There was no fight between Chen Guosan and Ao Fuqi, and in the face of an old man as huge as a mountain, Ao Fuqi was silent for a while, and actually chose to retreat.

"Since your apprentice didn't lie to me, then I can also give respect to the immortal one more time."

"...... 'old friend', I'm waiting to see your 'solution'."

And after Ao Fuqi retreated, Yun Chongbo finally understood why he couldn't see the mountain peak described by Yuqing: with Chen Guosan's movements, the flames turned into thin two lines and extended into the void, burning the blue sky...... The two hills facing each other behind him were exposed.

"This is a big illusion at all, if he doesn't come out himself, we won't be able to find it!"

Following the old man who had shrunk to the size of an ordinary person, the three of them entered the road between the two mountains, and along the way, Yun Chongbo asked in a whisper, but he knew a lot of things.

Qianyuan Note Calendar, that was Chen Guosan's very famous mastery back then, legend has it that the method lost from the "Imperial Heavenly Prison" was actually just a concept, but he revised and enriched it, and carried it forward.

“…… Can it make people 'unlucky'? What is this? ”

"You see, it's just like that, as long as it's a 'bad thing', then even if it's a small possibility, it will happen to the enemy."

The Qianyuan Note Calendar itself did not have enough lethality, but when the two armies were originally evenly matched, this was enough to change the situation.

"It should be said that this set of spells is not the most suitable for a few people's battles, the more enemies, the more powerful it will be."

In that year, in the imperial army's crusade against Taiping Dao, there was a whole army blocking in front of Chen Guosan, as a result, some people were poisoned to the point that their faces turned green, some people were stinking on the spot, some people fell into fear, dropped their weapons and rushed around, and some people completely lost consciousness and became a standstill puppet...... With just one blow, the tightly formed queue immediately collapsed.

And the name of burning the sky and boiling the sea came from Chen Guosan's last battle.

At that time, Chen Guosan was known as the world's first fire method, but it was only claimed that it was not until after the "Battle of Tianhai" that this name was truly convincing.

Wang Shoujie, the lord of the "Tianhai Wang Family", stabbed Taiping Dao in the back to get the position of Jiuqing, but he didn't even have time to take office, so he was burned into a ball of flying ashes in Tianhai's home!

...... "burning the sky" and "boiling the sea", it has been made since then.

"But what's the use of this name?"

The old man who led the way in front did not look back, only let out a dry laugh.

"Tens of millions of comrades are dead, and they shouldn't have died...... O immortal, conspiring with the family is a more dangerous thing than conspiring with the tiger! ”

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Chen Guosan's residence was extremely simple, with three thatched houses, the largest of which was only six or seven steps square, and there was no superfluous furnishings in it except for the most necessary furniture.

"The undead, if you want to repel Ao Fuqi, you can only rely on yourselves."

The flames were blazing, and Chen Guosan's voice was not high and steady.

"That's what I was after that year......"

Fake death is still alive, but it is really no different from a dead person, Chen Guosan's body is completely destroyed, although he has this wisdom in his body and fire, but he really can't reproduce in front of him, plus Zhang Nanjin suddenly rose to prominence and shined, so he simply borrowed his name to bury his name, lived in seclusion here, and became a living dead.

"I don't have much time, so I'll cut it short."

On the way, Chen Guosan had already told them that for most of the time over the years, he had been thinking for a long night in the lantern in the side room of the thatched cottage, and he would only incarnate once in ten days and half a month to verify some of his ideas, or to contact Yuqing. And just now to save people from Ao Fuqi's men, the consumption is too great, and I am afraid that I will not be able to come out for a long time.

“…… Zi Xun asked you to find me because I can help you rise to the ninth level of strength. ”

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Still immersed in the shock just now and didn't come back to his senses, Yun Chongbo was in a trance, and then heard Chen Guosan ask: "Immortal, in your mind, what is power?" ”

“…… Well? ”

Strength has always been a puzzle that has plagued the powerful and wise men of the Great Xia dynasties.

How do I get to the next level? How can I break through? Why is there a god domain opened? All of these are questions that countless people have been eager to know.

In some eras, even cats and dogs can have eighth-level strength or even higher, and in other eras, eighth-level peak power is enough to look at the world, compared with the era when the gods were in the sky like Little Heaven or Emperor Xuanyuan, why are most times so ordinary?

“…… Especially for our Taiping Dao, especially for the undead, this problem is especially unsolvable. ”

What Chen Guosan said below was something that the three of them had never heard of, because with a monster like cheating like the "undead", Taiping Dao actually surpassed any other organization in Great Xia in the study of the source of power, and for a long time, Taiping Dao had a secret plan, that is, after studying the secrets of the undead, mass production of the strongest!

"Find the source of strength, and then cultivate the loyal children in the church...... That is a more reliable and efficient way to do this than blindly waiting for the undead. ”

However, of course, this plan has never been successful, otherwise, the relationship between the strength and weakness of Taiping Dao and the emperor's surname should have been reversed long ago.

"But there is always something to be gained, especially since I have been meditating and experimenting here for all these years...... Finally, I have some experience. ”

Chen Guosan's experience is summed up in just one sentence, of course, even if there is only one sentence, it is precious.

“…… Strength is a gift from God. ”

As an explanation of this sentence, Chen Guosan said three things.

First, power is a foreign object.

"My generation is all mortal wombs in the flesh, how can I get the power of opening the mountain, how can I get the power of breaking the water?"

In Chen Guosan's view, power is like wind, water, and sunlight, silent, shapeless, and scattered between heaven and earth, or in other words, it is simply a part of "heaven and earth", and martial arts and magic only help cultivators to make better use of these invisible things.

Second, there is a ceiling to the power of each era.

"Today's Eight Extremes of Heaven and Earth, if you get the Little Heavenly Kingdom, I believe that everyone will also advance to the Divine Domain, and they will also become the strongest at that time...... It is because they are the strongest that they have the ninth-level power, not the other way around. ”

The strongest in an era can touch the upper limit of the power of this era, and those who are strong in the era of low martial arts can only cry out for misfortune.

Third, this upper limit can be artificially broken.

"There should be more than one way, but now I am sure that there is only one."

War.

The battle between the strongest will be earth-shattering every time, and every time it will touch the upper limit and cause a slight change, and when this change accumulates to a certain amount, it is more likely to break through that boundary.

"It is rumored that there was an era when the upper limit was only at the fifth level of strength, but at that time, the strongest two people in the world were about to fight to the death, and at the same time, they also directly raised the upper limit at that time to level seven and a half...... It's wonderful, it's hard to recover. ”

"Wait, real person, you mean ......"

When Chen Guosan said this, the three of them thought of the same thing almost at the same time.

"The true meaning of the Xuanwu covenant, is it ......?"

"I haven't seen the moon."

The firelight cracked and opened a little wider, and Chen Guosan said: "However, there is indeed this possibility." ”

"Cang Yueming, a person who has no succession, was born out of thin air as a ranger, and it seems that he became the 'strongest in the world' overnight, and there are too many mysteries about him."

But this topic has gone too far, Chen Guosan continued the introduction just now, and, as a supplement, he emphasized that there are also ways to make the more mediocre people reach or even break through this ceiling.

"For example, the legendary method of leaving no branches, such as the secret method of Tantra and Baina, and the ...... Immortal you. ”

In Chen Guosan's view, whether it is the Taiping Heavenly Soldier or the Golden Silkworm King, they are actually a kind of "medium" that is still unclear about the principle, through them, you can more effectively absorb these invisible and unknowable forces, and you can more easily touch the upper limit of the power of an era.

But such a quick powerhouse is different from the eight poles of heaven and earth who rely on themselves to become the strongest figures, in the real battle to the death, their strength cannot exert the same power as the eight poles.

"But even so, it's always a good thing, and the undead should be different from most people, and you should know even more about high-level power than Cangyueming."

"As I said earlier, Zisun asked you to come here because I can help you break through the barrier of the ninth level, if you still have some strength left......"

Slowly pointing at Xiao Wenshuang and He Lingbing with his hand, Chen Guosan said, "Together with the two of them, I can also try." ”

"Nine days, take it out."

"Huh?"

Yun Chongbo hadn't understood yet, but He Lingbing had already taken out a cloth bag from his arms and respectfully placed it in Chen Guosan's hand...... The remains of the Golden Silkworm King!

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In the twelfth year of Emperor Shaojing, the twenty-ninth month of Layue.

Light snow has not cleared.

Since the first night, the snow has been falling quietly, although it is not big, but it has accumulated nearly half a foot in this inaccessible deep mountain.

Ao Fuqi sat cross-legged in the snow, his head and face hidden, and his eyebrows and eyes were gone.

"Taiping Dao is really a secret method ...... countless secrets"

The voice came from the snow, slightly deformed, and it seemed lower than usual, opposite, a hundred steps away, Yun Chongbo held the sea with his right hand, and was walking slowly.

"Finally broke through to the ninth-level realm, immortal...... You've finally become one of us. ”

The snowflakes were instantly shattered into indistinguishable fineness, like water falling, and Ao Fuqi slowly stood up - no longer moving his body, but there was no snowflake on his body.

"In this way, when I kill you, I can feel more at ease."

“…… Dragon King. ”

Stopping thirty paces away, Yun Chongbo's expression was very calm and composed.

"I'm not begging for mercy."

"I'm just thinking, is there really no turning point in today's events?"

After a moment of silence, Ao Fuqi suddenly sat down again.

"Immortal, do you know what I desire the most?"

Stunned for a moment, Yun Chongbo also sat down cross-legged - he didn't doubt that Ao Fuqi really made up his mind to kill himself, but in the same way, Yun Chongbo wouldn't worry that Ao Fuqi would plot against him.

“…… What I hope for is that there is no name in history. ”

Spread out his hands - they were particularly thick hands, covered with thick calluses, if you didn't say it, it would be hard for people to believe that this was the hand of a prince - Ao Fuqi looked down and said: "I am the king of the protector of the country, if I can leave a name in history, then there must be a big disaster for the country...... What is the innocence of this country, and what is the innocence of this people? ”

"Dragon King, you ......"

Ao Fuqi raised his head - his expression was still very calm, and said: "Immortal, I am an old man, as early as many years ago, I was listed in the 'strongest in the world', Li Zixun's master, the father of the king of people, and the king of heaven, as well as Zhu Quanzhong...... They all died, and they all left. ”

"'Old friends', one by one, are gone, but I'm still there."

"All the efforts I have made are for this goal, and there is no name in history."

"Don't you want to see any big changes?"

"But the big change is near, can you really resolve it?"

Yun Chongbo sat quietly, with a very respectful attitude, but with enough self-respect.

"Yuntai Mountain will enter the customs sooner or later, and the blood of my Taiping Dao will not flow out in vain, Shaojing has been abolished...... Between his two sons, there may not be a repeat of the events of the previous generation. ”

"After all."

Speaking like a prophecy, Yun Chongbo said: "The Zhao family in Kaijing is most famous for their brothers killing each other. ”

"Undead, you're talking about your two brothers."

"yes."

Actually laughing, Yun Chongbo said: "In this way, it is even more inevitable for brothers to kill each other, if you don't intervene in the Dragon King, my brother may already have one less." ”

"O ...... the undead"

His expression became more serious and a little gloomy, and Ao Fuqi said: "You really don't have any feelings for your father?" ”

His expression was also gloomy, Yun Chongbo pondered for a moment, but said: "Dragon King, you probably don't know that when I was in Qingzhou, there was a time when I was in a book club. ”

“…… I know, Xiao Hua Xuan. ”

"Well, that's not the point...... Actually, there are some normal books in Xiaohuaxuan, no, I mean, not every Xiaohuaxuan has those books! ”

What affected Yun Chongbo was a book called "The Orphan of Zhao".

"I've heard this story...... The Zhao family was wiped out, and the orphans grew up with someone else's identity, and finally took revenge? ”

"No, Dragon King, no."

What moved Yun Chongbo was another version rewritten by someone else, in which, the orphan was also raised by his enemies, and was also considered a righteous son, and he also knew the truth in the end.

The men who were loyal to the orphan's father also rushed in with fire and swords, and blood flowed all over the ground.

But the difference is that the orphan did not participate, he refused to participate, he wandered alone and desperately, looking at the sky, helplessly outstretching his hands.

"I had a house, and you took him away, and I had a father, and you killed him...... I don't admit it! ”

"Immortal, you ......"

"Dragon King, please continue to listen to me."

Unceremoniously interrupted Ao Fuqi's words, Yun Chongbo said: "At that time, I didn't know that it would happen that I was also a 'Zhao orphan'. ”

"At that time, I was thinking about the relationship between me and the undead."

Looking at Ao Fuqi, Yun Chongbo added very clearly: "The relationship between me'Yun Chongbo' and 'The Immortal Crossing the Sea'. ”

“…… Identity. ”

Showing a sudden realization, Ao Fuqi sat a little straighter, but his face did not expand, but became significantly more gloomy and worried.

"Yes, that's recognition."

"Being born as an 'immortal', that's not my responsibility, the loyalty and dedication of the Taiping Daoists are against the 'immortal', not against the 'cloud chongbo', if I don't want to be an 'immortal', these things shouldn't be returned by me."

“…… But, you do. ”

Ao Fuqi's voice was low, and there was even obvious regret in it, looking at him, Yun Chongbo replied very firmly.

"Yes, I do."

"What a pity......"

Suddenly grabbing two handfuls of snow and rubbing them vigorously on his face, Ao Fuqi said indistinctly: "Immortal, if you are willing to identify with your identity as 'after the abolition of the crown prince', I can even break the tradition and support you to go back and take everything you deserve...... Wouldn't it be great if you could take your identification with the 'Imperial Throne' to heart, and just convince the Taipings that you identify with the 'Taiping'? ”

“…… But I can't, Dragon King. ”

With a calm expression, Yun Chongbo said: "If I hadn't thought about it in Qingzhou, I wouldn't have known what I would have been like when I was on Yangdun Mountain." ”

“…… But you are different, but iron is steel. ”

Sighing, Ao Fuqi put his thick hands back on his sides and said, "So, Yangdun Mountain for a while, it is just an opportunity for you, a chance to divide the imperial army lineup, and an opportunity for you to better integrate into the world with Taiping Dao...... The undead, I'm kind of understandable. ”

"The great changes that have not been seen in 4,000 years may really come because of you, and if that happens, he who brought about this change at the end of his life will definitely leave a name in the history books."

"But, the immortal, I also said, my greatest wish is to be 'nameless'."

"So, Dragon King."

Standing up steadily, bowing politely, Yun Chongbo said, "Let's fight." ”

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It was nearly noon, but when I looked up, I saw snowflakes falling, and I couldn't see the sun that should have moved overhead.

Xiao Wenshuang was very anxious.

According to the original plan, Yun Chongbo would fight against Ao Fuqi, but he had just achieved a breakthrough, and he only had the ninth-level primary strength, so of course he couldn't expect victory.

But when he was delaying time in front of him, Chen Guosan, who was in good shape, could try to help Xiao He and the others make a breakthrough, and at that time, as many as three ninth-level powerhouses would attack Ao Fuqi, even if they still couldn't win, they were also expected to end this matter peacefully.

But Chen Guosan just held the golden silkworm in his hand and did nothing.

"Real people, if ......"

After hesitating, she and He Lingbing still spoke one after another, with the same meaning, if Chen Guosan couldn't help the two of them break through in a short period of time, then the two still wanted to ask for their lives to participate in the battle outside, no matter how big or small the role was, it was better than letting Yun Chongbo fight the dragon that had lived in the East China Sea for decades.

"You don't have to go."

Waving his hand to stop the second girl's movements, Chen Guosan said lightly: "Damn it, you have to die after all." ”

"Real person, what do you mean?!"

Xiao Wenshuang's voice was so sharp that it was piercing, and He Lingbing was also at a loss, but he saw Chen Guosan flicking his sleeves, and the two lines of fire rushed straight to the mountains and rocks on both sides.

"Xiao Wenshuang, He Lingbing, you are all my most loyal disciples of Taiping Dao...... In the Qingzhou Change, you were able to enter the torrent of time like the undead and watch those thousand-year-old events...... Have you ever wondered why?! ”

In the silence, the sound of roaring came from afar, it was a great power that only the Dragon Fist could exert, but occasionally there were miscellaneous sounds, showing that Yun Chongbo was still supporting.

"It's more than a lily, it's rare."

Squinting his eyes and looking at the sky outside, Chen Guosan muttered: "However, it won't be too long, at most twenty more, the immortal should die, and then, this plan that has been brewing for thousands of years can finally be completed......"

"Real people?!"

Ignoring the frost at all, Chen Guosan suddenly clapped his hands, pointed to the cliff, and said, "The reason is here!" ”

The mountain stone fell, revealing the mezzanine that had been concealed before, and at the beginning, what caught the eyes of the two people was the word "ice" and "frost" that was as big as a bucket, but as the flames burned deeply, they gradually saw that it was actually two wild grasses like wind and rain.

…… On the left, it is "It is already a cliff with ice." On the right, it is "Ten Thousand Kinds of Frost Heavenly Competition"!

"This is a deployment made by the immortal Chang Geng himself after receiving the revelation, thousands of years before and after...... Its purpose is to make a radical change in our Taiping Dao. ”

“…… One, great change. ”

"Don't speak, close your eyes, feel your mood, feel your changes, feel the power that should flow into you, that god-like power......"

Looking at the second daughter who was at a loss, Chen Guosan smiled and said, "...... Feel the process of becoming an 'immortal'. ”

Taiping Ji Volume 27, End!

…… Whew, that's it for now.

To this place, everyone should see it very clearly, this is what has not been written since Yuqing's first appearance, this is a dark line that has always been in the Taiping Dao, or a faction of forces, they want to take everything into their own hands, in the hands of those who have never been abroad, who have never been immortals, and who have come out of the fields, from the mines, from the big soldiers and handicraft apprentices.

As a protagonist, it is of course very unpleasant to encounter this kind of thing, but.

But.

However, I have never believed that there is a revolution in the world that can succeed with only 28 Bolsheviks, and the dentist of the United States is not destined to lead a government that is in the interests of Libya in the first place.

Yuqing, or Li Zixun, what he inherited was a inheritance in the Taiping Road since Chang Gung, and Chang Gung denied himself and the feasibility of "divine power" in his last days.

So he trapped the other heavenly soldiers and couldn't be reincarnated, so he tried to keep Chongbo in the fifth place in the world forever.

He pinned his hopes on the loyal warriors who grew up in the Taiping Dao, not those demigods who were halfway out of the house and had a mysterious aura.

Together with his ego, he denied the plan, which circulated for thousands of years, and was finally completed in the hands of Chen Guosan and Li Zixun.

Decode the characteristics of the undead, abandon those ethereal "divinities", and only focus on their magnet-like talent for absorbing and mastering power, and copy it to cultivate artificial "immortals", or artificial "strongest".

In Chang Gung's mind, the future Taiping Dao should give up the "worship" of the immortals, including himself, and instead take the "understanding" and "recognition" of Taiping as the cornerstone to build the cause of Taiping Dao.

There has never been a savior, nor does it depend on the immortal emperor, and it is all up to us to create happiness in the future.

This plan is aimed at the "undead", not "Yun Chongbo", but since Xiaobo is the protagonist of this book, he has no choice but to bow to this meeting.

As for how many friends will scold you if you write it like this, or how many black votes will you get...... Frankly, I don't care.

I write books, first of all, to make myself happy, if I can make everyone happy at the same time, of course, it is the best, but if I can't make myself happy in order to make everyone happy...... Don't even think about it.

When reading online books, the most uncomfortable thing for me is to see some authors who like it very much suddenly say at the end of the chapter, "Since everyone doesn't like this place, then the progress will be accelerated below"; "A new copy will be opened tomorrow, everyone will give comments, if you don't like it, I will write less about this type in the future"...... Wait, wait.

Of course, each is planning for Daoliang, I actually talk like this in fact standing and talking nonsense without back pain, when our family was earning wages, we said things against our will, and did things against our hearts, which must be much more than this.

However, since our family is lucky enough to eat without writing books, why bother to suffer in a place where we can be comfortable?

The red tickets are flying and the black tickets are chasing each other, which makes me unhappy...... This kind of thing is impossible!

Above, the end of the postscript.