Chapter 695 A stone lamp, inherited for a long time
The stone exploded, and a hole opened at the foot of the mountain, which was a road leading into the mountain.
Seeing this scene, the Nine-Finger Qin Emperor was stunned and looked surprised: "How could..."
The Nine-Finger Qin Emperor had stayed in the Valley of Ten Thousand Burials for more than a million years and thought he knew the place well. At this moment, he saw Xu Changge opening a strange passage, which was incredible.
Xu Changge did not walk into the mountain, but pointed towards the dark cave entrance.
Buzz!
At the end of the dark road, a little light flashed.
Although the light is weak, it can dispel the surrounding darkness and bring a glimmer of hope.
Slowly, this little light floated out from the depths of darkness.
The Nine-Finger Qin Emperor saw clearly that it was an ancient lamp about two feet high.
The surface of the ancient lamp looks very rough, as if it has gone through a long period of time. The lamp body is made of stone, gray in color, the lamp base is a disk, and the top of the lamp is a small tray half the size of a palm.
, no wick.
The ancient lantern floated in front of Xu Changge, instantly recalling a memory deep in Xu Changge's soul.
A particularly ancient era, the exact age of which is unknown. Powerful men from all races fought continuously for spiritual veins and other resources, causing harm to the living beings at the bottom.
One day, a mortal realized nature, cut a petrified lamp, and used his own hair as the wick, so that a dark space had a little candlelight, which made many ordinary beings feel warm and no longer panic.
Many years later, mortals realized Taoism. Although they failed to embark on the path of spiritual practice, they took the art of Confucianism and Taoism to a new level. A stone lamp protects the peace of a state and draws away all evil.
When a mortal lights a lamp, it can shake the sky.
It's a pity that mortals only have a lifespan of a hundred years at most, and they are short-lived.
"This light is going to go out."
People in Tsing Yi traveled around the world and heard that a Confucian and Taoist mortal had emerged from the human race, so they came to see him in person.
The old man has reached the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. As long as the man in Tsing Yi looks at each other, he knows that the man in Tsing Yi is not a mortal, so he bows. Then, the old man invites the man in Tsing Yi to sit down and drink tea, and he is very respectful: "The lamp can be extinguished.
The Tao endures forever.”
"I'm afraid no one in the future will be able to follow your path."
With a mortal body, he understood the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism, resisted the conquests of powerful men from all races, and protected a region of peace for a hundred years. This kind of talent and achievement was the first time even the people in Tsing Yi had seen it.
"Someone will be able to leave."
The old man is sallow and thin, but he has a kind of elegance that cannot be described in words, and his deep eyes contain a glimmer of hope.
"If that's the case, it's naturally best."
The man in Tsing Yi and the old man were sitting in a desolate place, and the ground was covered with dust. What was strange was that the strong wind picked up the dust and blew it towards the two of them. No dust fell on them, as if they were separated from the heaven and earth, no longer in the void of this world.
.
"Where do you come from?"
the old man asked.
"A place far away."
The man in Tsing Yi replied.
"The depths of the long river of time are indeed very far away."
The old man looked deeply at the man in Tsing Yi, as if he had touched the traces of Taoism in the man in Tsing Yi.
Hearing the sound, the man in Tsing Yi had no expression on his face, but he was a little surprised in his heart. For a mortal to see the past years, he really has a wise eye and a Confucian heart!
In the endless years, the people in Tsing Yi can take the initiative to look for no more than a handful of people. This old gentleman is one of them.
"This is the first time we meet. I want to ask you for something."
The old man knew that he was going to die soon and had to make arrangements for his funeral.
"Please speak." The man in Tsing Yi did not regard the old man as a mortal, but as a Taoist friend who was on an equal footing with him.
"If I die, this stone lamp will be destroyed by the laws of heaven and earth." The old man put the ancient lamp that had been with him all his life on the table, pushed it in front of the man in green, and asked: "Please keep this lamp,
Just go into the world as it happens.”
"Okay." The man in Tsing Yi glanced at the ancient lantern and nodded in agreement.
"Thank you." The old man smiled.
Two months later, the old man died, and it was the people in Tsing Yi who buried him with their own hands.
With the death of the old man, war soon broke out in this territory, leaving no place of peace.
Although the old man died, Confucianism and Taoism have emerged. Every once in a while, a Confucian scholar will show up to save the world, protect the peace of the country, and protect the immortality of the human race.
Xu Changge blinked and his thoughts returned to this moment.
The traces of the past years flashed quickly before my eyes, just like a withered yellow leaf came into view with the breeze, and I withdrew my gaze as the leaf fell to the ground.
Xu Changge held the ancient lantern in his hand and placed it in the cave inside his body.
Then, Xu Changge turned around and planned to leave here.
At this time, the Nine-Finger Qin Emperor walked out of the ancient pavilion, looked at Xu Changge who was ten thousand meters away, and said with a complicated expression: "Who are you?"
At that moment, the Nine-Finger Qin Emperor looked at the ancient Confucian and Taoist lantern coming out of the mountain, and his heart trembled inexplicably. He knew that this ancient lantern seemed to be an ordinary thing, but in fact it was integrated with the will of the Confucian lineage.
, the only one in the world.
Throughout the ages, although imperial weapons are precious, they exist in every era. However, carriers of will passed down from generation to generation are rare to see in millions of years.
"The tea you made is very good."
Xu Changge raised his head and glanced at the Nine-Finger Qin Emperor, and said something confusing.
The Nine-Finger Qin Emperor was also stunned, not knowing why.
Xu Changge ignored the Nine Finger Qin Emperor and walked straight forward.
When Xu Changge reached the exit of the Valley of Ten Thousand Burials, the Nine-Finger Qin Emperor subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Xu Changge.
Because Xu Changge was in a mist, his back in Qingyi was slightly blurry.
At this moment, the Nine-Finger Qin Emperor's thoughts were drawn back to his youth. His pupils gradually shrank and converged to one point. A look he had never seen before appeared on his face. It is difficult to describe it in words. It contained shock, awe,
Incredible, grateful, etc.
That experience when he was young was the memory that the Nine-Finger Qin Emperor didn't want to recall the most.
But now, the Nine-Finger Qin Emperor has to face his past.
The Nine-Finger Qin Emperor, whose real name is Gongbo Shaojun, was born millions of years ago. His father is a demon race, and his mother is a human race. The combination of the demon race and the human race is not compatible with the two races.
What's more, Gongbo Shaojun's mother was insulted, leaving him to commit suicide. As for his father, he was nothing more than an inhuman beast.
The life histories of Gongbo Shaojun and Ji Canyue of Changsheng Tomb are very similar, but there are some differences.
Ji Canyue was born with extremely high talents. Although she was bullied in the Phoenix Clan when she was young, she at least had an excellent growing environment. On the other hand, Gongbo Shaojun was born with only nine fingers, and they were also very dark and long.
Being hairy, they are considered alien.
Perhaps it was Gongbo Shaojun's biological mother who blessed him after his death and allowed him to survive with difficulty and go to live in a place where no one knew him.
In a human tavern, Mr. Gongbo Shaojun worked as a boy serving tea and water.
In order not to scare the guests, and for the sake of his own remaining dignity, Mr. Gongbo wore thick gloves and never showed his dark, hairy fingers in front of others.