The Secret History of Xuanmen

Chapter 398 Goodbye

I know who you are, you are the thing in the black jar in the hands of the Holy Lord.

Zhu Biao looked at me with awakened eyes. It could be seen that even someone as powerful as him was extremely shocked after coming up with this idea.

And after listening to his words, I was equally horrified.

I used to think that I was just the reincarnation of Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang, but later when I learned that he was staying in my divine court, and he told me personally that I was him, but I was not him, and he was just my dragon elephant, I had another thought. Self-doubt.

Therefore, I have always been curious about my life experience and what kind of bond I have with Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang.

But now Zhu Biao tells me that I am the thing in the jar in the hands of Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang. How can I understand and accept this?

What's in the jar? In the different versions of the story that I have learned, it has never been mentioned. I only know that it can make the cry of a baby.

And this baby's cry is not simple, it is a mysterious existence that is enough to scare away the demonic soldiers of heaven!

How could I be it?

Driven by many doubts, I couldn't help but ask Zhu Biao: "Why do you say that? What did you go through back then, before the Holy Lord decided to sacrifice himself to achieve you and me? I wonder if it is convenient for me to tell you. ?”

Zhu Biao didn't hide anything from me, and quickly continued to tell me what happened back then. After listening, I roughly understood why he had such a guess.

Talking back to the Ming Dynasty, it was already ten years after the Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang selected the treasure point for Zhu Biao.

In these ten years, although Zhu Biao was still the prince on the surface, Zhu Yuanzhang also accepted that he would die young and gave Zhu Biao the best life possible.

Although Zhu Biao did not follow Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang, Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang would appear every one or two years and take Zhu Biao around the world.

What they went to was not the famous mountains and rivers, but a truly mysterious place in the world that was unknown to outsiders. Even if it could be described as catching the moon in the sky and catching turtles in the five oceans, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it.

The days following Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang also gave Zhu Biao a new understanding of the world, and he saw the mystery of the world. Of course, he also learned more about how kind and virtuous the Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang is. .

This also made Zhu Biao admire the Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang more and more. Empathizing with him, he was willing to participate in this major event concerning the survival of humanity from the bottom of his heart, and he was willing to follow the footsteps of the Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang for the rest of his life.

Ten years later, Zhu Biao, who knew his end was approaching, said goodbye to his father Zhu Yuanzhang and came to the foot of the mountain with his tomb.

And Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang was already waiting for him there. On this last day of his life, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, both calm.

Because they know that death is life. The death of the ego will usher in the vitality of humanity.

Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang patted Zhu Biao's shoulder three times, extinguishing his soul lamp, and Zhu Biao's soul left his body.

After burying Zhu Biao's body in the dragon coffin underground, Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang said to Zhu Biao: "Biao'er, you have visited all the wonderful places in the world in these years, but there is one place I haven't taken you to yet."

"Only when you go there and complete the experience there can you truly transform. After this, nothing can take away your consciousness and memory. You will always be yourself, Zhu Biao."

"Whether you are a human or a ghost, you will never forget your mission again."

Zhu Biao had a serious look on his face and solemnly replied: "Holy Lord, wherever you ask me to go, General Zhu Biao will definitely go. There will be mountains of swords and seas of fire, and Zhu Biao will not hesitate to do so."

Holy Master Zhao Dengtang smiled kindly and nodded, and said: "Biao'er, close your eyes and seal your ears and eyes."

Zhu Biao did as he was told, and the next second he felt that his soul was wrapped in warm energy and fluttering in the wind.

I don’t know how long I have been floating. It seems to be only a few seconds, and it seems to have experienced the cycle of four seasons.

"Open your eyes."

When Zhu Biao heard these words from Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang, he quickly opened his eyes.

Since Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang said that this was a place he had never been to, Zhu Biao had already been mentally prepared, knowing that what he was about to experience would be difficult and dangerous.

But when he saw the scene in front of him, he was still frightened and shivered.

What Zhu Biao saw turned out to be the monstrous demon soldiers that had been lingering in his nightmares for so many years, and not just one, but a large group of them.

(End of this chapter)