I will bury the gods

Chapter 313 Death Battle
Shenshoushan, quiet room.

Gong Yu stared at Shi Yirao, Su Hexue quietly, waiting for their reply.

"Shenshou Mountain's shock guard array is ready." Shi Yirao broke the calm.

"The Shocking God Formation protecting the mountain?" Gong Yu frowned.

"This is the formation left by the mountain lord back then. It has been continuously strengthened and gradually completed in the past 300 years. The four goddesses are responsible for guarding the eyes of the square formation, and the head teacher holds the formation alone. Although the formation is powerful, it is also dangerous. I have completed the martyrdom consciousness of sacrificing myself." Shi Yirao said.

The frost in Gong Yu's eyes gradually faded, she hummed and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

Su Hexue and Shi Yirao looked at each other, but hesitated to speak.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Gong Yu asked.

"No more." Su Hexue shook their heads lightly.

Gong Yu closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then suddenly got up and said, "I'm going out for a walk."

"Where is the Taoist master going?" Su Hexue asked.

"Where am I going, do I need to tell you?" Gong Yu said coldly.

"It's not necessary, but His Majesty is still fighting to the death, the outcome is uncertain, and the current situation is unpredictable, and changes may occur at any time. If it is not necessary, it is better not to move around at will." Su Hexue said.

Gong Yu didn't pay attention to her words, got up with a sword, and walked towards the quiet room.

Su and Xue looked at Shi Yirao with inquiring eyes.

"Let me walk with you." Shi Yirao said.

"As you like." Gong Yu said lightly.

The year-round quiet summit of Shenshou Mountain has been washed away by the heavy rain, and the road surface is actually solidified snow and ice slag, walking on it is like walking on gravel.

Gong Yu and Shi Yirao walked through the icy and snowy mountain road, and the ancient trees on both sides fell down in the violent wind and rain, and a large number of them were frozen to death and frostbitten, and the whole area was in decline.

The battle between the black dragon and the emperor is still going on. When you climb to a high place, you can overlook the battlefield with thick fog and black clouds. The deep purple thunder and lightning are so powerful that they seem to sink the land.

"Are you going to Xuanmiao Pavilion?" Shi Yirao walked with her for a while, guessing.

"Ah."

Gong Yu nodded and said, "My parents left something for me, I'm going to get it."

Shi Yirao nodded without asking.

They walked towards the Xuanmiao Pavilion.

When passing through a snow forest, Gong Yu stopped. She found a hidden mountain road in the dense forest. The mountain road was winding and winding, and she didn't know where it led.

With a move in her heart, she set foot on this mountain path by instinct.

Shi Yirao followed.

Around the winding mountain road, at the end is a courtyard that has been abandoned for a long time. The courtyard is centered on the promenade. On one side is a rockery and a dry pond, and on the other side is a desolate three-story building.

Gong Yu had never been to this building, but felt familiar.

The door lock was very rusty, and before she could use any force, the lock was broken, the door creaked and pushed open, thick dust fell like wisps, and a faint musty smell came through, which was soaked in the years. breath.

The objects here are generally well preserved, but the wood carvings are cracked, the gilt is dim, the pearls and topaz are old, and the bright red silk knots hanging in front of the hall are all faded and white.

The jade bone has long become the spring and the soil.Whatever happened here has been washed away by time.

"I didn't expect such an old building to be hidden in this place." Shi Yirao looked around and said slowly.

Gong Yu didn't speak.

She walked here quietly, with very light steps, as if she was afraid of disturbing the sleeping soul.

She walked up the stairs to the third floor.

The third floor is very narrow, the glazed roof receives the sun unreservedly, the floor under the roof has long been cracked by the sun, and it will shatter when stepped on.

When Shi Yirao walked to the third floor, she saw Gong Yu standing at the window, staring at the dilapidated window grilles in a daze. The window grilles vaguely contained two words, but Shi Yirao couldn't tell what they were.

She just stared at Gong Yu silently.

Gong Yu's robes are so rich that ordinary women can't control them at all. Only her proud figure can hold them up. The sun from the zenith is pouring on her body, and the fairy in white robes wins the snow like she is about to emerge with the light.Shi Yirao always felt that if she wanted to rank the goddesses in the world, she was the one who deserved the top spot. This kind of beauty has already surpassed the limits of the world, and any harm to her would be a desecration of pure beauty.

"So I've been here before." Gong Yu said suddenly.

"When?" Shi Yirao asked.

Gong Yu didn't answer.

She looked around the narrow small building, turned back and went downstairs, and never looked back.

Xuanmiao Pavilion is on the side of the top of the main peak, and its appearance looks like a Taoist hall.The Xuanmiao Pavilion has countless books and is home to a large number of alchemists. Now that the war has started, the alchemy furnaces in the pavilion are in full operation, the flames are soaring, and the good and bad medicines are poured out from the mouth of the copper beast.

The old man guarding the pavilion was as skinny as a stick. Before Gong Yu arrived, he was lying on the bamboo chair drowsy.

"Hidden ghosts and gods are silent." Gong Yu said.

"My heart hides ghosts and gods and keeps silent..."

The old man who guarded the pavilion opened his eyes, stood up tremblingly, pondered for a moment, seemed to want to answer the second half of the code, but couldn't remember it anyway, and said: "Forget it, I'll go get it for you directly."

The old man walked into the vast bookstore, and when he came out again, he was holding a booklet with a blue cover in his hand.

Gong Yu took the brochure.

Her slender jade fingers stroked the words on the booklet: To our daughter.

She recognized this character, it was her mother's character, and she could even imagine her gentle smile when she considered the title of the book.

Gong Yu wanted to turn the pages of the book.

Shi Yirao pressed her wrist and said, "Let's get out of here first."

Gong Yu smiled: "You don't even want to give me the time to read a suicide note?"

Shi Yirao was taken aback.

"You know everything?" Shi Yirao asked.

"I knew it when Su and Xue knocked on the door."

Gong Yu held the scroll in his hand, and said with a smile: "Although you didn't speak along the way, you had too many small emotions, like a little bitch who was abandoned, this is not a qualified goddess who ignores you. You are not as good as me."

Shi Yirao lowered her head.

The sunlight poured in from the outside of the courtyard, filtered through the smoky furnace smoke, and became blurred. Such blurred light fell on Shi Yirao's body and was frozen into an inch of thin ice.

"Why?" Gong Yu asked.

Before Yi Rao could answer, it was the old man curled up in the recliner who spoke first: "Your tone of voice is really similar to that of Xiao Ying'er, but you worked much harder than Ying'er back then. Assigning homework to Yinger, she left Xiao Song to do it. At that time, I thought she was bullying Xiao Song, and secretly talked to Xiao Song, but Xiao Song refused to listen, and I scolded him for his elm head... Later Look, Xiao Song is really 'foresighted', but I, as a gentleman, are short-sighted."

Gong Yu looked at the old man.

When I was a child, Gong Yu asked my mother why she wanted to be with my father, and Gong Ying said helplessly, "Your father helped me with my homework for six years, and my mother has nothing to repay her, only promise with her body."Xiaoyu, who was only six years old at the time, was amazed when she heard the words 'six years of schoolwork', and said, mother, you really took advantage of it.

At that time, Dad happened to be next to her. Hearing what she said, she couldn't help laughing. Seeing how proud her father was, Xiaoyu couldn't help shaking her head and sighing, thinking that her father was really being taken advantage of.

"It turns out that the old gentleman is mother's teacher, I'm rude." Gong Yu said.

"Don't be rude, your mother always called me old man when I was a child, you are much more polite than her." The old man smiled.

Gong Yu was stunned, she never expected that the gentle-looking mother would be so savage when she was a child.When she was young, she blamed herself for not being able to inherit her mother's excellent morals, but now it seems that she is undoubtedly her own daughter.

"Sir, can't control her?" Gong Yu asked.

"No one can control her." The old man smiled wryly.

"I didn't expect mother to be a little witch." Gong Yu lowered her head and smiled.

"Yeah, back then she was such a tiny little girl, running around with braids all day long, as if she had endless energy, now... in a blink of an eye, she has been gone for 300 years Ah, my old bones are still lingering." The old man's voice choked.

"You don't have to be like this, old man." Gong Yu said softly.

On the road of cultivation, the stories of white-haired people sending black-haired people are too numerous to enumerate. The immortals have traveled along the way, relatives and friends are born, old, sick, and died.

"Your mother also left you a relic." The old man said vicissitudes.

"What?" Gong Yu asked.

"On the third row of wooden cabinets at the bottom of the pavilion, that small black box is there. Go and get it yourself," said the old man.

Shi Yirao remained silent the whole time, watching Gong Yu go deeper into the book pavilion.

Gong Yu quickly found the small black box, and there was only a piece of paper in it, which was newly written by the old man. He told Gong Yu that Xuanmiao Pavilion had a secret passage leading directly down the mountain, and he clearly wrote down the direction of the secret passage. Let her escape quickly.

Gong Yu didn't leave, she turned back and thanked the old man for his kindness.

The old man sighed and asked, "Why?"

"The wives of my sisters, apprentices, and grandchildren are all on the mountain. What will they do when I leave?" Gong Yu said.

"I won't touch them." Shi Yirao said.

"You won't, but what about the others?" Gong Yu smiled lightly and said, "I don't want to implicate anyone."

Shi Yirao was speechless.

The old Pavilion Master of Xuanmiao Pavilion closed his eyes, sighed and burst into tears, only whispered the name of his former apprentice and repeatedly said sorry.He is too old to do anything.

"Is the emperor going to kill me?" Gong Yu asked.

"Yes." Shi Yirao said bluntly, "Your Majesty has spoken to us."

At first, they didn't understand why the emperor opened his mouth on the wasteland to expose his immature girlish voice. Now they all understand that the emperor did this to let the sinful goddesses hear her voice, which was the emperor's voice. The voice is unique and inimitable, and she can use it to issue the iron order to kill Gongyu.

If it weren't for the emperor's voice, no one would believe that this ridiculous order was true.

"It seems that the sisters of the Si family are not wrong, they are indeed loyal to the emperor, you help me catch her, it really is flooding the Dragon King Temple." Gong Yu smiled lightly.

Shi Yirao also understood this.

The emperor wanted to secretly kill the master of the Daomen, so he chose Si Muxue, who had identical sisters. Whether it was the change of owner of the Sin Jie Shenjian or the theft of the Ghost Prison Thorn, the emperor acquiesced.

But the killing that the emperor participated in failed.

"Who the hell am I?" Gong Yu muttered to himself.

"What?" Shi Yirao asked.

"The black dragon and the emperor are both ancient powerhouses. If they want to kill me with their own hands, I will never live. It's ridiculous that they dare not. What kind of thing am I and what kind of karma is stained on me? How can you let the two ancient gods be so jealous?" Gong Yu smiled, as if mocking himself.

Shi Yirao couldn't answer this question, and only said sorry.

"You were qualified to say sorry to me when you cried in the rainstorm, but you don't now."

Gong Yu's voice became cold, she stared at Shi Yirao, and said word by word: "Sword slaves, you are the sword slaves of the Sword of Sin, and also the Emperor's sword slaves."

Shi Yiluo didn't refute.

"It's really boring." Gong Yu said.

Sunlight condenses into ice.

The sky is dark.

Black clouds galloped in from afar, covering Mount Shenshou again, as if a rainstorm was brewing.

"Let's go, I'm here to learn the tricks of the sword slaves, don't disturb the quietness of the Xuanmiao Pavilion."

Gong Yu left with her hands behind her back, the unsheathed sword was ups and downs by her side, humming long and desolately.

The old man sighed.

Heaven and earth sigh together.

……

East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Xingyu is going crazy.

From birth to now, she has lived for more than 130 years.

For dragons, time is not a very precious thing. When she was young, she was very sleepy and often slept for three to five years. Instead of blaming her, the sister in red said that as a young dragon, a hibernation should take a long time. To ensure sufficient sleep for eight years, three to five years is too little.

In the past, she vowed to practice hard and inherit the throne of Dragon Palace.

Now she is rolling around on the Dragon King's Seat and no one cares about her, but she doesn't feel happy at all.

Dragon Palace is dead silent and cold, and the time is as long as freezing.

She doesn't know the meaning of her existence.

She should have been the freest dragon here, but now she is the only prisoner.

Xing Yu couldn't remember how long he had struggled here.

One day, she finally figured it out.

"No one has ever imprisoned me, so why should I imprison myself? I want to go out, I want to go out to bask in the sun, I want to go out to drink sweet-scented osmanthus wine! No, no, this is too worthless, I want to go out to kill people and set fires , torture people's hearts, hum, this time Lin Shouxi is not around, who can stop this deity?"

The sky is high and the sea is wide, so she should be allowed to gallop!

Xing Yu clenched his paws, took one last look at the tomb-like Dragon Palace, and went upstream.

She found that it seemed that as long as she made up her mind, it was not difficult to leave here.

How stupid and ridiculous she was who had been struggling before.

But when Xing Yu left the sea and got ashore, he was dumbfounded.

There was no sun, the sky was overcast and it was raining.

Although the current rain is not heavy, the villages by the sea have been submerged. People are dying and fleeing. The ancient pagoda of the famous temple she visited is only a spire left in the waves. Realize, this is a catastrophe.

She followed the path she had traveled south with Lin Shouxi and Fairy Baipao.

The road was flooded.

The village where she helped pick the kites was destroyed, the inn where she lived was also submerged, the sweet-scented osmanthus wine was soaked in water and could no longer be drunk, and the place where she wrote about the rain was not spared. In the face of difficulty, they were submerged together.

She also saw the victims, countless victims.

The victims knelt on the high ground on the top of the mountain, praying for the rain to stop.

Some people say that to stop the rain, one hundred virgins must be sacrificed to the Dragon King.

On the temporary altar, boys and girls were driven together, crowded and weeping bitterly.

The rain is mixed with it.

The dragon really came, and Xingyu recognized it. This was her fourth brother Pu Lao. She seldom talked to her brothers. Her brothers had been suppressed at the bottom of the sea for too long. They had weird tempers and were difficult to communicate with. chatty.

In the past, she might have joined forces with these brothers, wreaked havoc on the earth together, and took pleasure in human tragedies, but after traveling south, her heart changed subtly.

When the children were trembling, she stood up, walked to the front, punched her brother on the head, and blasted it back into the cloud.

People panicked and didn't know what was going on.

Pu Lao's first reaction was to meet Mu Shijing, and he turned around to run away, but when he took a closer look, he found that it was the tenth younger sister who came, and he didn't know why she did this.

"I brought the key back, and I unlocked the seal... I, what did I do..." Xing Yu trembled all over, she raised her head, looked at the cloud, and clenched her teeth, "You all did it!" what--"

"Humans have stolen our country and lived on the land for thousands of years. These ants should have been expelled from this kingdom, but you, what are you doing?" Pu Lao asked coldly.

Xingyu couldn't answer its question.

What Pu Lao said is correct, the world should be the kingdom of dragons, and human beings are just temporary residents. Their mortal bodies are too fragile, and the only way to occupy the land is to keep multiplying, and they don't have the ability to really take root.

Xingyu used to think so too, but now, she feels that it is wrong to think so, her knowledge is still shallow, she can't tell what is wrong, but when she sees the village being destroyed, she is furious.This is her simplest emotion.

Seeing her bowing her head in silence, Pu Lao thought that he had persuaded her sister.

The big dragon opened its sharp mouth again, and swallowed these boys and girls. Most of the boys and girls fainted from fright, and only a few of them also closed their eyes.

The dragon failed to bite down.

Standing in front, Xingyu grabbed Pulao's upper jaw with one hand and clasped its lower jaw with the other. She bent her body and pushed the dragon out of the altar with infinite brute force. Dazhang, with a ferocious face, said in a hoarse voice, "You beasts...I will skin you and cramp you up!!"

……

Royal Palace.

Lin Qiuyi picked up the broom, brushed the snow in front of the door, returned to the house, picked up a few classic ancient books, and flipped through them, but he was unexpectedly restless and couldn't calm down to read.

Simply do not read.

Lin Qiuyi rolled up his sleeves, leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and meditated.

Keep it up.

There was the sound of stepping on snow outside the door.

Lin Qiuyi opened his eyes.

He frowned first, then relaxed it quickly.He really wanted to know how Lin Shouxi left the secret place of the seal of the sacred mountain, but he didn't ask, but he was relieved: "As expected of the apprentice I taught."

Lin Shouxi shook his head.

He slowly pulled out the Zhan Palace, pointed at the old man, and said: "My master died when I was 12 years old. I saw him die with my own eyes. Now I have a new master. She My name is Chu Yingchan, she is very kind to me, she is so kind to me, my master also has a master, she is my ancestor, and she is also the head of the Taoist sect, you know her, she is also very kind to me, now ...you are going to kill her."

"Chu Yingchan..." The old man observed his expression and asked, "Do you like her?"

"She is already my wife." Lin Shouxi said.

The old man couldn't help laughing: "As a teacher, I still underestimated you. I thought you were an honest gentleman."

"I almost thought I was, thanks to my new master who woke me up." Lin Shouxi said.

Lin Qiuyi wanted to say something, but in the end he sighed and said, "Even if you leave the prison of Shenshan Yinxi, what's the use? If someone leaves, someone will stay. Mu Shijing is left inside, right?" ... You can't beat me together, so what chance do you have?"

"Mu Shijing will only hinder my hands and feet. Now without her, I feel quiet." Lin Shouxi clenched the hilt of his sword tightly and said solemnly, "Master Guoshi, come here."

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