Baili Shu stood quietly in front of Shen Ye's tombstone.
He read the name on the tombstone, and the wind blew past his sleeves, and Bailishu felt a bit of coolness on his fingertips.
Baili Shu actually wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.
In the Era of Chaos, he was the leader of the Eighteenth Gu Clan and the Patriarch of the Baili Family. As a leader, he should be omnipotent and stand in front of everyone like a banner, so even if he hesitated in his heart, he would not able to show. Later, he wandered on the earth, didn't know anyone, didn't know anything, like talking to others, and didn't know who to tell.
Over time, he stopped talking.
But now standing in front of Shen Ye's tombstone, Baili Shu still wanted to say something.
From the era of chaos to the present, he has so many memories, as long as history itself. After returning from the projection space of the Ten Thousand Immortals Era, he finally remembered the whole past. In fact, the process of regaining all the memories is very painful. It's like a person being drowned by a mighty river. In the rivers and rivers, you are as small as dust.
Among so many memories, Bailishu always remembered that snowy night.
He had a time when he recalled it now as lighthearted and happy. It was not long after he returned to the Baili family. Shen Ye, who was wearing a black robe, was always meditating in the quiet room. The Baili family wandering in the projection space was affected by the curse, and the situation was actually not very good.
At that time, the Baili family had many enemies.
After he returned to the Baili family, in that dimension, those who were enemies of the Baili family tried their best to send assassins to kill him. In the dark night, a man in a black robe came out of the darkness without a sound, the knife in his hand was like the cold moon in the sky.
Shen Ye said, the quietness of the head of the house is not something you people can disturb.
Leaning against the wall next to the window, he felt protected for a short time.
Humans are actually very fragile creatures, but because of too many responsibilities, they force themselves to grow up to protect other people. Protecting them was a responsibility, Bailishu didn't feel pain, but he also felt tired, and in that short period of time, he felt that he was not so tired.
Because I know that there is a person hiding in the dark, silently guarding his quietness.
Now, Bailishu was going to do something that was destined to be done by him.
He remembered that a long time ago, when he was the head of the Baili family in that plane, he encountered a very difficult situation and several families joined forces. When Patriarch Baili was in danger, he hesitated for a long time in the quiet room, unable to make up his mind - he was actually unwilling to sacrifice anyone in the family.
At that time, Shen Ye came out of the darkness, half kneeled on the ground, and said:
Please do what you decide, don't worry about the consequences.
"It's going to war."
After a long silence, Bailishu spoke in a low voice. He looked down at the ancient characters embroidered with gold thread on the black robe, as if he saw the symbols on the robes of the eighteenth Gu clan in the era of chaos.
"It will be over."
Shen Ye took the forged Golden Crow Bow, and by virtue of that subtle induction, crossed the long distance between space and space to find him, because he was the one who was destined to end everything.
——Although, in the end, Shen Ye didn't say anything, and died quietly in front of him.
But Baili Shu knew why he was looking for him.
He is a definite number.
He is the one destined to end everything.
Baili Shu lowered his head and looked at his palm.
One piece is inscribed with countless ancient words—these words record the laws and decrees written by the ancient emperor himself, and the talisman signs of statues of all creatures and creatures are faintly coiled around them.
Ancient Emperor Talisman.
He held the Ancient Emperor Talisman that he had taken away from the Prisoner Tower in his hand. In the space at the bottom of Prison Desolation, where the original ancient emperor talisman was suspended, the space presents a sense of distortion like a spider web falling. At this time, on the Ancient Emperor Talisman held by Bailishu, streamers flashed, looking closely, it looked like thousands of dragons were restrained, struggling and roaring.
However, a layer of faint, ice-blue light shrouded the Ancient Emperor Talisman, indistinctly, the ice-blue light seemed to penetrate bit by bit like the Ancient Emperor Talisman.
The streamer rolled in the ancient emperor's talisman, like a violent force trying to rush out of it, Baili Shu slightly grasped it, and the ice-blue light enveloped the entire ancient emperor's talisman, and the streamer returned to silence.
If Ye Qiusheng were here, seeing this scene, he would understand how Bailishu solved the strange power that sealed the true qi in their bodies when they came out of the Prisoner Tower when they were in Kla Zhuoma. What sealed their true qi was the power that remained in that space and belonged to the ancient emperor.
When Bailishu held his wrist, the ancient emperor's amulet hidden in his hand touched Ye Qiusheng, and drew away the ancient emperor's power in him.
——The emperor cast a talisman to order the world. Wherever the talisman comes, the heaven, earth, humans and ghosts will follow.
According to legend, the talisman that hides the secret of the ancient emperor proclaiming himself emperor was gently held in Bailishu's hand.
He is holding the world's most powerful force secretly, but he doesn't look happy.
Baili Shu stared at the Ancient Emperor Talisman for a while, then put it away.
He came here to tell Shen Ye not to worry, he will end it all.
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Ye Qiusheng sat on the top of the mountain, holding wine in one hand and a knife in the other.
He drank his wine and slapped his knife on the rocks.
The Tuqi dynasty where Emperor Taishang lived was quite far from the Jin, Tang, Qi and Qin dynasties, but even so, Emperor Taishang has also noticed that he is in an undercurrent these days. The beacon fire was about to start, Ye Qiusheng sat on the snow peak of Taishangzong, looking towards the direction of the southern border, thinking in his heart, the knife beat the rock to create a chaotic rhythm.
Lying halfway in the snow, the old man lazily counting snowflakes frowned and cursed. Ye Qiusheng ignored him. The bad old man sneered: "Now that you are so arrogant, have you forgotten how you stood outside the mountain gate and dared not come in?"
Ye Qiusheng paused, and threw the knife with its sheath towards the bad old man who only exposed people's weaknesses.
"Come on, tell me if you have anything to do, I'll have to do the hard work anyway."
Ye Qiusheng said angrily.
What the bad old man said was when Ye Qiusheng rushed back from Tianji Valley after receiving the message from Taishangzong, when he first arrived at Taishangzong.
Flying snow all over the sky.
Regardless of whether it is spring or summer in other places, in the northern snow veins of the Tuqi Dynasty, there are always flying snowflakes falling from the sky. The mountain range formed in ancient times is continuous and undulating, just like an ancient dragon lying on the ground, and the snow accumulated for thousands of years has endlessly covered this ancient dragon.
It looked a bit like a funeral.
So, will he be buried here
Ye Qiusheng reached out to catch a snowflake swirling down from the sky. Throughout the year, he was always running outside the Taishangzong, busy and rarely came back. However, it was only at this time that Ye Qiusheng suddenly realized that everything about the Taishangzong was still so clear to him.
He knows the name of every mountain peak, how many years of history each ice has, he knows how many freshmen have fallen on each ice step, and how many secrets are hidden in every small hidden place. Spirits made by the elders... all of this is so clear.
When I recall it, I almost want to smile.
Ye Qiusheng stood outside the gate of Taishangzong.
After parting with Bailishu, he kept rushing to the Taishangzong. The Qingming Pagoda had already been abandoned. information.
It's just that he doesn't know if the collected information is useful.
In Taishangzong's eyes, is he Ye Qiusheng or Ji Guiyun
The snow was falling and had already accumulated a thick layer on his shoulders. Ye Qiu took a deep breath and prepared to walk towards the mountain gate.
Just when he was taking a step, several figures in Taoist robes of the Supreme Master walked out from the snowy sky deep in the mountain gate, and Ye Qiusheng's footsteps stopped.
He stared blankly at the front of those figures, the one he was most familiar with, always spoiling the drunken old man.
"I've waited long enough for you kid, is dawdling a snail?"
The bad old man walked in the front with the wine, and shouted at the top of his voice from a long distance away.
Still familiar tone, familiar look.
"Master... Master..."
Ye Qiusheng called out in a low voice.
"Yo, go out for a while, do you understand the etiquette? You even know how to call master?" The bad old man raised his hand, threw the wine jar over, stopped, opened his half-drunk squinting eyes, and seriously I looked at the young man standing in the snow, "It's not bad, it seems that there are no missing arms or legs."
Ye Qiusheng subconsciously caught the wine jar that the bad old man threw towards him.
"Let's go, you kid is arrogant enough, let us old bones blow the cold wind for a long time."
The bad old man reached out and patted Ye Qiusheng on the shoulder.
Holding the wine, Ye Qiusheng raised his head and saw the always serious headmaster Yun Zimo standing behind the bad old man with a sword behind his back, and nodded to him. The other elders of Taishangzong came with the bad old man.
Ye Qiusheng grew up in the Taishangzong, the bad old man is a person who can drink freely in front of the head of the sect, and sit in the Taishangzong's main hall and sing. Ye Qiusheng, who grew up with the bad old man, naturally wouldn't develop a peaceful temperament. Before he was confirmed as a senior brother, he always made the Taishangzong's peaks go crazy.
He is not a quiet man when he grows up, and the elders of Taishangzong all blow their beards and stare every time they see him.
These elders who always wished to drive him far away from their cave were also standing behind the bad old man.
"You're the one with the biggest show."
A familiar elder cursed angrily.
Ye Qiusheng shook the wine.
The wind whizzed down from the extreme north, and the snow that had lasted for thousands of years rolled in the sky. Ye Qiusheng laughed out loud, raised his head, and downed Taishangzong's spirits.
Such a strong wine, like a red-hot knife, swallowed, and the fire ball rolled from the throat to the chest.
Ye Qiusheng gulped too fast, and for the first time in his life, he choked on alcohol.
He coughed violently.
"Not promising."
The bad old man scolded softly.
"Let's go, you're the only one missing."
Yun Zi, the silent and serious head of the Supreme Sect, said nothing, he turned and walked towards the mountain gate.
Flying snow swirls and passes through space, and the snow-veined dragons in the northern part of the Tuqi Dynasty lie on the ground like a dragon. Ye Qiusheng felt that sitting on the cliff of Tianji Valley, the chill that penetrated into his bones disappeared little by little.
Following the elders into the mountain gate, along the way, Ye Qiusheng met no one he knew, except for the disciples of the outer sect, he did not meet anyone else.
Ye Qiusheng didn't know where all the inner disciples of the Taishangzong were going until he reached the main peak of the Taishangzong—the main peak of the snow veins in the northern part of the Tuqi Dynasty, that ancient peak like an ancient sword between heaven and earth— up.
They all gathered on the main peak of the snow vein, the immemorial mountain peak stretches, and for the first time, the entire Taishangzong's inner disciples all neatly wore their Taoist robes and stood solemnly in the snow. There was an empty path in the middle, and the bad old man Yun Zimo waited for the elder to lead Ye Qiusheng through the crowd.
Ye Qiusheng saw his familiar colleague standing in the snow.
The brothers and sisters who once drank together, fought together, and were reprimanded by the elders stood quietly with no expression on their faces. Ye Qiusheng could feel that during the upheaval during this period of time, the disciples of the Supreme Sect that he was familiar with had undergone considerable changes—they had matured in this chaotic world.
Ye Qiusheng felt a little relieved, but also a little sad.
This was a scene that had never happened before in Ye Qiusheng's memory. Ye Qiusheng didn't know what the bad old man and the others were going to do.
only…
Gently shaking the wine jar in his hand, Ye Qiusheng didn't feel at a loss.
The bad old man would throw him a jar of wine, and the headmaster would tell him to go, and the elders who always stared at him still scolded him in the familiar tone, "it's a big show".
Nothing has changed.
so familiar.
Not only the disciples of the inner sect, but also the elders gathered at the main peak of the Supreme Sect. Almost all the elders that Ye Qiusheng knew were sitting on the high platform made of black ice on the main peak. This is clearly a scene that only happens when there are matters related to the life and death of the entire sect to be announced.
Ye Qiusheng rubbed his nose, he didn't think that his own mess could affect the life and death of the entire sect.
He looked at it and wanted to go and stand among the disciples.
The old man glared at him: "Follow."
Standing obediently behind the old man on the high platform, Ye Qiusheng saw the master Yun Zimo slowly stepping forward. This is indeed related to the gathering of the fate of the entire sect. After such a long period of purges and vague confrontation with the dynasty, Taishangzong finally revealed its identity as the Eighth Sect of Immortal Sect in the fierce wind. boldness.
No pretense, no ambiguity.
Yun Zimo narrated the clarity of this period of time in a straightforward manner, and described everything that happened in the territory of the Qi and Qin Dynasty-the Kyushu Bank, which was also one of the eight sects of the immortal sect, was destroyed in the raging fire.
"Their goal is not just the Kyushu Bank." Yun Zimo's voice was just like his own, cold and stern, with a kind of determination like a sword, "Qi Qin, Nan Chen, Jin Tang, and other dynasties, they want to What is going to be subverted is the entire Eight Immortal Sects—including our Supreme Sect.”
"They will not be satisfied with a Qi Qin, and we... will never allow the dignity of the Supreme Being to be destroyed."
…
In the fierce long wind, Ye Qiusheng listened to the words of the taciturn master. He looked down from the high platform and saw the fighting spirit rising from the disciples of the Supreme Master.
This is a declaration of war.
Ye Qiusheng understood.
After a long, countless years of secret confrontation, the dynasty issued their gauntlet with the destruction of the Kyushu bank, and now, Taishangzong is responding to this gauntlet—glory is immortal, and the Supreme Being will last forever. From today onwards, the young disciples will also join in this cruel war. These disciples who grew up in the snow veins of the Northern Kingdom will burn like strong wine.
"Swear to the death to live and die with the Supreme!"
Yun Zimo pulled out the sword behind his back, raised it high, and his voice rumbled over the entire mountain.
Thousands of years of snow vibrated in his voice, and was imprisoned in place because of the formation, only to see the faint ice-blue light of the mysterious ice layer flowing in the snow layer, like an ancient dragon waking up. The coming is recovering and will roar its roar.
"Swear to the death to live and die with Taishangzong!"
All the disciples drew their swords and raised them high together.
—The ancient dragon uttered its roar.
The sound was torn by the wind and spread far across the entire snow-capped land, returning to the land like the roar of the prehistoric desolation spanning tens of thousands of years.
"Ye Qiusheng!"
After everyone quieted down, Yun Zimo shouted sharply.
Ye Qiusheng paused for a moment, looked around, and walked forward slowly under everyone's gaze.
"You all know who he is."
Yun Zimo's voice became low.
Ye Qiusheng stood in front of Yun Zimo, with his back to the disciples on the entire mountain behind him, he couldn't see their expressions, but he could hear their voices. "Big Brother", "Prince of the Golden Tang Dynasty", "Ye Qiusheng", "Ji Guiyun"... There were all kinds of miscellaneous ones, like a wave rolling over the entire mountain range.
"I know that during these times, many people have left us. They are not disciples of Taishangzong." Yun Zimo said calmly, "On the side ridge, there are tombstones of these people. In the past period of time, you killed them with your own hands. People who once thought they were our brothers and sisters."
"They are traitors, they are Skynet, and they are pawns that our enemies inserted into Taishangzong."
"We will not show mercy to anyone who wants to destroy the Supreme Being. However, we will never dare to hand over our backs to our fellow disciples because of this."
"If all the Taishangzong's disciples are unwilling and afraid to trust each other, is such a Taishangzong who lives in suspicion, guard and hatred still our Taishangzong?"
For the first time, the voice of the master, who was always serious and as tough as a sword, softened for the first time, but it carried another kind of deep and heavy power.
Everyone fell silent.
What is Zongmen
Zongmen is home, brothers and sisters who fight together, drink the strongest wine together on a snowy day, and then draw out their swords to fight for a little quarrel, but when life and death come in the secret realm , Shouting to each other, holding each other's hand and never letting go.
It is to be able to rest assured that the back will be handed over to the person wearing the same Taoist robe.
If all of these are gone, then is this Taishangzong really their Taishangzong
Yun Zimo unfolded a scroll and began to read in a low voice, one by one, everything, all the things that Ye Qiusheng had done all these years running around. He drew his sword in the secret realm of a lifetime of death, and he traveled thousands of miles to find the lost secrets in the chaotic era for Emperor Taishang...
Ye Qiusheng listened silently, there was no frivolous smile on his face anymore.
The long wind is coming.
Suddenly he wanted to laugh out loud and cry out loud.
The young man curled up in the cave stood up unsteadily, opened his hand, and the world became brighter, with so many fires and so much light.
turn out to be…
Taishangzong has always remembered it, he knows it all!
Taishangzong never forgot that it was running around like a stray child!
One piece at a time, the knife edge licked blood.
On the mountain peak, except for Yun Zimo's voice and the wind, everyone was quiet.
…
"So... who is he?"
After closing the scroll, Yun Zimo glanced sharply.
—"The guy who drinks for free all day and refuses to pay!"
Amidst the "big brother" answers, suddenly a group of people shouted at the top of their voices. Ye Qiusheng turned his head and saw those guys he was familiar with jumping on the rocks and shouting at the top of their voices.
—"Don't think that you can eat and drink for free just because you are a big brother!"
Ye Qiusheng's face froze, and he couldn't help cursing in a low voice.
Yun Zimo was taken aback for a moment, and a smile appeared on his always serious face.
The sound of laughter swept across the entire mountain in an instant. The dark clouds that had hung over these young disciples since the Qi Qin Dynasty incident dissipated unknowingly in the laughter.
Yun Zimo coughed and suppressed his laughter.
After returning to calm, Yun Zimo said in a deep voice, "Ye Qiusheng!"
"exist!"
Ye Qiusheng suppressed the urge to step down from the stage and draw out his knife, to give those little bastards the love from his elder brother, and responded loudly.
"Will you swear to protect Taishangzong to the death?"
"Even if the soul is destroyed, the Supreme Being will live forever!"
"Okay!" Yun Zimo yelled sharply, "I declare! The heir to the head of the Supreme Sect—"
"Ye Qiusheng!"
"Ye Qiusheng!!"
"Ye Qiusheng!"
…
The echo of the rumble shrouded the snow peak of Taishangzong. It is unknown who first shouted Ye Qiusheng's name, and soon, everyone shouted this name loudly together.
"We have been betrayed and doubted, and the tombstone on Jieling is our scar." Yun Zimo said in a low voice, "But we will never lose trust because of this—because we are the Supreme Sect! We are all the Supreme Sect's My son! Our souls are united as one!"
"We fight for the Supreme, bleed for the Supreme, and die for the Supreme! But we will never allow the Supreme to be torn apart by the most despicable and shameful means!"
"Ye Qiusheng!"
Yun Zimo took over the ancient blade symbolizing the next head from an elder.
It wasn't Ji Guiyun, but Ye Qiusheng!
From then on, there was only Ye Qiusheng in the world.
Ye Qiusheng grinned and walked forward slowly.
"Disciple... take orders!"
He knelt down and hit his head hard on the ground.