When Mo Xi woke up from vertigo, he found himself in the dark.
He opened his eyes. There was a dull pain in his chest like a sharp needle in the heart. Before, the last moment was Gu Mang's face stained with blood and tears, but looking at him with a smile.
He closed his eyes, hot tears streaming down his cheek.
——But his work was not finished. In order to open up this road, Gu Mang had sacrificed all his flesh and blood. Now that Gu Mang had passed away, he would fulfill this unfinished wish for his lover.
Even if he was already in pain.
His throat throbbed. He swallowed the infinite bitterness, and slowly sat up from the ground.
Yes, it wasn't over. It wasn't the end.
Gu Mang was no longer here, but Chonghua still had him and Kyushu had him.
As long as he was alive, Gu Mang had not left completely. He would take over Gu Mang's embers until he was also buried on this road.
He looked around slowly with his red eyes. There was no limit to heaven and earth here. It was like the chaos of Pan Gu when the universe was not opened. The place where he lied was like water, but he couldn't sink. It was like ice, but there was always a ripple.
He looked down and saw his reflection in the lake, but it was strange that there were some purple and black broken lights floating around his reflection. Those black lights were constantly floating from his heart, but they soon disappeared. In addition, there was a huge, fuzzy silver white light and moving shadow.
He couldn't see what it was. He only knew that it was so huge that it looked like his mighty power.
"That's really your weapon. It's amazing."
Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded behind him. Mo Xi suddenly turned back and saw a man in white flying at the end of the darkness. The man was handsome and upright, and his temperament was awe-inspiring and inviolable. He was surrounded by elegant immortal mist. His face was polished to a blur. He could only see that his facial features were deep and his skin was as cold as jade. He should be a very brave man.
He didn't know why he could see through his mind.
"Who are you?" he asked.
The man did not answer.
Mo Xi then got up and went to him, but found that no matter how many steps he took, the man would always keep the same distance between them at this moment. It seemed that he could not get close to him.
Mo Xi's mood was gloomy, and he doesn't want to entangle in it. So he stopped and asks, "Where is this?"
This time the man answered, saying, "You are in the reversal stone. The space in this stone has nothing to do with the six realms. It is another space."
Mo Xi closed his eyes. He pressed down the sharp pain in the forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you the god in charge of this stone?"
"Well, you don't have to ask about my identity. I'm just a wisp of a real god's power, standing in the reversal stone. It won't make any sense to you who I am."
There were gods here.
However, Mo Xi had no fear of the gods when he created this incident.
Therefore, facing the god of reversal stone, he just said coldly, "I have nothing to say to you. Let me go back."
The god shook his head and said, "You can't go out yet."
Mo Xi was very sad and angry, and said in a sharp voice, "What else do you want?"
However, the spiritual power of the god didn't mind his confrontation. It seemed that he looked at him with sadness, but he didn't have much emotion. After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Mo Xi, you don't have to hate me so much. Your destiny is not controlled by me, and I am just the spiritual power left by the true god in the stone. Since have completed the destiny of the reversal stone, I also have an account. In fact, you are kind to me…"
"Thanks..." Finally, he grinned. "You can repay me and stop all this. Gu Mang, Lu Zhanxing, and those unknown soldiers that no one remembers… Too many people have died in hundreds of years."
He looked at the dim vision of the god. "If you were God, you should have seen it already."
"... Yes."
"Then why doesn't it end!! What's the difference between being on the wall and being a devil!"
The spirit of the god closed his eyes and seemed unwilling to answer at first. But after a moment's silence, he still said, "Mo Xi, the god can't save people, but can only light the lamp for people to save themselves. And I called you to this reversal stone world at this time to tell you that all this is coming to an end. There is only one last step left."
"Hua Poan has lived in the world for hundreds of years, and he is no longer a living man. I went back to the past to destroy the power of blood demon beast, but in the end I was told that the reversal stone had no such effect at all - tell me, how can we save ourselves?"
He asked questions step by step, and the gods listened to every word.
Finally, the spirit of the god sighed and said, "I know that you have resentment and hatred in your heart. I don't want to persuade others, but..."
He stopped and said to Mo Xi, "Hua Poan is not invincible. His ability is tied with the blood demon beast, and I called you here to tell you the way to break his power."
Mo Xi was silent, biting his teeth and enduring his endless anger. "OK. Say it."
"The way is," said the god, "you need to know what happened in your own past."
Mo Xi was shocked. "My own past?"
"Yes," he said. The reversal stone can reflect a person's soul. Your body is like a container, carrying all the twists and turns of your life. All the love and hate you've got - here, right under your feet, everything can be reflected."
Mo Xi looked down again.
Reflection meant himself.
The phantom of the whale represented his most powerful weapon.
But what was the black air that overflowed and disappeared in an instant?
"That's the cursed gu that Murong Chen planted in your body before."
When he said so, Mo Xi remembered, this should be the controlling gu that
Mengze tried to pull out. On the day when the palace was forced at Jinluan hall, Murong Mengze had said that when she was rescuing Mo Xi, who was seriously injured by Gu Mang in the Dongting water battle, she found the cursed gu and secretly pulled it out with Murong Chen on her back.
For this reason, her spiritual core was damaged, and she could no longer cast any stronger enchantments.
His thoughts were projected into the eyes of the god word for word.
The image of the god said, "You are wrong. The cursed gu had never been pulled out by Murong Mengze."
Mo Xi suddenly raised his head. "What?"
The spirit of the god repeated, "The cursed was never pulled out by Murong Mengze."
"..."
"The one who really pulled out the poison for you, he cut your chest and broke your curse. But he was in the enemy camp at that time. First of all, Murong Chen could not find out that he had done such a thing. Second, he can't stay alone with you for too long under the eyes of the people who set fire to the country. Therefore, he couldn't do anything but discuss with Murong Mengze and ask her to keep the secret."
Mo Xi felt the blood flow all over his body to his head. There was a hum in his head, and his fingers were trembling. He murmured. "What… did you say?"
"In the Dongting water battle, Gu Mang stabbed you in the chest for no reason."
"!!"
"In the process of his espionage, he realized that Murong Chen had once attacked you, so he deliberately led you to the warship and stabbed you into a coma."
"When you woke up, what you saw was Murong Mengze, who came to help you. She took you back to the barracks and healed your wounds at the cost of disintegrating her spiritual core. But the truth is," the god stopped for a moment and said, "after you were in a coma, Gu Mang took you in the warship's darkroom and pulled out the poisonous gu for you. It is him who deliberately lets Murong Mengze kill into the encirclement and handed you over to her."
Mo Xi's face was as white as snow, and his blood was frozen into ice.
What?
"Gu mang knew what kind of person Murong Mengze is. She had never been simple, ambitious and resourceful. Although she was also as cold-blooded and merciless as the emperor, but she is at least is not as crazy as her brother. Gu Mang also knew that you were a great help to Murong Mengze. She wished she could find any way to win you over. Therefore, she would accept this gift even if it is dangerous."
Mo Xi felt that his throat was frozen. After a long time, he heard a very hoarse voice talking. The voice was so strange that for a moment, he did not find that the speaker was himself.
He asked, "So… The so-called saving grace… Always… Never… Mengze is Gu Mang's substitute?"
"He had to do it," the god said, "He hoped to get your hatred, he hoped you could get the protection of Murong Mengze, and also hoped that you didn't have to be controlled by Murong Chen in the future. He had no other way…"
"... So Mengze… Her spiritual core has always been..."
"Yes. She has never been hurt. She is a medicine practitioner and the head of Shennong platform. It is very easy for her to fake a weak image for herself. In this world, there are only two people who know her secret, one is herself, the other is Gu Mang. This is also the reason why she sent Zhou He to secretly use evil methods during the interrogation to prevent Gu Mang from recollecting his memories when she saw that Gu Mang's memory was about to be restored." Mo Xi was more shocked. "Zhou He also received her instructions?"
"Yes, Zhou He is a member of Mengze's party and her good friend. You are right. The one who has been trying to block Gu Mang's recovery is Murong Mengze."
"..."
"She knew that your gratitude was an important chess piece for her, and she wasn't not sure whether Gu Mang would reveal the truth to you because of the changes of the times after he remembered the past. So she was eager to stimulate Gu Mang and make him run away and lose his mind again. As long as he is stupid, no one else in the world will know the secret of her saving your life."
Mo Xi murmured, "Impossible… She… She clearly had so many opportunities to start… But she has been patiently looking at Gu Mang and giving me directions so that I can go to Lin'an to look for a permanent repair... "
"Guide the way?" The spirit of the god sneered, "You are innocent and naive. You don't know, the Yue family incident actually saved Gu Mang once. Because according to Murong Mengze's plan, Gu Mang's mind would be completely destroyed after you found the "repair."
"!"
In Mo Xi's astonished eyes, the god said calmly, "Mo Xi, do you think she would let Gu Mang have an accident when she took care of him?"
"Murong Mengze made several attempts to assassinate Murong Lian. The second was to tell Gu Mang the truth about the oath of heaven's calamity when he was in the healing room. In the second plan, she triggered Gu Mang's collapse and rampage, which was almost successful, but your appearance prevented Gu Mang from falling further. If she was in a hurry to succeed at that time and let Gu Mang get sick in her hands, would you possibly suspect her?"
"..."
"So..." he murmured, "if you went to the deep suburbs of Lin'an, you couldn't find a real repair..."
"Yes. There would only be a cultivator in disguise waiting for you to fall into her trap."
Mo Xi paused and didn't say anything for a while. He couldn't help but look up pathetically with a wry smile.
Mengze… Mengze… She, she had her own game of chess?
It turned out that there were monarch's power, nobles' disputes, intrigues and schemes. Looking back, half his life, everyone had their own plan, and everything was false.
A throne, a hand of power, were these really so important? It was worth a lifetime of mental strength, all people's sincerity counted in.
All of a sudden, he felt that all this was ridiculous.
How many years had he really seen his face?
Is it really worth such a calculated life?
"Mo Xi, you shouldn't think so. What is not worth it to you is worth it to Murong
Chen and Murong Mengze," the god said. "You are too honest and straight, and Gu Mang is too idealistic. People like you can easily be holy, but not easy to be king."
Mo Xi closed his eyes and muttered wearily, "Murong Mengze wanted to be the king..."
"No. She wanted much more than to be a great lord of Chonghua, but when heaven was not in her life, she took it by herself. Since ancient times, there are few monarchs and kings who are pure and clean people. She did mean evil, but —" he paused."For a monarch, the most important thing is whether there is a way to govern the country, while others are not so important. What I can say is that if she controlled a country, she would be more suitable than Murong Chen, Murong Lian, Gu Mang, or you."
"..."
The god stopped for a moment again, and then said, "Well, now you know all this..." His clothes gently brushed across the misty cold fog. Looking at him, he asked, "Mo Xi, when you go back, do you want to find her revenge?"
Three years ago, five years ago, Mo Xi's heart was black and white. Love and hate were clear. It seemed that all the things in the world could get a fair ending of right and wrong.
But now, he knew that there were a lot of unsatisfactory things between heaven and earth.
But at the same time, his Gu Shixiong also guided him, telling him that no matter how others were and whether their fate is unfair, what people needed most to be worthy of was their own heart.
Even if all things were quiet in the frost and snow, there were also the cold plum fighting the snow, and the pine and cypress facing the wind.
Fame and wealth, suffering, eternal night and even death do not change their mind, which is the achievement of their own way.
The deity waited for a moment, but did not answer. Instead, he pointed to the lake again——
"If you don't think about it well, you don't have to answer me. If you go back to Chonghua and meet her, you will have a decision. Let me tell you the second key thing."
"... What?"
"Look at Tuntian in the lake, and the shadow of Tuntian reflected in your reflection. Do you feel strange?"
Mo Xi said, "Tuntian is my spiritual weapon, which can be taken care of naturally..."
"Why didn't ShuaiRan appear?"
Mo Xi paused a moment and raised eyes.
The spirit of the god said, "Have you ever thought about why Tuntian has the ability to move mountains and fill the sea like this, even more violent than ordinary divine weapons?"
"..."
Seeing that Mo Xi did not answer, the spirit of the god said, "In fact, Tuntian, is not an ordinary divine power."
Mo Xi opened his eyes in amazement.
"You already know that the first emperor of your country wanted to make immortal beasts that could fight with the blood demon beast according to the forbidden skills left by Chen Tang. Everyone thought he had failed, and so did Lao Jun. But that's not the truth."
The god gently brushed his clothes and said, "Those who participated in the smelting of the immortal beasts were Murong Lian's father and Zhou He's father… Some of them always had the same heart as the old emperor, while others could see that the old emperor was in front of the demonic techniques. In fact, his self-control was also gradually being eroded. One of them was your father."
Mo Xi was suddenly startled!
"At that time, the immortal beast was actually successfully refined, but it had spirit, and only showed its strength in front of the people it identified with. Therefore, other people thought that they had failed in smelting, which was not true, but they did not pass the inspection of the immortal beast, and did not know that it had been successfully bred into beads. And your father Mo Qingchi… He was the only one who had been recognized by the immortal beast."
"The immortal beast only appeared before him and recognized him as Lord. And he had sincerely predicted to his master that he would die in a battle soon to come, and his family would be in chaos - and the only one who could protect his son from being bullied was the most powerful mana - that was himself."
Mo Xi couldn't help but step back. "What..."
"I know you'll be surprised. But that's the truth. Mo Xi, after your father knew that he was going to die soon, he sealed the spirit bead of the immortal beast in your body, letting it recognize you as the master and protect you to grow up safely. Otherwise, why were you born with such a natural talent and strong strength? Your ability is far above genius. It's abnormal."
Mo Xi shivered slightly, recalling all kinds of things in the past, as well as the killing ability of a million corpses that he had been suppressing. His fingertips were getting colder and colder.
"You think Tuntian is a divine weapon that you summoned after enlightenment.
No," the spirit of the god said, "that's the soul of the immortal beast left by Mo
Qingchi. It is the source of your powerful spiritual power."
The god gazed at the eyes of Mo Xi and said, word by word:
"The immortal beast has been sealed in your body."
"!!"
"So the only one in the world who can completely eliminate blood demon beast… It's you."
There was no more blood on his face.
With his eyes wide open, he looked at the god of the reversal stone. When the god said this, the immortal fog around him became more and more ethereal and hazy, making his body more blurred, and his voice became empty and remote, like mountains, rivers, lakes, and the sea.
"Mo Xi… It's no accident that you were chosen by the reversal stone. Next, I will untie the seal of Tuntian in your body, and you will have the power of the immortal beast, which can match the power of blood demon beast."
"And you, you will also have two choices - after you go out, you can choose to go to Murong Mengze for revenge. You have immortal beast spirit body beside you. You can kill her, hold the city as king, and then protect Chonghua city with Tuntian. The blood of the blood demon beast will devour the whole Kyushu, but it will not harm Chonghua city. You'll be able to rest in a corner."
"But you can also choose to go deep into the sea of blood after waking up. There, you will feel the heart of the blood demon beast there. As long as you counteract your spiritual power, you will be able to destroy it. The blood pool will turn into ordinary lake water, and Hua Poan will lose his source of power and become an ordinary person who can be defeated. But…"
The god stopped for a moment, and his voice was like a great bell.
"You will perish with the blood demon best, and you will never be reincarnated." Mo Xi listened. It was originally such a cruel matter, but he unexpectedly did not feel too heavy.
He had just broken Gu Mang's soul and experienced such ups and downs. At this time, it seemed that nothing in the past was more painful for him.
The mist around the deity was so dense that he could not be seen clearly. After a long time, he seemed to sigh, and then said to Mo Xi, "These two roads… There is no one to demand from you. As I said, gods will not redeem people. They will only light the lamp, and man will save himself. Similarly, the gods don't force you to make a choice. You can choose which way to take..."
After he finished, he disappeared in the cold fog. Then a strong repulsive force pushes Mo Xi, and the darkness in this space suddenly disintegrated and became countless crystal fragments, which fluttered and fell in front of Mo Xi.
He saw his past thirty years twinkling in these fragments. He saw Mo Qingchi standing under the laurel tree when he was a child. His father stretched out his armor-bound hand to him and said to him with a smile, "Little fireball, how did you come here?"
He saw when he saw Jiang Yexue for the first time. He was talking to his mother quietly. After being instructed by his mother, Jiang Yexue turned to him and said, "Hello, my name is Yue Yexue. Are you the young master of Mo mansion?"
He saw Murong Lian bullying Gu Mang in the school, but he didn't know at that time that in the bottom of Murong Lian's heart, in addition to his hatred of Gu Mang, he still had some slight blood ties.
He saw Murong Chuyi coldly walk alone from the corridor. He thought that this man was really as unfriendly as the rumors said. Later, he realized that Murong Chuyi's heart was actually full of tender love like rivers and lakes.
Then, he saw the day when he broke up with Gu Mang. On the deck of the battleship in Dongting, Gu Mang, dressed in black, stuck his knife and came to him in the smoke and flames.
At that time, Gu Mang was wearing a Chonghua heroic scarf taken from a corpse. He thought it was Gu Mang's humiliation to the martyrs, but he did not know that it was Gu Mang's refusal to give up on Chonghua.
At that time, Gu Mang's thin lips opened and closed, and said coldly to him, "When you are a scholar, you can't be too fond of old love."
But later he knew that Gu Mang had never forgotten the seventy thousand steles, thirty thousand people, a country, Kyushu City, in every moment of his
life.
He once resented Gu Mang's cold-blooded ruthlessness and refused to turn back.
As a matter of fact, Gu Mang never betrayed them and went on another road. He just walked alone by himself and went forward to cut through the thorns and weeds for the later generations and opened up a new road of blood.
He thought it was Gu Mang who cut his heart and Mengze who saved his life, but it turned out that…
Mo Xi slowly closed his eyes, the bitterness and sadness in his chest was burning like wildfire into his heart and wet, red eyes. The whole world of the reversal stone collapsed, and the voices and faces of countless old friends were oppressed in the torrent of destruction. He was pushed out of the world by this huge force.
The words of the reversal stone god were still in his ears.
"Is it revenge to support the city, or throw yourself into the sea of blood.
——You can choose either of the two roads by yourself..."
Through his closed thin eyelids, Mo Xi could feel the light gradually rising. He did not open his eyes, but he could hear the cry of women and children in the city walls, the sound of soldiers encouraging each other, the sound of fighting, the sound of the tide…
He knew he was coming back, back to the battlefield six years later.
He even heard someone calling from afar. "Send the soldiers from the left battalion to reinforce Pharmacist Jiang!"
"He's crazy to fight Hua Poan!!!!"
He knew that Jiang Fuli had gone to war with Hua Poan. Although Jiang Fuli insisted that he was not Chen Tang, he carried all the memories and thoughts of Chen Tang, and once again went before the war against Liaoguo.
Gu Mang said everyone has something they have to accomplish.
Those things may seem very difficult, cruel, meaningless, and not worth the loss. Perhaps it seemed that someone else could replace them, and they could steal a living and have a corner in peace.
A lot of people would think, forget it, my life is like a mayfly. I just want to be smart and happy. No one wants to be a hero.
But there would always be people who would come forward to put aside those personal grievances and hatred and think, forget it, my life is like a mayfly, but as long as I can do something to make the world, the country, and the streets more peaceful, that would also be good.
Gu Mang, Murong Chuyi, Jiang Fuli, Mo Qingchi…
They all chose this narrow road, which may be ridiculed as stupid.
At the moment, Mo Xi knew that they were all waiting for his return at the end of the road.
He opened his eyes.
His eyelashes trembled and he found himself back in the warm pavilion where he had been before, and Jiang Fuli was no longer here.
Outside the window, another dawn had arrived. The clouds were as strong as blood. He raised his eyes and saw the soldiers of Chonghua fighting against the Iron Army of Liaoguo again. In the middle, the fierce waves of the imperial sword landed like a meteor shower and rushed to the Liao Jun camp on the opposite bank. And Gu Mang's blood demon river had been forced to the palace under the warm pavilion.
He went out of the pavilion, facing the brilliant and dazzling glow, standing in the sunrise.
With his slender fingers touching the railing, he stood up against the wind and looked at the broken and chaotic mountains and rivers. He suddenly understood the so-called destiny - that fate was not doomed, but was destined to give people countless trials, hatred, confusion, misunderstandings… There were very few people who could swim to the other side of the river that they first expected.
He looked down at the blood flowing past, and finally dropped the stone. He said in a low voice, "Shixiong, I will choose the same road as you."
"Wait for me. I'll follow you."