The five hundred and seventeenth chapter [brothers reunion]
Chapter 517 [Brothers Reunion]
Even a person like Bai Hechou couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration when he followed Luoxue to the green palace.
"Please." Luoxue pointed to the wide open palace door and made a gesture with a smile. But standing behind Luoxue, the elderly elves in the clan had expressions of surprise on their faces. The Elf King actually wanted to invite a
Humans enter sacred elven temples?
Let a human... enter the temple?
But Luoxue didn't say anything, how could the elders of the elves below dare to ask even a single word?
Bai He looked at the green palace intently, and could faintly feel the sacred and dignified aura emanating from it, but he only slightly twitched the corners of his mouth twice, waved his sleeves, and strode in.
When Luo Xue and Bai Hechou entered the main hall, the door covered with vines closed silently, blocking everyone's surprised eyes from outside.
The main hall is silent, silent, silent and solemn, solemn...like a place of death!
Luoxue smiled softly, and actually she and Bai Hechou were sitting on the floor in front of the altar!
The altar dedicated to the God of Elves was treated as an ordinary long table by the two of them. Then Luoxue, as if doing magic, took out a wooden pot and two long cups from behind, and placed them gently on the table.
Lifting the wooden pot, the two wooden cups were filled with a bright liquid.
Green, green with red, is blue blood!
"Wine?" Bai Hechou said lightly, "I don't drink."
"It's water." Luoxue smiled softly and said, "There is a sacred object among my elf clan. Its name is Garuda flower, also known as blue blood. This is the nectar of Garuda flower. It is a natural thing. It was given to me by the elf god.
A gift from the family.”
Bai Hechou nodded and actually stopped refusing. He picked up the cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. With their status and identities, he and Luo Xue certainly couldn't play any despicable tricks like poisoning in this world.
Go ahead, I'm afraid there's nothing that can poison Bai Hechou to death.
This green blood nectar is indeed a sacred object of the elves. Only elder-level elves can taste some at the annual Full Moon Festival. This nectar contains rich magical elements. After drinking it, it will make people even more powerful.
Feeling relaxed and happy is really a superior magic tonic.
But after Bai Hechou finished drinking, he suddenly said something that made Luoxue stunned.
“The taste is average, neither sour nor sweet. It doesn’t taste as good as Du Wei’s barbecue.”
Luoxue was stunned. She didn't seem to expect that this outstanding person, who was as cold as ice and snow, would actually say such a vulgar word. She seemed to frown and said with a smile: "This water can calm the mind."
"My heart is very peaceful. I don't need external force." Bai He said calmly.
"But my heart is not at peace." Luoxue shook his head, picked up the wooden cup and drank it all in one gulp. Its eyes were shining: "I felt it when you first came here."
"But you just showed up today." Bai Hechou's voice suddenly became more sarcastic: "I thought you would continue to endure it."
"So I said, my heart is not calm enough." Luoxue sighed: "Actually, no matter how many orcs you kill, it has nothing to do with me. It's just... I am the king now."
Since he is the king, he cannot ignore it.
"You invited me here, are you afraid that people will see you?" Bai Hechou nodded.
"Yes." Luoxue looked solemn: "I am the king, I cannot lose. Even if I lose, I cannot let others see it."
Bai Hechou actually smiled. He looked at Luoxue and was silent for a while: "You have indeed improved, but unfortunately... it's not enough."
As he spoke, this extremely powerful man gently pushed the wooden cup in front of him a few inches, then stretched out a finger and stroked it gently.
Silently, the wooden cup suddenly cracked slightly from the edge of the cup. The cut was extremely smooth. Not even a trace of wood grain was broken, as if the cut was completely natural!
Luoxue saw it. A pair of eyes suddenly became a little brighter. In this dim hall, its eyes were as bright as a torch!
The Elf King knew very well that the force of his opponent's slight stroke was not to cut the wine glass open... but to cut the space directly!
Broken painting!
Then the Elf King also stretched out his two hands and closed them gently. A soft power emanated from its palms. The originally cracked wooden cup healed silently and gently, as if
It has never looked like it has cracked! Seeing that the cracks are healing bit by bit, Bai Hechou's eyes are not surprised at all, but there is a hint of...satisfaction in his eyes!
Then, he actually grabbed the wooden pot and refilled the wooden cup that had cracked and then healed. Seeing the blood-like liquid filling up, Bai Hechou stretched out his finger again and stroked it gently!
This time, not only the wooden cup, but also the liquid in the cup was gently and skillfully divided into two! It was completely natural and there was no trace to be found! What is even more subtle is that the wooden cup that was divided into two halves could be divided into two halves.
The liquid in the cup did not spill at all, it still maintained its original shape. The cross section of the liquid was crystal clear, but it remained completely silent.
Luoxue's eyes became solemn. It took a deep breath, spit it out, and put its hands together again. A faint purple light radiated from its palms, trying to heal the space bit by bit again.
There were cutting cracks, but this time, Bai He's worried fingers did not retreat. His fingertips lightly touched the table. Seeing that the cutting marks had gradually spread from under the wooden cup to the altar.
Above, silently, the surface of the altar was immediately split into two...
Luoxue's purple light tried hard to heal the fragmentation in the space, but its power was obviously much lower than Bai Hechou's. The crack had gradually extended to Luoxue's face, only a few inches away from his hand on the table.
Distance!
Although the purple light tried its best, the healing speed was far slower than the cutting speed.
Finally, a few beads of cold sweat broke out on Luoxue's forehead, but she suddenly stretched out her palm and pressed hard on the crack that extended in front of her!
At this moment, a subtle ripple suddenly appeared in the air between the two people. Everything in that space seemed to ripple like the calm lake surface was broken. As Luoxue's palm pressed on the crack,
It actually stopped the cracks from spreading.
Bai Hechou nodded again. He slowly retracted his fingers, raised his sleeves and touched it gently. All the cracks disappeared in an instant, and everything in the hall returned to calm.
Luoxue's breathing was a little heavy, and her face was slightly flushed, but the scar on her cheek became more and more obvious.
"You have surpassed the broken paintings." Bai Hechou finally showed a hint of relief, but then sighed: "It's just that you still can't be my opponent."
"Broken painting?" Luoxue was a little curious about this strange word, and after tasting it a little, it smiled: "It's a very insightful statement. If you understand the rules of power, I'm afraid no one in this world can compare with Mr. Bai.
.”
"Things like rules have always been there and are always changing." Bai He said sadly: "You and I are both people in the painting. We have to jump out of the painting... It's a pity, Elf. Although you have been there in the past few months,
It improved, but it was slower than I expected.”
"What are the rules?" Luoxue knelt on the ground, but looked at Bai Hechou with a sincere face. She sincerely asked for advice.
"The so-called holy level means understanding the rules, but the holy level also has high and low levels, strong and weak. Understanding can only be regarded as entering the door." In the small courtyard of the imperial capital, Lan Haiyue leaned under the big locust tree and said slowly
: "One of the strongest people in the world today, such as the defected Paladin under your command, is one. It's a pity that he has not been able to go further in the past few years. It's not that he is not talented enough, it's just that he hasn't had the chance yet.
arrive."
The old man picked up the teapot that was already boiling on the stove and filled the cup in front of Du Wei. He also told him: "Drink as much as you can. This tea is a must-have. Don't waste my good stuff."
After a pause, he continued to smile: "For example, Hussein. For example, Rodriguez. They have already entered the palace, but they are still at the stage of understanding the rules of power. They can only use these rules, but they have already
It is the limit. This is a limit of the realm. It cannot be forced. If you want to break through, you still need a chance. To understand the rules one level higher is to change the rules! At this level, it is still considered a holy level, but it is not.
It is a level higher than simple comprehension, such as Chishui Duan, such as...me." Lan Haiyue sighed softly: "But this change is also extremely limited. It must be said that with the strength of Chishui Duan and I, if
When we met Hussein and Rodriguez, it was enough to defeat them. Because they can use the rules, but we can slightly change the rules so that they are at a loss. Even if there is only a slight change in the battle,
, is enough to change the outcome. In terms of realm, every slightest difference is a huge gap."
"Changing the rules is only the second stage in the holy level. If you go up further, you will break the painting! In other words, break the rules!" Lan Haiyue suddenly smiled and looked at the sky: "My tyrannical junior brother, Bai He
Chou is the first to reach this level. No matter how your opponent understands the rules of this power, no matter how you change the rules, he will just stretch out his hand and touch them all, and they will be broken! This is where his strength lies!
!So, based on his ability, he can actually be regarded as the first person in the world!"
"That's what the holy level is like. When you reach the holy level, your vision does not stop at the strength of the power, but the rules! So, although the ninth level is the holy level, if you really want to fight, ten nine levels will be enough.
Don't even think about defeating a holy level. This is a huge difference in realm. But once you break through the holy level... it will be a realm." Lan Haiyue smiled bitterly and said: "I think Bai Hechou should have been promoted to the realm level by now.
"
"The level of the domain, to put it clearly, is to create rules! You can break the rules and then create them again. Everything is controlled by you... In fact, you have already touched the threshold of the highest peak." Lan Haiyue smiled softly:
"It's just that at this time, you will find a depressing situation: you have reached the realm, but suddenly you find that your strength is not enough."
"This is a subtle cycle. Before you reach the holy level, whether you are at level seven or nine, what you pursue is the strength of your strength. But once you reach the holy level, you give up the pursuit of strength and
Instead, we pursue the rules. After breaking through the field, we have to go back to the starting point and pursue the strength again... It's ironic. Isn't it?" Lan Haiyue looked at Du Wei with a smile: "Don't be so surprised, these things,
Although I am far from reaching this level, I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs running away. Besides, our teacher Gu Lanxiu is a witch king. He has spent his whole life studying power and making some guesses. It is normal.
"
Du Wei nodded.
For example, if you are a swordsman, when you are still an average master, you will need the sword in your hand to be as sharp as possible. It is best to hold a magic weapon that can cut gold and cut jade with unparalleled sharpness!
In this way, you will have the upper hand when dueling with your opponent. But once you enter the room, and suddenly you master the transcendent skill of Dugu Nine Swords, then what you hold in your hand is a broken iron rod or a Heavenly Sword. In fact, it is
There isn't much difference left.
You can still be invincible all over the world!
But if you enter another level! Your opponent will not be the people of the world! But the world!
To create the rules of heaven and earth, if the "sword" in your hand is not sharp enough, it will not work!
In other words, if you just want to lift a big rock, it is enough to have a thick wooden stick in your hand as a lever, but if you want to lift a big mountain... the stick will not work! It needs to be stronger and harder.
Leverage!
Above the holy level, after reaching the realm, one must again pursue the power.
And this power is, Godhead!
"I just want to know, do you know that our Witch King has gone to the north?" Du Wei glared at Lan Haiyue: "He sent his apprentice to you, and then again
I didn’t hide it from you when he ran to the north. He also sent me a letter... This guy has done so many things. Although I know that with his strength, there is no need to worry about him, but...
When he did these things, it looked like he was asking for help and leaving a suicide note!"
Du Wei's tone was a little anxious.
"Is there anyone in this world who can be Bai Hechou's opponent?" Lan Haiyue shook his head: "No."
"Unless the opponent this guy is looking for is not a human being! He is a god!" Du Wei said coldly: "There is a god in the north!"
"He is a madman. He has always been." Lan Haiyue lay back on the armchair and adjusted the most comfortable position: "I actually know that he has never had an enemy in his life! His enemy has never been
It's him! So in the past few decades, although he defeated Master, took away the Snow Mountain, and drove our two brothers running around, he never regarded us or anyone as him.
His opponent! He has always been competing with himself, always fighting against himself! Finally one day, he defeated himself and became the best in the world... But when he raised his head, he looked around at a loss, but
There is no opponent. At this time, for this madman, the only thing he has to do is to find a new goal!"
"Everyone's pursuit is different. In this world, there are some who are lustful, some who love power, some who love wine, some who have no ambitions, and some who just want to eat and wait for death and live a happy life. But Bai Hechou is not like that. He is,
The only goal he was born with seems to be 'strengthening'! He will continue to be strong without limit! Therefore, it seems that he defeated the teacher and took away the Snow Mountain. In fact, he does not have power at all. He just regards the teacher as his
He has given him a whetstone and treated it as a stone that must be defeated and moved away on his way to strength. Chishui Duan and I can't even be considered a stone, we can only be regarded as his sparring partner."
When Lan Haiyue said this, his tone was a little bleak: "I actually only understood this truth recently. It seems that I used a clever strategy to force him to swear that he would only come to me once in ten years to cause trouble... In fact, now
I gradually understood that he did it on purpose! He deliberately placed a whip behind me and Chishui Duan, whipping us hard and forcing us to make rapid progress so that we could continue to serve as his sparring partners! In fact, we can
He survived not because of my tactics, nor because I forced him to swear a poisonous oath, but because he needed the two of us as sparring partners. It is lonely enough without an opponent, but if there is no sparring partner... then...
How do you live your life?"
Du Wei laughed: "As a result, Bai Hechou has become stronger, and he has already killed you and Chishui Duan, two strong men who changed the rules among the saints!"
"It can be said that it is like this." Lan Haiyue sighed: "Duan and I were basically forced out by him. But now... he has broken through again, and suddenly found that I, as a sparring partner, can no longer keep up.
It met his needs, or in other words, he no longer needed a sparring partner, so he gave up on me... reconciled with me. He sent a female apprentice, left it to me, and then left the Snowy Mountains on his own...
He is telling us one more thing."
"What happened?" Du Wei asked.
Lan Haiyue suddenly coughed and said, "Damn it!"
Then, this old man, who was famous for his gentleness and wisdom, suddenly jumped up, pointed at the sky, and cursed like a rough man whose eyes were red after losing money in gambling: "Damn you, Bai Hechou! You are telling us:
I won’t play with you anymore! You are too weak to continue playing with me, and you are no longer qualified to be a sparring partner! So now I have to find a stronger opponent who is qualified to play with me! What?
It doesn’t matter whether it’s the Daxue Mountain or the grievances between our masters, it’s just the whip he used to drive us away back then. Now that we don’t need sparring partners, naturally we don’t need the whip either!”
Du Wei felt his throat was a little clogged and uncomfortable, so he swallowed another sip of tea. This time he made a gulp sound and simply swallowed the tea leaves in one gulp. But he still felt uncomfortable and blocked in his heart.
"But...going north to pray for God...isn't it asking for death?" Du Wei smiled bitterly: "I admit that he is too strong to be human, but after all, he is not a god yet."
"Kill those who know how to punch, and drown those who know how to swim." Lan Haiyue sneered: "People always regard these two sentences as warnings. But they don't know that these two sentences are actually a description of fate!
If boxers stop boxing, and people who know how to swim stop swimming...then it would be better to die! If a person doesn't even have his own goal, then he is dead! Therefore, Bai Hechou went north to pray to God, not to pray to God.
But to survive!"
The old man gently patted the bark of the big locust tree next to him: "Fortunately, he finally found a new goal. Otherwise, a strong man like him would probably die by himself if he lost his goal.
.”
Du Wei closed his eyes and thought for a while, then opened his eyes and looked at Lan Haiyue. He smiled gently and said softly: "What is your goal?"
"What is your goal?" Bai Hechou sat opposite the Elf King and looked at the "sparring partner" in front of him.
The Witch King had a smile on his face... Bai Hechou, who never liked to laugh, seemed to have laughed many times today.
His voice seemed to be asking, but it seemed to be talking to himself: "You are the Elf King. You are the leader of the army of sinners. Is your goal. Is it to lead the sinners to invade the human world and give you
Revenge your ancestors from ten thousand years ago? Take back your place of survival? Well, you have to bear the life and death of your people on your shoulders, and you have to be responsible for the prosperity of the elves... These are all your goals, right?"
Looking at Luoxue, Bai He shook his head sadly: "So, you are not strong enough. You have too many goals."
This truth is very simple, so simple that everyone in the world knows it! But for this truth that everyone knows, only Bai Hechou can do it!
His only goal in life is: to be strong!
In order to be strong, he can abandon everything! He can abandon the snowy mountains, the grievances between his teachers, and even all the enjoyment, life, and emotions of a person's existence!
As the Witch King of the Snowy Mountains, he could just abandon the Snowy Mountains and go north alone in order to become stronger!
In his heart, he doesn't care about anything but one word: strong!
Therefore, he is the strongest, he is Bai Hechou!
Therefore, he was qualified to face Luoxue and use a mocking tone to mock the other person, "You are not strong enough!"
Luoxuedi's face was very calm: "I know, you probably didn't come to find me."
The Elf King's voice was a little bitter: "Because I'm not qualified enough."
Bai Hechou nodded and admitted. Then he pointed to his side, and the direction of his finger was past the altar. Behind the altar, there was a statue!
That statue, the image of an elf, carrying a long bow...
"I'm looking for it...or rather, them." Bai Hechou said truthfully: "God! I just want to know how to find them, or how to force them to appear?"
Luoxue said nothing.
Bai Hechou shook his head: "Perhaps, I should go on a killing spree? Kill 100,000 or 80,000 of you criminals, or kill you... to force them to appear? If this is possible, believe me. I won't mind doing this.
of."
The voice is full of indifference and coldness!
"Where on earth are they!"
"Are you leaving now?" Lan Haiyue frowned as he watched Du Wei suddenly throw away his tea cup and strode to the door of the courtyard.
"What else can we do if we don't leave?" Du Wei didn't look back.
Lan Haiyue sighed. He knew that in the room behind the courtyard, Ai Lu's faint eyes were shining on Du Wei through the crack in the door.
"You...already know?" Lan Haiyue smiled bitterly.
Du Wei finally stopped. But he still didn't look back: "I know! That old pervert sent his precious apprentice to you, and then ran to the north without saying a word to survive and die... I'm not a fool.
, still don’t understand what he means?”
"She is very young. In fact, I can't bear it." Lan Haiyue shook his head: "You..."
"I..." Du Wei suddenly took a deep breath and turned to face the small house. He knew that the girl was looking at him through the crack in the door, and then said loudly: "I'm sorry!"
After finishing speaking, Du Wei ran out of the small courtyard without stopping, and rushed out of the street in one breath!
Lan Haiyue sighed quietly, but heard a bang, and Ailu had already ran out of the room and rushed in front of him.
"You...heard everything?" Lan Haiyue did not raise his head.
Ailu had already taken off her mask, biting her lips hard, her eyes filled with tears. Finally, she knelt down in front of Lan Haiyue with a plop.
"I...I don't want to be the Witch King!"
Tears finally flowed out. With tears on her cheeks, the girl kowtowed in front of Lan Haiyue.
"Fool... you, me, and your perverted teacher are all fools." Lan Haiyue murmured, stretched out an old hand, and gently stroked Ai Lu's hair.
Looking from a distance, the outline of the imperial city wall is already in front of us.
However, as the saying goes, the imperial capital city wall is already in the distance, but even if we speed up now, we may not be able to reach it before sunset.
On the road southeast of the Imperial Capital, in a luxurious carriage, a young man stretched his head out of the window and looked at the Imperial Capital, with a little excitement and expectation on his face.
"Master." A guard knight rode up to the carriage, bowed and saluted: "I'm afraid we won't be able to enter the city tonight. Should we spend the night in a small town outside?"
"No need." The young man in the carriage has a handsome face, straight nose, and thin lips, which symbolizes that he is a resolute and courageous character: "My brother's letter said that he will be in the city tonight.
Wait for us at the door. Let everyone hurry up, I want to spend the night at home tonight."
The knights on the horse nodded and took the order without saying a word, and then the convoy sped up, with horses hooves gusting and wheels rolling, heading towards the imperial capital.
After running for a full hour, the sun had already set. According to the laws of the empire, the city gates of the imperial capital had already been closed at this time.
But when this group of carriages arrived at the southeast gate of the imperial capital, they saw the city gate wide open. A young man dressed in black stood under the city gate, his hands behind his back, and a handsome face with a smile on his face.
A gentle smile, bright eyes, but extraordinarily soft.
"elder brother!"
Before the carriage even stopped, the young man in the car had already jumped out, ran over in a few strides, and then hugged the young man vigorously.
Holding his younger brother tightly, the two brothers reunited after a long absence. The younger brother in his arms has grown a lot in the past two years. He is almost as tall as himself and his shoulders are much wider.
Moreover, unlike himself who was weak when he was young, this younger brother has been strong and strong since he was a child. The genetic characteristics of the family seem to be fully reflected in him. Although he is only fourteen years old, he already has the charm of a heir to the Wuxun family.
"Okay, I'm still so irritable." Du Wei smiled slightly: "In a few days, you will become a count."
Gabri looked at his brother's face and noticed that although his brother smiled gently, there was a melancholy look in his eyes: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Is there anyone in the imperial capital who has offended you?"
"No." Du Wei said lightly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to find anyone who dares to offend me now." After a pause, he shook his head: "It's just that I was angered by someone who is not a human being. It's no big deal."
With that said, he took his younger brother's hand and strode into the city gate. The family guards behind him immediately hurried to follow.
The officer guarding the city gate watched the two people leave with respectful eyes.
Although it is against the law to close the city gate and let people in at this moment, these brothers are the standard privileged class!
Duke Tulip wants to take his younger brother into the city and let the southeast gate of the imperial capital be closed for an hour. Who dares to say anything?
"Next month is your birthday, which is also your coming-of-age ceremony." Du Wei looked at his brother who was growing up and said with a smile: "Also, your fiancée, I have seen it for you, she is a good girl.