Tai sui

Zhi Xiu took off the old wrench finger, and the wrench finger flashed in the palm of his hand, and then a phantom appeared on the old metal, and strode towards Xi Ping with a big stride.The figure was so real that Xi Ping subconsciously leaned back a bit, and then he saw clearly that it was a man in armor with a bow puller on his thumb.

This person's eyebrows and eyes are a bit similar to Zhi Xiu's, but his temperament is very different: there is a severe wrinkle between his brows, the corners of his mouth, which are as thin as a line, are slightly turned downwards, and his eyes are like knives, making people afraid to look directly at them.

He seemed to be in the rain, dripping off his armor.

"This is my elder brother." Zhi Xiu sat on the spot, calmly introducing him to the younger generation after more than 200 years.

Xi Ping's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

The general in armor frowned as he watched the guards push up a prisoner.

Xi Ping recognized the prisoner at a glance, and blurted out, "This seems to be Yang Zou, the last emperor of Nanhe?"

Back then, he followed Pang Jian to the land of chaos for the first time, and once entered an underground palace by mistake, and saw a portrait of Yang Zou kneeling there serving his sentence.All people are really skilled craftsmen, and the stone statue and the real person can match at a glance.

General Zhi Yi once captured the emperor of the enemy country!

Xi Ping hugged Buddha's feet temporarily, his eyes quickly glanced over the history books at hand, but found no relevant records, he only said "Zou died in the rebellious army".

The ambitious last emperor was in his thirties. He was tall and big, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, like a general, with a pair of aggressive eyes under his thick eyebrows.He walks with a unique rhythm, elegant and determined, as if he is still the master of Nanhe who looks down on the world, patrolling his territory.The guard who escorted him couldn't understand it, and stretched out his hand to push him. He staggered, and he would adjust back within three steps.Falling into this embarrassing situation, the strength of character is not reluctant.

There was no sound in the video, only the soldiers escorting the prisoners of war said something quickly.

Xi Ping was still struggling to identify the words on his lips, when two guards stepped forward and tore open the lapels of the His Majesty's clothes.

After 200 years, Xi Ping had the illusion that blood was coming to his eyes - he saw a palm-length wound between the chest and abdomen of the last emperor, the flesh was black and necrotic, and amulets were drawn on it.There was something sealed in the wound, which stretched the flesh a little, and it must have been discovered during a body search.

No one knew what kind of sorcery it was. A few guards with the fairy weapon "Talking the Spirit" ran over and surrounded Yang Zou Zou in full battle, checking him back and forth.After working for a long time, it seems that nothing happened.

The last emperor stood in the heavy rain with his chest uncovered and let others study his body. After observing his body shamelessly for a moment, he said, "General Zhi, this is just an ordinary sealing spell, which can be made by enlightened monks. It seems You have no monks in your army."

Yang Zou speaks Wan language, because he is a foreigner, he speaks slowly, and his mouth shape is a bit exaggerated, so the lip language can be understood at a glance.After finishing speaking, he directly put his hand into his wound, and peeled off the flesh like ripping off his clothes.

The faces of the guards around him changed, they shouted loudly, and the scorching light came out from the wound, as if a ball of golden crow was sealed inside, bloody and brilliant.Ordinary people can't open their eyes anymore, Xi Ping saw that what he took out from the wound was a ball of gold thread, the texture was very similar to Lin Chi's new spirit guide gold: "This is..."

"Well, there are special tiny inscriptions inlaid on the golden thread, which can naturally blend into the earth's veins, directing the aura from the thick to the thin." Zhi Xiu explained to Xi Ping casually while looking at Yang Zou's lips in the video, " The situation in Lancang back then was a bit similar to that of Sanyue. The Yang family of the royal family had great influence in Lancang Mountain, but they were not as powerful as Sanyue. The head of the family and many respected master craftsmen were not surnamed Yang. In this case, Infighting is inevitable. The monks of the Yang family protected Emperor He Xiaohuai to break through, and wanted to make a comeback in the future. That majesty sewed the golden thread of guiding spirits into his body, covered it with the breath of mortals, and secretly entrained it. go out."

Xi Ping noticed that his master used the honorific title: "Why is the emperor so sneaky... Ah, I understand."

At that time, most of the Lancang Mountain monks—at least those from the Yang family were controlled by the will of Lingshan. They wanted to recapture Lingshan instead of "distributing wealth" to Lingshan.

This Emperor Xiaohuai was also a strange person, a mortal, and under such circumstances he refused to obediently be a family puppet, and used the Yang family's protection to escape, and actually used his own body to transport the guiding golden thread.

"It turned out to be unlucky, and I bumped into a few waves of monks. When my elder brother caught him, there were only mortal guards around him. The Yang family would not search him, but our army would. Come out." Zhi Xiu said, "As for whether it is bad luck, or something dying in the dark, it has not been tested yet."

Xi Ping saw that the last emperor who had been dead for more than 200 years suddenly raised his head and glanced at the sky with strange and mocking eyes: "Master, I think he actually felt it at that time—the so-called 'destiny'."

Zhi Xiu nodded his head: "The ending of the state, regardless of joy or sorrow, should be written in the flesh and blood of the monarch."

Yang Zou in the phantom closed his shirt, bowed to General Zhi Yi, got up and stood upright, and did not move.

The guard next to him touched him in fear, and Yang Zou's tall body fell to the ground with a bang, and took away the burning golden thread. Only then did everyone see that his ribs were sawed off alive to hide the golden thread, and his heart and lungs were cut off. A large part was hollowed out, and before that, it was actually alive by infusing spiritual energy into the meridians and blood vessels with gold threads.

Xi Ping watched it so that his ribs followed suit.

Thinking back to the crazy Renzong, the Taiming Emperor Zhou Kun who didn't know how to evaluate him, and the Nanhe Xiaohuai Emperor... They are all mortals who live and die without the power to restrain a chicken. The "immortal" crying in fright, it can be seen that people are not ruthless at all!

"He gave this thing to General Zhi, because there are no monks in this team?"

Zhi Yi had already passed his forties at that time, and he was not a stunned young man with no hair. Of course he understood that the Four Kingdoms' attack on Nanhe was an excuse to plot against Lancang Lingshan.At that time, Lancang Lingshan was already "stealing the sky" from the folks. They chased it all the way, and saw thousands of miles of red fields, swamps were rampant, and there were as many insect masters fishing in troubled waters as there were carrion vultures.

The easiest choice for General Zhi Yi should be to report this thing to the imperial court and the immortal sect, and stand by for orders... He is just a mortal who receives a salary. Man, whether the admonishment of the Way of Heaven is a virtue or a crime is none of his business; the most tactful and sophisticated way is to temporarily conceal it and delay reporting. Yang Zou is definitely not the only one who smuggled the golden thread of guidance in Nanhe, if there are others If people succeed, they can be regarded as saving the common people of this side. With a little effort, their conscience can be at ease. It turns out that at most it is a disadvantage in doing things, which is not a big mistake.

But Xi Ping had already guessed it—the man who raised his master hesitated for a long time, and chose the most stupid way: he accepted the golden thread of guiding spirits and the heart and heart of the last emperor of the enemy country, and it happened to be one distance away from Nanhe at that time. The ground vein that was temporarily closed was not far away, so he decided to take a few of his confidants there overnight, and quietly scatter the guiding golden thread into the ground vein.

Before leaving, General Zhi Yi in the phantom said something to his personal guards, which Xi Ping understood strangely.

What he said was: "Jingzhai's injury is gone for some reason, and there is no letter from the family today, so let's save a blessing for him."

Once the general left, he never came back.

Xi Ping was disturbed, and subconsciously flicked his fingers to make a qin sound, trying to interrupt the development on the finger, but with a sound of "clang", the qin sound was pinched by Zhi Xiu's raised hand.The lingering sound fell from a high place, and finally disappeared at his fingertips together with the spiritual energy brought up.

"Look," Zhi Xiu said to him, "things that have become history, whether you see it or not, it's there, don't deceive yourself."

The last journey of the master's life was recorded intact on the wrench finger: mortals think that they are ignorant, and they are all under the watchful eyes of the "Day of Heaven", and the fearful Lingshan is just a blood-sucking zombie. Not reconciled to being so wiped out.

In the developing image, spiritual energy and sword energy flew wildly, Xi Ping blinked, and saw the spells that clearly belonged to the Chu family, the cold sword light, the figure of a giant beast passing by in the sword light...even mixed with the methods of the Wan family.

The image disappeared instantly, the aura on the wrench finger spread out, and tremblingly fell back into Zhixiu's palm: "They didn't intentionally kill mortals, but they learned at that time that there were many 'lunatics' who carried this golden thread, masters of the Four Kingdoms After the discussion, we decided to join hands to interrupt the Lancang landline and keep the spiritual energy in Lingshan forever. My elder brother happened to be there because of unauthorized actions—it is not a lie that the accident was affected."

Xi Ping's heart sank slowly: "Master..."

"I'm contemptuous and weak. Only now did I dare to face up to the chaotic land, find my brother's belongings, and learn the truth. Even when you asked me about it just now, my first thought was to avoid it." Zhi Xiu told him frankly. He waved his hand, "Cowardice is sometimes more dangerous than arrogance. You are innocent and frank. That's good. Don't learn from Master."

"However, to put it bluntly, before the Dao Xin of the same origin was not exposed on a large scale, the sea of ​​stars would automatically blind me. Even if I got this finger, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it so clearly." Zhi Xiu glanced at Xi Ping, "I want to come Although my elder brother failed to save the Nanhe Peninsula back then, probably because of his sacrifice, the blessings have been rewarded to me...so I didn't get to where I am today because of my cowardice. "

Without Xi Ping, he might have practiced on Feiqiong Peak ignorantly, practiced step by step for hundreds of thousands of years, and would have become a stone on this Lingshan mountain in the future... Wouldn't that be too sad Yet?

Cicada's consciousness, on the Xuanyin Mountain, can just cover the entire territory of Dawan.Zhi Xiu checked the inscriptions on the border, took a handful of chestnuts from the fire and threw them to Xi Ping: "There is nothing else to ask, Master Cui Jibiao, come and do your old job, and help the teacher settle accounts - monks above the foundation are all I can’t believe it, Dawan’s anti-emptiness, my brother Tuolin went to change the spirit gold as soon as possible. But that thing is too destructive, and when it automatically steals the sky, it needs to be used as a ‘degradation fairy weapon’ for low-level monks or ordinary people. Plus many restrictions, come here and do the math for me, how many spirit stones are needed to hold it..."

As Zhi Xiu said, he thought of something again: "The South Mine is in turmoil, and the Northern Li should send inner sect masters to sit in the town. Since His Royal Highness Zhuang Wang has contacted Kunlun, do you know who the messenger is?"

From the identity of the envoys of the Northern Li faction, we can basically see the plans of the Li people for the South Mine.

"I know," his "innocent heart" apprentice didn't even stumble, "what's the name of a sword cultivator ascending to the spirit?"

There are not many famous sword repair masters in the world, one hand is not enough, two can be counted no matter what, not to mention that "Cheng" is not a very common surname, Zhi Xiu knew who it was when he heard it: "Kunlun Chengyu."

Xi Pingping didn't change his face: "Yes, it's him."

Bei Li has been closed to the country all year round, and he has little contact with people in Kunlun. The only thing he remembers is the sword repairman who greeted Lin Chi when he was besieging Qiu Sha in Yehu Township, and used it as a shield by the way.

"Fortunately, it is said that this person is very talented, stable, and has a good character. He is not unreasonable." Zhi Xiu nodded, "It's Dawan's domestic affairs, I should pay a visit."

"Okay, then I'll talk to him first." Xi Ping was never afraid of getting caught when he lied, so he answered straight away, turned his head and said to Zhou Ying in the Reincarnation Tree, "Third brother, stay in Beijue Mountain for a few days, Waiting for Kunlun to invite you."