Prison Dragon

Chapter 147

The prince still needs to look up, but the emperor looks down on all living beings.

Could this be the real intention of the ice room?

Yang You held his breath, he realized that he might have discovered something extraordinary.

He looked around, there was nothing to rely on, only himself standing alone on the ice.Yang You lifted up the hem of his clothes and tied it around his waist, turned around and squatted down, propped his hands on the ice, and slowly lowered his legs. There was still a foot or two off the ground. He took a deep breath, jumped down suddenly, and landed on the first level. on the steps.He didn't step on his feet firmly, and he leaned back as soon as he landed. After moving his arms in the air for a long time, he finally sat on the ground with support before he fell completely.

"Hiss!" The wound on his index finger was pressed, and the blood kept oozing out, dripping on the ice, Yang You wrapped it casually with the corner of his clothes, stood up and looked around.

The scenery was the same as before, and the few boxes that he turned over last time were also intact. Except for the different position where he appeared, everything else remained unchanged at all.

What exactly is going on?

He recited a sentence of forgiveness from the ancestors in his heart, squatted down to pick up the boxes one by one, and opened them all with a dagger.

However, there is nothing belonging to Gaozu here, and there is no object related to Ao Chen.

After flipping through for a while, Yang You felt puzzled, there was no effective information.

Holding the dagger in his hand, his mouth was sore from exhaustion, so he simply sat on the ground while resting and thinking about problems.

Before him, Ao Chen definitely cooperated with other emperors, but why has he never appeared in all related records?

The help of the dragon god is already the highest "destiny" for an emperor, and there should be no record that the emperor did not want to leave a "true dragon emperor" in the history books.

But why, before he saw Ao Chen with his own eyes, he only heard the specious legend of the dragon god?Neither the father nor the elder brother seemed to know anything about Ao Chen's existence.

Not to mention the history books, there is no Ao Chen in the royal internal records and daily life notes.

Why?Because other people can't see Ao Chen?

As for the emperor, the emperor did not leave any records.

Could it be that someone is deliberately concealing the existence of Ao Chen, who has such a great power to completely erase the existence of Ao Chen in 800 years?

Or... Ao Chen concealed many truths?

Yang You didn't dare to think any more, got up and was about to leave, he had to ask Ao Chen carefully again.

Just as he raised his feet, a flash of light came from the corner of his eyes, Yang You froze, lowered his head and raised his feet, staring blankly at the ice surface under his feet.

This should be the place where his blood dripped just now. The blood is not a round pool, but a strange character.

Yang You knelt down and touched it with his hand.

He felt uneven touches from his fingertips, and when he looked closer, there were tiny lines on the ice, and his blood penetrated deep into the grooves of the lines, revealing this small character.

Yang You couldn't understand it. The crooked strokes of the characters looked like tadpoles. He touched other places, and the ice cube felt smooth to the touch without any scratches.

He tried it again with blood, and as soon as his blood fell on the ground, patterns appeared immediately. He tried several different places in a row, and this was always the case.

Sure enough, there were fine lines on the entire ice surface. If there was no blood penetration, it would be impossible to see it with the naked eye. Even if you touched it, you could only touch the smooth ice surface.

He had already descended nine steps just now to rummage through the boxes, and the boxes further down were so sparse that it was very difficult to collect them.He randomly selected a few places and dripped a few drops of blood worryingly, all of which had different lines.

Going up like this, until the first step near the giant ice, it is also full of characters and patterns.

From the looks of it, the entire ice room is covered with these patterns.

After Yang You checked the first step, he reached out to touch the giant ice standing there, and the blood from his fingertips wiped out a word on the giant ice.

Yang You recognized it for a long time but still couldn't see it. He deliberately wrote down the pattern and asked Ao Chen or Lu Shanjian after he went out.

There are four sides of the huge ice, Yang You struggled to climb to the top of the ice, squeezed his index finger, the fingertips were swollen purple, blood fell on the ice in large drops, and then drew a zigzagging pattern. line.The more blood Yang You dripped, the more complete and larger the pattern appeared.He cut the wound a little bigger, let the blood out for a while, and all the patterns on the top of the giant ice appeared. These patterns are very strange, densely packed, seemingly chaotic, but in fact they have their own rules, and they are combined in a precise state. , it seems that the lack of any link will make the whole graph incomplete. .

He followed the lines and touched the decorations carefully, looking at the direction of the lines under his hand, it seemed that all the lines here started from the giant ice.

The white walls of the ice room give people an illusion of space, as if there is no boundary around, and it is all white.

Yang You couldn't help thinking how spectacular it would be if all these patterns appeared.

He remembered that he dug out a jug of wine from a box just now, the blood-red wine was still exuding a sweet smell, Yang You jumped down and dug out the jug, opened it and poured it on the ground.

The wine spread directly along the smooth ice surface and flowed to the next step, without leaving any strange patterns on the ground.

Yang You dripped another drop of blood next to it, and the blood immediately formed a pattern.

It seems that only blood is useful.

Yang You suddenly recalled what Wu Yizhi had told him at the time. He said that this place "is said to be a secret room that only the emperor can know".And Ao Chen also said at the time that the entrance formation can only be opened with the blood of the Yang family.

Yang You couldn't help guessing that perhaps these patterns could only be seen with the blood of the royal family.

A space that only the royal family can enter, a decoration that only the royal family can see...

Is this really just a place where the emperor used to pray?

It was impossible for Yang You to believe it.

"Could this be..." Yang You murmured, "A formation?"

He crawled back to the vicinity of the huge ice, intending to lift a piece of ice and take it out for the experts to see. The dagger in his hand cut the iron like mud, but made a crisp sound the moment it touched the ice.

Yang You picked up the knife and touched the place he cut just now, it was smooth without a trace, while the sharp blade of the dagger curled up, and even knocked a nipple.

Yang You sighed and had no choice but to put away the dagger.

Lowering his head and hanging the dagger on his waist, Yang You heard a faint sigh.

"Is anyone there?" he asked.

Only the echo keeps echoing.

Is it his illusion? He seemed to hear a sigh last time.Yang You didn't think much about it, packed his things and prepared to leave, climbed to the top of the giant ice again, and stepped on the patterns.

Yang You lowered his head and took a serious look. Those disorderly patterns seemed to be spinning continuously, turning into blood-colored droplets, floating freely between the sky and the earth like snowflakes. Yang You only felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter. The swirling pattern turned into a hurricane, sweeping him into the sky.

……

On the high platform, a huge bonfire was burning, and the air was slightly distorted by the rising flames.

The minister in black endured the hot sweat and read aloud, "My lord, Your Majesty, is expected to live in the world, save the dying, from the south to the north, from the east to the west. To the nine princes, the victory of a hundred is better than a thousand miles." ..."

Yang Yan was guarding the altar in military uniform. He stood in the corner and clenched his fists excitedly, "The day is finally here!"

Ao Chen leaned against the wall on one side and yawned boredly, and asked, "When will it be over, I'm waiting to drink."

A group of gray-haired officials dedicated the emperor's jade seal to Yang Shuo.

Yang Yan hurriedly said: "It's almost over, I'm also waiting for the feast!"

Yang Shuo resigned with a serious expression, but the officials refused to obey, so they went up to persuade him to advance. After so many times, Yang Shuo reluctantly expressed that he had to obey the opinions of his ministers and became emperor.

The ministers shouted long live at the foot of Lishan Mountain, bowed their heads and obeyed their ears.

Yang Yan also knelt down obediently.

For a moment, only Yang Shuo and Ao Chen stood in the world.

Ao Chen smiled coldly, Yang Shuo raised his eyes to look at him, but said nothing.

After the sacrifice to heaven, Yang Shuo took all the officials to Changle Palace for a banquet.

Yang Yan asked someone to pile up the good wine they brought into a pagoda, and Ao Chen sat next to him and drank together.

The war that lasted for decades in the last years of the Zhou Kingdom finally came to an end today.

An extremely happy smile appeared on Yang Yan's face. He hugged the wine jar and got drunk, he stammered and asked Ao Chen, "Now that my brother is the emperor, is it over for you to go down to earth?"

"Not yet," Ao Chen was also a little uncertain, "it's useless for your brother to be emperor for more than ten years, you have to let this country continue."

"That's it..." Yang Yan let out a foul breath in his chest, "It seems that you can stay in the mortal world for a while longer."

Ao Chen raised his eyebrows, "It's okay, at least I don't hate humans so much now."

The two looked at each other with a smile, and touched the wine jar.

……

"You are crazy, Yang Shuo." Ao Chen narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

Yang Shuo's black hair has been mixed with a lot of gray, and his strong body is also a little bent, "I'm not crazy, Ao Chen, are you willing to help me?"

"No," Ao Chen replied without hesitation, "there is no way for mortals to become immortals in heaven, and I can't help you if I help you. Is it not good to be a human being? You must ask for longevity? You are still in your prime, so you shouldn't think about these things .”

"Hahaha..." Yang Shuo looked up to the sky and laughed, "Ao Chen, you haven't changed in the past 20 years, but what about me, I'm old, I'm going to die, can't I ask you to help my friends? Even if there is no way to practice, is there no elixir? I know you can't violate the rules of the heavens, I don't want to become a fairy, I just want to live a few more years..."

"Hmph!" Ao Chen sneered, "Do you really just want to live a few more years? Or do you want to sit in this position forever?"

Yang Shuo grasped the armrest of the dragon chair, struggled for a long time with a look of embarrassment, and finally said, "That's right. I am the Son of Heaven. I conquered the world with my own hands. Now I have to watch the world fall into the hands of others. I am not reconciled! "

"It's not someone else, it's your son, the next emperor is your son!"

"The crown prince is weak, how can he sit firmly in the world!" Yang Shuo said, "Only I, only I can make the world stable, make all the people subdue, and continue the Great Qi for thousands of years!"