"How long does it take to arrive, third brother." Ye Ling stood in the large carriage, stretched his head out of the window, and looked at the world outside.
Now the motorcade carrying the Ye family and his group was walking on the undulating mountain road. The speed was neither urgent nor fast, but they could enjoy the scenery outside comfortably.
After leaving Luojing, they first took the water route, then docked at the river, changed to a carriage, and now headed southeast.
"It's almost, it's almost, why don't you get some sleep first." Ye Zhen pressed his forehead helplessly. This sister kept asking about things, which sometimes gave him a headache.
As the carriage gradually turned around a mountain top, a touch of red appeared in the distant mountains and forests, and then more and more red and yellow leaves appeared, making the scenery in the mountains gradually more gorgeous and beautiful.
"We should be arriving at Yanyu Island soon." An old man looked at the scenery outside and said.
"We're almost there." Then another person in the carriage responded.
"Now that Yangui Island is occupied by the Xin Kingdom, I wonder if it will be stable?"
"There may have been chaos some time ago, but now it has generally stabilized. The Prime Minister Zuo of Xin State is very powerful." A middle-aged man in black clothes in the car replied.
Wearing a weapon.
"That is to say, are we going to Youxin Country?" At this moment, Ye Ling suddenly realized something, turned around and walked closer, then knelt down on the soft cushion in the carriage, with his long double ponytail hair hanging on the black embroidered bamboo
Her clothes are particularly beautiful.
"Yes, we are going to Youxin Country."
"Hey, why do you want to go there? Isn't that... the place where the rebels are?" Ye Ling was puzzled.
"Rebels, haha, if you really want to say that, then our Ye family is not bad either." As they spoke, several elders smiled and shook their heads.
"You should be able to tell Xiao Ling now."
"Well, this dynasty is almost falling apart anyway."
"Actually, our ancestors of the Ye family can trace their roots back to the Youxin Kingdom."
"Oh, is there such a thing? I didn't know about it." Ye Ling suddenly raised his body and opened his eyes wide.
"Aling, do you still remember the underground treasure house where you were sleeping?"
"Well, I have a little impression." Eidolon stretched out his index finger and thumb and made a small metaphor. It seemed that he didn't remember much.
"The bronze door of the treasure house and the stone pillars inside are actually carved with pictures and patterns of phoenixes."
"Is there anything wrong with this?" Ye Ling blinked. The Plantagenet Dynasty worshiped the Phoenix of Five Virtues, so it seems normal to carve these.
"There's nothing wrong with that, but if you look carefully at the pictures of phoenixes, you'll know that the phoenixes carved and depicted in our homes are a little different from those commonly seen in the outside world."
"What's the difference?"
"It will be a little harsher and colder, and if it is colored, it will also be the color of jet black and purple feathers."
"The jet black purple feather, isn't that the eagle?" At this point, Ye Ling also roughly understood.
"In other words, the origin of our family is related to the Eunuch."
"That's right. In fact, in the Qian Lei Seven Continents in ancient times, there was not only the Xin Kingdom, but also a small country called the Mo Country. That is where our ancestors lived."
"Although Youmo Country has a good environment and is peaceful and stable, its population and territory are far smaller than those of Youxin Country. Therefore, after the rise of Youxin Country, we were slowly absorbed and accommodated into Youxin Country. If
There were many such small countries and tribes at that time. Because of the inconvenience of transportation and the great distance between the mountains, it was easy for different small countries and tribes to emerge."
"When the eagles were still there, the country of Xin was developing very well. The poisonous swamps gradually turned into fertile farmland, and the closed mountains were also connected to each other. Caravans gradually moved between them and connected them."
"But after the catastrophe thousands of years ago, after the death of His Highness Yuanhui, the Youxin Kingdom gradually declined. The monsters in the deep mountains and bad waters emerged again, and the once fertile fields were gradually submerged by poisonous water and turned into an inaccessible swamp, filled with poisonous insects and mosquitoes.
It is difficult to live in the city if it is filled with ants."
"At that time, the leader of the Xin Kingdom wanted to expand the land abroad. He first fought against Chiyao and Huoque in the Central Plains, and then fought against the Baize Kingdom in the south. But in the end, they all ended in failure. The national power was greatly weakened, and many factions and
The organization also left during the war, as did our ancestors. Later, they slowly moved with their families to the Kingdom of Golden Flowers, and finally it became Luojing, now the capital of the dynasty." The elders in the car talked about the past of the Ye family.
Historical events.
"So, are we going home now?" Ye Ling tilted his head slightly and looked at the elders in the family in front of him.
Her words made everyone in the car stunned for a moment, and then they nodded with a smile.
"Well, I'm going home, I'm going home." There was a long feeling and sigh in his voice, as if there were thousands of words in it.
In the north far away from Yanlu Island, the army of Xin State is also fighting with the army of King Huainan.
Black flags and armor were galloping on the battlefield, shouts and battle cries were endless, and there were fallen corpses and thrown weapons everywhere.
Broken halberds and broken guns, black smoke and fire, the two sides fought in the wilderness until the setting sun set in the west, dusk reflected the field, and the voices of people gradually became thinner. The last few people on the last side planted the flag with difficulty on the soft and blood-soaked road.
On the ground, the sky roared.
The hoarse voice contained joy, sadness, venting, disgust, satisfaction, pain, and other emotions. The blood-stained face seemed to have liquid flowing down, slowly dripping to the ground.
After months of bloody battles, the black-clad army of the Xin Kingdom, which had just formed an army, finally managed to survive King Huainan's attack, but at a heavy cost. Faced with the dynasty's years of accumulation and the mature and elite professional army, they
Many sacrifices and deaths were made.
After the war, King Huainan was deeply aware of the difficulties faced by the Xin remnants in the south, so he had to temporarily stop suppressing and attacking, retreat and shrink the defense, and shift more energy to deal with the Beifu army led by Zhuo Muye.
Having gained precious time to breathe, Youxin State, under the organization of the new officials, tried its best to resume production, cultivate grain for late summer, and sent invitations to other forces near the Qilei Continent.
Heishuizhou, Red Immortal Sect.
This famous sect in the Qilei Continent is located in the deep mountains and swamps with ninety-eight bends. The black house has a bit of Central Plains characteristics, with long and curved eaves, and hanging hangings below.
The wind duo swayed slightly in the breeze.
A long red ribbon is tied below the Zhanfeng Duo, which together with the black wooden houses behind it, forms a unique scenery. It is said that the ancestor of the Chixian Sect was a flying immortal who climbed the nine-story ladder. He was barefoot and wearing a red skirt, holding a hand in his hand.
The Blood Peach Wood Sword killed a group of demonic beasts and poisonous insects, and established a sect here. The Red Immortal Sect was also once glorious, and was one of the top sects in the world. It was known as the "Red Immortal Sect".
However, these were all things a long time ago. The heyday of the Red Immortal Sect did not last forever. Later, it gradually fell from the ranks of visiting people. It was not until more than ten years ago that it regained some of its magnanimity.
Inside the black hall on the mountainside, everything was quiet and empty.
The interior of the hall, which is nearly a hundred meters long and wide, is clean and tidy, and the dark wooden floor is spotless. There are long blood-red flags hanging down in the hall, with various spells written in ancient characters, which are said to have the effect of exorcising evil spirits and suppressing evil.
In the middle of the main hall, there is a tall shrine with a ten-meter-tall statue inside. It is a woman, dressed in bright red clothes, standing barefoot, with a sword in one hand and a seal on the chest in the other. Around the statue
Seven red candles were placed to illuminate the interior of the shrine. The clothes of the statue were also clear in the candlelight, and the golden threads in them reflected bursts of shimmering light.
A woman who appeared to be in her twenties knelt in front of the statue and prayed silently. On both sides of the statue, two old women were also kneeling. They wore black veils and hoods. They bowed in front of the praying woman.
Salute.
After a long silence, the woman raised her head, and then slowly inserted the incense in her hand into the cauldron full of incense ashes.
"Your Highness the Saint, are you still leaving today?" The women kneeling on both sides spoke up, and one of them asked slowly.
"Yes."
This woman's face gradually became clearer under the candlelight. Unlike many beautiful disciples in the Chixian Sect, this woman's skin was slightly dark, and her hands also had some rough scars. She did not look smooth and slender. But
If you are someone who has watched a sword fight at Red Tower in Luojing more than ten years ago, you will probably recognize this person as one of the seven people who climbed to the top, Xie Zhuyan.
Compared to the other people at that time, her average strength may have been the lowest, but no matter what, she was the winner among thousands of talented people and should not be underestimated.
"Your Highness the Saint has always refused. Do you have any concerns that need to be resolved?" The old woman asked again.
"No, it's just that I don't think I'm suitable to be the leader." She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and knelt down in front of the statue.
"Compared to other sisters in the church, I come from a humble background, have an ordinary appearance, and am not very smart. It is really difficult for me to hold a big position." Her words were sincere, but they were not empty words.
Compared with other disciples in the Red Immortal Sect, Xie Zhuyan was not actually from an orthodox background. She just learned some skills from the outer sect and then left alone. No one cared to know about it until later when the Red Tower Sword Fight was approaching and the sect selected disciples to fight.
She just came back and showed up then.
Speaking of the reason, it is not complicated. Compared with Xie Zhuyan who lives a difficult life outside, the Chixian Sect has prepared generous rewards for those who go to war. This is what she urgently needed at that time. It’s just that this disciple is in the Chixian Sect.
She didn't stay in the country for long, her appearance was ordinary, and she didn't even know much about reading. She was like a country woman, unknown to anyone.
"These are all things of the past. You are teaching me the saint now, so you don't have to be so humble." The two women on the side shook their heads. They are the elders of the Red Immortal Sect. Although they are not very powerful, they are much older and have seen more.
He has broad knowledge and his views on some things are different from those of outsiders.
"Back then, in Naluo Capital, you won the nameplate Zi Sui in the Red Tower Sword Fight, which also made our religion famous throughout the world. Now that the Holy Church can gradually prosper and grow, Her Royal Highness the Saint is indispensable."
"These are just a fluke. The other sects in the Central Plains lack experience in dealing with my sect's poisonous techniques, which gives me a lot of advantages. In terms of true strength, I am probably not as good as everyone else."
In the Chilou sword fight that year, this ordinary woman from the Chixian Sect became stronger and stronger as she fought, surprising everyone, not only because of her poisonous skills that surprised others, but also because of her rich experience in the battle, her ability to control the moment of life and death.
Her timing allowed many people who were stronger than her to take advantage of her, and instead ended up being defeated by one careless move.
Unlike many geniuses who grew up in a peaceful environment, Xie Zhuyan's life experience was full of twists and turns, and she experienced many difficulties. She was extremely lucky to be able to survive to participate in the selection within the Chixian Sect. If anyone knew about her past
People will not be surprised that this woman can get the top place in the sword fight.
Seeing that their persuasion was fruitless, the two women had no choice but to sigh in silence and stop speaking.
After another stick of incense was slowly burned, the saint in the sect slowly stood up and prepared to leave. At this time, dusk was approaching outside the hall, and a burst of crows and birds sounded across the night sky.
She walked out of the black and quiet hall, came to the steps in front of the door, slowly put on her shoes, and when she was about to leave, two guests dressed in black had been waiting on the road outside the hall for a long time.
Looking at the two people walking towards her, Xie Zhuyan looked as usual, and she stopped slightly.
"But Her Royal Highness the Saint of the Church?" The two men bent over and asked.
"I am Jie Zhuyan."
"Then His Highness Xie is right." The two of them looked happy, and then made another gesture of invitation.
"I have something I want to tell Her Majesty the Saint. I wonder if Her Majesty the Saint has any free time now."
"I have free time, but maybe I won't be interested." Looking at the clothes of the two of them, Xie Zhuyan actually vaguely guessed the other person's intention and shook his head slightly.
"We know that His Highness's time is precious, so we won't disturb you too much. I just ask His Highness to listen attentively." After saying that, the two of them led Xie Zhuyan towards a restaurant at the foot of the mountain, which is the property of the Chixian Sect.
, the disciples of the sect gathered together, so there was no need to worry about any evil plans from the two of them.
Climbing to a quiet room on the third floor, a few plates of tea and food were simply placed on the table, and the two of them began to talk.
"Actually, the two of us are here to ask Her Majesty the Holy Lady to help us." The person they were talking about for help was naturally the newly established Youxin Kingdom.
"My strength is low, I'm afraid I can't bear such a heavy responsibility." Xie Zhuyan shook his head.
"The Holy Lady is humbled..."
The two of them made peace with each other and talked about Xie Zhuyan's deeds back then. However, Xie Zhuyan had heard these words so many times in the past ten years that he had long since become tired of them.
Seeing that the effect was not good, the two of them could only smile bitterly. Although they had been prepared for failure in their hearts, they still felt deeply frustrated when it finally came to an end.
"We are all the people of the Qiulei Seven Continents. We may have different customs and different ethnic groups, but we are still somewhat close to each other. I think that restoring the country of Youxin can make the people of the Qiulei Seven Continents live a better life.
A blessing.”
"Dynasts and countries, officials and people have their own lives. Maybe some people will become better, but they will never be able to meet the majority." Xie Zhuyan shook her head. She was not interested in the righteousness of these countries. She was in a humble age at that time.
When you are struggling to survive, there is no one to help you. This kind of righteousness is still too far away. Perhaps only those who have read a lot can understand it.
After hearing this, the two of them tried again to persuade and talk about the benefits of Xin Guo. Unfortunately, these did not have much effect on Xin Guo's solution, so they had to give up slowly in the end.
Late at night, the three of them walked down the restaurant. The two guests bowed to Xie Zhuyan and said goodbye before slowly leaving.
And Xie Zhuyan stood under the light of the restaurant, motionless for a long time, looking at the mountain road in the distance where the two people's backs disappeared, seeming to have something in mind, but in the end it just turned into a sigh.