bantayden Chapter 128
Chapter 128
In the twelfth year of Voling, the first day of March.
The light rain is as moist as crisp, and the grass is close but nothing.
In the stove house of Xia’s restaurant in the small town, a female shopkeeper with a long figure and a plain white paper lotus flower on her head threw a freshly cut ball of noodles into the boiling water pot.
Without warning, the ball of noodles suddenly froze in mid-air.
The bubbles of boiling water tumbling in the pot and the steaming heat that lingered were all solidified.
The sound of the wind, the rain, and the noise of the diners in the lobby in front of them suddenly disappeared.
The female shopkeeper’s good-looking eyebrows twisted slightly, grabbed a scarf, wiped her hands, and came to the lobby.
The house was full of male and female diners, like stone statues that did not move.
There were old people who maintained a smoking posture, and two columns of smoke erupted from their nostrils.
There are men holding the posture of picking noodles, and there is a piece of the Milky Way hanging from their chopsticks.
Some people held bowls and drank noodle soup with their hands, and their faces were covered with fine beads of sweat.
A woman squatted under the eaves of a restaurant, urinating on her child, and a calf shot a column of crystalline water.
The female shopkeeper was expressionless, came to a few diners who often paid on credit but never paid back, and untied the money bags that several people tied around their waist.
“Snap~”
After collecting the account with interest, another person rewarded a slap, and the female shopkeeper walked out of the restaurant, gently raised her head and looked at the sky.
Above the dome.
A brilliant light fell straight into the world.
“This is … Immortal Breath?!” the
female treasurer said in shock.
……
The town of Sword Wash Alley.
Inside the loess courtyard.
Old Willow, who rarely rests for a day when it rains, is sitting alone on a small bench under the eaves, drinking to himself.
The old man who had just picked up a slice of sauce beef suddenly turned his head to look.
A drizzle of cow hair falling from the sky froze in mid-air.
In the rain curtain, several flying sparrows did not move.
“Haha!”
the old willow tou threw away his chopsticks.
Chopsticks and beef slices are suspended in the air.
Coming to the courtyard, the old man raised his head.
Inside the two cloudy eyes, a brilliant mass of light falling rapidly above the nine heavens was reflected.
“Immortal will, it can be counted as waiting. ”
……
The town of Windswept Lane.
Inside the blacksmith shop.
The charcoal fire is red, and the nose is green and smokey.
The sound of iron striking is endless.
More than a dozen blacksmith masters wearing shorts and shirtless upper bodies picked up iron hammers and smashed red sword strips one after another.
Under the bunk, the stocky Han Ying held a copper mirror in one hand and gently ruffled the three solitary hairs on the top of his head with the other.
“Using ginger water with red pepper, star anise, peppercorns, fragrant leaves, cumin and other spices to bubble the head is really useful!”
Han Ying said excitedly: “On holidays, I Han someone can also have black and beautiful thick hair.” The
sound of striking suddenly disappeared.
Han Ying frowned and turned his head to look.
In the dim shop, billions of strands of sparks bloomed and condensed between the hammer and the sword bar.
It’s like a sea of stars.
More than a dozen men resemble sculptures, and their muscular upper bodies are hung with streams.
Han Ying put down the copper mirror and walked out of the shop.
Look up at the blazing light that falls straight into the sun.
After a dozen breaths, Han Ying slowly raised his right arm.
One holds the blazing sun.
……
The twelfth year of Fuling, the second day of March.
Zhoushan Cliff Terrace.
Zhu Jiuyin sat at the entrance of the cave, his head hanging low.
No one knew what he was thinking.
Maybe even Zhu Jiuyin himself didn’t know.
In the spring day, the grass grows and the warblers fly, but Zhu Jiuyin has long been tired of seeing this spring color in the world.
Footsteps come from far and near.
Zhu Jiuyin slowly raised his head and opened his tired eyes.
The old willow came to the front carrying a grass target filled with sugar gourds.
“Hehe, ancient god, do you still recognize me?” said
Zhu Jiuyin expressionlessly, “I’m not senile dementia.”
“Hey, hey. In
the midst of lewd laughter, the old willow squatted down, sat cross-kneeled, and then pulled out the brass dry cigarette stick inserted in his waist, swallowing the clouds and mist.
“Ancient God, this national master wants to provoke you and swagger…”
Zhu Jiuyin interrupted, “I have already learned. The
old willow head asked, “The ancient gods?” Zhu
Jiuyin’s eyes shone deeply, “I am extremely expecting ten thousand immortals to come and kill them.”
“After all… Lonely as snow. ”
Old Willow: “…”Ancient
God, for the first time, you buried hundreds of thousands of people in a county for the sake of the child of the Chen family in Wuyi Alley, and cut off the luck of a country’s mountains and rivers.
“The second time, that is, the twenty-second day of the month last year, for that girl, kill tens of thousands of warriors in one country.
“The two acts against the sky caused countless undead souls to resent the world.
Zhu Jiuyin’s face was calm: “So?” Old
Willow replied, “The real strong are willing to use the freedom of the weak as a boundary.” ”
Huh~
” Zhu Jiuyin smiled lightly, “Do you think I’m a strong man?” Old
Willow nodded heavily, “Of course!” Zhu
Jiuyin: “Then why can’t I be free?” ”
Ancient God, you have gone against the sky twice, and you have caused this small heavenly path in the world to burst apart.
“This national master’s plan is doomed to fail, because I have used my own merit to repair the cracks in the Heavenly Dao. Zhu
Jiuyin narrowed his red pupils slightly, and there were no words.
“Alas.
Old Willow sighed lightly, “I want two words of gratitude and praise from you.”
In front of Zhu Jiuyin, Old Willow felt out a scroll from his sleeve.
The scroll rippled with a mysterious aura, which was obviously not an ordinary thing.
Zhu Jiuyin blurted out: “Immortal Will~”
….
Looking at the back of the old willow head gradually moving away.
Zhu Jiuyin withdrew his gaze and pulled the scroll away.
Scrolls, fairy will, to be exact.
“Three thousand years~”
Zhu Jiuyin muttered.
There are only three iron painted silver hooks on the immortal decree, and there are strong and soft large characters.
As long as Zhu Jiuyin can safely imprison himself in the cave of Zhoushan for three thousand years, the six-character mantra of the three Heavenly Venerables of Xuanmen, as well as seals such as the Immortal Emperor God Statue and the Jianmu Divine Tree, will return to the Heavenly Realm.
Then Zhu Jiuyin can be free.
Heaven and earth, netherworld and yang.
Three thousand worlds, you can go anywhere.
Immortal will, that is, the will of the Great Heavenly Dao, is the will of heaven.
Three thousand years is three thousand years.
No more day, no less breath.
After a long silence, Zhu Jiuyin bit his index finger and wrote the word ‘Southern Candle’ in the lower right corner of the immortal will.
Slowly, under Zhu Jiuyin’s gaze, the word Nan Candle gradually disappeared.
“Providence … There is a spirit ~ ”
Zhu Jiuyin wrote twice.
Write down the three words ‘Zhu Jiuyin’.
It was like a seal, a mark.
This time, the words ‘Zhu Jiuyin’ did not disappear.
It was like a contract was established, and the ‘three thousand years’ on the immortal decree slowly faded.
The new text generation is a countdown.
“Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years, another eleven months, twenty-nine days, and eleven hours. ”
The system panel suddenly came into view.
A new countdown.
[Countdown: 2999 years, 11 months and 29 days, 23
:58:44]
“Three thousand years!”
A rare touch of blood red appeared on Zhu Jiuyin’s desolate face like snow.
“Soon, soon you will be able to truly walk out of this cold and deep cave!”
In the twelfth year of Voling, the fifth day of March.
Liangzhou of Wei State, under the jurisdiction of Jintong Prefecture Tongqiu Town.
Under the blue sky, a crane flew past and plunged straight in the direction of Nagaru Village.
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PS: Chapter 2 around eleven o’clock, Chapter 3 around two in the morning.
I have to stay up late, tomorrow Monday, just think of thousands of screws and worry about it.