Dachunyang Palace

Chapter 174
Kneeling in front of Baozhu's corpse, Zhao Gongshang roared with disheveled hair, like a lunatic who didn't know the so-called lunatic, only the red figure in front of him and the memory in his brain witnessed everything that had happened, the cold wind swept through the broken soil
In front of me is the eternal darkness

No direction, no time, no space, no matter, nothing
How am I here?
How did you get here?

I don't know, I don't know, I feel a little tired, don't run.

But the figure in the darkness did not dare to stop, no matter there was nothing in front of him or behind him, it was precisely because of this that he did not dare to stop his footsteps, he was afraid, he always felt that there was something in his heart that he could never let go of first I can't immerse myself in this place, I need something different from this darkness, maybe light, maybe heat, maybe something more.

Never stop
The footsteps are extremely fast in the dark, and I still feel stumbling from time to time. I feel no pain when I fall, and I don’t feel the strength to persist when I stand up. I just hope, I just don’t want to get stuck here.

Obsession as stubborn as steel
What are you looking for?
he does not know
Why do you keep running like this?

he does not know
What can be gained by breaking through this darkness?
he still doesn't know
It's just a rush of energy, and of course it might just be fear, he doesn't want to stay here any longer.

He felt he had forgotten something.

Is it a name?Is it identity?Is it an unfulfilled wish?Is it power and wealth?
Who else?

The pain hit him instantly, but it seemed that something was blocking his way to break through the darkness. He was only a little bit close, but no matter how hard he tried, he was trapped in this darkness and could not break out no matter what.

"Who can help me? Is there any other existence besides me? Respond to me!"

"who can help me!"

call out
But there was no response in this darkness, only this voice in his heart echoed continuously, and the sound almost disappeared in this darkness.

He can only listen to his own words weakened by layers of darkness
"who can help me!"

". Come and help me!"

".Help me!"

".me!"

".what!"

Sound conduction layer by layer
Finally, it seemed that something sleeping in this space woke up.

A little bit of white gradually appears in the darkness

not like the sun
It's like an eye

only white eyes

indifferent voice
"Do you need my help?"

With a touch of excited cunning
"Hold bamboo."

"Noisy."

Ji Bieqing's voice was as cold as a cold sharp knife, the edge of which wiped the throat

Zhao Gongshang completely ignored it, and the only remaining true energy was fully stimulated. It seemed that the previous suppression had left no trace in his heart, but in fact it was not the case. The reason why he dared to do so was precisely because the trace was too Deep, deeply made him lose a person who loved him so much that he dedicated his life, that's why he was so crazy, no matter what.

Will a person who has brushed against death dare not face death?

Zhao Gongshang's eyes were only cold
Dao Xin was aroused in an instant, and the sadness of heart death completely filled his emotions. The guqin that fell in the middle of a pile of rubble flew up as if summoned, and spun directly in front of Zhao Gongshang.

But he just glanced at it lightly, put his right hand on the sharp strings, and stroked hard

blood soaked strings

[Tao Xin·Yuanqing Yangyin]

The Baoqin that has been handed down from Zhao Yeli's hands is silent and self-sounding, it is the wail from the source, and it is also the wail of the soul

Both eyes were red, Zhao Gongshang's eye sockets seemed to be stained with blood, but it was just that, the tears were almost dry.

Seven wounds were made on his right hand, but he felt nothing. His five fingers were still touching the strings. In order to unleash the maximum power of this Tao Heart, the real energy, which only accounted for [-] to [-]% of the total, was used to the extreme, almost in an instant. exhausted

But Zhao Gongshang is still expressionless, his pupils are full of black, and his sadness is condensed to the extreme, as if he can reflect his reflection in those eyes
Ji Bieqing didn't care, and carefully wrapped the broken clothes around Yue Shigong, and bent down to pick her up. When he thought about it, what kind of trouble could a boy with the sixth level of Taoist heart make?

But this time his judgment was wrong
His face paled quickly, his lips became shriveled, and his blood was drained by the sadness in his heart

One leg crossed, two legs crossed up, standing in the air out of emptiness, the body of a hundred and ten catties was completely unstressed, it looked as light as a feather

The left hand imitated the movement of the right hand just now and was also soaked in blood. The blood of both hands eroded the red strings little by little, staining it with a deeper color.
Both hands were obviously plucking the strings quickly, but the seven strings that were constantly being pulled did not reveal the slightest sound, but kept trembling with Zhao Gongshang's movements. The music was nearing the end, and the right index finger finally plucked

seven strings broken
Zhao Gongshang's eyes shed two lines of blood and tears

【Dragon King Sin Tianyin】

[Overture]

【Zhaotian】

This song [Dragon King Sin Tianyin] is the peak song of Zhao Yeli, the ancestor of Zhao Gongshang and the first musician in the Sui Dynasty. No one in the Zhao family has played a note for more than a hundred years. This piece is extremely precious, even The great Zhao family is only passed down by word of mouth from the direct line, and there is no music score exposed, and only practitioners above the [Tao State of Mind] are qualified to play, but even so, there have been three [Tao State of Mind] practitioners in more than a hundred years. However, there is only one member of the Zhao family who can play the sound, and after playing it, his cultivation level will be completely abolished. Even Zhao Gongshang does not intend to try to touch it at this level.

But now, he doesn't care.

He is going to kill.

The silent film finally stopped at the moment when all the strings were broken. As the seven strings broke one by one, the sound of the piano burst out step by step. The majestic and sad sound of the piano swept through the entire cave, and the true essence was broken bit by bit. , the world seems to have returned to nothingness.

Ji Bieqing, who had just picked up Yue Shi Gong, also realized that something was wrong. The virtual form unfolded in an instant, and the true essence formed a saber light. The red color flashed past, and the space suddenly distorted. full of chest

Swept
The wind was turbulent, the water droplets that were stagnant in the air suddenly fell, the space was covered with sand and dust, and the sight was full of light that could not be seen directly. The burning true essence told the broken true meaning, which made people feel hopeless
Gradually, the water droplets scattered, and the sound of the piano also shattered in the air
calm
After all, Zhao Gongshang was no match for Ji Bieqing's absolute strength. No matter how powerful his martial arts were, he still couldn't fully unleash them. Even though he and Ji Bieqing exchanged one move, they could only exchange one blow.

The body was stiff in the same place, but it didn't fall down like before, but still stood in the same place
Behind him is Baozhu's body.

'Just end it like this. '

(End of this chapter)