Nightwatcher

After Irbu finished speaking, he "saw" Xu Qi'an at the bow of the ship, as if being hit in the head by someone, his pupils dilated slightly, and his expression froze instantly.

"If there is nothing else, Master Linghui will leave first."

Irb withdrew his gaze, said in a flat tone, and planned to leave. .

"etc!"

Xu Qi'an let out a breath slowly, and asked:

"Is the original Jianzheng's ancestral home in Xiangzhou?"

When he asked this sentence, his face was calm, but his heart was quietly tense.

Irb frowned:

"How do I know? I just know. Why should I tell you?"

Taking the opportunity to insult Xu Qi'an, she turned her head and left.

In the scorching sun, Xu Qi'an sat on the bow of the boat, silent.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Nanzhi was on the other side of the boat and asked a question.

Out of familiarity with each other, she could feel that something was wrong with Xu Qi'an's state. She should be happy to get the refining materials for resurrecting Wei Yuan, but he just sat there in a daze.

Xu Qi'an let out a breath, calmed down, and said:

"Do you remember the map of the Chai Family Tomb?"

Mu Nanzhi tilted her head and thought for a while:

"The ancestors of the Chai family used to be tomb guards, but they were exterminated because of the map of the tomb. The only, um, child was sold to southern Xinjiang as a slave. Later, he returned to Xiangzhou and established the current Chai family."

She stumbled and tried to remember this sentence.

Xu Qi'an asked again:

"Then whose tomb do you think that tomb belongs to?"

Mu Nanzhi said angrily:

"How do I know!"

Bai Ji echoed softly: "That's right!"

Alas. Xu Qi'an said with a half-sigh and half-exhale:

"Then what if I tell you that the name of the first supervisor is Chai Xinjue?"

Mu Nanzhi and Bai Ji tilted their heads to the left at the same time, with confused and cute expressions.

They didn't turn their heads.

For a moment, Xu Qi'an couldn't tell whether they didn't remember the character Jianzheng of the first generation, or didn't understand what he said.

After all, the information of the first generation of Jianzheng was blocked, but because of the sense of historical fragmentation, it cannot be completely forgotten.

"The owner of the tomb is the first supervisor." Xu Qi'an directly revealed the answer.

Then, Mu Nanzhi and Bai Ji's eyes widened at the same time, looking chubby.

"Then Chai Xing'er is the descendant of the first supervisor?" Mu Nanzhi felt that Xu Qi'an was talking nonsense, with a look of disbelief:

"How is this possible? People with the surname Chai abound. Maybe it's a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence!" Bai Ji repeated it.

Xu Qi'an shook his head:

"There are many people with the surname Chai, but there are not many who can be found by Xu Pingfeng himself. There are no such coincidences in the world.

"Moreover, the first supervisor died in Wuzong's rebellion five hundred years ago. In terms of time, although there is no way to prove that the Chai family has a history of five hundred years, there is no contradiction."

Pushing the timeline, the Chai family was originally a mausoleum guardian, and then gave up their status as a mausoleum guardian and settled in Xiangzhou. Later, because someone coveted the map of the tomb, the Chai family was wiped out. And sold the only child to southern Xinjiang as a slave.

More than a hundred years ago, that child returned to Xiangzhou and became the ancestor of today's Chai family.

In other words, the history of the Chai family will definitely not be less than two hundred years old.

So there is no contradiction in time.

"I used to wonder why Xu Pingfeng paid attention to a small Jianghu family. Compared with him, a second-grade warlock, the Chai family is like an ant. After knowing that the Chai family has a map of the mysterious tomb, I began to wonder again. This Why did the tomb attract Xu Pingfeng's attention?"

Xu Qi'an squeezed the space between his eyebrows: "Later, I thought it was Xu Pingfeng who had contacted the leader of the Corpse Gu Department, saw the map from him, and followed this route to find the Chai family."

It took Mu Nanzhi a long time to digest his words, frowned and said:

"Is not it?"

"This possibility is not ruled out, but there may be another possibility!"

Xu Qi'an's face turned ugly:

"Perhaps, Xu Pingfeng learned about the tomb from the lineage five hundred years ago. He knew that the Chai family was the guardian of the tomb. It's just that I haven't figured out a few details."

"What details?"

Bai Ji asked crisply.

Xu Qi'an did not respond.

First: Why is Xu Pingfeng looking for the tomb of the first generation? The people of the first generation are all dead, so what value is there in his tomb.

Second: The first generation Jianzheng died in Wuzong's rebellion that year. Whether his bones have been preserved or not, is it really the first generation's body buried in this large tomb?

Jingshan City.

Salen Agu, wearing a sackcloth robe, climbed up the altar along the stone steps.

On the vast altar, two sculptures stand facing each other. One of them is wearing a wide-sleeved toga with a young face and a crown of thorns.

The other wears an ancient Confucian robe and a Confucian crown, with one hand on his back and the other on his lower abdomen.

Saren Agu walked up to the sculpture of the witch god, bowed slightly, saluted, and then muttered words, and vaguely heard some words:

"Baidi. Gatekeeper. The first generation of supervisors corrected it has a problem"

After speaking, Saren Agu bowed his head and made a gesture of listening.

A few seconds later, Alun Agu raised his head, narrowed his eyes slowly, and said to himself:

"Dahuang, there is only one."

Western Regions, Alando.

Wearing cassock, Guangxian Bodhisattva in the image of a young monk sits cross-legged under a bodhi tree.

The colored glaze Bodhisattva with blue hair like a waterfall, dressed in white, and barefoot like snow, is holding a jade pot in his hand.

The "rope" of the jade pot is a small black snake, the tail of which hooks the handle of the pot, and the head of the snake is twisted in the hands of the glass bodhisattva.

"Are you sure the gatekeeper is the supervisor?"

Liuli Bodhisattva's voice is pleasant to the ear, but it is not mixed with emotion.

"That's what the Jialuo tree said." Guangxian Bodhisattva smiled and clasped his hands together:

"According to my seat, it is likely to be true."

The two Bodhisattvas only recently learned about the concept of gatekeepers, the news that Gala Tree Bodhisattva came back from Qingzhou.

Liuli Bodhisattva nodded, with a flat tone:

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter."

She handed the jade pot to Guangxian Bodhisattva and said, "Be careful, don't hurt the guardian dragon."

As he spoke, he lightly stroked Hei Snake's head.

Guangxian Bodhisattva picked up the little snake, pressed the abdomen of the little snake with his index finger and thumb, and stroked it upwards. The little black snake suddenly stiffened, as if in extreme pain. Fragrant blood mist.

The blood mist did not disperse, but flowed gracefully into the golden bowl in front of Guangxian Bodhisattva.

Guangxian Bodhisattva let go of the tiny black snake, then picked up the jade pot, poured it over the spout, and slowly dripped out a light golden drop of water.

Liuli Bodhisattva held the tiny black snake in his palm with distress and cared for it carefully.

The golden bowl rippled with a "golden red" halo, spreading round and round.

Guangxian Bodhisattva tapped the golden bowl with his fingers and said in a low voice:

"rise!"

The golden and red brilliance floated from the golden bowl, like a firefly, and a veiled ribbon, drifting to the depths of Alando.

In an instant, a scorching sun rose from Alando, shining golden light.

The believers at the foot of the mountain knelt on the ground one after another, clasped their hands together, and pressed their foreheads to the ground, praising the miracles of Buddhism.

After Baidi appeared, the water element in the air increased sharply, and the sea of ​​clouds surged up, superimposed and collided with each other, and thunder was born.

The sea of ​​clouds under Jianzheng and the others turned into dark clouds brewing thunder and lightning.

The Baidi's blue vertical eyes stared at the white-clothed supervisor, and his voice was as deep as ever:

"The gatekeeper will not fall easily. If you are the gatekeeper, what is the first generation?"

After meeting Sarun Agu, it got a relatively satisfactory answer, but full of paradoxes.

All kinds of unusual performances of the first generation supervisor showed that he was the gatekeeper, but if he were the gatekeeper, how could he die so easily.

Seeing that Jianzheng did not answer, Baidi continued:

"After the death of gods and demons, I have been thinking, if there is anything in the world that can symbolize the way of heaven, what would it be?

"Is it flowers, birds, fish, insects, plants, trees and monsters? Is it gods and demons? Is it humans and demons? Is it the major systems of today?

"No, neither."

Baidi shook his head and said word by word:

"It's luck!

"The fall of the gods and demons is the destiny of heaven.

"The rise of the human and demon races is also the destiny. Including today, the demon race is declining, and the human race is gradually dominating the mainland of Kyushu.

"This is also blessed by heaven, and the human race should be happy. And all of this cannot be avoided by luck."

"Of the two major systems related to luck, Confucianism accepts luck and integrates with it. Therefore, Confucian scholars cannot live forever. This is a small way.

"But warlocks are different. Warlocks refine luck and control luck. Destiny masters are in the same body as the country. If the country is destroyed, they will die. On the contrary, they will be the same age as the country. Binding and merging oneself with the favored ones of heaven is the way.

"Therefore, I have reason to suspect that the first generation supervisor is the gatekeeper. He was favored by heaven, so he created the warlock system."

Xu Pingfeng and Gala Tree Bodhisattva listened in silence.

The prisoner looked calm, sitting next to the front of the chessboard, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

"But as I said just now, the gatekeeper will not die easily, and you killed the first-generation supervisor. So I wondered, could the first-generation not be the gatekeeper from the beginning.

"It is the warlock system that is truly blessed by God, not the first generation. After the warlock system is created, his mission is completed, and then the real gatekeeper, that is, you, appears on the stage in person.

"Then your true identity is quite a secret."

After Baidi finished speaking, he looked at Jianzheng with piercing eyes.

The supervisor looked back at Baidi and said with a smile:

"I want to know, come and try for yourself."

Baidi's vertical pupils flashed sharply.

Boom!

Lightning lit up in the clouds, and immediately after that, there was a sound of "cracking" in the void, and a huge, illusory black wave a hundred feet high rose behind Jianzheng.

He slapped hard towards him.

It was purely formed by the power of water spirits, and Baidi's blow almost drained the power of water spirits in a radius of a hundred miles.

Jianzheng got up slowly and stood still. When the huge waves came, he stretched out his right hand and plunged into the illusory black waves.

Then, with a violent yank of his right arm, he pulled out a pitch-black long sword that seemed to be solid.

Behind him, the huge black wave collapsed and collapsed.

Alchemist!

Ordinary alchemists refine steel and utensils.

A top alchemist, what he forges is a magic weapon and a magical weapon.

A pinnacle alchemist, what he practiced was how to crossbreed a human and a horse.

In the realm of Jianzheng, what is refined is the elements of heaven and earth, the arrangement and reorganization at the micro level.

If he wants, he can easily turn a stone into gold.

Using the power of the water spirit condensed by the opponent to refine a water spirit sword, of course it is also within the scope of the alchemist.

"Return you!"

The supervisor slashed out with a backhand sword.

What the Sword of Water Spirit slashed was an afterimage, and Baidi's real body appeared in front of the prison, with his right paw raised, and a simple and unpretentious paw was slapped.

Boom boom boom. The void seems to be collapsed by this move.

"Ding!"

In the slanted ground, a thick and dark sword light burst out from the void.

It teleports back again.

At the same time, the sword was shielded from the secret, and it slashed fiercely at Baidi's waist without making a sound.

The sword light exploded into pure water spirit power, while Baidi turned into a white shadow and flew out backwards. Its four hooves "grasped" the void and slid out tens of feet before offsetting the force of the slash.

Baidi looked at the prison in the distance, and said slowly in a deep voice:

"It's been a long time since I fought against an enemy of your level, it's interesting."

As soon as the words fell, two Dharma forms formed above the head of the Bodhisattva Gala Tree.

At Xu Pingfeng's feet, a circular array with a diameter of three feet lit up, complete with heavenly stems, earthly branches, five elements and eight trigrams.

The three top masters besiege and kill Jianzheng!

PS: This level of battle is very cool to write, but it is also very cautious. First of all, we must write about the strength of Yipin, and we must also put an end to the "fake big empty" description method. I want to write a detailed outline for this episode of the play.

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