Breaking Boundary City, before the smoke was ignited.
The palace crouched in the dark night, and there was no one on the square in front of it. The city walls stood squarely, with guards standing on them. Sometimes the torches burned quietly, and sometimes they moved back and forth.
Su Yanshu looked at the imperial city like this. The fiery red dress was fluttering in the night wind, and the phoenix bird on the skirt seemed to have fallen asleep long ago.
"I don't like it here." She suddenly spoke, speaking softly: "This place is like a prison. Since I came here, I have only been singing, dancing, drinking, and trying to make the king smile. I am really tired these days. Let's go. Well... the peach blossoms should only be repaid by the people who bloom in spring, not the people who appreciate them."
Behind her, the dark night seemed to stir up waves following her words.
"Do you want to go with me?" A voice sounded behind him.
Wei Yuan walked out of the night holding the knife, walked behind her, and looked at her back.
Su Yanshu lowered his eyes to the tall building and sighed as loudly as the torches on the city wall: "You don't even have a sword, how can you take me away?"
Wei Yuan looked at the knife in his arms and lowered his head slightly.
A month ago, he fought with the king and lost his sword to him.
These three months were the most depressing three months of his life.
Many nights, he felt that this darkness was like a fire, constantly burning his dignity and keeping him awake all night.
He was supposed to be the hero of Broken Boundary City, and now he should go to open up wilderness, plant the flag on the ice field, and then go further away until he saw the real light. Today, the city gate opened, and he was not subject to any restrictions, but he did not choose to leave. He still stayed here and never left.
What he keeps is his own dignity.
Wei Yuan said: "I will kill him."
Su Yanshu smiled helplessly: "You couldn't beat him three months ago, and it's the same now. You will die."
Wei Yuan looked into her eyes and asked seriously: "Do you really want me to take you away?"
"Of course I hope..." Su Yanshu's smile became weaker and weaker, and her words were as light as a feather: "In these three months, do you think I am happy?"
Wei Yuan frowned and couldn't hide his pain: "I'm not happy either. Even if you are right in front of me, I can't be happy at all."
Su Yanshu looked away, looked further in the direction, and said, "Isn't it your long-cherished wish to lead a whole city of people out?"
"Not anymore." Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "I just want to take you out, and we never come back."
Su Yanshu asked: "But what if he comes to chase us?"
Wei Yuan said: "I will protect you."
Su Yanshu smiled miserably: "But you are no match for him."
Wei Yuan was silent again. All the events in the past three months caused fireworks in his chest to rise like angry waves.
Su Yanshu said: "You may not be able to kill him alone, but you still have me."
Wei Yuandao: "But you don't know how to practice at all."
Su Yanshu pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "I know where the strongest martial arts secret book in the entire Duanjie City is."
Wei Yuan's eyes lit up slightly: "What?"
Su Yanshu walked on the attic, tapping the railing with his fingers, and recalled: "There is a bookstore in the palace, and the bookstore contains the secrets of practice for all the royal families in the city, and those secrets are not scattered in the first place. In fact, On the Internet, they can be combined into one book, and if that book is completed, it can gather the luck of the whole city and become the true number one in the world."
Wei Yuan remembered something.
Everyone in the royal family practices almost different Taoist methods, with a total of eighty-one types, divided randomly.
The technique he practices is called Jiuyou Jing, and there are only three other people who practice the same technique as him.
The Nine Nether Scriptures are very powerful. People who practice this method can hide their aura very well and kill people in the dark. But he always felt that there was something wrong with the beginning and end of this exercise, which seemed to be inconsistent with the main purpose of the entire book. But he never thought about it deeply.
At this moment, Su Yanshu's words woke him up, and he suddenly realized that his Nine Nether Scriptures might be incomplete.
But the idea of eighty-one Taoisms merging into one was too unbelievable, and he couldn't accept it for a while.
"How did you know?" Wei Yuan couldn't help but ask.
Su Yanshu didn't answer, just smiled lightly and said: "Tonight is the best opportunity. As long as we get that Tao method, we can leave together and cultivate peerless magic. Then we won't have to be afraid of anyone." .”
Wei Yuan looked at her who was extremely beautiful in the dark night, and felt a sense of vigilance in his heart. He asked, "Why does it have to be tonight?"
Su Yanshu said: "Because the person who is really in charge of the royal city is not the king, but a woman named Siming. She is not in the city tonight... If we wait for her to come back, we may never be able to leave?"
"Si Ming?" Kai Yuan had never heard of it.
Su Yanshu said: "Believe it or not, the king told me these things unintentionally. He is so conceited and thinks that no one dares to betray him."
Wei Yuan was silent for a long time and said, "But the king is near the book pavilion."
"Are you so afraid of him?"
"Don't be afraid...do you really love me?"
"I don't love the king."
Now they are the only men vying for her. If they don't love the king, they will of course love him.
Wei Yuan fell into silence and did not ask further questions.
"Everyone in the city knows that we are getting married. Isn't that enough?" Su Yanshu smiled charmingly and said, "Going far away is what we agreed to do. If you don't want to go, give me the knife." , I will go to the palace to see him."
Wei Yuan looked at the tears running down her cheeks and couldn't bear to ask any more questions.
"Wait until I come back." He turned around and left with the knife in his arms, quickly disappearing into the night.
Su Yanshu looked at his leaving figure, his eyes returning to indifference.
Wei Yuan finally failed to sneak into the book pavilion, and the swords collided with each other in the palace.
Su Yanshu stood on the attic, looking far away.
At a certain moment, all the lights in the palace lit up together, like a fire.
Su Yanshu looked at the bright colors and sang the music in the art building softly, with a leisurely look on his face, and then drifted away in the desolate wind.
She saw Wei Yuan again in the palace.
At that time, he was already a cold corpse.
The king was sitting on the throne. There was an obvious tear in the dragon robe, and blood seeped out of the tear, dyeing the golden dragon into red scales.
Su Yanshu knelt on the ground of the royal palace, lowering his head and trembling with fear. The figure under the red clothes was like a leaning willow.
"Your Majesty, he... when did he come?" Su Yanshu raised his eyes slightly, wanting to take a look at the king, but then he suddenly drifted down and looked at the hands clenched in his sleeves, his shoulders narrowed. With.
The king looked at her and wanted to help her stand up, but the pain in his chest made him calm down a little, and he asked: "You don't know anything?"
Su Yanshu shook his head slightly and said, "He... didn't say anything to the Nu family."
The king continued to ask: "He didn't show anything unusual?"
Su Yanshu frowned and recalled: "He has been leaning at the door today, looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking."
The king sighed: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have let him be your guard, which caused our Duanjie City to lose one of the strongest swordsmen in vain."
Su Yanshu shook his head gently: "The slave family didn't expect that he would dare to assassinate His Majesty."
The king said: "He was just foolish and brave. I only used three swords to kill him."
Su Yanshu said in a gentle voice: "Your Majesty is mighty, what does a swordsman mean? Your Majesty is the king of Duanjie City for generations to come."
The king narrowed his eyes and looked at her, and finally asked: "He really didn't say anything to you?"
Su Yanshu suddenly became nervous. She knelt on the ground, her forehead lightly touching the ground, and then said: "I said something, but..."
The king understood what she meant. He pushed away the others, then stepped down from the throne, squatted slightly, and held Su Yanshu's shoulders to help her stand up.
Su Yanshu Yingying stood up, not daring to look at the king.
The king said: "Can we say it now?"
Su Yan stood there, leaning forward intentionally or unintentionally, and said: "Here... the slave family is afraid."
The king smiled and said: "Then I will take you to a more private place."
Su Yanshu lowered his head, smiled shyly, and followed the king's footsteps.
In the palace's bedroom, the lights were dim. Su Yanshu was wearing thin clothes, sitting on the edge of the bed, and finally said: "Kai Yuan told me that he knew where the most powerful Taoist law in the world is hidden. The slave family only thought he was joking, but they didn’t expect him to actually go looking for it.”
The king smiled and said with great interest: "The strongest Taoist method? Tell me."
Su Yanshu hesitated for a while and laughed self-deprecatingly: "His words are too fantastic. He told the slave family that all the exercises in this city were originally a complete book, but for some unknown reason, they were split. It became eighty-one, and he said that as long as he puts together these eighty-one mental methods, he can become the best in the world."
The smile on the king's face gradually faded: "Who told him?"
Su Yanshu was frightened by his expression and backed away slightly: "How did the slave family know?"
The king's expression became even colder, and he said to himself: "Is it the new year?"
"Chongsui?" Su Yanshu was startled: "Is it still in the city?"
The king shook his head and said: "This is also my knot."
Su Yanshu asked tentatively: "Could it be that... what Wei Yuan said is true?"
The king looked at the beauty's watery eyes and did not hide anything. He said proudly: "That was something given to us by the Nine Heavens Goddess back then. There are eighty-one books in total. It is a real divine thing... Such an important thing, naturally, They won’t be placed in the bookcase, hehe, can you use your exquisite mind to guess where those martial arts scrolls are?”
Su Yanshu smiled weakly and said: "The Nu family is just asking casually, how can you guess it?"
The king laughed and said: "Those books are now hidden in the ghost prison. Eighty-one evil ghosts... Why do you think we don't kill them? In a sense, they are also the patron saints of those books. To get the secret book, you have to kill all the ghosts, but even that is not enough, it has to be in the right order."
Su Yanshu asked: "Is this the Tao method that your Majesty practices?"
The king shook his head and said: "When the Goddess lowered the Heavenly Book and dropped the Chuwen Stone Tablet, she had already instructed that this kind of technique can only be practiced by reincarnated gods. The previous person who practiced this technique without permission... met a very miserable end."
Su Yanshu listened quietly, always looking at the king.
The king looked at her eyes looking at him, and suddenly felt that there was something strange in her eyes... The smile in her eyes was so calm, as if all the softness and weakness before had been washed away by the stream.
The king never imagined that his words would cost him his life.
There seemed to be something floating in the air, something gray-white in color, like a blurred mist.
The king was convinced that it was not a drug, and he would never be poisoned by something as low-level as a drug. Then, he thought about it, this is time...
He looked at Su Yanshu intently, as if frozen in the cold wave of time, unable to move at all.
This is the prison of time.
"You..." The king kept struggling, and his words became very long as the time slowed down countless times.
What imprisons him is the law, and the law is something that is above Taoism. For example, in this square world, even if they are as powerful as Ye Da and Siming, they can still only survive within the law, and they cannot even break through the purple court realm.
Therefore, the king cannot escape.
Su Yanshu knew what he wanted to know, and she didn't hesitate with her answer: "I am the Chongsui you have been looking for."
She admired the shock in the king's eyes, and then pulled out a sword from the weapons rack in the palace.
It was Wei Yuan's sword. She smiled apologetically at the sword, and then used it to cut off the king's head.
He was wearing an imperial crown and sitting on a chair, blood dripping from the cracks and soaking his body.
This appearance is like the decapitated god in the legend.
Su Yanshu turned around and left. The night wind blew up her red skirt, like a fire burning in the dark night.
That night, she came to the ghost prison alone, and used the hundred years of time given to her by Ye Zhi to freeze and kill the monsters in the ghost prison one by one. She took away eighty Taoist spells. After reading the secret book, he stopped at the door of the innermost cell.
She knew the details of that prison.
It contains the most vicious ghost known as the entire Imperial City.
But she knew that it was not the real ghost, but the previous king. That king had practiced these eighty-one skills and became possessed. In the end, he was backlashed and turned into such an ugly and crazy ghost. Siming was imprisoned in the deepest part of the ghost prison.
But for some reason, the ghost prison is now empty. The chains that were supposed to restrain the monsters are hanging down, and the monsters in them are no longer anywhere to be seen.
Where did he go
Su Yanshu's heart trembled slightly, and he remained vigilant, looking around carefully, fearing that a pair of sharp claws would suddenly stretch out from the darkness.
But everything remained quiet.
She went inside, looking for the hiding place of the last secret book.
But she found nothing.
Eighty-one Taoist secret books, one was missing in the end.
She glanced across the thin spine of the book, looking at each name, thinking about something in her heart.
"Bei Ming Divine Sword!" Su Yanshu's pupils shrank, and he suddenly remembered the little royal girl he knew, Shao Xiaoli, who once showed off to him that the name of the Taoist method she practiced was Bei Ming Divine Sword.
Coincidentally, among the eighty secret books, this one is missing.
"Shao Xiaoli..."
She murmured softly, knowing that everyone had gone out to explore the wilderness tonight, including Shao Xiaoli.
And tonight is the best opportunity to take action after many years of hard calculation.
Her time prison was also built for herself by Yedi using the time she purchased. It was not her authority, so in fact she did not have the power to confront Siming head-on.
She had to leave before this morning.
She understood that this secret book should have been taken away by Si Ming before he left, and she was always on the lookout for a new year.
Su Yanshu hesitated for a while, and finally left helplessly.
But before leaving, she had one very important place to go.
Star Spirit Hall.
But Siming was also wary of her.
Before Si Ming left, he did not take away her black sword. And this black sword is like a guard dog, always hovering in front of the mural in the Star Spirit Hall.
Su Yanshu wanted to force his way in, but was blocked by the black sword, which cut off a strand of hair hanging down from his temples and wiped out a bright red blood mark on his forehead.
Su Yanshu touched his injury, frowned and sighed.
If there were no arrangements for Ye Chu, then she would be just an ordinary ascetic, not that powerful.
Of course, this is also the reason why she has been able to lurk in the city for so many years without being discovered.
Many years ago, she was just a seven or eight-year-old girl. At that time, her brother went to the casino to gamble for a day and a night. Not only did he lose all the family wealth, but he also gambled away all the money the family spent on treating their parents. She couldn't bear the thought of her mother in her. She was slowly dying in front of her, so she believed a legend, and then left the city with the reclamation troops to find the canyon where people's wishes can be realized.
Finally, when she was exhausted, a huge black hawk caught her in its jaws. Instead of becoming the black hawk's food, she was sent to the legendary snow gorge by it.
She met the most perfect person she had ever seen in her life.
Instead of buying his time, he asked her if she would be his wife.
At that time, he was holding a white-haired but young-looking woman in his arms. It was said that the woman grew old and died overnight.
Later she found out that it was the previous one, Chong Sui.
At that time, he said that he wanted to help him change his life. She asked what she would have to pay, but he didn't ask for anything. He just said that when she was sixteen, she would come back here again and become his wife.
She didn't know why, but she agreed to everything.
Afterwards, she returned to Broken Boundary City and found that her parents' illness had miraculously recovered. She wanted to tell them that this was her fault, but no one cared about her, let alone believed her.
When she was sixteen, her brother entered a casino and had his hands chopped off and his legs broken, and she was forced by her father to sell herself to an art house to make money.
Also that year, she came outside the city again, met the black eagle, and went to the snow gorge. Ye Chu did not forget her, but welcomed her back softly. So in a daze, she became a new year old.
She and Ye Da worshiped the flag together. At that time, his handsome face like a god was full of glory and smile, and he promised to grow old with her.
Even if I think of these memories now, they are still as unreal as dreams.
She hadn't seen him for a long time.
Today, she finally finished what he told her to do, even if it wasn't perfect.
Soon after, the king's body will be discovered in the palace. The whole city is shocked and then falls into a huge panic. Before dawn, she has left the city to meet her husband.
She was never Su Yanshu, she was Chongsui.
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When Siming returned to the royal city, the city was already heavily guarded, and the emperor's death could not be concealed. Like dandelion seeds blown away by the wind, they spread rapidly after dawn, mixed with the news of the disappearance of the oiran of the art house. .
"So it's you..." Siming sighed softly, thinking of the woman with the guqin in her arms and her beautiful flowers.
She came to the ghost prison, looked at everything in deathly silence, and understood in her heart.
Was this his purpose
Siming knew about this technique. The complete name of this technique is "Shura Shenlu", and it will undergo earth-shaking changes when the eighty-one movements are combined into one.
It's just that this technique can only be practiced by reincarnated gods, because only reincarnated gods have the body of Shura.
She didn't know what Ye Zhi wanted this thing for.
She and Ye Yu are both gods. They have not experienced reincarnation and cannot practice this method at all. What's more, he has suffered such an injury now...
She is quite confident in her sword. That sword cannot be recuperated within three to five years. If it is not recuperated properly, it may even be fatal...
fatal!
Siming suddenly came back to his senses, and an idea quickly emerged in his mind.
"Could it be..." Si Mingli stood in the ghost prison. As she became furious, all the corpses began to decay rapidly.
She had an absurd idea.
Does Ye Chu want to end his life with his sword, and then reincarnate, walk out of the chaos at the end, and become a real Shura
But if this is the case, he will lose all his spiritual power for a long time and become as weak as a baby. How will he survive that period of time
Siming thought of this and already had the answer in his mind.
If Ye Jiru is really reborn, he will look for Ning Jiujiu to trade and seek protection, and then hide in a place that is difficult to find until he returns from practice.
And Chongsui stole all the Taoism, and the only thing missing was what Shao Xiaoli learned... Fate seems to be playing tricks on him.
Unknowingly, she returned to the Star Spirit Palace.
She took the black sword guarding the door and walked into the hall.
The water waves swayed on both sides with a dark silver color, and the sound of the rippling water was like the strings of a girl playing a piano at midnight.
She walked into the water, and the red candlelight illuminated her white dress beautifully.
The thin flowing water washed over her tender ankles, and the reflection of the candlelight was scattered and scattered.
She walked to the end of the road, stroked the hem of her skirt, sat on the slender dial needle, and looked at the broken sundial like a half-moon.
She closed her eyes, her body tightened, and her calves swayed unconsciously. She thought about everything that happened last night, and felt that the situation she was destined to win seemed to be gradually fading away.
She couldn't help but recall the dream, and the scene in the dream appeared in her mind. She pursed her red lips, her body couldn't help but tremble, her jade toes were slightly clasped, and a flush flashed across her face.
Si Ming opened her eyes again after a long time. She got rid of those chaotic thoughts and returned to the indifference of a god.
She realized that if Ye Zhi really did this, it would be tantamount to seeking death.
And after she recovered from her injuries, Ning Jiujiu was no match for her, and the so-called heavy age was naturally not worth mentioning.
She pulled out the black sword lying across her knees, looked at her face hit by the sword, and decided to take the initiative to cross the ice field to find the traces of their hiding.
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(It’s a little sluggish, this chapter has too few words)