Uncle Iceberg's Road to Collapse

The seventh thunder struck down like that.

In the golden light, a thin figure rushed forward.Facing the lightning, the man hugged the white dragon's long neck tightly.

"The Thirteenth Prince——"

Tantai Zonglian realized what happened and shouted loudly.

"Jing Yiyuan!!! Don't!!!"

Qu Yao called out loudly.

The giant dragon neighed in pain amidst the thunder, blood mixed with tears ran across the moon-white scales, and at that moment Bai Qiuya burst into tears.

In the violent noise and roar, Bai Qiuya even heard Jing Yiyuan's breathing, he heard it so clearly, every breath was engraved into his blood at that moment.A mortal body is so fragile, so vulnerable.Jing Yiyuan resisted in front of him with his flesh and blood, and the thunderbolt smashed into his body like that.Bai Qiuya didn't feel the slightest pain. At that moment, he used his life to form a barrier, as if he wanted to protect the white dragon from generation to generation for thousands of years.

Everything is so hot and noisy, and his blood is so warm and cool.

He heard every word the young man said clearly.

"In the next life, don't find the wrong way again, don't repay any kindness, I will wait for you here."

"Don't make a mistake."

A wisp of dust and smoke swam towards the vast void, and Bai Qiuya heard Jing Yiyuan's last words from his coma.

"In the next life, don't repay others, but me."

"The Thirteenth Prince——"

The crowd yelled amidst the monstrous thunderstorm and the waves.

The man's flesh and blood melted into the thunder and lightning, and the thunder and lightning were as hot as magma, devouring and burning everything, and Jing Yiyuan's flesh and blood were instantly annihilated.But there seemed to be an invisible and indestructible barrier in front of the white dragon. No matter how the thunder raged that day, it still couldn't shake him.

A shrill cry of grief streaked across the vast sky, the giant dragon roared crazily above the sea, and above the blue sea seemed to be a frail young man roaring with that endlessly sad voice amidst the majestic tears...

"Jing Yiyuan!!!"

"The forbidden technique of the ancient soul house." The Haotian mirror looked at the golden light around the white dragon and said softly.

"The way of heaven is unshakable, unless someone is willing to exchange their souls to worship the heavens, the last insurmountable barrier is forged by Jing Yiyuan's soul."

"The price is that the person in the soul house will be annihilated in ashes, his soul will be scattered, and he will fall into the void."

Hao Tianjing closed his eyes and shook his head: "It's all fate. Even if Bai Qiuya doesn't die, someone will sacrifice his life on his behalf."

Qu Yao stretched out his hand tremblingly, he wanted to do something, but he couldn't hold on after all, fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, a mouthful of blood spilled from his throat, and passed out.

Slowly, the thunder faded away.The dark clouds dissipated, and the white dragon fell powerlessly on the shallows, and gradually lost its dragon body, turning into a scarred young man.A ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, and the sun rose slowly from the sea level.

It's over, it's over.

Shun's thirteen princes ended his not-so-long life in this way. In that year, Shun's life was quite turbulent, and the history books only mentioned a few words at the end: Dashun Yonghui 27 years, thirteen princes Jing Yiyuan , the word Linan.Visiting the East China Sea, looking for fairy mountains, becoming a golden body, and has not returned so far.

But after all, he is a nobleman of the royal family, the son of the emperor, so he can barely bully the common people with such nice words.Thousands of miles away, the ruling and opposition parties have finally grasped the handle of this group of aliens. Conspiracies and backstabbing are ready to move in secret, and these are all for later.

Qu Yao struggled to open his eyes from the emptiness and chaos, and saw an unfamiliar scene in front of him, surrounded by simple and elegant furnishings, a clump of stone-carved coral by the corner, a snow-blue veil on the bed dragging the floor, and a carved ceiling Complex and gorgeous seawater river cliff patterns.

Obviously, such luxurious and exquisite furnishings are not the residence of ordinary disciples.

Qu Yao moved his body, trying to get up, but found that every skin around his body seemed to be aching.Qu Yao let out a "hiss—" and then lay back down again with a puff, and there was some movement after this tossing.

"Awake? Sure enough, he is a young man, very resistant to tossing." A familiar male voice with a slightly joking smile came, Qu Yao was taken aback, and saw Tantai Zonglian walking to Qu Yao's side, he said with a smile: "This is Fenzhiting of Chundao. It is my residence. You have been sleeping for three days."

Qu Yao was taken aback for a moment, and then tried to get up despite the pain all over his body and looked out the window.I saw that the Wanli East China Sea has long since returned to its former calm, and the Penglai disciples have also resumed their original routine. The damaged buildings and palaces have been restored by the magic of the immortals. Ray didn't happen.

"Palace Master..." Qu Yao barely got up, and many questions rushed to his mouth, but Qu Yao suddenly didn't know which question to ask first.

"Lie back, your injuries haven't healed yet, I know what you want to ask."

Qu Yao lay back, only saw that Tantai Zonglian was pruning a pot of gladiolus on the desk and said: "Da Shun's thirteenth prince, Jing Yiyuan has passed away."

Qu Yao trembled, his eyes widened in disbelief... He suppressed his crying: "No, Palace Master, this is not true, you are all so powerful, Jing Yiyuan must... "

"This is true." Tantai Zonglian said softly: "This is the truth. Even if it is cruel, you have to face it directly."

"After you fainted, Junior Brother Guanzhi used the Penglai purple gold bowl to forcibly cover the soul around Jing Yiyuan, but only three souls and two souls were left behind... Even if you are reincarnated, you must have deficiencies in your body and congenital deficiencies." Tan Tai Zong Lian said in a deep voice.

"Ah."

Qu Yao fell down on the floor in a daze.

"The dead are gone, so let's talk about the living. The real problem is yet to come, Qu Yao." Tantai Zonglian looked at Qu Yao and said, "No matter what, Jing Yiyuan is also Da Shun." Prince Dashun died in Penglai for no apparent reason. No matter how good our nonsense is, it is still Penglai’s responsibility. The court has long been dissatisfied with the cultivators from all walks of life, and now they have seized the opportunity... Come on, don't just listen, drink the medicine while listening."

"En." Qu Yao nodded obediently.

Tantai Zonglian gently poured a bowl of decoction, the action was unprecedentedly considerate and caring, Qu Yao didn't know why, looking into Tantai Zonglian's eyes, he felt goose bumps all over his body, and his whole body panicked.

I just wanted to tell him that it must be okay.

Tantai Zonglian looked at Qu Yao drinking the bowl of bitter medicine soup with his mouth shrunken, nodded in satisfaction, and continued to speak: "Emperor Dashun has already written me a letter, which basically reprimands Penglai for his inaction and the evil spirits. To kill the prince is to make use of Jing Yiyuan's pretext to attack Penglai."

"Ah."

Qu Yao nodded.

"The Taihuan Palace of the Emperor Shun's family has now taken action. The great master of the Emperor Shun's family, Shi Quechen, has already built the Longli Longship with the technique of star trails. It is said that this longship was built by Kunshan Yushenmu , the longship is three hundred feet long and can hold thousands of people. That teacher, Quechen, is an incomparable genius in tool repair. He personally drew the blueprints and supervised the workers to create such a miracle in the world. This longship is driven by the long wind, with The stars and the moon are spirits, and they are magic weapons. Thousands of soldiers are marching from the East China Sea to Penglai, and according to the time, they will reach Penglai in about three months."

"Yeah." Qu Yao was listless, and after a while...

"Um??????"

"Hit to Penglai?!"

Qu Yao narrowly jumped up from the bed: "What are they here for? Ask the teacher to ask the crime!?"

"The emperor's son died in Penglai. We must have an explanation. Besides, they are eager to catch us. Who doesn't know that among the immortals, Penglai is the most old-fashioned. Whoever slaughters sheep during the New Year is the fattest?" of?"

Tantai Zonglian spread his hands, with a face of "this matter is not my fault", this seemingly high-ranking immortal likes to explain the truth and meaning of everything to his disciples with simple and plain examples... Qu Yao was a little confused at that moment, Confused about how this funny and half-grown old man became the head of the sect.

"So? Palace Master, you can't sit still and wait for death, can you?" Qu Yao trembled.

"Of course not. You have to know that when you encounter this kind of thing, you have to throw the blame away. So we must find a handsome, brave, tenacious, optimistic and upright person to step forward and take the blame." Tan Taizong Refining righteous words.

Qu Yao's lips moved, and the premonition of uneasiness grew stronger.

"Then who is this handsome, brave, tenacious, optimistic and upright man..." Qu Yao's eyes darkened for a while, and he finally confirmed the ominous premonition in his heart just now.

"Do you need to ask? Among the third generation of Penglai disciples, in terms of heroism, talent, and appearance, who else is there except me, the great disciple of Qu Yao!?" Tantai Zonglian clasped Qu Yao's shoulders and praised .

Qu Yao trembled, a mouthful of old blood spattered out.

"Disciple, your current discipleship has been revoked, and the obituary has been sent out. In short, you are dead to outsiders. However, your name is not used in the obituary, but your name is far away, so you will return later. It can be called Qu Yao. The obituary said that Qu Jingyuan colluded with the enemy from inside and outside, colluded with the Jiao clan under the East China Sea, and killed the thirteen princes of Shun, and now there is no scum left by the lightning."

Qu Yao shook his body.

"Palace Master, I don't think I'm like your grandson."

"I'm like your grandson."

With a wave of Tantaizong's refining hand, the two disciples quickly stepped forward to revive Qu Yao's heart, and helped Qu Yao catch the breath that was almost swallowed.

"In short, you have to go out of Penglai to hide for a while, and come back when the wind and sea calm down." Tantai Zonglian continued to tidy up the pot of gladiolus, and said unhurriedly: "Anyway, you don't stop, you don't always look for it secretly recently. What is it? This time just let you go out in a legitimate way, isn't it a chance?"

Qu Yao was stunned.

Tantai Zonglian didn't look at him, but it was obvious that there was something in his words.It was only then that Qu Yao remembered the Haotian Mirror and the fragments of the meteorite jade that he had obtained through untold hardships. He quickly touched his bosom, but found that there was nothing in it.

Qu Yao's brain buzzed with a "hum!"

"Young man, frizzy, looking for something?" Tantai Zonglian looked at Qu Yao with a smile, his eyes were faintly bright.

Next, the long-bearded man who seemed to be in his thirties put down the scissors, reached into his sleeve, and took out a bronze mirror and a piece of jade that was tied by a red string.

"Looking for these two things?" Tantai Zonglian smiled slightly.

Qu Yao's heart suddenly became clear, as if he suddenly understood the reason why Tantai Zonglian did all this.He looked at Tantai Zonglian's pure black pupils, there seemed to be a deep pool of water in those pupils, the bottom was invisible.Qu Yao was stunned for a long time, and after a while, he asked a question that he couldn't figure out.

"Palace Master, are you not afraid... I did something bad? It's that kind of... very bad, very bad..."

As soon as these words came out, there was a moment of silence in the room.

Tantai Zong kept silent, and the cynical expression gradually faded from that face.

"Scared." Tantai Zonglian looked at Qu Yao's eyes that were no longer clear, and nodded.

"I am scared."

"It's a last resort."

Tantai Zonglian's voice suddenly became hoarse.

At that moment, Qu Yao seemed to see the great sorrow and powerlessness hidden under the water in Tantai Zonglian's eyes.

At that moment, Qu Yao suddenly remembered Tantai Zonglian's appearance when he stood in front of Bai Qiuya. The wind and thunder seemed to tear this no longer young man to pieces, but he just stubbornly stood in front of the white dragon. Ken backed down half a point.

Even in the end, he still lost his strength and knelt down on the ground, his head drooping, his beard and hair fluttering weakly, and the dragon flower girdle tied around his neck was always clean and infinite, but now it fell into the mud and gravel, stained with dust.

At that time Tantai Zonglian lowered his head, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

Qu Yao's feelings for this Penglai palace lord have been complicated since his previous life. Sometimes he is nonsensical and approachable, and sometimes he is superior and ruthless.But no matter what, as soon as Tantai Zonglian, the lord of Penglai Palace, was mentioned, everyone felt at ease, as if as long as he was around, Penglai would be safe.Even if he lies down and sleeps, Penglai will never be invaded by evil spirits, because he is so powerful, the sky and the earth are big, not as big as Tantai Zonglian.

If he is here, Penglai will be here soon.

This person is the incarnation of Penglai and the belief of Penglai.

But in front of Tiandao, he still knelt down.So weak, so old and tired.

When Tantai Zonglian knelt powerlessly in front of the white dragon, Qu Yao Qu's heart suddenly ached, as if someone picked her up and pricked her with a needle.

He died at the hands of Penglai in his previous life, so he should have hated this place.But at that moment, he even turned his head away from looking at it, Qu Yao's subconscious was so resistant to that scene.It seems that anyone can kneel under the sky thunder, but Tantai Zonglian can't.

Penglai can suffer countless blows, calamities, and thunder, but he cannot lose this palace lord.

"It's a last resort...everything is fate." Tantai Zonglian shook his head slightly, his hoarse voice was full of desolation and powerlessness.He turned around and was about to leave. At this time, the sun was setting and the gulls were returning to their nests. The afterglow drew Tantai Zonglian into a long shadow. Tantai Zonglian opened the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, and outside the window was the majestic glow of the East China Sea.

Qu Yao Mosuo held the mirror in his hand, looked at Tantai Zonglian's leaving figure, and suddenly shouted with all his strength: "Palace master!! Don't be afraid!! I will try my best not to let myself do bad things again! Do my best! Nice guy!!"

Tantai Zonglian stopped.

What he said was naive and ridiculous, but when the boy screamed out the words "Don't be afraid" with all his strength, it was so easy to convince people of this innocent oath.

"Okay, okay." Tantai Zonglian nodded and said softly. He looked at the sunset glow and sunset in the red sky, and raised his sword amidst the chirping of gulls and birds. A golden light flew out of the house and landed on the sky. At the foot of the victim, it looks like a halo cast by the god of the sun.

"I know, Qu Yao is a good boy, a very, very good boy." Tantai Zonglian said softly, as if sighing.

"It's always been, never changed."

Qu Yao looked at the distant figure from the side of the bed, he was stunned for a long time, until Tantai Zonglian flew into the boundless glow.Qu Yao suddenly felt that his vision was so blurred, he stretched out his hand to wipe his face.

It's raining tears.

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