"Master Xiu, do you know my father Su Jingtian?"

handed Xu Xianling's letter to the co-leader Su Yuan, but Su Lin didn't expect that the other party seemed to have known his father Su Jingtian for a long time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hmm!"

Su Yuan nodded, but the complexion on his face changed twice, hesitated for a moment, shook his head again, and said:

"It's nothing, back then, your father and I were classmates in the Jian'an Mansion Shi Clan School. Since you are also a member of my Su family, don't call me a cultivator, just call me my clan uncle.

Although you are a distant relative, but you can win the head of a county, it can be seen that you are talented, after I go back, I will show the ancestors of the family, test your bloodline, if it is correct, you can enter my Su family clan. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Clan, but ...... This time, the trial outside the border......"

As Su Lin spoke, he looked at Zhao Zhi next to him, and Su Yuan naturally understood what Su Lin was afraid of, so he said unceremoniously:

"Su Lin, Xu County has already explained to me in the letter, you can rest assured, now you are the son of the Su family in Jian'an Mansion, Jianzhou, and the head of Fengle County, if anyone dares to do anything to you, I, Su Yuan, will be held accountable to the end!"

"Humph!"

Zhao Zhi on the side of him of course knew that Su Yuan was referring to him, so he didn't say anything, he snorted coldly, and walked forward, and the clouds of hatred flashed and thundered in the sky above Zhiqi Zhihai, and he said in his belly:

"Su Lin, don't think that if you climb the high branches of the Su family and find a backer, I can't help you with a dignified jinshi!"

As soon as Su Lin's wisdom moved, he felt the hatred that was pointed at in Zhao Zhi's thoughts, and he was secretly on guard in his heart all the time.

Just like yesterday, the team led by the university scholar Hong Jingzhang led the leaders of the case on horseback, and within a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the border of the Great Wall of Wu.

But today, Hong Jingzhang changed his direction, and did not go to the piece of yesterday's poetry and holy brick, but took the leaders to one of the most magnificent city heads of the entire Wu Great Wall.

The Great Wall is far more than 10,000 miles, 30,000 miles long in the territory of Wu alone, and every 10,000 miles there is a holy statue to suppress the city, which makes the demon barbarians frightened and afraid to get close to the Great Wall.

"This is a Zhenguan icon?"

Su Lin recognized it at a glance, and estimated in his heart that I am afraid that today's visit to the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles, the Wenqi Ningyun will be awarded by this Zhenguan statue.

"Surin, have you noticed that this is a true icon. ”

After Liyu got off the horse, she had been following Su Lin's left and right, which gave Su Lin a feeling of goosebumps, but her words immediately made Su Lin wonder: "What?

"Yes. Su Lin, the ordinary Great Wall City Guan Holy Statue, is nothing more than a half-saint condensed with holy power, suppressing the Great Wall of China, and condensing the literary position for the child who is the head of the case.

However, the True Icon is made of a complete demi-holy body, the true body of a demi-saint.

It is precisely because the Holy Statue of the Half-Saint Fan Qiliang is a true Icon, and the Holy Power Condensation Cloud that can be granted is more powerful than the other Half-Saint Icons, so my uncle will bring us here. You must know that the true icon is granted to the Holy Power Condensing Cloud, and it can only be done once in ten years. ”

Liyu looked at the tall and majestic statue of Fan Qiliang, who was tall and majestic on the city wall, looking into the distance, and full of a trace of desolation and loneliness, and muttered in a low voice with some sadness:

Sadly, even though the person he was waiting for had returned, he could no longer see it. ”

"Fan Qiliang, why is this name so familiar?"

When Su Lin heard the name of this half-saint, he had a familiar feeling, and immediately used the wordless heavenly book in his mind to check it, and his heart immediately knew it.

"It turned out to be him! Meng Jiangnu, one of the four great love legends in China, cried on the Great Wall, in the story, Meng Jiangnu's husband was Fan Qiliang, but I didn't expect that in this Tianren Continent, there was also a Fan Qiliang, and he was also a half-saint cultivator, I don't know...... Will there be Meng Jiangnu crying on the Great Wall?"

The love story of Meng Jiangnu crying on the Great Wall is very widely spread in Huaxia.

There are even several versions, but the most well-known is that on the second day of Meng Jiangnu and her husband Fan Qiliang's marriage, Qin Shi Huang ordered the whole country to send middle-aged laborers to the north to build the Great Wall. Fan Qiliang was arrested while working in the fields.

When Meng Jiangnu heard this, she cried to death.

In a blink of an eye, it was winter, and this winter was very cold. Letters continue to come from the north, saying that the emperor only cares about repairing the Great Wall as soon as possible, and disregarding the lives of migrant workers, countless people died of cold and starvation.

Meng Jiangnu was even more restless when she heard these letters. I made a few cotton clothes overnight to bid farewell to my parents and went on the road.

Meng Jiangnu finally came to the Great Wall after traveling day and night, and inquired about her husband's whereabouts, but heard that her husband Fan Qiliang was buried in the Great Wall after freezing and starving.

When Meng Jiangnu heard this, she was very sad in her heart and cried loudly.

I cried for seven hundred and forty-nine days in a row, and I moved the heavens. With a thud, the Great Wall collapsed, revealing a corpse.

Meng Jiangnu stepped forward to see that it was her husband Fan Qiliang.

The reason why the love story of Meng Jiangnu crying on the Great Wall has been so widespread for thousands of years is because this story attacked the tyrannical Qin Shi Huang at that time, and on the other hand, it also demonstrated the great power of love.

However, Su Lin knew that in the Tianren Continent, Qin Shi Huang was also a great First Emperor, sweeping Liuhe, he was the first emperor to unify the entire Tianren Continent since Zhou Tianzi, and in his heyday, he mastered all the national fortunes of the Tianren Continent.

Su Lin watched a lot of historical records of the Tianren Continent a few days ago, and found that the history of many of them was similar and different from that of the Huaxia Kingdom on Earth.

But he really didn't see the description of Qin Shi Huang and the Great Wall, and it seemed that someone had deliberately erased it from the history books.

"Su Lin, do you know that this Fan Qiliang is a half-saint, and he was just a great Confucian scholar during his lifetime. A half-saint cultivator who was promoted after death. ”

With a little emotion, Liyu said slowly to Su Lin, "In the three hundred and thirty years of the Tianren calendar, Emperor Qin swept Liuhe and completely unified the Tianren Continent.

The fortune of the country is at the head, and the cultivation is close to the saint. The idea of demolishing the Great Wall of Shengli and recasting the Great Wall with national fortune was born.

At that time, the temple had not yet been established, and there was no imperial examination, and the newly born poetry and holy bricks all over the country had to be transported to the Great Wall of the border by manpower. ”

"The sacred bricks of poetry need to be carried by manpower, and they must be built by the Great Confucians, and so on...... And that Qin Shi Huang, why did he come up with the idea of using national fortune to replace the holy power to build the Great Wall? Wasn't the Great Wall of the Holy Power built by Confucius and the Hundred Half-Saints?"

Hearing the different history, Su Lin instantly became interested, his eyes flashed with curiosity, and he stared at Hong Liyu tightly and asked.

Hong Liyu originally spoke well, but when Su Lin's hot gaze swept over his body, he couldn't help but blush his cheeks, took a deep breath, calmed down, glared at Su Lin secretly, and said:

"This period of history, in the history books of the Guannai, has been completely erased by the historians of various countries under the order of the Temple. I also learned about it from some ancient books outside the Guan. ”

Avoiding Su Lin's burning gaze, Hong Liyu twisted his head to the other side before continuing:

"If Emperor Qin wanted to use national fortune to rebuild the Great Wall, he had to recruit countless Confucian scholars, especially the Great Confucians. All Confucian scholars who did not obey his orders were killed.

In order to prevent the holy power from recondensing into the Great Wall and cutting off the source of the holy power, Qin Shi Huang actually burned the history books of various countries and the scriptures of the hundred schools of thought with the fire of the Tianren Continent.

This is the unknown 'book burning pit Confucianism', Fan Qiliang guards the Great Wall, to stop Qin Shi Huang's evil deeds, but with his great Confucian position, how can he be the enemy?

Besieged by the generals under Emperor Qin, Zhihai dried up in the end, died of heart damage, and was buried in the Great Wall of National Fortune. ”

"There is such a history in the Tianren Continent, and it is such a story.

Qin Shi Huang probably wanted to get rid of the influence of Confucianism on the entire Tianren Continent, so he wanted to destroy all the holy power. ”

Hearing this history, Su Lin's heart boiled with blood, but he couldn't figure it out a little, and asked Hong Liyu:

"Qin Shi Huang was so cruel and unkind, and he harmed the Confucian people of the world. Why did those sub-saints and half-saints at that time stand by and watch?"

"The Hundred Sages travel to the heavens and the heavens! The sage Mencius, with all the saints, traveled beyond the Tianren Continent, explored the endless sea, and even more, flew in the sky and traveled to the heavens outside the sky.

That's why Qin Shi Huang seized the opportunity, burned books and pit Confucianism, and even tried in vain to change the Tianren Continent to the First Emperor Continent. ”

Hong Liyu said slowly, "However, Qin Shi Huang's grand hegemony finally collapsed, and the Great Wall of National Fortune has not yet been built.

At the same time, the soldiers of the world were raised, led by the great Confucian Chen Sheng and Wu Guangwei, and led the people to rise up. Later, after the nobles of various countries, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, and Liu Bang, the king of Han, overthrew the Qin Dynasty...... The next history, you should have also studied history books, you can know.

It's just that this section of Qin Shi Huang was ordered by the temple to be erased by historians from various countries. ”

Pointing to the true holy statue of Fan Qiliang, Hong Liyu sighed again:

"The corpse of Fan Qiliang was later automatically promoted to the semi-saint rank, and was erected here by later generations to become the Zhenguan True Saint Icon. ”

"Huh, since Fan Qiliang is real, then ...... Liyu, does Fan Qiliang have a wife named Meng Jiangnu?" asked Su Lin curiously.

"You...... How do you know about Meng Jiangnu?"

Liyu was taken aback when she heard this, and then quickly denied it, "No! There is no Meng Jiangnu, I don't know what you are talking about." ”

Su Lin asked Liyu a few more times, but she insisted that she didn't know anything about Meng Jiangnu.

Su Lin felt even more strange in his heart, knowing that there must be something hidden in it, just as the historian covered up Qin Shi Huang's book burning pit Confucianism to rebuild the Great Wall, Liyu must also have hidden something.

"I didn't expect it to be like this, it seems that even the pen and ink of the historian can't be trusted!"

Su Lin sighed with emotion, looking at the Great Wall of 10,000 miles slowly growing, the holy power is monstrous, shocking all directions, for thousands of years, it is still the same, not changing the color at all.

But Qin Shi Huang, who was once just as imposing, has passed away thousands of years.

Thinking of this, a poem came to Su Lin's mind, shook his head, and couldn't help but spit it out: "Hey! The Great Wall is still there, and I don't see Qin Shi Huang back then." ”

Just as he was chanting this line of poetry, suddenly, Fan Qiliang's true holy statue actually made a buzzing sound.