I Honor

Fifty-fifth: This ambition will not fall

Worried about the matter of the founder of Kaipai, could it be that he didn’t persuade him to stay, and personally sent Meng Qi out of Zhixu Mountain, and then sealed off this world, isolating the inside and outside.

Meng Qi’s figure flashed, and he appeared directly outside the boundary where the ancient hibiscus tree was located. When he saw the towering ancient tree, he saw two trunks supporting each other, with leaves like mulberry, like bathing in golden fire, barbaric, ancient and bloody The scorching heat permeated the surrounding area, supporting a world no less than the real world.

Stepping through the gap, the ancient fairyland is like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding in front of Meng Qi’s eyes, ethereal and refined, but full of the dust of the years, decayed and dead.

Without stopping, Meng Qi followed the details deduced by Mo Fei and Huang Yao, and came directly to the front of the Fusang ancient tree. He felt the different breaths of the two main trunks, one was the supreme heaviness, and the other was the deepest mystery, as if it were ancient. The emperor stood side by side, overlooking the present era.

Cognitive reorganization, old viewpoints collapsed, new models were quickly constructed based on the surroundings, and what Meng Qi saw was no longer the same. The ancient hibiscus tree is like the skeleton of the heavens and the world, standing in the dark and vast, connecting and shouldering pieces of land. The mulberry leaf, a square of the universe, makes the legendary power appear extremely small.

Meng Qi didn’t move forward, and stood quietly above the valley where the roots and branches of the towering ancient trees turned into. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but they settled down one by one without a trace.

He stretched out his right hand, raised his index finger and middle finger, and wrote large golden characters on the cliff wall of the “Valley”:

“Yuxu Sumeng is here to respectfully wait for Senior Qingdi, leaving a book at the current node.”

The words Panliuli, like a talisman, are solemn and sacred to suppress the monkey grandson at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, but Meng Qi turned his head and left as soon as he finished writing. Whether there will be latecomers who will destroy and not let you leave a message.

Normally, there are various possibilities for future development. Even if the Qing Emperor must come here five years later, it does not mean that the words written by Meng Qi will survive until then. Most of them will be destroyed and erased by people with various means, and they will not hide it. Without protection, it is equivalent to opening the door and stealing.Given Meng Qi’s current level of legend and ability to censor thoughts, he was naturally aware of this point. However, he walked extremely resolutely at this time, with a normal expression on his face.

Xiao Sang has been guiding herself to find the whereabouts of Emperor Qing, leaving a book to K who will be a few years later, saying that it will be of great benefit for peeping into the future, and Zhixu Mountain just happened to deduce the time and place of Emperor Qing’s enlightenment, and the two These “destiny” are contradictory to each other, so all kinds of connections, if you don’t understand the mystery, you are really stupid as a cow, of course, you are not the cow of the Bull Demon King.

“Hey, no matter how good Zhixu Mountain is at deriving, and no matter how much it accumulates through the ages, the derivation of Emperor Qing’s enlightenment may be far behind. I don’t know which existence deliberately guided them.” When he came to the gap in the boundary of the ancient Fusang tree, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Emperor Qing is the one who is closest to the other side among the living great supernatural powers. It will definitely not be easy for Zhixushan to deduce K-related matters. With the strengths and corresponding treasures that I couldn’t imagine, being able to calculate one or two things about the Qing Emperor, the matter of proving the Tao will inevitably involve the games and battles of the big figures on the other side. How can they see the specific time and place?

Those who are obsessed with research and not distracted by miscellaneous things may not be aware of the problem, but they will understand what is going on as soon as they hear the specific derivation results

Since it involves the plans of the people from the other side, it is enough to complete this part of the work yourself. You don’t have to worry about whether the message will be destroyed. Others will worry about it. If you are too responsible and involve it deeply, you will only face God’s will, life and death. Unpredictable danger

The current self is not enough to really get involved in the other side

When you retreat, you retreat, when you withdraw, you have to withdraw immediately

As for the benefits that Xiao Sang said, I have already obtained them in Zhixu Mountain, and I have a certain degree of understanding of peeping into the future. The specific situation, Mo Fei, Huang Yao and others’ possible derivation details in the future are all “meaning in the question”.

With a smile on his face, Meng Qi stepped out of the gap with his hands behind his back, and returned to Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain one step at a time.

Once again, the clouds are deep and I don’t know where to go.

Inside Jinwang Mansion.

Yu Jinghua was wearing the clothes of a rough servant girl and was doing dirty work. There was no complaint on his delicate face, except for the big “sweat beads”, it was full of concentration.

The nurse in charge next to her nodded slightly and praised secretly. This girl is really simple and honest, without any flamboyance. Martial arts, heart to the rivers and lakes, or creating opportunities, approaching the prince and other behaviors, none of them

“I have to mention something to the manager, add her monthly money.” The nurse in charge muttered inwardly.

And Yu Jinghua is by no means as serious as he appears on the surface. He has been lurking for almost a year, far exceeding the limit given by Liu Dao, but the follow-up mission has not yet been triggered.

There is no way, there is a god-level King Jin in the mansion, who is involved in the terrible “Xianji” organization, so she can only wait patiently, treating herself as a real rough envoy, and there is nothing out of the ordinary in every move, even herself. They all seem to have forgotten that they are still a reincarnation, coming from another world.

Only in this way can we safely lurk in the Jin Palace

After finishing the work in hand, Yu Jinghua put away the utensils and followed the nurse in charge to the next yard. The rest of the work here was done by various daily agencies of the Mo Palace.

Passing through the moon gate, Yu Jinghua met the gardener who had just trimmed the leaves inside. This was her teammate Zhu Tianming.

When the two passed sideways, they nodded at each other and chatted a few words casually, not pretending not to know each other, because their household registrations are in the same place, even if they enter the house through different channels, they can’t cover up this point, the more rigid they are This matter, the easier it is to expose flaws.

In the eyes of others, it is taken for granted that they are a model of a group of fellow villagers who entered the government first and introduced a group of fellow villagers after gaining a firm foothold.

During the exchange of pleasantries, both Yu Jinghua and Zhu Tianming could see the anxiety in each other’s eyes, but Liu Dao didn’t give follow-up tasks, and they had nothing to do.

Is it true that he really wants to be a maid in the Prince Jin’s Mansion for the rest of his life? Yu Jinghua suddenly had this idea in his heart.

She had just separated from Zhu Tianming, and when their backs were still on both sides of the moon gate, her body suddenly shook and froze in place, and Zhu Tianming did the same, as if she had a heart-to-heart connection.

The long-lost familiar voice sounded

In the depths of the Changle Palace, in a deep and secret hall full of restrictions.

Countless human radiance gathered around him, and Gao Lan, surrounded by the figures of many emperors, suddenly opened his eyes, a light came from the darkness, and the emptiness showed light, illuminating every corner of the hall.

There’s finally enough “him imprint”

Gao Lan’s appearance was cold, his expression was indifferent, and his heart inevitably had some emotional ups and downs, so he sighed softly.

Using the mirror of this life to blend two personalities is not a simple matter to sum up in one word, and the difficulties and repetitions involved are by no means unexplainable. Through this, he has long had a clear understanding of “what I am”. The resurrection plan failed, and he saw himself clearly and saw through all kinds of things. Up to now, the accumulation has been enough.

With his right hand hanging down, holding the Emperor’s sword at his waist, Gao Lan stood up slowly, standing proudly between the heaven and the earth, and said to himself in a passionate and solemn way:”Hundred years of illness and suffering, a lifetime of vicissitudes, this heart will not change, this ambition will not fall”

With a clang, he drew out the Human Emperor Sword, a piece of pale gold.

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