"Name: Qiyue Xi."
“Fitness with the Tree of Construction:…”
"Grade: Class A Superior"
"Remarks: The avatar of the leader, a divine body given by God, was implanted with Xuanyuan bloodline in the year 2231 of the Christian Calendar. It is of excellent quality and theoretically has no upper limit for its compatibility with the Jianmu Tree."
Mu Qingxue frowned slightly, her expression serious.
"Qiyue Xi?"
She murmured, temporarily ignoring the riddle-like remarks at the end. Now she only felt that the name sounded familiar.
The surname Qi is the common surname of the temple masters of the Zhongzhou Temple in the past. It is said that in ancient times, the temple master was the messenger between heaven and the world, responsible for relaying the will of heaven and reporting the sufferings of the world.
In this world, apart from the previous temple masters, there will never be another person named Qi.
"Wait, should it-couldn't it be..."
Mu Qingxue only felt that her memory was hazy, and she had forgotten the name "Qiyue Xi" for a while. But fortunately, she has not returned the Temple History yet, but has temporarily placed it in her storage space.
She called out the storage space and hurriedly flipped through the temple history.
Search for the origin of this name in pages of long and boring written records.
Finally, she found it.
"It's really..."
"She is actually the last empress!"
Mu Qingxue's beautiful eyes were full of surprise. In the history of the temple, there were several pages dedicated to the portraits of the previous temple masters.
She turned to that page, walked to the crystal coffin, stared at the face of the beautiful woman in the coffin, and compared it with the portrait in the book.
There is no need to go out of your way to compare, and there is no need to go out of your way to find differences... You can easily recognize them at first glance, they are obviously the same person.
Qi Yue Xi, the previous empress, is both a teacher and a mother to the current empress Qi Xi.
But the obvious fact is that even the previous empress is already dead.
But it is difficult to explain that the holy body of the deceased empress is preserved here intact.
The only explanation left is the last—
Maybe the Crescent Moon Cult made a very good puppet and found her body.
Qi Yuexi has the body of a god, and her corpse is undoubtedly an excellent material for refining puppets. If they succeed, it will be a disaster and a mockery of heaven and the temple.
"Could they be trying to make the Holy Body of the previous Empress into a puppet?"
"The Crescent Sect dares to do such a disobedient thing. This is a heinous crime that cannot even be repaid by the nine implicated tribes. They are tired of living!"
What is worrying and frightening is that the people of the Crescent Sect have already succeeded. Just by successfully stealing the body of the previous empress and hiding it from the public, they have already succeeded more than half.
"No, no..."
Mu Qingxue rubbed her forehead and felt her headache getting worse.
After the previous palace masters ascended to heaven, their physical bodies were always buried in the holy mausoleum. Except for the current empress and a very few other people, no outsiders would be able to enter the holy mausoleum.
"How on earth did the Crescent Sect find the body of the previous empress, unless—"
Mu Qingxue was suddenly startled, "Unless Xizuo, who is hiding in the temple, already occupies a high position, and is even His Majesty's right-hand man. Only in this way can he enter the Holy Tomb."
"Who could it be?"
For a moment, several faces flashed through her mind.
There are only a few people who can win the favor and trust of the current empress, and they can be counted on one hand.
"Holy Son Ye An, His Majesty's little maid Yue'er, Tantai Saint, who else..."
She frowned slightly and thought for a long time, but she couldn't think of any more people.
In this case, the final suspect can be finalized.
"Ye An, and Yue'er... they are the only ones who can enter and leave the Holy Tomb, and can steal the Holy Body of the new Empress without telling anyone."
"But why?"
"Could it be Ye An..."
"Or, even Her Majesty the current Empress?"
Mu Qingxue was a little confused for a moment, and she fell into deep suspicion.
She originally wanted to come down to look for her father, but she didn't expect to bump into a bigger one.
What she learned today in the underground altar of the ancient country was far beyond what Mu Qingxue could bear.
When Ye An mysteriously told her that it was related to the safety of Her Majesty the Empress, she thought that the matter might be serious, but she never thought that it could be related to the previous empress.
Unknowingly, the Crescent Sect seems to have reached the sky, and even the Zhongzhou Temple has been infiltrated without anyone noticing.
"what do I do… "
Mu Qingxue hesitated for a long time, and then she slowly took out the sound transmission stone.
Perhaps, there is some kind of crisis lurking in the darkness of Zhongzhou Temple that is not known to anyone. Even she is in a dangerous situation. After all, when the New Moon Sect was born, it had the original intention of overthrowing the Way of Heaven and the Temple, even though the person who founded this sect was the previous empress.
For a moment, she had many thoughts, but after hesitating for a long time, she finally decided to activate the sound transmission stone.
Just waiting for Ye An's response.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise behind him.
boom!
The bronze coffin named 'Mu Qingfeng' suddenly made a loud roar, and a gap spread in the coffin that had been covered in dust for a long time. Immediately, the heavy coffin lid was pushed open by an invisible force and hit the ground.
…
At that time.
Inside the Ji family that has been razed to the ground.
After taking the elixir, the maid Yue'er closed her eyes tiredly and rested for a while.
She spent a lot of energy trying to hold back Changyang, the leader of the Northern Temple.
Ran just closed his eyes and rested for a while.
In the silent world, crisp footsteps echoed.
Yue'er opened her eyes tiredly and saw Empress Qi Xi slowly walking towards her.
The silver-white hair that shines like stars under the sky, the delicate skin as white as snow, the slender jade legs with soft curves exposed in the air, and the clean white skirt are like the most dazzling and unsightly people. The stars make people feel a deep sense of surrender, even the maid Yue'er is no exception. She is not surprised that Tantai Saint is in love with the empress Qi Xi.
"Your Majesty...?"
Yue'er saw the scene in front of her clearly. Qi Xi was holding a heavy holy spear that was not suitable for his delicate body. There was a mysterious color in his bright golden eyes. He couldn't tell what it meant, but the faint smile on the corner of his mouth made him smile. People are fascinated.
"Thank you for your hard work, Yue'er."
Qi Xi said softly.
Yue'er shook her head slightly and said in a weak tone, "Your Majesty, you are serious. This is the duty of a slave. As long as your Majesty, you are safe and sound."
Qi Xi stared at her and said softly: "Thanks to the help of you and the Holy Son, I am safe and sound."
Yue'er smiled slightly and said, "That's great."
Suddenly, there was silence.
The two were silent for a moment, and the whole world seemed to become quiet at this moment.
"Your Majesty...?"
Yue'er was slightly startled and said in a confused tone, "What's wrong?"
Qi Xi shook his head gently and said calmly: "It's nothing, but I think... Yue'er, you should have a good rest."
After the words fell, she raised the holy spear.
Whoosh!
There was a sound of breaking through the sky, a beam of golden light cut through the void, and the heavy holy spear penetrated directly into Yue'er's heart.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty...!!"
Yue'er's eyes widened and she stared into Qi Xi's golden eyes.