There was a dead silence in the Chenglong Palace.

There is no "iron law" that whistles.

There is also no overwhelming power of the "True Dragon Throne".

Emperor Taizong, who was stabbed by Xu Zang's sword qi, was overflowing with a rich cold qi, and the dead qi continued to emanate from the inside out, and his robe continued to grow ice slag, and then it continued to melt...... It looks like a snowman who has come out of the desolation of the far north.

The emperor's expression was gloomy.

The man in the green shirt standing on the threshold smiled, standing in the white mist, his voice soft and slow.

"Chenglong Hall is in turmoil...... Xu Zang entered the heavenly capital alone, and no one stopped him, don't you think it's wrong?"

Taizong's eyes became cold little by little.

Xu Qingke is right.

In the world of the Great Sui, although Nirvana is rare...... But it's not extinct.

For example, Su Musha, the dean of the White Deer Cave Academy, although he is a new Nirvana, how can he not even perceive Xu Zang's existence?

Xu Zang stepped into the realm of Nirvana, and stepped into the heavenly capital with the strength of Nirvana, and it was normal for the three divisions to be unable to stop him...... But the problem is that the black shirt came too easily.

There was no hindrance at all.

Because there was no one to stop them.

After the emperor waved his hand to call away Daozong Lingshan and the third prince Li Bailin, the "hundred officials" waiting outside the Chenglong Hall retreated.

"I just left from the Imperial City...... Somewhat rushed. ”

Xu Qingke said and smiled, he turned his head slightly, pointed his finger behind him, and crossed the main hall of the Chenglong Palace...... At the end of the square streets and alleys of the Tiandu Imperial City, there is a mansion that has been admired for a hundred years.

That direction is...... Lotus Pavilion.

On the body of the white-haired strategist, the fragrance of tea has not yet disappeared, he stretched out a hand, brushed his hair, tied up the long scattered hair back, there was a black hair rope on his wrist, after tying up the hair, the whole person looked a little feminine, but by no means gloomy.

Xu Qingke smiled: "Your Majesty, I will take you to meet two acquaintances." ”

In the white mist behind him, there were two figures, one blue and one white, one high and one low, slowly stepping into the main hall of the Chenglong Palace.

......

......

The hour went forward.

The rising morning sun is again obscured by the clouds, and the clouds drift back to the tide, and the sun sets.

The first moon rises.

Fallen leaves on the streets flew towards the branches.

Passers-by hurriedly walked backwards down the street with their collars on their shoulders.

The day before the execution in Tiandu City.

In the dungeon of the Law Enforcement Division, a thin man in a green shirt walked out, and Xu Qingke, who had white hair and a shawl, walked out of the dungeon of the Law Enforcement Division.

The most important mortal imprisoned in the dungeon was not the Great Cultivator above the Ten Realms.

Rather, two young men under twenty years old.

Xu Qingke's face was a little haggard, he had already seen Ning Yi...... In the dim and damp basement, the black-robed young man who had grown up a lot was still unconscious, and it would not be long before that person would wake up.

Fate is like an interlocking cog, snapping and running in the middle of the night in Tiandu City.

Everyone in this capital city is like a corner of a gear...... No one can escape the twist of fate.

Seeing Ning Yi and Pei Lingsu in person meant a lot to him.

In his deduction, Tiandu's chess game is too uncontrollable, and after planning for so many years, just relying on the understanding of "that man", it is far from being able to "kill completely".

He is a meticulous person, and all the games laid out are for today's opening.

He could not tolerate the slightest mistake.

Xu Qingke stepped out of the Law Enforcement Division, the door behind him slowly closed, the night wind was bleak and the crows were chirping, and he looked in a certain direction outside the Tiandu City.

The rain stopped tonight.

It's because the sword has reawakened...... If you want to play this chess game to win Tiandu, you must do the first thing you have to do...... It is to pull the emperor on the opposite side of the chess game off the "throne".

That sword was sharp enough.

As long as that sword can stab the emperor smoothly...... He can turn the emperor into a part of the chessboard, so that there is only one chess player in Tiandu City.

This chess, regardless of the Chu River and Han borders, chariots, horses and artillery.

All chess pieces have only one purpose...... Kill the "General" on the throne!

Xu Qingke walked on the streets of Tiandu, followed by a tall figure shrouded in a black robe, and the figure walked silently, like a ghostly shadow.

Xu Qingke's spirit has never stopped running in the past six months...... He looked at this day every day, like seeing flowers in the fog, seeing real and blurred, and with the passage of time, to this day, he gradually saw clearly.

The sky is developing in the direction of its ideals.

He does have a unique technique of "deriving the life grid", which is as small as personal cause and effect and as big as a country's luck...... He can figure it out.

The price to be paid is certainly obvious.

Frosty white hair swaying in the wind.

Xu Qingke's voice flashed in the streets.

"Ning Yi. ”

"Pei Lingsu. ”

He met the two young men at the Law Enforcement Division, where they each took off a strand of hair and saw a corner of the future......

There are a lot of futures in this chess game, and even if the real immortals come, it is impossible to see them all, so he intercepted the most important people, went to see the corner of the future, and nailed the corners......

On Ning Yi's body, he saw the broken fine snow, and the darkness like mist.

It's exactly the same as what he had deduced in the mansion before.

The Dying.

After the soul was gone, it turned into a cold stone sculpture.

On Pei Lingsu's body, he saw a blood-red, angry and sad emotions intertwined and rising, that blood-red color was not just the color of blood, but more like a burning flame.

There is also the Seiryu Hall, which was burned by wildfires.

Getting these two corners of the future is actually enough.

There were only a handful of people standing at the center of the storm...... He had already removed a strand of Li Bailin's hair before, and after the hexagram, he got a fairly satisfactory result.

Now, he has to do something very important before the game starts.

Footsteps paused.

Xu Qingke stood in front of the scholarly and ancient mansion.

Lotus Pavilion.

The black-robed great cultivator who followed him all the way from the Law Enforcement Division silently hid in the darkness at the entrance of the alley.

......

......

The lanterns are swaying.

Mr. Yuan Chun sat in the courtyard, and there were one ancient book after another suspended in front of him, with fragments of pointers and records of ancient masters.

"Plum Blossom Spectrum", "Tao Luo Yuan Ji", "Deep Sea Pavilion", ...... The breeze turns the book, and the pages rustle.

In the center of the old man's eyebrows, the purple lotus flower shimmered with a faint fluorescence.

He is old, and after returning from the North, he has not been in good spirits lately, and he is always sleepy and wants to sleep.

In front of the stone table was a fragment of a game.

When he was young, he once played a game of chess with a very amazing genius.

It's a pity that the game is not over yet.

Later, I didn't have a chance to finish it.

Because the genius who sat at his chess table didn't live as long as he did...... So, for hundreds of years, when he has nothing to do, Yuan Chun will always turn over this fragment and hold two chess pieces by himself.

I always think of my youth.

At that time, he was full of spirit, far less depressed and indifferent than he is now, attacking and killing, and there was a spurting sword intent everywhere.

He thought that by this step, he had already gained the absolute upper hand.

Zili has the advantage, and it is a good one.

Even if they fight again, in the end, the other party has a glimmer of life, and it is impossible to defeat themselves.

But over the years, his personality has gradually become mellow and wishful, and he has re-watched this endgame, holding the ancient score and constantly deriving it...... But I found an amazing thing, the degree of change in this game of chess, and the number of possibilities that can be deduced, far beyond my imagination.

He still has the upper hand and can still kill the side that lacks sub-strength.

But the more he deduced, the more he had an ominous premonition in Yuan Chun's heart.

On both sides of the small stone table, the dragon phoenix dressed in a thin black veil, and the naked upper body, wrapped in iron chains, the two of them stood and sat together, quiet as wood, exhaling and inhaling without making the slightest sound...... Following the practice by the teacher's side, they have long been accustomed to this action of the master.

Under the hood, the dragon phoenix suddenly frowned.

Bitterness opened his eyes suddenly.

Outside the Lotus Pavilion, there was a faint knock on the door.

The purple lotus flying.

Mr. Yuan Chun beckoned gently, and the door of the Lotus Pavilion poured open.

He looked at the thin figure standing in the doorway...... A young strategist who has made a name for himself in the Westlands in recent years.

The brother of the divine girl in the palace.

That strategist should not be very old, why did he give birth to so many gray hairs?

Yuan Chun raised his eyebrows slightly.

The white-haired strategist's voice had a hint of a smile.

"In the Lower West Border, Xu Qingke ...... Visited in the middle of the night and was disturbed. ”

For this uninvited guest in the middle of the night, Long Huang's tone was not good, and he said coldly: "This is Zhongzhou, not the Western Realm...... Besides, don't you know who the teacher is?"

Kuce looked at Mr. Yuan Chun.

Xu Qingke smiled, and also looked at the purple-robed old man in front of the stone table, he smiled softly: "Mr. Yuan Chun, I have a ...... Would like to ask you. ”

Yuan Chun lowered his eyebrows and smiled in a low voice.

"Longhuang, Kuce, you two, go to the Spring Breeze Tea House for me to get two bags of tea. ”

"Tea name...... South flower. ”

Long Huang and Kuce glanced at each other, both of them had a strange expression, they had been following the teacher for so many years, knowing that the teacher liked to drink tea, but they didn't know ...... In the Spring Breeze Tea House, there is also "Nanhua Tea".

This is the teacher's collection of ancient tea?

The two of them left from the Lotus Pavilion with unkind expressions, and when they passed by Xu Qingke, they lowered their voices and said coldly: "The surname is Xu...... The teacher has a good temper, which does not mean that the temper of the Northern Ping Demon Division is also very good. ”

The dragon phoenix gently tapped the sword weapon on his waist with his fingertips, which was counted as a silent warning.

For these, the white-haired Xu Qingke just smiled.

Laugh.

Passing by the two great masters of the Ping Demon Division, he crossed the threshold in one step and stepped into the Lotus Pavilion.

(21st-23rd will break out, at least three chapters a day, this time I want to compete for the fifth place in the monthly ticket list, it's really not much! Thanks! There will be additional additions to the fifth!)