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Sitting quietly for a while, Zhao Heng walked slowly to the window, bathed in the clear light, looked up at the cold moon, feeling desolate and confused.
Although I am now the successor of the Great Zhou, and the power of all living beings I share is better than when the south was proclaimed emperor, I am afraid that I will have no hope of the supreme throne in my lifetime. A high view is at the peak of the celestial being, only one step away from the legend. The realm is limitless, unless there is an accident, the lifespan will be long, and I can't afford to wait. Second, even if there is an accident, Gao Lanzhong Dao collapses, and the one who ascends the Great Treasure will not be me, not even the one in the front Xiaomeng, at that time, the Emperor of the Great Zhou had no choice but to be the new master chosen by Emperor Sword!
As for the recognition of the master of the Human Emperor Sword, I don't think there will be a miracle.
Therefore, my past ambitions and past wishes are all nothing but illusions, and without these, what is the point of occupying a place and sharing the power of all beings?
It's nothing but a walking dead!
Should I completely abandon the past and seek a new path?
But where is the road ahead?
Zhao Heng asked himself over and over again, but there was no answer.
I don't know how long it took, when he saw the cold moon sinking to the west, an inexplicable thought suddenly arose in his heart:
"I wonder if the gods at this time can see the same moonlight?"
With this thought, he suddenly felt a deep sense of homesickness. The place that carried his life for the past few decades was like a scroll, and scenes flashed in his mind: Miyagi, palaces, Wei Palace, and streets and alleys ¡
It's time to go back and have a look
See the traces of the past, walk into the memories, and find a new path!
?After making a decision, Zhao Heng entered the Changle Palace just after dawn, asked Gao Lan to see him, and said that he had been away for many years, and he suddenly missed his hometown and wanted to go back to the capital of God to worship his ancestors.
Gao Lan looked at him with deep and incomprehensible eyes, and nodded in agreement without asking any more questions.
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The time refers to noon, thousands of sails cover the sun on the canal, and hundreds of boats compete for the current, which is a lively and prosperous scene.
The God City stands on the riverside, as huge as an ancient giant beast, majestic and far-reaching, along both sides of the canal are full of houses, row upon row, noisy and vivid.
"The capital of the gods is still so magnificent" Hu Dou, the eunuch, stood on the bow of the boat, one step behind Zhao Heng. Looking at the familiar scene, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "It's really a tiger occupying the dragon's plate, swallowing the world."
Hearing this, Zhao Heng sighed softly, as if he had returned to his youth,
At that time, the gods were the center of the world, which was better than Changle¡¯s ignorance. Tens of thousands of merchants came to court, families gathered, the real arrogance engulfed the north and the south, the emperor¡¯s star shined brightly, and the majesty of the king made the strong and masters dare not make troubles at will.
Although the form is there now, the breath is gone!
When the building boat docked at the port, Zhao Heng passed through the deep city gate hole with his hands behind his back, leading the Hudou, and passed through many years of time.
He is a grand master, and it is impossible to find a Dharma expert to protect him when he goes out, so he just went south in a low-key manner with the eunuch Hu Dou who always followed him.
After entering the city of God, Zhao Heng paused for a moment and then chose the direction. Instead of going to the inner city, he went more and more remote.
"My lord, where are you going?" Hu Dou found that the scenery was becoming more and more familiar, and asked with a move in his heart.
Zhao Heng nodded slightly: "Well, go there."
While speaking, a vast garden appeared in front of it, with exotic flowers blooming in bloom, auspicious trees forming forests, and the river running through the capital of God twists and turns here, which is extremely beautiful and beautiful.
"Yulin Garden" Hu Dou murmured the name of the garden.
This royal garden is known to the world because of the Qionghua Banquet once held here, and at the banquet, the Yuan Emperor and Devil Emperor and other contemporary figures were either brilliant or emerged, writing a glorious page in the annals of history.
But for Zhao, the capital of the gods, what is unforgettable is the hope and disappointment carried by the Qionghua Banquet.
In a flash, Zhao Heng and Hu Dou entered Yulin Garden, and saw that the zigzag river had been diverted, leaving obvious traces, a large lake glistening, cracks and other desolate scenery around.
Zhao Heng paced slowly, carefully sizing up these remnants, with mixed feelings in his heart, their appearance ruined the last chance of ZTE, the capital of God!
At that time, I didn¡¯t feel it, but in the past few years, I have seen it more clearly. If at that time, the Qionghua Banquet had been truly arranged successfully, without the ¡°mythical¡± ¡°Emperor of Heaven¡± Han Guang making trouble, and without the mysterious figure who magnified the robbery, the Zhao family would have been able to With Dharma body characters to suppress and balance the situation, we can catch up with the turbulent changes in the future.
It's not that having the Dharma body can compete against Gao Lan, but that with the Dharma body, he has shown enough value to occupy such a vast territory of the real world.There are big figures wooing the layout, so that they can gradually grow and compete with Gao Lan.
It is a pity that the God Capital Zhao missed this best and last chance, and it is irreparable to this day.
"It would be great if we could go back to the past and rewrite this period of history" Zhao Heng closed his eyes, breathing in the cool breeze by the river, and the events of the Qionghua Banquet flowed in his heart one by one.
If you can't go back, you won't be able to go back after all.
Hu Dou next to him left his hometown and was a guest in a different place, and he was also deeply moved, and he sighed deeply at this time.
Zhao Heng opened his eyes, looked towards the inner city, sighed and said:
"Go home."
The Prince Wei Mansion is located in Duozi Alley near the imperial city. The environment is quiet and the carriages and horses are sparse. Although there has been no owner for many years, it is always cleaned by servants. It is lonely but clean.
Zhao Heng didn't greet anyone, and walked directly across the courtyard to the study.
There are several bookshelves in the room, full of books, and the table is leaning against the window, reflecting the golden sun in the afternoon.
Looking at this familiar scene, Zhao Heng seemed to see himself at the beginning, a small figure sitting behind the desk, with focused eyes, studying hard, day and night, leaving immature handwriting on every book.
?Because I was born weak and unable to practice martial arts, and I was neglected and scorned a lot. I was unwilling, so I could only study like crazy, hoping to gain the power to change my destiny.
"At that time, the prince showed his excellence." Hu Dou seemed to understand what Zhao Heng was thinking, and seemed to recall the same scene, so he couldn't help saying.
That's because when we are in a desperate situation, we can only grab every straw, no matter whether it can save our lives or not Zhao Heng looked at the room on the left side of the study. It is now empty and there is nothing.
But many years ago, it was the place where I suffered. It was filled with furnaces, pots, and other things. In order to cure my congenital deficiencies and to practice martial arts, I searched for divine medicine prescriptions and tried many methods, including acupuncture and moxibustion. There are pills to boil the body, and all kinds of strange pills and decoctions. Every time I suffer great pain, life is worse than death. If it weren't for the masters in the mansion to protect the heart with inner strength and the imperial doctor on standby, I am afraid that I would have died a long time ago
In this kind of experience, I gradually formed my ambitions. After receiving the treatment of the Six Paths, I moved towards my ideals step by step and had my own path.
The self who is so motivated, the self who is not willing, the self who is suffering like that, seems to be masochistic and never thinks of giving up, and will live a life of death.
Zhao Heng looked at his former "self" quietly, as if he had turned into a clay puppet. Before he knew it, the sun was setting and the sunset was dancing in the sky.
He sighed again, turned and left the Wei Palace, and walked towards the imperial city.
?Since the Great Jin was attached, the imperial city of Shendu has been divided into two parts, one for the Zhao family and the other for the left-behind mansion.
As soon as they approached the residence, a middle-aged man with gray hair greeted him, cupped his hands and said:
"The gods stayed behind Qian Qian to meet King Jin."
"Qian Qian?" Zhao Heng looked at the master and felt familiar.
Qian Qian said with a smile: "Because of Yuanhuang Xianzun, the name of humble job is often talked about by the world."
"It's you!" Zhao Heng nodded, remembering who it was.
It is said that when Xiaomeng first entered the capital of God, he lived in Antai Building, and Qian Qian, a master of the "Heaven and Man" in the martial arts gym, challenged him at night and was defeated by a sword, but he was reminded of "the road is under your feet". , defeated the inner demons, left the gods, measured his own path step by step, and finally promoted perfectly. Now he is a master, and he became the gods two years ago to stay behind.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Qian Qian led them in, surrounded by palaces and pavilions, full of familiar scenes and memories of the past.
"Qian stays behind, feels lonely and loves the scene, and wants to walk around in Liushou's mansion." Zhao Heng said.
Qian Qian did not refuse, and said with a smile: "Your Highness is free."
After saying thank you, Zhao Heng and Hu Dou walked to the depths of the Liushou Mansion. At this time, the night was dark, the palace locks were quiet, and the cool wind was chilling.
Slowly walking in the slightly gloomy palace, Zhao Heng fell into a long silence, Hu Dou didn't dare to say more, and accompanied him quietly.
Unknowingly, they stopped in front of a palace, which was filled with gloom and cold.
Zhao Heng closed his eyes, exhaled, and said Hudou through sound transmission:
"After being attached to the Great Zhou Dynasty, the King of Qin did not go north, but tried a breakthrough again, but unfortunately it still failed, the foundation was damaged, and it was difficult to make up for it, so he died in depression."
King Qin once made such a powerless and desperate struggle.
Hu Dou felt depressed suddenly, not knowing how to answer, followed Zhao Heng into the palace.
As soon as the door was pushed open, the eyes of both of them lit up at the same time, because there was a man in a toga with long sleeves standing facing him inside the palace, with black hair and a wooden hairpin, looking at the cold and bright moon outside the window calmly.
"Mage!" Zhao Heng blurted out.
Han Guang turned around leisurely, looked at him with a smile and said:
"Finally waiting for you to come back." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)Standing beside him was a man in a toga with long sleeves, with black hair and a wooden hairpin, looking at the cold and bright moon outside the window calmly.
"Mage!" Zhao Heng blurted out.
Han Guang turned around leisurely, looked at him with a smile and said:
"Finally wait until you come back." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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