Hidden Blade Chapter 83: All souls are children
Along the way, the birds and beasts are extinct, but they are not without meat.
The common people or government houses still have some reserves of bacon. Xu Han ransacked a lot of Senluodian strongholds, but the number was too large to carry, and secondly, they couldn’t bear to see those common people beggars hungry, so Xu Han He took only a little grain and not much meat, and distributed the rest to the people.
He originally thought that although these people are mostly confused by the holy medicine, as long as the chaos caused by the Senluo Temple is calmed, a way to restore these people to their original state will definitely be found, but at this time, he listened to Zhou Yuan's remarks. Inferred, Xu Han's heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom at that time...
Thinking of this, Xu Han's brows furrowed deeper.
But this approach made Zhou Yuan think that his speculations angered Xu Han, he hurriedly said: "But these are only speculations after all."
Xu Han turned his head when he heard the words, but Zhou Yuan didn't know what Xu Han's move meant, so he took a step back subconsciously.
When Xu Han saw this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then asked with interest: "Are you afraid of me?"
Zhou Yuan secretly slandered in his heart: This old bone of mine almost died in your hands several times, do you think I am afraid?
On the surface, Zhou Yuan said with a pleased look: "The Lord of the Pavilion is an immortal body, and a mortal in the old district, naturally, it is inevitable to be afraid and uneasy."
Xu Han smiled. This sounded very familiar. It seems that Si blank space and Zhuxian and his like have been so flattered.
"This is not right, but you did a good job." Xu Han suddenly said under Zhou Yuan's gaze, his eyes became colder at that time: "You should be afraid of me, the people in the sky are also They are afraid of me, and the people above the starry sky are also afraid of me... only if they are afraid of me can they live."
Where did Zhou Yuan understand Xu Han's inexplicable remarks, he could only nod his head again and again, and promised: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Xu Han also didn't have any thoughts about this matter with Zhou Yuan. After he said this, he turned his head and looked into the distance.
There is a towering mountain standing in the desolate twilight of the Antler Plain, and a thick ink spread from the top of the mountain, soaking half of the mountain. I don’t know if it is Xu Han’s illusion, he vaguely perceives the ink. It seems to continue to spread down the mountain.
"Is Yaqi Mountain there?" Xu Han suddenly asked.
Hearing the words, Zhou Yuan hurriedly responded: "It is, the Taiyin Palace is located on the top of the mountain. It's just that Yaqi Mountain was improperly like this in the past. I don't know if it was eaten by the Dragon Qi of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The impact of this has turned into such a desolate scene."
Xu Han nodded, squinted his eyes and looked at the mountain for a long time, and then spit out another sentence that Zhou Yuan didn't understand.
He said softly: "He's here."
The snow fell again at that time...
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The sky seems to be cut off suddenly, and heavy snow pours.
Someone was trekking, he traversed the wasteland, through the wind and sand, and finally came to the dark mountain under the heavy snow. He stepped against the snow, step by step, leaving a row of deep and shallow footprints on the snow.
The pressure from the top of the mountain has prevented any creature from performing the art of imperial air, and climbing on foot has become the only way to climb this dangerous peak.
This is not an easy task, at least tens of thousands of corpses have died on this road throughout the ages.
But he did. With a pair of legs, he hurried up to the mountain before Blizzard buried the way. Oh, yes, he also carries a knife.
A knife named Chaomu's knife is tied with a red string on the handle.
He stood in front of the palace gate that was once majestic but now looks like a ghost domain, and thrust the knife in his hand into the ground forcefully.
Then he arched his hands high, and said loudly toward the claustrophobic gate: "Da Zhou Mu's family, son of Mu Wang, nephew of Northern Xinjiang King, Mu Qing Shan, come to ask!"
The words fell, the palace gate was closed, and there was silence on the top of the mountain.
It wasn't until more than ten breaths of light that the palace gate slowly opened amid a heavy muffled sound.
A group of Confucian scholars dressed in white walked out of the palace gate at that time and came to the man. The Confucian scholars headed by the handsome face, bowed their hands to Mu Qingshan at that time, and said: "The Supreme Truth It has long been closed for retreat and no one can help the guests. Please come back."
Mu Qingshan smiled when he heard the words, he looked at the surrounding scenes and asked: "So, in this case, Mu XX has climbed this mountain in vain?"
"Fate dictates, guests don't need to be persistent." The scholar said with a smile on his face.
Mu Qingshan raised his brows, and at that time he held the hilt of the long sword beside him with one hand, and asked, "What if I don't believe in this destiny?"
The Confucian scholar finished his clothes and talked about each item: "In the past, Wang Muji of Northern Xinjiang did not believe in the fate of the kingdom, and he continued his country's life for the great Zhou Qiang. In less than two years, the great Zhou was destroyed and he died."
"Mengke, the Qin King of the Chen Kingdom, did not believe in the destiny of the heavens. He insisted on protecting Chen Guo Sheji. This would not also be the end of a life that fell to the hands of his relatives."
"The people of the world always like to walk against the current. They always think that they are heroes. They don't know that the way of heaven goes back and forth, their own definite numbers, immortals can't change them, mortals..."
Speaking of this, the scholar's eyes narrowed, and the gentle tone became a little bit cold at that time: "I can't change it!"
"So there is no need to talk?" Mu Qingshan drew the knife from the ground, and his eyes were also narrowed at that time, a violent momentum surged out and enveloped the shoulders of the scholars.
The headed scholar's expression changed, he talked for a while, and said lightly with regret: "Stupidity"
Then an equally vast aura also rushed out from behind him at that time, intertwined with the power summoned by Mu Qingshan, the two collided with each other, and the killing aura immediately permeated the Yaqi Mountain. Mountain top.
But just as the two sides were at war, a long tone suddenly sounded.
"Let him in." The voice said.
As the words fell, the head of the scholar suddenly changed his face, he hurriedly lowered his head, and said respectfully: "Yes."
Only then did he reduce the momentum of the whole body, turned around and said in a low voice: "Guests please."
This rapid change of attitude was naturally unexpected by Mu Qingshan, but he didn't take it seriously. At that time, he glanced at the scholar, then put the sword back into its sheath, and was carried by the scholar. Stepped into this deep palace gate.
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"Let me guess what you want to ask me?"
"Why do you want to seize Muji's immortal palace?"
"Why teach Senluodian the method of resurrection from the dead dragon?"
In Fenglai Pavilion, a handsome man in black sits high on the stage, looking calmly at Mu Qingshan below the stage.
Mu Qingshan frowned upon hearing this, but did not answer.
The handsome man saw him like this, but the corner of his mouth evoked a smile. He seemed to see through Mu Qingshan’s mind, and said: "Of course, these are all you want to ask, but they are not your favorite. I want to ask."
"What you want to ask is..."
"Road."
"Right?"
Under the man's determined smile, Mu Qingshan's body shook, and he looked at the man incredulously, his eyes widening at that time.
"Well, now...you want to ask me how I know. Right?"
The man laughed again. What Mu Qingshan had to admit was that the face that was so handsome as if he had walked out of a painting with a smile like this, even if the other party is a man, he still deserves to be like this. The rhetoric.
At that time, he realized that he seemed to underestimate the immortal who had lived for six hundred years, so he fell silent and stopped talking.
"Actually, this is not a great skill. I have seen you nineteen times here. I have long been familiar with every conversation and every sentence. We are destined to die a person on a boat." The man laughed. .
Mu Qingshan naturally didn't understand what he was talking about, so he frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
The man didn't answer this time. He stretched out his hand and pointed towards Mu Qingshan's body. A low couch with a chessboard appeared out of nowhere in front of Mu Qingshan at that time. The man stood up and walked to the chessboard. At that time, he sat down cross-legged and said: "Suwen Xiaobeijiang's knowledge on the chessboard is quite for gain. Since we have the fate to meet today, it is better to fight with me. Game."
Mu Qingshan stayed in place after hearing this, but did not agree.
The man was not in a hurry when he saw it. He just opened his chess box alone and twisted the black stones before he said: "You have all kinds of doubts and all kinds of anger. I guarantee that once this game is over, everything will be clear."
I don't know if he was moved by the man, or if he had other plans, Mu Qingshan hesitated slightly, but in the end he sat down on the opposite side according to the man's words.
The two play against each other, the man is skillful, and he doesn't seem to think about it. It's hard to see his plan in a short time.
On the other hand, Mu Qingshan is walking on thin ice, thinking for a long time every time he falls, and his face frowns from time to time.
The lights in the Fenglai Pavilion were leisurely, and the scene of a stick of incense passed, and the game was halfway through.
The sunspots are scattered like stars, and there is still no murderous intent, but the whites occupy all quarters and are aggressive.
"People often say that they watch chess like a person, and the little prince is meticulous, and he is a national player." The man doesn't seem to care about the decline on his chessboard and his leisurely move.
Mu Qingshan did not respond to his words, but instead paid attention to the changes on the chessboard.
Suddenly, his brow furrowed, and then he discovered that the black piece at the left corner of Qipanshan fell with this piece, and actually sealed the piece that he had already formed. If he drops another piece, the piece will enter. It's a dead end.
Mu Qingshan secretly thought about it, but he didn't see any countermeasures against Heizi, so he weighed the pros and cons, and after all, he settled on the chessboard and chose to save the chess piece.
"The Mu's family has guarded the country gate for the Great Zhou for hundreds of years, holding heavy soldiers without oppressing the master, and defending the country gate without deceiving the people. It can be said to be full of loyalty and for the country and the people. This game of chess is as easy as the Mu's. For hundreds of years, it is normal, not to let an inch of land, not to lose a people." The man still talked freely, and the sunspot in his hand was also dropped by him at this time.
As soon as this piece fell, Mu Qingshan's face suddenly changed. This black piece actually blocked his path for another piece of chess as before, leaving only a living opening.
He faintly realized that he had fallen into the game set by the fairy, but at the same time he couldn't think of a better place, so after hesitating for a while, he still dropped Baizi on the fairy and deliberately set aside for him Of the mouth.
Next, the speed of the Supreme Reality's son getting faster and faster, and the sweat trails on Mu Qingshan's forehead became heavier and heavier.
Finally, after another ten moves back and forth, when Mu Qingshan's fingers were about to be placed on the chessboard, they suddenly stopped in mid-air. At that time, the whole person fell into a short period of sluggishness.
After the Supreme Master quietly waited for more than ten breaths of Mu Qingshan, he asked with a smile, "Isn't the little prince still a child?"
Mu Qingshan is not unwilling to let go, but can't let go. After you blocked me several times, several of his chess pieces have been gathered in one place under such persecution. As long as his one piece falls, most of the white pieces will be connected together and become a big dragon. And once the big dragon is connected, the blacks on the chessboard can merge into a dragon slaying appearance within a few steps...
Mu Qingshan didn't wake up until this time. It turned out that everything the Supreme Master had done before was to make him a big dragon, and when the big dragon is 10%, his already buried dragon slaying will be full of murderous intentions.
After all, Mu Qingshan did not fall. He raised his eyes to look at the man. Although he was unwilling, he still said truthfully: "I lost."
The Supreme Master didn’t show half of joy when he heard the words. He just said calmly: “Victory or defeat is a common matter for soldiers, not to mention that I have played this game 18 times, but the little prince has to figure it out. , Why did the little prince lose this game of chess."
Since entering the Fenglai Pavilion, Mu Qingshan has been led by this supreme real person on his nose. He naturally didn't like it, so he said in a deep voice at that time: "You don't need to play the illusion, the chess is over. What is the answer I want?"
The Supreme Master pointed to the chessboard and said: "This is the answer."
"You **** me!?" Mu Qingshan's eyebrows suddenly burst out with evil spirits.
The Supreme Master stood up at that time and said to himself: "I have won the little prince 18 times in this game, but I have also lost 18 times in the other game." /
"Every time I lose, I think about why I lost and where I am wrong."
"Later, I suddenly understood that one day, it turns out that I lost at the same place as the little prince." The Supreme Master said there was a pause, and then he stretched out his hand to the chessboard again, and that At that time, the chess pieces on the chessboard flew out of the chessboard one after another like going backwards in time, and finally stopped before Mu Qingshan's first rescued chess piece had not landed.
At this time, the Supreme Real Man just said again: "Please see, the little prince, if at this time, the little prince has given up these three pieces of chess and left the game out of the game, using these three pieces as bait, no more than twenty Hand, I will die."
"But little prince, I am not willing to accept these three chess pieces, just like I am not willing to live in this world..."
Hearing this, Mu Qingshan's face suddenly showed a sneer, seemingly mocking.
But the Supreme Master didn’t care, and continued to say: "Little Prince is a smart person~IndoMTL.com~You can see the abnormality of the world clearly, and you naturally understand what is happening in this world. Little Prince wants To break the game is like this game of chess, willing to sacrifice the lives of millions of creatures, and afford billions of sins..."
"Huh." Hearing these words, Mu Qingshan's mockery on his face was even worse. He shook his head and said: "Your Excellency has said so much, but it turns out that you want to entice me to get along with you."
"As everyone knows, man is alive, chess is death, how can it be compared, and how can you just use this to justify the killing you committed!"
"The little prince's words are extremely true." The Supreme Majesty was still not annoyed, and even nodded in response to Mu Qingshan's words.
Then he changed his conversation at that time, and his expression suddenly became solemn. He stretched out his hand to stroke the chessboard, but his eyes were fixed on Mu Qingshan.
"But has the little prince ever thought about the chess pieces in this chessboard as living creatures by those who play against me?"
"The little prince is to me as I am to him. If the little prince wants to win the game of chess with me, he must regard the chess as a dead thing, and if I want to win the game of chess with the heavenly people, I must also regard it. Common people are dead."
"Otherwise, I will be defeated, and so will the little prince."
Mu Qingshan's body was shocked, and his face became extremely pale at that time, and the light in his eyes was uncertain.
"Little lord...I have pointed out the way for you, please settle down." Madam Supreme looked at Mu Qingshan at this moment and said softly.
Mu Qingshan Mu Leng stretched out his hand and twisted the white child, hung in mid-air again, but he was uncertain, not falling for a long time.
Just at the stall where he was hesitant, a hand suddenly stretched out from his back and pressed it on his hand, leaving that one out of the game.
Mu Qingshan's heart trembled. He looked sideways, but saw a man sitting on a wheelchair with eyes like stagnant water appearing beside him alive, looking at him with a smile on his face...