Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

Temple of Heaven.

Under the hallway, Hu Yanshou stood sluggishly, giving birth to bursts of dizziness as he was on the edge of a cliff.

The knife is not alone.

died……

"The sword ghost in the abyss of the empire, what about my sword ghost?"

The sharp question was like thunder in the silent hall.

"Qi...Qi, Your Majesty, the old minister is puzzled." Huyanshou was trembling.

The golden mask came into view, and the Barbarian Emperor looked down at him from a high place, and said word by word:

"playing dumb!"

Suddenly, he shouted angrily:

"Don't dare to lie again, there is such a stone!"

The barbarian emperor strode back around, the sacrificial dragon robe fluttered, and he smashed his fist at a stone pillar in the hall.

With a loud "dong" sound, the stone pillars turned into powder.

Huyanshou shuddered.

"As far as I know, the sword ghost came to you before leaving the holy city. What did you instruct him to do!"

The barbarian emperor was violently furious and his tone was thick.

The great empire has lost a peak of enlightened people, and the sword ghost can't die inexplicably!

"I know you want to rebel." The Barbarian Emperor suddenly bent down, and a pair of eyes without white eyes stared at Hu Yanshou quietly.

Huyanshou was so frightened that his soul went out of his body, and for a moment, he really wanted to tell everything.

He was too tired, and the lonely city was crumbling, but the Hannu held it up abruptly, creating one miracle after another.

How could Dao Bugu die? It seems that no matter what kind of existence, as long as they step into the cemetery of the empire, they will be crushed and cut alive by Han slaves.

Seeing that he stopped talking, the Barbarian Emperor waited quietly.

Recently, this judge has been in a trance, and there must be a secret hidden from the gods.

At this moment, the guards approached and presented the secret letter respectfully.

The Barbarian Emperor took over the page, his breath gradually became gloomy, and he said solemnly:

"Tang Guo Gao Chaoen entered Yumen Pass and died suddenly after being sanctified."

Huyanshou recovered from his terror and nightmare, and knelt down and kowtowed, with all kinds of grief:

"The old minister is guilty and is willing to be killed by the neck."

It turned out that it was Gao who ran away from this neutered dog! !

"Speak!" The Barbarian Emperor's anger faded away.

Although it is also very shameful to change each other, the empire has the blessing of heaven, and it is only a matter of time before the enlightened people emerge from the abyss, and one less death in Dongtu.

"The old minister learned that Gao Chaoen made an unannounced visit to Yumen Pass. He was worried that the neutered dog was plotting something, so he begged the sword ghost to go and kill him. I never thought..."

"It's the old minister arrogant, but the old minister is full of glory for the empire."

At the end of Huyan Shou, he reiterated that tears flowed down his old face.

He didn't fake crying, but the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time broke out completely.

A eunuch who was famous all over the world for his cowardly running away was willing to die for Gu Changan.

Gein, the Han slave, carries the most tenacious spirit of the Eastern Tu people. Once exposed, it will cause hundreds of millions of waves in the deep sea.

At that time, how excited Dongtu will be, how angry and panicked the Great Barbarian Empire will be.

His fate will be unimaginably tragic.

Looking at Huyanshou's grief-stricken appearance, the Barbarian Emperor couldn't bear it, and said softly:

"Aiqing, please, I won't blame you."

You will cut me with a thousand swords... Huyanshou burst into tears. If he went back to a year ago, he would definitely lift the lid, but now he is stuck in the quagmire and can't get out.

"Go back." The Barbarian Emperor waved his robe sleeves and drove to the abyss.

Huyan Shouhun walked out of the nine palace towers, a carriage parked beside him.

"Father, you'll be fine." Huyanjing had lingering fears.

Huyanshou silently stepped into the carriage.

"Gucheng, Gu Changan, this is the catastrophe of this old man, and I can't get over it..."

He suddenly burst into laughter, hoarse like a howl, echoing loudly.

Huyanjing's face was bleak, and in his heart, Hannu in Gucheng had become bizarre and demonic.

"Look for the witch Buddha." Hu Yanshou's eyes widened, the last straw he grabbed when he was about to drown.

"Those four greedy Buddhas?" Huyanjing's expression changed suddenly, as if he was talking about some great horror.

Witchcraft is not tolerated by Buddhism and Taoism. What is witchcraft? It is the symbol of outer sage and inner demon, the most cruel and vicious symbol in the world.

"Dad, do you know the reward for the witch Buddha's shot!" He screamed suddenly, realizing that the voice was too loud and silent, but his expression was extremely distorted.

Hu Yanshou was exhausted and slowly moved his lips:

"It's nothing more than the money and land accumulated by the family, give them all."

"After the exposure, the nine clans will be confiscated."

Huyanjing drank blood in his heart, and the family wealth that he had worked hard to save from generation to generation, was so easily given to the witch and Buddha, how could it not be painful.

As my father said, when the lid is lifted, let alone money, even the ancestral graves must be dug up.

"the last time."

It was rare for Huyanshou to calm down, and this time he failed again, and he had no ability to struggle.

"Father, I have an ominous premonition." Huyanjing was in a panic, and he was about to despair.

How can a person burst out with such a shocking might?

Dongtu uses "the idiot to move the mountains, the Jingwei to reclaim the sea" to describe perseverance, as long as you pay the price, you can always do something.

But that Hannu is like a sea that will never dry up, and mountains that will never be seen.

"Let it be fate."

After Huyanshou finished speaking, he closed his eyes and rested, perhaps because he didn't want to expose the weak tears in his eyes in front of his own son.

With Li Ping's divination and Gao Chaoen's death, the Central Plains are getting closer to the truth, sooner or later.

Whether he killed Gu Changan or not, the outcome was already doomed.

...

Jinling Academy.

The Qinhuai River was full of people, and colorful lanterns were floating on the river.

The Master retracted his gaze, looked at the Tang envoy, and said lightly:

"I know what you're here for."

The envoy settled down and gave a deep bow:

"I beg the Master to come out."

The library fell into a long silence.

The envoy said succinctly:

"Yumen Pass will only lead to three places, the Barbarian Holy City, Mobei, and the Western Regions."

"Since Dao Bugu has left the Holy City, it can be ruled out."

"Li Ping peeks at the west wind, and in the astrological phenomenon, there is no west wind in Mobei, and there is no Fuyao wind."

"Only the Western Regions are left. Eunuch Gao died there, and the portrait person is there."

The master listened quietly, but did not comment.

This should be the analysis of the Empress, and he also agrees.

"Invite the saint to go to the Western Regions and bring the portrait person back." The envoy stepped forward and pleaded.

"I'm sorry." The Master shook his head, "As soon as I move, the barbarians will have butchers to hunt down the academicians."

The envoy was emotional, and his voice was no longer respectful, and said solemnly:

"Jinling's singing and dancing are peaceful, maybe the person in the portrait is suffering in the Western Regions. Since he is a saint of martial arts in the Central Plains, why not lend a helping hand?"

"What did the Master say when he stood in the academy thirty years ago?"

"Shenzhou does not distinguish between the old and the young, the seniority and the inferiority, and they will do their best to pour the water of the Yellow River, break the waves of the East China Sea, conquer the lands of the barbarians, suppress the caves of the Japanese slaves, hunt down the bandits who deceive me, and attack the barbarians. kill!"

"The sea is flowing, and the body is clear, the corpses are all over the field, only the soul can rely on!"

The elegant old man's eyes were in a trance, and he said softly:

"The nation fights against the barbarians together, isn't it just to make them ordinary people live in peace?"

"To make Gao Chaoen willing to die, it should be the bloodline of Li Tang left in the Western Regions. He is extremely talented and is expected to carry Li Tang's big tripod."

"For the benefit of the Li family, the old man forgives it for being difficult to obey."

The corner of the envoy's mouth twitched slightly, and his heart was cold: "Isn't the blood of Li Tang not a citizen of Shenzhou?"

The Master looked at the lake and sighed:

"What about the genius of martial arts? Can it save a civilization that is in jeopardy? Can it expel the invincible barbarians?"

"If my death is exchanged for China's land to recreate its glory, I would also like to return to the sky and smile at Jiuquan!"

When they reach the realm of saints, they feel powerless. The collapse of Shenzhou cannot be saved by a few martial arts saints.

In this terrifying era, in this unbearable era, we need a miraculous spirit, a will that can shine brightly in the crevices of the cliff.

If it existed, he would travel a million miles and spend his whole life there.

The Confucian scholar in a robe wearing a bamboo crown walked into the study and said decisively:

"Gao Chaoen has been loyal to the Li family all his life, and will only die for the Li family's heirs, and the portrait person has helped boost the national fortune of the Tang Dynasty, isn't it enough to prove that he is the blood of the Li family?"

"When the master leaves the academy, the monsters entrenched in the bottom of the Yangtze River will choose people to devour them. Is a Li family Tianjiao worth it?"

"A martial arts wizard is definitely not the hope of the nation's revival, please come back."

The envoy turned his head away and saluted and retired.

He also subconsciously believed that the person in the portrait was of Li's bloodline, otherwise, how could he arouse the fortune of the country, how could Eunuch Gao sacrifice his life to protect him.

But His Majesty always believed that it was a candle in the dark room of the Central Plains, but His Majesty's words were not enough to persuade the top of the nations to take risks to the barbarian hinterland.

Before, Gongsun Ge of the State of Yan refused, and Duke Qin of Eastern Wu declined, and now even the highly respected Master of Shenzhou should not.

Only the Chinese spirit seems to be worth the price of their lives.

...

Yumen Pass, a prosperous town on the border.

A few gray-faced horse breeders were sitting under the teahouse, talking about their future lives, and when the sunken-cheeked, skinny guy came over, they looked contemptuous.

"Bah, savage dog!"

The dog's tail is braided, he also wears a mustache hat, and two towels are draped over his shoulders.

Liu Shang poured the tea silently, letting them cast hateful and sarcastic glances.

After so many experiences, his heart has long been as hard as iron, and no humiliation or pain can destroy it.

He climbed to Yumen Pass three days ago. He has seen many people from the Central Plains, and he also burst into tears the moment he saw the flag of Beiliang. The spring breeze from the Divine Continent made the unreachable dream a reality.

But he has to be patient! !

After taking a full ninety-nine steps and not being able to fall down at the last step, how absurd and sad it would be.

Are the few ordinary people who are overwhelmed by life worth entrusting? Is it worth him to hand over the note from his clothes?

Liu Shang did not dare to gamble.

Everything still depends on yourself.

Seven days later, when the city gate is opened, he can really step into the land of China, and the story of the sixty-three years of dust can be announced to the world.

He stared at the reeds by the distant river and whispered softly, "The Central Plains are so beautiful."

...

In a lonely city, another tomb is added to the tomb forest.

Gu Changan stared at the tombstone, holding a peach blossom in his hand. The petals were squeezed together, and the branches were full of clusters, exuding a faint fragrance.

"I am about to sink in the long dark night, but I suddenly see a ray of light, and I am willing to embrace the darkness until death."

He folded a peach petal and placed it in front of the grave, then walked out of the grave forest without hesitation.

When he was a few dozen steps away from the tower, Gu Changan planted peach branches in the loess, without nourishing it with the evil spirit of the abyss.

He was willing to go crazy.

The heaven and earth qi machine that made him crazy has not dissipated, he will go to the source hundreds of miles away to completely refine it.

More powerful ability can defend this lonely city.

"Changan, what are you doing?" Carpenter Qin was about to pay homage to Eunuch Gao with a pot of wine, but saw Gu Changan planting peach blossoms in the yellow sand.

"I am afraid that I will hurt you. The peach blossom branch is the pillar of my soul. I will have a sense of sobriety when I see it."

"In the future, clothes and meals will be placed next to the peach tree. Don't come to Wanglou. Remember to tell those naughty dolls not to come near me."

Gu Changan babbled while filling the peach branches with soil.

Carpenter Qin was stunned, followed by unspeakable sadness.

"Yeah." He pursed his lips.

Just bringing a little bit of fleeting hope is enough to make Changan break free from despair and continue to hold the torch high.

Without Eunuch Gao, Chang'an might have been freed, but because of Eunuch Gao, Chang'an had to support him in the dark.

It seems that no matter what, it is still the child who suffers.