At this moment, the season was only late autumn when the Seven Blood Boys were born, but it was already cold winter here in the purple soil.
The wind and snow swayed and fell, sprinkling the earth and covering this ancient city of ten thousand years.
From a distance, the crimson palace buildings seemed to be embedded in the vast and boundless snow like the sea.
Heavy snow is falling.
The entire land is covered layer by layer, and there are not many pedestrians on the streets, all wearing thick clothes, but they can't sweep away the snowflakes that continue to fall, making everyone seem to be heading towards whitehead.
A feeling of decline and oppression filled the air, and with the snowflakes and the numb expressions of pedestrians, they gradually integrated into the environment and became the atmosphere of this place.
And the exposed tile roofs of all the buildings in the entire city are like lonely islands in a sea of snow.
Here, it is the purple soil.
This is also the former imperial capital of Nanhuangzhou.
Ten thousand years ago, there was a kingdom in Nanhuangzhou called Ziqing Shang Guo, which also unified Nanhuangzhou, with Yanhuang as its totem, but in the end it was still in this cruel troubled world and could not survive forever.
It can only collapse in the civil strife, making the Ziqing Kingdom buried in history and become the past.
As for the original royal family and the wealth they inherited, they were also divided by those rebel parties back then, and the bloodline was the same, until now it has withered.
After the rebel party divided everything, it became orthodox, forming eight big clans, occupying the purple soil, and becoming a big family of purple soil.
Looking around, the size of the entire Purple Earth Imperial Capital was more than the main city of the Seven Blood Boys, almost three in size, and it was divided into eight areas.
They are eight major families.
In each area, there is an existence similar to a palace, and it is also the ancestral home of these eight families.
Some family palaces are surrounded by turquoise pool water, duckweed is all over the ground, shining brightly, with dragons and phoenixes carved on the eaves, golden scales and golden armor, vividly appearing.
There are also family palaces, where the golden glazed tiles shine dazzling in the winter sun, and from a distance, the top of the heavy eaves hall is particularly brilliant.
Compared with the Seven Blood Boys, it is not a style at all.
In contrast, Zitu is more like an old man in fancy clothes but stubborn and rigid, everything is about rules, everything is about blood, and everything is based on family traditions.
This is their way of survival in troubled times, different from the Seven Blood Boys, and they can't tell which one is better.
But what can be seen is that the Seven Blood Boys, as a branch of the Seven Sects Alliance, were inferior to Purple Earth to a certain extent from the beginning, until they developed over the years and gradually reached equality.
Now with the breakthrough of the Blood Refinement Ancestor, he surpassed it in one fell swoop, and even had the courage to go to war with foreign races.
But Purple Earth will not be like this.
They like to close themselves off, they don't like others to disturb them, and even while they are in awe of the remnants of the sky, they also despise all forces in the outside world, even if it is the Ancient Continent, they still look down on it.
They think that their own bloodline is the most noble, and they do not think that they are frogs at the bottom of the well.
Therefore, if the people living here do not have the bloodline passed down, then most of them have no future, and naturally they will have no vitality, and servility will slowly penetrate into the soul, generation after generation.
Master Bai is a rare person in the purple soil for ten thousand years.
He is also the first to break the traditional concept of the family and seek common development with the external Terran Alliance.
His thoughts were contrary to Purple Earth, so he paid the price and became a mortal.
But he did not give up, with his unparalleled talent and the way of grass and trees, in the limited years, he walked out of another path.
And he has researched a large number of elixirs, and in the way of plants and trees, he has surpassed the monks with his own mortal strength.
Even to some extent, he was already the first person in the Dan Dao of Southern Huangzhou.
Even the peak master of the Seven Blood Boy Second Peak, as a primordial infant monk, she admired Master Bai very much, and a person like the Seventh Master had to call him a master.
All of this can be seen that Master Bai's attainments in the Dan Dao have reached their peak.
But even so, in the purple soil, he was still locked by many rules, and many things were powerless, everything was due to blood.
Master Bai is not a direct descendant of the Bai family, he is from a collateral background.
At this moment, the wind and snow are even greater.
While the snowflakes were falling, in the public cemetery in the urban area where the Bai family was located, more than a dozen people stood there silently, in front of them was a crystal coffin, Master Bai's body was lying inside, and the wound on the center of his eyebrows had been covered.
Although the body was blessed by mana and sealed with a crystal coffin, if you look closely, you can still see that Master Bai's body is decaying and turning black.
This is a manifestation of poisoning, which is very domineering and can accelerate decay.
Therefore, the body could not be preserved for too long, and could only be buried in the dusk of this day, in the dim sunset of a snowy day.
The thinness of the blood made Master Bai ineligible to enter the family's imperial tomb after his death, and Master Bai was disdainful of this during his lifetime.
Most of the crowd was silent, and Bai Yundong was among them.
The people who can come here are either Master Bai's juniors or those who have a heart-to-heart with him, there are not many of them, but in this life, people may not need to have too many friends, three or five confidants, it is enough.
With the burial of the coffin, the oppressive atmosphere around everyone in front of the grave became more solemn, until a girl couldn't control it and cried out, which broke this oppression.
It was Tingyu who cried.
Two years have passed, she has grown up, her slim years should have been as carefree as ever, but now with Master Bai's death, her sky has collapsed.
She knelt in front of the grave, tears slipping down drop by drop, extremely sad.
Next to her, there was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, this young man was tall and magnificent, his robe was extremely luxurious, and the jade pendant tied around his waist exuded the light of the magic weapon.
He is Chen Feiyuan.
He is also the eldest grandson of the Chen family's generation, and this time the teleportation blockade after Master Bai's death was actually achieved with his full promotion.
At this moment, he clenched his fists tightly, his breathing was rapid, and the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely strong, rich to the extreme.
And in this sadness and anger, they didn't notice that in the distance of this mausoleum, there was a middle-aged man standing silently in an alley, looking at this place from afar.
The middle-aged man was wearing a coarse linen robe, he looked unattractive, and his face was still a little sallow, but his eyes showed endless sadness, his body trembled slightly at the moment, and his right hand clasped the wall beside him, and he had crushed it.
After a long time, the sky gradually darkened, and as the sunset gradually set, as dusk was about to disperse, everyone in front of Master Bai's grave in the afterglow left silently.
The last to leave were Tingyu and Chen Feiyuan, as well as several of Chen Feiyuan's entourage.
The middle-aged man was silent and walked forward, he did not look at the people who left, and approached the public cemetery, passing by Chen Feiyuan and Tingyu during this period.
Chen Feiyuan supported Tingyu, who was still in tears of grief, and also noticed Xu Qing, but he was in sadness and didn't care, this cemetery is very large, and there are many people who come to mourn every day.
This is also what made him even more sad and indignant, his Chen Feiyuan's master was actually buried here, but he couldn't do anything.
"You say, will he come......" Tingyu, who was sad, wiped away her tears and said weakly softly.
"He? Hmph, he came a long time ago when he was coming, and he hasn't come yet, he should be like everyone else, he is a white-eyed wolf!" Chen Feiyuan didn't need any thought to know who the person Tingyu was talking about, and gritted his teeth and spoke at this moment.
Tingyu was silent.
The middle-aged man walked silently past them, until everyone behind him walked away, and he also came to Master Bai's grave, looking at the tombstone, his eyes were red.
"Teacher......" The middle-aged man muttered, his voice hoarse, and knelt down towards the tombstone.
He is Xu Qing who teleported to the purple soil!
After teleporting to the purple soil, Xu Qing immediately found out the news of Master Bai's burial and rushed over immediately, but he knew that his Taoist robe was too conspicuous and not conducive to tracking down the murderer.
So he changed his appearance and came here.
Looking at the tombstone at this moment, Xu Qing felt a little tingling in his chest, and this pain became deeper and deeper, and began to spread throughout his body.
So far in his life, he has only knelt down two tombstones, one is Team Lei and the other is Master Bai.
"Teacher, I will find the murderer and the person behind this matter." Xu Qing muttered bitterly, and after kowtowing to the tombstone, he took out a wine gourd from his arms and placed it in front of the grave.
"Team Lei said that you like to drink, teacher, and I will accompany you." Xu Qing said, picked up the wine jug and took a sip, then gently sprinkled it in front of the grave, and put the wine jug aside.
"Teacher, I have memorized all the scriptures you left before leaving, and I will memorize them for you."
"The way of plants and trees, one of all phenomena, can be the same as the great road, know the nature of things, and know the principles of heaven."
"The first plant, golden button grass, also known as clover bead and loose cold grass, is a whole grass of the single-spike water centipede of the sedge family, a perennial herb, which grows under the forest on hillsides and in humid places in the wilderness, and is distributed in Lingyou and Guangling states in the southern part of Nanhuang."
"The second plant, rhinoceros spark, also known as Yunmengsi, is a plant of the spiritual fire family, a perennial spiritual root, which can promote lung coughing, clear heat and detoxify, dissipate stasis and reduce swelling, and has a miraculous effect on poisonous snake bites and bruises."
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"The 137th plant, Soul Melting Mist, also known as Heaven Closed Eyes, is a strange herb of the Great Spirit Period of the Fog Living Science and Technology, the effect can melt the soul marker, it is difficult to detect, difficult to remove, and it is the main flavor medicine of the Twelve Hour Scattering Decay Pill."
Xu Qing muttered softly, and memorized the herbs he had written down in the Grass and Tree Classic.
Suddenly, he seemed to see Master Bai reappear in front of him, drinking wine, looking at himself with a smile, with majesty in his eyes, but he couldn't hide his relief.
"Night corpse morning glory, also known as poisonous mountain root turtledove chrysanthemum, is the vine stem and root of the Asteraceae plant fine-veined turtledove, woody vine, born in the corpse yin ravine, by the cold stream or in the jungle, its taste is astringent and pungent, the entrance is slightly warm, there is a sense of decay, and it has the miraculous effect of fearing the wind and relieving the surface, but it is poisonous in excess, and it is a typical yin and yang polar plant."
The cold wind blew, the snowflakes fell piece by piece, Xu Qing's voice echoed in front of Master Bai's grave, until night fell, and his shadow conveyed a wisp of emotional fluctuations.
It seems to be telling him that he has found it!
Xu Qing looked up in astonishment, silently looked at Master Bai's tombstone, kowtowed three times heavily, and the moment he stood up, his whole body was amazingly murderous and disappeared into the night.
Not long after he left, there were several figures in the distance, quickly arriving, Tingyu was in the front, and behind her were Chen Feiyuan and several of his entourage.
"Tingyu, are you mistaken, how is it possible, he is now a celebrity of the Seven Blood Boys, how can he remember the teacher here."
"That's right, I know his eyes, I remember it carefully when I go back, it must be him!"
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I want to create a protagonist with a soul, Xu Qing, a child, has many shortcomings, such as his careful eyes, such as his cold personality, but he has his own temperature, whether it is En, or a partner who will come into his heart in the future, he will cherish it.
He is a person who values love and righteousness.
At the same time, I recalled my previous books, except for Immortal Rebellion and Demon Quest, the group portraits were a bit less flavorful here, so I also wanted to enrich more characters in this book, such as the captain, such as the ancestor, such as Zhang San, such as Huang Yan, they all have their own stories, woven together, and become a net, and there are many more in the future, all in my head.
Life is like a dream, born chasing dreams.
Xu Qing is like this, and so are we, encourage each other.