Chapter Seventy-Eight: Dreaming of Returning to Chang'an
The legendary apocalypse and catastrophe of the earth are not like a complete kill and scrapping of mobile phones and computers?
No matter how powerful mortals claim to be powerful and happy with the heavens, they can't be compared with 'gods' in the true sense, and the so-called spiritual strength of mortals has no meaning to 'gods' at all, they only need to move their fingers to decide the lives of 'viruses' and 'codes', if the radiation of electronic screens is also counted.
Li Mu hated that fate was arranged to be watched at all times, and this feeling was even stronger when he saw the wooden box!
An Zhixia closed his eyes and opened the wooden box as if he was resigned to his fate, the horror of destroying the world in the tension and uneasiness did not happen, and there was a pair of scrolls lying quietly in the wooden box, that is, the ordinary scrolls used by the ancients to paint, using relatively expensive rice paper.
After spreading out the scroll, it was indeed a painting, but the person in the painting made Li Mu startled the waves, like a tsunami!
An Zhixia slowly opened his eyes and moved his gaze to the picture scroll after seeing Li Mu's expression, and suddenly a fierce tide of memories poured into his mind like a flood, An Zhixia was stunned, and the pain in his head hit as if he had been torn apart by life.
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There is a village in the southwest of Datang, a group of mountains stretching for thousands of miles, and hundreds of Qixiu peaks stand among them.
The Shushan Sword Sect of the four major divine domains in the world is here, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see the true face.
There are many small towns scattered in the mountains, one of which is located in the south of Beiqiu Mountain, which is named Jin Town because of the fame of Shu Jin.
The city lord's mansion in the town has been shrouded in the grief of the city lord's death from the plague in recent days, the city lord's youngest daughter is hiding in the firewood room and shivering, and a woman who looks like a subordinate is in a hurry, and her mouth is broken and she wants to sacrifice Xinran to the rat demon Lord to avoid the epidemic in the city lord's mansion.
Legend has it that when the little girl of the Castle Lord's Mansion was born, an ominous sign fell from the sky, and the clear sky suddenly began to rain heavily, causing the dam to burst for months, flooding the towns downstream, and the crows entangled the castle lord's mansion to drive away.
Because the city lord couldn't bear the little daughter's name, he finally survived to the age of five under the pressure of the concubine woman, and the sky fell again, and the plague broke out in Jinzhen, which had been protected by the gods, and the powerful rat demon even threatened to slaughter the entire town, and the immortals of the god domain had no time to react, and the city lord died, and the ignorant woman actually made a move to sacrifice the little girl to the rat demon.
"Qiang"
A flying sword pierced the woman's chest, and before she could make a sound, she fell in a pool of blood, and the immortal who asked the royal flying sword found the little girl, and when he saw that she was born in the dust, he took her back to the Shushan Divine Domain, and named her Mo Ran.
At the age of thirteen, Mo Ran became the personal disciple of the master of the sect as a celestial person, and even broke through the Yuanying realm in less than a month, and the entire divine domain was shocked!
Thirteen-year-old Mo Ran has already become a fairy saint, not stained with fireworks in the world, but often serves tea and water to the master of the sect, washes and cooks for the old man who is grounded in the stone room of the back mountain, and the little female disciples often talk about her pretentiousness, she also laughs over, whenever the master of the sect asks about the woman who wanted to sacrifice her to the rat demon back then, Mo Ran also smiled and replied: "Mo Ran does not hate." ”
At the age of sixteen, Mo Ran had a second junior sister Mo Chou, Mo Chou and Mo Ran who did not fight or seek the opposite, everything always had to fight for the first, even the boring title of the first person in the inner gate of Shushan also had to participate in the teaching, the so-called inner disciple and the master of the sect still have a certain gap, and the speed of the turtle has no reference value compared to the rabbit.
Determined to be the first person in the world, he has a disregard for the common people in the world.
The cultivation posture is also rare in a hundred years, and the thirteen-year-old Mo Chou is more refined than the Mo Ran realm back then, and this kind of anti-heaven posture is naturally cultivated by the Divine Domain, and it is expected to take over the position of Demon Suppression Peak in the future.
A month later, the eccentric Mo Li came to Shushan and became the personal disciple of the master of the sect, Mo Ran's little sister.
Mo Li is not very outstanding in cultivation, and he can't even compare with the inner disciples, but his attainments in runes are unmatched, and he is a rare rune Tianzong genius in the history of Shushan.
Mo Li's favorite thing to do is to say something that makes people blush to make Mo Ran ashamed, bullying the second senior sister Mo Chou on the rune to scratch her ears and cheeks, often selling cuteness in front of the master, for the guys who dare to laugh at the senior sister, she usually uses a * charm to embarrass it in surprise, these are just that, even those guys who Mo Li is not used to are often poisoned, and the reason is often just one: you are ugly. Something like that.
The most annoying thing is that few people in the entire Shushan can unlock Mo Li's talisman, and in the end, she has to beg her with a shy face, but she can't beat it, because she still has a second senior sister Mo Chou.
Mo Ran is quiet and elegant, with the posture of a fairy saint, seeing her as if there is nothing in this world that cannot be forgiven.
Mo Chou is upright and upright, a horizontal knife is unmatched in Shushan, and he likes to fight for three, six, nine and so on.
Mo Li is a little clever ghost, how far and how far to run when he sees her, the whole Shushan is jumped by her chickens and dogs, and pretending to be innocent afterwards can always be forgiven by the master of the sect.
When Mo Ran was eighteen years old, he was sent down the mountain by the master of the sect to practice, Mo Ran once asked the master to teach himself that his practice was not as good as the second junior sister Mo Chou, and his head was not as good as Mo Li's, and it could even be said that he was stupid, and the master said that it was because of this that she was allowed to go down the mountain to practice, and awarded the sword of Shushan Town, the seven-star dragon yuan, and a piece of gauze, and warned her not to take off the veil, especially in front of men.
Mo Ran didn't know that this sword was the Seven Star Dragon Yuan, and the master didn't say that she didn't ask, let alone what it meant to wear a veil.
Mo Ran's first stop down the mountain is Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, even if the sword flight from Shushan takes three days, which shows the breadth of the Tang Dynasty's territory.
The Tang people are still martial, from the old to the three-year-old, children can play two military routines, and even the weak green shirt scholars will be equipped with a matching sword.
His Majesty, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, was born recklessly, the sage did not understand much, he preferred practical things, and the merits of the Great Open Imperial Examination were treated equally, and only talents were used, and those who only knew that they knew but did not have a little practical learning sneered, and the gentry who dared to rebel were not merciful, and the Xuanjia rode on it.
Since then, the Tang Dynasty has been conquering the country for many years, but its power has become stronger and stronger, and there are indignant people in the world for His Majesty the Emperor himself, and he has also been regarded as a saint and an emperor through the ages!
There is a restaurant on Liucheng Street at the east gate of Chang'an, called Fengyu Restaurant, the dishes in it can be regarded as the best in Chang'an, the best pear blossom wine in the whole Tang Dynasty can be drunk here at will, it is rumored that once a chivalrous guest was despised by the restaurant guy and asked for food, the heroic man was angry and poured all the pear blossom wine in the wind and rain restaurant into the moat, and the whole Chang'an City could smell the aroma of wine.