Shen Lian has been staying in the Heshen Temple for a month, during which time Chen Jianmei left on her own and returned to the View of Killing Life.
The reason why he went to the Heshen Temple was, firstly, to use the power of the divine realm to protect Ruoxi's path, and secondly, he wanted to return a favor.
At this time, in the Heshen Temple, Ruoxi has entered the divine domain of the Empress. She is endlessly absorbing the spiritual power of the river, running the Great Dream Heart Sutra taught by the old Taoist priest, and turning the part of Tianmeng Fairy's self into a butterfly. Dream.
Therefore, the spiritual thoughts planted by Fairy Tianmeng in Taisu Tongxin Jue penetrated deeply into Ruoxi's natural aura, but because of the indistinguishability between butterfly and self in the Great Dream Heart Sutra, it became true and false.
It's just that it will be much more difficult if Xiru wants to break the illusion in the future, but it is always a gratifying thing.
If you enter meditation and practice, don’t mention it.
The empress was standing on the bank of Qingshui River with Shen Lian at this time. She was becoming more and more majestic, and they were indistinguishable from each other in the river area. Even if they entered the empress' divine domain, even Shen Lian would be at a disadvantage.
No one can ignore the power brought by the incense of all living beings in the 30,000-mile river basin.
The empress waved her broad sleeves, and there was a seal in her hand. The golden clouds on it were very clear, and surrounding the seal, it looked like a cloud dragon with clearly defined claws and claws.
She said softly: "After several years of sacrificing this man's royal seal, it has become spiritual. From then on, it suppresses the national destiny of the Wei Dynasty and protects the country for at least a thousand years. This time, I have to trouble you to return it to Xun'er. It’s like I’m making up for my debt to him.”
Shen Lian's eyes were focused on the river, and the years were like water, always flowing by unknowingly, leaving no room for regret.
He sighed softly and said: "Zhao Xun was not destined by fate. This time I changed his destiny. For him, I don't know whether it is good or bad." In order to borrow Wang Xi, Shen Lian owed Zhao Xun one Favor.
At that time, his magic skills were already extremely good, and he had already anticipated what was about to happen. However, this changed his destiny, and it was difficult to know whether he would be lucky or unlucky.
He can mostly see the fate of ordinary mortals and can change it.
At this point, he doesn't have anything to fear. There is nothing to fear from destiny, and there is nothing to fear from ancestors.
After all, seeking immortality against heaven is the greatest contempt for destiny. For monks, the way to achieve immortality is not because of some destiny, but because of their own efforts.
If you believe in fate, it is a denial of the hardships and hardships in the past.
Of course, things in the world always have their own inertia. The so-called destiny is only the biggest possibility in the future.
After this possibility is seen through, it can naturally change, but it depends on whether the power of change is enough to influence the flow of destiny on its established track.
Shen Lian naturally has the ability to influence the rise and fall of secular dynasties.
The empress said coldly: "I hope that after this incident, he can understand the principle of self-improvement, otherwise he is not worthy of being my son."
Shen Lian smiled. After all, the empress still had feelings for her and had never let go of the worldly ties.
He took the seal and said leisurely: "I'll go first."
In the Wei Dynasty, the capital city and the imperial palace.
Today, His Majesty Zhao Xun is in the Qinzheng Hall. Since he succeeded to the throne, he has been working diligently to eliminate the harshness since the empress came to the court and be tolerant of his ministers and scholars.
But even though he was so kind, he couldn't stop the struggle in the court from intensifying.
The root cause lies in the fact that his sister Princess Xingyang and the prince Zhao Xiang are in the same position.
Princess Xingyang took over all the political assets left by the empress, and was born with leadership skills. She had many courtiers who were her lackeys.
Since Zhao Xun was born, he has been accustomed to the ugliness of royal struggles and wantonly trampling on family ties.
Therefore, I couldn't bear to get rid of Princess Xingyang.
Moreover, he also felt that the mutual checks and balances between Princess Xingyang and the prince were a better situation for him.
After all, it was difficult to be the prince, and the prince Zhao Xiang was so resolute. If he was given too much power, Zhao Xun would be uneasy. If he was too young, he would be afraid of wronging his son again.
With Princess Xingyang checking and balancing the prince, he could feel more at ease and not have to be too restrictive about the prince.
In the past few years, he has also been the peacemaker between the two parties, because neither party dared to offend him, so they were quite arbitrary, and he was also a little arrogant.
Even when the prince suddenly became angry, he did not notice it in advance.
The moment the prince entered the imperial city, Zhao Xun knew that his sister, Princess Xingyang, had probably fallen into the hands of the prince. Otherwise, with Princess Xingyang around, the prince would never dare to risk the disapproval of the world and lead his soldiers directly into the imperial city.
He is indeed his good son, so wise and decisive.
Zhao Xun even thought about abdicating the throne, but he was really unwilling to do so. He did not want Zhao Xiang to force him to pass the throne. Because Zhao Xiang can force him to abdicate today, his grandson will do the same to Zhao Xiang in the future.
The suspicion between father and son will lead to many tragedies.
He picked up the jade he had been wearing for the past few years and whispered Shen Lian's name.
Yujue felt slightly hot. He didn't know whether Shen Lian could arrive in time, but now he could only take a gamble.
Besides, the prince probably doesn't know one thing yet, that is, the imperial seal was taken away by Shen Lian and has not been returned yet. When Zhao Xiang finds out about this, it can be delayed for a while.
After all, although there are imitation jade seals nowadays, they only imitate the carvings of the seal. It is absolutely impossible to use a fake jade seal to get through the enthronement ceremony.
The imperial troops outside the Qinzheng Hall could not resist for long, and soon the prince entered the Qinzheng Hall with a sword in hand.
Zhao Xun stared deeply at the prince, smiled slightly and said: "Is Xiang'er coming to take my life?"
Zhao Xiangying twitched his eyebrows in anger and said respectfully: "My son came here for the Qing Emperor. Princess Xingyang conspired to rebel. I had already killed all the rebels. I was afraid that the rebels would alert His Majesty, so I hurriedly brought people to protect me."
Zhao Xun sighed: "When did you become so wealthy?"
Zhao Xiang said: "I don't dare."
"Sooner or later the country will be in your hands, why are you in a hurry." Zhao Xiang stared at the prince Zhao Xiang with a cold light in his eyes.
The prince showed no fear and did not dodge his eyes. He said: "Your Majesty has worked hard for the state affairs and has reduced his income a lot. I really can't bear your Majesty's hard work, so I am willing to share your worries. Please rest assured, your Majesty, and live in peace and contentment."
Zhao Xun sighed: "You have made all the arrangements, but this country is yours if I give it to you. If I don't give it to you, you can't think about it. Do you understand?"
Zhao Xiang said loudly: "I don't understand."
He suddenly looked directly at his father, his eyes looked very much like the empress's back then, but it was just a resemblance.
Someone said leisurely: "Your Highness, you'd better understand this."
There was a long series of sounds of weapons falling to the ground, very rhythmic.
A handsome young man with a feather-clad star crown stepped into the Qinzheng Hall when his weapons were exhausted. There are tens of thousands of forbidden troops outside, but none of them can move.
Zhao Xiang said: "Sir, you arrived just in time."
The young man smiled and said: "It's not that I was in time, it's just that I was here long ago."
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p.s. Thank you for such a meaningless reward.