Chapter 171: Listening Bell

After Fan Xian came to this world, when he was still a baby, he began to learn the nameless skills that his mother said were left to him. It was a thin book with yellow pages. The skills were divided into two volumes. Wu Zhu once told him that the first volume was called domineering, and what about the second volume?

Only an irresponsible male nanny like Wu Zhu would so casually hold this dangerous skill by a baby, and only a monster like Fan Xian would start practicing when he couldn't run.

Fan Xian took a nap, another nap, and sixteen years of nap were sixteen years of meditation. Because of his greed for life and fear of death, he was extremely persevering. Even after entering the capital, he still had never slacked off his practice. After twenty years of hard practice, he was so familiar with the two volumes of nameless skills that he could not be more familiar with. Since he was three years old, he had stopped reading books, and was deeply imprinted in his mind.

At the age of twelve, he broke the gate of Domineering Fighting by Wuzhu with one stick. After several years of life and death fighting, the meridians in Kyoto Lane behind the hanging temple were broken, and healed each other with Haitang during the Jiangnan journey, and then healed the wounds with Tianyi Natural Heart Method, and then healed the wounds. His control of Domineering True Qi had reached a perfect state.

Now he is one of the youngest ninth-grade masters in the world, but he knows that he is not a genius like Haitang and Wang Shisanlang. His meridians in his body are a little different, and he has given time and energy that others cannot afford. The way of heaven rewards hard work, and Fan Xian is better than diligence.

However, he still had no choice but to do with the second half of the Wuming Arts, because the true Qi hammer practice method and the trajectory in the second half of the book seemed so strange. Not to mention the normal people in the world, even his small monster with thick meridians and uniqueness, had no way to get it.

Yes, when I am facing a treasure mountain, I can't even find the road to the mountain, because the clear light on the mountain is attracting him. However, if I want to climb the mountain, I have to be forced to dig it out. Who can do this?

If the domineering true qi needs to be supported by the vast meridians, then what is needed in the second half of the volume is even more terrifying. Every time Fan Xian has no progress in his practice. He is extremely disappointed, and occasionally he will think that unless there are no meridians in the entire human body, or in other words, a person's meridians are fully open and scattered between the limbs of the king's internal organs. Only then can he practice the second half of the volume.

For many years, Fan Xian has been troubled by this problem and has no way to find any possibility of breakthrough. Uncle Wu Zhu has never practiced true qi. He occasionally said a few words to Haitang in Jiangnan, but Haitang just shook his head suddenly because this true qi method requires a person without meridians, which is obviously a joke.

A person without meridians is undoubtedly a dead person, so during this year, Fan Xian gradually faded into the second half of the book of the nameless skill. If Uncle Wu Zhu said many years ago that someone had practiced this skill, I am afraid that Fan Xian would think of the horror and stubborn jokes used by the predecessors in the second half of the book.

However, today, Fan Xian felt that realm clearly and incredibly shocked outside the curtain of Hanguang Hall, the realm he had never reached or even seen before. It seeped out from behind the curtain and penetrated into his heart.

If the domineering true energy is a mountain-opening axe, the aura in the tent will be like an electric blade held by a god. The aura is more pure and exquisite, moderate and peaceful, and upright. It comes suddenly and spreads between the heaven and the earth, making people feel a sudden feeling of worship.

Fan Xian knew that he would not admit his mistake, because this breath definitely came from the same source as the domineering true energy in his body, but the realm was several levels higher. When a state of state that was searching for more than ten years and unable to understand after being explored, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. His body became stiff and he fell into a state of excitement that could not be carefully observed.

He was even excited and felt a little scared.

His Majesty the Emperor opened the curtain and walked out, looked at everyone, and said softly: "The Empress Dowager is tired, you go outside the palace to wait."

Everyone didn't know what Your Majesty was going to give, so they bowed to answer the order. Only Fan Xian still stood there in a daze, lowering his head halfway, staring at His Majesty's dragon robe in a daze.

The emperor's lips curled slightly and he smiled, knowing that his son had noticed something. If it weren't for this boy who had practiced the domineering skills since childhood, no one else could have had such a deep experience or such a strong shock.

Most of Fan Xian's stunned appearance at this time was actually pretending, but he knew that it was impossible to hide the horror in his heart in front of His Majesty. He simply let go of his mind and naturally reveal the thoughts in his mind.

Your Majesty is the great master. After practicing the second half of the book, Fan Xian knew that Your Majesty knew that he could know, so he had to show his shock and fear.

The emperor looked at him and said slowly after a while: "You go to the East Palace to wait for me, and you have anything to say later."

Fan Xian swallowed a saliva, smiled slightly, then bowed and left Hanguang Hall. The hall was quiet at this time. In addition to lying on the bed, he could not speak, but the empress dowager who had reached the end of his life, and the Emperor Majesty who was quietly sitting by the bed.

The emperor sat next to the empress dowager in silence, holding her hand gently in her palm, lowering her head to think about the previous scene, the child should have known and guessed it. The emperor was not going to continue to hide these things from Fan Xian. After all, there was no need to continue to conceal her after the battle of Dadongshan. Besides, no one except Fan Xian could find out that the emperor had learned the special skills.

Thinking of Fan Xian's shocked expression before, the emperor's face softened, and he thought to himself that he had suffered over the years and he always had to compensate him. But about this skill, I was afraid that Fan Xian would not be able to accept it if he wanted to compensate him.

He looked at the empress dowager again, and the emperor's face was a little dull, just as Fan Xian guessed. The Grand Master could not detect the slightest changes in the old man's body. The medicine that Fei Jie solemnly delivered solemnly did have its own wonders.

The emperor sat by the bed like this, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, he suddenly spoke softly: "Mother, my son still has a lot of words to tell you, and a lot of glory to share with you..."

His hand gently held the empress dowager's hand. His body was not very upright, but instead shrank a little. No matter how ruthless the world was, he was afraid that he would feel a little uneasy and sad as he watched his biological mother gradually leave the world.

A faint curtain floated in the Hanguang Hall in early autumn. The emperor's face became paler and paler, and his hands holding the empress dowager became tighter and tighter. A large amount of pure and royal true energy kept pouring into the empress dowager's body.

Perhaps it is the realm of a great master that can really slow down the arrival of death. Perhaps anyone will have a moment of rejuvenation when they are dying. The Queen Mother's eyes tremble slightly. The eyeballs turn a little, as if they are about to open their eyes and wake up, but they are still... unable to open their eyes.

The emperor knew that this was the last time when my mother could hear the sound, and his body felt a chill. He knelt on the edge of the bed in a regular manner, held his mother's old hands in both hands, put his lips to the empress dowager's ear, and said, "Mother, the child has not disappointed you. Ku He and Si Gu Jian have both died. This world will eventually be the world of Daqing..."

The emperor was like a child. He was affectionately telling the queen mother what happened in her ear, and even told her the secret that she was a grandmaster, just like a happy child told her mother that she had a full mark in her exam today.

Because he knew that his mother had only a very short time, he wanted her to leave happier.

However, at the end of his death, the emperor, who had always collapsed in front of him, suddenly became a little heavy. He seemed to be thinking about some very important issues. After a long time of consideration, he finally made up his mind and spoke in the empress dowager's ear: "My mother, twenty years ago, I listened to you, twenty years later, I decided to listen to myself... Anzhi is a good child."

The rest gradually faded, and the empress dowager, whose old body was as weak as wood, didn't know if she had heard this sentence and understood the shocking news contained in this sentence, but the old empress dowager's body suddenly became stiff.

The emperor frowned and looked at his mother's face in a blink of an eye.

The Queen Mother opened her eyes suddenly!

However, she made a sound desperately in her throat, but she couldn't speak a sound because of the relaxation of the vocal cords. The last power of life still burst out, and the energy and medicine of the energy and medicine of her life itself were still unable to break through the limit of life. In the end, it turned into endless resentment, regret, and unwillingness in her eyes!

Fan Xian walked into the East Palace and prepared in advance for His Majesty's arrival. He knew that the next scene was undoubtedly a rare scene of father and son having sex in the history of the Thousand Years of Continent. He couldn't help feeling a little cold, not only because of Li Chengqian's fate over the years, but also because of the facts and the last words of His Majesty the Emperor in Hanguang Hall.

"I have something to say later."

A sneer appeared on the corner of his lips. It turned out that the Emperor was the one who practiced the nameless skill before him. It turned out that he was the most mysterious master in the palace. No wonder he was able to come back alive from Dadong Mountain, no wonder that Eunuch Hong could not be seen in the team returning to Beijing.

It seems that the signature of Hong Sixiang has completed his historical mission. With the strength of the emperor and the great master, His Majesty changed from a prey to a hunter on the top of Dadong Mountain. In addition to Ye Liuyun, it is no wonder that Sigu Jian and Ku He ended up like this.

He sighed, his mood a little dim, and once again confirmed the cold-blooded and ruthlessness of His Majesty. He thought that his meridians were broken that year and he almost died. At least his cultivation level was completely destroyed. The emperor once sent Eunuch Hong to the Fan Mansion to check the injury. With his great master's strength, how could he not know what happened? Especially since he was also a person who practiced the nameless skills...

If someone in the world could break the side effects of the domineering skills, there would be only the emperor, but he had no expression. If it weren't for Haitang's help, I'm afraid that he would only be paralyzed in the hospital bed and would never be able to get up for the rest of his life. When thinking about this, Fan Xian's heart was colder.

"Father returned to the palace safely, it seems that you are not in a good mood." Prince Li Chengqian, sitting behind a clean table, looked at him with a gentle smile, and took a sip of the slightly cold tea, feeling very comfortable. He seemed to be enjoying the last time in the world.

Fan Xian forced a smile, always feeling that he had heard this sentence somewhere, as if all the enemies could guess that he was in a bad mood.

"Your Majesty will be here later." Fan Xian looked into Li Chengqian's eyes.

Li Chengqian did not retreat at all. Nowadays, he no longer had any other thoughts. The imprisonment of a few days was enough for him to think of many problems. Especially the successive deaths of his mother and aunt made his mood as clear as a cold pond.

"Everyone will die. The mother is dead and the aunt is dead." Li Chengqian slowly put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Fan Xian and said, "The father will always die in the future, it's just a matter of sequence."

Fan Xian thought for a while and said softly: "The second child is dead too."

Li Chengqian lowered his head. He was imprisoned in the deep palace and had no idea what happened in the past few days. He then raised his head and said with a complicated expression: "I have been fighting with him for so many years, but I didn't expect that even if I die, I would have to fight for one after another."

"Let's die first." Li Chengqian looked at Fan Xian and said, "Then wait for you."

Fan Xian laughed at himself, knowing that they have each other's pride, and said gently: "Then you have to grab a good position for me."

Li Chengqian waved his hand very casually and said, "When people live, they can be lively, but death is a lonely thing. Of course, you have to grab your own position."

Fan Xian was slightly stunned and thought of a sentence in his mind: "live together, die alone." When I saw this sentence in my previous life, I always felt it was difficult to express the hidden meaning in Chinese. Recently, I saw countless people's deaths and heard Li Chengqian's words, and then I realized that this sentence was just a superposition of countless reality.

At this moment, Fan Xian's heart suddenly became tight. He didn't know that the empress dowager in Hanguang Palace opened his eyes, but subconsciously looked at the place with a slight fear. If the empress dowager really woke up, he would be afraid of being in trouble.

This is a fear from his heart. In previous years, no matter who he was facing, he had never been really afraid. But now he knows that His Majesty the Emperor is a great master, and he is alone, stepping on the two peaks of martial arts realm and secular power. What is the difference between it and the gods who descended to the mortal world?

Immediately afterwards, the bells in the palace buzzed. It rang around, Fan Xian lowered his head and counted the number of times the bell rang. After confirming the death of the empress dowager, his mood relaxed a little, and then became empty again. Li Chengqian, who was opposite him, had a completely different news. He heard that the empress dowager who loved him the most, also left so lonely. His face was a little pale, and he said to Fan Xian with a trembling voice: "No need to send it."

Fan Xian bowed calmly and said, "Go on the road with peace of mind."

Li Chengqian's words are not completely correct. Death is indeed the loneliest thing in the world, but before death, it is often the most lively time in the world. The old people are waiting for the god of death on the bed, while his relatives and younger generations are surrounded by the bed, chattering non-stop, which is so annoying.

The same is true for the East Palace today. Fan Xian was waiting outside the palace. After a long time, he heard the dense footsteps. His Majesty the Emperor came to the East Palace surrounded by many people and then entered alone.

Li Chengqian did not stand up to greet his father, nor did he hate the excitement before his death. He rejected Fan Xian's risky proposal, was unwilling to hide his life at the end of the world, nor did he commit suicide like the second son, taking poison before His Majesty the Emperor came back, because he had a lot of words to say to his father. He wanted to vomit the resentment in his heart for twenty years. If he could not express it all, he was afraid that he would become a resentful ghost after death.

"How will this passage be described in history books?" Li Chengqian looked at his father and the most powerful king in history without any fear.

If a person is not afraid of death, he will no longer be afraid of anything. The prince, who has made great progress in the past two years, said very directly: "I am waiting for you to come back, just to know if you really care nothing."

The Emperor Qingguo, wearing casual clothes, looked at his son quietly and said, "History books have always been written by victors, and... do you think I have any place to be sorry for you?"

The prince sat in the clean table, frowned for a long time, then smiled and shook his head: "Of course not, the queen mother is weak, but you still make me the prince and let me sit in this position for so many years. Of course you are worthy of me."

This is not the truth, because the strong sarcasm inside is fully revealed.

The emperor said coldly: "Don't learn from women's cowardice and sour words."

"Cowardly? That's what you forced me. You are so dazzling. No one dares to steal your glory." The prince closed his eyes and said stubbornly: "I have been thinking about a question. Since you have never thought about passing your power to the next generation in your bones, why should I establish me as the prince?"

The emperor's face was extremely calm, and he stared at him and said slowly: "Chengqian, you disappoint me very much. I have been trying to sharpen you over the years, what is it for?"
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