The main sacrifice mountain! Thousands of valleys, luxuriant ancient trees, vastness and beauty coexist. The capital of the Arbitration King is located. Millions of soldiers are scattered in various passes and dangerous areas, forming a barracks defense front all over the main sacrifice mountain. It is intricate and connected layer by layer.
, showing the majesty of the ancient country.
When you walk into the main sacrifice mountain, the first thing you feel is not the beautiful environment here, nor the vast landforms, but the huge and powerful iron-blooded momentum. Maybe there are hundreds of soldiers displayed in a calm valley, or there are cliffs.
Patrolling troops can be seen everywhere on the cliffs and canyons. Even the flocks of birds passing by at high altitude may be the patrolling bird troops.
On the vast road of the Central Plains, except for the five overlord empires that maintain their aloof posture, the other kingdoms have endured the threat of war for years. Large kingdoms like the Arbitration Kingdom are no exception. They are surrounded by wolves and evil.
The country covets you, and if you are even the slightest bit lax, they will use the cruelest war to wake you up.
Tang Yan walked into the mountains with an iron sword on his back, held Xiao Li Yi's hand, and led the majestic Zhuge Liang over the mountains, cross-country canyons and rivers, and headed towards the depths of the main sacrifice mountain.
At the same time, at other different locations in the officiating mountain cluster, the two top Jiulong Ridge teams, Dragon Claw and Dragon Thorn, were scattered everywhere, in disguise, with their leaders No. 1, No. 2, and No. 4 Zhaoyi among them.
The four most powerful half-saints, as well as two saints, Nian Wuxin, the Dragon Head, and Nian Wuxin, the Dragon Claw, also secretly came to the main sacrifice mountain.
The ‘Dragon Body’ Nian Wude and the ‘Dragon Tail’ Nian Wuyi accompanied the leader Ma Yama back to Jiulong Ridge and tried to contact Amber who was wandering somewhere in the world!
"Uncle, where are we going? I feel so uncomfortable." Walking in the primitive dense forest of the mountain forest, Xiao Li Yi felt a familiar and sad feeling, as if he had been here before, but he really didn't know him.
Tang Yan let go of Xiao Li Yi's hand and walked in front: "Follow me, look at the surrounding environment, don't suppress your emotions, feel here with your heart."
"Oh." Xiao Li Yi didn't know why, but he just obeyed his uncle's arrangements habitually.
Walking through ancient mountain roads, through dense forests and valleys, through mountain ravines, and through low mountain cliffs, Tang Yan deliberately led little Li Yi on an unusual path.
This is a trace left over from the war, a landscape that has survived changes over three thousand years.
Three thousand years ago, a century hero rose up in rebellion and led a rebellion in the kingdom that lasted for several years, resulting in a bloody battlefield that affected millions of territories.
The name of the saint Li Bing resounded throughout Lieguo Fan Town and was passed down through the ages;
The power of the monster dragon-eating loach frightened all the heroes and spread to the five great empires.
A rebellion turned the most loyal and brave tribe in the kingdom into the most ferocious butchers overnight, causing several parties to cheer and some to cry, some to be proud and some to be indignant;
A rebellion turned the peaceful and prosperous royal capital of the Zhuji Mountain Group into a blood-stained battlefield. The fighting in the mountains and fields caused roars and cries to resound across the sky, leaving the mountains and fields covered with scars;
A rebellion turned into the most unforgettable pain in the history of the kingdom, and ultimately created the suffering and tragedy of this tribe that lasted for three thousand years.
Today, three thousand years later, Tang Yan entered the Arbitration Kingdom for the second time and came to this mountain full of memories of the years, and brought with him the tragic last inheritor of the Contract Clan—Li Yi!
Walking through the mountains and valleys, the routes Tang Yan chose were all the main fronts that the rebels were advancing on, and they were selected from the introduction of No. 1.
This front brought glory and heroism to the contracted clan, as well as endless sadness and pain.
Along the way, some battlefields have been buried by the years and have disappeared, while some still retain the marks of the past, and traces of the battlefields are vaguely visible.
Tang Yan didn't speak and walked quietly. Zhuge Liang was affected by the dull atmosphere and fell to the end bored. Li Yi looked at it blankly and walked slowly. He was very unfamiliar with the environment here and the history of the ethnic group.
, but as I strolled silently, infiltrated by a touch of sadness, my expression became more and more confused, and my steps gradually became heavier.
In a daze, he heard the solemn shouts, the clash of soldiers, the roar of war drums, and the never-ending footsteps.
It floats and flickers, seems real and illusory, as if you are in a dream.
Xiao Li Yi was very strange and confused, but he listened to Tang Yan's comfort and released his emotions.
Walking through familiar and unfamiliar battlefields, experiencing various complex emotions, feeling the shouts and military orders, Li Yi gradually unfolded a magnificent war picture in the confused ocean of consciousness.
Thousands of war drums roared, thousands of flags waved, millions of soldiers fought across the mountains and plains, billowing smoke obscured the sky, and hunting winds swept away blood.
Li Yi was like a bystander, standing high above the battlefield, overlooking its magnificence, feeling its cruelty, and sniffing its tragedy and determination.
He saw the familiar white eyes, but they were full of killing and crazy obsession;
He saw the majestic palace, but it became a moon palace that was out of reach for the ethnic group;
He saw all kinds of monsters and mutilated corpses.
This is a world of killing and tragic battlefield. The scenes are shocking. Mountains and pools are soaked in blood, making his face turn pale and tremble with fear.
Under this tragic atmosphere, persistent shouts awakened Li Yi's dormant blood, and the unwilling faces stirred up the hatred Li Yi inherited in his soul. The fallen figures one after another stung.
Li Yi's inner sadness.
A tear slipped down his cheek and dipped into the corner of his mouth.
It has a bitter taste.
Sudden!
All the scenes were frozen, the smoke and flags, the soldiers and monsters were all frozen in place. There were no shouts or war drums, and there was silence between heaven and earth.
But all the Baiyan clan members looked up to the sky at this moment, focusing on Li Yi, the "lonely soul", with endless fanaticism and madness, and terrifying persistence and fighting spirit.
Li Yi looked at himself blankly, but found that he was not himself, but a thin and short man with a pale face and eagle-eyed eyes, staring at the royal capital wrapped in war, his hands clenched tightly, his fingertips embedded in his flesh,
The scarlet blood kept dripping.
He felt the hatred of the strange man, and his unwillingness as thick as blood.
Under his body, the black water surged, and the waves were shocking. Something seemed to be rolling inside, exuding a ferocious power that was so terrifying that the soul trembled. It made the heroes fearful, and even made all beasts surrender.
"Ahead is a mass grave, where the remains of one hundred thousand members of the Contract Clan are buried."
Tang Yan stood on the top of the cliff, facing the cold wind and staring at the lake thousands of meters away.
Its area is not large, it is triangular in shape, and is no more than a hundred meters wide. However, the water in the lake is scarlet red and exudes overwhelming blood energy, which can be clearly smelled within a radius of more than ten miles.
But the lake surface was unusually calm, almost frozen, and there was no sound at all, a deathly silence.
The contradictory combination of blood and silence is terrifying.
The triangular lake is defended by three low mountains in a triangular shape, but they are not real mountains, but altars that have been damaged by time and covered with vines, suppressing this lake with strong resentment!
It is the famous mass grave in the Kingdom of Arbitration!
That year, Li Ying died, Dragon-eating Loach was defeated, and the rebel army was fragmented and disintegrated. In less than half a year, the massive rebellion storm came to an end. All contracted tribesmen, whether direct or collateral, as long as they were related by blood, were all captured here.
After massacre, they were thrown into a deep pit.
In order to avoid the resurgence of the Contract Clan, the royal family made a shocking decision. The three remaining semi-saint-level strongmen of the Contract Clan sacrificed themselves and each turned into an altar, which is the three low mountains seen now.
They formed a cruel sealing formation, causing the blood of the contracted clan to stay here.
Tang Yan brought Li Yi into the main sacrifice mountain today to let him know his history clearly, and also to use the environment here to connect with the 'Li disease' that may be hidden in his body. Now let's look at... his own
Correct judgment!!
Li Yi stood on the top of the mountain, his expression was over, melancholy and desolate, two tears fell down his cheeks, his lips moved, and he murmured to himself, his voice was subtle and hoarse, not like the voice of the innocent Li Yi.
Zhuge Liang stood behind, confused from beginning to end, but now he also felt that something was wrong with Li Yi's situation.
"How do you feel about the sage Li Bing who killed one hundred thousand members of your clan in a mass grave?" Tang Yan stared at the mass grave, his tone was calm, and his expression became even calmer.
"Li Bing, who are you talking to?" Zhuge Liang looked around blankly.
"There is a blood feud and we will never share the same fate!" Li Yi showed an expression and voice that he definitely shouldn't have with a five-year-old child. He was gloomy and hoarse, with a coldness and a stern look in his eyes.
"Li Bing! Saint Li Bing! Is this warmonger still alive?" Zhuge Liang's pupils suddenly shrank and he stared at Li Yi in horror, feeling terrified.
PS: If nothing unexpected happens, it will explode again tomorrow! Continue to summon a few little flowers!!