Chapter 6 Chapter Five Konglin Du and Baiyun Period

Suddenly, a white shadow flitted across the flying flowers all over the sky, the brilliance changed, the dragons chanted endlessly, and the chaotic knives shook down one after another like an electric shock. Everyone was stunned, but they saw a tall person standing in the bloody sky. His white clothes had long been stained mottled by blood, his hair was disheveled, and his brows were tightly knit.There was deep fatigue and pain in his eyes, but he still stood so proudly in this blood-stained peach forest, like a jade tree against the sky, born in the world of mortals. The faint light flickered slowly at his fingertips, gathered again and again but shattered in the air again and again, unable to take shape.

Yang Yizhi sighed softly, and pressed his hand on his chest, as if he wanted to forcibly suppress the surge of blood in his body, but he couldn't hold it back after all, and bowed his head and coughed violently. He wiped away the bloodstains, slowly raised his head, his eyes fell on Xiangsi, on the mysterious golden armor, his eyes gradually became firm and decisive. Under his gaze, Xiangsi suddenly felt a sense of peace in her heart, as if by this person's side, she could feel an inexplicable sense of security and warmth. It was just like when he was on the Dongting back then, fighting Zarayana alone, saving the lifeblood of the entire Central Plains martial arts.

His white clothes are like snow, and his boat rides on the waves.Because of his glance, everyone forgot the wounds on their bodies and the blood around them.They seemed to see the long-awaited light. Perhaps, he was born because of protection, and he will do his best to protect everyone around him in every lifetime. There were shouts of killing everywhere, and the Mongolian soldiers rushed over again with their swords flashing. The bloody clothes were flying, and the brilliance was confused, Xiangsi felt her body soared into the air and landed on the back of a horse.Then, Yang Yizhi also fell behind her, tightly grabbed the ribbon on her battle armor with one hand, and whipped her suddenly.

The horse neighed and galloped out. This sudden surprise, the Mongolian soldiers were caught off guard.But they are also veterans of hundreds of battles, and they are extremely quick to adapt. They whistled one after another and chased them wildly. For a while, yellow dust covered the sky, and I saw countless iron riders crossing the sky, biting a war horse that was almost galloping in front of it. Yang Yizhi was hit by the king of Wuyue, and his internal injuries were extremely serious. He almost lost his life and passed out under the flower tree.The Mongolian soldiers invaded the village, and the voices of the people were loud and intense, but they did not wake him up.

What woke him up was Xiangsi's soft voice: "Princess Yongle is here!" He felt the great kindness of the princess for pardoning Yang Jisheng, and couldn't bear to see her captured, so he summoned up the last remaining strength to rescue her. However, in this way, the injuries he suffered were even more serious, the blood kept pouring up, his eyes were in a trance, and he might faint again at any time. He clenched his teeth, trying to maintain his last bit of sanity. If you receive a little favor from others, you should repay it with a spring. The princess is not yet safe, how can he fall down?

The Mongolian soldiers behind him shouted and shouted, chasing him closer and closer.These Mongolian soldiers grew up on horseback since they were young, and they are extremely proficient in riding. How can this horse carry two people? Yang Yizhi reluctantly recognized the direction, and galloped his horse to the north. To the north is the Mongolian territory, those Mongolian soldiers were overjoyed and chased even tighter. The horses rolled by like a gust of wind, the road became more and more rugged, and Yang Yizhi's face became paler and paler. Xiangsi could feel that the breath of the man behind her, who was struggling to protect her, was gradually dissipating.It's just that whenever his breath was too weak to sustain, he would lower his head and cough violently.The mass of blood and the heart-piercing pain seemed to give him temporary sobriety, so he raised his head again, controlling the neighing and tired horse and continuing to gallop.

He is almost using his own life to insist on this hopeless protection. In front of Acacia, a vast blue color suddenly appeared. It was not a grassland, but the color of a cloud. The clouds are green because of the mountains, and in front of them is a huge cliff. Under the cliff, there are all gray clouds and mist, and they can't see the edge or bottom. Yang Yizhi hit the horse vigorously, the steed neighed sadly and flew into the air, Xiangsi could feel that the blood-stained sleeves suddenly wrapped her tightly. The sun suddenly became very close, very close, so close that it was a bit dazzling...

Before Xiangsi could think in the future, the two of them jumped into the sky and rushed to the bottom of the cliff. Xiangsi turned her head in panic, and went to see the man who hugged her tightly through the gap in the mask. Yang Yizhi's face was extremely pale, but facing Xiangsan's eyes, the paleness slowly melted away, and he developed into a bright and bright smile like the moon. Acacia's heartstrings trembled, she saw death from this paleness, but also saw peace from this smile. The person in front of her was actually protecting her with his life. So she doesn't have to be afraid anymore.

The two flew down, and Yang Yizhi suddenly let out a soft sigh, as if lamenting the fragility of life. The light suddenly rose, and the sun seemed to bloom in front of the two of them again.Yang Yizhi took a step in the air, the horse let out a whine, and crashed into the ground, but the two jumped out of the air with their strength, and the surrounding blue colors suddenly spun, as if everything in the world was condensed in the mist in the sky at this moment. Then, the two of them slowly fell like two flying flowers. Although Xiangsi was still in mid-air, she couldn't help letting out a long breath. The cliff was so high that it was difficult for the Mongolian soldiers to find it again.She suddenly remembered Yang Yizhi's injury, and turned around hastily, only to see that he was also looking at her, with a gratified smile slowly spreading from his eyes.Then, a large ball of blood overflowed from between his pale lips, his body was like an autumn leaf, unable to support any more weight, he fell downwards.

Xiangsi held him up, but she couldn't help the tears in her eyes. Seizing the horse, running, falling off the cliff, and escaping for his life, this series of events has squeezed out the last bit of potential in his body. His head hangs limply on Xiangsi's shoulder, the blood is still flowing, staining her armor red. Even through the heavy armor, Acacia can still feel the warmth of the blood. In the deep valley of sadness, the two slowly drifted down. The madness of the fall was dispelled by Yang Yizhi borrowing the horse. At this time, he was only three or four feet away from the ground, so there was no serious problem.What's more, the underground layers are full of green branches, which can also eliminate some strength, but it's just a small injury.

But just when they were about to touch those branches, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the deep valley. The whistle sounded like an extremely long sigh, and in an instant, it broke through the sticky silence at the bottom of the valley. The trees under them suddenly moved away! The emerald green light suddenly flourished, and candles rose from the sky, illuminating the entire cliff wall brightly.Xiangsi was startled, suddenly lowered her head to look down, and saw that those green lights were actually emitted from the four vigorous fires. They were four huge bronze tripods, with ferocious monsters cast on the tripod bodies, and there were three monsters on each tripod, each stretching out a foot, supporting the heavy and strong tripod body.The monster's wide mouth opened towards the sky, converging into the huge mouth of the bronze tripod.I don't know what was burning in the cauldron, the flames soared into the sky, more than ten feet high, emitting bisensen flames, illuminating everything around it incomparably monstrously. The tripod is divided into four sides, and in the middle is a large altar, which is also carved with various monsters.Those monsters were in different shapes, some were standing and some were lying down, and the moving green light reflected on them, as if they were alive, and they twisted their bodies, big or small, following the green light. They have only one thing in common: all the monsters, including those on the cauldron and the altar, have no pupils.Their empty eye sockets looked up to the sky, as if expecting something. Outside the altar, there were hundreds of people in white robes kneeling densely. Their faces were covered by huge masks, and the shapes of ferocious monsters were carved on them, which looked extremely strange.It's just that the monsters on these masks also have no eyes, and the empty eye sockets also look up at the sky. Surrounded by the green fire in the cauldron, all the monsters turned into blue color, but their eye sockets were pitch black, revealing a haze that could not be illuminated. And the direction where Xiangsi and Yang Yizhi slowly fell was the very center of the altar. The entire altar is vast and deep, and there is nothing on it, except for the monsters looking up. But the place where the two fell was exactly here. Xiangsi was startled, seeing how weird this altar and these people were, she was afraid that some sacrifice was being held. The rivers and lakes are vast, and often in sparsely populated places, there are many ancient religions, using mysterious rituals to pass on their teachings.Most of these religions are secretive, and the most taboo is being peeped during the ceremony.If the two broke into this kind of place, I'm afraid there will be great trouble! Xiangsi wanted to avoid it, but her whole body was slackened and powerless.In the midst of anxiety, the two of them fell heavily onto the altar! The people kneeling on the ground suddenly raised their heads together, and the eye sockets on their masks had changed at some point, and turned into a level view. Hundreds of pairs of deep-set black eye sockets were all staring at the two Acacias. The face looked extremely eerie. With a bang, the fires in the four cauldrons exploded together, and the sky was filled with huge balls of blue fire, floating precariously in the air. The images of monsters carved on the altar have also changed their appearance. Countless black eyes of nothingness, which were illuminated by the fire mass into blue, all hang down, staring at the two standing quietly in the center of the altar from all directions. uninvited guest. There is silence in the deep valley, only these countless pairs of empty eyes are staring. Xiangsi knows that their situation is very bad. These religions are very primitive and have all kinds of weird taboos. Once intruders and snoopers are found, they often have to use blood to keep their secrets. Perhaps, the blood of the two of them will also turn into blue color, covering this vast altar. The blue color surged like an endless tide. Acacia couldn't help but exclaim. This extremely soft call awakened Yang Yizhi from his deep coma. He slowly opened his eyes.The raging palm force in his body made him almost unable to think, but he could still feel the strong danger. He stood up reluctantly, pulled Acacia behind him, and moved his sleeves without wind, as if he wanted to condense the last brilliance of his life into that The Sword of Fengyue, which once overwhelmed the world, led her out of this demon valley. Even if it will burn his life and make him fall into a doom. In the silence, those people suddenly let out a howl of grief, and knelt down one after another. They twisted their bodies wildly, howled mournfully, and crawled towards the two of them.Xiangsi was startled, and saw their hands beating on the ground, as if they were confiding in something.But hundreds of people roared and danced together, the sound was too noisy, she couldn't hear anything.She looked around nervously, but there was nowhere to retreat. Because these people have surrounded the entire altar. Yang Yizhi took a step forward, and raised his sleeves, like a pair of bloody wings, spread in front of Xiangsi. Before repaying his favor, he would never allow anyone to hurt her. The howls of those people became stronger and stronger. The masks they wore peeled off, revealing faces of distraught grief. Tears flowed vertically and horizontally on these faces. They stretched out their hands, as if they were begging for Acacia. What, but they seemed to be deeply afraid again, only howling around her, but they dared not touch Acacia's clothes with their hands. Xiangsi frowned tightly, she fell into confusion. Vaguely, she sensed that maybe she had become a part of this sacrifice. Those people screamed hopelessly, stood up again, and surrounded the two of them.Yang Yizhi's sleeves fluttered suddenly, and the light flashed suddenly, showing a bright red color. He wants to break out with lovesickness at all costs. That red is full of chills.Xiangsi was startled, and hurriedly grabbed his hand: "No! Don't hurt them!" She saw the pain and begging in the eyes of these people. The sword glow that Yang Yizhi had managed to condense suddenly dissipated.He had to do this, otherwise, the sword energy that soared into the sky would stab her as well. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his white clothes were immediately engulfed by the blue light in the sky.He could no longer bear the heavy injury in his body, and fell limply. Those people surrounded him like flowing water, Xiangsi panicked and said: "Don't hurt him!" Those people saluted respectfully and made way for them. At the end of the road is a simple sedan chair. Acacia knew that they were going to take her away.She didn't know where they were taking her.Without hesitation, she just helped Yang Yizhi up and slowly stepped into the sedan chair. She saw suffering in their eyes. The sedan chair was surrounded by thick curtains, and Xiangsi didn't know where she was going.She only felt that the sedan chair was trekking up and down in the mountains, and it had been walking for more than two hours before it stopped. As the person who carried the sedan chair left, the sedan chair seemed to have fallen into an extremely desolate silence. There was no sound, and the sedan chair seemed to be placed in a wild land, at the end of the world. Xiangsi pondered, and finally slowly raised the car curtain. She saw clearly where the sedan chair was.It was a huge palace. The palace seemed to have been abandoned long ago, and there was nothing left in it. Even the original magnificent dome was left with only a few remnants of beams standing abruptly. The sedan chair is right in the middle of the palace.Xiangsi lowered her head, and saw the same monster pattern engraved on the floor of the palace as the Shengu Altar. The pupils of these monsters were also all gouged out.Their empty eye sockets raised up, telling endless sadness. Acacia's heart tightened. The palace was supported high by seventy-two pillars, and each pillar was impressively carved into the shape of a huge snake.The snake has a ferocious face, and its thick and huggable body is stretched as far as possible, as if it is supporting the huge dome, and it seems that it wants to jump into the sky and become a thunderbolt.Their huge heads were squashed by the dome, giving them a ferocious and mighty appearance. There are no pupils in their eye sockets. A huge white banner hangs down from the dome and hangs down to the ground, obscuring the scenery in the palace.A huge pupil is embroidered on each banner. White demon pupils. The wind blows in from between the giant pillars, and the banners are rolled up, and those demon pupils seem to be flickering.The gods seem to hide their images between these curtains, silently staring at every pilgrimage to the world. Xiangsi suddenly felt that she was under the watchful eyes of gods and demons.She suddenly discovered that there seemed to be no one in such a huge palace. Those people who worshiped in the deep valley, after transporting her to this hall, disappeared, as if disappeared in the pale sunlight. Full of doubts, Xiangsi placed Yang Yizhi in the sedan chair and walked out slowly.It didn't take long to reach the end of the palace. She saw a city, a dilapidated city that was almost in ruins.This palace is located in the very center of the city, built on a huge stone platform more than three feet high, overlooking it, you can have a panoramic view of everything in the city. It is precisely because of this that Acacia was able to see the suffering of this city at a glance. Wisps of green smoke rose from all over the city, it was not cooking smoke, but the embers left by the flames of war.But this is almost the only vitality in the city, and everything else is lifeless.Collapsed broken walls filled every corner of the city, and on these walls, black corpses were scattered all over. The city has fallen completely into death, accepting no hope of life anymore. Acacia's heart tightened, it's not that she has never seen suffering in the world, but this is the first time she has seen such a deep and vast famine and war.She couldn't help but knelt down slowly, her clothes were wet with tears. She wept over the black bodies.She believes that every life is a gift from God, and should not suffer from hunger, disease, and famine... But in this world, there are countless sufferings and countless people who suffer. A voice came from the depths of the palace: "I named this city, it's called Huangcheng." Xiangsi hurriedly turned around, and saw a huge stone seat vaguely revealed in layers of curtains.It was pure white white marble, not mixed with any other color, and a pale shadow leaned on the stone seat. A white robe surrounded him, it was the purest whiteness, without any filth in the world, it was worn casually, but it was also pale.Although he is dressed in white like Yang Yizhi, but Yang Yizhi's white is elegant and noble, gentle and modest, but his white is so shockingly pale, revealing the coldness without any filth, and a kind of desolation like the end of the world. A mask carved out of white jade covered his face, and the mask was also extremely exquisitely carved, unlike the simple and clumsy ones worn by the priests in the deep valley. It also reflects the extremely delicate outline. The fluttering long banner made his figure a little blurry, and he couldn't fully see his face.But his long hair looked so dazzling. It was extremely long hair, hanging down from the back of the white marble chair, straight and slender, each strand of hair seemed not to be intertwined, and each strand of hair was hanging quietly, like a beam of light shining on the hair. in this vast space. The long hair was also pale, so pale that it was almost transparent. The wind and smoke all over the city didn't seem to have touched him in the slightest. He seemed to be the last ray of light condensed in this desolate world, existing without relying on any external objects. Xiangsi couldn't help being deeply attracted by the paleness, and was momentarily surprised and speechless. The mask still has no eyes, but there are two pupils protruding from the back, which are obviously the eyes of the man. The color of the eyes is extremely light, like a pair of gemstones without impurities, almost condensed in the sunshine of the deserted city. As a line, revealing the only brilliance between heaven and earth. Although this radiance is extremely empty, it reveals an indescribable charm.It seems that evil and purity are fused in it, turning into a kind of tranquility that sees through all the sufferings in the world.But it was blown into ice cold by the wind. These eyes stare at lovesickness: "Welcome to the deserted city." His voice was very soft, revealing a little cynical meaning.Although he couldn't see his face, it could be inferred that the owner of the voice was very young, perhaps even younger than Acacia. Xiangsi was stunned and said, "Desolate city? Why is it called a deserted city?" The man's hand rested on the white jade armrest, holding a strand of snow-like hair in his palm, gently playing with it.His hands were as pale as this strand of long hair. This game attracted all his attention, and he didn't care about Acacia's question. After a long time, the man's slender knuckles gently clasped the armrest, the light in his eyes suddenly melted into spring water, and he wrinkled a smile: "Because the life in this city is about to be barren." There was no regret or sadness in his voice, as if he was talking about some elegant love affair.Just as flowers will bloom somewhere, the moonlight will be at its peak on a certain night. Acacia's heart tightened, and she heard what the man meant. The man slowly spread his palm, and gently blew away the strand of silver hair in it, as if blowing away the last green leaf on the tree of life. At that moment, the robe was slightly blown, revealing that his slender body was so weak, like a feather in the wind, which would disappear with the fall of this deserted city at any time. "That's why they regarded me as a god, went to Huitian Valley, and set up a white-eyed sacrifice to the sky, trying to save the fate of this city." Xiangsi asked: "How to save this city?" The man looked at her, and the laziness in his eyes turned into sarcasm: "It is said in the oracle that a lotus flower will descend from the sky and lead piety and forgiveness to this city. From then on, this city will never suffer again. Tell me, you Is it the lotus from the sky in this city?" The lotus from heaven?Are the people offering sacrifices in the deep valley looking for their savior?No wonder they didn't dare to hurt themselves, they just begged her around and poured out their suffering and hope to her. Faces covered with tears appeared in Xiangsi's heart, did they regard themselves as heaven's rescue?Confusion and shame surged in her heart, because she knew that she, who was sealed by Sun Yao with Shiva's arrow and Tianyi Zhenshui, had no power to save the city.When she thought of the disappointed eyes of those who worshiped the sky in the deep valley after learning the truth, she felt a pang of sorrow.For their god deceived them, and sent down such an impotent man for them. Confusion and shame turned into deep guilt.To her, it doesn't matter whether this is fiction or not, the important thing is that the people in this city are doomed to be disappointed. Disappointment with fate and faith. A gleam of hope suddenly ignited in Xiangsi's heart, and she hurriedly asked: "Who sent down the oracle? He must have a solution! We can ask him again and ask him to find another way!" The man's fingers stopped tapping, there was a deep mockery in his eyes, and he said lightly: "It's me." Acacia's body stiffened suddenly.She suddenly realized that this person was waiting for her in the palace on the high platform, maybe it was because there was no other way. Perhaps until the last minute, no one would place hope on such an absurd thing.And when this incident actually happened, it meant that the fate of this city had come to an end. Can she be saved? Acacia speechless.She fell into a deep self-blame.Perhaps, she should be more careful, if her true energy has not been lost, she will have many ways. If she told her husband her whereabouts instead of embarking on this journey of revenge for Gina; if he could appear by her side... Acacia bit her lips tightly. The man suddenly let go of the long hair wrapped between his fingers, and said softly: "Take off your mask."