Zhao Ge: 72. The Place of Standing Cone
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The old man who brought him out of the snowy night seemed to be an omnipotent old man with unpredictable supernatural powers, and eventually died. Died in his hands.
I don't kill Boren, Boren died because of me.
Bai Lishu has never killed people himself, but countless people have died because of him. The cause and effect will ultimately be attributed to him. In this way, why is he not full of blood?
Before he died, the old man asked him to lead the Baili family down. When dealing with Baili's family affairs later, Bailishu remembered the snowy night again and again, wondering if the old man didn't find him that day, what would happen next?
But Bailishu knew it was impossible.
Even if it is not the old man, there will be other people who will find him and take him away.
"Bailishu, Bailishu..."
He recites the name the old man told him, the name he himself didn't want to prove that he didn't want to pursue it in the past, and looked down at the sinking darkness.
——Your last name is Baili, but your single name is sparse.
"Who am I?"
Bai Lishu held a torch and stared at the vague shadow reflected on the smooth stone surface of the railing, a face indistinguishable from the previous life, and a name exactly the same as the previous life. He asked softly, like asking the shadow and himself.
He asked that question again, but this time, no one answered him.
Bai Lishu sighed softly, and walked down layer by layer again. The black tower in the ancient battlefield of the Difen’s battle is full of agencies, and there are many traps on the stone steps. But Bailishu walked on it, just like walking on ordinary flat ground, and he avoided all the murderous traps.
Like, this is not his first time here.
The young man in white clothes walked on the gloomy, hovering downward stone steps, further downward. As he continued to walk down, the light of the torch gradually turned into a small spot of light.
Lay down layer by layer, and finally Bailishu stood at the bottom.
The lowest level, Bingzhou Qingming Pagoda, is used to place spiritual cards, but here is a small cell.
The door of the cell is set on the top, and there are two seals diagonally opposite to each other. It is reasonable to say that these two seals have been pasted for a long time, at least from the Wanxian Era to the present, but The above handwriting is like the one just written. Bailishu walked over and illuminated the seal above with a torch.
It was quiet around, and Bailishu didn't move anymore.
He is familiar with the writing on the seal.
——That is his own handwriting.
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The disciples of the other Eight Immortal Sects in Bingzhou City, attracted by the Qingming Tower, walked into the dark tower.
Actually, Bingzhou City is not that there are no living creatures left. In Bingzhou City, among the ten-thousand-foot-high clouds, the sky birds are still hovering and flying. The incident of Qingming Tower didn't seem to affect this kind of bird living in the sky.
But at this time, these lingxiao birds, which people recognize and cannot be controlled by humans, seem to be scouting. They fly through the clouds, watching the immortals gradually entering the Qingming Pagoda in Bingzhou City. Disciple. This kind of bird that lives in the sky has excellent eyesight and is good at flying. If it is really controlled, it is equivalent to that person has countless unnoticeable "eyes"!
The last group of disciples from the Hehuan Sect also stepped into the Qingming Pagoda in Bingzhou, and a small part of the Lingxiao Bird hovering in the air suddenly dispersed.
The small part shuttled among the clouds, swiftly flying towards the capital of the Chen Dynasty.
The Chen Dynasty, this is an ancient dynasty.
Today's Chen Dynasty is generally called Nanchen among historians of other dynasties. This is to distinguish from Qian Chen. The great ancestor of the current Chen Dynasty is a general under the former Emperor Chen. The last emperor of the former Chen dynasty was a sack of wine, meat and rice, muddled, tyrannical, and jealous.
Later, the famine broke out, and the last emperor was still drinking and having fun in his palace all day. At that time, the bones of the former Chen were covered, and the crows became clouds. Chen Gaozu rebelled with the help of Jiuxuanmen, and finally burned the last emperor and the unruly warriors of the former Chen dynasty in the palace.
I don’t know if he still retains a loyalty to the former Chen Dynasty. After Chen Gaozu became the throne, despite the opposition of the ministers, he still used the name "Chen".
However, what historians mentioned more often was not the last emperor who was conspired by his courtiers, but the former Chen warriors who were burned to death with the last emperor. Those are a group of madmen singing, dancing and cutting. For historians, what is puzzling is why such a group of extremely unrestrained fanatics would show absolute loyalty to a mediocre dude? Even at the mercy of death.
This is simply hard to understand.
The capital of the Chen Dynasty was Dingzhou. If there was no Qingming Pagoda on the road, this was originally a stopping point for Bailishu and his party to go to Medicine Valley.
In the capital of the Chen Dynasty, there is also a huge tower towering straight into the sky.
Located on the north-south east-west axis of Bingzhou City, it is not the palace of the Chen Dynasty, but such a Qingming Pagoda that symbolizes the subversion of the rule of the ancient emperor by the human race.
Chen Dynasty is today’s son, the new emperor of Chen Dynasty, who is so muddled all day, like a dude, stood in a quiet courtyard in the palace. He raised his head and looked at the black tower connecting the sky, this The former slutty friend of Yanmen County Guardian was wearing a dragon robe at this time, and there was no stray eyebrows, but very serious.
He is still only a young man, but he has an extremely calm and mature temperament, and he has the majesty of being a king.
He is not like a faint and incompetent king who is addicted to vocal beauty
"Above the sky, there are more clouds covering the sun."
Yan Ziyu, who was in Taixue at the time, now Chen Yanyu looks at the towering Qingming Pagoda and slowly recites the words of the old master who used to hit the stone road.
"Holy One."
The old master who was over ninety years old walked behind Chen Yanyu on crutches and spoke respectfully. He wanted to salute Chen Yanyu, but he was the first step to stop him.
"In this kind of place, old man, you don't use this set, right?" Chen Yanyu smiled bitterly. His smile showed a bit of the shadow of the flying young man who was scolded every day in Taixue." You don’t know, I’ve been punished by you to copy "Li" so many times, now I see this set of headaches."
"Rites cannot be abandoned."
The old master gave a crutches and was so angry that he wanted to draw a stick for this guy who didn't care about them.
"Come on, old man." Chen Yanyu said softly, "The real courtesy are those who are superior. Why do you have to cling to these false self-comforting things?"
Every day, the king is like the sky, because the king’s order cannot be violated.
But if even the king himself obeys others, what kind of day is such a thing?
"I know you didn't like these things from the beginning."
It's rare for the old master to get quiet, and didn't squint at him. The gray-haired old man's eyes suddenly sharpened at this time, and a powerful aura exploded from his body. It turned out that this old master who looked as if he was about to hang up at any time was actually a hidden master.
"You and your father are too arrogant. But if we don’t even believe in this, and don’t believe that we are the real heaven, then face the immortal gate that has been strong since ten thousand years ago. , What are your confidence and beliefs?"
Chen Yanyu shook his head.
"No."
For the first time, he showed a very serious look in front of the old master.
"I don’t care about these things. Regardless of the royal family, the sect, or the damned family, I don’t care at all about who is the master of this world. It’s me who can give orders. It doesn’t matter if you are a sect."
Without waiting for the old master to scold him, Chen Yanyu continued to speak for himself.
"Before I was found by you, I walked through seven states alone. Do you know what I saw?"
His tone slowed down, with a gloomy anger about the eruption of a volcano.
The old master was stunned.
"I saw dead bodies, countless dead bodies of hungry people."
Chen Yanyu is cold and authentic.
"At the beginning, the great ancestor was helped by the Jiuxuanmen, so he made the contract of thanks. From generation to generation, the Jiuxuanmen took root in the dynasty's land. Until now, the six points of the world’s fine land are in the sect , Three points are among the distinguished family, and the remaining one is Li Min." Chen Yanyu spoke quickly, and he suppressed his anger.
The territory of the Chen dynasty is so vast, but the sects and the prominent families are connected to the terraces, while the poor people have no place to stand.
"The famine is here, what are those cultivators thinking?"
"They still use large tracts of land to grow those completely useless spiritual plants, and then tens of thousands of refugees starve to death!"
Chen Yanyu's voice suddenly rose up, with endless anger.
He clenched his fists and remembered that he followed a group of hungry refugees on the long road that year. It was obvious that there were fertile fields on both sides of the road, but the fields planted in the fields were spiritual plants that could not be used for food. Those spirit plants will be used to refine into a piece of spirit stone one by one pill, but it will not be used to save the Li people.
Some unsupportable hungry people tried to steal the spiritual plants, but they were killed by the formation.
The heads of those people flew up, and the blood splashed on the road and fell on Chen Yanyu's face.
He touched the blood slowly flowing down his face, and finally understood that the emperor father would show that sarcasm when he mentioned the sect.
Zongmen, immortal cultivators, for mortals, they are immortals aloof.
What is a fairy?
Does the fairy caress me, knot hair and grant longevity? joke.
The so-called fairy is the kind of **** who is above the clouds, watching the sea turn into a mulberry field with cold eyes. Even if the world is full of blood, the corpse million will not attract their attention. What they care about is their majesty, their avenues, and the illusory eternal life.
The old master was silent, and he sighed quietly.
"You are exactly the same as your father..." The old master said slowly, as if he had seen the ambitious and ambitious man who came to ask for his help and made a plan to "work in".
It is a pity that the emperor who was born with Bai Ni Guankong is dead.
Dead in the hands of those black robe men who came before the snowy night.
The old master stared at Chen Yanyu with a cold expression, as if seeing him walking down the footsteps of Emperor Chen Yin, holding a deeper anger than his father. This is a desperate resistance, I don't know when it will be crushed to ashes in front of those terrifying forces.
But...
"Do what you want to do. Although I am old, I still have a little strength with a handful of old bones."
The old master said.
A Lingxiao bird hovered in the sky, and finally fell to Chen Yanyu's shoulder.