There were rough waves on the Canglan River, and countless huge waves swept the ships on the river to the bottom of the river.
The people crossing the river were submerged in the surging water, and their wailing sounds were lost in the sound of the waves.
For some reason, there was a strong wind and waves on the Canglan River today, and the sudden change of the situation made the whole world begin to tremble.
The waves hit the shore, and hundreds of feet of waves submerged the villages along the river. When the waves receded, only a mess was left.
At the bottom of the unfathomable Canglan River, an enchanting figure walks among them. This is Li Wantong who left Yu Zhi. However, this crimson dress already showed that it was Feiying who was in control of her body now.
In front of Fei Ying's eyes, a dilapidated palace slowly rose from the bottom of the river. It was also the great changes at the bottom of the river that caused the storm on the river.
There are several thrones in the palace, one of which belongs to Feiying.
Each throne is carved with the clan emblems of each clan in Lingkui, and the Feiying clan is the Feiying petal.
The once gorgeous palace has turned into a dilapidated state after thousands of years.
The past events appeared in front of Fei Ying's eyes, as cold as a wave of emotion in her heart.
Thousands of years have been too long, and things and people have already changed.
Thousands of years ago, the Lingkui clan invaded the human world. Who would have thought that even as powerful as they were, they would eventually be defeated by the human race and withdraw from the human world. And this palace also witnessed that period of history that was extremely bloody.
What Fei Ying saw was what Li Wantong saw.
This was Feiying's second time entering the bottom of the Canglan River. She remembered something and wanted to look for it again.
Walking deep into the palace, a broken human statue stood in it.
The face of the statue is ordinary. But it is also very mysterious. It seems that you will forget it once you take a look at it. You will never be able to remember this face.
Feiying looked at the statue with a little more reverence in her eyes.
Just as Feiying was about to leave, a voice came from behind the statue.
"In the battle back then, our clan was defeated and all the kings fell. We all thought you were dead."
As the voice came to mind, a green branch climbed up the statue, wrapped around the statue, from the soles of the feet to the neck, and finally blossomed into a small white flower as flawless as jade on the chest of the statue.
The stamens are cyan.
For example, the strange little white flowers that Yu Zhi met in Yunshan Town were no different.
The small white flowers swayed gently in the water, making human sounds.
Feiying looked at the little white flower and sighed: "The kings will not be destroyed. But what I didn't expect is that even you, who has the strongest ability to save life, has become like this."
Feeling the current state of Xiao Baihua, Feiying said: "Your three clones have not reunited yet. With your current cultivation level, it will take a long time to return to your peak cultivation level."
Xiao Baihua also said: "You only have a remnant soul left, no better than me. But why do you want to possess such a lowly race?"
"You have to do it out of necessity." Fei Ying replied, "My king's situation is difficult to describe in a few words. Now that you are still alive, I believe there are people of the same clan lurking in the world."
"Thousands of years ago, the master had already predicted that the human race would win the final victory. Although our race was defeated, it also left behind a backup force in the world. During the millennium, not only the old bald donkey predicted it, but the master also predicted the thousand-year event. Change." Xiao Baihua's voice was filled with strong reverence and pride.
This is enough to show the important position that master holds in his heart.
"You don't need to tell me about the back-up you left behind. With my current strength, I can't help you much." Fei Ying said. She is the King of Lingkui, but now she is not strong enough. She lives and dies together with Li Wantong's soul. She has heard these secrets, and Li Wantong will also hear them.
"I just want to know how the emperor is doing, is he dead or alive?"
Xiao Baihua did not answer immediately. After pondering for a moment, he said: "I fell before my master. Judging from the battle situation at that time, it is very likely that my master will fall."
Feiying's heart sank, there was only one emperor of the Lingkui clan, and he was also the belief and pillar of the entire Lingkui clan.
If the emperor falls, the entire Lingkui clan will be leaderless, so how can they talk about making a comeback?
"Since the emperor has predicted the outcome of that battle, he will never sit still and wait for death. The emperor will definitely return and lead our clan." Fei Ying did not believe that the emperor was dead.
The small white flower is like a long blue snake, but the snake's head is a white flower. He climbed on that statue wantonly. "I believe that the master must be dormant somewhere. Waiting for the rise of our clan, the master will definitely appear."
Xiao Baihua continued: "The other two clones of this king have not returned to their realm yet. You must also be careful not to be discovered by the human race."
What Xiao Baihua doesn't know is that Fei Ying's situation is much better than him, at least he doesn't have to hide.
"After I recover my cultivation, I will go find you." Xiao Baihua said.
Fei Ying nodded and said, "If there is a chance, I will return to my ancestral land."
"Why? After thousands of years of change, I don't even know what the ancestral land has become. I'm afraid it's even more dangerous. With your current cultivation level, returning to the ancestral land will only lead to death." Xiao Baihua reminded.
Feiying said calmly: "I have my own reasons."
Xiao Baihua was used to Feiying's cold attitude and said: "The passage back to the ancestral land is guarded by humans. Unless you can defeat those humans now."
Feiying knew about those passages from thousands of years ago, and the human race also knew that it was precisely to prevent the Lingkui group from killing their ancestral land that generations of strong human race men had guarded them for thousands of years.
Fei Ying said: "I have my own way."
Xiao Baihua no longer tried to dissuade Fei Ying. He told Fei Ying what happened after Fei Ying was suppressed, and Fei Ying also told Xiao Baihua about Yun Jin's ambush.
The two exchanged information in this way.
Half an hour later, the little white flower disappeared into the dark water and disappeared.
Fei Ying left towards the Canglan River. Thousands of years later, when I saw my kindred spirits again, they were not at the peak of their scornful world.
The purpose of Feiying's trip has been achieved. As long as we know that the Lingkui tribe is not extinct yet, this is excellent news.
The conversation between Feiying and Xiaobaihua just fell into Li Wantong's ears.
Li Wantong asked: "Sister, why do your clan have to invade the human world?"
Feiying was silent for a moment and said indifferently: "For survival."
There are corpses floating in the river, and soon these corpses will become food for some ferocious fish.
There were many people struggling under the Jiangjiang River. As soon as they surfaced, waves one after another captured them.
Li Wantong looked at the people drowning in the water and said unbearably: "Sister, save their lives."
Fei Ying has long looked down on life and death. Countless humans died in her hands a thousand years ago, and now she is asked to save these humans.
For Feiying, what do the lives of these people have to do with her?
Feiying said nothing and rushed out of the Canglan River to leave.
The tragedy of drowning often does not lie in the moment of drowning, but in waiting a few days later, when the drowned corpses are densely floating on the river surface. That is called tragedy.
The body was whitened by the river water, swollen like an air bag, and finally exploded silently amidst the sound of the waves, shattering into pieces.
In just a moment, the figure in the red dress returned to the riverside again.
"Only this one time."
...
Yu Zhi rode a little donkey into Jiangnan City leisurely.
As soon as he entered the city gate, the soldiers guarding the city came to greet him.
"The general of Jiangnan City welcomes the Royal Censor."
When all the soldiers heard the sound, they moved and knelt down to greet Yu Zhi. The people nearby looked at this scene and were confused at first, and then they all knelt down one after another.
Yu Zhi's name has long spread throughout Nanzhou.
The people in Jiangnan City had neither seen nor heard of it, and secretly looked at the young man on the donkey.
"It is rumored that Master Yushi is very young. I didn't expect him to be so young. He looks like he is only in his early twenties."
"Yeah, he's about the same age as my kid."
"It's really irritating that people are so different from each other. Look at the Censor, he has become a high official at such a young age."
"..."
Lei Jun looked at everything in front of him, turned his head and said, "Brother Yu, this scene is quite grand."
Yu Zhi said with a smile: "I have already revealed my identity in Yunshan Town. The government office in Jiangnan City will definitely get the news. These people have probably been waiting for me. There is nothing surprising."
Immediately, Yu Zhi looked at the soldiers guarding the city and said, "Get up. Let everyone disperse. Don't block the city gate."
The soldier said: "My lord, the magistrate has long ordered me to wait here. The magistrate has prepared a residence for the lord, and will guide you the way."
Yu Zhi nodded and said, "Okay, you can lead the way."
At the same time, the prefect of Nanzhou also received news that Yu Zhi had entered the city.
The name of the prefect of Nanzhou Prefecture is Fu Xun, and he has been in the position of prefect for more than ten years. Serving as a magistrate in Nanzhou Prefecture, he is naturally a member of the King of Chu.
Under Fu Xun's governance, Nanzhou Prefecture has enjoyed good weather in recent years, probably because there have been more days of peace and fewer days of chaos.
This is a rare good official.
Fu Xun is nearly fifty years old, with a very strong body, a goatee, a thin face, drooping eyebrows, and eyes as deep as springs. There is no trace of emotion, and he has an aura of calmness and self-power.
Being an official in Nanzhou Prefecture, with the sky high and the Emperor far away, should be a relaxing job.
For Fu Xun, he was not that carefree.
The King of Chu is always in Nanzhou, and it is up to the King of Chu whether there will be chaos in Nanzhou. This is the consensus among Nanzhou officials.
The so-called magistrate of Nanzhou is just in name only.
Fu Xun wouldn't mind, and he didn't dare to mind. If it weren't for the King of Chu, Fu Xun wouldn't be able to sit in this position.
As early as when Yu Zhi left Su City, the woman in red shirt from Prince Chu's Mansion in Jiangnan City invited Fu Xun to have a cup of tea.
The girl in the red shirt talked a lot about Yu Zhi's various deeds in Su City. The meaning of the girl in the red shirt was also very obvious - Nanzhou cannot be overthrown by a young man.
There is only one purpose to stabilize Nanzhou.
But how to stabilize and how to deal with this unkind young man, the woman in red shirt did not say, only Fu Xun could think about it himself.
In the past few days, Fu Xun read Yu Zhi's case files over and over again, from his rise in Kyoto to the storm in Suzhou City. Fu Xun's complicated emotions turned into a sigh - this kid can do more tricks than Monkey Monkey, who is making trouble in the sky!
Therefore, Fu Xun had people guarding the four gates of Jiangnan City early.
Once Yu Zhi enters the city, he will know immediately.
Because Fu Xun wanted to keep a close eye on Yu Zhi.
