The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 132: The last questioner
? Many people think that Jing Jiu has been buried in the fire in the Imperial Palace of Chu, but Bai Zao naturally doesn't think so.
It's just that she doesn't know where Jing Jiu has gone, just like everyone in the Blue Sky Mirror Realm.
But when she thought about it, people in the real world would definitely know where Jing Jiu was through the blue bird. Who would have thought that even the blue bird would have lost Jing Jiu's trace.
Looking at Tong Yan's expression, she knew what he was worried about, and she was a little uneasy.
Of course, it is not Jing Jiu but Bai Qianjun who is worried.
Although Tao is different, it is the same after all.
Finally, in the study in the Jingwang Mansion of Cangzhou, Bai Qianjun told everyone to retreat, leaving all of his remaining pride to her, not wanting her to look down upon him, and giving her a chance to fight him head-on. Bai early chose to give up because he didn't want to hurt both sides and affect the belonging of Xianlu.
She is a disciple of the Zhongzhou School, so she has to do everything possible to keep the Xianlu in Yunmeng Mountain, even if she knows that her opponent is Jing Jiu.
Tong Yan and Bai Qianjun thought the same way, although True Person Bai had never asked them like this from the beginning to the end.
"I don't understand why the blue bird is Jianling, why I don't know where Jing Jiu Zang is."
The child's eyebrows are slightly frowned.
"Where is he? No one in the fantasy world knows where he has gone, can it be that the Blue Bird can't find him?"
Bai Zao suddenly thought of a possibility, whether Qing Tianjian had something wrong.
Tong Yan pointed to the sky and said: "Hey there."
Bai Zao followed his fingers and looked towards the sky, and saw a turquoise blue.
What she sees is not the color of the sky.
The azure blue is obviously different from the real sky around it, and it is more secluded, giving people a feeling of bottomlessness.
That is the image projected by the dzi bead.
That is the sea.
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There is a small black spot on the vast azure blue sea.
As the blue bird flew from high above the sea, the little black spot got closer and closer until it was clearly seen that it was a person.
The man was wearing the clothes of an eunuch, carrying his hands on his back, and walking slowly on the calm sea.
His face was a little dark from the sun, no longer as pale as it used to be, and the gloom between his eyebrows was also driven away by the sun, making him look a lot more cheerful.
He sensed the approach of the blue bird, raised his head and glanced at the sky, there was no extra emotion in his eyes.
The blue bird flew up again, and the picture was rapidly zoomed out. The blue sea still occupies the whole picture, and then countless extremely thin white lines gradually appeared.
A white line is a giant ship.
There are at least a hundred white lines, that is, more than a hundred giant ships.
The man walked on the sea, seemingly slow, but faster than these giant ships.
The fleet of more than a hundred giant ships followed him toward the depths of the sea.
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Looking at the picture in the sky, the practitioners outside the Echo Valley were shocked and speechless, only Sese took the hand of the Shuiyuean girl and shouted happily.
The person's realm in the fantasy realm should be the first realm of Yuanying.
Such strong practitioners have seen many of them, but such pictures are rare.
At this level, why not choose to fly with the sword, or fly away from the sky, but walk on the sea?
Bai Zao was also puzzled, and asked: "What is he doing?"
"He is happy."
Tong Yan looked at the sea in the sky with a relieved smile on her face.
He knew that his friend was finally free from the death of Su Ziye's betrayal and Pei Baifa. In the words of Guocheng Temple, his heart barrier has disappeared.
The smile gradually disappeared, and he became more puzzled. Since the Blue Bird can find where he is, there is no reason why he can't find Jing Jiu. What is going on?
Tong Yan glanced at Bai Zao.
Bai Zao did not speak.
When she was in the illusion, Tong Yan had already guessed what Jing Jiu was going to do, and then she had also guessed it.
However, from the perspective of historical progress, Jing Jiu's attempt did not have any possibility of success.
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More than ten days later, the sky in Yunmeng Mountain was still clear, and deeper blue appeared in the azure blue sky, which was the sea in the illusion. The seemingly monotonous sea is actually very complicated. If you are willing to observe carefully, you will find that there are countless layers of water in the sea, with colors and textures of different shades and tastes.
If there is wind, the sea will become more naughty, and then violent, if it is quiet, it will be like a transparent mirror that makes your heart palpitating.
What's more, there are all kinds of weird fish and birds in the sea, as well as sea beasts that eat fish and birds, there are many islands, and even other continents.
He Zhan's fleet arrived in two different continents and did not have any in-depth exploration for the time being. By this time, he had already left the country of Zhao for twenty years.
One evening, he was a little bored, dived into the bottom of the sea and caught a huge turtle, and distributed some turtle meat to each ship.
The meat of sea turtles is a bit rough and hard to chew, but if it is grilled, it will not have a flavor, just like raw beef that has been air-dried for a few days.
He Zhan was lying on a bamboo chair, drinking wine, chewing turtle meat, squinting his eyes, and blowing the sea breeze, very happy.
A firework suddenly appeared on the distant sea.
He squinted slightly.
Hai Merchant sent the latest news.
The Queen Mother Zhao died of illness.
In fact, this is what happened seventy days ago.
He Zhan was silent for a while, spit the turtle meat in his mouth onto the deck, and said, "It's too unpalatable."
Then he carried the hip flask to the back of the deck, where it was covered by the shadow of the cabin.
He Zhan stood in that shadow all night.
I don't know if he drank the pot of wine by himself or spilled it into the sea.
The next day, the officials from the arrest factory and the overlords of all parties on the sea rushed to this sea area.
They only have one question: "My lord, will you go back?"
He Zhan looked at the sea and calmly said: "Everyone I know is about to die. What are you going to do when you go back?"
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There were no accidents.
In less than three years after the death of the Queen Mother, the State of Zhao was destroyed by the State of Qin, and the Emperor of State of Zhao was made the King of Hejian County.
Many people are secretly guessing that His Majesty Qin Huang did so deliberately, afraid that he didn't want to provoke the long-lost father He to draw him out.
Like the world's evaluation of the Emperor of Chu, after the death of the Kingdom of Zhao, people began to miss that father-in-law He, but it was too late.
Immediately afterwards, it took Qin a year to destroy Qi, and it took another four years to kill the barbarian tribes that fled to the Northern Wilderness.
So far, the world has ruled, and Emperor Qin has become the final victor.
He cast his gaze to a mountain hundreds of miles away to the southeast.
Qin Huang has forgotten many things, but he has not forgotten the first words he heard in this world.
"No matter what method is used, if you can unify the mainland and become the co-lord of the world, you can get the approval of the gods, the bronze cauldron, and the immortal urn of longevity."
That mountain is called Buzhou Mountain.
There is a temple in the mountain.
It is said that the envoy was in that temple.
It’s just that no one has ever seen it, because no one can approach that temple.
In recent years, Emperor Qin secretly sent many people to Mount Wu Zhou, and none of them could come back.
This strengthened his confidence even more.
He decided to conquer Zen without Zhoushan.
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From Xianyang to Buzhou Mountain, there are rugged mountains, with difficult roads and dense forests.
From the day when Emperor Qin decided to grant Zen, the State of Qin enlisted millions of migrant workers, broke mountains, destroyed forests and transported stones, and began to build a highway. The road was named Tongtian Avenue, three miles wide, with rammed mud as the base and gravel as the surface. The two sides of the avenue were emptied within 20 miles. The scale of the project is unimaginable.
In order to build this avenue, the State of Qin conquered aggressively, servicing the people like slaves, and his brutal rule provoked countless uprisings, all of which were brutally suppressed by Qin's iron cavalry. Hundreds of thousands of migrant workers and a similar number of volunteers were buried in the mud on both sides of the road.
In the autumn of the following year, the Tongtian Avenue was repaired, and the Emperor Qin did not wait another day before announcing the official start of the ceremony of enforcing the Zen.
Tens of thousands of cavalry and a larger number of troops and attendants, guarding the black giant, slowly walked out of Xianyang City and onto the Tongtian Avenue.
It took only nine days for a team of this size to arrive at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. You can imagine how urgent the Emperor Qin is.
This is the time of late autumn, and the mountains are full of red leaves, like burning clouds, very beautiful.
Qin Huang bathed and changed clothes, burned incense and prayed, and walked up the stone steps.
He is very old, with white hair, and his eyes as cold as before, and the domineering aura emanating from his black robe seems to be substantive.
Hundreds of thousands of people knelt down behind him like a tide.
Bai Zao had reminded him when he left that he might forget many things, such as a certain name.
Qin Huang does not remember the name, but he always feels that someone will show up.
This kind of feeling is very bad, so he restrained his temper and waited for nearly two years before he had to fix this great road first.
He must first kill all those who oppose him and clear all the mountains on both sides of Tongtian Avenue to make sure that no one will disturb Feng Chan.
No assassin appeared on Tongtian Avenue, so he no longer worried.
There are tens of thousands of heavy riders here, and there are countless masters. Even if the ten former Mogong teamed up, it is impossible to break through the siege and kill the mountain.
Qin Emperor is getting closer and closer to the summit, and a small temple is faintly visible.
Dozens of powerful men in black followed behind him, watching the surroundings vigilantly.
These strong men have been carefully selected, are extremely loyal to the Emperor Qin, and are strong and brave.
The Emperor Qin is still wary of the legend of the temple and the gods, just like any person or thing that he cannot grasp.
Those dead men who never returned made him a little uneasy.
No accidents happened.
A small temple appeared at the end of the road.
Qin Huang's breathing became a little quick.
I don't know when, the blue bird flew from a distance and landed on the branch, quietly watching the scene in front of him.
The monks outside Echo Valley are also watching this scene.
Qin Emperor is about to win the final victory, Xianlu will still stay in Yunmeng Mountain.
This is something that many people thought of before the start of the conference. It’s just that people don’t understand why He Zhan suddenly abandons Zhao’s good situation, goes to sea in a boat, and ignores world affairs. The most important thing is, where exactly is Jing Jiu hiding, is he going to watch the Emperor Qin aspirations like this?
Those was very anxious, thinking that that pretty idiot might have made the rules wrong, right? This is not about who lives to the end in the illusion, who is the winner. If the Emperor Qin gets the approval of the divine envoy and the aspiration succeeds, this questioning meeting will end immediately, and all the questioners will be sent out.
Everyone is looking at the sky, Tong Yan and Bai are looking at them, and Bai Zhenren is also looking at them.
She stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the scene in the sky quietly, for some reason there was no joy on her face.
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Qin Huang looked back and looked towards Shilu, looking at the stone steps like a jade belt, and the subjects and great rivers and mountains like the Kuroshio under the mountain, giving birth to infinite emotion.
Along the way, countless hardships, a lot of abandonment, a lot of forgetting, he finally came here, no one can stop him anymore.
But he will leave it all up soon.
He turned around and walked to the temple, and he saw the bronze cauldron.
He was a little surprised. The bronze cauldron was much smaller than he thought, and it looked like he could control it with one hand.
Standing alone next to the bronze cauldron, outside the temple with his back on his back.
The man is wearing a white robe, his black hair is like a waterfall, falling to the ground, with a sense of immortality, and he is a divine envoy.
The Emperor Qin untied his crown and put it on the ground, raised his front breast to cross the threshold, fell to his knees, and said humbly: "The emperor visits the Lord God Envoy during the day."
The man in white turned around, his black hair parted with the wind, showing his face.
That face is cold and beautiful, it can be seen in an extraordinary time, it is indeed a fairy.
Qin Huang looked up and was about to praise the envoy, when he suddenly felt that his face was a bit familiar, and he couldn't help being stunned.
"Are you not an envoy?"
Qin Huang suddenly remembered many things, and shouted in shock: "No! You are Jing Jiu!"
Jing Jiu looked at him quietly, without speaking.
Qin Huang felt so absurd~IndoMTL.com~ His face was pale and shouted: "This is impossible! How can you be here!"
You are on the other side of the mountains, abandoning the box, abandoning the horse, cutting the rope, and carrying insults and curses on your back, walking hard alone, and finally reached the top.
Suddenly discovered that this is actually just a small hill in the vast world.
The most important thing is that your opponent has already been waiting here.
This is indeed the most absurd thing.
It's also the most painful thing.
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(The things written after catching a cold, don’t have a special flavor. I also think about the picture in the sky of Echo Valley. If there is a sea, why is walking on the sea, then he is walking in the sky, if he doesn’t wear it Clothes, don’t things hang down, ah, I’m really sick, what do I think about Wang Xiaobo at this time.)
(End of this chapter)