Xiao Dongxu checked it for more than several months.
But there has been no progress, the documented documents are too sparse, and he has not speculated on anything useful.
He couldn't help but sigh, "It would be great if Mr. Chen was here."
Mr. Chen has innate perception and insights into ancient characters. If Mr. Chen were here, he might not even need to look up these documents. He could guess everything at a glance.
"well……"
Xiao Dongxu suddenly felt that he had a long way to go.
But although he was helpless, it also made him interested. After all, there were not many things that could stop him.
…
What happened next was unexpected.
Everywhere in the world of immortality, monks have discovered the presence of altars.
Although there are differences in the ancient characters engraved on them, they are 70% similar overall.
Xiao Dongxu compared the ancient characters on it and found similar passages, and then made insights.
The further down he went, the more uneasy he felt.
He vaguely seemed to have an idea.
"Don't these demon cultivators want to reverse the yin and yang of heaven and earth and bring the Summoning Demon Lord into the world?!"
Xiao Dongxu inexplicably felt that this might be a big deal.
But he found it ridiculous!
How many years have passed, the Demon Summoning God Lord is probably dead long ago, and not even the scum is left. There is a prerequisite for these demon cultivators to act like this, that is, the Demon Summoning God Lord is not dead. At least some consciousness or spiritual consciousness remains between heaven and earth, just like the golden body of Dharma in Buddhism, which can attract the Buddha to descend.
"It shouldn't be possible..."
The more Xiao Dongxu thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he immediately found Mr. Zhong and expressed his guess.
Zhong Zhengyuan did not know much about this matter. Although there were many accounts of the summoning of the Demon Lord, most of them were just technical fragments in notes and history.
But what Xiao Dongxu mentioned today was mutually corroborated with the catastrophe he had found in his account. This had to make Zhong Zhengyuan think deeply, and his heart became heavier.
"Mr. Zhong?"
Xiao Dongxu's call brought Zhong Zhengyuan back to his senses.
Zhong Zhengyuan paused for a moment and said, "It's okay. Let me first check whether there is any record in the ancient books."
Xiao Dongxu nodded after hearing this and said, "Mr. Lao Zhong is here."
After Xiao Dongxu leaves.
Zhong Zhengyuan sighed and said, "Is it really a disaster?"
He felt dazed.
Something like this is hard to explain.
Since ancient times, the word "tribulation" has been mysterious. People have tribulations, plants and trees have tribulations, and all kinds of tribulations in the world have tribulations, even heaven and earth.
But no one has ever understood the true meaning of this disaster.
"Could this calamity have been predestined for a long time?"
Zhong Zhengyuan murmured like this, his eyes gradually getting deeper.
…
The next year, winter entered the world.
It's getting colder this year, and heavy snowfall has suddenly fallen in various places, which has also eased the long-lasting war.
It is worth mentioning that the King of Jin still maintained his superiority despite being blocked from the north and the south. Not only did he consume most of King Yan's army, he also broke through a city of the imperial court under such pressure.
This also benefited from some people from the Jianghu who later defected.
People with strong martial arts skills are at home on this battlefield. One person can break through several armors, which greatly boosts the morale of the army and gives them this opportunity.
The army of King Yan was a little in despair.
At the beginning, he did go north with the intention of gambling, but unexpectedly he fell into a trap. Not only did he suffer a big loss, some soldiers and horses in the border area also fell into the hands of King Yu.
When they realized something was wrong, they quickly withdrew their troops. Unexpectedly, King Jin had no intention of letting them go. He chased them for nearly a hundred miles and killed them all. He only gave up after losing most of his troops.
"well……"
There were only a few long sighs in the tent, and the counselors who were once under Zhao Wuji also had a headache at this moment.
In fact, if it had not happened with King Yu, they would have had a way out, at least they would not have suffered such heavy losses. Unfortunately, it was King Yu who appeared at such a coincidence.
Having been defeated both front and back, the Yan Army is now in a dilemma.
On the other hand, King Yu has been the most proud in the past two years.
King Yu blocked people from outside the customs. Although he caused this trouble, he won over a large number of people. Many people with lofty ideals defected to King Yu wholeheartedly and came to King Yu's tent in the name of their family and country. In a short time, they won over a large number of talents. .
It can be said that this move is an act of losing one and gaining ten.
In just a few years, King Yu's troops increased from more than 10,000 to 50,000. Such a sudden development was unexpected by everyone.
When everyone came to their senses, King Yu had already gained momentum.
The imperial court was incompetent, the Yan army was defeated, and the King of Jin had no place to target. Only King Yu could win the hearts of the people and gain the military strength.
"Prince Yu is really a great talent."
In the north and south buildings.
Tang Zheng, who was wearing a thick coat, exhaled a breath of white mist. There was a vast expanse of white outside, and there was a heater under his hand.
Tang Zheng accepted the letter, raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, and said, "Sir, King Yu is really gaining momentum now."
Ping An stretched out his hand to warm the fire and said: "It is inevitable for King Yu to rise. Not only does he win the hearts of the people, but he also has the help of the Nanyan Clan, the second largest force in the world, and your business firm secretly. If There will be no power unless King Yu and his advisers are fools."
After hearing this, Tang Zheng said: "My lord, you are wrong. It is not my family's business, but my younger brother."
Ping An smiled after hearing this and did not explain anything.
It's snowing heavily outside.
But suddenly I heard the sound of horses trampling from outside.
"Pap, tap..."
Tang Zheng paused, raised his eyes and said, "I'll go take a look."
He got up and went downstairs, and then came to the avenue.
But he saw that the man on the horse was covered in blood, and there was an arrow stuck in his arm.
Tang Zheng was startled and stepped forward quickly.
The horse seemed to have reached a certain place and slowed down little by little.
But with a low cry from the horse, his legs suddenly bent down.
'thump. '
The horse collapsed from exhaustion.
He fell down together with the people on the horse and rolled around twice before stopping.
Tang Zheng was startled and quickly stepped forward and turned the man over before he could see his face clearly.
He was suddenly startled, "Shopkeeper Xuan?!"
The color on the face of the person in front of him was gone, and he took out a letter from his arms as if he had used all his strength.
"Son..."
Shopkeeper Xuan didn't say anything more. He just said "Young Master" and he was completely discouraged and fell down.
Tang Zheng was startled and shouted several times.
"Shopkeeper Xuan! Shopkeeper!"
But no matter how much he shouted, he was already helpless.
Tang Zheng came back to his senses and his eyes fell on the letter in the shopkeeper's hand.
He was startled for a moment, then carefully picked it up and took it apart for a look.
In just a moment, Tang Zheng froze on the spot.
"father……"
