At the foot of snow mountain
Fang Xie saw a lonely man.
This is a young man wearing gorgeous clothes. Judging from those bodyguards who are facing great enemies from a distance, they can almost infer the identity of this man. The boy stood with his head up and looked at the looming Dalun temple in the mountains. His face was indescribable unyielding.
Fang Xie didn't even need to ask. He knew that he had just come down from Dalun temple.
You don't need to ask, you can know what happened to him.
A group of elite rode over and tried to drive them away. But obviously, these cavalry underestimated the Han people. As soon as they urged the horse to come, the war horse fell down.
At this time, the boy in gorgeous clothes turned back.
Look at Fang Xie: "are you here to kill me?"
He asked.
Fang Xie shook his head: "you're not worth my shot."
The young man frowned with anger in his eyes: "I came down from the arrogant wheel temple. A ghost who didn't see a trace looked down on me. When I came down, I met you who didn't know the origin, and dared to look down on me? Do you know who I am?"
"You are a wretch."
Fang Xie answered.
The boy was so angry that he took out his machete.
But he didn't do it. Because he saw the eyes of the young man in black, which was enough to frighten him. I don't know why, but when I saw the look in his eyes, the boy tightened his heart fiercely, and then hung the knife involuntarily.
"You... Bold!"
He said boldly.
Fang Xie was not interested in looking at him again, nor was he interested in looking at those Mengyuan wolves. He walked up the snow mountain, and Xiang qingniu and others followed him. They rubbed the boy's body and walked over. No one cared about him. It's like this boy who has inherited the position of Mongolian Yuan Khan is not as good as a grain of dust.
"Who are you?"
Asked kuytemun with a slight fire.
No one answered.
He looked at the back of the young man in black and suddenly thought of something: "you are fangxie!"
Fang Xie didn't look back and didn't stop: "go back. If you let me see you again, I'll kill you. The reason why I don't kill you now is that you are so weak that you can't even rise again with Meng Yuan, so there is no threat to me. I kill you only between thinking and not thinking, without any reason."
"Why did you come to the snow mountain? This is the territory of the Mongolian Yuan Empire!"
Kuytemun roared at Fang Xie's back with a slight fire.
"If I wish, this will soon be the territory of the Han people."
Fang Xie continued to walk up: "are you here looking forward to the power of the Buddha sect? Then let me tell you that the Buddha sect has no power for a long time. If you want to revitalize the kuoktaimeng family with the power of other people's alms, you will lose more things. Just like your ancestors of the kuoktaimeng family, you have sweated and become a puppet."
Kuo Ketai Meng shouted: "you are not qualified to teach me a lesson! Sooner or later, I will ride a million wolves into the Central Plains. Let you damn Han people kneel on the ground and beg for mercy! I will let the flying wolf flag spread all over the ends of the earth, and I will let the golden tent appear in Chang'an city!"
Xiang qingniu glanced and asked Fang Xie why he didn't just kill him?
Fang Xie smiled: "because he is stupid, it's good to leave Meng Yuan a fool to sweat."
Xiang qingniu said, "but I'm very upset. What should I do?"
Fang Xie said, "you can beat him and beat him recklessly."
Xiang qingniu nodded: "yes... I'll hit him now."
The fat man turned and walked to kuoktaimeng. He was still far away and kicked. A big foot formed by internal strength directly patted Kuo Ketai Meng's slightly angry face and kicked the arrogant teenager back for three meters. Then Xiang qingniu jumped down and rode on Kuo Ketai Meng's Micro fire, which was a violent beating. He has no internal strength, just the power of boxing.
Shiwan urged the bone world to surround Xiang qingniu and Kuo ketaimeng. Those Mengyuan wolf cavalry who shouted and panicked had no choice but to watch the sweat beaten. The decline of Meng Yuan is a pity. There is no practitioner on the table around Da Han.
Or, that's why kuoktaimeng's small fire appeared in the big wheel temple.
"I will remember the shame of today!"
Kuoktimon, with a bloody face, pointed to Fang Xie's back: "one day!"
Poof
Kuo ketaimeng's neck was slightly angry. He looked down and saw the blood arrow spraying out of his neck. He raised his hand and covered his neck to prevent the blood from spraying out, but it was obviously unsuccessful. The carotid artery ruptured and blood flowed out of his fingers.
Fang Xie's footsteps still didn't stop. He continued to walk up the mountain and said in a very flat tone: "I changed my mind."
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"Make a bet?"
Fang Xie asked Xiang qingniu, "do you guess whether the stone steps to the Dalun temple are singular or even?"
Xiang qingniu thought for a moment and replied, "even numbers"
Fang Xie asked, "why?"
Xiang qingniu said, "I like even numbers, or even numbers are more pleasant."
"I guess it's an odd number."
"Why are you?"
Xiang qingniu looked at Fang Xie and asked, thinking that Fang Xie would have an unfathomable answer.
"It's foggy."
Fang Xie continued to go up. Xiang qingniu was stunned for a while and asked, "are you bored?"
Fang Xie nodded: "a little."
"You should be very excited!"
"Not excited"
Fang Xie raised his head and looked up: "I also thought I would be excited, but I found that I became more and more calm after I came here. I didn't even think about myself, but what was the mood of the first Han man to walk up these stone steps. Maybe it was Yang Qi, maybe there were others before Yang Qi. I was also thinking about what mood sang Luan would feel when he walked up these stone steps."
"Can you guess?"
Xiang qingniu asked.
Fang Xie nodded: "I can guess... What they think is how many levels the stone steps are?"
"Why did you suddenly think of this?"
Xiang qingniu suddenly felt that Fang Xie must have thought of something.
"Was it an enemy or an ally mentioned in Li Qin's notes? If it was an enemy, it seemed that it was a little closer, and the weapons of destruction could not be left here. I remember da free once mentioned... Da Lun Temple existed before the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. The weapons of destruction did not destroy here? Or did someone build Da Lun temple first and wait for the Buddha after the destruction "Zong appears?"
"I don't understand!"
Xiang qingniu shook his head.
"I mean, maybe you can get the answer here. If you're right, in that blank period of history, people who surpassed this era came back here and built Dalun temple. I can't think why. Maybe it's just a kind of nostalgia?"
"You guessed right."
The voice floated out of the big wheel temple, very weak, but very clear.
"After the destruction of the world, those who fled came back here. They wanted to know whether they could continue to survive here. After discovering that the influence of the destruction of the world was very weak, they built Dalun temple here. Then they began to catch some people back for research and try to create another way of development. They built this suspended Dalun temple here to create a new way of development An awe inspiring momentum. "
The voice was very flat, but Fang Xie heard people's feelings from inside.
So Fang Xie was a little surprised.
"You have become an elite."
Fang explained.
The voice smiled: "maybe it was because they were frightened by the fear of extinction, so they thought that if they developed like that, the outcome might be the same. So some activists left the new home they found and returned here to start a crazy experiment. They tried to develop the potential of the human body and replace the progress of science and technology."
"And you?"
Fang Xie asked, "are you something that survived when the world was destroyed, or something left by those crazy people?"
The voice replied, "obviously the former, but after they found that I could still use it, they left a lot of things in my body."
"After all, you are still a program."
Fang Xie sighed slightly.
"Who says not... I'm not a person after all."
There seems to be some regret in the voice.
"Are you waiting for me?"
Fang Xie asked.
The voice was silent for a while and then asked, "did you talk to me a while ago?"
Fang Xie nodded: "yes"
The voice was silent for a while, and then replied, "in fact, I don't know what I'm waiting for, but since it's such a coincidence, you're the one I need to wait for. For me, your existence has nothing to do with me. For you, my existence is particularly important."
"Because... I know your origin."
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Fang Xie went to the gate of the great wheel Ming king hall and looked at the dilapidated temple.
"Why do you want to find the truth?"
The sound became more and more clear, as if it was in Fang Xie's ear. Fang Xie looked up and found the source of the sound in the corner. Of course, that thing is just one of them. Maybe there are things that can make the sound appear in many parts of the building.
Without waiting for the answer, the voice said to himself, "my reasoning analysis shows that the answer is opposite to your behavior. In my reasoning, you are a calm and frightening person, so you won't do anything stupid. Now you have become the master of the Central Plains, and you have an absolute position. You don't need to take risks, and your character doesn't seem to make such a decision."
"Why do you think I'm taking a risk?"
Fang Xie asked.
The voice answered, "because even sang Luan died here. Compared with him, your cultivation is nothing."
Fang Xie shook his head: "why should I believe that sang Luan is dead?"
The sound disappeared.
Fang Xie smiled and pushed the door into the hall of the great wheel Ming king.
The first thing that comes into view is the lotus throne, which symbolizes the supreme status of the great wheel Ming king, but it is pathetic that the throne has been broken. The hall is full of traces left by internal strength, and the old and new traces are different. It can be imagined that there has been more than one fight here.
"It's true that sang Luan is killing here."
Fang Xie's face is full of confidence.
"You are really different. Why are you sure sang Luan is not dead?"
The sound reappears.
Fang Xie smiled more brightly: "I'm not sure, I just doubt. But after you asked me this question, I'm sure sang Luan is not dead."
The voice was a little annoyed: "man is indeed the most cunning creature."
"Where did you send sang Luan?"
Fang Xie asked again.
The voice replied, "he hasn't gone anywhere. He's been waiting here."
Fang Xie nodded: "if what I speculate now is almost the truth, then I believe you. Because if it were me, I would wait here."
"What are you waiting for?"
Asked the voice.
Fang Xie said, "do what sang wanted to do."
The voice couldn't help but burst out a rude remark: "fuck, you're all crazy."
Fang Xie shook his head: "it's different... I'm more crazy than him."