This New Year is the best year Lin Jiufeng has ever had.
The presence of the little white cat and Princess Yulin made Lin Jiufeng feel like a long-lost home.
This feels good.
Chatting with Princess Yulin and talking about Emperor Yuan.
Lin Jiufeng missed Emperor Yuan very much.
Really want to.
After coming to this world, the first person Lin Jiufeng recognized from the bottom of his heart was Emperor Yuan.
Lin Jiufeng has always felt guilty about the death of Emperor Yuan, and he has always wanted to resurrect Emperor Yuan.
The technique to resurrect Yuan Emperor has been learned, but now Lin Jiufeng still cannot use it.
At the New Year's Eve banquet, when the wine reached its limit, Princess Yulin and the little white cat hugged each other and drank to no avail.
Tianxian Zui lives up to its name. The little white cat and Princess Yulin are both powerful, but they are still drunk.
Only Lin Jiufeng was just tipsy.
After settling Princess Yulin and the little white cat, Lin Jiufeng left the cold palace.
On New Year's Eve, the people and children on the streets were playing happily, with happy smiles on their faces.
There are old people supporting each other, from black hair to white hair, still loving each other.
There are newlyweds who are so sweet and look at each other all the time.
There are young people with childhood sweethearts playing around and laughing.
Lin Jiufeng stood in front of Leng Gong's door, watching silently.
This world of smoke and fire has a unique flavor.
The entire imperial capital was lit up, except for the cold palace area, which was dark and deserted.
Fortunately, there was a Wanjia lamp above Lin Jiufeng's head, which was swaying slightly, emitting a weak light and lengthening Lin Jiufeng's shadow.
Lin Jiufeng looked at it for a while and left Leng Gong.
He went to the royal tomb.
It's very quiet here, and the guards guarding the royal tombs have also rested tonight.
The tombs of Emperor Yuan and Emperor Ming are together.
Lin Jiufeng came over with the last altar of immortal drunkenness, cleaned the tombs of Emperor Yuan and Emperor Ming, then sat down, poured the wine silently, sprinkled it on the ground, and then looked at the two tombs quietly.
a long time!
Lin Jiufeng then said: "Now the Yuhua Dynasty is developing very well. Emperor De is very thoughtful and capable. He has made the Yuhua Dynasty prosperous and the people have no worries about food and clothing. They have truly provided for the elderly and the young. You can rest assured.”
The evening breeze blew over and picked up Lin Jiufeng's hair. It was not cold, but gentle, as if Emperor Yuan was telling Lin Jiufeng something.
"I'm fine too." Lin Jiufeng said.
"The first person in the world to reach the realm of fake immortality is me."
"I'm very powerful, but I'm still not strong enough to resurrect you. The stronger I am and the more I understand, the more I realize how difficult it is to cross the boundary between heaven and man and break the cycle of life and death."
"It will probably take some time to resurrect you. When I get through the ninth level of thunder tribulation, it will probably be almost there by then." Lin Jiufeng said calmly.
It had been almost a hundred years since Emperor Yuan died, and Lin Jiufeng had been unable to shed tears for a long time. He could only talk to old friends to relieve some of his longing.
During the time he came back, he never came to see him because he felt that he could not resurrect Emperor Yuan, and visiting him would only add to his sadness.
Tonight, I came here because of overflowing thoughts.
Lin Jiufeng rambled on about what happened during this period to Emperor Yuan. After finishing talking, he realized that it was already dawn.
Lin Jiufeng patted his butt, stood up and left, without saying goodbye, just waving his hand.
When Lin Jiufeng returned to the cold palace, Princess Yulin and the little white cat woke up.
One person and one cat looked very decadent and hungover, which made Lin Jiufeng shake his head.
"You can't drink so much. Let's have a good rest today and practice sword practice tomorrow." Lin Jiufeng clicked his tongue and shook his head.
Princess Yulin lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I don't know what's so good about wine. I want to quit drinking."
The little white cat nodded in agreement.
Lin Jiufeng said with emotion: "When a hungover person wakes up, his first thought is to quit drinking. That's true."
Princess Yulin vowed: "I will never drink it again. If I drink it again, I will be a puppy."
"I'm waiting for you to call me." Lin Jiufeng said calmly, turned around and went out, not looking at the two drunkards.
The New Year is a festive day for the Yuhua Dynasty.
The whole world is intoxicated. Walking in the streets, relatives gathering, drinking glasses and changing glasses, it is very lively.
Lin Jiufeng's cold palace was also quite lively.
After Princess Yulin's hangover ended, she began to practice sword seriously.
A few days later, Emperor De came and said that at the end of the year, he would also get together with the great grandfather Lin Jiufeng.
Then, he took out several jars of Tianxian Zui.
"Didn't I take them all?" Princess Yulin said in surprise.
"Cunning Rabbit Three Caves, can I let you know all the places where the wine is hidden?" Emperor De smiled proudly.
Princess Yulin curled her lips, meaning nothing at all.
"Come, let's drink together, the three of us, grandfather and grandson, plus the little white cat." Emperor De raised his glass.
Princess Yulin also raised her wine glass.
But Lin Jiufeng stopped her, looked at her with a smile, and said, "If you want to drink, just bark like a puppy."
Princess Yulin said decisively: "Woof!"
Lin Jiufeng and De Di burst out laughing.
The little white cat breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it didn't say that. Otherwise, it would be unethical for a cat to bark like a dog.
The whole country here is celebrating the Spring Festival, but over at Burial Mountain, many people have quietly revived.
These people are the backbone of Taichu Divine Dynasty, descendants of the royal family.
In this Spring Festival, a day when the whole country is celebrating, they are meeting seriously inside Burial Mountain.
The person who held this meeting was none other than the Eighth Prince of the Taichu Dynasty.
He is also the elder brother of the Ninth Prince.
He was born to the same mother as the Ninth Prince, and their appearance was not much different. They both had hooked noses and deep eye sockets. When they stared at people, they looked like hawks, with a strong sense of oppression.
"It's been a month since I recovered. I've been keeping a low profile this month. What news have I found?" the Eighth Prince asked with a cold voice.
Under him, there are more than 20 members of the royal family with a king's fighting power or above.
"Eighth Prince, the information from our investigation has been gathered together and we have discovered how the Ninth Prince died." One of the more than twenty people stood up and gave a unified report.
The Eighth Prince's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly: "Speak!"
"I want to see who killed my brother. In this early stage of spiritual recovery, there is such a powerful person?" the Eighth Prince said coldly.
"As early as two months ago, the Ninth Prince was investigating the senior officials of the Yuhua Dynasty. When the time was right, he went to the palace of the Yuhua Dynasty. That night, there was a big battle in the palace of the Yuhua Dynasty. Everyone in the imperial capital was shocked. I noticed it," the person reporting it said.
"You mean, it was the Yuhua Dynasty that killed the Ninth Prince?" the Eighth Prince asked.
"Yes, it is certain that he is from the Yuhua Divine Dynasty." The person who reported it said firmly.
Bang!
The Eighth Prince slapped the table angrily, and the stone table immediately turned into powder.
"Damn the Yuhua Dynasty!" The Eighth Prince cursed through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Why does a so-called divine dynasty that was established only a few hundred years ago and was established in the early stage of spiritual energy recovery have the power to kill the Guixu realm?" After the eighth prince became angry, he calmed down and asked.
"We have also investigated this. The Yuhua Shen Dynasty has war machines and has also recruited a large number of resurrected masters." The person who reported the report said.
"War machine?" The Eighth Prince frowned: "Is it the invincible puppet of Da Luo Dao?"
"Yes, that's the one, but the current war machine appeared too early and does not have such strong combat power at all. It is in the Lingtai realm and cannot kill the Ninth Prince in the Guixu realm." The person reporting the report said solemnly.
The Eighth Prince stared: "Who killed that?"
"I don't know, but judging from various documents, it is speculated that it is the most mysterious trump card of the Yuhua Dynasty, which is the ancestor of Emperor De!" said the person who reported it.
"Who is this person? Please tell me carefully." The Eighth Prince became serious. Although he hated the Yuhua Dynasty and wished he could tear the emperor of Yuhua Dynasty into pieces, he was also a rigorous hunter who knew how to observe well. The situation takes action again.
"We have investigated the experiences of the Feathered God Dynasty over the years. After the recovery of spiritual energy began, every time there were various troubles that the Feathered God Dynasty could not solve, there would be a person behind the scenes who would take action to solve the trouble with destructive means. To ensure the stable development of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, the Yuhua Divine Dynasty is now suppressing the world," the person who reported the report said rigorously.
"Are you saying that if you want to destroy the Yuhua Dynasty, you must destroy the people behind this?" the Eighth Prince asked.
"Yes, this is necessary. Every time the man behind the scenes makes a move, he brings surprises. From being weak at the beginning to becoming strong later, we suspect that he is not the one who can revive." The person who reported the report said cautiously.
"What?" The Eighth Prince stood up in shock.
"Not the person who revived?" The Eighth Prince frowned: "What you mean is that the person behind the scenes is a person of this era. He uses the spiritual energy to revive and continues to become stronger. Now, he can kill the Ninth Prince. Such a state of return to ruins?”
"Although we think this is incredible, there is no other explanation." The person who reported it nodded.
"absurd!!!"
The Eighth Prince angrily rebuked and was very angry.
"Do you know how many years it takes for a person to reach the Guixu realm fastest from the time of Qi training?"
"Eight hundred years!"
"For eight hundred years, this was a record set in the last era, when spiritual energy was at its peak!"
"How long has it been since the spiritual energy was revived in this era?"
"Less than a hundred years!"
"You are telling me now that in this early stage of the recovery of spiritual energy, when spiritual energy is generally barren, there is a person of this era who completed the practice from practicing qi to returning to the realm of ruins in less than a hundred years? "
"No, he has not only reached the Guixu realm, he can already kill the Guixu realm. Are you kidding me?"
"How dare you say such a ridiculous thing?"
The Eighth Prince yelled angrily one after another, not believing that anyone would be so quick.
The person who reported the report was so reprimanded that he lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
"Eighth Prince, even if we are wrong, this person definitely exists." The reporter said hurriedly, no longer insisting on his opinion.
"Find him for me and I will kill him with my own hands." The Eighth Prince said coldly.
"The Eighth Prince, he has already killed the Ninth Prince. He is very powerful." The person who reported it said worriedly.
"Don't be afraid. I have the Tai'a Sword, a fake immortal weapon. With my cultivation, I hold the Tai'a Sword. Even if he is a fake immortal, I am not afraid of him. No matter how powerful this person is, can he still break through the fake immortal?" The Eighth Prince said coldly. Smile and reveal your trump card.
The pseudo-immortal weapon, Tai'a Sword, is a very powerful existence.
"Since you have such a powerful magic weapon, then follow the example of the Nine Princes and enter the palace of the Yuhua Dynasty. Gods will kill gods and Buddhas will kill Buddhas, thus reforming the world." The person who reported the report said excitedly.
"What the Ninth Prince failed to do, you, the elder brother, can do it for him."
"We will forcefully subvert the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, and then recreate the world on the territory of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, restore the Taichu Divine Dynasty, and announce our strong return." The person who reported the report continued.
The Eighth Prince thought carefully about this solution.
Finally, he slapped the table and said seriously: "I will go to the palace of the Yuhua Dynasty tomorrow to overthrow the Yuhua Dynasty and change the world!"
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