Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes and saw the faint morning light.
It seemed like I had a long dream, in which the ghost Hermes and the first pope seemed to appear. But for some reason, I appeared, but it didn't look like myself.
At first, he still remembered a few fragments, but when he stood up, those broken and chaotic fragments quickly disappeared into his memory.
"What the hell..."
Ye Qingxuan rubbed his sore forehead, feeling a little sleepy. He had obviously slept all night, but he still felt like he had stayed up late.
The sound of the carriage shaking continued, and there was a commotion outside.
He opened the curtain on the carriage and saw ragged refugees on both sides of the road. Most of the hundreds of refugees had no shoes and were stepping barefoot in the frozen mud in the early morning. In front, thousands of people used their meager resources to The body temperature trampled the soil into softness.
Shivering in the morning dew.
In just a few minutes, the crowd started fighting many times over a bit of food.
Some people couldn't walk even while walking and fell down on the roadside.
There were sounds of children crying.
Even so, they still did not dare to approach the carriage where Ye Qingxuan was. Just seeing Ye Qingxuan's white hair, a group of people knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads until the carriage was far away.
"What's going on?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
The coachman whom he hired with lapis lazuli was more courageous and did not kneel on the ground. He lowered his head and replied: "Sir, these people are all victims of the disaster."
Ye Qingxuan was silent and did not speak.
He already understands.
Now, after walking all the way for several days, all he saw were desolate cities and villages, with no roosters crowing for thousands of miles, empty towns and villages occupied by thieves.
In this world, even thieves are weak and can't hold a knife steady.
Fearing military disaster, these landless people abandoned their homeland and became victims of the disaster in the wilderness. There were also wealthy people who fled, equipped Kong's powerful servants with swords, and coordinated with each other to form a convoy and drive on the muddy road.
They were trying to stay away from the fighting.
Ye Qingxuan sighed softly, shook his head, dispelled the unrealistic and distant myths in his mind, and stared at the tragic scene in front of him.
This is reality.
He lowered the curtain.
There was nothing he could do about it.
At a time like this when money was hard to buy, it was already difficult to raise food for him, the driver and the horses.
The funny thing is that Ye Qingxuan was originally ready to fight against the heroes of the world, but now, the heroes of the world are doing their own business and have no time to pay attention to him.
Everywhere they went, all the musicians stayed away cautiously, and no one dared to stop Ye Qingxuan.
Some people even prepared food and fodder so that Ye Qingxuan could get on his way quickly.
This carriage was given as a gift by someone else.
Ever since he came to the East, this ridiculous feeling of alienation has been lingering on Ye Qingxuan. This is obviously his hometown, but everyone who looks at him feels that he is an outsider.
No matter war or suffering, it has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't even want to have anything to do with him.
Just stay away.
When he doesn't exist.
This attitude of being uncooperative and indifferent is extremely irritating.
Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and tapped his fingers on the seat.
He didn't mind others being scornful of him. Anyway, they didn't dare to do anything except scorn and stay away, and they didn't even dare to look him in the eye.
All he wants is to take Bai Xi away.
Don't care about other things.
Soon, a voice came from outside the carriage.
"Sir, don't let me pass in front of you."
Ye Qingxuan opened the car curtain and saw the crowds of victims in front of him. The sound of wailing and shouting came. In the chaos, the gate of the towering city gate in front was closed tightly.
The cliffs on both sides were high, and the soldiers in iron armor looked down with cold eyes, holding bows in their hands, and the arrow pots were filled with bows and arrows.
Accompanied by the angry shouts of the city guarding musicians above the city gate, the sound of bowstrings tightening became one.
Under the threat of death, the victims surged back like a tide, no longer daring to step forward.
In the end, everyone saw Ye Qingxuan walking towards the city gate.
After noticing Ye Qingxuan's gentle and majestic ether fluctuations, as well as the ether tornado that ordinary people could hardly see, the face of the city guard musician changed.
"Stop those who come, those who are good at city gates will be killed without mercy!"
"Why don't you let me pass?"
Ye Qingxuan's voice sounded in front of him, still so clear despite the long distance.
The expression of the city guard musician changed for a while, but in the end, he still gritted his teeth: "The chaos is driven by thieves. If you open the city gate lightly, there will be chaos! Tianmen Pass involves the safety of the country. No one can pass through here without the order of the superior officer..."
Ye Qingxuan frowned, raised his palm, and threw the sign in his hand over the city gate—it was the identity certificate given to him by the Emperor of Cathay when he was in the Holy City.
"If the emperor's decree had not changed, I should still be the Marquis Changyu of Cathay, the head of the Ye family... Even I can't go there?"
For a moment, in the dead silence, the eyes of the musician at the top of the city turned dark.
The head of the Ye family
Wait, wasn't the Ye family wiped out decades ago
But the sign in front of me is indeed canonized by His Majesty himself. But now aren't all the nine surnames of Longmai rebelling? Moreover, all the princes with the nine surnames were completely deposed...
Doesn't he know it now
No, the one who came here has already become a scepter, and there is absolutely no way he could be so stupid.
Or is this Bai Heng's trick
For a moment, the city guarding musician's mind was spinning, and he still couldn't figure out Ye Qingxuan's purpose of coming, and his level was simply not up to the message that was now being circulated among many scepter musicians.
Soon, he thought of the order he received yesterday, gritted his teeth, and threw the sign aside.
"cannot!"
He flatly rejected Ye Qingxuan's request: "Without His Majesty's will and Shangguan's order, the city gate cannot be opened!"
Ye Qingxuan sighed, "Then where is your superior?"
"in the city."
"What about your Majesty?"
"Nonsense, of course we are in the capital." The city guard musician looked at him as if he were an idiot.
"In other words, if I don't have your majesty's will and your superior's warrant, then I can't enter the city." Ye Qingxuan nodded: "But if I can't enter the city, how can I go to your superior to ask for the warrant? Are you looking for His Majesty to give orders?"
The city guard musician was stunned for a moment, and his expression immediately turned ugly.
"Ahaha, I'm just kidding, please don't pay attention."
Ye Qingxuan sighed softly and rolled up his sleeves: "Anyway, I didn't expect you to let me get my things back smoothly from the beginning. However, since you are blocking me, there is nothing wrong with me doing it myself now. Accusing, right?”
Before he finished speaking, the sword of the New Testament emerged from his hand, and the matrix of the World Tree condensed from the sky.
The calm ether fluctuations turned into violent rage, rising into the sky.
The entire city was shaken.
Like the sun falling, countless dust flew up fearfully and danced in the air.
A piercing siren sounded from the depths of Tianmen Pass. In an instant, hundreds of musicians on standby were launched into the air... Terrifying pressure locked on Ye Qingxuan's body.
"Yes, this will make it fun."
Ye Qingxuan laughed.
This is right, this is good.
If no one was blocking the way, he wouldn't look like a villain who came to rob people.
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Tianmen Pass is built on the edge of danger, and it stands between two mountains. The mountain is so high that there is nowhere to climb. The three gates inside and outside are almost impeccable. There are arrow holes and mechanisms on the wall. There is a gate every twenty steps at the top of the city. The iron pot is boiling oil day and night.
Although to ordinary people, the height of several hundred meters is considered towering.
But for musicians, even ordinary musicians, with a little preparation, they can fly through the air.
However, compared to the impregnable city gate, the sky above the city gate is the real death trap. Among the three internal and external passes, Zijin Pass is the largest, but Tianmen Pass is the most dangerous.
It is precisely because this place is blessed by the Great Wall.
The city gate on the earth is as solid as gold and iron, and the sky above the city gate is also filled with a massive torrent of ether, forming an invisible wall. Once you enter it rashly, you will probably be blocked by the Great Wall in an instant, and then, it will be comparable to the entire city. The terrifying power of Cathay is exerted on it, the terrifying power enough to crush charcoal into diamonds will strangle all living creatures.
There are strong passes on the ground to protect the people, and the Great Wall in the sky covers them.
This is the real Tianmen Pass.
Compared with the sky, which looks empty but actually hides murderous intent, breaking through from the ground is the easiest way. There are only two records of Tianmen Pass being breached in the past dynasties, and once it was opened from the inside by a traitor.
The only time that could be considered a frontal attack was when they used the most brutal method to forcibly attack Tianmen Pass for six months. The corpses were everywhere, and they almost leveled the terrifying height and occupied the city.
Therefore, everyone has always placed unparalleled confidence in Tianmen Pass.
But now, that unshakable confidence has somewhat dissipated.
And there is only one enemy.
But... is that guy really still a human
At this moment, the torrent of ether spewing out from Ye Qingxuan's body intertwined into burning light clouds in the sky. Under the matrix of the World Tree, thunder formed by countless revolutionary music theories emerged from the light clouds, The shocking and crazy electric light gathered into a beam, fell into Ye Qingxuan's hand, and merged with the sword of the New Testament.
Facing the slowly raised electric sword, the nearly indestructible city wall made of bluestone, reinforced by the barrier, shrouded in dragon veins, actually started to tremble.
The city gate was like a beast, roaring wildly.
Countless dust emerged chaotically, rose up, and spread in all directions.
In the blazing light and heat, the crown of the Yellow King emerged from the void, blessing Ye Qingxuan's body, causing the majestic divinity to circulate in his body, flowing between the human body and the World Tree.
The incarnation of the gods descends here.
The mighty power of God is in the hands of man, and it glows with magnificent music.
The Gangnir that once nearly penetrated the barrier of Avalon reappeared, one, two, three, four. In the end, from the power of the new world, dozens of Gangnir overlapped. At the same time, the power of Odin, the original natural disaster, was restored.
At that moment, the Spear of Destruction shot out of the air!
Amidst the roar of the heaven and earth shaking, the loud noise spread for hundreds of miles in an instant, the earth shook violently, and the earth fixed as a piece of iron trembled, and outside the barrier, there was a faint sound that covered the entire Tianmen Pass. The enclosing annular fissure.
Originally, Tianmen Pass was like a nail driven into a dangerous place, but now, under Ye Qingxuan's hammering, can this nail avoid falling apart
In an instant, the outer barrier broke through, and then, it collided with the projection of the Great Wall. Countless cracks emerged from the void. Amidst the roar, the burning Gangnir moved forward inch by inch.
The musician guarding the city turned pale and wanted to retreat, but was fixed in place by the terrifying pressure and found it difficult to hide. He could only watch as Gangnir flew towards his head inch by inch.
Even if 90% of the power is consumed by the Great Wall, the remaining 10% is definitely not a power that humans can withstand!
Just the aftermath was enough to evaporate everyone in the entire city into ashes.
At that moment, a hand pulled the musician guarding the city away from his place, threw him aside, and then faced the stabbing Gangnir.
In the fierce light, the terrifying movement spread, like the crazy heartbeat of a giant, like an iron drum, like thunder, it was shocking, making everyone's eyesight go dark.
When the lightning dissipated, the slightly older middle-aged man couldn't help but take a few steps back. There were scorch marks on his palm. The wound was difficult to heal, and there was still lightning dancing in it.
He sighed, closed his palms, and looked at the city guard musician who was slumped next to him. His eyes turned cold:
"I should have been informed of this kind of thing at the earliest. Why did you make such a decision?"
The musician's face twitched and he said nothing.
He sighed and waved his hand impatiently: "I don't know who ordered you to do this. You can go down and explain it to Wei Ting yourself."
Soon, two court captains came forward and dragged the musician, like a dead dog, to the top of the city.
Until now, the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, hid his injured palm behind his back, and looked at the young man below the city.
"Long time no see. You've become stronger, little Ye Zi..."
"Mr. Hu?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing softly: "Are you okay?"