Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Outside the capital, Xishan went north, and he came to the green and secluded mountain. This mountain seems to be ordinary, but in the hearts of the people of the world, it is quite unusual, because here is the place where the heavens and the gates are located. The disciples of the masters of the hardships are studying and training here. After going out of the mountains, the sword refers to the world and helps the world. .

Today, Castle Peak is not completely sad. All the disciples of the day are uneasy and look at the black building on the top of the mountain. They clench their fists, lick their lips, and show their eyes, and they say nothing. From time to time, someone passed by the stone path and headed for the top of the mountain, but they all looked down and couldn’t see a disciple at these days.

There are many people going up the mountain, and the level is very high, including many of the princes and nobles in the capital, and the famous ministers, such as Mr. Zhuang Mohan, who has been trained by Tai Fu, such as Chang Ninghou, such as the chief of each temple, and about half of them. It was the students who went out from the mountain that year and they all returned to the mountains today.

In addition to the Uesugi Tiger Collar aimed at the southern Xinjiang area, resisting the attack between Nanqing Yanjing and Zhangzhou Zhengbeiying, the Northern Qi Dynasty and the ups and downs, those talented and unparalleled figures, all because of this thing gathered in Castle Peak, in other words The Shangjing City, the political center of Beiqi, was completely transferred to the Qingshan Mountain today.

The disciples of the day guessed what happened on the top of the mountain, because only that big event would alarm so many people, their faces became more and more sad.

At noon, the emperor of Beiqi, who was dressed in a casual position, squatted down his face and set foot on the stone path of climbing. He was next to the wolf peach. Behind him is the people, the guards scattered under the Qingshan stone path, did not wear the robes, did not put out the imperial drive, but just gloomy face, hurriedly went up the mountain.

A disciple of the day worshipped on both sides of the stone path. I am even more grateful to know that the guardian of Daqi, the ancestors of the world closest to God, will leave the world. The emperor of the country has been obsessed with the overbearing instinct of decades, and has been poured into the body of the master of the sufferings with the power of the king. It has been repaired for decades, like a sea of ​​the sea, bursting with the old body of the hard-working master.

He was returned to Beiqi in the back of the Shangshan Tiger, and the master of the lotus was sitting in the gate of Qingshan Road. Without a word, the grain is not finished, the face is calm, and the skin on the body begins to crack. Exposed to the inner veins of the blood. It started to disintegrate and looked terrible.

Fortunately, one of the big soft robes, over the big master, did not let the disciples who served next to feel more sad.

From the early morning, the coming people from Shangcheng City will be in a constant stream. The princes and ministers will pay homage to the disciples. After seeing the masters of the sufferings, they will know that this is the last time they meet with the national teacher. It is.

Still not quiet before death. The second apprentice, Mu Peng, who has been tempted by the teacher. The look on his face was awkward, but he couldn’t say anything. Because this summoning before the end of the dying is the command of the master of the hardships.

Everyone has only seen a moment. Just when I saw Tai Fu, I wrote a few words.

The hardships have guarded this country for decades, and today they have to leave. Even if the state of mind has already been known for life and death, it is this country that is inseparable. Today is his final farewell to this country, and it is also the final account.

Regardless of whether the guru is dead or not dead, his words will definitely have a great impact on this country. Therefore, he will use the last time to say a few words to the courtiers who controlled the Beiqi court, and lay a more stable foundation for the emperor’s future administration. He looked at a military general in front of him and subconsciously fell into a certain In the midst of contemplation, there is no problem with his ability to squat, but his age is still a little younger. Although he is heavily shackled, he is shunned, but if he is really dead, can he not control the strength of the military?

The military general was the Privy Council's ambassador. After receiving a few sentences from the National Teacher, he did not hear any voice. He could not help but look up with a look. In the country of Beiqi, whether it is a royal family or a general, there is always a limitless fear for the masters of the sufferings. Because the bitterness is different from the clouds in Nanqing, he has sprinkled his influence and ability from the beginning. It was in every gap of the Northern Qi Dynasty court.

One day, two disciples, Mu Peng, gathered in the ear of the master, whispered: "Your Majesty and the Queen Mother are here, do you want to call them in?"

Throughout the world, only the hardships are qualified to use this word for the empress of the emperor.

The bitter lotus shook his head calmly, the skin cracks on the neck and the clothes were slightly touched, and the tears were so painful. This kind of severe pain is undoubtedly unbearable to human beings. However, he did not feel anything, but his brows were slight. Wrinkled a bit.

On the left side of the master, Mu Peng was looking at the blood marks on the back of the master's clothes. He couldn't help but cry.

This crying, the Privy Council in front of the Master of the Lotus, is also sorrowful from the middle, plus the fear of the future of Beiqi, the eyes are wet, squatting forward two steps, smashed three in front of the suffering master Heading, biting his teeth said: "General Uesugi is in the south, I am going to Beijing. Unless we die, we will not let the country and the DPRK suffer a little damage... even if we die, we must protect our peace!"

The bitter lotus glanced at him with a gentle look. He said softly: "You have been out of the mountain for another 12 years. In the future, I will use your heart to kill."

The Privy Council was making another bang, and stood up and left. When he went out, his eyes were reddish. Unexpectedly, he looked at the emperor under the door and could not help but sigh.

The emperor of Beiqi had been waiting outside for a long time. At this time, he looked at the red eyes of his minister, and his heart snorted, as if he had sunk into the abyss, and he stepped over to the house.

The wolf next to him pulled his sleeves, and the emperor of Beiqi turned back and glanced at the wolf peach coldly. The wolf peach actually gave birth to a smattering squat. Although he followed him to practice martial arts, there was no day in the martial arts. However, the power of the emperor is growing.

"Come a few of you come in." The voice of the master of the lotus. Clearly passed to the house. The emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty neglected his clothes and looked back. He turned back and took the Queen’s hand and walked into the house. At this time, in the top of the mountain gate, in addition to sitting on the ground, it is like a dead wood. Only the few disciples he is closest to, plus the emperor and the queen.

It’s like a dead wood. Although there are wide and soft robes to cover the body of this great master, all the people who have seen the hardships are cold in their hearts. It seems that through the thin robes, they see the national teacher. Such as the dry cracks in the dry fields, and ... the faint blood marks at the collar.

Such a heavy injury, it really is that the manpower can not be recovered, the emperor of the Northern Qi is cold. Did not do any illusion, cleanly and smug in front of the bitterness, smashed the last head toward the other side, said: "Uncle."

Everyone in the world worships the emperor. The emperor did not worship people in his life. However, the birth of the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, but worshipped the hardship twice, and smashed the head twice.

The first time was when he was very young. At that time, the emperor was first mourned. The Queen Mother sat on the main hall of the beautiful palace in the capital with the little emperor, and bowed to the master of the hardships. The mother and son have been safe for more than ten years, and they have saved the surname of the Northern Qi Dynasty. Let the little emperor grow up.

And this second time. It was the emperor of the Northern Qi who bid farewell to his uncle. In his heart, he had always had a sense of diaphragm and fear for this deified aunt. However, it is still more grateful.

The Queen Mother sat down beside the bitter lotus, crying low and silent.

"Well, who will not die?" The bitterness squinted and said softly: "I have lived for so many years, and I have already chosen a lot of cheaper days. Everyone will die, and Nanqing is also No exception."

The truth on the Dadong Mountain, the bitterness did not say it, but it was only a little guessed by the Shangshan Tiger, and it was reported to the Imperial Palace. At this time, listening to the masters of the hardships, the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty was very cold, knowing that this is the case, the Nanqing that peer... is strong.

Looking at the emperor's face, the bitterness said: "Are you afraid?"

The emperor of the Northern Qi closed his lips tightly, and I don’t know how to answer it. In his life, he was the target of the Nanqing Emperor’s struggle, and even faintly regarded the other as an idol. He only thought that one day, he would definitely Down, but now found that the forbearance of the Emperor Nanqing for more than ten years is all illusion, so far-thinking kings are much more spicy than themselves.

Moreover, the other party is still a big master.

"I am afraid that it is also a normal mood." The painful sorrow said: "When his finger points to my eyebrows, it is me... I also feel a bit of fear. This person's emperor's heart, master strength, no one underneath Weaknesses and empty doors, but the most terrible thing is his perseverance. In order to sweep the targets of the four wilderness, I have been able to plan for decades, and I have never had any deviations.

"These characters are not like people."

The master of the bitter smile gave a comment to the Emperor Nanqing. "The world all nicknames, I am the closest to the gods in the world. I don't know, the ruthlessness of the South, no hate, no love, no real, God. ""

"Don't... For Nanqing, do we really have no choice?" The voice that twitched and asked this sentence was a wolf peach. He knew that his heart would also ask this question, but he could not speak as an emperor.

"A person, in the three aspects of martial arts and secular power and wisdom, has reached the peak, so people can't be beaten naturally." The bitterness is a little tired, with his eyes closed and said: "I want to beat him from the outside, basic It is impossible."

The emperor of the Northern Qi was still kneeling in front of the bitterness. He flashed two emotions in his eyes and suddenly leaned over and said: "Uncle, oh... go to sacrifice... temple."

Temple!

These two words were spoken from the emperor's mouth. The whole room was quiet. Six people didn't have one person to answer. The wolf peach and the third division's white ginseng looked at each other and saw the shock in the other's eyes. It was gently holding the body of the master, and looked at it with surprise. In a flash, the emotions in the eyes of these three big disciples turned into serious and faint excitement. Yes, no one can beat the Nanqing Emperor in today's world, but... there are temples. Is there a way to deal with a mortal in the position of a fairy?

The temple is imaginary, just a myth or a legend, but the six people in the house are clear in their hearts. After Shawn’s death, the only one who knew that the temple did exist and knew where the temple was. It is the bitterness! He did not die to worship the temple, so he got the idea of ​​supporting the mysterious power. He was willing to save Shawn back to prison. Even at the expense of a positive collision with the power of the bitterness, it is because he wants to know the secret in Sean’s mind.

"Temple?" The Master of Hardship slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Emperor who was kneeling in front of him.

The Emperor of Beiqi thought that his uncle's eyes would be very fierce and angry, because the only person in the world who had been to the temple was him, and he had always hidden the real existence of the temple to the whole world at all costs. However, in the eyes of the bitterness, it is only a taunt, with a very complicated smile. He knows that, including his own disciples, facing the mighty Nanqing King, everyone has subconsciously produced the idea of ​​being invincible, and will pin their hopes on the temple of nothingness.

"I know where the temple is." The bitterness slowly closed his eyes again. "But I won't tell you."

Everyone around him was shocked and thought that if you want to bring this secret into the loess, how can Daqijiangshan protect?

The bitterness whispered with his eyes closed: "The temple...just a pair of eyes, it has never been a thing of the world. Why bother to disturb."

Waiting for everyone to answer. The bitter lips reveal a self-deprecating smile: "Moreover, do you think the temple is really omnipotent?"

He opened his eyes and stared at the emperor in front of him. He said with a strong heart: "Don't pin your hopes on something that does not exist in hope."

"Your Majesty... I went to Dadongshan before, and I met with Si Gujian and prepared for the summit." The bitterness looked at him and said faintly: "You know, we guessed the final card of the Emperor." What is it?"

The emperor of the Northern Qi shook his head a little. Although he is human supreme. However, I still feel terrified about the strange existence of the great masters and temples.

"I thought with Si Gujian that the last backing of Qing Emperor was the temple." The bitter smile gently. The other people in the room were shocked. Is the emperor of the Qing Dynasty secretly connected with the temple?

The bitter smile said: "If only the temple comes, it is not enough to fear. The fear is that the temple has broken its own rules, but the Qing Emperor does not have the ability to do this."

No one in the world knows the temple better than the bitter lotus. Although his understanding is only a shallow layer outside, he knows that person is enough. The temple is not doing things, but if someone comes to help the emperor, then the black scorpion on the top of the mountain will definitely stand on the other side of the temple. This is why the bitterness never worried about this matter.

"There is no **** emperor in the world, nor a savior." The bitter lotus sighed, and thought of many years ago, the little fairy once said to him and Shawn, "When you get to the realm of the great master, you will be sent Now, the temple is actually just like this. There is a difference between the existence of the world and the dead."

Although he will die, but in a faint speech, it reveals a calm and accurate evaluation of the temple.

"What should we do?"

Although the fire of the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty is still burning, it will not dispel the thought of finding a temple because of the two words of the master of the hardship, but he knows that he can no longer ask, because there is not much time for the uncle.

"When a person can't knock down from the outside, he can only hope that there are some problems inside him." The bitterness whispered: "If Nanqing wants the army to go north, it will take at least three years, and the majesty will have to do it." Everything, drag this time for a little longer."

“Trouble time?” The emperor of Beiqi repeated it in his heart, and his brow wrinkled. This is just a cure.

"The longer the delay, the better for us, because no one knows what will happen in Nanqing."

"You mean...fan leisure?" The emperor of Beiqi looked at the old face of the bitter lotus in surprise, licking his thin lips and shaking his head resolutely. "Fan is not enough to change the mind of the Qing Emperor, no one can do it... ...and he is a Qing people after all, and it is impossible to stand on the side of my big brother."

"Who knows?" Master Zhou looked at him with a peaceful look. "Fan is not the same as anyone."

"He is an illegitimate child of Qingdi. And... Qing Emperor trusts him." The emperor of Beiqi expressed his opposite opinion very calmly. "If you can give him, Qingdi can give him more... Even if he If you vote for me, it will not cause any damage to the world."

"But you forgot, he is also the son of Miss Ye." The smile of the bitterness is a bit strange. "And you have always underestimated the role of Fan. I don't always regard him as a poet, a Nanqing prince. A power minister, these seemingly important characters. His most important identity is actually the son of Miss Ye Jia, who has inherited and mastered many important things."

The emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty was shocked. He looked up at the master of the hardships and turned up the waves. He understood the meaning of the uncle's words, but he could not believe it. Able to pass the hands of Fan. Sharing the benefits brought by the Jiangnan inner bank is already the best situation that the emperor of the Northern Qi can imagine, but listening to the meaning of the uncle... is actually... expecting Fan to move the entire inner library to Beiqi?

"The big master is such a thing that can be used to chaos the country. But it can't be used to levy the country and build the country." The bitterness said gently: "Qingdi will not go alone to pick the world. Military power, national strength, indispensable, war hits Finally, relying on is still national strength."

"Unless Qingdi ran to the capital to be a million enemies..." The smile of the bitterness seemed interesting. "But he is such a serious person, so hopefully the person who wrote the glorious name in the history of Qing Dynasty, how could it be like Si Gujian? insane."

The emperor’s lips were dry and still could not believe the judgment of the bitterness. Fan leisure is idle. He is not good at the emperor, why should he vote for himself? Is it because of the agreement between Haishu and Guru, but who would believe that there is no agreement. Can let Fan Free pay such a big price. The rest of the people were silent, listening to the dialogue between the bitter and the emperor of the Northern Qi. The bitterness looked at the emperor and said softly: "Even if you look forward to the Fan, you can't show anything in the last two years."

"Understood, I will start to arrange for Fan Sizhen to start."

The bitterness nodded, and the heart was gratified. His sorrow was smart and he was only slightly mentioned. He knew what to do and would not cause the doubts of the Emperor of Nanqing. "I said before, I have to drag the time." The bitter head said: "After my death, Mupon, you will go down the mountain and go to Nanqing."

Everyone looked at the bitterness in surprise. I don’t know why he had to assign a task to the second apprentice Muppon at this time. Although there are not many disciples in the day, among the four apprentices, Muppon has always been the lowest and weakest. In addition to medical skills, there is no need to rely on.

"You live in the mountains all the year round. There are not many people in the outside world who know what you look like." The bitter lotus coughed twice, but he rubbed his hands, didn't let the blood spurt out, and looked at the two disciples next to him and said. "I want you to go to Nanqing. I don't need to do anything. I just want to find a way to cure Chen Pingping."

Treating Chen Pingping? Everyone is even more shocked. Chen Pingping is the right person. Qingdi’s most intimate and loyal courtiers, whether it was 30 years ago or just happened in Kyoto’s Dongshan, Chen Pingping played the biggest role in it. I heard this. The old black dog of Qing Emperor is getting worse and worse. It can't be seen for a few years. The people in the Northern Qi Dynasty are happy in the heart... and the master of the hardships, let the apprentices who are superior in their medical skills go to cure him!

The bitterness is staring at Mupon: "In any case, I want you to ensure that Chen Pingping can survive, and will not die naturally because of illness or the like!"

This is a very heavy discourse. Although Mu Peng is unclear, he still bows his head. Everyone else in the house looked at the bitterness and seemed to want to hear an explanation, but the master of the bitterness was silent.

This is the last step of the sacrifice before the death of the bitterness. After stabilizing the internal affairs of the country, he turned his eyes to the south. Two moves have already been thrown out, but Chen Pingping’s side is he’s collecting. The sticky one of the hands.

The master of the sorrow is not the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. He did not weave a horrific situation for decades. It is only based on a long, long time ago, the understanding of the little fairy, the prying of humanity in these decades of life, and the Dadongshan In the matter, some of the slightest out of existence, and extremely sharply captured a touch of light.

He guessed. He guessed the interior of the country. Behind the calmness of the moment, there was a hidden old heart. And if Chen Pingping died due to illness, and naturally died, the hardships of the human nature will not play any role. Therefore, he must ensure that Chen Pingping can live well, until one day, someone does not want him to live any longer.

Everything seems to have been arranged. The Master of Hardships has no more hopes for this world. He has closed his eyes and seems to be asleep.

The Queen Mother concealed the sorrow and fear in her heart. The voice trembled and said: "How to dispose of the door in the future?"

Days and gates are deeply rooted in the national dynasty. The monks are more than half of the world. They are faintly related to each other. They have some connection with the temple system of Nanqing. How much power is arranged after the death of the sufferings? This is also a top priority. It was only at this time that there were three disciples in the door. These three people were unable to ask questions because of their identity.

The master of the painful still closed his eyes. It seems to be a bit tired, whispered: "The door is handed over to the sea."

Everyone was in charge, and the three great disciples, including the wolf peach, were not surprised. The emperor and the Queen Mother were also clear. Many years ago. The hard-hitting master has already made this decision, and everyone has already treated the Haishu girl as a next-generation lingxiu.

Just where is Haishu today?

Everyone has doubts in their hearts. It is said that the sea otter was still on the mountain last night, but at this time it was unknown. When the master of the sorrow was dying, the most loved one, the successor of the day, did not Accompanied by the master.

"Haicang is going to do something." The master of hard work closed his eyes and said softly: "In the past three years, she will not come back... the thing of the day. It is handed over to the wolf peach, and this green hill is handed over to... Your little sister."

This sentence he said to the three people of the wolf peach. Although the outer affairs of the heavens are handed over to the wolf peach, the Qingshan... is the foundation of the heavens, the younger sister? The wolf peaches and three amateurs face each other, does it mean... Miss Fan Jia?

The Emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty narrowed his eyes and immediately understood the meaning of this sentence. He began to prepare for this thing. How to make this thing work for Daya Xia Mingji, but let Fan Ruoruo’s name shine on the green hill, the national teacher is really good means, the more This is the case. The more the Nanqing Emperor is suspicious of Beiqi deliberately picking, he will not doubt Fan Fan’s doubts. It is safer for the survival of Beiqi.

However, the Emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty still can't believe it until this time. Fan will one day come to his own country with a very rich dowry.

After confessing all the common customs, the painful eyes closed his lips and no longer said a word. He quietly felt the passing of life in the body, but in a slight sigh of relief, but with a little bit of joy, the eyes seemed to show all the past years, and those pictures finally stopped for decades, staying in That piece seems to never end in the snow.

In the last days, the hard-hitting masters remembered the scavenged vultures that screamed in the sky, those subordinates who were on the way.

The endless night, the glimmer in the tent in the night, the Shaun in silence, and the neat arm of the tent on the edge of the tent.

That one is built on the hill, the majestic black and blue temple.

The temple was killed in the temple. The little girl who ran out of the temple.

The human flesh is not so delicious. I have lived for so many years. I know what the temple looks like. What else is not satisfied? The great master of the generation was so immersed in memories that he passed away with a complicated smile.

On the north of the northern Qi, an ice sheet, a girl dressed in animal skin and clothes, is greeting the people in the tribe with barbarism. The girl's face was red, full of smiles, but there was a touch of sadness and sorrow in her eyes.

After several years of blizzards, it was impossible for Beiman to survive on this wilderness. So a generation of famous generals, Shangshanghu, used the tribes that could not be undone for a few years, and began to bypass the high heavens and move toward the warmer south.

Many tribes have settled on the grasslands in the northwest of Qingguo, but they have paid a lot of life to get the accommodation of distant relatives.

There are also some tribes and old and weak women and children who live on the ice and snow wasteland in the north. Perhaps the tribe has been reduced a lot, so not many prey actually support these people to survive.

Not long ago, a girl who was said to have lost the Garna tribe came to these tribes and began to hunt and graze with the big guys. Everyone likes the girl's house, because she is very diligent, she is very capable, and then the strong horse to her hand, and only the sly, then fierce beast, seems to be afraid of hurting her and flee far away.

The honest and straightforward barbarians just don't like the way the Karna girl walks, because in such a difficult environment, the one-step and three-shake way of walking is really a waste of physical strength.

However, everyone thinks that her name is very good, and Songzhi Xianling seems to be the kind of flower blossoming.

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