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Have you ever tried to push open a grand, heavy door?

That kind of door, reinforced with iron and wrapped in copper, feels weighty.

The act of pushing it open is like pushing open heavy time.

You use your strength to gauge history.

And the light of the sky outside, it bursts into the sealed unknown with you.

Longsheng Jun’s hands have pushed open doors more than once today. They have also ended more than one life.

He truly is an extremely cruel person.

In Fu Zhaofan’s final moments, he still didn’t tell Fu Zhaofan his specific methods.

But perhaps this is the reason for his “longsheng” (dragon life).

Or perhaps this is also the reason why Fu Zhaofan could die peacefully.

When the large door of the side hall was pushed open, Mei Yue of Sanfen Xiangqi Lou was sitting curled up in the corner of the wall, hugging her knees. Her posture showed a kind of weakness and fear. But her whole being didn’t feel weak.

Perhaps it was because her eyes were too focused!

Her chin rested on her knees, and her eyes were fixed on the ground, where a book was spread open.

She was reading a book.

Longsheng Jun’s figure, representing him, still only remained in the middle of the hall doorway. He probably liked this just-right position, a posture of “self as boundary.”

“Mei Yue, the top xinxiang of Sanfen Xiangqi Lou, this is my first time seeing you,” Longsheng Jun’s hazy figure said.

“This is also my first time seeing you,” Mei Yue replied, but she didn’t lift her head.

Seeing Longsheng Jun for the first time was less important than reading the book.

“What is this?” Longsheng Jun asked.

“Long Boji is dead. That junior brother who went out to send the corpse will not come back alive either. The entire Nandou Secret Realm is full of dying people, people dying every day.” Mei Yue sighed, “This little woman is afraid!”

There was a hint of laughter in Longsheng Jun’s voice: “You don’t look afraid.”

“Precisely because I’m afraid, I tightly closed the door of this guest hall, hoping people would forget me. Precisely because I’m too afraid, I need to read some idle books, escape reality, and numb myself,” Mei Yue said, closing the book on the ground, lifting her head, and for the first time truly looking at the legendary Longsheng Jun.

Naturally, her beautiful eyes found nothing in that mass of light and shadow.

Instead, the dazzling sky light blurred her pupils, making them appear bright and charming, with a hint of danger.

On the cover of the book on the ground was written…

“Liegou Qianjiao Zhuan?” Longsheng Jun likely didn’t read idle books and hadn’t heard this name: “Which family wrote it?”

“The author’s name is not clear. Perhaps it was lost through generations, or perhaps they simply didn’t dare to leave their name,” Mei Yue’s voice had a slight surprise: “Does the name matter to you?”

“Of course, names are very important,” Longsheng Jun said very calmly: “I won’t read books by nameless authors. If the author’s name is not well-taken, I also won’t read it.”

“Oh. I’m not picky about this. Whether a book is good or not, the words will tell; who the author is, is irrelevant,” Mei Yue said casually: “A friend seems to really like this book, so I bought it to do a little research.”

“Is someone hiding inside the book?” Longsheng Jun seemed to smile but not smile.

“The person hiding in my heart!”

Mei Yue seemed very serious, but immediately laughed again: “If there really was someone hiding in this book, then you should run far away now.”

“Your knowledge far exceeds your cultivation; you know a lot,” Longsheng Jun said leisurely: “But perhaps you know too much.”

Mei Yue squinted and smiled: “Not much, not much, still need to learn.”

She picked up the book from the ground and shook it: “I’m just learning.”

“Learning has no end,” Longsheng Jun’s tone was careless at this moment, yet it was like thunder rising from flat ground: “Sanfen Xiangqi, exchanged for infatuation. Yingge Yanyu, all are demons of the human heart. Sanfen Xiangqi Lou is just this kind of ghost place. You see your bright makeup, fierce flaming red lips, who knows how much fresh blood they are stained with? This time, you have confused the hearts of the people of Nandou; how many resources have your confusing heart actually gained?”

Mei Yue rolled the book in her hand into a scroll and sighed: “I’m not surprised you can understand my divine power. I’m surprised you would say something like this. Confuse the hearts of the people of Nandou? Is the crime of overturning this world’s major sects, with ten thousand years of foundation, in one morning, something a weak woman like me, who was luckily descended by a god, can bear?”

“A figure as great as you should trace things back to their source, rather than picking branches and asking about leaves.”

She shook her head: “Can I influence you, or control Siming Zhenren, or one of the Six Zhen in Nandou? Humble as I am, can I actually confuse the hearts of the people of Nandou?”

“Long Boji is pitiful,” Longsheng Jun sighed: “He is indeed not your opponent.”

“It’s not that he’s not my opponent. It’s that his opponent isn’t me,” Mei Yue seriously corrected him: “You stripped away all their names. And Long Boji, who detected all this, deliberately wrote many letters to his close friends to save himself, and who was indeed remembered and missed, leaving his name behind, was truly the most eye-catching one. Was his death not your wish?”

“He is indeed pitiful,” there was a hint of seemingly genuine sigh in Mei Yue’s tone: “Because all his resistance was useless, and no one knew.”

“Stripping names, hehehe… Who told you this?” Longsheng Jun’s voice slightly rose: “Luoshe Mingyue Jing? She probably doesn’t have this kind of ability.”

Mei Yue said: “You probably don’t understand her ability.”

“Also. I humbly admit. Although I have always been in the Southern Domain, I don’t understand Luoshe Mingyue Jing enough…” Longsheng Jun’s voice suddenly changed, returning to indifference: “Time has arrived.”

Three sleeps to rise at five, always with a schedule.

He seemed to be announcing the final arrival of death: “Your name is ‘Mei Yue,’ right?”

Mei Yue half-squatted on the ground, looked up at the high window, the sky light outside the window was truly dazzling.

She put away the book, stood up, and gave a slight bow: “Mei Yue, the first Xinxiang of Sanfen Xiangqi Lou, has met Longsheng Jun.”

In the hazy light and shadow of the doorway, Longsheng Jun stretched out a cold hand: “Your name actually cannot be erased, interesting!”

The hall door closed with a bang!

Accompanying a Shangguo Zhenren to view the scenery is not an interesting thing.

On this point, the high levels of Yueguo all had experience. There should be quite a few people who resonate with the overlord lying on the couch side!

But Gao Zheng, who had just sent away Qu Zhongwu, had a face full of spring breeze, as if meeting an old friend.

Walking on the dike of Qiantang Jiang, looking at the bright moon reflecting, the tide rising in a line, how many past events surged with it.

From here, one could indeed faintly see the mountain shadow of Jiaowu Shan in Chuguo – that really was too high a mountain, and Chuguo and Yueguo were not truly close at hand.

Saying the mountain shadow reflects in Qiantang Jiang is, of course, an exaggeration. But for many years, Yueguo had indeed been covered by the mountain shadow of Chuguo.

Previously, Tiancity gathered the winds and clouds of the world, attracting worldwide attention. A quietly silent great battle also occurred on Jiaowu Shan.

He couldn’t get a close look, only catching a slight glimpse, knowing that Pingdengguo was involved – this was necessarily an extremely important matter, but unfortunately, Chuguo was deeply taboo from top to bottom, and Pingdengguo also didn’t release half a point of wind.

Gao Zheng was not uneasy about this unknown.

Facing Chuguo, his understanding was never enough, his preparation was never enough.

But he was always facing it.

Just like the height and vastness of Jiaowu Shan didn’t change the vastness of Qiantang Jiang.

The long, long river Jiang!

“You seem very happy?” A voice suddenly asked.

This was a cold and stern female voice, yet within the severity, it embodied a kind of unfounded, distant contemplation.

The voice came with the tidings, a rustling sound, breaking into the sound of the tide.

Gao Zheng’s figure instantly became hazy.

But a hand like white mutton fat jade waved and pressed down. Gao Zheng then returned from virtual to real, from false to true. He couldn’t leave!

This beautiful clear hand came from a woman mixed in with colorful colors – not to say how gorgeous her body and dress were, but in the eyes of a contemporary Zhenren like Gao Zheng, she was only flowing colors.

He could not see her appearance, nor observe her looks, yet he could feel “brightness” and “charm.”

Merely this hand, clear in his vision, was beautiful enough!

Of course, being unable to escape Luo Sha Mingyue Jing, he couldn’t feel any sense of beauty at all.

“Luo Sha Louzhu!” He bowed on the long dike and cupped his hands, very humbly: “I didn’t know of your esteemed presence. This Gao failed to welcome you properly, it was truly rude! Please forgive me!”

That mysterious and unfathomable Louzhu of Sanfen Xiangqi Lou, the contemporary absolute peak, Luo Sha Mingyue Jing!

At the juncture when Chuguo was surrounding and killing Nandou Hall and greatly capturing the cultivators of Sanfen Xiangqi Lou, she actually appeared in Yueguo’s Qiantang Jiang.

Gao Zheng immediately sought forgiveness, and she only stretched her finger down and continued to press down!

The colors between heaven and earth, large blocks fell, as if the autumn wind was sweeping away blooming flowers.

Gao Zheng’s world turned into two colors, black and white. He also became haggard, his hair gradually turning white and his face gradually darkening.

But he then bit his teeth and with difficulty shouted: “Louzhu, why do you look at me with hatred and cut off my life path?”

He stood straight in this black and white world, his two hands separating, as if a boundary between two colors, a chasm between two worlds.

“Don’t you see the Qi, the heart of heaven in Qiantang, the heart of the people in Yue armor!”

He was the most accomplished famous minister in the history of Yueguo. His position in the hearts of the people of Yueguo was unparalleled in his time, surpassing all others. Although he had been retired for many years.

In the land of Yueguo, he could obtain undisputed, maximum support.

At this moment, the power of the country was added to his body, the heart of the people was added to his body.

Behind him was the virtual shadow of a mountain, in front of him was the roar of a river. The mountain was Yinxiang Peak, the river was Qiantang Jiang. The power of the mountains and rivers of Yue soil supported his body, making him stand straight.

He wore a five-colored armor shining with ten lights. In the black and white world, he had the colors of the people’s heart. The people’s heart of the Yue land protected him, preventing him from withering so easily.

However, merely these powers were still not enough, still not sufficient to stop Luo Sha Mingyue Jing’s pressing palm.

So he howled again: “Have you not heard, Shushan has a road!”

The Confucian holy land of Shushan was in the Southern Domain.

As a prominent scholar of his time, Confucian disciples spread all over the world.

Songguo in the Southern Domain alone revered Confucianism. When the former Xiaguo perished, the court also discussed worshipping Confucianism throughout the country to seek Shushan’s salvation. The world’s four major academies were each major sects of the world. But all worshipped Shushan as a holy land.

From this and so on, one can see a glimpse of Shushan’s power.

Yueguo’s ability to sleep soundly next to Chuguo for so many years was nothing more than the support of Nandou Hall and Mugu Shuyuan. But tracing it back to its root, it was still Shushan’s gaze.

If there was no Shushan’s gaze, no matter how well Gao Zheng could dance with long sleeves, no matter how much his methods covered the world, how could he pull Chuguo down to talk, how could he have the “Xianxian Alliance” that made him famous?

At this moment, Gao Zheng’s one sentence, “Shushan has a road,” immediately opened a path of life for himself. In that increasingly desolate black and white world, the sound of reading gradually rose.

The human heart was originally nothing; it was born poor, and in the mountains and seas of knowledge, it became colorful and diverse.

Gao Zheng relied on this to regain colors and temporarily resist Luo Sha Mingyue Jing’s attack.

When the tidings retreated, Luo Sha Mingyue Jing was silent.

When the tidings came, Luo Sha Mingyue Jing’s voice rang out: “If I had told you of my coming, perhaps you wouldn’t be the only one waiting here.”

She had never come to Qiantang Jiang, or rather, she had come but Gao Zheng didn’t know.

At this moment, the entire Qiantang Jiang echoed her, using heaven and earth phenomena to cover her human traces. Gao Zheng’s obtained support from Qiantang Jiang was all firmly diverted.

It was as if Luo Sha Mingyue Jing was the master of this place.

Gao Zheng seemed not to understand the hostility in Luo Sha Mingyue Jing’s words, nor did he feel the danger he was suffering, and he smiled calmly: “If you had told me of your coming in advance, I would have swept the couch to welcome you, prepared all the rituals of the Yue land, and exhausted the beauty of Qiantang. Of course, if you like quiet, I would also have cleared out the common people in advance, and you could have a peaceful heart’s tour. Why is it like this moment, making me feel helpless and deeply negligent!”

Luo Sha Mingyue Jing smiled: “I’m afraid that before you screen away the common people, you’ll screen yourself away first. Leaving me with nothing to gain.”

Gao Zheng said: “Yue land has many fine wines, Yue land has many famous swords. If Louzhu seeks these, you will not return without getting them.”

Luo Sha Mingyue Jing said: “There is no lack of fine wine in Sanfen Xiangqi Lou, nor is there a lack of famous swords. Haven’t you heard of swords chopping foolish husbands? I want your head – can I borrow it?”

Her voice was leisurely, but blood was overflowing from Gao Zheng’s nostrils.

How can the color of a Zhenren’s blood not fade? In black and white, on his dark and rough face, two winding red streaks flowed.

He grinned, letting the nosebleed flow into his lips: “What crime have I committed?”

Luo Sha Mingyue Jing let out a light laugh: “It has come to this point, and you ask? I ask you – Chuguo exterminated Sanfen Xiangqi Lou; this is a private grudge between these two families. Why is your Yueguo joining in the fun?”

“What kind of matter is this!” Gao Zheng feigned deep thought: “Are you saying that Qu Zhongwu just took away some middle-level leaders of Sanfen Xiangqi Lou from the Yue land?”

“Do you, Gao Zheng, think this matter should not alarm me?” Luo Sha Mingyue Jing counter-asked.

“I dare not discuss your will. But I am truly wronged, Louzhu!” Gao Zheng shouted: “Qu Zhongwu is a Zhenren of Yuguo Gongfu, a family with three thousand years of glory, just like Chuguo. Entering my Yue land is like entering his backyard. When he comes to take people, who dares to stop him? Just like when your esteemed Lou operates in the Yue land, we never obstruct. Yueguo’s power is small, we can only close our ears and eyes, reluctantly protecting the country. At most, we just didn’t prevent Qu Zhongwu; it absolutely cannot be counted as support, much less interfering in your esteemed Lou’s matters!”

“Is that so?” Luo Sha Mingyue Jing’s tone was extremely faint: “How did Fengxiang Zhenren’s Fala method leak? Could it be that you all informed Dou Zhao, and I am actually wronging you?”

“I don’t know about this matter, it has nothing to do with me!” Gao Zheng tried to support himself, his voice gradually becoming less natural: “But that Dou Zhao is arrogant and overbearing, drawing his sword and entering the door. Expecting that group of drunkards in the Yue court to not dare to be silent? Investigating the root, whose evil is it actually? Louzhu, the death of Fengxiang, the hatred is there!”

He laboriously lifted his hand and pointed in the direction of Xianxian Lin.

“One moment the Yueguo court, one moment Xianxian Lin,” Luo Sha Mingyue Jing laughed: “Where exactly do you, Gao Zheng, want to lead this flood of disaster?”

“Louzhu, do it yourself!” Gao Zheng said with forced effort: “This Gao is just analyzing the facts and stating the truth, absolutely not guiding. The mountain has its height, the Jiang river flows on its own. Where is the sin? Louzhu, let me go!”

“Cannot let, cannot let!” Luo Sha Mingyue Jing laughed heartily: “I cannot defeat Song Botuo, nor can I provoke Chuguo. If I want to vent my anger, take revenge, establish my prestige, and warn others, I can only pinch a soft persimmon!”