The most difficult system to open in history

There are three people in the world, gods, saints, and immortals, who can be equal to the Tao and compete with the sun for glory.

Chapter 1004

"Boom, boom, boom!"

One after another, the incomparably thick bells rang from the central school grounds of Bei'an Wangfu in the northern city of Tianmenguan, spread outward, and resounded throughout the entire Xiongguan heavy city located in the middle of Tianmen Gorge in Shiwanda Mountain in a blink of an eye.

In Daxia, there has been the custom of ringing the bell in the morning and beating the drum in the evening since ancient times. Therefore, although the darkness still covers the land of Tianmenguan, the morning of a new day has come quietly. Today, Daxia will be in the north of Xiongguan in Beicheng The old Bei'an king held a national commemoration.

This is the 90th year of the Great Xia Calendar, the second national commemoration of the overlord dynasty of Shenzhou Haotu since the old lady.

Maybe even Tiandao is sighing for the passing of such an old man, so the heavy snow has not stopped for half a month, and today, it is like an avalanche roaring down.

At the same time, accompanied by the ringing of the morning bell, at the corner of the school grounds, around the vast stone tower emitting silver-white rays of light, one after another teleportation light lit up almost at the same time, and then in the snowy night sky, In the middle, one after another bright flowers of teleportation bloomed.

After each teleportation flower slowly dissipated, a dignified Daxia official appeared under the stone statue tower. Most of them came from Shenjing City, and some of them were teleported from the 36 states. Gather at Tianmenguan to participate in the National Memorial.

According to the law of the Great Xia, the national mourning is a funeral for the whole country, and the main officials of the Great Xia, regardless of civil or military, are required to attend.

Today's Great Xia has the convenience of a stone tower, no matter how far the area is, it can be reached in an instant, so as the morning bell rings, more and more beams of transmission light are lit up between the sky and the earth, stretching to one place, illuminating The sky above the entire Tianmenguan.

At this time, most of the officials who appeared on the Tianmenguan Beicheng campus were the first time in their lives to step on the land of this Beijinxiongguan, and there was no difference between civil and military, and they all wore uniform plain robes. With a serious face, he then turned his gaze to the front of the crowd with a complicated expression.

In front of all the officials stood the three old men who first came to Tianmen Pass. Although their hair was gray and their faces were old, they were still tall and straight. A bloody tornado rose into the sky from the heavy snow.

In addition to the king of Bei'an in Daxia, there are two kings and one prince!

The three of them also wore the same plain robes as the officials, and looked up at the snowflakes flying down from the sky. Then they were tall, but with round faces and kind eyes, like an old lady next door. A small snowflake fluttered in front of him, and then said melancholy:

"In the snowflakes, I can feel Jiang Yu's aura, the domineering thunder, and the hot fireworks of the sun."

"It is indeed the aura of this guy. It is so vast and boundless. It seems that the guy we have always regarded as self-willed and depraved has indeed stepped on the bridge first and walked ahead of us."

The dark-skinned, not burly figure, but glowing like a rock, the Western Man King opened his mouth and let out a sigh. After the deep voice came out, the Western Man King Zhong Liye shook his particularly wide and thick palm, and continued to speak:

"Jiang Yu's visit this time is not a kind of relief. In fact, maybe on the day I waited to force him, his heart would have died. If His Majesty Taizu hadn't pressed the burden of northern Xinjiang on his shoulders, and he had a high cultivation level The unstoppable female saint of the ice field has always been an unstable factor that must be guarded against in the summer gate, Jiang Yu has long thought about it, and now that the north is stable, it is time for him to be relieved."

Speaking of this, the old Ximan king with sharp edges and corners also reached out to catch the snowflakes with the Daoyun of the Bei'an king, his eyes were complicated, and he continued to sigh:

"Until this moment, I didn't know if it was right for me to wait to force him to decide. Is there a better way?"

"After such a long time has passed, it is meaningless to think about the previous decisions. The Great Xia and the entire new era must look forward. If future generations in history think that we have made mistakes, then as the decision maker, I am willing to Bear the punishment of being reviled for thousands of years!"

After the Ximan King's voice fell, an old and steady voice slowly came out from the middle of the old man's mouth, and then he suppressed the entire void like a tiger in heaven and earth. Wei Guogong Xu Sheng narrowed his old eyes and his head was completely gray Her hair is even sadder than the snow flying in the sky.

Ever since he took command in his later years and went to Western Xinjiang, the old man has aged at a speed visible to the naked eye. This made Zhenhai King and Ximan King both worried from the bottom of their hearts, and then they all said:

"Brother Xu, you have to pay attention to your body."

"I know the old man's body well, and I can still resist it for the time being."

Xu Sheng responded softly, and then he stretched out his hand to fasten and smooth the plain mourning robes that he was wearing on his body one by one. The whole movement was meticulous. After finishing, he took the lead to step forward, towards the northern city gate outside the Bei'an Palace. Go, while the voice goes out:

"Among the supernatural powers of holding the sun in the realm of land immortals, the power erupted by the annihilation of the last great sun is beyond imagination, and its impact is far more profound than what everyone has seen. Above, all the ice on the ground or in the void evaporated and rose into the sky. Then, under the blowing of the north wind, the cold air turned into heavy snow and fell southward. heavy snow.

"That's why Bei'an Wang Jiangyu didn't dissipate directly. With his final glory, he melted into the billions of snowflakes in the world and sprinkled all over the northern territory he dedicated himself to. This is his last will. Then let me wait and go see him off for the last time!"

After Wei Guogong Xu Sheng's voice like the roar of a tiger rolled out, behind him were densely packed, and the Daxia officials standing in line took a step forward at the same time, and the entire endless sea of ​​plain clothes moved forward slowly.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to Tianmenguan Beicheng."

Inside the restaurant in the mountains, Liang Po's magnetic reminder sounded in Zhao Yu's ears, and then the young emperor who had been sitting in the restaurant for a long time nodded, got up slowly, and led a group of people slowly towards the door , and at the same time the faint imperial voice came out:

"I don't know if you have heard that there are eight sufferings in the world, birth is suffering, old age is suffering, sickness is suffering, death is suffering, love and separation are suffering, resentment and hatred are suffering, not getting what you want is suffering, and the five shades are blazing. The ancients once said that if you can fully understand Get rid of these eight sufferings, and you will immediately ascend to the Tao, this is an experience unique to our human race!"

After Zhao Yu's voice fell, everyone walked out of the gate of the restaurant and came to the large carriage. Just as he was about to board the carriage, Jiang Yue suddenly stopped, bowed solemnly to Zhao Yu, and said:

"Your Majesty, I have something to ask you."

"Go ahead, take this female shopkeeper of the restaurant in the mountains to the city wall to see Jiang Yu off for the last time."

Zhao Yu stepped into the carriage, leaving Huang Huangdi's voice around in place.

Chapter 1005

In the heavy snow of the Wangfu University Field, accompanied by the lit lights and the swaying plain onyx in the snow, at some point, there were already hundreds of thousands of people wearing white snow armor, which almost blended with the surrounding silver-white ground. After the soldiers of the Northern Army had completed their formation, they stood silently like statues.

These iron-blooded men of the northern army all looked mournful, biting their lips tightly, with a sad expression.

For a long time, Bei'an Wang Jiangyu, who single-handedly established the northern army, is the soul of this northern army. However, just like a beauty will turn gray, legends will inevitably end. The old Bei'an king released in the depths of the extreme northern snowfield All the officers and men of the Northern Army who fought in the snowy field saw it with their own eyes, and they will never forget it.

This is the glory that belongs to the old prince, and it is also the glory of the Northern Army!

While the heavy snow was whistling, the Tianmenhou Jiangqing, who was tall and straight and also in white armor, slowly walked towards the front of the northern army. He and Wang Jiangyu of Bei'an had the same seven-pointed faces when they were young, with a solemn face and eyes. There is a faint mourning color in the depths, and behind him, there are two equally tall and straight figures.

The appearances of the three people are all very imaginative, but the age span is relatively long. Then Jiang Qing turned his head slightly, asked a young man behind him, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Jiang Tu, this Marquis has been guarding the Arctic Boundary City these days. Although I don't know much about the Tianmen Pass, I know that His Majesty has already let Jiang Yue, the fourth son of the old man, come to Tianmen from Shenjing City. Shouling, now that the old man's funeral is coming, what about others?"

There was a hint of sternness in Tianmen Hou Jiangqing's questioning voice. In fact, the four heirs of King Bei'an except Shanzi met very few times on weekdays, and they were not familiar with each other. It can be said that Jiang Yue in the capital was brought up by Jiang Youtu. After hearing the words, Jiang Tu, who followed Tianmen Hou, thought for a while, and then responded:

"There was news from the White Emperor's Palace that His Majesty came to Tianmen Pass first, so Jiang Yue, as His Majesty's personal guard, should accompany His Majesty in Nancheng at this time."

"A few years ago, Ben Hou heard the news from Shenjing City, always saying that Jiang Yue was rebellious and caused a lot of trouble. Now that he has become a member of the Tianhui Army's taboos, it can be regarded as not giving me Jiang Yue. Shame, don't wait for him, let him come with His Majesty."

The still flat and stern voice came from Tianmen Hou Jiangqing's mouth, but what the two behind him didn't see was that there was a hint of relief in the eyes of this Iron-Blooded Marquis.

After about tens of breaths, the three of them stepped onto the general platform in front of the northern army formation. Immediately after, Jiang Qing looked around, raised his right fist slowly, and let out a roar that resounded through the sky:

"My father, King Bei'an, one of the three kings of Daxia, once said before his death that he wished his soul to be buried in the ice and snow of the northern border when he returned to the world, and he would be able to guard the northern territory of Daxia after his death. My father fulfilled his promise. , In the depths of the northern snowfield, it has turned into a big sun, today I am waiting for the northern army son, and I am here to send the commander this final journey."

After Jiang Qing's roar fell, he paused for a while, and continued to raise his head to let out a louder roar:

"Please wear my father's clothes!"

After the roar, all the northern soldiers below raised their hands and beat their chests at the same time, staring at the robes and crowns held by Jiang's children not far away from the palace. The robes were embroidered with divine birds, and the crowns were placed on the robes. A group of Jiang's disciples with solemn expressions flanked the road to escort them.

Then, as the eldest son, Jiang Qing stepped forward, took the crown and robe with both hands, his body was as straight as a pine, then turned around under the heavy snow, and walked out of Bei'an Palace step by step.

"The whole army listens to the order and queues up to see them off!"

A roar sounded from the northern army formation, and then the school captains lined up with the sergeants behind them, followed Jiang Qing and Jiang's children, and left silently outside the northern city of Tianmenguan.

In the entire world, apart from the sound of armor clashing from the soldiers walking, and the howling of the cold wind whistling with heavy snow above the sky, there was no other sound. Everyone held their breath and concentrated on seeing off in silence.

And when Jiang Qing and others approached the huge gate of Tianmenguan Beicheng with the clothes of Old Bei'an, the officials of Daxia who were waiting, led by Wei Guogong, King Zhenhai and King Ximan, turned into plain white rivers, silently Merge into the sea of ​​people seeing off.

"Open the city gate!"

Accompanied by a roar full of spirit, the extremely thick city gate on the city wall between the sky and the earth at Tianmenguan burst open. At the same time, deafening drums sounded from the city wall after another, tearing the entire sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Under the sound of the big drum, Tianmen closed the southern city. Regardless of men, women, or children, they all walked out of the houses and came to the snow-strewn street. Then they knelt silently and bowed deeply towards the dim northern sky. The southern city of Tianmenguan became quiet in an instant, and the extremely strong sadness was shrouded in the snow.

At the same time, on the high city wall of Tianmenguan, a carriage stopped silently. Beside the carriage, Zhao Yu and his party stood in the snow. At this time, the young emperor had already put on a solemn black robe, and looked down at the The city gate opened slowly below, with a calm and calm face on his face.

The thundering drums made the city wall where everyone was trembling slightly, and then on the city wall, a petite figure wrapped in a black robe looked at the person below who was held up by Jiang Qing, and gradually walked out of the crown robe outside the city wall of Tianmenguan. He raised his hand, covered his heart, squatted down slowly, and could no longer restrain himself, let out a mournful cry that pierced the sky.

This wailing, amidst the deafening drums, was so insignificant, but it was the intertwined love and hate of this storyteller in her life, and then Jiang Yue, who was standing beside the figure, sighed softly, tears also blurred the other eyes.

"Your Majesty, the hour of mourning has come."

Liang Po took out a pure black cloak from the carriage, and put it on Zhao Yu's body. After his voice fell, Zhao Yu nodded, and looked at the dragon-like see-off team in Tianmen Gorge ahead, his figure gradually disappeared into place .

But when Zhao Yu's emperor's shadow appeared again, it had already come to the forefront of everyone, like a smear of blackness, standing proudly on the plain white snowfield, instantly becoming the center of the world.

In the next moment, all the officials and soldiers of the northern army knelt down on one knee, and the whole seeing-off team turned over like a long dragon in an instant, and countless snow foams were startled silently, billowing in all directions.

Then Zhao Yu raised his hands and clenched his fists, beat his chest and marched in salute, the emperor's voice soared into the sky, resounding throughout the sky:

"Xueyuan is honored to bury his heart, his glory will last forever, and his will will never die. Send Bei'an Wang Jiangyu to the earth!"

After the young emperor's voice fell, everyone in Tianmen Gorge also clenched their fists and beat their chests, roaring to the sky, and the sound of mountains roaring and tsunami rose into the sky, lingering throughout the northern border of Great Xia:

"The glory will last forever, and the will will never die. I respectfully send His Royal Highness the King of Bei'an to the earth!"

Chapter 1006

In the small world of the floating island, one after another, the floating clouds carrying the craftsmen of Daxia shuttle back and forth between the sub-islands from the central floating island with a long white trajectory.

The craftsmen above the clouds, either holding a piece of extremely rare and precious material, or looking down at the drawings with densely packed symbols, seemed extremely busy, and once the floating clouds reached the main island, these people immediately jumped out, and their footsteps Hastily headed towards the huge monster at the corner of the island.

Because King Bei'an had a great funeral in the northern border today, the officials of the Ministry of Industry rushed to Tianmen Pass to see him off, so the number of craftsmen who originally climbed up and down like ants densely on the puppet of the Great Silver Mountain There were a lot fewer, only the disciples wearing the organ sect robes stepped on the flyover and entered the core of the puppet to continue exploring.

Compared with half a month ago, at this time, Yinshan Great Zun, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground like a giant of heaven and earth, was built with countless horizontal and vertical scaffolding, which was convenient for the artisans of the Ministry of Industry to stand on, and was used to rub the outline of the Great Zun. Great runes written for research.

"Senior Sister Xi, today the old Shangshu took the officials of the Ministry of Industry to the north, and specially gave everyone a day off. Don't you want to take a rest?"

At the entrance of the core on the chest of the Great Master Yinshan, a young voice of inquiry faintly rang out. After the voice fell, a handsome young man in a robe of the mechanism sect looked at the girl in red who walked out of the core in front of him, with a look of admiration in his eyes. After a flash, he continued to speak:

"Since Lord Yinshan came to this small world of the floating island, Senior Sister Xi, you haven't rested for almost a quarter of an hour. If this continues, your body will not be able to take it anymore, Senior Sister."

"I have my measure."

After the cold response came from the mouth of the red-clothed Xi Hongchen, the girl glanced at the young man in front of her, passed by directly, and walked out, but at the moment of passing by, the young man Turning around suddenly, he said loudly:

"Senior Sister, I heard that you are going to participate in the upcoming Imperial Examination of the Ministry of Industry, and I have also obtained the qualification to participate. If I win the imperial examination by luck, Senior Sister, can you give me a chance?"

But as soon as the young man's expectant voice fell, his complexion instantly became extremely gloomy, because the still cold response from the woman in red followed:

"cannot!"

At the end of the sound, Xi Hongchen stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward, and a huge machine bird flew directly from not far away, carrying the jumping girl in red with fluttering wings, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The flying speed of the mechanism bird is not slow, and the overall area of ​​the small world of the floating island is not large, so after a while, the stone statue tower that rises straight into the sky in the center of the small world of the floating island and the quaint and vast The temple will be greeted by the world of mortals.

Then the girl in red saw a small figure playing on the lawn not far from the Radiant Army's garrison. After the rest, the flying figure in the clothes of the world of mortals fell from the sky, and at the same time, a soft voice of inquiry came out:

"Pingping, your sister is going to Tianmenguan today, so you entrusted me to take care of you, but I forgot the time and missed the meal, have you eaten?"

The voice of Xi Hongchen fell, and the little girl Man Pingping, who was playing on the lawn with the little pig Man Beast Ball, showed a smile, raised her finger and pointed not far away, and responded crisply:

"Sister Xi, I've already eaten. Sister Hongdou gave me some."

Xi Hongchen turned around slightly after hearing the words, followed Man Pingping's fingers, and saw three petite figures sitting side by side outside the house not far away, and then there was a strange color on the former's extremely beautiful face, and he usually looked at the small world. She is no stranger to everything inside, and knows that these three people come from the legendary land of great mystery, named Hongdou, Gu and Guo.

Not far from Tianhui's residence in the small world, there are three individually built houses. Although nothing special can be seen on the surface, at least one practitioner of the Great Xia Angry Beast Army shrouds their spiritual consciousness every moment. Here, it is used as a warning.

On the threshold of one of the rooms, Hong Dou, a young girl who changed into clean and tidy clothes and was no longer sallow and emaciated due to hunger, held her delicate face in both hands and said softly:

"Gu, you can speak clearly. My sister who lied to me before was so miserable. Why don't you talk now? Talk to me quickly. I am very worried about grandpa and the clansmen. I know you are very smart. Let me talk to my sister. What should I do when I get down?"

After the girl Hongdou finished speaking, she turned her head to look at the little doll Gu who was sitting quietly beside her, but the latter was still looking forward without saying a word, then Hongdou reached out and pampered Gu's head, just Wanting to continue speaking, suddenly the whole body trembled subconsciously, because an extremely abrupt creak sounded from behind.

Hongdou hurriedly turned around and looked back, only to find that the door of the room behind her was always open, and the door of another room not far behind was opened strangely.

Then the girl's expression changed slightly, because she clearly remembered that Man Yuanyuan, who had brought her here before, had told her that the people living in these houses were beings who couldn't come out, or didn't want to come out.

Thinking of this, Hongdou hurriedly stood up, stretched out her hands to protect her younger siblings behind her, and stared intently at the dark door in front of her, unable to see clearly the inside.

"Ta, ta, ta!"

The sound of light footsteps came from the house, and the person who came walked slowly, as if they were carrying thousands of heavy burdens, and then a tall shadow appeared from the house, Hongdou swallowed subconsciously, and took a step back with her siblings.

After a few breaths, the figure stepped out from the room. Hongdou's eyes widened, her red lips parted slightly, and she stammered:

"Dragon, dragon, there are dragons!"

As the figure walked out, a corner of the entire small world suddenly had an extremely rich golden light emitting outwards, and under the dim sunlight, circles of dazzling halos were reflected.

These golden lights came from the densely packed dragon scales, and then the whole body, even the face, was covered by dragon scales. The two dragon horns on the top of the head soared into the sky, and the whole body that swelled outward stood in place blankly, golden There was a deep sadness in his eyes.

He didn't look at the horrified Hongdou and the others in front of him, nor at Xi Hongchen who was rushing to the side after seeing the situation, but turned around and looked to the north, knelt down slowly, kowtowed to the ground, and uttered a sob and mournful cry:

"My father, let's go."

In the 90th year of the Daxia calendar, on April 23, on the top of the Shiwanda Mountains where Bingzhou, Ganzhou, and Tianmenguan are located in the north of Daxia, there was heavy snow flying, and in the midst of the heavy snow, the Bei'an Wangjiang Jade Clothes Tomb stood outside the north city wall of Tianmenguan .

Great Xia Fuyao brought all the civil and military officials of the imperial court and hundreds of thousands of northern army soldiers to see King Bei'an off. The team stretched for hundreds of miles without end. The whole country mourned him.

Later, a storyteller commented on Bei'an's death, saying:

"All the brothels in the city are closed, and young women cry for them."

Chapter 1007 The meeting of the wind and clouds

Outside the door of the small world of the floating island, under the influence of Shanzi's mournful cry, after a long time, the girl Hongdou still buried her head in sobbing, and her whole shoulders shook up and down with crying.

"Sister Hongdou, why are you crying?"