"Why didn't the prince wait for him to wake up and tell him himself?"
Zhuo Buyi hesitated for a while and said: "You also know that he is paranoid, if I tell him these things after waking up, he must have more doubts in his heart."
"Qingniu and I are going to Daxue Mountain tonight, he may have to sleep for a day or two before waking up."
Yang Qi glanced at Fang Jie, and pressed his hand down. Fang Jie's body floating in mid-air slowly fell down. He was still sleeping soundly and felt nothing. At this time, Zhuo Buyi also guessed and understood why Yang Qi sealed Fang Jie's six senses first. When Yang Qi stripped the two red gas from Fang Jie's body, it must be an extremely painful process, and Liu Jue was sealed. , Fang Xie couldn't feel the pain anymore.
"He can't find me even if he wants to. Just let him go back to the Central Plains. That's where he should be. Now that the root of the disaster is gone, those who stare at him all the time have lost their senses." , the road ahead will have to be walked by himself. Someone who could reach that step by himself many years ago may not be able to. It is not easy to have such a good seed in the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains. I will not just watch him fall prematurely. "
He kept talking about the Central Plains, not the Sui Dynasty.
Zhuo Buyi was keenly aware of this, and almost thought of the reason in his mind. Prince Zhong didn't talk about the Sui Dynasty but only the Central Plains. Presumably, he had already seen through the current chaos in the Sui Dynasty. It would not be easy for the Yang family to overcome this difficulty. Perhaps in Prince Zhong's heart, he had already foreseen the coming of the end of the Great Sui Dynasty.
He didn't go back to help the emperor turn the tide because he was more important here.
With him around, Meng Yuan's chaos will be more lasting and thorough. He protects Kuoketai Mengge from death, and it is not a matter of time for Fozong to win. And in the future, if Quoketai Mengge is about to win, he may kill this hero without hesitation. It was only then that Zhuo Buyi understood what Prince Zhong Yang Qi was thinking. He didn't just love Tai Sui? He loves the people of the Central Plains.
Great Sui could perish, but he couldn't bear to see the people of the Central Plains suffer more.
In the chaos of the Central Plains, the biggest enemy was not himself but Meng Yuan. Taking advantage of the collapse of the Sui Dynasty, the Mongolian Yuan, which is still strong without turmoil, will inevitably send troops. At that time, the various forces in the Central Plains will fight among each other. Who has the ability and thought to stop the invasion of foreign enemies? At that time, the western half of the Sui Dynasty will be devastated. It is precisely because of this that he contributed to Kuoktai Mengge's dispatch of troops to Daxue Mountain. At the most dangerous time in the Central Plains, he transferred Meng Yuan's soldiers to other places.
So Prince Zhong did not go back to help Yang Yi stabilize the country, but stayed in the royal court to make Meng Yuan more chaotic. Only when Meng Yuan was in a mess, did he have no spare energy to march eastward.
"When... are you going back to the Central Plains?"
Zhuo Buyi asked.
The voice is a little bleak.
Yang Qi smiled, raised his head and looked at the bright stars in the sky: "Since my first trip to the west, I have never thought about going back. Wait... After Qingniu and I go to Daxue Mountain tonight, if there is still Yu Li went back..."
He didn't say the next words, Zhuo Buyi understood.
Because of Xiang Qingniu's arrival, Yang Qi has a very powerful assistant, so he plans to get up and go to Daxue Mountain. Now is King Ming's weakest period, and Yang Qi's biggest opponent is the Da Zi Zai Tianzun who has never left the Dalun Temple. Even if Yang Qixiu is a supernatural being, he may not be able to stop the siege of other masters in the Buddhist sect when he fights Da Zizai, but with Xiang Qingniu, he can give it a go.
"King Ming cannot exist."
Yang Qi was silent for a while and said: "People are born, old, sick, and die. It is rare for a hundred years. Some people live for too long and become monsters, which violates the rules of human existence. Only when such people die can the order of the world be restored. "
"Ming Wang has never died?"
Zhuo Buyi was shocked: "But didn't the rumors say that King Ming would teach all the cultivation bases to the disciples of the Buddha?"
"Buddha..."
Yang Qi said with some disgust: "It's just a container of King Ming. The world thinks that King Ming's inheritance is just a ceremony, and King Ming is one generation after another. But in fact, what King Ming wants is the physical body of the Buddha far surpassing the physique of ordinary people. He has never never died."
Hearing these words, Zhuo Buyi's heart couldn't help beating wildly. If what Yang Qi said is true, and King Ming has mastered a very high level of cultivation, he can transfer his soul to a young body, so that he can reincarnate repeatedly, wouldn't he have lived for a thousand years
Over the past thousand years, the succession of Ming kings in successive dynasties is nothing more than him changing his body!
If this is the case, how strong will King Ming, who has accumulated a thousand years of practice, be
Zhuo Buyi didn't dare to think about it, nor could he imagine it. And at this time, he finally understood what kind of decision Yang Qi would have made after his first trip to the West. Yang Qi probably knew what kind of person he was going to challenge from the very beginning, even out of the human category. But he never backed down, never frightened.
In a sense, he wasn't fighting a man at all.
Zhuo Buyi let out a long breath, the turmoil in his heart made him unable to calm down. The Buddhist Sect has been in the Western Regions for nearly a thousand years, and it turned out that it was just a toy of King Ming from the beginning to the end. He has been overlooking the world from the lotus throne of Dalun Temple on the top of Daxue Mountain for so long, so long that maybe even he himself has forgotten how many years he has experienced.
"This white lion's name is Chaos."
Yang Qi glanced at the lion, smiled and said: "There is a Poor Realm Sutra in the Buddhist sect, which records many strange beasts in this world. Chaos is a great ominous thing. It is recorded in the Poor World Sutra that it encounters kindness People who are evil will commit crimes, and those who encounter evil will obey orders. Wherever they go, there will be continuous military disasters. It has always existed, but it will appear frequently only when the military chaos continues and the world is in turmoil. In fact, where is there such a thing? Such absurd and bizarre things are just fabricated to deceive the world. However, it will indeed appear in any place where there is war, and it seems to be looking for something."
Zhuo Buyi was startled, and after a long silence, he suddenly said, "Looking for the murderer?"
Yang Qi didn't say anything more, he looked up at the sky and said: "Heaven allows people to steal their lives, which means that the way of heaven is not fair, so people can only rely on themselves. Now is the weakest time in the history of King Ming. If you can't kill him, wait until later." He chose the body and then it is difficult to get rid of it. Everyone should live in their own world, not someone else's toy. He once said that the world is full of groveling, so I let him see, someone always straightens up Spine strides."
After saying this, Yang Qi disappeared from Zhuo Buyi's sight.
He also took away the Chen brothers.
Zhuo Buyi suddenly had an illusion, as if he and Fang Jie were the only two people left in the whole world. A never-before-seen feeling grew in his heart, and soon filled his entire heart. My heart is cold and warm, like alternating cold and heat. He also raised his head and looked towards the sky, his eyes filled with doubt and anxiety.
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When Fang Jie woke up, it was already the morning of the third day. The moment he opened his eyes, an unprecedented sense of fatigue immediately pervaded his whole body. He didn't even have the strength to sit up. can't do it. When the red eyes appeared for the first time, he had a similar feeling but it was not so strong, so strong that he even thought he was dead.
There was no strength in my body, and the pain in my eyes made me feel like hitting a rock.
He wanted to speak, but no sound came out of his throat.
Fortunately, he saw Zhuo Buyi sitting beside him in a daze.
Seeing that he was awake, Zhuo Buyi fed him a little water, and when the cool water flowed down his throat, Fang Xie felt that he had regained some strength.
"What's wrong with me?"
After a while, Fang Jie was able to speak.
"Prince Zhong has come."
Zhuo Buyi said.
Seeing Fang Xie wake up, the white lion trotted over and fell down beside Fang Xie, rubbing Fang Xie's face with its huge head from time to time, as if it was extremely worried about him.
Zhuo Buyi was silent for a while, and explained the words of the loyal prince Yang Qi truthfully to the other party, trying his best not to miss a word, so he spoke very slowly. Fang Jie's complexion changed, and the surprise in his eyes was intense. When he heard Zhuo Buyi say that Yang Qi said his red eyes were the root of the trouble, his heart was turbulent. He always thought that the red eyes were also a kind of innate physique, and he never doubted it.
After Zhuo Buyi finished speaking, Fang Jie immediately thought of Luo Yao appearing so suddenly outside the cave when he took others to shelter from the rain in the cave on Mount Mangdang that day. It was as if he knew he was there all along.
Then he thought again, how similar the golden flame that appeared in his eyes for the first time was to the fire that Luo Yao cast that day!
As for myself, I never thought about the connection between them.
Those red eyes, that golden flame are just the marks Luo Yao left in his body. It is also a kind of protection for him. When encountering danger, the things Luo Yao left behind will automatically come out to protect him, which shows how important his physical body is to Luo Yao.
Now, the loyal prince Yang Qi pulled the mark out of his body.
Although he lost one of his most powerful skills, Fang Jie suddenly felt like laughing out loud. Following Zhuo Buyi's narration, his mood went from being shocked and terrified to being relieved now.
"Where did the prince go?"
Fang asked.
"Dalun Temple."
It was difficult for Zhuo Buyi to squeeze these words out of his throat.
Fang Jie was silent for a while and said, "He didn't even have time to wait for me to wake up..."
He suddenly thought of something, and then asked Zhuo Buyi: "Is there another guy who looks a bit dull and can giggle with Prince Zhong?"
Zhuo Buyi shook his head: "He just came by himself."
Fang Jie was silent, and the joy that was born in his heart instantly sank. Prince Zhong came, but Su Tugou didn't come... Maybe that silly-looking man who always had a simple and honest smile died at some point. He thought of the beautiful face of the proprietress, and it gradually merged with Su Tugou's ugly face in his mind, so they matched so well.
"Shall we go back?"
Zhuo Buyi asked.
Fang Jie nodded: "Go back, it's time to go back..."
He looked at the white lion lying beside him: "Your name is Chaos?"
The lion raised his head and glanced at him, seeming a little dazed. Fang Jie raised his hand and stroked its long hair with difficulty: "It doesn't matter, they all say that you are a murderous creature, so you need to find a murderous person as a companion. If this is the case... then you will have to get used to walking with me on your back. .”
Zhuo Buyi helped him climb onto the back of the white lion, and the white lion raised its head and let out a roar that shook the sky.
The sound echoed on the grassland, and it never dissipated for a long time.
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big snow mountain
About fifteen miles from the foot of the mountain, there is a pine tree that seems to be newly transplanted. It is still very small, only as tall as a person. The pine tree looks lonely, guarding a lonely grave. A tree and a tomb accompany each other, giving people the feeling that they are not taking care of each other, but adding two parts of loneliness.
Grassland people do not have the habit of setting up graves after death, so this grave bag is so eye-catching. But the tomb is so close to Daxue Mountain, but no one has destroyed it.
Xiang Qingniu took off a flagon from his waist and handed it to Yang Qi without saying a word.
Yang Qi squatted down in front of the grave bag, opened it and looked, and found that the flagon was almost full. He didn't know that although there was an old man who was addicted to alcohol, he only took a sip of the last pot of pear blossom brewing, and then solemnly sealed the lid, and never thought of taking another sip.
Yang Qi sprinkled the wine-scented pear blossom brew on the grave.
"His name is Su Tugou. He killed one hundred and twenty-seven golden monks and soldiers by himself. His name was Su Tugou. Before he died, he bit off the neck of a Buddhist guardian. His name was Su Tugou. People who close their eyes and say shyly that I miss my wife."