The second prince, Ling Yizhu, was a humble man, so he bowed respectfully.
"I heard that Your Majesty has been in poor health recently, so I found some nourishing elixirs and sent them to Your Majesty."
His Majesty coughed for a while before he recovered. He didn't have the energy to speak, "I'm interested."
Ling Yizhu drank tea with His Majesty for a while and talked for a while before leaving.
He returned to his palace, and a figure appeared beside him silently.
The man's voice was lazy, "Hasn't the Second Prince thought clearly?"
Ling Yizhu directly found a place to sit down and looked up at the person who came. He was wearing a high-end suit and looked good, but he spoke too much and deserved a beating.
Ling Yizhu asked him, "Fu Shennan, why are you interested in the fight for the throne instead of being the richest man in the empire?"
Fu Shennan smiled and said, "Of course I want to wait until the second prince comes to power to give me more convenience."
Ling Yizhu sneered, "Times have really changed. You, a businessman, have the confidence to come and go in the palace as you please."
Fu Shennan: "I came here today to ask the second prince if he has made up his mind. If you are not willing to do it, I think the other two princes and princesses should be willing to do it."
Ling Yizhu pondered for a moment and softened his tone, "The eldest princess has the Xuantian Sect behind her, and the Xuantian Sect will definitely not ignore her."
"Second Prince, don't worry. Now that Mo Zunyue can't get away, there is nothing to fear from the remaining people. Second Prince, just do what you do boldly. We have many monks to help you."
Nanhua Star, Star Lord's Mansion.
Mo Zunyue meditated in Lanying's living room and fell into a dream.
That year was the busiest year since the world of cultivation had been peaceful for a long time.
After many years, a god finally appeared again in the world of cultivation.
The Cultivation Continent is filled with blooming flowers and thousands of auspicious auras, birds are congratulating, animals are bowing their heads, and countless people are looking at the shocking scenery of golden light filling the sky, waiting for the scene of the gods ascending.
After practicing for many years and stepping into the ranks of gods, you will ascend to the divine realm.
But people waited and waited, but no one was able to ascend.
Mo Zunyue's spiritual consciousness communicated with the way of heaven, but was told by the way of heaven that she had left bad consequences in the world, and she needed to clear them up before she could ascend to the divine world.
Mo Zunyue was confused, "Evil consequences? Although I have fought hard all the way over the years, I have also done good deeds. How can there be any negative consequences?"
Tiandao did not answer.
Mo Zunyue became a god stranded in the world.
She went to find Sang Qi, who had been waiting for him, with a distressed look on his face, and told him about his inability to ascend.
Mo Zunyue muttered, "What kind of consequences can I leave behind? Tiandao just left an inexplicable word and stopped talking about it. Now I don't know what the situation is."
At that time, Sang Qi was at the peak of the Tribulation Realm and was only one step away from becoming a god.
Dressed in white and carrying a sword, he is still a high-spirited young man.
He straightened Mo Zunyue's hair and said, "The way of heaven may have some deep meaning. Then just wait and wait for me to ascend together."
At that time, Mo Zunyue didn't know that she had been waiting for tens of thousands of years, but what she had been waiting for was endless affection that turned into eternal hatred, and both of them died together.
Mo Zunyue held his arm and said with a smile, "You are right, I don't want to be separated from you."
Sang Qi's eyes were like a deep pool, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance, but there was a smile on his face as he teased Mo Zunyue, "Is it true that you don't want to leave me either?"
Mo Zunyue rolled her eyes at him, "Of course it's true, there's no need to ask."
At that time, thousands of years had passed since they became Taoist couples after Xuantian Sect was destroyed.
During these thousands of years of practice, the two have always supported each other and have a deep relationship.
They are the only two people in the world who are the most trustworthy and closest to each other.
Over the past thousands of years, they didn't know how much blood they had shed and how many lives they almost lost for each other.
Sang Qi's voice was distant, "Let's ascend to the divine realm together, you wait for me, wait for me..."
The two returned to the small bamboo house where they lived in seclusion. Mo Zunyue leaned next to Sang Qi, holding her head and staring at him.
"You have such a beautiful face, you can compare to a monster. You have attracted so many rotten peach blossoms over the past thousands of years, and I am helping you shovel them away every day."
Sang Qi was so thick-skinned that he even felt a little proud after being praised, "You don't want to give in too much. Many of our enemies want to trick you and I will kill them."
Mo Zunyue raised her eyebrows, "Do you want to do double cultivation tonight?"
Sang Qi choked on the water in his mouth.
Even though the two are already an old couple, being so straightforward still makes people a little uncomfortable.
Mo Zunyue was dissatisfied, "What is your reaction? I am a divine body now. I will definitely be of great benefit to you after practicing dual cultivation. Maybe I can also help you realize enlightenment as soon as possible."
Sang Qi put down the cup and tapped her head lovingly, "You have just become a god, so it's better to consolidate it first."
"Oh." Mo Zunyue reluctantly agreed.
But she has always been thinking about this. They both want the best for each other.
So far, dual cultivation is the best thing for Sang Qi.
She would ask every three days, but Sang Qi always refused for various reasons, and even went so far as to sleep in a separate room with her.
Mo Zunyue felt that after she became a god, Sang Qi might be under pressure. After all, no one in the entire world of cultivation had the chance to do such a thing as sleeping with a god.
She decided to sneak into Sang Qi's room secretly and settle the matter first.
Then came this day, which completely changed the fate of the two of them.
She watched helplessly as the black magic lines climbed up Sang Qi's body, flowing on his skin like blood marks caught by evil spirits.
Mo Zunyue felt as if she was struck by lightning. She asked in a daze, "Why?"
Sang Qi woke up after hearing the sound, and when he saw Mo Zunyue, his expression was obviously flustered, but he quickly stabilized his expression, and the magic marks on his body gradually faded, disappearing into the body.
He carefully tested, "Zun Yue..."
Mo Zunyue was already angry. She held back her sobs and asked, "Why, why exactly? You are already at the peak of tribulation, and you are only one step away from becoming a god. Why did you fall into the devil's path?"
Sang Qi was silent for a long time, "Because I want to ascend with you."
In the dilapidated ancient palace, Sang Qi controlled the nightmare beast to look at Mo Zunyue's dream.
When he saw this, he laughed to himself.
He was so naive back then, he actually thought that by falling into the demon world, he could become a demon god and ascend to the divine realm with Mo Zunyue.
At this time, a figure in the main hall came to report, "Cult Leader, the Auxiliary Cult has made arrangements according to your instructions. Please tell me when to take action."
Auxiliary religion? Ah!
Sang Qi was furious and waved his hands to overthrow the people on the ground. He said coldly, "Get out."
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, the man didn't dare to say anything and left tremblingly.
So many years have passed, so many things have happened, but he is still as naive as before, and he is still delusional about becoming a god.
"Sang Qi..."
A soft voice sounded, and Sang Qi looked up and saw Silo with a worried look on his face.
She was dressed in tulle, and her curves were faintly visible under the gauze curtain.
Sang Qi silently looked away, suddenly irritated, and his tone became colder, "Who told you to wear clothes like this? Go back and change."
Silo's eyes were filled with tears and she left crying.
Sang Qi held his forehead and felt a headache.
They just look the same, but they are not her after all.
