I could never misread it, and when the person jumped up and changed her standing position, I further confirmed her identity: Witch Longge, that is, the Tang Sect master Tang Qing who suddenly disappeared from the world.
"It's Tang Qing. She's on the highest eaves in the front left. She's observing us. Can't you see?" I turned to Tang Xin. She took a step back in shock: "Mr. Feng, your eyes are turning green.
Light, what’s the problem?”
From her two black eyes, I truly saw two green spots shining in my own eyes. That is because the efficacy of the giant snake's gallbladder has been preserved for a long time, and I have a higher level of health than ordinary people.
of keen insight.
"No problem, but I want to go down and have a look." I pointed to the large flat space in front of the ancient building.
Regarding the whereabouts of eldest brother Yang Tian and Su Lun, perhaps the omnipotent Tang Qing can give me some hints. I have become strongly aware of this after several long or short meetings.
"No, he said that this place is a place of death where two energy groups meet and fight. If you enter at will, you will only become a victim of the energy battle." Tang Xin grabbed my arm and refused to let go.
The open space under the rock is about thirty meters square, and is paved with flat bluestones. The left and right sides extend to the foot of the stone wall, and there is no way to leave. On the surface, it looks like such a vast group of people.
The building does not even have a main road for carriages and horses.
The visible part of the palace is fifty meters long and more than seventy meters wide, with countless pavilions stacked on top of each other.
"I must go down, there are people still waiting for my rescue -" I wanted to break away from her, but Tang Qing was slowly waving to me in the mist.
"Mr. Feng, don't be impulsive. This is not the world we are familiar with. There are more mysterious laws of survival here!" The power on Tang Qing's ten fingers instantly strengthened, and the potential of the "Hundred Deaths Art" was quickly unleashed, locking me tightly.
's right arm.
"She is waving to me, can you see it?" I pointed into the mist. Tang Qing's shadow was like an erratic ghost, constantly changing its standing position.
Tang Xin became more and more confused: "I can't see it, there is only fog there."
I raised my head and looked up. In the dimness, there was the faint sound of a piano, and the rhythm was extremely quaint.
"So, did you hear the sound of the piano?" I asked again.
Tang Xin shook his head again: "Mr. Feng, something strange must have happened. I can't see or hear anything."
I turned around and looked towards the tunnel. The screens on the rock walls on both sides were extinguishing one after another, and all I could see was the faint white light emitting from the surface of the stone. From the golden egg to here, every change in the scene was so fast that I couldn't calm down.
After thinking about it, when the ancient buildings of Afang Palace suddenly appeared at my feet, my thoughts became extremely confusing.
I once saw the square-eyed warrior in a hallucination. What about him? Could he have had the same thought experience? Do you know this? Are the words Tang Xin repeated true? False? Or are they true and false?
What kind of changes have happened to Tang Qing, who possesses extremely light skills and can kill people invisible at the snap of his fingers?
The great work of space navigation started with the American "Moon Landing Plan". Humanity's dream of traveling in space is being realized step by step, and the research and development achievements of spacecraft are also increasing at a geometric speed. The latest authoritative American aerospace magazine
"Tomorrow" once had a famous discussion topic, the core content of which was the confusion about "time reversal".
When the forward speed of the spacecraft reaches a theoretical value, which is approximately between the speed of light and five times the speed of light, the people on earth living in the spacecraft will be out of touch with their own kind in the broad concept of time. To put it simply,
It is said that they will be outside of time and will no longer have anything to do with our earth.
I guess the square-eyed warrior is such a person. The spacecraft he piloted experienced some kind of mutation, and the speed suddenly increased to an unimaginable level, and he unknowingly entered the wrong orbit during the "time reversal" process.
, target transfer, directly back to the starting point.
The only difference is that space has not changed, but time has been confused for thousands of years. The world in 2007 has entered the era when Qin Shihuang ruled the world.
This assumption contains many "fallacies" that cannot be explained by human physics, but it actually happened, so there is this strange and vast world under the mountain.
"Mr. Feng, he said that Tang Qing has lost himself now, and his body is occupied by another kind of thought. He is a very dangerous person. If it weren't for her sudden attack, I would not have fallen straight from the cliff.
The height of the straight descent is at least several hundred meters——"
I couldn't help but interrupt her: "Ms. Tang, have you ever been to the foot of the cliff?"
Singing once came from the mist under the cliff. If there is singing, there must be someone there. If the singing person is Su Lun, how did she suddenly move there from the missing place outside the mountain?
"Of course not, he saved me in mid-air, and his dexterity is as good as that of a flying bird." When she mentioned "him", she smiled lightly.
"Did he mention how deep the cliff is?" I continued to ask.
"That is a place he has never been to. Instrument detection shows that there is an immeasurably huge magnetic field below, which is even more energetic than the ozone gap above the Antarctic."
I let out a long breath, feeling vaguely disappointed. If the square-eyed warrior couldn't explore the bottom of the cliff, you can imagine how difficult this matter would be.
Tang Xin kept looking forward intently, then suddenly sighed and relaxed: "Mr. Feng, there is no one over there."
A gust of wind blew, and her long hair and fox fur flew up at the same time. It reminded me of when I was in Scalpel's villa, Tiger actually asked the owner to re-lay the carpet to protect her from the cold. That kind of meticulous and gentle care made me feel happy.
Anyone who watches it will be secretly moved in their heart.
"Father said that my heart is made of ice and will not be moved by anyone." She held down the skirt of Piao Fei's clothes, and her delicate eyebrows gradually straightened up. "I always thought that the tiger was the one who warmed the ice.
He tried his best, but only melted a drop of water from the entire iceberg."
I really want to tell her that in order to follow her, Tiger once resolutely turned down the marriage proposal of the Princess of Brunei and rejected the olive branch of the youngest rich woman in Singapore. If Tiger had not met her, his future life would be a happy and free life.
Uninhibited - but I didn't say anything. Maybe it was God's deliberate trick, allowing them to meet and walk together, but in the end there was only an irreversible ending.
"The cold rain comes to Wu at night, and Chu Shangu is sent off in the morning. Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, and a heart of ice is in a jade pot." Tang Xin recited the poems of her predecessors in a low voice, and for a moment, her face was full of expressions.
an irresolvable contradiction.
"I will comfort Tiger. He is an open-minded and unrestrained wanderer. He can easily think of anything." I couldn't bear to see her depressed. It would remind me of everything that happened in Fengge Temple in Hokkaido.
She suddenly shook her head, with a trace of silent fear flashing in her eyes: "Mr. Feng, I think no one can escape the disaster of fate this time. There is no point in explaining and comforting."
"Oh? What do you mean -" A scream that penetrated the clouds and cracked the stone suddenly came from the depths of the mist, and the layer of mist dissipated all of a sudden. At the highest point of the eaves of the balcony, Tang Qing, dressed in black, stood alone.
The wind is isolated, like a tightly bound flag.
"I had a dream. Afang Palace is my destination. Love and life will die here at the same time..." Tang Xin replied hastily.
The screams started again, and Tang Qing stood up, spread out his six arms together, and flew forward like a thin dragonfly, stopping on the entrance gate of the ancient building.
"This is part of that dream. She is just a puppet. The person with the real destructive power will always be hidden in the darkness." Tang Xin let go of my arm, her wrists trembled, and with a "click" sound, a pop-up popped out of her palm.
An ultra-thin crossbow box as delicate as a book.
The entrance of the cave is about thirty meters above the ground, so Tang Qing has to look up to see us, but she always lowers her head and just keeps vibrating her arms. Against the background of gray tiles, there is a suffocating feeling.
Weird.
After the mist cleared, I could clearly see the whole picture of Afang Palace. The palace walls and pavilions stretched forward, at least two kilometers away. Compared with the description in "A Fang Palace Fu", the building complex in front of me
It can be called a "miniature Afang Palace", but I don't know the significance of someone building it under the mountain.
"I'm going down." Tang Xin took a step back.
"Didn't you say that the place below where the energy fields meet is extremely dangerous?" I relayed her words. If Tang Qing really launches an attack on us, I will be the one to defend him.
"Yes, but this is a death date. Only one of us can stay, either she dies or I die. Among the disciples of the Tang Sect, the original fate is composed of two and one against each other. Only in this way can the fittest survive.
Pass on the best bloodline."
The cold light on the crossbow box illuminated her face. At this moment, she was truly Tang Xin, the future head of the Tang clan who was feared by everyone in the world.
"Pray for me -" She held her head high and walked slowly down the stone steps, no longer feeling her initial fear.
I followed closely behind her, and just as I walked down the two rows of stairs, the voice of the square-eyed warrior came from behind: "Don't worry, Tang Qing is just a puppet. His life and death are in the hands of others and will not pose any threat to her. You go,
It will only make the situation more chaotic. You must know that the martial arts of the Tang Clan in Sichuan are unfathomable, and she is not as weak as she seems on the surface."
His appearance is always silent, even my sixth sense cannot detect it.
"Then, what's the point of this battle?" I asked coldly, without looking back, and kept paying attention to Tang Xin who was advancing. Even if she could never become Tiger's lover, I didn't want to see her like a red little ghost.
Uncle Wei's blood was spilled on the spot.
The total number of stone steps exceeds a hundred. After Tang Xin descended thirty steps, he was already on the same plane as Tang Qing, about thirty meters apart, and the two sides were facing each other coldly.
"Meaning?" the square-eyed warrior sneered, "This question is far less interesting than 'who am I', what do you think?"
"Who are you?" I had already heard Tang Xin's account, but I wanted to get the final confirmation from him.
"You can call me Alpha, or simply call me 'Afang' like the farmer I met when I stepped out of the aircraft on the first day. The name is just a simple symbol. Anyway, I am the only one living in this ridiculous era." He
He sat down in a corner of the cave entrance, put a golden mask on his face again, and only exposed his shining eyes, looking towards the end of Afang Palace.
Tang Qing slowly raised her head, and the battle happened at that moment. Ten red lights suddenly appeared on her hands, and they grew more than half a meter long. Like Tang Xin, she lunged forward at the same time.
"Kack, click, click, click" the sound of six consecutive triggering sounds of the machine spring came. The crossbow box controlled by Tang Xin was fired continuously at a very close distance. The sound of the crossbow arrows piercing the air whizzed sharply, piercing me directly.
of eardrums.
The Tang sect in Sichuan became famous all over the world for their poisons and hidden weapons. From the late Song Dynasty to the early Yuan Dynasty, they began to gradually attach importance to martial arts and weapons, and combined with their best hidden weapons, it has developed into a unique martial arts that tempers the strengths of many families. Tang Qing Dynasty
, Tang Xin is the best among the disciples of Tang Sect, this round of battle is evenly matched, it can be called a classic battle.
"This is not a battle between two people, and it will never be. Listen, what else is there in the wind?" Alpha reminded me in a deep voice.
"There was the sound of wind and the sound of falling snow. I also felt the cold and surging murderous aura, which was pouring out from every corner of the ancient building complex bravely."
"Of course, there is also murderous intent, a huge murderous intent that can tear the entire world into pieces——"
I have a keen enough sixth sense that I can "know autumn when a leaf falls." That murderous aura comes from the infinite distance due east, as if there is a monster hidden deep in the ground that is suddenly erupting in an attempt to break through the ground.
All obstacles were thrown at him angrily.
"What is that? Such deep resentment?" I asked in a low voice.
He smiled and held his head high without saying a word.
Ever since I walked into the golden egg, I have had too many questions, but this weird square-eyed warrior has always been evasive and has not given me a real clear answer.
Tang Xin and Tang Qing were nearly twenty years apart in age, and they were among the elites of the two generations of the Tang sect in central Sichuan. Therefore, this battle between them could almost be regarded as the most perfect display of the Tang sect's martial arts.
Tang Qing's whole person is black, and his attack methods are full of the eight words "shady, deceitful, vicious, and sinister", and he uses them in every possible way. Tang's heart is white, with the vast snowy field as the background.
The background is as light as a sand gull flying across the sea, and it also looks like the flying apsaras in Dunhuang murals, dancing gracefully while the audience is singing Buddhist songs.
"She is no match for her." He sneered.
I understood who the two "shes" were referring to. The one who was at a disadvantage was the elder Tang Qing, because within eight rounds, Tang Xin had already had three good opportunities to shoot her at close range.
"Her intelligence is more than ten times higher than that of girls of the same generation, and her brain structure and thinking mode are even more advanced. There were times when I even suspected that she was not a complete earthling -" When he praised Tang Xin,
The attitude is also condescending.
"So, do you fully understand the reason why Tang Xin would not shoot the enemy even if he had the chance?" I probed.
He waved his hand decisively: "Of course I understand, but it's definitely not what you imagine. Cao Zijian's poem "We are born from the same roots, so why rush each other" does not apply here!"
I did think of these two lines of poetry just now, but he saw through it as soon as my mind changed.
In the tenth round, when the two of them passed each other, Tang Xin could obviously take advantage of the situation and shoot Tang Qing in the back with the "rhinoceros looking at the moon, turning over and exposing her elbows" technique, but she did not attack.
"Go - let's go!" He whispered to himself, and the arms he held suddenly stretched out, and a strong wind rushed out from the entrance of the cave, blowing the flying snowflakes and rolling them.
The two people in the fierce battle changed their physical skills and retreated to the top of the building complex, still fighting in mid-air.
The red light on Tang Qing's fingers was gradually controlled by Tang Xin. The sword light became shorter and shorter, fearing that it would disappear soon. Every time he jumped, his footwork when landing on the roof of the building was also extremely messy. There are many examples in the world of martial arts.
It proves that martial arts will become outdated. As Tang Xin's elder, she has been out of touch with the outside world for fifteen years, so of course she will miss many opportunities for progress.
In this battle, Tang Xin clearly had the upper hand.
"Tang Xin's crossbow has fired all its arrows." My heart suddenly sank, because there was a sudden "crack" sound among the sound of the machine spring pulling, which was the sound of more than a dozen machine springs in the crossbow box being automatically reset at the same time.
This was the thirty-fifth round of the battle between the two in mid-air. A total of 290 short arrows were fired from Tang Xin's crossbow box, but none of them hit the target. They all missed. Neither of them had the chance to use the Tang Sect's most powerful weapon.
He was good at poison, otherwise the battle would have ended cleanly, with one dead and the other wounded, or both of them perishing together.
The battle suddenly stopped, Tang Xin stayed on the gate tower, while Tang Qing stood on the stone