The most difficult system to open in history

King Bei'an got up and fell to the ground, facing the front and buckled his head heavily. As soon as he said this, Zhao Yu showed doubts. To be honest, he didn't have a deep understanding of the older generation of the three kings of Daxia, including this King Bei'an, whose romantic deeds were widely circulated in Daxia, had only a short meeting when he went to Beijing to report on his duties.

But the old queen mother is very familiar with them, and she once told Zhao Yu that these vassal kings are like Wei Guogong, they are the most reliable right-hand man of His Majesty Taizu, and also one of the most precious treasures left by Taizu to Great Xia. Zhao Yu believed them.

Therefore, the young emperor frowned slightly, and the blood-red flowers formed by the three avenues of cinnabar patterns protruded upwards between his eyebrows. , The scene in front of me is like yesterday. There is also a man sitting like this, frowning slightly, grasping the entire surrounding space, and knowing what he wants to express at this moment without words.

Just as the old Bei'an Wang was about to speak, he heard the old lady's faint voice coming from the side:

"You finally let her die back then, didn't you?"

"Sister Yan, I'm sorry for Brother Wuji, I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for Daxia."

King Bei'an, who was lying on the ground, put his head deeply on the back of his hand, his voice was choked with sobs, he was in the double-faced confession for a whole sixty years, he was in pain, so he indulged, he fell, just to gain a short moment of relief .

The old lady sighed softly, stood up from her seat, then walked to King Bei'an, stretched out her hand to help him up, and said lightly:

"These years, I know you have suffered. After all, for anyone, this choice is like cutting out your own internal organs. How proud and high-spirited you were. I knew this back then, and I also knew that they were Forced you, but I did not stop, because I know that I am the mother of Daxia, and I am responsible for the whole Daxia, but now the times have changed, and the people who make the decisions have also changed. It doesn’t count, so go and explain to the current Great Xia Lord yourself.”

"Is there a file for the events of that year?"

Zhao Yu raised his volume and asked in a loud voice. The sound of rolling emperors surrounded the Lingbo Hall, spreading out wave after wave. After a while, the sound of stomping and running came from the outer hall. A man in a bachelor's suit The official historian walked over from the outside, held a volume forward with both hands, knelt down before sending it directly to Zhao Yu, and presented it.

After the young emperor reached out to take it, he tore off the seal and opened it. The entire Lingbo Hall was silent, waiting quietly for the Daxia dossier to finish reading the dossier.

There is only one paragraph of text on the dossier.

In the 37th year of the Great Xia calendar, the wife of Bei'an Wang Jiangyu was confirmed to be the last direct descendant of the former Ying Dynasty. It coincided with Emperor Wuji's retreat. Shenjing City forced him to kill his wife to avoid future troubles. The King of Beian was like a madman. He returned after three days of disappearance and pinched his wife's neck. Yu Dadi made the final decision.

And after this passage, there appeared a few comments in small characters that seemed to take off like a phoenix dance, which was still dazzling after so many years.

This matter is over, and we will not pursue it. If there are any changes, the Zhao family in Daxia will bear it all. The fate of the mysterious bird descended to give birth to Zhao, so why not be afraid of a mere woman?

Chapter 0272

On the dossier, Zhao Yu read a few short sentences for a long time, and he was also thinking. As an emperor, when he looked at a matter, he should not only look at the matter itself, but also consider it as a matter of fact. From the perspective of the entire dynasty, pay attention to the content and consequences behind it.

The most important thing is that this matter has been going on for more than 60 years, and he needs to think carefully about what has been fermented.

So he asked the first question after knowing this:

"What is so special about the bloodline of the direct line of the Ying Dynasty?"

The old Bei'an king who was kneeling below continued to prostrate himself on the ground, but the voice of response came out:

"The Ying surname has been the most honorable surname in the vast land of China for thousands of years. It is perfectly presented on the basis of the talents of its direct descendants. In the previous dynasty, those who surpassed the taboo of the first rank were almost monopolized by the direct blood royal family of the Ying family. It can be seen that there is great power in its blood."

"But the so-called taboos alone are not enough for so many people to firmly force them to prevent future troubles forever."

Zhao Yu leaned forward and spoke softly, the emperor's voice rolled, and the old Bei'an king hesitated for a moment before continuing:

"It also comes from a legend that the direct descendants of the Ying family can use tokens to open the underground imperial tomb, summon hundreds of millions of mercenaries and Yin soldiers, turn them into a sea of ​​soldiers, sweep the land, and use this to restore the country."

"Just relying on a legend is not credible, is there evidence?"

"Historical records show that in the middle of the former dynasty, the world also experienced the collapse of the world, and the uprising of heroes from all over the world. In the later crisis, the blood of the Ying family relied on the soldiers of the underground palace and the sea of ​​​​yin soldiers to turn the tide, protect the country and the country, and continue for another 4000 years. , it can be said that it is because of this underground palace that the previous dynasty was forced to live for 4000 years."

Hearing that one of the eight forbidden places in the Central Plains of Shenzhou, known as the deepest and boundless Yingshi underground palace, Zhao Yu subconsciously raised his hand and touched his chin. Stepped into this underground palace together with the two strongest younger generations of the Sun Empire.

"Perhaps this is the so-called variable?"

Faint thoughts and thoughts jumped in the young emperor's mind, and then he came back to his senses, looked at King Bei'an below, and continued to speak:

"So it is a fact that Ying's direct lineage has descendants?"

The old Bei'an king kowtowed heavily again.

"My lord, you deserve death."

"But so what?"

The steady and clear voice came down as usual. After hearing this, the old King Bei'an suddenly raised his head and looked at the Lord of Great Xia who was sitting upright in front of him without any fear. He couldn't believe it.

There was no change in Zhao Yu's water-like eyes, and he continued to open his mouth:

"The whole country of Great Xia was fought by my Zhao family and all the people with swords and guns. If you are afraid of a illusory legend, a historical record that does not know the truth, how can you be the master of this vast land of Shenzhou and the Central Plains?" Even if the aliens are killed, they can't shrink back, and they are mere soldiers and yin soldiers, things that should have been buried in the ground long ago, why not be afraid of them!"

When the young emperor said this, he didn't show any power, but his flat, homely tone made King Bei'an, the God of Killing who was once extremely proud in his heart, sincerely bow down again and respectfully The ground said:

"Your Majesty's mind is open to the world, and the emperor is mighty, but my request remains unchanged. Jiang's descendants are all excellent, and they can guard Tianmenxia without losing it. Therefore, I beg Your Majesty to allow you to go north to the snowfield. regret."

Zhao Yu did not answer immediately, but continued to speak:

"You should know that this is an obvious trap, and the person who set up the situation is sure that you, King Bei'an, will definitely go. Although there is Liuli Town in the extreme northern snowfield, the female saint of the ice field was injured in Shenjing City and is now retreating." Healing, so the major tribes are ready to move, and the most important thing is that you are the King of Bei'an of Daxia, representing Daxia. Over the years, the blood of snowmen in the hands of guarding Tianmenxia is countless. If you go to the snowfield alone The news was released, and the entire Xueyuan tribe wanted to surround and kill you and hurry up."

Having said that, Zhao Yu paused for a moment before continuing to speak:

"The temperature in the snow field is extremely low, and the combat power of the human monks will be greatly reduced. Besides, you are old, and if the news that King Daxia Bei'an, who guarded the Tianmen Gorge, was consumed and died in the extreme northern snow field is released, it will be like sending a message to those snow field tribes. Anti-heart added a dose of strong information, so this matter is not only aimed at you, but also at me."

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, the emperor's prestige rolling in his body swept outward in an instant, and there seemed to be bursts of phoenix cries in the Lingbo Hall, and at the same time, the murderous voice sounded again.

"The glory of Great Xia cannot be humiliated, nor can the Zhao clan. It is very interesting to dare to declare war on me. Wang Jiangyu of Bei'an obeys the order."

"Chen is here!"

"I agree with your going north to the snowfield, but you bring this with you."

Zhao Yu waved his sleeves forward, and in an instant, a small stone statue exuding a wild atmosphere appeared in the void. It looked like a giant, with a misty light around its head, and vines entwined at the bottom. If you look carefully, it is a defense A smaller version of the statue.

"I thank Your Majesty Long En, long live Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is safe and auspicious, and I will retire."

The stone statue slowly floated in front of King Bei'an, who took it with both hands, then kowtowed to Zhao Yuyi above again, turned around and stepped out of Lingbo Hall.

The cold moon gradually rises upwards, Zizhu Lane, Bei'an Prince's Mansion.

Old Bei'an King sat on the main seat, and around him, surrounded by a group of young women, all of them were weeping non-stop at the moment, and on the opposite side of the old man, his third son Jiang Tu and fourth son Jiang Yue Sitting with the same expressionless face.

After comforting his surroundings, the old King Bei'an turned his head and said to his two sons:

"As a father, I'm ashamed."

At this time, the eyes of the old man sitting upright were extremely clear, with great guilt. He really owed too much to Jiang's descendants.

"I'm about to go to the north, life and death are unpredictable, you all make me proud, maybe you are ashamed of having me as a father, but I have always been proud of you."

After the old voice fell, the incomparably powerful old King Bei'an, dressed in royal robes, got up and stepped out. There was already a famous bronze horse standing outside the gate of the mansion.

There was a sound of horse neighing in the night, and the old king of Bei'an went out of the capital at night, and entered the snowfield alone.

When the sound of the horse's hooves got farther and farther away, Jiang Yue, who had been sitting for a long time in the main hall, opened his mouth and spit out two inaudible words.

"Father."

At the same time, in the imperial garden of the White Emperor Palace, under the Xuantian tree, the voice of a middle-aged court lady came to Zhao Yu who was reading a file.

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager ordered this servant to remind you that you should go back to the Summer Palace to rest earlier."

Zhao Yu smiled slightly, nodded, put the file on the desk, got up and left.

On the desk, there were files piled high, bathed in moonlight. He specially ordered people to find out these files, which contained all the records about the Ying's imperial tomb.

It's just that the one spread out on the desk is extremely interesting, and there is also a line of small print on it.

After the incident with the king of Bei'an, I went to the underground palace of the previous dynasty to take a look. They were all playthings, so I went out without taking anything. '

Chapter 0273

In Daxia, Twist Yaozhou, between the snow-covered mountain roads, two figures, one tall and one lower, walked forward unhurriedly, and at the same time, the crisp voice of a girl sounded.

"Uncle Li, grandpa said that before summer, all the girls in the Central Plains of the Great Xia will wear short shirts showing their arms. Is it true?"

Beside the fry girl carrying a small cloth bag, hearing the word Zhongyuan, Li Yingwei, the commander-in-chief of the Kunlun Army, showed a little reminiscence on his bearded face, then smiled lightly, and responded:

"Summer is really a hot season, including Shenjing City, those bold girls always wear short shirts, you must know that my uncle and I, the girl I loved the most when I was young, look really good in short shirts .”

The little fish fry girl still couldn't imagine what it looked like in a short shirt, so she shook her little head and sighed with a bit of shyness and yearning:

"The girls in Shenjing City are all beautiful, and I heard from those people that the red rouge looks good on the face."

Next to Miss Yumiao, the middle-aged general couldn't help but smile slightly. The cute little girl beside her looked very much like his daughter. She was also at the same age, so ignorant, and full of curiosity about the distance.

"To tell you the truth, girl, I haven't been back to Shenjing City for many years, but girl, if you go to Shenjing City, don't worry, all the dignitaries and dignitaries in this city will rush to give you rouge."

"Why?"

Miss Yumiao looked puzzled, and the middle-aged general smiled lightly and said:

"Because you are beautiful, girl."

"But I don't want any rouge, I want something to save grandpa."

Speaking of grandpa, Yu Miao girl's face was sad again, her mood suddenly became depressed, and even her interest in going to Shenjing City was lost by most.

"Don't worry, girl, the city of Shenjing is vast and abundant, and there will definitely be something that can save your grandfather. Our Twisted Waist State is full of snow, and even a carriage cannot move an inch, so we have to walk, but when we get off the cliff in front of us, we are in the next door." Zhou, at that time, if you find another post station of the imperial court, you can take a horse-drawn carriage, and then it will be fast, if you hurry up, you can reach Shenjing City in a few days."

Following the finger of the middle-aged general, there is an extremely steep cliff ahead. Half an hour later, a group of people came to the high cliff and looked down. Below is an endless hilly area, and there are some villages Dotted on it like stars.

On the surface of this cliff, countless human ancestors dug out snake-like stairs, extending down to the ground in a "Zigzag" shape. This is the only road leading to the outside world from Twisting Yao State It is called natural danger.

Below the cliff is Bingzhou.

The mountain and the foot of the mountain are two different worlds. The temperature on the mountain is cold and the snow does not disperse all year round, while the hills below the mountain are surging like waves and have dense vegetation.

"Let's go, let's go down the cliff, pay attention to the formation and safety, you know that going down this ladder is not an easy task."

Following the order from the commander of the Kunlun Army, dozens of Kunlun soldiers who accompanied them began to distribute ropes and other things to go down the mountain. It is extremely high, and the movements are meticulous, using ropes to connect everyone's front and back. In this way, if there is an accident, they can rely on the strength of multiple people to rescue each other. The master can walk in the sky, the higher the monk's cultivation level, the natural dangers are like walking on the ground for him.

"Girl, pay attention to your feet, because the altitude in Twisted Waist State is very high, and the temperature is cold. The stairs will be extremely slippery after being frozen, so be careful."

After Li Yingwei's deep voice fell, Yu Miao nodded heavily. The little girl followed her grandfather to run around in the Kunlun Mountains since she was a child, so she was also very courageous. She looked down without fear, and took every step steadily.

At this time, the waist of the fish fry was tied to the middle-aged general with a rope. Li Yingwen looked at the little girl who was walking down the stairs rhythmically in front of him, with a look of admiration and satisfaction in his eyes. The future is limitless, and then he opened his mouth lightly, telling this little girl who just went away.

"The steps under our feet are called Twisted Waist Ladders. There are countless steps on this cliff that leans against the sky, and almost every step is bought by the ancestors with their lives. Generations of people, in order to get out of Twisted Waist State , go to the Central Plains, seek a future for our children and grandchildren, and dedicate our whole life to it.”

Looking at the steps like dragon scales under his feet, Yumiao's big eyes were full of admiration, and he said sincerely:

"They are the most admirable people."

"Yeah, even though Twisted Waist State finally has a road leading to the outside after generations of efforts, this Twisted Waist Ladder is also extremely dangerous. If you accidentally fall from the ladder, you will be killed directly Therefore, when Daxia just founded the country, there were countless unjust souls at the bottom of the cliff. In the end, His Majesty Taizu sent great monks to widen the ladder by half, and connected it end to end with an iron cable from the top. That's much safer."

The Kunlun Army Commander's tone was full of sighs.

This is the only way to the outside world for a large state that is almost isolated from the world, and it is also the only hope for generations of state residents to step out of the plateau and experience the world. For some people, life is like a box, and it will The people inside are tightly locked up, but there are always one after another free souls yearning for the outside world who are unwilling to be locked up, even if they fall under the cliff and sacrifice their lives on this waist-twisting ladder like dancing on the tip of a knife. , that also died in a place of freedom!

But what the Kunlun army headed for Shenjing City and the little princess of the Great Xia Dynasty didn't know was that there was also a figure walking down the long and winding stairs near the middle of the cliff. with.

The big robe that covers the whole body encloses the whole somewhat crooked figure. Every time you take a step, ghosts will emerge from it, wandering in the void above your head, forming a small formation of thousands of ghosts singing and singing, and it will gather all of them together. The whole area is enveloped in all directions, and the breath is cut off.

Beside the black-robed figure, on the iron chain that symbolizes the lifeline, there is a black shadow like a snake swimming along it, and a faint voice comes from it, cold and cold.

"The best way out for me now is to go back to the Giant God Sea, but one is in the east and the other is in the west. It is not easy for you and me to cross the entire Great Xia."

"The eight forbidden places, as long as you want to, you have the ability to get out of them, and you can go to hide."

There was an old voice of response from the black robe, but for some reason, a small gap was cracked in the large formation surrounded by ghosts in the sky, and Pei Yang, who was swimming forward in an instant, stopped. Shape, and then suddenly stood upright, converged into a human shape, no eyeballs, only the white of the eyes looked up, opened his mouth, and a very greedy growl came from his throat:

"Blood food, on this waist twisting road, I smell the smell of blood food, and there is even an injured grand master, eat him, I want to eat him."

Chapter 0274 Raid

The Great Formation of Thousands of Ghosts and Songs, the foundation of the Great Xia Mouse Underworld Sect, is the supernatural powers in the Nether Ship that the Great Elder Bai Mingxiu obtained from the chance in the Sea of ​​the Giant God. The shrouded space is dragged into another plane to achieve the effect of concealing the secrets of the sky. It is one of the few artifacts on the vast land of China and the Central Plains that can hide from the detection of the mountain and sea map.

At this time, in the middle of the cliff on the only road leading to the Central Plains from Twisted Yao State, surrounded by thousands of ghosts, the old voice of Bai Mingxiu, the great elder of Mingzong, carried a hint of inexplicable meaning.

"Your gluttonous clan is indeed a representative of greed. They actually set their minds on the grand master of the palm of the birth and death realm. You must know that this is the land of Daxia. We are still being hunted down by the Sitianjian. You are not afraid of your stomach. Be blasted."

Beside the black-robed old man, Tiezi Pei Yang stretched out his snake-like long tongue, licking his bright red lips continuously, there was even saliva left at the corner of his mouth, he raised his head straight to look upwards, and opened his mouth frantically. road:

"My clan's stomach has its own space, and it's still far from being able to blow me up, and I already feel that I'm about to break through. As long as I eat the original power of this great master, I can evolve into a real gluttonous Huo, at that time, our chances of escaping will be greatly increased, with the strength of the two of you and me, in this extremely narrow Twisting Road, it will not take more than a quarter of an hour to kill the group above."

Tiezi Pei Yang looked at the black-robed old man in front of him with anticipation in his eyes, but the latter was still unmoved, only a cold response came from inside the robe:

"I refuse, but you still don't understand. To play games with a giant like Daxia, as long as there is a trace of luck, it is courting death. Since our opinions have diverged, it is natural to part ways."

After the words fell, the old man in black robe didn't stop any more, and continued to move forward, leaving only Pei Yang standing alone in hesitation.

After a while, it opened its fangs, made a creepy hissing sound, gradually melted into a mass of flowing shadows, followed the iron chain by the side of the stairs, returned to the original path, and swam upwards.

The Great Elder of Mingzong, who has dealt with Si Tianjian like a cat and a mouse for half his life, is not wrong. Never get lucky and think that the ability of the number one artifact of the human race, the Mountain and Sea Map, lies in the fact that he secretly puts the ghosts and songs above his head into a large formation. When I opened it for a second, the Sitian Tower located in the middle of Shenjing City, on the top of the tower that covered the sky and the sun, on the slowly unfolding picture scroll, there appeared a very dazzling black, as if splashed on a piece of white paper. Group of black ink.

Although it was fleeting, it was still captured quickly. At the same time, the calm and beautiful voice of the girl asking Xia sounded instantly.

"The whereabouts of the A-level target are locked. The border area between Daxia Twist Yaozhou and Bingzhou, the siege network is recovered to the north, and immediately report to the White Emperor Palace and the Night Dire Division."