"Nope. ”

With just one word, Li Xuanji then moved his gaze from the floating clouds outside the mountain to the ancient burial. In the eyes like a sea of stars, in addition to the depth, there is also a trace of fierceness at this time, just like the edge of the sword is revealed in the field of vision, and it can break through the wind and kill the enemy at any time.

Li Xuanji said: "Before you leave, you have to hand over the tomb map of the corpse and the dragon land." Otherwise, stay in Zhenwu Mountain and spend the rest of your life catching up with me. My Xuanyuan Sword has not been opened for many years. ”

“......”

The edge is difficult to hide, and the killing intent is revealed.

The four old men under the eaves of the small building couldn't help but cheer up a lot of spirits, and cautiously beware of going to Li Xuanji.

Li Xiaohua's expression was quite strange, as if there was something she couldn't figure out, so she thought silently.

The ancient burial is not unexpected, because Li Xuanji's character has always been upright in this life, just like the eternal sword in her hand, she will not hesitate to choose to strangle anything that threatens the safety of the Tang Dynasty.

Grab the sackcloth on your body and wipe some of the blood from your arm. Gu Fu then took a heavy step, walked towards the chessboard, and said with a sigh as he walked: "Senior sister is really so straightforward, so that people have nothing to say." Xuanyuan is the sword of the Holy Dao, which was cast by the Yellow Emperor by the bronze of the first mountain of the ancient gods, slaying demons and defending justice in the world. The Yellow Emperor once used this sword to behead the first generation of Wu Ancestor Chiyou, could it be that Senior Sister also wants to follow the example of her ancestors and hang my head in Xuanwu Gate with Xuanyuan?"

"It's time for you to fall. ”

“......”

Li Xiaohua's black chess pieces had been in her hand for a long time, and it wasn't until Li Xuanji reminded her that she realized that she would put the chess pieces on the chessboard at will.

After the black chess piece fell, Li Xuanji picked up another son and placed it on the side, and then replied to the words of the ancient burial: "Countless years have passed, and it is useless to mention the grievances of the ancestors. In order to escape from the five elements and fight for your life with the sky, you did not hesitate to give up your dignity as a human being and turned into a corpse. The corpse is a demon Dao, but in the final analysis, this is only because of the bloodline of the Wu Ancestor, and Xuanyuan has no reason to be unsheathed. However, Xia Yin's attempt to steal the country failed, but your three saints of the Western Regions secretly conspired with him to lay out the dragon vein of my Tang Dynasty, which is enough to destroy the nine clans.

While there is still room for it, I might as well advise you.

Xia Yin has a big problem, his demagogic technique can steal the sun and the moon, and what he is plotting cannot be fully understood even by the master. In addition to courage and strength, you also need wisdom to seek skin with the tiger, otherwise all the promises he gives you will only be a flash in the pan. Do it yourself. ”

"Tsk..."

While Li Xuanji was speaking, Gu Fu slowly walked to the chess game where she and Li Xiaohua were sitting opposite each other. The ancient burial took the corner of the linen robe and sat down on the spot, and then gently put his hands together on his calves.

"Senior sister is reasonable..."

The ancient burial sighed: "But now that there is still dignity in this world, there is only one left to sell his life, and there is no morality at all." Ever since we embarked on this path, we have not known what is true and what is false, and we cannot trust anything except the knife in our hands. Xia Yin is certainly scheming, but Li Chunfeng has been in the Tower of Babel for too long, and it should be time to come down and change people. ”

"What's on the Tower of Babel?"

“......”

The topic was once again put on a vague taboo, and Li Xiaohua, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't help but ask.

The Tower of Babel is the most mysterious forbidden area in the world.

For countless years, I don't know how many people have explored its mysteries.

But no one knows what it hides.

The four old men under the eaves of the small building straightened their necks curiously.

The ancient burial glanced at Li Xiaohua, and then looked at Li Xuanji fixedly, and said, "I have always wanted to know the answer to this question. Xia Yin once told us that the Tower of Babel can reach the sky, which is a shortcut for mortals to ascend to immortals, but I don't believe it. Because Li Chunfeng has been holding the Tower of Babel for more than 60 years, he has not become an immortal so far, but has become a turtle all year round. I wonder if Senior Sister can tell me the truth?"

"No comment. ”

Li Xuanji resolutely cut off the issue of ancient burials, but as the words changed, he vaguely revealed another hidden truth: "The Tower of Babel is left by Fuxi and Nuwa, and it is the first weapon in the world, and its mystery can only be known to the owners of the tower in previous dynasties, and even the emperors of previous dynasties are not allowed to ask." Now in the whole world, only Li Chunfeng can answer this question. Therefore, even if Xia Yin is capable, it is impossible to know that the shameless people are not telling us, just to deceive you into getting on the thief ship. ”

"Haha..."

The ancient burial suddenly laughed when he heard this.

The laughter was hoarse but a little clear, and he didn't feel much scheming: "The people in the city really have a deep routine." One by one, we mountain and village men are fooled into applause, and I can't tell the truth from the false, I'm really confused. ”

Li Xuanji said: "It's not that I'm confused, I'm in a hurry." ”

The smile faded away, leaving only a small gap.

"Perhaps, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. ”

"It's easy to be in a hurry. ”

"But everybody is in a hurry. ”

"So things are going to be bad. ”

"Bad things have already happened.

"No, what will happen in the future, it will be worse. ”

"Do you mean Fengxian?"

"Sooner or later, there will be a break between me and him, but it's none of his business. ”

"Hey..."

The meaning of the words gradually became profound, but both of them grasped the words precisely, briefly everywhere, and to the point. At the end of his speech, Gu Fu stretched his old waist, as if giving up on delving into this question, and continued: "It's okay, anyway, if you don't come, you'll come." It is not easy for the junior brother to go to Xishu, and now it is a rare year, and the days have to be counted. If my sister doesn't dislike it, I'll take advantage of the time I still have some leisure and elegance to play chess with you here and blow the wind. Stay a few more days and see what kind of medicine is in the gourds of those senior brothers, what is the condition, and whether to sell it or not. If I say this, Senior Sister should be accommodating, right?"

“......”

Li Xuanji's eyes were faintly cold, and then she swept over the two people in front of her, thinking silently. The sun is blazing and gradually ringing in the afternoon, the blue sky and clouds are stark and the temperature is already a little warm.

Li Xiaohua held the black chess, her eyebrows condensed, and she seemed to be troubled.

The laughter of the ancient burial looms, and it seems much more casual.

After a while, Li Xuanji suddenly said: "The emperor is above, if you have a soldier who is not right, you will be a thief, you are digging your own grave." ”

"Put away your virtue, I want to vomit when I see it. ”

Li Xiaohua picked up the teacup and drank it all in a sullen gulp, and scolded with disdain: "In this world, you can be a soldier, who wants to be a thief? The emperor has no way, the sky should stand, and you are stubborn and unwilling, so you dig your own grave. When my second senior brother comes back, it will be time to bury the earth, so you just wait!"

"Da..."

Li Xiaohua's words are still full of resentment.

So, the sunspots fell heavily...

The world is thin, people are evil, and the rain sends dusk flowers to fall. The wind is dry, and the tears are left. If you want to write about your heart, you will be oblique in your monologue. Hard, hard, hard!

People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is often like a swing. The horn is cold, and the night is dark. Afraid of people asking, crying and pretending to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!

Wind and rain, thunder and lightning, black clouds overwhelm the city, and the territory of Datang is becoming more and more unpeaceful. The endless incidents are like surging waves, pushing the turbulent Hanhai wave after wave to the high tide.

First of all, Li Xiaohua reappeared in the world, and burned the corpse of Shoushan Baili overnight with the terrifying array technique, so as to open up the conspiracy of the saints to hide the knife, and then went to Chang'an with Xia Xun and others, and then worshiped the mountain Zhenwu so far. Later, on the day of the reappearance of Zhu Xian, the ancient burial of Wuzu in the Western Regions quietly entered the city, and two months later, he also followed Li Xiaohua's footprints and boarded the real martial arts.

If the macro situation is regarded as a chess game, the actions of Li Xiaohua and Gu Fu are like two murderous players charging on the chessboard. They were placed on the side of the enemy baron, Zhenwu Mountain, in a single-handed way. Once the momentum of slaying the dragon is formed, they can attack the fortified position and use it as a knife to directly pierce the enemy's henchmen, and retreat can use the real force as an obstacle to prevent them from acting rashly. This chess move can be described as clever, but if you say it deeply, it is extremely superficial and stupid.

Because, Zhenwu Mountain is located in Chang'an City.

If the Tang Dynasty government suddenly issued an imperial order to close the Sifang City Gate, arrange heavy troops to control the air, and then send a million troops to surround Zhenwu. At that time, Li Xiaohua and the ancient burial and the four old men who were on Zhenwu Mountain were the turtles in the urn, and the fish and meat were on the anvil. Even if the Tower of Babel does not open the Great Protector Array, even if they can escape from the city full of soldiers and horses by luck with the might of the saint, then at least they have to take off a layer of skin. After all, Li Xuanji's sword was the one that had defeated Lu Fengxian.

But the development of things is often so unbelievable.

The so-called gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, Xia Xun hides secrets but the realm is humble and difficult to become a climate, and the Tang Dynasty government does not pay attention to it for the time being, but Li Xiaohua is the first division in the world, and the ancient burial is a martial saint who is beyond the six realms. The presence of either of these two people could pose a deadly threat to Chang'an City. However, his henchmen were planted with two dark swords, and neither the Jinluan Hall nor the Tower of Babel had moved so far, as if they hadn't seen anything. It's so weird that people can think about it. But faintly, a very small number of people also smelled a different kind of information - the trickster in Chang'an City didn't seem to care about the two big fish that entered the net first, he was waiting quietly, waiting for more big fish to enter the net, and then catch them all. Of course, there are other possibilities, such as a threat that can shake the political system of the imperial court, so do not dare to act rashly.

Some people say that the answer to the court's questions lies in the rivers and lakes.

In fact, why is the problem of the rivers and lakes not in the court?

What happened in Zhenwu Mountain today is undoubtedly a crucial entry point in this chess game.

It can make the interest groups at the top of the imperial court anxious and uneasy, but it is always too far away from the mortal dust, and the distance is not the distance, but the level. The ancient burial to Zhenwu, if it happened on weekdays, it might still become a daily conversation for the people, but it can't happen today. Because for the vast majority of the people in the world who are at the bottom of the tower, whoever is the emperor is actually the same, the food has to be eaten, the road has to be walked, and the clothes are still wearing yesterday's clothes. The thing they are most concerned about is always just their own food and clothing, not the enmity of the rivers and lakes in the bloody wind and rain, and it is not the unattainable imperial hegemony.

And the most direct way to solve the problem of food and clothing for the common people is undoubtedly the silver tael.

Today, it coincides with the day of the monthly dividends of the Huang family's industries...

Before the heavy profits, the turmoil of the court and the prosperity of the rivers and lakes became worthless in the eyes of the common people. Looking at the gold and silver that was really in their hands, and then looking at the snow-white stocks that led to the sky, everyone couldn't help but blush. There are many people who laugh and get carried away, and there are not a few people who are heartbroken and regretful.

Today's Chang'an, not frightened by the arrival of the saint, but trembling by the madness of the market!