Chapter 182: Backtracking
The long golden river of time is vast, winding around the trunk of the big chun tree in the shape of an inverted "ji". The upper reaches do not know its origin, and the lower reaches do not know its end!
At this time, the young man in red clothes in the river had a dejected look on his face, and his golden eyes were a bit dim. Like a candle in the dark night, they were fluttering in the wind and might be extinguished at any time.
"Impossible...impossible...impossible..." Zhou Hao muttered to himself in a very weak voice.
He allowed the river to wash away his body. As long as he didn't move, the river couldn't wash him away. He would always stay where he was.
Now he can't believe it no matter what, Hanabi will one day die to save himself like Su Qing?
So what is the meaning of living? And why should we become stronger?
He was really scared!
He was afraid that he would lose her. He didn't know when it started. Maybe it was the last time she was hit by the Shark Eclipse? Maybe she disappeared when she first arrived in Sun Moon Capital? Maybe even earlier...
Ever since he came to the Immortal Realm, he has been alone. After being accepted as a disciple by Yun Fang, cultivation has become a new theme in his life. His only ideal is to become stronger and to carve out his own immortal path in this vast Immortal Realm. long haul.
Just like in the mortal world, he was not born to be an ordinary person. Although he grew up in the small Qingcao Village, he was not willing to spend his life in the ordinary. Joining the army was not a force for him, but an opportunity. It is said that times make heroes. A young man with outstanding talent and hard work in martial arts seemed destined to shine in the troubled times that swept the world. In the end, he did it. Not only He was the Marquis Guansheng who frightened the enemy, and also became the Shenghuang of the Great Zhou Dynasty who pacified the troubled times. His life was so magnificent that it can be called a legend!
But it is such a "young man" who has experienced countless storms and waves. Today, for the first time, he asks himself in his heart, what is the meaning of his life?
If Hanabi is destined to die to save herself, then no matter how strong she becomes, there seems to be no point in it. It is better to just let her go...
Zhou Hao didn't know what it felt like. When Su Qing died for him, his heart was filled with guilt. But when he saw Hanabi being killed by the enemy just to save him from the river of time, his whole body collapsed and his heart stopped. In addition to anger and sadness, there was more emptiness in his heart. This kind of emptiness scared him, made him extremely helpless, and made him just want to leave with Hanabi!
Zhou Hao was confused at this time. After he saw himself being killed by the figure in black, all the images of his future in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River disappeared, which seemed to indicate that that was really his final outcome.
"I can not be reconciled!"
Suddenly, a deep voice came from the calm river, and then, a red shadow changed from horizontal to vertical, from lying to standing, and the body stood up straight, the golden eyes were shining brightly, changing the previous decline.
"This is not my ending, let alone Hanabi's ending. None of us will die!" Zhou Hao shouted to the sky, two beams of pupil light were projected firmly down the river of time, and his body flew away like an arrow from a string. The downstream needs to figure it out.
But soon his expression turned grim, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and his clenched fists crackled.
Nothing appeared in front of it, as if this was an ordinary river, and no future scene had ever appeared.
boom! boom!
The golden pupils shot out like two bolts of lightning, and the lower reaches of the Yangtze River suffered an unparalleled disaster. The river water was bombarded, causing turbulent waves.
However, the long river of time is formed by the condensed laws after all, and Zhou Hao's angry actions will not really affect or change anything. Soon the golden long river returned to its original state, and the calm water flowed by itself.
In the river, a lone figure stood frozen. He closed his eyes silently and remained motionless for a long time.
When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Hao gritted his teeth and said to himself: "So what if this is the ending? I don't believe in fate. Zhou Hao swears here that he will change the ending even if he pays any price in this life. Neither Hanabi nor I will die." , will still be alive and well!”
After saying that, he turned around and started to swim upstream. Now he has understood that the so-called great opportunity during the change of seasons is this long river of time evolved from the rules of the avenue. Only by baptizing yourself in the long river can you Only by experiencing one's own changes in the past, present and future, and having a blessed soul, can one understand the wonderful principles of the great path of time.
Since the future is invisible now, let’s take a look at your past self!
Going back in time is actually not a problem for immortal monks. It is similar to Green Snake's mind-reading ability. By extracting memories, you can not only see the past of immortals, but also the past of all things in nature.
But the river of time can see much more than that. Not to mention the things in this life, it can also see everything in the past life clearly.
As Zhou Hao retraced the long river of time, scenes from the past began to appear in the water in front of his eyes, and the scenes were vivid in his mind, as if they happened yesterday.
When he saw Su Qing turn into an elixir and fly into his mouth for the first time as a bystander and an authority, he, who was already heavy-hearted, felt guilty again.
"Senior Sister Su, Zhou Hao cannot repay your affection for Zhou Hao, but he will always remember it in his heart!"
And when Yun Fang's kind and old face appeared on the screen, Zhou Hao felt endless thoughts in his heart, and his nostalgia was beyond words. He had always respected this cheap master very much. Without the master, he would not be what he is today.
Zhou Hao felt that he was very lucky to have met such an excellent mentor when he first entered the immortal realm. He taught him how to teach and resolve doubts, and he was able to cultivate from an ignorant lower immortal to a golden immortal who could stand on his own. Only under his guidance can he meet the person who will make him loyal until death. This kind of kindness is something he cannot repay.
"Master, you are on your way. My disciple has killed Nangong Xun and Night Angel, and has avenged you and the entire Yunmiao Immortal Palace. As for Senior Brother Yu Yang, I know that has always been your heartache. Don't worry. One day my disciple will find Ye Gong, if my senior brother is still alive, I will rescue him!"
Continuing to trace back, time seemed to go backwards, and Zhou Hao's perspective returned from the fairyland to the mortal world.
At the top of Mount Tai, the sky is sealed for worship.
With hard work, China will be rejuvenated in ten years.
The Great Zhou Dynasty defeated the emperor and put down the eight kingdoms in chaos.
The life story is revealed and the new emperor ascends the throne.
The victor always wins and is awarded the title of prince.
A hundred battles become a poem, and one general achieves victory.
At the age of seventeen, he joined the army and his troops were ruthless.
Born into a poor family, he practiced martial arts since childhood.
Looking back on the things in the world, Zhou Hao felt a sense of pride and pride. It was his own heroic ambition and he would never regret it in this life!
Finally, he saw the mystery of his life experience that he had always heard about but had never seen before. It was also a very unusual day, and perhaps the day when the wheel of fate began to turn.
On that day, a meteorite fell from the sky and landed in the north of the Zhou Dynasty, causing frequent strange phenomena in the sky across the north. It was like a god coming to the dust, with surging golden light and silver light. The sacred light was so bright that people could not open their eyes. Sanskrit music and fairy music were played from the clouds and spread throughout a hundred miles radius.
The news of the meteorite falling from the sky quickly spread to the Imperial Palace of Zhou Dynasty. For the current Holy Emperor, who was always curious, he was naturally itching to bear it. Without saying a word, he took his soldiers and horses and flew towards the north, hoping to have a glimpse of the meteorite.
By coincidence, on the same day, Huang Guifei, the emperor's most favored concubine, gave birth to a dragon son. At this moment, the young man in red, who was on the upper reaches of the river of time, was stunned. He saw an incredible scene.
At the same time, strange things happened in two different places, namely the northern land of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Great Zhou Imperial Palace.
When the emperor came to the crater in the north and saw the three-foot-long round dark stone slab, even for Zhou Hao now, it was just an image of the past, but his heart was still throbbing. It seems that the two are inexplicably connected.
Then the emperor's hand touched the dark stone slab, and suddenly a strange light group with a bright silver surface and a golden center flowed out from the stone slab. The light group was spinning like a projectile about the size of a plum, and the surface was flowing brightly. The silver light was like a sword glowing, and there was no doubt that Zhou Hao could tell that it was a sword pill.
Jianwan is shaped like a pill and means a sword. It is sharp enough to cut iron like clay and soft enough to wrap around a finger ring.
At this moment, the gold and silver sword pills turned into soft fingers and rotated around the fingers of the emperor's hand. The guards behind the emperor were about to step forward to stop them, but they were immediately stopped by the emperor's other hand stretched out backwards.
However, something strange happened again the next moment. Before the beaming Emperor could finish playing with the gold and silver sword pill, it spun around like flying, cut the Emperor's five fingers, and fled into the sky at high speed.
Naturally, no one could catch up at this speed. The guards hurried forward to bandage the emperor's wounds, shouting that the minister should die for causing his majesty to be injured.
Fortunately, the emperor, who was Zhou Hao's biological father, didn't care about the scars on his hands, nor did he blame the guards. He just looked up at the sky where Jianwan had escaped, and sighed softly: "Is this really true in this world? Do immortals exist?"
At the same time, in the Imperial Palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the escaped sword pill suddenly fell and flew into the belly of Concubine Huang who was admiring the flowers in the imperial garden. The whole process was so fast that even the maid who had always been accompanying the concubine could only Just saw a flash of light in front of my eyes.
After the sword pill entered her abdomen, the imperial concubine felt extremely painful in her abdomen. She could clearly feel that the baby was about to be born, and she screamed in pain.
Childbirth is imminent! Fortunately, the wife in the palace was always ready for the imperial concubine. The delivery went smoothly and the mother and child were safe.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Hao had a smile but also confusion on his face, because this was the first time he saw his biological mother, Huang Guifei. Not only is she beautiful, but the most important thing is that her face gives people a very warm and gentle feeling. No wonder His Majesty the Emperor loves her so much. In addition, her eyebrows are very similar to hers. People say that her son's eyebrows are inherited. Mother, it seems that this is indeed true. But what puzzled Zhou Hao was what happened to the sword pill and why did it fly into his biological mother's belly?
Huang Guifei, who had just given birth to a baby, was naturally very weak. The palace maid was congratulating her while wiping the fine beads of sweat from her face. Looking at the baby lying next to her, Huang Guifei smiled lightly.
"My child, your name will be Zhou Hao. It was chosen by His Majesty." Huang Guifei took out a green jade pendant and hung it around the baby boy's neck. The jade pendant had the word "Hao" engraved on the front.
There is also a jade pendant in her hand. These two jade pendants were specially cast by His Majesty the Emperor to name the child in her belly. If the child is a girl, she will be named Zhou Yue, and if the child is a boy, he will be named Zhou Hao.
However, this night was dark and windy, and everything was destined to be uneasy. Since the queen had no heirs, and the other concubines were unable to have children because they were not favored, the Lin'er that Huang Guifei gave birth to tonight would definitely be the crown prince, and waiting for the emperor After a hundred years, the throne will naturally be inherited by the prince.
So, taking advantage of the God-given opportunity when the emperor was out, Concubine Zhang Shu, who had always hated Concubine Huang, was ready to take action that night!
"Huang Zhaoxia, it's okay that you want to give birth to a daughter. I didn't expect that you actually gave birth to a boy. In that case, don't blame me for being cruel!"
Concubine Zhang Shu, the younger sister of Zhang Dingbang, the first-rank general of the dynasty, was jealous, insidious and cunning. She acted coquettishly towards the emperor and bossed around her subordinates.
That night, Zhang Shufei secretly sent many eunuchs and guards dressed in black to break into Huang Guifei's palace, intending to kill the baby boy and get rid of the imperial concubine.
As time went up, Zhou Hao watched the events of that night with itch in his teeth. The past events reappeared. The prince disappeared overnight, the imperial concubine died tragically, and the Ouchi Palace became a lawless place.
"Concubine Zhang Shu, you really deserve death!"
After a long time, Zhou Hao calmed down his excitement. He wanted to walk further upstream to confirm his suspicions.
