Have you ever tried to push open a door?
That kind of heavy, iron-clad copper door.
The process of pushing the door feels like pushing away a heavy amount of time.
You use your strength to measure history.
And the skylight outside the house follows you into the dusty unknown——
The hands of Lord Changsheng have pushed the door open more than once today. They have also ended more than one period of life.
He is really a very cold person.
At the last moment of Fu Zhaofan's life, he did not tell Fu Zhaofan his specific methods.
But maybe this is the reason for his "immortality".
Perhaps this is also the reason why Fu Zhaofan can die peacefully.
When the door of the side hall was opened, Miyue from Sanfenxianglou was sitting in the corner with her knees in her arms. Her body showed a weak and fearful posture. But her whole person did not feel weak.
Maybe her eyes are too focused!
Her chin was resting on her knees and her eyes were staring at the ground, where a book was spread out.
She is reading a book.
The figure representing the Lord Changsheng still only stays in the middle of the palace gate. He probably likes this just-in-time position and the posture of "self-bound".
"The fragrance of Sanfen Xianglou is the first. This is the first time I see you." Changsheng Jun said in a daze.
"This is also the first time I see you." Meiyue said, but she did not raise her head.
Meeting Mr. Changsheng for the first time is not more important than reading a book.
"What are you?" Lord Changsheng asked.
"Long Boji is dead. The junior brother who went out to deliver the body will not come back alive. People are dying everywhere in the entire Nandou Secret Realm, and people are dying every day." Meiyue sighed: "The little girl is scared!"
There was a smile in Changshengjun's voice: "You don't look scared."
"It is precisely because of fear that I close the door of this guest hall tightly, hoping that people will forget me. It is precisely because I am too scared that I need to read some idle books to escape reality and anesthetize myself." Miyue said, putting the ground on the ground
I closed the book, raised my head, and really saw the legendary Immortal Lord for the first time.
Of course, these beautiful eyes found nothing in that mass of light and shadow.
Instead, the skylight dimmed her eyes, making them dangerously charming.
The cover of the book on the floor says...
"The Biography of Thousand Beauties from All Countries?" Mr. Changsheng probably doesn't read Xianshu and has never heard of this name: "Which novelist wrote it?"
"I don't know the author's name. Maybe he got separated through the passing of time, or maybe he didn't dare to leave his name at all." Meiyue's voice was slightly surprised: "Does the name mean something to you?"
"Of course, the name is very important." Changsheng Junji said calmly: "I will not read books by unknown authors. If the author's name is not well obtained, I will not read it either."
"Oh. I'm not picky about this. Whether the book is good or not, the words can speak for themselves, and it doesn't matter who the author is." Miyue said casually: "A friend seems to like this book very much, so I bought it to study it."
"Is there anyone hiding in the book?" Lord Changsheng smiled half-heartedly.
"Hide my sweetheart!"
Meiyue seemed very serious, but immediately laughed again: "If someone is really hiding in this book, then you should run away now."
"Your knowledge far exceeds your cultivation, and you know a lot." Changsheng Jun said leisurely: "But maybe you know too much."
Meiyue smiled and said: "Not too much, not too much, I still need to learn."
She picked up the book on the ground and shook it: "I'm studying."
"There is no end to learning." Changsheng Jun's tone at this moment was casual, but it was thundering on the ground: "Three-cent fragrance, in exchange for being confused and fascinated. The singing and dancing of the orioles, are full of people's monsters. The three-cent fragrance building is such a ghost place. You
Looking at your bright makeup and flaming red lips, who knows how much blood you have stained? This time you have brought trouble to the hearts of the South, how much merit will you gain from your deception?"
Meiyue rolled up the book in his hand and sighed: "I'm not surprised that you understand my magical power. I'm surprised that you would say this. To bring trouble to the hearts of the people in the south? This great sect in the world, built up for thousands of years, was overturned in one day.
Is this a crime that a weak woman like me, who was lucky to have God come to me, can bear?"
"A big shot like you should trace the origins of something rather than pick its branches and leaves."
She shook her head: "Can I influence you, or can I influence Master Siming, or any of the six true masters of Nandou? I am so humble, but I can mess up Nandou's heart?"
"Long Boji is pitiful." Lord Changsheng sighed: "He is indeed no match for you."
"It's not that he is not my opponent. It's that his opponent is not me." Miyue corrected him seriously: "You took away all their names. And aware of all this, in order to save yourself, you deliberately wrote many letters to
His best friend is indeed remembered and missed, and Long Boji, whose name was left behind, is really the most annoying one. Isn't his death what you wanted?"
"He is indeed pitiful." There was a real sigh in Meiyue's tone: "Because his struggle is useless, and no one knows."
"Take away your name, hahaha... Who told you this?" Lord Changsheng's voice rose slightly: "Rakshasa Mingyuejing? I'm afraid she doesn't have such ability."
Meiyue said: "I'm afraid you don't understand her ability."
"That's true. I admit it humbly. Although I have been in the Southern Territory, I don't know enough about Rakshasa Mingyuejing..." Lord Changsheng's voice suddenly changed and became indifferent: "The time has come."
Sleeping at the third watch and getting up at the fifth watch are always scheduled.
He seemed to be announcing the end of his life: "Your name is 'Mei Yue', right?"
Meiyue half-crouched on the ground, raised her head and glanced at the high window. The skylight outside the window was really dazzling.
She put the book away, stood up, and bowed gently: "Sanfenxianglou, the number one fragrant person in the heart is 'Mei Yue', I have met the Lord Changsheng."
In the dim light and shadow at the door, Changsheng Jun stretched out a cold hand: "Your name can't be erased, interesting!"
The palace door slammed shut!
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It is not an interesting thing to accompany Mr. Shangguo to see the scenery.
On this point, the senior leaders of the Yue State are very aware of it. There should be many sympathetic people beside the bed of the world's hegemon!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But Gao Zheng, who had just bid farewell to Qu Zhongwu, had a cheerful expression on his face, as if he were meeting an old friend.
Walking on the embankment of the Qiantang River, watching the reflection of the bright moon and the rising tide, so many memories from the past come flooding back.
From here, you can indeed see the shadow of the Chu Kingdom's Jiaowu Mountain in the distance - that is really a too high mountain, not that the Chu Kingdom and the Yue Kingdom are really close at hand.
It is certainly a boast to say that the mountain shadows reflect the Qiantang River. But for many years, the Yue State has indeed been shrouded in the Chu State's mountain shadows.
Some time ago, Tianjing City gathered the world's attention and attracted the attention of the world. A silent battle also took place in Jiaowu Mountain.
He was not able to take a closer look, but only had a brief glimpse, and knew that the Ping Ping Country was involved - this must be a very important matter. Unfortunately, the Chu State kept it secret, and there was no news from the Ping Ping Country.
Gao Zheng is not uneasy about this unknown.
Facing the Chu State, his understanding was never enough, and his preparation was never enough.
But he is always facing it.
Just as Jiaowu Mountain is tall, Qiantang River is vast.
Long rivers!
"You seem very happy?" Suddenly a voice asked.
This is a cold and solemn female voice, but in the harshness, it embodies a kind of unprovoked and distant reverie.
The sound comes with the tide, crashing and breaking in the sound of the tide.
Gao Zheng's figure instantly became dazed.
But there is a hand like mutton-fat white jade, and with a shake, Gao Zheng will turn the imaginary into the real, and the false into the real. He can't leave!
This clear and beautiful hand comes from a woman who is mixed in colorful colors - not that the colors on her body are so colorful, but that in the eyes of a real person like Gao Zheng, she only has flowing colors.
Without seeing its face or observing its appearance, you can feel its "brightness" and "charming".
Just seeing this hand clearly in the field of vision is beautiful enough!
Of course, Gao Zheng, who cannot escape, cannot get good feelings at all.
"Lord Rakshasa!" He bowed and held his hands on the causeway, very humbly: "I didn't know that your honorable master was coming, and Gao Mou was not welcomed. It is really rude! I apologize to you!"
The mysterious and unpredictable owner of the Sansanxiang Building, the top of the world, Rakshasa Mingyuejing!
When the Chu State was encircling Nandou Hall and killing the monks from Sanfenxiang Tower, she unexpectedly appeared across the country from the Qiantang River.
Gao Zheng apologized immediately, but she just pressed her finger and kept pressing!
The colors between heaven and earth are falling in large pieces, just like the autumn wind sweeping away the flowers.
Gao Zheng's world turned into black and white, and he was also described as haggard, with his hair getting whiter and his face getting darker.
But he gritted his teeth and shouted with difficulty: "Why does the host hate me and kill me?"
He stood upright in this black and white world, with his hands spread apart, like a divide between two colors, a ravine between two realms.
"Don't you see, the heart of heaven is Qiantang, and the hearts of the people are getting better and better!"
He is the most accomplished figure in the history of the Yue Kingdom. His status in the hearts of the Yue people is the highest today and surpasses all others. Although he has been retired for many years.
In the land of Yue, he can get the undisputed and the most support.
At this time, the country's power has increased, and the people's support has increased.
There is the shadow of the mountain behind him, and the roar of the river in front of him. The mountain is Yinxiang Peak, and the river is the Qiantang River. The power of the mountains and rivers across the earth supports his body and makes him stand up straight.
He wears a colorful armor. In the world of black and white, he has the color of the human heart. The people of the world protect him and make him less likely to wither.
However, these powers alone are still not enough to stop Rakshasa Mingyuejing from laying his palms.
So he shouted again: "Don't you hear that there is a road to the mountain of books!"
Shushan, the holy land of Confucianism, is located in the southern region.
As one of the prominent schools of thought in the world, Confucianism has disciples all over the world.
In the southern region, the Song Dynasty only respected Confucianism. When the Xia Kingdom fell in the past, the court also discussed that the whole country should worship Confucianism in order to seek salvation from Shushan. All the four major academies in the world are the largest in the world, but they all regard Shushan as a holy place.
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The power of Shushan can be seen from all kinds of things.
The fact that the Yue State was able to sleep soundly next to the Chu State for so many years was nothing more than the support of Nandou Hall and Mugu Academy. But tracing its origin, it is still the gaze of Shushan.
If there is no Shushan watching, no matter how high-ranking the government is, how can he bring Chu to sit down and talk, how can he have the "Alliance of the Fallen Immortal" that makes him famous?
At this moment, Gao Zheng said that there is a path to the book mountain, and he immediately opened up a new life for himself. In the increasingly lonely black and white world, the sound of books gradually began to sound.
The human heart is nothing, it is born barren, and it is colorful in the mountains and seas of knowledge.
Gao Zheng used this to regain his color and temporarily withstood Rakshasa Mingyuejing's attack.
When the tide recedes, the Rakshasa bright moon makes no sound.
When the Chao message arrived, Rakshasa Ming Yue Jing's voice sounded: "If you had known about my letter, I'm afraid you wouldn't be the only one waiting here."
She has never been to the Qiantang River, or in other words, she has been but Gao Zheng didn't know about it.
At this moment, the entire Qiantang River was echoing her, using the image of heaven and earth to cover up her traces of the world. The support Gao Zheng had received from the Qiantang River was firmly diverted.
It's as if Rakshasa Mingyuejing is the master of this place.
Gao Zheng seemed not to understand the hostility in Rakshasa Ming Yue Jing's words, nor could he feel the danger he was enduring. He smiled calmly: "If you ask me to receive a letter from the prophet, I will sweep the bed to welcome it, prepare enough gifts to cross the ground, and do my best."
The wind of Qiantang. Of course, if you like purity, I can shun the people in advance and have peace of mind. Why is it like this now, which makes me feel at a loss and feeling neglected!"
Rakshasa Mingyuejing smiled: "I'm afraid that before you reject the people, you first reject yourself, leaving me with nothing to gain."
Gao Zhengdao: "The more fine wines there are, the more famous swords there are. If the host asks for this, he will definitely get it."
Rakshasa Mingyue Jing said: "There is no shortage of fine wine in Sanfenxiang Tower, and there is no shortage of famous swords. Wouldn't you like to kill a fool with a sword? I want your head - can you lend it to me?"
Her voice was leisurely, but Gao Zheng's nose was bleeding.
The color of the real person's blood cannot be erased. On the clear black and white, dull and rough face, two meandering touches of red flowed.
He grinned and let the nosebleed flow into his lips: "What crime am I guilty of?"
Raksha Mingyuejing chuckled lightly: "Now that the matter has come to an end, you know how to ask? Let me ask you - Chu State destroyed Sansanxiang Tower. This is a private grudge between the two families. Why are you joining Yue State to join in the fun?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Where did such a thing come from?" Gao Zheng thought hard: "Are you talking about the fact that Qu Zhongwu just took away several middle-level leaders of Sanfenxianglou from Yuedi?
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"Do you, Gao Zheng, think this matter shouldn't alarm me?" Rakshasa Mingyuejing asked.
"I dare not discuss your will. But I am really wronged, sir!" Gao Zheng shouted: "Qu Zhongwu is a real person from the Duke of Yu State, a three-thousand-year-old family that has prospered with the country of Chu. Entering my land is like entering the back garden.
. He came to take people, who dared to stop him? Just like Gui Lou's activities in Yue, we did not stop him. Yue is a small country, so we only kept our ears and eyes closed and encouraged the whole country. At most, we did not stop Qu Zhongwu, which is definitely not considered
Support, let alone meddling in Gui Lou’s affairs!”
"Really?" Luosha Mingyuejing said in a very calm tone: "How did I teach Fengxiang Zhenfaluo to leak the whereabouts? Could it be that it was not Douzhao you told me, but it was me who wronged you?"
"I don't know about this matter, so treat it as having nothing to do with me!" Gao Zheng tried his best to support, his voice gradually becoming less natural: "But Dou Zhao was so arrogant and domineering that he came to the door with a knife, and even the drunkards from Yue Ting did not dare to remain silent.
At the end of the day, whose fault is it? The host of the building, Feng Xiang’s death, his hatred lies with him!”
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in the direction of the Fallen Immortal Forest.
"One moment is the imperial court of Yue Kingdom, and the other is the Immortal Forest." Rakshasa Mingyuejing laughed: "In which direction do you, Gao Zheng, want to lead this disaster of mine?"
"The poster is doing it on his own!" Gao Zheng said exasperatedly: "Gao is just analyzing the facts and presenting the truth without any guidance. Mountains are high and rivers flow by themselves, so how can I be guilty? Let me go, poster!"
"You can't let it go, you can't let it go!" Rakshasa Ming Yuejing laughed: "I can't defeat Song Boti, I can't offend the Chu State, and I have to vent my anger and take revenge, and I have to show my power and warning, so I have no choice but to be soft!"
This chapter has been completed!