Nightwatcher Chapter 85: Change the sky (1)

Da Feng Da Geng Ren Jing Cha Feng Yun Chapter 85 Change of Sky Yi Erbu finished, "seeing" Xu Qi'an at the bow of the ship, as if being hit by someone, his pupils dilated slightly, and his expression was instantly dull.

"If there is nothing wrong, Master Ben Linghui will leave first."

Ilb retracted his gaze and said flatly, planning to leave.

"Wait!"

Xu Qi'an breathed out slowly and asked:

"Is the ancestral home of the first generation Jianzheng in Xiangzhou?"

When he asked these words, his surface was calm, but his heart was quietly tense.

Ilb frowned:

"How do I know, I know, why should I tell you."

After taking advantage of Xu Qi'an's sentence, he turned his head and left.

In the slightly hot sunlight, Xu Qi'an sat on the bow of the boat, silent.

"What's wrong?"

Mun Nanzhi asked at the other end of the boat.

Because of the familiarity with each other, she could feel that Xu Qi'an was in a state of something wrong. She should have been happy to get the refining materials for resurrecting Wei Yuan, but he sat there in a daze.

Xu Qi'an exhaled and calmed down, saying:

"Remember the map of the tomb of the Chai family?"

Mun Nanzhi tilted his head and thought about it:

"The ancestors of the Chai family used to be guards of the tomb. Later, because the map of the tomb was destroyed, the only one, um, the child was sold as a slave in southern Xinjiang, and later returned to Xiangzhou and established the current Chai family." /

She stumbled upon these words, trying to remember.

Xu Qi'an asked again:

"Whose tomb do you think is that tomb?"

Munanzhi said:

"How do I know!"

Bai Ji Jiaosheng echoed: "That's it!"

Hey........ Xu Qi'an sighed and exhaled and said:

"Then if I tell you, the first generation supervisor is called Chai Xinjue?"

Munanzhi and Bai Ji tilt their heads to the left at the same time, their expressions are confused and charming.

They didn't turn their minds.

Xu Qi'an couldn't tell for a moment whether they hadn't remembered the character of the original Supervisor, or hadn't understood what he meant.

After all, the information of the first generation of Jianzheng was shielded from secrets, but because of the sense of historical fragmentation, it cannot be completely forgotten.

"The owner of the tomb is the first generation Jianzheng." Xu Qi'an directly solved the mystery.

Then, Mu Nanzhi and Bai Ji opened their eyes wide at the same time, billowing.

"So Chai Xing'er is a descendant of the original Jianzheng?" Mu Nanzhi felt that Xu Qi'an was talking nonsense, with a face of disbelief:

"How is this possible? People with the surname Chai are everywhere, maybe it's a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence!" Bai Ji repeated it.

Xu Qi'an shook his head:

"There are many people surnamed Chai, but there are not many people who can let Xu Pingfeng come to the door in person... There is no such coincidence in the world.

"Furthermore, the first prisoner died in the Wuzong rebellion five hundred years ago. In terms of time, although it is impossible to prove that the Chai family has a five-hundred-year history, there is no contradiction."

Pushing the timeline, the Chai family was originally a mausoleum guardian, but then gave up the status of mausoleum guardian and settled in Xiangzhou. Later, because someone coveted the map of the tomb, the Chai Family Mansions were destroyed. And sold the only child to South Xinjiang as a slave.

A hundred years ago, that child returned to Xiangzhou and became the ancestor of the Chai family.

In other words, the history of the Chai family will never be less than two hundred years.

So there is no contradiction in time.

"I’ve always wondered why Xu Pingshan pays attention to a small family of Jianghu. Compared with his second-class warlock, the Chai family is like an ant. After knowing that the Chai family has a mysterious tomb map, I started again. It’s strange how this tomb can arouse Xu Pingfeng’s attention."

Xu Qi'an squeezed her eyebrows: "Later, I thought it was Xu Pingfeng who had contacted the leader of the Corpse Gu, and after seeing the map from him, followed this line to find the Chai family."

It took a long time for Mu Nanzhi to digest his words and frowned:

"Isn't it?"

"This possibility is not ruled out, but there may be another possibility!"

Xu Qi'an's face turned a little ugly:

"Perhaps, Xu Pingfeng learned the information of the tomb from the hand of the line five hundred years ago, and knew that the Chai family was the guardian of the tomb of the first generation Jianzheng. There are just a few details that I haven't figured out yet."

"What are the details?"

Bai Ji asked crisply.

Xu Qi'an did not respond.

First: What did Xu Pingfeng look for in the early tomb? The first generations are dead, and his tomb is worthless.

Second: The first generation prisoner died in the Wuzong rebellion that year. Has his bones been preserved? It is said that the corpse buried in this large tomb is really the first generation corpse?

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Jingshan City.

Salen Agu, wearing a linen robe, walked along the stone steps to the altar.

On the vast altar, two sculptures stand face to face, one of them is wearing a wide-sleeved robe, with a young face and a crown of thorns on his head.

The other wears an ancient Confucian gown, a Confucian crown on his head, one hand on his back and the other on his lower abdomen.

Saron Agu walked to the sculpture of the witch god, bowed slightly, bowed, and then muttered some words, vaguely heard some words:

"The Baidi........ The gatekeeper........The first generation of supervisors.........it has a problem........."

After speaking, Saran Agu lowered his head and made a listening gesture.

A few seconds later, Arun Agu raised his head, slowly narrowed his eyes, and muttered to himself:

"Dahuang, there is only one..."

............

Western Regions, Alan Tuo.

The Guangxian Bodhisattva in the image of a young monk in a robe, sits cross-legged under a bodhi tree.

The blue silk is like a waterfall, dressed in white, and barefoot like snow, carrying a jade pot in his hand.

The "rope" of the jade pot is a small black snake, the tail of the snake hooks the handle of the pot, and the head of the snake is twisted in the hands of the Liuli Bodhisattva.

"Is the gatekeeper sure that he is the guardian?"

The voice of Liuli Bodhisattva is pleasant, but not mixed with emotion.

"This is what the Jialuoshu said." Guangxian Bodhisattva smiled and folded his hands together:

"From the perspective of this seat, it is nine out of ten."

The two Bodhisattvas also only recently learned about the concept of the gatekeeper, the news that the Garosu Bodhisattva came back from Qingzhou.

The Liuli Bodhisattva nods his head, his tone is flat:

"It doesn't matter whether it is or not."

She handed the jade pot to Guangxian Bodhisattva and said: "Be careful, don't hurt the guardian dragon."

Speaking, touched the black snake's head lightly.

Guangxian Bodhisattva twisted the little snake, his index finger and thumb pressed the little snake’s abdomen, and pushed it up. The black little snake suddenly stiffened, seeming to be extremely painful, and its scarlet mouth opened suddenly, spouting out. With a smelly blood mist.

The blood mist did not drift away, but curled into the golden bowl in front of Guangxian Bodhisattva.

Guangxian Bodhisattva loosened the small black snake, then picked up the jade pot, poured the mouth of the pot, and slowly dripped a light golden drop of water.

Liuli Bodhisattva held the small black snake in his palm distressedly, and took good care of it.

The golden bowl rippled with a "golden red" halo, spreading in circles.

Guangxian Bodhisattva tapped the golden bowl with his fingers and whispered:

"Get up!"

The brilliance of gold and red blending, floats from the golden bowl, like a flowing fireflies, with a light gauze ribbon, floating to the depths of Alando.

Russian, a scorching sun rose from Arantuo, golden light.

The believers at the foot of the mountain knelt on the ground, folded their hands together, their foreheads against the ground, and praised the miracles of Buddhism.

............

After Baidi appeared, the water element in the air increased sharply, and the sea of ​​clouds surged, superimposed and collided with each other, and thunder was born.

The sea of ​​clouds under Jianzheng and the others has turned into a dark cloud brewing thunder and lightning.

Bai Di's blue vertical eyes, staring at the overturned supervisor in white clothes, its voice is as low as ever:

"The gatekeeper will not fall easily. If you are the gatekeeper, what are the first generations?"

After seeing Salon Agu, it got a relatively satisfactory but full of paradox answers.

The unusual performances of the first generation Jianzheng indicate that he is the gatekeeper, but if he were the gatekeeper, how could he die so easily?

Seeing that Jianzheng did not answer, Baidi continued:

"After the gods and demons died, I have been thinking, if there is something in the world that can symbolize the way of heaven, what will it be?

"Is it the flower, bird, fish, insect, grass, wood, spirit? Is it gods and demons? Is it humans and demons? Is it today's major systems?

"No, neither."

Bai Di shook his head and said every word:

"It's luck!

"The fall of the gods and demons is the fate of heaven.

"The rise of the two races of humans and demons is also the fate of heaven. Including now, the demons are declining, and the human races gradually dominate the mainland of Kyushu.

"This is also the blessing of heaven, and the human race should be popular. And all of this can't get around luck."

"In the two systems related to air transport, Confucianism absorbs air transport and integrates with it. Therefore, Confucian scholars cannot live forever. This is a trail.

"But the warlock is different. The warlock refines the air and controls the air. The destiny is the same body as the country, and the body is dead when the country is destroyed. Otherwise, it is the same age as the country. Bundle yourself with the beneficiaries of heaven, this is the great way .

"Therefore, I have reason to suspect that the first generation prison is the gatekeeper. He has the blessing of heaven, so he created the sorcerer system."

Xu Pingfeng and Jialuoshu Bodhisattva listened in silence.

The supervisor looks calm and calm, sitting with the front of the chessboard, without seeing happiness or anger.

"But I just said that the gatekeeper will not die easily, and you have killed the first generation Jianzheng. So I wondered if the first generation was not the gatekeeper from the beginning.

"It is the warlock system that is really blessed by the heavens, not the first generation. After the establishment of the warlock system, his mission is completed, and then the real gatekeeper, that is, you, will appear in person.

"Then your true identity is quite secret."

After Baidi finished speaking, he looked at Jianzheng with piercing eyes.

Jianzheng looked back at Emperor Bai and smiled:

"Want to know, come and try it yourself."

The white emperor's eyes flashed sharply.

Boom!

Lightning lit up in the clouds, and then, there was a sound of "clap" in the sky, and a huge, illusory black wave rose from behind Jianzheng.

Slapped him hard.

This is purely condensed by the power of the water spirit, and the Baidi's blow almost exhausted the power of the water spirit within a hundred miles.

Jianzheng slowly got up, standing proudly, when the huge wave came, his right hand stretched out and plunged into the illusory black huge wave.

Next, his right arm violently tugged, pulling out a dark, solid sword.

Behind him, the huge black wave collapsed~IndoMTL.com~Alchemist!

Ordinary alchemists make steel and tools.

The top alchemist is a magic weapon and a magic weapon.

The pinnacle alchemist, what he cultivates is how to cross humans and horses together.

When you reach the realm of supervision, what you cultivate is the elements of heaven and earth, which is the arrangement and reorganization of the micro level.

He can easily turn stones into gold if he wants to.

Using the power of the water spirit condensed by the opponent to make a sword of water spirit, of course it is also within the domain of the alchemist.

"Give you back!"

The supervisor slashed out with a sword.

What the water spirit sword cut was the afterimage, and the real body of Baidi appeared in front of the prison, with his right paw raised, and a simple and unpretentious paw was shot.

Boom boom boom...... The void seems to be collapsed by this trick.

"Ding!"

In the sloping ground, the thick and dark sword light rushed out of the void.

It was sent back again.

At the same time, the sword was shielded from the secret, and silently, it was severely cut on the side of the Baidi.

The sword light exploded into pure water spirit power, while Baidi turned into a white shadow and flew out. It "grabbed" the void with four hooves and slid out several tens of feet to counteract the slashing power.

Bai Di looked at the supervisor in the distance, his low voice slowly said:

"It's been a long time since I played against an enemy in your realm. Interesting."

The voice fell, and two Dharma images condensed on the head of the Bodhisattva Kaluoshu.

At the foot of Xu Pingfeng, a circular array with a diameter of three feet lit up, with all the heavenly stems and the branches of the earth, the five elements and the gossip.

The three top masters besieged and killed the supervisor!

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PS: This level of battle is very cool to write, but it must be very cautious. First of all, we must write about the power of Yipin, and we must also put an end to the description of "fake big sky". I want to write a separate outline for this play.

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