Somewhere in misery.
There were a few candles burning in the silent cave. A black-haired figure sat in front of the mountain wall. His left hand counted and his right hand turned into a sword finger. He struck the mountain wall in front of him with his energy and burned a line of text.
"The five directions open up the world, and the seven kings are like illusory dragons and mysteries; the autumn wind sings the tragic song, and the sealing spirit kills the stars with one arrow;
The demon sword is broken, the demon sword is broken, and the waves cause chaos.
Five lotuses bloom together, and a long bow cuts through the nebula;
Even if Lord Tianyue is not here, there will be ten ghosts of blood calamity coming;
The ten ghosts of blood calamity, the white lotus stained the dust, and the Brahma Heaven responded to the calamity.
The blood weeps in the mysterious sky, and the wind and clouds change, and the road to Shu is difficult to reach the blue sky; if the three fronts gather together, the end of the world will not appear.
The path of the Holy Walk goes against the will of God, and a glimmer of light appears; if there are any more variables in the world, it will be unpredictable for thousands of years..."
However, as the last word manifested, the words on the mountain wall disappeared like empty flowers in a dream, as if they had never appeared.
Or maybe that future has been erased.
"What? How could Taiyi's reverse calculation fail?" The figure sitting on the mountain wall coughed out a mouthful of vermilion, his breath was disordered, and his face was full of disbelief:
"Is it because I'm arbitrarily exploring the secrets of heaven? I don't believe it! Taiyi's reverse calculation has never been wrong before! Ordinary means can't calculate it, so use my longevity as fuel, and calculate again, and calculate again."
He seems to have an unusual persistence in this matter.
Ether Yi's reverse calculation to spy on the heavenly secrets was an act that went against the will of heaven, but the figure sitting in front of the mountain wall did not intend to give up. He straightened out his disordered energy and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Tianshou is used as firewood, and a green silk hair suddenly becomes a beautiful hair. The ether is calculated backwards and then the heavenly secrets are calculated, and the result is:
"The world has become more variable now, and it will be difficult to predict for thousands of years."
Immediately!
Boom!
I heard a thunderbolt coming from the blue sky into the cave, which seemed to be a warning from God.
The figure sitting in front of the mountain wall seemed unheard of.
The verdict in front of him has already informed the result, but he doesn't believe it, let alone accept it.
"Variables, variables..."
He kept muttering the word "variables" in his mouth, raised his hand to erase the verdict on the mountain wall, and then began to make calculations again. He allowed his energy and blood to drain, and his life span was cut in half, using it as firewood just to find out.
There is still room for change at this point, but this is his way, so he is unwilling to give up and cannot give up.
When youth turns into middle age, and then into old age, a sense of twilight appears on this body, and his life is like a candle in the wind.
Maybe God showed mercy, and the layers of fog shrouding his eyes were peeled away by a force, and the overwhelming cause and effect manifested. In an instant, the scenery changed.
The dusk sun is red, the light is yellow, and lonely shadows and smoke are everywhere.
The ocean roars to the sky, the eight deserted lands sink, and the pillars are broken and the gods move.
immediately!
The doomsday scene in China was like a mirror with cracks appearing and finally shattered.
The figure sitting in front of the mountain wall is no longer alive.
Looking again, only the fragments remain on the mountain wall.
"The shadows of the gleaming light are dim, and the river waves in the world of mortals are chaotic. I heard that the Confucian Yang sword is cold, the case of Gongyang, and the dream of the dragon and the prosperity of the world."
Hundreds and thousands of worlds connect to Yunguan, and evil plots and evil schemes destroy the world. By
At the end of his life, there was neither resentment nor hatred on that old face with crisscrossed ravines, just like a persistent pursuer, with only satisfaction and relief.
The wind passing through the cave blew out the candles and buried everything here.
…………
The sound of whistles echoed endlessly, and a high-spirited and spiritual figure was seen standing under a plum tree on the snow cliff. There were several long whistles of different styles hanging on the tree.
The sound of Xiao is the sound of the wind blowing through the long Xiao.
Crystal falling flowers, a peaceful scene.
He couldn't hide the annoyance in the figure with closed eyes.
Qing Haichao didn't realize it until he left that year. He only told people about a place called Yinwan Shengxue, but nothing else, and then expressed his willingness to wait for the other person to come and visit.
Such negligent actions will have a great impact on his image.
Fortunately, he didn't mention this matter to his little sister after returning, otherwise he would have lost a lot of face this time.
Right now.
Qiang Qiang——
I only heard the sound of the bell ringing suddenly. Even though this place is on the top of a mountain, even if it is isolated by the mountain wind, people standing here can still hear the melodious sound of the bell reverberating between heaven and earth.
At this moment, all eyes were on.
The carriage came slowly from the far sky, pulled by a unicorn, across the void.
Smell again.
"There is no solitary smoke in the desert, long bows, flint arrows, red bones and flames; strategies come to respond to the sky and open up the territory, and the king's account plays chess only to respect the mysterious."
In the sound of cold poetry, Qilin pulled the carriage and landed on the snow cliff. The person who came here was almost incompatible with the style of this place.
Qing Haichao said: "You came later than I wanted."
"I don't know which one it is. In the past, when we were in a hurry, he only left me a place name, and he didn't even give me a road map." A cold and plain voice slowly came from the frame, which was inaudible. Out of joy and anger.
"With your ability, it is not difficult to find Qing Haichao."
The person involved who was mentioned about the past years in person felt a little weird at the moment. Fortunately, his little sister was not at the top of the mountain.
"Do you think you are famous?" The person sitting in the carriage still spoke calmly, but with a different meaning: "Or do you think this mountain is easy to find?"
Beili Jingtao said calmly: "You finally found it."
"Finding this place can only prove that I am extraordinary, but it cannot cover up your past negligence." I heard the person in the carriage continue to retort.
"Hmph." The host changed the subject here: "Since I'm here to visit, do I still have to hold the sea tide to invite you?"
"You didn't even prepare a cup of tea, how do you treat guests like this?" the visitor in the carriage asked back.
"If you come, I will take the silver snow and make tea."
"Now that I'm here, where's the tea?"
"If you don't even show sincerity, how can you drink the tea that holds the tide?"
"Who is the insincerity?"
"You'll see when you walk with me to the mountainside."
After reminiscing about old times, it was obvious that Bei Lie Jing Tao still didn't have enough strength in his head, so he invited people to go to the top of the mountain to make tea.
"ha."
As a chuckle fell, the side of the frame changed, and a gorgeous and elegant escalator extended from the side door.
Immediately, two figures stepped onto the snow cliff from the escalator.
Qing Haichao cast his gaze: "Why don't you introduce it to me first?"
"My wife, the snow will be clear and the sky will be flawless." Lin Chongyang spoke calmly as he took steps forward.
"..."
This was something Qing Haichao didn't expect. To be honest, the other party looked younger than him and was actually married.
Ji Wuxia nodded and said, "Nice to meet you."
The scene just now reminded her of the scene she had seen in the Haozheng Supreme Hall before. It was almost exactly the same. At most, the person in front of her was not as smooth as her family member.
"Nice to meet you." Qing Haichao did not lose his courtesy.
He was able to argue with Lin Chongyang because the two were once comrades-in-arms.
Moreover, he is still a comrade and friend that Beili Jingtao recognizes in his heart. In the past, he already understood how each other was like after a brief exchange. However, because he still has a little sister to take care of at home, his character at this time is far better than that of later generations.
