There is a pitch-black castle deep in the millions of hairless Gobi Desert in the Eight Wastelands. There is an oasis ten miles behind the castle. There is a crescent-shaped lake in the middle, which never dries, never freezes, never grows, never grows all year round.
Minus. There are many oak trees planted around the lake, and one of the strongest oak trees has one hundred and eight shining green acorns hanging on it.
A man wearing black ghost-faced armor stared at the faintly shining green tree crown above his head. His two sword-like eyebrows gradually knitted together, because two acorns on the tree gradually withered and finally turned into a mass of pitch black.
Mud fell to the ground.
The man is none other than the leader of Shura Sect, Huang Quan.
Huang Quan's pale cheeks became even paler. He covered his mouth and coughed lightly. A faint blue flame ignited on his fingers. The lake in front of him suddenly burned, and the entire lake shimmered with faint light.
Blue light. Behind him, two people seemed to suddenly appear from the air, and one of them said hurriedly: "Holy Lord, calm down."
Huang Quan clenched his fists, the flames on his fingers suddenly extinguished, and the flames on the lake suddenly disappeared. He coughed slightly and said: "If Huan Mian didn't have selfish motives, how could he not accomplish this? Those two Shura were just
It's just surveillance, I didn't authorize them to take action. They won't take action unless it is absolutely necessary. There is only one reason why they take action, and that is that there is something wrong with the illusion. It seems that I need to take action myself."
The man behind him knelt on the ground and said, "Holy Lord, Master Weichen has been waiting for you for a long time. Do you want to see him?"
The corners of the man's mouth turned up slightly, and a smile appeared on his face, "Oh, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten about him. Come on, let's hear what happened to him."
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In a towering spire of the Shuramen Main Altar, Huang Quan sat on a red and pink skull high chair covered with gold threads, and in front of him stood a middle-aged man who looked like a scribe with his head bowed, wearing a floor-length robe.
The sun, moon and stars are embroidered on it, which looks quite elegant.
Huang Quan said coldly: "Weixen, you have been so prosperous in Shanlan these years, why do you suddenly think of going back to the headquarters?"
The middle-aged man said respectfully: "Weixen can achieve anything in Shanlan only because of the prestige of the Holy Lord. If you hadn't already made an alliance with Taixu Palace, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to sit back and watch me recruit troops under their noses.
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Huang Quan still said coldly: "Put away your flattery. Unless I give orders, your thirteen sects are not allowed to leave their posts without permission, let alone see each other. Have you forgotten? What happened to you secretly going to Qingzhou more than thirty years ago has not happened to this day.
I still feel aggrieved about it.”
Weichen hurriedly raised his hands and said: "Holy Lord Mingjian, not a single bit of my subordinate's actions can be hidden from your eyes. When I went to Qingzhou, I heard that Brother Wuchang was going to attack Tianqiong Sect. I knew that Master Tianqiong was powerful, so I wanted to help him secretly.
I didn’t expect things to go so smoothly back then, so I didn’t take action. There is really no reason why I came here uninvited today.”
Having said this, he sighed softly, "Although in the eyes of outsiders, our Shura Sect is at its peak. But since the disappearance of Sect Master Wu Chang and the serious injuries to the two Sect Masters Guiwu and Qianyin, I feel more and more that the eternal foundation of Shura Sect has been shaken.
Therefore, I originally wanted to ask the Holy Lord to allow me to go to Qingzhou to take back the territory that Brother Wuchang worked so hard to manage. But when I came here, I heard that the Holy Lord planned to capture a junior named Chen, and spent a lot of money on this matter.
Heart. So Wei Chen dared to ask for help to help the Holy Lord catch that kid back."
Huang Quan squinted his eyes at Wei Chen, as if thinking about the true thoughts of this man who kept talking about the sect. After a long time, he said: "I sent Huan Mian to catch that kid before, but he has two tricks, luck.
It's not bad. Huan Mian still hasn't done anything good yet. Instead, he has killed two Shura. If you have the ability to capture him alive, then I will entrust the matter of Qingzhou to you. Remember, I want to live.
"
Wei Chen hurriedly said: "How could the Holy Lord send Huan Mian to do this? He has already had a counter-intention, and even if he is helping the Holy Lord, he may not do his best. This subordinate will definitely fulfill his mission this time. Please rest assured, Holy Lord
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Huang Quan was not very interested in Wei Chen's expression of loyalty, and said blearily: "You must not have brought many helpers when you came to Bahuang, so I will send twenty Shura to go with you. The news from Shura before was that Chen Yunsheng
If you intend to go to Nanmeng, I am afraid that he is crossing the boundless sea at this time. You go directly to Nanmeng to block him. This trip must be secretive and must not cause any friction with Xinggong."
Weichen asked in confusion: "Why is the Holy Lord so afraid of Xinggong? When have we, the Asura Sect, ever been afraid of others?"
Huang Quan looked at the black sky outside the narrow window, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "The blood star has appeared, and winter is coming. If you successfully capture Chen Yun alive, we may be able to survive in the future.
You can live with more nourishment. Otherwise, the facts will be unpredictable..."
"Did the Holy Lord predict something?"
Huang Quan's eyes shrank, as if a needle had pierced Mochen's heart, making him take a step back, "As one of the sect leaders of the Shura Sect, you don't even know about the arrival of the gods. It's really embarrassing."
Weichen said solemnly: "My subordinate is ignorant and ignorant, which makes the Holy Master laugh. I only know that no matter who comes to this world, Shura Sect will always be Shura Sect and will always stand at the top of this world."
Huang Quan snorted softly, looking very disdainful, but in his heart he agreed very much. Instead of letting him bow his head, it would be better to cut off his head.
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The boundary of the boundless sea finally appeared on the horizon, and the cold war between Chen Yunsheng and Liu Xiaoshan that lasted for more than a month finally ended. The two men sang in harmony with each other again, and the night cry was just a small episode in their lives. From then on,
It was never mentioned again. As for the tree left by the night cry in Chen Yunsheng's sea of consciousness, it grew exceptionally well. But Chen Yunsheng had never used that seemingly invincible magical power - perceiving the world.
Liu Xiaoshan pointed to the coastline in front of him that was like a knife and axe, and said: "Ahead is the land of Southern Mongolia. From the map, the Star Palace is located in the center of Southern Mongolia. If we fly like this, it will take at least a month.
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Chen Yunsheng said: "Flying like this is too conspicuous. We might as well lower our altitude and walk when we encounter towns. It's best not to disturb the people in the Star Palace."
Liu Xiaoshan said: "How to enter the Star Palace? Do you have any plans?"
Chen Yunsheng shook his head helplessly. This matter has troubled him for a long time. He infiltrated into the Breath Palace thanks to Huan Ye's help. However, the Star Palace is not as good as the Breath Palace, and there is no one to help, so it may not be that easy to sneak into.
"I can only take one step and say one step."
By now, Chen Yunsheng had given up on the idea of a quick victory, and could only approach the Star Palace little by little, and then figure out the specific situation of the Star Palace little by little. The two then flew west. After three days, they finally saw some people gathering.
The land was originally a dot of small cottages, and later turned into town stores, and then there were many cities of different sizes. Chen Yunsheng and Liu Xiaoshan took them there, dressed up as ordinary merchants, and hired a
An ox cart slowly headed west.
After more than ten days of dealing with the people of Southern Mongolia, they gradually understood the local customs and customs. Unlike Qingzhou, all countries, city-states or villages in Southern Mongolia believe in one sect, which is the light advocated by Xinggong.
Religion, and the god worshiped is naturally the God of Light. Since the Guangming Religion has spread extremely widely in Southern Mongolia, and the Star Palace has great local influence, the country has become a tool for the Star Palace to manage ordinary people, or
It is said to be a loose extension of the star palace.
No matter what the name of the country is or what the taxes are, they will always respond to the call of the Star Palace. For example, they must recruit labor to build a temple, pay a certain tax every year, or send their children to the Star Palace to be star disciples, or join the Star Palace.
war repair organization.
It can be said that Star Palace is a transcendent existence in Southern Mongolia, transcending the restrictions of countries, city-states, and aristocratic families. Everyone has great respect for this behemoth, and most people have deep faith in the God of Light. Of course, Star Palace is also there
To a certain extent, peace among the Southern Mongolian countries has been maintained. No one wants to start a war against others, because the Star Palace is an obstacle that cannot be bypassed. Of course, no one attempts to bypass this obstacle.
Except for a few sects of cultivation, there is only one thing in Southern Mongolia, which is the Star Palace. There is only one god in Southern Mongolia, and that is the God of Light. Even though the languages and accents are different between countries, there are still many things to know about the Star Palace.
Everything is the same. The same words, the same pronunciation, the same way of praying.
After understanding this, Chen Yunsheng was often surprised at how Xing Gong did this. Youdao is that it is easy to conquer a country, but it is extremely difficult to change the living habits of the people in this country. Xing Gong can do this, which shows that it is inevitable
It has its own merits.
He and Liu Xiaoshan discussed this matter for a long time and did not come to a conclusion. They could only continue to learn more about Xinggong. On this day, the two came to a small town with a very special name called Xingchui, and this town was further away
The first hundred or so miles away is a large city called Guyu City. It is said that when there was a severe drought for many years, the God of Light felt the suffering of people's lives and made a Guyu rain that lasted for two days and two nights, which alleviated everyone's food problem.
This is named Guyu.
Chen Yunsheng does not believe this matter, not to mention that he is a guardian from ancient times and is specifically against the God of Light in the Star Palace. Even if he speculates with a normal heart, this matter is very unreliable. If the God of Light shows mercy
World, why doesn't he let people send millet to every household? Why does he have to rain grain from the sky? Where did this millet come from? It must be depriving other people of the fruits of their labor, and are those who are deprived of food going to freeze and starve?
What about death?
The oxcarts of Chen Yunsheng and Liu Xiaoshan wandered into Xingchui Town. The town has aged, and the roads have become bumpy with many ruts. It is autumn, and there is a dry smell in the air.
The soil was blown by the wind, and the sky was filled with loess.