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Chapter 137 (Two in One)
The high-pitched voice was mixed with violent breath ups and downs, inexplicably making one's heart tense and scalp numb.
The inn lobby is like a silent battlefield after the victory of the war, falling into a strange silence.
There was a dull sound when the golden armor collided. The person who came held the yellow scroll high, his arms trembling slightly, his face was dripping with sweat, and his eyes were red.
The people passing by and the waiter in the lobby were the first to react, and they all knelt down on the ground and shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
Xie Shuci stared blankly at this scene, wondering whether he and Xiao Xun should bow down like them, but luckily no one noticed them at this moment.
There was a sound of hurried footsteps from the attic, and within a short while, a group of soldiers from Songjiu Battalion had arrived in the lobby.
Fang Xunxue walked at the end, her pace was not too fast, her eyes were empty and lifeless, she looked the same as usual, except that she had changed into a purple gauze dress, and a plum blossom hairpin was inserted in her hair that was gently tied behind her head.
He walked slowly to the front of the Songjiu Battalion, looked up at the general in golden armor, the general gritted his teeth, his lips trembled so hard that he couldn't say a word under his unobstructed gaze.
Fang Xunxue looked at him quietly for a moment, her almond eyes changed from dull to gentle, and she looked affectionate again. He brushed off his gauze sleeves and knelt down on one knee.
On the day he promised to surrender, he made a condition to the emperor. When they met the emperor, the soldiers of Songjiuzhai could only kneel on one knee, not both knees. At that time, there were countless voices of abuse in the court. Under heavy pressure, he agreed.
His thin figure knelt in front of everyone, like a steep green hill, covered with a faint mist.
All the soldiers of the Song Jiu Battalion immediately knelt down and shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."
Perhaps it was held up for too long, when the general took down the scroll, his movements were very slow.
He slowly unfolded the scroll, and said in a hoarse voice, "All the soldiers of the Song Nine Battalion are invited to receive the order."
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."
"The war between our court and Dongli has just ended, and we have not shown our sincerity in the negotiation of peace. I ordered all the soldiers of Songjiu Battalion to go out of the customs the next day to meet with Dongli's hundred divisions. Dongli immediately withdrew his troops and returned to the court, escorted by Songjiu Battalion. Songjiu Battalion is happy to be free, I I think of your hard work and meritorious deeds, so I will go here and not return."
In these few short sentences, their fate was clearly arranged.
Letting them have a battalion of less than one hundred people to escort Dongli's hundred divisions back to the court without them returning to the court, wouldn't it mean that they would send their lives to Dongli and let him slaughter them? Even if they died on the way, at the hands of Dongli Baishi, it can be regarded as that they got freedom and stayed in Dongli country. This emperor... really found a high-sounding reason for his cruelty!
In the quiet lobby, there was no sound for a long time.
Xie Shuci can understand such an obvious truth, Songjiu Battalion can understand it, and the people present can still understand it.
Xie Shuci held his breath, and saw a few people in the corner lower their heads with red eyes, but unexpectedly, everyone in Songjiu Battalion did not show any surprise after hearing this.
"Everyone in the Songjiu Battalion, are you willing to accept the order?" The general's voice almost choked up. This imperial order is different from all previous ones. The emperor said it himself, yes, accept the order.
Fang Xunxue slowly raised his head, his eyes were calm and composed, as if he didn't understand the imperial decree, in just a few sentences, he had already made them the abandoned sons of Qi Country.
His cinnabar-pointed lips were slightly raised, his eyes were smiling, and all kinds of amorous feelings were in between his brows, "Does the emperor have something to say to me "I found the protagonist Shou after passing through the book", remember the website: m.1.? "
The general closed his eyes, and a tear rolled down his cheek, "The emperor once said that the privileges given to you still count. If you don't want to accept it, you don't have to accept it."
Fang Xunxue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, a little soft light flooded into his eyes, and he was full of smiles. He was different from the one Xie Shuci had seen on weekdays. It seemed that there was an extra beam of light on his body, and his whole body became energetic.
"Not long ago, the soldiers of the Songjiu Battalion made a big mistake, and I have expelled them all from the camp. Now there are only nine of us left in the Songjiu Battalion. Did the Emperor say anything?" Fang Xunxue said calmly.
The general tightly held the scroll in his hand, and said: "The emperor said that it is the entire Songjiu camp, so naturally it has nothing to do with others."
Fang Xunxue smiled more intensely, and said: "Tell the emperor for me, the emperor's order is like the destiny, there is no right or wrong, no whether you want it or not, the destiny is not, can, or violated."
The last few words fell on Xie Shuci's ears, making people deaf.
The general shuddered, and gritted his teeth, "Please accept the order from Song Nine Battalion!"
Fang Xunxue hung down and revealed that her long eyelashes cast a shadow on her cheeks. She spread her right hand and raised it in the air. Her voice was as calm as a spring of ice, "Hold on, wait."
A light yellow paper scroll seemed to pass through such a long distance and time, and it was firmly placed in his white palm with a dusty body and an indescribable heaviness.
Among the crowd kneeling on the ground, someone gradually let out a low choking sound.
After receiving the imperial edict, Songjiu Battalion and the others stood up, while the golden armored general in front of them knelt down with a "plop".
He almost burst into tears, and kowtowed three times to Fang Xunxue and the others, so hard that the skin on his forehead was covered with bruises.
A leader of Songjiu Battalion wanted to reach out to help, but Fang Xunxue stopped him, and he was forced to kneel down by the general.
"Go back to your room for repairs, and leave the customs tomorrow." Fang Xunxue held the imperial decree in her hand, turned around and walked up to the attic in front of everyone's eyes.
Songjiu Battalion and several big men leaned over and hugged the general heavily, as if everything was said without saying anything.
The news spread like wildfire, and within a short time, it spread to everyone in the Southwest Pass.
I'm afraid it's not just the Southwest Pass. Soon, this imperial decree will be known to everyone in the Qi Country.
Xie Shuci and the two returned to the room, he leaned against the window and looked down, the street was empty and desolate.
The king howled tirelessly, inexplicably sad in the quiet Southwest Pass.
Its voice is already a little hoarse, but perhaps because it has no emotion and its state of mind has not reached that point, its howling sound always seems empty.
But this emptiness seems to be more suitable for the immediate environment.
The huge Southwest Pass is like a gigantic beast crawling on the ground and falling asleep.
Xiao Xun walked behind him at some point, followed his gaze and looked down. After a long silence, he said, "It's worth it to exchange the lives of nine of them for the temporary stability of Qi Country."
Xie Shuci lowered his eyes, feeling a little complicated. He originally thought that Songjiu Battalion didn't know the purpose of the emperor asking them to come to Southwest Pass, but judging from just now, even if they hadn't received the imperial edict, they had already guessed what the emperor would do. So Fang Xunxue expelled the others from Songjiu Battalion first, leaving only nine of them in Songjiu Battalion.
There is no doubt that it is worthwhile to exchange the lives of nine people for the tranquility of a country.
Even temporary tranquility will allow Qi Country to survive this winter safely.
The emperor's destiny is the destiny...
To them, the imperial decree was just a notice, they didn't need to resist, the final outcome was already doomed, only obeying the emperor's order could protect the people of this dynasty.
What about destiny?
What about the prophecy of Lord Water God?
In fact, it was just a notice telling Xie Shuci that you would die at that time, and if you resisted, you would definitely, definitely pay a heavier price than Xie Shuci's life.
Xie Shuci seems to understand a little bit, the meaning of destiny cannot be violated.
Perhaps, it's not that he will die in the end after struggling, but that if he struggles and escapes, he will definitely pay a price countless times heavier than his own life.
Fang Xunxue can't disobey the emperor's order, and Xie Shuci can't disobey the order of heaven.
There's something alike about them, they're both willing to die.
"Dongli's losses in this battle may not be less than Qi Country's. They don't ask for land and compensation, but they only want their lives. Probably, after two years of war, they are afraid of these nine people from the bottom of their hearts."
Perhaps seeing Xie Shuci's emotional depression, Xiao Xun moved closer to him, as if trying to appease Xie Shuci's mood.
These people are different from them. They are ordinary people who can't be more ordinary. They used their own hands to exchange the fear of other countries for their own country.
"Do you want to help them?"
Xie Shuci shook his head in a daze, he can't help them, he is a cultivator, he can't interfere in these matters, if Xie Shuci saves them, then the whole Qi country will be affected, isn't that exactly the opposite of their wishes ?
"Emperor Qi Country used such a poor excuse to pronounce their fate, and he was unwilling to hide this matter."
Xiao Xun walked to Xie Shuci's side, put his hand on the back of Xie Shuci's, and the warm temperature came from his palm.
"The purpose of his doing this is to let the people of Qi Country know that these nine people sacrificed for them, so that they will always remember the kindness of these people. He gave those people a choice. They can not accept the imperial edict, but they chose to protect this country."
Xiao Xun's voice was calm, but miraculously soothed Xie Shuci's heart.
"Xie Shuci, it's not that this country abandoned them." He tightened his five fingers and pressed them against Xie Shuci's back, "It's that they did everything they could to protect this country."
Xie Shuci's heart trembled suddenly, and an unspeakable numbness spread in the tip of his heart.
ββItβs not that this country abandoned them, but they did everything they could to protect this country.
ββThe purpose of his doing this is to let the people of Qi Country know that these nine people are willing to die to protect them, and they will always remember these nine people.
Both Xiao Xun and Xie An are much more transparent than Xie Shuci.
When you have a reason to be willing to die, death will no longer be difficult to face.
If, after Xie Shuci's death, Xie An was unwilling to come looking for him, then he would be more selfish, at least, so that Xie An would never forget him.
Xiao Xun stood by the window, looking at the deserted street, listening to the low choking sound in a certain courtyard, feeling the silent sadness in the wind, he slowly raised the corners of his lips, and some words flashed into his eyes. Guang Guang looked at Xie Shuci and said with a smile, "Xie Shuci, these people deserve to be saved. However, not everyone is worthy of being saved."
Hearing this, Xie Shuci looked at him with some doubts.
Xiao Xun looked away again, and said with a smile: "Xie An must have never told you why he insisted on cultivating the Dao of Slaughter."
Xie Shuci's heart moved slightly, and he said cautiously: "He won't tell me, you can tell me."
Xiao Xun looked back and looked at him fixedly, "If you want to know."
Xie Shuci nodded heavily and said, "I want to know."
Xiao Xun chuckled lightly, "Yes."
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On the day Xiao Xun was born, before Mrs. Xiao gave birth, he was born with a vision.
A group of floating clouds hanging over the Xiao family's fairy gate was dyed the color of fire, and it seemed that huge lightning and storms were bred inside.
This vision was also recorded in the book where Luo Jingyu was born.
Siming Pavilion exists like a hundred gates in the Futu Realm, with twelve elders sitting in charge, inheriting the will of heaven and doing things for the way of heaven.
Therefore, no matter in the world of cultivation or the realm of Buddha, Baimen and Siming Pavilion are the places that disciples of many immortal families yearn for very much.
When the elders of Si Ming Pavilion figured out that the Xiao family was the Holy Son of Heaven, he ordered someone to build a star-gathering building for him in Siming Pavilion.
Almost the moment he landed, birds of frightened feathers soared up from the red auspicious clouds one after another, flying around the fairy gate of the Xiao family, and the meandering birdsong slammed into the ears of everyone in the Xiao family.
The much-anticipated child was born.
But before they even had time to be happy, the elders of Siming Pavilion visited Xiao's house in person. Before Mrs. Xiao died, she was taken back to Juxing Tower by the elders before she had time to take a look at her child.
Mrs. Xiao gave birth to the son of the Heavenly Dao, and a mortal body could not inherit the fate of the Heavenly Dao. She died of exhaustion before staying at home for two hours.
Before she died, she was holding a broken jade ring tightly in her hand. Originally, this was a gift she gave to the child, and she wanted to tie it on the child's body before she died, but she never had the chance again.
Not only did Xiao Chenfeng lose his wife in one day, but he was also separated from the child who hadn't had time to look at him since he was born.
Perhaps for the world, the birth of the Son of Heaven brought them hope, but for Xiao Chenfeng, the birth of the Son of Heaven deprived his wife and children of the chance to survive.
That's definitely, never going to be a good thing.
That night, Xiao Chenfeng put his wife's body away, carried a long sword, and broke into Siming Pavilion alone, trying to take back the child who hadn't had time to take a look.
But before he even got close to the Juxing Tower, his legs were broken by the chasing elders of the Xiao family, and he was pressed down under the Juxing Tower, looking at the faintly flickering aura above the high pavilion with tearful eyes.
"Chen Feng, don't do stupid things."
The Patriarch of the Xiao family stood behind him, with a helpless tone, looking at Juxing Tower with complicated and deep eyes.
"Father...he is my child! He is my child!" Xiao Chenfeng fell to the ground in embarrassment, tears mixed with mud on his face, and the young master of the Xiao family, who was once so glorious, was pinned down at the party. On the dirt floor outside the star building.
"He is your child and the Son of Heaven."
"Son of Heaven...Son of Heaven...Sacred Son of Heaven! Father! Do you think...Xun'er, Xun'er can be the same as Luo Jingyu!"
The Patriarch of the Xiao family lowered his head, "Chen Feng, he is destined to be..."
The Buddha Realm is a secret realm. When Luo Jingyu was born, there was no Buddha Realm in the world. However, the emergence of the Buddha Realm has increased the cultivators' obsession with ascension. The spiritual power of the Buddha Realm, which has been opened all year round, is no longer as full as it was thousands of years ago. At this time, the birth of the Son of Heaven just provided them with a A tool that can obtain unlimited spiritual power!
The so-called Juxing Building is nothing but a cage in the sky made of twelve pillars!
They will plant twelve formations on Xiao Xun's body, and use the Tianzhu as a medium to transfer the spiritual power and luck of Xiao Xun's body to the Buddha's territory, so as to continue the powerful spiritual power in the Buddha's territory!
What kind of shit son of Heaven, Xun'er will only become a tool in Juxing Tower!
"Dust Wind, the spiritual power in the Buddha Territory has been seriously lost. I'm afraid it will become exactly the same as the cultivation world in less than a hundred years. At that time, what is the meaning of the existence of the Buddha Territory? Xun'er..."
"What does it have to do with me? What does it have to do with my child? I just want him to live well!"
The Patriarch of the Xiao family hunched down, and he closed his eyes tightly. The child in that building was also his grandson. Like Xiao Chenfeng, he was looking forward to his birth, but in the end...
"Chen Feng, he is the son of heaven, this is... his mission."
mission...mission...
What a shit mission!
Later, probably because he was worried that Xiao Chenfeng would break into the Siming Pavilion again and cause trouble, the Patriarch of the Xiao family ordered someone to seal him under a cliff.
Xiao Xun has been living in Juxing Tower since he knew about it.
No one talks to him, no one tells him where he is, no one tells him what he is.
He didn't know anything, looking at the twelve Tiantian pillars tightly surrounding him, he felt that he had a connection with them, so at first he thought that he, like these things, was just a lifeless, lifeless objects of consciousness.
Even when he was young, he had never seen what the sun looked like.
Later, when grew up a bit, when was three or four years old, a few people would appear in Juxing Building every once in a while, and they would kneel in front of Xiao Xun and pray to him. He couldn't understand, but Fen Tianzhu had represented Xiao Xun He responded, punching a ray of spiritual power belonging to the Son of Heaven into the man's brow.
That was the first time Xiao Xun realized that he was not an object, but a "person" like them.
On that day, he secretly opened a window on Juxing Tower.
He has good eyesight and good hearing. He can see and hear people and voices several meters away.
That is, in this process, he gradually learned about the world, learned to read characters, learned to practice, and learned to know what he is.
It turned out that he was the Son of Heaven.
It turned out that he took over half of the way of heaven, and his mission was to protect the common people.
But why was he locked up in this place?
Xiao Xun didn't understand, he clearly heard them say that he was Xiao Xun, the young master of the Xiao family, and this place was not the Xiao family.
He wants to go home, he is not satisfied with what he heard from other people, he wants to see for himself.
So, he started his first resistance.
Fen Tianzhu absorbs his spiritual power and luck, it can be said that they have been integrated with him, and he enters and exits the Juxing Tower as if he entered no one's land.
That day, he left Juxing Building without anyone stopping him, because no one thought that a cold pillar could escape.
Xiao Xun went back to Xiao's house, he didn't want to stay in Juxing Building, he wanted to go home, he wanted to understand the world.
It was probably the first time that the Patriarch of the Xiao family had this grandson, staring at him for a long, long time without recovering.
"Who am I?" Xiao Xun looked at him in confusion.
The old man seemed to recognize him, with tears in his eyes, "You are Xiao Xun, you are my grandson, you are the young master of our Xiao family..."
"You are the Son of Heaven!"
While they were talking, several elders suddenly landed behind Xiao Xun, and several icy chains wrapped around his body, dragging him from the ground to midair.
Xiao Xun didn't understand, what are they doing?
"Meet the elder, find him..."
"He slipped out, let's take him back."
go backβ¦β¦
But isn't he the young master of the Xiao family? Shouldn't this be the place where he should come back?
Seeing Xiao Xun's confused appearance, the Patriarch of the Xiao family lowered his head with red eyes, "Elder, Xun'er is now over four years old, and he is just at the age when his thirst for knowledge is strong. The Star Gathering Building is boring, why don't you give him some books?" Let him have a look, it may be beneficial to the growth of spiritual power."
The elder thought for a moment, the higher Xiao Xun's cultivation, the stronger his spiritual power and luck, so he nodded, "Well, nothing else, I'll take him back."
The Patriarch of the Xiao Family gritted his teeth, "Elder, after all, Xun'er is the young master of our sect. If he is kept in Juxing Tower, wouldn't the young master of our sect be equivalent to nothing? Now that he is over four years old, he is the son of Tianzhu. The formation is enough to support such a long distance, why not let him..."
The elder rebuffed straight away: "No."
"Elder, he is a disciple of my Xiao family after all, does Siming Pavilion really not take the Xiao family seriously at all?"
The elder frowned, if the Xiao family started to make trouble, it would be troublesome.
From that day on, Siming Pavilion made a rule that every six months, Xiao Xun could go home and stay temporarily for half a month.
Over time, Xiao Xun gradually learned more about this world, his mission of existence, his mother's death, and everything his father did.
He took the Broken Jade Ling that his mother had not had time to give him before his death, and kept looking for his father's whereabouts. Finally, one day, he broke the seal of the cliff and saw his father for the first time.
His father's eyes were red, and he recognized him at a glance.
The memory of that day is not very clear, a little fuzzy, he only remembers his father holding him and crying for a long time, but Xiao Xun's heart is numb, he doesn't know what his father's tears represent.
Later, when he was seven or eight years old, he gradually had a different perception of the world, but he still felt that he should fulfill his mission and save the common people. mind.
His relationship with his father is not close, but he likes to be with his father the most, because his father always tells him that he should follow his own ideas without being patient.
Xiao Xun didn't understand, and he didn't have any idea.
Anyway, he just needs to save the common people.
One day not long after, his father said that he would take him away, that he would take him to a place other than Xiao's house and Juxing Building.
Xiao Xun didn't understand at the time that what his father did was to flee with him.
Along the way, they encountered many things incognito.
He perceives the emotions of ordinary people from his father.
Some of the emotions that humans should have gradually appeared in him, but even at that time, he still kept his mission in mind.
When they passed by a certain beast's lair, they encountered several disciples of the immortal sect fighting with the beast, Xiao Xun vaguely remembered that it was these people who had been following him and his father.
"Father, don't we save them?" Xiao Xun asked puzzled.
Xiao Chenfeng said: "That ferocious beast is no small matter, we will not be its opponent."
"But, I am the Son of Heaven, so I should protect them, shouldn't I?"
Xiao Chenfeng stared at him for a long time, as if he had made some decision, he asked, "Do you want to save them?"
"I think, I should protect them." Xiao Xun nodded without thinking.
"Okay, Dad, go and save them."
But in the end, just like what Xiao Chenfeng said, the cultivation of that ferocious beast was far above theirs. My father smashed his Broken Jade Ling, risked his life to seriously injure the ferocious beast, and saved those people. Ended up with a dead end.
Xiao Xun looked at the blood on the ground in confusion, he felt a drop of warm blood splashed on his face, "Father? Father..."
Where is dad? Why is dad missing?
Dad is dead.
He saved those disciples with the broken jade Ling left by his mother to Xiao Xun and his own life, and seriously injured the beast.
Several disciples turned around and grabbed Xiao Xun, intending to bring him back to Siming Pavilion.
Xiao Xun just asked them over and over again, "Where is my father?"
"Your father is dead."
died?
Did she disappear like a mother?
"Shall we take him directly back to Siming Pavilion?"
"No, that beast was seriously injured by Xiao Chenfeng's self-explosion. Maybe we can take the opportunity to dig out its inner core. This is a beast with thousands of years of cultivation!"
"With his inner core, our Jiang family will definitely become one of the four great immortal sects!"
When Xiao Xun came back to his senses, several disciples who were rescued by his father were buried under the claws of the beast because of greed.
He watched in bewilderment as their blood and that of his father spilled all over the place.
He didn't understand, didn't his father save them, why did they still die?
He didn't even understand, since they were destined to die, why did his father save them?
Yeah, why save them?
are they worth it
Xiao Chenfeng used his own life to break free from the shackles on Xiao Xun.
Xiao Xun's ability to tell stories is not good, everything that comes out of his mouth becomes ordinary words without fluctuations, it is difficult to arouse other people's emotions.
However, Xie Shuci seemed to be able to empathize with what he had experienced.
Looking at the unusually calm Xiao Xun in front of him, Xie Shuci's heart hurts so much that he is about to suffocate.