Chapter 207 Drinking Wine in Front of the Grave and Chanting Scriptures

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The season at this moment was only late autumn in Qixuetong, but it was already winter here in Zitu.

The wind and snow swayed down, spreading all over the earth, covering this ancient city that has existed for thousands of years.

Looking from a distance, the crimson palace buildings seemed to be embedded in the vast and boundless snowfield like the sea.

The entire earth was covered in layers, and there were not many pedestrians on the streets. Everyone was wearing thick clothes, but they could not sweep away the falling snowflakes, making everyone seem to be going old.

A feeling of decline and depression filled the air. Along with the snowflakes and the numb expressions of passers-by, it gradually merged into the environment and became the atmosphere of this place.

The exposed tile roofs of all the buildings in the entire city are like lonely islands in a sea of ​​snow.

Here is the purple soil.

This was also the former imperial capital of Nanhuang Continent.

Thousands of years ago, there was a kingdom in Nanhuang Continent called Ziqing Shangguo. It also unified Nanhuang Continent and used the Flame Phoenix as its totem.

But in the end, it is impossible to survive forever in this cruel and chaotic world.

It can only collapse in the civil strife, making Ziqing Shangguo buried in history and become a thing of the past.

As for the original royal family and the wealth it inherited, they were all divided up by the rogue gangs back then, and the bloodline was the same until it withered now.

After carving up everything, the rebellious party became the orthodox party, formed eight major clans, occupied the purple soil, and became the

The big family that inherited Zi Tu continues to this day. They still worship the totem of the Flame Phoenix and regard the Flame Phoenix as their god.

Looking at it at a glance, the size of the entire Purple Earth Imperial Capital is larger than the main city of Seven Blood Pupils, almost three times as big, and it is divided into eight areas.

They are eight major families.

In each area, there is a palace-like existence, which is also the ancestral home of these eight families.

Some family palaces are surrounded by turquoise water, with duckweeds all over the ground, translucent and clean. On the eaves are carved dragons and phoenixes, with golden scales and golden armor, which are vivid.

There are also family palaces with golden glazed tiles shining dazzlingly in the winter sun. From a distance, the double-eaves roof is particularly brilliant.

Compared with Seven Blood Pupils, it is completely different style.

In comparison, Zi Tu is more like an old man wearing fancy clothes but being stubborn and rigid. He follows rules and rules in everything.

It's all about blood, and everything is based on family tradition.

This is their way of survival in troubled times. It is different from Seven Blood Pupils, and there is no way to tell which one is better.

But what can be seen is that Qixuetong, as a branch of the Seven Sects Alliance, is inferior to Zitu to a certain extent from the beginning.

Until the years passed and developed, equality was gradually achieved.

Now, with the breakthrough of the ancestor Xue Lianzi, he has surpassed him in one fell swoop and even has the courage to go to war with foreign races.

But Zitu won't be like this.

They like to close themselves off and don't like to be disturbed by others. Even while they are in awe of the remaining face of the sky, they also despise all external forces. Even Wanggu Continent, they still look down upon it.

Not on.

They believe that their own bloodline is the most noble, and they do not think that they are a frog in the well.

Therefore, if the people living here do not have the blood passed down, then most of them will have no future, and naturally they will have no future.

There is no vitality, and servility slowly penetrates into the soul. This has been the case for generations.

Master Bai is a rare person in Zi Tu for thousands of years.

He is also the first person who wants to break the family's traditional concepts and seek common development with the outside human alliance.

His thoughts were contrary to Zi Tu, so he paid the price and became a mortal.

But he did not give up. With his unparalleled talent and the way of grass and trees, he found another path in his limited years.

He has also researched a large number of elixir recipes, and in the way of vegetation, he has even surpassed monks with his own mortal power.

To a certain extent, he is already the number one person in the alchemy path in Nanhuang Continent.

Even the peak master of the second peak of Seven Blood Pupils, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, she admires Master Bai very much, like Master Qi

Such a person should also be called a master.

All this shows that Master Bai's attainments in alchemy have reached the pinnacle.

But even so, in Purple Earth, he was still locked by many rules, and he was unable to do many things. Everything was because of blood.

Master Bai is not a direct descendant of the Bai family, he is from a collateral lineage.

At this moment, the wind and snow are getting worse.

As the snowflakes fell, in the public cemetery in the city where the Bai family was located, a dozen people stood there silently, in front of their

In front of him was a crystal coffin. Master Bai's body lay inside, and the wound between his eyebrows had been covered up.

Although the body is blessed with magic power and sealed with a crystal coffin, if you look carefully, you can still see Master Bai's body.

It is rotting and turning black.

This is a sign of poisoning. This poison is very overbearing and can accelerate decay.

Therefore, the body could not be preserved for too long and could only be buried in the dusk of this day, in the dim sunset of the snowy sky. Browser*search*: x-on:...fastest update...

The thin bloodline made Master Bai ineligible to enter the family's imperial mausoleum after his death. Master Bai also disdained this during his lifetime. He had promised many years ago that after his death, he could be buried in a public mausoleum.

Most of the crowd was silent, including Bai Yundong.

The people who can come here are either Master Bai's juniors or people who are close to him. The number is not very large.

Many, but people may not need to have too many friends in this life, just a few close friends are enough.

As the coffin was buried, the depressive atmosphere around the people in front of the grave became more solemn, until a girl controlled

Unable to control himself, he cried, breaking the depression.

The one who cried was Tingyu.

Two years have passed, and she has grown up. Her graceful years should have been as carefree as ever, but she

Now with the death of Master Bai, her sky collapsed.

She knelt in front of the grave, tears falling down drop by drop, feeling extremely sad.

Next to her, stood a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. This young man had a tall and straight figure, a majestic appearance, and was dressed in luxurious clothes.

It is extremely gorgeous, and the jade pendant tied around the waist emits the light of the magic weapon. He is none other than Chen Feiyuan.

He is the eldest grandson of the Chen family. The teleportation blockade after Master Bai's death was actually accomplished with his full force.

At this moment, he was clenching his fist tightly, breathing rapidly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely strong, intense to the extreme.

In this sadness and anger, they did not notice that far away from the mausoleum, there was a middle-aged man standing silently in an alley, looking at this place from a distance.

The middle-aged man was wearing a coarse linen robe. He looked unattractive, and his face was a little sallow, but there was endless sadness in his eyes. His body was trembling slightly at the moment, and he clasped the wall beside him with his right hand, crushing it.

After a long time, the sky gradually darkened, as the sunset gradually set, and as the dusk was about to dissipate, everyone in front of Master Bai's grave left silently in the afterglow.

The last ones to leave were Tingyu, Chen Feiyuan, and several of Chen Feiyuan's entourage.

The middle-aged man walked forward in silence. He did not look at the people leaving and approached the public cemetery.

During this period, I passed by Chen Feiyuan and Tingyu.

Chen Feiyuan supported Tingyu, who was in grief and still crying, and also noticed Xu Qing, but in his grief, he didn't pay attention. This cemetery is very big, and there are many people who come to pay tribute every day.

This was what made him even more sad and angry. His master, Chen Feiyuan, was actually buried here, but there was nothing he could do.

"You said he would come. Tingyu in sorrow wiped away her tears and whispered weakly.

"He? Huh, he has been here for a long time. If he hasn't come yet, he should be a white-eyed wolf like everyone else!" Chen Feiyuan didn't need any thinking to know who Tingyu was talking about. He gritted his teeth at this moment. Open your mouth.

Tingyu was silent.

The middle-aged man walked past them silently until everyone behind him had gone away. He also came to Master Bai's grave.

, looking at the tombstone, his eyes were red.

"Teacher," the middle-aged man murmured, his voice hoarse, and he knelt down towards the tombstone.

He is Xu Qing who was transported to Zitu!

After teleporting to Zitu, Xu Qing immediately found out the news about Master Bai's burial and rushed over immediately, but he

He knew that his Taoist robe was too conspicuous and was not conducive to tracking down the murderer.

So he changed his appearance and came here.

Looking at the tombstone at this moment, Xu Qing felt a stinging pain in his chest. The pain became deeper and deeper and began to spread throughout his body.

So far in his life, he has only knelt down to two tombstones, one for Lei Dui and the other for Master Bai. Browser*search*: x-on:...fastest update...

"Teacher, I will find the murderer and the person behind this matter." Xu Qing murmured bitterly, pointing towards the tombstone

After kowtow, he took out a wine gourd from his arms and placed it in front of the grave.

"Lei Dui said that teacher, you like to drink, and I will accompany you." Xu Qing said, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, then gently sprinkled it in front of the grave, and put the wine bottle aside.

"Teacher, my disciple has memorized all the scriptures on grass and trees that you left behind before you left. I will keep them in mind. I will recite them for you."

"The way of grass and trees is one of all things. It can be the same as the great road. It understands the nature of things and understands the principles of heaven."

"The first plant, golden button grass, also known as three-leaf pearl and scattered cold grass, is the whole plant of Cyperaceae plant Centipede monotachyon.

It is an annual herb that grows under forests on hillsides and in moist places in the wilderness. It is distributed in Lingyou and Guangling states in the south of Nanhuang. "

"The second plant, rhinoceros sparkle, also known as Yunmengsi, is a plant of the spiritual fire family. It is a perennial spiritual plant. It can relieve the lungs and relieve coughs.

It clears away heat and detoxifies, dissipates blood stasis and reduces swelling, and has miraculous effects on snake bites and bruises. "

"The one hundred and thirty-seventh strain, Soul-melting mist, also known as Tian Shuyan, is a rare herb from the Mist family. It has the effect of melting soul marks. It is difficult to detect and difficult to remove. It is the main flavor of the Twelve-hour Decay Pill. medicine."

Xu Qing murmured softly and recited the herbs he had written down in the Herbal Scripture.

In a daze, he seemed to see the figure of Master Bai reappearing in front of him, drinking wine and looking at him with a smile, with majesty in his eyes, but he couldn't hide the joy.

"Night Corpse Morning Glory, also known as Poison Mountain Root Vernonia, is the stem and root of Vernonia tenuifolia, a plant in the Compositae family. It is a woody vine that grows in Corpse Yin ravines, shady cold streams or in jungles. It has an astringent and pungent taste and is slightly warm in the mouth. , there is a sense of decay, and there is timidity in merit.

It has a miraculous effect in relieving superficial symptoms, but is toxic in excess. It is a typical yin and yang polar plant. "

The cold wind blew and snowflakes fell one by one. Xu Qing's voice echoed in front of Master Bai's grave until night fell.

His shadow conveyed a wave of emotion. It seemed to tell him that he had found it!

Xu Qing suddenly raised his head, silently looked at Master Bai's tombstone, kowtowed three times, and stood up.

The murderous intent in his body was astonishing and he disappeared into the night.

Not long after he left, several figures appeared in the distance and arrived quickly. The one at the front was Tingyu, and behind her were Chen Feiyuan and several of his followers.

"Tingyu, did you see it wrong? How could it be possible? He is now a popular person with seven blood pupils. How could he remember the teacher? "It's not wrong. I recognize his eyes. I recalled carefully after I went back. It must be him. !」