Jianmen Pass is still spring, so naturally it will not snow. But when the rain fell, because of the cold temperature, it turned into tiny ice particles, like tiny white snowflakes. The woods outside the pass were cold, and the particles fell on the green leaves and rolled down from them, making a dense sound.

The reason why there is such a vision is because the qi of heaven and earth under the top of the mountain is very chaotic.

The mountain road leading to Tangling looms in it, but it is also becoming more and more condensed. The peach blossoms on both sides of the mountain road have fallen, and only a few sparse patches of red still hang on it, like makeup embellishments by beauties. There are peach blossoms everywhere under the trees and on the mountain path, and those peach blossoms do not float with the wind, but fall quietly to the ground, presenting a path that leads directly into the mountain.

The gentlemen of Takeyama came here and left. I don't know which gentleman is left, but I think about it, there is nothing to do in the mausoleum, so the problem is the door opened by this Tang Mausoleum.

The bright light that came from the west had already dissipated before, and Lord Zhuge laid out a formation and forcibly maintained the mountain road, so that Tangling and this place were still in a state of communication, so naturally there was an induction, and the rain fell into snow. However, the people inside the Tang Tomb can get out, but the people outside the Tang Tomb have no way to get in.

There were cultivators everywhere outside the woods, Tang Ling was sealed, and there were many cultivators who didn't have time to get out, among these people who were waiting, the division commander of those people accounted for a large part, and everyone looked at the peach blossoms in silence, no one spoke, although their expressions were a little more relaxed than before, but they were still very dignified.

Time passed slowly, until the morning sun cut through the last clouds, the mountains were illuminated, and the two rays of light on the top of Dajian Mountain became a little brighter.

After a while, a young disciple swept out of the mountain path quickly, bringing peach blossoms flying around, followed by more people. He hurriedly rushed to his master, the panic and panic in his eyes did not seem to have dissipated, and he was a little stunned when he looked at everything familiar in front of him, and finally many people couldn't help crying.

The officials of the imperial court and the guards of the Sword Gate Pass stood aside, carefully recording the number of people leaving the mausoleum. Even many people ignored the young practitioners' frightening thoughts, and went straight forward to ask and then count how many people had not yet come out.

The woods were filled with panicked sounds.

Lord Zhuge and Zuo Tang listened to the officials behind them report on the situation, and their expressions became more and more ugly. From the accounts of those cultivators who left the Tang Tombs, their previous conjectures were confirmed, and there was indeed a danger in the Tang Tombs.

I just didn't expect that so many people would lose contact.

Zuo Tang looked at Lord Zhuge quietly and asked, "You know all this in advance?" ”

Lord Zhuge said: "I guessed some, but I can't confirm it. ”

Zuo Tang Shenjiang hesitated a little, he pondered for a moment and asked, "Why?" ”

Lord Zhuge said calmly: "Naturally, it is for the sake of the common people in the world. ”

Time has been walking, and more and more people have escaped from Tangling.

But there were still some people who didn't come out, not even the bodies.

Hua Jin and Bai Jiu walked out of the crowd, they got into the carriage, and Vice Dean Mo had been waiting.

The carriage was in the middle of the forest, and there were shadows falling under the trees, as if covered with a layer of fog, so that people could not see.

The noisy sound outside the gate was blocked before it entered the forest, and there was a faint light flickering on those green leaves, which was originally the sunlight falling from the sky, but at this time it looked like runes, and the formation in the woods was natural.

Bai Jiu told what happened in the Tang Tomb, and the important place was Tang Chun's whereabouts.

Hua Jin was not surprised because he had already heard it. But Vice Dean Mo was different, as Bai Jiu talked more and more, his expression became more and more solemn, and finally reached the point of shock and incredible.

If these people are not Bai Jiu, if Hua Jin didn't confirm it, then Vice Dean Mo would definitely think that he was crazy. Tang Chun is a leftover disciple of the Tang Sect, the Tang Sect did not disappear but was taken to the Tang Tomb, the Tang Emperor really did not become an immortal and left, and the elixir was trapped in the mausoleum instead of becoming a fairy.

All these discrepancies are too different from those recorded in the history books, and they are not even mentioned in the rural rumors.

However, the heaviest emotion than the shock is still sadness, because Tang Chun did not come back.

Bai Jiu knew that Tang Chun was the disciple of Vice Dean Mo and the only successor, and now that Tang Chun was trapped in Tang Ling, his life and death were unknown, as a master, how could he not be anxious and how could he not be sad?

He looked at Hua Jin and asked, "Is there really no way?" ”

Hua Jin didn't look at him, but looked at Vice Dean Mo and said softly: "Dean Mo understands the truth of the formation, and he also knows that once this seal is forcibly broken, the first person to have an accident is the person inside the seal. ”

Vice Dean Mo nodded, he was silent for a long time, and then saluted: "Thank you Mr. San." ”

Hua Jin nodded and stopped talking.

As Hua Jin said, all he can do now is wait, and the only one who can save Tang Chun is himself.

When the last few cultivators came out of the mountain path, the peach blossoms scattered between the mountain paths suddenly danced wildly, as if there was a tyrannical power surging from the Tang Tomb.

The two rays of light on the height of the Great Sword Mountain suddenly dimmed for a few minutes, becoming swaying and hazy, as if they could dissipate at any time. The peach forest began to distort, and the dense fog that had been shrouding Zijian Gate actually showed signs of dissipating, and the scenery began to shatter, and finally distorted to form countless pictures, the peach forest was cut apart, and the mountain road was no longer in vain.

Seeing this picture, the faces of everyone in the mountains and forests instantly turned pale, the mountain road was no more, the light dissipated, and the Tang Tomb was about to be forced to close.

"Retreat!"

A loud roar came from above the Sword Gate Pass.

The faces of the imperial court officials and the guards at Jianmen Pass who were in charge of recording changed dramatically in an instant, and they hurriedly pulled the crowd back back, and some of the division commanders who had advanced cultivation had already pinched the trick, forming an invisible barrier in front of them.

Zuo Tang God will jump up from the top of the city, and sweep into the foggy sky in one step. When those two rays of light finally dissipated, a Ling Ran sword intent suddenly filled the forest, and then everyone saw the bright sword light falling from the sky, slashing down between the hazy mountain roads, forming a powerful barrier, and the soldiers generally separated the small world of Tangling from the real world.

There was a loud bang, and it spread all over the green mountains and ridges for a hundred miles.

As the sixth god general of Dayu, the strength of the old general Zuo Tang is infinitely close to being free, and with the power of a sword, he still can't completely resist this terrifying impact.

The breath of splashing echoed in the mountains, and a hurricane rose, and the earth and leaves were swept up by the wind, rolling between the trees, and the tiger roared, crashing into the strong wall of Jianmen Pass, instantly engulfing Jianmen, forming a heavy fog.

On the city wall, Lord Zhuge stretched out his right hand into the air, and a feather fan came out of thin air and was held in his hand.

He shook gently towards the mountain forest in front of him, and a fresh breeze came from all around, with a slight coolness, and in an instant it blew away the smoke and dust in the mountains, and with the wind came a light rain.

The fog disperses and the smoke and dust accumulate, the light rain drips, the mountains become moist, the new rain washes away the old dust, and the world regains its clarity.

There was a groaning and coughing sound among the trees, and people looked at the sword gate, only to see that the peach forest there was long gone, and the mountain road no longer led to the dense fog, and the dense fog had dissipated, leaving only the green trees full of depression in the mountains, and the spring cold was steep.

The birds and insects in the forest were silent, and the birds and insects in the forest were shaken to death by the breath, and the corpses fell among the dust.

What broke the silence was the crying from outside the forest, the fragile people wept loudly, and the strong people showed their faces. The Tang Tomb dissipated, as if it had not been opened before. But the dead are still there, the destroyed mountains and forests are still there, and the people's emotions are still there. There was no more joy, and the forest was depressed.

This was originally a feast of chance for cultivators like the hidden dragon test, Da Yu made all preparations, but he didn't expect it to be the result, they looked at the sword door closed, looked at the two adults sitting in town, waiting for an explanation.

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After the dissipation of the Tang Tomb, the officials in charge counted the number of people. Surprisingly, the number of casualties among the cultivators of the four academies who came from Yong'an was the least, while the scattered cultivators from various states and counties, as well as the disciples of the sect, suffered more casualties.

In the midst of the Tang Tombs, before the sea of fire. Bai Jiu told the people of Qingfeng Temple that it was not suitable for him. Then the news spread among the people in the Tianqi Four Courtyards, as the first name of the Qianlong Trial, Bai Jiu was very famous among the Four Courtyards, and more people were willing to believe his words, so there were many disciples of the Four Courtyards who had already left the Tang Tomb.

And those sect disciples and scattered cultivators, they have never witnessed the hidden dragon test, and they will be suspicious of these words, and there are many people who continue to move forward, and even more who stay, so there are really many casualties.

Among the four courts, Bai Jiu and Tang Chun are not in the statistics of officials. No one saw the two of them walk out of the Tang Tomb, but Zhushan Lingmen had already come before, so there was no reason for anything to happen.

Lord Zhuge frowned slightly as he looked at a forest, although his expression was calm, there was a slight regret in the depths of his eyes.

The carriage of Seifuin Temple was there. Although he couldn't feel the breath inside with the arrangement of the formation, Bai Jiu and Hua Jin walked out of Tangling, and they could deceive everyone's sight, how could they deceive him. The two juniors of Dongzhou also came out, and the people left in the Tang Tomb were no longer important, but it was a pity that only that Tang Chun stayed in the Tomb.

Zuo Tang God will not know what to say.

Lord Zhuge turned around and walked towards the city, he was not ready to explain anything, naturally there would be officials to appease those emotional cultivators. The matter in the Tang Tombs, the attitude of the West Departure is already obvious, the relationship between the two dynasties has reached the worst moment in a hundred years, the border needs to be arranged, and the war is likely to break out. He needs to return to Yong'an City as soon as possible to arrange the next things.