Chapter 81 Put it down

The mountains and rivers are heavy, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. There is no end to the road. At the critical moment, many people and things that seem to have no connection can often be properly connected together, forming a huge network, covering everyone in it.

From the time Ye Hetu left Kunlun, it seemed that he had nothing to do with Kunlun. In fact, under the careful arrangement of the group of people, this relationship was hidden to the bottom. In the words of a book, it was "God's will in the dark." However, most of the so-called God's will is still caused by man. No one knows that it is because the layout of the people are quite cleverly arranged, which is included in the right time, place and people.

Such a layout usually has a name.

The exquisite bureau.

The meaning of the seven orifices, whether it is an authority or a bystander, is mostly vague. Seeing it clearly, Linglong Eryi is a little in vain.

It turned out that Song Zijian's support was for this reason. Ye Hetu couldn't help reinterpreted the many information contained in this sentence. The master's surname was Song, and he had known it a long time ago. However, Song Zijian and his master's surnames were not associated with him. Song Zijian's performance in Kunlun is often, and it is indeed difficult to make others look more attention. If he hadn't met him at the Thirteenth Emperors' Mausoleum today, Ye Hetu would have definitely not understood this relationship. Usually, the master is closed in the back mountain. Song Zijian doesn't see too much contact with the master, and the old men of the Presbyterian Association did not take special care of Song Zijian.

There must be a story in it. Ye Hetu narrowed his eyes and whispered, "I remember that when you were a teacher, your identity had always been very ordinary, right?"

When Song Zijian heard the question in Ye Hetu's words, he laughed at himself: "If you say that you can simply rise to the top by your identity, then what's the point of this head position?"

Ye Hetu nodded, and the old men of the Presbyterian Association were famous for being ruthless. A special identity doesn't mean anything. Unlike the outside world, one person has to ascend to the sky. Song Tianyun's son, the honor of this identity is not linked to Song Tianyun at all. This is Kunlun.

A world that is divorced from reality but completely realistic.

"Then you said that position belongs to you. What evidence is there? You know, Kunlun is not like the outside, and there is no such thing as going through the back door. Ye Hetu looked at Song Zijian and said curiously that since Song Zijian had such a positive tone, he definitely had a certain basis.

"You said I had no basis?" Song Zijian said excitedly that it was the old men who concealed the truth.

"Let's talk about it."

Ye Hetu is willing to play the role of a listener.

"Do you know that Shura killed Kunlun in those years?" Song Zijian looked at Ye Hetu with deep meaning and asked slowly that this secret was no longer a secret in Kunlun. As long as the inner disciples at some levels knew more or less. There is no reason why Ye Hetu doesn't know.

"I've heard a little." Ye Hetu did not deny it. At that time, he was in Kunlun. However, without good fortune, it is estimated that not many people can see the peak battle between Shura and the leader of the previous generation of Kunlun. What's more, Ye Hetu stayed in the back of the mountain until he was ten years old and never stepped out of the mountain gate.

"You don't know the severity of the war." Song Zijian shook his head. No one knew this better than him.

Song Zijian then said slightly sadly, "Although my father defeated Shura, he died not long after he was seriously injured."

Hearing this, Ye Hetu paused and felt something was wrong. Suddenly asked, "What did you just say!"

Ye Hetu heard the word "father" in Song Zijian's mouth. Didn't the previous generation of leaders fight with Shura? Isn't it?!!

"The last head is your father!"

This news was like a flash of lightning hitting Ye Hetu's heart. He thought that after the old man, he was the current leader, but he never thought that there would be a Kunlun leader in the middle.

Song Tianyun!

After learning from the old man that he was the only hope that could surpass Song Tianyun in the past 20 years, Ye Hetu searched this Kunlun genealogy and did not find the name Song Tianyun. If Song Tianyun was an unknown pawn in Kunlun twenty years ago, Ye Hetu would not believe it in any case.

Ye Hetu, who had a moment of engagement with Cangyang, a reincarnated monk in Tibet and the Saga School, had some general opinions on his strength. It was not that he was confident, but that he did not know how strong Song Tianyun could be. It is certain and certain that Song Tianyun is at least on the list of world gods.

It turned out that Song Tianyun was the head of Kunlun.

But Ye Hetu has never heard of it at all. The mystery of this can't be made clear in a few words. It can be explored. Song Zijian brought a lot of surprises to Ye Hetu. It was not easy for Song Zijian to make Ye Hetu discover the secret history of Kunlun for the first time.

Another message is also mentioned in this sentence.

Shura did not die, and Song Tianyun died of serious injuries after the battle.

Is it?

The strength of Shura is still above Song Tianyun?!!

So isn't it far worse than Shura, whose strength is only at the peak level of the Dragon List? However, there are still people who keep saying that the opponent of Shura is the supreme. Twenty years ago, comparable to Shura, there was only one supreme person in the whole China.

It turns out that I just know something about fur.

Ye Hetu laughed at himself. It should have been expected for a long time that the big hidden in the city and the masters are in the people. How can a killer whose strength is only the top of the dragon list spread its fierce name all over China? As for the masters of Huaxia's divine list, Ye Hetu has learned a few. What qualifications does the peak of a dragon list have to be called the first person in China?

I'm afraid that Shura's real strength has long been on the World God List. As for why most people think that he is the top of the dragon list, it may be inseparable from the supreme they encounter now.

Supreme? Joke.

Shura is not simple. It's not simple.

This is the only evaluation that Ye Hetu can now make on the king of China for 20 years, because Xiao Yichen and Ye Hetu almost misjudged Shura. Now it seems that I am far from the opponent of those old foxes. What a Shura, hiding too many people.

Perhaps, this is the real hero.

The peak of the dragon list and the god list have no weight in Shura's heart. They have the strength to be on the list but disdain to be on the list. Such a person appears in China, and there is no one in the middle. It is another realm above ten thousand people.

Fortunately, I don't think that I am the first person in China, otherwise I will die in the future. Ye Hetu made a final conclusion for himself. Thirty years ago, Shura did not really dominate. Thirty years later, no one dared to dominate without authorization.

"At that time, Shura was a great enemy of Kunlun, and his strength was not comparable to that of the old man in it. You must know this. Even my father was not sure of defeating Shura in his heyday. The reason why he died seriously was that he had been to a place before. Song Zijian said that his father told him all this before he died.

"Where is it?"

"Stay abroad for two years, you should have heard of the Atlantis race." Song Zijian stared at Ye Hetu and said word by word.

Atlantis. It's Atlantis again.

Ye Hetu was silent. He didn't remember how many times he was silent today. News again and again filled his heart. Countless invisible networks entangled the events of decades ago. Before he found a breakthrough, Ye Hetu would not feel relaxed, because he was also deeply involved in this situation.

Song Zijian saw Ye Hetu's silence and continued again, "It is rumored that this race has the strongest mysterious force that invaded China 30 years ago and was discovered by my father."

"Then make a hand?"

"That's right."

If outsiders dare to invade China, the first person to stand up will definitely belong to Kunlun. Because Kunlun has a different title.

The guardian family of the East.

It has been passed down for thousands of years and has never forgotten this responsibility.

"What's the name of that mysterious power?" Ye Hetu doesn't know much about Atlantis. The mystery of this family is no less than the confidentiality of a country. You can't recognize people by hearing the news.

"Purple reincarnation."

Song Zijian's face is a little tired. After saying so many words, the pain on his body has not been alleviated. It can make a person who has been immune to pain by exercising his body strength since he was a child to feel severe pain all over his body, and the degree of injury on his body can be imagined.

"If I have the opportunity to meet them in China, I think I should do something." Ye Hetu said indifferently that this is not a promise, but a duty, just like Song Tianyun 20 years ago.

Shura 20 years ago, Song Tianyun, the head of Kunlun 20 years ago.

How many such people can be born in China?

"If you have this ability." Song Zijian agreed with Ye Hetu's words. The pain on the body is more and more obvious, and there is a feeling that the eyes want to close.

If the previous engagement caused fatal damage to Song Zijian, Ye Hetu would never believe it.

Song Zijian recalled the bits and pieces of these years and suddenly felt a little tired. There were many things that he couldn't let go of before, but he actually had some open thoughts.

Now that you are open, put it down.

"After my father defeated Shura, he already expected that he was going to die. He must have discussed with the old men of the Presbyterian and will cultivate me as the next leader. This is the last word he said to me before he died. Song Zijian mentioned all his spirit and told Ye Hetu very seriously.

"It's a pity that your appearance made those obsessed old men change their plans. I don't know why. But it should be very important to think about it. After all, it must have been decided by my grandfather to make the old men completely seal off my father's news.

Song Zijian looked a little sad and said tiredly, "Since I heard that you were sent to my grandfather, I have never seen my grandfather. He should have suffered. For so many years, he still hates my mother. They don't even recognize me as a grandson."

Ye Hetu looked at Song Zijian, no longer hostile, and a little more sympathy.

He is also a fallen person at the end of the world.

If there is persistence in everyone's heart, there are things that can't be let go.

"Since I was not born in Kunlun, I don't want to stay there when I die. Just let me stay in this place." Song Zijian slowly closed his eyes and persisted for so many years. Suddenly, he found that everything was meaningless. It's time to relax yourself.

A young figure fell silently in front of Ye Hetu.

It's getting colder and colder.