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Chapter 554 I report to the son as a bright moon【Thank you for the reward from the leader of the "future" good brother! 】

After a hustle and bustle in the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum.

In the majestic and solemn main hall, Fuyao's vicious counterattack against Jindan was experienced one after another, and three powerful projections from afar were ushered in and bid farewell...

At this moment, I don't know how many times it fell into silence again today.

A tomb passage from the main hall to the apse is being blocked by gravel.

Zhu Yourong, the tall and thin old man, and the Confucian man in white who had just left one after another deliberately did not open these blocked tomb passages, but sealed up the scene, waiting for reinforcements in the near future.

However, what they didn't know was that just as the front feet of everyone's projections disappeared, a new movement appeared in the quiet hall.

In the tomb passage connecting the main hall and the apse, the clogged gravel suddenly rolled and scattered.

The dark entrance to the tomb was revealed.

A tall and slender woman with a mask in white clothes walked out of it.

In the end, Luo Xiu still didn't follow the sincere advice in the blood book left by Zhao Rong.

Not sitting still in the safety of the apse, waiting for rescue or nightfall,

At this time, it was not even the time for the "an hour" that Zhao Rong ordered that he must not go out.

When in the main hall, those auras that made her dignified and cautious disappeared.

Luo Xiu ordered a few words to let Xiaoyu take care of the sisters in the hall, and then she turned on the mechanism, walked out of the apse alone, and came to the main hall that had become familiar and strange to her.

What is familiar is the layout of the dragon coffin in the main hall.

What is strange is the stumped flesh and blood and messy corpses all over the place.

Obviously, a very tragic fight happened here not long ago.

But even if a certain woman in white clothes and a mask was already mentally prepared, she stood in front of the entrance of the tomb passage and saw the scene in front of her with her own eyes.

She was still silent.

In the main hall, the masked woman in white clothes was quiet for a moment, then walked quickly to Zhao Rong, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and squatted down.

She examined it carefully for a moment, her brows and eyes frowning for a while and relaxing for a while.

Not long after, the woman slowly withdrew her right hand that was stroking his burned face.

Her slender white fingers were in stark contrast to her scorched red-black face.

The masked woman in white clothes slightly frowned and stood up, her blood-stained hands quietly clenched into fists.

After standing still for a moment, she turned her head and looked inside the hall.

At this time, because a certain fourth-grade golden elixir was 'disassembled' by a certain Taoist's meticulous sword qi, it fell apart.

The underground palace hall is filled with a huge amount of spiritual energy, and for a while accidentally formed a "Lingbao blessed land" that people on the mountain dreamed of.

It was said to be accidental, but it was actually done on purpose by that Mr. Bai, who facilitated it.

Zhao Rong, who was sitting on the floor with his back against the dragon coffin, had a horrific physical appearance, and his inner warrior physique was also 'broken'.

However, under the influence of the medicine that Zhu Yourong gave him and this temporarily constructed 'Lingbao Paradise', the eight extraordinary meridians, the twelve serious meridians, the true energy of the fire dragon... etc. are slowly absorbing the full spiritual energy from the surrounding world .

The damaged physique of a martial artist of a different kind is recovering at a much faster rate than that of an ordinary martial artist.

Yet even so.

In Luo Xiu's eyes, the speed of natural recovery was still too slow.

As far as the scale of aura in the main hall is based on 'one golden core', the amount of aura absorbed and utilized by his warrior physique is less than one-thousandth of the total amount.

Zhao Rong's physique wanted to completely heal like this, and he didn't know how long it would take.

But his serious injury can't be delayed for too long, otherwise the buried wound will affect the follow-up martial arts path.

And right now, even if Zhao Rong's inner warrior physique can be restored and healed, his outer skin burned by the flames and his severed right arm cannot be recovered naturally.

In a sense... this elegant and funny young master is disfigured and disabled.

Luo Xiu withdrew his gaze and looked up at the "bright starry sky" above his head.

It was a dome inlaid with night pearls and gemstones of various colors. The background was black rocks. They were like a deep night—except there was no bright moon.

During these days, in the dark and oppressive tomb, every time she passed the main hall, she liked to look up at the dome of the starry sky.

Dressed in white clothes with sleeves, he stood in front of the dragon coffin, clenching his fists and covering his chest, looking up at the starry sky above his head, lost in thought.

Except for her slightly frowning eyebrows, she couldn't see the expression covered by the white gauze.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be soon, or it may be a long time.

The blood-stained fist that the woman was covering her chest and clenched tightly loosened suddenly.

She squatted down again, took out a handkerchief and wiped Zhao Rong's face, although it was charred and ugly.

Luo Xiu looked left and right, and then moved Zhao Rong's weakly breathing body to the other side of the dragon coffin - his position was facing the tomb passage leading to the apse before.

With gentle movements, she moved him to the back of the dragon coffin, leaning against the coffin wall again.

This is also the place where the vision cannot be seen after entering the tomb passage, because the vision will be covered by the tall dragon coffin.

After finishing all this, Luo Xiu got up, without hesitation, left the main hall quickly, walked all the way through the dark tomb passage, opened the mechanism, and returned to the apse.

Standing in front of seventeen women in the hall who were also masked in white clothes, she spoke calmly:
"We should go. The 'Wang' has already gone back for something, but she has left the road for us. Let's start now, follow in the footsteps of the 'Wang', and ascend... the Nine Heavens Cold Palace where the gods and ancestors live together."

Except for Xiaoyu, all the girls stood up excitedly. Although they were masked and couldn't see their expressions clearly, it could be seen from their movements that they were very eager.

Luo Xiu wanted to turn around, but Tall turned halfway, as if he remembered something, he turned back:

"Oh, by the way, some unplanned accidents happened outside just now, and the hall was a little messy... But it's all right now, don't worry, it won't delay our ascension to the Moon Palace."

Her eyes and tone were calm, "When the mechanism is turned on later, you should not move around in the main hall, continue to pray to the bright moon and the gods, and remain devout."

"Yes." All the girls responded obediently without doubting him.

Only the short Xiaoyu couldn't help but look at Sister Xiu'er who was so calm after going out for a while.

Then, she stretched her head to look outside the door.

At this moment, the stone gate is wide open, and from the dark tomb passage outside, a strong spiritual energy of heaven and earth is rapidly pouring in, which is extremely pure.

The little girl shrugged her small nose, as if she was breathing something.

She felt that if she stayed here and stayed in this aura environment for about a day and a half, then she would be able to break through to the Tianzhi Realm, um, she would be slightly 'a little bit' higher than Sister Xiu'er.

Like her name.

Small fish, like a fish in water, will of course swim more joyfully when they meet "water".

The little girl nodded affirmatively, but she didn't speak out against Luo Xiu's arrangement about leaving.

She always listens to Sister Xiu'er's arrangements.

Also trust her arrangements.

It's just that at the same time, Xiao Yu's face showed this doubtful expression, and he was a little curious about the source of the influx of aura... In other words, why didn't he know that there was such a strong aura in the imperial tomb...

It's just that the doubts in Xiaoya's mind didn't last long.

Soon, seventeen masked women in white clothes, including her, were led by Luo Xiu to the main hall of the underground palace.

As soon as they entered, they were shocked by the completely different scene in the main hall and the aura filled with it, but no one asked in the end.

The crowd just looked at each other for a while, and then formed a horizontal line according to the position arranged by Luo Xiu and the helper Xiaoyu.

They stood near the tomb passage in the main hall, did not move around, continued to pray with their eyes closed, and waited quietly.

Also because of the location, no one could see behind the tall dragon coffin in the center, the burned-out Confucian scholar with a severed arm who was lying against the coffin wall...

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Luo Xiu turned his head and walked straight to the dragon's coffin with a calm expression.

She first walked around to the back of the coffin and stood beside Zhao Rong, but Xiao Yu and others couldn't see the latter, and only Luo Xiu standing behind the coffin was in their vision.

Then, she raised her head, glanced at the dome of the starry sky, then lowered her head, and pressed her hand on a certain place on the dragon coffin, followed by another burst of tedious but skilled operations.

"Boom—!"

Amidst the sound of mechanical gears, the lid of the dragon coffin slowly opened...

The 'autumn wind' is overflowing.

The sleeves are downcast, and there is no corpse in the coffin.

There is a pair of imperial clothes, a small bronze tripod, and... a bright moon.

In the underground palace of the imperial tomb, there is no emperor in the emperor's dragon coffin.

If Zhao Rong was sober at this time and saw the empty clothes in the coffin in front of him, he, who was familiar with history books, would have blurted out the sentence "The emperor has gone to heaven, and the officials buried his clothes".

However, this kind of tomb was only seen by Zhao Rong in the records involving two kinds of emperors in the history books of Wangquezhou.

One is the ancient sage and emperor, and the other is the later "alchemy emperor".

The former praises, the latter is ridiculous...

However, what is more surprising than the Yiguanzhong is a small bronze tripod inside the coffin, and a round of "bright moon" inside the tripod.

The tripod is made of bronze, square, with four legs and two ears.

The 'bright moon' inside the tripod is a round of pale golden light, like air and liquid, filling the tripod.

The color is the same as the magnificent tripod on the top of the Moon Festival Mountain that Zhao Rong once watched...

At this moment, there is autumn wind and autumn air flowing out from this round of 'bright moon', overflowing the bronze tripod and dragon coffin, and finally leaking out of the coffin.

Faced with such a strange arrangement, Luo Xiu's face showed no sign of change. Seeing the 'bright moon' reappearing in the cauldron, as if the 'autumn wind and autumn air' from another space filled the coffin once again, she nodded slightly.

can go.

In front of the coffin, the woman stretched out her hand, and just as she was about to make a move, a certain little girl jumped forward with a 'whoosh' sound.

"Sister Xiuer, let Xiaoyu come this time."

The little girl said positively, full of subjective initiative.

Luo Xiu nodded, Xiaoyu imitated her, bit the belly of her index finger with her fangs, squeezed out a grain of Li Nu's blood, and dripped it into the small bronze cauldron.

The 'bright moon' in the tripod trembled.

Like a grain of rain, dripping onto the water surface of the mirror, the water wave trembled and swayed...

First, there was a slight abnormal sound, and it was difficult to distinguish the distance.

then.

In an instant.

In the visual senses of the women, the entire hall was darkened.

It seems... all the light was sucked into the 'bright moon' in full bloom in the cauldron.

The bright moon shines brighter.

Even, it covered the small bronze tripod, the tall dragon coffin, and finally even covered the hazy figures of the two girls and Zhao Rong beside the coffin.

For a time, this round of expanded moon became the most eye-catching existence in the pitch-black hall, except for the starry sky dome.

then.

The bright moon rose slowly.

Looking from a distance, it is a bright moon rising into the sky in the darkness.

This scene, viewed from another angle, also looks like the starry night is drooping, accepting the 'bright moon'.

I can't tell if it's 'Moon Flying to the Sky' or 'Sky Flying to the Moon'.

The boundaries of time and space, at this moment, are somewhat blurred.

And at this moment, together with the 'Bright Moon', it seems that... there are also the women and everything in the hall hidden in the darkness.

It or they rose higher and higher until they reached the dome of the hall.

Until it merges with the 'bright starry sky' in the dome.

Until it freezes into a picture scroll.

The 'Night Elephant' which symbolizes a certain law is completed.

A certain piece of time and space is reversed...

After a while.

Mingyue disappeared.

The hall is brand new.

There was no one.

……

On the edge of a certain abandoned ruins full of Nine Heavens Hangong flowers.

There is a relatively complete hall building.

It is located on a solitary cliff, the outermost part of the ruins group.

In front are magnificent ruins, and behind is a dark abyss with no bottom.

Inside the abyss under the solitary cliff, there is an autumn wind blowing out of it non-stop, like a cold knife cut by a handle, non-stop 'sculpting' the hall building on the edge of the cliff...

At this time, in the hall.

At a certain moment, with the sudden appearance of a round of bright moon, the originally tidy and brand new grand hall disappeared.

In the same place, it appeared instead...the blood-stained floor with blood-colored hexagrams and circles painted in the center, the dragon coffin with the lid open, the headless corpse, and the veiled girl Shenxiu in white.

There are various indications that this is no longer the original hall.

Neither things nor people.

"Oh, sister Xiu'er, I'm so dizzy~"

The sense of dislocation in space gave all the girls a sense of dislocation in space, and the youngest Xiaoyu spun around twice in a daze.

Luo Xiu first looked down under the coffin, and then reached out to support the little girl who was spinning around in a daze.

"Take them out to settle down first. It's not appropriate to stay here for too long. I'll take care of it... I'll look for you later." She lowered her eyes.

"Oh." Xiaoyu nodded in agreement.

She felt that this place where the entire hall could be teleported and changed places was very mysterious, just like she had never been able to figure out where the baby came from.

Before leaving Xingzi Lake, she always thought that it was assigned by the omnipotent Lefang secretary. If couples in the town want children after they get married, they have to go to the Lefang secretary to get them. A couple can get one, so the town The lords and wealthy households of the family want to marry many concubines... As for her, well, she must be an ugly girl that no one wants to take home, so she was sent to the boat by the Secretary of Le Fang to be a boat girl who could never go ashore.

Xiaoyu put on a small face, imitating Sister Xiuer, and left the hall with the other sixteen Li women who were about to ascend.

When the hall became quiet again, Luo Xiu lowered his head, looked at the unrecognizable young man on the ground, and then at the dragon coffin.

Inside the coffin, the small four-legged bronze tripod was empty without a bright moon, and there was no "autumn wind and autumn air" overflowing.

Luo Xiu didn't close the dragon coffin lid again like the previous few times.

She lowered her eyes, took out the small bronze tripod, and temporarily put it away.

In addition, there is the solemn underworld robe of Emperor Dali in the hall, which was also taken out and put aside.

In front of the coffin, the woman bent down, picked up the 'handsome man' whom she thought she liked so much, and put him into the empty dragon coffin.

"When the little girl was still called Cicada Girl, the empress dowager who gave me the name once said to me..."

A woman took off her veil, let go and threw it away, raised her head with plain face, staring at the dome of the starry sky,

"In this world, there are two things that are worth our constant gaze and looking up to for a lifetime."

She seemed to be talking to herself, but also to the sleeping son.

"One is the bright starry sky above our heads, and the other is the bright moon hanging forever above Li Nu's heart."

The sleeveless sleeves gently tore open the belt, took off the white clothes, and the red rope, apron, and obscene trousers slid down one after another on the blood-stained floor under his feet.

This scene, in a trance, was just like that day at the inn in Xingzi Town, when she untied her skirt and presented her pure white cold palace.

It's just that this time it's different... There is no longer the young man looking at her with a smile in front of her, and she... no longer wants to be so simple and casual, so...

"The young master gave me the starry sky, and I will repay the young master with the bright moon."

Smiling with a smile on her sleeves, she took off Li Nu's white dress, and solemnly changed into a fiery red dress that she ran under the starry sky that night.

Red as a wedding dress.

The woman leaned into the coffin...

……

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PS: Thanks to the leader of the "|Wei, Lai|" good brother for the reward!Good brother seems to leave a message saying that he wants to see Qingjun, ahem, I will do it later! (whispers)

　Fishing for codewords in class, although late but arrived...

　　
　
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