Chapter 70: The King's Heart
In the room, Tianji Xing, known as Mr. Nine, took out a parchment and spread it out on the table.
So Chongyang, the three of them, and Mo Xiangqi stepped forward.
It turns out that the sheepskin is painted with a map of the rivers and mountains of the Zhongzhou Imperial League. Together with the thirteen impregnable royal cities on the periphery, until the foot of the three cities of the imperial capital, almost the complete picture, only the last heavy pass fifteen months left blank.
In this regard, the three of the ten sons in the past did not find it strange.
Because they knew that the final level of the Imperial League was the real Longtan Tiger's Lair, even the Venerable of the Transformation Tribulation Realm could not sneak into the four pairs of eyes in the heavens and the earth without knowing it.
Canglong Pantian.
Poor and poor.
It has nothing to do with disguise and infiltration methods. These two Zhenshan Divine Beasts, which are not weaker than Tiandong Leize, have been in ambush since the day the emperor was built, and they have never opened their eyes for five hundred years.
The index finger of the right hand of the Nine Star Heavenly Machine pointed to the blank space of the parchment and said, "The fourth level ......"
Yue Sanren interrupted: "It is not easy to draw the appearance of the rivers and mountains of the Imperial League of ninety out of nine. What's more, the fourth level has always been the important land of the Imperial League's Thunder Pool, even if the Tianji Pavilion in its heyday is infallible, Mr. Nine does not have to be humble. ”
Tianji Xing, who was honored as Mr. Nine, smiled and was speechless, just looking down at the picture.
But something strange happened.
In the sight of the four people, a thick ink line appeared out of thin air in the blank space of the parchment, then the second stroke, and then the third stroke...... It was as if there was an invisible and untouchable ghost in the room who was drawing with his own pen.
The combination of those lines looks like a mountaintop.
Then, in front of the top of the hill, a mansion appeared.
Front and back, left and right, north and south, west and east.
Streets and alleys, pavilions.
The eyes of the four of them moved along the ink-colored lines, as if they were in the fifteenth month pass of the imperial capital, and they walked through it immersively.
The three of them were a little surprised: "This?"
Mr. Nine said: "In normal times, naturally no one can break through the fifteenth month pass. But tonight is different, the emperor has no tears to invite the heroes of the Thirteen Wind Towers to wash the dust and go to the banquet is an opportunity. ”
Chongyang said lukewarmly: "The eight hundred sects in Tiandong are really pervasive. ”
Mr. Nine smiled: "All the cut should be a compliment." ”
Mo Xiangqi remembered a unique book he had read in Tianji Pavilion about the treasures of the world's divine weapons: "Is it the Moonlight Treasure Box?"
Tianji Xing raised his eyes and looked at Mo Xiangqi: "Miss Mo actually knows the Moonlight Treasure Box?"
Mo Xiangqi nodded.
It is recorded in the book that there is an ancient treasure in the eight hundred sects of Tiandong called the Moonlight Treasure Box. It is said to be a treasure, but in the final analysis, it is a long wooden ink-colored box, which contains two rolls of five-foot sheepskin, the origin of which is unknown.
When Chen Qing, the Holy Lord of Tiandong, got this thing, he once left it in the disciples, saying that the sheepskin conceived in the box was rare in the world. The writer only needs to sit on the moon
Whether you write or draw on one of the parchments, the contents of the pen will appear on the other parchment, regardless of whether they are thousands of miles away or thousands of miles apart.
It is a bit similar to the ancient method of the two hearts of the easy word doorway, which is mysterious and indescribable.
The three people of the moon asked: "Dare to ask who is sitting in the moonlight at this moment and is holding a pen and drawing......
Jiuxing Tianji said: "A child of the Jun family is named Jun Xinyi. Speaking of which, it can be regarded as a junior. ”
The words just fell.
A full moon with a visible notch appeared in the parchment, hanging over the night sky of the Imperial League.
The three of Chongyang looked at each other.
Jiuxing Tianji sighed helplessly.
Sure enough, it's just a child.
......
In the rolling shutter building where the fifth family sits, the twelve-year-old boy who was handsome in brocade clothes and looked a little similar to Jun Zeyu put down the pen in his hand, got up happily and bypassed the bookcase, grabbed the pear on the table and nibbled it.
Someone pushed the door in.
It's the evil king of Mulang with peach blossoms pinned to his hair.
The young man named Jun Xin was shocked in his heart, and suddenly stood up, hiding sweet pears behind his hands. Honestly, don't move.
Mu Lang Evil King walked straight to the bookcase, looked at the parchment drawing that was still neat and solemn, and then looked at the full moon that was eye-catching.
The strange-looking Mulang Evil Monarch turned his head and glanced at the young man: "What do you do when you draw a pear that has been gnawed?"
I only wish that the young man whose heart is like my heart wiped his mouth and smiled: "It's not a pear! ”
Mu Lang Evil Monarch held his forehead: "Tell me, has your uncle of the Ming royal family been imprisoned in the fifteenth moon?"
The young man shook his head vigorously: "The ninth master said, the situation of the Ming royal family book is unknown, and it is not appropriate to use the ancient method of two hearts like my heart." ”
Mu Lang Evil Monarch was speechless: "I took you on an adventure for fifteen moonlit days, and you drew a pear together?" Or was it gnawed by a dog?"
The boy argued, "It's the moon......"
......
in the room.
"The most dangerous place is the safest place, and they are likely to be locked up in the fifteenth moonlight of the last city pass. Even, it's not sure in the Imperial Mansion. ”
Chongyang shook his head: "No." ”
The three of them asked, "Why not?"
Chongyang said: "Because this is a forbidden place. ”
The three of them said, "A place where no one is allowed to enter or leave?"
Mo Xiangqi said: "Although that guy has little cultivation left, at least he has a flexible mind and is barely a dangerous person. If such a dangerous person stays by his side, even if Emperor Wuxian is afraid that it will not be easy to sleep. ”
Chongyang said again: "These days, I have heard some news. ”
The three of them, including Tianji Xing, all looked at the faces covered by the black robes.
Chongyang said: "
I heard that when Shen Tianxin was born many years ago, Shen Li, who was the head of the family and a dry torturer, had done several things. For example, the empty dry hell, the feast of the four directions, the sacrifice of the gods, and later the son of the cow. ”
Yue Sanren frowned: "These trivial things ......"
Chongyang interrupted and said, "It's not a trivial matter. ”
Jiuxing Tianji said: "This just shows that Shen Li actually loves his Tianxin Arithmetic baby daughter very much." ”
Chongyang echoed: "There is no doubt that he is a loving father. There is no loving father in the world who can watch his daughter in prison and not know whether she lives or dies without being indifferent. ”
The three people of the moon asked, "What do you want to say?"
Jiuxing Tianji couldn't help but show his appreciation to Chongyang: "It is very likely that Shen Tianxin will be placed under house arrest in Dry King City and grounded by the Shen family. This was a means used by Emperor Wuxian to appease Shen Li. ”
Chongyang continued: "Take a step back and say, the purpose of Emperor Wuxian is to get the Hetuluo Book and the Book of Life and Death. It doesn't matter where Jun Zeyu and Shen Tianxin are detained. ”
Yue Sanren and Mo Xiangqi were silent for a long time.
After some consideration, there was no objection.
I only heard the Nine Star Heavenly Machine mutter: "As for the Mo Pavilion Lord......"
Tianji Xing pointed to the Gongyi Wind Tower in the Thirteen Wind Towers and fell into deep thought, while Chongyang's fingers fell on the mountain in the Fifteenth Moonlight City Pass Map at the same time.
......
The third day of March.
The boundary of Zhongzhou began to fly faintly, and the scattered and chaotic snowflakes seemed to be countless elves suddenly coming with the wind overnight, falling on the rooftops, treetops, ground and wellheads.
Perhaps for millions of ordinary people, the snow in March is an ordinary thing, as ordinary as the tender green buds. However, the same wind, snow and cold weather fell in the eyes of cultivators, especially those big people who gathered in Zhongzhou from all over the world to invite the world meeting, at this moment, there was no sorrow and secret.
Because from now on it no longer represents auspiciousness, it will only become a symbol of chaos and parting.
It no longer comes from the heavenly dome, it comes from the heavenly west.
Snow is falling in the west, and the battle is fierce...... Even though the Imperial League is deep, Luo Changfeng resolutely believes that there must be a way to crack it, and it is very simple, just to break it. Because the truth of the fist is always much more practical than the mouth, this truth has been practiced countless times and is tenable.
But Tianxi Road is far away, and the battle situation is changing rapidly.
How not to worry?
......
Everyone in the college occupies their own place.
Headed by Luo Changfeng, behind him were Li Xingyun and Liluo, and then Ying Tian and other Taoist deacons of the academy, all of whom were absent and sat in order.
Sit on the top of the mountain.
The Mausoleum of the Emperor Yamana is located behind the Imperial Mansion. Yes, this mausoleum, which has always only existed in the rumored and mysterious forbidden place of the Imperial League, is the place where this world meeting will be held.
There is no limit to the number of people, and the heroes are all on the top of the mountain.