The most difficult system to open in history

Every drop of rain has ghosts roaring, and they all carry the strong corrosion from Jiuyou. If they are allowed to scatter all over Yaxia Town, then it only takes a few breaths, and the whole small town will directly self-destruct. The world is erased, both people and things.

The commander of the Japanese army, Jiang Tu, stared fixedly at the yellow spring water pouring down from above. With his extremely rich combat experience, he instinctively felt that a huge crisis was coming, but at the moment of lightning, he couldn't help thinking carefully .

Therefore, Jiang Tu stretched out his hand, grabbed the arm of the young Confucian student Xinhao beside him, and threw him into the lobby of the inn with all his strength, then turned his head to look at the guards who had already erected their shields behind him, and just about to roar, he I only heard an old and steady female voice coming from the inn lobby, which resounded through the sky in an instant.

"God's Guards, stop the rain from the underworld!"

Before the voice fell, an incomparably thick female command voice sounded again in the inn.

"The Divine Guard, with supernatural powers, covers the entire town!"

In the next breath, a burly guard in silver armor lifted a heavy shield into the air, and a light curtain sky appeared directly over the entire Yaxia town, keeping all the water from the underworld outside.

Under the supernatural power of the sky, Li Chunfeng stood in the void with his hands behind his back. His eyes were full of white mist. He was carefully searching for the trace of the Nether Ship. He didn't think that this one of the fourteen Ying clans, the Baiming clan, had the strongest talent. The overhaul can be bombed so easily.

Suddenly, Li Chunfeng seemed to think of something, and his old face turned pale in an instant.

The next moment, a third voice came from the inn, old, hoarse, like a ghost.

"I can't remember how many years I haven't seen you, Xiu Yuyan!"

Chapter 0499

When the dark formation covering the sky and the sun completely enveloped the humble town of Daxia Bingzhou, the old queen who was originally in the room on the second floor of the inn in Yaxia Town, who was resting with her eyes closed, lightly Opening her eyes lightly, she then said to Rouge beside her:

"Rouge, help me get up and go downstairs."

"Yes, grandma."

Rouge nodded slightly, and then, together with the middle-aged maid, gently helped the old lady up, squatted down and put on shoes and socks for the latter.

Rouge doesn't ask too much, because she knows that for the old lady and Zhao Yu, the Lord of Great Xia, she thinks more, farther, and more comprehensively than others in every decision, so she only needs to Just do your part.

After a period of rest and the nourishment of the purification potion, the old lady who walked down the stairs slowly, her face returned to a little rosy, instead of the original extremely weird gray-black, and then she sat quietly in the lobby, her eyes lightly Looking out the door.

Then the wailing of ghosts, the whistling of the wind, the explosion of the bloody sun, and the violent sounds of all kinds of crazy battles came into the inn clearly from all directions. The target of this ghost ship, which was attacking many lines of defense, was not himself.

In the lobby of the inn, Fei Lian, the deputy commander of the Divine Guard wearing silver heavy armor and carrying a heavy shield like a silver mountain, stood in front of the old lady, suppressing the entire void. She was the last line of defense, representing the great The strongest silver fortress of the Xia Dynasty.

The sound of the battle coming from outside the inn became more and more violent, indicating that the battle outside had entered a fierce stage. The whole earth was trembling with the fierce confrontation of supernatural powers, and then the nether winged beast claws and the blood sun directly blasted the netherworld The boat on the Huangquan River turned into a downpour of Huangquan rain that covered the sky and the sun.

Jiang Tu, the deputy commander of the Japanese army, threw the young Confucian scholar Xinhao into the inn. The old queen said the first words since the start of the war, so the guards, who surrounded the inn in formation, devoted most of their energy to the inn. Used to defend against Huangquanyu, the silver-white sky light curtain blocks the space between heaven and earth.

After rolling a few times on the ground, the young Confucian scholar Xin Hao put his hands on the ground to stabilize his figure, and then looked out the door with a solemn expression.

But in the next breath, an extremely violent strong wind suddenly hit from behind, and faster than the strong wind was a heavy silver shield, which completely enveloped the young Confucian scholar, almost exploding the entire void.

"Shenwei Army Supernatural Power Landslide!"

The deputy commander of the Divine Guard stepped forward in an instant, lifted the heavy shield, turned it into a huge silver mountain, and smashed it directly at the young Confucian scholar. He heard that his thoughts had stopped, because facing such a violent surprise attack at the commander level of the Fourth Army, he had no way of avoiding it.

But in the next second, more intense horror filled his pupils, because countless ghostly ghostly auras rushed out of his shirt cuffs very strangely and abruptly, accompanied by the ear-piercing screams of fierce ghosts, directly forming a group dressed in pitch black. The hunched figure in the robe, then the figure raised his right hand to firmly support the heavy silver shield pressing down on the top. The eyes shining from under the robe were like two pale will-o'-the-wisps burning wildly.

"You, when did you get into my sleeve?"

The young Confucian scholar Xin Hao bit his lips tightly to prevent the blood that had already reached his throat from spurting out, but there were still strands of blood spilling out from the corner of his mouth, and then he knelt down on one knee and fell forward.

With the help of a series of means, the heavy guards finally avoided, Bai Mingxiu, the elder of Mingzong who came before the old queen, stared at the old lady sitting in front of her with icy cold eyes, and said softly:

"I can't remember how many years I haven't seen you, Xiu Yuyan."

"Actually, if you want to see me, you can come to me, but you dare not, you dare not even step into any city in Daxia, let alone the White Emperor Palace."

There was a bit of mockery in the voice of the old lady, and then her eyes became more and more majestic, as if they had extremely hot temperature and energy, and she continued to shout:

"So, who gave you the guts to appear in front of this palace today?"

The old lady's voice was like the roar of a whale in the void, suddenly resounding in the depths of everyone's souls!

"Because we're all going to die, I'm cowardly, I'm afraid of death, but I understand better that I can escape Quan Daxia's pursuit for so many years, but I can't escape Dao's ruling. In the troubled times, the person who has the posture of becoming a great sage is the most, but the Daoist tells us ruthlessly that it is difficult to become a sage, and it is difficult to ascend to the blue sky."

In Bai Mingxiu's old response, there was a strong sigh. At the same time, Li Chunfeng's ashen-faced figure appeared beside the old queen, and then Jiang Tu and Li Yan, the deputy commander of the Youyi Army, stepped into the gate of the inn. , The four armies on the outer three marks instantly turned inward, and the murderous intent resumed.

Li Chunfeng, Jiang Tu and the others were just about to step forward, when Bai Mingxiu raised his hand and took out a boat the size of a palm, the old queen's faint and majestic voice rang directly inside the inn.

"You don't need to do anything for now, he brought the body of the ghost ship, let me catch up with my old friend first."

After finishing speaking, the old lady suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth and coughed violently. Rouge gently patted the old lady's back to help her breathe.

Bai Mingxiu took a deep look at the old lady whose face was bluish again, and continued to speak:

"Under the Dao, the lifespan of a mortal is no more than a hundred years at most. Unless you transcend and become a saint, your five declines of heaven and man will also begin. The five declines are the core disasters of the Dao. You can't avoid it, and you can't escape it. And you should also know, we The so-called sage is not the terrestrial fairyland that is spread in the world, but the real great sage, because if you don't take that step, it will be nothing after all.

"In our generation, in terms of talent, the one who is most likely to transcend is the overlord Qin Xuan, but he was consumed by the chariot battle and the map of mountains and seas, followed by Bi Mawen. He succeeded, but he did something for others Back to the wedding dress, and Chu Qiu suffered too many hidden injuries because of the battle, and died when he took that step, so nearly a hundred years have passed, and after going around, it turned out to be Zhao Wuji, who was the least talented back then, who really I am so envious of taking that step!"

After the words fell, Bai Mingxiu looked up to the sky and sighed deeply. He lamented the impermanence of the world and the difficulty of the way.

"Actually, I once heard the great ancestor say that when it comes to talent, in troubled times, you, Bai Mingxiu, are number two, and no one dares to say number one."

The old queen's voice made Bai Mingxiu raise his head suddenly, and the will-o'-the-wisp under his robe jumped violently. Then the old queen coughed, took a breath, and continued to speak:

"The Holy Majesty said that Qin Xuan is a single-minded martial artist who doesn't recognize any characters. Although he is fast in practice, his brain can't turn around. Bai Mingxiu's talent surpasses that of his peers, and he can learn everything quickly. But for the first time in that year When he turned around and ran away, he lost his bones, and could only wander between sideways and heretics, completely missing out on the Dao of Life, and he was a clown."

Chapter 0500 Limbo, Limbo!

Bingzhou, Yaxia Town.

The Huangquan rain that was originally sprinkled in the sky gradually dissipated after being stopped by the heavenly power. After all, this is the vast land of Shenzhou, and the avenue will not allow the water of the Huangquan River from Jiuyou to exist forever.

But the light can make the Jiuyou Huangquan water last in the void for such a long time, which is enough to show the strength of Bai Mingxiu's cultivation base, and for this reason, Bai Mingxiu personally cut off his Taoist seven-stringed Huangquanqin permanently. Got two.

As Li Chunfeng said, in this way, he will no longer be able to perform complete magical powers in the future, and the price is not insignificant.

Inside the inn, Bai Mingxiu, who was surrounded by many people, fell into silence after the old lady finished speaking, and then he spoke quietly, with strong emotions in his hoarse voice.

"He Zhao Wuji actually called me a clown!"

"Ever since you became mad and slaughtered the entire Baiming clan, including your own daughter, you have become an unreasonable clown in the eyes of the world."

The old lady, who was sitting upright with her usual expression, uttered a word softly, but it caused everyone present to fall into extreme shock.

Back then, the Baiming clan, one of the fourteen clans with the Ying surname, was exterminated by the entire clan overnight. At that time, people in the world privately believed that it was the Great Xia Taizu who killed the donkey and forced Bai Mingxiu to go completely against the entire dynasty. But it never occurred to him that it was Bai Mingxiu who brutally beheaded all the people of his bloodline with his own hands.

"A clan should only have one will and voice. If there is a difference, whoever is stronger will have the final say."

A cold and ruthless voice came from under the black hood, and then from the palm-sized ghost ship in Bai Mingxiu's hand, a stream of extremely black ghost energy radiated outward, as if it opened a door to the underworld .

The dark energy was continuously inhaled by the old man under the black robe, and then the voice continued to sound with a hint of intoxication:

"The Dao is only favored by sharper blades. Everyone knows this truth. I am stronger. Naturally, I have the final say. Therefore, they all died, and one of them attained the Dao. Chickens and dogs ascended to heaven. I purified the blood of all the clansmen and merged them into myself , some are even extremely honored to be turned into corpse puppets by me, if I take that step completely, then they should feel extremely honored."

The old queen shook her head lightly, looked at Bai Mingxiu in front of her, with pity in her eyes, and said softly:

"The Dao will favor a sharp blade, not a complete lunatic!"

"If you want to say crazy, Zao Wou-ki is even more crazy. Why does Dao favor him, even Chu Qiu loves him, why? Why!"

Bai Mingxiu opened his mouth and let out a roar like a fierce ghost, more and more black ghost energy enveloped him, like a hell demon god from Jiuyou, and just as he finished speaking, he stood in front of the old queen, Si Tianjian Li Chunfeng, who was fluttering in a robe, took a step forward, and the white beard hanging on his chest, because of the sudden release of momentum, exploded outwards, and shouted angrily:

"Dare to disregard His Majesty Taizu, presumptuous!"

Li Chunfeng's shout fell. Compared with Jiang Tu and others, Bai Mingxiu, who was short in stature, stretched out his right hand and spread his five fingers, as if to encompass the entire space in front of him. The robe on his right hand has been completely corroded, revealing a bloodless cyan arm faintly, which penetrates strangely, and then the hoarse voice continued:

"Not only do I want to say that Zhao Wuji is a lunatic, but I also want to wipe out the Daxia Zhao clan one by one. If the two women are all buried here today, your little emperor will definitely go crazy."

Bai Mingxiu's rebellious words did not cause any change in the expressions of the old lady and Yanzhi. The old lady looked at Bai Mingxiu who was not human-shaped in front of her, her lips parted slightly, and a faint voice came out:

"You, who are usually as timid as a mouse, suddenly said these words, which surprised me very much."

After the voice fell, without waiting for Bai Mingxiu to speak again, the next words of the old lady directly lingered in this small inn.

"But there is one thing, you look like a human being, and a ghost is not a ghost, it's no wonder that Yun Chuqiu doesn't like you, she is still a human being after all."

"You have no right to say I'm waiting, and you don't understand the pain and feelings of us people. For us, to live is to wander in the world. I don't care what moral standards are good or bad, but I don't allow you to say Chu Qiu's bad words, she is no worse than you!"

After finishing speaking, the ghost energy absorbed by Bai Mingxiu in the Nether Boat reached its peak in an instant, and then the pitch-black robe on his body was shattered, and his old face and body, under everyone's gaze, looked strangely Gradually becoming extremely young, except that the entire body has a dark green color similar to the Nine Nether Stones, the rest is no different from ordinary human youths.

Bai Mingxiu raised his foot and took a step directly towards the old lady. Li Chunfeng waved his hand without hesitation to lay down layer upon layer of space restrictions in front of him. At the same time, the deputy commander of the guard in silver armor had already released a barrier magical power , directly split the entire inn into two.

And Rouge, who was closest to the old queen, took out a palm-sized teleportation scroll from her sleeve, and gently handed it out to her side, without saying a word, just looking at the latter quietly with her big talking eyes.

The old lady obviously understood what Yanzhi meant, and then she smiled lightly, took the teleportation scroll in Yanzhi's hand, stood up slowly, patted Yanzhi with her hand on the back of her hand, and said softly:

"I remember when I told you on the day when Yu'er and the crown were born, those of us who are the women behind the emperor should trust our men more than anyone else, but when our men are not around, we must trust ourselves, no one can." Insulting the Zhao family, the glory of Daxia cannot be insulted, as the mother of Daxia, it needs to be defended."

The old lady was calm, but she said words with infinite majesty and killing intent. She turned her head, looked at Bai Mingxiu who took another step, and continued to speak:

"You said that you don't need me to do it. After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I won't discuss it with you, but if you think about the heart of the sage, then you are wrong. The sage is not here. Then let me, my wife, correct your mistakes, only blood can forge glory!"

After finishing speaking, the old lady raised her head slightly, and there was a big lake in her eyes, the blue waves were surging and flowing, and the thick fog was rolling. Suddenly, the fog on the surface of the big lake in her eyes dissipated, and an island appeared. They all seemed to be burning with endless flames.

The old queen looked at the island through the roof and the void in front of her, opened her mouth gently, and called out very gently:

"Lingbo, Lingbo!"

Chapter 0501

In the eastern part of Great Xia, Chuzhou is the most beautiful and rich pearl in the vast land of Shenzhou.

Qiushui City, which is located on the shore of Lingbo Lake, the number one freshwater lake in Daxia, is still brightly lit and crowded with people, even though it is Xu time.

The unique geographical environment and the climate with four distinct seasons make the life of the people of Chuzhou extremely comfortable and prosperous, and they have become the people who know how to enjoy life in Daxia. Especially the state capital Qiushui City, the city gates are closed for a curfew until the time of Hai. And even if winter has just entered and the chills are beginning to appear, every family will go for a walk on the street or by the lake after dinner to help digestion.

Perhaps it is due to the sudden rise in temperature that makes Lingbo Lake extremely foggy tonight. The billowing mist rises from the surface of the lake, and then follows the breeze on the lake, rolling up and down, left and right, like a huge fog beast stretching its teeth and claws to devour it. Looking at everything around, including the dots of small and large islands on the lake.

Tonight's Qiushui City, on the shore of Lingbo Lake, has a lot of personalities. On the one hand, it is because the wind blowing in the direction of Qiushui City has just caused the particularly thick fog beasts in the lake to slowly devour the big city. This allows people to directly appreciate the unique steaming Lingbo Lake wonders in Chuzhou, Daxia, without having to enter the lake by boat.

If we say that the northwest of Daxia, including the capital city of Shenjing, are all tough guys with rough personalities and martial arts, then Chuzhou and the eastern region of Daxia are just the opposite. The folk atmosphere is more delicate, and girls also like Chongwen. Mr. Pianpian, so this poetry meeting also made the young and beautiful girls in Qiushui City put down their old reservations and came to watch together.

The 36 prefectures of Daxia have a vast and boundless territory, and different cultures are extremely diverse, but they continue to merge and merge. This is the charm of the entire dynasty.

There are many talents in Daqiushui City, and the poetry conference held by Lingbo Lake has a great influence in the whole Chuzhou. If anyone wins the championship tonight, his name and portrait will be placed directly in the whole Chuzhou tomorrow morning. On the incense table in the boudoir of a lady from a famous family in the state.

Once he became famous and known throughout the state, such a temptation caused a large number of folk talents who were quite confident in themselves to come to participate, but this time, there were some changes in the poetry meeting, that is, there was an extra A young Confucian scholar who came all the way from Shenjing City.

There is a huge pavilion on Lingbo Lake, with carved beams and painted buildings, cornices and flowing corners. It looks like it was created by a master craftsman. At the same time, a huge floating bridge on the water connects the pavilion and the river bank. This pavilion is the venue for the poetry meeting. And this time has reached the final decisive stage.

The entire huge river bank was full of crowds who came to watch, and the dark crowds looked down one after another, wanting to see the honor of these great talents, especially those girls, who burst out with extremely huge energy, Firmly occupy the first row, the best viewing position.

"That young brother in a black Confucian shirt is the person from Shenjing who opened the Daxia Academy in Qiushui City recently. What does his name seem to be Xue Beichuan?"

At the very front of the river bank, there are several extremely beautiful young girls, who should be from extraordinary backgrounds. There are several burly guards behind them, blocking the crowd out with their bodies. One of the young girls in pale pink clothes is gently facing The companions beside him spoke, and then the whole group looked at the figures in the pavilion.

On the brightly lit gazebo, there were a few handsome young men standing with their hands behind their backs. Their faces were confident and energetic, but among these talented men stood a man wearing a black Confucian shirt with an ordinary face. But the extremely calm young man looked down at the calm lake in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.

The girls stared at the young Confucian scholar in the pavilion, and next to the girl in pink, another young girl responded softly with a soft and sweet voice.

"I don't know if he is from Shenjing City, but he is indeed from Shenjing City, and he has a sacred order to open a Daxia Academy in Qiushui City. It is called teaching without discrimination."

As soon as the soft voice fell, in the center of the girls, there was a white-skinned young scholar who looked at the eyes of the young Confucian scholar in the pavilion with a hint of fun and interest, lightly parted his red lips, and said:

"We don't know whether to admire this young Confucian student who is not afraid of tigers, or to say that he has a bad brain. He chose Qiushui City to open the Daxia Academy. What Qiushui City lacks most is talents and schools. If you want to stand To get a firm foothold, we need to see if he has this ability, at least he needs to be the leader of the poetry society to be convincing."

Just as the girl said, the entire Chuzhou, including the eastern part of Daxia, has a strong cultural atmosphere. Apart from its rich people, its education is also far ahead of other states. The literati have their own arrogance and want to parachute here One can imagine the difficulty of opening a school named after the country's name Daxia.

The people of Qiushui City on the river bank were whispering to each other, and while there was a lot of discussion, in the poetry meeting in the pavilion, several respected old gentlemen who were referees looked at each other, and then an old and clear voice came out:

"Today, the steaming Lingbo Lake spectacle, which only appeared in the lake today, was very fortunate to appear beside Qiushui City. Therefore, in the last round of this poetry meeting, I wrote a poem with the theme of this lake fog, Take advantage of this.”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar. It was not that the last round of topics were too difficult, but too simple. It can be said that in Qiushui City by the shore of Lingbo Lake, no matter who is talented or beautiful, this fog-chanting poem must be enlightenment As a masterpiece, I have written at least three poems on weekdays.

But under the avenue, the simplest is often the hardest.

However, when there was a lot of voices and discussions, a gentle old voice sounded on the entire huge Lingbo Lake, just like a kind old man, calling softly to his family members who have not returned home for a long time.

This call came from thousands of miles away, so it was very light, so light that no one in Qiushui City and Lingbo Lake Island could hear it, but in the forbidden area of ​​Lingbo Lake, there was a statue The existence heard the call and responded immediately.

The huge Maple Leaf Island in the center of the lake suddenly began to shake violently, and the whole big lake shook with it, triggering waves of tides that swept outward. Another unknown space almost shatters everything directly.

After a few breaths, the fiery red island in the center of the lake lifted up, revealing the huge eyes under the water, looking to the west, which was the direction from which the call came, and there were strong emotions in the eyes.

Excited, thrilled, can't wait!

Then the giant maple leaf bumped forward slightly, the entire void in front of it was shattered, and the giant whale turned into a red light and rose towards the sky.

At the same time, at the Autumn Water Poetry Club, the rest of the talents finished their poems, only the young Confucian scholar Xue Beichuan was left. Under the gazes of countless curious or disdainful eyes, he turned his head slightly and looked at the misty lake surface.

But suddenly, a red thunder pierced through the sky and earth in front of him abruptly, and the entire Qiushui city flashed red suddenly.

The young Confucian scholar flicked his sleeves lightly, no longer hesitated, opened his mouth lightly, and chanted:

"Independence permeates the haze, and the times are cloudy and foggy.