Taiping Inn

The stone gate slowly opened, and a path that could not be seen at first glance appeared, as if the end of this path was an abyss that was endless underground.

The kings set their eyes on Li Xuandu and Yili Khan who opened the stone gate.

Li Xuandu said, "This is the road to the cave heaven. Although the cave heaven is a small world independent of the outside world, its relationship with the present world is like a relationship between a tree and a fruit. There must be a substantial connection between the two. This path is the stem that connects the branches and the fruits.”

Li Xuan did not say it to the kings, but to explain it to Yili Khan.

Yilikhan was silent for a moment and said to the kings and Nayans: "I will go in with the envoy, and the rest will stay in the golden tent. If there is any problem, the kings and the clan will decide together."

No one objected, so Yilikhan and Li Xuan walked towards the stone gate together. The moment they passed through the stone gate, they seemed to pass through an invisible barrier and came to a strange environment. If an ordinary person is not able to feel these subtle differences, only the great master of the Heavenly Realm who communicates with heaven and earth can notice it, because the heaven and earth have indeed changed, and the bridge of heaven and earth has been forcibly interrupted. However, for a top pure warrior like Yili Khan, this impact is almost non-existent, because humans and immortals never transport the vitality of heaven and earth, but rely on their own blood and energy.

The length of this secret path was beyond the expectations of Li Xuandu and Yili Khan. It was obviously the magical power of Sumeru mustard seeds, which had transcended the meaning of the length of the present world. Li Xuandu and Yili Khan were afraid of what was there. Trap bans are difficult to jump around, so they can only walk on foot, so they are destined to be a long time-consuming journey.

During this process, the two found that there were many patterns engraved on the walls on the left and right sides, which seemed to be telling stories after stories.

After about half an hour, Yili Khan suddenly spoke, "This is the history of the golden tent. These murals record the history of our Golden Horde for hundreds of years, from the rise to the present."

Li Xuandu also noticed that the murals mostly depict the scene of war, saying, "The history of the golden tent is a history of war."

"Yes." Yili Khan said: "But it cannot be simply regarded as a war between the Jin Horde and the Great Wei Dynasty, but a war between the grassland and the Central Plains, a war between nomads and farming. Over the past few hundred years, many grassland people have leaped on horses and horses How many people in the Central Plains were wearing strong and holding sharp edges? Going south, guarding the border, fighting the northern expedition, and discussing peace. How many people died during these cycles? Can you imagine? This is a war between two countries, two ethnic groups The war is our war with you. This is not something that any emperor or saint can stop or reverse. It can be foreseen that this war will not stop because of the arrival of the messenger, nor will it stop because of the death of Lao Khan. It will only continue until one of the parties fails completely and admits defeat.” Li Xuan did not refute. Because he was not a messenger of peace, but a messenger who wanted to bring disaster and chaos to the royal court, but he just needed a layer of cover to cover up his true intentions.

Compared with Mingli Khan, Yaomu Hushe, or even Xiao Yan and Naita Khan, Yili Khan's realm is obviously higher. This realm is not about cultivation, but about thinking, or it can be called For the "strategy", otherwise Lao Khan would not think that Yili Khan is the best heir besides his bloodline.

Yili Khan continued: "In the long run, the chances of winning of the Golden Point are not very good. The biggest weapon for the Golden Point to deal with the Central Plains is 'barbarism'. The bitter and cold climate of the grassland gives the Golden Point people the barbaric body and spirit, and they compare The people of the Central Plains were more warlike, and coupled with the decline of the Central Plains, the Jinguan had formed a military advantage over the Central Plains in the past many years with the disadvantage of numbers. However, with the attack on the Central Plains, the Jinguan people also Influenced by the Central Plains people, they are gradually abandoning barbarism and learning from the Central Plains people that other people’s things are always someone else’s. The Golden Tent people discarded what they are best at, learned what others were doing, and then used other people’s things. How can you win if you compete with others?”

Li Xuandu asked with a smile: "Does this include Yili Khan?"

Yili Khan sighed, "Of course, this is undoubtedly the biggest irony, so I don't do a big sweat. To be honest, I don't like Badu Khan. He is too cruel and too barbaric, and there is no etiquette to say . But this is exactly what the people of the Golden Tent should look like. This is how our ancestors looked like and established the Golden Tent. My supportive Khan, or the Naita Khan who has always won over me Well, although they are like gold tents, what is the difference between them and the nobles in the Central Plains? Can they surpass the nobles in the Central Plains by learning the nobles in the Central Plains?”

Li Xuandu said, "If everyone in the Golden Tent has the knowledge of Yili Khan, then the Central Plains will be in danger."

Iri Khan was about to speak, but suddenly stopped and looked at a mural. Li Xuandu followed Yili Khan's sight. The content of the mural was: a tall altar, lying alone on the altar, as if Livestock sacrificed to heaven.

Yili Khan's lips were pursed, his face was cold and handsome. After a while, he said, "This person is Lao Khan. It seems that the national teacher has expected today. No, it should not be called prediction, but has planned it long ago. ”

Irikhan stopped and stared at the mural for a long time and continued to walk forward, but the next journey was gone without the mural. It didn't take long for the long road to finally come to an end.

At the end there is a city, a dungeon without any light.

However, for Li Xuandu and Ili Khan, night vision was common. They saw the almost completely collapsed city walls and the streets covered with weeds. On both sides of the street, most of the houses collapsed, leaving only broken walls covered with mottled marks.

Li Xuandu found that this city was somewhat similar to the royal court outside, but also somewhat different.

Ili Khan recognized the origin of the city earlier than Li Xuandu and said, "This is the old site of the royal court."

Li Xuandu said, "I have been to the old site of the royal court on the way to the royal court."

"It's different." Ili Khan said, "When the Wei army captured the royal court, except for the Yanyun Temple, the entire royal court was almost completely destroyed. The current old site of the royal court was rebuilt. This is the real site of the royal court. I didn't expect it to be moved here by the national teacher. It's really incredible."

Li Xuandu said, "I think it's not the power of the national teacher alone."

Ili Khan agreed, "It's not even the power of one generation. I don't know how many generations of shamans spent their power to reach such a scale."

The ruins of this city are like a tomb.

Li Xuandu said, "I'm very curious. Since Yanyun Temple has not been destroyed and is still well preserved in the outside world, what will be in the location of Yanyun Temple in this royal court ruins?"

Ili Khan raised his hand and pointed, "You will know at a glance."

The two walked into the ruins of the city and walked along the street. There were no ghosts or dangers in the ruins. It seemed to be just a pile of ruins.

The two soon walked to the location of Yanyun Temple. As expected by Li Xuandu, there was no Yanyun Temple here, only a tall altar with steps on all four sides, 9981 steps, plus the highest level of the altar, which corresponds to the number of 365 days.

Compared with the surrounding ruins, this altar looks very abrupt, because it is too "new", spotless, without any traces of time, as if it had just been built.

Ili Khan and Li Xuandu looked up at the altar and were silent.

After a while, Ili Khan said, "It looks familiar."

Li Xuandu said, "It's exactly the same as the altar in the old Khan's Golden Tent."

"Exactly the same." Ili Khan whispered to himself, walked up the steps, and Li Xuandu followed closely.

A man stood on the altar, looking at the two men majestically.

Although this man became a little shorter, so that when standing under the altar and looking up, he couldn't see the man standing on the altar at all, but his face did not change.

The old man looked at the two men and asked, "Ili, the Central Plains envoy, why are you here?"

Li Xuandu didn't say anything.

Ili Khan's face was still cold and handsome, but there was anger in his eyes, and he said, "You are not the old Khan."

At this time, the person standing in front of Li Xuandu and Ili Khan was the dead old Khan of the Golden Tent, who was resurrected in this dead city.