Emperor’s Domination - Chapter 4964
[Who is buried here]
There is no inscribed stele, no owner’s tomb. In this cemetery, there are tombs one after another. These tombs are already very old. Judging from the tombstones, they must have stood in that incomparably distant time.
However, each of the tombs has no records. The tombstones erected in front of the tombs are completely blank. Only some tombstones are carved with patterns. It seems that they are very particular when they are buried.
However, some tombstones are more casual, just a tombstone is erected, there is nothing else on the tombstone, there is no word or pattern carved on the tombstone, and even the material of the tombstone is more Feel free to, and even some are just ordinary ashes that can no longer be ordinary.
There are hundreds of tombs like this in this garden, so densely packed, it almost makes people think that this place is a messy tomb.
However, there is no gloomy and messy mess here. Although it is a bit dilapidated and incomplete, the whole cemetery still has an indescribable solemnity. It seems that the people buried here don’t want anyone to disturb them. .
That kind of atmosphere seems to be innate, not condensed through any building.
In such a mausoleum, when people stay there, there is an indescribable awe. It seems that in this underground, there is an incomparable existence buried, comparable to or even surpassed by gods and demons.
It seems that the owner of each tomb had his own incomparably bright past and an incomparably glorious history before he was alive. Will be back away.
In that era, no matter what kind of inheritance, no matter what kind of existence, they would tremble in front of them.
However, tens of millions of years have passed, and they have just turned into a pile of loess.
Li Qiye walked slowly past one grave after another, and the tip of his hand slowly slid across the wordless tombstones one after another, as if gently stroking the earth, and seemed to be infinitely approaching the dead, as if , from the fingertips, to understand everything about the owner of each tomb, and their past.
Although it is said that the tombstones erected in one tomb after another did not leave a single word, but when the fingertips slid across the tombstones one after another, the fingertips had already touched their time and touched their time. their past.
There is no need for any words on the tombstones, Li Qiye already knows who the owners of the tombs were, and what kind of glory they once had.
In the end, Li Qiye sat down in a tomb, did not speak, sat quietly, closed his eyes, and felt the breeze blowing from the garden.
Lie Yan Kuang Dao followed Li Qiye, Li Qiye remained silent, and he did not speak, doing his duty of guarding.
The cemetery of the Eight Horse Dynasties, Lie Yan Kuang Dao has known for a long time, and the people buried in this cemetery are not anyone from their Eight Horse Dynasties.
It is strange to say that there is such a cemetery in the Eight Horse Dynasty, but people who are not from their Eight Horse Dynasty are buried. Such a thing has always been allowed by the Emperor Eight Horse by default.
The old Xiangbo guarding the mausoleum is always there. Even Lie Yankuao, who has been with the eight Taoist monarchs for a long time, can’t tell when the old Xiangbo came. In short, as long as he can pay attention to and remember the cemetery At that time, the old Xiangbo was already there.
Perhaps, it was possible that he was not there before, but at that time, he did not pay attention to these things.
As for a dying person like Old Xiangbo, it seems that there is nothing wrong with guarding such a cemetery, and, all along, no one will pay attention to it.
Even for the disciples of the Bapi Dynasty, no one noticed the existence of such a garden, let alone an old man guarding the garden, a dying old man in the garden.
Of course, not paying attention in the past does not mean not paying attention later. In the past period of time, Lie Yan Kuang Dao also began to notice, because this dying old Xiangbo, at first, Lie Yan Kuang Dao thought that he had died a few days ago. Year is dying.
However, decades have passed, they are still dying, hundreds of years have passed, they are still dying, hundreds of years have passed, they are still dying, maybe they will live longer than them.
This made Lie Yan Kuang Dao who paid attention to find out the difference. He also asked their majesty the Eight Horses Taoist Lord, but the Eight Horses Tao Lord did not mention a word, so Lie Flame Crazy Sword also knew what to do. How to shut up.
A dilapidated cemetery, an old Xiangbo guarding the garden, it seems that it is just an inconspicuous corner of the Bapi Dynasty.
The disciples of the Bapi Dynasty don’t care, even the disciples of the Bapi Dynasty come and go, I don’t know how many disciples are alive, and they are already dead. Who else will pay attention to such a broken garden.
Lie Yan Crazy Knife doesn’t know who is buried in this dilapidated cemetery, and there are no inscribed steles, and it is impossible for people to see the clues from them.
Regarding the doubts in his heart, Lie Yan Kuang Dao once asked their Majesty the Eight Dao Lords, but the Eight Horse Dao Lords kept silent.
Although it is said that the eight Taoist monarchs are closed and don’t talk about it, Lie Yan Kuang Dao understands his majesty, and he can vaguely guess in his heart that their majesty must know something, must know some secrets, but they don’t want to Just talk to them.
Li Qiye sat quietly in front of the tomb, closed his eyes, as if he had merged with the dilapidated cemetery.
Lie Yan Kuang Dao quietly stood by Li Qiye’s side. At this moment, in this moment, Lie Yan Kuang Dao had a feeling. At this moment, he thought that Li Qiye must know all kinds of things in this cemetery, and he might even know Who is buried in the tombs of these wordless steles.
This kind of feeling, this kind of cognition, makes Lieyankudao very strange in his heart. If it is said that their majesty, the eight Taoist monarchs, have a certain understanding of this garden mausoleum, it is not surprising. After all, their majesty not only It’s just that his insight is amazing, and he has entered and exited one fierce place after another, one remnant domain after another, and explored one ancient secret after another.
However, Li Qiye in front of him looks ordinary, ordinary, just an ordinary strong monk, so why does he know this cemetery, why does he know the secret behind it?
How could an ordinary monk be able to match their unparalleled majesty?
This made Lieyan Kuangdao couldn’t help thinking about it in his heart. At this time, he clearly realized in his heart that before his Majesty died, he passed on the position of the Eight Horse Dynasty to Li Qiye, and there must be them behind him Unexplorable secrets.
I don’t know how long it took before Li Qiye slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly.
“Your Highness, are you okay?” Seeing Li Qiye’s expression, he seemed a little tired, seemed to have some memories, or was there something unspeakable, sad? This made Lieyan Kuangdao asked worriedly.
Li Qiye glanced at Lieyan Kuangdao, and said: “Your Majesty is really lucky.”
“What does Your Highness mean?” Li Qiye’s words immediately made Lie Yankuang at a loss, and for a while, he didn’t understand Li Qiye What does this mean.
“Although your Majesty is no longer here.” Li Qiye couldn’t help but smiled, and said: “However, he has saved his descendants forever, what a blessing.” He sighed softly.
“Your Highness, do you mean Her Highness the Princess?” Lie Yankuao didn’t know who Li Qiye was referring to.
Li Qiye smiled, did not go into details, stood up and patted the dust on his body, and said, “Let’s go.”
When Li Qiye and the others left the dilapidated cemetery, the old Xiangbo who guarded the cemetery never showed his face, nor did he When they went out to see each other off, they could only hear coughing from time to time in the hut.
When Lie Yan Kuang Dao was about to leave, he called the old uncle, but there was only a vague response from inside.
Lie Yan Kuang Dao also thought that the old Xiangbo was a strange person in his heart, but it made it impossible for people to explore.
When Li Qiye had just returned to Bapi Hall, suddenly a little girl barged in fiercely.
“Who are you—” Seeing Li Qiye, the little girl who suddenly barged in questioned Li Qiye, with a fierce look, hands on hips, full of hostility towards Li Qiye.
This little girl was about ten years old, carved in pink and jade, exuding a noble aura all over her body, anyone who looked at her would know that she was born as an extremely noble, extraordinary person.
This little girl has a head of black hair, a pair of round and big black eyes, which match very well, and she looks full of aura.
Moreover, this little girl has an indescribable explosive power all over her body, she seems to be like a little black horse, able to run thousands of miles at any time, full of vitality.
Taking a closer look at the eyebrows of this little girl, she turned out to be of the Celestial Clan bloodline.
“Who are you—” Li Qiye smiled and looked at the little girl.
“His Royal Highness.” Seeing this little girl rushing in angrily and questioning Li Qiye, Lie Yan Kuang Dao knew what was going on.
“My name is Azhao and the Bapi Dynasty is my home.” The little girl announced to Li Qiye angrily, with overwhelming momentum.
Princess Azi, the little girl in front of me, is the daughter of the Bapi Daojun, the only descendant of the Bapi Daojun in the Lower Three Continents, and the princess of the Bapi Dynasty.
Princess Aziao, the daughter of the Bapi Daojun, but no one has ever known who her mother is, not even Lie Yan Kuangdao who has been following the Bapi Daojun.
Princess A-Zi was brought back suddenly by the Taoist Lord Bapi. No one knows where she came from.
[End of This Chapter]
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