Zuo Songyan was extremely sad and could not regain his composure for a long time.
The legend of the first generation Holy Emperor ascending to immortality has been around for a long time.
Therefore, the first-generation Holy Emperor became the object of worship for all spiritual warriors and the ultimate spiritual sustenance of all spiritual warriors. People of later generations, such as the saints of the past generations, also held the hope of becoming immortals because of the ascension of the first generation of Holy Emperors.
Everyone, even saints, only have a lifespan of about a hundred years, and some people will die before they even live to be a hundred years old. In the past five thousand years, except for the first generation Holy Emperor, there has been no one to fly to the immortal realm.
The only ascended Holy Emperor has become the symbol and the last hope.
But now Bai Ze had extinguished this hope in one fell swoop. No wonder Zuo Songyan was so agitated that he couldn't control himself.
Su Yun is young now and cannot understand this emotion. < /p>
The Bai Ze in front only has one horn, but he has another horn stuck in his left ear, disguised as an ordinary little white sheep, wearing glasses and looking harmless to humans and animals. Looking like this, he said to Su Yun: "I heard that you are fighting for orthodoxy these years. There has been no pavilion master for decades."
Su Yun smiled and said: "We are still fighting today. I am Yuan Shuo. There is also an overseas pavilion master, and the male and female have not yet been distinguished."
Bai Ze said: "The elders of Tongtian Pavilion do not care about race, so whether the pavilion master is a Yuanshuo person or another clan, there is no difference. It doesn’t matter to me. In this dispute over the Pavilion Master, the elders will support you only after you decide who is the orthodox one.”
Su Yun was slightly shaken, remembering that another Tongtian Pavilion elder was in charge of the Tongtian Pavilion. The money-loving Pai Yao asked tentatively: "How many elders are there in Tongtian Pavilion?"
"Seven."
The lanterns of Yundu are just beginning to light up, pedestrians are rushing around, and the capital of Great Qin is filled with The air of clouds and mist and water vapor carry a strong smell of calamity ash.
This is why Yundu got its name.
The little white sheep swung its tail, walked through the crowd, and said: "I saw your Tongtenkaku symbol, and there was a book on it, so I knew you were looking for me. The other elders did not They will take the initiative to look for you, and they will only show up after you truly become the Pavilion Master."
Su Yun quickly followed the lamb, and saw that the mist on the street was getting thicker and thicker. , the person in front can hardly be seen. Only when the gray lamp is shining when approaching, can the person be seen.
There are many argali chariots on the street. The huge argali are shuttling in the clouds and mist, puffing out clouds and spitting smoke from their mouths and noses. They are very scary in the mist.
Bai Ze led them through the alleys and walked into a small alley facing the street of Yundu Imperial City. Su Yun looked up and saw a house that looked a bit clumsy. There are also Jie Hui lanterns hanging on it.
Compared with other places, this place seems a bit old, the houses are low, and it is somewhat out of place in a city like Yundu..
The little white sheep stood up, took off the horn from his left ear, inserted it into the keyhole on the door, turned it hard, and the door lock opened.
The little white sheep opened the door and said to everyone: "Follow me."
Su Yun and others followed him into the ancient house facing the street. Made of piled stones, it was warm in winter and cool in summer. It was just a small place, so it looked like an ordinary mansion.
The little white sheep closed the door, hung the ram's horn key on the back of the door, lit the Jie gray lamp, and said: "You guys sit down first, I'll go see if the tea is ready."
Su Yun, Zuo Songyan and Xing Jiangmu sat at the table. After a while, Aries came to the table carrying a steaming kettle, gave everyone an ancient tea bowl, and each poured a cup of tea.
The tea is emerald green and smells fragrant.
Aries placed the teapot in the center and picked up the teacup.
Su Yun, Zuo Songyan and Xing Jiangmu also hurriedly picked up the tea. The three of them and one sheep sat at the table and drank tea. They saw the hot steam rising up from the tea bowl and gathering above the tea table.
At this time, there was a sudden roar of water, and a wave rushed out of nowhere, rushing three people and a sheep into the river.
Su Yun, Zuo Songyan and Xing Jiangmu hurriedly jumped into the air. When they looked back, their expressions were dull. They saw three of them and one sheep. They were extremely huge, sitting outside the sky, each holding a tea bowl!
"It's the spiritual world! From the mist emitted by the tea, we entered a strange spiritual world!" Xing Jiangmu said in surprise.
Su Yun looked forward and saw a large tree covering an area of about ten acres appearing by the river. On the big tree hung houses only three or four feet high, like trees. The red apple on the top is just a house, and it is obvious that someone lives in it.
He raised his head and even saw the sun, which was shining brightly on the house in the tree.
Some little girls who were only as tall as books pushed open the windows of the house and flew out of the windows, flying around the fruit trees.
There were also some young men who were shorter than these little girls. The hair on their heads was like the hair of a brush. They were neatly dressed and walked out from behind the door.
Su Yun blinked and saw Aries jumping out of the water and shaking off the river water.
"Why is it daytime here?" Su Yun was puzzled.
"It is daytime all the time here, and there is never night." Aries threw Su Yun's book to a little girl with a high book level who flew over.
The little girl was tearing up the book while eating the pages, and swallowed Su Yun's book. Suddenly, a series of question marks appeared above the little girl's forehead, and she said in surprise: "Hey, there are suddenly more things in my mind. Weird knowledge!”
Su Yun bought that book casually to make breakfast for Yingying. Su Yun had never read the content of the book and didn’t know what kind of strange knowledge it was. .
"The little girls here are all book monsters, and the boys are pen monsters."
Bai Ze stopped pretending to be a goat and showed up as Bai Ze's true self.The body is smaller than the Aries just now, and the hair on the body is more delicate and smooth.
Something was shaking in the swirl pattern on his back, and suddenly there was a two-pop sound, and two small wings emerged from the swirl pattern.
Su Yun even doubted whether these small, palm-sized wings could fly.
Bai Ze tried hard to flap his small wings, and a pair of small wings flickered like the wind, finally taking him up and flying.
He flew in front of Su Yun, raised his front paws and pushed up his glasses, staring at Su Yun's face with a serious look: "Every major event that happens in Tongtian Pavilion will be recorded here. From the time when the Holy Emperor went on an expedition to Now, Tongten Pavilion's overseas excavations and records of major events in history are all here!"
He tried hard to raise his front paws, holding Su Yun's cheeks, and his expression became more serious: "You are here now! You are not yet the real Master of Tongtian Pavilion, but since Yuan Shuo has chosen you, then as the elder, I have the power to give you the opportunity to review it. You must cherish this opportunity and don’t abuse it!”
Su! Yun was pinched by him so much that he pouted, and reluctantly said yes.
Bai Ze then let him go, flapping his wings hard to turn, leaning forward, and flew towards the fruit tree: "I don't have any opinion on whether the pavilion master is from Yuanshuo in China or from other tribes overseas. , although most of the pavilion masters in history are from Yuanshuo. I will treat them equally regardless of whether the next generation of pavilion masters are from Yuanshuo. Therefore, I will not favor you. Whether you can become the real pavilion master depends on you. Himself."
Zuo Songyan couldn't help but said, "But wasn't Tongtian Pavilion founded by Yuanshuo people?"
Bai Ze turned around, glanced at him, and shook his head: "Tongtian Pavilion was founded by Yuanshuo people?" It is true that many of the first generation members of the Pavilion were from Yuanshuo, but we, the Seven Elders, are not from Yuanshuo, and some of us even have a not so friendly view of Yuanshuo. I, I was cultivating well and just asking about worldly affairs, and then..."
The corners of his eyes trembled, his rectangular pupils shrank, and his body trembled a little: "The saucy dragon came over and captured me. Next, you want me to draw a picture of Baize for the Holy Emperor..."
He thought of that tragic history, and tears filled his eyes again.
"What kind of dragon?" Xing Jiangmu asked curiously.
“He is a yellow dragon with a pair of golden wings. He claims to be able to respond to requests, but in fact he is arrogant, proud, arrogant, despicable and arrogant. The brains in his head have been turned into muscles by him. Being squeezed to the size of a sesame seed..." Bai Ze cursed angrily.
In the small house on the fruit tree, the little book monster girls flew out one after another, wearing various colored dresses, flapping their paper wings hard and stopping in the air, looking at them curiously.
These little book monsters are all beautiful in appearance, and their bodies are filled with the fragrance of books.
Bai Ze was still cursing, and Su Yun shuddered in his heart, thinking: "Could this arrogant dragon be Brother Yinglong? It is said that Brother Yinglong was the emperor of the first generation of the Holy Emperor. He is the God of War, a man with unparalleled strength, but his reputation seems not to be that good... I must not let him know that I know Brother Ying Long!"
"...Dirty Yinglong! Pavilion Master Su, which period of history are you looking for?"
Bai Ze stopped cursing and said: "The records here continue from four to five thousand years ago. So far, it covers everything, not only about history, but also the truth about the destruction of the previous world studied by Tongtenkaku. The content in the memory of each little book monster is probably enough for you to read for several years."
"How many years have you studied?"
Su Yun was startled and quickly sensed his spiritual world. His mind moved slightly, and a corner of the spiritual power Huang Zhong invaded the spiritual world. The yellow bell rotated, Yingying sat on the clock wall and looked over.
She was surprised when she saw so many little book monsters and flew up.
When Bai Ze saw Yingying flying over, he was also surprised and said: "It turns out to be Shi Ziying. The last time I saw you was a hundred and fifty years ago. At that time, You are still a little girl.”
Yingying doesn’t remember him.
Bai Ze sighed with emotion: "You have been dead for more than a hundred and fifty years, and you have turned into a little book monster."
His emotion did not resonate with Yingying at all. I don’t understand. As a book monster who was Ying Shizi’s spiritual reincarnation, she only inherited some of Ying Shizi’s profound memories, and some memories were completely destroyed and could not be retrieved.
Su Yun coughed and said in a deep voice: "Senior Bai Ze, I want to check the history of the Argali Rebellion."
"The Argali Rebellion?"
Bai Ze took a deep look at him and then said: "All books about argali sheep, please list them out!"
More than a dozen little girls with wings fluttered out and flew out, lining up their wings and stopping. In front of Su Yun.
The sleeves of these little girls were flying in the air, and suddenly countless words and patterns were reflected in the air.
Su Yun suddenly saw that the western continent was dark, with rolling calamity fires everywhere, calamity ashes flying in the air, and argali sheep as big as mountains, walking in the darkness, their eyes like burning eyes. Tribulation fire.
————The argali walked in the dark and thick fog, with his eyes like burning calamity fire, and roared like a wild beast: May Day, please vote! Is there a guaranteed monthly pass?