Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

From childhood to adulthood, a person's name kept appearing in Yang Yuhuan's ears, Li Daoxuan.

His father held him in high esteem, and even his mother, who only liked burning incense and worshiping Buddha and remaining aloof from the world, respected Li Daoxuan like a god when she heard his name.

Throughout Shuzhou, this name can be said to be a household name, and stories about him are spread in the streets and alleys, lasting forever.

Yang Yuhuan was a little disgusted after hearing these three words too many times. In her imagination, Li Daoxuan was an old man over 100 years old who liked to play tricks on the world and had evil intentions towards herself.

But when she saw it with her own eyes, she realized how wrong she was.

Not only did he look very young, but for some reason, when the other person looked at him, her heart trembled, and she always felt extremely familiar and kind.

Deja Vu.

"Changle, take her down."

"Yes!"

Chang Le left with Yang Yuhuan who turned around three times.

Suddenly, the little girl stopped and shouted loudly: "Old Mo Li, I'm not afraid of you. If you don't accept me as your apprentice, I will become your apprentice!"

"You will definitely cry and beg me to be my apprentice!"

The little girl's natural rebellious spirit was aroused again.

She was already mentally prepared to become a disciple, but in the end, you are unwilling to accept me?

good good!
This was definitely a huge blow to the girl who was conceited about being a genius, but she did not admit defeat and was prepared to practice hard and show off her talents, and then make Old Mo Li regret it.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young girls into poverty!
Li Daoxuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said nothing, just ignored it, and acted like a child.

When senior sister regains her memory, we can use it to make fun of her.

Chang Le hugged the arrogant Xiao Yuhuan and left quickly, fearing that she would talk nonsense again, so he walked for a while before putting her down.

"Fairy Changle, you shouldn't have stopped me just now."

Yang Yuhuan said very seriously: "I originally wanted to remind Old Mo Li that the white-haired old Taoist priest playing chess with him... is not a human being!"

She discovered the secret just when she listened to the other person's voice.

That person is a ghost!
Changle was not surprised, he just sighed softly, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"His name is Li Chunfeng. You should have heard of this name."

Yang Yuhuan was shocked and said: "Of course I have heard of it. He and Yuan Tiangang are said to be the best physiognomists in the world. How could they become... ghosts?"

"Strictly speaking, he is not a ghost, but the last ray of obsession that cannot be dissipated."

Changle looked into her eyes and said seriously: "This is why I won't let you talk nonsense. Master seems easy-going, but in fact he is not happy in his heart."

"Because this is the last game he plays with an old friend."

……

Li Daoxuan pinched a black chess piece in his hand, hit it on the chessboard, and then dropped it slightly.

The situation is still stalemate and it is difficult to separate.

Li Chunfeng shook his head and surrendered directly.

"National Master, from just now to now, you have regretted your move four times and made deliberate mistakes three times. In fact, you are telling me that you can win this game long ago."

Li Daoxuan looked at him. The two met when they were in their 20s. They didn't have much interaction, but they had a very rare tacit understanding.

During the years when Li Chunfeng was in charge of Qintian Prison, he never made a mistake.

Nowadays, his head is covered with silver frost, his face is pale and his hair is white, and his face is covered with wrinkles. However, his clothes are still clean and tidy, his posture is upright, and not even a hair is scattered.

Li Dao

Li Chunfeng smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Imperial Master, for making it possible."

He reached out and took out a book from his arms. When the book appeared, the golden crows parading in the sky suddenly disappeared and were replaced by a bright starry sky, full of mysteries and wonderful things.

Li Daoxuan stared at the three big characters on the paper.

Push the back picture!
He sighed in his heart, it seems that Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang still couldn't escape their fate, and finally wrote this wonderful book that has been famous for thousands of years.

Tuibei Tu is not a book that teaches massage, but a wonderful book that predicts the future.

This book predicts the history of 2000 years after the Tang Dynasty, and is talked about by future generations. Of course, because the secrets cannot be leaked, the so-called predictions are very obscure.

"Before his death, senior brother had a premonition that there would be a terrible catastrophe in the world. For this reason, he and I conducted the last deduction using the secret techniques of cutting off and mending the sky."

"The result of the deduction is this book."

Li Dao Its secret.

But he could tell that this thing was completely different from the push-back diagram in his memory.

"The Imperial Master can use his soul to communicate with this book, and then he will know its use."

Li Daoxuan nodded, and then sank his soul into the book. Some information suddenly appeared in his mind, which was how to use this book.

He thought for a while and asked a question about the book.

"How long is Li Longji's lifespan?"

Li Longji still ascended the throne as in history. After Wu Zetian died, Li Xian succeeded to the throne. However, he was too fond of Queen Wei and was poisoned by the greedy Queen Wei in an attempt to ascend the throne and take power, just like Wu Zetian.

But she overestimated herself after all. She had Wu Zetian's ambition but lacked the corresponding skills and abilities.

Li Longji teamed up with Princess Taiping to launch a coup and promoted his father Li Dan to become emperor, and he naturally became the prince.Later, Li Longji defeated Princess Taiping, ascended the throne as emperor, completely controlled the Tang Empire, and created the famous Kaiyuan Era.

The runes and patterns on the Tuibei diagram began to flow, giving people the impression that a precise instrument was constantly running, reflecting the light of the stars.

The stars in the sky seem to have changed, and they are vaguely connected to this book, with a mysterious and mysterious connection.

A line of text condensed by planetary light appeared in the blank space of the book.

"Li Longji was born in August of the first year of Chui Gong and died in the 17th year of Kaiyuan. He died due to a catastrophe in the world. He led the Li and Tang empires to burn together and refused to surrender until death."

Li Daoxuan raised his eyebrows, a catastrophe on earth?

He asked another question.

"Can Yang Yuhuan awaken the memory of his past life and become Taizhen?"

The Tuibei Diagram started running again, and this time it took longer. It took a long time before a line of planetary ancient seals appeared.

"No, Yang Yuhuan followed the immortals to practice since he was a child. After he came down from the mountain, he assisted Li Tang. He died in the 17th year of Kaiyuan. He died due to a catastrophe in the world. His body died, his soul disappeared."

Li Daoxuan stared.

Another catastrophe on earth!

After thinking for a while, he asked one last question.

"When will I die?"

It took longer to push the back diagram this time, and it took a full moment before a line of small words slowly appeared.

"Li Dao

Li Daoxuan did not feel any panic, but showed a sneer.

He fought his way out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. He had never overcome any difficulties, so naturally he would not be afraid of a prophecy, even if it was a push-back plan.

Li Chunfeng sighed softly and said: "Master, anyone, even all living things in the world, will be destroyed by that catastrophe. My senior brother and I have deduced 12 ways to save the world from this book. But...all failed without exception."

One thing he didn't say was that in order to deduce the method of saving the world, he exhausted his cultivation and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the deduction, so that his black hair turned into white hair and his life span was about to expire.

It was his senior brother who pushed him from behind that made him wake up suddenly.

That's why this book is called "Tui Bei Tu".

Three days later, his senior brother passed away. After he buried his senior brother, he continued to deduce the game unwillingly. Eventually, he spent all his life, but his obsession remained, just to entrust "Tui Bei Tu" to one person. .

Li Daoxuan stroked the push-back picture, his eyes were deep, and he said: "I think I may know what the great catastrophe is."

Li Chunfeng's eyes lit up and he didn't realize that his body had gradually become transparent.

"I will make good use of Tuibeitu and try my best to prevent that catastrophe. If there is an outstanding successor of Louguan Taoism in the future, I will return this book to him."

Li Daoxuan looked at this old friend who was gradually disappearing, and quietly said his promise.

For this "Tui Bei Tu", Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang, the two masters of Louguan Taoism, have burned everything they have without even leaving their souls behind.

Li Chunfeng had a trace of obsession attached to this push-back picture, but now he finally found someone worth entrusting to him. The obsession dissipated and everything became empty.

But Li Daoxuan knew that his care and dedication to the people of the world and the country would not be in vain.

Li Chunfeng stood up, straightened his clothes for the last time, then bowed to Li Daoxuan meticulously, and his figure completely disappeared.

Li Daoxuan didn't say anything, he just poured wine to send his old friend off.

……

The stars disperse and day comes again, like a change of times.

Li Daoxuan put away the sadness in his heart, looked at the "Push Back Picture" in his hand, and thought about it silently for a while.

In the 17th year of Kaiyuan...

It is already the seventh year of Kaiyuan, which means that in ten years, the catastrophe will come and all living things in heaven and earth will be destroyed.

The Kaiyuan era that had reached its peak would come to an abrupt end, and Li Longji would even lead the entire empire to destruction.

Even Li Daoxuan himself will perish.

What kind of catastrophe was that?
"Tui Bei Tu" cannot give the answer. It is very rare to be able to calculate an approximate time, but Li Daoxuan can guess one or two.

The terrifying monster that treats gods and Buddhas as food and puts all the saints into a deep sleep is about to wake up completely.

The world will fall into a final catastrophe, or a final decisive battle.

Li Daoxuan silently called his empress's name several times, but there was still no response.

Over the years, he would recite it silently three times every day, day after day, year after year, but always in vain.

That word seems to be far away.

What is the terrifying monster and what is the layout of the saints? He actually knows nothing about the upcoming final catastrophe.

"We must break through to the Heavenly Immortal Realm as soon as possible."

Li Daoxuan lowered his eyes and looked at "Tui Bei Diagram" and asked another question.

"Where are all the evil gods hiding in the world?"

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Thanks to Chu Xia Sky for the [-] reward, and to Lover i and Nightmare for the [-] reward. Thank you!