Zhao Ge

Chapter 38: Burial ground

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"Bailishu!"

The voice seemed to come from a distance, Jun Wanbai rushed out of the small Lingxing Temple, she looked around, but did not see the familiar thin figure. It was dark all around, and there was no one on the farmland outside the city wall. The dark clouds in the night sky were blown away by the wind, and the moonlight cast a chill on the surrounding scenery.

Jun Wanbai returned to Lingxing Temple, and Li Xin stood at the gate of the temple, frowning.

He sensed the surroundings, but also found no trace of Bailishu.

"This guy." Jun Wanbai held the sword and gritted her teeth resentfully. She was so angry that she wanted to kick the altar, but the altar had collapsed, and the Lingxing Temple was full of weirdness, so she couldn't tolerate her. angry.

Li Xin's expression was not much better either, becoming more and more gloomy.

He turned and walked straight to the hole, jumping into the one on the left without hesitation. Jun Wanbai followed him with great strides, sword in hand - Bailishu was a high-ranking bastard, and now his understanding became clearer.

After Jun Wanbai and Li Xin disappeared at the entrance of the cave one after the other, the dust on the altar fell, the mysterious writing on the wall completely disappeared, and it returned to its original appearance. The altar closed back. The small secular Lingxing Temple is the same as before, and no one can see what happened here just now.

Behind the altar, Shenmu's spirit star statue watched everything that happened in the dark night.

Wooden statues of secular gods seem compassionate and ruthless.

Coming down from the entrance of the cave, there is a long natural stone path below. The stone path is not wide enough to allow two people to walk side by side. On the left and right sides are bluestone slabs with rough cutting surfaces. The surface is also exceptionally rough. Jun Wanbai took out the lantern from the ring and lit it up. She looked around and found many words engraved on the bluestone.

""Taiyi Record"."

Jun Wanbai looked at the words that were not deeply engraved, and recognized them after reading two lines.

The so-called "Taiyilu" is a scripture of Taishangzong to suppress evil spirits. No wonder that fake scholar Ye Qiusheng came all the way to Yanmen County. It seems that this place has a lot of connections with their Taishangzong.

Jun Wanbai raised the lantern to shine in front of him. The corridor was not known how long, and the cold wind blew out from inside. Since the "Taiyilu" to suppress evil spirits is engraved in this secret passage, there may be something at the end. Jun Wanbai was a little puzzled, just judging from the scriptures engraved on the stone path, she knew that the amount of work was probably not small, so why had she never heard that the Taishangzong people suppressed anything here

Since "Taiyilu" is inscribed here, then Bailishu should be pointing in the right direction, and the person surnamed Ye must have entered this secret passage.

"Li Banmad, do you want to stay here and guard?"

Jun Wanbai asked casually, don't look at the fact that they just teamed up to trick Ye Qiusheng, the relationship between the two is definitely not good. In Jiuxuanmen, it is the kind that almost has to fight when you meet-in fact, this is almost the case among core disciples.

Li Xin snorted coldly, and walked past her to the depths of the dark passage.

……………………………………………………

Ye Qiusheng walked alone in the secret passage, which was very rough, surrounded by jagged and raised rocks, making it more hideous against the heavy darkness. When Ye Qiusheng walked by, the flickering torch in his hand shone on it, and the uneven corners of the rocks cast elongated shadows, as if countless demons were entrenched here.

One day he's going to pour all that old man's wine into the water.

Ye Qiusheng thought about the old man who made him run around all day, and swore again.

He didn't walk fast, and as he got deeper, the rocks on both sides of the dark passage gradually became more rugged, with more and more sharp protrusions, and the wind flowing in the dark passage became stronger and stronger, bringing a faint sense of dampness.

Ye Qiusheng stopped in his tracks and listened carefully, and sure enough he could distinguish the sound of water flowing from the sound of the wind. There is wind flowing in the secret passage, which means that this secret passage must lead to a wider place. The sound of running water was not loud, as if it was coming through layers of rocks, it was a bit indistinct, and it seemed to be some distance away from where he was right now.

It seems that the records are correct: there are secret passages under the temple, one on the left and one on the left, life on the left and death on the right. Its right leads to an underground river, which cannot be crossed, and those who stray into it will return quickly.

At the entrance of the cave, the left side is connected to the way of life, and the right side is connected to the death area. But now Ye Qiusheng knew this and went to the one on the right.

Go ahead to dangers.

There is no way, who made him just a hard-working life.

Ye Qiusheng held the torch and continued walking in. In order to find out this place, he traced from the Cangpu Dynasty in the south to the Qi and Qin Dynasty, and then went all the way north to Bingzhou in the territory of the Chen Dynasty.

According to his investigation, the secret passage should be an underground river leading to Yanmen County. Yanmen County is a city at the pass. Not far from the city gate is the Guan Valley. The city is built in the surround of high mountains, so the bottom of the city is not deep, but it is hard rock instead of soil. The dark river leading to the secret passage of Lingxing Temple is part of the hanging river that runs through the city.

The water veins of a city are like the blood vessels of a city.

"The hanging river flows backwards for no reason." Ye Qiusheng traced it all the way, and finally determined the location of that thing based on this sentence combined with other legends. At that time, something unusual will happen.

Calculated according to the rule of breathing once every hundred years, the time when the Xuanhe River in Yanmen County flows back for no reason is exactly when it is "breathing".

Predicting that another hundred years would come soon, Ye Qiusheng came alone carrying the "lock".

However, even Ye Qiusheng didn't know exactly what the so-called "it" was, but he had a vague guess in his mind.

Ye Qiusheng walked in, and the secret passage gradually became narrower. After going through a nearly vertical dip, the stones on both sides were as sharp as swords. In the end, Ye Qiusheng had to turn sideways to pass. Fortunately, after half a stick of incense, the sound of the wind became more and more urgent, the sound of the water became louder, and the dark passage sloped upward again.

Squeezing out from the two rocks, Ye Qiusheng stepped on the flat stone brick with his feet free.

The dark tunnel full of rocks is finally over.

Ye Qiusheng raised his head and looked forward, but his movements paused slightly.

At the end of the dark passage is a stone chamber with a semi-arc top, the floor is paved with flat stone bricks, the stone chamber is empty, facing the exit of the dark passage is a huge, heavy black iron door. There was a faint blue fire burning beside the door, and the sound of water came from behind the stone door.

What made Ye Qiusheng stop was not the huge black iron gate, but a figure standing in front of the gate.

— A man in a white robe.

The person in the white robe didn't know how long ago he had been here. The figure tucked under the toga was still thin, and the man stood upright in front of the door, as if waiting for his arrival. The blue fire by the door shone coldly on the man's snow-like robe, showing a faint chill.

Ye Qiusheng held the torch in his left hand, and wrapped his right hand in the wide sleeve of his deep coat. Suddenly he saw such a ghostly person waiting for him, and he even smiled: "Thank you for waiting for a long time, Xiaosheng is terrified."

As soon as the word "panic" was pronounced, Ye Qiusheng's figure appeared in front of the white-robed man out of thin air.

A jagged ancient blade gathered in the sleeve of the robe silently slashed towards the throat of the man in white robe.

Taishangzong's smiling scholar is the most ruthless. He has a smile on his face, and his mouth is as polite as a scholar full of knowledge, but his hands are killer moves that directly take people's lives.

That is, the moment he shot, the white-robed man standing still in front of the black iron gate raised his head. Ye Qiusheng saw the face under the hood clearly, and met a pair of eyes like an ancient well without waves.

When the ancient blade was about to slice through the man's throat, it stopped in the air.

"All right."

Ye Qiusheng said softly, retracted the ancient blade and took a step back.

Under the hood is the face with snow-covered brows and eyes, which was recorded at the top of the twelve volumes of beauties by Kyushu Bank.

—As expected of a fixed number.

His intuition was not wrong, Baili Shu really knew something, and it really was the source of his uneasiness. In a daze, Ye Qiusheng felt as if he had returned to that secret realm five years ago. At that time, it was the same as now, when everyone thought that Baili Shu would not appear, this person appeared.

"Does Mr. Baili also like to go out at night when the dew is heavy?" Ye Qiusheng asked with a smile on his face as if the murderer had never happened when he came up, and asked quite familiarly, "I don't know why Mr. Baili came to this ghostly place?"

"Why are you here?"

Baili Shu looked at him quietly, it was obvious that Ye Qiusheng's ancient blade would slit his throat, but this man didn't even bat an eyelid, as if he knew that Ye Qiusheng would stop at the last moment.

"Me?" Although the ancient blade in Ye Qiusheng's hand did not pass through Bailishu's throat, he was still holding it, slightly tilted sideways. It was an ancient blade with serrated edges, faintly glowing dark red, "The weather is just right , I thought that a beautiful woman would not be able to fall asleep, so I came out to relax."

The sound of water behind the door rumbled, and Ye Qiusheng opened his eyes and spoke nonsense with a proof, and he laughed frivolously as he spoke: "Oh, I see, it's possible that Mr. Baili has a heart-to-heart with me, so he wants to appreciate it together." Appreciate the wind and moon?"

"In spring, Yanmen County suddenly warmed up. The hanging river flowed backwards, and the city walls were destroyed for ten miles. People thought that the earth was overturned, and everyone was shocked." Bailishu was not moved by Ye Qiusheng's frivolous words. He opened his mouth in a hurry.

Bailishu's tone was calm, but it sounded like thunder to Ye Qiusheng.

His smile faded for an instant, his face was clouded by the flickering blue fire, and the ancient blade in his hand vibrated slightly, like the excitement of a giant shark before it could eat people. The half-truth and half-fake killing intent condensed in the air, and the sound of the wind seemed to be affected by the invisible aura, and suddenly became fierce.

"Do you think that what you have in your hand is all... locks?"

As if not aware of Ye Qiusheng's killing intent, Bailishu said softly, as if he was asking, but his expression did not show any inquiry.

The extremely tense murderous aura in the air suddenly dissipated.

Ye Qiusheng laughed, the ancient blade in his hand disappeared, and he looked like a scholar again: "It's really a great honor for me to be able to think of a place with Mr. Baili."

He put away the ancient blade, Bailishu glanced at him, stepped back a distance, and gave him the position directly opposite the door.

Ye Qiusheng raised the torch and carefully looked at the ancient giant door.

The light from the torches cast only a little bit of light on it, and more light came from a row of faint blue flames pointing from top to bottom on both sides of the giant gate. The fuel of the will-o'-the-wisp flame is the legendary merman fat that can burn for thousands of years, and it is unknown how many years they have been burning here.

Ye Qiusheng looked at those merman candles and felt a faint chill.

Who used this merman oil to light a fire that would last for thousands of years, waiting for the latecomers

He waved away the vague and vague thoughts in his mind, and began to look intently at the black iron gate mentioned in the incomplete notes.

The gate is about four feet high, and the giant gate made of pure black iron is dark in color, with a disturbing red light faintly revealing. It stretches there, giving people an unparalleled sense of thickness. The door is divided into two, and the left and right sides have relief sculptures that look like dragons and snakes. But the relief is neither like a dragon nor a snake, it seems that only its long neck is exposed, and more than half of its body is hidden in the clouds and mist.

"Fog bird of prey."

Baili Shu stood beside Ye Qiusheng and said softly.

The relief on the Xuantie gate is the totem of the bird of prey that Qingyu Guangzhou met that day. The reason why it looks like a dragon or a snake is because only the long neck bone of the bird of prey was drawn when it was carved. The neck bones are coiled, which is exactly the posture of the mist bird of prey at the beginning of the dance - from the head to the neck to the wings, and finally the whole mist bird of prey hovers like a phantom.

Baili Shu silently looked at the relief on the black iron gate.

To carve the dance of the mist bird at the entrance of such a place is to say that this creature will one day return with anger in its arms, wings and neighing for vengeance

Just like what they encountered that day.

Although Ye Qiusheng knew that Bailishu and the others had encountered a misty bird of prey on the way, he had never personally faced the terrifying ancient beast. Therefore, when he saw the relief, he had no other thoughts except a momentary sigh. . What he cared more about was the things on the door other than the reliefs.

There are many gray spots on the dark black iron gate - there are many night pearls inlaid on it. It's just that these luminous pearls that should have been glowing now seem to have exhausted their energy, and they are dusty, not even as good as ordinary orbs. Ye Qiusheng raised the torch, got closer, and found that the night pearls were actually inlaid on the nodes of the formation diagram.

"The Weekly Constellation Chart."

Ye Qiusheng uttered this word that almost all immortal cultivators are familiar with.

The so-called cultivating immortals is to pursue the connection between human beings, heaven, earth and all things. Zhoutian astrology is undoubtedly the existence of many people's enlightenment and special research. Throughout the ages, there are many capable people and strangers who have invented many admirable formations for the celestial astrology. But it is recognized that the only one that can be dubbed the "Zhoutian Constellation Map" is the one inscribed in the Qingming Pagoda.

Jingling Terrace, known as Penglai in the common world, was originally a failed Qingming Pagoda, so Taichung also has such a picture of the celestial constellations engraved.

But at this time, Ye Qiusheng and Bailishu saw a map of the stars engraved on the black iron gate in the underground of this little Yanmen County.

But the weekly celestial constellation map in front of me is not complete. Among the twenty-eight constellations, the node that should be the Big Dipper does not have the night pearl, and the seven semi-concave holes destroy the integrity of the entire array. It is precisely because of the lack of these seven luminous pearls that all the luminous pearls on the entire array are in a dim state.

Ye Qiusheng glanced at Bailishu, who was standing aside, also looking at the celestial constellation map on the black iron gate, but he was thinking of something, or...waiting for him to make a move.

"It's not fair when you think about it." Ye Qiusheng sighed, and resignedly took out a copper box from the ring, "I ran all over the country to put everything together, but someone didn't have to do anything and wait for the door to open." ...Forget it, forget it, if a beauty doesn't enjoy the beauty, just pay the price of "a thousand catties", so that your juniors don't always use this excuse to do something."

Ye Qiusheng's "one thousand catty side" teased Qin Jiu's previous talk about the elder sister of Hehuanzong trying to meet Baili Shu with a thousand catties of high-grade spirit stones. Unfortunately, Bailishu, who was teased by him, did not respond at all.

Although the beauty is beautiful, it is as cold as ice.

Ye Qiusheng opened the copper box, and seven equally dusty luminous pearls lay quietly on the silk and satin. It took him a full ten years to throw these seven beads on the side of the road and no one wanted to pick them up.

Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan...

The luminous pearls are placed on the recesses one by one, and as the Big Dipper returns one by one, the luminous pearls on the giant black iron gate light up one by one... just like the stars in the dark night without light. Appearing one by one, eventually forming a vast sea of stars. At the same time, the immovable black iron gate itself began to tremble gradually. When the black iron gate weighing tens of thousands of tons shook, Bailishu and Ye Qiusheng only felt the square and arc-shaped stone chamber vibrate accordingly.

Like an earth dragon turning over.

Kaiyang...

The Xuantie Gate had already started to tremble visibly with the naked eye, Ye Qiusheng turned his back to Bailishu, and took out the last night pearl from the copper box. His fingers moved slightly, as if trembling because of nervousness. Just when he was about to put the last night pearl back in place, his hand stopped in mid-air.

There was something cold stuck to the back of his neck.

Bitingly cold, with a sense of sharpness.

It was a long sword about a palm's width out of the scabbard, held horizontally by Baili Shu, the blade of the long sword seemed to be shrouded in cool moonlight, and the snow-colored blade stuck to Ye Qiusheng's neck, as if His throat would be slit the next moment. Ye Qiusheng didn't look back, nor did he continue to put the Ye Mingzhu into the groove.

In the stone room, one squatted and the other stood. The squatting people stopped in mid-air, and the standing people held their swords horizontally, and the air seemed to freeze.

Bailishu's sword came up silently, even though the blade was pressed against Ye Qiusheng's neck, there was no trace of murderous intent.

But Ye Qiusheng would never think that Bailishu's sword would really stop moving forward.

He had seen Baili Shu throwing out his sword with a blank face, and that sword seemed to come from outside the sky, but when it fell, it didn't have the slightest murderous aura-the ice sealed thousands of miles, and the creatures under the ice lost their lives due to the extreme cold, but you Can it be said that ice itself has killing intent? Bailishu's sword was like ice and snow itself, without any emotion, not even murderous intent.

Just simply, out of the sword.

It was precisely because his sword did not carry a trace of murderous intent that Ye Qiusheng didn't realize it until the blade touched his neck.

Ye Qiusheng's heart trembled, he realized that he relied too much on the sensitivity to murderous intent that he had cultivated between life and death, but his face remained calm: "I think there is something wrong with the few sentences I wrote. Sometimes people in white clothes The guy doesn’t necessarily look like a celestial being, but also looks like the life-threatening Bai Wuchang, Mr. Baili, you are very similar to the life-threatening Bai Wuchang right now.”

"So you also feel that your life is not long?"

Baili Shudao.

Unexpectedly, Bailishu would follow Ye Qiusheng's teasing and joke, although his tone was as cold as if he really wanted to draw his sword to end other people's lives at any time.

But that seems to be the case.

"Young Master Baili wouldn't be so cruel." Ye Qiusheng looked at the long sword with a snow-colored edge that lay across his neck, and smiled wryly, "At least he is your admirer!"

Jianfeng sent a little forward again, sticking to the skin.

Ye Qiusheng put it another way: "Okay, okay, so for the sake of temporary cooperation?"

"The allusion to falsehood doesn't apply here."

Baili Shu said indifferently, the wrist holding the long sword was bony, but the blade was extremely stable. The motionless sword body carried an invisible deterrent force, but it was silently warning something.

The two stalemate for a while, and finally Ye Qiusheng sighed.

This feeling that everyone's every move is under the insight of others is too bad... How can Jiuxuanmen clean out geniuses and lunatics

He let go of his hand, and let the night pearl he was holding fall to the ground, making a crisp sound. With a slight flick of his wrist, another luminous pearl appeared in his hand - when he picked up the luminous pearl just now, he used a ploy to change the last luminous pearl.

The moment the fake night pearl is installed, the mechanism in the stone room will be triggered, and the prison cage will fall from the sky, trapping the intruders in the stone room who don't know their mission. The moment the prison cage fell, Ye Qiusheng, who had been prepared, would dodge it as quickly as possible. When Bailishu is trapped in it, he will replace the fake Ye Mingzhu with the real one.

The so-called cooperation is just talk.

Even if Bailishu really had another "lock" in his hands, Ye Qiusheng didn't intend to let him enter the Xuantie Gate—their Taishangzong's painstaking efforts in the past dynasties did not need Jiuxuan Gate to intervene.

but…

Ye Qiusheng glanced at the long sword on his neck, smiled wryly, and put the real Ye Mingzhu on it.

Boom—boom—

Bailishu put away his long sword, and stretched out his hand to pull up Ye Qiusheng who was squatting on the ground. Together, they retreated a few steps back and forth.

I saw the merman's flames on both sides of the black iron gate began to shake violently. The faint blue light flickered and projected onto the giant black iron gate that was slowly cracking open, interlaced with the light of the star-like luminous pearls on the gate, and under the changing light and shadow, the relief sculpture of the bird of prey on the gate seemed to come alive. The long neck trembles and dances in the calm night star sea.

The stone chamber began to shake violently, and bricks and dust fell from the top of the head.

Ye Qiusheng released his true energy slightly to protect his whole body, and when he turned his head, he saw that the white robe on Bailishu's body was emitting a hazy light, which also blocked all the gravel and dust from his body. Finally, with a loud noise like thunder, the two black iron gates slid completely to both sides. This movement was so loud that even the city above my head would be affected - no wonder "it" was imprisoned outside the city.

Walk!

With the damp and cold wind blowing, Ye Qiusheng gestured to Bailishu, and rushed into the black lacquered hole exposed after the black iron door slid open. Baili Shu coughed twice in a suppressed voice, and followed him with his sword in hand. The space is small, and the echoes are still rolling, in addition to the huge splashing sound of water.

Baili Shu's suppressed, low cough was drowned in all kinds of deafening sounds.

Ye Qiusheng didn't notice it.

He stood behind the black iron gate, holding a torch, without saying a word.

Baili Shu stepped out from the huge black gate. Behind the black iron gate was a short stone platform. The long wind blew wildly from under the stone platform, making his white robe viciously rattle. .

It is said that the stone platform is actually just a black boulder embedded in the cliff with half protruding. The bitter long wind howled from top to bottom.

—Sealed behind the black iron gate is a majestic and terrifying underground world.

This is an astonishingly large space, where the leylines tore a big hole vertically, and the deep black rock stratum split open, extending down like a knife, as if it had been split all the way to the depths of the leylines. The river burst out from the fissures of the leylines, slamming into the deep black cliff fiercely with the momentum of destroying everything, breaking into thousands of sprays, and making a rumbling sound. Perhaps because it was too dark, the river water under the cliff was faintly black.

Someone modified the fissure in the ley line and built it into a natural... prison.

Yes, prison.

In the vast underground, thousands of pure black iron chains criss-cross across the entire space, like a giant net stretched from top to bottom everywhere—if Hezhou Qin Jiu were here, he would find that those iron chains are strikingly different from those Ribaili Shujiao is the same as the one they use to restrain the mist bird of prey.

In the center of the net composed of iron locks, there is a solitary strange rock like the head of a Chongling peak—it is not so much a rock as it is an isolated island. Under the vertical thousand-ren cliff, the black water rolled and turned, precisely because they flowed around the isolated island on that side.

like...

Black dragons hover over the unpardonable sinners.

"It's spectacular."

Ye Qiusheng sighed softly.

Standing on such a vast cliff, standing in the icy cold wind, watching the giant chain that runs through the sky like a dragon, and hearing the roar of the underground river, the kind of prehistoric left over from the time of history The majesty and grandeur rush towards the face, and the sense of own insignificance arises spontaneously.

Baili Shu didn't speak.

He took a few steps forward and looked down from the cliff. The island surrounded by black water seemed to be lifted up by the water and floated in mid-air, or it seemed to be suspended by iron chains. It fell there heavily, allowing the black water to wash and take pictures.

— almost like the heart of something.

"Dibengshan destroys the strong men to death, and then the ladders and stone stacks are connected."

Ye Qiusheng recited a famous poem that has been passed down through the ages. He walked forward step by step until he reached the left side of the stone platform.

On the left side of the stone platform, a narrow plank road was artificially opened up, spiraling and extending into the darkness on the steep cliff wall.

"It is true that the Stairway and Stone Stack were connected, and the ground collapsed and the mountain was destroyed, but the strong man died so hard that he couldn't even leave his real name!" Ye Qiusheng looked at Baili Shu who was expressionless and seemed indifferent.

"Lingxingshen! Shit god of the world! Shit mortal Zhizhou!"

Ye Qiusheng's voice suddenly rose, sharp as a knife.

"That's my Supreme Elder!"

— That’s my Supreme Elder!

Ye Qiusheng's voice broke through the howling wind, carrying resentment that exploded after being suppressed.

His voice is so angry, this kind of anger is not directed at Bailishu, but directed... directed at other, bigger things.

— Chief Shen didn't know anything about this Lingxing Temple.

It's not just that Shen who doesn't know something, almost the whole world of cultivating immortals doesn't know something.

"There is a stele in front of the temple, which reads: Yan Zhen, a native of Bingzhou Nanjun. In the sixth year of Jingyuan, he served as the governor of Bingzhou. Yanmen County, the stubborn land of Bingzhou, has high mountains and evil mountains, overflowing hanging rivers, and many people are suffering. Yan Xingxing built water conservancy, devoted himself to farming, worked hard for more than 30 years, and died in the line of duty. The people felt his kindness, and built a shrine to sacrifice him, named Lingxing... "

At this time, Ye Qiusheng became like a real scholar again, chanting word for word the illegible inscription on the stone tablet in front of Lingxing Temple. Only this time, the people standing in front of him were not the people who had headaches and irritability when they heard that he "dropped the pencil case".

Baili Shu stood silently, listening quietly, his robe was as white as snow.

"His surname is Kong, and his single name is An."

Ye Qiusheng spoke to Bailishu word by word the names that had long been forgotten by the world of cultivating immortals.

Kong An.

Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Taishang was a genius. He is also the youngest elder in Taishangzong's history. But shortly after he became an elder, he faded out of people's sight, and there has been no news since then.

On a snowy day of Taishangzong, the young elder changed his Taoist robes and put on the deep clothes of secular Confucian scholars, changed his name and surname, and traveled all the way to the Chen Dynasty. He changed from a high-ranking elder to a secular official who loved the people like a son.

He built a sealed and secret cage in the underground of Yanmen County. On every dark iron chain that traverses the sky, there is a "Tai Yi Lu" written with blood essence.

The people on the ground work at sunrise and rest at sunset, never knowing that they are actually living on the crater. The young elder burned his own life to firmly seal the thing underneath, avoiding a disaster of devastation.

Ye Qiusheng narrated the ancient past to Bailishu and to the huge underground world, telling about a supreme elder whose name had long been known to the secular god, with a solemn expression as if he was announcing it to the whole world.

But he himself found it ridiculous.

Kong An, Kong An.

If you don't ask about the world's affairs in your life, you can live in peace with one hole.

With a genius cultivating immortals with such a name, the youngest elder of the Taishang ended up dying like a mortal in order to protect an ancient secret and to protect the common people in all counties and counties of Bingzhou. ! After death, there was not even a stone tablet inscribed with his real name left!

Over the years, how many people in Yanmen County kowtowed and bowed in front of Lingxing Temple, and the inscription in front of the temple is engraved with one-thousandth of merit.

Even the name is wrong.

"He is the elder of my grand master." Ye Qiusheng repeated softly, his face flickered by the light of the torch flickering in the wind, "This is his cemetery, so..."

"Why should I let people who don't know him at all go on the road he opened up with his own hands?"

Ye Qiusheng seemed to be asking, he was standing straight, he didn't hold a knife in his hand, but his aura clearly made people feel that as long as someone dared to step half a step on the stone steps, he would draw his knife and stand up.

Bailishu and him looked at each other, and the wind passed between them, but it couldn't relieve the tense atmosphere—the atmosphere that would be facing swords in the next moment.

for a long time.

Baili Shu lowered his eyes, he put away the long sword he was lifting obliquely, and took out another thing. Ye Qiusheng looked at him without saying a word, Gu Ren quietly slipped out of his robe sleeve and held it in his hand.

sound of water.

Not the roar of the subterranean river below, a soft, ancient sigh.

"I never drink."

A young man in a white robe with an indifferent expression slowly poured the clear tea in the wine bottle onto the stone platform in the wind.

"Replace wine with tea."

Ye Qiusheng watched silently—the real homage to the Supreme Elder who died silently, which came many years late, was such a simple, temporary wine that was replaced by tea.

But…

At least it pays homage to a young elder named Kong Ming'an.

"Respect for the heroic soul."

Some people cut off the mortal world for the sake of immortality, and some people bowed their heads to the mortal world for the sake of the common people in this world.

Baili Shu Linfeng raised his glass and poured out the last cup of tea. He threw the wine bottle from the stone platform, the bronze wine bottle collided with the cliff, and disappeared into the darkness like dust.

"Let's go."

Bailishu turned around and walked towards Ye Qiusheng who was blocking the plank road.

—The dead have long slept, and the living still need to continue to do what he has not done.

Ye Qiusheng understood what Baili Shu hadn't said, so he fixedly looked at the thin white-robed young man, and finally turned around silently.

When he walked up the stone steps and walked a short distance, Baili Shu suddenly stopped him.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Qiusheng asked.

"Tianti stone stack, the six dragons return to the sun, and the yellow crane cannot pass." Bailishu stood on the plank road, holding the rough stone railing with one hand, as if he understood something, he read slowly.

His eyes swept across the black iron chains in the air, the black iron chains running across the ground were like ladders in the sky, and the circling underground river was guarded by giant dragons. So... what about the yellow crane

Baili Shu raised his head and looked at the darkness above.

Listening to his low voice, Ye Qiusheng vaguely sensed something unusual.

Bailishu didn't say a word, he took out the "Golden Crow" imitating the ancient divine bow from the ring, and put it on the long arrow with bright oil on the top. Opening the bow and shooting the arrow, the long arrow coated with bright oil roared into the sky. When it flew to the top, the whole long arrow burned, and the bright white light swept away, illuminating the darkness at the top.

There was one whistling sound after another.

One after another, long arrows burned in mid-air. This was a bow and arrow invented by the craftsmen of the Jin Tang Dynasty for instant lighting on the battlefield when the war broke out between the Jin Tang Dynasty and the Wild Spirit Dynasty a hundred years ago. Under the arrows of bright oil, the night-lurking army of the Wild Spirit Dynasty was exposed to light.

At this very moment, the long arrows used in this earthly dynasty war were shot out one by one by Bailishu.

Suddenly, it was as bright as daylight above their heads.

Seeing clearly what was above his head, Ye Qiusheng subconsciously held his breath.

On the top of Yaoyao's head, the skeletons of giant birds wrapped with ancient pythons were hung on the iron chains running across. In the scorching light, thousands of corpses shivered. No, that's not a hanging skeleton of birds and snakes intertwined. Those huge skeletons showed a kind of grayish white, hanging down, what people thought to be ancient pythons at first glance turned out to be their neck bones.

"Yellow Cranes can't pass."

Bailishu put down his longbow, and also looked at the forest of bones in the white light. His voice is also very soft.

Ye Qiusheng lowered his voice: "Are we entering the nest of the fog bird?"

Hanging above their heads was a skeleton of a fog bird that seemed to be sealed and sleeping—maybe it wasn't a skeleton, because the fog bird was originally a kind of thing without flesh and blood. It turned out that after Emperor Xuan killed a million smog birds of prey, these creatures that disappeared on the mainland of the Twelve Dynasties for an entire era were not extinct, they were sleeping in the dark underground, waiting for the time to wake up.

No wonder no one has found any trace of them.

Who would have thought that the final resting place of the emperor in the cloud above the sky would be this cold and dark underground

Baili Shu looked up at the huge shadows, but did not answer his words.

Since Emperor Xuan was able to kill millions of birds of prey, why did he leave trouble behind and let them sleep in this dark underground

—Is it because of compassion

How can there be any "compassion" for a person who can kill millions of souls and be crowned emperor.