Outside of time Chapter 207: Ode to the Graves
The season at the moment was only late autumn at the time of Qixuetong, but it was already cold winter here in Zitu.
The wind and snow swayed and fell all over the earth, covering this ancient city of 10,000 years.
From a distance, the crimson palace buildings seem to be embedded in the boundless snow like the sea.
The whole earth is covered layer by layer, there are not many pedestrians on the street, all of them are wearing thick clothes, but they can't sweep away the snowflakes that continue to fall, so that everyone seems to be going white.
A feeling of decline and depression pervades it. With the snowflakes and the numb expressions of pedestrians, it gradually merges into the environment and becomes the atmosphere of the place.
And the exposed tile roofs of all the buildings in the entire city are like lonely islands in a sea of snow.
Here, it's purple soil.
This is also the former imperial capital of Nanhuang Continent.
Ten thousand years ago, there was a kingdom in Nanhuang Continent called Ziqing Shangguo, which once ruled Nanhuang Continent with Yanhuang as a totem,
But in the end, it cannot survive in this cruel and troubled world.
Can only collapse in the civil strife, making Ziqing ascend to the country, buried in history, and become the past.
As for the original royal family and the wealth they inherited, they were also divided up by those chaotic parties back then, and the bloodlines were the same until now.
After dividing up everything, the chaotic party became the orthodox, formed eight great clans, occupied the purple soil, and became
The big family of Zitu, which continues to this day, still worships the totem of Yanhuang, and regards Yanhuang as their god.
Looking around, the size of the entire Purple Earth Imperial City is larger than that of the main city of Seven Blood Pupils, almost three in size, and it is divided into eight areas.
Eight families.
In each area, there is a palace-like existence, which is also the ancestral home of these eight families.
Some family palaces are surrounded by emerald green pools. The duckweeds are all over the floor, which is transparent and clear. Fishing and carving dragons and phoenixes on the eaves, and golden scales and armors are vivid.
There are also family palaces. The golden glazed tiles shine brightly in the winter sun. From a distance, the double-eaved palace roof is extraordinarily brilliant.
Compared with Qixuetong, it is not a style at all.
In contrast, Zi Tu is more like a stubborn and rigid old man in fancy clothes. Everything follows the rules and everything
It's all about blood, one
Everything is done with family tradition as the first consideration.
This is their way of survival in a chaotic world. It is different from Qixuetong, and it is impossible to tell which one is better.
But it can be seen that Qixuetong, as a branch of the Seven Sect Alliance, is inferior to Zitu to a certain extent from the beginning,
Until the passage of time and development, it gradually reached equality.
Now, with the breakthrough of Blood Lianzi's ancestor, he surpassed in one fell swoop, and even has the courage to fight against foreigners.
But purple soil doesn't do that.
They like to close themselves and don't like others to disturb them. Even while they are in awe of the broken face of the sky, they also despise all external forces. Even if they look at the ancient continent, they do not like it.
They think their own blood is the most honorable, and they don't think they are frogs in the well.
Therefore, if the people living here do not have the blood that has been passed down, then most of them have no future, so naturally
There is no vigor, and servility slowly soaks into the soul, for generations.
Master Bai is one of the rare people in Zi Tu in the past ten thousand years.
He is also the first person who wants to break the traditional concept of the family and seeks to develop together with the external human race alliance.
His thoughts, contrary to the purple earth, paid the price and became a mortal.
But he didn't give up. With his unparalleled talent and the way of grass and trees, in a limited period of time, he walked out of another path.
And he has researched a lot of pill recipes. In the way of vegetation, he has surpassed the monks with the power of mortals.
To a certain extent, he is already the first person in the Dan Dao in Nanhuang Continent.
Even the peak master of the second peak of Qixuetong, as a cultivator of Nascent Soul, she admires Master Bai very much, such as Qiye
A person like that should be called a master.
All of this shows that Master Bai's accomplishments in the Alchemy Dao have reached the pinnacle.
Even so, in the purple soil, he was locked up by many rules, and he was powerless in many things, and everything was due to his blood.
Master Bai is not a direct line of the Bai family, he is from a collateral line.
At this moment, the snow is even bigger.
A dozen people stood silently in the public cemetery in the urban area where the Bai family was located, while the snow was falling.
In front of it is a crystal coffin, Master Bai's body is lying in it, the wound on the eyebrow has been covered.
Although the body is blessed with mana and sealed with a crystal coffin, it can still be seen if you look carefully
Saw the body of Master Bai,
It is rotting and turning black.
This is a manifestation of poisoning, which is very overbearing and can accelerate decay.
Therefore, the body cannot be kept for too long, and can only be buried in the dusk of this day, in the dim sunset of the snowy day.
The thin bloodline makes Master Bai ineligible to enter the family's imperial tomb after his death, and Master Bai also disdain for this in his lifetime. He explained many years ago that after his death, he can be buried in a public tomb.
Most of the crowd was silent, including Bai Yundong.
The number of people who can come here is not very large
Many, but in this life, maybe you don't need to have too many friends, three or five confidants are enough.
With the burial of the coffin, the depressing atmosphere around the people in front of the tomb became more dignified, until a young girl took control
Unable to hold back, the sound of crying broke the depression.
It was Tingyu who cried.
In the past two years, she has grown up, and her slim years should have been carefree as always, but
Now with the death of Master Bai, her sky has collapsed.
She knelt in front of the grave, tears falling down drop by drop, extremely sad.
Beside her, stood a young man of 18 or 19 years old. This young man was tall and straight, and he was dressed in luxurious clothes
Extremely gorgeous, the jade pendant tied around the waist radiates the light of the magic weapon. He is Chen Feiyuan.
It is also the eldest grandson of the Chen family. The teleportation blockade after the death of Master Cibai was actually achieved by his full push.
At this moment, he tightly clenched his fists, breathed rapidly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely strong and extremely rich.
And in this sadness and anger, they didn't notice that in the distance of this mausoleum, there was a middle-aged man standing silently in an alley, looking at this place.
The middle-aged man was wearing a burlap robe. He looked unremarkable, and his face was a little sallow, but his eyes showed endless sadness. His body was trembling slightly at this moment, and his right hand was clasping the wall beside him, already pinching it. broken.
For a long time, the sky was getting dark, and as the sunset gradually fell, and as the dusk was about to dissipate, the people at the grave of Master Bai Zhongbai in the afterglow left silently.
The last ones left were Tingyu and Chen Feiyuan, as well as several followers of Chen Feiyuan.
The middle-aged man was silent and walked forward, he did not look at the departing crowd
People, approach this public cemetery,
Passed by Chen Feiyuan and Tingyu during the period.
Chen Feiyuan supported Tingyu, who was so sad that her tears were still flowing, and noticed Xu Qing, but he was in grief and didn't care. This cemetery is very big, and many people come to mourn every day.
This also made him even more sad and angry. His master Chen Feiyuan was buried here, but he was powerless.
"You said, he will come to Tingyu in mourning, wipe away the tears, and whisper weakly.
"He? Humph, he's already coming, and he hasn't come yet. He should be a white-eyed wolf like everyone else!" Chen Feiyuan didn't need to think about it, he knew who Tingyu was talking about , now gritted his teeth.
Tingyu is silent.
The middle-aged man walked past them silently until the people behind him left, and he also came to the grave of Master Bai
,Looking at the tombstone, his eyes are red.
"Teacher". The middle-aged man muttered, his voice hoarse, and knelt down toward the tombstone.
He is Xu Qing who was teleported to the purple earth!
After teleporting to the purple soil, Xu Qing immediately found out the news of Master Bai's burial and rushed over immediately, but he
Knowing that his robe is too conspicuous to track down the murderer.
So he changed his appearance and came here.
Looking at the tombstone at the moment, Xu Qing felt a tingling pain in his chest. The pain was getting deeper and deeper and began to spread all over his body.
So far in his life, he has only bowed to two tombstones, one is Lei Qun and the other is Master Bai.
"Teacher, in this matter, I will find the murderer and the person behind the scenes." Xu Qing murmured bitterly, facing the tombstone
After kowtowing, he took out a wine gourd from his arms and placed it in front of the grave.
"Lei Team said that you like to drink, teacher, and the disciple will accompany you." Xu Qing said, took a sip of the wine bottle, then gently sprinkled it on the grave, and put the wine bottle aside.
"Teacher, the scriptures on plants and trees that you left before you left have been recited by the disciples, so keep them in your heart, and I will recite them for you."
"The way of grass and trees is one of all phenomena. It can be the same way, know the nature of things, and understand the principles of heaven."
"The first plant, Jinnucao, also known as cloverleaf, cold-dispelling grass, is the whole grass of the single-spiked water centipede of the sedge family, and there are many
an annual herb, born in the hillside forests and wet areas in the wilderness, distributed in Lingyou and Guangling in the south of Nanhuang. "
"The second strain, Rhinoceros sparks, also known as
Yunmengsi, a perennial plant of the Linghuo family, can clear the lungs and relieve cough.
Clearing heat and detoxifying, dissipating blood stasis and reducing swelling, it has a miraculous effect on poisonous snake bites and bruises. "
"The one hundred and thirty-seventh plant, the soul-melting fog, also known as Tianshuyan, is a strange herb in the spiritual period of the fog biotechnology department. Its effect can be marked by soul-melting, which is difficult to detect and remove. The main flavor of medicine."
Xu Qing murmured softly, memorizing the herbs he had written down in the Book of Plants and Trees.
In a trance, he seemed to see the figure of Master Bai reappearing in front of him, drinking wine and looking at himself with a smile, with a majesty in his eyes, but the gratification could not be hidden.
"The night corpse, also known as Vernonia vermilion, is the cane and root of Vernonia serrata of the Compositae. Its taste is astringent and pungent, the entrance is slightly warm, it has a rotten feeling, and its work is cowardly
The miraculous effect of releasing the table, but the excessive amount is poisonous, which is a typical yin and yang poles of plants and trees. "
The cold wind blows, snowflakes fall piece by piece, Xu Qing's voice echoes in front of Master Bai's grave until the night falls,
His shadow conveys a wave of mood swings. It seems to tell him that I found it!
Xu Qing raised his head suddenly, looked at Master Bai's tombstone silently, kowtowed three times, and stood up for a moment,
His body was full of murderous intent and disappeared into the night.
Shortly after he left, there were several figures in the distance, coming quickly, the one in front was Tingyu, and behind her was Chen Feiyuan and several of his followers.
"Tingyu, did you read it wrong? How could it be possible? He is now a celebrity with seven blood pupils, so how could he remember the teacher's place?" It must be him!"