"The demon tribe from Bailu stopped in Congran."
Liu Sanyue said softly.
Han Chan said calmly: "They will not stay there for a long time. They will only continue to go south all the way until they return to the land of black soil."
Liu Sanyue said slowly: "But you must be careful. After all, there was a rebellion in the demon soil on the Youhuang Mountains, and there is still no news. Going south to north, maybe they will meet together."
Han Chan stood beside the tall building for a long time, as if thinking about what Liu Sanyue said.
After all, Hanchan asked the left and right Sima to quickly recruit hundreds of thousands of witch armor and then go north. Even if they unexpectedly defeated Nanyi City, for Huangliang itself, it naturally meant that the defense was empty. What's more, now Yao Ji has gone to Nanyi City, and Xuanxuyuan is also heading north. If those demon clans coming from the north really join up with the people of Demon Land and try to attack Huangliang, it will be extremely bad for the war in Nanyi City and the rear area will be in chaos.
Liu Sanyue didn't speak. He just stood aside and looked at Hanchan in silence for a long time, as if he wanted to see clearly the many thoughts and changes of this senior brother.
"Jianyuan's people have not left Cong Ran." After a long time, Han Chan said calmly: "If something unexpected happens inside Huangliang, they will not sit idly by and ignore it."
The king of Chu who came from Huaian looked at the world east of Huangliang.
"It just so happens that I also want to see how much strength there is in Jianyuan, the only sword cultivation place in the south."
When Liu Sanyue heard this, he also looked over there, but there were some things that he couldn't see.
"That's okay."
Han Chan turned around, looked at Liu Sanyue and said, "Junior brother said such things, do you want to see any changes in me?"
Liu Sanyue smiled softly and said, "I do have such an idea."
Han Chan said calmly: "If one day, junior brother feels that I have lost my original intention, I can leave naturally. The goddess has gone north, and junior brother naturally has no need to stay in Huangliang."
The smile on Liu Sanyue's face gradually faded. Three months had passed, but this twisted Taoist still stood in the wind with his hands drawn back.
"People's thoughts will naturally change. If the hearts of people in the world are always the same, then the world may still be in the barbaric age. The principle of poverty and change will never be outdated."
Han Chan raised his eyebrows and looked at the Taoist, who raised his eyes to look at the human world.
"So even if senior brother has changed a little, it doesn't matter..."
Liu Sanyue said this and stopped talking.
Han Chan turned his head back and looked at the world silently.
After a long time, the sword cultivator said softly: "It seems that junior brother's mind has changed a lot."
Liu Sanyue didn't say anything.
Han Chan raised his hand and patted the Taoist on the shoulder, then turned around and headed towards the bottom of the tall building.
The wind in April is certainly not cold. Han Chan walked quietly on the windy stairs going downstairs, looking at the quiet world and thinking.
So why is Junior Brother's body trembling slightly?
Maybe he was shocked by some of his own ideas.
Han Chan chuckled softly and walked all the way down, only to see a young man standing respectfully on the palace road in the distance.
There are still many flowers blooming along the palace road in April.
Of course, flowers are not only found in spring.
But there were no trees. Han Chan once thought that the Kyoto Imperial Palace should be full of locust trees like the Huaido Imperial Palace.
But it doesn't.
Most of the emperors of Huaidu were extremely high cultivators in the human world.
But Huang Liang is not.
Since the collapse of the Wugui Divine Sect, Huang Liang's Majesty has never even practiced the Wugui Way.
Therefore, the view of the palace road is often broad, and even if there are some trees and other things, the layout is strictly controlled.
This will minimize the possibility of His Majesty being assassinated by hidden assassins.
Of course Emperor Huai'an was not afraid.
From the Ghost Emperor to the Divine River, there are five generations of emperors, three beings who stand at the top of the human world. Maybe there is no need to be so petty.
So when Han Chan saw the young man standing next to the flowers blowing the April wind, he suddenly felt that he was being petty, which was probably not bad.
Of course, it would be more beautiful for the waiting boy to stand beside the flowers.
But what the young man wanted to say to Han Chan might not be so beautiful.
Han Chan stopped there, and the young man who was studying history in Zuo Shi's mansion knelt down respectfully.
"My subordinate Jing Jing, I have met the king."
Han Chan sighed softly and said, "Get up."
The young man who was supposed to be immersed in writing history suddenly arrived. The emperor naturally knew what was going on, so he probably felt guilty. When the young man in loose official uniform stood up, Han Chan asked first.
"How is the restoration of Huangliang Millennium History going?"
Jing Jing said softly: "In the past thousand years, Huangliang has had deficiencies in its political system, abandoned courts, and many omissions in its thousand-year history. It will still take a long time. Please forgive me, the king."
As the young man spoke, he raised his head very quickly. This speed was probably extremely inconsistent with the usually peaceful young man.
Han Chan looked at the young man who looked at him with burning eyes.
Sure enough, Ning Jing didn't give Han Chan a chance to continue changing the subject, and bowed again.
"I have something that I don't understand."
Han Chan was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Say it."
"Since ancient times, military matters should not be trivial."
The young man raised his head and looked deeply at the emperor, who was dressed in snow-like robes.
"Wu Jia went north to fight with Huaian, which was even more Linyuan's move."
"However, the king thought that the boy was happy to become a general, and thought it was a ridiculous move. Therefore, he entered the palace and asked, is the king's move a selfish move?"
Han Chan raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man in front of him. After a long time, he laughed softly.
Young Ning Jing is a smart man.
Even though both of them knew that he was here to question Han Chan about why he wanted Zhao Gaoxing to lead the troops to die, the young man did not mention the relationship between the two. Instead, he mentioned it based on Han Chan's selfish motives.
This is of course all reasonable.
"It seems that while you were in Zuo Shi Mansion, you were probably not only studying history, but you also learned a lot."
Han Chan chuckled softly.
If it were the peaceful young man who was still in the sword courtyard back then, no matter how quiet and peaceful he was, he probably would not have said such words.
He would probably only sincerely question Han Chan why he wanted Zhao Gaoxing to go to the north.
The young man didn't smile or speak, he just looked at Han Chan for a long time.
So the emperor's smile faded and he said calmly: "Yes. However, close relatives are naturally not only husband and wife, but also monarchs and ministers. Taking responsibility based on relatives is never something worthy of criticism. A wise king is close to relatives, even if they are close relatives. A powerful person can only become a fool when he is a close relative of a faint king. By doing this, is Ning Qing saying that Gu is a faint king in the world?"
Quietly lowered his head silently.
"I don't dare."
Although Zuo Shi has the responsibility of being an official, Ning Jing is not Zuo Shi after all, he is just a minor official who compiles history.
Han Chan walked over calmly.
"Even so, let's wait until the army is defeated before discussing with Gu Xiang."
The figure of the emperor in white slowly faded away.
The young man stood beside the flowers in the palace path for a long time.
Han Chan's words directly blocked the young man's possibility of continuing.
An ugly-looking Taoist stopped in front of him.
Jing Jing sighed and bowed.
"I have met Master Yin in March."
Although Gu Chu never had the position of March Yin, everyone can see it.
Ling Yin Feixiang, this northern Taoist is March Yin.
Liu Sanyue looked at the young man for a long time, and then said softly: "Actually, you have already got the answer you want, haven't you?"
Jing Jing was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Yes."
Han Chan avoided talking, naturally feeling guilty.
It's just that what the young man wants is naturally not an answer with a guilty conscience.
Instead, let the young man who went to the north for no reason come back.
Of course Liu Sanyue also knew what Ning Jing was thinking. Looking at the emperor who was walking away in the wind of April Palace, he said calmly: "Don't mention this matter again in the future. An arrow from the string cannot be turned back. It is capricious. For an emperor, it is a taboo in the world.”
Quiet and silent.
"So Zhao is happy?"
Liu Sanyue said softly: "Don't listen or ask."
Jing Jing looked at the Taoist in confusion, not knowing what he meant.
Liu Sanyue also walked forward, her voice falling to the ground along with the flowers in the wind.
"The king is not from an imperial family, so he will not be so heartless after all. Don't annoy him and let the guilt take root in your heart. Zhao Gaoxing will naturally be able to come back alive."
Guilt is like aging wine.
Fragrance lasts a long time.
Jing Jing also figured out these things, turned around, and bowed to the Taoist respectfully.
"Thank you, Master Yin, for your advice in March."
Liu Sanyue waved and left.
...
After the ugly Taoist left the palace, he went straight to the Xuanshu Courtyard.
All the Xuanxuyuan in the world were slowly moving towards the north under the orders of the Zuyuan, but Xuanxuyuan in Kyoto did not move.
Today's Kyoto actually comes from the support of Xuansheyuan to a certain extent.
There are many complicated matters, and it is probably difficult to get away from Kyoto.
As for Liu Chunfeng, he also suffered some injuries.
The Taoist was not able to intercept it at first.
Many Xuanxueyuan gentlemen appeared in Yaofeng, which should have been enough to capture such a Taoist who had suffered some injuries from the sword.
But at the end, a sword suddenly appeared in the world.
It was Liu Chunfeng who reacted in time and was able to pass that sword. It was an extremely ordinary sword. It was like someone who was passing by a small town and said that he might as well let me try the sword, so he struck out with a sword. It seemed like it was sent to an extremely far away place.
But such a sword was obviously extremely unusual.
Afterwards, the gentlemen of Xuanxuyuan figured out where the sword came from from the traces and speed of the sword.
East China Sea, Mojian Cliff.
The deviation is no more than ten miles.
Liu Chunfeng and the others would naturally not believe that such a sword would come from Mojian Cliff, not to mention that it was not the sword intention of Mojian Cliff.
The sword intent of Mojian Cliff is solitary and cold. It is probably the most recognizable sword intent in the world, just like that high cliff.
But if it wasn't Mojianya, then whose hand did that sword come from?
Liu Chunfeng and the others didn't know.
When Liu Sanyue came, Liu Chunfeng was recovering from his injury in the April Bamboo Forest.
He used his vitality to repair his body and at the same time cooked the medicine.
The bamboo forest is full of the kind of medicinal smell that makes people feel bitter when they smell it.
The ugly-looking Taoist stepped on the slender green bamboo leaves, crossed the path, and headed towards the Chunfeng Taoist who was sitting quietly in the forest simmering medicine.
"How's the sword wound?"
Liu Sanyue found a clean stone in the forest and sat on it with his legs curled up.
Liu Chunfeng opened his eyes, dissipated all his Dao charm, and said softly: "It is still difficult to get rid of it. The power of that sword still hurt Shenhai after all."
The Taoist looked at Liu Sanyue with some regret as he spoke, and said softly: "It's a pity that Master Yin in Sanyue can't practice anymore, otherwise Huangliang's many things would be much easier."
Liu Sanyue was originally the most outstanding disciple of Qingtian Dao of this generation, and was once recognized as the successor to the next temple master.
It's a pity that I went to Huaidu, missed my practice, and came to Huangliang again. I was covered with the lingering charm of the Styx, and it was difficult to move the divine sea.
Liu Sanyue didn't feel any regrets, he just said calmly: "There are advantages to not being able to practice. Sometimes if you look at it from the perspective of the world, you can regain some of the novelty you had when you were young. "
"for example?"
Liu Sanyue looked down at the bamboo leaves and soil on the soles of his shoes.
"For example, sometimes I think about it. Although practitioners and people in the world walk on the earth together most of the time, practitioners step on the earth just because they want to, and people in the world do it because they just They can step on the ground. If there are a lot of broken tiles on the ground that are enough to cut the soles of the feet, they will fly over, but the world can only endure the pain and walk all the way."
What Liu Sanyue and Hanchan said are naturally true.
For example, people always change.
Ups and downs, so the angles seen are different.
"So sometimes I subconsciously want to overturn some of the things I once said to the goddess."
Liu Chunfeng was stunned and asked, "What is that?"
"By stepping on broken clay pots, people in the world will know more clearly what they want." Liu Sanyue said with a sigh. "But later it was discovered that it was not the case. When people step on a broken clay pot, they often feel so painful that they forget many things. And many times, they don't have much time to think about it. The strong current from above blows over, and they can only A hasty following.”
"It's like in troubled times. Are there more people in the world, or more people in the upper class? But the people in the world are still unable to turn the tide. Even we can't know where the world will go, let alone them. So I believe in gods and ghosts, so To chase away the demon clan, those who were supposed to be stationed in Nanyi City became rebels."
"Although it is said that there is no wind without waves, the real waves are not the wind, but the water. For example, the waves of a big river are often pushed up when they hit the shore. The wind comes and goes, but the water dies on the shore."
Liu Chunfeng listened to Liu Sanyue's words with great regret, and said softly: "Yes."
The vegetation is ruthless, and the shaking of the head is full of wind.
So what is the human world?
The two sat in the bamboo forest for a long time, without saying anything else.
This is probably a question that will never have an answer.
After a long time, the medicine in the jar was finally simmered. Liu Chunfeng poured himself a bowl of medicine and drank it in large gulps in the bamboo forest.
Medicinal materials are medicines for people of the world, and practitioners are also people of the world. Things that can heal the wounds of worldly people can naturally also heal the wounds of Taoists.
Liu Chunfeng drank the medicine and looked at Liu Sanyue.
"So what are you doing here today, junior brother?"
Liu Sanyue tilted her head, like a toad sitting in deep thought.
"I just said too much and suddenly forgot."
Liu Chunfeng chuckled softly and said, "So although gossiping is good, talking too much can lead to misunderstandings."
Liu Sanyue also smiled helplessly.
After all, it is not up to him to decide whether to forget or not, it is up to the person who writes it.
After a long time, Liu Sanyue seemed to wake up, looked at Liu Chunfeng and said, "How much do you know about Jian Yuan?"
Liu Chunfeng shook his head and said: "You should ask Qi Jingyuan about this matter. Because of the Death Sword Art, their Qi family has quite a reputation in a place of cultivation like Jianyuan."
Liu Sanyue said softly: "Mr. Qi and I are not familiar with him. What's more, Mr. Qi has drawn his sword many times. He is probably close to death, so it's really hard to ask."
Liu Chunfeng was silent, then sighed and said softly: "Yes."
Although the Death Sword Technique is very powerful and has forcibly cut through the Styx world where witches, ghosts, and demons gathered together several times, it naturally has its drawbacks.
This can be seen from the word "go to die".
While the two were talking, they heard a young man's voice coming over.
"What does Master Yin want to know about Jian Yuan in March?"
Liu Sanyue turned around and saw a young man holding a sword slowly approaching.
It was Qi Jingyuan who had not drawn his sword for decades and was about to die as soon as he drew his sword.
Back in the palace, this Jian Yuan sword cultivator had already transformed into a young man.
Liu Sanyue said softly: "If the White Deer Demon Clan from Huai'an enters Cong Ran and attempts to establish a demon kingdom, can Jianyuan Sword Cultivator stop them?"
Qi Jingyuan said calmly: "I don't know."
Liu Sanyue raised his eyebrows, and then heard the young man continue.
"That depends on whether the sword cultivator is the main force among them."
This is probably the truth.
The land of Sword Abyss, which suppresses all sword intentions in the world, will be the last pure land for the cultivation of sword power.
Even if the original Mojian Cliff was red and rosy, back then here, we could only fight with the sword's strength.
If you hold the sword, you will be shocked; if you draw the sword, you will be injured.
Such a place like the sword marks left in ancient times is extremely fatal to the cultivation of sword intent.
Liu Sanyue thought for a long time, and then said softly: "The White Deer Demon Clan is mostly from the south. Naturally, the demon cultivators are mainly swordsmanship. However, the demon clan itself has demon power. At the time of White Deer, it was once forced to Lingnan Sword Sect and many small sword cultivating places in the world are tired of running around, so naturally they are not taking things easy."
Qi Jingyuan looked at the Taoist for a long time and asked with some confusion: "Why is Master Yin worried about this matter in March?"
Liu Sanyue was silent for a while, and naturally understood what Qi Jingyuan meant. After all, he was from Huai'an, but the Taoist still said sincerely: "Huangliang is naturally a human being."
Qi Jingyuan didn't say anything more, just said softly: "Yes, Huangliang is naturally a human being, so if the demon tribe really intends to mess with Huangliang, Jianyuan will not let them pass so easily, no matter how hard Jianyuan can withstand it. .”
Liu Sanyue bowed.
"Thank you."
