Chapter 682 Phoenix Cry

Lunar Temple was the sacred land that Confucian scholars dreamed of.

The white-clothed officials studied Confucianism and sought to rule the country and the people, while the black-clothed profound scholars studied the techniques of the Book of Changes, calculated the Heavenly Secrets, and sought to see through the Grand Dao.

Montenegro was one of the former Great Profound Scholars. The techniques of Zhou Yi were truly too complicated. Montenegro had served around Supreme True Man in the Lunar Temple for a full sixty years.

There was no time in the mountains, and sixty years was no more than a flick of the finger.

The Book of Changes technique in Montenegro progressed at an astonishing speed, far surpassing that of his peers. However, his master still did not put him in his eyes, never allowing him to participate in any calculations of Heavenly Secrets.

Montenegro finally lost his patience. He decided to do something to make the Supreme True Man realize his extraordinary abilities and teach him more profound techniques of the Book of Changes.

That day, he took a bath, changed his clothes, burned incense, and made tea. Then, he opened his fate plate by himself and calculated the heavenly secrets.

Actually, the so-called Book of Changes method was just a deduction. The past was a foregone conclusion. It was not difficult to calculate, but it only took a lot of effort. However, the future was full of variables. If one wanted to measure it, it would be the time to test one's cultivation.

At that time, the three kingdoms had just been established, and they were on a par. It was also the general trend of the world that they would be separated and separated over a long period of time.

Montenegro was prepared to deduce who would rule the world and achieve extraordinary inheritance in the end, in order to win the favor of Supreme True Man . However, he had counted all the days, but he couldn't get any results. Because of this, he sat in his room and did not step out of the room for a full year, waiting behind his face.

The romantic scholar who once had eyes that were seven feet tall and divine had transformed into such a skinny, wooden-like figure.

However, the proverb he had obtained was only four words and nineteen words.

This was the meaning behind the word. Montenegro did not understand it, but it could feel a force pulling it. He locked himself up in his room and began to deduce again. Time and again, five years passed in the blink of an eye.

In return, he received even more proverbs: Nineteen is the extreme, and the world goes back to the abyss. Fate Star Solitary Light, Phoenix Linxu.

These sixteen words caused Montenegro to go crazy for a time. He did not understand the meaning behind these words, but he felt inexplicable fear. Under such fear, he finally found Supreme True Man and begged him to resolve his doubts.

Daoist Supreme didn't seem to be surprised by the arrival of Montenegro at all. He held the motto that Montenegro had used six years of effort to calculate, and after a moment of silence, he said, "The techniques of the Book of Changes can be counted as everything, but the hearts of the people are unfathomable."

"You can go down the mountain. When you meet someone one day to let you understand this principle, the confusion in the motto will be solved."

…

In the hundred years that Montenegro had followed the Ksitigarbha King, he had met many people, and there were naturally many who were not afraid of death.

But all of this was enough to shock him so much.

He looked at the girl dressed in red in the snow and the Phoenix Divine Bird that was dying behind her.

As he descended the mountain, the words his master had spoken to him also sounded the motto that he had exchanged for six years of time and endless effort.

He was in a daze, but he also couldn't understand the connection between the proverb and the person in front of him. Only after Ye Hongjian had cut a bloody mark on her neck did he regain his senses.

But at this time, it seemed that it was too late, and Ye Hongjian's death had already become a foregone conclusion.

Naturally, Montenegro would not feel any guilt because of Ye Hongjian's death. Even at this moment, the plan to capture Ye Hongjian alive was no longer important. He immersed himself in his thoughts, thinking about the motto from the past, thinking about what Master had said before he left, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper at that time.

He wasn't sure if this was the answer he had been searching for. At the same time, while he was thinking about this, Ye Hongjian's sword had completely wiped away Ye Hongjian's snow-white neck. The crimson blood flowed out, and Ye Hongjian's vitality quickly disappeared.

However, the arrival of death did not cause Ye Hongjian to feel too much fear. Instead, it made her calm and relieved that she had not felt for a long time.

From the first encounter, to betrayal, to separation, she always wanted to do something for Xu Han, but because of her different standpoints, or because of her low cultivation, it was always counterproductive.

She didn't know why, but after knowing Xu Han for a short time, she decided on him. This was something she had never thought of before, but it was as if she had her own traction. She had fallen into a certain kind of predestined fate, and she was surprisingly not disgusted with this kind of "fate".

However, Ye Hongjian was not the kind of woman who only wanted to be at ease with her husband and children at home. She wanted to do something that could help Xu Han, who was also struggling in certain destinies. For this reason, she worked very hard and arrived at the Immortal Realm before she was twenty years old.

This was something to be proud of. He did not dare to say that there was no one who came after him, but at least there was no one before him. Unfortunately, the enemies they faced were truly too powerful. Even Immortals' cultivation seemed to be so insignificant in front of these enemies.

Now, the only and last thing she could do for him was not to drag him down any longer.

She did it as she wished.

Because of this, she was very happy. The corner of her mouth hooked into a smile, and the hand holding the sword weakly drooped down. She looked back with difficulty and calmness. She looked at her parents who were still unconscious not far away. She then looked at the Divine Phoenix Bird that was connected to her mind but was also on the verge of death.

"I'm sorry…"

With that, she slowly closed her eyes and fell to the ground. The red dress was raised in the heavy gray snow, like a ball of flame.

A ball of burning but extinguishing flames…

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Death was a rare experience for Ye Hongjian.

At least in Ye Hongjian's memories, it seemed like this was the first time in her life that she was so close to death.

There was no pain in her imagination. Instead, it was serenity and tranquility. Her body fell, but memories of the past kept appearing in her mind.

In the night of Heng Imperial City, she walked side by side with Xu Han. She and Xu Han sat in the pavilion and watched the snow scene of the Exquisite Pavilion, chatting and laughing. On a rainy night in Tiance Prefecture, the Headmaster pointed out of the window and said something that she did not remember clearly, but seemed to be very important. When he was a child, he messed around at home, but his father was angry and couldn't bear to scold him.

Everything flashed like a flowing shadow, but it suddenly stopped.

Boom.

With a light sound, Ye Hongjian's body finally fell heavily to the ground.

She closed her eyes and the snow dust rose up. The burning flames in the world finally extinguished at this moment.

The Divine Phoenix Bird nearby witnessed all of this. It raised its head and let out a loud cry of sorrow. Its voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth. It was filled with sorrow and melancholy, as if it was sobbing.

At this moment, Montenegro finally regained his senses. He shook his head with dim interest and was about to beckon the Holy Marquis to leave.

He knew very well that once Ye Hongjian died, the phoenix would gradually dissipate. As for Ye Chengtai and his wife, without Ye Hongjian, they would completely lose their usefulness to the Dark Asura Palace, and their life and death would no longer matter.

Thinking of this, he took a step forward and was about to leave.

"Heng!!!"

Another loud cry of sorrow rang out. Montenegro's footsteps were suspended in the air, and his expression changed.

He suddenly turned around, and a scene that was destined to be unforgettable to him appeared before his eyes.

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