Chapter 251 The return of the soul
Spirit world.

As all kinds of debris flew up, the Jiuzhou Formation gradually responded. Xia Ling scratched his fingertips with his fingernails and was about to apply the paint on the box.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away, and a voice sounded.

"Don't push it anymore, to save yourself the trouble later."

Xia Ling was startled, and looked at Gu Qingyuan who came to him quietly and said, "Mr. Li, why are you here?"

"Come and have a look."

Gu Qingyuan looked at the wooden box. Everything in the box represented a belief, a belief that was consistent with the Jiuzhou Formation. That is why when the secret method was used to activate it, it would cause a reaction in the formation.

The ancient sages established the Jiuzhou Great Array to protect the people of Shenzhou. All the people of Shenzhou who have faith can use that secret method. Naturally, there would be no pre-set bloody settings that require only certain bloodlines. Xia Ling smeared blood because the box that stored the remains needed to be maintained. The box was specially made, specifically for preserving the faith on the remains. By using the wooden box, some of the loss of faith relying on it can be reduced.

"Mr. Li, what are you going to do?" Xia Ling asked.

"Your usage is too rough, I can't stand it," Gu Qingyuan picked up an envelope and took a look. The signature on it was a name he just heard of - Chang Qingzi.

"Do you know that this urging is consuming the remains of these remnants?"

Xia Ling nodded: "In fact, the white jade stone stele has suffered the most damage. It was originally 133 centimeters, but now it is only 72."

"Give it here." Gu Qingyuan stretched out his hand.

Xia Ling hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Li, it's not that I don't trust you, but if your belief is not recognized by the Jiuzhou Great Array, it will be useless even if you know the secret method."

She looked at Gu Qingyuan's firm attitude and finally handed over the wooden box.

"If you have a way, please act as soon as possible. If I wasn't concerned that the battle would take too long and easily cause disasters, I wouldn't use the power accumulated over thousands of years in the Nine Provinces Formation."

Xia Ling glanced at the wooden box: "After all, this is the only trace of them left in the world."

"Only traces that exist in the world?" Gu Qingyuan held the wooden box in his hand. "No, didn't you see this vibrant China, this prosperous Changping era, everything about it."

He smiled and said, "Including you, they are all traces of their existence in this world."

Roar--

Bound by golden chains, the Famine Knight, who had been idle for a while, was trying to make his presence felt.

Gu Qingyuan, who was interrupted, turned to look at the Famine Knight who had broken free from his restraints. With a hook of his hand, several fragments turned into flying golden locks and returned.

"I wanted to hide until the right time, but I didn't expect that I would be exposed now?" He laughed at himself.

Gu Qingyuan originally planned to take it step by step and close the net at the end, but he still planned to take action at the last minute. However, he did not care. If one practices only for the purpose of reaching a profound level but cannot make everything follow the heart, then he might as well not practice at all, and become the king or emperor of Daxia and live out his life in comfort.

Unfortunately, Gu Qingyuan has never changed. Some things are worth him doing.

He casually grabbed the white jade stele, which was also incomplete. As the true fire ignited in his hands, the stele shattered and turned into jade liquid.

Seeing this, Xia Ling did not shout or scream. Instead, he took out a thin knife and stared at the Famine Knight who was slowly approaching, intending to protect Gu Qingyuan.

Gu Qingyuan glanced at the Famine Knight, just one glance.

As he looked down, it was as if a thousand weights were pressing down on the knight. His body trembled and slowly sank. It was because he had no legs, otherwise he would have knelt on the spot. With a loud bang, the knight was knocked back hundreds of meters.

Gu Qingyuan no longer cared about famine. As he lifted up the pool of jade liquid, the Jiuzhou Formation began to change.

The nodes in the formation that covered the entire China lit up one by one, and the entire China was like golden stars in the spiritual world.

Gu Qingyuan once couldn't understand why someone would become a traitor. Being someone else's running dog, no matter how high you climb, you are just a dog gnawing bones. How can you have any status?

Some people are obviously well-read and knowledgeable people, so why can't they stand up straight and behave themselves, but have to be traitors and act like dogs?

Later one day when I was talking about this topic with someone, he said that they didn’t know whether the country at that time could survive.

Gu Qingyuan suddenly realized a problem at that moment. Yes, they didn’t know that when I looked back at history from the perspective of a later generation, I had unknowingly forgotten that people at that time didn’t know that the motherland at that time could really achieve the final victory and become a completely independent country again. In the context of the loss of territory, the final victory was more like a foolish dream. It turned out that everything that I took for granted was not the inevitable result of the historical process.

Those who were traitors never imagined that this day would come.

In fact, those who became heroes and martyrs probably never imagined it.

It was not until that day that he suddenly realized that "not becoming a slave of a conquered nation" was not an inevitable result, "struggle victory" was not an inevitable result, and "establishing an independent and strong country" was not an inevitable result...

It turns out that when those people said "We will definitely win in the end", they didn't really know that they could really succeed.

It turns out that when they sacrificed themselves one after another, they were not really sure whether their sacrifice could bring about the results they wanted.

So this is what “firm belief” means.

It turned out that he had always known they were great, but still underestimated their greatness.

"You also want to see it, right? See today's prosperity, today's prosperity, today's lights in thousands of homes." Gu Qingyuan muttered to himself as he looked at the wooden box, as if he was talking to those people in his distant hometown.

Xia Ling was stunned for a moment, then fell silent. The dead are gone, and even if one tells it thousands of times in front of his tombstone, it can only comfort the hearts of the living.

Inside the response room, Gu Qingyuan's words were transmitted back verbatim, and the entire hall became even quieter, as if something was pressing on one's heart, heavy and unable to be expressed.

"Hey, why are your eyes red?" Meng Wanqiu patted Lu Ming's shoulder and moved her head closer to Lu Ming, who was deliberately lowering his head.

Lu Ming pushed Meng Wanqiu away and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

"They are already dead. If you want to pay tribute to them, go to the martyrs' cemetery, or go to the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland, or go to every corner of this world. If there really is such a thing as the Way of Heaven, it will definitely convey your feelings to them." Meng Wanqiu said in a hoarse voice that she had not noticed before.

"How does one say it? Oh, yes, I watched the earth being born, the sky growing, and the people shouldering their responsibilities. This is probably the so-called way of heaven!"

He bumped his shoulder against Lu Ming and said, "Think positively, live well, and see this beautiful world for them. After all, they can't come back."

Lu Ming did not respond, but stared at the screen, and saw Gu Qingyuan's lips moving silently.

"I heard it," Gu Qingyuan said silently, then spoke softly.

"Command, soul, return!"

(End of this chapter)