Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 514 The Political Council: The Red Dust Refining the Heart (10)

At this moment, Hengdao glanced in her direction, a little puzzled, and continued, "Your income is nothing but a flower in the mirror, take away the identity of the prince, and as a woman, you can really be called a prince in this ignorant era." God?"

"How high is the sky, how extreme is the earth, what is up and down, how to test it, the universe is prehistoric, who is in charge, don't you want to know?" Hengdao has seen her look at this world, that is not the way to enjoy the worldly glory. In human eyes, she should be in a wider world.

Yi Changsheng didn't answer, but asked, "You say this era is ignorant, so in the Qingming era, it is possible for a woman to become emperor?"

Hengdao said truthfully, "Some can."

Yi Changsheng, "So where did the era of Qingming come from?"

Hengdao didn't answer, Yi Changsheng looked at the dew on the bamboo leaves, "You people are very strange, you tell me that the outside world is big, but you don't tell me why it is big, and what is the size of the world based on?"

She took off the bamboo leaves, and the dew did not move on them, "I am also a strange person. If this era is ignorant, then I will make it clear. The size is up to me to judge."

Hengdao sighed, "You are indeed strange. Everyone else is going to a high place, but you always want to turn your own foothold into a high place, even if you want to smash it to pieces."

"Is my unification hindering you?" Yi Changsheng pondered, "What is the relationship between your monastic world and the secular world, coexistence? Subordination? Is there any struggle between you? Will the struggle between you be related to the secular world? If there is, then what are you arguing about, you don’t seem to use gold and silver, is it a crystal clear stone, is this stone a mineral, from the mountains?”

"It seems to be called Lingshi. It comes from the spirit veins. It sounds similar to the mountains, so it is also underground? Will you occupy the spirit veins? Will you occupy the area where the spirit veins are located? In fact, my work has been divided by you? Then the three talents Where does the door belong? Where does the Kongmen belong?"

"Besides spiritual veins, what else do you fight for? I believe in luck recently, so will you compete for luck? National luck? Earth veins? Dragon veins? Why would a monk fight with me for the throne of the country? Is it you who change the world and change dynasties? Making decisions?" Yi Changsheng frowned slightly, and commented, "Unreasonable."

Hey, you're the unreasonable one.Hengdao's heart was full of ups and downs. Is this still a human being? How did you deduce this? Did you dissect the head of which Daxiu or dreamed of a Dao ancestor's puja? Gu Zi is sure!
I knew that the Dagan prince was amazingly talented and gorgeous, but I didn't expect her to ask a series of questions that almost touched the secret of the powerful above. I didn’t come here for the sake of the world, I just wanted to give you a divination.”

Yi Changsheng did not refuse again, "Please enlighten me."

"Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch, the place of life and death, one yin and one yang, the road to the underworld, and the heavens are returning to the void."

"Did he curse us to death?" Zhan Changfeng looked condensed, staring at the direction where Hengdao erratically left to poke a hole, Yi Changsheng gathered the hair around her ears, took her hand, and walked out of the bamboo forest ,"I'm here."

Strange to say, one of them exists with a physical body and the other with will, but she can really feel the warmth and stability of her palms. What's even more strange is that Yi Changsheng actually added a modal particle this time. , Zhan Changfeng's heart softened, and before he could open his mouth, Yu Ran quietly lifted up, and he couldn't help but feel that he clasped his fingers even tighter.

Yi Changsheng tilted his head to look at her.

"No..." Zhan Changfeng just wanted to say it's okay, when his head burst into pain, Yi Changsheng felt something was wrong, "What's wrong?"

Zhan Changfeng gradually recovered his calm and shook his head, "Don't worry, it's those things again, but this time it's too noisy."

Those things refer to the dead, and she can hear their whispers. It was okay in the past, and it was over after listening to them, but this time it was sharp and pierced in her head like a thorn.

"These dead people usually just repeat their last memories before they were alive. How could they be so noisy? Can you hear what they said?"

"Can't hear clearly." Zhan Changfeng pressed his head, "It seems very resentful."

After she finished speaking, she realized what she had said, and was shocked, "They actually showed resentment?!"

Yi Changsheng's eyes also darkened. Humans have three souls of heaven, earth and life. After death, the sky soul returns to the sky, and the earth soul carries life memories and karma to hell to be tortured. The remaining unconscious life souls guard the bones and dissipate within seven days.

But there are also fateful souls with deep obsessions or karmas that generate their own chaotic consciousness, and then they become ghosts.

The dead cannot interfere with the human world, but powerful ghosts can.

"They are near Shimen Pass, right on the battlefield." Zhan Changfeng said, "At least 10,000+ people died in this battle, if they all turned into ghosts."

What that means is self-evident, and the entire western region may become a ghostland.

She has been fighting for ten years and has also met ghosts, but there has never been such a large number of ghosts together.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon." Without hesitation, Yi Changsheng rode out of the city gate, followed by a group of personal guards.

General Jin Xiulian hadn't had time to change his battle robe, his heroic face was covered with blood, and when he spoke, white mist spewed out.

The snow started to fall again, chilling the red battlefield, stumps and broken hands were stained with pure white, and the scorched smoke of the flags and horses was swaying in the wind.

The post-war Xiao Suo is more depressing than the life and death during the war.When the horse's hooves fell, there was the sound of stepping on the blood.

"Your Highness, where are we going?" Dragon Wolf Iron Cavalry absolutely ordered and prohibited, regardless of the cause and effect, it is the obedience of the soldiers and the complete trust in the person in front of them.It's just that it's getting late and the battlefield hasn't been cleaned up yet, so it's a bit inappropriate to go out at this time.

"Just take a look."

Soldiers were digging pits and burying the corpses one by one, but what Yi Changsheng saw was countless ignorant shadows repeating the fight when they were dying.

"Did you hear anything?" Yi Changsheng reined in and surveyed the battlefield.

Jin Xiu groaned and listened attentively. The snow was getting heavy. The soldiers who cleaned up the battlefield began to return to the camp. While walking, they touched the broken swords and knives that were left behind, making crisp and heavy movements. The wind became like knives. Holding his breath, the horse neighed first.

"The last general didn't hear any special voice." Jin Xiu answered truthfully.

"The problem here is not serious." Yi Changsheng whipped his horse and headed towards Heshan Road. After passing Heshan Road, fifty miles away is the Shimenguan Battlefield. The war there has passed for more than ten days, and the thick and ancient gate stands in the snow. In the distance, you can still see the shadow of the gatekeeper's benchmark.

As soon as they set foot on this former battlefield, Jin Xiu and other personal guards swayed involuntarily. They were all martial arts practitioners, so it was really strange to shiver suddenly because of the cold and heat.

At this moment, Yi Changsheng asked again, "What sound can you hear?"

Not only Jin Xiu, but a team of 36 personal guards were puzzled, but they all pricked up their ears.

It seems to be colder here, even the wind has turned into a whimper, and there seems to be something beating in the whimper.

"The last general heard the sound of drums." Jin Xiu said, looking around, while desolate, while the Phantom of the Castle Peak, no one was beating the drums.He asked the others, "What did you hear?"

"It looks like someone is fighting."

"There is a cry."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, it's hard to see the hell.

(End of this chapter)