"Shura Temple?" Looking at the eaves and arches in front of him, the hall with extraordinary magnificence, Fu Hanqing read out the three words on the plaque.

"Yes, the Shura Palace, the abode of the Shura King, although it has never had a master since it was built." Yaoguang explained with a chuckle, led Fu Hanqing to approach quickly, and explained carefully, "I teach the eight kings to be respected, and all kings have residences, but only the residence of the Shura King, and there has never been a master to interpret it, because since the first generation of the sect master, the blood Shura Di Fei, the position of the Shura King has been vacant, and the Shura Hall has changed from the residence of the living to the tomb of the dead." ”

As he spoke, he had reached the front of the hall, Bi Luo and Xiao Shu pushed open the heavy temple door left and right, and the dull sound of gold and stone came, and this tall temple door seemed to be made of metal, which was extremely heavy.

The hall was empty and silent, and it was dark.

Yaoguang slowly led Fu Hanqing into the hall: "The Outer Heaven is the forbidden land of the world, and the Nine Heavens is the forbidden land of the Outer Heavens, but only this Shura Hall is the highest forbidden place of my Divine Sect." No one but the kings can take a step, not even the kings of us will not easily enter this place for no reason, because this is the resting place of the masters of the past generations. ”

This hall is surprisingly deep and wide, and everyone keeps walking inside, except for Yaoguang's soft explanation, there is only the sound of empty footsteps, one after another.

The temple is too large, and the aisle is too deep, which makes people unconsciously feel a deep chill.

Just when this inexplicable cold invaded his heart, Di Jiu lit up the fire fold, and in the faint light of the fire, a huge and hideous statue stood tall in front of him. The statue of the god has six arms and three heads, one pointing to the sky, one pointing to the earth, and the other four hands pointing to the four directions of the east, south, north, west, and north, with three heads, and the face is exactly the same, all of which are extremely hideous and terrifying. However, it is obviously exactly the same, and the facial features that should be hideous and terrifying give people completely different feelings because of their different expressions. A face looking into the distance, with no sadness or joy on the face, indifferent like ice water, but at first sight, there is no sadness and gloom in the heart, and it is impossible to hold itself. One face is angry, awe-inspiring, King Kong angry, majestic and compelling, so that people can not help but withdraw three steps at first sight, frightened in their hearts, the other face, but extremely sad and painful, extremely bitter and extremely sad, obviously hideous and terrible facial features, can express the greatest pain and sorrow in the world, that is, irrelevant people, occasionally at a glance, will suddenly recall the most sad and desolate things in life, from the sadness comes from it.

In the darkness, the strange face of the god statue trembled slightly under the light and fire, and Di Jiu stared up for a long time, as if he was also affected by this invisible slaughter and coldness.

Biluo said softly: "Not long after you ascended to the throne of the Heavenly King, it should be the first time you have come here." ”

Di Jiu looked at the statue for a long time: "Yes, I also heard the Dragon King mention these allusions to me two days ago, and I only knew that these sects are secret. ”

He looked at the statue for a long time, and unconsciously exclaimed gently: "It's really a magic work, obviously it is the same facial features, the same face, but the form of the god is not similar at all. ”

"When the first Ming King referred to the description of the appearance of the god Shura in many legends, he recruited all the skilled craftsmen in the world, as well as the best painters, and spent ten years to produce this Shura statue, which is naturally extraordinary." Xiao Shu said lightly, "Everyone says that our first generation of sect leaders is strange people, I think that the first generation of Ming Wang is a strange person, the first generation of sect masters founded the Shura Sect, so that the Shura Sect survived under the encirclement and suppression of the world, but the first generation of Ming Wang, but let the Shura Sect continue to exist and gradually grow. Of course, in our sect, all those inexplicable rules were handed down by him, and he spent so much manpower and material resources to carve statues of gods and build death palaces for King Shura, I really don't know what it was for? In order to ensure that the last words of the original sect leader can be passed down forever, and even came up with such tricky rules to limit the power of kings and sect leaders, this person is really a monster. ”

Yaoguang let go of Fu Hanqing with a smile, and knelt down in one of the five futons in front of the divine elephant, Mo Li, Xiao Hurt, and Biluo also knelt down, Di Jiu hesitated for a moment, and finally knelt down as well.

Yaoguang raised his head and smiled at Fu Hanqing: "The biggest reason why our kings don't come here often is because of this, the mechanism here must be opened by at least five people who kneel together three times." ”

Xiao Shen muttered beside him: "It's really the most hateful mechanism in the world, one day, I'm going to smash it." ”

Look at it again, Biluo, Xiao Injury, and Di Jiu, their expressions are not good-looking.

It can be seen that these lawless demon sect kings are extremely unhappy about kneeling.

Mo Li smiled reluctantly: "You don't have to be unhappy, after all, this is our ancestor, grandmaster, just give him a little respect." At that moment, the leader bowed, and the other four had to follow in the same way.

The five of them bowed three times in front of the idol, and the huge idol actually slid away silently, revealing a small passage that only allowed one person to pass through, and a wisp of cold air from the passage hit outward.

Fu Hanqing walked into a small passage under the guidance of the five people, and walked a long, long road, the cold air, pouring skin and bones, everyone had to luck internal force to protect themselves, fortunately, Fu Hanqing could not do anything else, the internal strength was the real first in the world, so he was from beginning to end, as if nothing happened.

At the end of the walkway, there is a world of ice, and countless ice blocks shimmer dazzlingly.

And in the middle of a few large long ice cubes, in the transparent ice body, there is obviously a faint human body.

Di Jiu's eyes flickered faintly when he came here for the first time, and even his voice was slightly uncalm: "I taught the sect masters of the past dynasties, all here?" ”

"Yes, all here?" Biluo's cold voice sounded in the countless cold ice: "The first generation of sect leader Di Fei died, and the first generation of the Ming King used cold ice to save his body, and transported the huge ice cubes with fast horses every day. Later, I learned that there is a cold jade ice coffin on the distant whale watching island in the East China Sea, which can preserve the body and will not be destroyed for 10,000 years. He sent an army, spent countless manpower, material and financial resources, traveled to the East China Sea, and after three years of war, he killed and injured countless people, and captured this coffin. This coffin looks no different from ordinary ice cubes, but when the body is placed in it, it will never be destroyed. Therefore, seven hundred years later, the body of the first sect leader has not changed in the slightest as it was when he died. And since then, each generation of sect masters will deliberately leave a will and save their corpses with ice, but the ice is not as magical as the cold jade ice coffin, if the temperature is high, it will melt. Therefore, since then, the head altar of my sect has always chosen a place of extreme cold wind and snow, in order to preserve the corpse. Later, Di Jing also sent people to detect a cold pool that has not been encountered for thousands of years, and built an ice room on top of this cold pool, so that the main altar could be successfully moved here. ”

Di Jiu strode forward, stopping in front of each of the ice coffins, eager to stare at the people in the coffins.

Hundreds of years of time pass like water, those legends, amazing characters, those who cast the legend of the peerless, suddenly, all in front of them, how can this not make people excited, not to mention that as the heir of the king of heaven was cultivated Di Jiu, the appearance is the same as these legendary people, sometimes looking at the people in the coffin, as if looking in the mirror, this extremely magical, very strange feeling makes Di Jiu, who has always been as cold as ice, also does not feel excited, it turns out that the legend can be so close to himself, or, in fact, You can become such a legend yourself.

Compared with Di Jiu's excitement, Fu Hanqing's reaction was a little strange. He just muttered: "It turns out that there is such a place in the outer heavens, and no one has told me before?" ”

"You've only been here for a few days, how can you tell you this kind of thing that no one will know except for the Eight Kings?" Yaoguang said nonchalantly, "Aren't you curious? Here are the most legendary people in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years. Won't you even go up and have a look? ”

Xiao Shu also smiled: "Speaking of which, the Jasper Ice Coffin looks exactly the same as an ordinary ice cube, can you tell which one is the Jasper Ice Coffin?" ”

Fu Hanqing walked over without saying a word, and when he arrived at a coffin, he seemed to just glance at it casually, and walked towards the next ice coffin almost without stopping, and only stopped suddenly when he reached the fourth ice coffin: "This is it." ”

Xiao hurt and screamed, Yaoguang sighed softly, Biluo's expression moved slightly, and Mo Li's eyes showed a stunned look.

Still Yaoguang couldn't help it: "You, how can you see it, when each of us came in for the first time, we tried our best to distinguish between them, but we couldn't find which one was Jasper Hanbing, how did you find it all at once?" ”

Fu Hanqing lowered his head and stared at the face that was forever sealed in the cold ice of jasper, until Yaoguang asked three or four words, and then said softly: "I recognize him." ”

He knew him, even if 700 years had passed.

He knew him, even though he had been thirty years old when he had never died, and now he was fifty years old when he was sealed in ice.

He recognized him, even if every person in the coffin around him had the same face, he still recognized him.

Yao said angrily: "You know him, of course you recognize him." There are still images of him hanging in the main hall in our sect, our Heavenly King, and the shadow guards, all of whom look like him, how can you not recognize him? However, don't the other people in the ice coffin all look the same? Although the first sect leader was very old when he died, he was only middle-aged. I teach other sect masters, when they die, most of them are also middle-aged, and it is generally difficult to tell who they are by age, and how do you see it? ”

Fu Hanqing didn't answer, he just quietly looked down at the ice coffin.

The man in the ice, his eyes closed, looked surprisingly serene, and there seemed to be a faint smile on his lips.

He...... Dead!

Seven hundred years, as if it never existed, that person had smiled, had been angry, had stared at him, had shook his head helplessly, had scolded him with a smile: "You idiot." "It's because his mental power is too strong, so his memory is incomparable. The effort to save people by the river when he was a child, and his eyes when he was surprised in the garden when he was a teenager, so his anger and cruelty, his former gentleness and smile, every scene, every moment, in fact, have never been forgotten. I also remember that the peach blossoms were brilliant at that time, the water was clear, and the man made a promise to him, and after that, his flesh and blood turned into mud, and he saw the man in the place separated by a wall, smiling, talking, drinking, playing chess, he knew the pain, but he didn't know why people could say words and didn't count.

Seven hundred years suddenly became infinitely long, infinitely far, infinitely existent, and insurmountable, and it was not until this moment that he clearly realized that it had really been seven hundred years. Seven hundred years, for him, it was only a few sleeps, but it was a few lives, but the man had been dead for seven hundred years. If it weren't for the jasper ice, the corpse would have turned into dust and mud and ashes, even if it was protected by jasper and ice, the smile and peace of mind would only be frozen forever at the moment of passing, and there would be no change, and the cold and stiff body would only remain forever at the moment of death, and would never move again. It turns out that he is dead. Since that year, he has been in the world again, circulating in the sixth life, and he has never thought of inquiring about it, and the blood cultivator Di Fei seven hundred years ago has never asked him or mentioned him to anyone. It wasn't until this moment, when I saw his body with my own eyes, that I clearly felt that it had been seven hundred years, and I really knew that he was real and dead.

Fu Hanqing stood quietly and stared quietly, Yaoguang seemed to ask something, but he didn't hear clearly.

Was he smiling when he died? When he dies, his heart should be happy, right? Will he be happy after I die? Have you ever lived happily with Bai Jinghong?

Zhang Minxin said, I'm just a supporting role.

In all stories, after the supporting characters who get in the way die, the protagonists can live happily ever after.

It must be like this, because I have been happy, so when I die, I can smile peacefully.

Han didn't understand anything back then, and did a lot of stupid things, right? Fu Hanqing smiled lightly, now he understands a lot of people's sophistication, knows that not everyone can keep the promise to the end, and knows that people will always divide their relatives from far and near when they do things, so that person handed him over to Bai Jinghong back then, and that person didn't keep his word in the end, it seems to be very normal and can be forgiven, right?

Yaoguang asked several times, but saw that he didn't answer, just looked directly at the ice coffin, and shut his mouth stupidly, that's it, normal people will be shocked when they come here, and they will stare at those legendary characters in a daze, after all, it is the ancestor in our sect, and the people who have become gods and demons in the legends of the rivers and lakes, I just happened to guess it.

Bi Luo has been looking at Fu Hanqing with scrutinizing eyes, "Speaking of which, the first generation of the sect leader is really a very strange person, not only has many incredible battles, but now it has been rumored to be a miracle, and even the last words of his death are very strange, the next generation of the sect leader he designated, is actually a person with a Chinese character in his name, a very lazy personality, clear eyes and promises." But where that person is and when he will appear, the sect leader did not say, only said that no matter how many years have passed, as long as someone who meets this condition appears, that person will be the next generation of sect leaders. ”

This sentence, she said very lightly and calmly, but in fact, it was secretly sent out by internal force, like thunder, like a needle, and sent directly into Fu Hanqing's ears, every word, extremely clear and shocking.

Even Fu Hanqing, who was a little distracted, was startled, raised his head, and finally showed a trace of confusion in his eyes: "No one has ever told me about this." ”

The author's nonsense dividing line****************************

Yesterday suddenly had a severe cold attack, and helped the family to move things, busy until more than four o'clock in the afternoon to go home, fatigue and cold, together with the attack, headache splitting, hands and feet soreness and weakness, can not sit still.

Turn on the computer, look at the machine, and you can't write a word at all. In the end, I couldn't hold it anymore, so I had to change a chapter of reader comments. Then I climbed into bed and slept until ten o'clock this morning.

Fortunately, by the afternoon, it had gradually improved a lot, and I had the strength to update this chapter.

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