Chapter 619 Dust
"——How long has the time passed?"
Song Shi rubbed his eyebrows and opened his eyes again, the man dressed in a scholar was still sitting on the sofa, looking at him lazy and bored.
One of the leaders of the [Silent Learning], the fifth ring [Revelation], "The Fake Decorator", Mortimer Condentans. "One day." Mortimer took out a pocket watch from somewhere and shook it: "If it is more accurate, 23:56 minutes and 27 seconds."
"[Environment of All Things] compares with the real time, three to one?" Song Shi exhaled: "My body sensation time has passed three days."
The discomfort caused by the declining spiritual energy disappears, and the powerful power of the fourth ring [Dayuan] flows into the heart again. With just one thought, it can turn into a powerful sea of fire and destroy everything.
No longer the vanguard of the Northern Heavenly Army, Zhang Er.
But, Nandou, Song Zhi.
"This involves a very complex set of conversion formulas." Mortimer spreads his hands: "According to the records learned by the Silents, the highest record of the infinite time difference in everything is six years to one day."
"Let this aside first." He snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "How do you feel?"
"What era is the history of the New Heavenly Army and the Qi Shang Sect?" Song Shi asked another question first without answering.
"This is an unprofessional question." Mortimer touched his chin: "There are more than one way to divide the era, such as how can a dynasty be considered destruction? Lost the capital? The king's power is gone? No direct descendants are left? If—"
Song Shi interrupted: "Speak human words."
"Five thousand and six hundred years ago, the last Heavenly Emperor died in battle, symbolizing the demise of the [Zhongtian Divine Court]. Donglu entered the era of [Shangzong], and the psychic group with the sect as an organization maintained its rule for 1,400 years."
Song Shi nodded: "The Xintian Army finally failed."
"Statement." Mortimer affirmed: "This is foreseeable, isn't it?"
"The strength of the Xintian Army is not bad. If it just wants to be the king of the earth, the Shangzong probably would come to congratulate him in person." Song Shi said lightly: "But the Xintian Army does not want to be the king of the earth."
"If it comes to the dispute over the great way, there is no room for anything else. , one must be divided into one's life and death. The New Heaven Army is not the opponent of the Seventh Sect What will its final outcome? "
"The Beitian Army was defeated in the Liyuan Heba, and a large number of remnants were killed and captured in the subsequent pursuit. In the end, one out of ten people who successfully escaped to the South Heaven Army." Mortimer sighed: "The most fatal point is that their fifth ring psychics were seriously injured against two, and fell into a sleep for two years."
"During this vacuum period, the Qi Shangsect went all out. Although the Xintian Army achieved some local victory, the main force was still defeated in the end and later spread to various places. From time to time, some uprisings that were under the banner of the Xintian Army could no longer be a climate."
"Thirty-seven years later, the last rebel army claimed to have recreated the Xintian was wiped out. The "New Tian Army" that lasted for 64 years completely withdrew from the historical stage of the Eastern Land." Mortimer shrugged: "Of course, there are actually some new ones in the future. Tianjun, but that is an irrelevant product that searches for history books and simply supposes a name. "
"But if you want to"
Motimer smiled brightly: "I think you are qualified now and claim that you are the only orthodox descendant of the New Heaven Army in Terra."
"Recreate a new heaven. After thousands of years, the sky in the East Land has been recreated many times." Song Shi refused to comment: "What did Xiao Changlie say?"
"In history, he died at the hands of Bi Qing in order to cover the evacuation of the troops. By the way, except for a few people evacuated early on board horses, Shangzong executed everyone else in this army to serve as a warning."
"After all the bad things, can't break through the destined death?"
Song Shi let out a breath, and the red pupils appeared in front of him. The conversations in the mountain wind were vivid in his mind, making people suspect that this was a real and truly happened history. "What about Shangzong?"
"The cost of hiring me as a historical tutor is not cheap." Mortimer complained and said, "Seven Shangzong, oh, it should be said that the Eight Shangzong broke out in the proof of each other's 'estimation for the people' of Donglu, and eventually set off a hundred-year civil war in the Shangzong, causing the original order of immortals and mortals to be out of control."
"I think about how to say that word, right. In the world of great struggle, a large number of capable people and strangers have been brought. In short, after a period of great chaos and war, six upper sects perished, and the Eastern Lu entered the era of "Da Zhou" and "Da Yan", and the confrontation between the two dynasties."
Motimo clapped his hands maliciously: "You go to the Republic of Donglu now, and there are several aristocratic families claiming to be related to these two dynasties. The ancestors served as this man, this man, that man, and that king, and that man, and that man, and the nobles of heaven are extremely noble."
"Silents who symbolize absolute neutrality learn to stand it?" Song Shi laughed and asked back. "The above words are just Mortimer Condentans' personal remarks, and are only used for popular science." Mortimer shook his index finger: "My friend, please don't interpret too much."
Song Shi didn't say anything.
He leaned slightly against the sofa, and after a few breaths, he suddenly sneered. "It's meaningless." He commented.
".Oh?"
Motimer leaned forward a little. At some point, those joking expressions disappeared, and replaced by the solemnity that was incompatible with his image.
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"Let me tell me?"
"Even if Xiao Changlie was injured, it made a 'Red Sword Warrior' who was hesitant in the true teachings of the Sect. It took less than a thousand years. After a few hundred years, no one would remember him. I, the heroic, righteousness, persistent beliefs, and choices that I, the Duwei Xiao, once used to fight the sword, have never been cared about."
Song Shi shook his head: "Even if the Shangsects who once suppressed the world for a while, today thousands of years later, if it were not for the infinite of everything, they would be "to me" if it weren't for [Environment of Everything], they would be " Something I remember! It seemed like there was such an existence before, that's all."
"A scattered troops like Xiao Changlie, at least twelve troops at the same time." Mortimer said: "——Xiao Changlie led two thousand cavalrymen under his command to surround the south at night, and ran across the Dani Mountain. Unsuccessfully, he died at Bi Qing, the Lingxiao Tianfeng of Shangzong. Seven days later, everyone under his command was killed."
"Xiao Changlie's last period was just a short sentence."
"But people are not words, nor are they numbers. Zhang Er, Wei Xuan, Meng Heibo are just these people, everything has disappeared from the dust of history and no one knows it." Song Shi said: "Facing with time, no matter how incredible, sacred and magnificent achievements it once had, it will become an insignificant corner of history."
"Silents learn to respect history." Song Shi said slowly: "The first time [Infinite Everything], you let me enter the node of Dani Mountain, that's what it means."
Motime nodded slightly.
"But so what?"
"—I don't respect history."
As the man was gaze, Song Shi slowly stretched out his hand, and he met the other person's gaze, without any concessions in his red and golden pupils.
"In the final analysis, history is created by me, and it is a product through my hands."
"History should respect me."
(The end of this chapter)