The faint light of the dzi seemed dim and quiet in the long aisle.

Two robes, one black and one white, walked slowly in the corridor, one left and one right.

A slight puff of smoke and dust shrouded the corridor, and fluttered lightly along the hem of the robe.

Above the heads of the two of them, every ten zhang or so, they will see a gloomy glowing round bamboo, hanging on the mountain wall.

One after another, the pearls of the sky, suspended in the sky above the Yongdao of the Red Mountain, seem to be soaked in the seawater, lose their weight, in fact, they are held up by people with indescribable power, ups and downs, and they contain a long and narrow light, swaying with the wind, like a touch of light, reflecting the scene of the Yongdao.

The young man in the white robe looked solemn.

Li Bailin narrowed his eyes, although he had already guessed that after he entered the Red Mountain, he would most likely meet the person he didn't want to meet, but he didn't guess that the encounter came so quickly, and it was so unreasonable.

He didn't expect that in this corridor...... Nothing but the dzi.

So the two of them could only move forward in silence.

Li Bailin's expression was cloudy, and he thought of some of the thoughts that had slowly sprouted up over the years, he avoided looking at Tongtianzhu, and chose to bow his head slightly, silent.

Li Baijing's face was also a little delicate, there was no smile on his face, but it was not serious, along the way, he raised his head slightly, his eyes looked at the Babel Bead one by one, with a trace of confusion in his eyes, as if he was asking the side of the Babel Pearl.

You...... What does that mean?

Tongtianzhu means that all the scenes in this corridor will be truthfully reflected in the world of the Great Sui, the man holding the source of the Tongtianzhu.

At this moment, the man should be sitting in the palace.

The word Tongtian, hands and eyes reach the sky.

The hunting day of the Celestial God Plateau is still going on, and the cultivators of the eastern and western realms are hunting the primordial demon clan...... Li Baijing thought that his father wanted to see his own means, so he arranged this scene of Red Mountain, so that he and the imperial brother who were separated from each other had a fair showdown.

Tongtianzhu is there, which means that his father is there.

Thousands of miles away, but it's just a stone's throw away.

Li Baijing's expression was in a trance, he glanced at the tall and thin young man with a pale face beside him, and found that the other party seemed to have really grown up, and there were some more resolute lines on his cheeks, which at first glance, made him feel strange and familiar.

Seeing each other every year, Li Baijing has always greeted his younger brother with a smile.

Although this imperial brother has been swallowing his anger in the first twenty years of his tragic life, pretending to be pitiful in front of others, and trying to please himself in front of him, Li Baijing has long known that he only needs to wait until the third brother grows up a little more, and he will stand up and put on an indifferent expression again, and want to compete with himself for the most precious thing in the world.

As it turned out, he was not wrong.

The rise speed of the Western Realm has come so fast, his younger brother, who has always shown a weak face, has recruited a bunch of masters of the rivers and lakes, holding two holy mountains in his palms, and has also attracted the Taoist Sect in the Western Realm, and even the "teacher" quota of his father has been used up, Xu Qingke, who is sitting next to Li Bailin, after seeing the Tiandu Ganlu Mansion, was listed by his teacher Han Yue as a figure who needs to be treated carefully in the Eastern Territory, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Over the years, the suppression of the eastern frontier against the western frontier is still there, but the intensity has begun to decrease uncontrollably

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, The words of the eastern realm are in the western realm, and they are gradually not working, and he Li Baijing is still the lord of the first realm in the eastern realm, but he stretched out a hand to put it in the western realm, wanting to stir up the wind and clouds, but he is becoming more and more stretched.

This is nothing, the most noticeable change in a few years.

It was when we met every year that the thin child with a runny nose straightened his back and straightened his waist in front of him, no longer pretending to please.

......

......

Stop.

Li Bailin stood beside his brother, his expression was calm and natural, but his mood was not like this, walking side by side with his brother, even if there were no words, just silence, in the past, it was an unprecedented scene.

It's like throwing two stones in the calm lake of the heart.

Ripples.

In the past ten years, every time he returned to Tiandu at the end of the year, he was either "seriously ill and unable to meet", or he looked like a "stupid and pitiful" dementia.

No, Li Bailin only felt that he could straighten his spine now, relying on himself, not others, he was not grateful to anyone, he liked the feeling of standing up and talking, and he wanted more.

On the stone walls on the left and right, there are suspended beads of the sky, indicating that his father is watching everything that happens here.

Li Bailin took a breath lightly, stretched out his palm, and stuck it on the stone wall, the thick qi contained in the palm of his palm, because of the disorder of his mood, burst out uncontrollably, shattered some gravel, and after letting go of his palm, the stone wall left a small lotus trace.

Li Bailin knew that this journey was not long, but something would definitely happen.

......

......

The second prince Li Baijing, who was wrapped in a black robe, suddenly said softly: "Over the years, it has not been easy for you. ”

Li Bailin narrowed his eyes.

walked silently for a while, in this red mountain road, there was no primordial demon clan that would jump out as he thought, and a certain primitive demon clan that was raised by the three divisions of the Great Sui would not bother to do these means if he wanted to...... Let yourself and Li Baijing get together in the Red Mountain, go down so slowly, what will be said and done before reaching the end, is what that man wants to see.

Of course, there are scenes where there will be no big fights.

So after the two of them were silent for a long time, his brother was the first to speak and said such a sentence that seemed to be unnutritious.

Li Bailin said indifferently: "It's not easy for me, and it's not easy for you." ”

The two of them live in the imperial city, and they don't look up and see each other, but those trivial opportunities that may lead to meeting are all staggered by the two of them...... The meeting of Red Mountain was the first time after the Aoyama Mansion.

This is a war without gunpowder.

Since the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty, such wars have lasted for a long time, with the winner being the king and the loser being the villain.

Maybe it's because every word they say is heard by the man in Babel......

Li Bailin lowered his eyebrows, his demeanor was very natural, but his subtle actions and actions were not so natural.

For example, when he was nervous, some sweat would ooze from his palms, so when he walked in the corridor of the Red Mountain, he had already wiped his inner sleeve many times...... This was an extremely subtle movement, but it was still noticed by Li Baijing.

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What can be stressful?

Because Li Bailin can't say the wrong word.

Neither can Lee Beluga.

They walked down the road.

What they ask, what they do, what they fight, what they take, what they give away...... Many reasons for them to screw together.

And looking at the various reasons, it can be said explicitly, and it cannot be said explicitly, among which the biggest reason is ...... In fact, it is the narrowness of the corridor, so that the black and white robes have to be squeezed together, looking like a pair of brothers who really love each other.

......

......

Avoiding each other is because they don't want to see each other.

Because once we meet, we inevitably have to say something.

Li Baijing made a start, and then smiled softly, saying some aimless words along the way, sentence by sentence, from the moon viewing day in the east, to the flower festival in Tiandu, to the bowl festival in Lingshan, talking about what places he has traveled in the past year, what people he has met, and interesting or boring things that have happened.

Li Bailin dealt with it casually and perfunctorily, and the slight irritability in his heart intensified.

He frowned, this road has been going like this, will it never end?

Li Bailin's palms were wet again, sweat oozed out, he looked at the heavenly bead, and found that the stone walls on both sides of the surrounding area were surrounded by a faint mist......

His pupils constricted.

The stone wall that had just been shattered by his own slap, in the pit, the traces of the lotus flower were still there, the clouds were shrouded, and the gravel on the ground was still scattered on the soles of his feet...... No wonder this road can't end, because he and his second brother have been going around in circles.

The fog ahead was getting thicker.

In Li Bailin's mind, countless pictures flashed like a lightning speed.

Like a sharp arrow that shot out, it swept through the heart lake, and when it was about to reach the other side, it was pulled by a nameless force, so it took a puff of water that flew inward, connecting memory fragments along the way, and piecing together the broken picture -

Knock on the door of the Lotus Pavilion by yourself.

The tall pillars of the Castle Peak Mansion were shattered, and the mountain was shrouded in mist.

One night when I was holding an umbrella with my husband and passing by the Manna Mansion.

When he returned to the Tiandu Imperial City from Shushan and crushed the jade talisman, he looked at the prince in the attic.

He boarded the white lotus carriage at the bottom of the Sanqing Pavilion Mountain, and on the day he left the western realm with his husband Xu Qingke, Sanqing Pavilion was convinced by his own decision.

These memories whizzed by, swept all the way forward, swept to the beginning...... When he made up his mind to stand up and hold that thing in his hand, the gentleman patted himself on the shoulder, stood in the mist at the top of the mountain, and said the words to himself.

The long dark night, the sparkling fires.

Li Bailin shook his head, his face was pale, he looked at Tongtianzhu, without saying a word, from a distance of thousands of miles and thousands of miles, he knew that the man could see his expression at the moment.

Everyone said that their father knew everything, knew everything, and was omnipotent.

Li Bailin didn't believe it.

If a person keeps a secret and never speaks, then who else will know?

A voice pulled him back to reality.

"Hey—"

The voice of Lee Beluga.

"The fog has lifted. ”

(Today's Christmas Eve~ Have you received an apple?)

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