Chapter 249: Hyozuka! Tiger of Fukazuka! From the Dragon!

It seemed that he was not afraid that Han Shao would not be able to keep up with his footsteps, and Gongsun Ancestor disappeared into the ancestral shrine with one step.

From beginning to end, he didn't give Gongsun Zhi a superfluous look.

This made Gongsun Zhi somewhat injured.

His eyes glanced at the direction in which Gongsun Ancestor had disappeared with some sadness, and then looked at Han Shao with some worry.

"Talk to the ancestor well, don't be temperamental."

Unlike Gongsun Fu.

This old ancestor has lived too long, and he has not been very close to his lineage for so many years.

Therefore, Gongsun Zhi doesn't know much about Gongsun Ancestor.

It's inevitable that you'll be worried.

Han Shao met Gongsun Zhi's slightly worried eyes, helpless in his heart.

His grandfather is good at everything, and he can be said to have everything for his children and grandchildren.

But it's a bit too much.

"Grandfather is at ease, Shao has his own measure."

After reassuring Gongsun Zhi, Han Shao turned to look at Gongsun Du and said with a smile.

"Congratulations to my uncle, I got what I wanted."

No matter what Gongsun Lao Zu wants to say to him.

On this trip to the land of the Gongsun clan, the goals of both their sons and sons-in-law have been achieved.

Gongsun Du pursed his lips, his face was not happy, but the slightly raised eyebrows still revealed a little hidden mood.

"Go, I'll wait for you in the clan."

Hearing this, Han Shao nodded and stepped out step by step along the trail remaining in the void.

Turning into a golden rainbow, turning from reality to virtuality.

After it was re-condensed, the vision in front of me suddenly opened up.

But Han Shao's mind tightened slightly.

Because where you can see it, there is a forest of grave steles that you can't see at a glance!

In the silence, the voice of Gongsun Lao Zu came out faintly.

"Don't be nervous, come down."

Han Shao lowered his eyes and saw a simple thatched hut built next to the grave stele forest below.

And the ancestor of Gongsun who spoke, just stood there with his hands behind his back.

Han Shao dropped his figure and appeared in front of Gongsun Ancestor.

Looking around without a trace, it was difficult to connect the humble house in front of him with an Eight Realms Heavenly Man for a while.

Seeing that Han Shao didn't speak for the first time, Gongsun Lao Zu smiled and stopped looking at him.

turned to look at the grave stele forest beside him, and sighed in his mouth.

"These are the heroic martyrs of the past generations who died in the past when our soldiers died......"

As he spoke, he walked up to the nearest grave stele, patted the stele lightly, and chuckled.

"This is the third son under the old man's knees, the year of no confusion, breaking through the realm and ascending to immortals!"

"Peerless talent, he was the youngest Seven Realms True Immortal at that time!"

Who would have thought that under this seemingly ordinary, even humble grave stele, there was actually a Seven Realms True Immortal buried?

Han Shao was obviously a little surprised.

"Of course...... He's not as good as you...... kid."

After Gongsun Ancestor finished speaking, he glanced back at Han Shao and said with a smile.

"But it's still the pride of the old man!"

Han Shao couldn't tell for a while whether Gongsun Laozu's smile was mostly nostalgic or sad.

After thinking about it, he responded.

"There are talented people from generation to generation, and a new generation is better than the old, this is an unbreakable law."

"Han, a latecomer, will be an old man sooner or later."

Are there talented people in the country?

Gongsun Old Ancestor's eyes lit up and he didn't speak.

seems to be reminiscing about the vision and courage contained in these words.

After a long time, he looked at Han Shao and smiled.

"You're not modest."

Han Shao was noncommittal.

Gongsun Lao Zu didn't care either, and walked a few more steps along the stone tablets at the head of the tomb, and successively introduced the stone tablets in front of him to Han Shao.

"This is the old man's seventh son."

"This is the old man's thirteenth son."

"This is the son of the old man's seventh son, and the twenty-second grandson of the old man."

"It's ......"

Han Shao didn't know the purpose of Gongsun Ancestor introducing the origin of these graves to him, so he just followed him silently, listening to him like an ordinary old man, babbling about the general past experience of these people buried under the graves.

until they came to the other side of the grave forest.

Han Shao heard the surname other than Gongsun, and then he raised his eyes to look at Gongsun Ancestor with some surprise.

Gongsun Ancestor looked back, shook his head and smiled.

"The door is full of death, and there is no descendant to collect the corpse."

"With the same line of soldiers, you can't watch them abandon the corpse wilderness, right?"

Full of death?

Soldiers, warriors, battlefield battles, horse leather shrouds.

He was the only one who died.

How can it be full of death?

When his thoughts turned here, Han Shao suddenly thought of something, and his brows couldn't help frowning deeply.

Seeing this, the smile on the old face of the orange peel was even worse.

"Guessed?"

"Yes, that's what you think."

"None of them really died on the battlefield......"

"Even the old man's unsuccessful children and grandchildren are not ......"

"They killed them."

Gongsun Lao Zu's tone was not sarcastic, but he still added another sentence with emotion.

"Including the old man's third son, who is regarded as the pride of his life, is the same."

When Han Shao heard this, his expression couldn't help but be stunned.

Raise your eyes to look at this seemingly connected but actually distinct grave stele forest.

Lifting the Dharma Eye, I saw that in the sky above this grave stele forest, the terrifying aura unimaginable to the world was like endless dark clouds, densely covered in the sky.

Even if it has been dead for many years, it still gives people a chilling feeling all over.

And in this dense dark cloud gathered by boundless evil qi, Han Shao saw in a trance a series of hideous figures wearing various armors, rushing back and forth, roaring and fighting.

It's like repeating the tragic bloody battle you experienced before your death.

Tall and burly fierce war horses!

A brave and invincible warrior!

A strong will to fight to the death!

The constant wielding of the cadres and soldiers, accompanied by the terrifying power.

Even if it is just an illusory image left by a remnant soul and obsession, it still gives people a breathtaking sense of blood and heroism.

But Han Shao, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, did not ignite the hot blood in his body, but was a little cold.

He just felt ...... It shouldn't be like this......

Such battlefield warriors should not fight each other endlessly and kill each other like this.

They should crisscross the 100,000-mile grasslands of the north!

Drive the barbarians to the distant Arctic, the North Sea, and the endless ice fields!

They should be on the blue waters of the East China Sea!

The town is boundless and the sea is boundless, and everywhere you pass, the waves are flat!

They should gallop through the mountains of southern Xinjiang.

In the face of those remnants of the demon kingdom hidden in the mountains of southern Xinjiang, he drank coldly and reprimanded.

'Don't move! If you move, you will destroy the country! ’

'Whoever dares to transgress will perish his kingdom, destroy his seed, and destroy his seed! ’

They should be in the land of the West.

'Anyone who dares to call himself a soldier will be beheaded! ’

As if infected by the monstrous terrifying aura in the void, Han Shao's originally calm eyes gradually became dyed with a layer of indifferent blood red.

The breath of the True Immortals of the Seven Realms on his body was wantonly permeating, stirring up the wind and clouds.

It even affected the dense dark clouds that gathered in the void.

The northern border, the southern Xinjiang, the East China Sea, and the West Pole.

The sun and the moon shine! It's all Yongtu!

People of the Lands! All are concubines!

The great husband was born in the world, and it should be like this!

I don't know when it started, the figures who roared and fought in the boundless dark clouds of evil qi were inexplicably quiet.

The figure of the torn armor and blood-stained robe of the Dao Dao lowered the swords and soldiers in his hands.

The fierce war horses under the seat no longer neighed and galloped.

They lowered their gaze from the void and met Han Shao's eyes below, and their originally blood-red, empty eyes seemed to flash an indescribable look.

Then I don't know which figure nodded slightly towards Han Shao.

The next moment, the majestic phantom that had existed for an unknown number of years suddenly collapsed.

This is followed by the second and third courses......

The faces covered by the visor could not be seen clearly.

But Han Shao inexplicably felt a mixture of regret and unwillingness, but also relieved.

Until the last special figure wearing silver armor and holding a silver spear.

Those red eyes looked at Han Shao, as if they were smiling, and they seemed to be rare and clear.

"Junior, if you can be the bull's ear of the soldier, my soldier will be prosperous!"

A clear thought fell.

But Han Shao was not given a chance to answer.

Immediately, he looked at the Gongsun Ancestor below.

"Father, my son is gone."

Just like back then, he wore armor and held soldiers to say goodbye to Gongsun Laozu.

In the grave stele forest under the void, the grandfather of the crane-haired orange peel smiled and waved his hand.

"My son, the hero of the world, when you go, you will go, and you will not want your mother-in-law and mother to be a child."

"Go! Go! ”

Until the figure of the silver armor and silver spear and the tall white horse that had been dyed blood under the seat collapsed together.

The old figure of this dignified Eight Realms Heavenly Man seemed to suddenly stiffen a lot in a breath.

"My son, slow down ......"

Listening to Gongsun Old Ancestor's whisper, the blood-red mist in Han Shao's eyes that was stained by the monstrous aura gradually dissipated.

Even though he knew that the rickety old man in front of him had the strong cultivation of the Eight Realms Heavenly People, he still stepped forward to help him.

Gongsun Old Ancestor glanced down at the arm that was supported by Han Shao, shook his head and smiled.

"Old, old, the day is going to die."

Seven realms of true immortals, 800 years of life.

The Eight Realms of Heaven and Man also have an end. Han Shao didn't know how long the Gongsun Ancestor in front of him would live, but judging from the rotten aura that could not be concealed on his body.

The phrase 'the sun is dying' in his mouth is not a lie.

Heaven and man are decayed.

It has the same name as the Eight Realms Celestials, which can be imagined.

However, from the voice of Gongsun Laozu, there is not much sadness and reluctance.

On the contrary, there is a sense of relief that is about to be liberated.

Han Shao glanced at the grave stele forest that was in sight again, and suddenly had some understanding.

Everything in front of me is silent, leaving this body alone in the world.

Sometimes...... It is better to live than to die.

And just when Han Shaowu sighed in his heart, he saw Gongsun Lao Zu break free from his support and waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to.

Those cloudy old eyes looked at Han Shao.

"You're good, you're good."

Facing Gongsun Ancestor's eyes full of approval, Han Shao's heart did not have many ups and downs.

After all, if you listen to some words too much, it will be difficult to make any waves.

And his change in demeanor, which was not shocked, fell in front of Gongsun Ancestor, but he became more and more satisfied.

'Mulan Nani Zi has a good eye, looking for this good son-in-law, for my grandson's family, a great contribution. ’

The Gongsun family has multiplied so far, and there are many heirs.

The reason why I can remember Gongsun Xinyi, in addition to the fact that she is the concubine of this generation, is more because of the fate given to her by the old immortal of the Zhao family.

And this ...... That is the real purpose of his meeting with Han Shao today.

However, in the end, people are old and refined, and some things are not in a hurry to find out.

looked at Han Shao kindly, just like an ordinary grandfather, chattering with Han Shao about the past.

There is the origin and glory of the Gongsun family.

For example, the ancestor who created the lineage of Gongsun in Liaodong, the Nine Realms existed.

In the end, how did Dayong Taizu determine the world and establish the Ji family for more than 2,000 years.

There are also many secrets about the soldiers.

It's like these people buried under the gravestone forest in front of you.

Succession, power, rebellion......

In a great chaos, these soldiers and warriors died in batches in the civil strife.

Blood, drop by drop.

The loser will die for the family.

And the winner, not much better.

The son of the family, a Tianjiao, has countless casualties.

It is no longer as brilliant and strong as it once was.

And the once famous soldiers, naturally, dried up with the drops of these blood, and unsurprisingly declined.

So in the strict sense of the word, there is never a victor in the soldiers.

They are all losers.

Even a sacrifice on the altar!

When Gongsun Lao Zu said this, a trace of resentment and unwillingness flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

"So...... What is a warrior in my family? ”

Hearing the question suddenly thrown by Gongsun Lao Zu, Han Shao was stunned.

After a moment's thought, he replied.

"Protecting the township and expanding the territory is the responsibility of my generation of warriors."

Faced with Han Shao's extremely political/politically correct answer, Gongsun Lao Zu scolded with a smile.

"You kid...... Dishonest! ”

Not honestly, this is a more subtle statement.

What Gongsun Lao Zu actually wants to say is that he looks faithful and treacherous.

After all, those who are really loyal and honest can't do the arrogant move of forcibly seizing the future princess of the Ji family.

Chong Guan is angry and red-faced?

It may be possible to put this on someone else.

But judging from the experience of this kid who has risen all the way and has never suffered a loss, some of this kid has never just planned and then acted!

Gongsun Old Ancestor squinted his eyes and glanced at Han Shao's reaction, seeing that he had a calm expression for such an evaluation, without the slightest discoloration.

Immediately added another comment to him.

The dough is thick.

Seeing that Han Shao refused to give the answer he wanted, Gongsun Lao Zu sighed and said directly.

"It's a weapon."

"The weapon of the powerful."

The soldier occupies a soldier character.

From the moment it was born, it was as if it had been tainted with some kind of fate.

Generals, generals.

Regard the corporal as a sword soldier in his hand.

Those in power, will be.

Therefore, the generals of the soldiers are also regarded as swords in their hands.

On that bloody road to power, the road is forged by white bones, and the ladder is built.

No one cares how many soldiers' bones and blood are all over it.

Except for the soldiers themselves!

It's like the grandson ancestor in front of him.

Facing Han Shao's gaze, Gongsun Lao Zu said bluntly.

"You guessed right."

"The Gongsun family, the battle between the concubines is the old man's intentional indulgence."

"Even the Karasuma Department is sitting big, and the old man deliberately did it."

"In order to prevent the Gongsun clan from becoming a sword soldier in the hands of others again!"

There is a hidden danger in the frontier of the Karasuma Department, and the Gongsun clan has a name for nesting in this square inch of Liaodong.

Ignore the disturbances from the outside.

Raising self-respect, this truth is not only understood by Li Chengliang of the other world.

The ancestor of the grandson of this world also understands it.

It's just that for such an approach, Han Shao, as an ordinary pawn in the army in the past, should be angry.

Because if it weren't for the old man in front of him, he took a light 'deliberate action'.

The tragic events in Dingbei and Langju will not happen.

Last year, tens of thousands of Zhen Liao Erlang would not have died.

A little further.

The original body and Jiang Wan's father will not die.

For so many years, the suffering that fell on the people in the entire northern part of the country would not have happened.

But at this time, Han Shao found himself surprisingly calm.

Because he is no longer the ordinary pawn he used to be.

The Marquis of Che is on the throne.

As the future in-laws, the grandson family is one with his natural interests, sharing honor and disgrace.

Gongsun Lao Zu's practice of preserving his strength, although he is sorry for the Zhenliao Erlang who went to the grassland to die one after another, and even more sorry for the people of Youbei who have suffered repeatedly.

But for the Gongsun family, and even the military family, there is nothing wrong.

Just like the sentence that the ancestor of Gongsun sighed to Gongsun Du before.

'The Gongsun family can't stand the toss anymore. ’

Similarly.

The military family can't stand the toss.

So at this time, in the face of Gongsun Lao Zu's words, Han Shao became a silent vested interest.

Han Shao, who had unknowingly changed his identity from a dragon slayer to an evil dragon, sighed and spit out a mouthful of turbid qi that was condensed in his chest.

After a long time, he finally spoke.

"So what...... What does the ancestor want to say to Han? ”

When it comes to speculation in people's hearts and the art of speaking, Han Shao is also an expert.

How could he not know that whether it was the grave stele forest in front of him, or the past and secrets of the Gongsun family and the soldiers, they were just the words that Gongsun Ancestor was going to say next and the foreshadowing he made.

At this moment, he had even guessed what Gongsun Lao Zu, the old king who had lived for thousands of years, was going to say.

But he asked anyway.

Some words are not enough to know each other.

You have to be completely open and honest about it.

Because only when he speaks out can he put forward conditions.

Seeing that Han Shao finally said this, Gongsun Old Ancestor's cloudy old eyes did not change.

"What do you think is the best way for a weapon not to become a weapon?"

When Han Shao heard this, he suddenly felt a sense of understanding in his heart.

After raising his eyes to Gongsun Lao Zu, he looked at the grave stele forest in the distance, and after a while, he finally replied.

"Become a soldier yourself."

Words that are no longer concealed like this are exported.

The two were alone, and the already silent surroundings were instantly quiet.

It's just that the next moment, I heard the ancestor of Gongsun next to him suddenly laugh.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

"Good! Very good! ”

When the words fell, the original rickety and old figure was as tall as a mountain that reached the sky.

In an instant, the terrifying power of the Eight Realms Celestial Beings swept through.

Looking at the young and upright slender figure in front of him with burning eyes, Gongsun Old Ancestor asked.

"Do you want to be the Commander?"

Han Shao, who was standing with his hands behind his back, looked back and responded with a smile.

"Ancestor is willing to help me in the army?"

Under the terrifying power of the Eight Realms Celestials.

The breath of the True Immortals of the Seven Realms is like the rising sun, revealing its edge.

At this moment, Gongsun Lao Zu suddenly felt the comments made by the juniors of the Zhao family on this kid, Liaodong Yuhu said.

Not exactly!

It's clearly a 'ghost of the wolf, a tiger of the deep mound'!

……