He was a little hesitant at first, wondering whether he should go in. After a while, he finally made up his mind and opened the door with his head down.
At this time, it was bright outside the door, but once inside, it was dark. There was a candle flickering dimly in the room, and the woman had her back to him, sitting quietly in front of a table, just looking at the woman's slim back, It can also be judged that this female is extremely enchanting!
Hearing the woman's clear laughter, he was startled in his heart.
"Young master, don't be afraid, the slave family will not harm your life!" He was stunned, and his hearty laughter echoed in the cramped room.
"How can I be afraid of you? Just look down on me!" The green silk satin is embroidered with a fire phoenix. The fire phoenix stands on the edge of the cliff, and on the opposite side of the cliff is a vast sea. This is the woman's robe!
So freehand, there is a certain realm! The candle swayed slightly in the room. When the flame burned, there was a sizzling sound of flames. Other than that, there was no sound in the room!
Until the woman's voice appeared in his ears again, she said with a smile: "This palace is a place of death. Do you know, Master?" A place of death... This is not the key. Yu Zun said: "What about you?" The woman The weak laughter was like the candle, afraid that it would be extinguished if it was swept away by the cold wind. He then said: "Master! What do you think?" Yu Zun laughed and said: "I think you are an old friend. The remnants left behind!" The woman was a little surprised in her heart and said: "Oh? How did the young master see it?" Yu Zun said quietly: "Because this place is a place of death!" A sharp look flashed across his sly eyes. Shenguang said: "This is what you told me!"
"Young Master has indeed lived up to our expectations!" At this moment, the woman's voice had just fallen, and several men wearing purple and gold robes appeared in the room. This was unexpected by Yu Zun. , and at this time, when he took a closer look, he looked surprised and murmured to himself: "Are they exactly...those clay figures?" Yu Zun couldn't help but sigh at the mystery of this, and then With a look of astonishment on his face, he said: "Clay figurine, yes! It's exactly the clay figurine!" Among them, a middle-aged man raised his head and laughed, clapped his hands and said, "You really look like a human being!" Yu Zun sighed: "Comparing it with you? I'm afraid it's just a small witch making a big witch appear!" At this time, Yu Zun still couldn't calm down in his heart. All this was too wonderful and he was at a loss.
Several people stood quietly in the room. The air in this cramped space seemed to be solidifying. The weak candlelight swayed gently. The woman turned around and faced the emperor!
Yu Zun was stunned for a moment and murmured to himself, "What a beautiful girl!" This woman's face was extremely beautiful, and there was a lot of enchantment in it. She was both seductive and clear. The two seemed contradictory, but they were Just perfectly controlled by a woman!
The woman's appearance made even Yu Zun exclaim: "This is a beauty in the world!" Several people who appeared in the room stood quietly around the woman. They were real and fake!
At least, their eyes are not deceiving! Most of them have passed away. Over the thousands of years, their souls have been tempered by the fire of karma. So, day after day, year after year, although the remaining souls left in the world are occasionally, One day, those remaining souls also became imperfect souls!
This is exactly where they come from! The light and shadow changed, listening to the words from the bottom of their hearts, facing them with smiles on their faces, it seemed that they had no intention of hiding anything in their eyes.
This blur of light and shadow comes from them. The woman's figure was clearly visible in the darkness. Her fingertips gently touched Yu Zun's forehead and said with a smile: "Little fool, they asked you to come here, so you come! I'm afraid you may never come back!" "There seemed to be some pity in the beautiful smile, and the silky fingertips gently rubbed Yu Zun's cheek, but at this time, Yu Zun was motionless, and his body seemed to be frozen.
The cold touch penetrated into the body from the woman's fingertips, and a cold breath filled his body until the chill became sharper and biting!
At this time, a cold air gradually filled the cramped room. This cold air was so heavy that it seemed to seal everything!
In the air, there are weak fluctuations, like pulses, with a certain regularity. As the four walls tremble slightly, these fluctuations become more and more real!
Perhaps, Yu Zun's heart is still full of hope! In the vast sea, when the waves surged, there was a charming woman standing on the waves!
And this woman is the woman standing in the cramped room! The woman looked at the sky quietly, with a confused look on her face, and said: "He actually has such a world in his body! He is so similar to that man!" There was a little hope in her confused eyes, but When a burst of purple light flashed past her side, it was another shocking scene!
She left Yu Zun's little world, but she couldn't calm down in her heart. That purple light was actually a person, but she didn't see that person's face clearly. She couldn't help but think,
"What secrets are there in his body?" In that brief moment, it seemed that her life was in danger. The woman gently wiped the sweat on her forehead, feeling calm for a long time.
The few clay figures standing behind her were very calm. They had more say in Yu Zun's little world than the woman. They were in a trance, as if in a clear dream. After a moment, the woman calmed down and said: "Brothers, is he the person you have been waiting for?" The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, saying: "That's probably true! Otherwise, who else would be there?" In the room, the candlelight suddenly went out, and in the darkness , blurry, leaving only the whispers of a few people.
"Really that person?" Still unable to calm down the surprise in her heart, the woman asked again.
"Yes! He is that person!" At this time, an old woman's voice came from the darkness. This person's words seemed to have more weight!
"If that's the case, then this thousand years of waiting is no longer in vain!" the woman said.
"But, if the Emperor wakes up, will he let us go?" One person said timidly. The Emperor... After hearing this, everyone fell silent. At least for that moment, no one spoke anymore. A moment later, the woman's voice broke the silence again, saying: "Anyway, right now. With the current situation, there is no choice. Is it possible that you will continue to be the living dead?" In the dull air, there was a cold breath, blowing towards your face. In an instant, the wooden door was blown open by a strong wind, and the cold air blew open. The freezing cold wind blew against my face, and the temperature of the already cold room dropped a few degrees.
There was the noisy sound of the cold wind in their ears. Yu Zun, who had been standing aside indifferently, seemed to have fainted in the consciousness of several people.
But he always stood there soberly. Everything they said fell into his ears. Countless pictures flashed through his mind. At the edge of his thoughts, there were still those simple few words. word,
"That person in the legend!" As a chilling breath poured into the cold room, a huge force rolled up Yu Zun and the remaining people, and disappeared in an instant.
In the cold wind, the woman's body was closest to Yu Zun. The woman still had the face of a girl. Although her beautiful appearance was a bit cold, when she was next to Yu Zun, her face suddenly became colder. flush.
Vaguely, she stretched out her jade hand, grabbed Yu Zun's arm tightly, and said, "Master! I hope you can rescue us!" Yu Zun was stunned, and at that moment, a drop of clear tears fell on her own On his arms, the woman looked at him with a smile, but her eyes were full of tears.
"Are you his concubine during his lifetime?" Yu Zun's voice was quite indifferent, and his words had already touched the woman's heart.
His body was already trembling, but now he couldn't bear it any more. On his pretty cheeks, there was a serious message,
"Young Master, I don't want to die yet!" The mournful voice kept echoing in his ears, and Yu Zun said: "Is there anyone in this world that I care about?" The woman nodded slightly and said, "I want to see the person from before. Him! Not who he is now!"
"So, you've been waiting for someone to change everything, right?" Yu Zun said. The woman said: "Young Master is right, and he has spoken to the heart of the slave family. Young Master, this matter is very dangerous. If you are not sure, please don't try it rashly!"
"But do we still have a choice now?" Yu Zun's eyes became colder and colder, and also became deeper and more vicissitudes of life.
At this time, the cold wind gradually died down. Several people were standing on a terrace. In the distance was a sunset. They could see the vast wilderness, the dense black forest, and the swords and halberds. The ancient battlefield was covered with white bones and dark brown blood stains.
Standing here, standing on this land of ten thousand acres, with a huge palace behind me, in this ordinary dusk, the setting sun is like blood, and the fire is like song!
Darkness was coming again. On the vast wilderness, clusters of bonfires flickered quietly in front of Yu Zun's eyes. In front of Yu Zun's eyes, it seemed that the war ten thousand years ago appeared again. Those young people drinking clear wine, those singing The old man of Muge sat around the campfire and told distant stories.
The hoarse voice sings the song of time, pecking at the ears non-stop. In this cold night, how many people died in their dreams, and how many people buried their bones in the wind?
Yu Zun also felt a bit melancholy in his heart. His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and he could no longer see clearly. The beautiful sunset was finally going to dissipate!
In the hazy darkness, who is ready to move? In the cold wind, there was a loud singing voice, and the sound of crisp footsteps gradually appeared in his ears. The free wind blew through his hair, and he let out a hearty laugh. Later, he held the full moon scimitar tightly. , still with a clear smile, said: "You are finally willing to show up..." The loud singing voice gradually became vicissitudes, and the lyrics struggling on the lips gradually became no longer clear, and a blurred The figure slowly walked past him.
But even though the footsteps were right next to his ears, he still couldn't see clearly who that person was! At this time, the people who came with Yu Zun had frightened expressions on their faces. The woman held Yu Zun's sleeves tightly and said, "Master! He is here! He is here!" In this short quarter of an hour, , as if it lasted for thousands of years, a blurry black shadow stood in front of Yu Zun. He stood on the balcony and looked far away. After a moment, a vicissitudes of laughter came from Yu Zun's ears. ,
"Ghost God, please keep your eyes open and take a look. Take a look at the evil you have done! Take a look at all the people in the world!" The blurry black shadow did not release any momentum, but just like that, it made people even more worried. Yu Zun felt extremely depressed and dull in his heart!
The prestige established in silence, even if the martial arts realm is no longer there tens of millions of years later, this prestige that has lasted through the ages has still created an indelible momentum!
The knife was pulled out of the scabbard. In the cold wind, the knife in the black shadow's hand was hissing! Thousands of sword lights disappeared before our eyes in an instant. They swept across the earth, across the sea, passed by the gods, and finally stood beside countless ghosts and spirits.
So, in the distant wilderness, those bonfires burned more and more vigorously, and clear singing voices came to my ears. Those who had died seemed to have woken up, and they were reborn!
When the black shadow disappeared again, Yu Zun's heart was clear. Maybe, this time, the person the shadow is looking for is him!
Thousands of sword lights merged into one, and on the bright blade, a drop of blood flickered quietly in the dim light.
"You are here to kill me!" An old man walked out of the black shadow, but then, another person walked out of the black shadow, until the three of them stood in front of him!
In a daze, Yu Zun's heart trembled, and he said: "No! Seniors, Yu Zun is not here to murder you seniors!" What did he find?
What was it that made him feel uneasy? If your judgment is correct, the three people in front of you should be related to Dao Sanyi, Juntai and Chunqiu Yi!
At this time, one of the three old men, with a hint of wisdom in his eyes, said: "Have you noticed it? Junior!" Yu Zun nodded blankly and said: "Seniors, do you still remember Grandpa Juntai and Dao Master Sanyi and Uncle Chunqiu Yi?" The three of them were stunned, laughed, and said: "Boy! Good boy! The person we are waiting for is his descendant!" The woman and several people standing beside Yu Zun The clay figures trembled in their hearts.
"He's not here to save us! He's here to kill us!"
"But where is the Holy Emperor? Where did the Holy Emperor go?" Several people looked around blankly, where was there any trace of the Holy Emperor?
However, a moment later, they were shocked to find that the strong aura of the young man standing next to them was so similar to the Holy Emperor!
who is he? Where did the Holy Emperor go? In the darkness, the old man walked out of the shadows, laughed loudly, and said, "What are you looking for? Isn't he standing opposite you?" Is this the answer you want?
Or is it an inevitable result? If the Holy Emperor really comes to this world, I'm afraid he will really kill us... But is he really the reincarnation of the Holy Emperor?
Or, a more mysterious legend, is he that person? The answer to the mystery will be revealed in the very distant future!
But at this time, many people seem to have a standard answer in their hearts, and they believe it, just like their faith!
"I asked you to come here!" An old man who looked like Juntai in the Tao realm said with a smile.
"Yes! It's him, but he wants me to kill you and the others!" There was a bloody light in Yu Zun's dark eyes, but this bloody light was not directed at the people in front of him.
"Do you know Fan's identity?" the old man said with a smile. Yu Zun shook his head and said: "I don't know anything!" The old man's eyes became more serious and said: "He is a treasonous person who murdered his master!"
"What? Is this really happening?" At this moment, Yu Zun turned dumb and said.
"Do you believe us, or do you believe Fan?" The eyes of the three old men all became more serious, and their voices gradually became extremely cold!
At this moment, a fire was ignited in Yu Zun's heart.
"Seniors, I have a close relationship with my master, master, and grandpa. I trust you seniors!"
"That's right! Thousands of years ago, Trinity, Juntai and Qiuyi were from the same school as me!" The old man said with a smile.
"And the person who is to be killed is our master!" One of them, an old man with a long beard and white hair on his temples, heard his words and his name was - Master Changchun!
Standing next to Master Changchun was Taoist Zhenyang, and the remaining old man was named Feng Xianren!
At this time, the woman hiding behind Yu Zun also gave her name, calling her Ruoxi!
"So. The person who really wants to kill you is Fan, not the seniors!" Yu Zun smiled at Ruoxi and said.
"I didn't expect! He actually killed his master!" Ruo Xi's heart felt uneasy for a long time!
"Even if he practices for thousands more years, he will still be unable to break through the sky!" A clay figure said secretly. "Perhaps, only Young Master can do it!" Ruoxi said solemnly in the darkness.
"Only the young master has that kind of aura!" At this moment, Yu Zun's ears became blurry again, so he didn't hear a word of what Ruoxi said clearly.
Seeing that Yu Zun was indifferent, in Ruoxi's eyes, Yu Zun was a steady and steady person. His ability to remain calm in the face of trouble was something that others of his age group could not do.
"But with Fan's martial arts level, how can he kill the Patriarch?" Yu Zun said, somewhat puzzled.
"The moment I take action, master, he is already exhausted!" Fengxian said with lonely eyes.
"What he wants to get is the secret book, but Master, he has already entrusted the secret book to Junior Brother Juntai!" Master Changchun said, looking up to the sky and laughing.
This hearty laughter seemed to be able to break the sky, and even Fan Yi, who was outside the palace, sensed this moment. At this moment, Fan frowned and thought: "Could it be that he has killed the Holy Emperor? "Perhaps Fan has never thought about it!
There was no such thing as a Holy Emperor in the palace, and the superior martial arts he realized were only the auras of a few people from Changchun.
In other words, the Holy Emperor did exist, but after thousands of years of baptism, the Holy Emperor's reputation, although widely spread throughout the universe, has ended long ago!
At least, in the eyes of Ruoxi and others, they have seen the majesty of the Holy Emperor! It is destined to be a symbol of an era, and it is destined to fade away slowly with the tide of time!
The empty heart is still pounding, the blood hits the atrium, and the atrium beats slowly. At least this means the flow of life, and time is not old, and I am not old either... A war that should have ushered in , suddenly came to an end. Being able to meet the three real people from Changchun in this place would not be in vain for Qingyun's judgment!
This is an old friend! It’s also a return! After all, the Holy Emperor is always a symbol of an era, but Yu Zun seems to be writing another history!
yes! The Holy Emperor has passed away, who can truly inherit his mantle? The dark blue sky is embellished with countless stars. Those stars seem to be moving toward you, eyes moving quietly.
At this moment, those clay figures disappeared quietly. Speaking of which, these clay figures were even more weird!
They were originally clay figures, but they gave birth to life in a trance, and their destiny did not seem to be a simple line. They also had a complicated future, but at this time, they were no longer there.
When Yu Zun looked at the sea, he was shocked. They were still those clay figures, standing quietly on the isolated island, holding the snow that never melted all year round in their hands, looking at the sky with lonely faces.
It was also from Master Changchun's words that he realized that the secret book turned out to be a secret book for practicing talismans!
And this secret book had already passed through Juntai's hands and was passed on to Yu Zun! At this moment, Yu Zun's heart was indescribably throbbing, but there was always a tide of desolation rising up and then falling suddenly, and he finally understood the viciousness and foresight of Juntai's vision!
But this also proves Juntai's boldness and carefulness. After all, this secret of talisman can only be passed on to the successor once in a person's life!
I couldn't help but feel a little more moved in my heart, so I knelt on the ground and worshiped again and again toward the distance. I didn't know if I could feel the Juntai at this time.
However, in a small wooden house in a primitive village, an old man sneezed. The old man murmured to himself, "Who is thinking of me?" After a pause, he twisted some tobacco shreds with his hands again, and put them on the rice paper. He put a roll in it, lit it with fire, and took a deep breath.
"Fan, who should I give it to?" At this time, Yu Zun looked at the few people with a smile and said. Although this smile seems to be warm and touching, he is afraid of being frostbitten. The young man in front of him has a calmness and sophistication that is not indicative of his age!
This is the reason why everyone’s heart is so hard to calm down for a long time! It's a smile hiding a knife, he won't let Fan go!
In life, there are always some marks that are destined from birth! It's the feeling of blood and milk merging together. At least for the master who has never met, this feeling is real!
His heart ached secretly, and when he wanted to save everything, he realized how small and humble he was! He suddenly remembered the dark forest. He always felt that something was calling him, but he couldn't explain what it was that was calling him. He made a bold guess again, and the answer was even more perceptive.
Could it be that there is a mystery behind all this? In other words, the Patriarch made an amazing joke with the world?
Yu Zun knew very well in his heart that Fan was about to die soon. He could feel the anger in the hearts of Master Changchun, Taoist Zhenyang and Fengxian!
So, is the person who can open up the world, the Holy Emperor or the late Patriarch? Or, to make a bolder guess, is it possible that the Holy Emperor and the Patriarch are the same person?
It was precisely because of the comparison between Ruoxi's description and Changchun's real person that he gradually came to the answer, but everything was unknown. In his heart, he also understood very well that the so-called Wangyou Realm was not just a simple symbol. , this is a huge world, a world that cannot be detected with perception...
