Time seemed to stop at this moment.
Stardust shattered like snow flakes were suspended in the night sky in front of the Mausoleum of the Book of Heaven.
Xun Mei and Shi Qing looked at each other quietly.
A snowflake fell from the eaves of the gazebo and landed on the armor of history, and quickly melted into water, and then evaporated into steam.
Time starts running again.
Gou Hanshi's expression changed slightly, he let go of Chen Changsheng's hand without hesitation, and grabbed the hilt of the iron ruler sword at Qijian's waist, and pulled out the sword like lightning.
Chen Changsheng's reaction was also extremely quick. With a clang, he pulled out the Wenshui Sword from Tang Thirty-Six's waist.
The two swords pierced through the light snow floating in front of the boys, blocking them across the way.
A loud bang sounded in front of Shinto!
Immediately afterwards, there were countless crackling sounds, countless ice cubes cracked, and then there was the sound of howling wind and snow.
I don't know how long it took before the venue became quiet again.
The stardust is not real snow, and naturally there is no snow on the Shinto in front of the gazebo.
Xun Mei left dozens of footprints on the Shinto, but snow accumulated in the frontmost footprint.
The footprints were originally wet, with clear water from the shallow ditch, but at this moment they were frozen into snow flakes.
Those footprints, starting from the front, gradually turned into snow color.
Every step becomes snow, and the footprints become blurred.
As if like the person who walked on the Shinto before, he started to back away.
Those footprints kept turning into snow, kept disappearing, and kept retreating until they reached that line.
Xun Mei's will retreated back into his body.
His leaning forward body straightened as if he had been hit hard.
boom! Xun Mei left the ground and swept towards the back of the night sky, her black hair fluttering, and the few strands of white hair hidden in between were still eye-catching under the starlight.
But what was more colorful was the stream of blood spurting from his mouth.
With a snap, he fell heavily on the twisted drains, splashing a great deal of water.
Watching this scene, Chen Changsheng ran towards that side regardless of the aftermath of the still dangerous aura. For some reason, he just felt that Xun Mei was very close.
The night sky on the stone flat is the same as the ground, there are cracks everywhere, it is very scary, only tens of feet away, Chen Changsheng's clothes were cut into countless very fine holes, and many white marks appeared on the skin , if it is not perfectly washed, it will definitely be dripping with blood, and it may not even be possible to run in front of Xun Mei.
The night wind gradually calmed down, all the snow dust turned into stars, and the Tianshu Mausoleum returned to tranquility, so Gou Hanshi put down the iron ruler sword in his hand.
At the last moment before, there were countless crackling sounds in the field, which were the sharp air currents generated by the collision of the breaths of the two strong men, sweeping the sound in all directions. If it wasn't for Gou Hanshi and Chen Changsheng's quick wit and sword confrontation, the teenagers would definitely be injured. Fortunately, although this battle was horrific, there were only a few aftermaths left after those auras collided in front of them, and the Iron Ruler Sword was the magic sword of the Discipline Hall of the Lishan Sword Sect. What kind of injury is it? It's just that there are many fine wounds on the back of Gou Hanshi's hand, and blood is spilling out.
He handed the iron ruler sword to Qi Jian, and also ran to the field.
Chen Changsheng had already carried Xun Mei out of the ditch and was feeling his pulse.
Xun Mei was lying on the ground, the blood sprayed on her clothes was washed away by the ditch water, and no wounds could be seen.
Like Chen Changsheng, Gou Hanshi felt that Xun Mei was very close to him for some reason. When Xun Mei entered the divine way, he silently cheered for Xun Mei. Naturally, he didn't want anything to happen to him, so he asked, "How is it?"
Chen Changsheng withdrew his fingers from Xun Mei's veins, and after a moment of silence, shook his head.
The battle between two powerhouses who are in the upper realm of gathering stars, or even close to the holy realm, is more terrifying than the visions presented before the Shinto. Xun Mei's body has no wounds on the surface, but in fact her body The meridians in Li have been completely broken, and the Youfu has been broken. Although the sea of consciousness is not damaged, it is no longer possible to survive.
This was completely different from Chen Changsheng's own physical condition.
Gou Hanshi remained silent.
Tang Thirty-Six and the others also rushed over at this time.
In the gazebo, the God of History bowed his head, his old face was once again covered by armor, it was dark, except for the dust that was still flying, it seemed that he hadn't moved at all.
No one noticed, a faint sigh sounded there.
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"Please send me out of the mausoleum."
Xun Mei looked at the teenagers and said weakly, "I've stayed here for thirty-seven years, and I'm really tired. I don't want to die here in the end."
Although he was weak, his expression was very calm. For a monk, if he could obtain the Tao after seeking the Tao, there would be no resentment.
Gou Hanshi thought for a while and asked, "Do you... have anything to say?"
"I still have the strength to say my last words, don't worry about this moment."
Xun Mei smiled with difficulty, then looked at them, and said seriously: "Thank you children."
This is the second time he has solemnly expressed his thanks.
Zhexiu said blankly, "We didn't do anything."
Xun Mei looked at him and said, "I finally know why I died, it's all because of your sentence to die soberly, how can I not thank you?"
Chen Changsheng watched him hesitate to speak.
Xun Mei smiled and said, "Do you want to talk about staying overnight?"
Chen Changsheng thought to himself that you are going to die, why would I ask this.
Xun Mei said: "It's just a shabby house, you can live in it if you want, I've stayed here for thirty-seven years, and every year after the big imperial examination, I always see some children who sleep in the open for days before they wake up. Looking for a place to live everywhere... But I like quietness, you can live there, and others don't."
There was some other meaning to this sentence, but Chen Changsheng and the others would not notice it at this time.
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Gou Hanshi picked up Xun Mei and put it on Guan Feibai's back, and the boys sent Xun Mei to the outside of the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books.
For some unknown reason, those stele attendants never showed up.
Arriving at the main gate of Tianshu Mausoleum, without waiting for Tang Sanshiliu to call for someone, the stone gate opened slowly by itself.
The ground trembled slightly, and the lights outside the mausoleum also became a little shaken. The soldiers guarding the mausoleum were already waiting outside.
Xun Mei signaled Guan Feibai to put herself down, and walked outside the Mausoleum of Tianshu.
Chen Changsheng and the others looked at his back with extremely complicated emotions.
This former proud son of the Heavenly Dao Academy, who has read the stele in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books for thirty-seven years, can finally go out tonight.
But, probably only tonight.
Xun Mei herself didn't seem to have any emotion, and walked out casually.
Thirty-seven years between entering the Mausoleum of Books and leaving the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books is just the time between the closing of the stone gate, and the time between life and death.
Outside the Tianshu Mausoleum, there were two people who had been waiting for Xunmei.
Chen Changsheng and the others recognized Mao Qiuyu, the dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy, and stood inside the door to salute one after another, and were a little curious, who was that other person
If it were normal times, when Mao Qiuyu saw young people like Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi, he would definitely give a few words of advice, but at this time, besides Xun Mei, there might be other people in his eyes. He took two quick steps, stepped forward to support Xun Mei, his lips trembled slightly, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Xun Mei forcibly took two steps back, saluted, and then said with a trembling voice: "Senior brother, I have let you down."
When Mao Qiuyu heard this senior brother's voice, he burst into tears and said, "Why did you come here, why did you come here!"
Seeing her senior brother weeping, Xun Mei couldn't hold back anymore, her eyes were wet and she said, "It's lucky that I finally woke up."
Then he looked at the other person and said, "I didn't expect that you would be waiting for me outside the mausoleum."
The man's emotions were very complicated, and he said, "I always thought you would leave the mausoleum today, but I didn't expect that you would come out of the mausoleum like this."
Xun Mei said with some shame: "I have let you down all these years."
The man's expression was serious, and he said in disapproval: "Why are you disappointed? In the battle tonight, you have turned stars into snow, and you have glimpsed the sacred road. If the God of History is not the guardian of the tomb, and you are not wearing that armor, you may not be able to do it." Better than you, in terms of realm cultivation, you have already surpassed me."
Xun Mei was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and said a little unconfidently, "You mean, I have surpassed you?"
The man said, "You know I never tell a lie, even now."
Xun Mei was stunned, and said: "Since I was twelve years old, I have fought against you 127 times, and I have never won. Unexpectedly, I won one match in the end."
After saying this, he laughed happily, extremely happy, like an innocent child, and the chill between his brows completely dissipated.
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng and the others knew who that person was, and couldn't help but be surprised.
I saw that the man's cloth shirt was very clean, but the distance between his eyebrows and eyes was a bit close, so he looked very distressed. Could it be that man
Yes, this man who already holds half of Huaiyuan's wealth, but still makes people feel extremely poor, is one of the most famous strong men in the world today, Tianliang Wang Po.
Wang Po looked at Xun Mei and said earnestly: "In the future, I will cultivate to Congsheng and climb to the top of the mausoleum for you to have a look."
Xun Mei smiled and said, "That's you too, not me. In the end, are you still mad at me?"
Wang Po said: "Then what should I say in the end?"
Xun Mei was obviously interested in this question, and asked curiously, "What do you most want to tell me?"
Wang Po thought about it seriously, and then said, "Thank you."
When he said thank you, his expression was very sincere, without any falsehood, nor was it consolation.
Yes, without the astonishingly talented Tianliang Wang Po back then, how could Xun Mei have been trapped in Tianshu Mausoleum for thirty-seven years.
Without the persevering Xunmei who refused to admit defeat and kept chasing after him, how could there be the current Tianliang Wang Po
Xun Mei looked at him quietly and said, "You're welcome."
The stone door slowly closed.
The last scene Chen Changsheng and others saw was Xun Mei closing her eyes in Mao Qiuyu's arms.
Back in the thatched hut, the teenagers were either sitting on the threshold, or stepping on the fence, or looking at the Mausoleum of Books, all silent.
Gou Hanshi was the oldest and had the highest realm. Logically speaking, he should have said something at this time, but he didn't.
Winning the imperial examination and entering the Mausoleum of Books, for the young people, this is the time when they should be most energetic. Who would have thought that they would see such a thing on the first night.
In the future, among them, who will say thank you to whom, and who will say you are welcome to whom
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