When Gengoro and Hai Jiaxuan ran around the Fengzhi Continent to find so-called helpers, Youxue prayed to God and Buddha every day, hoping that someone would come to save him as soon as possible and not let himself be abused by the passionate demon who would flow wildly in blood as soon as he got angry.
Life in hell is not easy, but compared to Dorgon's violent personality when he was normal, he was much more restrained at this time and did not rely on venting his anger to vent his anger. He either meditated meditation all day long, or paced like a wandering soul, muttering to himself, like thinking, or just floating aimlessly.
Although he no longer used his true qi, Dorgon's injuries did not improve. Even with the treatment of a medical national player like Fenghua and the secret technique of the Queen Mother of the West, he could only prevent his injuries from worsening. However, whenever Dorgon raised his energy and wanted to use martial arts, the boiling true qi broke out, melted flesh and bones, turning his whole person into a large piece of melting flesh and blood sludge.
It seemed like a tiger locked in prison. Dorgon was angry and hated for such a situation, but he could do anything about it. If it were other doctors, he had long been affected by his anger, and all ten or eight were killed at will, but Fenghua could effectively eliminate his anger. Sometimes, Dorgon even admired this blind girl.
The golden needle and silver needle melt as soon as they enter the body. The Fenghua of acupuncture cannot be used to use tools to massage the acupoints. When touching the blazing high heat, it is like touching a piece of red iron. Dorgon admires her for being able to withstand the pain. Although she looks so delicate, she doesn't even hum when she endures the pain.
The living conditions were bad, but the beauty was also willing to be happy, not like the Serteer. Dorgon remembered that the Queen Mother of the West had a very generous life in all dynasties. Although she was vegetarian since childhood, her diet was very high, and she was wearing silk and satin. I was really surprised that this timid little girl could adapt to this difficult life like an ascetic.
Especially whenever she saw her ten fingers wrapped in wounded cloth, Dorgon felt a sense of pity in his chest.
That is not apology, nor should it be an apology, but this indescribable feeling really made Dorgon's anger disappear and cooperate with the treatment.
...In fact, Lord Youxue is much more capable than his appearance. In the past, many major events in Reins were due to him, so he could end safely.
Fenghua said: Although he has screamed miserably these days, he has not escaped and has been protecting me. He has lived these lives too. I think you can have a higher evaluation of him, senior.
Humph, you are very considerate. Are you not tired of being a human being like this?You don’t blame everyone, and all responsibilities can only be counted on yourself. In this way, life... are you very happy?
Dorgon did not believe that there was something completely bright in the world. There would be darkness under the lighthouse. There would be shadows. The bigger the light surface in a person's heart, the stronger the dark desire accumulated, and one day it would distort and deform the personality.
But when it comes to his question, Fenghua just smiled slightly, and Yun Danfeng smiled softly: Fenghua is having a happy life every day.
Fenghua has never had too strong sadness or joy, and he just smiled lightly. However, it was this smile like the beginning of the sun that moved Dorgon's heart and asked questions unconsciously.
Why are you willing to help me with treatment?
Fenghua's personality is difficult to be coerced. Dorgon was puzzled about why she was willing to do her best to heal herself, but when he asked, he found it funny because the answer he would say from Fenghua was probably the naive answers such as the patient being treated with all his heart.
However, the slim woman surprised him again.
Not everyone Fenghua treats it so carefully. Sometimes, Fenghua is lazy!But Ah, Senior Dorgon is Fenghua's relatives. If you are injured or sick, Fenghua must be treated well.
I... am your relative?What crazy words are you saying?
Isn't it?You are my husband's master Ah.
One sentence made Dorgon, who was originally calm, angry. If it weren't for some self-control, the palm would have been blasted.
The monkey’s master is the old man Huang Taiji. What does it have to do with me?If you are ruthless and nonsense, don’t blame me for being ruthless.
He shouted angrily like thunder, and even the surrounding ground was shaken slightly, but Fenghua, who was in the center of the sound wave shock, seemed to have not heard of it and spoke with a smile.
is that so?Then let’s talk about other things. The senior said that what you have been seeking throughout your life is just to pursue the peak of martial arts, right?
Yes, you know it yourself, what's wrong with these words?
There are many ways to pursue the peak of martial arts. In the deep mountains, bamboo forests and sandbanks, the seniors can live in seclusion and practice. Why do they have to devote themselves to the world and prove their martial arts by killing and fighting?
Hey, what a younger child's words.Fighting is a shortcut to martial arts practice. Only by constantly fighting and killing every enemy can one prove one's own strength. Only when the enemy's passionate blood splashes up, absolute power is truly possessed and can it bring me the feeling of real existence at this moment.
In this way, according to the senior, what he pursues is not absolute power, but the feeling of satisfying and down-to-earth in the battle.You are pursuing the light and heat of that short moment and the presence of that moment, so you keep fighting in blood, but why is it so important to you to confirm whether you exist?
this……
Dorgon felt confused for a moment. He had never thought about this question deeply in the past. If he thought about it carefully, Fenghua seemed to be right. Every time he fought to the peak, the extremely high-spirited fanatical excitement made him feel that he had truly lived and truly existed. He was indeed fighting to satisfy this desire.
After each battle, carry out more rigorous and hard practice, push yourself to a higher level of martial arts, so that the next battle will be more brilliant and enjoy more intense ecstasy.
After discovering this, I answered some of the doubts in my past, but more questions emerged.
It’s Ah, why can prove that he truly exists bring such great psychological satisfaction?
I have never been a person who cares about the eyes of others. Why do I need to prove anything?
Dorgon, do you still have to be a human being for the eyes of others?
Not that.What you are pursuing is just one reason, that is, you want to prove that you are not a...well, parasite.
you!
Dorgon was furious and thought Fenghua was sarcastic. He raised his left palm and was about to slap it out. However, when he touched Fenghua's eyes, he found that although her blind eyes were dull, there was a kind of fearless persistence in her dim eyes. She was talking with her life, absolutely serious, and absolutely willing to bear the consequences.
When Dorgon noticed this, his anger disappeared and he burst into laughter.
Hahahaha~~ Well said, I hate villains who speak insincerely the most. Since what you are saying is the truth, if I still take my anger on you because of this, wouldn’t I become a villain?Hahaha~~ This is a good thing. It is rare to meet someone who tells the truth in front of me.
When he spoke, Dorgon laughed endlessly. Although he was not loyal to his heart, his loud laughter was still like a thunderclap in the wind and snow.
And at the beginning, although the laughter was full of joy, it was faintly filled with a trace of desolate charm...
When everything is deeply analyzed, it turns out that life is so helpless. At the origin of my life, pursuing the peak of martial arts is empty, and pursuing absolute power is also empty. I just fight in blood for the real sense of existence at that moment, using it to tell myself that this life body named Dorgon does exist and will not disappear or have not disappeared yet.
Who are you?
Fenghua's voice was very soft, but at this moment, Dorgon's ears were like a morning bell. The sounds of beating deep in his heart, and even the answers that should have been answered very decisively became slow.
...Dorgon.
Who is Dorgon?Who is Huang Taiji?
Dorgon was an individual who split from Huang Taiji's personality, but if you want to say that there is any difference with Huang Taiji, it seems that it can only make a clear distinction with that old Huang Taiji, who has become kind-hearted and kind-hearted. If the time is pulled back two thousand years ago, Huang Taiji, who was full of energy and domineering at that time, would be exactly the same as Dorgon, with the same appearance and the same personality, it is really hard to say what the difference is between the two.
What a sad thing this is. What I have sought for life is to prove that I am different from Huang Taiji. I am never as old as him, nor as weak and incompetent as him. The old and disabled thing is not worthy of being the subject, and is not even qualified to share the same body with me, so I replaced him. But in the end, the more domineering I am, the more I move towards the path of a strong man, but the more similar it is to Huang Taiji back then.
In fact, you have all the memories, experiences, and martial arts of Huang Taiji, and your personality is no different. You believe in his way of being a domineering person back then. If it is not for the difference in name, you are completely one with him. Fenghua wants to ask, who is Dorgon?
It is said that Bai Qi had been bothering him for a long time because of his own positioning problem. When Dorgon remembered this, he felt that he was in the same mood at this moment.
Things in the world are so ironic. They are obviously the thing they don’t want to get close to, but they always get closer and closer without realizing it. Does everyone’s life always return to the starting point in the end?
Ask yourself, I am actually no different from Huang Taiji in my early years. Maybe I am more like Huang Taiji than Huang Taiji... In this way, will I have one day in the future if I cannot use martial arts, and become old, disabled, kind and kind?
Just doing this imagination, Dorgon felt a terrifying terror.
When fighting against a powerful enemy, he was only excited and never felt afraid, but now he understood that this strange trembling feeling was the so-called horror, but...
The senior may have discovered that since Dorgon and Huang Taiji are no different, why should they share each other with each other?Huang Taiji became a demon and became Dorgon; Dorgon practiced Taoism and turned into Huang Taiji. In fact, putting aside the difference between the demonic Taoism, you two are one, you are you, you can be Dorgon, or Huang Taiji. Doing what you want to do, you don’t need to cut a heart or a soul into half.
You are you. Standing here alone is enough to prove your existence. You breathe the air and step on the earth. This is your interaction with the whole world. The interaction proves that there is. Who can say that you do not exist?Your breathing and breathing are life, so why do you need to prove that you are alive by destroying other lives?
The road goes from front of you, and the door opens to both sides. How a person should exist depends on his own choice, not on the eyes of others.Senior, you are domineering for a lifetime, but your life is dominated by the eyes of others. Wouldn’t it be ridiculous?Names and identity are all the appearances that bind life, and there is no need to be persistent. When you get rid of this layer of persistence, what you see in your eyes will be a brand new world.
The gentle words and sincere tone, listening to Dorgon's ears, made his mind surging. All memories since his consciousness and Huang Taiji's lifelong memories have turned around like a stunt in his mind. The past thousands of years were as vivid as before his eyes, and suddenly his heart was like a mirror, and he had a great enlightenment.
Hahaha~~Hahaha~~Who is I?Who is Huang Taiji?Who is Dorgon?Hahahaha~~Hahahaha~~
The laughter that could not be stopped echoed in the cave for a moment, but it was much smaller than the deafening thunderbolts in the past, this time the sound was much smaller, as if a twenties were laughing loudly, with joy, mockery, desolation... but more... liberation and ease.
Youxue, who was secretly hiding outside the cave, heard the laughter, and was shocked to find something strange. He was worried that there would be something wrong with Fenghua. He hurried to investigate and saw Dorgon sitting cross-legged in front of Fenghua, as if he heard something funny. He kept laughing, as if he was very happy, and even burst into tears.
(Wow! The man cried... It's so disgusting Ah!)
Youxue was murmured in her heart, thinking that the situation was strange, so it would be better not to get too close. Unexpectedly, this thought just came out, Dorgon suddenly raised his right arm, and he couldn't see how he was lucky. A whirlwind quickly blew up in the cave, rolling Youxue's unsteady step, was pulled away, fell into Dorgon's hand, and he grabbed his neck again.
Uh...you, your hands...your hands...
Hey, what's there to call?Is my hands full?
There were no flowers, but Dorgon, who had been burned to pieces with his bones and flesh in the past few days, had his strength used, but his arms were intact, as if he was no longer troubled by those injuries.
Originally, Dorgon's secret injury was a talisman for the life of Xue Sheng. Now that he was injured, he was strangled by himself, and there was only Feng Hua left beside him. All the saviors were far away, and now he was really dead.
Thinking of this, Youxue rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot. But before she lost consciousness, a tsunami-like craze came from the palm of her neck, rushing into his body fiercely.
In order to recruit helpers, Gengoro and Hai Jiaxuan were running around on the Wind Continent.
If the demons intentionally blocked it, it should be possible to cause some obstacles, but firstly, Yinzhen intentionally caught everything in one go, without having to deal with the emergence of everyone's order; secondly, when Yinzhen was fully engaged in the immortal tree, Xulagu was still lying down and thinking, and no one in the demons could stop them.
Therefore, Gengoro and Hai Jiaxuan's itinerary were unobstructed, and even the demons could not be seen wherever they went, but this did not mean that their work was going smoothly, because there were very few masters who were qualified to fight and could affect the changes in the battle situation. If they were willing to take action, they would have stood up and there was no need to invite them in particular.
The one who is very determined to fight and is willing to fight hard in the final battle is limited, but his strength is limited and he can only help restrain the demon masters, but he is not qualified to face Yinzhen.
Gengoro had known this for a long time, but even if he could only help restrain himself, it would be better than not, because Yinzhen was an enemy who did not talk about the spirit of a warrior. If he was harassed by the demons' shrimp soldiers and crab generals when dealing with him, there was no chance of winning this battle.
The contact process was not smooth, and it encountered unexpected obstacles.
In order to avoid the influence of the immortal tree, Pandora hid in the Demon Realm. Without her strategist, the activity of the brothels has dropped sharply, which has also added a lot of inconvenience to Gengoro. Especially after being rejected by the Great Snow Mountain, Gengoro's wry smile on his pretty face added shadows.
In comparison, Haijiaxuan, who went to Wulian alone, seemed to have better luck and successfully met Wang Youjun.
The only survivor of the Four White Night Knights agreed to join the war and contacted Gongsun Chuqian, but was not sure whether Gongsun Chuqian could leave her husband to participate in the final battle.
It doesn't matter...this is not forced.
Hai Jiaxuan's mood was very complicated. On the one hand, he wanted to gather as much of the remaining combat power in the human world as possible and fight to the death. But on the other hand, he hoped that the warriors in the human world could retain some vitality so that they would not be wiped out in the last battle and die without even a hope.
With this feeling, Hai Jiaxuan came to a place before leaving Wu Lian.
He didn't want to come to this place until he arrived, but he was still not sure whether he should come, but in the end, he still resolutely descended from the sky and stood on the top of the mountain.
Wu Lian's border Huaguo Mountain, standing on the highest mountain, can calmly overlook the border between Eltino and Wu Lian, and the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are hidden in the clouds and mists. It is not clear, as if it is a portrayal of the human world at this moment. This idea makes Hai Jiaxuan smile bitterly.
Looking to the side, a ginkgo tree grew thick and huge, with dense branches and leaves scattered. It swayed with the mountain wind under the sunlight, and the leaves made a rustling sound of friction, as if it was expressing welcome, and as if it was waving its hands to soothe people's worries.
Trees, you stand here without moving all day, and you see the vast sky and the earth. You must not understand why people are killing like this, right?
Hai Jiaxuan gently stroked the ginkgo tree, and there were countless emotions inside.
He was not one of the three protagonists who planted this ginkgo tree by himself back then, but he knew the story of those three people and the glorious years that once existed... The once burning light and heat are no longer there, especially compared with the changes after the demons came back to the earth, that past is particularly desolate...
Well, this is...
A trace of sensation when touching the trunk of the tree, Hai Jiaxuan suddenly felt something strange. The sense of Tianxin's consciousness told him that a dead person was buried under the ginkgo tree, and a corpse was buried under the head. Judging from the slightest sense, the corpse had rotten, and had been dead for at least ten years.
How could this happen?here it is……
In order to be cautious, Hai Jiaxuan did not break through the ground and harass the dead. Instead, he used his light skills and rushed down the mountain in an instant to reach the entrance of the mysterious cave in Huaguo Mountain.
Back then, Gongjin and his group had a strange encounter in a cave. Later, as the mystery of Nier's life experience was solved, the truth of this cave was also known, and it was the place where Temujin was entrusted to his orphan during the War in Kyushu.
But when Hai Jiaxuan came to the entrance of the cave, he suddenly discovered something.
There is a new tomb at the entrance of the cave. It seems that it has only been in the past few months. The tombstone is very new, but the name that scares Hai Jiaxuan.
The tomb of Tao Yaning, the head of Bailu Cave.
At the moment when this line of words caught his eye, Hai Jiaxuan was really shocked. He knew the ability of this disciple. Since he could escape the death of that year and be reborn after the tribulation, no one could easily get rid of her now. After the Battle of Zhongdu, she disappeared. Hai Jiaxuan always thought that she was unwilling to interfere with the battle between humans and demons, so he hid. This time he came to Huaguo Mountain, and he wanted to find her to come out, but he never thought he would see her grave.
this……
After being shocked, Hai Jiaxuan immediately realized that the new grave had only a tombstone, but there were soil underneath it, with no coffins or corpses, and it was an empty grave.
The strange arrangement made Hai Jiaxuan stunned, and he couldn't figure out what was going on. But after a moment of shock, he calmed down and wanted to walk into the cave, but after a step forward, he stopped again and gave up his plan.
There is no need to go in specially. Even if you go in, when the person inside deliberately hides, you will not see him. Therefore, it is enough to say whatever you want to say. Even if you don’t speak loudly, those who should hear will hear it.
I... don't know if you are here or not, maybe you are not here, maybe you are dead, but from my standpoint, I will tell you some words even if you die.
Hai Jiaxuan spoke slowly towards the dark and deep cave.
Yinzhen controlled the Immortal Tree and wanted to control and control the human world with this. There were only three days left. We will work on the coast of Reince to jointly attack Yinzhen and fight this last battle. No matter whether it is victory or defeat, we have no regrets... But... the chance of winning this battle is not lacking, but it is not high, and we need more helpers...
It is difficult to choose your position. I can imagine that the respect and concern for the deceased will make you pretend to be deaf and dumb even if you survive. As a dead person in the eyes of people, your personality is like this. From the day I started teaching you, it has never changed.
If we put aside the difference between humans and demons, you really have no reason to be on the same front as us, so I don’t ask you to go to the battlefield at that time, but there is at least one thing, I hope you can think clearly about it... You once said that when the three of you planted the ginkgo tree together, they vowed to make this world better and to create a better world than now. If Yinzhen was allowed to rule the human world, would that world be better than now?
All the things that should be said have been said, and it doesn't make sense to say more. When he had nothing to say, Hai Jiaxuan stopped staying and broke through the air towards the east and rushed back to Reince to meet everyone.
Just shortly after his figure disappeared, a figure slowly walked out from the shadow of the dark cave.
It seemed that I didn't want to see the sunlight, so I stopped not far from the entrance of the cave. Most of my body was still hidden in the shadow, and there was no face exposed. I just looked at the sky from a distance, thinking about it, and then I looked at a tomb of loess at the entrance of the cave.
After a long time, a tired sigh echoed in the cave...
The decisive battle is approaching day by day. The news brought back by Hai Jiaxuan adds a little excitement to Reins' camp, but it doesn't have much joy. After all, it is good to find Wang Youjun, but it doesn't have much substantial help.
No matter these, we will gather our combat power and fight with all our might, even if we die without regrets. This is enough.
Gengoro inspired his comrades like this. Although what he said was unpleasant, it was a fact. For those who had already realized it, it could indeed enhance their fighting spirit.
Just one day before the decisive battle, Nier and Izumi Sakura also returned from the Demon Realm and met with Gengoro, who was gathering troops by the harbor. When talking about the various things that happened in the Demon Realm, Gengoro and Hae Jiaxuan were surprised.
Wait, according to Xiao Wu, you had tampered with me before I went to the Demon Realm. At that time, you told me a few tricks, saying that it was a technique that could calm the chaos of true qi, but was it actually used to defraud Dorgon?
Well, that's right, thanks to Miss Nier.
Ni'er, who learned that Dorgon was successfully plotted by Gengoro, was of course very unhappy at first, but after Gengoro desperately explained the reason that he would deceive himself first and kowtowed to admit his mistake, she expressed her understanding.
Dorgon was alert. If he didn't rely on Miss Nier's help, and my hard-working plan alone, he might not be able to conspire to succeed.
But in this way, the Tianwu Saint Kung Fu will be gone. Isn’t it a pity?
Well, I have reserved some backpacks, but the situation has changed so much now that Dorgon has not appeared again since he was seriously injured and escaped. I am not sure whether these backpacks can come in handy.
Just as Gengoro and Ni'er looked at each other and sighed, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the camp. The attendant ran over to report that the Zuo Prime Minister had returned triumphantly.
Ah?He is back?I really couldn't imagine Ah.
Since the Battle of Jixia, Gengoro has been missing the whereabouts of snow. He thought he was mixed with Oda Ka, but he was a little surprised to hear him come back.
Dead third brother, you are so fuckingly unfaithful. Your brother has been missing for so long, but you didn’t move at all!
Don't falsely blame me. I have done a lot of things. I bought the coffins and shrouds according to your size, and even the tablets and the spirit bone tower. If you come back a few days later, these things will come in handy. Now that you are back... Alas, you have to return all the things, so it's better to report them to the public account first.
The strange welcome speech made Xue Te furious and almost rushed up to pinch the throat of the brother Bai Yi, but Fenghua appeared at the right time and persuaded Xue Te to get rid of him and asked him to take out the things in his arms.
It was a casually torn silk cloth, stained with a lot of mud and fourteen big characters were written in cursive script on it. At first glance, the writer seemed to be confused and his brushwork was very messy, but after reading it for a long time, he felt like a stroke of strokes running like a dragon and a snake, and his domineering momentum came out.
Hai Jiaxuan and Gengoro's faces changed color almost as soon as they saw it, and asked in unison: This is Huang Taiji's handwriting, where do you get it?
Fenghua just smiled slightly and said: There is a deep meaning in the word, and you can tell at a glance that you can tell. Why both of you have to ask more questions?
Ni'er didn't understand what both of them were selling, so she leaned over and saw fourteen big words written on the silk cloth.
There is no allowance for a stream to run, and the dignified stream flows out of the village in front!
In just two short sentences, it seems that there are thousands of words, and there is also a kind of open-mindedness after a long period of vicissitudes. After experiencing thousands of mountains and rivers, I finally found my way back and said to myself.
Seeing these fourteen words, dragons and snakes walking, their minds flying, Ni'er could vaguely feel the person holding the pen waving his hand and laughing to the sky, and she was free and easy. She was once full of unfairness and suppression, but she was once persistent, but in the end she still learned to let go. When all the prosperity fell, she should face the calm person and embark on the way home alone.
Looking at Gengoro and Hai Jiaxuan next to them, they both looked strange, with a smile on their faces, but a faint light of water in their eyes, as if they were happy and sad, and even more reluctant, as if they had already known what had happened from these two sentences.
Go and have a drink!
It's time to drink a drink and bless him.
But don't you think this is unfaithful?Just when we needed help, he ran away by himself...
Forget it, what should be come will always come, not to mention that when I left Daxue Mountain this time, I suddenly felt that... I left a few more non-combatants and used education to cultivate hope and the future, which seemed good.
Well...he is indeed suitable for this!
In terms of results, it is more suitable for Ah than you and me.
It was both emotion and sighing, Gengoro and Hai Jiaxuan went out side by side, and just looking at their backs, Nier felt an indescribable feeling.
She was very intimate with Gengoro, and she had seen every face of Gengoro, but at this moment Gengoro... made her feel a little strange.
Hello, Ni'er.
Um?
Turn around and see people!Someone asked me to hand you something.
Youxue screamed in a hurry, and Ni'er turned around in surprise. When she thought of turning around, she saw a fist, which hit the face firmly, right at the end of her nose.
Wow!
He punched his nose and pulled the tears hole. Ni'er burst into tears, and she was so painful that she couldn't speak. She was about to ask why Xue Te was attacking, but suddenly she realized that a powerful and powerful true energy began to flow from the place where she had just been hit, traveling all over her body.
This...this is...
The overly powerful energy was decompressed and dispersed in an instant. Ni'er's consciousness couldn't bear it. She instantly turned black and she fell backwards.
Hey, the entrusted thing has been delivered, and the next thing is to see if you can wake up before the war starts...Ah, what should you do if you don’t wake up?
The Demon World's End Mountain has now emerged due to the migration of a large number of new immigrants. The liberated slaves have been reclaimed on the periphery. With Pandora's command, the place was quickly built. However, the focus of people's concern is not the new land on the periphery, but someone who is still comprehending the forbidden area behind the End Mountain.
As the chief combat power of the human world, Lancelo gained something in just a few days. From the two great devil extinctions and the Red Emperor of Thunder, he deduced the existence of the transformation of the demon dragon, and tried to use these three styles in one. The power was indeed greatly increased.
There was another weapon to defeat the enemy, which was largely attributed to the environment of the End Mountain. Because of the stimulation of the surrounding demonic energy, Lancelo made such great progress, but he still felt that it was not enough. These things alone were not enough to beat Yinzhen.
The four words left by the Deep Blue Demon... Is there really no other way to reproduce them...
The four-character secret is the key to a stronger level of the Heavenly Demonic Art. Yinzhen must have seen it, so he has such a powerful cultivation today. If he wants to surpass him, he must fill it in at least this point. The question is, the stone wall engraved with the four-character secret has been flattened, so where should I find it?
Huh?
Lancelo suddenly felt that someone was approaching, and not from far to near, but suddenly appeared three feet behind him.
With my current cultivation level, the one who can do this is definitely a master. What’s even more strange is that the aura of the person who came is not a demon, but a human, and it makes me feel quite familiar.
The familiar feeling is some like Bai Wuji and some like Bai Qi, but it is very different. I don’t know where the sacred arrival is.
Isn’t this guy standing alone here?
Turning his head in surprise, Lancelo looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, with a long goat beard, a wide white robe, dark skin, holding an unopened fan in his hand, dressed like a desert nation, handsome and elegant. Although his clothes had been blown yellow by the wind and sand, he still looked indescribable and elated, which made people feel good at first sight.
It just so happens that I am interested in what I have carved here. If I have time, let’s talk.
When the folding fan in his hand suddenly opened, the big word "World Conquest" written on the fan shocked Lancelo inexplicably and knew who the person in front of him was.
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The Symposium of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of the Stories of
Lancelow: Before the meeting, the author rolled on the ground alone and roared. Last time he was in a bad mood, he didn't hold a symposium. This time he was so sick that he had to hold on to the point of getting an IV drip. It was really wrong to use it.
Gengoro: So, you can’t just ask for fakes, and you can’t use Ah randomly if you don’t want to use war cards.
Lancelow: But let go of his questions first, why is the symposium held by the two of us?
Gengoro: Well... because we haven't performed well in the crew recently and have no contributions, we were arrested to work overtime to hold a seminar.
Lancelow: There is hard work without credit. Is hard work not considered a contribution?
Gengoro: Alas, in this era, who else regards hard work as a contribution?
Lancelow: That's right...well, since I'm here, I'll report it to you, the symposium has already counted down.
Gengoro: Perhaps some friends already know that when the Twenty-one episode of Fengzi was published, the entire Fengzi had already been completed.
Lancelow: Episode 23.By the time, Fengzi will say goodbye to readers who have supported him for a long time in January next year.
Gengoro: It’s really a long journey. It’s been almost eight years since I counted it.
Lancelow: Hehehe, it seems that it hasn't been so long among us, right?This is really rare for works that are faster than those in the story.
Gengoro: Well, in the process of creation, in addition to trying to write the story well, the biggest challenge the author faces is how to prevent the story from being delayed.
Lancelow: But even with such attention, it inevitably attracted criticism. Someone even came to question and said that his friend died unexpectedly and did not finish reading Fengzi before his death. This was all because of the author's fault.
Gengoro: Alas, being valued so much, should this be said to be the author's honor?
Or is it the author's misfortune?
If this statement is true, then if a reader died unexpectedly when the author made the first episode of Fengzi, would those accounts be counted together?
Lancelow: When Rorynn wrote Harley Potter, when Tolskin wrote the Lord of the Rings, and when Jin Yong wrote various works, I believe that readers died on the way. Do these responsibilities be counted as their original sin?
Gengoro: If you have to calculate this way, you have to regard this original sin as glory.
Lancelow: An excellent author should have the confidence to create a successful author in the second part, so if you want to become a good author, you should not delay the show for money.
This is the author's philosophy when he debuted and has never changed. However, after eight years of this sentence, those who believe believe it, and those who don't believe it, just do whatever you want. The author is not a preacher, so there is no need for everyone to believe it.
Gengoro: But for readers who have followed along the way, the author has a comment to share.
A lean dinosaur is larger than a horse. Some creatures with too large size structures will look at the whole picture. It will be so big. Even if it is forced to be smaller, its size is still amazing. For example, can a dinosaur be required to be as small as a cat?
Lancelow: Although I dare not compare myself to my masterpiece, it takes such a length to explain the plot and characters I had originally thought of, and this is the size of the style.
Gengoro: Whether to delay the show or not, the key is not the length, but other things, right?If you first react to the long story, you will call you to delay the show, which is a bit too superficial.
Lancelow: In short, it’s still the same saying: Those who believe will always believe, and those who don’t believe will always not believe.
Gengoro: See you next January, the official farewell to the story of the charming story.
Life in hell is not easy, but compared to Dorgon's violent personality when he was normal, he was much more restrained at this time and did not rely on venting his anger to vent his anger. He either meditated meditation all day long, or paced like a wandering soul, muttering to himself, like thinking, or just floating aimlessly.
Although he no longer used his true qi, Dorgon's injuries did not improve. Even with the treatment of a medical national player like Fenghua and the secret technique of the Queen Mother of the West, he could only prevent his injuries from worsening. However, whenever Dorgon raised his energy and wanted to use martial arts, the boiling true qi broke out, melted flesh and bones, turning his whole person into a large piece of melting flesh and blood sludge.
It seemed like a tiger locked in prison. Dorgon was angry and hated for such a situation, but he could do anything about it. If it were other doctors, he had long been affected by his anger, and all ten or eight were killed at will, but Fenghua could effectively eliminate his anger. Sometimes, Dorgon even admired this blind girl.
The golden needle and silver needle melt as soon as they enter the body. The Fenghua of acupuncture cannot be used to use tools to massage the acupoints. When touching the blazing high heat, it is like touching a piece of red iron. Dorgon admires her for being able to withstand the pain. Although she looks so delicate, she doesn't even hum when she endures the pain.
The living conditions were bad, but the beauty was also willing to be happy, not like the Serteer. Dorgon remembered that the Queen Mother of the West had a very generous life in all dynasties. Although she was vegetarian since childhood, her diet was very high, and she was wearing silk and satin. I was really surprised that this timid little girl could adapt to this difficult life like an ascetic.
Especially whenever she saw her ten fingers wrapped in wounded cloth, Dorgon felt a sense of pity in his chest.
That is not apology, nor should it be an apology, but this indescribable feeling really made Dorgon's anger disappear and cooperate with the treatment.
...In fact, Lord Youxue is much more capable than his appearance. In the past, many major events in Reins were due to him, so he could end safely.
Fenghua said: Although he has screamed miserably these days, he has not escaped and has been protecting me. He has lived these lives too. I think you can have a higher evaluation of him, senior.
Humph, you are very considerate. Are you not tired of being a human being like this?You don’t blame everyone, and all responsibilities can only be counted on yourself. In this way, life... are you very happy?
Dorgon did not believe that there was something completely bright in the world. There would be darkness under the lighthouse. There would be shadows. The bigger the light surface in a person's heart, the stronger the dark desire accumulated, and one day it would distort and deform the personality.
But when it comes to his question, Fenghua just smiled slightly, and Yun Danfeng smiled softly: Fenghua is having a happy life every day.
Fenghua has never had too strong sadness or joy, and he just smiled lightly. However, it was this smile like the beginning of the sun that moved Dorgon's heart and asked questions unconsciously.
Why are you willing to help me with treatment?
Fenghua's personality is difficult to be coerced. Dorgon was puzzled about why she was willing to do her best to heal herself, but when he asked, he found it funny because the answer he would say from Fenghua was probably the naive answers such as the patient being treated with all his heart.
However, the slim woman surprised him again.
Not everyone Fenghua treats it so carefully. Sometimes, Fenghua is lazy!But Ah, Senior Dorgon is Fenghua's relatives. If you are injured or sick, Fenghua must be treated well.
I... am your relative?What crazy words are you saying?
Isn't it?You are my husband's master Ah.
One sentence made Dorgon, who was originally calm, angry. If it weren't for some self-control, the palm would have been blasted.
The monkey’s master is the old man Huang Taiji. What does it have to do with me?If you are ruthless and nonsense, don’t blame me for being ruthless.
He shouted angrily like thunder, and even the surrounding ground was shaken slightly, but Fenghua, who was in the center of the sound wave shock, seemed to have not heard of it and spoke with a smile.
is that so?Then let’s talk about other things. The senior said that what you have been seeking throughout your life is just to pursue the peak of martial arts, right?
Yes, you know it yourself, what's wrong with these words?
There are many ways to pursue the peak of martial arts. In the deep mountains, bamboo forests and sandbanks, the seniors can live in seclusion and practice. Why do they have to devote themselves to the world and prove their martial arts by killing and fighting?
Hey, what a younger child's words.Fighting is a shortcut to martial arts practice. Only by constantly fighting and killing every enemy can one prove one's own strength. Only when the enemy's passionate blood splashes up, absolute power is truly possessed and can it bring me the feeling of real existence at this moment.
In this way, according to the senior, what he pursues is not absolute power, but the feeling of satisfying and down-to-earth in the battle.You are pursuing the light and heat of that short moment and the presence of that moment, so you keep fighting in blood, but why is it so important to you to confirm whether you exist?
this……
Dorgon felt confused for a moment. He had never thought about this question deeply in the past. If he thought about it carefully, Fenghua seemed to be right. Every time he fought to the peak, the extremely high-spirited fanatical excitement made him feel that he had truly lived and truly existed. He was indeed fighting to satisfy this desire.
After each battle, carry out more rigorous and hard practice, push yourself to a higher level of martial arts, so that the next battle will be more brilliant and enjoy more intense ecstasy.
After discovering this, I answered some of the doubts in my past, but more questions emerged.
It’s Ah, why can prove that he truly exists bring such great psychological satisfaction?
I have never been a person who cares about the eyes of others. Why do I need to prove anything?
Dorgon, do you still have to be a human being for the eyes of others?
Not that.What you are pursuing is just one reason, that is, you want to prove that you are not a...well, parasite.
you!
Dorgon was furious and thought Fenghua was sarcastic. He raised his left palm and was about to slap it out. However, when he touched Fenghua's eyes, he found that although her blind eyes were dull, there was a kind of fearless persistence in her dim eyes. She was talking with her life, absolutely serious, and absolutely willing to bear the consequences.
When Dorgon noticed this, his anger disappeared and he burst into laughter.
Hahahaha~~ Well said, I hate villains who speak insincerely the most. Since what you are saying is the truth, if I still take my anger on you because of this, wouldn’t I become a villain?Hahaha~~ This is a good thing. It is rare to meet someone who tells the truth in front of me.
When he spoke, Dorgon laughed endlessly. Although he was not loyal to his heart, his loud laughter was still like a thunderclap in the wind and snow.
And at the beginning, although the laughter was full of joy, it was faintly filled with a trace of desolate charm...
When everything is deeply analyzed, it turns out that life is so helpless. At the origin of my life, pursuing the peak of martial arts is empty, and pursuing absolute power is also empty. I just fight in blood for the real sense of existence at that moment, using it to tell myself that this life body named Dorgon does exist and will not disappear or have not disappeared yet.
Who are you?
Fenghua's voice was very soft, but at this moment, Dorgon's ears were like a morning bell. The sounds of beating deep in his heart, and even the answers that should have been answered very decisively became slow.
...Dorgon.
Who is Dorgon?Who is Huang Taiji?
Dorgon was an individual who split from Huang Taiji's personality, but if you want to say that there is any difference with Huang Taiji, it seems that it can only make a clear distinction with that old Huang Taiji, who has become kind-hearted and kind-hearted. If the time is pulled back two thousand years ago, Huang Taiji, who was full of energy and domineering at that time, would be exactly the same as Dorgon, with the same appearance and the same personality, it is really hard to say what the difference is between the two.
What a sad thing this is. What I have sought for life is to prove that I am different from Huang Taiji. I am never as old as him, nor as weak and incompetent as him. The old and disabled thing is not worthy of being the subject, and is not even qualified to share the same body with me, so I replaced him. But in the end, the more domineering I am, the more I move towards the path of a strong man, but the more similar it is to Huang Taiji back then.
In fact, you have all the memories, experiences, and martial arts of Huang Taiji, and your personality is no different. You believe in his way of being a domineering person back then. If it is not for the difference in name, you are completely one with him. Fenghua wants to ask, who is Dorgon?
It is said that Bai Qi had been bothering him for a long time because of his own positioning problem. When Dorgon remembered this, he felt that he was in the same mood at this moment.
Things in the world are so ironic. They are obviously the thing they don’t want to get close to, but they always get closer and closer without realizing it. Does everyone’s life always return to the starting point in the end?
Ask yourself, I am actually no different from Huang Taiji in my early years. Maybe I am more like Huang Taiji than Huang Taiji... In this way, will I have one day in the future if I cannot use martial arts, and become old, disabled, kind and kind?
Just doing this imagination, Dorgon felt a terrifying terror.
When fighting against a powerful enemy, he was only excited and never felt afraid, but now he understood that this strange trembling feeling was the so-called horror, but...
The senior may have discovered that since Dorgon and Huang Taiji are no different, why should they share each other with each other?Huang Taiji became a demon and became Dorgon; Dorgon practiced Taoism and turned into Huang Taiji. In fact, putting aside the difference between the demonic Taoism, you two are one, you are you, you can be Dorgon, or Huang Taiji. Doing what you want to do, you don’t need to cut a heart or a soul into half.
You are you. Standing here alone is enough to prove your existence. You breathe the air and step on the earth. This is your interaction with the whole world. The interaction proves that there is. Who can say that you do not exist?Your breathing and breathing are life, so why do you need to prove that you are alive by destroying other lives?
The road goes from front of you, and the door opens to both sides. How a person should exist depends on his own choice, not on the eyes of others.Senior, you are domineering for a lifetime, but your life is dominated by the eyes of others. Wouldn’t it be ridiculous?Names and identity are all the appearances that bind life, and there is no need to be persistent. When you get rid of this layer of persistence, what you see in your eyes will be a brand new world.
The gentle words and sincere tone, listening to Dorgon's ears, made his mind surging. All memories since his consciousness and Huang Taiji's lifelong memories have turned around like a stunt in his mind. The past thousands of years were as vivid as before his eyes, and suddenly his heart was like a mirror, and he had a great enlightenment.
Hahaha~~Hahaha~~Who is I?Who is Huang Taiji?Who is Dorgon?Hahahaha~~Hahahaha~~
The laughter that could not be stopped echoed in the cave for a moment, but it was much smaller than the deafening thunderbolts in the past, this time the sound was much smaller, as if a twenties were laughing loudly, with joy, mockery, desolation... but more... liberation and ease.
Youxue, who was secretly hiding outside the cave, heard the laughter, and was shocked to find something strange. He was worried that there would be something wrong with Fenghua. He hurried to investigate and saw Dorgon sitting cross-legged in front of Fenghua, as if he heard something funny. He kept laughing, as if he was very happy, and even burst into tears.
(Wow! The man cried... It's so disgusting Ah!)
Youxue was murmured in her heart, thinking that the situation was strange, so it would be better not to get too close. Unexpectedly, this thought just came out, Dorgon suddenly raised his right arm, and he couldn't see how he was lucky. A whirlwind quickly blew up in the cave, rolling Youxue's unsteady step, was pulled away, fell into Dorgon's hand, and he grabbed his neck again.
Uh...you, your hands...your hands...
Hey, what's there to call?Is my hands full?
There were no flowers, but Dorgon, who had been burned to pieces with his bones and flesh in the past few days, had his strength used, but his arms were intact, as if he was no longer troubled by those injuries.
Originally, Dorgon's secret injury was a talisman for the life of Xue Sheng. Now that he was injured, he was strangled by himself, and there was only Feng Hua left beside him. All the saviors were far away, and now he was really dead.
Thinking of this, Youxue rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot. But before she lost consciousness, a tsunami-like craze came from the palm of her neck, rushing into his body fiercely.
In order to recruit helpers, Gengoro and Hai Jiaxuan were running around on the Wind Continent.
If the demons intentionally blocked it, it should be possible to cause some obstacles, but firstly, Yinzhen intentionally caught everything in one go, without having to deal with the emergence of everyone's order; secondly, when Yinzhen was fully engaged in the immortal tree, Xulagu was still lying down and thinking, and no one in the demons could stop them.
Therefore, Gengoro and Hai Jiaxuan's itinerary were unobstructed, and even the demons could not be seen wherever they went, but this did not mean that their work was going smoothly, because there were very few masters who were qualified to fight and could affect the changes in the battle situation. If they were willing to take action, they would have stood up and there was no need to invite them in particular.
The one who is very determined to fight and is willing to fight hard in the final battle is limited, but his strength is limited and he can only help restrain the demon masters, but he is not qualified to face Yinzhen.
Gengoro had known this for a long time, but even if he could only help restrain himself, it would be better than not, because Yinzhen was an enemy who did not talk about the spirit of a warrior. If he was harassed by the demons' shrimp soldiers and crab generals when dealing with him, there was no chance of winning this battle.
The contact process was not smooth, and it encountered unexpected obstacles.
In order to avoid the influence of the immortal tree, Pandora hid in the Demon Realm. Without her strategist, the activity of the brothels has dropped sharply, which has also added a lot of inconvenience to Gengoro. Especially after being rejected by the Great Snow Mountain, Gengoro's wry smile on his pretty face added shadows.
In comparison, Haijiaxuan, who went to Wulian alone, seemed to have better luck and successfully met Wang Youjun.
The only survivor of the Four White Night Knights agreed to join the war and contacted Gongsun Chuqian, but was not sure whether Gongsun Chuqian could leave her husband to participate in the final battle.
It doesn't matter...this is not forced.
Hai Jiaxuan's mood was very complicated. On the one hand, he wanted to gather as much of the remaining combat power in the human world as possible and fight to the death. But on the other hand, he hoped that the warriors in the human world could retain some vitality so that they would not be wiped out in the last battle and die without even a hope.
With this feeling, Hai Jiaxuan came to a place before leaving Wu Lian.
He didn't want to come to this place until he arrived, but he was still not sure whether he should come, but in the end, he still resolutely descended from the sky and stood on the top of the mountain.
Wu Lian's border Huaguo Mountain, standing on the highest mountain, can calmly overlook the border between Eltino and Wu Lian, and the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are hidden in the clouds and mists. It is not clear, as if it is a portrayal of the human world at this moment. This idea makes Hai Jiaxuan smile bitterly.
Looking to the side, a ginkgo tree grew thick and huge, with dense branches and leaves scattered. It swayed with the mountain wind under the sunlight, and the leaves made a rustling sound of friction, as if it was expressing welcome, and as if it was waving its hands to soothe people's worries.
Trees, you stand here without moving all day, and you see the vast sky and the earth. You must not understand why people are killing like this, right?
Hai Jiaxuan gently stroked the ginkgo tree, and there were countless emotions inside.
He was not one of the three protagonists who planted this ginkgo tree by himself back then, but he knew the story of those three people and the glorious years that once existed... The once burning light and heat are no longer there, especially compared with the changes after the demons came back to the earth, that past is particularly desolate...
Well, this is...
A trace of sensation when touching the trunk of the tree, Hai Jiaxuan suddenly felt something strange. The sense of Tianxin's consciousness told him that a dead person was buried under the ginkgo tree, and a corpse was buried under the head. Judging from the slightest sense, the corpse had rotten, and had been dead for at least ten years.
How could this happen?here it is……
In order to be cautious, Hai Jiaxuan did not break through the ground and harass the dead. Instead, he used his light skills and rushed down the mountain in an instant to reach the entrance of the mysterious cave in Huaguo Mountain.
Back then, Gongjin and his group had a strange encounter in a cave. Later, as the mystery of Nier's life experience was solved, the truth of this cave was also known, and it was the place where Temujin was entrusted to his orphan during the War in Kyushu.
But when Hai Jiaxuan came to the entrance of the cave, he suddenly discovered something.
There is a new tomb at the entrance of the cave. It seems that it has only been in the past few months. The tombstone is very new, but the name that scares Hai Jiaxuan.
The tomb of Tao Yaning, the head of Bailu Cave.
At the moment when this line of words caught his eye, Hai Jiaxuan was really shocked. He knew the ability of this disciple. Since he could escape the death of that year and be reborn after the tribulation, no one could easily get rid of her now. After the Battle of Zhongdu, she disappeared. Hai Jiaxuan always thought that she was unwilling to interfere with the battle between humans and demons, so he hid. This time he came to Huaguo Mountain, and he wanted to find her to come out, but he never thought he would see her grave.
this……
After being shocked, Hai Jiaxuan immediately realized that the new grave had only a tombstone, but there were soil underneath it, with no coffins or corpses, and it was an empty grave.
The strange arrangement made Hai Jiaxuan stunned, and he couldn't figure out what was going on. But after a moment of shock, he calmed down and wanted to walk into the cave, but after a step forward, he stopped again and gave up his plan.
There is no need to go in specially. Even if you go in, when the person inside deliberately hides, you will not see him. Therefore, it is enough to say whatever you want to say. Even if you don’t speak loudly, those who should hear will hear it.
I... don't know if you are here or not, maybe you are not here, maybe you are dead, but from my standpoint, I will tell you some words even if you die.
Hai Jiaxuan spoke slowly towards the dark and deep cave.
Yinzhen controlled the Immortal Tree and wanted to control and control the human world with this. There were only three days left. We will work on the coast of Reince to jointly attack Yinzhen and fight this last battle. No matter whether it is victory or defeat, we have no regrets... But... the chance of winning this battle is not lacking, but it is not high, and we need more helpers...
It is difficult to choose your position. I can imagine that the respect and concern for the deceased will make you pretend to be deaf and dumb even if you survive. As a dead person in the eyes of people, your personality is like this. From the day I started teaching you, it has never changed.
If we put aside the difference between humans and demons, you really have no reason to be on the same front as us, so I don’t ask you to go to the battlefield at that time, but there is at least one thing, I hope you can think clearly about it... You once said that when the three of you planted the ginkgo tree together, they vowed to make this world better and to create a better world than now. If Yinzhen was allowed to rule the human world, would that world be better than now?
All the things that should be said have been said, and it doesn't make sense to say more. When he had nothing to say, Hai Jiaxuan stopped staying and broke through the air towards the east and rushed back to Reince to meet everyone.
Just shortly after his figure disappeared, a figure slowly walked out from the shadow of the dark cave.
It seemed that I didn't want to see the sunlight, so I stopped not far from the entrance of the cave. Most of my body was still hidden in the shadow, and there was no face exposed. I just looked at the sky from a distance, thinking about it, and then I looked at a tomb of loess at the entrance of the cave.
After a long time, a tired sigh echoed in the cave...
The decisive battle is approaching day by day. The news brought back by Hai Jiaxuan adds a little excitement to Reins' camp, but it doesn't have much joy. After all, it is good to find Wang Youjun, but it doesn't have much substantial help.
No matter these, we will gather our combat power and fight with all our might, even if we die without regrets. This is enough.
Gengoro inspired his comrades like this. Although what he said was unpleasant, it was a fact. For those who had already realized it, it could indeed enhance their fighting spirit.
Just one day before the decisive battle, Nier and Izumi Sakura also returned from the Demon Realm and met with Gengoro, who was gathering troops by the harbor. When talking about the various things that happened in the Demon Realm, Gengoro and Hae Jiaxuan were surprised.
Wait, according to Xiao Wu, you had tampered with me before I went to the Demon Realm. At that time, you told me a few tricks, saying that it was a technique that could calm the chaos of true qi, but was it actually used to defraud Dorgon?
Well, that's right, thanks to Miss Nier.
Ni'er, who learned that Dorgon was successfully plotted by Gengoro, was of course very unhappy at first, but after Gengoro desperately explained the reason that he would deceive himself first and kowtowed to admit his mistake, she expressed her understanding.
Dorgon was alert. If he didn't rely on Miss Nier's help, and my hard-working plan alone, he might not be able to conspire to succeed.
But in this way, the Tianwu Saint Kung Fu will be gone. Isn’t it a pity?
Well, I have reserved some backpacks, but the situation has changed so much now that Dorgon has not appeared again since he was seriously injured and escaped. I am not sure whether these backpacks can come in handy.
Just as Gengoro and Ni'er looked at each other and sighed, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the camp. The attendant ran over to report that the Zuo Prime Minister had returned triumphantly.
Ah?He is back?I really couldn't imagine Ah.
Since the Battle of Jixia, Gengoro has been missing the whereabouts of snow. He thought he was mixed with Oda Ka, but he was a little surprised to hear him come back.
Dead third brother, you are so fuckingly unfaithful. Your brother has been missing for so long, but you didn’t move at all!
Don't falsely blame me. I have done a lot of things. I bought the coffins and shrouds according to your size, and even the tablets and the spirit bone tower. If you come back a few days later, these things will come in handy. Now that you are back... Alas, you have to return all the things, so it's better to report them to the public account first.
The strange welcome speech made Xue Te furious and almost rushed up to pinch the throat of the brother Bai Yi, but Fenghua appeared at the right time and persuaded Xue Te to get rid of him and asked him to take out the things in his arms.
It was a casually torn silk cloth, stained with a lot of mud and fourteen big characters were written in cursive script on it. At first glance, the writer seemed to be confused and his brushwork was very messy, but after reading it for a long time, he felt like a stroke of strokes running like a dragon and a snake, and his domineering momentum came out.
Hai Jiaxuan and Gengoro's faces changed color almost as soon as they saw it, and asked in unison: This is Huang Taiji's handwriting, where do you get it?
Fenghua just smiled slightly and said: There is a deep meaning in the word, and you can tell at a glance that you can tell. Why both of you have to ask more questions?
Ni'er didn't understand what both of them were selling, so she leaned over and saw fourteen big words written on the silk cloth.
There is no allowance for a stream to run, and the dignified stream flows out of the village in front!
In just two short sentences, it seems that there are thousands of words, and there is also a kind of open-mindedness after a long period of vicissitudes. After experiencing thousands of mountains and rivers, I finally found my way back and said to myself.
Seeing these fourteen words, dragons and snakes walking, their minds flying, Ni'er could vaguely feel the person holding the pen waving his hand and laughing to the sky, and she was free and easy. She was once full of unfairness and suppression, but she was once persistent, but in the end she still learned to let go. When all the prosperity fell, she should face the calm person and embark on the way home alone.
Looking at Gengoro and Hai Jiaxuan next to them, they both looked strange, with a smile on their faces, but a faint light of water in their eyes, as if they were happy and sad, and even more reluctant, as if they had already known what had happened from these two sentences.
Go and have a drink!
It's time to drink a drink and bless him.
But don't you think this is unfaithful?Just when we needed help, he ran away by himself...
Forget it, what should be come will always come, not to mention that when I left Daxue Mountain this time, I suddenly felt that... I left a few more non-combatants and used education to cultivate hope and the future, which seemed good.
Well...he is indeed suitable for this!
In terms of results, it is more suitable for Ah than you and me.
It was both emotion and sighing, Gengoro and Hai Jiaxuan went out side by side, and just looking at their backs, Nier felt an indescribable feeling.
She was very intimate with Gengoro, and she had seen every face of Gengoro, but at this moment Gengoro... made her feel a little strange.
Hello, Ni'er.
Um?
Turn around and see people!Someone asked me to hand you something.
Youxue screamed in a hurry, and Ni'er turned around in surprise. When she thought of turning around, she saw a fist, which hit the face firmly, right at the end of her nose.
Wow!
He punched his nose and pulled the tears hole. Ni'er burst into tears, and she was so painful that she couldn't speak. She was about to ask why Xue Te was attacking, but suddenly she realized that a powerful and powerful true energy began to flow from the place where she had just been hit, traveling all over her body.
This...this is...
The overly powerful energy was decompressed and dispersed in an instant. Ni'er's consciousness couldn't bear it. She instantly turned black and she fell backwards.
Hey, the entrusted thing has been delivered, and the next thing is to see if you can wake up before the war starts...Ah, what should you do if you don’t wake up?
The Demon World's End Mountain has now emerged due to the migration of a large number of new immigrants. The liberated slaves have been reclaimed on the periphery. With Pandora's command, the place was quickly built. However, the focus of people's concern is not the new land on the periphery, but someone who is still comprehending the forbidden area behind the End Mountain.
As the chief combat power of the human world, Lancelo gained something in just a few days. From the two great devil extinctions and the Red Emperor of Thunder, he deduced the existence of the transformation of the demon dragon, and tried to use these three styles in one. The power was indeed greatly increased.
There was another weapon to defeat the enemy, which was largely attributed to the environment of the End Mountain. Because of the stimulation of the surrounding demonic energy, Lancelo made such great progress, but he still felt that it was not enough. These things alone were not enough to beat Yinzhen.
The four words left by the Deep Blue Demon... Is there really no other way to reproduce them...
The four-character secret is the key to a stronger level of the Heavenly Demonic Art. Yinzhen must have seen it, so he has such a powerful cultivation today. If he wants to surpass him, he must fill it in at least this point. The question is, the stone wall engraved with the four-character secret has been flattened, so where should I find it?
Huh?
Lancelo suddenly felt that someone was approaching, and not from far to near, but suddenly appeared three feet behind him.
With my current cultivation level, the one who can do this is definitely a master. What’s even more strange is that the aura of the person who came is not a demon, but a human, and it makes me feel quite familiar.
The familiar feeling is some like Bai Wuji and some like Bai Qi, but it is very different. I don’t know where the sacred arrival is.
Isn’t this guy standing alone here?
Turning his head in surprise, Lancelo looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, with a long goat beard, a wide white robe, dark skin, holding an unopened fan in his hand, dressed like a desert nation, handsome and elegant. Although his clothes had been blown yellow by the wind and sand, he still looked indescribable and elated, which made people feel good at first sight.
It just so happens that I am interested in what I have carved here. If I have time, let’s talk.
When the folding fan in his hand suddenly opened, the big word "World Conquest" written on the fan shocked Lancelo inexplicably and knew who the person in front of him was.
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Lancelow: Before the meeting, the author rolled on the ground alone and roared. Last time he was in a bad mood, he didn't hold a symposium. This time he was so sick that he had to hold on to the point of getting an IV drip. It was really wrong to use it.
Gengoro: So, you can’t just ask for fakes, and you can’t use Ah randomly if you don’t want to use war cards.
Lancelow: But let go of his questions first, why is the symposium held by the two of us?
Gengoro: Well... because we haven't performed well in the crew recently and have no contributions, we were arrested to work overtime to hold a seminar.
Lancelow: There is hard work without credit. Is hard work not considered a contribution?
Gengoro: Alas, in this era, who else regards hard work as a contribution?
Lancelow: That's right...well, since I'm here, I'll report it to you, the symposium has already counted down.
Gengoro: Perhaps some friends already know that when the Twenty-one episode of Fengzi was published, the entire Fengzi had already been completed.
Lancelow: Episode 23.By the time, Fengzi will say goodbye to readers who have supported him for a long time in January next year.
Gengoro: It’s really a long journey. It’s been almost eight years since I counted it.
Lancelow: Hehehe, it seems that it hasn't been so long among us, right?This is really rare for works that are faster than those in the story.
Gengoro: Well, in the process of creation, in addition to trying to write the story well, the biggest challenge the author faces is how to prevent the story from being delayed.
Lancelow: But even with such attention, it inevitably attracted criticism. Someone even came to question and said that his friend died unexpectedly and did not finish reading Fengzi before his death. This was all because of the author's fault.
Gengoro: Alas, being valued so much, should this be said to be the author's honor?
Or is it the author's misfortune?
If this statement is true, then if a reader died unexpectedly when the author made the first episode of Fengzi, would those accounts be counted together?
Lancelow: When Rorynn wrote Harley Potter, when Tolskin wrote the Lord of the Rings, and when Jin Yong wrote various works, I believe that readers died on the way. Do these responsibilities be counted as their original sin?
Gengoro: If you have to calculate this way, you have to regard this original sin as glory.
Lancelow: An excellent author should have the confidence to create a successful author in the second part, so if you want to become a good author, you should not delay the show for money.
This is the author's philosophy when he debuted and has never changed. However, after eight years of this sentence, those who believe believe it, and those who don't believe it, just do whatever you want. The author is not a preacher, so there is no need for everyone to believe it.
Gengoro: But for readers who have followed along the way, the author has a comment to share.
A lean dinosaur is larger than a horse. Some creatures with too large size structures will look at the whole picture. It will be so big. Even if it is forced to be smaller, its size is still amazing. For example, can a dinosaur be required to be as small as a cat?
Lancelow: Although I dare not compare myself to my masterpiece, it takes such a length to explain the plot and characters I had originally thought of, and this is the size of the style.
Gengoro: Whether to delay the show or not, the key is not the length, but other things, right?If you first react to the long story, you will call you to delay the show, which is a bit too superficial.
Lancelow: In short, it’s still the same saying: Those who believe will always believe, and those who don’t believe will always not believe.
Gengoro: See you next January, the official farewell to the story of the charming story.
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