He froze again when he saw another painting next to him.

It was a piece of yellow paper, with only a thick ink on it, extending from one end to the other

That painting is not an ordinary painting, there is sword intent in the painting!

When he turned his head to enter the hole, he suddenly shuddered, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Eight Desolation Monuments, this, this, this is impossible!"

Zhan Wushuang rubbed his eyes and looked at them carefully.

Can't be wrong, it's the Eight Desolation Monuments he has seen in the capital.

The world's most treasure, Dayong has spent so many years, how much energy has been spent, and how many people have died, so that he got the two sides of the Eight Desolation Monuments.

There are two sides here? Just put it aside casually.

"Oh, you've also seen the Eight Desolation Monuments?"

"I've seen it, there are two sides to the capital." Zhan Wushuang said truthfully.

"Well, there's something about this stele."

"What do you mean by some Taoism, people say that all the magic in the world comes from this, all kinds of magical powers, this is the origin, this is the cornerstone of the world's cultivation!" Zhan Wushuang said.

He knew too well how expensive these stone tablets were.

It is rumored that observing these Eight Desolate Monuments can refer to the Great Dao of Enlightenment, and it is still the kind of avenue that directly points to immortality.

I don't know how many monks coveted the two eight desolate monuments in the capital, even those Taoists and monks who practiced in the deep mountains couldn't help it.

Thousands of miles from the outside of the city to the capital, in order to see the Eight Desolation Monument.

If you want outsiders to know that there are still two Eight Desolate Monuments here, I don't know what will become of this place.

The master in front of him actually let himself watch these Eight Desolation Monuments so easily.

Didn't he know the preciousness of these two stone tablets, or in his eyes, they were just two stone tablets that recorded the cultivation method, just like the estimation on the bookshelf.

"Sit." Wang Zhe pointed to the stone bench beside him.

"Drink tea." Poured a cup of tea for him.

"Thank you, sir." Zhan Wushuang hurriedly took the teacup with both hands and took a sip, the aroma was fragrant, and his spirit was shocked.

"Good tea!"

"Is the cultivation going well?"

"Going back to the old road is naturally much smoother than the first time." Zhan Wushuang Dao, in fact, his cultivation was indeed very smooth.

"If you take the old road, you must also know how to push through the old and bring forth the new." Wang Zhe said casually.

"That's what the gentleman said."

"Sir, can I participate in the study of the Eight Desolation Monuments again, one hour a day, no, half an hour." Zhan Wushuang drank a cup of tea, and after a long silence, he couldn't help but say what he really thought in his heart.

He wanted to improve his cultivation in the shortest possible time, he wanted to go further, and before that, he wanted to come step by step.

But now that there is a better way, then through the comprehension of the Eight Desolation Monuments, there is nowhere more mysterious supernatural powers, in that way, one's cultivation will definitely be able to reach a higher level.

Wang Zhe nodded.

From this day on, every day Zhan Wushuang would come to see the Eight Desolation Monuments. There wasn't much time, just half an hour.

Time just passed day by day, winter went to spring.

Zhan Wushuang watched the "Eight Desolation Monuments" every day, and his cultivation progressed very quickly.

Sixth, fifth, fourth......

On this day, the mountain breeze was blowing.

Zhan Wushuang's body suddenly exuded an endless chill, and the surrounding trees were covered with layers of frost.

Rifle looked up at him.

Wang Zhe stood at the entrance of the cave and stared at Zhan Wushuang.

"Is this an impression of the Eight Desolate Monuments?"

The chill dispersed and covered half of the mountain. He sat there for three days.

When I opened my eyes, there was a hoarfrost all around.

found that Wang Zhe was staring at him.

"Sir." He hurriedly stood up and saluted.

"Not bad." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"Thank you, sir."

If it weren't for the help of the Eight Desolation Monuments, he wouldn't have been able to achieve his current cultivation, and the speed of entering the realm would be simply harmful.

After another two days, Zhan Wushuang changed his resignation to Wang Zhe.

Although he still wanted to stay and continue to improve his cultivation, he had a feeling that if he took it here for a few years, he might be able to directly become a human immortal.

But he still has a concern in his heart.

"Sir, I'm ready to go down."

"Go ahead."

"Sir, great grace, I will never forget it in this life."

Zhan Wushuang was about to kneel down as he spoke, but found that he couldn't kneel.

"It's not easy to live again, don't kill evil, and cherish it."

"Sir's words, I will take to heart."

Zhan Wushuang thanked him again and again before going down the mountain.

After some distance from the top of the mountain, he stopped, turned and knelt down, and bowed respectfully.

Then he got up again and went down the mountain. It wasn't until he reached the foot of the mountain that he showed his skills and stepped on the treetops and went away.

The mountain behind him grew farther and farther away.

On the mountain, Wang Zhe stood on a high place and watched Zhan Wushuang go away.

"When he went down the mountain this time, I am afraid that he will have to set off a storm."

After Zhan Wushuang went down the mountain, he went straight to southern Yunnan.

Although he was practicing these days, he still had some worries in his heart, and he kept thinking about his father, who he had only met once.

Although he once hated him for abandoning himself and his mother, blood is thicker than water after all.

He galloped all the way, but it took two days to reach southern Yunnan, although the king of Zhennan had already arrived to assassinate, but there was no great chaos in southern Yunnan.

It was even calmer than the Jingzhou he was passing through, but there were more bandits than in the past.

Dayong's army was also unable to suppress it in the end, because the king of Chu was seriously ill, and the king of Liang was also seriously ill. This led to Jingzhou and Liangzhou being in a state of leaderlessness.

Although the capital specially sent the minister of the Qincha to come, but there was no money and no food, how could the soldiers and horses move?

It is rumored that the emperor of the capital was furious and killed several ministers, but it was still to no avail.

Rongcheng, once the palace of Zhennan Wangfu.

Since King Zhennan was assassinated last year, Dayong sent several waves of internal guard assassins to try to kill the prince of Zhennan, but he never returned.

Zhan Wushuang, who came to Rongcheng, stayed for two days, and specially inquired about the news of King Zhennan, and almost everyone said that King Zhennan had been assassinated, because everyone in the city saw King Zhennan buried him.

He wanted to enter the Zhennan Wangfu to have a look, but he noticed that the palace was heavily guarded, so he didn't rush in.

After three days outside, he left helplessly.

There is a mountain in the northwest of Rongcheng, the mountain is not very high, but the forest is very luxuriant.

There is a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, and there are not many people in the Taoist temple, just three or five Taoist priests.

In the Taoist temple, in a room, a person sat on a Taishi chair, his face was still a little pale. Next to the bed stood a young Taoist priest.

"Haven't you found it yet?"

"Back to Your Majesty, there is no news of him, we have been inquiring for more than half a year, but after he left southern Yunnan, it seems to have disappeared.

You also said that he was very badly injured when he left. ”

"Yes, I was injured with my own hands, Xiao Guang's guy is really insidious!" The king of Zhennan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

He didn't think back to Zhan Wushuang, one of the famous Eight Directions Divine Generals sent by Xiao Guang to assassinate him, was actually his son.

His own son almost killed himself, and he almost killed his own son.

What a sinister intention!

"He even calculated his own son, I heard that he detained the souls of those princes on the god list, causing those princes to still be unconscious."

"That's hard to say, my nephews don't have a fuel-efficient lamp." As he spoke, King Zhennan, no, it should be said that of the Dian Kingdom, Emperor Qiantai stood up.

Since his assassination, he has faked his death and come here to recuperate from his injuries.

This Taoist temple is a hidden weapon buried in the early years, a prepared hiding place, and I have never been here at all on weekdays.

"What has the prince been up to lately?"

"Mainly in the governance of the government, recently, he has been in contact with the Luna Sect more frequently."

"Remind him not to get too close to those people."

"Huh."

"Alright, you go down."

The man bowed back.

Xiao Ren stood at the door, and through here, he could see the Rongcheng city under the mountain.

"Second brother, what are you busy with?"

Northwest, Liangzhou,

Although it is summer, there is still very little rain here, and the wind and sand are still very strong.

On this day, a golden light suddenly rose to the sky in an unknown small city a hundred miles away from entering the city, a piece of Buddha light, faintly Sanskrit sounds, and golden lotuses bloomed.

The clouds in the sky gathered, and it took a long time for all kinds of visions to slowly disperse.

In the golden city, someone saw that vision.

"That's, human immortals?!"

"Quick, go and see, where is King Liang now?"

"Yes."

One order after another was issued, and it was transmitted to the Liang Wangfu in the shortest possible time.

A man came to the outside of the house where King Liang was recuperating from his wounds, and happened to meet the imperial physician from the court coming out of the house.

"Elder Li, has the prince's health improved?"

"Hey, it's still the same." The Doctor sighed.

"I want to go in and see the prince, can I?"

"Of course, but be careful and try not to make a big noise."

"Okay."

Immediately, the imperial physician accompanied the man into the room.

"I've seen the son!" Seeing that there was still a prince in the house, the man hurriedly saluted.

Shizi waved his hand with a cold face.

"Is it to see if I live or die?"

"Don't dare!" The man said hurriedly.

Glancing at the bed, he took his leave.

In the city, in a house, in a room, several people gathered together.

On the table were a few side dishes and two jugs of wine.

"My lord, it has been confirmed, King Liang is still in a coma."

"I also know that it is almost impossible to be King Liang, after all, more than one imperial doctor has examined it, but King Liang is injured in his soul, so he just doesn't feel at ease."

"How long are we going to have to stay here?"

"We have to stay here without an order from above."

"The Western Regions have already captured two cities, and the army of Liangzhou has suffered three defeats in a row."

"King Liang is unconscious, the people of the military department have command here and do not move the soldiers and horses, the key problem is that there is no food and grass, how to fight?"

A few people were drinking and talking.

Smack, the captain who led the team slammed the table.

"It's all dead!" His face changed, and he looked at a few people coldly. "If you don't want to live, don't bother others."

Seeing this, the internal guards of the Baiqi Division didn't dare to speak anymore, but just lowered their heads to eat and drink.

Outside the Golden City, in an unknown city,

A fat man stood on top of a hill and looked into the distance.

"Lord Wang, just before that, the internal guard of the Baiqi Division went to check on your ward."

"Hmph, this king has already guessed it, but has there been any flaws?"

"Back to the prince, no, the prince is in the room, and even the prince has been deceived, so naturally they can't see any flaws."

"Is there any news from Jingzhou?"

"The King of Chu is still in a coma, and his whole body is cold."

"Sick?" After hearing this, King Liang pondered for a while.

"What about southern Yunnan?"

"As usual, our people haven't found Zhan Wushuang's body until now."

"Father and son cannibalize, the son killed the father, the father seriously injured the son, but the two sides only knew the truth of the matter when they were about to die, this kind of plan is really chilling!" King Liang sighed.

"Let's go down."

"Huh." The man stepped back.

Three days later,

A wave of very fierce bandits suddenly appeared in Liangzhou, doing evil everywhere, and this gang of bandits did not attack different people, but attacked the military camp at a fixed point.

Act fast, come and go like the wind, have a clear goal,

In just a few days, hundreds of soldiers died under their hands, including some captains and even adjutant generals who led the troops.

This kind of thing happens not only in Liangzhou, but also in Dayong.

The wolf smoke was everywhere, and the snowflakes from all over the country drifted to the capital.

Prime Minister, the hair of Shang Shu of all ministries is gray.

In the palace, the emperor did not give any orders.

In the palace, in a study, agarwood is burning in the incense burner.

When Emperor Xiao Guang stood in front of the window and looked out, beside him was a Taoist man in a Taoist robe.

"Sure?"

"Back to Your Majesty, I'm sure, that's the key to open the gate of heaven."

"What's behind the Gate of Heaven?"

"According to the classics, behind the Gate of Heaven is the Heavenly Realm."

"Heavenly Realm, are they all Taiyi Heavenly Immortals?"

"Back to Your Majesty, this question can't be answered, but it can be seen through some records in the classics that as long as it is a human fairyland, you can go to the heavenly realm, and I think that the heavenly realm will not be all Taiyi heavenly immortals."

"It doesn't take too much, as long as two or three come down, it will cause big trouble, aren't the people from the other side of Xianshan here?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, and I will return to the capital tomorrow."

"Got it, you go down first."

"Yes."

The man retreated, leaving Xiao Guang alone standing outside the window, staring at the sky outside.

"Celestial?" His brow furrowed slightly.

The news of the sudden influx disrupted many of his deployments.

Thousands of miles and thousands of rivers.

One less person in the mountains doesn't make much of a difference.

Wang Zhe still practiced as usual, and occasionally went to the depths of Qinchuan to go around, and when he saw a few spiritual grasses, he picked them and planted them near the cave.

There is purple lingzhi, there is a orchid, and there is a wild grape,

In addition, a vacant lot was mined outside the cave to grow vegetables and herbs.

In this way, it is not boring to live a life of cultivation.

On this day, he was practicing in the mountains, and suddenly saw a cloud of black gas coming from the west, speeding through the mountains, eerie.

"Demons?"

Wang Zhe stood on the top of the mountain, pointing far away in the air, the black gas dispersed at once, and with a miserable scream, one person fell into the mountain forest, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

(End of chapter)