After Fan Xian came to this world, from the time he was still a little baby, he began to learn the nameless skills that are said to be left to him by his mother, which is a thin book with yellow sè pages, and the skills are divided into two volumes, Wuzhu once said to him, the upper volume is called domineering, what about the next volume?

Only an irresponsible male nanny like Wuzhu would hold this dangerous trick around a baby so casually, and only a monster like Fan Xian would start practicing when he couldn't even run.

Fan Xian took a nap, then took a nap, sixteen years of napping, is sixteen years of meditation, because of greed for life and fear of death, so the perseverance is amazing, even after entering Beijing, the practice has not been a little slack. After twenty years of hard work, he has become so familiar with the nameless techniques of the upper and lower volumes that he has stopped reading since he was three years old, and all of them are deeply imprinted in his mind.

At the age of twelve, after hitting the top with five bamboos and a stick, he broke the pass of domineering skills, and then through the life and death struggle in the following years, the meridians in the Kyoto alley behind the hanging temple were all broken.

Now he is one of the youngest Jiupin masters in the world, but he knows that he is not a genius like Haitang and Wang Shisanlang, he just has a little different meridians in his body, and he has paid time and strength that others cannot pay.

However, he still didn't have anything to do about the second half of the Nameless Technique, because the True Qi Hammer Cultivation Method in the second half of the book, as well as the trajectory, seemed so weird, not to mention the normal people in the world, even he, a little monster with thick meridians and a difference, had no way to get started at all.

Yes, there is a treasure mountain in the air, but he can't even find the way up the mountain, because the clear light on the mountain is attracting him, but if he wants to climb the mountain, he has to be forced to dig this up, who can do it?

If the domineering true qi needs to be supported by the vast meridians, then what is needed in the second half of the book is even more terrifying. Whenever Fan Xian made no progress in his cultivation and was extremely disappointed, he occasionally thought that unless there were no meridians in the whole person's body, or to put it another way, a person's body had all the meridians in his body and scattered between the limbs of the king's intestines, he could practice the second half of the volume.

For many years, Fan Xian has been troubled by this problem, there is no way to find any possibility of a breakthrough, Uncle Wuzhu has not practiced true qi, Jiang Nanshi occasionally said a few words vaguely with Haitang, but Haitang just shook his head, because this kind of true qi method requires a person without meridians, which is obviously a joke.

A person without meridians is undoubtedly a dead person, so during this year, Fan Xian gradually faded the idea of practicing the second half of the nameless technique, if it weren't for what Uncle Wuzhu said many years ago, someone had practiced this technique, I was afraid that Fan Xian would think that the second half of the book was used by the sages to harm people's horror and laughter.

However, today, outside the curtain of the Hanguang Palace, Fan Xian clearly and with great shock felt that kind of realm, the kind of realm that he had never reached, or even seen, seeped out from behind the curtain and attacked his heart.

If the domineering true qi is a mountain-opening axe, then the breath in the curtain is like an electric blade held by the gods, and the breath is more pure, mediocre and peaceful, dignified and upright, and it is unexpected, diffusing between heaven and earth, making people feel a sense of worship.

Fan Xian knew that he would not admit his mistake, because this kind of aura and the domineering true qi in his body definitely came from the same source, but the realm was a few levels higher - when a realm that had been searching up and down for more than ten years and couldn't understand it suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, his body stiffened and fell into some kind of excitement that could not be carefully observed.

In addition to the excitement, he even felt a little scared.

............ His Majesty the Emperor lifted the curtain and walked out, glanced at everyone, and said softly: "The Queen Mother is tired, you go and wait outside the palace." ”

Everyone didn't know what His Majesty wanted to explain, so they bowed down to accept the order, but Fan Xian was still standing in place a little dazed, half-bowing his head, looking at His Majesty's dragon robe in a daze.

The corners of the emperor's lips curled slightly, and he smiled, knowing what his son had noticed, the style of that finger, if it weren't for this kid who had practiced domineering skills since childhood, where could others have such a deep understanding and such a strong shock.

Fan Xian's stunned appearance at this time was actually mostly pretended, but he knew that in front of His Majesty, it was impossible to hide the horror in his heart, so he simply let go of his heart and naturally revealed the thoughts in his mind.

His Majesty is the Great Grandmaster, and after practicing the second half of the volume, Fan Xian knew that His Majesty knew that he could know, so he had to show his shock and panic.

The emperor looked at him, and after a while, he said slowly: "You go to the East Palace and wait for me, if you have anything to say, you will talk about it later." ”

Fan Xian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, smiled slightly, and withdrew from the Hanguang Hall after bowing. The hall was repeated and quiet at this time, except for the queen mother who was lying on the bed and couldn't say a word, and the queen mother, who had reached the end of her life, and the emperor who was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.

The emperor sat silently beside the Queen Mother, gently holding her hand in the palm of his hand, looking down and thinking about the previous scene, the child should have known and guessed. The emperor was not prepared to continue to hide these things from Fan Xian, after all, after the battle of Dadongshan, there was no need to continue to conceal them, and except for Fan Xian, no one should be able to detect the special skills of the emperor's cultivation.

Thinking of Fan Xian's shocked expression before, the emperor's face softened, and he secretly thought that he had suffered him all these years, and he had to make up for him, but about this trick, he was afraid that he wanted to make amends, and Fan Xian had no way to accept it.

Glancing at the Queen Mother again, the emperor's face was a little gloomy, just as Fan Xian guessed, the Great Grandmaster had no way to detect the slightest changes in the old man's body, and the pressure box medicine that Fei Jie solemnly delivered really had its own wonder.

The emperor sat on the edge of the bed like this, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth and said softly: "Mother, my son has a lot to say to you, and a lot of glory to share with you......"

His hand gently held the hand of the Queen Mother, his body was not very upright, but a little shrunken, Ren is the most ruthless person in the world, watching his biological mother gradually pass away, I am afraid that there will be a little unease and sadness in my heart.

The faint veil fluttered in the Hanguang Hall in early autumn, the emperor's face became whiter and whiter, the hand holding the queen mother became tighter and tighter, and a large amount of pure and royal true qi kept pouring into the queen mother's body.

Maybe it's the realm of the great grandmaster, it can really slow down the pace of death, maybe it's that when anyone is dying, there will be a moment of returning to the light, the queen mother's eyes trembled slightly, her eyeballs moved a little, and she seemed to be about to open her eyes and wake up, but she was always ...... Failure to open eyes.

The emperor knew that this was the last time his mother could hear the voice, his body felt a cold, and he knelt beside the bed in an orderly manner, holding his mother's old hand with both hands, put his lips to the queen mother's ear, and said: "Mother, the child did not disappoint you, the bitter lotus and the Sigu sword are dead, this world, after all, will be the world of Daqing......"

Like a child, the emperor reluctantly reluctantly recounted what had happened in the Empress Dowager's ear, and even told the secret that he was the great grandmaster, just like a child happily telling his mother that he had scored a perfect score in today's exam.

Because he knew that the queen mother only had a very short time, he wanted her to go happier.

However, at the end of his deathbed farewell, the emperor's face suddenly became a little heavy, as if he was thinking about some very important issues, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally made up his mind and said in the ear of the queen mother: "Queen Mother, twenty years ago, I listened to you, and twenty years later, I decided to listen to my own ...... Anzhi is a good child. ”

The Queen Mother, whose life was gradually extinguished and her aging body was as weak as wood, didn't know if she had heard this sentence and understood the shocking news contained in this sentence, but the old Queen Mother's body suddenly stiffened.

The emperor frowned and turned his eyes to his mother's face.

The Queen Mother opened her eyes suddenly!

However, she desperately made a sound in her throat, but she couldn't say a voice because of the relaxation of her vocal cords, and the last burst of power in life still couldn't let her break through the energy and drug effect of life itself, and finally just turned into infinite resentment, remorse, and unwillingness in her eyes!

............ Fan Xian walked into the East Palace, preparing in advance for the arrival of His Majesty, he knew that the next scene that would happen was undoubtedly a fratricidal drama between father and son that was not uncommon in the history of the thousand-year-old continent, and his mood couldn't help but be a little cold, not only because of Li Chengqian's fate over the years, but also because of the facts he had learned in the Hanguang Palace and the last words of the emperor.

"Something to say later. ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of his lips, it turned out that Emperor Lao Tzu was the one who had practiced the nameless skill before him, it turned out that he was the most mysterious grandmaster in the palace, no wonder he was able to come back alive from Dadong Mountain, no wonder he couldn't see Gonggong Hong in the team returning to Beijing.

It seems that Hong Sizhen's signboard has completed his historical mission, with the dignity of the emperor and the strength of the great grandmaster, on the top of Dadong Mountain, from the horn of the prey to the hunter, plus Ye Liuyun, no wonder Sigu Sword and Bitter Lotus will end up like this.

He sighed, his mood was a little gloomy, and once again confirmed the cold-blooded ruthlessness of the emperor's majesty, thinking that his meridians were shattered that year, and he almost died, at least he was also a complete mourner, the emperor had sent Gonggong Hong into the Fan Mansion to check on the injury, with the strength of his great grandmaster, how could he not know what was going on? Especially since he himself was also a person who practiced nameless skills...... If there is someone in the world who can break the side effects of the domineering technique, there is only the emperor, but he has never said anything, if it is not for the help of Haitang, I am afraid that at this time, he will only be paralyzed in the hospital bed and will not be able to afford it for the rest of his life - thinking of this, Fan Xian's heart is two points colder.

............ "Father returned to the palace safely, it seems that you are not in a good mood. The crown prince Li Chengqian, sitting behind a clean table, looked at him with a gentle smile, and took a sip of the slightly cold residual tea, which seemed to be enjoying the last time in the world.

Fan Xian smiled reluctantly, always feeling that he seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere, as if all the enemies could guess it, and his mood was a little bad.

"Your Majesty will be there later. Fan Xian looked at Li Chengqian's eyes.

Li Chengqian did not flinch in the slightest, the matter has come to this day, he no longer has any other thoughts, a few rì seclusion, enough for him to think clearly about many issues, especially the successive deaths of the queen mother and aunt, so that his mood is as clear as a cold pool.

"Everybody is going to die. The queen mother died, and the aunt died. Li Chengqian slowly put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Fan Xian and said, "My father will always die in the future, it's just a matter of priority." ”

Fan Xian thought for a while and said softly, "The second child is also dead." ”

Li Chengqian lowered his head, he was confined to the deep palace, and he didn't know what was going on in these few days, so he immediately raised his head and said with a complicated expression: "I have been fighting with him for so many years, but I didn't expect to fight for death in the end." ”

"Let's die first, go first. Li Chengqian looked at Fan Xian and said, "Then wait for you." ”

Fan Xian laughed at himself, knowing that they had each other's pride, and said gently: "Then you have to grab a good position for me." ”

Li Chengqian waved his hand very chic and said: "When people are alive, they can be as lively as possible, but death is a lonely thing, and of course you have to grab your own position." ”

Fan Xian was slightly stunned, and thought of a sentence in his heart: "livetogether, diealone." When I saw this sentence in my previous life, I always felt that it was difficult to express the hidden meaning in Chinese, and recently I watched the successive deaths of countless people, and heard Li Chengqian's words, only to understand that this sentence was just a superposition of countless realities.

At this moment, Fan Xian's heart suddenly tightened, he didn't know that the Queen Mother in the Hanguang Hall had opened her eyes, but he was subconsciously afraid to look there, if the Queen Mother really woke up, he was only afraid that he would be unlucky.

This is the fear from his heart, no matter who he is facing in previous years, he has never been really afraid, but now he knows that His Majesty the Emperor is a great grandmaster, a person, stepping on the two peaks of the martial arts realm and secular power, what is the difference between that and the gods who have descended into the mortal world?

Immediately afterwards, the bell in the palace buzzed, ringing all around, Fan Xian lowered his head and silently counted the number of bells, confirmed the death of the Queen Mother, his mood relaxed a little, and then became empty again, Li Chengqian, who was opposite him, had completely different news, and heard that the Queen Mother who loved him the most was also so lonely and left, his face was a little pale, and he said to Fan Xian in a trembling voice: "No need to send." ”

Fan Xian waved his hand calmly and said, "Go on the road with peace of mind." ”

............ Li Chengqian's sentence is not entirely correct, death is indeed the loneliest thing in the world, but before death, it is often the most lively time in the world. The old man awaits death in bed, while his relatives and younger generations gather around the bedside, chattering incessantly, so tiresome that life is boring.

The same is true of the East Palace today, Fan Xian waited outside the palace, and after a long time, he heard the dense footsteps, and His Majesty the Emperor came to the East Palace surrounded by many people, and then entered alone.

Li Chengqian did not stand up to greet his father, nor did he hate the excitement before his death at this time, he rejected Fan Xian's adventurous suggestion, did not want to go to the ends of the earth to hide his life, and did not commit suicide by taking poison before the emperor came back like the second child, because he had a lot of things to say to his father. He wants to vent the resentment in his heart for 20 years, and if he can't express it all, he is afraid that he will become a resentful ghost after death.

"How would this paragraph be described in the history books?" Li Chengqian looked at his father and the most powerful king in history, without a trace of fear.

People are not afraid of death, so they are no longer afraid of anything, and the prince, who has made great progress in the past two years, said very directly: "I am waiting for you to come back, just to know if you really don't care about anything." ”

Emperor Qingguo, dressed in civilian clothes, looked at his son quietly and said: "History books have always been written by the victors, and ...... Do you think I still have something to be sorry for you?"

The prince sat behind the net, frowned and thought for a long time, then smiled and shook his head: "Of course not, the queen mother is weak, but you still made me the prince and let me sit in this position for so many years, of course you are worthy of me." ”

This is not true, because there is a strong sense of ridicule in it, which is fully revealed.

The emperor said indifferently: "Don't learn from the cowardice and sour words of women's Taoism. ”

"Cowardice? That's what you forced, you're so glamorous, no one dares to snatch your brilliance. The prince closed his eyes and said stubbornly: "I've been thinking about a question, since you never thought about passing on your power to the next generation, why do you want to make me the prince?"

The emperor's face was unusually calm, staring at him and saying slowly: "Cheng Qian, you have disappointed me very much. I've been honing you all these years, for what?"

Li Chengqian suddenly opened his eyes and said sarcastically: "I'm not a knife, it will break if I sharpen it too much." ”