Twilight War

·Old almanac

Perhaps God has long forgotten the human clan, but human beings remember their own history.

But sometimes they want to forget something deliberately, and they leave those things out of the history books.But the people on this land remember the past scenes like a canyon in a thunderstorm.

Just as they later called that young man the Divine Phoenix Tyrant, he did not have his own title of emperor or temple.He didn't even start his own dynasty.Historians deny that he was once the ruler of the land.

They didn't even dare to record his name in the history books, they were afraid that his name would burn the whole volume of Danqing.

But after he left, people still called him the monarch, but they all said he was the Divine Phoenix Tyrant of Donghuang.

And in the west, people called him the Twilight Lord, and they said that the bloody dusk came because of him.

He is a king that has not been recorded in the history books of the Eastern Continent, but for the people of the Western Continent, if they can name a king of the Eastern Huang, it can only be the Twilight Monarch.

Divine Phoenix bird, seeing it will bring peace to the world.

That young man came for peace, but in the end people gave him the name of a tyrant.

When he was in Chang'an, the city was full of red bones and flowers, huge winged snakes hovered in the sky, and the ministers in scarlet clothes trembled even when they knelt down.

However, the only time when Emperor Liaoye talked about the Divine Phoenix Tyrant with the people around him was that he was just too merciful.

—— "Twilight Old Calendar III"

Chapter 79 The Hall of Brightness

The hall of the bright hall is where humans, gods and beasts live together.

01

In the dark depression of Kuafu Mountain, six people stared at each other with big eyes.

"No, Zhou Chushen, can you be more reliable!" Huang Xuanjin squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Chushen, "See for yourself where you brought it!"

"Does this place seem like a place where there can be an underground palace? Who can build a tomb here? I haven't learned Feng Shui much, but I have also read a lot of Taoist scriptures with three caves, four supplements and twelve categories. Build a tunnel in this place." I'm afraid it will collapse."

He turned his head and looked at the dug mountain full of potholes and long holes. Under the moonlight, the entire Kuafu Mountain looked like sugar cubes eaten by worker ants.

"The text on the document is inherently obscure, and I only have the same skills in geomancy. I have tried my best to find this place." Zhou Chu folded his arms and did not even look at Huangxuan Jin.

"What's the use of me taking you! I might as well take my uncle! After all, he has learned the art of geomancy seriously." Huang Xuanjin roared.

"Master Si is gone, so who should make the decision on the hundreds of official documents in this huge court? Could it be that General Huangxuan wants Emperor Nanhe to personally review the memorials."

"Forget it, I don't believe I can't find this Huayin Underground Palace." Huang Xuanjin pulled the scroll in Zhou Chushen's hand, "Red Fire Ant, light the lamp!"

"This book says that you need to watch the moonlight." Zhou Chushen looked at Huangxuan Jin with a frown of disgust.

"Who knew that the mountains 400 years ago were different from what they are now, even the moon is different!" Huang Xuanjin retorted.

The red fire ants lifted the lamp in front of Huangxuan Jin and twisted the filament in the lacquered copper kerosene lamp. The molten gold-like light instantly illuminated the huge iron-blue mountain, and also illuminated the huge wilderness behind the boy where Kuafu died. The mines are like huge scars gouged out by the human race. Under the light of molten gold, the silver of the great abyss slowly flows along the mountain, like the blood shed from Kuafu.

Huang Xuanjin flipped through the scroll in his hand, pretending to be mystical and read: "Cough, heaven and earth, the thief of all things, all things, the thief of man, the thief of man and everything!"

"Qi rides on the wind and disperses, and boundary water stops. The ancients gather it so that it does not disperse, and when it moves it makes it stop. Therefore, it is called Fengshui. The method of Fengshui is to get water first, and to store wind second."

"Boss, I'm hungry." The red fire ant said in a muffled voice while holding the kerosene lamp.

"It's okay, I won't be hungry if I die here soon." Huang Xuanjin said.

"General Huangxuan, you can read the "Yin Talisman" and "The Burial Sutra", which are used to select the cemetery." Zhou Chushen bowed and said respectfully.

"It's all about geomanticism! What's the difference! Didn't Fengshui have to be considered in the construction of such a big underground palace in Qiankun Academy?" Huang Xuanjin patted the scroll in his hand and said.

"Right, brother." Huang Xuanjin looked back at Vehipel who had not spoken.

At the edge of the light, Wisipel slowly opened his eyes, black feathers fell into the molten gold light, and countless black crow shadows shuttled around the iron-blue mountain.

He was wearing a silver official uniform, and the cloud crane with dark patterns was illuminated in the light.

"I know where the Huayin Underground Palace is."

He said.

Huangxuanjin looked at Wisper, and then looked back at Zhou Chushen, "Look, this is a profession!"

"The whole mountain, the whole mountain was hollowed out from the inside, and then a huge wall was poured with bronze inside." Wihipel retracted the black crows, and the blue eyes were like Ice burns in fire.

The phantom feathers of those crows turned into bronze ridges and machine extensions that had been operating for centuries in the mountains in front of him.

"The emperor's blood enters, and the mountain gate opens." Wihipel said, "Those crows told me."

"Perhaps we should bring Long Chengyu here." Huang Xuanjin said with a frown.

"Maybe it could be your blood." Wisipel drew a line on his right ring finger with the dagger in his hand, then raised his head to look at the moon in the sky.

The light in the kerosene lamp is uncertain.

When the moonlight was three minutes into the mountain, Vihipel dripped Huangxuanjin's blood into the soil.

Under the lamp of molten gold, blood fell into the mountain.

For a moment, it seemed that the whole mountain was roaring, and the sound of countless bronze hanging bells echoed around them.It was as if the ancient priests were sent from the end of the billowing dust, and the red-painted witches shook the bronze hanging bells in their hands before the ceremony of welcoming the gods.

The countless ruined potholes on Kuafu Mountain have now become the wind tunnel of the bronze bells. Those Lingyue bells and the echoes in the wind tunnel are superimposed on everything, like thousands of people playing a magnificent chapter.

Huangxuanjin looked back at Kuafu Mountain behind him like a giant waking up, the layered rocks were peeling off like a giant shaking off the centuries-old dust on his body.

A huge bronze gate appeared.

——Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of gates on the top of the mountain are opened one after another.

He originally thought that there was only luxury and beauty in this sentence, but when he saw several huge bronze doors in Kuafu Mountain opened in front of him one by one, he realized the grandeur and majesty in this sentence.

How should we welcome God!

Cinnamon wine and pepper paste, long sword Yuer?

No!This bronze gate hall should be used, a sacrificial place carved out of a mountain!He seems to have seen the king in the cloud riding a divine chariot, and the dragon driving the emperor surrendered in this mountain.

The mouths of the fire ants and the belly-cut snakes seem to be able to lay down an egg.

"Boss, you Donghuang people are still capable of tossing around." The belly-cut snake said.

Even with Zhou Chushen's long-sleeved face facing the wind, he couldn't help looking up and admiring.

"So do we still have to climb up?" Huang Xuanjin looked up at the top of the mountain and sighed a little.

Every bronze door is painted with gorgeous decorations, as if depicting something.

"Leopard tail, tiger teeth, whistling, fluffy hair and wearing a hoop." Huang Xuanjin looked at the decoration on the door, "It should be the Queen Mother of the West bestowing longevity."

"Then will there be an elixir of life here?" Hui Wei turned his head to look at Huang Xuan Jin and asked, he never talked much, but Huang Xuan Jin knew that he was actually interested in these myths and legends like a child.

"Probably not, this kind of thing is just for fun. Just like our Huangxuan family used to have Xing Tianwu's relatives on the left, and Huangxuan Liyu's white clothes crossing the river in blood on the right. That painting style, Huang There is no difference between Xuan Liyu's painting and Xing Tian's painting except for multiple heads, as if two people could die hand in hand in Changyang Mountain. Uncle Bi Fang always thought that the painting of Xing Tian Wu's relatives was also a patriarch of our family, and he lamented to me that the emperor The Xuan family is truly a hero!"

Wisipel reached out and stopped Huangxuan Jin who was walking forward while looking at the inscription on the bronze door.

Huangxuan Jin turned his head and looked forward. There were tall bronze terracotta warriors lined up on both sides of the broad mountain road. They were engraved with hideous taotie patterns on their bodies. They bowed their heads and held axes half kneeling on both sides, as if they were welcoming someone.

A clear bronze hanging bell sounded, and then the bronze terracotta warriors slowly raised their heads. The moment they raised their heads, their eyes suddenly ignited a blue-white flame, and then the bells rang chaotically!

Everyone subconsciously put their hands on their weapons, except Zhou Chushen who knew at a glance that he was powerless.

The copper axes in the hands of those bronze terracotta warriors have long been corroded, but even if they are hit by such things, half of their lives will be lost.

Gray Tail stepped on the back of the terracotta warrior before the huge guy stood up, and stabbed fiercely towards the back of the terracotta warrior!

However, the sword in his hand was broken abruptly.The huge monster ignored the monkey crawling on it, and slowly got up.

Huiwei grabbed the shoulder of the terracotta warrior to prevent himself from falling, "There are no traps behind it!"

He shouted at Huangxuan Jin.

At the end of the mountain road, countless bronze hanging bells hang down from the huge sacred tree and collide with the vibration of the terracotta warriors standing up.

"Wait here." Huang Xuanjin turned his head and said to the others, and then ran towards the end of the mountain road, the heavy copper ax rubbed against his body and fell!

Zhou Chushen was so startled that he stretched out his hand in the direction where Huangxuanjin was running, and the belly-cut snake quickly pulled Zhou Chushen's hand back, "Hey, if you want to die, let our boss go alone, don't rush to die with that guy ah!"

The earth was trembling and roaring, like a drum being beaten.

Gray Tail was thrown to the ground by the bronze terracotta warriors under him, and the bronze axe of the terracotta warriors was raised in front of him. Wisipel leaned over to pass through the terracotta warriors, and then grabbed Gray Tail by the collar and threw him on the ground. Passed the last bronze door.

Huangxuan Jin supported the knee of a bronze terracotta warrior, and then jumped over the falling copper axe.

He is like a bird flying among rhinos.

The blue-white eyes of the terracotta warriors burned in the dimly lit mountain path.

Those terracotta warriors twisted their bodies and dropped the copper axe in their hands again. Huang Xuanjin jumped on the copper axe and stepped on the back of the terracotta warriors.

He jumped off the last terracotta warrior and landed on the sacred wood altar.

After he fell, those terracotta warriors still surrounded the altar, but they did not dare to invade here.

Huang Xuanjin stared at the bronze terracotta warriors, one by one tore off the slender copper chains tied with the hanging bells on the sacred tree.

He touched those copper chains, which are the first mountain of copper, indestructible.

He flicked the copper chain in his hand, fixed his eyes on the terracotta warriors, and spun the hanging bell, like a hunter going to catch an eagle.

The boy took a step forward and left the shelter of the altar.

The heavy copper ax fell to him, and he threw out the copper chain in his hand. The copper chain was wrapped around the axe. He jumped onto the back of another terracotta warrior, and then wrapped the copper chain around the neck of the terracotta warrior. After the copper bell was tied in a knot, he jumped down and brought the copper chain in the middle down.

The copper battleaxes of the terracotta warriors and the other terracotta warriors were entangled together, and they all fell to the ground with heavy crashing sounds.

He walked and jumped among the huge terracotta warriors, and threw out the copper chains one by one. The bodies of those terracotta warriors and the copper ax were entangled by the copper chains, and the huge bodies collided and fell to the ground.

He was like the lasso man on those boats in Donghuang, putting the rope on the pole on the shore.

Those terracotta warriors suddenly started roaring, and the copper bells vibrated, they got angry!

"Avoid!" Vehipel screamed, throwing the silver spear in his hand behind Huangxuan Jin.

The silver bullet was like a shooting star, it hit the terracotta warrior behind Huangxuan Jin who had broken free from the chain.

In an instant, ice-cracked lines spread along the bronze armor.

However, the copper chains on more terracotta warriors were suddenly shaken off!

"what!"

They roar!

The copper axes slashed at Huangxuan Jin's head!

He has nowhere to hide!

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"What are you doing!"

Suddenly, from behind the sacred tree came a somewhat comical voice full of anxiety and sorrow, like a clown trying to persuade a fight on a stage.But those axes stagnated in mid-air with the sound!

The flames in their eyes were still burning but they stopped moving, as if someone had suddenly pressed the closing mechanism.

A one-foot-high bronze standing statue slid out from behind the sacred tree ridiculously. Compared with those huge terracotta warriors, he only reached human knees, and he could almost slide through their groin.But the expression on its face is vivid, although it is just a few engraved inscriptions.

He raised his bronze arm in grief, "Look, look, what have you all done!"

"Master Huangxuan will be angry when he sees it!"

Everyone looked at Huangxuan Jin who was trapped by the copper axe. His movements were weird but he didn't dare to move at all. He also twitched the corners of his mouth quite stiffly when he heard the title of Master Huangxuan.

"This...isn't it my ancestral property?"

The bronze standing figure deftly passed through the chopped copper axe and the calves of the terracotta warriors, and turned anxiously beside Huangxuan Jin, "Get away, get away! Do you not want to live?"

It stretched out its arms and shook anxiously, like an eunuch who saw the Jinwu guard disrespecting the emperor who was visiting in private.

Those copper axes were removed from the top of Huangxuan Jin's head, and he sighed in shock in the shadow of the axes.

The bronze villain sniffed Huangxuanjin's ring finger, the wound cut by Vichypel hadn't healed yet, "You bleed the emperor's blood, but are you the heir of Lord Huangxuan?"

"Master Huangxuan you are talking about?"

"Lord Huangxuan is naturally Huangxuan Xilian, the patriarch of the Huangxuan family in the south of the Yangtze River." The bronze man bowed respectfully and said, "I am the guardian beast of this bright hall. They usually call me the bronze ghost."

"My name is Huangxuan Jin." The boy said, he only said his own name.

"Where is this place?" Wihipel walked to Huangxuan Jin and lowered his head to ask the bronze ghost.

"This is the sacrificial place of the Huangxuan family." The bronze imp spread his arms no more than a foot long, behind him the sacred tree swaggered, and thousands of hanging bells rang.

"The place of worship of the Huangxuan family is in Jinling." Huangxuan Jin said.

"You juniors don't know what happened in the past." The bronze ghost's tone was a little sad.

"When I was here, it was the year after Dansulph's catastrophe. Hundreds of beasts roamed freely. Even in the streets and alleys of Chang'an, strange beasts often appeared. Therefore, Lord Huangxuan and the Qiankun Academy spent several years to wipe out the strange beasts. The pavilion of the bright hall is used to suppress it."

They followed behind the bronze ghost. The bronze ghost walked through a narrow bronze door with its hands in its hands, and everyone had to bend down and get through.

From time to time, white steam would come out of the machine behind the bronze ghost, like a moving copper pot, but the bronze ghost held its sleeves and closed its eyes, and it seemed that the bronze ghost regarded itself as a fairy riding clouds and fog.

"As for me, I have guarded here for 400 years. I count the bronze beasts and bronze terracotta warriors in the Beast Garden every day, as well as bronze horses and bronze lamps...in case they run out of the mountain without permission and damage the Huangxuan family. Your majesty." The bronze ghost raised his head and glanced at the bronze horses on both sides of the road, looking a bit like the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"Won't you be bored?" Graytail asked.

"I used to count the stars in the sky every day at the Lingtai in Chang'an." The bronze ghost turned and said to Huiwei, then turned back and continued to slide forward in the steam behind him.

"Fortunately, I want to count the bronze terracotta warriors again today. If they run out, they will really annoy the Huangxuan family." The bronze ghost said.

"Has anything ever escaped before?" Graytail continued.

"In the past 400 years, there has not been a single case." The bronze ghost said.