Chapter 1433 Snow Light and Blood Light
This point does not need to be mentioned by Shu Ci. In the memory of his previous life, Bai Lian also knew that Cangnan Yi should have owned a White Emperor's Jade, but that year The emperor's father was still alive, and Zhu Zhan was the public heir to the throne.
Although the Demon Immortal Clan belongs to the Immortal Clan, their position and bloodline are quite embarrassing both in this world and in this world. Even if they are destined to belong to it, how can my father, as the True God of the Six Realms, be willing to bring this Immortal to the throne? The position of respect is passed down to foreigners.
In that era when all races were at their peak, the person who would be the crown prince and the emperor had already been chosen. The black bird carrying jade from the radiance of billions of stars was not a blessing to Kunlun Mountain.
Although Bai Lian believed that the Lord Kunlun was not someone who was afraid of trouble, she was indeed the one who crushed the imperial jade that belonged to her with her own hands.
Bai Lian asked: "So this time you come to Kunlun Mountain, your target is also a little tiger?"
Shu Ci's eyes were half-closed, looking worried, "It's not an exaggeration to say it's a little tiger. Fourteen years ago, we kept our promise and fulfilled our agreement with Aluo, and successfully sent the child to the Kunlun Mountains. It is true that she successfully calculated the old woman according to her plan.
But based on my understanding of her over the years, I always feel that her plan is more than that, Xiaoshan. Jun is still unable to practice, which means that the evil spirit in her body has been nailed to these 140,000 years.
The devil A'luo acts in a very cryptic manner. At most, people can only see three-thirds of her plans. As for the seven-tenths of the danger she hides, it is her execution. We, the missionaries, have no way of conjecturing or confirming it
But it is the only thing we can know. Yes, there are deep hidden dangers hidden in the little tiger's body. You don't know the situation in this mountain. We are worried that you will suffer from the evil Lord A'rao, so we want to take advantage of this divine punishment trial to sneak into this mountain no matter what. Come and find out what's going on with the evil soul nail in the little tiger's body
After all, the evil soul nail was not made by my own hands back then.
From the beginning to the end, refining the evil soul nail and nailing the soul of the little tiger were all the work of Demon Lord A'luo. With her crazy temperament, now that she knows that you are in Kunlun Mountain, she will not be able to save her. It’s time to use the hidden secret of Little Tiger. ”
Bailian has no doubt about the authenticity of Shu Ci’s words.
As she said, the fact that he was imprisoned in Kunlun Jingxu was widely known to the six worlds. Rao Zai learned that he was hiding in the Kunlun Mountains, and had even calculated that he would be involved in this divine punishment trial.
He did not hesitate to put himself in danger and entered a dream as a cage to try to imprison him. No deadline.
Although Balian also fought back during the dream killing technique, A'luo could not remember everything that happened in the dream, which was extremely beneficial to Balian.
Just because Jing Shu Ci mentioned this point today, he was able to make it clear that when Arao placed the little tiger chess piece, it seemed to be to show his strength and value to the old devil.
But what might be worth her troublesome efforts is more for today's situation, right?
Aluo’s obsession is too deep in his bones.
Bailian is not very complete about the memory fragments that he picked up, but he can also feel that Aluo is aware of the fact that he carried an ice coffin on his back and walked through the land of ice and snow for hundreds of thousands of miles, arriving at Kunlun Mountain, for the protection of Cangnan Yi, also has a violent mood that is almost crazy.
It can be said that it has reached the point of terminal illness.
Bailian was not surprised at all when she said that she had begun to lay out her plans 140,000 years ago, and arranged a knife in the Kunlun Mountains in advance.
Just saying it, it was because of his fault that an innocent person like Little Tiger was implicated.
Shu Ci seemed to have seen through Balian's thoughts. She glanced at him with a hint of worry and said, "Now is not the time to sympathize with that child. The little tiger's fate is too lonely, so he is not close to her. Nothing good will happen.
If the evil soul nail in her body is really not refined, this means that her half-immortal body is extremely dangerous.
Thinking about it, this is also the reason why the old woman did not let her practice. One hundred and forty thousand years is enough for her heart to fuse with the Evil Soul Nail. Whenever the Evil Soul Nail moves slightly or is infected with the evil spirit, it will be very painful. tricky. "
It's no wonder that the little guy's face is pale all day long. Over the years, he has been too weak to grow up. He has been sick day and night and has no peace. He has to go to Xianling City every time. Use the energy of all ghosts in the ghost mountain to nourish your body.
In this way, absorb all the ghosts. The ghost energy is not to remove the evil soul nail, but to nourish the evil soul nail so that it will not decay.
The evil soul nail has long been connected to her heart. br>
Bailian was thoughtful. For a long time, he slowly raised his head and glanced at the sky.
The golden crow gradually sank to the west, and from the vast sky of the distant mountains in the east, a thick layer of night appeared like a blanket of ink splashed by heavenly beings.
The night in Kunlun Mountain is different from the slow pace of the world. It can be said to be menacing. On the edge of the deep outline of the splash-ink night, there is a layer of dim golden red, just like the ancient snowy night battlefield that has not yet been seen. Exhausted blood.
The cold night is heavy, the snowflakes are soft and moist, falling from the thick and low ink-colored dark clouds, clinging to the palace roads, and the huge sky and earth are completely white.
Bailian reached out and shook Shu Ci's palm, and found that the fingertips of her palm were cold. He took another look at her face and knew that her condition was gradually getting worse.
His eyes were concerned, with unquestionable gentleness: "You have already talked a lot with me. You go back to the small mountain home tonight."
Shu Ci didn't have a coy temper. She gathered up her soft cloak and cloak. In the wind and snow at night, the tip of her nose was slightly red from the cold.
There seemed to be a little residual moisture in a pair of blue eyes. In the dim palace passage with backlight, they were as bright as the crushed stars in the night sky.
She no longer persisted and clung to him as before. Shu Ci stood up and kissed him softly between the corners of his cold eyes. The movement was very gentle, but there was something hidden in her eyes. Unwilling to do so.
She whispered: "Little one, I know you have a lot of things on your mind, but sometimes, it is not a bad thing to rely on others and show weakness appropriately."
Before Bai Lian could appreciate the profound meaning of these words, Shu Ci had already left gracefully, turned into two little foxes, and disappeared without touching the snow.
Bailian raised his arms that were stiff from the cold, touched the corners of his eyes, and suddenly understood the hidden meaning of Shu Ci's words.
Now in Kunlun, I am under the control of others.
Is she asking him to submit softly in front of the Kunlun God Lord?
Shu Ci's thoughts and government, when faced with a powerful enemy that is much stronger than herself, she feels shameless to stay low and keep a low profile. After all, this is also the most common method of playing power.
Even though he was confronting Cang Nanyi in the cabinet just now and refused to give in, he still knew in his heart that people had to bow their heads under the roof.
No wonder she looked so unwilling and hateful when she left.
But unwilling to give up, he was still very patient and coaxing towards Bai Lian, as if he was afraid that his stubbornness would be easily broken. Because of the snow punishment tonight, he was dissatisfied with Cang Nanyi.
If he can't control his emotions, he will be punished in the end.
But for Bai Lian, Shu Ci was concerned but a little confused.
Although Bailian has read many books since he was a child, and although his nature is more Confucian, he is by no means a pedantic person.
The proud and solemn integrity depends on the method of integrity.
Bailian doesn’t want to suffer the consequences just because he wants to save face.
He has a resolute temperament and is good at forbearance, but this does not mean that he likes to be forbearing. He has studied hard since he was a child and can endure loneliness. This does not mean that he is willing to endure hardship.
If he can solve his troubles in the simplest way, Balian will not stick to the rules and not know how to adapt.
The snow falling on the palace road is getting heavier and heavier. This snow punishment is really worthy of being the handiwork of the Kunlun God. The snow falling is very mysterious.
When he came, the blood in Bailian’s Dantian Qi sea was full, and he didn’t feel hungry.
Now he knelt until nightfall, and the snowflakes were falling, but they were able to absorb the blood in his body bit by bit, and the hunger and thirst for blood also arose spontaneously in his belly.
Although Balian can rely on his spiritual power, the blood stored in the two corpse beads in his body is even more abundant. A little bit of mobilization and absorption can be enough to relieve the current predicament of hunger and cold.
It’s just that he is now kneeling in the Wangchen Palace. If he arbitrarily mobilizes his blood energy and reveals that his strength and cultivation have been restored, I am afraid that the trouble waiting for him will be even greater.
Although the pain of this snow punishment was unbearable, in the end it was nothing more than physical pain.
Compared to the unknown troubles, it was a difficult situation.
Bailian naturally knows what to choose.
Of course, Bai Lian is willing to kneel down and worship an elder like Cang Nanyi who has lived for countless years.
But she knew in her heart that what happened today was because she deliberately made things difficult for her.
Balian is not someone who just waits to be beaten.
He can respect the elderly, but if the other person does not love the young, he cannot be asked to continue to respect the elderly.
After all, he will still steal the hearts of the generals. Faced with such a huge responsibility and mission, if he does not deal with this troublesome Queen of Kunlun first, he may still have to suffer a lot in the future. Want to eat.
It is snowing and cold, and the sky is getting darker and darker.
Bailian knelt in the heavy snow all night, and also thought about it all night.
That night, he could not use any spiritual power to resist the severe cold. Even in order to prevent Cangnan Yi from seeing that he had formed the seal of the Moonlight Lock, he had to hide it carefully and adjust his physical condition to be the same as that of a mortal body. Nothing short of a weak state.
After such a night of wind and snow, even an iron man would lose layers of his skin.
It snowed continuously all night, and when the sky dawned in the morning, my body had endured the severe cold to the extreme. Instead of feeling cold, I felt unbearable burning pain.
The light snowflakes fell down and touched the skin, just like a pair of red-hot sharp knives, wishing to burn the skin off piece by piece.
The heavy snow has not cleared up, and the long hanging lights in the palace have not been extinguished all night.
In the long palace where no one spoke, only the wind and snow could be heard, the whispers of people gradually echoed in the morning light.
In the deserted Wangchen Palace, many palace servants sweeping the snow and cutting lanterns came out at some point. They were dressed in uniform palace attendant costumes, and the plain robes were embroidered with faint mysterious patterns of flowing fire.
The lines flickered, making these palace people seem not to be affected by the severe weather of Kunlun's snowy cold.
Listening to the slight movement coming from the far end of the palace road, Bailian knelt in the heavy snow without getting up or raising his eyes. After the thick snow under him fell angrily all night, It sank almost to his waist, leaving him half-buried in the snow.
On the far road, the palace servants who were clearing the snow soon arrived here. They were originally the palace servants serving the Wangchen Palace. The summons last night was done in private. Except for Qing Shui and Qing Xuan, no one else was there. Don't know.
They obviously did not expect that there would be a person kneeling in this remote palace passage.
The palace attendants looked at Bai Lian quietly and secretly. They saw that he was covered with snow, and his head was covered with frost and snow. The dim light of the morning shone on half of the young man's face, making him look even more... The lip color is very light and the eyebrows are picturesque.
They are all servants of the demon fairy lineage who have never left the mountain. They have practiced and served the God Lord for many years. It is rare to see foreign men, let alone such a good-looking young man.
I couldn't help but look at it a few more times. Although they were full of doubts, no one dared to step forward and ask what happened.
There were a few soft-hearted female maids who couldn't help but feel a little pity in their hearts when they saw him buried in the heavy snow.
Although I also guessed that those who were able to kneel here must have received the punishment from the empress, so no one dared to come forward and offer help without permission.
However, if he could take advantage of his usual snow sweeping duties and sweep away the snow around him, this young man should be able to suffer less from the snow and cold.
Before she could take any action, the female chamberlain who was moved by pity saw a white jade and gold palace chariot coming from a distance at the end of the palace road. Eight chamberlains carried it, followed by four more people.
Today's escort in the formation was not grand, but there were two female officers, Qingxuan Qingshui, accompanying them.
On the walking chariot, the empress was sitting lazily with her body tilted, her head half raised, her wide sleeves tucked back, dressed up for the trip.
The female maid who wanted to go forward and sweep away the snow around Bailian didn't know why, but she felt an inexplicable chill in her heart. Before she could think about it, her body had already instinctively knelt down along with the other palace maids. Go down.
"Welcome to the empress."
The chariot gradually came closer amidst the greetings of everyone, and suddenly stopped halfway.
Bailian knelt in the middle of the palace road, blocking the way.
The empress did not even raise her eyebrows, and her eyes naturally did not fall on Balian.
She was about to wave her hand to call someone, but at this moment, the young man kneeling in the snow like a sculpture, his body moved slightly.
Like a person who has been frozen for a long time, at this moment, he gradually regains his vitality. The heavy snow covering his body falls, revealing his cold skin color that is even paler than the snow.
Bailian did not stand up and moved on his knees, but his back was as straight as a bamboo. Unlike the worshiping officials, he did not bend his waist and move his body to the side of the road. , and consciously gave way to the road.
He knelt all night, and his knees had long been frozen together by the ice and snow on the ground. With such a sudden movement, the flesh and blood stuck to the thick snow and ice burst and tore, and he fell into the snow. There were eye-catching blood stains left behind.
When the internal officials kneeling on the ground saw this, they all stared with bated breath, their hearts beating loudly, and they had no choice but to lower their heads lower and pretend not to see anything.
After a night of punishment, he finally saw blood for the first time...
(PS: Don’t get excited, it’s not the knife or the torture, it’s Green Tea Ann who is about to start performing.)
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