After the global recovery, I traveled through

Five lamps were placed inside.

The lanterns are as numerous as the day, and the floating lanterns are dotted. Countless people look at the river and congratulate the Holy Dragon for his health and the good luck of the country of Chu.

Five floating lanterns swayed across the river for five years.

On the festive day of the 40th year of Kaiyuan, the empress came to the bridge again, and at the end of the bridge came General Chen holding Fangtian's painted halberd.

"Let's go." Chen Kele looked deeply and stretched out his hand towards her.

So they rode on a horse together and galloped towards the outside of the palace.

[Forty years of Kaiyuan. The empress leaves the palace. ]

"Do you think the teacher has ever thought that the two of us would become a couple?" Chen Kele suddenly asked on the way.

Lin Qingqing smiled: "Of course not, he knew we wouldn't do it a long time ago."

After a while, she added: "He said that the empress does not need to marry."

Chen Kele also laughed: "Qing Yan and Jing'er asked me why His Majesty and I are not together."

"They are so courageous. How did you answer?"

"I said we all have people we love."

Lin Qingqing suddenly asked: "Do you really love your wife?"

"certainly."

Lin Qingqing sighed and rested her head on Chen Kele's broad back: "For many years, I have not dared to get too close to you. After all, everyone knows that men and women are different. But sometimes I think why should we be like this? Do we want to be estranged because of this? "

"When the rumors were fierce, I wanted to ask you for an explanation, but I gave up. Do friends who grew up sharing hardships and sharing blessings really need an explanation? I actually doubted this, so I felt angry and thought again. As an emperor, why do I need to explain to you, a minister?"

Yes, Qingqing and Da Le need no explanation, but over the years, their relationship has finally changed due to their different positions. Chen Kele wanted to say it, but finally didn't.

He looked up at the sky, only his Seven Kills Star was particularly bright.

Just when he wanted to restrain the starlight a little so that other stars could shine, he heard Lin Qingqing's rare laughter in his ears.

"This world is no longer mine, not mine! The Empress of Chu will run away from home today!"

In a daze, Chen Kele's thoughts went through the past forty years and returned to the day when they entered the royal capital.

["I go back to my home, who dares to stop me?"

"This world is almost all mine!" She tilted her body with laughter, and was lifted back onto the horse by Da Le. ]

The guards at the city gate recognized Chen Kele and knew who the arrogant woman was. They were so frightened that they did not dare to stop her in the slightest.

This was completely different from when they first entered the royal capital forty years ago.

Lin Qingqing looked at the palace where she had been imprisoned for forty years, tucked a strand of pale hair behind her ear, and said softly: "I'm leaving."

["I'm back!" she said, looking at the thousands of households in the capital. ]

The shocking aura at that time no longer existed. The two most powerful people today hugged each other shiveringly, and followed the ups and downs of the horses' backs as they entered the desolate place.

[One is the Ninth Emperor's Girl who was born with the life of a dragon, and the other is the Seven Killing Star Tian Xing who guards the Ninth Emperor's side. ]

"Drive!" Chen Kele roared, and endless determination suddenly burst out from under his armor, lighting up the entire starry sky.

There was the faint sound of birds whistling in the air.

"The time of death has come." Lin Qingqing said with a smile.

They dismounted, and Chen Kele took a deep breath and hugged Lin Qingqing's cold body tightly.

They...in the past few decades, they just kept each other warm.

Chen Kele remembered that in Poguan, he slept on Lin Xingtao's left side, while Qingqing slept on the other side. At night, the teacher would sometimes wake up and pick up Qingqing's hair, wipe off his saliva, and tuck everyone in. Quilt.

At this time, there was only one person missing in their arms, and they were so cold, as if they could no longer be warmed.

"In the 40th year of Kaiyuan, General Chen took the empress out of the palace, met a monster on the way, and the empress died - how about this?" Chen Kele said slowly, and put the tip of the halberd in his hand into Lin Qingqing's fragile body.

The warm blood warmed the cold and wet Chen Kele's cheeks.

They finally warmed up.

Chen Kele's fingers finally started shaking.

As a general, he couldn't even hold his own weapon firmly, causing Qing Qing to cry out in pain: "Stop shaking."

Only when the halberd was withdrawn did his fingers stabilize.

"With this injury, as long as another Seven Kills Star comes to the world in the future, you will be able to think of this injury and temporarily regain consciousness."

Lin Qingqing nodded and walked towards the place where the golden claws protruded in the air.

The sound of footsteps shatters time.

It seems to go back to the days when the girl in simple clothes walked towards the palace gate forty years ago.

Her back, no longer straight due to old age, straightened up again——

Her old and weak legs regained the vitality of running freely——

Her curled up pale hair fell down and suddenly turned into a glossy jet black——

She turned her head sideways, and the wrinkles on her face were smoothed away by gentle hands, leaving only the smiling dimples——

Her tired and dull eyes once again bloomed with a youthful and vigorous light——

The power of immortality and merit shines alternately in her body.

"Even if I am punished by heaven, I will kill the monster!" she shouted, pretending that she was here to kill the monster.

And Tianpu and Pengniao also revealed their whereabouts at this time.

While the roc's claws scratched through her heart, no dragon of luck flew out of her.

Because her dragon of luck stayed on the high building of the Sutra Pavilion.

However, Xiang Ju will feel hesitant because of this, and she will not fall short of her success.

Chen Wenxuan, it’s up to you.

At the border of Dachu, Chen Wenxuan, who had been guarding this place for ten years, said softly: "There is no first in literature, no second in martial arts. If there is a star born in the world, there will be no one in the world who is destined for that star. Although I am born because of my blood, I have the power of the Seven Killings, but I can’t bring it to the world. However, I will not let myself down or let the world down.”

He looked at the sky, and there was a star slowly appearing in the bright light of the Seven Kills Star, making a falling gesture.

That was the Wenquxing he abandoned ten years ago.

"Actually, I know that I really have the potential of Wenquxingtianxing to come to the world."

All the star power he had eliminated solidified on top of his head.

"It's been ten years! I gave up the stars and came to this world, just to use the power of history as a guide to shape the dragon of emperor's destiny!"

A lifelike little black dragon flew into the air and roared.

Chen Wenxuan suddenly looked somewhere and said, "Thank you, immortal, for your help."

He laughed again: "If a scholar has character, shouldn't he be able to go to the battlefield? Probably more than three hundred years from now, my Chen family will have a literary star shining brightly."

Then seeing the dragon of luck, Xiang Ju's doubts disappeared.

And Xiang Ju has been planning for many years, how can a mere dragon of luck compare.

The golden claws took the empress soaring into the sky.

The power of immortality and merit collide and bloom countless dazzling flowers.

One after another, occasionally a wisp of blood drifted. Gorgeous and poignant.

Lin Qingqing pointed her finger to the sky and touched the soft blood flowers.

She spends her last moments thinking about things she wasn't actually involved in.

For example, the flood that destroyed people in forty years.

She seemed to see the young man blocking the flood at the rear.

[He is the only one swimming upstream. ]

[Each person has his or her own life, and all things have their own death. ]

But Lin Qingqing thought: If only she dies, human life can be restored...

She thought so hard and thoughtfully that she didn't even know when she died.

But at the moment of her death, she seemed to really see it!

She saw it. She saw that four hundred years later, also in the flood, Lin Xingtao was swimming upstream!

Flood, flood...

One last image appeared in her mind.

That was when Lin Xingtao had just come to this world and his body had not yet recovered. He was telling stories to these little beggars in Poguan.

Because I was curious about whether there was a god in this world, I told some strange fairy tales.

"It is said that when mankind perishes, there will be a great flood."

"What, what, what flood?"

"Noah's Ark, Manu saving the world, Dayu controlling the floods..."

"The teacher is making it up again. We have never heard of this."

"Yes, how do you know? You don't even know if there are dragons in this world."

Flood, flood...

boom!

The sea of ​​demons is beginning to form.

Because it has not yet been completely formed, countless seawater surges toward the world.

[In the first year of the reign of Emperor Guangqi of Chu, there was a severe flood. People said that the empress collapsed and the sky wept. The disaster is serious and I want to ask the Dragon King to stop the water. 】♦This work is organized and uploaded by Situtu and read online.

The year the empress died, the Sea of ​​Demons began to take shape, and there were great floods in the world.

When Yu Buqi destroyed the city, he used a great flood. Did he know anything?

What does the Dragon King's control of water have to do with these creation myths?

And this monster also caused a flood when the empress died...

Therefore, when human beings perish, within four hundred years of Chu, there will be a great flood that can wash away the entire world.

And human beings will usher in rebirth or destruction under the leadership of the true dragon.

Floods and dragons.

It's as if there is an invisible thread connecting everything.

Lin Xingtao thought of the underwater city of R'lyeh that was prophesied to destroy the world, and thought of the act of destruction he had caused when he was the evil god: countless corpses and body parts were soaked and floating, forming a sea of ​​filth.

——It is actually similar to a flood.

Then he also used dragon veins to suppress it.

--dragon.

With the Nanjing Dragon Vein and his time-travel, he embarked on the road to transform into a dragon and become the way of heaven.

[Lin Xingtao, you have actually been on the path to becoming the way of heaven a long time ago. ]

Everything suddenly became clear.

The author has something to say: I saw a comment asking whether there will be a finale - I still have two volumes to write. 233.

Let me tell you in advance: I may not use ideas written by others in the SCP world. What I want to write is actually a similar world of containment objects, using containment objects that I think of myself (although SCP is open for commercial use, it seems to use it If you write something yourself, it belongs to it...)

Chapter 210 Shinto Merit (68)

The way of heaven made Lin Xingtao see the truth of the four hundred years, originally to stop Lin Xingtao, but Lin Xingtao noticed a clear line in it.

Floods and dragons.

Everything suddenly became clear.

All the water droplets blocking his eyes turned into moist vapor and passed over his cheeks.

In order to know the truth, he had no reason not to stop. Then after knowing the truth, he had no reason to stop.

As he moved forward, he thought, no wonder only the immortal Lord Miao Shui was present when he killed the Lion King in the Dragon Palace. It seemed to be Xiang Ju's plan.

He thought again, Qingqing is too miserable. "Don't be nice to others just because they are nice to you." This sentence was meant for Da Le, and it was clearly meant for her as well.

He wants to...

A vast building appeared in front of him.

Nine-story palaces, thousands of feet of brocade, jade steps and golden steps lined up with civil and military officials. Under the brilliant umbrella, the emperor's dragon robe rolled with auspicious light, which held the saint and illuminated the mountains and rivers.

The emperor walked out from under the umbrella, just like Lin Xingtao as an emperor. It's just that because he didn't practice Taoism, his face looked like a middle-aged man.

Even though he was no longer young, he still walked like a dragon and a tiger, and stepped to the side of the pond beside the palace.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and the world was leisurely, making his figure tall and majestic.

The pond was sparkling, and the fish and shrimp moved with the light and shadow.

After a while, he grabbed a handful of feed from the hand of the attendant and threw it down.

The fish and shrimp in the pond immediately scrambled for food.

The emperor laughed loudly: "Look, the people in the court are like this fish and this shrimp, but it's just a fight between carp in the pond."

The entire dynasty was controlled by this emperor, and life and death were decided by a word. Everyone was a small fish that he could hold in his hand.

The attendants all bowed and said, "Only Your Majesty is the true dragon emperor. No matter how capable others are, they are just small-time fish and shrimps. The fact that they are alive is all due to Your Majesty's indulgence and favor."

Emperor