As the current imperial capital of Great Yan, Nanyu Mansion has outstanding people and many spiritual veins have been cultivated in recent years. Now, as the place of Longxing in Great Yan, it is full of prosperity, and more and more monks come here. stand up.
In the hall of Yantang, Zhishu Song faced the middle-aged man in purple shirt, the old woman with white hair, and several young monks behind him, three men and one woman, and said helplessly:
"Since the two of them are unwilling to disclose what happened in Xizhou, why not introduce yourself so that I can understand more."
The white-haired old woman spoke first and said calmly:
"I am Su Li, the leader of the Twelve Swordsmen of Great Yan. I was once the maid beside Yanzu. Five hundred years ago, I killed countless demons and was stuck at the peak of Nascent Soul for hundreds of years."
"Sword Attendant?"
Song Zhishu murmured. Hearing these firm words, it seemed as if they were not fake.
Especially the cultivation level, it doesn’t look like a lie.
"Five hundred years ago, when Grandma Su Li was not famous in the world, Grandma Su Li was the confidant of Yanzu. No one could match her in terms of seniority." A beautiful woman next to her said this.
After hearing this, Zhishu Song looked at the old woman called Granny Su Li.
Although the face of the white-haired old woman is old, there is a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, which vaguely shows that she was also a beauty when she was young.
Then the middle-aged man in purple shirt also spoke, with a calm expression:
"I am one of the thirty-six generals under the command of Yan Zu, Yang Biao, the Yan general of Xizhou. I have been guarding Xizhou for hundreds of years. My cultivation level is roughly the same as that of my mother-in-law, but I am younger."
Song Zhishu learned the identities of the two people, stared at him and asked:
"Since you are all the top seniors of Great Yan, why didn't you take action when Great Yan was destroyed?"
"Is there anything more important than the destruction of the country?"
"Not only is it more important than the destruction of the Great Flame, it is also a hundred times more important. It is related to the safety of this world."
This middle-aged man named Yang Biao had an extremely solemn expression.
Song Zhishu paused immediately, obviously not knowing what the middle-aged man in Zishan was talking about.
Granny Su Li said indifferently: "Ancestor Yan has calculated this calamity and sent us to guard the four realms in order to prevent the coming of the great world."
"It's not just you, is there anyone else?"
Song Zhishu noticed something and said in surprise.
"This is natural. There are Yan Generals guarding Beizhou, Nanzhou, and the Donghai Islands. If there were no Yan Generals in the land in all directions, I am afraid that there would have been a big mess."
"General Yan, can you recall them?"
Song Zhishu asked, if we can use the power of these two people, and even other Yan generals, we might be able to overthrow Daxia.
"The Fire Lord only obeys the Lord of Fire."
Granny Su Li said calmly.
Song Zhishu sighed and said: "General Yan, General Yan, if you had not left Great Yan and stayed in Yandu, Great Yan might not have been destroyed, and the world would have been able to sustain it for a longer time. What did Ancestor Yan give you back then?" What kind of order allows you to guard the land all over the world for more than a hundred years."
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the fortune of the entire Nanyu Mansion skyrocketed, and the white fairy dragon transformed into the national fortune woke up again, as if to welcome someone's arrival.
The common people and monks all raised their heads alertly.
"His Royal Highness is back!"
Song Zhishu said in surprise.
Granny Su Li and Yang Biao looked at each other and saw the anticipation in each other's eyes.
What kind of person is the current master of Dayan?
A stream of light streaked across the sky.
The figure was revealed, and it was Zhao Huai who had returned. At this time, there was a little girl with lively eyes behind him.
With his return, Dayan's luck rose again, and the growing incense continued to feed back, allowing Zhao Huai's cultivation to continue to rise.
The destiny of the country has returned, and the white dragon reaches the sky.
Dayan suddenly had a backbone. After all, all dragons must have a leader, and the role of a leader is unquestionable.
Zhao Huai landed and came to the entrance of Yantang's manor.
The Great Flame Dragon Cavalry soldiers on both sides immediately knelt down and saluted:
"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince!"
"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Zhao Huai nodded lightly, pushed the door open, and saw familiar people and unfamiliar faces.
The eaves of the corridor are all covered with white onyx. Apparently Song Heqing died not long ago, and these decorations have not been removed yet.
"Your Highness, you are finally back!"
Song Zhishu was the first to come out to greet him, with a look of surprise on his face that lingered for a long time.
Every day when His Highness the Crown Prince is away, he is afraid of messing up. Taking the old woman and the middle-aged man as an example, it is enough to give him a headache.
Interfering in the tone and direction of state affairs is a taboo, and it is absolutely impossible for him to touch such a thing.
Zhao Huai clasped his hands behind his back and stood upright, focusing on the middle-aged, white-haired old woman in purple shirt and the young monks behind him.
"I've met the Flame Lord."
Several people bowed in unison.
"they are?"
"Your Highness, they are."
Song Zhishu immediately introduced, telling what had just happened and the identities of several people.
"Yan Zu's former subordinates, Sword Attendant and Yan General?"
Zhao Huai stared at the two people in surprise.
No wonder Yan Zu didn't leave any powerful monks to guard Dayan. It turned out that all the old people from five hundred years ago were sent to guard the entrance.
The young palace maids and vigorous sergeants of those days have become the old men and women of today.
"Could it be that the entrance to the Immortal World is not just the False South China Sea?"
Zhao Huai frowned.
Song Zhishu didn't know what happened in Xizhou, but Zhao Huai had already learned part of the news from Lingshan.
Granny Su Li and Yang Biao were slightly surprised when they heard Zhao Huai's words.
"It seems that the prince already knows the truth about this world."
Zhao Huai can name a few terms such as Immortal Heaven and Earth and False South China Sea, which shows that he already has an accurate concept and knows some secrets that ordinary people don't know.
"Immortal world?"
Song Zhishu looked confused.
Zhao Huai explained: "As early as the Middle Ages, there was such a division. The world here is the Immortal World. In addition, outside the Five States, there are other worlds, such as the Demon World and the Underworld."
"good."
Yang Biao shook his sleeves and agreed: "In the past hundred years, as the great age gradually approaches, the ancient forces hidden in the dark are ready to move, and demons and ghosts are rampant. Zhongzhou seems peaceful, but in fact there are countless disasters. Hidden in it.”
"Five hundred years ago, before Yan Zu ascended to the throne, he suppressed the four worlds by himself and restored a peaceful world to the world. But at the same time, he also threatened that five hundred years later, the great age will come and the prosperous age of medieval immortality will be restored."
"All the five immortal sects have heavenly spiritual roots appearing in the world. It was a rare and impossible thing to happen before. In addition, the immortal spiritual roots that have not appeared for ten thousand years have appeared. The moment I saw His Highness the Crown Prince, I was convinced that the great world was about to happen. arrival."
Hearing these words, Song Zhishu and Zhao Huai both looked solemn.
A trace of worry appeared on Granny Su Li's old face, and she said:
"It is not so much a re-enactment of the heyday of medieval immortality as a reshuffling of the cards. Then there will be chaos. The world will be a chaotic time. All forces are plotting against each other, and countless interests will be shed. Demons and ghosts will appear one after another, and even the great powers who have been in seclusion for many years will not be able to do anything. Living alone is definitely not as stable as what we have now."
Hearing this, Zhao Huai couldn't help but think about the scenes he saw on the stone tablet in Hetu Luoshu and the content on the stone tablet.
The internal conflicts among the immortals in the Ascended Realm will result in chaos in the lower realm.
Zhao Huai had seen descriptions of the Middle Ages and the Ancient Era in books. It was an era of the weak and the strong. There were no divisions between demons, humans, and weirdos. The human race was just one of the ten thousand races, and was far from the dominant position it has today.
It's just that the sages of the human race spent millions and tens of thousands of years of hard work, and used blood and dead bones to build a prosperous age for the human race.
If such troubled times were to be restarted, it would undoubtedly be a loss to the entire world of immortality.
Although the great world is exciting and full of opportunities and destiny, it is like a nightmare for ordinary people.
The situation is precarious, and even the lives of the monks are like ants.
Zhao Huai realized that there were more challenges waiting for him in the future.
"I heard you say that you want to form an alliance with the Shinra Empire and jointly suppress the entrance to Xizhou?"
Zhao Huai looked at Granny Su Li and said in a condensed voice.
"To be precise, it is the Heaven and Earth Altar."
Granny Su Li said seriously.
"Altar of Heaven and Earth."
Zhao Huai repeated it and muttered.
"Since His Royal Highness is here, I will make it clear."
Granny Su Li prepared some words and said slowly: "Before Yanzu ascended, he set up thirty-six heaven and earth altars to suppress the entrance to heaven and earth, and sent us to guard the altars for generations. General Yang Biao and I were both at that time, Heading to the Xizhou Altar,"
"Thirty-six, there are so many? I thought there was only False South China Sea."
Zhao Huai was completely shocked.
Granny Su Li explained: "The False South China Sea guarded by the Wuji Immortal Sect is just one of them."
The middle-aged man named Yang Biao nodded and said: "Every heaven and earth altar can go to other heavens and earth. Similarly, other heavens and earth can also come through the altar. If the altar is broken, the enemies of the former immortal world will be destroyed. File in, the army will arrive immediately.”
Zhao Huai finally understood why all the people under Yanzu's command disappeared in the history books, because guarding the altar of heaven and earth was indeed more important than the destruction of Great Yan's country.
There is still hope for restoration after the Great Flame is gone. If the Immortal World is invaded by many other worlds, then it will be truly over.
"Is this why you want to unite the Shinra Empire?"
"Yes, the Shinra Empire should understand this truth."
Zhao Huai said: "But I heard that the Shenluo Empire has reached an agreement with the Demon Sect. In addition, I also let Princess Shenluo dove loose before. It will be difficult to unite."
He did not originally think that the Shinra Empire was a reliable ally.
Now that Madam is the Empress of Daxia, if they want to form an alliance, Daxia is the best choice. However, the subjects between the two countries have a lot of hatred, and it is not that simple to resolve it.
After hearing Zhao Huai's words, Yang Biao and Granny Su Li stopped talking.
His Royal Highness is no better than Song Zhishu, and his words are obviously more credible.
Zhao Huai also thought for a long time and finally asked: "Why did you come back from Xizhou?"
"Because something happened to the Heaven and Earth Altar in Xizhou."
Granny Su Li said in a deep voice.
Yang Biao sighed and explained: "Several powerful demon kings came to the Xizhou altar and attacked us. The village of thousands of people was destroyed. We all escaped, and the rest of the monks died in the battle. "
No wonder.
Zhao Huai frowned and immediately understood the good intentions of the two people.
The reason why the two wanted to use the power of the Shinra Empire was because the Xizhou altar was about to be destroyed, and there was no time to waste.
"Is there any way to wake up the old people of Dayan in other altars?"
Zhao Huai asked.
Granny Su Li nodded and said: "Of course there is. As long as the prince uses the national destiny and the magic power contaminated by Dayan's bloodline to write a "Yan Lord Imperial Edict" and announce it to the world, it will naturally make the old people of Dayan feel it. , they all have tokens left by Ancestor Yan, and they can all receive them."
"The Emperor Yan's imperial edict."
Zhao Huai's eyes gradually became sharper, and he said to himself:
"In this great world, no one is immune. The old people of Yanzu should also realize this. They must all unite, instead of just being a lonely force. If this is the case, then write!"
Granny Su Li reminded: "I feel that there must be similar situations like mine at the Heaven and Earth Altar. His Highness the Crown Prince can recall them. As for the other Yan Generals who are still guarding, there is no need to recall them."
"I see."
Next, Zhao Huai first paid homage to his ancestors, then changed his clothes, burned incense, and prayed before starting to write.
Write the "Yanzhu Yuzhao".
Zhao Huai bled blood and grinded the ink, then raised his pen. The magic power in his body continued to flow, condensing a huge amount of mental power, and he poured a lot of concentration into every stroke.
The content is very simple. It expresses Dayan's goals since the restoration of the country and his determination to face the future world. It includes an order to recall the old people of Dayan who are waiting for leisure. The contents of the Xizhou altar are also written.
As soon as I finished writing, the cloth woven with white silkworm silk shone with a golden light.
The ancestors' sacrificial halls also emitted dazzling golden light in cooperation, transmitting the contents of the imperial edict to all corners of the world.
The sacrificial hall is a place where the will of the ancestors of all generations is gathered, so it can be called to far away places.
This edict carrying the destiny of the country rose slowly and resonated with the destiny of the world.
"call out!"
The white silkworm silk flew out from the yard, and at the same time the cloth was shattered into slag, which was obviously not enough to carry the will of the ancestors of the past generations, let alone the national destiny of Dayan.
Golden words popped out one by one, arranged and combined, and went in all directions. The golden light was like many golden meteors streaking across the sky.
It attracted the attention of a large number of monks and people.
A "Yanzhu Imperial Edict" aroused alarm in all directions.
The people of Nanyu Mansion were the most excited.
"His Royal Highness is back!?"
"It's been a year, and I haven't heard from His Highness the Crown Prince for a long time!"
The entrance to the Xia Capital Imperial City.
All the troops paid homage, and their silver armors were lined up. Yu Qinghan put on a bright red imperial dress, looked at the golden shooting stars in the sky, felt the familiar breath, and murmured at the corner of his mouth:
"Husband, is that you?"
Nanzhou.
Among the vast icebergs, the river along the way flows forever and turbulently.
At the end of the river is the boundless forbidden area, which is the center of Nanzhou. The water surface is reddish-brown, with waves rising more than ten feet high. Ancient and strange power fills the sky and the bottom of the water.
There are many houses made of huge ice blocks. A woman wearing a silver velvet murmured:
"This is the imperial edict from Lord Yan. It seems that the Great Era is coming. I have to go there on behalf of Master. The Nanzhou altar is almost no longer able to be defended."
Xizhou Raven Sect General Forum.
Yin Nanyu hid in a huge crack in the valley, overlooking the Raven Sect passing below, and escaped through a secret passage.
Seeing the golden meteors streaking across the sky, a smile appeared on the jade face under the black robe and white hair.
"The heartless man is finally back?"
The floating island in the East China Sea is located on the east side of Zhongzhou. There is fog on the sea and the sun is looming.
There are many floating islands, coconut trees everywhere, and an ancient city.
An old man stood on the beach, looking at the golden meteors streaking across the sky.
He seemed to feel the summons, and joy flashed across his old face.
The monks in the city also rushed to the seaside and bowed to salute.
"Yanzhu Yuzhao, great, after hundreds of years, a hero finally appeared."
"It's a pity, but right now the East China Sea altar has to be guarded and we can't go to Zhongzhou to join us."
"Ancestors, five hundred years have passed. Is there still a need to reunite? Hasn't Ancestor Yan already ascended?"
Among the crowd, a young monk said.
"shut up!"
The old man shouted loudly, and the sound waves splashed out, causing the monk to vomit blood and kneel on the ground.
“The value of Yanzhu’s imperial edict is as high as Yanzu’s personal visit, so you must not be rude!
"Whether we can go or not, our Donghai Zhou family must give a response."
"Zhou Sheng, you have broken through to the Nascent Soul in recent days. Please represent me this time and go to Zhongzhou. The Xizhou altar is in trouble and there is no need to delay."
"Yes, ancestor."
A fat man in a long coat took the order, bowed and clasped his fists.
Not only the secular world, but the towering Lingshan Mountain is also the subject of discussion.
"Prince Dayan has left Lingshan."
"I don't know when it happened. Now that the demon sect is rampant, will it be dangerous for him to go to the secular world at this time?"
"He is very strong and can defeat Demon Situ Huan, but the Demon Sect has accumulated thousands of years of experience, and there are not a few strong men in the past who have grown up."
Immortality Taoist Temple.
The white-browed abbot of Xiaolingyin Temple and the master of Changsheng Temple were sitting under the ginseng tree, playing chess.
The abbot holds white and the temple master holds black.
"Aren't you worried about that kid?" Abbot Baimei said with a smile.
"I have my own magical way to protect him. In the last time, I always have to do something. Wuji did it beautifully. Now it's just my turn."
The master of Changsheng Temple sits cross-legged, sunspot hanging in the air, calm and unhurried.
"Amitabha, how long will it be until your next tribulation? Will you die like Wuji in an immortal tribulation?"
"A few decades, that's enough. It's enough to scare these guys who have just arrived to overcome the tribulation."
"Those who are above the gods, it's better not to get involved."
The Master of Changsheng Temple smiled softly, twisted a black piece in his hand, and landed on the center of the chessboard.
In an instant, a transcendent law of cause and effect appeared faintly between heaven and earth.
Like a pair of star eyes, they monitor all living beings, and the chessboard they are staring at becomes the world, binding all living beings on the chessboard.
