And just when Su Changan was immersed in the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, some things that were enough to change the world were also quietly happening. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shudi.

From the pre-Qin to the pre-Han dynasty, they have always been regarded as a battleground for soldiers.

It has the Nandou Cangyu Gate, which is famous enough to compete with Tianlan, and the Shu Mountain, which is the Niuer of the world's sects.

There is such an easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack place as Jiananguan, and there is a large area of fertile and coveted arable land in Hanzhong County.

Shu has always had the nickname of the land of dragons.

The Taizu of the Han Dynasty at that time rebelled in Shu and achieved a prosperous empire of the Han Dynasty for more than 700 years.

Seven Killing Star Monarch, the lord of Xishu, Lu Lichen also wanted to emulate his ancestors and achieve hegemony.

It's just a pity that at the critical moment of the decisive battle, the number of stars that Xishu relied on as the pillar of the country fell one after another, and one side was heroic, and finally it was inevitable to turn into a pei loess and be buried in the mausoleum in the north of Jiahan County.

At this point, at least that's what most people think.

By this time it was already late at night.

There are three figures walking through the dense forest outside Jiahan County.

The starlight shone through the cracks in the dense forest, mottled down, and shone on the bodies of the three people.

You can roughly see the description of these three people.

One was an elderly woman, the other was a young girl holding a lute, and the other was a man in his early twenties with a long sword on his back.

Looking at the appearance of the three people walking, the woman was faintly the leader.

The woman, on the other hand, seemed to be a very serious person, and she only hurried away in silence, and did not have the slightest intention of talking to them.

And the girl seemed to be so frightened of the woman that she didn't even bother to look up, but kept her head down and hurried. It seems that he is afraid that when he looks up, he will meet the eyes of the woman.

However, the man next to her glanced at the girl from time to time out of the corner of his eye, but the girl who was hurrying away with her head down didn't notice it.

"Like the moon. It's been a few months since I came to Shudi, and I'm still used to living there?" After a short hesitation, the man finally asked. He is not good at this, as a personal disciple of Yan Guiqiu of the Shushan Sword Sect, his status is enough to be compared with the real person in charge, such an identity makes most of his peers have an inexplicable awe of him, and he rarely has the opportunity to communicate with his peers.

At this moment, he mustered up the courage to talk to this girl, and the fear in his heart was not much worse than when he went to the sword shrine to take out the sword.

"Yes. The girl nodded, her voice barely audible.

But when it fell on the man's ears, it felt like heaven inexplicably.

He wanted to say something more, but he didn't know what to say.

The scene fell silent again.

Only the footsteps of the three were still rustling in the dense forest.

"Wu Gongzi is very concerned about my family Ruyue. Walking in front of the two, the woman suddenly spoke.

Her voice is old, but she is full of energy. And I can't hear joy or sorrow.

As soon as this statement came out.

Both the man and the girl had a panicked look on their faces.

It's just that the reasons vary.

The maiden had heard the woman mention certain plans before, and her panic was due to them.

The man felt that the secret in his heart seemed to be exposed, and his face was embarrassed for a while.

Granny Qingyu laughed. The man surnamed Wu subconsciously wanted to hide his thoughts. Wu just felt that Miss Ruyue had lived in Chang'an in the Central Plains in the past, and he was afraid that she would not be suitable for water and soil when she first came to Shu, so he asked this question. ”

The woman did not break the man's defense, she fell silent and continued on her way.

It seems to alleviate the embarrassment of what he thinks he exists, or maybe he really has such a question in his heart. The man surnamed Wu asked, "Granny Qingyu said that she brought me to meet someone, who is it?"

"You'll know when you arrive. The woman replied.

The man, who knew the woman's temper well, was stunned, but he didn't continue to ask questions without interest.

The three of them walked forward in such a dull atmosphere for another quarter of an hour.

The scene in front of me suddenly brightened.

It was a staircase four or five stories high, and at the top of it was a tomb that looked to be a few years old. On the tombstone, the tomb of Emperor Lu Lichen of the Han Dynasty is engraved with vigorous brushwork.

The Han Dynasty has always paid attention to the rule of filial piety in the world, so after the death of almost all emperors, there will be a filial piety in the name.

When Lu Lichen was defeated, the Holy Emperor remembered him as a hero, so he gave him this nickname, which can be regarded as an acknowledgment of his identity as the orthodoxy of the Han Dynasty, and of course, to a large extent, it was also to appease the old department of Shu Han.

Now that the old woman had suddenly brought him here, he could not help but wonder a little.

"This is not the tomb of Emperor Lu, why did Granny Qingyu bring her boy here...?" asked the man surnamed Wu.

Lady Qingyu, as the representative of the remnants of Western Shu that year, had already reached some agreements with Shushan. But although the Great Wei is now in danger of being tired, after all, he has ruled the world for nearly a hundred years, and in the hearts of most people, the current Great Wei is orthodox, and these remnants of the Shu Han want to pull Shushan together to fight against the Great Wei. The senior brother in charge obviously had some doubts, and it was in order to dispel such doubts that Lady Qingyu said that she would wait for him to meet someone tonight.

But he didn't want to come here, and the man surnamed Wu was inexplicably angry in his heart.

He secretly thought that this Qingyu lady wanted to use the late Emperor Xiaoming to hold Shushan hostage.

"Qingyu mother-in-law, the prime minister of Zuo Yucheng did have a kindness with me in Shushan, my ancestors inherited his kindness and blessed your bereaved family for many years. If Qingyu's mother-in-law should not be able to recognize the major events in the world, and want to pull me Shushan to wade through a pool of troubled water, don't say that the senior brother in charge does not agree, even I, Wu Qi, dare not agree. Wu Qi's words can be described as righteous words. Although he has some affection for Fan Ruyue, he still knows the merits and priorities.

If he ruined his thousand-year-old foundation of Shu Mountain because of his rash participation in this dispute, then what face should he have to meet his ancestors under Jiuquan?

In the face of Wu Qi's harsh reprimand, the old woman's face was not half angry.

She looked at Wu Qi with a calm face, as if waiting for him to vent the anger in her heart. Wu Qi, who has always been taught by the authentic Taoist system on Shu Mountain, gradually put away his voice at this time.

But it wasn't because he was afraid, but a figure appeared in front of the tomb of Emperor Xiaoming at some point.

Instinctively, Wu Qi felt that this figure should be the person that Mrs. Qingyu said she would bring him to see tonight.

Madame Qingyu also seemed to feel something at this moment, and she turned around, facing in the direction of the figure. And Fan Ruyue on the side was also frightened by the suddenly quiet atmosphere, and she was not good at words, so she also looked at the figure that suddenly appeared silently.

The man was slender, wearing a black gown, a scarf, and a feather fan.

It's just that he can't see his face clearly because he has his back to everyone, but from the way he stands, the way he walks. Wu Qi probably felt the extraordinaryness faintly revealed in this person.

He began to wonder in his mind if there were similar characters in Shudi, but he didn't get the answer he wanted.

This kind of dress is very common in Shu - even if Zuo Yucheng was a very popular minister, he rarely wore his set of prime minister's official clothes, and more often showed people in such clothes.

Now Zuo Yucheng has been in the fall for a hundred years, but the Shu people have always admired it, so there are countless literati and ink writers who imitate its costume.

Therefore, it is indeed impossible to distinguish the identity of a person from such a back.

The figure didn't seem to care about the existence of everyone, he walked to the tomb of Emperor Xiaoming and stood slightly.

It seems to be hesitating about something, and it seems to be remembering something.

After that, he took out three incense candles from his wide cuffs, slowly sorted them out, and then stretched out his fingers and gently wiped them, and the three incense candles were immediately lit.

Then he knelt down respectfully in front of the grave and placed three incense sticks on the head of the grave, which was already covered with weeds.

It was not too long a process, but Wu Qi had a hard time.

Although this man has not released the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power around his body since he appeared, since he appeared, Wu Qi has clearly felt that the aura around him seems to have become suppressed, and this suppression has also continued to increase over time.

But the strange thing is that Fan Ruyue, who is not much lower than him in cultivation, doesn't seem to have the slightest feeling in this regard, as if this kind of suppression is just for him alone.

At this moment, the man finally stood up to his body, and he did not turn around in a hurry, but bowed respectfully around the tomb.

Wu Qi knew that the people he worshipped were those Xishu Star Martyrs who had been dead for a hundred years. Their mound was arranged by later generations with Emperor Xiaoming.

It's just that the emperors of the Great Wei have always been wary of Shu, and most of the remnants are incognito, and few people dare to come to visit, so this place is neglected, so there is now this desolate appearance.

After doing this, the man finally turned his body.

It was an extremely handsome face, and even though the man was already forty years old, it was undeniable that he was still very handsome.

Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, red lips and bright teeth. Suave yet extraordinary.

It seems that all the words in this world are not enough to describe the unique flavor of his body.

"Green jade. Long time no see. He said this in a calm voice, as if he were greeting an old friend he hadn't seen in years. But Wu Qi felt an inexplicable pressure, this pressure was not intentional by the man, but it seemed that he was born with such a heroic aura, so that those who met him would subconsciously admire him.

"Yes. Prime Minister, it has been a hundred years since the time when Longgang was trapped. Lady Qingyu said.

Such a light conversation between the two fell on Wu Qi's ears, and his body shook suddenly.

The man called Mrs. Qingyu Qingyu.

This is something worth scrutinizing, you must know that Mrs. Qingyu is already very old and has a very high seniority, and the person who dares to call her name in the entire Shu region is probably the only one who is his master.

And Mrs. Qingyu calls the man the prime minister, and this prime minister will naturally not be Sima Xu who controls the government in Chang'an City.

In the entire Shu region, the word prime minister is most reminiscent of only one.

And that one has already gone west.

Wu Qi couldn't help but be puzzled, he took a step forward and asked, "This is..."

Lady Qingyu seemed to be a little dissatisfied when she heard this, Wu Qi interrupted her conversation with the man, but thinking that many things in the future would still require Shushan to come forward, so she still suppressed the unhappiness in her heart and wanted to say something.

But the man's voice rang out at that moment.

"Could this boy be the apprentice that Elder Yan Guiqiu accepted this year, Little Thirteen?"

Thirteen is a very famous title.

At that time, Xiahou Haoyu was jealous of the remnants of Xishu and wanted to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Yan Guiqiu, the sword-wielding elder of Shushan, was entrusted by Zuo Yucheng to die, and when Xishu died, he asked him to shelter the bereaved family and leave a legacy for Xishu.

Yan Guiqiu has always been a very committed person.

For this reason, he made an appointment with the Holy Emperor of Great Wei to fight in the sword mound of Shushan.

In that battle, no one watched - those who could see did not want to watch, and those who wanted to see could not.

Only the disciples serving outside the sword mound vaguely saw Yan Guiqiu urging the thirteen divine swords in the Shushan Sword Shrine at the same time, and they were inseparable from Xiahou Haoyu.

These thirteen divine swords have a lot of origins.

It is the sword used by the stars of Shushan in the past dynasties, and it is hidden in the sword mound, waiting for the destined disciples to find it. It can be said that each one has drunk the blood of more than one star, and each one is wrapped in a story that can be sung and cried.

And it is not easy to urge such a divine sword, even if it is a great thing for ordinary stars to be able to control one or two of them, but Yan Guiqiu can urge thirteen divine swords at the same time like two arms, which was definitely a shocking thing at that time.

No one knows the outcome of that battle, but the Holy Emperor has never mentioned the cleanup of the remnants of Xishu since then.

The name of the thirteenth goose has also spread all over the country. The world's sects are all headed by him.

And Wu Qi, as Yan Guiqiu's only apprentice, had already taken out a divine sword left by his ancestors from the sword mound before he could reach the star. There are faint rumors that his kendo talent can be called a demon, and he is even likely to become the second person who can command thirteen divine swords at the same time after the return of the wild goose.

Therefore, the name of Little Thirteen also spread.

"The teacher respects the name, and the younger generation can't afford it. ”

Although he didn't know his identity, but seeing the man so outspoken, Wu Qi knew in his heart that this person was extremely high. Even though he was jealous of the man in his heart, he had always respected the teacher, and he still bowed to the man very respectfully.

"Yes. The man nodded, relieved of Wu Qi's salute.

"Prime Minister, the head of Shushan still has doubts about the matter of begging for thieves, and has postponed it many times, completely ignoring the kindness of the year. I had to bring Wu Gongzi here today. Mrs. Qingyu also said at this time, and there was a lot of dissatisfaction with Shushan's attitude in her words.

Wu Qi was indeed a little embarrassed when he heard this.

Although he had not seen it with his own eyes, he had heard about it.

The prime minister Zuo Yucheng, who was admired by tens of thousands of people, once saved Shushan from the brink of extinction, and Yan Guiqiu, who was the head of Shushan at that time, was grateful for this, and also made a vow that Shushan would respect Han forever.

But now that the remnants of Xishu are withering, even the descendants of the former royal family can't be found, and some are just some empty wine bags and rice bags that are still holding the dream of recovering the country. Although the Holy Emperor died, Sima Xue was not a soft persimmon to be manipulated, at this time, Mrs. Qingyu wanted to pull Shushan against the Great Wei, and it was indeed a little difficult for Shushan.

But the people in the rivers and lakes attach great importance to credit, so Wu Qi does feel a little embarrassed.

"Huh. The man smiled when he heard this, and there was no hint of annoyance on his face. He looked at Wu Qi with a smile and said, "The thousand-year-old foundation of Shushan is naturally not to act rashly. If Wu Gongzi tells me what concerns your head has, I can solve your doubts one by one. ”

The man's attitude made Wu Qi feel a little good, unlike Mrs. Qingyu, although she was a woman, she was bent on reviving the Han family. He sorted out his thoughts and said, "Saint... Xiahou Haoyu is not fake, and the king of Jin in the north has also been rumored to have rebelled recently, and the king of Xiliang Wu is even more busy dealing with the barbarians and has no time to take care of the Central Plains. The Northern Wei Dynasty seemed to be in danger, but Taiwei Mu Liangshan and Yin Lisheng of Jinglun Academy successively ascended to the stars, and Tianlan even had the newly promoted Tianshu Star Xu Rang in charge, and Sima Xu was unfathomable. On the other hand, in my Shu land, there are only two stars, Qingyu Mother-in-law and Shizun. ”

"Not to mention these, just now that the descendants of the former queens are all scattered, although the remnants of Shu are full of ambition to restore the country, but the dragons are leaderless, it is really time for the big war, I am afraid that there will be many variables. ”

"That's right. After listening to Wu Qi's words, the man bowed slightly, and the feather fan in his hand shook unconsciously, and then he suddenly smiled: "Wu Gongzi and the head of the family have no problem worrying about it. But if such concerns are solved for Shushan, then what?"

Wu Qi was stunned when he heard this, this descendant of Emperor Xiaoming may still be able to find it, but this star death can actually be found by looking for it. He naturally didn't believe it, but he subconsciously replied: "If I don't have these concerns, how can I Shushan break my word?"

"Okay!" When the man heard this, his face turned straight, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Fan Ruyue, who had been bowing his head on the side, and said, "This is the descendant of the former queen." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Wu Qi, but even Fan Ruyue herself suddenly raised her head, obviously extremely shocked by this matter. On the contrary, the Qingyu lady had an ordinary expression, as if she had expected this.

"This..."Wu Qi felt a little ridiculous, and secretly thought that this man was trying to deceive himself about what he was talking about. "Mr. said with a smile, Miss Ruyue is the granddaughter of Mrs. Qingyu, after Fan Huangling, the god general of the Han Dynasty. How can he be a descendant of the first emperor? ”

"At that time, the son of the first emperor, Prince Lu Meng and my son were trapped by Wei thieves, and in order to keep the only bloodline of the first emperor, the princess and my granddaughter were exchanged, and they escaped this catastrophe. It is common sense that the princess is young and can't remember, but the emperor left a blood edict to prove it. Lady Qingyu's voice also sounded at that time, and the expression on her face was indifferent, and she didn't seem to feel the slightest reluctance about her granddaughter's death. After saying this, she took out a bloodstained brocade from her arms and handed it to Wu Qi.

Wu Qi subconsciously took it, frowned and looked at it, what was said in it was not half different from what Mrs. Qingyu said, but it was only based on a blood book, but it was difficult for him to judge whether it was true or false.

As if he saw his suspicions, the man smiled and said, "If Gongzi Wu still has doubts, when he returns to Shushan and takes out the Yanlong Sword that the first emperor handed over to Shushan for safekeeping, everything will be decided." ”

Wu Qi was stunned when he heard this, the Yanlong Sword was a divine sword forged by the ancestors of the Han Dynasty, and he followed him to fight, and there was no way to drive it if he was not a descendant.

Wu Qi nodded solemnly, believing a little more in Mrs. Qingyu's words.

"It's just that, even if Miss Ruyue is really the orphan of the first emperor, but after all, there are still several stars in Great Wei now, and there are very few people available in Shu, I think this matter needs to be considered in the long run. Wu Qi persuaded. If Fan Ruyue's identity is real, he can naturally condense the power of Shudi, but if he wants to confront Dawei, in his opinion, he is still hitting a stone with an egg.

"No one available?" the man asked rhetorically.

The look on his face was right at that moment, and a majesty suddenly spread from his body, and he turned his body to face the tomb where countless stars of Xishu were buried again.

"The Han and the thief are not separated, and the royal industry is not partial!"

His voice was deep, piercing through the clouds in the sky, cutting through the thick night and reaching the sky.

It's like sighing, it's like it's calling.

"Where is Shu?"

He asked.

The robe on his body began to flutter, and the green silk with snow in his temples was raised high.

At that time, several stars suddenly lit up from the night, and several starlights sprinkled down with them, and Wu Qi could see it clearly, each starlight shining on a tomb.

Then, those uplifted hills began to squirm, and something was breaking through the ground.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that a figure in armor crawled out of the ground.

They were dressed in armor and armed with blades.

Their eyes were shining, and their heads were covered with stars.

They knelt down towards the man and shouted in unison.

"The last general!"

The demeanor is respectful, but the murderous aura is awe-inspiring, as if a hundred years ago.