. The road ahead may have to be opened up by myself.”
“You figured it out?”
Wise Immortal asked in surprise.
“Yes. The difference of the tis, the interference of Heaven, the hostility of the gods, all these are just obstructive factors, not the reason for to stop moving forward.”
Bai Qiuran lowered his head and replied:
“It’s who binds , it’s who is escaping the truth... The most important question is not whether I can do it or not, but I want to do it.”
Taking a look at the ruins behind, he whispered:
“Building a foundation used to be my only life goal. Now, making sure that humans will no longer be oppressed by gods is another!”
Holding the picture scroll in his hand, he stepped forward.
Gods, you are really corrupted, and treating human lives as pigs and dogs.
Gods, you really have no blood and tears, and you want to force the human race into death.
Gods – do you ready to be my enemy?!
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