As soon as the Tang courtier walked into this stone cave, she was looking for clues about her life experience.
Axiang can deceive her, but the words on the stone wall cannot deceive her.
The words Qin Feng left on the stone wall are full of meanings.
Cang Mujian, Weeping Immortal, passionate only for ruthless resentment.
Cut off the lovesickness, the pool of reincarnation, the void is just for weeping children.
These few sentences include Cang Mujian, Tang Qier, Acacia-cutting Divine Dagger, Young Master of the Void...
This is enough to show that there was indeed a bad relationship between his mother Tang Qier and Mr. Void Qin Feng.
The last four sentences of the sad love poem: The world of mortals has been destroyed forever, and thousands of threads are tied to your boudoir. I have been with you for five hundred years, hoping that you will find Kunlun.
It seems ordinary, but those who are careful can see the clues.
Thousands of silk threads are tied to your boudoir, and I have been a minister for five hundred years.
The boudoir is the boudoir of the Tang Dynasty.
Before seeing the words on the stone wall, Tang Guichen still had a trace of expectation in her heart. It was Axiang who was deceiving herself.
But after seeing that this text actually existed on the stone wall, her mind went blank.
She waited for months, or perhaps a hundred years, to finally solve the mystery of her life experience.
However, she did not dare to face it.
As a proud fairy from heaven, what flows in her body is the blood of human ants that she has always despised.
This blow was huge to Tang's courtiers.
She suppressed all the negative emotions in her heart and held back the tears to prevent them from falling.
She finally understood why she had to live with her mother in the Kunlun Mountains for eighteen years. Why her mother would die as soon as she returned to heaven, and why the Western Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West hated her so much in the past few years...
It turns out that I am just an ant in the world.
She wanted to cry, laugh, howl loudly, and dance with a sword to vent her anger.
All her thoughts were not put into action. She stood on the edge of the stone wall, quietly looking at the cliff poem Qin Feng carved on the stone wall over and over again when he was dying.
Tang's courtier wanted to hate, but couldn't.
Although this old man killed his mother and made himself an orphan, what did he do wrong?
According to what A Xiang said, when the Tang courtiers returned to the heaven following the defeat of the heavenly army, Qin Feng was 316 years old that year.
When Yuhuaxian passed away, he was eight hundred and forty-five years old. Qin Feng lived alone for another five hundred and twenty-nine years after his daughter left the world.
If we push forward further, in the second year of the catastrophe, Tang Qier left a letter and left secretly.
The catastrophe lasted for sixty-seven years. If you remove two years, it will still be sixty-five years. If you add five hundred and twenty-nine years, it will be five hundred and ninety-four years.
This old man spent a long time alone in this deserted land far away from the world of mortals.
For five hundred and ninety-four years, he lived in longing and pain every day.
Before he died, he would not forget the girl from heaven he met ten years ago, nor would he forget his daughter who lived in heaven.
No matter how many wrong things this old man has done and how many people he has hurt, five hundred and ninety-four years is enough to atone for his sins.
Twenty-four thousand years ago, at the border of the Western Region and the camp of heaven, the eighteen-year-old Tang courtier met Qin Xiangsi with a long scar on his face.
She had forgotten what Qin Xiangsi looked like and what he had said to her. She only remembered the fatal scar on his vicissitudes of life and the pity in his eyes.
That person, Qin Xiangsi who had helped him, turned out to be his Qin Feng father.
If Qin Xiangsi recognized her back then, would she forgive him?
By the time Tang's courtier came to his senses, Ye Xiaochuan had already entered the cave and was chatting about the riddles of Sheyang Mountain Man and the four lines of the Nine Dragons poem.
Tang Guichen didn't care about word puzzles, let alone the Sheyang Mountain person she had never heard of. What she cared about was her father's Dharmakaya and where it was now.
A dead person cannot be resurrected, let alone one who has been dead for more than 20,000 years.
Where did Qin Feng's body go? Was it buried by someone who came first? Or was it taken away?
The cave was neither small nor too big, and the body was not a needle. Ye Xiaochuan immediately asked everyone to search around.
Qin Feng's body is very important and must be found.
Just like the body of the God of War Kunlun, the world must be snatched back.
Ye Xiaochuan respected Qin Feng, and everyone in the world respected Qin Feng. His body must be found.
There are only two people who are not looking for them, namely Tang Guichen and the lame Xiao Qi.
The Tang courtier still stood silently in front of the stone wall without saying a word.
Ye Xiaochuan and others dug almost three feet into the cave, but still found no body. Except for a round stone platform similar to an altar in the center of the cave, there was almost nothing superfluous in the entire cave.
The round stone platform is not high, only five feet, and the area is not large, only about three feet in diameter.
This is the most obtrusive thing in the entire cave. If there are any sacrificial objects such as bells and tripods on the stone platform, it would not matter. Even a few stone beds and tables would be acceptable.
The key is that there is nothing on the stone platform except thick dust, which makes it look extremely abrupt and out of place with the whole room.
Ye Xiaochuan and others searched every part of the cave inch by inch for half an hour before finally giving up.
The ground was made of bluestone, so it was impossible to bury people, and the body was petrified, so it was impossible to rot.
Since Dao Qinfeng's feathered body was not found in the cave, there was only one possibility left.
Was taken away.
There are two suspects who took away Qin Feng's body.
One of them is the daughter Guo Shao Siming who was the first to find this place.
The second is the people from Sheyang Mountain who came here three hundred years ago.
At the same time, Zhongtu, Shuzhong, and Xifeng City in the north of Cangyun Mountain.
A small inn.
It was already late at night in Nei Ze of Dead Swamp. Due to the geographical deviation, it had just fallen into the night in the Middle Earth.
The inn is not big, but there are many diners, almost all of whom are cultivators who carry magic weapons and weapons with them.
Cangyun Mountain is too small to accommodate so many righteous cultivators, so many of them live in nearby city inns.
The world is short of wine, but there seems to be no shortage of cultivators. Each table is crowded with eight or nine people, eating meat in big mouths and drinking in big bowls. The frugal style that Ye Xiaochuan promoted a while ago does not seem to have any effect.
In the noisy little inn, there are the desolate sounds of the erhu and the singing of the old man.
A short, fat old man with all white hair and beard was sitting on a bench. Behind him was a rag raised from a bamboo pole, with the four words "Joking about the world" written on it.
In front of you is a small table with a gavel and a few books, giving you the feeling of a storyteller under an overpass.
But he was not telling stories, but playing the erhu and singing in dialect.
If someone can understand his Jianghuai dialect, they will be able to tell that what this short, fat old man with white beard and hair is singing is actually the song of Qin Feng, the Master of the Void in the human world, and Tang Qier, the Cangmu Fairy in the heaven, more than 20,000 years ago.
story.
"Cangmu Sword, Weeping Immortal, sentimentality is only for ruthless resentment. Acacia-cutting, the pool of reincarnation, the void is only for Weiling idiot..."