All Heavens: Start by guarding the light at night

Chapter 188 Wei Guangming stole half a day of leisure

This is a confrontation between Haotian and the human world.

For mortals, it is undoubtedly devastating.

The deserters left behind in the wilderness lost their lives in an instant, and the overlord of the grassland, the Golden Tent Palace, also suffered a devastating blow.

Next, is the border of Tang State.

In the clear blue sky, more and more clouds gathered over the city, completely blocking the sun behind it.

All people in the world can feel the will of heaven.

Pluto is coming.

There were thick clouds floating under the gray sky. Countless crows flew quietly from behind the jagged clouds, hovering in the low altitude, making bursts of high-pitched and harsh calls, sometimes swooping down and landing on the half-rotted ground. Among the corpses, they were frightened and flew up from time to time, and disappeared deep into the sky in the blink of an eye, accompanied by the gradually receding screams.

There was a formation in the Tang Dynasty called the Jingshen Formation.

The moment Yong Ye arrived in the Tang Kingdom, an extremely strong light began to be released from Chang'an City, seeming to confront the gods above the nine heavens.

The mountains are connected to the Tang Dynasty. Under the sky, the mountains are undulating. The peaks are towering in the clouds. The scenery on the peaks is beautiful. The endless vitality of heaven and earth gathers from the mountains, rivers and seas to Chang'an City and to the north of the Tang Dynasty.

The vitality of the heaven and earth was pulled, and a new moon was condensed to shine slantingly on the earth, seeming to replace the sun and bring warmth to the world.

Unfortunately, this was not a real moon. Soon, the moon fell into silence and could only emit dim light.

The moon recorded in the heavenly book is the eternal moon, and this round is just a fake moon condensed by the Jingshen Formation and the human power of the entire Tang Kingdom.

This is the method left by the Master, just like the method Wei Guangming used when he went to the north when the deserters moved south.

In this world, no means can stop half of Haotian.

Yue is an exception.

The laws of this world are incomplete, and the moon is part of the complementary laws of the future.

Every time the false moon appears, it can temporarily replace the role of the true moon, protecting the world and locking away the cold.

In the mountains and forests, the sky is high and the clouds are clear, and rare birds and animals appear in the wilds.

The huge firebird Suzaku started from Chang'an City, soared into the sky, and flew toward the sky.

There are faint sounds of other animals in the mountains and forests of the earth.

The power of all living beings is gathered together.

Tigers gallop, dragons roar, lions roar, apes crow.

All creatures are fighting against Haotian's will.

They are all preventing the end from coming.

They don't want the traces of their existence to be erased.

"Why did the eternal night come early? What is going on?"

"Master, what exactly did he do? Is he going to destroy the entire world?"

On the border of the River Country, there was a stooped old man, holding a cane in his hand. His hands were trembling, and his eyes were filled with wonder.

Everyone who has practiced Tianqi can feel the calculation coming from Haotian.

Especially Yan Se, who entered the realm of apocalypse and had a great relationship with Haotian. He only had an epiphany after seeing the light released by the Yongye Umbrella and the Heavenly Girl, and thus entered the realm of apocalypse.

Yan Se had already stood at the threshold of the peak of the Five Realms many years ago.

He could even take a step forward at any time, but the threat of death kept him from taking that step.

At the top of Fu Dao, it seems that one cannot be truly free and at ease.

Throughout the ages, no one has practiced the Tao of Talisman and has stepped above the Five Realms, so Yan Se has no reference.

Yan Se lived in Chang'an City. As the guardian of the Jingshen Formation, he copied the traces of the Jingshen Formation countless times. Unfortunately, he never had the chance to write a great talisman comparable to the Five Realms.

It wasn't until the appearance of Yong Ye Umbrella and the goddess Sangsang that Yan Se truly saw the secrets above the Five Realms.

Yan Se has lived long enough.

He had been a believer in Haotian all his life, and it was too late for him to take another path.

"It turns out that Apocalypse is not my own power, it is Haotian. It was she who forced me to this realm."

"She wanted to eat me."

The number one Talisman Master in the world, Yan Se has his own pride, and he never feels inferior to others.

Yan Se looked up at the sky. He saw countless lines and countless vitality of heaven and earth wandering around crazily at this moment.

"What a big talisman."

In the eyes of Talisman practitioners, any material in the world can be regarded as a Talisman.

Just like the arrival of eternal night, this can also be seen as an extremely huge talisman that covers the entire world.

"I have been obsessed with Fu Tao all my life and studied hard."

"I have been studying the talisman that belongs to me and is above the five realms."

"But I couldn't resist the temptation after all and entered the realm of apocalypse."

"Everything was in vain."

"I thought I saw more, but I didn't expect that the Apocalypse realm would completely cut off my opportunity to grow in Talisman Dao."

"So ruthless, so ruthless!"

In an instant, Yan Se became much older.

The third teacher of the academy, Yu Lian saw clearly the disaster that broke out on the grassland, and his heart almost fell to the bottom.

The first tragedy in the human world was the operation from the wasteland. All of them died. The Tianqi Mountain Range was completely frozen. Countless people in the wilderness died in this disaster, and the Demon Sect's orthodoxy was completely severed.

"It's gone, it's gone."

Yu Lian's little face became increasingly pale, her eyebrows were knitted together, and her eyes were staring straight ahead. Countless thoughts were swirling in her heart, which made her want to shout. The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she made countless terrifying conjectures. It lingered in her heart, like a cold-blooded poisonous snake slowly crawling through her heart, making his hair stand on end and making him feel even more desperate.

"Teacher, I regret it."

"Teacher, can you give me another chance?"

"Elder brother, where are you?"

If Huang Ren was destroyed, then all the plots she had laid would be meaningless. The eternal night had arrived, and everything she cherished was destroyed in an instant.

At this moment, Lin Wu, the 23-year-old Cicada and the leader of the Demon Sect that Zhengdao feared, completely turned into a helpless little girl.

At this moment, Yu Lian seemed to have returned to the time when the Demon Sect was completely destroyed many years ago.

The little girl took out a piece of paper from her arms, with beautiful hairpin flowers written on it in regular script.

The battle to intercept and kill Wei Changsheng has stopped. Eternal night has arrived, and nothing in the world is important.

Taoist Wuchen looked at the north, with a faint smile on his face, and disappeared in place as soon as the dust rose.

"The big time has come." "My choice is right."

"What a pity for those old stubborns in the back mountains."

Unlike others, Wuchen has no one he cares about, no relatives, no friends, no brothers. In this era, he has never shown his heart to others.

Wuchen is not the tallest person in the world, and he is not afraid of death, so he doesn't care even if the world is destroyed.

No worries, no fear of death, so what if the world ends?

In an inn in Dahe Kingdom, Wei Yuzhu was playing chess with an old man in red robe. Both of them looked attentive.

The old man suddenly raised his head and looked towards the extreme north, frowning.

"What is going on with the Dao Sect now?"

Wei Yuzhu, like many ordinary people, has not yet felt the eternal night. She urged impatiently: "Nephew, what are you looking at? It's your turn, hurry up and play chess."

When the old man in red robe heard the girl's words, he turned his attention back to the chessboard, nodded with a smile and said: "Uncle, don't be impatient. You can't be impatient when playing chess. I think back then, I went to the Bon Festival, and I went to Washan to play chess. , it rained for three days and three nights."

After listening to this for three days and three nights, Wei Yuzhu suddenly got a little angry and said, "Lao Bang Cai, if you are delaying time, stop playing and just admit defeat."

The old man in red robe was scolded, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he looked a little embarrassed and whispered: "Uncle, I really asked you to make it right. During those three days and three nights, I just delayed the time and didn't let that happen. After the chess game is over, even Master Liansheng, known as Liansheng 32, and Ke Haoran, the junior master of the academy, they can only wait in line behind me."

As Zhao Nanhai spoke, he actually laughed, as if what happened at the beginning made him quite proud.

In Wei Yuzhu's memory, only his grandfather was the best in the world. He didn't know Liansheng Ke Haoran at all. He didn't feel the laughter behind this sentence at all. On the contrary, he looked more and more angry. In fact, Zhao Nanhai only needed to At that time, Wei Guangming was added to the queue, and Wei Yuzhu must have jumped up with excitement.

Because she had never heard of anyone in Guangming Mountain who could make things difficult for her grandfather.All kinds of miracles and legends came from the mouths of those people, almost making Wei Guangming so miraculous that even Haotian could not compare with it.

Seeing the little girl's increasingly ugly expression, Zhao Nanhai finally made the move and ate three of Wei Yuzhu's balls.

Wei Yuzhu has a good talent for playing chess, but unfortunately she has no patience. If the two play chess at the same speed, it is not necessarily who will win, but Zhao Nanhai always delays the time and does not play chess immediately. This leads to Wei Yuzhu's Yuzhu loses every time.

"No more, I want to go out and play."

Zhao Nanhai's face froze and he couldn't run around casually. This was the rule set by Wu Chen.

Wuchen was a person from hundreds of years ago, and he was of extremely high status.

It can be regarded as having some connection with the Nanhai lineage. This time when I came to the River Country, I invited the Nanhai lineage to come out.

So, with Zhao Nanhai, the great priest of Nanhai went to take care of a little girl.

The Nanhai lineage was originally unwilling. After all, the Nanhai lineage had decided to cooperate with the Guanzhu.

Otherwise, Chen Pipi would not be born.

However, Wuchen made an offer that the Nanhai lineage could not refuse, that is, Priest Wuchen would directly join the Nanhai lineage, agree with the Nanhai lineage, and revise and annotate all the classics.

The Nanhai lineage has experienced more than 600 years of development, and has long been leaderless. There has never been a big figure above the five realms. It is like being cursed by Haotian. Now that Wuchen agrees with the will of their ancestors, how can they Can you not be excited?

Even if he is the master of the temple, he only promised to help the Nanhai lineage return to Taoism, but he did not agree to reverse the case of the Guangming Great Priest 600 years ago.

At this moment, Wuchen appeared in the room. "We should go."

Wei Yuzhu jumped up for joy and said, "Great, are you going to find my grandpa?"

Wuchen was silent for a while and said: "Let's go to Taoshan."

Wei Yuzhu looked annoyed. It was obvious that he didn't care about Taoshan.

After hearing this, Zhao Nanhai looked happy and said with a smile: "Taoshan, Master Shishu, are you finally ready?"

Wuchen nodded.

How this world will develop has nothing to do with Wuchen. No matter who wins, he will have a chance to survive.

Even if Haotian wins, he can still reach the realm of feathering.

At this time, a young man came to the imperial city of the River Kingdom.

He was wearing a green gown with a silver jade belt around his waist. He was holding a jade fracture fan in his hand. There was a picture of a sacred mountain painted on the folding fan. There was a little luster in his starry eyes. He was standing there. There, like the bright moon in the sky, she is graceful and graceful.

The disaster in the North has not affected the prosperity of the South at all.

"My name is Yue Fei, the elder of Guangming Mountain."

Wei Guangming came to the Guangming Chamber of Commerce and told his fake name without any blush. The chamber of commerce did not have any doubts and was successfully received and given a guest room.

"I was in a state of drunkenness and dreaming all day long. Suddenly I heard that spring was coming and I was climbing a mountain. I met a monk when I was passing through the bamboo courtyard, and I had half a day's leisure."

"Fighting against Haotian, fighting against the Master, there is no way to enjoy the comfort of life."

"Master, the world depends on you. You are number one in the world. You carry the hope of the Taoist sect within you. You must succeed."

Thinking of this, Wei Guangming showed his white teeth, left the inn, and wandered on the street.

The entire Guangming Chamber of Commerce has developed extremely well in the Great River Country, especially the exchange of merchants and exchanges between the north and the south. In the Great River Country in the far south of the mainland, you can actually see many people from the North Kingdom, Xiling people, Southern Jin people, and even Tang people, spanning across Barbarians on most of the map.

The prosperity of the capital of the River Kingdom is no less than that of some ordinary cities in the Tang Dynasty. It has even surpassed the Tang Dynasty in terms of foreign business circulation.

There are also foreign merchants in the Tang Dynasty, but the overall taxes are relatively high. Therefore, if countries want to send goods to the Tang Dynasty, the consumption in the process will be huge, and the taxes for passing those checkpoints are extremely high, which makes people reluctant to send goods to the Tang Dynasty. Transnational trade in the Tang Dynasty.

Xiling, because of the vigorous development of the Guangming Chamber of Commerce, has become the most prosperous place in the Haotian world.

However, unlike other places, most of the chambers of commerce in Xiling have people from Taoshan.

The Guangming Chamber of Commerce does not have complete control, and even part of the money that merchants need to hand over to the Guangming Palace has been waived by Momoyama, causing ordinary people to prefer Momoyama, thinking that Momoyama is the real owner of the Chamber of Commerce.

What Guangming Palace wants is faith, so it doesn't care about the Chamber of Commerce's money. It just passes on some ideas and lets them develop.

Some things are deep-rooted and cannot be changed. For example, Taoshan tax collection, Daomen holds the entire Xiling tax in its hands. It is deep-rooted and has a thousand-year family inheritance. This is something that no matter how great Wei Guangming is, he cannot shake it.

Unknowingly, Wei Guangming walked to a restaurant, looked up, and saw the words "Baiyelou".

This is not the first time Wei Guangming has traveled around the world. Many years ago, he was lucky enough to come here. Now that he is revisiting the old place, many of his entrepreneurial past come to mind.

The Guangming Chamber of Commerce was not established overnight. It was able to blossom in the River Country. Naturally, it was because he had put a lot of effort here in the past.

He, Song Yushan, Chen Kun, and Wang Shusheng had a drink in this restaurant.

As soon as he stepped into the restaurant, Wei Guangming felt a familiar atmosphere.

Waving his hand to signal the waiter to leave, Wei Guangming went up to the second floor alone, and then he saw an old man with a white beard, drunk as hell, staggering and looking like he was about to fall down at any moment.

Wei Guangming sat directly opposite.

Wang Shusheng saw someone sitting across from him out of the corner of his eye. He suddenly showed an impatient look on his face and said, "Who is so annoying? There is someone here, didn't you see it?"

Wei Guangming looked smiling and said nothing.

Wang Shusheng's eyes fell on Wei Guangming's face. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. It overlapped with a face in his memory. In just a moment, he was half sober from drinking.

Wei Guangming changed from 80 years old to more than 20 years old, a time span of nearly 60 years. There are not many people in the world who can recognize his appearance.

It just so happens that Wang Shusheng is one of them.

Wang Shusheng felt an unknown fire in his heart. He slapped the table and gritted his teeth and said, "Wei Guangming!"

Wei Guangming said with a smile: "Book Sage, you are well."

(End of this chapter)