Zhao Ⅰ·Bu Weiyue

Wang Qingming smiled and said: "Naturally. Brother Jun is blessed, and even Xiaosheng is favored. Xiaosheng is sincerely grateful."

The two dusted off their bodies and looked around at the same time.At this time, the sky is bright and bright, and the wind is misty.The two of them were in an abandoned courtyard, and the mountain and stone pavilion in the past was beyond destruction.The air here is extremely fresh, and the open meadow is connected with a mountain forest, full of sumac trees.The green hill is not high, and the arc is extremely gentle, making people feel very close to the heaven and the earth; the stream is clear and gathers into a pool ten steps away from the two of them.

Wang Qingming heard the sound of fish and dragons playing in the water.Then he walked forward slowly.

Jun Xingge said: "Look at this scene, you and I were transported to another place by the wind. I don't know where this is, and how much effort it will take to go back to the final building."

"This is Yingda Mountain." Wang Qingming looked at the slightly turbulent pond water in front of him, and saw the worry-free fish in it.A dozen or so fish, with reddish spines and white belly, snake head with six legs, eyes like horse ears.It was Ran Yiyu.Recognize the appellation, connect the mountain of lacquer wood, and you will have the answer in your heart.

According to the records in "Shanhai Wonders", Ran Yiyu was born in the Weishui of Yingda Mountain, and entered Lingyangze along the north current.But looking at the scene in front of me, the southward flow of the stream is already retrograde.It seems that someone changed the direction of the water flow to prevent Ran Yiyu from being a layman.The aristocratic families of Zhongzhou and even the common people know that this mythical monster fish has the effect of dispelling nightmares and warding off evil spirits, so they wantonly hunted and killed them.

In Zhongzhou and the Wildlands, the Ranyi Fish has long been extinct. Recently, I heard that it is only fish bones used to make incense in the Wildlands.Forget it clearly, the speed of slaughter in the past has far exceeded the speed of their birth, and the race is on the verge of extinction, so the owner of this place set up this method to preserve the remaining lives.

According to "Xibi", Emperor Yue lived in "Jinling Valley", Emperor Wei lived in "Green Fairy Trail", Cang's lived in "Return of the Old Man in the Wind and Snow", King He lived in "Red Blood Border City", and Emperor Zhi lived in "Yingjiao". Mountain".

Of the three mixed auras in the Abyss of Eternal Day, the Qi of Earth Origin is the weakest, and it does not have the effect of forming a formation to make things difficult for those who come.Wei Huang's Ye Zhen, those who understand the trade-offs can pass without any worries.And the cyclone that suddenly appeared after Ye Zhen did not carry any aura of the Three Kings, so Wang Qingming and Jun Xingge were not aware of or prepared for it.On the contrary, it was Jin Jie's Qi, although it was strong, it didn't attack anyone.If Emperor Wei's actions were to protect the bottom of the abyss or lead out of Yingzhang Mountain, what role did Emperor Yue play?

This time attracting people into the game, could it be that there is something wrong with Zhijun?

Just at this moment, the leaf sticking to his sleeve floated out suddenly, with a faint brilliance, exuding a little forest aura.The green leaves are alive, whirling without wind, and seem to have a purpose when going far away.

The two noticed this, and decided to follow after weighing.

The Lingye walked around the corridor, turned the corner of the palace, turned the first corner, and floated into a palace that had failed miserably.The gods, figures and beasts on the reliefs have long lost their edges and corners, some are round or square, some are long and some are short, one can barely imagine a layout pattern.Perhaps in the past, this palace building was carved with carved railings and built with jade, resplendent and resplendent, but after being exposed to the years of grinding and washing, it will eventually return to dust.

On the dusty throne, two shocking holes seemed to be the mournful roar of the palace.

Helpless, impotent, hopeless.

Poor, sad, deplorable.

A broken corpse, stained with dried blood, fell in front of the throne, extremely tragic.Donated blood was sprayed on the seats, steps, and walls, and there was a shocking scarlet in all directions.Ling Ye lingered on the corpse for a few weeks, trembling uncontrollably, still disbelieving that the once kind and benevolent king finally looked like this.Is it a heroic sacrifice?The brother you once called is the murderer who took your life.

The verdant brilliance turned into green dots, falling lightly and falling on the dusty and wronged corpse, just like the tears of grief that a friend shed for his suffering.After crying bitterly, the leaves slowly drifted away and merged into the body of the deceased to accompany him on his final journey.

The qin players and businessmen arrived afterward, and they couldn't help feeling sorry for the devastation.

The two spotted the mutilated corpse in the hall at a glance, and stepped forward to check.But the head of the deceased was seen in a different place, the blood flowed from the broken neck, and the king's head fell to a corner alone.

Wang Qingming probed the wound, and felt a breath that was so weak that it was almost nothingness.Also sure, this is Zhijun.

Zhijun, who died a hundred years ago, shouldn't look like this.Judging from the corpse and blood stains, his death was within three days.In addition, when the cultivator dies, the true essence will become slack within seven days, and the earth essence in Zhijun's body is already extremely weak, like the dregs left after being swallowed by others.

Yes, it is swallowing.

Looking at Mr. Zhi wearing it, the splendid and splendid clothes of the past have been baptized to a shade of gray, and the corners and cuffs of the clothes are extremely worn.Wang Qingming then checked his wrists, chest, ankles and other places, and found that his limbs had traces of being shackled and chained for a long time.But there is no such confinement on site.

What made Qingming even more astonished was that Zhijun had two fatal old wounds on his chest, which appeared to be pierced by two different swords.But these two body wounds were stuffed with special drugs, which did not lead to Zhijun's death.But the pain in it, only he himself knows.

Why did Zhi Jun, one of the five kings, end up like this?

Jun Xingge used Qi to protect his body, put some medicine on his finger, and looked at it for a long time.Said: "The grinding of this medicine material is extremely rough, but it is all the best medicine material. This kind of sword wound all over the body, directly filling it is indeed the fastest and most effective method."

There are not many people above Huangquan who can save or kill Zhijun.

But will the one who saves and the one who kills be the same person?

Wang Qingming began to clarify what he had seen in the past few days, and had a guess in his mind.

The two picked a good piece of land, buried Zhijun's body, and set up a grave.Afterwards, Wang Qingming returned to the palace, flipping through books among a pile of bookshelves that were about to tip over, looking for clues.

Jun Xingge understood it, and looked it up from the other side.About half an hour later, when he took out a certain miscellaneous book from a certain bookshelf, the ground suddenly shook.Or it could be said that the entire palace was trembling. On the ceiling, countless sand and dust fell, and the stones and pillars were loose and about to collapse.

After a period of chaos, the place finally returned to silence.The throne moved back a few feet, leaving a square passage leading to an unknown place.

The two stood on the side of the passage, looking at the stairs immersed in darkness.

There was a long silence.Wang Qingming said: "The risk is unknown, Xiaosheng can go down alone. Please trouble Brother Jun to wait outside for a while."

Although Jun Xingge couldn't wish for it, but remembering Wang Qingming's nervous look when he entered the abyss of Yongri, he guessed that he was somewhat afraid of the dark.Just about to open his mouth to accompany him, it was a bit late, Wang Qingming had already entered into it.

There are 130 steps in the ladder, and he leans on the wall to count each step.Finally set foot on the real land, a cage of extremely weak candlelight, still on the desk in the secret room, not in a daze.Candles made of mermaid ointment can burn for thousands of years.This bottle of slightly fishy-scented candle has been lit here for more than a hundred years, and it can't wait for the owner to return.

Wang Qingming slowly approached the halo, and by the light of the candle, he could clearly see the furnishings on the desk.The piece of black ink has been used for a long time, and it has shortened a lot; the purple hair is still put aside, and I haven't had time to tidy it up.The last page of a dusty book in front of the candle was already written.

The scenery in the secret room is still the same as before, only the dust tells the reality of fleeting years.

It's been years, it seems like a lifetime.

"The seventeenth month of March in the ugly year of Cobalt Wuding.Today is Xiaohua's birthday.Even though he is an adult, he still yells for candy.Forget it, uncle dotes on her.purchase"

"The eighteenth day of the third month of the ugly year of Cowu Ding.Uncle picked up a little wolf cub.Hey, Uncle was bitten

"The nineteenth day of the third month of the ugly year of Cobalt Wuding.The wolf cub was carried away by Xiao Hua.Why not bite her? 』

……

"The [-]th day of the eighth month of the cobalt wujimao year.What's wrong with that brat King He?It's okay to fight against the emperor against the water, and he came back with injuries.Fortunately, his daughter is sensible—Xiao Hua is really sensible.Uncle is very pleased

……

"Cobalt Wu Xinhai Year April [-]th.Xiaohua cried.Because the wolf cub refuses to wake up, King He also refuses to wake up.』

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"The third day of the first lunar month of the year of Cobalt Wu Yimao.Uncle warned Emperor Yue many times not to have any idea of ​​King He Zhenyuan.But he did it anyway. Is "fighting for the sky" that important?"

『The fourth day of the first lunar month of the year of Cobalt Wu Yimao.Uncle also advised today.Emperor Yue refused to listen, and even injured Cang Lan.Xiao Hua cried for the second time, Uncle felt guilty.』

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『The ninth day of September in the year of Cobalt Wu Yimao.I thought that only Xiao Hua and Cang Lan would come on a day like today, but I didn't expect Emperor Yue to come too.But our five kings can’t be consummated after all, some things happened to Feng Xue’s old friend, Cang Lan can’t come; the stinky boy King He will never come to Uncle’s corner of the mountain.』

Forgetting the ten lines at a glance, until the end of the reading, the emotions in the stomach are intertwined.Based on this period of time, this book has interpreted the half life of a benevolent, pure, kind and sincere Zhijun.The "Xiaohua" in the diary is the nickname that Jun Zhi gave to Emperor Wei, and "Canglan" is the name of the Cang family.Since Emperor Yue and Emperor Wei visited Yingzhang Mountain, there has been no sequel to his story.

It is conceivable that on that day, the two kings, in order to stand up to the emperor's true essence, severely injured him in their schemes.Later, for some reason, Wei Huang took action to heal Zhijun, and joined hands with Emperor Yue to imprison him and set up an array.In order to avoid doubts from the outside world, it is said that Zhijun died suddenly.In order to prevent someone from breaking into Yingda Mountain during their detention, the two tried to transfer the entrance.

Then what happened a few days ago was that the obstacle that interfered with the absorption of true essence disappeared, so he couldn't wait to kill him.After succeeding, Tu Yuan changed hands, triggering a series of visions.

The element of "struggling for the sky" is to snatch other people's true energy and carry the five elements by oneself.What kind of temptation is it that can provoke five close friends to fight to the death.

If Zhijun is like this, there must be another mystery behind the deaths of King He and Cang, and even the disappearance of Emperor Wei.

But Emperor Yue is now trapped with old injuries, so he is obviously not the winner of "Struggle for Heaven".

When Wang Qingming came out of the secret room again, Jun Xingge was still waiting for him.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Wang Qingming said.

"Not long. During the time you entered, Jun has been walking around." Jun Xingge said.

"Looking at Brother Jun's relaxed appearance, it would be a blink of an eye to go back and forth to the final floor." Wang Qingming said with a light smile.

Jun Xingge took off Bai Zeyu from his waist, his fingers moved rhythmically, and his appearance was carefree. "Come from nowhere, go nowhere. The cyclone is a good way to save time. If there is nothing else, let's go back."

The author has something to say:

Lan Tingjun: Zhijun!A handsome uncle who died on the stage!

Zhijun: This is obviously a very sad story.Thank you little brother for collecting my uncle's body.

Wang Qingming: Uh. .It should be, it should be. .

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