Gu Meizhi

A word is settled, that is, a long silence.

This silence seems to have been silent for thousands of years, just like those long past events buried in the black ashes burned by the flames, no one cares about them.Teng Huang still lowered his eyes, and after a long time, he answered slowly.

"Teng Huang has been sleeping for thousands of years, and was awakened by the emperor, all for the purpose of guiding the emperor to come here today, and to solve the doubts in the heart of the emperor.

"...The Kingdom of Baimin is centered on the palace city, seven hundred miles to the northeast, with continuous green mountains; It enshrines the tomb and stele of the emperor's statue. More than ten thousand years ago, the two emperors who were separated from the north and the south, once borrowed the Guishui waterway..."

"what?"

Mei Qingjian interrupted him abruptly.Teng Huang was slightly surprised, and said: "When the emperor was alive, there was a pair of mortal brothers named Huan Shu and Hu who cultivated to become gods. His lord felt his sincerity, and he divided the South China Sea and the North Sea..."

"No." Mei Qing said in a hoarse voice, staring at Teng Huang with a pair of pale eyes, "You just said, three hundred miles to the southeast, what is there?"

"There are seven ancient monuments on the emperor's statue left in the world, and the kingdom of Baimin enshrines one of them. It's just that after the massacre, the kingdom of Baimin has been reduced to a dead city, and the monument left by the emperor is unknown. Will it work?"

Teng Huang glanced sideways and looked towards the southeast from a distance: "Just go to the southeast from here, more than three hundred miles away."

Mei Qing gradually held her breath deeply, and suddenly moved her sleeves.

"Please lead the way."

That day in the Great Wilderness, he was in a trance, and when he heard Chaos' dying last words, mentioning three hundred miles to the southeast, he naturally thought it was the three hundred miles to the southeast of the Great Wilderness of Kunlun.

However, Chaos and Qiongqi have been enemies for a long time, and they have been jealous of each other for thousands of years. The world will easily cause a storm, so how can Chaos hide his important secret here?

After thinking about it, with a chaotic and cautious temperament, it is more likely to hide under the wasteland of the Bai Republic.

But he has been in the demon way for a long time, so how can he have anything to do with the emperor's monument? ...

With so many complicated thoughts, Mei Qingjian couldn't figure out what to do for a while, so she could only follow behind Teng Huang, stepping through the ruined and silent dead city, walking forward in a daze.

……

If he is still alive, I'm afraid Mei Qingjian will not be able to guess that the ancient and simple old stele in front of him actually has the soul of an ancient god here.

It was clearly a remnant stele that had been exposed to the wind and sun for many years, and one corner was chipped uneven by an axe. It was barely recognizable that the inscriptions on the stele were inscribed with several ancient characters with complicated structures, which had almost been polished so that they could not be seen.

Mei Qingjian carefully looked at it from top to bottom for a long while, but she didn't feel any spiritual breath left. This monument seemed to be the same as the entire Bai Minguo city, silent, as if it was dead.

Mei Qingjian stood still for a moment, then bent down and knelt down.He covered his forehead with his hands, and bowed respectfully and kowtowed three times and kowtowed nine times.

It has been tens of millions of years since the emperor's death, but the spirit of the soul is floating in the world, it can be said to be everywhere, not only sent Teng Huang to help, but also led him to the country of Zhongrong when he broke through the seal. a lot.

Even if this monument has lost its spirituality due to the flames of war, there should be no contempt in the slightest.

"The ancestors have spirits, and I hope to protect their parents, elder brothers, masters, and those Baimin compatriots and fellow Kunlun disciples who were innocently killed by the chaos, so that they can pass away and reincarnate as soon as possible..."

After this reincarnation, one may be reincarnated into a mortal, or cast into a stone or a blade of grass, and it will probably be a brand new world.

The last kowtowing was over, Mei Qingjian's palms were covered on the floating soil, she only felt a sense of sympathy in her heart, but suddenly she heard Teng Huang speaking anxiously behind her.

"Your Majesty, be careful! Underground——"

Before he could say a word, Mei Qingjian's body suddenly became golden. As early as the moment Teng Huang opened his mouth, he had already noticed that the ground covered by his palm was faintly hot, as if something underground had sensed his aura and rushed to the ground. I can't bear it, I will break out of the ground immediately.

"...Three hundred miles southeast of the ground, dig it out...you will know..."

Perhaps it was another trap left by Chaos.Anyway, he slaughtered a huge Baimin city into an empty city, and now it is only reasonable to add Mei Qingjian's life.

Or maybe...

The wind blowing from nowhere blew away the floating soil in front of the imperial stele, and the broken stele was reflected in the range covered by Mei Qingjian's divine power, slightly shining golden light like water waves.

It was only now that Mei Qingjian could see clearly that a line of faintly small characters was engraved on the bottom of the stone tablet.

That line of blurred handwriting seemed to be smeared with blood, and it was it that used the dust to capture Mei Qingjian's breath just now, and it was hot in the wind.

Mei Qing gradually tightened her brows.Are these inscriptions hidden deep in the ground the last clues left to him by Chaos?To carve words arbitrarily on the emperor's monument, such a disrespectful act, is indeed something that Chaos can do.

After hesitating for a moment, he leaned over and reached out to brush away the dust in front of the stele.

The line of inscriptions on the inscription was engraved with the characters of the Republic of China, Mei Qing gradually sank down to recognize each word, her fingertips unintentionally brushed over the scalding sunken inscriptions at the bottom of the stone tablet.

It was too late to say it, but they saw the golden light in midair rippling like ripples, and on the mottled old stone tablet, a dim and blurry black and white ink painting suddenly appeared in front of their eyes.

I see.What Chaos left behind was not the inscription—the inscription was just an introduction. What he really left for Mei Qingjian was his hidden memories behind the inscription.

There are mountains, rivers and rivers in the picture scroll, as well as the world of mortals. In the picture scroll, there is a wanton young man who walks and sings, with high spirits and unruly demeanor. Just looking at it like this, Mei Qingjian already knows in his heart that it is the Di Jiang back then.

With a thought in his heart, he raised his hand and poured his spiritual breath into his fingertips, and lightly tapped the little figure in the center of the scroll that looked like Di Jiang.

All of a sudden, the black and white ink faded away, and the scroll composed of spiritual breath was replaced with colorful and magnificent vivid colors. In the painting, hundreds of pedestrians, birds, cats and dogs, and even the flags erected in front of the wine shop seemed to be alive. In general, it swayed gently with the wind.

All of a sudden, the street hawkers and fireworks seemed to rush straight in front of them. Mei Qing gradually stared at the back of Di Jiang who was walking along the road swaggeringly. After walking a few steps, Di Jiang suddenly turned his head and pointed at Mei Qing who was outside the scroll. Gradually raised his eyebrows and smiled.

At this moment, some strange emotions wrapped in a warm current rushed into Mei Qingjian's heart along the fingertips where Mei Qingjian touched the scroll.That is the emotion left by Dijiang in the past in this monument.

Mei Qing gradually closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she suddenly felt something in her heart.

"..."

That was the seventh year of peace in the world.

Emperor Hong's family settled in the southeast of Guishui with his family. Because the family has always been born with white hair, they are called Baimin Yishi.

The war that lasted for many years is gradually coming to an end, and Mengchun is a rare and good time.

Although Di Jiang was more than a hundred years old at this time, the descendant of the gods had a long lifespan since ancient times. According to ordinary mortals, he was only a teenager in his teens.

His temperament has always been unrestrained and unrestrained, so he naturally doesn't want to be trapped in the small kingdom of Baimin. He often looks at his father inattentively, and begs his brother to lend him a mount, so that he can come and go between Baiminguo and the human world at will.

Fighting cocks and running dogs, reciting poems and painting, seeing all the flowers bloom and fade, the clouds roll and the clouds relax in the world.

In these endless years, the young Di Jiang often had a thought, what is a person?

Compared with the descendants of gods, the lifespan of mortals is like life and death.

Di Jiang has been in the world for many years, as long as he uses some small tricks to turn stones into gold and sprinkle beans into soldiers at will, he can say that he can easily obtain the power and wealth in the world.

He has tasted the simple food of ordinary people's house, and also seen the ruthless honor of the emperor's house. He once wore a bamboo hat in the middle of the stormy night, stepped on the deserted long street, and stared at the lights of thousands of families in the distance for a long time.

"But you are not a human being after all." Emperor Shu handed the teacup to him and said with a smile.

Emperor Shu was granted by the emperor and ordered to govern the Nanhai clan, but after all, he could not talk to the same place as those shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Hearing that Di Jiang was curious about everything in the world, he took the initiative to socialize with him in his spare time. His younger brother Beihai Hudi also often talked with him. Come.

"Human nature has good and evil, joy, anger, sorrow, ups and downs, all of which I have seen before." Di Jiang sipped a cup of tea slowly, and sighed.

"Mortals are too small, and they seem not far from birds, fish and insects. But their sorrows and joys are not inferior to gods. It's really interesting."

"Everyone has seven orifices, just like the seven emotions in the world, which the descendants of the gods have never heard of." Hudi squinted his eyes and shook his head with a smile, "You are outside the bureau, how can you know one or two of them.

"If you can trust our brother, let us dig through the seven orifices for you, know the sight, sound, food and breath, and reincarnation, you will naturally taste all the tastes in the world."

Di Jiang pondered for a while.There was a wind blowing, and a few green leaves rustled down, just falling into the cup of tea he drank. Di Jiang raised his eyes slightly: "It's completely different from the descendants of the gods?"

"It's completely different from the descendants of the gods." Emperor Shu nodded solemnly.

……

When the first God-locking Nail was cut into the Tianling Cap, the sharp pain was like a sharp knife twisting his mind and smashing his skull, almost killing him.

Di Jiang was so painful that he passed out for a while, but when he woke up again, he found that there was not even half a blood stain left on his forehead. Except for the heavy head, the God Lock Nail did not affect him at all.

Emperor Shu explained in detail, saying that the first God-locking nail was always the most painful to chisel, and the subsequent few nails were not as painful.

When all the seven god-locking nails are nailed into the body, his divine power will be temporarily sealed, but the seven orifices in the world will also be dug out to help him reincarnate and become a real mortal.

Suddenly the Second Emperor spent seven days and seven nights nailing seven God-locking nails into his body one by one.That night, Di Jiang went back by the wind, and when dawn broke, he happened to turn into a baby carved in powder and jade, and fell to the ground in a common people's home.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the sun was shining brightly, and the birds were singing through the window, it was the Qingping world.