Emperor Phoenix

Chapter 305

"Because he is always worried about me. When Bai Yuan enters the water and exchanges the bodies, there must be someone to meet him. If it is me, he is afraid that I will secretly hurt Bai Yuan. Moreover, he is not as good at water as I am, so he may not be able to swim into the secret passage in time. , your people came really fast, if we hadn’t dug the extremely concealed passage with the shortest straight-line distance, I’m afraid we would be discovered, so I swam so fast and lost something.”

"Is it this?" Qin Changge spread out his hands, and in the palm of the hand was the small jade bottle that Chu Feihuan had found, and when it hung upside down, heavy snow fell, "He gave it to you, right?"

Luo Xiang wanted to take it in surprise, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, so she withdrew her hand timidly, and looked at Qin Changge beggingly.

Qin Changge passed the jade bottle over slowly, and said with a faint smile, "Leave it... There is still a long and lonely road to go in the future... I don't think about how to get through those unchanging days. Rising moon and setting?"

Coming out of the hut, Qin Changge looked around and walked directly into the most spacious tile house.

The layout of the tile house is ordinary, except that there is an altar-like thing more than other houses. The picture originally enshrined on the stage has been splattered with blood for some reason, and it is impossible to see what the original painting was. The door is neatly arranged like a snow cave. There is only a bronze mirror on the dressing table, which can be vaguely seen as a female boudoir, which is probably the residence of the goddess of the Yinxue tribe.

There was a hidden door behind the dressing table. Qin Changge opened it without any trouble. Inside was a gold-painted box. The lock was extremely delicate, but it only took half an hour longer for Qin Changge's singer.

Her fingers have always been steady, but there is some deep ambiguity in her eyes.

With a "snap", the lid opens.

It exudes a faint, time-sinking breath that has been sealed for a long time.

At the bottom of the box is a piece of light yellow paper that has become brittle due to time. Under the paper are two pairs of extremely delicate shoes, which can only be worn by babies. It can be vaguely seen that they are light yellow in color. Embroidered flying butterflies, a pair of embroidered flying butterflies on the right.

It was written on the paper: Yisi month Gengzi day Guiwei time in the year of Renxu.

There is also a row of small characters below: It's night, twin stars shine on the moon, and twins will be born, happy?Sad?

hi?Sad?
Qin Changge stared closely at the piece of paper, staring at the familiar birth date, as if he wanted to see a deep hole in the flimsy paper.

After a long, long time, there was a snap.

The withered yellow paper gradually smears a little water, and the paper surface that has long been eroded by time and can no longer withstand any slight damage penetrates a black hole, like a bird from the dusty depths of the years, with the realization of a god-like fate. , quietly staring at the eyes that came over.

At the end of March in the sixth year of Qianyuan, reining in the warm golden wind, in front of you, you can see the Biluoshen Mountain, which has stood for thousands of years.

Qin Changge was fascinated by the green and lush mountains at the foot of the mountain, the clouds and mists in the middle of the mountain, and the world's largest holy mountain that was out of reach at the top of the mountain. He slowly stretched out his hand and made a gesture of pushing away.

Push away, push away the solemn gate of the most holy place in the eyes of the world; push away, push away some secrets that cannot be touched by people in the years.

Even the movement of pushing away needs to be impacted with a fountain of blood that reaches below the knees.

Once you step up the mountain today, it will be a matter of life and death. The Qianjue sect always cherishes the reputation, and the door rules are extremely strict. Except for the disciples who go down the mountain, they will not be able to return to the mountain gate forever. In order to betray the gate wall, he will always be a thousand abandoned disciples.

Qin Changge showed a sneer. There is another rule of the Qianjue family. Anyone who is a member of the Qianjue family must never slaughter his fellow family members. I don’t know if this rule of the family still works now?

Looking back, I looked at the Youping Erzhou army that was rushing behind me, like a giant black dragon, winding for tens of miles, but just looking at it, I saw a murderous and mighty army, and I rushed towards my face.

Looking up again at the place so high in the sky, the once sacred place in her mind, where she grew up, learned her skills, was loyal to, and believed in, and worked hard all her life for it, until she died. Yes, Shimen.

Is the moon on the broken bridge still permanently shrouded in mist?Like some hidden dark plan.

"Actually, we are all destroyed by the people we believe in and follow."

Bai Yuan, I understand the last truth in your life, but I still don’t want to believe it, until Shi Yi pointed to the east and said to me, "Go." I just confirmed it like falling into ice water, the cruelest person in the world fact.

why why why?
Qin Changge slowly stretched out his hand, bent it, and squeezed it... But his fingers were emptied in the flowing wind. The best memories he once had had long been weathered in the crevice of time, turning into a heart that never stops. tears.

Without that well-designed death, there would be no Feihuan who died of a serious illness, Xiao Jue who was shot by an arrow with shame, no Yu Zixi who was finally frozen for thousands of years with guilt, and there would be no loss and recovery. Lost Qin Changge, who was tossed by fate to death.

From Xiao Chen to Yu Zixi, from Yu Zixi to Bai Yuan, behind layers of truth is layer after layer of mist, and at the end of the mist, whose hand pushes away the thick clouds, revealing the iron blueness of fate... complexion.

The big dream is boundless, who is on the other side?
Master.

Today, I came here full of questions and resentment, in order to seek an answer, I did not hesitate to kill myself at the mountain gate.

I just want to ask one question.

why?
The army is as majestic as an iron wall, standing at the foot of Biluo Mountain.

Known as the sacred mountain, Biluo, which has been worshiped by the world for many years and is beyond reach, is greeted with hostile eyes for the first time.

Those military boots stained with blood on the battlefield are about to step hard on those green grasses that have never been touched by anyone.

Qin Changge got off his horse and stared at a small white jade stele in front of him in a daze. On it was simply written: "Bi Luo".

The handwriting is elegant and unrestrained, if there is a sense of immortality, it was written by Qianjue's ancestor when he founded this sect. All disciples who are sent down the mountain must kowtow to this stele three times before leaving, and disciples who have traveled far away and can never return, When thinking about the teacher's door, you can only kowtow to the top of the mountain far away before this stone tablet. If you go any further, you will be regarded as betraying the teacher's door.

For thousands of years, no one has violated this sect rule. In fact, the Qianjue sect sect rule is the golden rule for all disciples. Everyone has been admonished every day since entering the sect, and no one can have the slightest thought of rebellion.

So... let's start with me!

With a sneer, Qin Changge slowly took a step forward, with plain white robes, and crossed the jade tablet.

From now on, I will drive myself out of the door. Since I am already a thousand renunciation disciples, I should do whatever I do.

Qin Changge stepped on the jade tablet and gave the first order:
"Cut down trees!"

There are many formations at the foot of Biluoshen Mountain. If you rush in, you will be trapped to death. You have to cut them down first, and the army is dispatched to cut down the trees in front of you one by one. The follow-up army pulled away.

Qin Changge didn't intend to hide or hide, and he didn't intend to be gentle, courteous and frugal. Since he stepped into the foot of Biluo Mountain recklessly, and since he had torn away the veil of master and apprentice, why should he be so polite?
Qin Changge's plan is to block trees, cut down trees; block people, cut people down!

The troops were used to do everything swiftly and efficiently, and soon the foot of the Biluo Mountain became a white field, the trees kept rolling down, and the trunks showed pale stubbles, and the white line continued to extend upwards, like a jade dragon, circling ferociously, whistling on the body rush.

After cutting halfway, there was a sharp howl suddenly from the middle of the mountain. The howling sounded like thunder and rolled across the sky. With a flick, some soldiers screamed and rolled down.

Qin Changge squinted at the men, women and children in blue clothes, thinking of the legendary nameless family who guarded the gate of heaven for generations but never appeared in front of anyone. seen.

With a soft howl, Qin Changge rose up with his sword, and Qin Changge flew up to the treetops opposite those people, looking at them one by one with cold eyes, and those people met her gaze blankly.

The mountain wind howled, Qin Changge's black hair danced wildly, and the sternness in his eyes flickered and then disappeared.

With a flick of his sleeve, he said, "Kill!"

The crossbows and firearms surged up like an iron-blue tide, adjusting their angles one after another. Those dark tubes were facing those people, waiting to launch a murderous intent with flames and steel cold light at any time.

Those people didn't evade, stood still, didn't even move their brows, as if in the concept of practice, the only goal for many years was to protect Biluo, and naturally they could die for this life, so that they lost any ups and downs.

Qin Changge looked at them as if he looked at those trees—stop in front and die.

The battle is about to start, and in the sluggish silence, it seems that you can vaguely see the blood that is about to flow, the enemy's or your own.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Three crisp sounds, like the sound of a stone chime, suddenly came from afar from the top of the mountain.

Those men in green clothes who were standing stiffly raised their heads together, looked upwards, and then glanced at each other, ignoring the guards who were staring at them. The green robes were rolled up, and they shot backward like projectiles, disappearing into the depths of the bushes.

Qin Changge watched them retreat suddenly with a frown, and the sound of stone chimes on the top of the mountain was still lingering, and he was a little confused for a moment——Qianjuemen withdrew their guards, why?
After that, no one came out to stop him. Qin Changge looked at the cloud-shrouded mountaintop, thinking about who was in the door now. I don't know if it has feathered?Sword Immortal, as a Sanxian who has a deep connection with the master's school, is probably there. Before he went down the mountain, there were second and third senior brothers in the master's school.

When it comes to martial arts, none of these people are opponents, even if the whole world has no opponents. Now that it has reached this point, Qin Changge doesn't care anymore, just kill it. You have been killed for the first time, are you afraid of killing the second time? ?

(End of this chapter)