After a few years, I returned to Nantai again.
In this land, the prosperity of the past has disappeared without a trace, and has been replaced by a dead and gloomy place.
The once beautiful and magnificent city is now in ruins, the walls are stained with blood, the sky is shrouded in dead clouds, and the river is flowing with blood.
A carrion corpse is entrenched here, stiff, dull, and hideous walking on the ancient road, shuttling through the ancient city.
The ancient city has become a city of corpses.
Feng Feiyun and Da Zizi Zhenren first came to the holy lake, which had dried up a few years ago, and the bottom of the lake was cracked and overgrown with weeds, and it became like a depression.
The monument once stood in this depression, but now it has flown away.
Da Zizi Zhenren walked down from the sedan chair, his long black hair reached to his waist, his golden robe was held on the ground, his willow waist was slender, his jade buttocks were straight, and his back was exceptionally beautiful, just like a fairy in a golden silk robe.
She stood on the edge of the depression, starry eyes looking into the void, not knowing what she was thinking, and after a long time, she walked back into the sedan chair, and then continued on her way.
Then I came to Banyu Mountain The ancient altar on the top of the half-pile mountain has flown away, the female demon has been enlightened in the altar, and the wind idiot has also climbed out of this mountain, and now there are still many corpses gathered here, and it has become a corpse mountain, which looks very gloomy at night, and from time to time there is a desolate corpse roar coming out of the mountain, which makes people creepy.
Da Zizai Zhenren didn't stop here, spared this mountain of corpses, and rushed straight towards the Feather Tomb.
In the middle of the night that day, the Great Freedom True Person and Feng Feiyun had already arrived at the Feather Tomb Plain, and on this wasteland, the soil of the earth was black, blacker than the color of the sky, like the color of dried blood.
There was a cold wind blowing in the field, and the air was a little cold.
After coming to the Yuhua Tomb, Da Zizai Zhenren put away the sedan chair and revealed his true body.
She is indeed as recorded in the ancient books, she has the face of a country and a city, her figure is very tall, and her curves are extraordinarily beautiful, walking in the wilderness like a fairy at night.
Her appearance is very similar to Long Luofu, and even her temperament is very similar, but she is more arrogant and imposing than Long Luofu, Feng Feiyun sees a kind of disdain in her eyes, that is a kind of look that does not put anyone in her eyes.
It's too arrogant It's as if she herself is the supreme emperor, and Feng Feiyun is just her slave.
She used to be the supreme empress, and she developed a supreme heart, and in the eyes of the emperor, anyone was just a courtier and a slave, and it was impossible to be friends with anyone.
"Feng Feiyun, you are very proficient in formations," she said.
Feng Feiyun didn't look at her squarely, stepped on the dirt of the Feather Tomb, and let out a nonchalant "um".
Da Zizai frowned in the reality show, very displeased, with a cold color in his beautiful eyes, like a lightning bolt in his eyes, and said: "No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of this emperor, aren't you afraid of death?"
"It's not that I'm not afraid of death, but I know that you won't let me go, so why should I be polite to you," Feng Feiyun said.
Da Zizai Zhenren didn't laugh angrily, her smile was beautiful, her laughter was pleasant, and she didn't know what she was laughing at, she laughed for a long time before putting away her smile, "You are an interesting person, if it weren't for the feather stage, Bendi might really spare his life." ” The two of them walked on the Feather Tomb Plain, there was a strange tacit understanding, they were not talking, and after the real person asked "You are very proficient in the formation", they did not ask again, nor did they deliberately look for the Earth Pole Teleportation Array.
The real people seem to be remembering something In the distance, there was a firelight, and faintly a figure could be seen dancing, and many people gathered.
There was the sound of drums and conchs, the sound of reciting memorial texts, and many naked men dancing around the fire, and old men kneeling under the altar reciting strange languages.
Feng Feiyun didn't expect to see humans on the top of the Feather Tomb, and they were ordinary people who didn't know any cultivation, there were about three thousand people, it seemed that they were a tribe and were sacrificing something.
"That's the indigenous people on the Yuhua Tomb, the Dalingmeng people.
Although the corpse evil was all over the Nantai Mansion, they did not dare to enter the Feather Tomb, but these ordinary people survived.
Da Zizi Zhenren said, and then walked over.
The Shenjin Dynasty has a vast territory, and there are many large and small ethnic groups living there, thousands of them, and only the Jin Emperor of the Shenjin Dynasty can remember these ethnic groups.
Feng Feiyun looked at her graceful back, and then followed.
"Distinguished guests, tonight is the sleepless night of the great sacrifice of our Daling Mongolian clan, and anyone who participates in tonight's great sacrifice carnival will be favored by the god of luck."
A white-haired old man said with a smile on his face, looking particularly hospitable, looking at Feng Feiyun and Da Zizi with anticipation.
There were four or five young men and women of the Daling Mongolian tribe who stared at the two guests curiously, and also took the initiative to invite them to join the big sacrifice carnival.
The aura on Da Zi Zhenren's body was completely constricted, and her face was shrouded in a layer of mist, these Da Ling Meng people couldn't see her clearly, so they didn't feel pressure, they all smiled kindly.
"Okay" She actually agreed.
The people of the Daling Mongolian tribe were very happy and jubilant, and the patriarch ordered people to slaughter cattle and sheep and carry them to the big wine vat.
"You, the empress, are you quite close to the people" Anyway, she has already been sentenced to death, Feng Feiyun is not very polite to her, after dancing with a woman from the Daling Mongolian tribe, she sat next to Da Zizai Zhenren and drank a mouthful of coarse wine in the earthen kiln jar.
Da Zizai real person sat under the stone platform, there was a pottery dish in front of her, in which was placed a large piece of golden corbel, she stretched out two slender jade fingers, tore off a small piece of beef, put it in the ruddy and crystal lips, chewed gently, the action was very elegant.
She didn't look at Feng Feiyun, and said: "When I was a child, I studied in the school palace, and Taifu said that to become an emperor, you must first have an emperor's heart.
The heart of the emperor is a supreme heart, the heart of the emperor, the heart of the people, and the heart of ruthlessness.
One person is the emperor, and all things are ministers.
One word is spoken, and everyone is afraid.
If you can't do this, you can't be an emperor. ” "I'm so tired," Feng Feiyun looked up at the sky.
Da Zizai Zhenren glanced at Feng Feiyun and said: "As an emperor, there must be people who are loyal, someone who takes advantage of it, someone who envy it, someone who is jealous, someone who covets it, and someone who reprimands it angrily."
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"There is no one who can be trusted," Feng Feiyun said.
She shook her head, "You can only trust yourself" Feng Feiyun smiled: "I'm curious about one thing, since the emperor's heart is unique and supreme, your royal family now has three Jin emperors, if you return to the divine capital, who will be the only one in charge" Da Zizai Zhenren was silent for a long time, and did not answer Feng Feiyun's words, his beautiful eyes drooped, and he tore off a small piece of golden beef, fed it into his mouth, and chewed it gently.
"Big brother, big brother, ask for a rose flower to give to my sister" A little girl of seven or eight years old, with a red face, covered in animal skins, carrying a cylindrical wooden box on her back, staring at Feng Feiyun with round eyes, with a most innocent smile.
Feng Feiyun glanced at Da Zizi Zhenren slightly, touched the little girl's braids of the floral cloth gang, and said with a smile: "Little sister, what is Mei Nanhua?"
"It is a beautiful and beautiful flower, on this piece of land, only this kind of flower, can be dug in the soil, very rare, all men and women who can dig up the flower in the sleepless night will get good luck for a lifetime, and be together for a lifetime."
The little girl is very serious and looking forward to it.
"This luck is really bad lately, if there is such a flower in this world, it must be the most beautiful flower in this world."
Feng Feiyun touched the little girl's cheek and asked, "Where can I find this flower?"
The little girl blinked, also looking a little dazed, and said, "In the story of the patriarch's grandfather." ” Feng Feiyun suddenly realized that this innocent little girl had never seen this kind of flower, but had only heard it in the story.
Feng Feiyun looked at the barren field, on the feathered tomb, not to mention the flowers, even the grass is difficult to see, this little girl is afraid that she has never seen what flowers look like in her life, so she ran over and asked Feng Feiyun to ask for a Mei Nan flower.
She just wanted to see something good.
She stared at Feng Feiyun's eyes tightly, her pupils were round, like black gems, full of anticipation.
Only the flowers in the story have to be shown to her by Feng Feiyun "Don't let the little girl down, go dig up a rosewood flower and come back."
Da Zizai Zhenren suddenly stood up, with a commanding tone, as if he was making the next imperial decree.
Feng Feiyun didn't have much interest in her imperial decree, but she didn't want to disappoint the little girl, so the three of them went together to look for Mei Nanhua on the wasteland.
The little girl looked very happy, holding Feng Feiyun's hand tightly, and said in a childish voice: "Big brother, have you ever sent my sister flowers?"
"This" Feng Feiyun saw that the real person was not angry, and then said: "No." ” "Then why don't you give her away," she said curiously.
"She doesn't like it," said Feng Feiyun.
The little girl ran to the side of Da Zi Zhenren again, grabbed Da Zi Zhenren's arm, and said, "Sister, sister, my brother said you don't like flowers, is that so?"
"I should like it," Da Zi is really humane.
"I should have liked it, how beautiful the flowers are, the most beautiful flowers, if I dig up the Mei Nan flowers, I will definitely let the big brother give it to you, and put it on your head with my own hands, the patriarch grandfather said that the girl with the flower on her head is the most beautiful girl.
Right?"
"Right" Feng Feiyun is indeed looking for it very carefully, using all the small Yan techniques, just like a treasure hunter looking for underground ore veins, and suddenly there is a trace of fluctuation from the ground, which is very subtle.
Feng Feiyun crouched down and threw three feet deep in the dirt, and there were wisps of gentle white light from below, as bright as moonlight.
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