The black piece of wood in Nanke's hand suddenly lit up.
She looked down at the black wood that seemed to be turning into jade. She looked at it for a long time, her expression was extremely focused, and her usually indifferent and even dull eyes gradually became vivid and bright.
Through this piece of black wood, she clearly felt that a certain connection had been established between herself and the tall mausoleum in the distance.
Something in the mausoleum is constantly calling to the soul tree, and at the same time sending an invitation to her.
Before entering the grassland where the sun never sets, she didn't know the specific function of the piece of black wood that the teacher gave her, but now, everything is clear.
This is the core of Zhou Ling, or a part of the core, and the other part is in Zhou Ling at this time.
She couldn't control Zhou Ling through this piece of black wood, but she could control the monster beasts flooding the grassland behind her.
The contact from the mausoleum in the distance made her confirm that it was Zhou Tomb, the place she was looking for, and at the same time, if it was not wrong, Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng were in that tomb.
At this moment, she even felt a little grateful to Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.
If it wasn't for Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong leading the way, she would have no way to find Zhou Ling and get close to it, so as to establish a connection between Heimu and the soul hub.
You know, even her teacher couldn't cross this vast grassland to find Zhou Ling's location.
Nan Ke's eyes became brighter and brighter, and they were no longer as dull as usual, as if a flame was burning in them.
In that mausoleum there is the inheritance of Zhou Dufu.
Only she knows how important Zhou Dufu's inheritance is to her school.
From her point of view, the inheritance in that mausoleum, even the mausoleum itself, the grassland on which the sun never sets, and even the entire Zhou Garden should belong to her master.
This is the world that Shimen left behind, and today, she will finally take it back.
Unlike Nan Ke, Teng Xiaoming and Liu Wan'er, the magic general couple, were more moved by the fact that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were able to find this tomb.
You must know that since Zhou Yuan appeared in this world, it has been hundreds of years. Countless talented and determined humans and demon practitioners have come here to try to find Zhou Ling, but none of them succeeded.
The military adviser's understanding of Zhou Yuan is obviously far better than that of the saints in the human world, but there is no way to do it.
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong did it.
It really is the future of the human world.
The military counselor had far-sighted considerations, and spent so much resources and efforts to kill these young humans in the Zhou Garden, it really made sense.
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Somewhere in the grassland where the sun never sets, the reeds and weeds were cut off by something sharp and thickly paved to form a huge floating island, which should be very comfortable to lie on.
Qi Jian was leaning on the haystack, looking at a certain direction in the sky, her pale face was full of fear, and her eyes, which were somewhat dim because of the serious injury, became even darker.
At this time, it was almost twilight. Logically speaking, the sky should turn red and warm, but right now, it was dark.
The reason for the darkness was not because there were clouds there and it was about to rain, but because there was a huge shadow covering the entire sky.
That huge shadow slowly moved up and down with the strong wind in the high sky, like a pair of wings.
It's just... How can there be such a big bird in the world, which can cover thousands of miles of sky with its wings? How can the world accommodate such creatures
Could this be the legend... no, the mythical roc
According to legend, in the far west, outside Daxizhou, on the boundless sea, there lived a strange beast named Dapeng, with its wings spread out, thousands of miles away.
It is said that this kind of roc is extremely powerful and has half-stepped into the sacred realm. Even the powerful from the holy realm in the human world will find it difficult to defeat it.
How did such a terrifying roc live in this grassland? Where does it usually hide? Why didn't it leave Zhouyuan? If not, then what force in this grassland is restraining it
The more Qi Jian thought about it, the more frightened she became, her little face became paler and paler.
After fleeing for dozens of days, the sword wound in her lower abdomen has healed on the surface, but the wound in her body has not improved, but gradually deteriorated. At this time, her mind was agitated and she coughed uncomfortably.
Zhexiu brought a bowl of medicinal soup from nowhere, handed it to her, and said, "Drink."
It's still so concise and clear.
It can be seen that after traveling together for dozens of days, Qijian has become very familiar with him and relied on him, coupled with his serious injury and weakness, he naturally showed the expression of a little daughter, and said angrily like a baby: "It's so hard, it's useless."
Zhexiu said that if Chen Changsheng was here, they would definitely be able to cure their poison and injuries, but in fact he had lived alone in the snowy field since he was a child, and he had to seek medical treatment by himself no matter when he was injured or sick. If in the world outside Zhou Garden, no matter how serious the sword wound Qijian suffered, he would be sure to heal her. The problem is that this is a grassland where the sun never sets, and there are very few types of plants growing between the water pool and the dry land. Most of them are reeds and weeds, and it is difficult to find suitable herbs. The medicinal soup he made for her these days is a hard-to-find kudzu leaf rhizome. It tastes really bad, and the medicinal effect is mediocre, but... better to drink than not to drink.
So listening to Qi Jian's complaints and coquettishness, his answer was as simple and straightforward as before: "If you don't drink, spank your ass."
Qi Jian's pale face was slightly flushed, and she subconsciously stretched her left hand behind her to cover it.
Obviously, such dialogues, such coquetry and resentment, such concise answers have happened many times in these days.
It was even possible that he had actually spanked her, like a child.
The method of folding sleeves is very useful, and Qijian doesn't seem to be disgusted, and he likes to be taught a few words by him coldly.
Like a little animal, she leaned close to his hand, took small sips and slowly began to drink the medicinal soup. For some reason, she felt that the medicinal soup was still a bit sweet.
After drinking the medicinal soup, the injury was stimulated by the medicinal power, and she coughed again, two ominous blushes appeared on her pale face, and she looked extremely uncomfortable.
Zhexiu moved behind her, stretched out his right palm to grab her side neck, and slowly infused the real essence into her body according to the method Chen Changsheng had said in the Tianshu Mausoleum.
He has done this kind of thing many times and is very skilled.
The floating island composed of reeds and weeds is peaceful.
Qijian closed her eyes, her body trembled slightly, her face was pale.
Zhexiu would occasionally open his eyes and look into the distance.
He can't see anything, but is used to being on the alert.
And only when Qijian closed his eyes, he could open them.
Because in the depths of his pupils, those dark green flames that represent toxins have become deeper and deeper, almost occupying the entire pupils, so gorgeous that it makes one's heart palpitate.
If he can't get out of this grassland and leave Zhou Garden, then his eyes may never recover.
He didn't tell Qijian about it.
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After an unknown amount of time, Zhexiu's palm left Qijian's back.
Qijian coughed twice, feeling that the real essence in his body was flowing a little smoother, not as uncomfortable as before.
"What should we do next?" She looked at Zhe Xiu and asked softly, with a timid expression, as if she was worried that this question would affect his mood.
Zhexiu looked at the terrifying shadow in the distance, and remained silent. In the past few days, they haven't encountered any monsters again. This grassland is very quiet and strange. He knows that it must be related to the huge shadow in the sky, but he doesn't know what happened there.
"There must be other human practitioners coming in." Qijian said: "The shadow may be a conspiracy of the demons, should we go over and help?"
"No." Zhexiu said: "Whether it is a conspiracy of the demons or not, it has nothing to do with us."
Qi Jian opened his eyes wide and said puzzledly, "But... maybe some human practitioners are being attacked."
Zhexiu said: "First of all, it's too far away, we can't catch up. Second, we can't beat that big roc. Third, I'm not a human practitioner, so I have no obligation to help those people. Finally, if I didn't miscalculate , this matter may be our only chance to leave this grassland."
Qijian looked at his side face, wanted to say something, but finally didn't say anything.
She grew up in the Lishan Sword Sect since she was a child, and the education she received prevented her from watching humans being attacked by demons and ignoring them, but the reasons Zhexiu said were too sufficient, and most importantly, she knew very well that During this journey of fleeing in the grassland, she was his burden, so she has no right to ask him to take another risk.
"The most important thing is that your injury is very serious. If you don't think about it, you will die soon." Zhexiu looked at her expressionlessly and said.
Looking at his face, Qijian suddenly felt a little sad, thinking that he was going to die, how could you be so calm
Zhexiu didn't know what she was thinking at all, and continued: "I smelled it on the water just now. There should be a few drunken sour branches two miles ahead."
Qi Jian looked slightly different and asked, "What is that?"
Zhexiu said: "A kind of wild grass, monsters or war horses will be unconscious after eating it by mistake."
Qi Jian suddenly had a very bad thought, and asked: "Who are you... planning to eat for?"
"Of course it's for you to eat."
Zhexiu felt that her question was very stupid, so he frowned slightly and said: "You are exhausted now, for some reason, you like to talk very much these days, it is obviously because of the serious injury, after eating drunk rosewood, take a good rest. Sleeping, although it won't help the injury, at least it can make you last for a while."
Qijian was quiet for a while, and then asked cautiously: "That kind of grass...have you ever eaten it?"
Zhexiu said blankly, "After eating that kind of grass, you will fall asleep and become unconscious. Even a ground mouse can eat you. Of course I have never eaten it."
Qijian said slightly annoyed: "Then let me eat."
Zhe Xiu said: "I can't sleep, you are naturally safe."
This is a simple and objective statement, but in the ears of the fourteen-year-old girl, it feels like some kind of promise, which makes her feel very warm.
"How long will you sleep after eating that grass?" she asked.
Zhexiu was silent for a while and said, "I haven't seen anyone eat it, so... I don't know."
Qi Jian was silent for a while, then quietly said: "Then you let me eat?"
It's still the same five words, with the same meaning, but there are some subtle differences in emotion.
"No poison, nothing will happen."
"I don't want to eat."
"If my deduction is correct, eating that grass will at least allow you to survive for another ten days."
"But it is possible to sleep for a hundred days, a thousand days."
"Do you humans like to speak so pompously?"
"Anyway, I don't want to eat it." Qijian insisted.
Zhexiu didn't know why she was so persistent. After a moment of silence, she used the tried-and-tested tactic again: "If you don't eat, spank."
In the past tens of days, at many times, such as when eating very bitter herbs, such as when she insisted on hugging him before going to sleep, such as she insisted on washing his face every morning, but insisted on refusing to agree to it before nightfall. When asking him to help wash the feet, or when the differences between two people are too big to make up, he will use this trick in the end.
Along the way, he had already discovered that this closed disciple of the head of the Lishan Sword Sect and Yao girl in the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God was not the kind of delicate and spoiled girl he imagined, with a stubborn, resolute and even stubborn personality. Not to mention beating her, even his threat to throw her down couldn't make her change her mind.
She was only afraid of being spanked by him.
Zhexiu didn't know why, it was obvious that there was the most flesh and the pain was the least painful.
Maybe because it's a woman.
He has read books on the human world and knows about it, but he just can't understand it.
Thinking about Qijian's performance along the way, he felt that human beings are really troublesome, especially women.
Why do we have to wash our face after waking up every day? You know how can there be so much water on the snow field, just wipe it off with a lump of snow, what if you don't wipe it off? Poor facial skin care? They were already seriously injured to the point of death, so why bother with those things? Why don't you let yourself wash your feet every night? Don't you know that the most important thing for a long journey is to keep your feet clean and dry, so that you can go further? Well, he was carrying her on his back all the way, and she didn't need to walk, so it really didn't make sense to care too much about washing her feet.
Fortunately, they always have something to fear.
Like spanking.
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Hearing Zhe Xiu's words, Qi Jian's little face blushed slightly, but unexpectedly refused to listen, and said angrily, "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat."
Hearing her innocent and unhappy voice, Zhexiu was slightly startled, wondering what's wrong, not even afraid of spanking today
He thought about the scene when he spanked her for the first and only time a few days ago, he was slightly at a loss, and subconsciously wiped his right hand on his leg.
Seeing his movement, Qijian punched him on the shoulder in embarrassment.
It's just that she is very weak now, this punch naturally has no strength, and it doesn't look like a baby.
"do not be afraid."
Zhexiu thought he had guessed the reason for her disobedience, tried to soften his voice, and said, "As long as I live, I will definitely carry you out."
Qijian reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes, opened his eyes wide, looked at him pitifully, and said, "But who will show you the way?"
Zhexiu couldn't see her appearance, and said, "Wherever the shadow goes, we will go in the opposite direction."
After saying this, he stood up, carried her on his back, walked off the water island made up of weeds and reeds, walked into the shallow water, and walked towards the few rosebush plants.
Qijian hugged him, leaned her small face on his shoulder, didn't speak, and didn't know what she was thinking.
She is very weak now, and she often gets sleepy easily. When she is carried by him these days, she will soon fall asleep.
He was not tall and his shoulders were not broad, but he felt solid to her, like a ship that would never capsize in the vast ocean.
But today she didn't want to sleep, resisting exhaustion and weakness, quietly looking at the sky.
Zhexiu felt it, stopped, and said after a moment of silence: "You really don't want to sleep?"
Qijian acquiesced in his view.
She always felt that if she fell asleep after eating those weeds, it might take a long time before she woke up.
Who will show him the way
When I wake up, will I not see you
If I can't get out of this grassland, am I going to die in a coma
I do not want.
Even if you die, you'd better be awake, so that you can be sure that you are still with me.
Because of her quietness, Zhe Xiu also became quiet.
He didn't know what she was thinking, but he knew she must be thinking a lot of meaningless things.
Humans are indeed troublesome, especially women.
no matter what age.
At that time, the twilight was like blood, but the sky in the distance was as dark as cloudy.
He looked up into the distance, sensed, and confirmed the direction.
After finishing these preparations, he raised his right hand, turned his palm into a knife, and landed on Qijian's neck.
With a soft snap, Qijian passed out.
The whole world is quiet.
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There is a piece of grassland in the Zhou Garden. The sun on the grassland has not set, but it is covered by a terrible shadow. There is a snowfield outside the Zhou Garden. The sun has not risen in the snowfield, and there is also a shadow in the night sky. Compared with the terrifying shadow on the grassland, this shadow has a larger area, not violent, but colder and more terrifying, exuding an invincible aura faintly.
This shadow is the will of the Demon King. Under this shadow, the already extremely powerful combat power of the demon generals has once again been enhanced, and those ordinary demon soldiers who have formed formations stretching for tens of miles have also gained great courage. No matter how dazzling the sword light was, it couldn't make them feel the slightest fear.
There were only two people who could not be affected by this shadow at all, one was Su Li, and the other was a demon army strategist covered in a black robe.
Heipao sat cross-legged on the snow hill, in front of his knees was an iron plate, between which were mountains, rivers, cold ponds and wetlands, with sunsets but no stars, it was Zhou Garden.
Above the iron plate, hung four life lamps, and those four life lamps had become weak, especially two of the life lamps were as fiery as silk threads, as if they would be extinguished at any time.
In the wind and snow more than ten miles away, an extremely magnificent sword light was shuttling between the sky and the earth, but it was unable to leave.
Several mountain-like silhouettes of demon generals stood in the wind and snow, leading an army of tens of thousands of demons, chasing and killing the sword light and the humans at the front of the sword light.
Su Li is not very old, but he is the master-uncle of the Lishan Sword Sect. His seniority is extremely high, and what is even higher is his swordsmanship and strength.
He is not a saint, he is a prodigal son, traveling all over the world, only occasionally showing his traces in the world.
He did not enter into the wind and rain of all directions, because no one knows where he intends.
But everyone knows that his level of strength can be ranked at the forefront in the human world, at the same level as the saint, and walks with the wind and rain.
Even, because of his temperament, in terms of personal combat power and lethality, as well as the degree of threat to the demons, Zhou Dufu is the next person.
In order to kill Su Li, the demons prepared for a long time, and they were also mentally prepared to sacrifice many strong men. In fact, one demon general died in battle and three were seriously injured.
Even the Demon Lord did not hesitate to consume the power of the night, turning his will into a shadow, covering the sky.
However, the black robe seemed very calm, sitting cross-legged on the snow hill all the time, only when Su Li showed killing intent towards him, he would react.
The reason he is so calm is because he believes in himself.
This killing round led by Zhou Yuan was planned by him himself, there were no loopholes, and his calculations were very accurate.
No matter how strong Su Li is, he is still a man and not a god, and he is not Zhou Dufu after all.
Unless he is in a desperate situation and makes a breakthrough because of the great terror and pressure between life and death, there is absolutely no way to leave alive.
And the black robe didn't even give him this chance.
What the black robe prepared for Su Li was a pot of warm water and a slowly moving stone mill.
Of course, logically speaking, he must always pay attention to the killing situation in this wind and snow, because after all, the person he wants to kill is Su Li.
However, just a moment ago, the square plate in front of him suddenly changed.
In that vast grassland, at the position that cannot be calculated and deduced, and thus has always been a illusory illusion, a very bright light suddenly burst out.
That ray of light illuminated his face under the black robe, pierced through the pale skin, made the blue color hidden inside become thicker and thicker, and then two touches of blood appeared.
The blend of three colors looks very coquettish and weird.
His eyes, as deep as a ghost, were also illuminated by that light.
The blood on his face and the brightness in his eyes all represent excitement.
What kind of thing can make people like Heipao excited
At the previous moment, seeing Chen Changsheng's life lamp and Xu Yourong's life lamp entering the grassland together made his expression a little dignified.
But now, he has forgotten about it.
Even if Xuelao City suddenly collapsed, even if Su Li suddenly pierced the snow sky with a sword and left, he would not be moved in the slightest.
There is never anything new under the night sky, no matter how incredible it is, it is only a small probability, but this piece of light is different.
He looked at the ball of light on the iron plate and remained silent for a long time.
He has long given up any hope for this world, so he can look down on everything.
But he has been waiting for many years for this light to appear.
Zhou Yuan's game is certainly not the strongest game designed by Heipao.
Hundreds of years ago, the allied forces of human beings and monsters broke through the five defense lines of the demons and reached five hundred miles in front of Xuelao City. People from Qilian Mountain and Helan Mountain died in battle, and the situation was critical.
He designed a very freehand game.
In that game, he played with people's hearts and used the relationship between Emperor Taizong and Wang Zhice.
The whole continent knew what he wanted to do, and Emperor Taizong and Wang Zhice knew better, but there was no way to stop him.
Because of the problems of the human heart, once they appear, they can never be erased.
Wang Zhice resigned sadly.
Snow Old City is safe.
Compared with that game back then, Zhou Yuan's game was unattainable both in terms of structure and ingenuity.
But for Heipao, Zhou Yuan's game is even more meaningful than the game back then.
Losing and then getting it back is the most meaningful thing.
For countless years, everything he has done has been for this purpose.
The ray of light on the iron plate was not included in his calculations. It was the biggest variable in Zhou Yuan's situation, and it was also his most welcome variable.
Because that means that the most precious thing in Zhou Garden will soon see the light of day again.
Killing Su Li would kill more than half of the future of mankind.
Find the lost past.
What could be more perfect than this ending
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In the depths of the tomb, on the black sarcophagus.
The light of the soul hub has been dimmed, the jewels have been collected, and the black sarcophagus is pitch black, like night.
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong walked into the night, before those traces.
Those traces are both words and pictures.
Text with pictures, in addition to the children's favorite comic books, there is another possibility that is the most common.
These words and pictures are secret books of exercises.
Yes.
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong looked at each other, because they were shocked and didn't know what to say.
Inscribed in the black stone sarcophagus is the secret book of knives and swordsmanship.
This knife method has the same name as that knife.
Two breaks.
Two breaks with one clean cut.
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