Chapter 1823 I Dare Not Say Its Name

The Hanshan He family is known as the first family west of Yunling. Their ancestors opened up 60,000 miles of territory for the demon clan in the midst of chaos, so they can also be called the glorious home.

Of course, that was a long time ago.

When He Huating was born, the Hanshan He family was already unknown to the public.

It was He Huating who came out of the blue and made great progress all the way until he finally reached the top and regained the Fountain of Youth, and then the family's momentum was once again restored.

When his plan failed and he left the Fountain of Youth in the Land of God's Sky, he also died, which naturally announced the downfall of Hanshan Crane once again.

Zhu Yi was almost killed in the Nantian battlefield. What she suffered was not a minor injury, it really hurt Shouyuan.

Just as the Shenxiao Bureau was about to open, she set her sights on the Fountain of Youth.

What she wants is not a dry and dead fountain of youth. What she wants is what He Huating asked for back then - what she wants is for the fountain of youth to revive and renew its myth.

If the Fountain of Youth revives in her hands, she can use it to quickly recover from her injuries and regain respect in this dangerous world. The Spider Family can also use the power of the Fountain of Youth to rise quickly.

It is of course extremely difficult to achieve this result, otherwise the Hanshan He family would not have watched the fountain of youth dry up before their eyes when the sun was at its peak. He Huating would not have directly fallen into the trap of Shenxiao in order to revive the Fountain of Youth, disappearing in one fell swoop.

But Zhuyi searched the classics, traced back the history, peeled off the cocoon, and discovered something interesting——

He Huating is very likely still alive!

The first person to have this conjecture was not Zhu Yi, but He Huating's opponent back then.

He said on Yunling: "If Huating comes home, you should play chess with me."

This is regarded as the exclamation of heroes cherishing heroes.

But Zhu Yi believed that there was some kind of truth hidden in it.

Resurrecting the Fountain of Youth on your own is of course difficult. But what if Hehuating still had a layout back then? What if we directly borrow or continue the layout of Hehuating?

Isn't this another kind of grafting cause and effect?

He Huating ate the fruit early in the morning, and the spider Yi later enlightened the orchid!

The layout of Tianyao Zhuyi in the land of Shenxiao was only fully revealed at this moment.

She made many arrangements for the Fountain of Youth, among which the Hehua Pavilion was the focus. He even personally traveled to Yunling and went as far as Liyu, where he found the descendants of the Hanshan He family who were scattered all over the world, obtained the inheritance tokens of the Hanshan He family, and woven a prison net.

But in a game of chess, everyone has his own secret, and no one can decide everything.

Especially in this situation where there are many ways to make moves, one stone can cause thousands of ripples.

In order to prevent the human race from taking away the Zhiwen Bell, Zhu Yi voluntarily gave up his plan and took action in advance to compete with Zen Master Xing Nian even though his injury was not healed.

As a result, he lost his skills and was almost beaten to death by Zen Master Xing Nian...

Fortunately, Yuanxianting took action and escaped with his life. But he also completely withdrew from the Shenxiao game and was no longer qualified to play chess.

But the chess player left the game, the layout was broken up, but the chess pieces were still there.

Without Zhu Yi's support, Zhu Lanruo, as a chess piece, still has to continue this game!

Chess pieces can become chess players, and the world of Shenxiao certainly has infinite possibilities.

Facing the Hehua Pavilion in Yuanxi 3922, which is described as withered, the younger generation Zhu Lanruo is holding the folding fan of the Hanshan He family, standing like an orchid. Taking away all the sight, monopolizing the bright light.

But he was not in a hurry to ask questions immediately. Instead, he said in a calm voice: "He Huating, I lost my father when I was young, and was raised by a widowed mother. I learned etiquette at the age of six, and learned the scriptures at the age of nine. At the age of thirty, I was already the ultimate demon king... There is no real truth in my life. He was defeated and swept away the geniuses of his generation. Later, he became enlightened through "hostility" in a creative way, which shocked the past and the present!

In the first game of reaching the top of the mountain, he was fighting against two heavenly demons. He was the first to attack, but he pretended to be a defeated cicada and became an oriole. In the end, he successfully regained the lost fountain of youth of the He family and became famous all over the world! "

All the monsters present listened quietly. In Zhu Lanruo's slowly unfolding narration, the three words He Huating were no longer just an old monster with wrinkled skin and decayed bones, but a legend full of flesh and blood, a once-in-a-lifetime legend. A top powerhouse who is truly active at the top.

He Huating also listened to her story in silence, the light in his eyes beating lonely, as if he had returned to those eras worth recalling.

Those times were so... wonderful.

"But in the game of resurrecting the Fountain of Youth, He Huating, a generation of heavenly demons, finally tasted the only and last failure in his life." Zhu Lanruo continued in a gentle voice: "The Fountain of Youth eventually died, and He Huating finally experienced the only failure in his life." Huating's demonic body was also shattered, his Dao principles were wiped out, and it is said that his body and soul were destroyed."

He Huating remained silent.

"My ancestor searched the classics and concluded that you may still exist in the world. I thought you were hiding in the spring, but I didn't know you were hiding in time." Zhu Lanruo said: "But until now, until now, you have been so malicious to us descendants. Obviously, your game has been going on for several rounds... I just feel that you are a silhouette of He Huating left in time. Even now, I can't believe that you are He Huating."

"It once left such a bright light that illuminated the entire Yunling Mountains. Whenever future generations talk about the geniuses of history, they will all be listed among them. Lan Ruo read his biography when he was a child, and when he read about three statues seizing the spring, he touched his palms and praised him, and when he read about his loss, Death, three sighs of regret!”

Her beautiful, slightly sad eyes looked at He Huating like this: "Although He Huating is dead, he can still be regarded as a legend. But at this moment, this skeleton standing by the Fountain of Youth, who is he? If you look like this It is such a pity for the name Hehuating to continue the history of Hehuating.”

"Girl doll." He Huating curled his lips: "What you said, ancestor, I just find it funny. Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit! I died here, and no one will remember it. If I kill you all, who will? Do you know? If I succeed in resurrecting and go to your era to continue the myth, I will be a myth!"

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit?" Zhu Lanruo said: "There is such a pair of formidable enemies. The winner is Emperor Yuan Xi, known as the strongest demon emperor since the New World, and has created the most glorious victory for the demon clan since they fell into the heavenly prison. . The loser is Grand Ancestor Yu Zhen, who is still a legend of our demon clan and is respected by everyone. We are all in the world he left behind!"

"You'd better ask questions quickly. Don't know how to cherish time just because you are too young." He Huating said sternly: "I will answer you truthfully."

Zhu Lanruo said: "He Huating back then would never be so nervous."

"Little girl, you are talking like this!" He Huating said: "I don't think about it, if I were still in the past, would you still have a chance to talk to me? Even your ancestor, who does it matter? How can you have the qualifications to talk to me? My move?"

This is a bit too arrogant.

Zhu Lanruo may not have a chance to talk to him. But the best is always the best in any era. No matter what achievements He Huating has, Zhu Yi will not be unqualified to marry him.

False words must originate from a false mind.

Thinking about it, this protagonist who was active in the era of Emperor Yuan Xi was somewhat disturbed in his heart!

"That peerless Mr. He probably can't go back." Zhu Lanruo said with emotion: "It may still be the year of Yuan Xi in 3922, but the year of Yuan Xi in 3922 has passed after all!"

He Huating looked at her: "Little girl, what you say is irrelevant to the topic. Do you think you can disturb my mind?"

The old man sitting on the bluestone said painfully and dying: "My ancestor's heart has been dried by time long ago. It is even more wrinkled than my face now, and there is no blood in it!"

"Old sir, you have misunderstood!" Zhu Lanruo said: "I am just looking back at some of my childhood thoughts. How can it move your heart, and how can it help solve this situation?"

She held the folding fan in one hand and tied the broken string to the middle part of the folding fan. And with the fingers of the other hand, he casually circled the broken string.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly raised, and she suddenly had an arrogance that was very different from her usual, making it difficult for other monsters to look directly at her: "Why should I be like this?"

Without waiting for He Huating to say anything else, she said directly: "Back then, He Huating became enlightened with 'hostility', so this plot you laid out will inevitably involve 'hostility'.

As I expected, the unspoken rule you designed is whether the answer of the respondent will trigger hostility. And this hostility needs to be born between us. You need fresh hostility to touch your Tao, so that this dry you can have something to hold on to.

Once the hostility reaches your needs, the key to triggering it must be related to the fountain of youth. After all, in your current state, you really don’t have many choices. "

Zhu Lanruo's facial features are not very sharp, but at this moment she is talking eloquently, and the look on her pretty face shows a kind of determination that comes from the heart.

She undoubtedly has a strong heart!

"Let me guess, Xiong Sansi's previous question must have frightened you! How much did it cost you to smooth out the influence of the rules and be able to talk about your malice as if nothing happened!"

Zhu Lanruo continued: "But no matter what the price is, you can't bear it a second time, otherwise you wouldn't be so urgent and nervous."

She finally looked at He Huating, her eyes were calm, and her voice announced the ending: "If I ask you a question similar to this one more time, you will be gone."

Facing these extremely beautiful eyes, He Huating certainly knew that he had failed!

This quiz game was a helpless choice, and it was not exciting enough. Now that all the rules have been guessed and you have lost your privileges, no target will take the bait.

Just like what Chai Asi said, all of these young demon clans present have great abilities and are pillars of talent. I will never give him another chance...

But he just smiled slightly: "Then you might as well ask."

"You are still trying to deceive me, but it is meaningless, Senior He." Zhu Lanruo said: "After Xiong Sansi and Chai Asi passed the test one after another, your chance has disappeared. Maybe you have been spending too long here. , you have not only lost your spirit, but your eyes are not sharp enough!"

She sighed softly: "Even if I give you ten thousand more chances, you won't be able to capture any living sources. It may not be easy for us to do other things, but it is too easy to control our hostility."

She revealed the rules of the game, published the method of fighting the game, and broke down He Huating's game thoroughly.

He Huating finally stopped smiling so ugly. He sat alone by the spring, letting his reflection ripple in the ripples, and said lonely: "So what are you waiting for?"

"I actually have a lot of questions to ask you."

Zhu Lanruo said: "But I don't want you to leave in such shame."

"I don't want to ask anything else about this question at this moment. I want to ask the high-spirited He Huating on behalf of my young self -"

She asked: "What was your ideal?"

What a dangerous question this is!

He Huating tugged at the corners of his wrinkled mouth and said nonchalantly: "My past ideal was -"

Maybe he was choking on the wind.

Perhaps the little strength he had had had been exhausted.

He suddenly couldn't speak anymore.

For some reason, the words he thought he could easily say were too heavy to jump out of his lips and teeth.

His lips moved, moved, and finally pursed.

When a toothless mouth is pursed, it collapses.

I was once a teenager.

My soul is burning, and my blood is boiling.

Now I am physically and mentally exhausted, and my face is hateful.

As for the ideal, I dare not say its name.

He Hua Ting showed a very strange expression, like crying and laughing, like sadness and joy. He covered his deeply wrinkled face with his hands that were as thin as chicken claws. He no longer looked at any young soul, and he would not let anyone see him again.

The demons could only see him sitting there with his shoulders hunched and his back hunched. His skinny chest, like a bellows, bulged and collapsed.

He gathered the last bit of strength in his dry body, and then moved to the side with great difficulty... He tilted his head, and his whole body fell down -

Plop!

Just like that, he fell into the Fountain of Youth!

The water pattern that divided the Fountain of Youth had dissipated at this time.

The ripples that distinguished true words from false words were covered by even larger waves. Then they all returned to calm and dead silence.

The clear water swallowed up He Huating, like a cup of water containing a drop of water.

He Huating just disappeared.

He drowned.

Above the Fountain of Youth, there was a white spider web, which was solid and virtual, as if it wanted to capture something, but it caught nothing. Finally, it slowly faded and disappeared.

All the monsters were silent.

Did He Huating see this web and didn't want to become Zhu Yi's collection?

Or did he realize his failure and stop struggling because he was exhausted?

Or was he simply unable to face the ideals of his youth?

There would be no answer.

Until the sacred mountain shook again, the light outside the mountain flew away.

Lu Qilang suddenly asked: "Have you really read his biography? Have you really admired him?"

Zhu Lanruo just threw the folding fan into the spring water, watching it being swallowed by the ripples, and said lightly--"What do you think?"

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He Mu asked: "Do you want to press the long sword, lead thousands of troops, hold the enemy's head, and be the best for all generations?"

Huating practiced sword without answering.

Another ten years: "Do you want to annotate the classics of hundreds of schools, become a school of thought, write for thousands of years, and establish a school?"

Huating read the scriptures without answering.

Another hundred years: "My son has worked hard for a hundred years, and finally achieved today's success. However, fame and fortune are not pursued, and wealth and beauty are not added, what is it for?"

Huating replied: "My son seeks fame, and seeks eternal fame. My son seeks profit, and seeks profit in the world. My son seeks wealth and beauty, and I hope that there will be no poor family in my demon clan. Seek greatness when alive, and seek sages when dead!"

-"The Biography of He Huating"