Where the white clouds are scattered, there is a verdant valley.
The valley is very quiet, full of strange-shaped vines, and in the woods next to the cliff, you can hear the low roar of powerful monsters from time to time. But none of those monsters dared to approach here, because there is a majestic ancient temple here, and because there are two people living in the ancient temple.
The old man asked puzzledly: "I lived in seclusion for hundreds of years, and finally went out for a trip, so I came back?"
The man smiled and said, "It's not nothing, at least I took a look at the boy."
The old man said: "Could it be that the adults made a special trip to see that boy?"
The man said: "That young man is Shang's disciple, and he is valued by Yin. Xiao Tianhai even invited Tianji to visit him. I'm inevitably a little curious."
The old man said: "You don't seem like someone who will return to the world just because of curiosity."
The man said: "The boy got my notebook and the tablet of the book of heaven, and attracted a night of stars in the mausoleum of the book of the book. Many people said that he was very similar to me back then, and he was naturally different from me."
The old man asked: "Then what did you see?"
The man's expression became serious, and he said, "That boy... is about to die."
The old man was very surprised when he heard the words, and said: "Then what should we do?"
The man walked up to the main hall of the ancient temple, looked at the dilapidated big Buddha, and said, "Everyone wants to change their fate against the sky, but how do they know that all causes and effects are in the cause and effect. The more you want to change your destiny, the more you can't get away from it." I can't see what his fate will be like in the end, it depends on him after all."
"What about Qiu Shanjun and Xu Yourong? When are you going to see them?"
"Let's talk about it." The man glanced at the sky outside the temple and said, "It's going to rain, hurry up and finish today's painting."
The appearance of this ancient temple is extremely dilapidated, and it has been abandoned for many years. The same is true for the Buddha statues in the temples. However, the Buddhist sect has long been broken on the mainland, and ordinary people have never heard of it, so this picture is not uncommon. In fact, it is incomprehensible that this ancient temple can still survive to this day.
However, the murals on the stone walls of the ancient temple are very complete, and some even look very new, obviously they have been added in recent years.
Those murals are so beautiful that it can even be said that such an excellent painter cannot be found in the world today.
If Chen Changsheng looked at these murals, he would definitely think of those portraits in Lingyan Pavilion.
The old man stood on the wooden shelf, holding a paintbrush and preparing to work against the wall. After all, he couldn't help but said, "I really should try it just now."
The man was sitting on a broken bell in front of the hall, holding a pot of spring water in his hand and was slowly drinking. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "I can't beat him."
The old man put down the paintbrush in his hand, looked outside the hall, and said, "Last year Su Li was outside Xuelao City..."
The man didn't answer the question, just looked into the distance quietly.
The old man sighed in his heart and stopped asking questions.
That time the Demon Lord was in Xuelao City, and the black robe was outside Xuelao City, how did he tell him to make a move? How to do it
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On the bank of the Red River, at the head of Baidi City, the cloud slowly descended, and then disappeared without a trace, but it was unknown whether it was bad luck or good luck.
On Gan Terrace, the Empress Tianhai no longer looked to the north, turned around and walked down the stage.
In the depths of the Li Palace, His Majesty the Pope looked at the pot of green leaves thoughtfully, neither his posture nor his expression had changed from before.
The night covering the cold mountain slowly tore apart, and then drifted into the distance. The world returned to day, and by the lakeside at the top of the peak, the old man Tianji gently wiped off the blood from the corners of his lips. There was a touch of turbidity, and some people couldn't see what the road ahead was.
A scribe appeared at the southern foot of Hanshan Mountain. The red flower tied to his little finger was stained by thousands of miles of wind and dust, and it was no longer so bright. A man wearing a hat appeared in a small town outside the Hanshan Memorial Archway. , the cheeks painted rusty by the sea breeze were full of dignified color. They came too late, the middle-aged scholar had already left Hanshan, but they didn't just leave. Instead, they guarded the surrounding area of Hanshan vigilantly with the two state religion giants each holding a treasure, guarding against possible changes.
On the long front in the north of the mainland, the practitioners sent by the Northern Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the aristocratic families of various sects in the south to aid the North received secret orders from various military offices and began to prepare for the battle intensely. The monster army began to mobilize along the Red River to the north Heading towards the snowfield in the northwest, they slaughtered a small tribe of demons on the way.
However, no matter whether it is the general who issued the order to dispatch troops from the Great Zhou court, or the rulers of the southern sects and families, they don't know the reason for all this. In those military mansions and cave mansions, there are voices of discussion everywhere, and the atmosphere has become abnormal. Nervous, making people feel extremely uneasy.
As for the people in the small towns outside Hanshan and the people in Kyoto, they know nothing about these things. They cook, work, and live as usual. They never thought that on this seemingly ordinary summer day, after a thousand years After that, the war between the human race, the monster race and the demon race almost broke out again.
All of this is just because... the Demon Lord left Snow Old City.
He went to Hanshan, and then he left Hanshan.
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There are very few people who know the news of the Demon Lord returning to the Central Plains.
And no one knew that on the way the Demon Lord left Hanshan and returned to Xuelao City, he once met a person in the snowy field.
Until a long time later, this encounter was unknown to the world, but it was the most important encounter in this whole event.
Never meet, but not by chance.
That person had been waiting for the Demon Lord in the snow field for a long time.
The sky was full of wind and snow, and the man was all white, from hair to clothes, from eyebrows to lips, all white.
It's not the white painted by snow, that white is even whiter than snow, the white is scary, the white is terrifying.
From thousands of years ago to the present, there will not be too many people who can count on the devil's return, wait for him halfway, and dare to wait for him here.
To be precise, that person is not a human being, but a great monster with earth-shattering cultivation.
Western White Emperor.
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Thousands of years ago, the demon clan went south, the continent was turbulent, and strong men emerged in large numbers. There have been countless battles that will go down in history. The most famous ones are naturally Zhou Dufu's battle with Emperor Taizong in Luoyang, and the battle between him and the demon king. In the battle to the death, there is another battle that is relatively more secretive, but in terms of the strength of both sides and the intensity of the battle, it is definitely not inferior to the previous two battles, and that is the battle between Chen Xuanba and Zhou Dufu in the Zhou Garden. The battle of the strongest.
Following Chen Xuanba's death in battle, Zhou Dufu's disappearance, and Emperor Taizong's death to Xinghai, only the Demon Lord remained among the four most powerful people in the mainland at that time. Three earth-shattering battles took place, not even close to that level of battle.
Until today, in the snowy field, this encounter.
Now that we meet, we will naturally fight.
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