This night is destined to leave a name in history, because a generation of Confucians is using their lives to ask the heavens, and they want to ask a broad road for the rivers and mountains of the Great Song Dynasty and the people.

Kaifeng's night market is open all night, which is also an important feature of its attraction for foreign business travelers, and at night, Tokyo's Fengyue industry is especially prosperous, especially the 'third floor' in Tokyo, which is the biggest beneficiary.

Zhuang Lou, one of the third floors, is the oldest and most profound one.

Fan Tower, also known as Bailu Tower, is one of the biggest booms in Tokyo and is the representative of the Beijing Division. It's just that it is the only one in the Great Song Dynasty, and there is no other semicolon, so the background is far from that of Zhuang Lou.

The last one, called Xingxinglou, has only been famous for more than ten years, but it is the most mysterious one in the 'third floor', and it never participates in competition on weekdays, but it is unexpectedly popular. Its mystery naturally attracted the attention of many people, but in the end, no one could find out its details.

And in a secret place in this mysterious star-picking tower, a stone tower of more than ten zhang stands in the desolate landscape, surrounded by poor mountains and bad waters, and there are no people, so that this tower is also like a natural creation, blending in here, harmonious. The tower does not look like it has been carved artificially, but rather looks like a natural pile of boulders, which looks a little tilted, and the gaps between the stones are a little large. It's like once a giant who, when he was bored, accidentally fiddled with a few small stones and built such a gadget, just to kill time, ignoring the beauty of the toy. Later, when he got tired of playing and left, he left the toys here, and all that was left was this pile of stone towers.

The interior of the stone tower is not as rough as it seems from the outside, but like other tower-like buildings, it has a spiraling staircase leading to the top floor. In the middle of the tower is a huge stone pillar, all of which are built by leaning on them, and the spiral staircase spirals around them. So there is no floor in the middle, but the scenery outside the tower can be easily observed through the wide gap in the stone. At the end of the pillar, the spire, the top is empty, and the top of the pillar naturally forms a round platform on which various objects are arranged. There were swords stuck diagonally on stone platforms, piles of stones piled together in shape, and a few dried up bloodstains. In the center of the round platform was a futon, on which sat an old man in a green robe, with white hair and beard and closed eyes. In front of him lay a wooden fish, a string of Buddhist beads, a stack of robes, and a golden bowl. His fairy style and posture make people can't help but feel a sense of admiration and reverence when they see it.

This wilderness is uninhabited, and under this starry night, it is even quieter, especially the ape and wolf howling in the mountains and forests not far away, which makes this quiet night a little cold.

Although the top of the white tower is empty, there are stone plates on the rock walls on both sides of it, and there are flames burning in them, which illuminates the space on the top of the tower very brightly.

In the sky, suddenly there was a light from the north, and the northern sky was completely lit, the starlight retreated, and the darkness disappeared. At this moment, the eyes of the old man in the center of the stone pillar suddenly opened! At this moment, all the flames on both sides of the rock wall were extinguished at once, as if they had never been lit up. Now there was only darkness left in the whole space, and there were two starlight in the darkness that were very bright, but they were the eyes of the old man, brighter than the stars in the sky. The light cast by these two stars on the northern horizon became brighter and brighter.

"Knock on the sky and ask for directions?" This voice is very attractive, but it is by no means beautiful, but secretly contains a moving rhyme. "Alas, this Confucianism, Taoism, and Yuan Shen will take shape, but it will be destroyed in a flash, is this the way to ask the people of the world with their lives and future? His words were low and full of regret, but his face in the darkness was not clear. "Although I pity your talent and admire your choice, I am sorry that I can't let you ruin my arrangement. The old man sighed, and his hands began to make one seal after another, and then the stone pillar under him began to have a black light that was not obvious in the darkness. But this black light began to spread upward, and soon, the old man's whole body began to be bathed in black light. This black light surged upwards like a spring, and soon condensed into a black bead above the old man's head.

"Relic, Moko is immeasurable, the way of heaven is chaotic, and the road ahead is boundless!" the old man solemnly read this sentence, and the black light beads above his head fell to the back of his head, forming a longitudinal black light ring, surrounding the old man. This is very similar to what the Buddhists call the Buddha's light, but it is a strange black color. This is not over, his whole body was wrapped in black light, which made this black light rise sharply, and then it soared into the sky in a cylindrical shape, and soon rushed to the north.

White and black face off in the sky, one wants to explore the sky and ask for directions, but the other comes to obstruct it.

On the shore of Yingshui, Su Ziyou's body trembled, his face suddenly turned white, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, he was still old after all, he had little life, and his potential was limited.

Not far away, the little child in the hut watched the scene through the crack in the window, and although he didn't know what was happening, his eyes were watery, and his little hands covered his mouth to prevent himself from making a sound. In his eyes, his grandfather is like a god, and the light on his body can dispel darkness and bring light and warmth to people.

"Painstaking sacrifice, the three Su Wen's fame and talent are the guide, the original manuscript of "Water Tune Song Head" is the medium, with the power of his father and brother's heroic spirit, I am willing to dispel the darkness and ask the heavens!" Su Ziyou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and took out the box that he had been cherishing from his arms, but it was the original manuscript of "Water Tune Song Head" given by his brother. His brother was talented and stronger than him, but he didn't meet his talents, and finally died of depression, and his talent was peerless but he failed to achieve Confucianism, Taoism, and Yuanshen, which was his brother's biggest regret, and it also made him sigh. But it is undeniable that Su Zizhan's talent is world-famous, and his original manuscript is not much better than the relics of the ancient sages. The turtle shell that helped him break through the shackles before was a tool used by King Wen of Zhou for divination, and it was contaminated with the power of the ancient sages to have such a miraculous effect, and the strangeness of Su Zizhan's original manuscript of poetry would not be less than it.

This is very effective, as soon as this painstaking sacrifice comes out, the white light is even stronger, and the darkness will be dispelled again, and the old man on the stone pillar will also change his face drastically.

"The Legacy of the Great Sage!" he guessed that the other party should have used some kind of relic of the former Yuan Shen master, so that the fire of Confucianism and Taoism could be ignited. "Is it only you?" sneered, the old man reached into his arms and took out a rotten wood, but it was very old and about to rot. There was some regret in the old man's eyes, but he still threw it into the air without hesitation. The rotten wood turned into a fiery red in the air, directly burning the white sky into black, like a ball of black charcoal falling on the white paper, instantly covering its original color.

The masters of the Yingchuan family all sighed for a while, and they all saw that it was Su Ziyou who had failed, but the black light in the sky was not obvious at all, and these people were not enough, where could they see it? And the 'heavenly fire' behind it was naturally the curse of heaven caused by Su Ziyou's behavior, and the secret of heaven was so easy to explore?

Seeing that the white light was about to retreat into his body, at that moment, he would suffer the backlash, forcibly catalyzing the backlash of the primordial god, with his state, it was impossible to survive at all. But someone made a move before, as a party concerned, of course, he discovered, "It's not a pity for me to die, but I regret that I can't find a clear way for the people of the world and the society of the country, alas, the will of heaven is like this, but it can't be changed by human beings! That's it, just let me see who is behind the shot, and it also makes my death a little worthwhile! My life has an end, and there is no end to knowledge." With the end of the end, there is no end, and it is gone! It is already the one who knows, and it is just gone! With my soul, I exchange the peace of heaven and earth, and I am bright and clear!" Su Zi is from the head of Hao, and the whole person is getting older and older, but he is burning the last life span! Not only that, but his barely gathered Yuan Shen began to collapse, but his consciousness was not enough to maintain, and his soul power was exhausted. So he exchanged all his remaining strength at the moment for a single blow, containing all his wisdom and final strength, as well as the heart that cherishes the world!

This blow pierced the sky like a meteor, shattering the darkness like glass!

"Poof!" At the same time, the old man in Tsing Yi suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole person was sluggish. "Okay! It's really courageous! It's actually a self-dispersing true spirit, and it will never be reborn! I really have to admire, how many people can do such a decision?" The old man smiled bitterly, this was the first time in his life that he had been injured so badly, and it was still something done by a junior. "It's really obsessed, I want to know the answer when I'm dying, but what can I do? Even if I know, you don't have a chance to reveal it, so why bother?" he said it, facing the top of the White Tower.

But I saw a white humanoid phantom suspended in the air in the void at the top of the tower, but it was the last remnant of Su Ziyou's primordial spirit, and it was still weakening.

"Unexpectedly, this is the legendary Demon Sky White Tower, the ancient mythical demon god Chiyou, there are ninety-nine eighty-one brothers, each of whom has great powers, immortal and indestructible, but in the end, it was jointly exterminated by the human emperor Shennong and the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan. It is said that after death, they do not fall into hell, do not enter reincarnation, transcend the Three Realms and Six Realms, and their physical bodies are not destroyed, turning into ninety-nine eighty-one white pagodas. Before he died, Chi You said that he would turn into a force of anger, and he would resurrect the eighty-one brothers who had turned into the Demon Heaven White Pagoda one by one in the future, and then open the 'Qiankun Rebellion Gate' to seek revenge from Yan Huang Erjun!

"Okay, I have knowledge, I even know such ancient things! Although there are some gaps, you are right, the troubled times do have something to do with the 'Gate of Rebellion and Chaos', because it has already appeared. That's the biggest variable of this era!So, I can't let you find him!" Because he admired Su Ziyou very much, the old man in Tsing Yi didn't mean to keep it secret, and told him everything.

"Alas, I didn't expect it to be related to the myths of ancient times, could it be that these eighty-one ancient gods and demons can really reproduce in the world? In that case, the world will definitely be in chaos!" Su Ziyou was very worried about the future of the world.

"You are a person whose true soul has been extinguished and is about to be scattered, how can the people in the world be with you?"

Fan Gong said: The worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world! This is exactly the realm that I have pursued all my life! How can you understand that the Tao is different and does not conspire with each other. I really didn't expect that there are still sages like you in the world, who have cultivated relics, but unfortunately it is the Demon Dao, this is a disaster in the world, it's a pity that ......" Su Ziyou said, the whole person has become more and more diluted, and finally dissipated.

"It's a pity? Hmph, all the ways in the world are Tao, let alone good and evil? Becoming a king and defeating a king, ancient and modern reason, nothing more than that! But this should also be exposed, after all, there are still capable people in the world, can you just find me?" The man in Tsing Yi grabbed the robe, wooden fish, golden bowl and Buddha beads on the ground, and smiled, but his face was pale. "The power of the Confucianism and Taoism Yuan Shen is really powerful, if it weren't for his lack of foundation, he would definitely be more seriously injured today, fortunately, there is still a spirit pill on his body, and this injury will be healed soon. It seems that you have to be more careful in the future, there are too many talents in the Central Plains, in case there is another Su Ziyou like this......" Just thinking about it, he shuddered.

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