Place yourself in a dark underground palace.
Xue Yun was placed in the coffin hanging upside down in the center of the hall by the "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" in front of him, and there was no room for resistance at all.
By now.
No matter how dull he was, Xue Yun realized the seriousness of the matter.
This is the mausoleum of the emperors of the Xuanyuan royal family and the place where the dragon veins of the Great Xia Empire are located!
Silently mobilizing the biological force field in his body, he found that there was no movement at all.
Even the armed monster and dog systems couldn't sense it. It was as if there was an invisible wall that separated Xue Yun from them. It was not a simple sleep, but a complete loss of contact.
"interesting."
Gradually calmed down.
Xue Yun raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "You brought me to this hellish place just to chat with you?"
He looked around again.
Xue Yun suddenly remembered something, frowned and asked: "Where are City Lord Sima and the Pig King, and the dead-faced paralyzed guy who came with me..."
Keep an eye on the sword hanging in front of you.
Xue Yun narrowed his eyes and continued: "Did you imprison them here too!?"
Xue Yun had no memory at all about the memory after opening the "Six Paths True Immortal" experience card.
After transforming into a supreme immortal, he lost the emotions and empathy that humans should have.
At that time, Xue Yun had already fallen into a state of madness and even completely lost himself.
The power gained from using foreign objects is, after all, full of subtle adverse reactions.
For Xue Yun.
The experience of that devastating battle was as illusory as a dream.
After waking up from the dream, not only did I forget everything, but I also experienced a lot of discomfort in my body and consciousness.
"not at all. 』
Facing Xue Yun's question.
The freak of the Daxia Kingdom spoke calmly and said coldly: "Not everyone is qualified to enter this important place of imperial mausoleums. I have already sent away your companions." 』
Hear the words.
Xue Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although they have no impression at all, judging from the existing clues, it seems that their plan has been successful.
At least the others can escape unscathed.
The "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" was still staying in the imperial mausoleum and did not rush to Hudu to intervene in the war there.
Ever since.
One person and one sword faced each other like this. While they were silent, the atmosphere suddenly became depressing and strange.
"Do you still remember the question you asked me when we first met more than ten years ago? ” Zhenguo Freak suddenly said.
Startled slightly.
Xue Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, remembering the first time he saw the power of "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" at the foot of the imperial city.
that time.
In order to suppress the out-of-control Zhao Tianyi, the Zhenguo Freak took action and destroyed the rampant "Xing Tian Clan" with one sword.
At that time, Xue Yun ignored the obstruction of the regent Xuanyuan Zhong and went forward to ask about Beigong Mu's forced entry into the imperial mausoleum.
"of course I remember."
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he raised his head and looked directly at the powerful freak.
Xue Yun's eyes were as bright as before, and he asked: "Why did Teacher Beigong give up his dream of changing the world? What did you say to him?"
"besides......"
He pondered for a moment.
Xue Yun asked word for word: "What is the truth about this world?!"
A series of questions, like a boulder weighing a thousand kilograms, fell hard into the calm lake.
All these years.
Xue Yun has experienced countless people and things, and all signs indicate that this so-called apocalyptic wasteland world is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.
It is even possible that Xue Yun's time travel was not an accident.
The answers to all these can definitely be reasonably explained from "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit".
"Again. 』
The golden sword light flickered slowly.
The Zhenguo freak took his time and said calmly: "If you want to get something, you have to give something." 』
The hanging sword slowly came closer.
"Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" pondered for a moment and continued: "Answer me a question seriously and help me resolve my long-standing doubts. Afterwards, I will naturally show you the truth of this world." 』
Couldn't help but move back.
Xue Yun raised his eyebrows. After thinking for a moment, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell me about it."
Whoosh~~
The sword in front of him moved backwards quickly, and the golden light bloomed silently, seeming to be full of inexplicable excitement.
"my question is......"
The sword light flashed and its sharp edge was revealed.
The weirdo in Daxia Town hesitated for a long time, and then asked: "Why, you can't tolerate the existence of the Xuanyuan family, and you must overthrow the imperial rule that has been maintained for more than five hundred years?" 』
As soon as these words came out.
Xue Yun was immediately speechless and even felt a little bit dumbfounded for a moment.
"Beigong Mu was like this back then, and you are like this now..."
Let out a long sigh.
The tone of "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" was full of confusion, and he continued: "In troubled times, the scattered Great Xia will only attract the covetousness of foreign races, and only a unified dynasty will have strong cohesion." 』
There was a pause.
The Zhenguo freak was full of confusion and asked: "Why should we resist? Why must we subvert this rare stable situation?" 』
in silence.
Xue Yun was stunned for a while, then took a deep breath and shook his head silently.
"Do you really not understand, or are you just pretending to be confused?"
There is no face at all.
The body of "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" is this ancient sword, but judging from its breath alone, it is not difficult to see that the other party is indeed a little unclear and full of doubts about it.
"Isn't this very obvious..."
Wanran smiled.
Xue Yun shrugged and said bluntly: "The reason why we resist is for fairness and freedom!"
Fair and free...
Silently repeating these two slightly thin words.
The sharp sword light suddenly became strong, and the "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" flew into the air, and said coldly: "Where can there be absolute fairness and freedom in this world?" 』
"Maybe not."
Spread your hands.
Xue Yunqing leaned against the coffin and simply looked up at the high ceiling.
"However, that does not prevent people from yearning for and pursuing. In the face of oppression and slavery, if you lose the courage to resist, what's the point of living?"
Look at the sword flashing high in the sky.
Xue Yun curled his lips and said meaningfully: "I have to admit that in this world, there will always be people who pursue their ideals. Even if this ideal is very illusory and even makes many people find it ridiculous, it is precisely because of this that it becomes even more important. It seems very precious.”
"At least, I believe..."
Grinning.
Xue Yun looked calm and said: "One day, this world will become a better place. There will no longer be distinctions between people, and everyone will be able to live in equality and harmony with each other."
