Pawn Crossing the River

Qi Xuansu was hit in the chest by the "Xuanyu" thrown by Qiniang. The energy contained in the "Xuanyu" did not knock Qi Xuansu away. Instead, the "Xuanyu" itself sank directly into Qi Xuansu's chest and disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea. .

Qi Xuansu's vision went dark and he fell backwards.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuelu was right next to Qi Xuansu and directly reached out to catch Qi Xuansu, letting him fall into his arms.

Qi Xuansu's last thought before losing consciousness was that he was so soft.

Then Qi Xuansu had a dream.

In his sleep, Qi Xuansu came to the old place again, and it was still a familiar scene. As the saying goes, once is born, twice is familiar. He was no longer frightened, but felt familiar and friendly.

It's still that tall, tall, dark mountain.

Without saying a word, Qi Xuansu climbed directly along the rugged trail to the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain was still the same, a huge open space with a big fire in the middle.

The last time I came, there were nine tall figures behind the fire, but this time it became eight tall figures.

These eight tall figures are still shrouded in a layer of shadow that is so thick that they cannot be removed. Only a vague outline can be seen, and only two points of blood-red light shine at the position of the eyes.

The nine figures last time put great pressure on Qi Xuansu, with both kindness and hostility. This time, Qi Xuansu clearly felt less pressure, more kindness, and less hostility.

What follows is still the same process.

The fire became brighter and brighter, making the surroundings appear darker. Eight figures stood between the firelight and darkness, and began to murmur.

After another moment, the whispering voice gradually became louder, as if it had traveled through the long and distant river of time and arrived in the present world.

At this moment, the eight figures gradually disappeared and retreated into the darkness, leaving only one figure walking forward into the firelight.

Qi Xuansu immediately saw the true appearance of this figure. She was still a woman who was more than ten feet tall. Her black hair was as black as ink, hanging down to her waist. Her skin was fair, and her face was painted with strange paint. Behind her was a strange totem, earthy yellow in color. , with human body and snake tail, and nine arms.

This figure opened his arms and took Qi Xuansu into his arms, like a loving mother holding a child.

The originally dazzling fire suddenly disappeared, the fire was extinguished, and there was darkness between heaven and earth.

The ground under Qi Xuansu's feet shattered, and a hole appeared. Qi Xuansu fell uncontrollably, and was drowned by the blood that followed, leaving only a bright red as far as the eye could see.

I don't know how long it took, Qi Xuansu woke up and turned around. He no longer saw the black mountains and the giant-like women, nor the blood in his eyes. What he could see was a hanging light, emitting a warm orange light. , he looked around again and found that he was lying on a bed, with no tables, chairs or other objects around him.

Qi Xuansu closed his eyes again, and could vaguely hear the sound of rain coming from outside the house. The raindrops fell on the rows of tiles, making a rustling sound, and he began to look inward.

It can be said that I am both excited and disappointed.

What was exciting was that, as expected, he received the third additional inheritance, the Wu Zhu inheritance. Disappointingly, he did not become a heavenly being.

The "mysterious jade" left by Zhenjun Siming is tentatively called the "mysterious jade of the gods", which is different from the previous "mysterious jade of life" and "mysterious jade of death".

It has to be said that this piece of "God's Mysterious Jade" is worthy of being a large-scale "Xuan Jade". It not only pushed Qi Xuansu's alchemist inheritance, martial arts inheritance and the newly obtained witchcraft inheritance to the ninth level of Guizhen Building, but also Qi Xuansu himself. His Sanren cultivation has also been pushed to the Jiuzhonglou stage of returning to his true form.

This certainly does not mean that Qi Xuansu alone can withstand four people from the Nine Layers of the Return to True Stage. After all, Qi Xuansu cannot use four completely different magical powers at the same time, nor can he use four weapons at the same time. Two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. The truth is not outdated. But if it's just one-on-one, Qi Xuansu is far superior to many people in the same realm. Even if he faces ordinary heavenly beings, he has the strength to fight.

In addition, Qi Xuansu's alchemist inheritance and martial arts inheritance are still incomplete. The alchemist failed to condense his thoughts, and the martial artist failed to condense his body and spirit. If the inheritance is also divided into high and low, then only the martial artist who condenses his body and spirit can be regarded as a high-quality martial artist. The warriors before this could only be regarded as low-grade warriors, and the alchemists were the same.

However, Qi Xuansu also gradually realized that something was wrong. The Sanren who were supplemented by "Xuanyu" did not seem to be completely equivalent to the banished immortals. At least Zhang Yuelu did not have the supernatural power of "flesh and blood", and he had never seen Zhang Yuelu's Yin God appear. Qiao, the completed Sanren are indeed similar to the banished immortals, but they are different.

Regarding this point, he could have a good discussion with Zhang Yuelu.

Qi Xuansu quit looking inside and opened his eyes again.

At this moment, Qi Xuansu heard Zhang Yuelu's voice ringing in his ears: "You're awake."

Qi Xuansu followed the sound and saw that Zhang Yuelu was sitting on the side of the bed because of the hanging curtains. His figure was just blocked by the rolled up curtains, so Qi Xuansu was not able to see him immediately.

Qi Xuansu simply sat up: "How long have I slept?"

"Three days and two nights." Zhang Yuelu stood up and walked around to the bed.

Today, Zhang Yuelu did not wear a formal crane cloak, but changed into a moon-white dress with a lake-colored border. Her black hair was held up by a jade hairpin. She was elegant and elegant. She did not look like the deputy head of the Tiangang Hall, but more like a well-educated and sensible young lady.

Qi Xuansu admired it silently for a moment, then looked back and asked, "Where is this?"

Zhang Yuelu said: "This is the branch of Huasheng Hall of Jinling Mansion."

Qi Xuansu blinked at her: "Did you send me here?"

Zhang Yuelu let out a soft "hmm" and opened the window. Outside, he could see a pond covered in rain and mist, with the sound of frogs chirping.

Qi Xuansu noticed that Zhang Yuelu was not in a good mood, so he couldn't help but be more careful and asked softly: "How is the situation in Jinling Mansion?"

Zhang Yuelu held the window sill with both hands: "It's very bad. Although Zhenjun Siming was defeated, many people still died because of it. In Jinling Mansion today, it cannot be said that every family wears filial piety, but almost every ten families do so. To put it bluntly, this does not include those whose entire families have survived. Preliminary estimates put the number of dead at over 10,000.”

Qi Xuansu was silent.

In troubled times, it is common for thousands of people to die, ten thousand people to die, a hundred thousand people to die, and a million people to die. Death from disease, death from famine, death from war disasters. At that time, everyone from the princes and nobles to the common people could not say that they were accustomed to it, but they were already numb. For the princes and nobles, it was just a number. For the common people, it was precarious and they did not know whether they could save their lives. How can I have the energy to sympathize with others?

But it is different now. It is a peaceful world now. It has been peaceful for a long time and there are no weapons. Not to mention ordinary people, not even Zhang Yuelu, who was born in Tiangang Hall, or Qi Xuansu, who has many lives on his hands.

No wonder Zhang Yuelu was in a heavy mood.

According to Zhang Yuelu's detailed description, Qi Xuansu finally knew the general situation.

Lord Siming filled the entire Jinling Mansion with Yin Qi, absorbing souls and flesh and blood. After the Dao Sect defeated True Lord Siming, the incarnation of True Lord Siming was shattered, and many souls that had not yet had time to be "digested" returned to the human world, returned to the body again, and came to life again.

In this way, although these people will have symptoms of despair, their lives will be saved and they can slowly recuperate. There are tens of thousands of these people, most of whom are counted among the "injured" ranks.

However, those who were contaminated by the "gift" were irreversible and were directly devoured by Lord Siming, making it difficult for gods to save them. Although the Jiangnan Provincial Government has tried its best to eliminate the "gifts", there are still many things that cannot be taken into consideration in the haste. The shantytowns are the hardest hit areas, with more than 9,000 people dead. Yamen at all levels and Jiangnan Daofu have begun to clean up the mess, collect the corpses, continue to purify the remaining "gifts", and hunt down the fish that have slipped through the net.

There were more than a thousand people who died in the chaos caused by Zhenjun Siming. For example, their houses collapsed and their whole families were buried where they should be compensated and arrested.

The governor, the governor, the real person in charge of Jiangnan Dao Mansion and the deputy palace masters have returned to Jinling Mansion one after another. Since they are in charge of the overall situation, there is no need for Zhang Yuelu, the deputy master of Tiangang Hall, to worry about it, so she stayed at Huasheng Hall. Guard Qi Xuansu.

After Qi Xuansu heard this, he couldn't help but sigh: "In prosperity, the people suffer. In death, the people suffer."

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