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The first side of the fifth floor.The headmaster stood on the ruins.Holding a ball of light in hand.The surrounding disciples cheered.

But this accounted for the vast majority of the picture is not the point, the point is the upper right corner of the blue sky background, painted with a golden eye, sharp, cold, with the chill of death, not much ink but very vivid, overlooking the proud The master and the cheering disciples.Ming Huang only glanced at it, and was so shocked that his soul would go out of his body, he hurriedly looked away and looked to the second side.

On the second side is a dragon, a giant dragon that has no flesh and blood but can soar in the nine heavens. Its eyes are burning gold, which is exactly the same as the eyes on the first wall.

Ming Huang looked more and more familiar, and couldn't believe it in his heart.He peeked at Zhang Qingyang's face, but he didn't respond, and his eyes were empty, as if he didn't care about the content of the mural.He had no choice but to say: "Zhang Qingyang, look at this painting, does it look like Wan Xinyuan's end?"

Zhang Qingyang's tone was flat: "That's right."

Ming Huang's mind was in a mess for a moment, all kinds of doubts came to his mind, but he couldn't understand it.Just keep reading.

The third wall draws a picture of plum blossoms. The branches of the plum tree are full of backbone and stretched well, and a tree is full of bright red plums that are so bright that they are so dazzling that they are like blood. It caused great resentment to the painter.

Ming Huang knew at a glance that the deceased had clashed with Hexuanzong, and the final result was that Hexuanzong suffered heavy casualties. The artist was so proud of being a member of Hexuanzong, so he naturally refused to directly depict the tragedy of failure, so he used Kazuki Like blood red plum instead.

What about the hundred Mahayana pinnacles that were agreed upon, and the ten Zhenzong immortal artifacts?Could it be that thousands of people can't beat a skeleton?Ming Huang murmured inwardly: The ancients would also brag, and riding in ancient times meant Chinese cabbage!

The fourth mural is a large area of ​​gloomy black, and a halo is dimly painted in the upper left corner, and a few people are sitting vaguely in the halo.Standing in the lower right corner is a well-dressed man, who is the current head in front of him. He looks up at the halo figure, and he should be talking to them.

He Xuanzong couldn't hold it anymore, and asked for help from the immortals who had already ascended.

On the fifth wall, Hexuanzong combined 99 magic treasures of the cave world with the spiritual veins of the earth to form an array. The cave world put heavy treasures, and combined the power of the cave world, heavy treasures, and the spiritual veins of the earth, they successfully suppressed the dead and sealed the underground. Thirty thousand feet.The spiritual veins of the earth were suppressed, and the spiritual energy decreased year by year. The original lush forest was gradually barren, but the spiritual energy at the entrance of the formation was slightly dissipated, and it became the only oasis in the desert with abundant spiritual energy.

The sixth wall and Xuanzong fell, the sect collapsed, the inheritance was lost, and the peerless strong sect disappeared in the history of Kyushu.The pride of the painter was completely gone at this moment, and he numbly painted the fairy mountain Qionglou everywhere, and the disciples sitting on the flying swords flew everywhere, and some people looked back reluctantly.

The seventh wall is blank.

Beisheng slapped the wall and sighed: "The dead are like husbands, never giving up day and night!"

Ming Huang was silent, he only felt that the atmosphere in the building was heavy, and he didn't know what kind of mood the highly skilled painter was in when he locked Zhulou.

It was originally a monument to record glory, but in the end it became a tombstone that recorded their demise.

Perhaps, they built Zhulou in the cave for ulterior motives: the test of the nine jade waterfalls for young monks is beyond ordinary people. With the feelings of admiration and fear, I climbed up the steps step by step, straight into Zhulou, and went up layer by layer, feeling how much effort the ancestors put in to get the "Yuanchu", and then glimpsed what the "Yuanchu" looked like... …

However, they didn't succeed. With only a skeleton, they beat the huge Hexuanzong to pieces.

It's pathetic.

Looking around at the murals on this floor, the question in my heart gradually emerged: Where did the dead who destroyed Hexuanzong come from?

The deceased had such a large skeleton, and he could definitely see it when he looked up in the Northern Wilderness. When Hexuanzong marched towards the center of the Northern Wilderness, it was impossible for him not to notice anything.

Unless the dead never appeared during Hexuanzong's entry into the Northern Wilderness.

On the mural, the dead suddenly appeared without warning.

The dead who came out of Wanxinyuan flew into the Northern Wilderness and almost brought Zhang Qingyang into it.

Zhang Qingyang said it was the same one.

Then, after He Xuanzong entered the tomb of the god king in ancient times, he just got the "Yuanchu" and was not happy for a while. He asked for help, tried his best to suppress the dead, and then perished, and the dilapidated wreckage gradually became the present Chonglingzong.

At this moment, Wanqi's family "helped" intentionally or unintentionally, and the deceased broke through the seal and flew leisurely into the Northern Wilderness.Could it be that it flew back to the distant past and killed all the Hexuanzong people who were cheering?

Who is the cause and who is the effect?Who is ahead and who is behind?

Totally messed up!Ming Huang was confused.

He came up with a terrifying thought: "This world... is it a world of great cycles?" The dead shuttle back and forth between the present and the past every tens of millions of years. Will the world suddenly return to its original state one day?

Beisheng turned his head to look at him, and said, "Don't think about it."

Those four simple words were like a slap in the face to wake him up.In terms of cause and effect, it is best not to touch people who have no strength.

When he came out, Ming Huang had lingering fears, and he didn't want to stay in the dark cave for a moment, so he walked very fast.

To pass the Jade Waterfall, Ming Huang was embarrassed to let Zhang Qingyang carry him through, gritted his teeth and rushed out, fell to the ground in pain and passed out immediately.

Zhang Qingyang also filled a clean bottle of water, put it away, set up Ming Huang, and flew to a place where no one was around.

The resources in the ruins were almost plundered by Chong Ling and the people of the government, and the already empty hall looked even more dilapidated and miserable.Zhang Qingyang straightened Ming Huang, poured some cloud water into Xing Subaru's inkstone, and waited for Xing Subaru's spiritual liquid to condense, not knowing if it would affect his body, he fed a little bit.

He waited, dazed.

He wanted to go back, go back and have a look, and this desire became extremely urgent.If Ming Huang agrees, he still wants to take him back to have a look.However, Ming Huang killed his own emperor brother. As soon as the news spread, he must be the focus of the coup d'état. As well as Shanwu from Qifeng, the master must rise up to respond to Ming Huang and eradicate the old ones.The situation is complicated, and he, the prince, needs to be in charge of everything. When the time comes, it will not be so easy for him to escape.

Zhang Qingyang had a premonition that this time, he would stay there for many years, maybe even longer than the last time we parted.

Such a long time...he was worried.

Ming Huang's sleeping face is quiet and beautiful, like a piece of delicate and fragile colored glass, one cannot bear to touch it.

Will he blame me?Zhang Qingyang felt uneasy.

He looked up at the ceiling and counted how many wooden lattices there were.The painted murals on the golden pillars and purlins of the main hall have peeling gold paint and warped veneer, vaguely depicting various scenes of immortals, with their robes fluttering and the wind returning to snow.

He stared blankly for a long time, completely unaware that a person entered the hall.

Qin Tianque's luck is the best. He quietly followed the Chonglingzong people through the formation. Some of his magic weapons were damaged, but there were still a lot left.It's just that there are so many people in the Chongling Sect, and all the good things in the ruins have been taken away, so Qin Tianque had no choice but to wander around in various palaces to see if there were any left.

As soon as he walked around, he saw Zhang Qingyang, and there was another person lying beside him.At first, Qin Tianque thought it was a corpse, so he hid himself and observed it secretly. After observing for a long time, he felt that something was wrong, so he quietly approached and took a closer look. Suddenly, his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning: Isn't this His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? !

Why was he lying next to Zhang Qingyang?

Qin Tianque collected himself and waited. He wanted to see what kind of medicine the two men were selling in their gourds.

After a while, Ming Huang moved, opened his eyes, saw Zhang Qingyang was still in a daze with his head up, and poked his waist.

Zhang Qingyang turned his head: "Are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Ming Huang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Oh, I can't get up, I need to be hugged to get up."

Zhang Qingyang picked him up as he said, scaring Qin Tianque, who was watching secretly, into a cold sweat.

"Really okay?"

Ming Huang limply fell into his arms, feeling happy: "It's nothing."

Zhang Qingyang pursed his lips: "I'll discuss something with you."

"Well, you said."

"I want to go back and have a look."

"Where are you going?" Ming Huang said casually.

"Beihuang." He thought about it and added, "Center."

Ming Huang turned his head, with some surprise in his eyes, Zhang Qingyang's heart beat faster: "You...will you go with me?"

Ming Huang closed his eyes and didn't speak. After a long while, Zhang Qingyang felt that the air seemed to be gradually freezing and extremely heavy.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly into Zhang Qingyang's eyes: "Do you have to go?"

Zhang Qingyang didn't know how to answer him. Returning to the Northern Wilderness was a whim on his mind, and it gradually became a goal he wanted to achieve urgently. If you want to talk about the necessity of it...he just has that feeling vaguely.

Ming Huang caressed his cheek, and there were indescribable emotions in his eyes, complicated and unspeakable.

"What do you want me to do..." He lowered his head, his sigh was distressing.

Zhang Qingyang said: "Once I go back, I may have to stay there for a long time, I'm afraid you will worry."

Ming Huang pursed his lips and smiled, then slowly let go of his hands and straightened his body: "I'll go with you."

He seems to be talking to himself: "I'm afraid this will be my last long journey."

Zhang Qingyang's heart shrank for a while, like a towel wrung hard, dripping down with bitter water.

Ming Huang straightened his clothes, with a calm expression, and said softly, "You have to wait for me for a while, I still have things to deal with, so I can't just walk away."

Zhang Qingyang understood.

Ming Huang Shi ran out of the hall, the light source of the ruins came from nowhere, it was very dim and gloomy.He took a deep breath, turned to Zhang Qingyang and said, "I'll wait for you."

Zhang Qingyang said: "I will as soon as possible."

On the same day, Ming Huang left the Qiushou paddock, quietly visited the residences of several ministers in the capital, and flew to the Yongning Palace at night.

Yongning Palace has always been Hongling's most magnificent palace.Since the emperor stayed in the palace to recuperate, the scale of the palace has continued to expand, and the flowers, plants, trees and stones transported from the counties have continued to enter the capital, piling up the beautiful scenery of the palace, and the decorations have become more and more extravagant.

The time of ugliness is approaching, the palace is still brightly lit, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras is heard continuously, and the fragrance of concubines and powder is lingering.

Ming Huang frowned: "Why doesn't Father take a break?"

Zhao Shuo, the emperor's favored minister and eunuch, said: "Your Majesty has been frightened and sleepy for the past few days, and it is difficult to fall asleep when he wakes up. He simply feasted and played all night long. He said that he was so tired that he fell asleep naturally, and the day and night were upside down. The slave said it several times. listen."

Ming Huang said angrily: "Why didn't you inform Yu Gu about such a big matter, all the imperial doctors in Tai Hospital are dead!"

Zhao Shuo bowed his head and said, "His Royal Highness, please don't be angry. The imperial physicians have quietly told the servants that the emperor's night terrors and dreams are caused by heart disease, and heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine."