“Incomplete means…”

"When everyone else wakes up, you will know." Xia Ying whispered, "In general, it's a very long story, I won't repeat it."

Feng Yan frowned slightly - She saw the beginning of the story of the floating light from Feng Dai, and then heard the end from Xiaying, but it was just that change in the middle.

But now Xiaying doesn't want to talk about it, so what can it be?

She lowered her head, took out a piece of cloth from her sleeve, and spread it between herself and the flaws.

That was the "secret of heaven" left by Bai Wuji.

"In the past six months, I have reviewed all the bloody cases committed by the spirit-savior in recent years," Feng Yan said softly, "Since the floating light is the eyeliner you placed next to the emperor, you should have seen this piece of cloth a long time ago."

Xia Ying looked at the cloth and said, "Bai Wuji's suicide note?"

"Yes, it's something left by Master Bai Tian." Feng Yan whispered.

She spread the cloth, and the color of the formation on it was lighter than a few days ago, and it was almost at a level that could not be seen.

"You have been using this formation for the corresponding sacrifices over the years, right?" Before Xiaying could answer, Feng Yan had already continued, "I have a rough calculation. In recent years, there were almost 100,000 people who died in the sacrifices of the spirit-sacrificing people... Are these done to kill Gusheshanjun?"

"right."

"How did it do it?" Feng Yan said softly, "I read the case file and said that these people died on their own. None of them were tied up and forced to go to the place of sacrifice. I guess you might have manipulated them in some way... but it seems not that simple."

She raised her head and looked at Xiaying, "What the hell have you done?"

"It's actually very simple." Xia Ying whispered, "They are indeed voluntary - I just let Fu Guang tell them in advance what will happen in the future."

What will happen in the future...

Feng Yan frowned slightly, and Wei Xingzhen suddenly realized, "The dream that Duke Zhenguo had had—"

"That was an accident." Xia Ying whispered, "He shouldn't have appeared there, but he still saw it."

"You tell some people what will happen in the future - and then?"

"People who fall into extreme horror and despair will become new spirit saints." Xia Ying looked at Feng Yan, "They will willingly give up their own despair to prevent the disaster from happening, and the rest will soon forget this dream.

"As for the old Duke, he was indeed in extreme despair, but he was not on our pre-planned list, and Kuang Lu could not guide him to the promised land. I have seen him once and asked him to find a way to calm this despair himself... And he seems to have indeed found a way to calm him over the years."

Feng Yan raised her head thoughtfully and fell into a brief meditation.

Give yourself out of extreme horror and despair...

Xiaying also looked at the floating tomb.

When they first made a contract with her, both of them firmly believed that the underground of Liufu Mountain suppressed a demon that was enough to destroy the world.

It was this evil that caused the weak water disaster in the Western Regions fifteen years ago, which made Xia Ying lose all his relatives and friends at that time.

It was the culprit that caused Feng Zhiyan to fall four hundred years ago, making Feng Zhiyan beyond recognition and eventually betrayal of his relatives.

Not to mention that it makes the current heavenly way very afraid. If it does not put it to death, the heavenly way will never stop.

Before actually talking to Gushe Mountain Lord, Xiaying never thought of the possibility that now--the one who suppressed the mountain was not the evil spirit, but another heavenly way that could never turn over.

Although the boundary between good and evil has long been blurred here, he always believed that he was following the great way of the world, and the deaths and injuries of countless dust sweepers will eventually be exchanged for a peaceful world.

A peaceful world where Gusheshanjun does not exist.

"What's going on now?" Feng Yan asked.

"It's over." Xia Ying whispered.

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, "Is it over?"

"There were indeed many accidents in the process, but they were all over." Xia Ying said softly, looking at the cloth brought by Feng Yan, "The people who died in the mouths of monsters outside the domain in recent days are offerings of Yin. Although the cost is huge, the last corner of the formation has been put into use.

"The final strangulation is underway in the underground of Liufu Mountain. During this period, I will stay in Daizong Mountain. When Gush completely dies, I will leave here."

As he said that, Xiaying stood up.

"Wait, have you heard of what happened recently in Chang'an?" Feng Yan asked.

"I heard it," Xia Ying whispered, "because of Guzhe's anger, the whole of Chang'an was flooded with weak water."

"Is there a way to save those who died of weak water in the world?"

Xiaying was silent for a while, then looked at Feng Yan, "...If there were, I wouldn't be a messenger now."

"I'm very curious." Feng Yan also stood up, "I have never seen the Heavenly Dao before. You should... have seen it, the true body of the Heavenly Dao."

"What are you curious about?"

"I'm curious about the way of heaven." Feng Yan said softly, "I never thought about this problem before. I thought that the way of heaven was probably the gods in the world, but now it seems that the way of heaven was fighting each other is no different from the two people who are full of resentment and fighting each other - I'm afraid that the most resentful and vicious monsters in the world will not erase the lives of thousands or tens of thousands of people at any time.

“But to the way of heaven, this seems like a...a little thing worth mentioning.

"If one way of heaven wants to kill another way of heaven, it cannot be done by oneself, but by mortals in the world, it must be sacrificed by mortals in the world - including messengers like you. If you did not act for him in the mortal world, he would not be able to do this right now...

"We need people and despise people. We enjoy everything that people offer sacrifices and show mercy to people." Feng Yan blinked, "Did your god have a tyrant face?"

A slight thunder came from the sky.

Several people looked up at the same time and saw black clouds rolling around in the sky.

"I heard from Feng Dai that among the Feng family's daughters in every generation, one of them will be called a messenger." Feng Yan said softly, "It's just that the messenger of Guzhai never has to pay any price-except me.

"The messenger of Gushe has always been just a false name. It may not be something she can decide who will become her messenger in the end. The daughters of the Feng family did not receive the power granted by the way of heaven because they became messengers, so they did not have to bear the corresponding price.

"And the changes that appeared in me - perhaps a sign that the power of Gushu at the foot of Liufu Mountain is becoming stronger and stronger, so I am more like a messenger than all my ancestors. This is something I have realized recently."

Xiaying raised her eyes to look at the unusual wind and clouds above her head. He frowned and looked at Feng Yan, "...You're the best, don't talk about it."

However, Feng Yan had no sign of stopping, and she smiled.

"If the messenger, in accordance with the will of the Heavenly Way, receives the power given by the Heavenly Way, and also bears the corresponding pain - then can I speculate that the same thing happened ten times a hundred times a day?"
Chapter completed!