Although Huangfu Liuxian couldn't see Xu Wutong, he still stood up and stretched out his hand to signal her to sit in his seat. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
Yun Qing brushed off the fallen leaves on the chessboard, and then said with a chuckle: "I have heard that the young master has a reputation as an immortal. I wonder if Huang Quan will be lucky enough to play chess with you and enjoy the ups and downs of the troubled times together?"
The autumn wind is bleak, and the deep alley is silent. This girl is holding a plan among the shadows of the trees, with a gentle and light smile. What she appreciates is not the withering and decay of late autumn, but the crushing of all paths and the conflict of all methods.
Liuxian sat down in front of her, feeling inexplicably certain in her heart. She solemnly said: "Gui Feng has been crazy for half his life, how can he get a reputation? Thanks to the beauty, I have to show my ugliness here."
She held the white piece and smiled heartily at Yun Qing, but Yun Qing still held the black piece.
Xu Wutong retreated behind her and said with a reluctant smile: "Gaya scholars often use the metaphor of a beautiful woman and a beautiful wife to refer to a hermit. Demon Lord... you are not being teased."
Yun Qing's expression remained unchanged, and while stroking Heizi, he said, "I wonder what you think the autumn will look like this year?"
Of course, political commentary cannot be discussed directly on the table. This is not the era when Xu Wutong was alive, so Yun Qing planned to take a roundabout way. As she spoke, she dropped the sunspot on Tianyuan, and was reminded by Xu Wutong: "What does it mean for the Demon Lord to fall here? You have to play this game yourself. If I do it, the cause and effect will be on me."
Liuxian was surprised when she saw her place in the center of the chessboard. She looked at Yun Qing's extremely calm face for a while, and then she kept the white stone in the corner in a decent manner. Her voice was crisp and strong when she made moves, and it was obvious that she was also a decisive and steady person.
"The autumn colors this year are just like those in the past. Looking back, I can only see the sadness of the world and the loss of life."
Yun Qing walked smoothly next, and couldn't tell what the meaning was. She said calmly: "Really..."
Liu Xian couldn't figure it out. She thought the hermit was trying to get in and talk to her about the current political chaos, but now it seemed that the other party didn't understand the meaning of her words at all. Liuxian was somewhat depressed, but she immediately adjusted her mentality and started playing chess seriously.
"I wonder how the beautiful lady knew my name?" she asked carefully. Xu Wutong couldn't hold back the laughter behind Yun Qing.
Yun Qing paused for a moment, then banged the black piece on the chessboard. She said gently: "I watched the stars at night and knew that the Emperor's Star was coming. After spending many days in Langfeng, I finally met you... The general calls me Yun Qing."
After all, Huangfu Liuxian had a calm mind. She remained calm after hearing Yun Qing's "Emperor Star" words. She just said, "Oh? It seems that you are also quite good at fortune telling. I don't know." Have you ever calculated when this Gaya will die?"
Even Xu Wutong looked at her intently as soon as these words came out. No one in the world had the courage to say such words when Emperor Gaya was alive. en8.
"I never thought about it." Yun Qing laughed. She made Heizi so fierce and perverse that even a brave and courageous person like Huangfu Liuxian did not dare to ignore his edge.
Huangfu Liuxian frowned slightly and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Yun Qing.
"When do you want it to die?" Yun Qing settled on the black spot and asked Huangfu Liuxian with a smile, "Just tell it and I can turn it into history that is more accurate than any divination technique."
The white piece slipped from Huangfu Liuxian's hand. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Yun Qing in disbelief: "This matter cannot be joked..."
"Senior Jiang founded the country, and Senior He established the country. Both of these talents and knowledge are beyond my reach. It is easier to simply destroy the country than these. Why don't you, general, let me try." Yun Qing persuaded, and she stood up to leave the immortal for Huangfu. Picking up the white pieces that fell on the ground, he handed them to her.
Huangfu Liuxian held her hand and felt that his palm was cold, not like a living thing: "How can a beautiful woman be so confident?"
"I don't have any confidence. It's just that the Gaya clan will destroy itself. The loss of destiny will happen sooner or later. I can't wait to add fuel to the flames." Yun Qing calmly took out his hand and said, "General, there are fifty families here, all of them are The old descendants of the Song Dynasty have been tortured by Gaya for a long time. This is the result of harmony. There is Langfeng in the northwest and Cangjiang River in the southeast. The farmland is fertile and the products are rich. This is a favorable location."
Huangfu Liuxian could almost see a clear and definite route for raising troops. She stared at Yun Qing and said, "What about Tianshi?"
"This is what I want to fight for for the general. The general can choose to believe me, or he can choose to die here with those soldiers who have never been on the battlefield and be punished by whipping corpses..." Yun Qing said calmly, and she began to clean up. Sweep away the fallen leaves from the leftovers on the chess table.
Huangfu Liuxian felt her throat was dry and couldn't say a word. She was silent for a long time. It wasn't until Yun Qing cleaned up the chessboard that she said, "Please come with me."
Yun Qing carried the scroll on her back and stepped on the Xiaoxiao leaves. As she gradually entered the autumn wind, Xu Wutong walked behind her and asked: "The Demon Lord thought of a good way to escape from this game, but do you really think she can achieve great things?" What?"
Yun Qing shook her head. Of course she didn't know. Being the king in troubled times is inherently unpredictable, and it's even harder to say who will win and who will lose. She felt that all the people who could participate in the competition were at a similar level, but it was hard to say who would make it to the end. Thinking about it carefully, these direct disciples are like this, and the saints are also like this. When their strength reaches this level, all disputes will gradually become fair. Because there are fewer and fewer things that can affect them at this height, everyone can only rely on slight advantages or opportunities to gain the right to go forward.
On this day, Yun Qing used elixirs to remove the poisonous seeds from everyone's bodies, and then introduced Zhuang Rusheng to Huangfu Liuxian.
A person like Zhuang Rusheng may not have the courage to rebel, but he still has the desire to make contributions and is upright and unyielding. If Huangfu Liuxian can persuade him, it will definitely be a help.
Although Yun Qing met the person Emperor Xing wanted, she didn't seem to intend to do anything more for her. She still lived in this shabby alley and studied hard all night, occasionally playing chess with Xu Wutong, and more often just accompanying the surrounding neighbors. Chat homely.
The days went by in such an ordinary way. Winter came, the water level of the Cangjiang River dropped, and a small section of the river was still blocked by ice.
The people who built the Emperor's Mausoleum have not returned to their hometown. The fat girl next door has lost a lot of weight. She rarely goes out, and Yun Qing doesn't see her very often. One night, she jumped into a pond outside the town and never came back. Yun Qing burned the cotton-padded clothes she gave him in a blink of an eye. Xu Wutong asked her why, but she just laughed and didn't say much.
Yun Qing understands very well that after death, the fat girl has to go through the eight cold and eight heat hells and complete the six reincarnations, so that a new life can be born.
Zhuang Rusheng said goodbye to Yun Qing on a windy and snowy afternoon. He decided to leave with Huangfu Liuxian and go to the Chu Kingdom fiefdom in the south to seek help. He said that Huangfu Liuxian was the birth of a wise king, who would definitely overthrow the current imperial court, restore the style of the ancient country, and enhance the power of the previous emperor. Yun Qing didn't say much, just returned all his books and gave him some Qimen Dunjia bamboo slips from Mo Ling.
Huangfu Liuxian also approached Yun Qing not long ago and asked her to go out with the army, but Yun Qing did not agree.
At that time, Yun Qing was leaning against the window and listening to the snow. Her whole person was as quiet as a painting, and there was no trace of popularity on her soft and pale face.
She handed Huangfu Liuxian a tips bag and told her to open it if her life was in danger. Then she looked out the window again and said, "I will fight for the general's luck and destiny. Please take good care of it." It’s my own affairs. When the general conquers the sky in the future, I will come out to help him."
After Huangfu Liuxian left, Xu Wutong appeared with a serious face. He said to Yun Qing: "Is the Demon Lord going to fight against me, Mo Ling?"
"Yes, sir, if you want to regret it, it's already too late." Yun Qing didn't look at him, and kept facing the green mountains covered with snow.
Xu Wutong said in confusion: "I don't understand what the Demon Lord wants to do. If you want to observe the world and experience the mortal world, then just watch it. Why do you need to get involved in this war?"
"Yes, sir, what you said is absolutely right." Yun Qing nodded, but actually didn't refute anything.
Her appearance made it difficult for Xu Wutong to answer the conversation, so she continued: "Why did Mr. He want to lobby all parties back then, and why did Senior He want to become an official in the court?"
Xu Wutong replied: "Of course it is to practice what we want."
He wanted to educate all the people with his Holy Sword Intent, while He Qingqiu wanted to stabilize the country with his Frontier Sword Intent. They lived and died for the Dao, which seemed quite different from Yun Qing's inexplicable intervention now.
"I have been thinking about the way of Yama that I have cultivated. I have been fighting and killing in the past. I have been in seclusion for ten years in Nanhai. I have never been in the world, and I don't know how to practice the way I have cultivated. Is it okay if I continue to fight and kill little by little? Naturally, the road is clear?" Yun Qing supported her head with her hands, and she sat behind the chair quite comfortably.
Xu Wutong still didn't understand what she wanted to say.
"Now that I think about it... it seems so." Yun Qing laughed. She opened her eyes to meet Xu Wutong's solemn and guarded gaze, and then said calmly, "Have you seen this land? The people are in dire straits, and mourners are everywhere. You and Senior Mo Ling We would like to make it better, but I can't think of anything."
"I can't feel anything here." Yun Qing pointed to his heart with a very lifelike smile, "So I think my way is probably impossible to practice in this world. Even if I lose my cultivation, even if I lose my cultivation, No longer practicing Taoism, this place still longs for chaos and conquest. Sir, the loss of power and the collapse of the Tao cannot stop my yearning for the blue clouds. Now, I think I have found my own Tao... If we keep fighting like this, when everyone falls to the bottom, I will be the only one standing above the clouds."
Her voice was quite low, as if she was talking to Xu Wutong, but also seemed to be talking to herself.
Xu Wutong closed his eyes and tried to avoid her dark gaze, but those pupilless eyes were like a nightmare that he could not get rid of.
He also listened to the teachings given by Demon Lord Qi Yuan to Yun Qing. Demon Lord Chu Yuan told Yun Qing that there was everything in this mortal world that she could not understand, and what Yun Qing could not understand was nothing more than the word "love". Demon Lord Qian Yuan is a soft-hearted person. He really treats Yun Qing as his own child and raises her. At this critical moment of life and death, he still hopes that she can be as affectionate as everyone else. He hopes that Yun Qing will be like a real living person, not the six-path wheel of life and death. Such weapons of war.
It's like all practitioners yearn for the way of heaven, but no one wants to turn themselves into the way of heaven. That is too cruel for living beings.
But even Demon Lord Qian Yuan did not expect that Yun Qing would directly embark on a path completely opposite to what he expected.
"Since this world is not strong enough to withstand my Yama Way, then I can only find the Moling Sword Pavilion." Yun Qing stood up from the chair, the edge of her black Taoist robe ignited with blazing black flames, and the books around her They were all burned. "Recently I have also figured out that it is not really important who I choose to be the king. What is important is to face Mo Ling, so as to give me a reason to attack them."
Seeing her momentum rising, Xu Wutong had no choice but to take a step back.
Yun Qing took off the scroll from behind, and then said harmoniously: "Sir, please return the painting. It's time for me to find Mo Ling's successor."