Stunning beauty

Suzaku sect.

The sage arrived in person, forced open the entrance to the secret realm, and entered the sect.

With everyone looking in shock, the sage came to the statue of Zhuque and politely asked Suzaku to show up to see the saint.

Everyone knows how powerful the gods are, so they are afraid and dare not blaspheme.

However, no one can know the power of the sages in the world. It is as high as the sky and has no end in sight.

Even though he is as powerful as the moon god, when he sees a Confucian leader, he must politely call out the sages in the world and not dare to be disrespectful.

This is the No. 1 measure throughout the ages. Perhaps, only the leader of the Taoist sect who commanded the world thousands of years ago can compare with it.

In front of the Suzaku statue, the three of them waited quietly, with a powerful momentum that seemed to be higher than the mountains.

Time passed little by little, but there was still no movement at the Suzaku statue. In the distance, the old master of the Suzaku Sect and the masters of the Suzaku Sect did not dare to step forward. They all stood there, not daring to show their anger.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the Suzaku statue still did not respond. In front of him, the last bit of patience in Kongqiu's heart was exhausted. A cold look flashed on his old face, and he raised his right hand. In an instant, the sky above the entire Suzaku Sect was filled with awe-inspiring righteousness. Covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The sages were angry, the situation changed, and the terrifying momentum made the heaven and earth shake.

"Sages of the human race, please calm down the wrath of the thunder."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded between heaven and earth, and then, with the Suzaku statue as the center, flames filled the air, turning a ten-foot radius into a sea of ​​fire.

The space where the three people were located also changed accordingly.

In the illusory time and space, an illusory silhouette appeared in front of the three people. The familiar face was exactly the same as Zhu Zhu's appearance before she fell into coma.

"Human sage, why are you here today?" Suzaku looked at the old man in front of him and asked.

"Ask one thing."

Kongqiu looked at the remaining spiritual consciousness of Suzaku in front of him, and said lightly, "How can you separate the consciousness you left in the body of Saint Suzaku?"

"Inseparable."

Suzaku shook his head slightly and responded, "Twenty years ago, people from the Suzaku Sect woke me up and voluntarily sacrificed the saint. I got her body and my consciousness merged with it. In 20 years, I no longer distinguish between you and me. .”

"What if I take action and wipe out the divine consciousness in her body?" Confucius narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with a cold look.

"The consciousness of Saint Suzaku will also disappear."

Suzaku said sternly, "Human Sage, although your power is intimidating, you should also know that there are some things that no matter how strong you are, you cannot change."

At this point, Suzaku paused and said seriously, "Doing it forcefully will only make the results worse. In the end, magical power will not be defeated by karma!"

"It's man-made."

Confucius said with a cold expression, "Suzaku, since I'm here today, I must get the answer. Saint Suzaku must live. You should understand what I mean!"

"Become a god."

Suzaku thought for a while and replied, "That is what the human race said. The spiritual consciousness that breaks through the five realms and the divine realm has a qualitative transformation compared to ordinary warriors. Perhaps, there is a glimmer of hope to regain the initiative of consciousness."

"A silver lining?"

Confucius frowned and asked, "Isn't it even possible?"

Suzaku was silent. After a moment, he nodded and said, "The spiritual consciousness of the gods is naturally powerful. My consciousness and that of the Saint Suzaku have been integrated. Her spiritual consciousness is growing, and so am I. Therefore, even if she breaks through the five realms, she can regain it." The possibility of conscious initiative is less than [-]%, but this is her last chance."

Kongqiu looked slightly condensed and continued to ask, "In the battle at Tianshan Peak, the Suzaku Saint was destroyed by a sword and her heart was destroyed. She was left with only one breath to hold on to life. She is no different from death. How can she return to heaven?"

"Miraculous medicine."

Suzaku replied, "There should be a magical medicine that can bring the dead back to life. I can't tell you exactly how to bring her back to heaven. You can only try it yourself. There is no definite answer to this matter."

After hearing the answer from Suzaku in front of him, Confucius nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Suzaku, winter is coming, will the gods still come in this era?"

"Hard to say."

Suzaku hesitated for a moment and replied, "The gods have never given up the idea of ​​coming to the world. As long as there is a chance, they will definitely appear again. The human race had better be careful and not give the gods this opportunity."

"Do you believe?" Confucius asked.

"good."

Suzaku nodded and responded, "The power of faith is one of the most important ways for the gods to come to the world. As long as humans still have respect for the gods, the gods can always find opportunities to come to the world again. To a certain extent, this is the human race itself. The choice, the reincarnation of cause and effect, can’t blame others.”

"No sentient beings should bear the consequences of a fool's mistake." Confucius said with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"The Fool is also a human race."

Suzaku responded in a calm tone, "Sage of the human race, you educate all peoples and try to enlighten all peoples. What is the result? The human race is still at war, greedy and ignorant. The emergence of the gods is the result of the greed of the human race. As long as the human race does not change Due to one’s own ignorance, sooner or later the gods will come back to this world again.”

"what about you?"

Confucius asked, "How do you choose among the four gods this time?"

"We have cooperated with the human race for too long, and we will still stand on the side of the human race. However, our power has been weakened too much and is not enough to change anything."

Suzaku answered truthfully, "If the gods really come, the human race will still need masters like you, the human sage, or people as powerful as the Taoist sect thousands of years ago. Only the human race can save the human race."

"According to your judgment, how likely is it that the gods will come?" Confucius asked.

"Now it seems that it is less than [-]%."

Suzaku said truthfully, "However, with the coming of winter and the collapse of rituals and music, the human race has no hope in their hearts. Presumably, many people will place their hopes on the gods. By then, the gods will come to the world in the direction of everyone's will, and it will be unstoppable."

Hearing this, Confucius frowned again.

Trouble.

The human race will always rely on the gods for things they cannot do. After the cold winter comes, this idea will undoubtedly amplify quickly.

Everyone wants the gods to come to the world!

"The sage of the human race."

Suzaku stared at the old man in front of him and reminded, "Whether the gods come or not is actually decided by the human race itself. If possible, find a way to break the winter catastrophe as soon as possible. Otherwise, people's hearts will be unpredictable. When thousands of people begin Pray for the blessings of the gods. It is very likely that the gods will appear in the world again."

"The old man understands."

Confucius nodded, thought for a moment, and asked, "I'm asking someone, Chang Xi, if you know where she is?"

"Chang Xi?"

Suzaku asked in surprise, "That human Valkyrie?"