mtlumby2d Chapter 496: Lose to me
Chapter 496: Lose to me
After everyone digested this shocking news, some radicals who still believed that Zhu Jiu was a wicked man made ugly accusations without thinking twice: "So Zhu Jiu stole someone else's divine wisdom!"
He fully expected that he would receive a lot of support this time as usual.
Unfortunately, no one responded. The scene was cold and everyone looked at him in silence.
Guangyuan Immortal Lord stared at him with his green eyes, as if he was looking at an idiot. "You little pig brain! I've already said that divine wisdom is something only gods possess!"
It is obvious that these wisdoms do not belong to Mo Huaizun and his friends.
Whose is that?
Gui Jiling puffed out his chest proudly, flapped his two little wings quickly, and said in a soaring voice: "Master is just taking back the divine wisdom that temporarily exists in their bodies!"
Everyone was dead silent.
Because that means one thing...
"Is she really a god!!?? There's no mistake in the Monument to the Gods!?" They were horrified and looked at Zhu Jiu with eyes full of shock, suspicion and awe.
Ji Qi laughed several times with his hands on his hips. He had been waiting for this moment for a hundred years! Every day, he listened to these people cursing Zhu Jiu in the stele. He was often so angry that tears fell. He dreamed of seeing these people being slapped in the face!
"Of course she is. If it weren't for her, do you think Heaven would have set up a monument to confer the title of God?"
"Everyone wants to replace her name on the monument, but they don't know that without her, it's unknown whether you can break through to the Mahayana stage, let alone become a god."
Everyone felt that this was a very profound statement, and their expressions changed slightly as they asked, "What do you mean? Didn't the Immortal Lord say that there are also monuments to the gods in other worlds?"
Wasn’t it normal that the revival of Heaven’s Way and the rising of the Monument to the Gods were commonplace?
Guangyuan Immortal Lord laughed, with the arrogance and contempt of immortals towards the remote and poor areas. He was mocking their ignorance, "How many people do you think can become gods if they are born in a small world?"
"Not to mention becoming a god, even becoming an immortal is rare, and among these rare immortals, almost no one can touch the threshold of becoming a god."
"You can also think that it has never happened."
On the one hand, the resources of the small world are backward, and when the cultivators of the big world are born, they either have extraordinary physiques, or have ancestral blood, or become cultivators in the womb...
In short, there are many miraculous things. Not only do they win at the starting line due to their innate qualities, but their acquired environment also makes them far ahead of the small world.
On the other hand, when all the gods and immortals in the divine world come from the big world, naturally, inheritance and close relationships will force the divine world to be completely monopolized. It can be said that the positions above are all reserved, and people in the small world can only get opportunities by standing in line.
With these two approaches in place, gods cannot be born in the small world.
Why would we have a monument to deification if there were no gods? This kind of thing only exists in the big world or some medium-sized worlds.
When Immortal Guangyuan came to the mortal world for the first time and learned that there was a monument to the gods here, he ridiculed the Nine Netherworld and "Zhu Jiuyou" above it, and believed that the Nine Netherworld Heavenly Dao was ambitious and wishful thinking.
As for now, it’s nothing, just a little pain on my face.
Immortal Lord Guangyuan did not explain in such detail, he just said that there was no god in the small world, and everyone understood.
At this time, someone asked, "Who is Zhu Jiu? When did she ascend to heaven and become a god? Why did she separate her divine wisdom?"
Everyone was pondering over the name Zhu Jiuyou, as it did not match those famous cultivators in history. However, it was certain that she existed 40,000 years ago because she created the Canglan Realm.
From this, all the miraculous things about Zhu Jiu were finally explained.
It turns out that a max-level boss has returned to the Novice Village. That’s fine.
Ji Qi smiled and did not answer these people's questions. He just kept talking halfway, which made everyone anxious.
Everyone felt as if ants were crawling all over their bodies, so they had no choice but to say, "Friend Ji Qi, please continue to review the scenes, don't waste time."
I have too many questions and I can't sleep at night without anyone to answer them.
Ji Qi shrugged, "Okay."
So the backtracking continues.
At the same time, Silent Blade Master remained silent. He regretted the death of Hei Batian. If he had not been afraid that day, the "fear" would not have been triggered and Hei Batian would not have been affected. He was still brooding over this matter.
Also, the "God" that he has been grateful to in his heart until now turned out to be the "Evil Emperor" Zhu Jiu, whom he had always been calling for death.
The truth behind the so-called "sins" she carried was quite the opposite.
Thinking about what he had done over the past few hundred years, Lord Jiemie Dao felt it was a little ridiculous.
What is everyone doing? What is he doing?
Lord Jiemie Dao was in a low mood when he suddenly felt his shoulders patted twice. He turned his head and saw Lord Lingyun, whose gentle eyes seemed to be able to accommodate everything.
"Hei Batian used the body of an ordinary tiger to follow you in your training and cultivation. He had already made a choice about his future. He would rather take risks with you for the rest of his life than live in peace in a corner."
"He died peacefully, didn't he?"
Jiemie Daozun sighed, "I have figured this out over the years, but I can't help but feel sad when I think about it."
Someone with ill intentions seized the opportunity to sow discord and said, "If the people from the Heavenly Demon Sect hadn't used fake magic cores to deceive us, the explosion wouldn't have happened, and Hei Batian wouldn't have died."
People from the Demonic Sect can take any reputation in their life, except taking the blame.
Qu Fengying spoke passionately: "Nonsense, is it that the landmarks of Jiuqu Shuozhou are not clear enough or that the people of the Heavenly Demon Sect forced them to get lost?"
"You mean to ask our Heavenly Demon Sect to use the magic core equivalent to a super holy weapon to exchange for disciples from other sects?"
Although the super holy weapon is far inferior to the ancient super holy weapon in Canglan Realm, it is also a treasure of the sect. Who would exchange it?
Qu Fengying bowed to the Lord of Silence Sword in an awkward manner and said, "Please do not blame the Lord of Silence Sword. Even now, we in the Heavenly Demon Sect do not think we have done anything wrong."
His frivolous temperament actually reveals a serious and confident attitude.
The Northern Sword Sect disciple was furious and was about to argue, but the Silence Sword Master raised his hand to suppress him. There was no indignation on his square face, and he said calmly: "This matter ended six hundred years ago. There is no need to argue about who is right and who is wrong."
Over the past few hundred years, the Lord of the Silent Sword has never had any beef with the Demonic Sect over this matter, which means he has no resentment.
The Lord of the Silent Blade could not find fault with anyone else. He could only blame himself for not being in his right mind at the time and getting lost twice in a row and falling into the Dark Forest.
However, Ji Qi smiled strangely, "Do you really think you got lost accidentally, rather than being interfered with by some means?"
Jiemie Daozun's expression froze, his eyes piercing, staring at Ji Qi sharply, "What do you mean?"
"Oh my." Ji Qi shook his head. "Since the explosion was led by Meng Huwan, then your being held hostage at that time was naturally her doing."
"You know, Meng Huwan's methods are always subtle and unpredictable. With just a little guidance, she can make you go further and further astray and end up in the place she has planned."
I am not afraid of fighting with swords and guns, but I am afraid of darkness and secrets, and hidden attacks behind the scenes.
Meng Huwan is such a venomous snake living in the shadows and controlling the chessboard.
Dreams involve the subconscious mind, and she took advantage of this. What's more, she was in the Mahayana stage, so it was easy for her to influence the course of action of a coward.
The Lord of the Silent Sword was stunned. No wonder he got lost twice. It wasn’t that he was stupid, but it was Meng Huwan who was causing trouble!
His teeth were grinding, anger and hatred rising in his heart, but when he thought that Meng Huwan had died long ago, these emotions turned into deep powerlessness.
Lord Lingyun glanced at Ji Qi and shook his head silently.
In fact, he had guessed it, but thinking that the culprit was no longer around, he didn't want to stir up the already calm mood of the Lord of the Silent Sword, so he didn't say anything for the time being, intending to tell him slowly later. Unexpectedly, Ji Qi told it all as soon as he opened his mouth.
Ji Qi didn't care. He came to the world to take revenge on all those who had hurt Zhu Jiu, not to sympathize with others.
So he put his hands in his pockets and smiled, "It doesn't matter, actually. If you weren't timid, frivolous, and not very intelligent, Meng Huwan wouldn't have succeeded so easily. So you should still blame yourself for this."
Everyone: "..."
His little mouth kept chattering as if it was covered with arsenic, without caring about anyone's life or death.
Jiemie Dao Zun: “…”
His defense was broken in an instant, his facial muscles twitched, and he lowered his head in an unsightly manner, like a decadent rooster.
The people from the Northern Sword Sect looked depressed and for a moment they didn't know who to blame.
Lord Lingyun was a kind-hearted person, and he calmly changed the subject, "It's strange to say, if Meng Huwan pretended to be the Jie Yan Demon Lord, then where did the real her go? What is the truth behind the extermination of the Yue clan?"
Lou Yeyu's honorific title is Demon Lord Jie Yan, but everyone is used to calling him Demon Lord.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the scene and they no longer cared about the Lord of the Silent Sword. They focused their attention on the screen.
Xi Lingyi's eyes swept across everyone calmly, focusing on the radical group led by her. Seeing that they were frowning and silent, she raised her eyebrows and a hint of smile flashed in her eyes.
Finally, his gaze fell on Zhu Jiu's jade-like face, and the smile turned into emotion and pride.
Zhu Jiuyou, even if you are a god or immortal, you will still lose to me this time.