The top floor of Biyong Pavilion.
The carved wooden windows on all sides are open, Biyong Pavilion is above the peak of Jiuxuanmen, and the highest floor can overlook the entire peaks and veins of Jiuxuanmen. This is a place very close to the sky. There are flowing clouds slowly passing by outside the window. At night, standing in front of the window, you will feel that you are already in the sky. It is so close to the stars that you can pick them up with your hand. down the stars.
The quiet sandalwood burned silently, and the milky white mist flowed down the purple wood carving, vaguely looking like a meandering river that has shrunk countless times.
It's very quiet in this room.
There were not many people sitting here at this time, Elder Qin and several elderly elders who were also dressed in black robes. The only young face is the young man sitting at the top. His face was carved like a god, but it was like a long sword slowly turning in the dark, with a cold light flickering slightly, so beautiful that it carried a sense of indifference like black ice. The black robe worn by the young man is also different from everyone else. The black robe stretches to the ground, with intricate gold and silver thread embroidery on it.
Baili Shu did not bring the longbow that he always carried with him.
Baili Shu, who didn't have a longbow or a sword, looked like a simple and indifferent nobleman. When he lowered his eyes and stared at the short table in front of him, the skylight outside the window fell on his face, his side face was almost transparent, and the eyelashes were coated with a faint light and cast a slight shadow.
Yi Heping's uncle, Jiang Xicheng, sat at the first position on Bailishu's right. He frowned and looked in the direction of the door, and asked Elder Qin in a slightly stern voice, why Yi Heping hadn't arrived yet.
Jiang Xicheng is not only Yi Heping's uncle, but also Elder Qin's uncle. Yi Heping and Elder Qin received a lot of advice from this uncle when they were young.
Jiang Xicheng opened his mouth, Elder Qin was still the same as when he was a disciple back then, and he slightly bowed when he answered: "I haven't seen Yi...Senior brother Yi today."
Elder Qin habitually wanted to call Yi Heping the head of the sect distantly as usual, and realized that the head of the Jiuxuan Sect was no longer Yi Heping before he could speak. But in front of Uncle Jiangxi Cheng, he didn't want to be rude, so he paused and added the word "senior brother" very uncomfortably.
The masters of Yi Heping and Elder Qin were the head of the sect back then, with a lot of affairs. It can be said that for a large part of the time, it was Jiangxi Chengzhao who watched Yi Heping and the others when they were young. The weird atmosphere between Yi Heping and the other seniors was revealed. Seeing that Elder Qin called Yi Heping "Senior Brother" with a stiff expression, he snorted coldly, feeling a little bit dissatisfied.
"Heping has always been reliable in doing things, why did we invite us to come here today, but the person has not arrived yet?"
Another elder frowned slightly, and spoke with some doubts.
"I asked him to invite you here."
The young man who had been sitting silently at the top suddenly spoke up, not knowing what he was thinking.
Baili Shu raised his eyes, the window closest to his position was open, the light of the early spring after winter came in through the window, and fell on him, covering his whole body in an almost unreal In the colors that seem far away.
His voice was not high, and his tone seemed to be talking about an ordinary trifle.
However, everyone's expressions suddenly became serious. Ever since Baili Shu succeeded Yi Heping as the head, in fact, everyone saw him very little, and he didn't often appear in everyone's eyes. Yi Heping will continue to deal with it.
This was the first time that Bailishu took the initiative to call people together.
Something important, more important than imagined.
Almost instantly, everyone realized this.
Baili Shu didn't mean to explain immediately, he just turned his head slightly, staring at the slowly changing clouds outside the window: "He's here."
Elder Qin keenly noticed a small detail. From the beginning to the end, when Bailishu spoke, he avoided looking directly at everyone.
Scenes of what happened in Shangdu flashed through Elder Qin's mind, and he almost subconsciously echoed the pair of eyes that appeared above the sky in Shangdu. Those cold and indifferent eyes are like the eyes of God, in which all living beings are like ants.
For some unknown reason, a faint chill passed over Elder Qin's heart, and his hands hidden in his sleeves were suddenly clenched tightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened, and Yi Heping walked in. He was wearing the same black robe as the elders present, and was holding a strange box in his hand.
"Feel sorry."
Yi Heping sat down on his seat, he bowed slightly, and apologized for his late arrival.
"Let's get started." Baili Shu finally withdrew his gaze from the window, lowered his eyes, and said calmly.
He still avoided looking directly at anyone.
Elder Qin's hand clenched even tighter. With a sullen face, he looked at Yi Heping who was no different from usual. Yi Heping, however, went straight to the point as if he hadn't noticed his gaze. The people who participated in this meeting knew a lot of things, and two of the elders were the elders who went to the Jin Tang and Qi Qin dynasties with Elder Qin last time.
"The ancient emperor is already waking up."
Yi Heping looked at everyone, and the first sentence was such a heavy news.
Even though there was already some vague speculation in their hearts, when this matter was really said in a certain tone, everyone's expressions still changed.
The higher the cultivation level of people like them, the more they understand what the existence of "Ancient Emperor" represents. That was the original origin of the power of the immortal cultivators. Even the eighteenth Gu Clan who directly stole the power of the ancient emperor was very difficult in front of the ancient emperor, let alone the immortal cultivators who are now under the condition that the aura is gradually thinning out.
That is an insurmountable gap.
Jiang Xicheng and the others understood why there were only so few people attending this meeting.
The impact of this news is too great, even the elders may not be able to accept it. This is truly enough to decide the fate of the world.
Is this the dynasty's trump card... They are reviving the ancient emperor.
In the dignified silence, Yi Heping slowly opened the box brought in for him. The moment the box was opened, the flowing clouds outside the Biyong Pavilion suddenly became swifter, the sandalwood in the room suddenly stopped flowing, and the strong wind howled and gathered in the high sky. The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the disciples who practiced swords on various peaks subconsciously stopped their swords, looking at the sky before the rainstorm in a daze.
The faces of everyone in the high pavilion suddenly became ugly.
After the box was opened, what appeared in front of everyone was a small piece of jade-like bone, which was not a bone from any part of the human body, and had a strange shape. Apparently a heavy seal has been imposed on the bone, but even so, that ancient, terrifying coercion like the deep sea has faintly seeped out of it.
This is an emperor bone.
When it was exposed to the air, the world changed dramatically. At this time, outside the Biyong Pavilion, heavy black clouds had shrouded, and the sky was as black as ink. It's like the space on top is collapsing. The muffled sound of thunder came faintly from within the clouds.
The faint silver light began to flicker in the clouds.
Seeing that the changes in the heaven and earth were about to become more intense, Baili Shu, who was sitting quietly at the top, stretched out his hand and pressed it flat on the emperor bone.
A faint, icy blue light fell from his palm, and in an instant, the white bone was sealed by a layer of ice that looked very thin and glowed with light blue brilliance. When the Emperor's Bone was completely sealed again, the muffled thunder outside stopped, and the heavy black clouds finally gradually dissipated.
"This is brought back from the Jin Tang Dynasty."
Yi Heping closed the weird box again, and this time his hands were finally able to leave the box. Before that, he seemed to maintain the state of injecting true energy into the box.
He lightly went through the process of obtaining this emperor bone, without mentioning the price he paid.
But everyone here knows that not long ago, when Elder Qin left the sect, two elders from the Taishang Sect secretly came to Jiuxuan Sect. Not long after that, two other elders they were familiar with left the Jiuxuan Gate together with the two elders of the Taishangzong.
Then never came back.
Otherwise, there should be two more seats today.
"People from Hehuan Sect, Fanyin Pavilion, and Tianji Valley are already on their way. People from Taishangzong and Yushouzong will arrive tomorrow, and two elders from Jiuzhou Qianzhuang are already at Jiuxuanmen. People from Zhenzong will arrive in the next day. Immortal The Eight Sects will once again form an alliance after the Ten Thousand Immortals Era. But everyone, we all know what the recovery of the ancient emperor means. Therefore..." Yi Heping raised his eyes and his expression became rare, "Today, in the So I want you to vote on one thing."
"I, request to secretly open the door of the Nine Mysteries."
When Yi Heping's words fell, the air seemed to be silent for a while.
Elder Qin's body froze for a moment, and he stared fixedly at Yi Heping's calm face, as if he wanted to see clearly what he was thinking from this familiar face.
Yi Heping didn't look at him.
"Presumptuous." Jiangxi Cheng was furious, and snapped, "You have been the head of the sect for so many years anyway, you don't know what the Nine Profound Gate represents?"
"I know." Yi Heping didn't give in to Jiang Xicheng's sudden anger. He looked around sharply, "Everyone here is the one who holds the key. According to their seniority, they are all my seniors. What should I do?" I call you uncles and uncles. However, even if you are unwilling to accept some things, I have to bring them up today... The Nine Profound Gate is the foundation of our Nine Profound Gate, and the Nine Profound Gate was established because of it got up."
"but!"
His voice suddenly became extremely cold.
It was a kind of merciless coldness.
"How long do we have to deceive ourselves? After the fall of the ancient emperor, the aura between heaven and earth will disappear sooner or later. Even if we continue to expand the planting range of spiritual plants, how long can we maintain it? Not to mention..." He smiled wryly, "It is because of the continuous expansion Today's incident happened only in the area of Lingtian, don't you all know this very well?"
"The patriarch founded the sect, our predecessors developed spiritual plants, and tried their best to keep the aura between the heavens and the earth from dying out, but their original purpose of doing all this was not just to maintain the superior status of the immortal cultivators."
"The Dynasty has already known the weakness that we have been trying to hide. They destroyed the spiritual field. You all know in your heart, even if this incident is over, how long can the spiritual energy between heaven and earth last? At that time, even if the Nine Profound What can we do if the door is not opened? Can we maintain the spiritual energy in the entire world with the power of the Nine Profound Gate alone?"
No one answered.
Everyone knew the answer in their hearts.
"What's more, if the ancient emperor really wakes up, and we are guarding the gate of the nine mystery, when the anger of the ancient emperor destroys everything, what's the use of keeping the foundation of the nine mystery gate? When even the Nine Profound Gates no longer exist, who are we going to leave these foundations to?"
Yi Heping asked.
"So, I request to open the door of the Nine Mysteries."
There was silence.
The expressions on the faces of the elders were all complicated, but the young man at the top was still sitting silently like an outsider.
Jiuxuanmen.
Bailishu stared at the patterns on the short table.
Under the ground of Jiuxuanmen, there are nine mysterious iron gates that originated from the end of the wild era. It was cast by the original ancient emperor Kongjia, and it was buried underground for some reason in the Chaos Era. At the beginning, the eighteenth Gu Clan obtained the most crucial clues and power from the Gate of the Nine Profound Realms, and finally completed a relatively perfect theft of the ancient emperor's power. After the interruption of the Wanxian Era, the Eighteenth Middle School of the Gu Clan that remained on the land of the Twelve Dynasties, the Yi Clan established a sect for cultivators on the basis of the Nine Profound Gates.
It is for Jiuxuanmen.
Ninth turn, the Taoist door of life and death opens, and the fairy trail is ethereal and at ease.
This is the real origin of Jiuxuanmen.
It is precisely because of the existence of the nine underground sects that the Nine Profound Gates are able to maintain the richer aura in each peak in the era when the aura is gradually exhausted.
The existence of Xuanmen is too important to Jiuxuanmen. After realizing that the aura is declining, Jiuxuanmen blocked it and laid a layer of seals. Only a few elders in the Zongmen hold the key to unlock the seal, and only after everyone agrees can the Xuanmen be opened.
After the tens of thousands of years of the Chaos Era and the Ten Thousand Immortals Era, and the use of it in the fight against the ancient emperor, there is no way to open the Xuanmen a second time.
This remaining time is the last time.
This is the real foundation of Jiuxuanmen.
"Is this what you mean, Heping?"
After a long time, Jiang Xicheng finally broke the silence. He said so, but his eyes were on Bailishu who had rarely spoken since the beginning.
Yi Heping didn't answer.
In the silence, the young man with gold and silver thread embroidery on the black robe said lightly: "No."
"That's what I mean."
His voice was very soft, but everyone could hear him clearly.
"Since it's your intention." Jiang Xicheng sighed, he took off a dark token around his waist, put it on the table, and pushed it forward slowly, "Then I agree."
If anyone in this world is qualified to make such a decision, then Baili Shu who walked from the Chaos Era to the Ten Thousand Immortals Era must be that one. The discovery of the Xuanmen was originally from the Baili Yi clan. As the head of the Baili clan, Baili Shu was not qualified to make the decision to open the Xuanmen, so who in this world is qualified
When the token was removed and touched the table, it made a slight sound.
After taking off the token, Jiangxi Cheng simply sighed, closed his eyes and stopped looking. After him, the second elder untied the token from his waist, the third, the fourth... the tokens were untied one by one, and one of the elders put the token on the table, slightly shaking his hand. Trembling, the token made a crisp sound when it hit the table.
In the end, Elder Qin was the only one left.
Yi Heping looked at him, his eyes were as quiet as a deep lake.
No one urged Elder Qin.
Everyone is waiting in silence.
The tokens that were released and placed on the table were different from the tokens used by ordinary disciples and elders to symbolize their identities. There is no name or peak pulse engraved on the token. The whole body is pitch black, and the style is simple and unsophisticated. On the front of the token, there is uniformly an ancient character embroidered on Bailishu's black robe, which symbolizes the Nine Mysteries.
On the back of the token, different numbers are engraved respectively.
They used extremely ancient characters, characters from the Chaos Era.
Elder Qin looked away, and he looked at the young man sitting alone. He still remembered the appearance of Yi Heping when he just brought him back. The young man with a green face stood in the hall, neither panic nor joy, his eyes were quiet, but lonely.
However, that lonely child is already slowly turning back to the original Patriarch Bailishi.
No one can guess his mind, he is heading for the biggest decisive battle of this era, the life and death of this era is placed on the shoulders of a young man.
He is no longer Baili Shu, a disciple of Jiuxuanmen.
He is the Patriarch of the Eighteen Hundred Miles Gu Clan.
He is also the head of Jiuxuanmen.
Elder Qin withdrew his gaze, he slowly put the token on the table and pushed it forward.
Yi Heping took out the other two tokens from the ring—everyone agreed. The Xuanmen will be opened secretly.
Baili Shu stared at his pale hands and remained silent. His fingertips were pale—the familiar force was constantly returning.
…………………………………………
Elder Qin was the last one to exit the top floor of Biyong Pavilion. Before leaving, he looked back. Bailishu was the only one left in the pavilion, and the young man turned his head and quietly watched the flowing clouds outside the window. The moment he turned his head, Elder Qin saw a pale phoenix hovering and flying in his eyes.
He left Biyong Pavilion.
After walking out of the Biyong Pavilion, Elder Qin saw Dayi Heping standing in the pavilion not far away, looking down at the chessboard in the pavilion, on which the black and white chess pieces were arranged alternately.
"You came?"
Elder Qin walked over, but Yi Heping didn't look up, as if he knew that Elder Qin would come to him.
"you know?"
Elder Qin asked in a very cold tone.
"Your observation skills have improved a lot now."
Yi Heping turned his back to Elder Qin, and Elder Qin could not see his expression.
It has been a while since Elder Qin realized that something was wrong.
When they were in Gecheng, the bronze medals they brought back were different from the bronze medals that Bailishu gave them when they went to Shangdu. Under the ground of Shangdu lies the Tianzhu that contains the will of the White Emperor, but the tokens given to them by Bailishu can prevent them from being affected by spiritual disorder in Shangdu.
The bronze medal that Bailishu handed over to them was also "Ling".
What level of power can give them permission in the area influenced by the ancient emperor
Bailishu's power is approaching the ancient emperor, or approaching the level of the ancient emperor.
But now, Yi Heping and Bailishu decided to open the Xuanmen underground of Jiuxuanmen. Xuanmen was left behind by the original first ancient emperor, Kongjia, and is one of the forces closest to all origins. In connection with all the previous events, Elder Qin already had a terrible conjecture in his heart.
"Brother, what exactly do you want to do?"
"Do you know what that means?"
Elder Qin asked sharply.
"In this era, there are no eighteen Gu clans anymore." Yi Heping said flatly, "Or there are, but they are on the opposite side of us."
Yi Heping's words seemed to have nothing to do with the question Elder Qin asked, but Elder Qin already understood what he meant. When the Ten Thousand Immortals Era was interrupted, there were very few Gu Clan eighteen people who did not lose control. This very small group of people founded the eight sects of Immortal Sect today, but with the passage of time, they have also died, and now only the descendants of the eighteenth Gu family in the land of the twelve dynasties.
The real eighteenth Gu Clan is the one who directly stole the power of the ancient emperor.
And they are just shadows.
Even the real Eighteenth Gu Clan took a long time, from the Chaos Era to the Ten Thousand Immortals Era, it took tens of thousands of years for the ancient emperors to fall one after another.
But today's land of the Twelve Dynasties no longer has the original Gu Clan Eighteen. The only remaining Gushi eighteen who had inherited the original power were already called "devils", and stood opposite them this time.
"Then don't revive that existence."
Elder Qin said.
Yi Heping smiled, without speaking, he walked out of the pavilion slowly.
Elder Qin looked at Yi Heping's back that was slowly going away, and never understood so clearly... everything is true, and there is no going back to the past.
Directly on the top of Qingming's Biyong Pavilion, Baili Shu got up and stood by the window, looking out from the high place where the clouds were hovering.
He remembered many things.
He remembered that a long, long time ago, he stood deep underground with some people, holding up a torch and looking up at the towering black iron gate. Those who followed him knelt down piously, weeping with joy for this last hope.
He remembered a lot.
In a daze, he remembered that when he and Jun Wanbai and the others rode the Qingyu light boat together, he stood on the deck and saw the city under the clouds, the city was dotted, the city walls were countless, and all living beings were like ants.
The wind poured in from the window, blowing the black robe on his body, and the ancient text on the robe was like a silent narration.
In the depths of his eyes, the phantom of the phoenix condensed by the pale fire circled and danced.
The author has something to say: In fact, many times, little brother Baili feels that he is not a good person.
He was...how to say, very tired and sad, but he walked quietly without saying anything.