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Chapter 36: I will protect everything I desire! I will defend against all those who oppose me, all t
"The true man asked me what path I follow."
Gu Xuan slowly raised his head.
The crimson-gold dragon pattern on the Heaven-Shaking Spear at his waist slowly swirled and flickered.
He raised his right hand, spreading out his palm, which was covered with rough calluses and scars.
"During my three years in Beihai, when I was crawling out of piles of corpses, I didn't have these mysterious and profound things in my mind."
All I know is—
Gu Xuan's voice was flat, as if he were stating a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him.
"I can't die."
"If you lose your life, you lose everything."
Mo Liqing's eyes flickered upon hearing this.
He knew all too well how cruel the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in Beihai were.
"Later, he broke free from the shackles of the Nine Li, became a Celestial Immortal, and obtained the Shangqing True Secret."
Gu Xuan slowly lowered his hand, his dark eyes remaining calm and still.
"What I'm thinking is..."
"I survived even with God's help, so I'm going to keep going!"
"The path must not be interrupted."
He paused.
The fierce wind outside the tent suddenly stopped.
Inside and outside the dilapidated tent, only his voice echoed.
"But only now, after all this time, have I realized something."
Gu Xuan's eyes gradually deepened. "My life is mine, and so is my path."
"But if I'm just living to survive, becoming stronger to become stronger..."
"Then what's the difference between me, Gu Xuan, and a beast that only knows how to follow its instincts to survive?"
Mo Lishou opened his mouth.
In my excitement, I was about to say something.
But Mo Liqing sternly glared at him and firmly pushed him back down.
Gu Xuan slowly turned his head and looked at the two broken spears on the table inside the tent.
"Yang Jian's ordinary spear..."
"The reason why it can bear the heaven-defying spear intent that can even split the heavens and earth is not because it is tempered to be particularly hard."
Gu Xuan spoke slowly and deliberately, "But because..."
"Some people would rather die than give up their lives and their souls, so they would use this gun to protect something."
The words fell.
Gu Xuan paused for a moment.
He suddenly turned around and looked at Zhao Gongming in front of him again.
There was no hesitation or evasion in his eyes, only a crystal-clear clarity!
"so--"
"My Dao, Gu Xuan's Dao, is not about the ethereal fate, nor is it about the lofty Dao."
"My Dao, Gu Xuan's Dao, resides in my heart."
"I want to protect everything, everyone, and all that I want to protect!"
"Buzz—!"
The moment the words fell.
The Heaven-Shaking Spear suddenly emitted a deep, excited hum.
"But if anyone dares to stop me..."
Gu Xuan's eyes suddenly changed, and a sharp, piercing light appeared.
An unyielding, frost-golden spear intent surged straight up into the sky!
"Then I will defy all who and everything that obstructs me!"
"Those who obstruct me—"
"sky!"
boom!
The word fell.
Mo Lihong's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively grabbed the jade pipa at his waist.
Mo Lihai gasped.
Mo Lishou stared wide-eyed as if he had seen a ghost.
Mo Liqing gripped the hilt of the Qingyun Sword tightly.
The group felt a chill run down their spines, and their gazes involuntarily turned to Zhao Gongming with a hint of trepidation.
After a brief silence, Zhao Gongming's laughter suddenly erupted!
The laughter was mixed with the vast magical power of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, causing the tattered curtains to tremble.
"good!"
"What a fine example of guarding one's heart!"
"What an incredible feat!"
However, as they laughed...
The smile on Zhao Gongming's face slowly faded.
There was silence for a moment.
He looked up at Gu Xuan, his gaze filled with complex emotions.
"I have seen far too many instances of upholding life and the Way."
"But guarding one's heart..."
He paused, then turned to look at a distant place in the depths of the sky.
"When I first entered my master's school."
"My master once said that my temperament is most like the teachings of the Jie Sect."
"I have believed this for tens of thousands of years."
Zhao Gongming lowered his head with a self-deprecating tone, his voice revealing the vicissitudes of time.
"Only after hearing your words today do I understand."
"What I follow is 'guarding' rather than 'intercepting'."
"Protect what Master gave us, protect the reputation of the Jie Sect, and uphold the title of 'most like' the sect."
Zhao Gongming looked at Gu Xuan again, something shifting in his eyes.
"And your path..."
"Preserve amidst adversity, and find adversity even in defense!"
"The doctrines of the Jie Sect are inherently about fighting against fate and clinging to a sliver of hope!"
Zhao Gongming's gaze was intense. "You—"
"He is more like a member of the Jie Sect than I am."
That's all.
He looked at Gu Xuan and remained silent for a long time.
He then reached into his robes and slowly and carefully took out a jade slip.
The jade slip is entirely dark blue, with no elaborate symbols or carvings on its surface.
In the very center, there is a deep sword mark.
The sword mark cleaved down from the top of the jade slip, almost splitting the entire jade slip in two, but then stopped abruptly at the last inch.
"In my early years, my master personally bestowed upon me this wisp of Qingping sword intent."
His thumb gently traced the three cracks on the surface of the jade slip, his movements extremely light and gentle.
"I have kept this sword intent close to my body for tens of thousands of years."
"From Xuanxian to Jinxian, and then from Jinxian to Taiyi Jinxian..."
"In this heaven and on earth, there has never been anyone before—"
He slowly raised his head to look at Gu Xuan, a wild smile suddenly appearing on his lips.
"You can persuade this humble Taoist to use this treasure."
Zhao Gongming flicked his wrist slightly and gently pushed the jade slip forward.
The dark blue jade slip floated slowly to Gu Xuan's front and hovered in mid-air.
Zhao Gongming said casually, "You should refine this Qingping sword intent into your spear."
"That gun, then, has grown 'bones'!"
Inside the large tent.
The four demon generals were so shocked they were almost numb.
A sacred treasure bestowed by a sage to protect the Way...
Master Zhao just gave it away so casually?!
After doing all this, Zhao Gongming remained silent for a moment.
Then, he looked at Gu Xuan and spoke very naturally.
"Since you mentioned 'guarding the heart'..."
"Since you mentioned 'guarding the heart'..."
"So, this humble Taoist priest muster the courage to ask—"
Zhao Gongming stared at Gu Xuan, the arrogance in his eyes gone.
Deep within his dark eyes lay a seriousness that had been rarely seen in tens of thousands of years.
"What's on your mind...?"
"Is there a place for me?"
The words fell.
Mo Liqing and the other three were stunned at the same time, as if struck by lightning.
Mo Lishou opened his mouth wide and babbled for a long time, but couldn't utter a single word.
Gu Xuan quietly looked at Zhao Gongming in front of him.
There was silence for a moment.
Then, the armor rattled.
Gu Xuan took a half step back and solemnly bowed deeply to Zhao Gongming.
"Disciple Gu Xuan."
"Greetings, Master!"
Zhao Gongming stared intently, the light in his eyes growing brighter and brighter.
"Hahahaha!"
He suddenly threw his head back and laughed wildly, shaking the dark clouds in the sky away!
Zhao Gongming waved his sleeve and turned around.
"Good! Good! Good!"
"Defend! Intercept! Rebel!"
His voice echoed in the wind, revealing an arrogant and unyielding spirit.
"Let me see for myself—"
"Just how big a hole can your gun possibly poke in God's heart?!"
call--
The stagnant gale returned to the tent.
The tall figure, clad in a black Taoist robe, had already strode away into the distance.
Gu Xuan slowly straightened up.
With a solemn expression, he put away the dark blue jade slip.
The marks of the Qingping sword pulsated and heated slightly between his fingers, as if they were living things.
Gu Xuan slowly closed his five fingers, gripping it tightly.
……
Meanwhile, on the walls of Xiqi City.
Yang Jian's face was deathly pale, his eyes fixed on the Shang army camp.
The frost-gold spear's edge had mostly dissipated, leaving only a thin layer of lingering light.
But Yang Jian's body suddenly trembled.
This intent...
There's a new thought that didn't exist before!
It's just like……
It's like the thought of that figure blocking his way a long, long time ago!