For so many years, she has always followed the wishes of her beloved and firmly controlled the direction of the Holy Clan.
She has firmly believed in the Dragon God since she was a child. She believes that the Dragon God is great and perfect.
But there are unpredictable circumstances, and the Dragon God seems to have encountered some problems.
Oracles are often confusing and incomprehensible...
In the beginning, miracles appeared frequently and oracles often came, but the preface did not match the follower, and they were self-contradictory, referring to this and that.
She followed what her sweetheart said and only listened to the oracles that were beneficial to the future of the saints and regarded them as her true decree. She chose to turn a deaf ear to those oracles that were confusing and confusing.
As for what is beneficial to the future of the Saint Clan, Guan Yan has already laid out detailed procedures. And over the years, she has gradually gained her own understanding.
Peaceful and peaceful days, fair and just rules, kindness, bravery, bear these beautiful qualities...
The future that the saints should have is one of peace and happiness.
It was only then that she discovered and determined...
She believed in Guan Yan more than she believed in the Dragon God.
Compared to belief in the dragon god, she believes more in the bright future of the ethnic group.
Guan Yan never denied the Dragon God in front of her, and until his death, he only said that he had left a way to deal with Yan Xiao.
But she has eyes to see and a heart to feel.
She knows what is a better choice for the Saints.
Many young saints take today's life for granted, suffer from the tradition of "hunting", and are angry at the invasion of night.
She has experienced dark times, and she knows what the more painful and torturous days are like.
The teachings of the Senhai Saint Clan are the methods formulated by Guan Yan, but the specific implementation over the past hundreds of years has been completed bit by bit by her. It was she who turned everything that Guan Yan originally envisioned into reality... she worked day and night.
, sewing stitch by stitch.
She realized that the Oracle of Chaos was slowly eroding her heart, trying to lead her to the "chaotic" side. As time went on and the chaos accumulated, she gradually became unable to resist.
So she began to select green saints, replacing them from generation to generation, to listen to the oracle for her.
If the Blue Saint who is replaced is affected by the Oracle of Chaos, she must live in the sacrificial chamber for ten years. After ten years without any abnormality, she can return to the Saint Clan and live a normal life. If it is just a normal rotation that has reached the time limit,
Without any disorderly behavior, this does not have to be the case.
She herself always occupied the position of priest, and thus occupied the "power of interpretation" of the oracle, so that the oracle that came would never deviate from the path, and so on for hundreds of years.
In later years, the oracles came less frequently, and the times when the oracles were confused became less and less. Everything is leading in a good direction, and the Dragon God seems to be slowly "returning to normal"...
But the way Qinghua looks now, it is clear that she has heard those chaotic oracles again and has been affected.
Although this day comes too early, it’s time to replace it...
It is certainly cruel to let a young girl live alone in the sacrificial chamber for ten years, but there is no other choice.
The old woman knows very well what will happen to those who are completely swayed by the Oracle of Chaos.
In the long years, some saints were killed by her own hands...
The next Saint of Qing, she was originally interested in Xiao Guo'er, so she always took her with her to teach her. In another ten years or so, Qing Hua will live on her own, be it raising a husband and raising children, or exploring the world. By that time, Xiao Guo'er would have just grown up.
When it grows older, it can take over the task of listening to the gods.
But it’s obviously not possible now.
Xiao Guo'er is still too young, so who else in the clan is suitable?
The old priest of the Senhai Holy Clan was deeply worried, and she was deeply wrinkled by the myriad of worries.
How could Qinghua have a problem at this time? She is kind-hearted and determined. She has not been a Blue Saint for many years, and has not listened to the oracle many times...
Usually, the saint will be affected by the accumulation of dozens of chaotic oracles and behave disorderly.
Did something happen to the Dragon God again?
The white-haired old woman looked at the blue and white flowers with sad eyes.
"I don't want to hear it... I don't want to hear it." Qinghua closed her eyes tightly and covered her ears, with a very painful expression: "But the sound is in my heart when I sleep, and it is in my ears when I walk, no matter what I do
No matter what I do, no matter where I go, that voice will always sound... I don't want to hear it, but I can't help but listen! I am the Blue Saint, born to listen to God's will. This is the meaning of my existence... value!"
"Listen to me, kid..." Grandma Xiaofan put the book in her hand back on the bookshelf with a gentle movement.
She stood up from the recliner, walked to Qinghua, and hugged her gently.
She has watched this child grow up since she was a child, watching how she grew from a shy girl to a beauty that the saint warriors could not take their eyes off.
She knows her pain and feels her struggles.
She caressed her long hair: "You are Qinghua. You were born for yourself, and the meaning of your existence is to make yourself happy. It is not a divine decree, and it does not need to reflect any value. Do you know, child?
?Your existence itself is already precious to me."
"What you said is different... Why are they different?" Qinghua held her head with both hands, her voice even more painful, even crying: "Master Priest! Mother-in-law! Master Dragon God! What should I do... What should I do?
"
"What's different?" Granny Xiaofan stroked her gently and said in a kind voice, "Tell me, what did you hear?"
Qinghua sobbed and said: "I heard..."
Poof!
The cold light suddenly appeared, and a short dagger penetrated into the abdomen of Granny Xiaofan.
boom!
Qinghua was immediately pushed away by a palm, and he hit the door of the bookstore and fell to the ground.
Grandma Xiaofan took a few steps back and fell back onto the couch, her breath becoming confused.
It’s not that she didn’t guard against Qinghua’s problem. She had seen many saints affected by the Oracle of Chaos and knew that their behavior was uncontrollable. While she cared about Qinghua, she did not relax her self-protection.
With Qinghua's strength, it is impossible to hurt her.
Just at that moment, the whispers of the gods suddenly came to her ears. It was a chaotic oracle that she had not heard for a long time... She had obviously disconnected it for a long time!
The Oracle of Chaos impacted her mental defenses, leaving her in a daze.
That's why he was stabbed with a dagger by Qinghua.
This dagger was smeared with unknown strange things, and she could feel that a strange force was rapidly eroding her body...
Am I wrong? she thought.
A gust of evening wind blew in, shaking the candlelight all over the study room and making the bookshelves dim.
Made a lonely spin, passing by the white-haired old woman who was tired on the couch, and the beautiful woman who stood up unsteadily in front of the door, and then flew out of the house.
Compared with the outside environment, the place of God's Shade is indeed fresh and bright.
But the night here is still quiet, no one dares to walk outside without lighting the dragon incense.
The Shenlong tree extends into the distance, and the fruit houses hanging on the branches are warm homes.
Perhaps there is no other place in the entire Senhaiyuan world where you can see the lights of thousands of families.
The evening breeze moves gently in the deserted forest.
It happened to pass by a window...
The fruit house is warmly decorated and lit by candlelight.
The lovely girl is sitting in front of the dressing table, and her beautiful mother is undoing her braid. The man is in the other corner of the room, using a knife to sharpen arrow branches carefully.
Sleep tonight and hunt tomorrow, the days flow like this.
To avoid accidentally pulling her daughter’s hair, the mother’s movements were delicate and gentle.
The girl felt a little sleepy after waiting. She looked at herself in the mirror and yawned... Her sleepy eyes suddenly widened in horror.
The mother in the mirror, her beautiful and gentle eyes suddenly became bloodshot!
The girl felt her hair being stretched instantly, and her head moved back involuntarily...
Screams and cries were all trapped in this fruit house, and like the candlelight, they could not break out of the night.
And the night flowed like water, and the east house turned to the west house.
In this old fruit house, an elderly woman is leaning on the bedside with a kind face.
The man with a solid face was sitting on the edge of the bed holding a bowl of broth, feeding him spoonful after spoonful.
In the turbid eyes, I don’t know when bloodshot eyes crawled out.
The old woman closed her mouth and bit off the porcelain spoon!
“Mom!” The man was shocked and reached out to pick up the porcelain spoon to prevent the old mother from swallowing it.
But a skinny hand had already strangled his neck...
This is an unusual night.
Everyone who has been a Blue Saint and listened to the oracle, regardless of whether they have behaved disorderly or not, has changed on this night.
It should be said that when the priest decided to select the Blue Saint to listen to the oracle instead of her, he should have anticipated the possible consequences.
The safest choice is of course to secretly kill all the saints who have abdicated. In this way, no matter what problems the Oracle of Chaos has, it will not be a problem.
But the little priest didn’t have that choice.
She would rather spend ten years screening and more time waiting.
The cause of the day before is the effect of today.
…
…
In the distant sky, the Yuheng star has disappeared.
Every night in the world of Senhaiyuan, it spares the light.
means day and night.
But in a pair of vertical pupils that see through the years, it still shines brightly in that direction, getting brighter and brighter.
The vast and boundless sea of origin of the world is stirring up angry waves.
A golden dragon leaps among it, fighting hard with its opponent. There are two enemies, one in front and one behind. What blocks the front is a clumsy and tall giant tree, with its branches whipping,
The sea that shakes the origin of the entire world.
The person standing behind him was a handsome and handsome monk in white clothes, holding a green staff.
This golden dragon is naturally the Dragon God.
Being able to fight one against two, in this world's origin sea, at the same time suppress the will of the world in the origin world of the forest sea, and take away the divine handle of the true god of the forest sea... The power of the Dragon God is evident.
However, this is not his true strength. Perhaps he is afraid of the near-death counterattack of the will of the world of Senhaiyuan Realm, or perhaps he does not understand Guanyan well enough and is unwilling to take risks.
In short, the Dragon God firmly controls the situation of the battle and holds the balance of victory and defeat. He will neither give in more nor oppress more.
This delicate balance makes the battle situation very anxious.
On the matter of fighting against the Dragon God.
The world will of Guanyan and Senhaiyuanjie, the two parties obviously have a certain tacit understanding and try their best to maintain cooperation, but this cooperation is not harmonious.
It is nothing more than each occupying his own area and fighting his own.
The will of the world is just a vague term and cannot be completely equated with the wisdom of intelligent life.
The world will of Morikaiyuanjie, the behavioral logic is closer to a certain instinct...Instinctively protect Morikaiyuanjie, instinctively react to hostility, and fight back against erosion.
But it cannot be said that there is no wisdom at all. It is just that the "thinking" of the world's will cannot be equated with the thinking of intelligent life in the general sense.
As a world will, sometimes it is terrifyingly "old-fashioned". For example, Yan Xiao is obviously an evil bird controlled by the Dragon God, but it is also regarded as an "indigenous person" in this world and has never been targeted by the world will of the Forest Sea Origin World.
Sometimes, the will of the world makes unpredictable choices. For example, it chose to protect the true spirit of an "outsider" like Guan Yan...
The will of the world does not have human-like "personality", "morality", or "emotions", but it is not just the instinct of a world to protect itself.
It can be said to be very simple, or it can be said to be very complex. Since ancient times, no one can truly explain the will of the world clearly.
But one thing is that there is no doubt that being able to come into contact with the will of the world is already extraordinary in itself.
For most people, they may not be able to feel the existence of the will of the world throughout their lives.
Specifically speaking of the battle in the world's original sea, Guan Yan was completely leading the coordination of the entire battle.
He wants to study not only the Dragon God, but also the will of the world. The three parties have been entangled and fighting for hundreds of years.
To this day, the original sea of the world in the entire Senhaiyuan Realm is also divided into three colors.
About three-sixths of the part is the same brilliant golden color as the Dragon God. About two-sixths of the part is still emerald-like blue, and only the remaining one-sixth is as clear as water, the same color as Guanyan.
According to.
From the scene, Guan Yan seems to be too weak. But only those who are in the battle can understand how terrifying this monk is.
When the Dragon God was completely crushing the will of the world, he entered the battle dressed in monk clothes, entered the ocean of origin alone, made something from scratch, and was born between the fingers of the Dragon God, and took away sixty-sixths of the ocean of origin.
A share of one!
The Will of the World of the Origin Sea, which had the home field advantage, could only retreat steadily under the attack of the Dragon God, and its share of the Origin Sea was getting smaller and smaller.
Guan Yan, who seems to be the weakest and least reliable, can always maintain a growing trend in the endless battles day and night. It has even delayed the decline of the world's will.
What they are fighting for is not only the origin of the world, but also the world itself!
At this moment
The Dragon God stood high in the air and looked down: "Little monk, it's time for all this to end!"
He does not know this monk well enough. After fighting for so long, he still feels like seeing flowers in the mist. But he understands that the Senhai Saint Clan has special significance to Guan Yan, and that priest is crucial to Guan Yan...
that's enough.
Isn’t it?
So many years of planning and planning have indeed come to an end.
Having been fighting in the ocean of origin of this world for hundreds of years, even a being like Him can’t help but feel tired!
As soon as this sound fell, the entire world's origin sea vibrated and echoed.
The waves roared across.
Finish!
Finish!
Finish!
And Guanyan, who was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, just looked up at the god quietly, holding the scepter representing the handle of the True God of Senhai, and took a step forward.
The stormy waves have stopped, the waves have ceased, and the echoes have dispersed.
One step at a time to calm the sea!
The authority of God is also the authority of God.
It represents the highest control over the power of faith.
By holding this green scepter, Guan Yan can be said to hold the faith of the Dragon God and become the enemy of the Dragon God.
But his expression was so calm, and he only said: "Secret blackmail, this is not a righteous method. Conspiracy to gain profit is not the path of the Tao. For a despicable existence like you, the wider your preaching, the more disaster you will cause... Indeed
But it’s time to end!”
“It’s ridiculous! It’s ridiculous!” The Dragon God laughed: “What kind of bullshit Shinto and inferior stuff do you think I care about? If you want the divine handle, you can go, but I won’t give it to you to play with!”
The golden original wave firmly resists the clear wave.
And in His bright golden vertical pupils, the appearance of the Yuheng star has been reflected.
In the long battle, He has already captured Yuheng, and today is the perfect opportunity to take possession.
Having controlled half of the world's Origin Sea and captured the Yuheng Star, he indeed no longer needs the True God of the Origin Realm of the Forest Sea.
No matter from which perspective, He is sure enough to achieve final success.
But despite this, at this critical juncture, He still used his residual influence on the throne to sway the Blue Saint, and attacked the priest named Xiaofan, and even affected the entire Senhai Saint Clan, causing bloody massacres.
No matter what means Guan Yan has, he must make a choice today
Should he interfere with the Dragon God's occupation of Yuheng, or should he escape to save Xiaofan and the Senhai Saint Clan?
The ocean of origin of the world is rolling in wild waves.
Only the manifested form of the will of the world from the origin of the forest is still waving its branches and madly attacking the Dragon God.
It seems that he has no idea that something unexpected is happening.
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The place of the shade of God, in the bookstore.
The white-haired old woman fell back on the couch, struggling to fight against the force eroding her body, unable to speak or move.
Qinghua, who finally stood firm, pulled out a dark dagger and walked towards her resolutely.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded outside.
“Blue and white!”
Aoi Bazhi, who had eight braids tied to his hair, jumped neatly into the study room, held the javelin across his hand, and said with a solemn expression: "What are you doing!"
"Our hunt for each other, and even the arrival of the Dragon God's messenger, are all meaningless..." Qinghua stopped and turned around, asking: "Are you afraid that Yan Xiao has come back to life again? When you told me that day, you said no
You know when this day will end."
"I don't deny my fear." Qing Bazhi said: "But now, stay away from the priest."
Qinghua ignored it and just asked: "Are you sad about Qing Qishu's death?"
"I don't like him, but I do feel sorry for him." Qing Bazhi frowned and said, "What on earth do you want to say? You are very wrong today."
"You don't know what's wrong at all." Qinghua shook his head and smiled strangely: "Do you know what caused all this? Why did Qishu die meaninglessly? Why have so many generations passed down from generation to generation over the years?
The warrior died in the hunt, but it didn't change the outcome at all? The priest interpreted the oracle and guided the way forward! Why did he take us on an increasingly difficult journey! Who do you think is wrong! Bazhi?"
Qing Bazhi held the javelin and said: "We all grew up under the supervision of the priest and mother-in-law. There must be some misunderstanding... Put down the dagger first."
“Do you love me?” Qinghua asked.
Qing Bazhi said in a solemn voice: "You have always known my thoughts, why do you ask even though you already know?"
What makes him sad is not that Qinghua doubts his thoughts, but that Qinghua uses his thoughts as a weapon.
"If you love me, then help me kill her!" Qinghua said: "Don't you think she has been a priest for too long? After so many years, our situation has not changed at all. The great saint clan is still cowering in
In the land of God's shadow...she betrays God's will, and one day she will be abandoned by God. Can you imagine that situation? It's time to make changes!"
She looked at Qing Bazhi: "From now on, I will be the priest and you will be the clan leader. We will respect God and obey orders, and together we will make the Holy Clan stronger! What do you think?"
Looking at the beautiful face in front of her that had been in and out of sleep countless times, Qing Bazhi felt very confused.
But his hand was steady: "Qinghua, you'd better calm down, you're not sober right now. I'm a holy warrior, and I bear the responsibility. I will never allow you to hurt the priest."
“I am very awake, but you are still confused.”
Qinghua said: "When Qishu left, he said he would come back. When Yan Xiao died, I thought the nightmare was over... But has anything changed? We are still like pigs and dogs, imprisoned in this place. Never.
Knowing what is at the end of the world, we can still only watch our relatives and friends die without any solution... Why are we doing this? Since all this is meaningless, why do we persist? It is better to change the path and follow
The Dragon God’s true will goes. God will shine upon us!”
Qing Bazhi shook his head: "No, you can't hurt your mother-in-law. I can promise you anything else, but not this."
Qinghua looked at him coldly, her eyes like knives: "You are nothing compared to Qishu, he is willing to do anything for me!"
Qing Bazhi held the javelin tightly and said nothing.
At this moment, a sharp sound broke through the air suddenly. Qinghua stepped back and decisively held his dagger to deflect an incoming arrow!
The arrow sank into the ground, its tail feathers still trembling.
It can be seen that the attacker exerted great force and shot the arrow with determination.
Qing Jiuye, whose bow was fully stringed, floated down, looked at Qinghua and said: "You don't understand Qishu at all. If he sees you today, he will definitely regret loving you. If you dare to go further...die!"
Qinghua held the dagger, looked at Qingjiuye with reddish eyes, and smiled sadly: "I know you won't kill me, because you have me in your heart."
咻!
What responded to her was an arrow aimed at her throat!
Qinghua had to take two more steps back to avoid the sharp arrows, and at the same time, he got further and further away from the old woman on the recliner.
Qing Jiuye's voice was very cold: "I have you in my heart, and you are not the one who hurts the priest and mother-in-law. I know very well who is really protecting this place. You have worked hard for hundreds of years, and you cannot slander it with a few words!"
The Senhai Saint Clan must not live without the priest and mother-in-law, but it can live without me and it can live without you!"
“Hehehe...” Qinghua smiled: “Slander?”
She looked at Qing Jiuye and then at Qing Bazhi: "As the Saint of Qing, I listen to the oracle. Do you know what the Dragon God said?"
Qing Jiuye said: "What the Dragon God says is up to you. How to interpret the oracle is a matter for the priest and mother-in-law."
Qinghua looked at him: "You don't believe me?"
Looked at Qing Bazhi again: "You don't believe me either?"
“I don’t believe you now.” Qing Jiuye said directly.
Qing Ba Zhi said: "For so many years, no matter who the saint is, the oracle has been interpreted by the priest and mother-in-law..."
"What if her interpretation has always been contrary to the oracle?!" Qinghua asked bitterly: "If I can prove this, you, as saint warriors, have been granted divine power for many years and have received divine grace! What will you do now?
