Chapter 70

He did not expect.

After he had long forgotten everything.

This Azure Cloud Ranking would play such a big joke.

At this moment.

Even if his state of mind was as calm as ancient water.

A question couldn't help but arise in his mind.

"Father... didn't die?"

The Sweeping Monk stared motionlessly at the scene in the firmament.

In fifty years, his heart had never been as turbulent as it was at this moment.

……

Great Qin.

Dizhou.

Xianyanggong.

Ying Zheng had just been shocked by the appearance of the Sweeping Monk at the seventh-grade Earthly Immortal realm.

He did not expect that after the third place on the Azure Cloud Ranking appeared.

An even greater shock occurred!

The Sweeping Monk's secular identity was the son of the late Southern Tang ruler Li Yu, who had already passed away!

However, the moment this third-place identity was exposed, Li Yu's name appeared directly!

Moreover, the Azure Cloud Ranking directly showed a scene.

The former Southern Tang Imperial Palace.

Li Yu and his Empress, the Great Zhou Empress, were in perfect harmony!

What on earth is going on?

Xiaoyaozi is the former Li Yu?

The last ruler of Southern Tang, Li Yu, didn't die?

If this Xiaoyaozi is truly Li Yu!

Doesn't that mean that the fourth and third places on this Azure Cloud Ranking are actually father and son?

Father and son, both are Earthly Immortals!

And both are top-three-grade Earthly Immortals!

What a terrifying thing this is!

No one would dare to have such a thought!

But this matter seems to have happened!

For a time.

Even an emperor like Ying Zheng, who usually remained calm even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, couldn't help but look forward to the next scene!

The last ruler of Southern Tang, Li Yu, didn't die, so what did he experience to become the Xiaoyaozi who is now ranked third on the Azure Cloud Ranking!

……

Wu Chao.

Shendu.

Empress Wu Zhao's face was full of astonishment.

"This Azure Cloud Ranking is truly full of surprises!"

"What kind of encounters did the last ruler of Southern Tang, Li Yu, have to appear before the people of the world in this way!"

……

Great Ming.

Mount Mount Wudang.

Zhang Zhang Sanfeng and the disciples of Mount Wudang were also extremely astonished.

"Xiaoyaozi? Li Yu?"

"The Sweeping Monk's father?"

"My God, what on earth is going on?"

At this time.

The scene in the firmament began to change!

What was originally tender and sweet suddenly changed into the flames of war!

In the scene.

Below Jinling City!

Li Yu, wearing armor, was standing on the city wall, desperately commanding the Southern Tang army!

On the great river, he was engaged in a life-and-death struggle with the army of the Zhao Song!

The flames of war were flying!

At this time, another line of large characters appeared on the Azure Cloud Ranking.

【The enemy invaded, he defended the city, but still could not stop the fall of the nation and the destruction of his home!】

【He surrendered, the Southern Tang perished, he was captured to Dongjing, and the Emperor Taizu of Song titled him the Marquis of Disobedience!】

【In Dongjing City, his life of imprisonment was extremely humiliating, he lived in a drunken stupor, just trying to survive!】

Whoosh!

With the appearance of these lines of characters.

The scene on the Azure Cloud Ranking also began to change!

That was a courtyard that didn't look very big.

In the courtyard, there was a pavilion.

The couple who were once in perfect harmony in the Southern Tang Imperial Palace no longer had the smiles of the past on their faces.

All that remained was endless sorrow.

The former Emperor of Southern Tang, Li Yu, became the Marquis of Disobedience trapped in Dongjing City.

He spent his days in the pavilion mourning the spring and lamenting the autumn.

His Empress was often invited alone to the palace by the Emperor Song Taizong of Song.

She often returned only in the middle of the night.

Li Yu was furious.

But there was nothing he could do.

Late at night, under the bright moon.

In that pavilion.

He wrote a famous poem that has been sung for thousands of years.

"Silently I ascend the west tower alone, the moon is like a hook."

"The lonely parasol tree in the deep courtyard locks the clear autumn."

"It cannot be cut, it cannot be sorted, it is the sorrow of parting."

"It is a different kind of taste in my heart."

Whoosh!

This scene deeply shocked everyone in the world who saw it.

Zhang Zhang Sanfeng said with a sigh: "I have long heard that the last ruler of Southern Tang, Li Yu, was a generation of lyric emperors!"

"He wrote countless lyrics in his life, leaving behind many classic masterpieces."

"His extremely miserable second half of his life made him write many desolate lyrics."

Zhang Zhang Cuishan said: "A generation of emperors, reduced to this, is truly sigh-inducing!"

"But Master, since this Li Yu is on the list, ranked third on the Azure Cloud Ranking, he must have had some strange encounters later!"

Zhang Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly and said with his hands behind his back: "Yes, I also want to know what this legendary emperor experienced to become the Xiaoyaozi ranked third on the Azure Cloud Ranking!"

……

Great Ming.

Guanzhong.

Seven Heroes Town.

Tongfu Inn.

Tong Tong Xiangyu looked at the scene unfolding on the Azure Cloud Ranking in the firmament.

Looking at Li Yu, who was alone on the high tower in the dead of night, miserable and desolate.

Tong Tong Xiangyu also said with a face full of sorrow: "My God!"

"It's really not easy to be an emperor of a fallen nation!"

"This Li Yu's Empress often returns from the palace in the middle of the night, could it be?"

At this time, Bai Zhantang said from the side: "Years ago, I heard a storyteller in the Jianghu talk about this legendary emperor, Li Yu."

"I heard that his Empress was humiliated by the Emperor Song Taizong of Song, and a painting was made."

"Li Yu was furious when he found out, so he drank poison and committed suicide."

"I didn't expect that this Li Yu didn't die!"

"And he became this peerless figure ranked third on the Azure Cloud Ranking!"

"This is truly strange!"

Li Li Dazui, standing to the side, became interested and walked up, asking Bai Zhantang: "Old Bai, Old Bai, tell me, how did that Emperor Song Taizong of Song humiliate Li Yu's Empress."

Bai Zhantang waved his hands and said: "Go, go, go, go, is that something I could know?"

Lu Xiucai shook his head and sighed from the side: "A generation of emperors, after the fall of the nation, lived so miserably!"

"It's truly sigh-inducing!"

……

Great Qin.

Qizhou.

In the Nangong Chunshui Immortal-Asking Pavilion.

A crowd of onlookers watched the scene in the firmament.

Each and every one of them was filled with righteous indignation.

"This Li Yu is too miserable!"

"Yes, who can say otherwise!"

"It's one thing to be the emperor of a fallen nation, but even his wife was defiled."

"That Emperor Song Taizong of Song is really not a thing!"

Although there were only a few scenes in the picture.

However, the information revealed was immense.

For a time.

Many people were sympathizing with Li Yu.

And cursing the Emperor Song Taizong of Song.

Lian Lian Chengbi couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this scene and said: "This Emperor Song Taizong of Song is really not a thing."

"Humiliating someone's wife and children, if it were me, I would definitely kill him!"

Duan Yu also sighed: "I heard that the last ruler of Southern Tang also liked to worship Buddha in the first half of his life, and was a person of true feelings."

"I never expected that after the fall of the nation, he would experience so much bone-deep pain!"

Li Zhangsheng looked at the scene in the firmament.

He remained silent.

His heart was pounding wildly.

Just at this moment.

The scene in the firmament suddenly changed again.

The dead of night turned into daytime.

Several eunuchs came to the small courtyard where Li Yu and his wife lived.

They forced Li Yu to drink the wine containing the Qianji poison!

Li Yu looked at the eunuchs with grief and indignation, glaring at them.

He shouted loudly: "Zhao Er, you will not die a good death!"

Then, he tilted his head and drank the poisoned wine.

He laughed and fell to the ground!

The beautiful Little Zhou Empress cried bitterly and was taken away by the eunuchs.

The desolate small courtyard became the place where this last monarch lost his life.

The autumn wind was bleak, but it could not blow away the blood and hatred floating in the air!

The crowd of onlookers in the Nangong Chunshui Immortal-Asking Pavilion were greatly astonished when they saw this scene!

"He died just like that?"

"No way!"

"There must be a turning point!"

"Yes, if he died, how could he make the Azure Cloud Ranking!"

"I guess that poisoned wine must be fake!"

Just as everyone was talking at once.

A figure suddenly appeared in the scene!

That figure was in plain clothes, holding a broken sword in his hand!

Although the person's face could not be seen clearly, just from the figure's back, one could tell that this was a peerless expert!

"Look!"

"A high-level expert has appeared!"

"In plain clothes, holding a broken sword in his hand!"

"My God, look, that expert has taken Li Yu away!"

At this time, another line of large characters appeared on the Azure Cloud Ranking in the firmament.

【Li Yu drank the Qianji poison wine bestowed by the Emperor Song Taizong of Song, his soul went to the underworld, and he originally died in hatred, but the situation took a turn for the better, and a strange person saved him, pulling him back from the road to the underworld.】

Whoosh!

The appearance of this line of characters.

Directly shocked the world.

……

Great Qin.

In Xianyanggong.

Ying Zheng looked at the scene in the firmament, his face quite astonished.

"Qianji poison is one of the most poisonous poisons in the world!"

"It should be incurable!"

"Who on earth is this man in plain clothes!"

"To actually be able to cure Qianji poison?"

For a time, even Ying Zheng was curious about who saved Li Yu!

……

Northern Song Dynasty.

Northern Northern Shaolin Temple.

Outside the Scripture Library.

The Sweeping Monk watched his father drink the poisoned wine and his mother taken away, and he felt a fire burning in his heart!

Everything from the past was presented before him so realistically!

It was so painful to the heart!

It was as if it had pulled him back to the time decades ago when he learned of his father's death.

Watching the tall man in plain clothes, holding a broken sword, save his father and cure his father of the Qianji poison.

The Sweeping Monk couldn't help but let out a long sigh.