Zhao Ge

Chapter 222: People of the era

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"Sometimes when I think about it, things are actually like that."

Yi Heping sat leaning against the tombstone. Next to He Qingchuan's tombstone was a new tombstone, which read "Nine Profound Gate Genmai Ye Yi's Tomb". Two altars were also empty.

"Nothing to complain about."

As he spoke, his tone was a little low.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal things in the world of mortals, but it is also the same among cultivators. The ancient emperors who stood high in the Chaos Era would all fall one after another, and these people would eventually die.

It's just that the people I knew when I was a teenager left me one by one, and finally I was left alone with the people of the same age. I can't get rid of that feeling.

Sometimes, in fact, Yi Heping himself would think that it would be great if he was the one who died in Jingling Terrace.

"Didn't you stop drinking?"

Footsteps came, and someone walked into the cemetery where few people came.

Yi Heping raised his eyes, and saw Elder Qin walking over with the wine, and sat down opposite him.

"I couldn't drink when I was the head of the sect, and now I am not the head of the sect." Yi Heping smiled slightly.

"The scoundrel you look like now is exactly the same as before." Elder Qin said, he patted off the lid of the wine jar, "You used to talk nonsense and renege on debt like this, with one pile after another of high-sounding words."

There was less of the usual gunpowder smell in his breath.

Yi Heping slightly turned his head to look at him.

Elder Qin was injured when he went to Jingling Terrace, and he looked like an old man early on, but in fact, judging by the age of ordinary people, they have already lived for a long time. For many years, Elder Qin has been running around in the Twelve Dynasties, wearing a black robe and performing various tasks. Whether it is pale hair or wrinkles on his face, they are already full of traces of time.

"Didn't you really come to fight with me today?" Yi Heping asked, "Don't slap your face if you want, I have to deal with things after dawn."

Elder Qin threw the wine jar towards Yi Heping.

Yi Heping raised his eyebrows and caught it.

There is still half of the wine in the jar.

This is their tacit understanding a long time ago.

When they first joined the Nine Profound Gate, everyone was the pride of heaven. Geniuses are proud, and quarrels between getting along have become a perfectly normal thing. At that time, Guan Zhiyu was still a big sister, and although Yi Heping had a bad stomach, he was still a teenager at heart.

There were a lot of fights and fights.

After the quarrel is over, no one will be able to speak up if they want to reconcile. So when the other party was drinking, he carried the wine over and threw the wine jar at the other party without saying a word.

After drinking the wine, the festival will be over, and they will reconcile again.

But after Yi Heping became the head of the sect, he never drank again, and Elder Qin never threw the wine jar to him again.

Yi Heping looked at the wine, shook it, and the wine rattled.

He raised his head and took a sip.

"When I went to see Ye Yi before, he always said that I was stubborn." Elder Qin took the wine that Yi Heping put aside, knocked off the lid of the altar, and took a sip as well. "You can't be stubborn to the end all your life, right? Two people who are half buried in the coffin are still brooding over some things when they are old. Will that kid Ye Yi laugh at him?"

"You are the only one who is worried about you."

Yi Heping leaned on the tombstone and said.

"Don't be shameless."

"Junior brother is here, who is shameless and wants to ask him?" Yi Heping looked a little drunk, he had already drank a lot before Elder Qin came, and he patted the tombstone he was leaning on.

"Forget it, I don't care so much with you." Elder Qin also leaned back against Guan Zhiyu's tombstone, holding the wine, and said quietly, "I'm old, and I don't want to worry too much when I'm old."

When people are old, they are no longer the young people who could have a cold war without speaking to each other for several days with a few quarrels.

Those who are entitled to save face are young people in fresh clothes and angry horses. They, white-haired old men, should have looked down on many things long ago.

"He's not in Jiuxuan anymore, right?"

The two of them quieted down, and after drinking for a while, Elder Qin asked suddenly.

"You have grown up over the years." Yi Heping leaned on the tombstone, "The next head of the Taishangzong, the boy surnamed Ye, came with a letter from the old guy of the Taishangzong a few days ago. It's time to rush to the direction of Taishangzong together."

"Is there only the Tianzhu of Taishangzong left now? Do you think those people want to raise the Tianzhu of Taishangzong too?"

Elder Qin tapped the wine jar with his fingers.

"Huji and Tuqi have been vacillating these days. After the Tianzhu in Yanmen County was raised, our road to Taishangzong was cut off. They have no worries and the support of the Southern Chen Dynasty. If there is any action It should be around this time." Yi Heping said, "The Medicine Valley is not far from the Taishangzong, so I am a little worried."

"Medicine Valley?"

Elder Qin frowned.

"Back when you killed the owner of Medicine Valley, shouldn't you have dealt with Medicine Valley well?"

Yi Heping laughed: "Back then we killed the emperors of Nanchen, Jintang and Qiqin."

The implication is that now Nanchen, Jintang and Qiqin still raised thousands of armors.

"Actually, you and I both know that killing one or two people is of no use if we can only suppress it for a while." Yi Heping said, his voice was a little low, "It's just that we are not reconciled after so many years."

"I'm not reconciled to farting."

Elder Qin raised his eyebrows and raised his voice.

"For so many years, our Immortal Sect has worked so hard to suppress the ancient relics of those eras and seal those demons. We didn't do these things."

"It doesn't matter whether it's suppressing, sealing, or slaying demons, but seriously, is the purpose of maintaining Tianzhu really only to ensure everyone's safety?" Yi Heping's voice was very soft, as if he was talking to Elder Qin. Talking, it is better to say to yourself, "We have always told ourselves that after the Tianzhu rises, the people will suffer, but now that the Tianzhu is raised in the dynasty, not many people died because of it."

Elder Qin frowned: "Fortunately, I am already old. If you go back a few decades, if you say so, I will draw my sword with you."

"But you haven't drawn your sword now, have you?"

Yi Heping said that his voice was very calm, but the shaking of the wine jar subconsciously showed that his mood was actually far from that peaceful.

"Actually, you've been thinking about these things, haven't you?"

Elder Qin didn't answer.

Yi Heping laughed.

"I know you're thinking about it too." He said calmly, "If you didn't think about it, even if you didn't go back decades, you should draw your sword at me now. But if you didn't think about it, I wouldn't I told you."

He let out a long breath and looked up at the sky.

"The immortal sect doesn't know the suffering of the common people, and the common people don't need to live forever."

Yi Heping gently recited this sentence that had been circulated in the southern land and known to everyone.

There was a kind of exhaustion and a kind of helplessness in his voice.

"Sometimes, I will think, are we really wrong? Are we really wrong? But more often, I dare not think about it, because there are so many disciples of Jiuxuanmen, if I feel that I am really wrong If everyone is wrong, then they are wrong, so I can only feel that I am right."

Elder Qin put down the wine jar.

"I know you were the one who thought the most among the few of us back then, and now you are the same." Elder Qin said lightly, "Back then you always laughed at me for thinking things too simply, I don't want to argue with you, I said But you. I don't want to think about the things you think about."

"I only know one thing."

Elder Qin's gaze sharpened suddenly.

"The people of the dynasty are revived the ancient emperor. Compared with that kind of existence, any mess is worth mentioning. If the ancient emperor has recovered, then the dynasty is our enemy, and we must kill the ancient emperor."

"People who think simple can sometimes think of some key points."

"I know you're cursing me again." Elder Qin said, "But I don't know everything. It was Emperor Xuan who recovered, right? Among the three emperors, he was the one who killed me. Are you just keeping a lot of things ready to deal with him?"

Yi Heping applauded meaningfully.

"Don't tell me, you don't know that we are just ants in front of that kind of existence. Do you want to die?"

Elder Qin's voice was a little angry.

Yi Heping looked at him with an indescribable expression, and he said slowly: "Have you thought about one thing..."

For the first time tonight his tone was less casual.

"In the Era of Chaos and the Era of Ten Thousand Immortals, the one who killed those ancient emperors has always been the same person. Why is that?"

His voice was very soft, but there seemed to be something terrifying hidden in it, something that had been ignored by people all the time.

Elder Qin stiffened, feeling a chill suddenly penetrated into his bone marrow.

From the Era of Chaos to the Era of Ten Thousand Immortals, it was indeed many people from the eighteenth Gu Clan who overthrew the ancient emperor's rule, but... the final blow that really brought down the ancient emperor was indeed always done by one person.

The cold wind blew past this quiet cemetery.

There are many tombstones, and everything is dead.

Yi Heping drank wine alone, Elder Qin sat quietly on the spot, and finally Yi Heping leaned on the tombstone and passed out drunk.

When the sky lightened slightly, Elder Qin finally stood up.

"Whether it's before or now, it's really boring to drink with you." Elder Qin patted his clothes and stood up, "I don't understand what you guys want to do anymore."

He paused.

"I'm just a man who draws a knife."

Yi Heping leaned against the tombstone, closed his eyes, and did not move. Elder Qin turned around and slowly walked out of the dead and silent cemetery.

Yi Heping opened his eyes.

His eyes are very clear.