Stinged, three watches.

On the stargazing platform of the Chu Kingdom, the girl in the dark robe closed her eyes and recuperated, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly with her breathing.

The 64 hexagrams of the base are arranged according to the heavenly stems and earthly branches, and there are tortoise shells and a yellow flag, and the flag is painted with a peep at the sky.

The most special thing is the three-legged wooden crow beside her, and the black mouth holds the small bell.

Si Tianjian's colleagues looked solemn.

It's been two months, and Li Ping vowed to find out where that man was located, and he didn't hesitate to move the ancestral heirloom.

Abrupt.

The yellow flag folds itself without wind, and the flagpole is cut into two sections.

"Seal the hexagram quickly!" The young eunuch urged sharply.

The girl was unmoved, and a drop of blood flowed from her eyes, seeping from the delicate nose and drying up, and so on.

"Li Ping, seal the hexagram immediately!" The warlocks were horrified, and the flag was reversed, and a drop of blood was reduced by a year.

Dingding.

The small bell of Wukou made a clear sound.

Li Ping suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the three-legged wooden wu, which rotated rhythmically, and the speed became faster and faster.

"West, Fuyao Wind." The young eunuch muttered.

"Shenzhou Yutu!" Li Ping's face was pale, hoarse and urging.

The young eunuch walked quickly to the pedestal, handed her the map, and sighed at the end:

"Thirteen years."

"The Central Plains civilization is facing life and death, and I don't care about my thirteen-year life."

"The fortunes of the Tang Dynasty, which have been falling for decades, have risen because of him, and he is worth it."

After Li Ping finished speaking, he rubbed his tired head, and then immersed himself in observing the map of Shenzhou.

The young eunuch was silent.

Yes, maybe the people in the painting haven't done anything earth-shattering, but at least it has brought a glimmer of hope to Datang.

Although they were loyal to the Southern Chu regime, they were all descendants of Yan and Huang and were part of the Central Plains civilization.

In the end, it doesn't matter who takes the Shenzhou Ding, now the powerful barbarians are entrenched on the side, if the Central Plains civilization dies, who will have the face to see the ancestors and ancestors after death?

"In Xishu? But Xishu doesn't blow the wind. A warlock was confused.

Li Ping's eyes shone brightly, as if he was talking to himself: "The wind is sloping from southwest to northeast, the terrain is low and flat, and the barren and empty is to shake the wind." ”

"Here!"

She pointed to a certain place in Yutu, and said firmly and decisively: "Yumen Pass." ”

"He's at Yumen Pass!"

Si Tianjian and everyone looked at each other.

The gateway of the Central Plains to the Western Regions, the border of Northern Liang and the Barbarians?

"Could it be that a certain general in Beiliang fought bravely to kill the barbarians?" The young eunuch guessed.

"Datang National Fortune." The warlock next to him whispered a reminder.

"Although he is a general in Beiliang, he is concerned about the Tang Dynasty, so it has led to a change in Tang Yun?" Although the young eunuch was questioned, he was determined.

Everyone bowed their heads.

This is the most reasonable assumption.

Since ancient times, Yumen Pass has been a pass that symbolizes the rise and fall of China's glory and disgrace.

There was a record of the supreme glory of the Central Plains, the champion Hou Huo went to the sick wolf Juxu, and all countries worshiped Chang'an through Yumen Pass; There is also tragic and desolate, how many soldiers in the Central Plains who went out for the country looked at Yumen Pass before dying.

Perhaps only the magnificent Yumen Pass will give birth to the characters who saved the national fortunes of the Central Plains.

"Go back and rest." The young eunuch looked at Li Ping worriedly.

The girl snorted.

One of the warlocks stopped talking, but finally decided not to say anything.

He suddenly remembered the four towns of Anxi, the reason was that his grandfather was once a member of the Anxi Army, and he was transferred back to the Central Plains due to military arrangements, and before he died, he still wanted to take another look at Yumen Pass.

Anthy must no longer exist, they have been cut off from news for more than sixty years, and they are in the hinterland of barbarians.

If it still exists, it is no longer a miracle, but an epic myth and legend.

The most pitiful soldier in the world is none other than the Eighth Regiment of Anxi, who was ordered to garrison the territory of the Western Regions and contain the countries of the Western Regions for the Central Plains.

"What do you want to say?" The young eunuch glanced at him.

"Nope." The warlock shook his head.

The key Western Regions also did not have a swaying wind.

……

Changan.

Temple of Manna.

Pei Jingshu walked into the hall and saw the noble and elegant empress standing in front of the window and depressed.

His Majesty is accustomed to being alone, sometimes wandering and sometimes sighing, and rarely takes the initiative to talk to people.

It was only when her gaze occasionally looked at the portrait of the imperial case that a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.

However, that look is also extremely faint and fleeting.

"Your Majesty, Li Pingbu measured out that the portrait person is at Yumen Pass." Pei Jingshu brings good news.

The empress stared straight at her, and her tone was extremely urgent:

"Spread the high pilgrimage to the court!"

"Yes." The palace maid took the order and left.

"Is the Jade Gate closed?" The empress wondered.

"This hexagram, Li Ping has lived for thirteen years." Pei Jingshu said softly.

The empress's eyebrows lowered slightly, the sadness in her eyes flashed, and she immediately looked out the window in a daze:

"What have you done?"

"I don't even know your name, I'm sorry for you."

"The precarious civilization of the Central Plains needs a hero too much to boost its vitality."

Pei Jingshu bowed silently, she must have done a great thing to change the fortunes of the country, leading her troops to kill 3,000 enemies? Or is it a martial arts talent?

Your deeds cannot go unnoticed, and this disaster-stricken nation urgently needs to rekindle its fighting spirit.

Oh, a white-haired, python-robed eunuch walked into the palace.

"Your Majesty." He saluted respectfully.

The Empress looked at him:

"The portrait man is in Yumen Pass, no matter how long it takes, you have to find him."

Gao Chaoen bowed his head heavily, and his stiff face showed a smile:

"Find him, and the miscellaneous family will take off his shoes for him."

The empress tugged at the corners of her lips and smiled.

It was a faint smile, but it was like layers of closed chrysalis cocoons peeling off after a light click, revealing the moving butterfly wings.

Pei Jingshu hadn't seen His Majesty smile so happily for a long time.

Gao Chaoen, this can be regarded as amusing Your Majesty.

He is the adopted son of the eternal eunuch Gao Lishi, and is now more than 100 years old.

The source of this interesting story is that in the past, Colliers once took off Li Bai's shoes in public.

"Miscellaneous farewell." Gao Chaoen turned around and left the Manna Palace.

Stepping out of the main hall, the figure hung in the air.

……

Holy City, Bronze Temple.

There was a dead silence at the round table, and the twelve inquisitors had numb scalps as they stared at the hideously twisted heads of the impeachment.

"Your Majesty, that's it." After the dusty inspector finished his report, he retreated to the outer hall.

The Barbarian Emperor's hands creaked, and he slapped his fist on the armrest of the throne, and roared:

"Crazy!!"

"Yue Jiuling's human nature is distorted! She is the most abominable executioner of the kingdom of God! ”

The inquisitors were silent.

Hu Yanshou lowered his head, not daring to look at the terrifying head, always feeling that the old witch's eyes were staring at him.

As he wished, in the midst of the frightened plan, he finally covered the lid.

The road leading to the lonely city was stacked with corpses of ordinary people, almost all of whom could touch the sky, and a normal person would feel unlucky, let alone a pampered inspector, and it was impossible to go.

The point is that the old witch already has a reputation for murder and viciousness, and the massacre is in line with her character.

"Throw this filthy snake and feed it to the dogs!" The Barbarian Emperor roared angrily, and then roared:

"Seven thousand miles of territory, who will sanction it?"

The twelve inquisitors were silent, and none of them wanted to recommend their cronies.

Hundreds of thousands of innocent people died tragically, and the evil spirit was too heavy to affect the mind, and besides, the old witch shattered all order, and the new sanctioner had to rebuild there again, and it was difficult to reap political achievements.

Unluckily, who wants to go?

"Your Majesty, the old minister recommends Zhelansu." A high-nosed and brown-eyed inquisitor said respectfully.

Hu Yanshou's heart was suddenly grabbed by an invisible hand.

It's endless, isn't it?

The most deserving of a thousand cuts is the old dog of Zhelan, but this old dog will definitely refuse to accept the order, and it will be out of control at that time.

"Your Majesty, this person is a big rebel and kills the county lord, if the official is reinstated so soon, it may cause public dissatisfaction."

Hu Yanshou said solemnly.

"Reasonable." The barbarian emperor bowed his head, glanced at the round table, and said in a deep voice:

"Shelved it for a while."

Hu Yanshou tried his best to restrain his mood swings and praised: "Your Majesty is Shengming." ”

This is the most favorable result, and it also means that it is time for him to deal with Gu Chang'an, the lonely city.

Damn Zhelan old dog, it's a real brute!

The barbarian emperor looked at him for a long time, and his tone was angry:

"Huyan Aiqing, I have observed that you have been depressed recently."

Hu Yanshou shuddered, and sighed in a hurry:

"The children are mediocre, and the ministers have been struggling with family affairs recently."

After such a devastating defeat, even the most high-spirited he was wiped out, he couldn't sleep all day long, and his soul drifted to the lonely city of seven thousand miles.

"Cheer up!!" The barbarian emperor snorted coldly, slowly got up from the throne, and said:

"The great cause has not been accomplished, you should do your best, and when the Supreme Divine Kingdom annexes the Central Plains, everyone here will accept the glory of the Heavenly Dao Abyss!"

Everyone looked excited, and said sonorously:

"Long live the crown of the gods!"

……

Back at the mansion, Hu Yanshou learned another bad news.

"Dad, according to the report of the Nanchu spy, there is an astrologer who peeps into the sky at night, and the man who changed Tang Yun's fortune is in Yumen Pass."

In the quiet study, Hu Yanjing's voice trembled violently.

Earlier, Tang Guo circulated a portrait everywhere, which was exactly the same as the appearance of Gu Changan that he learned!!

"It's Li Ping's stinky bitch!" Hu Yanshou breathed rapidly, his expression was distorted, and the whole person seemed to be suffocated and lay on the chair looking up at the ceiling.

It's getting closer and closer to the truth, how long can the lid be covered?

Seeing his father's extremely frightened appearance, Hu Yanjing comforted him:

"The most talented warlock in the Eastern Territory is nothing more than that, hehe, Hannu is seven thousand miles in the Western Regions."

Syllable!

With a sudden slap, Hu Yanshou shook it again, suppressed his anger and roared:

"Idiot!"

"That's because the empire is favored by the Heavenly Dao, and everything inside the Jade Gate Pass is covered, otherwise I think she can't peep out?"

Hu Yanjing was startled and panicked: "In case ......"

"Yes, if her divination ability goes further and competes with the sky, then your father and my head will also parade down the street."

Hu Yanshou laughed miserably, and his head was muddy.

When the world told the first lie, he had to make up for it with countless lies, and now he was in the pit of fire, desperately trying to extinguish it, but the fire was already on fire.

Hu Yanjing's whole body was stiff, and his limbs were cold.

Recently, he frantically made up the history books of the Eastern Plains, and even read the history of the Byzantine Empire in the West.

He wanted to see where the limits of his own power were.

Flipping around, he was scared.

No matter how great a character is, compared with the lonely city Hannu, it seems to be ashamed of himself.

Dongtu may still think that the person in the painting has just done a decent thing, if he really knows what Han Nu has endured along the way, I am afraid that the entire land of Shenzhou will be shaken.

"It's not the end of the road, the Central Plains doesn't know, and the empire doesn't know, the old man will eradicate Gu Chang'an at all costs, and then create traces that have never existed for this person."

Hu Yanshou muttered to himself, his expression was unprecedentedly fierce!

……

"Sprout."

"Are you germinating well?"

The red-robed man in a cloak was holding a peach branch, and he wanted to see the bright red peach petals again, but no matter what, it just wouldn't sprout.

Gu Changan could only pray, even if he could only pray to the gods now, stop hurting the relatives in the city.

Why can't the plague stop?

Why did the wind smell of blood, bringing a rancid and unpleasant smell, as if the disaster suffered by the lonely city was not enough.

He didn't know that there were hundreds of thousands of corpses piled up five hundred miles away, he only knew that the sky had always been scarlet, and the sky and the earth were filled with qi that drove him crazy.

The so-called cultivation in the new world is probably borrowed from the power of heaven and earth, he doesn't know that this is evil qi, he only knows that cultivation can become stronger.

Gu Changan refined.

He was afraid that the Buddha shrine was far from enough to cleanse the qi, so he chose to refine it himself and not affect those relatives who were weak.

"I'm really going crazy." Gu Chang'an moved his lips.

He could clearly feel his chaotic thoughts, and those qi machines made him continue to fall wildly.

The day he doesn't know he's crazy is a complete madman.

A long time ago, how long? When he was about fifteen or sixteen years old, he was looking forward to the emergence of a rescuer in the Central Plains to save this long-suffering territory.

At that time, he should be full of vitality, standing at the head of the city like a god of war, and accepting the admiration and worship of the Chinese nation.

The so-called juvenile spirit should be like this.

But now he was numb, and he no longer believed that anyone could come and take the torch he held high.

But there is still a glimmer of hope in the depths of the soul, what if there is?

If you are crazy and can't tell whether the person who comes is a barbarian or a hometown, how sad it will be.

"If you don't become a madman, how can you defend this city."

Gu Changan smiled and continued to refine the Heaven and Earth Qi Machine.