The sarcasm on Bailishu's face flashed, and he quickly returned to his expressionless expression, and he just glanced at Ye Qiusheng casually.
"I have little talent and learning, dare to ask Mr. Baili, is Beichen Taishang agreeable?"
Ye Qiusheng changed the subject and asked about Bailishu.
The prison door was set in the middle of the ground, it was tightly fitted, and there was no lock, but Ye Qiusheng tried several methods but could not open the black iron door. Baili Shu walked over, squatted down, and pressed his empty left hand on the prison door.
Hearing Ye Qiusheng's question, he slowly injected his true energy into the black iron prison gate, while answering lightly.
Bailishu's answer was only one sentence, but after hearing what he said, Ye Qiusheng's pupils shrank suddenly.
—"In the time of chaos, people called the ancient emperor the Supreme."
Too high, too high! The Supreme is the highest. Before that, Ye Qiusheng only connected it with the Taoist view of origin, and only regarded it as the source of all things in the legend. However, as Bailishu said, the meaning of the Supreme is the highest. It can indeed be used to refer to the ancient emperor.
Isn't the ancient emperor of the chaotic era just the "supreme!"
"Beichen has one, its name is too high" "For example, Beichen, all the stars share it"... The bad old man once said words accidentally after being drunk, which flashed across Ye Qiusheng's mind, but at this moment, these words already have a deep meaning. But Ye Qiusheng didn't have time to study it carefully, because with Bailishu's movements, the black iron prison door under his feet moved.
When Bailishu's true energy poured into the Xuantie Prison Gate, the exquisitely crafted reliefs on it began to emit a faint light. Flood dragons, snakes, golden crows, fogs and birds of prey... The ancient desolate beasts seemed to be awakened on the prison gate, and opened their eyes again.
Standing beside Bailishu, Ye Qiusheng was forced to take several steps back by the coercion of the desolate beasts that were constantly recovering as the reliefs lit up.
With the prison gate on the ground as the center, a howling and shrill gust of wind suddenly blew up around it, and the sound of the wind was like a hundred ghosts screaming in the underworld.
Baili Shu was still half squatting on the dark iron prison door, with one hand pressed on the dark red black iron, his golden longbow half resting on the ground, and the sudden gust of wind blew his white robe violently.
One after another, the desolate beasts painted on the prison door continued to recover.
When the last horned dragon was also awakened, Ye Qiusheng heard a "click".
Both he and Baili Shu were on the prison door of the dungeon set on the ground. With the sound of "click", the closed prison door flipped down and opened instantly. The moment before the door opened, Bailishu withdrew his hand, straightened his longbow, and shouted "Go" in a low voice.
The moment the prison door opened, Ye Qiusheng heard a soft sigh in a daze.
He and Baili Shu fell on guard together, and the sigh sounded like it had come across several epochs, the sound was very soft, but it carried an indescribable sadness.
The cell sealed off with the Xuanmen engraved with the Battle of Difen is not big.
Compared with the whole tower, this cell is very small. But compared to the length and width of the cell itself, its height is a bit strange, more than three times as long.
This made the cell look more like a shaft than a room.
The torch was extinguished when the strong wind blew just now, Ye Qiusheng lit the torch again and went to look around. There is a long bronze table and a chair in the cell, and there is an inch of stone platform on the left and right, and I don't know what it is for. Ye Qiusheng traveled the land of the Twelve Dynasties, and it is not uncommon that he has been to a prison cell, but this is the first time he has seen a cell like this.
If it weren't for the black iron prison door on the top, no one would doubt that such a cell is a retreat for cultivation.
There are some dusty jade slips in the pile, which look somewhat similar to the memorials corrected by secular emperors.
When Ye Qiusheng turned his head to look around, he found that Bailishu was holding a longbow and staring at the empty chair.
"My throne, Yu Yu's famous fragrance..."
Bailishu stepped forward step by step, he walked around the bronze desk, and gently touched the dusty, inconspicuous chair with his hand. When his wristless hand touched the chair, the humble chair changed.
The dust scattered, and in Ye Qiusheng's eyes, the illusion that had been cast on the chair suddenly shattered.
——My throne, full of fragrant fragrances, strange beasts bow their heads, and horned dragons circle around.
This is the throne.
Ye Qiusheng suddenly understood why this Prisoner's Tower in the Chaos Era was transformed into a formation tower in the Ten Thousand Immortals Era! In the Era of Ten Thousand Immortals, that was the era when the ancient emperors began to wither and fall, and this tower was used to imprison and kill those ancient emperors who ruled the world in the chaotic era!
It is precisely because of this that the Qingming Tower corresponding to it in Bingzhou City is a symbol of the death of the ancient emperor.
— But, who was imprisoned and killed here, which ancient emperor in the Chaos Era
The throne where the horned dragon hovered silently stood in the darkness, and when its true face was revealed, everything around it also changed. Ye Qiusheng's ancient blade slid out of his sleeve without a sound, and many inscriptions slowly began to appear on the walls under his feet and around him, and a vague and terrifying atmosphere began to envelope him from all directions.
Suddenly there was a muffled sound above the head, and the gate of the black iron that would be the battle of Difen suddenly closed.
At the same time, in the not-so-bright light of the torch in Ye Qiusheng's hand, other things began to protrude little by little from the wall where the inscription emerged—layered black shadows.
A sense of nobility instantly enveloped this place.
The space in the originally small prison room suddenly changed, becoming infinitely large like the tower room where the bronze statue was placed. The only thing that remained unchanged was the throne and the long bronze table placed in the middle.
But the throne carved with beasts and horned dragons did not seem to change, but in Ye Qiusheng's perception, it became extremely majestic and untouchable.
"Dead and broken things."
Ye Qiusheng murmured to himself in a low voice, he didn't rush towards Bailishu, he just threw the torch in his hand casually, and the ancient blade lay across his chest. He no longer summoned the soul of the snake, but circulated his true energy. The next moment, a flaming line spread from his feet, stretched on the ground, and finally formed a circle, separating Baili, the emperor's seat, Bronze case, surrounded by stone platforms.
- Draw the ground as a prison!
This is a formation used to imprison the opponent, but now Ye Qiusheng is doing the opposite, using it to circle a protective area.
Gu Ren shook, and Ye Qiusheng stood on the "circle" line.
Behind him, Baili Shu withdrew his hand from touching the throne, and then flicked his sleeves to shake off the dust on the bronze table.
After the dust cleared away, the light of the forbidden magic enchantment on the neatly piled jade slips flowed faintly.