After sitting quietly for a while, Zhao Heng walked slowly to the window, bathed in the clear light, looking up at the cold moon, and his heart was both gloomy and confused.

Although he is now the heir to the throne of the Great Zhou, the power of all living beings shared is still better than when the south was called the emperor, but in his lifetime, I am afraid that there is no hope for the supreme throne, a high view is at the peak of the immortals, only one step away from the legend, the future realm is unlimited, unless there is an accident, otherwise the longevity is long, and he can never afford to wait, the second is that even if there is an accident, the middle road of Gao Lan collapses, and the person who ascends the great treasure will not be himself, not even Xiao Meng in the front, at that time, the son of heaven of the Great Zhou can only be the new master selected by the emperor sword!

And above the human emperor's sword, he didn't think that there would be a miracle.

Therefore, all of your past ambitions and wishes can only be a mirror, and without these, what is the point of occupying an empty position and sharing the power of sentient beings?

It's just a mess, it's just the walking dead!

Is it time to abandon the past once and for all and seek a new path?

But what is the way forward?

Zhao Heng asked himself over and over again, but there was still no answer.

I don't know how long later, he saw the cold moon sinking in the west, and an inexplicable thought suddenly rose in his heart:

"I wonder if the gods can see the same moonlight at this time?"

With this thought, he suddenly felt a strong sense of homesickness, and the place that carried his life in the past few decades was like a picture scroll, and scenes flashed in his mind: the palace city, the palace, the palace of King Wei, and the streets and alleys......

It's time to go back and check it out......

Look at the traces of the past, walk into the memories and find new paths!

After making a decision, as soon as the sky was bright, Zhao Heng entered the Changle Palace, asked to see Gao Lan, and said that he had been away for many years, and suddenly he was homesick. I want to go back to my ancestors and worship my ancestors.

Gao Ran looked at him with deep eyes, didn't ask more, and answered with his chin bowed.

............

It is noon, thousands of sails on the canal cover the sun, and hundreds of boats compete for the stream, which is a lively and prosperous scene.

The gods stand on the banks of the river, as huge as ancient beasts, majestic and far-reaching, and along the banks of the canal are houses built one after another. Noisy and lively.

"Shendu is still so magnificent......" Eunuch Hu Dou stood at the bow of the boat, one step behind Zhao Heng, he looked at the familiar scene, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "It's really a tiger on the dragon plate, swallowing the world." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Heng sighed softly, as if he had returned to his youth,

At that time. God is the center of the world, better than Changle does not know how many mortals, thousands of merchants come to the court, and families gather. The real gas swallows the north and the south, the emperor star shines high, and the majesty of the royal road makes the strong masters dare not make trouble at will.

Although the form is there, the qi has disappeared!

The ship docks at the port. Zhao Heng carried his hands behind his back, led Hu Dou, and walked through the deep city gate hole. Through the years.

He is a great grandmaster, and it is impossible to find a high-ranking person to protect him when he goes out, so he just took the eunuch Hu Dou, who always followed, and went south in a low-key manner.

After entering the Divine Capital, Zhao Heng paused for a moment and chose the direction, not going to the inner city, but going more and more remotely.

"Lord Wang, is this going?" Hu Dou found that the scenery was becoming more and more familiar, and his heart moved, and he asked.

Zhao Heng nodded slightly: "Well, go there." ”

As he spoke, there was already a garden covering a wide area in front of him, with strange flowers competing for beauty, Rui trees becoming forests, and the river that runs through the Shendu twists and turns here, extremely beautiful and beautiful.

"Yulin Garden......" Hu Dou whispered the name of the garden.

This royal garden is known to the world because of the Qionghua banquet once held here, and at the banquet, the Yuan Emperor and the Demon Emperor and other figures in the world were either brilliant or emerging, writing a glorious page in the annals of history.

But for the Shendu Zhao family, what is unforgettable is the hope and disappointment carried by the Qionghua banquet.

In a flash, Zhao Heng and Hu Dou entered Yulin Garden, only to see that the zigzag rivers were diverted, leaving obvious traces, a large lake was sparkling, and desolate scenery such as cracks could be seen all around.

Zhao Heng paced slowly, carefully looking at these scars, his heart was full of mixed feelings, their appearance ruined the last chance of the Divine Capital Zhao Clan's Zhongxing!

At that time, I didn't think that in recent years, I have seen it more and more thoroughly, if at that time, the Qionghua banquet was really successfully arranged, there was no "mythical" "Heavenly Emperor" Han Guang to make trouble, and there was no mysterious figure who magnified the thunder, the Zhao family would be able to have a Dharma body character to suppress it, balance the situation, and catch up with the turbulent changes after that.

It's not that you can compete with Gao Ran with a Dharma body, but with a Dharma body, it shows enough value, and the Great Jin, who occupies such a wide territory in the real world, has no big people to pull over the layout, so that it can gradually grow and compete with Gao Lan.

It's a pity that the Shendu Zhao clan missed this best and last opportunity, and to this day, it is irretrievable.

"It would be great if we could really go back to the past and rewrite this history......" Zhao Heng closed his eyes and breathed in the riverside breeze, and the experience of the Qionghua banquet at the beginning flowed in his heart one by one.

If you can't go back, you can't go back after all.

Hu Dou next to him left his hometown and was a guest in a different place, and he was also deeply moved, and he sighed for a long time at this time.

Zhao Heng opened his eyes, looked at the inner city, sighed and said:

"Let's go home. ”

The palace of the king of Wei is located in the Duozi Lane near the imperial city, the environment is quiet, the carriages and horses are sparse, although there is no master to live for many years, but there are always indispensable servants to clean, lonely but clean.

Zhao Heng didn't say hello to anyone, and went directly through the courtyard and arrived at the study.

There are several bookshelves in the room, full of books, and the desk is leaning against the window, reflecting the golden sun in the afternoon.

Looking at this familiar scene, Zhao Heng seemed to see himself at the beginning, the small figure sat behind the desk, his eyes were focused, he studied hard, he was reluctant to work day and night, and left immature handwriting on every book.

Because he was born weak, he was unable to practice martial arts, and he was neglected and scorned, so he was unwilling, so he could only study like crazy, hoping to get the power to change his fate.

"At that time, the prince showed excellence. Hu Dou seemed to understand what Zhao Heng was thinking, and he seemed to recall the same picture, so he couldn't help but say.

That's because when you reach a desperate situation, you can only grasp every straw, whether you can save your life or not...... Zhao Heng looked at the room on the left side of the study, it was now empty, and there was nothing.

But many years ago, it was the place of their own suffering, full of furnaces, bottles and jars, etc., in order to cure congenital deficiencies, in order to practice martial arts, he searched for divine prescriptions, tried a lot of methods, there were acupuncture, there were medicinal steaming, there were Dan water boiling body, there were all kinds of strange pills and decoctions, every time I suffered great pain, life is better than death, if it were not for the master of the house to protect the heart with internal strength, there is an imperial doctor on standby, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago......

In this experience, I slowly formed my ambitions, and after receiving the six healings, I moved forward towards my ideals step by step and had my own path.

Such a hard-working self, such an unwilling self, such a tormented self, is like a masochistic self, and has never thought of giving up, and wants to live a lifetime.

Zhao Heng quietly looked at his former "self", and seemed to have turned into a clay puppet.

He let out a long sigh again, turned around and left the Wei Palace, and walked towards the location of the imperial city.

Since the annexation of the Great Jin Dynasty, the Imperial City of the Divine Capital has been divided into two parts, one side is left to the Zhao family, and the other side is used as a left-behind mansion.

As soon as they approached the stay-behind mansion, a middle-aged man with gray hair came out and said:

"The gods stayed behind Qian Qian to see the King of Jin. ”

"Qian Qian?" Zhao Heng looked at this grandmaster, only to feel a little familiar.

Qian Qian said with a smile: "Because of the Yuan Emperor Immortal, the name of despicable position is often recited by the world. ”

"It's you!" Zhao Heng nodded, remembering who it was.

It is rumored that when Xiao Meng first entered the Shendu, he lived in Antai Building, and Qian Qian, a master of the martial arts hall "the unity of heaven and man", challenged at night and was defeated with a knife, but was reminded of the sentence "The road is under his feet", after that, he was enlightened, defeated the demons in his heart, left the Shendu, measured his own path step by step, and finally promoted perfectly, and now he is a grandmaster, and he became a god's capital two years ago.

After a few words of greeting, Qian Qian led them in, and the surrounding palaces were heavy, full of Zhao Heng's familiar scenes and memories of the past.

"Qian stays behind, and he wants to walk around in the left-behind mansion. Zhao Heng said.

Qian Qian did not refuse, and said with a smile: "Your Highness is free." ”

After saying thank you, Zhao Heng and Hu Dou walked to the depths of the left-behind mansion, at this time the night was thick, the palace lock was quiet, and the cool breeze was terrible.

Walking slowly in the slightly gloomy palace pavilion, Zhao Heng fell into a long silence, Hu Dou didn't dare to say much, and quietly accompanied him.

Before they knew it, they stopped in front of a palace that was eerie and cold.

Zhao Heng closed his eyes, exhaled, and said:

After attaching to the Great Zhou, the King of Qin did not go north, and tried to make a breakthrough again, but unfortunately it still failed, the foundation was damaged, and it was difficult to make up for it, so he ended up depressed. ”

King Qin had made such a powerless and desperate struggle.

Hu Dou suddenly felt depressed, didn't know how to answer, and followed Zhao Heng into the palace.

As soon as they pushed open the door, their eyes lit up at the same time, because inside the palace stood a man in a wide robe and big sleeves, with black hair and a wooden hairpin, looking at the cold and bright moon outside the window calmly.

"Magician!" Zhao Heng blurted out.

Han Guang turned around leisurely, looked at him with a smile and said:

"Wait until you come back, after all. (To be continued.) )

PS: Originally, it was said that there were three chapters tomorrow, but there are some things that will be postponed for a day.