After a lapse of several years, I returned to Nantai Mansion again.
In this piece of land, the prosperity of the past has disappeared, replaced by a dead air and gloom.
The once beautiful and splendid palace city is now in ruins, blood stains the walls, the sky is covered with dead clouds, and the rivers flow with blood. Carrion corpses are entrenched here, walking stiffly, rigidly, and ferociously on the ancient road, shuttling through this ancient city.
The ancient city has become a corpse city.
Feng Feiyun and Da Zizai first came to the holy lake. The lake was dry a few years ago, the bottom of the lake was cracked, overgrown with weeds, and it became like a depression. The holy monument once stood in this depression, but now it has flown away.
Da Zizai walked down from the sedan chair, his long black hair reached to his waist, his golden robe rested on the ground, his waist was slender, his hips were straight, and his back was extraordinarily beautiful, like a fairy in a golden robe. .
She stood on the edge of the depression, looking at the void with a pair of star eyes, she didn't know what she was thinking, and after a long time, she walked back into the sedan chair and continued on.
Then came to Banta Mountain!
The ancient altar on the top of the mountain has flown away. The female devil once realized the Tao in the altar. Feng Chi also climbed out of this mountain. Now there are still many corpses gathered here, and it has turned into a corpse mountain. It looks very dark at night. It was gloomy, and from time to time, desolate corpses roared from the mountains, making people horrified.
Da Zizai didn't stop here, spared the mountain of corpses, and rushed straight to the Yuhua Tomb.
In the middle of the night that day, Da Zizai and Feng Feiyun had already arrived at the Ascension Tomb. On this wasteland, the soil of the earth was black, darker than the sky, like the color of blood dried up.
There was a cold wind blowing on the field, and the air was a bit cold.
After arriving at Yuhua Tomb, Da Zizai put away the sedan chair, revealing his true body.
She is indeed as recorded in the ancient books, with a face that is alluring, a very tall figure, and a particularly beautiful curve, walking in the wilderness like a elf in the night.
Her face is very similar to Long Luofu, even her temperament is the same, but she is more arrogant and more imposing than Long Luofu, Feng Feiyun sees a kind of disdain in her eyes, it is a A look that doesn't put anyone in his eyes.
So proud!
It was as if she herself was the supreme emperor, and Feng Feiyun was just her servant.
She used to be the supreme empress, and she developed a supreme heart. In the eyes of the emperor, everyone is just a servant and servant, and it is impossible to become friends with anyone.
"Feng Feiyun, you are very proficient in formation?" she said.
Feng Feiyun didn't look at her directly, stepped on the soil of the Yuhua Tomb, and let out a casual "um".
Da Zizai's brows wrinkled, very displeased, a pair of beautiful eyes with a cold color, like a flash of lightning flashing in his eyes, said: "No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of this emperor, are you not afraid of death? "
"It's not that I'm not afraid of death! It's that I know you won't let me go, why should I be polite to you?" Feng Feiyun said.
Da Zizai laughed instead of being angry, with a beautiful smile and a pleasant laughter, and she didn't know what she was laughing, so she smiled for a long time before she put away her smile, "You are an interesting person, if it weren't for the Yuhuatai, this emperor might be It will really spare a life."
The two were walking on the Yuhua Tomb Plain, and there was a strange tacit understanding. They were not talking. Da Zizai asked the sentence, "Are you very proficient in formation techniques?" After that, they didn't ask again, nor did they deliberately search for the teleportation of the earth. array.
What does Da Zizai seem to be remembering
In the distance, there was a burst of fire, and people could vaguely be seen dancing, and many people gathered.
There were the sounds of drums and conch shells, as well as the recitation of sacrifices. There were also many naked men dancing around the fire, and old people knelt under the altar and recited strange languages.
Feng Feiyun didn't expect to see human beings on the Ascension Tomb, and they were ordinary people who didn't know any cultivation. There were about 3,000 people. It seemed that they were a tribe, and they were offering sacrifices.
"Those are the natives above the Yuhua Tomb, Daling Mengren. Although the corpse is all over the Nantaifu, they dare not enter the Yuhua Tomb, but these ordinary people survived." Da Zizai said, and then left past.
The Shenjin Dynasty has a vast territory, and there are many large and small ethnic groups living in thousands, and only the Jin Emperor of the Shenjin Dynasty can remember all these ethnic groups.
Feng Feiyun looked at her graceful back and followed.
"Dear guest, tonight is the sleepless night of our Daling Mongolian sacrifice. Anyone who participates in tonight's great sacrifice will be favored by the god of luck." A white-haired old man said with a smile on his face, looking very special. Warm and hospitable, looking forward to Feng Feiyun and Da Zizai.
Four or five young Daling Mongolian men and women stared curiously at the two guests who came, and also took the initiative to invite them to join the big sacrificial carnival.
Da Zizai's aura was completely restrained, and there was a layer of mist covering her face. These Daling Meng people couldn't see her face clearly, so they couldn't feel the pressure. They all smiled kindly.
"Ok!"
She actually agreed.
The people of the Daling Mongolian people were very happy and cheered. The patriarch asked people to slaughter the cattle and sheep, and carry them into the big wine jar.
"You empress, you are quite close to the people!" She had already been sentenced to death anyway, Feng Feiyun was not very polite to her. After dancing with a Daling Mongolian woman, she sat down to the big mountain. Next to the real person Zizai, he drank the crude wine in a kiln pot.
Da Zizai was sitting under the stone platform, with a pottery plate in front of her, with a large piece of golden beef shank in it. She stretched out two slender fingers of jade and green onion, tore off a small piece of beef, and put it on the table. In the rosy and crystal lips, chewing lightly, the movements are very elegant.
She didn't look at Feng Feiyun and said: "When I was a child, I was studying in the school. The Taifu said that to become an emperor, you must first have an emperor's heart. The emperor's heart is a supreme heart. The heart of the people, the heart of the people, the heart of ruthlessness. One person is the emperor, and all things are ministers. One word is feared by all people. If you can't do this, you can't be an emperor."
"I'm so tired!" Feng Feiyun looked up at the sky.
Da Zizai looked at Feng Feiyun and said, "Tired? As an emperor, there must be some loyal, some used, some envied, some jealous, some coveted, some angry..."
"Is there no one you can trust?" Feng Feiyun said.
She shook her head, "You can only trust yourself!"
Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "I'm curious about one thing. Since the emperor's heart is unique and supreme, your royal family now has three emperors. If you return to the capital of God, who will be the only one in charge?"
Da Zizai was silent for a long time, and did not answer Feng Feiyun's words, her beautiful eyes drooped, and she tore off a small piece of golden beef, fed it into her mouth, and chewed it gently.
"Big brother, big brother, ask for a rose flower for my sister!"
A seven- or eight-year-old girl, with red cheeks, covered with animal skins, and carried a cylindrical wooden box on her back, stared at Feng Feiyun with round eyes, with the most innocent smile.
Feng Feiyun gave Da Zizai a slight glance, touched the little girl's little braid of the Floral Cloth Gang, and said with a smile, "Little sister, what is Mei Nan Hua?"
"It is a very beautiful and beautiful flower. On this piece of land, only this kind of flower can be found in the soil. It is very rare. Every man and woman who can dig a rose in the sleepless night will get it for a lifetime. Good luck, we will be together forever." The little girl said very seriously and looking forward to it.
"This... I'm really unlucky recently. If there is such a flower in this world, it must be the most beautiful flower in the world." Feng Feiyun touched the little girl's cheek and asked, "Where can I get this flower? "
The little girl blinked and looked a little dazed, and said, "In the story of the patriarch's grandfather."
Feng Feiyun suddenly realized that this innocent little girl had never seen this kind of flower, but only heard of it in the story.
Feng Feiyun looked at the barren wilderness. On the top of the ascension tomb, let alone flowers, it was difficult to see even grass. This little girl is afraid that she has never seen flowers in her life. What does it look like? So she ran over and asked Feng Feiyun to ask for a rose.
She just wanted to see good things.
She stared at Feng Feiyun's eyes tightly, her pupils were round, like black gems, full of anticipation.
How can Feng Feiyun show her the flowers that only exist in the story
"Don't let the little girl down, go find and dig a rose flower and come back." Da Zizai stood up suddenly, with a tone of command, as if it was the next emperor's decree.
Feng Feiyun didn't have much interest in her imperial decree, but he didn't want to disappoint the little girl, so the three of them searched for Mei Nan Hua on the wasteland together.
The little girl looked very happy, grabbed Feng Feiyun's hand tightly, and said in a tender voice, "Big brother, have you sent flowers to my sister?"
"This..." Feng Feiyun saw that Da Zizai was not angry, and then said: "No."
"Then why didn't you send her?" she asked curiously.
"She... doesn't like it!" Feng Feiyun said.
The little girl ran to Da Zizai's side again, grabbed Da Zizai's arm, and said, "Sister, sister, brother said you don't like flowers, is that so?"
"Should... like it!" Da Zizai said.
"I should have liked it, how beautiful the flowers are! The flowers are the most beautiful! If I dig up a rose flower later, I will definitely let my big brother give it to you and put it on your head with his own hands. The patriarch said that he has a flower on his head. Girls are the most beautiful girls. Right?"
"right!"
Feng Feiyun was really looking for it with all his heart, and he used all his Xiaoyan techniques, just like a treasure hunter looking for a mineral vein in the ground. Suddenly, there was a slight fluctuation in the ground, which was very subtle.
Feng Feiyun squatted down and threw it three feet deep into the soil. A gentle white light came from below, as bright as moonlight.