Chapter 986: The White-haired Man Sends the Black-haired Man
The southern region of the night is covered with a layer of blood.
A killing by the Holy Son of Tianzong wiped out too many power inheritances, and even the prosperous Southern Territory seemed to have lost its past grandeur and gradually became desolate. Looking around, it looked like a depression.
However, the legend of the Holy Son of Tianzong seems to have endured for a long time.
It is still a gathering place for people, such as tea stalls and wine shops. You can always hear the name Ji Hen. There is always a talkative person who sprays spit and stars all over the sky. There are always a group of listeners who listen to it over and over again.
, never tired of it, even the elders are full of awe when they hear that name.
The great dynasties were once again in gloom.
The emperors of the major dynasties rarely slept well anymore.
A birthday banquet in Shangyang turned into a bloody massacre, which they did not expect. Even the five heavenly warriors could not defeat Ji Hen together. I am afraid that no one in the world except immortals could suppress him.
Compared with other dynasties, Daxia was full of joy.
As the Emperor of Daxia, Long Zhan didn't react for a while after seeing the news. Others, such as the headmaster of Tianzong, Hongyuan's disciples, and the Protector of the Country, were also stunned for a long time. Tianzong
The Holy Son is too brave, and without touching a single soldier of Da Xia, he turns the Southern Territory upside down.
Bathed in the moonlight, the people of Qianqiu City embarked on their return journey.
Zhao Yun was still sleeping, sleeping peacefully on the back of the flaming golden eagle.
All the elders are extremely vigilant. If a few more Heavenly Warriors pop up at this moment, they will not be able to withstand them. Even if Zhao Yun is awake, he will not be able to do it. Without that immortal state, he can fight two at most.
Also traveling with them were members of the Yan family, who were relocating from the southern region.
As Yan Ruyu expected, the situation in the Southern Territory is very unstable today.
If too many inheritances are destroyed, the forces will be reshuffled.
Despite the calm appearance on the surface, in fact, many wealthy families are secretly preparing to make trouble.
If it weren't for the fear of another major purge by the Holy Son of Tianzong, most of the major forces would have already started to do it, and they would just grab the territory. The southern region is rich in resources, and there are many geomantic treasures, all of which are fat.
The Yan family no longer has extravagant hopes for this.
Mainly because I'm afraid.
Who can guarantee that there will not be a second Shangyang in the Southern Region.
In this case, it is better to leave early.
Just look at it, nothing is as important as the continuation of the family.
In addition to the Yan family, there are also Rashomon killers, but they are all hiding in secret and have not shown up.
Ghost-faced Yama said, stand the last guard and send the Holy Son of Tianzong back to Daxia safely.
The Rashomon killers were not very happy about this.
Since I was recruited to the Southern Region, I have been running around everywhere, not getting a dime, and I am very tired.
Now, as assassins, they are dragged over to be bodyguards. This is too much!
"The door owner told me to ask her to get the money."
The ghost-faced Yama held the small notebook and spoke with sincerity and sincerity.
It's better to withdraw money.
The killers calmed down their depression and glanced at the small notebooks in their arms.
This vote is big enough and you can get a lot of money.
Speaking of Ji Hen, they all looked at Zhao Yun with a hint of unconcealed fear and shock.
Ji Hen is so awesome that even the five Heavenly Martial Realms cannot defeat him.
They couldn't help but gasp when they saw this killing in the Southern Territory, even the tip of the knife licking blood. It was worthy of their status to protect such a ruthless man.
In fact, no matter it is Qianqiu City, Yan Family or Rashomon, they all seem to be overthinking it. The entire Southern Territory, including the Tianwu Realm, has been cast into the shadow by Ji Hen. Who is still rushing to find excitement?
, not to mention sneaky, even if I walked out openly, no one would dare to stop me.
The troops had an unobstructed journey and left the southern region safely.
Arriving at a piece of heaven and earth, Yan Ruyu flew onto the back of the flaming golden eagle.
When Mako saw this, he retreated with a tacit understanding. He didn't want to be a light bulb in the middle of the night.
Before leaving, he took a look at Yan Ruyu.
This girl is also very beautiful. In terms of appearance and temperament, she is not inferior to Wu Shuang and Long Fei.
"Don't make the same mistake as Long Fei and Chu Wushuang." Mozi murmured in his heart.
On the back of the flaming golden eagle, Yan Ruyu was quite reserved, sitting quietly beside Zhao Yun. Only at a few inadvertent moments, she secretly reached out and brushed away one or two strands of white hair scattered on Zhao Yun's face.
"What a little cabbage!"
The elders in Qianqiu City all looked meaningful.
The elders of the Yan family! They coughed dryly.
To be honest, they looked at Ji Hen much more favorably than at Lin Rong. He was an unrivaled ruthless man and an unparalleled genius. The only drawback was that he had a popular face.
"He... looks like this."
The eldest elder of the Demon family was still sensible, so he took a picture scroll and secretly showed it to the ancestor of the Yan family.
That’s the portrait on the scroll! It’s Zhao Yun’s true face.
The Yan family has joined them in Qianqiu City, so there is no need to hide it.
"Depend on."
The ancestor of the Yan family revealed his domineering arrogance with his foul language.
The people of Qianqiu City had already expected this, but the Yan family members were just confused.
When I came closer and took a look, it was not just that one person was swearing, but that he was in a state of disgrace.
It turns out that the person with the popular face and such handsome appearance is actually the forgotten Zhao Yun.
If this spreads out, the whole world will be shocked.
The ancestor of the Yan family smoothed his beard, and looked at Zhao Yun more and more pleasantly. Such a junior, who can fight and resist beatings, has high talent, and is so handsome that you can't even find him with a lantern!
This old man was also interesting. As he looked at it, a fresh and refined idea suddenly occurred to him: I have a cabbage at home, why don't you... grow it?
Late at night, Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes.
He was speechless, and after sitting up, he just sat there in a daze.
Yan Ruyu hesitated to speak, but finally did not bother him. The death of Concubine Long was probably a big blow to him.
Seeing him waking up, many people wanted to come over and chat with him. For example, those guys like Cangqiong were very curious about Zhao Yun's immortality and wanted to know what kind of secret method it was.
However, seeing that Zhao Yun was in poor condition, no one moved forward.
In fact, even if they asked, Zhao Yun couldn't give an answer. He was just confused. This immortal state didn't seem to be a secret method, and it couldn't be unlocked just by thinking about it.
The whole trip afterwards was uneventful.
Zhao Yun, however, remained alone and silent, just like a statue.
I don't know what day it was before everyone went their separate ways.
The Rashomon killer left first, carrying a small notebook and went to the sect master to collect the money.
Qian Qiong, the powerful people of Qianqiu City and the Yan family all rushed to Qianqiu City.
Zhao Yun went to the imperial capital and had to deliver the Dragon Concubine's relics to the Daxia royal family.
The imperial capital under the moon is as prosperous as he remembered. The chaos caused by the war that destroyed the country has now subsided. It is recovering and recuperating, and the scene of a prosperous age is gradually beginning to unfold again.
"Our Holy Son of Tianzong is in the Southern Territory, dominating the world!"
"I have heard you say this more than eight hundred times."
"People feel refreshed when happy events happen. Ji Hen finally vented his bad breath on Da Xia."
The streets and alleys are filled with laughter and laughter, just like in the Southern Region. You can hear the name Ji Hen wherever you go.
Zhao Yun passed by quietly like a passerby.
Only when he reached the palace gate did he take off his black robe.
"Meet the Holy Son."
The palace guards lost their sight and all knelt down on one knee.
This kneeling was a sign of admiration from the soul, and the Holy Son of Tianzong was so powerful that he was shocked throughout the world.
"No need to be polite."
Zhao Yun smiled tiredly and passed by like the wind.
Until he walked far away, a group of palace guards were still stepping on their feet to look.
It's still the imperial garden.
Before Zhao Yun walked in, he heard the sound of coughing.
It can be heard that it is the sound of dragon fighting. Most of his bloodline has been wiped out and he is evolving into the mysterious one.
When I walked in, I saw that it was indeed the case.
In the past, the majestic and noble Emperor of Daxia looked like a sickly man. His face was pale and bloodless, and his breath was extremely narrow. In order to resist the dark curse and slow down the speed of becoming a mysterious person, he must have paid a heavy price.
price.
Princess Yu Ling is also there, she looks quite haggard after not seeing her for many days.
There is no trace of her only daughter. As a mother, there is no reason not to worry.
Seeing Zhao Yun come in, Long Zhan and the imperial concubine both stood up. They wanted to give a few words of praise, but looking at Zhao Yun's demeanor and the smile on his face, the smile gradually faded away, giving him an ominous premonition.
Without saying a word, Zhao Yun took out a blood-stained white dress and folded it neatly. It was the Dragon Concubine's dress. This dress was the only one left, and it was collected by Nine Tails into the storage talisman.
"Concubine."
Princess Yu Ling swallowed loudly and burst into tears.
Long Zhan's eyes were also red, and although he tried his best to suppress it, he still couldn't stop the tears from pouring out.
The ominous premonition finally came true, their daughter... was really dead.
"sorry."
Zhao Yun cupped his hands and leaned forward, his voice hoarse.
Once in the Chu family, he was also like this, his words were pale and weak.
There is Chu Wushuang in front of me.
Next is the Dragon Concubine of Daxia.
He already owed two lives.
Outside the garden, footsteps were noisy as many people walked in.
They are Yang Xuanzong, Linglong, the four great country-protecting mages, Tianzong elders... They are all seniors. When they heard that Ji Hen had returned to Daxia, they hurried over. They had prepared a speech before coming, saying that it was indispensable to praise them, and then come back.
Have a drink and let Ji Hen catch the wind and wash away the dust.
Everyone was stunned when they saw the scene in the garden.
When they saw Long Fei's blood-stained clothes, the whole audience frowned.
Seeing Long Zhan and Huang Fei crying like tears, they knew that Long Fei would never come back.
"Congratulations...condolences."
Linglong Jade's mouth was slightly open, her face equally pale.
The elders sighed. Although they had expected it, they found it difficult to accept the answer this time.
Especially Hei Xuan and Bai Xuan, who slapped themselves hard twice.
That night, if they had not led the wrong way, they would not have strayed into the corpse clan's ancestral land, and Long Fei would not have died.
The white-haired people send the black-haired people away, and they cannot escape the blame!
Zhao Yun turned around silently and walked out of the imperial garden in despair.
He worshiped Chu Wushuang and Yun Yan, and each of them disappeared into the night carrying a wine pot.
Eh?
A soft cry came from the direction where Zhao Yun disappeared.
No one was seen, but a gleaming forehead was first seen.
Taking a closer look, it was Monk Hua, um... that was Hu Lai. He must have been unable to sleep in the middle of the night, so he ran out for a walk alone, carrying a bag full of ancient Buddhist scriptures.
"I haven't seen you for a while."
Hu Lai looked up, down, left and right, with a serious look on his face.
What he said about Lao Na was very strong, but there was nothing wrong with it.
In the past at the ruins of the Demon Realm, he was controlled by the evil thoughts of Ghost Face and sacrificed his fifty years of life. After so long, he has become extremely old, his cultivation has not improved at all, and he has a lot more gray hair.
Or maybe... it's overindulgence.
Since coming out of the Demon Realm, he has been a frequent visitor to Qinglou.
Zhao Yun didn't seem to hear his words, his eyes were slightly dull, and he walked away step by step.
"You don't recognize me?"
He yelled something random and chased after him carrying the sack.
After that, he walked back and forth around Zhao Yun. His eyes looked strange. Not long ago, I heard that the Holy Son of Tianzong was showing great power in the southern region. Now that I saw this guy, he felt like he had lost his soul.
It doesn't match his reputation and his strong character at all.
Zhao Yun cast a spell and summoned the golden-winged roc.
Hu Lai's legs and feet were numb and he jumped up too.
The big roc spreads its wings and flies high, like a golden light across the sky.
Zhao Yun didn't drive him away, but Hu Lai wanted to follow him, so he took him to Qianqiu City.
"What's wrong with you?"
"You won't be struck dumb by lightning, will you?"
"Just say something."
Along the way, he was like a chatterbox, and he never stopped talking.
Zhao Yun didn't speak a word when he arrived, he seemed to be just entertaining himself.
"It's boring."
Hu Lai curled his lips and sat down peacefully to read the Buddhist scrolls.
To be more precise, he left it there to sort out the Buddhist scrolls until he found a good place. He sold them all and exchanged some silver for going to Qinglou to drink flower wine. As the old saying goes, a thief is good. If you die under peonies, you can become a ghost.
That's the kind of person he is.
Buddha and other old people should not be blamed.
When he reached the Immortal Mountain, Hu Lai subconsciously stood up.
He has been to these mountains before, and when he came back this time, it was extraordinary! It actually contained the universe.
Deep in the mountain, he raised his eyebrows so high that there was actually a big world of space.
Inside the city, there were crowds of people moving.
The newly joined Yan family has built an exclusive mountain peak.
Hu Lai was surprised, they were also surprised, this place was safe enough.
"You...are back."
Feng Wu, Xiao Cai Mi and the others all came forward to greet them.
Niu Hong and others also came in a swarm.
There was a lot to say, but after thinking about it, he decided to give it up. Zhao Yun seemed to have a unclear mind and his whole body looked dull. They knew that it was probably because of Long Fei.
"Boy, come here."
Before Zhao Yun could rest, he heard a call.
The sky is calling, and he is gathering with all the elders in an underground palace.
After a lot of hard work, the eight pagodas have finally been assembled, and they are studying how to resurrect the devil.
However, the situation made everyone very embarrassed.
It's true that they have all been found, but no one knows how to break the seal.
When Zhao Yun came, he saw everyone gathered around an altar. The eight iron boxes were placed on it, arranged in eight directions. Each one was buzzing and trembling, and there was a reaction between them.
"It requires a special method to open." Mako said.
"Not only a special method, but also a special person is needed." The great elder of the Demon family took over.
As for the special people he talks about, he refers to Buddhists.
Moreover, that Buddhist family must know how to unblock it.
Such people are not easy to find.
Monk! If you go to any temple, you can bring one back.
What is difficult is the method of unsealing it. Since it is an eight-part pagoda, the method of unsealing it has probably been lost.
"Bring him here." Zhao Yun transformed into a clone.
The clone went out with a whoosh and went straight to Hu Lai. That guy was a monk.