Mountains and seas can be flat

It was decided in an instant.He wants to save people.Fang Zheng thought to himself, it turned out that it was not difficult to make a choice.As his mind turned, the golden flower that had absorbed the essence of water left the branch and floated down slowly, emitting a soft light in the air.

The flowers bloom and wither, and the flowers fall and bear fruit.A golden fruit emerges from the place where the petals leave the branch. It is as plump as a peach and about the size of a fist——"In the place chosen by heaven, the three-bead tree will bear fruit"—so it is.His heart is devoted to the world, he made such a choice, he is recognized as the emperor, and the fruit of the three bead tree is not a coincidence.It happened to be able to fulfill Fang Zheng's wish.

Fang Zheng thought, Xiaofeng, take this fruit as a gift and coffin from me.Fang Zheng whispered to Heilong, "Eat the fruit now." He didn't say the subtext: Xiaofeng, I still want to see you as a human again before sinking into the darkness forever.It is a gift to restore you to a human body; it is a coffin to let you live alone in the world after witnessing all this.It's all out of my selfishness, isn't your brother Zheng being too capricious?

The black dragon obeyed Fang Zheng's words unconditionally, controlled the stretching body to squeeze into the three-bead tree trunk, raised its neck and swallowed the golden fruit.Snow-white light emitted from the black dragon's body, and the scattered snow-white dust particles gradually condensed into the shape of a human body in the air.Its huge body disappeared, and a naked boy appeared on the ground, as if fished out of the water.The horns on the top of the head have not faded, and there are dragon scale patterns on the limbs and arms.The left arm has also been reshaped, and there are no more wings made of bones and bones on the body.It's just that the wound on the little finger hasn't healed yet, it's where the bone was scratched just now.

Zifeng's signature big almond-shaped eyes and sharpened chin have not changed at all.The fruit of the three-bead tree was swallowed whole and he didn't feel any taste, but warmth slowly ignited in his heart, continuously counteracting the violence and irritability in his flesh and blood that insisted on turning into a beast. He had never felt this kind of calmness, composure, A feeling of tranquility.

Zifeng suddenly raised his head, looked around and shouted: "Brother Zheng!" He had memories of everything before, but he was irrational when he turned into a dragon and beast.Naturally know what happened at this moment.Zifeng quickly reached out to catch the golden flower that was still floating in the air, it landed lightly in Zifeng's palm, and he held it reverently, like a fragile object that would fall apart at the touch of a touch.

Fang Zheng's consciousness stared at the young man who had recovered his human form in the void, and said with a smile in his voice, "That's great."

Hearing Fang Zheng's voice, Zifeng said pleasantly, "Brother Zheng, let's go! I can change into a human or a dragon now, and I won't be ignorant anymore. I'll take you away! Let's go to a place where no one is around. Watching you slowly, with this water essence, you will be able to condense back to your body sooner or later. We will never and never separate."

The little golden flower that Zifeng was holding in both hands floated away from between his fingers and fell leisurely to the ground.Zifeng quickly bent down to pick it up again, and the flowers floated out of his palm again, as if he wanted to leave his palm on purpose.The golden flower began to slowly sink to the ground.It is like a transparent veil that can pass through physical obstacles.

Zifeng's eyes widened. He had just dug up a bit of soil when he suddenly realized that there was an abyss below, and the safe space that the keel blasted out was only this square inch.Zifeng couldn't help but shouted anxiously: "Brother Zheng! Brother Zheng! What are you doing?"

Fang Zheng sighed: "Do one thing...a thing that is the opposite of abandoning the king."

Zifeng raised his head suddenly and saw the black mist in the form of Abandoned Jun still hovering in the air, and Xi Yuan was also rushing up unstoppably, and immediately comprehended Fang Zheng's intentions, tearing his heart and lungs, tears streaming down his face: "Brother Zheng! You promised Mine! In the Shoutong Mountain, where the master lives, you promised me to go back with me! You let these people die, you are worthy of them, what about me?! The Yellow Emperor’s Yinglong was blown in Jianmu, you But I am not allowed to sacrifice. What about yourself? Why did you give me this fruit. I would rather not understand anything, if you are gone, it is no different from killing me, you know it!"

Fang Zheng felt sore and lacked confidence: "Xiaofeng, if you can't do what you promised, I'm sorry for you. But I...I'd rather be sorry for you. You, don't cry."

Across the void, he wanted to touch Zifeng's head, but it was just the wind that swayed the leaves.The sound of leaves is loud, the wind is the carrier of the best and the worst... Rootless and bodyless, a canopy that turns according to the wind... Fang Zheng said lightly: "Xiao Feng, you should be free, let's go... no People can stop you, you don't need to bear it."

Zifeng's hands trembled, and he recalled the same sentence "Don't cry" that Fang Zheng said a few years ago on the top of the Cangwu Abyss. .It turned out that after so long, he still couldn't hold it.Insisting on drifting away from the palm, the golden flower has already settled below the root system of the three-bead tree... Fang Zheng said that Zifeng is his little treasure, is he just a little treasure?

Zifeng's heart was in severe pain, and no matter how much warmth the three-bead tree fruit released in his heart, it couldn't heal. He clenched his fist tightly, his teeth were clenched, and he called his name with tears in his eyes, "Fang Zheng! At that time you Said that I will remember this name until I die - this is what you want? You deliberately let me face all this, how can I be free. Tell me, what else do you entrust. Your Chinese, your Qinglongling , you are the great cause of the well-being of the world and the happiness of all the people!" He roared, tears rolling down his face.

The golden flower is still falling, passing through the soil debris layer like nothing, has fallen into the soil several feet deep, and started to pass through the middle area of ​​the abyss, but it cannot be "traded" and merged at this time, just like a box of unfinished Kaifeng delicacies.It still has to go down, sinking deep enough, far enough, enough for the abyss to sink back...and then "open the lid", so that the "fragrance" of the water essence can be released.Bring Xie Yuan down.

Fang Zheng's consciousness can still float on the ground temporarily, but he also feels more and more that the source of power is moving away. He wants to seize the opportunity to apologize, but he feels that it is meaningless.What people seek when they apologize is peace of mind.After all, Fang Zheng already understood when he made his choice. Since he is a villain here at Zifeng, if he still wants to set up a memorial archway, it would be too hypocritical and cruel. How can he deserve it?

"Xiao Feng, I really want to entrust those to you. Even if you feel bored, at least you can raise a suitable person to grow up. Your 'little master' has good qualifications... I know you don't like these. But for me, you have to Do it, don't be willful, and don't hide from the world and sleep."

"Understood, Brother Zheng." Zifeng burst into tears, "Is it like this, I can often dream of you."

Fang Zheng's voice finally choked up, "It's not just a dream. The legends in the world after this are all about you and me." His voice has become softer and lighter, and Gein Jinhua has sunk deep into the ground.The lingering sound gradually disappeared.

"Brother Zheng! Brother Zheng!" Zifeng asked again and again, but there was no answer.He sat down at the root of the tree trunk, staring blankly at the sky with a blank expression.

Three pairs of golden tassel-like dragon wings spread out from Zifeng's back shoulder blades "swiping the ground", leading his figure to rise.His Fusang bow and arrow were tied with golden luan heart strings, and at this moment, the blood-dark stream was lingering. He drew the bow and drew the strings, as round as a full moon, aiming at the cloud of black mist surrounded by the abandoned king, and shot with all his strength.Containing the dragon's breath, a blow with the power of Fusang Arrowwood and Jinluan's heartstrings is like venting anger.The arrow pierced through the black mist, twisted a few times, split into many strands, and drifted around.The power of water essence will not disappear, it is the basis for the generation and change of all things.Zifeng knew he couldn't get rid of it, but he had to vent.

At this time, it had risen to a height of three or four feet, but the abyss, which was worthy of burying people, stopped its upward momentum and began to slowly descend.Naturally, it sensed the purer and sweeter power of the golden flower that attracted it deeply and absorbed the essence of water, calling it and luring it.In comparison, those wisps of black mist in the air are like tasteless chicken ribs.It no longer wants to go up.

Xiyuan receded faster than it rose up.All the people and animals suffocated in the vacuum, twisted and swelled into purple faces.More than tens of thousands of people are like drowning people touching the air and grabbing straws.He gasped for breath.In the end, even Da Xiezhi, who was temporarily suffocated and passed out, regained his breathing. Although it was very weak, it could be saved.At first, the inside of Bingyi cavity was squeezed due to the disappearance of the air, almost crushing some people, but fortunately, soon everyone survived the catastrophe, and it didn't matter if they swayed here and there.They had hopelessly thought that their entire army would be wiped out in the disaster, and now they don't know if the disaster is over.They all discussed anxiously.

Zifeng flew six-winged with his back at Qinglongling High School, aiming at all directions and shooting the farthest arrows. Each arrow was attached with a sound transmission of the dragon's breath - "You can come back now".The voice of the power of the dragon's breath is like Hong Zhong Dalu, majestic and cold, making them terrified.They missed Patriarch Fang's voice, which was approachable without losing prestige.The people wanted to hear Patriarch Fang's voice, and their hearts could be completely relieved... But from the beginning to the end, they only heard the orders of the envoys, and they were very afraid of the envoys.They dare not approach him.But they know that the envoy is very reliable, and they must listen to what he says.

"Come back, and then you will know what he has done for you." Zifeng said coldly.

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A huge long stele stands beside the lake in the center of Qinglongling.It is said to be a monument, but it is actually a long column with a height of more than [-] meters.It looks like a towering giant tree.If it is built by manpower, tens of thousands of slaves will be mobilized.But this stele did not consume any human labor.It was Zifeng who took the shape of a giant dragon and transported earth and rocks from the East China Sea to build it by himself.He doesn't like to take human form.Usually, it is placed on the stele in the largest form of a black dragon.As long as he blows his nose and shakes his dragon beard, the people around him will be silent.The function of surrounding the lake as a "commercial area" gradually moved to a more peripheral place.The Three Beads Tree, Bingyi Lake, and the Giant Dragon Monument gradually became a depressing yet sacred place in the Chinese territory.Usually few people approach.This did not prevent Zifeng from transmitting the sound to them, as long as Longyin was with them, they could hear it no matter how far away it was more than ten miles away.

Of course, the tribesmen would also come to commemorate Patriarch Fang under the dragon tablet. This was the only "ceremony" that the envoys asked them to perform regularly.They still call Fang Patriarch out of habit, but in the distant lands of Xiazhu, Badian, Zujiang, and Yuyiyuan, the officials who tie ropes or carve bark have strictly followed Zifeng's requirements—records are called "Dijun" ".Who doesn't admit it?The tail of the black dragon that seemed to support the sky flicked, and half of the city wall of Xiazhu Yanglun City collapsed.Peng Meng was finally beaten and bedridden, he was already very old.In addition, another Bingfenglong flew out of Jianmu.Although it is not as big as the Black Dragon, it is at the borders of the previous four countries every day-now they are naturally under the control of Qinglongling, and various places are merging frictions, and sealing the dragon is a deterrent existence to maintain security and stability.Where in the world is there any power to counter it?

The people of Qinglongling are actually not used to it.Zifeng's style is too domineering and arbitrary.He couldn't carry out many of the ruling ideas left by Patriarch Fang as easily as Patriarch Fang.Fortunately, most of the foundations have been laid very well, and the official system in various places is gradually getting on the right track——Fang Zheng's foreshadowing is for them to operate properly autonomously, so as to achieve the state of "doing nothing".

Zifeng basically does not interfere with common affairs, nor does he ask for money from the people.He is like a giant sword hanging over everyone's head, and the targets are monsters that occasionally appear in the populated world.He only said a few words of "guidance" occasionally.If anyone causes trouble, he will violently suppress it.The crushing of his absolute power may not be a stable and thriving social structure, but the short-term maintenance of stability is very effective.

The only time the people saw Zifeng in human form was to teach Xiao Taifeng how to practice archery.Children who are only two or three years old have so many training items. After five or six years old, they are sent everywhere to learn common things, and they are thrown to those Xiazhu officials or Yuyi witch chiefs. The ruthless master - who is called an angel is not a human being.But thanks to the envoys, the monsters wandering within the four realms did not cause much damage to the people. All those who escaped before were thrown into the Weak Water Dragon one after another by the envoys and Binglong.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, there will be dragon roars from the giant dragon stele, which are deep, hoarse and penetrating.Some people said that it was the sound of a dragon weeping, but no one dared to see if it was lying there and shedding tears.The tribe couldn't help crying for the patriarch Fang until a long time later, let alone the envoy who has always had a good relationship with the patriarch?Every time they heard its meaningful voice, their eyes would turn red.The black dragon seemed extremely irritable and couldn't get rid of it. They didn't dare to fool him, because although the envoy was impatient with so many things, he was extremely smart, and any filth rarely escaped his eyes.He still has so many means to really know.They even rumored that the envoys of the gods are smarter than Xiezhi, and as soon as a person speaks, he knows whether he is lying or lazy when doing things.Although the facts have not been verified, most people are convinced.

The people still miss Patriarch Fang in private, and they were heard by the envoy several times.At first, the people were a little scared, Xia Zhu's experienced officials were superficially discussing about the emperor and the courtiers.Unexpectedly, the envoys were happier hearing them praise and discuss Fang Zheng than they were praising him.That day Zifeng asked them to talk for a long time on the Dragon Monument about how wise and powerful the patriarch Fang is, and he repeated it over and over again, which made their mouths dry.From then on, the envoy would let them come every few days and talk about everything related to Fang Zheng.Well said, with a flick of the dragon's tail, it can be a treasure or panacea from the East China Sea.For the Chinese people, this is really a pleasant and painful burden-someone was asked to talk for a whole day and night.The worst part was that the envoy seemed to be dreaming for a while, and his eyes were closed.He was not allowed to stop, he had to listen to it in his dreams.

There is only one house made of volcanic rock beside the giant dragon tablet, which is the living place from the front.Heilong moved it together with two square acres of land from Shuihuoquan, keeping the original appearance.Occasionally, Zifeng would transform into a human form and lie inside.However, as long as you see those peony flowers, Fangzheng's change of clothes, half-brewed wine, foxtail and millet grass that are growing gratifyingly in the field.Zifeng would almost suffocate, couldn't take it anymore, and had no choice but to rush out, coiled into a giant dragon, and squeezed hard on the huge stone pile that was more than [-] meters high.There will be Fang Zheng's faint smell in the house, which will further highlight the emptiness on the empty monument - if Fang Zheng has some souvenirs, it won't be like this.Human so-called "bury in the ground" has bones.Even if it burns, there are embers.Shrinking into a small flower is already too much, and it has sunk to the bottom of the abyss, thousands of feet away...

——Brother Zheng, you are so cruel that you don't even leave me a speck of dust.