That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 675

Every step Qingchen ascends to the sky is like ascending a building. Every time he climbs up the steps, the previous steps disappear in smoke. His figure is getting taller and taller, gradually disappearing into the colorful clouds, and then slowly rising above the clouds. When you look up, you can clearly see the majestic gate of heaven.

Qing Chen looked down, the sea of ​​clouds under his feet was colorful and magnificent, just like the sea, it was magnificent.

He walked all the way to the gate of heaven, paused for a while, looked back at the mortal world, and said silently, "It is difficult to look back on the road to heaven, and there is no way back after crossing the gate of heaven". Another high bar.

But when he raised his foot, he couldn't put it down.

He couldn't take this step anyway.

At this moment, an incomparably huge phantom slowly stood up, as if it was as high as the sky, and even enveloped the entire Ming Tomb.

This phantom was wearing a flat sky crown and a twelve chapter uniform. It was Xiao Yu. He looked at Qingchen, who had been unable to enter the gate of heaven, and said indifferently, "Can you go?"

In the nine-storey mausoleum, Xu Beiyou stared in shock at the scene in front of him. Qingchen's three incarnations were bound by three huge black chains, and the chains were rooted in the void, leading to nowhere. Between the deities, there is another invisible bond, which prevents Qingchen from crossing the gate of heaven and becoming a real immortal.

Xiao Yu said in a deep voice: "Since you can't be a god in the sky, then let's stay in the world and be an immortal on earth. What do you think?"

With the sound of Xiao Yu's voice, the three chains in the mausoleum rattled, and the three incarnations of the three corpses were dragged to the unknown depths of the mausoleum. On the contrary, his figure began to descend slowly, slowly falling towards the mausoleum at his feet.

Xiao Yu said slowly: "Qing Chen, you entered the mausoleum to prevent me from becoming enlightened. In exchange for this, the Dao of Heaven will spare you and open the gate of heaven. But now that the gate is right in front of you and you can't enter it, how does it feel?"

The Tianmen waited for a long time, and slowly closed. After a while, the huge pillars supporting the Tianmen and the colorful clouds all over the sky also slowly dispersed.

Looking at this scene, Qingchen slowly closed his eyes, did not struggle in vain, let himself be dragged into the mausoleum inch by inch, and sighed softly, "All plans come to nothing."

Xiao Yu stopped looking at Qingchen, but turned his head to look at the plum appreciation platform, and said in a loud voice, "Huaiyu, your soul of the three corpses has achieved great success. This time, you have come out of your body, but I want to give you some advice? "

After the words fell, within a hundred miles of Meishan Mountain, the golden light was flourishing.

Xiao Jin, who was out of her body, was instantly swaying, sometimes clear, sometimes blurred, and after a few moments of repetition, it completely collapsed, and was actually drunk by Xiao Yu.

Thousands of miles away, Wei State Wei Wangfu was shaken.

Not long after, a large group of people stood outside Xiao Jin's study, including civil servants, counselors, military guards, and many monks. At this time, everyone's face was serious, and they didn't know what happened.

In the study room, Xiao Jin, who was dressed in a black robe, was sitting on a chair, her hands were tightly clutching the armrests, and the veins on the back of her hands were bulging.

This Great Qi vassal, who was almost the same as the emperor in Wei State, was very good at nourishing Qi and rarely got angry, but now his complexion is not only very ugly, but also extremely pale. Just now, one of his three primordial spirits Being directly destroyed by Xiao Yu is equivalent to losing one-third of his cultivation base for no reason. If it is empty, it will really hurt the muscles and bones.

There is another point that Xiao Jin can't let go of. Back then, he lost to Xiao Yu, whom the destiny belonged to. And he lost to Xiao Yu again, which made the arrogant Xiao Jin unbearable.

After a long time, Xiao Jin ordered the people waiting outside: "Let's all go away."

Hearing this, everyone waiting outside looked at each other in blank dismay.

After many years of forbearance and planning, right now, tens of thousands of sailors are ready to go on the pier by the sea, so forget it?
Xiao Jin emphasized her tone slightly, "Pass on my order, everyone should perform their own duties and not act without authorization. If anyone dares to make arbitrarily advocating mobilization of soldiers, no matter whether it is the governor or the inner lieutenant, they will all be killed."

The people guarding outside the study could only disperse separately.

In the study, Xiao Jin rested her forehead with her hands, feeling a little tired.

On the Plum Appreciation Terrace, after Xiao Jin's soul dissipated, Lin Han was even more miserable, his body was not controlled by him, as if he was forced to kneel on the ground, his head was knocked down hard, the ground was broken, and his forehead was bloody.

Lin Han, the King of Zhenbei who has ruled the grassland for decades, was extremely terrified at this moment, and said with difficulty: "Brother-in-law, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

Xiao Yu looked at Qingchen again.

At this time, Qing Chen had been completely dragged into the mausoleum, and Xiao Yu's phantom began to shrink slowly, no longer covering Meishan, and retracted back into the mausoleum.

The next moment, Du Tianyin hanging in the ninth-story mausoleum broke through the air, and then the whole Meishan began to tremble endlessly. The phantom of the nine-story mausoleum visible to the naked eye slowly rose and gradually separated from the Ming Mausoleum.

The mysterious capital of the Taoist sect, ascended to the platform.

A small seal appeared out of nowhere in Qiuye's palm, much darker than before.

It was dusk at this time, the setting sun was like blood, and the clouds in the sky were fiery red.

Qiu Ye looked up at the sky, the purple Taoist robe on her body fluttered in the wind, and the setting sun fell on it, as if it was coated with a layer of dull gold.

The Dutian Seal in his hand has completely reduced its merits by half, and Qing Chen, who plays an important role on the huge chessboard of the world, finally left the chessboard.

This uncle Qingchen once stirred up the general trend of the world, once competed with their master and apprentice for the position of head teacher, once planned to abolish Qiuye's position as the first disciple, and joined forces with others to force Master Zichen to ascend, even almost It will make Xiao Yu fall short.

However, as Qingchen was dragged into the mausoleum by Xiao Yu, all of this has disappeared.

Because of the Taoism, he finally decided to help Qingchen instead of helping Xiao Yu, so as to make up for the Taoism. To put it bluntly, it is a gamble, because he has always dared to gamble, and last time he placed his bet on no one is optimistic Xiao Yu, and then won, not only was he successfully promoted to the head of the sect, but also the Taoist sect also succeeded in a thousand-year plan, becoming the leader of the sect in the world.

But this time, he lost the bet, and he lost miserably. He lost his wife and lost his army.

For some reason, Qiuye suddenly remembered the first emperor of the dragon, the survivors of the sixth generation, who made great efforts to control the inner world, swallowed the world and destroyed the princes, acted as the supreme and ruled the Liuhe, insisted on beating and flogging the world, and shocked the world.

But the foundation of the dynasty founded by the first emperor died in the second generation.

Qiu Ye murmured to himself: "The thousands of years of accumulation of the patriarchs have finally made the Taoism's thousand-year plan come true in my generation. Could it be that after I ascended, the Taoism will also flourish and decline, and the second generation will die?" ?”

With no expression on her face, Qiu Ye turned and left the Ascension Platform.

The change of the Circular Mound Altar and even the incident of the Ming Mausoleum seems to be a game between Xiao Xuan and Xiao Jin, the uncle and nephew, but it is actually a game between him, Qiu Ye and Xiao Yu, or even between the Daoist sect and the imperial court. fight.The two sides almost did their best, and Xiao Yu even did not hesitate to end in person. As for the final result, it is now clear.

With the failure of Qingchen's ascension, the Daomen's aura was greatly reduced. Under the ebb and flow, the court's aura naturally increased. At this time, the Taoist sect has him, the No. 1 in the world, sitting in person, and there is nothing to see. After his ascension, the exchange of strengths between the imperial court and the Daoist sect was irreversible.

Qiu Ye sighed: "The Taoist sect lost, but the imperial court won."

(End of this chapter)