Outside of Time - Chapter 214

[Chapter 207]

The season at the moment was only late autumn when it was Seven Blood Eyes, but it was already cold winter here in Zitu.

The wind and snow swayed and fell all over the earth, covering this ancient city of 10,000 years.

From a distance, the crimson palace buildings seem to be embedded in the vast and boundless snow like the sea

. Clothes, but unable to sweep away the snowflakes that continue to fall, everyone seems to be heading towards whiteheads.

A feeling of decline and depression filled the air. Along with the snowflakes and the numb expressions of pedestrians, it gradually merged into the environment and became the atmosphere of this place.

And the tile roofs exposed by all the buildings in the entire city are like lonely islands in the snowy sea.

Here, it is purple soil.

This is also the former imperial capital of Nanhuang Continent.

Ten thousand years ago, there was a kingdom in Nanhuang Continent called Ziqing Shangguo, which once ruled Nanhuang Continent with Yanhuang as its totem,

but in the end, it could not survive in this cruel and chaotic world.

It can only collapse in the civil strife, making Ziqing go to the country, buried in history, and become the past.

As for the original royal family and the wealth they inherited, they were also divided up by those chaotic parties of the year, and the bloodlines were the same until now.

After dividing everything up, the chaotic party became the orthodox, formed eight big clans, occupied the purple soil, and became

the big family of the purple soil. It continues to this day. They also worship the totem of the Yanhuang, taking the Yanhuang as their gods.

Looking around, the size of the entire Purple Earth Imperial City was larger than the main city of Seven Blood Eyes, almost three, and it was divided into eight areas.

There are eight families.

In each area, there is a palace-like existence, which is also the ancestral home of these eight families.

Some family palaces are surrounded by emerald green pools, the duckweeds are all over the floor, transparent and clear, the eaves are fished and carved with dragons and phoenixes, and golden scales and golden armor are vivid.

There are also family palaces, with golden glazed tiles shining dazzlingly in the winter sun, from a distance, the roof of the double eaves is extraordinarily brilliant.

Compared with Qixuetong,

it is not a style at all.

In contrast, Zi Tu is more like a stubborn and rigid old man in fancy clothes. Everything follows the rules, everything

is about blood, and

everything is based on family traditions.

This is their way of survival in a chaotic world. It is different from Qixuetong, and it is impossible to tell which one is better.

But what can be seen is that Seven Blood Eyes, as a branch of the Seven Sects Alliance, was inferior to Zi Tu to a certain extent from the beginning,

until the passage of time and development, and gradually reached equality.

Now, with the breakthrough of Blood Lianzi’s ancestor, he surpassed in one fell swoop, and even has the courage to fight against foreigners.

But purple soil is not like that.

They like to close themselves and don’t like others to disturb them. Even while they are in awe of the sky, they also despise all external forces. Even if they look at the ancient continent, they don’t like it.

They think their own blood is the most honorable, and they don’t think they are frogs in the well.

Therefore, if the people living here do not have the blood that has been passed down, then most of them have no future, and naturally

there is no vigor, and the servility slowly penetrates into the soul, and this is the case from generation to generation.

Master Bai is one of the rare people in Zi Tu in the past ten thousand years.

It is also the first person who wants to break the traditional concept of the family and seek to develop together with the external human race alliance.

His thoughts, contrary to the purple earth, paid the price and became a mortal.

But he didn’t give up. With his unparalleled talent and the way of grass and trees, in a limited time, he walked out of another path.

In addition, he has researched a large number of pill recipes, and in the way of vegetation, he has surpassed the monks with the power of mortals.

Even to a certain extent, he is already the first person in the Dan Dao of Nanhuang Continent.

Even the peak master of the second peak of Qixuetong, who is a cultivator of Yuanying, admires Master Bai very much, and

a person like Qiye should call him a master.

From all of this, it can be seen that Master Bai’s attainments on the Tao of Pills are already at their peak.

But even so, in the purple soil, he was locked by many rules, and many things could not be done, everything was due to blood.

Master Bai is not a direct line of the Bai family, he is from a collateral line.

At this moment, the snow is even bigger.

As the snow drifted, a dozen people stood silently in the public cemetery in the urban area where the Bai family was located. In

front of them was a crystal coffin with Master Bai’s body lying in it, and the wound on his forehead was covered.

Even though the body was blessed with mana and sealed with a crystal coffin, if you look closely, you can still

see that the body of Master Bai

is rotting and turning black.

This is the manifestation of poisoning. This poison is very overbearing and can accelerate decay.

Therefore, the body cannot be kept for too long, and can only be buried in the dusk of this day, in the dim sunset of the snowy day.

The thinness of blood makes Master Bai ineligible to enter the family’s imperial tomb after his death, and Master Bai also disdain for this in his lifetime. He explained many years ago that after his death, he can be buried in a public tomb.

The crowd was mostly silent, including Bai Yundong.

The people who can come here are either the younger generation of Master Bai, or the people who are close to him, and the number is not very large.

There are many, but in this life, people may not need to have too many friends, three or five confidants are enough.

With the burial of the coffin, the depressing atmosphere around the people in front of the tomb became more dignified, until a young girl

couldn’t control it and cried out, and the depression was broken.

It was Tingyu who cried.

Two years later, she has grown up, and her slim years should have been carefree as always, but

now with the death of Master Bai, her sky has collapsed.

She knelt in front of the grave, tears falling down drop by drop, extremely sad.

Beside her, stood a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. This young man was tall and straight, with a dignified appearance. His robes were extremely

luxurious .

He is Chen Feiyuan.

It is also the eldest grandson of the Chen family. The teleportation blockade after the death of Master Cibai was actually achieved by his full push.

At this moment, he clenched his fist tightly, breathed rapidly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely strong and extremely rich.

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.

The middle-aged man was wearing a burlap robe. He looked unpretentious, and his face was a little sallow, but his eyes showed endless sadness. His body was trembling slightly at this moment, and his right hand was clasping the wall next to him, already crushing it.

For a long time, the sky was getting darker, as the sunset gradually fell, and as the dusk was about to dissipate, the people in front of the grave of Master Bai Zhongbai in the afterglow left silently.

The last ones to leave were Tingyu and Chen Feiyuan, as well as several followers of Chen Feiyuan.

The middle-aged man walked forward silently. He didn’t look at the

people approached this public cemetery,

passing by Chen Feiyuan and Tingyu.

Chen Feiyuan supported Tingyu, who was extremely sad and tears were still flowing, and also noticed Xu Qing, but he was in grief and didn’t care. This cemetery is very big, and many people come to mourn every day.

This also made him even more grieved. His master, Chen Feiyuan, was buried here, but he couldn’t do anything.

“You said, he will come to Tingyu in sorrow, wipe away the tears, and whisper weakly.

“He? Humph, he has come a long time ago, and he hasn’t come yet, he should be just like everyone else, with blank eyes. Wolf!” Chen Feiyuan didn’t need any thought to know who Tingyu was talking about, and now he gritted his teeth.

Tingyu was silent. The

middle-aged man walked past them silently until the people behind him left, and he also came to Bai In front

of the grave of the master

, looking at the tombstone, his eyes are red.

“Teacher”. The middle-aged man muttered, his voice was hoarse, and knelt down toward the tombstone.

He was Xu Qing who was teleported to the purple earth!

After teleporting to the purple earth, Xu Qing He found out the news of Master Bai’s burial right away and came immediately, but he

knew that his Taoist robe was too conspicuous and was not conducive to tracing the murderer.

So he changed his appearance and came here.

Looking at the tombstone at this moment, Xu Qing felt his chest Some tingling pain, this pain is getting deeper and deeper, and it begins to spread all over the body.

So far in his life, he has only bowed to two tombstones, one is Lei Dui and the other is Master Bai.

“Teacher, this matter, I will Find the murderer, find the man behind the scenes.

Xu Qing murmured bitterly.

After kowtowing to the tombstone, he took out a wine gourd from his arms and placed it in front of the grave.

“Lei Dui said that Teacher, you like to drink, and the disciple will accompany you.

“Xu Qing said, picked up the jug and took a sip, then gently sprinkled it on the grave, and put the jug aside.

“Teacher, the disciples have memorized all the scriptures on plants and trees that you left before you left, so keep them in your heart, and I will recite them for you.”

“The way of plants and trees is one of all phenomena.

“The first plant, Jinnucao, also known as cloverleaf and cold-dissipating grass, is the whole grass of the single-spiked water centipede of the sedge family,

a perennial herb.

Lingyou and Guangling states.”

“The second strain, Rhinoceros sp., also known as

Yunmengsi, is a plant of the family Linghuo, a perennial spirit root

. Injuries, bruises and injuries have miraculous effects.”

“The one hundred and thirty-seventh plant, the soul-melting mist, also known as Tianshuyan, is a strange herb in the spiritual period of the fog biotechnology. The effect can be marked by soul-melting, which is difficult to detect and difficult to remove. Twelve o’clock is the main flavor medicine of Sanxidan.”

Xu Qing murmured softly, memorizing the herbs he had written down in the Book of Plants and Trees.

In a trance, he seemed to see the figure of Master Bai reappearing in front of him. He was drinking wine and looking at himself with a smile. His eyes were majestic, but he could not hide his gratification.

“Night corpse morning glory, also known as Poisonous Vernonia, is the cane and root of the Compositae plant Vernonia nigra, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com A woody vine, born in the gorge of the dead, the bank of the cold stream or in the jungle, Its taste is astringent and acrid, the entrance is slightly warm, it has a rotten feeling, and it has

the miraculous effect of shyness and dispelling the exterior, but too much poisonous, it is a typical yin and yang plant.” The

cold wind blew, snowflakes fell piece by piece, Xu Qing’s voice echoed in the Before the tomb of Master Bai, until the night fell,

his shadow conveyed a ray of emotional fluctuations.

He seemed to be telling him that he had found it!

Xu Qing suddenly raised his head, silently looking at Master Bai’s tombstone, kowtowed three times, and the moment he stood up,

his whole body was astonishingly murderous and disappeared into the night.

Not long after he left, there were several figures in the distance, coming quickly, the one in front was Tingyu, and behind her was Chen Feiyuan and several of his followers.

“Tingyu, did you read it wrong? How could it be possible? He is a celebrity with seven blood pupils. How could he remember the teacher here?” !”

[End of this Chapter]