time flies.
In the blink of an eye, five years have passed since Zhu Guo was born in the ruins of Daqian and the Tianjiao war began.
The impact of this battle has not subsided due to the passage of time, but is constantly expanding!
War breaks out in the Northern Territory!
The major vassal states are constantly fighting and colliding, conquering cities and territories, and within a year, several dynasties will change!
Under such frequent wars, countless people were killed, displaced, and their families were destroyed.
However, the three great dynasties of Great Shang, Great You, and Great Xia were eyeing the outside world, ready to make a move, and the Great Zhou Dynasty had no time to take care of them.
In addition, Ji Yaoxue has just ascended to the position of emperor, and she is still a woman, the first person in ancient and modern times. The government and the public are in chaos, countless ghosts, ghosts and snakes have emerged, and the chaos of the Great Zhou Dynasty has begun to appear!
Fortunately, the Great Zhou Dynasty had been established for thousands of years, and its foundation was solid and profound, and it was still able to control the situation.
But some knowledgeable people in both the government and the public can see that if this trend continues, within a hundred years, the Zhou Dynasty will encounter a disaster!
If you are not careful, your ten thousand year foundation may be destroyed in one day!
If something unexpected happens, this disaster will be brought forward and may happen at any time!
Dazhou is already experiencing internal and external troubles!
This is a huge test for Ji Yaoxue, the current Emperor Zhou.
No matter how turbulent the Northern Territory is, there is a secret place deep in the ruins of Daqian that is isolated from the world and far away from the hustle and bustle.
Buried Dragon Valley bottom.
For five years.
Two young monks and one old monk chant sutras and worship Buddha in this humble ancient temple every day, with a little fox guarding them, making it peaceful and peaceful.
Only in the backyard of the main hall, the sound of chains could occasionally be heard.
In the early morning of this day, a monk with fine features and fine features walked out of the Sutra Pavilion, straightened his clothes, opened the door of the ancient temple, and walked outside.
For five years.
This is the case every year on this day.
The young novice monk in the ancient temple was no longer surprised. He just raised his head and then looked back, continuing to meditate on the scriptures.
The backyard of the main hall.
The old monk had just paid homage to an old friend. He glanced around and saw the big man lying next to him in the cemetery, lazily basking in the morning sun. He suddenly said:
"Red-haired ghost, this son's inner elixir has been restored. There is no need to come here in the future. You should focus on chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha, and find a way to restore the golden elixir as soon as possible."
"ah?"
When the big man heard this, he jumped up and ignored the old monk calling him a red-haired ghost. He said loudly: "This is not okay! I don't take up his time during the day. During the day, he can study your Buddhism at will. , he has to come to my place to practice at night!"
"Besides, five years have passed and he has been meditating on the scriptures all day long, but there is no movement in his Dantian. It may not be effective in another fifty years! I would say that learning your Buddhist things is a waste of time!"
The old monk had no expression on his face and asked: "Drinking your blood will not waste time?"
"Of course!"
The big man said proudly: "After drinking my blood for five years, not to mention the recovery of the inner elixir, this kid's physical body is much more terrifying now than five years ago! The Jin elixir master outside is free to beat!"
The old monk sneered slightly.
The big man muttered: "I don't care anyway, he has to come to my place to practice at night. Whether his golden elixir can be restored is unknown at all. Even you can't do anything about it. You can't spend all his time on it."
The old monk frowned, stared at the big man thoughtfully, and asked: "You are so interested, do you have other purposes?"
"What purpose can I have?"
The big man slapped his chest loudly, and said loudly and righteously: "That woman was kind to me back then, how can I be the kind of person who knows how to repay the kindness but doesn't repay it!"
After a pause, the big man rolled his eyes, as if he had thought of something. He looked strange, touched his chin and said: "However, there is something about this boy that is beyond my expectation. His inner elixir has recovered. Starting tonight, I’ll pass him something else, hey!”
"What?"
asked the old monk.
The big man chuckled and said, "Little tricks can't be put on the stage."
The old monk smiled slightly, turned and left.
He knew the big man too well.
The more the big man says this, the more complicated this 'little trick' becomes.
…
Under the Dragon Burial Valley.
A young monk stood there, wearing a gray monk's robe, with beautiful features and beautiful eyes. His palms gently touched the cold stone wall, his ears twitching, as if he was listening to something.
"Zimo, I'm here again."
"Alas, Mr. Su's health has not been good these years, and his hair has turned gray. On the one hand, it is because of your death, and on the other hand, it is also because of the people of Yan State."
"I learned a lot from my husband. He is a truly wise man. It's a pity..."
The woman recounted what had happened over the past year, one by one, in a leisurely manner, as if she were chatting with someone.
The young monk listened quietly.
The young monk would show concern when he heard that Mr. Su's health was deteriorating.
When hearing interesting things, the young monk will also smile slightly.
One is at the top of the valley and one is at the bottom.
Although the two cannot see each other, they seem to be connected by an invisible thread, sharing the same sorrows and joys.
Before I knew it, it was already noon.
Sudden!
Above the Dragon Burial Valley, there was a burst of proud laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
A man's voice came: "He is indeed the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, what a coincidence! I am Si Junyu of the Great Xia Dynasty, and I have been a close friend of Taoist friend Yaoxue for a long time!"
"Oh, by the way. Jun Hao, who died in the hands of fellow Taoists in the ancient battlefield, was my biological brother."
Si Junyu laughed and said: "I have to thank my fellow Taoist, otherwise, as long as my brother is here, I will never be able to succeed!"
"The emperor leaves first!"
Another man's voice sounded, steady and powerful.
The young monk frowned slightly. The voice sounded familiar. It seemed to be the former bodyguard of the Emperor of Zhou, True Lord Mingze.
The young monk felt a little relieved.
With Nascent Soul Lord protecting the woman, nothing should go wrong.
"Hmph! Want to leave?"
Si Junyu sneered: "Today, even if you have wings, you still can't escape!"
"Mr. Mingze, you are well."
"Mingze, today is the day you die!"
Immediately afterwards, two other voices sounded, murderous!
Although he has not seen it with his own eyes, the young monk has vaguely guessed that Si Junyu came here well prepared, and even invited two Nascent Soul Lords to deal with Lord Mingze!
as expected.
Si Junyu said coldly: "Fellow Taoist Yaoxue, you are indeed very cautious, for fear of attracting too much attention, you only have one person with you, but..."
"Don't forget, this is the ruins of Daqian, where fish and dragons are mixed together. It does not belong to your territory of Dazhou. It is simply impossible for you to completely avoid people's eyes and ears!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Si Junyu laughed and said: "It's really interesting. The majestic Emperor Zhou actually takes great risks and comes here every year on this day. It seems that the evildoer who died five years ago is not the same as yours." Is the relationship really unusual?"
"I heard that the evil brother has disappeared. Isn't he hidden by you? Hahahaha!"
"What do you want?" the woman said, interrupting Si Junyu's laughter.
Si Junyu put away his smile and said in a cold voice: "Of course I will use your head to achieve my position as emperor!"
Buried Dragon Valley bottom.
The young monk's eyes were cold.