There is no need for Shu Ci to mention this point. In the memory of his previous life, Bai Lian also knew that Cangnan Yi should have owned a White Emperor's Jade, but his father was still alive at that time, and Zhu Zhan's throne was made public. Heir.
Although the Demon Immortal Clan belongs to the Immortal Clan, their position and bloodline are quite embarrassing both in this world and in this world. Even if they are destined to belong to the Immortal Clan, how can my father, as the True God of the Six Realms, be willing to pass on the title of Immortal Lord to a foreign race.
In that era when all races were prosperous, the person who would be the crown prince and the emperor had already been chosen. The black bird carrying jade from the radiance of billions of stars was not a blessing for Kunlun Mountain.
Although Bai Lian believed that the Lord Kunlun was not someone who was afraid of trouble, she was indeed the one who crushed the imperial jade that belonged to her with her own hands.
Bai Lian asked: "So this time you come to Kunlun Mountain, your target is also the little tiger?"
Shu Ci half-closed his eyes and looked at the worried look, "It's not an exaggeration to say he is a little tiger. Fourteen years ago, we kept our promise and fulfilled our agreement with A'luo, and successfully sent the child to the Kunlun Mountains. It was also according to her plan that she successfully figured out that the old woman was right.
But based on our understanding of her over the years, I always feel that her plan is more than that. Little Tiger King is still unable to practice, which means that the evil spirit in her body has been nailed to these 140,000 years and has not been able to Get effective removal.
Demon Lord A'luo's actions are extremely cryptic, and her layout can only be glimpsed at least three-thirds of the time. As for the seven-tenths of the dangers she hides, even we who are on the mission cannot conjecture and prove it.
But the only thing that can be known is that there are deep hidden dangers in the little tiger's body. You don't know the situation in this mountain. We are worried that you will suffer from the evil Lord Aluo, so we want to take advantage of this opportunity of the divine punishment trial. What's going on? I also want to sneak into this mountain and find out what is going on with the evil soul nail in the little tiger's body.
After all, the evil soul nail was not made by my own hands back then.
From the beginning to the end, refining the evil soul nail and nailing the little tiger's soul were all the work of Demon Lord A'luo. With her crazy temperament, now that she knows you are in Kunlun Mountain, she will use the little tiger's secret heart to protect you. Son. "
Bailian has no doubt about the authenticity of Shu Ci's words.
Just as she said, the fact that he was imprisoned in Kunlun Jingxu was widely known to the six realms. After Aluo learned that he was hiding in Kunlun Mountain, he had even calculated that he would suffer from this divine punishment trial. And get involved.
He did not hesitate to put himself in danger and entered his dream as a cage, trying to imprison him forever.
Although Balian also fought back during the dream killing technique, A'luo could not remember everything that happened in the dream, which was extremely beneficial to Balian.
But after Jing Shu Ci raised this point today, he was able to understand clearly that when Arao laid out the little tiger chess piece, it seemed to be to show his strength and value to the old devil.
But what might be worth her troublesome efforts is more for today's situation, right?
A'luo's obsession was too deep in his bones.
Balian was not very complete about the memory fragments that he had picked up, but he could also sense that Aluo was aware of the time when he carried an ice coffin on his back and walked through the wilderness of ice and snow for hundreds of thousands of miles, arriving at the Kunlun Mountains and setting up Cangnan. The matter of Yi Blessing also has a violent emotion that is almost crazy.
It can be said that it has reached the point of terminal illness.
Balian was not surprised at all when she said that she had started laying plans 140,000 years ago and had placed a knife in the Kunlun Mountains in advance.
Just saying that, it was because of his fault that an innocent person like Little Tiger was implicated.
Shu Ci seemed to have seen through Bai Lian's thoughts. She glanced at him with a hint of worry and said, "Now is not the time to sympathize with that child. The little tiger is too lonely, and nothing good will happen if he gets close to her.
If the evil soul nail in her body is really not refined, this means that her half-immortal body is extremely dangerous.
Thinking about it, this is also the reason why the old woman did not let her practice. One hundred and forty thousand years is enough for her heart to fuse with the Evil Soul Nail. Whenever the Evil Soul Nail moves slightly or is infected with the evil spirit, it will be very painful. tricky. "
It's no wonder that the little guy's face is pale all day long. Over the years, he has been too weak to grow up. He has been plagued by diseases day and night and has no peace. Every once in a while, he has to go to Xianling City to get rid of the ghosts in the ghost mountain. Qi nourishes the body.
In this way, absorbing the energy of all ghosts is not to remove the evil soul nails, but to nourish the evil soul nails so that they will not decay.
The evil soul nail has long been connected to her heart, and when it is prosperous, it is both prosperous and destructive.
Bailian was thoughtful. For a long time, he slowly raised his head and glanced at the sky.
The golden crow gradually sank to the west, and from the vast sky of the distant mountains in the east, a thick layer of night appeared like a blanket of ink splashed by heavenly beings.
The night in Kunlun Mountain is different from the slow pace of the world. It can be said to be menacing. On the edge of the deep outline of the splash-ink night, there is a layer of dim golden red, like the blood that has not yet been exhausted on the ancient snowy night battlefield.
The cold night was heavy, and the snowflakes were soft and moist, falling from the thick and low ink-colored clouds, clinging to the palace roads, and the huge sky and earth were completely white.
Bai Lian reached out and shook Shu Ci's palm, and found that the fingertips of her palm were cold. He took another look at her face and knew that her condition was gradually getting worse.
His eyes were concerned, with unquestionable gentleness: "You have already talked a lot with me. You go back to the small mountain home tonight."
Shu Ci didn't have a coy temper. She gathered up her soft cloak and cloak. In the wind and snow at night, the tip of her nose was slightly red from the cold.
There seemed to be a little residual moisture in a pair of blue eyes. In the dim palace passage with backlight, they were as bright as the crushed stars in the night sky.
She no longer persisted and clung to him as before. Shu Ci stood up and kissed him gently at the corner of his cold eyes. The movement was very gentle, but there was a hint of unwillingness in her eyes.
She whispered: "Little one, I know you have a lot of things on your mind, but sometimes, it's not a bad thing to rely on others and show weakness appropriately."
Before Bai Lian could appreciate the profound meaning of these words, Shu Ci had already left gracefully, turned into two little foxes, and disappeared without touching the snow.
Bailian raised his arms that were stiff from the cold, touched the corners of his eyes, and suddenly understood the hidden meaning of Shu Ci's words.
Now in Kunlun, I am under the control of others.
Is she asking him to show mercy in front of the Kunlun God Lord?
Shu Ci's thoughts and government, facing a powerful enemy that was much stronger than herself, she felt shameless in being a lowly person and keeping a low profile. After all, this was also the most common way to play around with power.
Even though he had just been arguing with Cang Nanyi in the cabinet and refused to give in, he still knew in his heart that people had to bow their heads under the roof.
No wonder she looked so unwilling and hateful when she left.
But he was unwilling to give up, and he was still very patient and coaxing towards Bai Lian, as if he was afraid that he would be easily broken. Because of tonight's snow punishment, he was dissatisfied with Cang Nanyi.
If he can't control his emotions, he will be punished in the end.
But for Bai Lian, Shu Ci was concerned but a bit confused.
Although Bailian has read many books since he was a child, and although he is more inclined to Confucianism by nature, he is by no means a pedantic person.
The proud and solemn integrity depends on the method of integrity.
Balian didn't want to suffer the consequences just because he wanted to save face.
He has a resolute temperament and is good at forbearing, but this does not mean that he likes to be forbearing.
He has studied hard since he was a child and can endure loneliness. This does not mean that he is willing to endure hardship.
If he can solve his troubles in the simplest way, Balian will not stick to the rules and not know how to adapt.
The snow falling on the palace road is getting heavier and heavier. This snow punishment is truly worthy of being the handiwork of God Lord Kunlun. The snowfall is very mysterious.
When he came, the blood in Bailian's Dantian Qi sea was full, and he didn't feel hungry.
Now he knelt until nightfall, and the snowflakes were falling, but they were able to absorb the blood in his body bit by bit, and the hunger and thirst for blood also arose spontaneously in his belly.
Although Bai Lian can use his spiritual power as a supplement, the blood stored in the two corpse beads in his body is even more abundant and powerful. A little mobilization and absorption can be enough to relieve the current predicament of hunger and cold.
It's just that he is now kneeling in the Wangchen Palace. If he arbitrarily mobilizes his blood and retains his strength and cultivation level, he is afraid that the trouble waiting for him will be even greater.
This snow punishment came to me. Although the pain was unbearable, it was only a physical pain in the end.
Compared with the unknown trouble, it became a difficult dilemma.
Balian naturally knows how to choose among them.
Of course, Bai Lian is willing to kneel down and worship an elder like Cang Nanyi who has lived for countless years.
But she knew deep down in her heart that what happened today was because she deliberately made things difficult for her.
Balian is not someone who just waits to be beaten.
He can respect the elderly, but if the other person does not love the young, he cannot ask him to continue to respect the elderly.
After all, he still wants to steal the hearts of the generals. Faced with such a huge responsibility and mission, if he doesn't deal with this troublesome Queen of Kunlun first, he may still have to suffer a lot in his future actions.
It's snowing heavily and it's freezing cold, and the sky is getting darker and darker.
Balian knelt in the heavy snow all night, and also thought about it all night.
That night, he could not use any spiritual power to resist the severe cold. Even in order to prevent Cangnan Yi from seeing that he had formed the seal of the Moonlight Lock, he had to hide it carefully and adjust his physical condition to be the same as that of a mortal body. Nothing short of a weak state.
Such a night of wind and snow would make even an iron man lose every layer of his skin.
It snowed continuously all night, and when the sky dawned in the morning, my body had endured the severe cold to the extreme. Instead of feeling cold, I felt unbearable burning pain.
The light snowflakes fell down and touched the skin, just like a pair of red-hot sharp knives, wishing to burn the skin off piece by piece.
The heavy snow did not clear up, and the bright lights hanging in the deep palace remained on all night.
In the long palace where no one spoke, only the wind and snow could be heard, the whispers of people gradually echoed in the morning light.
In the deserted Wangchen Palace, many palace servants sweeping the snow and cutting lanterns came out at some point. They were dressed in uniform palace attendants' costumes, and their plain-colored robes were embroidered with mysterious patterns of flowing fire.
The lines flickered, making these palace residents seem less affected by Kunlun's snowy and cold weather.
Listening to the slight movement coming from the far end of the palace road, Balian knelt in the heavy snow without getting up or raising his eyes. After a night of raging, the thick snow under him sank almost to his waist, almost sinking to his waist. He was half-buried in the snow.
From afar, the palace servants who were clearing the snow came here quickly. They were the palace servants serving the Wangchen Palace. The summons last night was done in private. No one else knew except Qing Shui Qing Xuan.
They obviously did not expect that there would be a person kneeling in this remote palace passage.
The palace attendants looked at Balian silently and secretly, and saw that he was covered with snow, and his head was covered with frost and snow. The dim light of the morning shone on half of the young man's face, which made it even more obvious that his lip color was very light, and his eyebrows were very pale. picturesque.
They are all servants of the demon fairy lineage who have never left the mountain. They have practiced and served the God Lord for many years. It is rare to see foreign men, let alone such a good-looking young man.
I couldn't help but look at it a few more times. Although I was full of doubts, no one dared to step forward to ask what happened.
There were a few soft-hearted female maids who couldn't help but feel a bit of pity in their hearts when they saw him buried in the heavy snow.
Although I also guessed that those who were able to kneel here must have received the punishment from the empress, so no one dared to come forward and offer help without permission.
However, if he could take advantage of his usual snow sweeping duties and sweep away the snow around him, the young man should be able to suffer less from the cold and snow.
Before the female chamberlain, who was moved by pity, had time to do anything, she saw a palace chariot made of white jade and gold painted at the end of the palace road. It was carried by eight chamberlains, followed by four more people.
Today's escort in the formation is not grand, but there are two female officials, Qingxuan Qingshui, accompanying them.
On top of the chariot, the empress sat lazily with her body tilted, her head half raised, her wide sleeves tucked away, dressed up for the trip.
The female maid who wanted to go forward and sweep away the snow around Bailian didn't know why, but she felt an inexplicable chill in her heart. Before she could think about it, her body had already instinctively knelt down along with the other palace maids. Go down.
"Welcome to you, Your Majesty."
The chariot gradually approached amid the respectful greetings of the crowd, and suddenly stopped halfway.
Balian knelt in the middle of the palace road, blocking the way.
However, the empress did not even raise her eyebrows, and naturally her eyes did not fall on Balian.
She was about to wave her hand to call someone, but at this moment, the young man kneeling in the snow like a sculpture, his body moved slightly.
It was as if a person who had been frozen for a long time gradually gained a little life at this moment. The thick snow covering his body fell slowly, revealing his cold skin color that was even paler than the snow.
Balian did not stand up, but moved on his knees, but his back was as straight as a bamboo. Unlike the worshiping officials, he did not bend his waist in half, moved his body to the side of the road, and consciously got out of the way. the road.
He knelt all night, and his knees had long been frozen together by the ice and snow on the ground. With such a sudden movement, the flesh and blood stuck to the thick snow and ice burst and tore, leaving eye-catching lines in the snow. Bloodstains.
When the internal officials kneeling on the ground saw this, they all stared with bated breath, their hearts beating loudly, and they had no choice but to lower their heads lower and pretend not to see anything.
After a night of punishment, he finally saw blood for the first time...
(PS: Don’t get excited, everyone, it’s not the knife or the torture, it’s Green Tea Ann who is about to start performing.)
