Chapter 1304

The Divine Blessing has disappeared.

From the 20,042nd year of the Dao Calendar, the 9th year of the Great Wilderness New Calendar, the 1st year of Divine Blessing, the Divine War of the wilderness began.

To the 15th year of the Great Wilderness New Calendar, the 6th year of Divine Blessing.

Five years of Divine War, unified the wilderness; one year of reform, building people's livelihood, fundamentally changed the pattern of the wilderness.

But after this, this Lord Divine Blessing, who had established great achievements, mastered supreme divine power, liberated barbarian slaves, built large arrays, and was loved and admired by all, disappeared.

For a long time, no one saw his figure in the wilderness again.

There are many opinions about the reason for the disappearance of the Divine Blessing.

Some say that Lord Divine Blessing pleaded for the common people, provoked a terrifying enemy, and was assassinated together.

Some say that Lord Divine Blessing offended the high-level officials of the major tribes in the wilderness and was conspired to death by these despicable and insidious dignitaries.

There are also people who say that Lord Divine Blessing made a mistake during the breakthrough and died of qi deviation.

Of course, the saying that more people believe is that Lord Divine Blessing did not die, but returned to heaven and "converted" to the kingdom of the Divine Lord.

Lord Divine Blessing is not a human.

He is the "Son of God," he has human flesh and blood, walks in the world, but possesses the great power of divine punishment and the heart of compassion for the common people.

He descended from heaven, in the name of the Divine Lord, unified the wilderness, and saved the common people from famine and war.

Now the wilderness is unified, the war has subsided, and the common people in the famine have a foundation for survival.

The "mission" of Lord Divine Blessing is completed, and he has accepted the call of the Divine Lord and returned to the kingdom of the gods.

This is the most "reasonable" and most accepted saying by the vast people of the wilderness.

Making contributions without claiming credit, holding power without abusing it.

Benefiting all things without competing, benefiting the common people without relying on them.

This is something that only "gods" can do.

The barbarian cultivators at the bottom still uphold a simple heart, trusting the Divine Blessing and believing in the Divine Lord.

But the disappearance of the Divine Blessing still caused a huge shock to the entire wilderness mountain realm.

Undercurrents began to surge again.

Vermilion Bird Mountain, Dan Que Tribe.

Seeing Dan Zhu locked himself in the room alone, and the confusion and pain of the past returned to his heart bit by bit.

His heart was empty, as if his whole heart had been dug out.

"Mr. Mo... is gone..."

No trace, no life or death.

Not leaving a single message.

His faith and his firmness in the future seemed to have lost their foundation and began to waver.

Seeing Dan Zhu knew that now is not the time to be decadent and sink. With the disappearance of the Divine Blessing, rebels in various places began to show their heads again, the hearts of many high-level dignitaries began to stir again, and desires began to breed again.

When Mr. Mo was there, they did not dare to have different hearts, and their faith was firm enough.

But once Mr. Mo's suppression was gone, the selfishness and evil thoughts in people's spiritual sense would revive.

The Divine Dao is ethereal. Many things, others may not be able to see clearly, but Seeing Dan Zhu, who has a sincere heart, has been taught by Mo Hua, and has a certain understanding of spiritual sense and human hearts, knows it clearly.

Seeing Dan Zhu only felt the pressure in his heart, as heavy as a mountain.

And the anxiety and suffering brought by the pressure, intertwined with the pain and confusion of losing Mr. Mo, made Seeing Dan Zhu's Dao heart show signs of shattering.

In this long suffering, Seeing Dan Zhu's ears faintly echoed some words that Mo Hua had once told him:

"A cultivator's life, after all, must act according to his own Dao heart, and act according to his own faith..."

"Many things, I cannot make decisions for you."

"I may not, be in the Great Wilderness forever..."

"If one day, I am not here, you must also remember, do not forget your original intention..."

These words, when heard at the time, were just ordinary, and Seeing Dan Zhu did not think too deeply.

But when recalling it in anxiety and pain, he realized that Mr. Mo might have expected such a day very early.

Expected very early that one day, he might encounter an unknown tribulation and disappear from the wilderness, so he instructed himself beforehand...

And what I have to do... is what?

Why did Mr. Mo, instruct me like this?

Seeing Dan Zhu's heart was in a mess, confused and painful, suddenly his expression was startled, and he slowly recited in his mouth:

"A cultivator's life, after all, must act according to his own Dao heart..."

He recited this sentence over and over again, many times. Every time he recited it, the confusion in his heart disappeared by one point, and his gaze became firm.

"Mr. Mo is acting according to his Dao heart, unifying the wilderness, saving the common people..."

"What I should do is also to uphold Mr. Mo's Dao heart, follow Mr. Mo's teachings, and do the things that Mr. Mo has not finished..."

"No matter if Mr. Mo is here or not, where the Dao is, where the heart is, is also where the action is, and it is also where Mr. Mo is heading."

"From now on, no matter what happens, I should follow my own Dao heart, follow the piety to the Divine Lord, maintain the faith of the wilderness, and lead the people of the wilderness to continue to live well..."

"Only in this way, can I not live up to Mr. Mo's teachings and expectations..."

Seeing Dan Zhu's expression was firm, and in his Dao heart, there seemed to be a raging fire, burning fiercely.

After Mo Hua left, Seeing Dan Zhu, who had experienced enlightenment, Divine War, and unification, and had been tempered by the flames of war, had to face various difficulties alone.

Gradually, his Dao heart also underwent a certain transformation.

He is Mo Hua's most trusted disciple.

He is the believer most affirmed by the Divine Blessing.

He is the highest leader of the entire wilderness force, the Divine Slave Tribe, except for the Divine Blessing.

Since then, in the years when the Divine Blessing disappeared, Seeing Dan Zhu, who upheld the Dao heart, took the Divine Slave Tribe as the core and tried his best to fight against internal division and external strong enemies.

With firm belief, maintain the stability of the Divine Dao system, consolidate the faith of the people of the wilderness, and seek a glimmer of life for ordinary barbarian cultivators...

Although the Divine Blessing has disappeared, the faith in the Divine Blessing still exists widely in the wilderness, and is passed down from generation to generation.

And this faith has also become the only spark on the wilderness in the dark and turbulent era of the treacherous Dao.

It's just that at this time, everyone knows nothing about the real darkness.

What they have in their hearts is just the nostalgia for Lord Divine Blessing.

Vermilion Bird Mountain, Divine Blessing Hall.

The big tiger, with black patterns and holy white, lay in its familiar position as usual, guarding the throne of the Divine Blessing.

It's just that on the throne, the person it guarded was no longer there.

The big tiger lay on the ground, raising its head from time to time, looking at the throne, holding a ten-thousandth hope, hoping that the familiar figure would suddenly appear on the throne.

But every time it looked over, the seat was empty.

The big tiger was inexplicably restless, it stood up, walked around the Divine Blessing throne several times, and even used its head to rub against the throne.

But on the throne, no one reached out to touch its big head again.

The only person it allowed to touch its head had disappeared.

In the long years, I don't know when I can meet again.

The big tiger hissed in a low voice, dejectedly lay back on the ground, its head drooping, its eyes full of loneliness and loss.

At the same time, in an unknown prison.

The oppressive sound of water droplets fell.

After an unknown amount of time, a trace of dead silence after being erased came from the broken divinity, and the senses began to recover.

The sea of consciousness was as painful as a needle prick.

Limbs, meridians, and bones all had the pain of breaking after the failure of the breakthrough.

Mo Hua wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't lift a bit of strength all over his body.

He didn't know where he was, and he didn't know what happened to him.

In the chaos, after an unknown amount of time, a fragmented and slightly noisy sound suddenly rang in his ears, as if someone was chatting.

These voices were very special, and Mo Hua hadn't heard them for a long time.

His head was dizzy, unable to think, and for a while, he didn't understand why he felt these two voices were special.

After his spiritual sense recovered a bit, he realized.

Accent.

These people were speaking with a pure Kyushu accent, different from the barbarian cultivators in the wilderness.

Moreover, their accent seemed to be "purer" than the accent of ordinary Kyushu cultivators, with an indescribable "official" flavor.

The content they said also made Mo Hua feel strange.

"How long will the war last..."

"I don't know when I can go back... it's too tormenting..."

"Idiot, just this little ambition..." someone scolded.

Some people also lowered their voices, intermittently, "The thoughts of those above... I can guess a little bit, Kyushu has been like that for so many years... it was divided long ago... fixed grade... where is there any extra territory..."

"Under the whole heaven, is it not the Dao land..."

"The Great Wilderness here, originally was the ancient Lizhou... by reason, it should be the territory of my Dao Court..."

Ancient Lizhou!

Mo Hua's heart shook, and his spiritual sense became much clearer.

But once the spiritual sense was clear, the pain intensified. Although Mo Hua tried his best to endure it, he still emitted a trace of chaotic aura.

And this extremely weak aura attracted the attention of the guards, and the air instantly quieted down.

Then footsteps sounded, as if someone was walking towards Mo Hua, but halfway, the person seemed to be pulled.

"Don't go over, do you want to die?"

"This is someone captured by the True Person, don't approach casually. If something goes wrong, you and I won't be able to explain it."

The footsteps stopped.

A moment later, someone asked: "Is he awake?"

Everyone was silent, and the air quieted down again.

Mo Hua also held his breath and guarded his heart, his spiritual sense restrained, not revealing a trace of aura, like a "living dead."

Several spiritual senses swept across the air. After an unknown amount of time, someone sighed, "Thinking too much... don't underestimate the methods of the True Person..."

In the rustling, several people sat back, mixed with the sound of bottles, water, and cups, as if they were drinking.

"This kid, is he really captured by the True Person?"

"Yes."

Someone looked back, full of surprise, "Who is he? Is he worthy of the True Person capturing him personally?"

"Do you know... Divine Blessing?"

"Heard a little..."

"The Dao Court advanced, attacked the Royal Court, but fought for several years, killing back and forth, finally crossed the Ghost Wolf Pass, turned the army to the wilderness, but found that the road ahead was full of miasma, the grass and trees were withered, and the wilderness was isolated by famine."

"The Dao Court army simply couldn't kill its way in."

"And in this land of famine, there were also chaos and disputes, and the war continued. It happened that in the barbarian tribe, a mysterious Shaman Invoker appeared, calling himself Divine Blessing, stirring up wind and rain in the wilderness, with monstrous power, after unifying the tribes, publicly rebelled against the Dao Court, doing rebellious things..."

Someone pointed to Mo Hua, "This kid is that Divine Blessing."

There was the sound of a cup falling to the ground.

There was also the sound of someone taking a deep breath.

"You are not joking..."

"He... Divine Blessing? Isn't this just a Foundation Establishment?"

"Looking at his age, he hasn't graduated from the sect for a few years, not even older than my son... Can he also rebel against the Dao Court?"

"This is an uncle of the same clan who told me personally... He was doing business in the wilderness and was chased and killed by this Divine Blessing like a dog. His property, spirit stones, and territory were all snatched, and many people died. Now when he hears the words Divine Blessing, his blood habitually surges, and his throat wants to vomit blood..."

"Your uncle..."

"Late Jin Dan."

"Late Jin Dan, chased and killed by a Foundation Establishment?"

"You don't know, it is said that this Divine Blessing has a terrifyingly large force in the wilderness. Many late Jin Dan Great Chieftains and generals are his lackeys. Even the tiger, the king among monsters, was tamed by him as a 'pet'..."

"Was your uncle saying this when he was sober, or when he was drunk?"

"When I am drunk, I also like to brag like this..."

"I didn't lie to you..."

"That's not right," someone frowned, "Famine surrounded the wilderness, the Dao soldiers couldn't get in, how did your uncle get in?"

This person was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "It's that they can't get in now, they could before."

"Similarly, the Dao Court army couldn't kill its way in because there were too many people, but occasionally a few people 'smuggling' in by cultivation and means is not impossible."

"Otherwise, how did the True Person capture this 'Divine Blessing' back?"

"So that's it..."

"So, this teenager... is really the Divine Blessing of the wilderness?"

"Captured by the True Person, how can it be wrong?"

"But... his age is really too small, looking not at all like someone who can do such rebellious things..."

"Don't judge a book by its cover, don't you understand this truth? And, these things are actually not done by 'him'..."

"What do you mean?"

"It is said... that this child is a 'flesh puppet', and some outer god has parasitized him, manipulating him, only then unifying the wilderness."

A gloomy chill emerged, and the sound of gasping for air sounded again.

"Having said that, it is quite reasonable..."

"The world of cultivation is vast, I don't know how many strange and mysterious things there are. Being parasitized by an outer god is not impossible."

"So this kid is actually a 'tool'?"

"Very likely, he is just a 'pawn', wearing the coat of Divine Blessing, being played by others."

"Also a poor worm..."

"Poor my ass!" someone scolded: "You haven't been killed or robbed by him, so you think he is poor."

"Do you know how big the loss of my Hua family in the wilderness is?"

"You and I may not know all the businesses in the family, but these businesses are all carefully planned by the ancestors and are the foundation of my great family."

"The Great Wilderness rebellion, the restart of the war, this is such an important opportunity, involving such great interests, once in a thousand years, but the planning of my Hua family was destroyed by more than half, all thanks to this child."

"This child really deserves to die!"

These words indeed make people feel angry.

Ruining someone's business is equivalent to killing someone's parents. This sentence is engraved in the bones of the Hua family cultivators.

"Since this is the case, the True Person should have killed him at that time, skinned him and pulled his bones, to warn others..."

"Didn't I say it, it's not easy to kill, he has gods on him..."

"The True Person sealed his divinity, but..."

"Hush!" Someone immediately pulled him and said: "Shut up, don't say too much."

"I didn't say too much... this is not something... why can't..."

Before the voice fell, the air instantly choked, and the whole prison was silent.

A moment later, the sound of rustling in a hurry sounded, and everyone stood up, bowing to a Hua-robed cultivator who appeared out of thin air:

"True Person."

"Hmm."

The long-statured Hua-robed cultivator nodded slightly. He didn't know what he heard, but he didn't care, just moved his gaze away and placed it on Mo Hua, who was like a living dead person on the side.

(End of chapter)