Chapter 32: The Death of Xiaotian
Li An didn't know how the dense qi above his head was formed, since he entered the late stage of the Sanhua Realm, this dense qi continued to grow, and until now Li An did not feel saturated.
"I should be the first one to eat Zengqi Dan as jelly beans." Ang Lee muttered to himself. A jar next to him was filled with white pills, roughly looking like there should be fifty or sixty pills.
Li An grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth, but he felt like eating Mai Lisu.
The day passed in a hurry, and no one came to disturb his meditation, and Zeng Qi Dan also saw the bottom unconsciously.
The next day, as soon as the sun fell on the Yin Mountain, a servant of the Xiao family hurried up the mountain.
Li An had just finished his practice, and the aura above his head was a little bigger. Xiao Er walked in with a washbasin, and after a simple scrub, Li An was just about to rest when he heard the voice of the servants of the Xiao family outside the small courtyard begging to see him.
"What?" Li An stretched and said casually.
"The head of the family ordered me to send a secret letter, please check it with the Taoist chief." The servant handed over the secret message.
Li An was confused, he didn't remember telling the Xiao family what to do. opened the envelope and looked at the contents of Li An for a moment, but he didn't expect Xiao Chenghe's mind to be so delicate.
Xiao Chenghei presented, and the things that the Taoist chief was thinking about already had some eyebrows. Bai Hongyi had been to Flying Fish City before preaching, but he didn't know who he had contact with. Half a month ago, he came back again, and this time there was also a person from the mountain gate. However, on both occasions when he returned to the city, he passed through the door and did not enter. “
"I sorted out Bai Hongyi's itinerary for nearly half a year and found an interesting phenomenon. His trajectory has been intertwined with that of the Taoist in recent times. On the day of the burial of the ancestor of the Luo family, he was near Yinshan. Then the Chen family met with him. “
"I heard that he has been paying attention to the Taoist for a long time, and it seems that he has a plan for a long time. I deduced from this that the person who instigated Luo Chong was Bai Hongyi, and he looked at it for a long time. “
After reading it, Li An couldn't help but sigh at Xiao Chenghei's ability to do things, no wonder Xiao Tian said that he was the master of Zhongxing.
"Go back and tell the master of the Xiao family that the way of Zhongxing lies in cooperation. Small and scattered will be extinguished, and small and gathered will be strong. I've pulled the strings, and it's up to you how you do it. “
Li An was about to leave as soon as he explained, and the servant hurriedly said when he saw this.
"The head of the family also asked me to tell the Taoist chief one thing, Xiaotian Ancestor's soul lamp has gone out!"
Li An was stunned when he heard this, and said in disbelief. "When?"
"Half a month ago." The servant said with a sad expression.
Li An was silent, this matter was absolutely unexpected. At the beginning, it was calculated that there would be a catastrophe three days after Xiaotian, and that catastrophe was not fatal. And judging from Xiao Tian's face, there will be no fatal catastrophe in the near future.
"How did he die?" Li An frowned.
The servant sighed heavily when he heard this, and said. "We don't know where the ancestor died, it's just that the soul lamp that connects the soul has gone out. The head of the family sent people to the ancestral land, where there were no traces of a fight, and there was no trace of the ancestor. “
Li An nodded when he heard this, and his heart was also gloomy. He and Xiaotian are only one-sided, but they look at his life from the outside. Ang Lee admired him and felt sorry for him.
Such a heroic man can't catch the person he loves, and he has been bound by trivial matters all his life. And the four-potential sword moves given at the time of departure can show his broad mind even more.
"It's okay to go, it's okay to go. The two of them have waited so long, and they can walk side by side on the Huangquan Road. Ang Lee sighed and turned to leave.
The wind on a summer night was a little bleak, and Li An sat alone in front of the old hanging grave, or was affected by Xiaotian, and his mood was not very good.
"What's wrong with you, missing a lover?" Lao Hang noticed that Li Anxin was not in the right mood and teased.
"I'm trying to match you with a yin marriage." Li An glanced at him and said casually.
"That's a good relationship, I was single when I was alive, and I didn't expect to be able to realize my dream after death." The old hanger smiled evilly.
", you can't straighten your neck, and I'm afraid it's the same anywhere else." Ang Lee didn't have a good airway.
Lao Hang smiled and was about to speak, when a female ghost in red appeared in the distance and floated slowly.
"The wooden box you gave me is indeed from that battle, this wooden box is owned by the national teacher Di Qing, and it has the breath of my generals." The woman said in a deep voice.
"Di Qing? How could it be him. "Ang Li has heard of this name, if you want to talk about the most mysterious bigwigs in Gou Chen Xing, Di Qing is definitely among them.
When he first came to Gou Chen Xing, he could always hear the legend about him, Di Qing only had the fifth realm cultivation, but he was in the position of the national teacher. His background is ominous, his appearance is ominous, and there are hundreds of portraits of him.
The reason why he is called a big guy is because all the top forces now seem to have his figure. Many sects in the Northern School call him the ancestor, and the current Jingkang Dynasty also has a portrait of him. It's just that the person in the portrait, whether it is him himself, remains to be studied.
"Speaking of him, I'd like to ask. He is in the position of national teacher, has your king seen his true face? Ang Lee was puzzled.
The female ghost thought for a moment and frowned. "No one knows what his true face is, different occasions, different environments, he has different appearances."
"The more you say that, the more curious I am. It stands to reason that Di Qing, as a former national teacher, was enshrined by Jingkang. And it is rumored that he was plotted to die, who can be sure that the person who died is not him. Li An said curiously.
The female ghost shook her head slightly when she heard this, and then affirmed. "I don't understand what you're saying, but one thing I'm sure of. He will never betray the dynasty, and there should be a special reason for being worshiped by Jingkang. “
"What special reason can lead a hostile dynasty to worship him?" Ang Lee seemed to be talking to himself, as if asking a female ghost.
The female ghost didn't reply, recalling the past.
"I heard that he was plotted and died in that battle. The wooden box should have been found there, but the original contents of the wooden box were taken by someone else. Li An pondered.
The female ghost heard what Li Ang meant and replied. "What is in this wooden box should be a array. I've seen him open it once, and he's kept it with him all the time. “
Li An nodded when he heard this, and now he couldn't be sure whether it was the person who assassinated him and took it, or if someone dug a mass grave to steal things out and took them away. But one thing is always doubtful, such a big man was assassinated, and it doesn't make sense.
"That battlefield is outside the city of Lidu, if Mr. Li has the opportunity to go, he will toast to the soldiers for me." The female ghost said gloomily.
Ang Lee nodded, burned the last few pieces of yellow paper and got up to leave.
The death of heroes like Xu Xiaotian has caused the world to wail, and there is a lot of fog under the scorching sun of Gou Chen Xing, and the weather has not been very good in recent days.
Dark clouds were overpowering, and the wind was gusting, but they couldn't meet the first rain of autumn.
Li An lay on the chair and looked at the dark clouds overhead, and for a half a month, Yu Weixuan and the two did not return to the mountain. Ang Lee, who has always been accustomed to being alone, has actually felt a little lonely these days.
"It's time to go north even if you count the days, I haven't been in the dispute for three years, I don't know what will happen this time." Li An sighed, the rocking chair swayed non-stop, the fallen leaves were blown up by the breeze, and he was already settled unconsciously.
There is a god in the heart, and it is the god of the Lord. The five internal organs hide the gods, and they are the heavenly generals. The wind and clouds are surging in all directions, just like this autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, and it is desolate in the silence.
Suddenly, a hiss came out of Li An's body, and this hiss was inexplicably powerful, and even the four ghost kings on the top of the mountain trembled.
One of the four realms suddenly appeared in the skyfire, and a vermilion bird emerged in the skyfire. It waved its wings and swayed thousands of miles, and the firelight swept in all directions, with the meaning of the world's co-lord.
Just as the Heavenly Fire was raging, the northern position suddenly trembled, and a barrier suddenly appeared, isolating the Heavenly Fire.
Thick as a mountain, like the sky and the mountains are overwhelming. The rivers flowed like the water poured in. There was a violent tremor in all directions, and a giant beast walked slowly, ignoring the heavenly fire and barking wildly.
As soon as the four ghost kings came back to their senses from the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Might, a beast roar resounded again.
"What is this kid doing? This breath is not ......," a ghost king said in amazement.
"The Breath of the Primordial, the Holy Beast Xuanwu." The other ghost king said in a deep voice.
"First Suzaku, then Xuanwu. What kind of trouble is this kid going to make? "The ghost king seems to be talking to himself. Suddenly, he thought of something and said in shock.
"I remember that this kid is in the late stage of the Three Flowers Realm, and entering the Holy Elephant requires a strange beast to suppress the Quartet Realm. He shouldn't ......?"
The ghost king didn't finish speaking, but the other three ghosts understood the truth. Throughout the history of cultivation, there have been people who have had similar daydreams, but no one has ever fulfilled them.