For You Chunshan, all the experiences brought to him by coming to Tiangong Division made him feel as if he had entered a new world - all the rules of the past seemed to cease to exist, and everything had to start over.

Especially after waking up, when sitting on the cliff, looking at those heavenly officials who are busy around, there will always be a very wonderful feeling.

He didn't know how to describe such a feeling.

Maybe it turned into a fish and swam from the East China Sea into a bigger and deeper sea.

Maybe it was turning into a bird and going from a mountain to a bigger mountain.

Above his head were the rain and mist walls that he could see, but such a young man always felt that there was infinite vastness beneath him.

It's like there's a thousand worlds.

He sometimes wondered.

More than 2,000 years ago, such a man riding an ox walked out of the gate alone and looked at the scene of the world.

He didn't know why he always thought of such a thing.

Probably because his brain was chiseled open by the atractylodes and he saw the light outside the pumpkin, he began to get used to wandering outside the world.

Of course, the most intuitive reason for all those cranky thoughts is that it comes from the white atractylodes that seems to be old-fashioned, but always pulls out many things that the world can't understand.

From the very beginning, he really looked like a doctor in the world with his medical skills, to the later he said that he would chisel his head to treat him with an axe, and the many strange utensils stored between the cliffs - You Chunshan couldn't describe what they were used for. It doesn't look like a human medical hall, with shelves full of medicines, and cabinets filled with strong-smelling medicinal herbs. It's like some workbench that you use to dismantle yourself.

You Chunshan still remembers that after his legs couldn't move at that time, Baizhu took those heavenly officials, took strange tools, cut open the flesh on his legs, studied it for a while, and then told himself that the meridians on his legs were completely necrotic and could not be cured.

You Chunshan was still looking at his legs melancholy, and when he turned around, he saw Baizhu holding a big saw, saying that he was going to saw his legs first, and then replace him with a new one.

At that time, this young man from the East China Sea was still thinking, where to change to a new one, should he cut one off someone else's body and pick it up for himself?

Until he saw a servant not far away, he didn't know where he brought a dark stick with some strange and subtle lines.

Stick?

You Chunshan was still thinking at the time, is this going to smash himself unconscious first?

Until Baizhu held the stick with a cold metallic sheen like a bamboo knot, and gestured on his leg for a while.

You Chunshan was frightened, and generally used his remaining leg to step back.

He finally understood that Baizhu was planning to saw his leg and attach him a leg made of iron.

Baizhu told You Chunshan very sincerely, this is the leg cast by the technique of machine bracketing, and the seal on it is engraved with the Taoist text, and you now have immortal energy in your body, which can be used to drive the Taoist text to work, urge the Tao to bracket, and ensure that it is better than his own previous leg.

Of course, You Chunshan couldn't have been deceived by a few words like this.

There is no stick that can be used as a leg, even though that stick does look like the leg bone of the world.

Baizhu is probably very regretful, saying that You Chunshan is a frog at the bottom of the well.

"I don't believe in those things."

You Chunshan was very embarrassed and talked to Nandao and Yu Chaoyun about this matter.

"How can the technique of bracketing be so magical?"

It's just that the complaints of the young people in the East China Sea were not echoed by the two of them, which made him look weird.

"Is it really possible?"

Nandao looked at Yu Chaoyun, who pondered for a while, and said sincerely: "A thousand years ago, Emperor Li Asan combined the technique of machine bracket with the Taoist technique on top of the human armor. ”

You Chunshan was silent, looking down at his legs.

It took a long time before You Chunshan raised his head, looked at the slowly backward alleys on both sides, and said softly, "Do I really want to change a leg like that?" ”

Nandao walked quietly with an umbrella, perhaps recalling Liu Qinghe's words.

A very bold idea came to his mind.

The boy stopped, silently looking at the priest who was hanging a lantern in the rain and fog not far ahead.

"It's probably not a leg thing."

You Chunshan glanced back at the young uncle, and also thought of something, took a deep breath, and showed a very shocked look.

......

Liu Qinghe finished reading the case files and cleaning his pear blossom courtyard, and then walked out of the prison slowly with a faint smile.

Huaidu may indeed smell some rumors, after all, in recent days, the movement between the major departments in Huaidu has been extremely frequent, especially the military department, people can often see this adult running between places.

Although today's Huaidu is still as peaceful and prosperous as ever, there are always many whispers in the noise of the market.

Some people may still not understand why His Majesty has been back in Huaidu for nearly a month before finally starting to take measures against the war in the south.

Although most of the speculations are too arbitrary and one-sided, there are naturally some who have guessed some truths.

"Could it be that something happened to the goddess in the south?"

How do the people of the world know the things of heaven?

It's just that the goddess was born, the goddess toured north, and the goddess collapsed, and the story related to such an ancient Chu goddess can always arouse the curiosity of the world.

People gradually gathered around the corner to hear what was going on.

The man probably also saw his own blind guess words, which attracted so many people, and he felt a little proud in his heart, although he didn't know anything, he still coughed twice very mysteriously, cleared his throat, and then lowered his voice and said softly:

"Don't go out and spread nonsense, this is what a distant cousin of mine from the south came to tell me some time ago."

The crowd nodded like garlic.

It was Liu Qinghe, who walked over with a strange expression, standing quietly at the edge of the crowd, leaning against the wall to hear what the 'insider' that person knew.

"Actually, Cong Blade has never died."

Probably adhering to the idea that the words are not shocking and endless, the man suppressed Liu Qinghe as soon as he spoke.

"Even the original Cong Zhongxiao is not dead, the Human Sword Sect has actually deceived everyone, they will also cultivate the way of Buddhism, proficient in the six divine powers, well versed in mustard seed Sumeru, in the Sword Sect garden, on such a thousand-year-old undefeated peach tree, build a peach blossom Buddha country ......"

The man was talking there like a river, probably talking about the rise, and he was a little excited, and even on the corner of the three-foot wall that everyone gave him out, he told the story of the south with his hands and feet, and suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the sky, saying that this is such a Buddha country, and suddenly it seemed that he had walked between the branches of the peach blossom Buddha country.

"Lady Goddess, don't come unharmed?"

That person may have thought of himself as the one with the three swords of the south, standing by the wall with a solemn expression, with a posture of arrogant sword cultivation.

Then it was changed to the appearance of a cold goddess, and it seemed to be shocking in the cold.

"Cong Blade, you're not dead yet?"

'Cong Blade' raised his head slightly, looked at the peach blossoms in front of him as big as the sky, as if everything was expected, and said as a matter of course: "Cong has been waiting in the Buddha country for a long time, and if the goddess does not come, how can he dare to go to the Styx River easily?" ”

The 'goddess' looked surprised, and then said with a sneer: "People and gods have been separated for two thousand years, and the world has not seen ghosts and gods for a long time, and it is simply ridiculous to regard the high cliff as beauty. ”

'Cong Blade' just said calmly: "Whether it is beautiful or not, you can only know it when you see it, but there is a sword, which comes from the sky, and asks the goddess to watch it." ”

"So the sword of Haoran came up from the sky and cut down the peach blossoms of the Buddha country, this sword, but the umbrella in the hands of the goddess was cut in half, and the goddess ......was shocked."

As the crowd was listening, they suddenly saw that the man seemed to have seen something very surprised, and he stopped talking.

"What about the goddess after she was shocked? Say it quickly! ”

A crowd of people were there urging.

The man just bowed to the particularly abrupt black-robed figure in the corner of the crowd with an embarrassed expression.

"I've seen the prison master."

The crowd didn't know that this person saw Liu Qinghe standing there, and thought that he was still singing a big opera there, and they were all confused.

"How did you see the prison master? Could it be that Liu Qinghe, the Heavenly Hell Prison Master, is actually Cong Blade? ”

The passers-by asked in confusion.

But the man just stood there with a bitter face.

Everyone may have finally realized that something was wrong, and turned their heads to look in the direction of the salute, and sure enough, they saw Liu Qinghe standing there with a slight smile, like a big ape peeping at a white flower.

In fact, the boundary between sweet dreams and lucidity is sometimes blurred.

Just as people really regard the sentence of seeing the prison lord as an existence in the story.

Liu Qinghe just smiled slightly and said, "What about after the goddess was shocked? ”

“......”

Liu Qinghe is probably really idle, so idle that he can listen to such a mess on the street, and even ask about the story with interest.

It's just that Liu Qinghe dared to ask, but that person didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Standing there and muttering for a while, his eyes lit up, and he said: "I don't know after that, my distant cousin, who came to Huaidu that day, left in a hurry before he finished speaking." ”

Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows and said, "How did your distant cousin know the story of the Sword Sect's Peach Blossom Buddha Kingdom?" ”

The man looked a little smug at this point.

"Because he is the last disciple of the Human Sword Sect's Cong Blade Sect Master, Hu Lu."

Liu Qinghe looked at the man with a strange expression and said, "Then what's your name?" Cucumber? ”

"Nonsense, Lord Prison."

So is it that Liu Qinghe is talking nonsense, or is his name called nonsense?

Liu Qinghe didn't ask, probably thinking that such a suspenseful question would be more interesting if he didn't ask it clearly, so he turned around and left here with a slight smile.

The black-robed prison master hadn't gone far before the corner of the wall began to gush again.

"Don't go, my cousin is gone, but he didn't say he didn't come back. He later told me the story of the goddess's shock......"

......

Liu Qinghe walked all the way through the streets and alleys of Huaidu, but he heard a lot of such rumors, all kinds of strange things.

The Lord of Hell didn't say anything.

After all, Heavenly Hell is not a ghost suppression division, if there is a big ghost in Huaidu, you can still meddle in it, but how the world wants to say it, it is naturally up to them.

After all, Liu March is the illegitimate son of Liu Qinghe and Kamigawa, and Liu Qinghe doesn't care about it, let alone those speculations about the story of the south.

It's just that there are some things that they really didn't guess wrong.

After all, Huai'an has maintained an extremely restrained attitude after the Huangliang Taiyi Spring Festival, and has never set foot in those places where the divine power and divine light are beneficial.

Liu Qinghe looked up at the heavenly dome of the world, and thought with a sigh and a sigh.

The goddess is probably dead.

It's just that this is a story that has nothing to do with the human world.

How could He De be able to kill the goddess?

Of course, Liu Qinghe just listened to some gossip in the market.

This Heavenly Hell Lord walked all the way through the high and low alleys of Huaidu, and walked to the palace as if he had crossed a mountain.

The demon emperor Shenhe, who has been the co-master of the world for thousands of years, is standing by the Shengming Pond in the palace, watching those acacia leaves at the end of June come through the pavilion near the palace road and fall in it, I don't know what I am thinking.

Shengming Pond, this is a very ancient and ancient pond in Huaidu.

At that time, the avenue was born for a thousand years, and Emperor Huai once set up a banquet in Huaidu, and the place was around Shengming Pond.

At that time, although Tsing Yi had been invincible in the world for decades, the first name in the world was still on the head of Hangu Temple.

It's just that the Sword Cliff was already quite arrogant back then, and even Hanguguan would give Emperor Huai a face, and let those people from Beigu come to the banquet, only the Sword Cliff said words like shit, and turned a deaf ear to this matter.

At the beginning, such a summary sentence that did not deceive the young people in the world was said by Chen Yunxi, who was still twenty-five years old, in a pavilion in Shengming Pond at the time of Emperor Huai's banquet.

This is about the immensity of the years on earth.

Even if it has been thousands of years, there are always some endings of stories, which still go through a long time, and there are few remnants in the old land where things are not people.

Of course, when Chen Yunxi said such a sentence, would he have thought that many years later, he would become a person like Emperor Huai?

He is deceiving the youth of the world.

Kamigawa stood there quietly, as if he had fallen into a long contemplation, by the Shengming Pool, of course, it was not only Chen Yunxi's story.

This emperor got the imperial power of Huai'an, it was by the pool, when Li Asan fell to his death on a high cliff, the demon clan came south, and the dragons of Huai'an had no leader, and a few years later, such a big demon in the world calmly walked into Huaidu, passing through the fashionable and low world.

Li Asan can do this throne, so naturally there is no reason why he can't do it.

So such a scholar of the Ministry of Rites who was expelled because of Li Asan's suspicions, a few decades later, a disciple walked into Huaidu, suppressed Huaidu, and sat on such an imperial throne.

Perhaps because he was young at that time, he admired such an emperor who was not crowded in the world, and Kamigawa was the emperor robe he wore by the Shengming Pond where Emperor Huai held a banquet, just like a person who came to the banquet late.

Kamigawa watched silently for a long time, but suddenly sighed very melancholy.

Behind him, there was a rustle, like the sound of falling leaves on a gravel path.

Liu Qinghe appeared beside Kamigawa with a slight smile and said, "Why is Your Majesty sighing today? ”

Kamigawa stood by the pool with his hands in his hands, and said slowly: "A thousand autumns have passed, but no one can clearly say the merits and demerits of Emperor Huai and Emperor Hou, as an emperor, it is inevitable to sigh." ”

Liu Qinghe also restrained his expression, and quietly looked at the Shengming Pool in front of him that was filled with some mist-the goodness is like water, and the fog is in the world. This kind of vision is the reason why it was called Shengming Pond in ancient times.

But in fact, later Dao Sheng expounded on this, probably because the structure of the pond is somewhat special.

It's just such a thing, probably no emperor would choose to tell the world.

"Even if it is a world, a hundred years of time, there is an indistinguishable right and wrong, let alone an emperor?"

Liu Qinghe looked at it for a long time, and said very calmly, probably with some meaning that he didn't have back pain when he stood and talked.

Or maybe he really didn't care about those things.

As the Lord of Hell, he has already been criticized by the world thousands of times, and it is indeed not important how the world looks at it.

Kamigawa didn't say anything more, as if the emperor he had just sighed was just an illusion of the world.

Of course, there is no cold iceberg-like woman in the world, so you can't be as enthusiastic as the sunset.

Even if Liu Qinghe heard it on the street before, he said Cong Jian was arrogant and the goddess was cold and indifferent, although it didn't actually fit the style of those two people, just two people like that, how could they not have such a demeanor?

Of course, His Majesty, who holds the silence of the world, can also sigh.

The two stood quietly by the pool for a long time, and then they looked up at the sky in unison.

"What happened to Nanke Town has come to an end?"

Kamigawa said calmly.

Looking at the heavens and talking about the people in the world, it has probably always been a common posture for people in the world.

Liu Qinghe stood there, nodded slowly, and said, "That blacksmith really can't be found. ”

Kamigawa's eyes narrowed, and he didn't say anything.

Liu Qinghe laughed softly.

"To me, not me, to me and forget me, so I went to the gate of heaven and went to heaven to see what was going on. There's no denying that the story of the twelfth floor is indeed seductive. As a human being, I want to become an immortal, and I want to go to heaven when I am born on the earth. ”

This Heavenly Hell Lord, the Heavenly Hell Lord, who specializes in hunting people on the twelfth floor, stood by the pool and smiled brightly.

Although such a sentence may not really be ironic - if you don't want to become an immortal, if you don't want to be born on earth and don't want to go to heaven, then the world will always stop in the same place. It's just that those people probably can't imagine that some roads are false from beginning to end. ”

Kamigawa looked up at the sky and looked at it quietly, and the black ape beside him smiled and said.

"Where is there any Bai Yujing in the sky?"

"It's just a fantasy of a madman before he freezes to death on a snowy night."