After the siege of mummies stopped, everyone's tense heartstrings relaxed.
But I still dare not let down my guard, because the thunder dragon is still hovering in the sky, and the mummies under the city wall are wandering around.
The temporary suspension of the mummy is naturally related to Yu Sheng. The city lord looked into the distance, worried, wondering what happened to Yu Sheng.
She stood there blankly, and after a long time she felt something come to her. She felt the warmth of the falling rain brushing against her cheek, as if he was whispering to her for the rest of his life.
The city owner opened her palms and saw a raindrop falling on her fingertips. It did not scatter, but rolled around, and wrote the word "安" on her palm.
Putting away his palms, the city lord smiled, very charming.
In the bamboo forest, on the boulder.
The old man's back was hunched, his eyes sharp, looking straight at the man in black.
He sat motionless on the stone bench, turning a deaf ear to the screams of Lord Siyou, like a clay statue.
The old man held two chess pieces in his hand, one black and one white. After a long time, he said, "Who are you?"
Yu Sheng gave him the answer, "Lao Yu? Hey, you old man, why didn't you come up earlier? Do you feel better watching me being bullied?"
Although Lao Yu's body shape has changed, Yu Sheng can still hear his voice.
"Hmph, you're not living up to expectations," Lao Yu, dressed in black and masked, said coldly, his eyes never leaving the old man.
"Like father, like son," Yu Sheng said plausibly. He shook his sword and turned it into an umbrella to cover the rain.
"You..." Lao Yu spit out something, and that was it. Unless force was used, Lao Yu and Yu Sheng never had the upper hand in a quarrel.
"A man who is about to marry a wife is still so glib and unruly." Old Yu changed the topic angrily.
"The son of a saint, the God-killer?" The old man raised his eyebrows at this time, "You were not trapped by the candle's shadow, you loser!"
Lao Yu said nothing, "You are so thoughtful that you actually wanted to kill this kid when he was born sixteen years ago, and actually instigated rebellion against Bingyi."
Yu Sheng stood aside and was startled. Bingyi was the Lord of the River Gods in the world and took orders from King Donghuang. He never expected that this man would actually rebel.
This reminded him of what the city lord once said about the extraordinary year when he was born.
At that time, Yinglong, who was imprisoned in the Fairy Mountain, was born and killed the descendants of the leader of the Kuafu clan who wandered to the Northern Wilderness.
On this day, Bingyi rode two dragons and jumped out of the abyss of the North Dark, which was three hundred meters deep. Then the moonlight appeared in Youdu, causing the entire northern wasteland to shake.
I think Zhu Yin, the trapped king of Beiming, escaped at that time.
At that time, the King of the Southern Wilderness and the King of the Western Wilderness also came to the Northern Wilderness at the same time. Presumably it was related to Zhu Yin's escape. Could it be that the shadow of the Three Wilderness Kings was behind Zhu Yin's seizure of power?
"The only one to blame is the guy on Lingshan Mountain. I'm running for my life everywhere. This is the only way I can beat him."
The old man sighed, "I had no choice but to kill him for the sake of heaven."
He looked at Lao Yu and said, "In those days, saints appeared frequently in the Central Plains and hundreds of flowers bloomed. If the way of heaven was alive at that time, I would not have ended up being beaten to pieces by the gods."
"The man on Lingshan Mountain only knows how to fool the world and harvest the world's faith. He doesn't care about the world's suffering. On the contrary, the world's suffering is the nourishment of his faith."
The old man looked up to the sky with compassion and sighed, "So, it is not a pity for me to die, but the way of heaven is blocked by the one on Lingshan Mountain, and the world will never see the clouds again."
The tone was sad and vicissitudes of life, and a feeling of help for the world arose spontaneously. If Yu Sheng hadn't been almost killed by the old man's men just now, Yu Sheng would have believed it.
"Actually, you can die. If you die, give me the will of heaven, and I will deal with the one from Lingshan. That's it, right?" Yu Sheng said.
"Ahem", the old man had nothing to say for a moment, so he coughed to change the subject.
"Let me tell you, you don't have to be pretentious. You just say it's for the sake of heaven and earth. You just say it's to become stronger. I admire you." Yu Sheng rolled his eyes.
"Forget it, just as you said, I want to become stronger." The old man waved his hands with a helpless expression.
He looked at Lao Yu and pointed at Yu Sheng, "Give his life to me. If you believe in me, you will become the master of the world."
"Hmph," Lao Yu said disdainfully, "From the beginning to the end, what the saints of the Central Plains pursued was not dominance, but freedom, seeking their own freedom."
The old man smiled, "What if I help you find the soul of your father, the saint who created the Chinese characters, will you change it?"
"What!" Yu Sheng was startled.
The saint who created the word died and was thrown into eternal chaos by the gods, and he will never be reincarnated.
Now this person has actually found the soul of the saint who created Chinese characters? If I were Lao Yu for the rest of my life, I would be heartbroken.
But Lao Yu didn't blink, his eyes were as cold as ice, staring at the old man.
"In this case, Bing Yi rode two dragons from the Northern Abyss, which was three hundred meters deep, and entered the chaos. Did you teach him the method of retrieving the candle shadow from the chaos?" Lao Yu asked.
"Yes." The old man nodded, "I am the only one in the world who knows how to find them."
"That's not necessarily true. When I wake up, I will naturally know." Yu Sheng said.
"No, no, no," the old man shook his head and pointed at his feet, "I know the things underground, and he knows the things in the sky." The old man pointed in the direction of Lingshan.
"Then what do I know?" Yu Sheng asked, "The world?"
"Hey, I'm the King of the Great Wilderness." Yu Sheng said, this title is much more powerful than the King of the Southern Wilderness or the King of the Western Wilderness.
"No, you don't know anything." said the old man.
"You will know sooner or later, just wait until I wake up." Yu Sheng said.
The old man no longer talks about the rest of his life.
He looked at Lao Yu, "You know that Zhuyin was thrown into chaos by King Donghuang back then. I can save him, and I can also save your father. How about changing it?"
"Thank you, I will go find him and come back." Lao Yu said politely.
"You? Haha, haha", the old man seemed to have heard some rare joke, he laughed non-stop and even coughed.
"Laugh, laugh quickly. Listen to me and keep laughing. If you die laughing, I will be the number one person in the wilderness. Thinking about it makes me a little bit happy." Yu Sheng teased him...
The old man is neither smiling nor smiling now.
Why is this person so annoying!
The old man cursed in his heart and glanced angrily at the Lord Siyou who was covering his wrists with a decadent look on his face. He had failed to live up to his expectations.
Lord Siyou couldn't figure out why the fast sword he was so proud of failed. What made him even more frustrated was that Yu Sheng's sword was so fast.
He thought his sword was reaching its peak.
"If you die, I won't die either." The old man gave Yu Sheng a hard look.
He said to Lao Yu: "The land of chaos is different from other places. Even the supreme god is like the King of the East Wilderness. Death there is as simple as a giant squeezing an ant to death."
"That's wrong." Yu Sheng interrupted the old man again, "The giant can crush the ants to death. He doesn't even know the ants are crawling into his butt."