The space in the Temple of Heaven is larger than everyone imagined, only thirty zhang wide in diameter, and the cylindrical walls are embedded with layers of spiral staircases, leading to the top floor of the Temple of Heaven. The corners of the walls are just simple household items, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated on them, indicating that no one has cleaned them for a long time.

However, on the dusty ground, there were two rows of clear and neat footprints, which were traces of years of trampling, so that shiny pulp had appeared in the tread marks. And every step is perfect to the extreme, as if it was stepped on by a machine, and every step has been extremely rigorously calculated.

Suddenly, Tian Ze noticed a strange thing: with the size of the Temple of Heaven here, just passers-by on the streets outside Liu's Mansion could see the Temple of Heaven, not to mention the monks in the sky. However, Tian Ze recalled that when Yukong came to Liu's Mansion before, he did see buildings such as the main house and the wing room in the sky, but after entering, it became the Temple of Heaven.

Tian Ze then informed Uncle Li of what he was aware of.

Uncle Li said after hearing this: "I don't care what happened in the past here, whoever dares to hurt Xiaoyu today has only a dead end!"

Suddenly, an extremely magnetic voice came from the top of the Temple of Heaven: "Don't worry, Xiaoyu is fine, you can come up." ”

"Four Hates Ling Zisheng, has he returned to normal?" Although Tian Ze was a little skeptical of his judgment, the voice was indeed the Four Hates Ling Zisheng, but it no longer had the same stupid tone as before.

Tianze and his party quickly went up the spiral ladder to the top of the Temple of Heaven.

At this time, the top of the Temple of Heaven sat cross-legged, and a hundred-foot stone statue stood majestically behind him.

It was a statue of a general, holding a strange sword, in the shape of a moon in his arms, and his expression was as if he was holding a crying baby instead of a cold weapon in his arms.

At this time, Xiaoyu was quietly suspended above the sword.

When Uncle Li saw Xiaoyu appear in front of him, he wanted to step forward and take Xiaoyu down. I don't want to be firmly blocked by an inexplicable force three feet away from the stone statue, and even if I use all my strength, I can't break through an inch. Uncle Li even found that this power had the same feeling as the power that the Beast Seal had hindered him before, so he turned to the Four Hatred Ling Zisheng and said, "What do you want?"

The four hated Ling Zisheng was still staring at each other, and said lightly: "Don't be anxious, I am not disgusted with Xiaoyu, on the contrary, I will protect Xiaoyu from the slightest injury, because Xiaoyu is the only person in the world who can save me." ”

"The only person who can save you?" Uncle Li resolutely denied: "No, Xiaoyu is just a mortal, and he doesn't even have a spiritual root, how can he save you! I advise you to do what I say and put Xiaoyu down, otherwise you will be unable to survive and die today." ”

When the four hated Lingzi heard this, they finally stood up and thought to Uncle Li and said, "Do you know Xiaoyu's true identity?"

One sentence plunged everyone into silence and confusion: Could it be that Xiaoyu is not just a mortal?

At this time, Uncle Li angrily punched the left cheek of the Four Hatred Ling Zisheng, instantly knocked the Four Hatred Ling Zisheng out, and said viciously: "He is my daughter, just my daughter, your life has nothing to do with us, I will take her away now!"

However, to Uncle Li's surprise, the Four Hatred Ling Zisheng did not have a painful expression: "How is it possible?

At this time, I saw that the Four Hatreds Ling Zisheng cut a wound on his fingertips, and then dripping black mucus flowed out of the wound, which was actually the Dan liquid after the Death Soul Hanging Pill had melted.

The four hated Lingzisheng looked at Uncle Li and said, "It's useless, I'm not a human being now." ”

Tian Ze was surprised: "Isn't it a human?"

The Four Hatred Ling Zisheng pointed to the hundred-foot stone statue and said in a deep voice: "I am the life born from the long-cherished sword and the innate source, and the one who created me was General Liu Zhiyuan Liu, who was stationed in this city a hundred years ago. Immediately, the four hated Ling Zisheng told everyone about the past.

One hundred and twenty years ago, the name of this city was Biandu City, because it was located on the border, far away from the imperial capital, and this place was on the only way for trade between various countries, so the generals who defended the city openly demanded high customs fees, or withheld the goods of merchants under various excuses for various reasons, in order to obtain high ransoms from merchants, as if they had made officials into bandits.

At that time, the emperor in the palace was old and critically ill, although the crown prince had been established, but secretly all the princes coveted the dragon robe and jade seal. Civil strife and lack of time for other care is also one of the factors that caused the rampant officials of Biandu City to defend the city.

Five years later, the crown prince had become the king of a country, and castrated all his royal brothers and sisters, so that they would not lose their lives and cut off their desire to usurp the throne. So, the new emperor began to revise the law and establish integrity, investigate and deal with all violations of discipline, and at this time he found out about Biandu City. Due to the wide range of people involved in corruption and bribery in Biandu City, the emperor did not immediately send troops to clear the money, but secretly collected evidence and cultivated a group of talented people to prevent the situation of corrupt officials from being dismounted and no one was available.

In the following year, Liu Zhiyuan, the son of Liu Gu, the general of Yunlu, a military general, asked to cross the city on the battlefield, and the emperor agreed, and gave Shang Fang a sword, and allowed the privilege of cutting first and then playing.

Later, Liu Zhiyuan arrested 242 corrupt and bribe-taking officials in less than three days, and the general Jiao Minghui was beheaded under Shang Fang's sword for resisting.

In the following month, the Great Temple Kingdom sent 200,000 troops to attack Biandu City, but the number of troops stationed in Biandu City was only 50,000, and the number of people on both sides was extremely different.

Liu Zhiyuan is clear about the current situation, even the fastest stagecoach has no time to return to the imperial capital to move the rescue troops, and this battle can only be won by surprise. Liu Zhiyuan immediately formulated a plan to combine the virtual and the real, so that the information on the battle situation of each military camp was inconsistent, resulting in a crisis of confidence, and then combined with a small-scale surprise attack and a separate battle, and finally won the victory in this disparity battle.

Three months later, Liu Zhiyuan was named the champion general, and the official was stationed in Biandu City.

Since then, because Liu Zhiyuan is sincere, he inadvertently made a friend who was a monk who built the foundation realm. Before leaving, the monk who built the foundation realm gave Liu Zhiyuan a four-foot earth block, and among the earth blocks was the Shuhuang Sword.

One day, Liu Zhiyuan went hunting outside the city, and inexplicably fell into an abyss, and this abyss is today's beast seal.

Fifteen years later, Liu Zhiyuan, who should have been in the prime of life, was in a state of twilight, hunched and dazzled, no longer as heroic as he was back then, and the Shang Fang sword in his hand was replaced with a withered yellow cane at some point.

Liu Zhiyuan stood on the top of the newly built Temple of Heaven in the inner courtyard, looking into the distance: "A hundred years of elegance, ten years of creation, I have burned my entire life in the past ten years, I have never regretted, never cried, never looked back." I just hurt you, my child, may you find the enlightened people, get rid of the evil, and protect the ......."

Before he finished speaking, tears were already dripping, this was the first time Liu Zhiyuan had shed tears since he could remember. When I was a child, I was forced by my father to hold the bow until late at night, even if the skin of my fingers was opened, he never left a single tear; even if he was separated from his parents for more than ten years, he kowtowed and prayed until his forehead was bloody, and he never shed tears. At the last moment of his life, he was no longer able to endure it.

A gust of wind blew, and Liu Zhiyuan's body turned into powder and disappeared with the wind, leaving only a pure green light cluster flying towards the long-cherished phoenix sword in the Temple of Heaven.

Thus, the Four Hatreds were born.

The four hated Ling Zisheng walked out of Liu's mansion in a daze, and it happened that a team of singing troupes passed by at this time, and the four hated Ling Zisheng followed.

The singing troupe sang a play "The Story of the White Rabbit" on the singing heart stage, the protagonist in the play is named Liu Zhiyuan, and the four haters Ling Zisheng feel that the name Liu Zhiyuan is very familiar, but he can't remember anything about this person.

The Four Hatreds Lingzi watched "The Story of the White Rabbit" on the singing stage for three days, and only then did he think of another piece of information in his mind: Liu Zhiyuan is my father.

That night, the four hated Lingzisheng lost the memory of that night, and that night, the people of the entire Biandu City disappeared mysteriously, leaving only the four hated Lingzi on the singing stage alone to play the son of Liu Zhiyuan in "The Story of the White Rabbit", biting the navel.

The Four Haters knew that one day he would recover all his memories and find his father.

The yellow sand is long, and on a stage in Biandu City, an actor sings and reads over and over again against the mottled and dilapidated scene, from dark to dark.

It is said that the drama is ruthless, and the love in the mouth is the color of pink delicacy, which is not true. But the drama moved the truth, who can understand the bitterness in it?