Chapter 67: The Lake Years Later
Chosen Days:
Demon Lord vs. White Emperor, whether it is in terms of realm strength or status, this battle is qualified to be compared with the three battles a thousand years ago.
It's a bit of a pity that there were no spectators for this fight.
At the beginning, there was no audience for the battle between Zhou Dufu and Chen Xuanba in Zhou Yuan, but afterwards, Zhou Dufu had told the details of that battle many times, and it was extremely rare to hide his admiration, and clearly said that he just wanted to promote Chen Xuanba's greatness.
As for this battle, neither the Demon Lord nor the White Emperor said it afterwards, so no one knew the details of this battle.
Even the outcome of this battle, no one knows.
The whole world only knew that after that day, a large crater suddenly appeared on the snowfield north of the cold mountain. This big pit in the snow field is about 30 zhang deep and more than 10 miles in a radius, standing at the bottom of the pit and looking around, you will feel that you are still standing in the wilderness.
-- This is the most indelible trace of this battle, and the most intuitive description of the intensity of the battle.
Affected by this battle, seventy miles north of the snow field, there is a cold-resistant forest, the demon hunters who are familiar with the local situation afterwards can no longer find the slightest trace of that forest, and a demon wolf riding camp hidden in the forest is also strangely gone.
The world was destroyed seventy miles away, not to mention the snowy fields at the center of the battlefield.
There was no trace of life at the bottom of the giant pit, only the rocks that had been extremely hard but had been crushed into powder at this time, and there were no corpses in sight, and the snow fox monsters and even smaller creatures that might have lived here had disappeared without a trace, and only some blood stains could be seen in the depths of some rocks.
What's even more terrifying is that the bottom of the pit is still the residual temperature of the battle, which is unimaginably hot, and there is a lot of smoke, as if a star once fell here.
The bottom of such a hot pit naturally can't accumulate snowflakes, the snow falls and melts into water, gradually becomes a trickle, and then becomes a stream, into a lake, with the wind and snow does not stop, the water level continues to rise, until many years later, so on the snow field in the north of the cold mountain, there is an extra blue lake that does not freeze for many years.
It's like the heavenly pond at the top of the cold mountain.
Of course, that's all years later. At that time, no one knew that there would suddenly be a pit in the snowfield north of Hanshan, which would become a lake in a few years. No one even knows, that's because there was a battle here, and naturally no one knows the outcome of this battle.
There were only three spectators in this fight.
After the battle, two of them came out of the snowstorm.
Walking in front was a middle-aged Taoist, who looked very ordinary. Walking in the back was a young man, very unusual, he was lame, with a cane under his armpit, and his black hair hung down in front of his eyes, covering half of his face. It was Ji Dao and ...... who were not found by anyone after they disappeared from Xining Town More than one person.
The White Emperor looked at Ji Daoren and nodded slowly.
Ji Daoren's body leaned forward slightly and returned the salute.
The White Emperor glanced at the rest of the people, turned around and disappeared into the wind and snow.
Ji Daoren looked to the north, looked quietly for a while, and then disappeared in the other direction with the rest of the people in the wind and snow.
From beginning to end, no one spoke.
Hundreds of miles away in the northern snowfield, the black robe put away the iron plate that was already a little tattered and looked south.
The snow wind howled, lifting the corner of his hood, revealing the lower half of his face.
There was no expression on his face, and with a faint cyan skin, he looked particularly bewitching and terrifying. However, even if you can only see a small part of the face, even the jaw and mouth, it still makes people feel beautiful. Can make a bewitching face feel beautiful, how beautiful should the face itself be?
Shortly after the Daoist and the rest of the people disappeared into the blizzard, he pulled on his hood and turned to walk towards the blizzard to the north.
Before he could get close to the old snow town, he was stopped by a large shadow in the snowy field.
It was an extremely tall inverted fang.
The fierce and terrifying Fallen Mountain Fang is extremely docile at this time, because it is a mount.
A cold and violent sound rang out from the horns of the fallen mountain fang.
"It seems that Ben Shuai is still a little late. ”
The demon marshal sat in the corner of the plate, propped up his chin, and looked indifferently at the black robe below.
His armor was covered with gold thread and green rust, and it was extremely glaring to look at.
His voice was particularly cold and rough, as if metal was rubbing, and it was extremely harsh.
The black robe ignored the second strongest man of the demon clan, lowered his head, and prepared to walk through in silence.
The demon marshal's voice became angry, and he shouted sharply: "As a military advisor, you actually failed to dissuade Your Majesty, what kind of crime should you be guilty of!"
The voice of the black robe was very indifferent and tasteless: "Your Majesty has returned safely, why should you and I bother ourselves?"
The demon marshal was even more angry, and reprimanded loudly: "Your Majesty is seriously injured, you dare to say that I am a mere mere and disturbing myself?"
Hearing this, the black robe finally stopped, looked up at the top of the mountain-like fallen fang, and said in a slightly cold voice: "You actually dare to test His Majesty's injuries from me? If you let Your Majesty know, you will die an ugly death." ”
The demon marshal snorted coldly and said, "Do you think Your Majesty will trust you as before?"
The black robe said calmly: "Your Majesty has trusted me for hundreds of years, and will trust me even longer. ”
The demon commander said sharply: "If Your Majesty is really seriously injured, who do you think will be able to save your life? Don't forget, how many ministers have you killed in the Snow Old City over the years, and how many elders you have offended! And even if you have made great contributions to my god race, you are a human after all!"
The black robe ignored him and continued to walk into the snow.
No one knows about this conversation in the snow, and even if they do, it's commonplace.
For the soldiers of the demon clan, the disagreement between the military advisor and the demon commander was originally a very common thing.
However, if you look closely, you can actually find that there are many hidden meanings in this dialogue, which is very unusual.
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After a thousand years, the Demon Lord has reappeared in the world, the situation on the mainland is turbulent and tense, and Hanshan, as the birthplace of a qiē incident, is even more so.
The Heavenly Stone Array was forcibly broken by the Demon Lord, thousands of Heavenly Stones were returned to their places, the vacancies in the meadows, mountain cliffs and lakes were filled again, the injured people were carried to the peak for healing, the dead were sent back to their hometowns, and the collapsed mountain roads and cliffs also began to be renovated, but the atmosphere that had changed could not return to the former tranquility again, and the stewards of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion and the cultivators who participated in the Stone Boiling Conference looked very nervous.
Until now, not too many people know what happened a few days ago, why the peerless powerhouses of the human world rushed to Hanshan one after another, the truth is still in the fog, but people can feel that something big must have happened, because of the heavy guard, and because of the oppressive atmosphere coming from those small buildings by the lake.
The King of Linghai and Mao Qiuyu, who were initially rejected by Tianji Pavilion outside the Cold Mountain, appeared at the top of the peak at this time, standing outside a small building, their faces were extremely ugly.
There are more than ten small buildings on the lakeside, which are used to arrange for the monks who participate in the boiling stone conference to live, this small building has the best location, facing the lake and back to the mountain, it is exceptionally quiet, and the scenery is also the best, but it is obvious that this does not make Mao Qiuyu and the king of Linghai feel any better.
Because Chen Changsheng was unconscious in the small building at this time.
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(There is another chapter at 8 p.m.)