Chapter 467 The Reincarnation of Fate (5k)
In the capital city, deep inside the Tianshi Mansion.
The green branches of the big banyan tree swayed gently in the wind. Zhang Yan held the jade slips of the Book of Heaven in one hand and performed the interpretation again and again.
It is difficult for "Heaven" to accurately peek into the future, but it is different if it is the "past" that has already happened.
When the latest divination image was reflected in the old Heavenly Master's eyes, all the priests in the Heavenly Master's Mansion heard a cry.
"What happened?"
"What is that sound? It's from the direction of the palace."
A famous priest walked out of his respective building and looked at the palace in surprise.
I saw an illusory dragon shadow hovering in the sky above the imperial palace, to be precise, in the direction of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and then slowly disappeared.
"The dragon spirit of Yu State is declining, the national movement is in turmoil, and she failed to enshrine Zen." Zhang Yan sighed with a complicated expression.
The big banyan tree swayed, and a voice like the wind echoed: "Something happened to Xu Zhenguan?"
"Not dead yet, but at least seriously injured."
The old Heavenly Master frowned and looked in the direction of Shenlong Temple in confusion. He was very sure that Xuan Yin had not left recently.
Could it be Wu Xiankui? Is he so powerful? Or some hidden existence outside the Yu Kingdom?
Zhang Yanyi realized that there was something fishy in it, but the battle of "Fengchan" involved three heavenly beings, and it was difficult for him to know who was involved just based on the hexagrams.
Zhang Yanyi suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it. The pieces of letter paper floated in the air, and the handwriting emerged on its own.
He was writing a letter quickly, and the recipients were six disciples, including the Little Heavenly Master, who were traveling outside the capital.
There is only one command on each letter:
"Find Zhao Duan and bring him back."
The Heavenly Master has realized that the empress "falls", the eight kings will rebel, and the safety of Zhao Du is in danger. He does not participate in the internal fighting in the royal family of Yu State, and only saves Zhao Duan, which is not considered a breach of contract.
From the canopy of the big banyan tree, six white birds suddenly flew out. Each of them grabbed a letter with their red claws, fluttered their wings and flew nine days away, and soon turned into cranes.
"Send the order," the old Heavenly Master looked at the priest who knocked on the door and walked into the small courtyard, "the Heavenly Master's Mansion will be closed from now on."
Not participating in the struggle for imperial power is the foundation of the Taoist clan.
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Just when Xu Zhenguan was attacked and fell into the sea of clouds, Feng Chan failed.
The "eight kings" who scattered the nine and eighteen palaces of the Yu Kingdom all learned the outcome of the Battle of Luoshan through the induction of dragon energy by the royal blood.
Huai River Road, Huai'an Prefecture.
King Huai'an, a man of great stature and richest man in the world, was known as the "Father of the Wall" with an extremely ugly look on his face. He turned to look at his son and daughter.
"Father, what's going on..." the elegant princess Xu Junling asked softly.
King Huai'an shook his head and said: "I'm afraid, the assassination attempt on His Majesty has been successful."
As one of the eight kings, the "traitor" who secretly helped the court during the opening of the market in Huating, King Huai'an did not participate in this killing.
But with his intelligence capabilities, it was not difficult to know that the other princes were plotting and making arrangements.
The royal sister is dead? Or seriously injured? No, this is not the key. The key is that the world will be in chaos... Xu Junling looked pale:
"Father, what should we do?"
The King of Huai'an was extremely calm and said:
"Order to shrink our forces. We have no soldiers and will not participate in this chaotic war. Anyone who wants to borrow the Huai River should not block it. We will wait for the development of the situation."
At the beginning of the army, the "seven kings" had a common goal, which was to capture the imperial court and advance to Beijing to ascend the throne.
At this time, no one will take action against the King of Huai'an, so they are safe for the time being. When the world is settled, it will be the time of "liquidation".
"Father, sister, what are you talking about, why can't I understand you?"
The crown prince Xu Qian looked confused, with clarity and stupidity in his eyes.
The king of Huai'an and the princess ignored him.
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Tieguan Road.
King Yanshan stood on the northern section of the city wall with his hands behind his hands. Even though it was summer, it was still not too warm here.
Tieguan was not considered wealthy, and the Prince of Yanshan's palace did not have many troops, but the most valuable thing was their finesse.
"Go down with the order and prepare to go south." King Yanshan said calmly.
The staff behind him hesitated and said:
"Your Majesty, although we are close to the capital, if we want to go south, we can't avoid Jubei City. Now, the northern frontier troops are all under the control of Narok Enemy. I'm afraid..."
Luo Kedi... King Yanshan's eyes were filled with gloom and anger. If Cao Guogong hadn't been captured at the end of last year, how could he be so passive now?
"Go south. Defeat the enemy? Oh, let's see if he is still loyal when he learns that his master is gone."
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Qingzhou.
In a wealthy mansion, King Heng's laughter attracted the attention of everyone in the mansion.
When the crown prince Xu Zudi hurried to the back house, he couldn't help but said:
"Why is my father laughing?"
The fair-faced King Heng couldn’t help but be happy and walked in a hurry:
"Fengchan was defeated. Your imperial sister was afraid that something was wrong, so she quickly ordered an army to raise troops. King Yanshan was blocked by Jubeicheng, King Hejian was restrained by Tang Da people, King Mu and King Jing had a long way to go, and King Chen and King Lingnan had no ambitions... …
After all calculations, we, the Qingzhou soldiers, are the closest to the capital and have a smooth road. We may be the first to enter the capital with ‘King Qin’! As long as you ascend the throne first, you will be the prince in the future! ”
ah? Am I going to be a prince?
Xu Zudi's heart felt hot, and he walked out excitedly. After running a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and said:
"Father, the imperial court is in great danger now, and the widow Xiao used to act against the will..."
"Humph, I don't understand the general situation. The most important thing now is to enter the capital!" King Heng was very dissatisfied. "Then the Xiao family is still valuable for the time being. If they can gain control of the country, then they can be exterminated."
Xu Zudi patted his forehead and nodded in agreement, his eyes filled with resentment:
"Xiao Dong'er, this bitch, together with the man named Zhao, played tricks on my son. When the dust settles, we will deal with them one by one."
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Xiping Road.
The King of Hejian summoned his retainers for an emergency meeting to formulate a strategy to advance eastward.
But when everyone looked at the border troops led by Tang Guogong, they all felt heavy in their hearts.
In recent years, due to Tang Guogong's presence, the Hejian Palace has been severely suppressed, and his subordinates have gathered many powerful forces. However, once they advance eastward, Tang Guogong's cavalry will soon catch up.
"Humph, I still don't believe it. Is he so loyal?"
King Hejian waved his hand with firm eyes:
"Go and send a message, I want to talk to Duke Tang Guo!"
He knew that he wanted to seize power, but if he could not get the support of Tang Guogong, his chances would be slim.
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Marina Road.
On a large river, several large boats were maneuvering.
The slender King Chen stood silently in front of the deck, looking at the "dragon energy" slowly seeping into the flesh and blood in his palm, and sighed.
"Husband, why are you sighing?" The princess walked out of the cabin and asked with concern.
King Chen frowned:
"I have never wanted to compete in the world, and I have only fought against the imperial court to protect myself. Now that Prince Jing and others have succeeded, I, Binhai Dao, have also boarded a pirate ship. What should I do?"
The wise princess thought for a while and said:
"Our coastal navy is only good at water warfare. If we want to compete in the world, we have to walk and ride. Therefore, if we stick to the coastal road, it will be difficult for foreign enemies to invade. If we attack, we will definitely be defeated.
For the current plan, we can only hold on to this corner and wait until the dust settles before negotiating to find a stable life. ”
King Chen took the princess's hand, nodded in agreement, and said to the retainer behind him:
"Send the order to block the Binhai Road waterway from now on. Prince Jing and Prince Mu are going to the capital, so tell them to go, as long as they don't infringe our Binhai."
"Yes!"
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The most remote and barren Lingnan Road, the only special products are lychees and "issued" prisoners.
The King of Lingnan, who was as dark and thin as an old farmer, was standing in a lychee garden, mindlessly directing a group of servants to pick lychees.
Suddenly, he froze, pushed the straw hat on his head with his hand, and looked towards the south.
"My lord, what are you looking at?" An officer held up a large bowl of tea under the bright sun.
The King of Lingnan finally came to his senses and muttered:
"The world is about to be in chaos. But what does it have to do with me? Anyway, I can't defeat anyone. No one who becomes emperor can bother to rob this ruined place. Fight, fight. It will save you from having to pay tribute to lychees this year."
He muttered for a while, took a few sips of the big bowl of tea, lay down in the shade of the tree and continued to sleep.
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And just when the world was in chaos and the kings raised their armies.
To the west of Luoshan Mountain, hundreds of miles away, there is a remote bamboo forest.
A group of crows were circling on the ground grabbing food. Suddenly they flapped their wings and flew up in fear, making a "quacking" sound.
The air twisted, and two figures appeared out of thin air, falling heavily into the forest covered with rotting leaves.
"Hmph."
Zhao Duan groaned, and before falling down, he subconsciously held the empress in his arms to his chest and landed on his back.
By bad luck, he fell on a rock, grinning slightly in pain.
Without time to complain, Zhao Duan rolled over and climbed up, nervously calling to the woman in his arms:
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty? Wake up!"
But no matter how he shouted, the unconscious empress showed no response.
In Zhao Duan's eyes, Xu Zhenguan was quite miserable at this moment. The dragon robe on his body was stained red by large amounts of blood, the crown on his head was lost when he fell off the cliff, and his black hair was messy.
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His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were tightly closed, his teeth were clenched, and his breath was extremely weak.
There were also waves of light cyan "qi" flowing on her face, making her peerless face seem to be covered with a layer of deathly energy.
She still held Tai'a Sword tightly in her hand, even though she was unconscious, she still didn't let go.
"Your Majesty!?"
Zhao Duan looked ugly. He quickly touched the artery on the empress' neck with his hand, then forcefully opened his eyelids and looked at her pupils.
When he sensed that although the Empress seemed to be full of energy, her inner pulse was still strong, he breathed a sigh of relief and his expression changed:
"Fortunately...it seems that although the injury is serious, it is far from life-threatening...Yes, Zhenbao has the power of heaven and man after all. Even if he is one against two, he will not die in battle..."
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"I don't know where I am now. This teleportation gem is completely random, and I'm not familiar with the terrain here... I can't tell at all!"
"But Luoshan cannot be seen from here... It means that the distance to escape is still enough, but I don't know whether the enemies such as the 'Dharma God' can catch up..."
Zhao Duan's thoughts flickered, he took a deep breath and forced himself to think calmly.
The top priority was to save the empress, rather than continue to run away aimlessly. If he chose the wrong direction, he would be seeking death.
As for the chain reaction caused by the failure of Feng Chan and the disappearance of the empress... he could only force himself not to think about it for the time being.
Zhao Duan carefully picked up the unconscious female emperor with both hands, stood in the bamboo forest and looked around, and vaguely glimpsed a house in the distance.
He immediately hugged the empress and ran forward in large strides.
After a while, the scene in front of him gradually became clearer. Zhao Duan suddenly stopped and froze, with a sense of absurd fate appearing on his face.
I saw an earthly temple standing in the bamboo forest that had been abandoned for who knows how long. The temple was almost the same, not to mention that it was leaking from all directions.
Of course this is not the southern suburbs of the capital, and what is in front of him is not the Earth Temple that he first saw after traveling to this world.
Just a coincidence.
But after the big change, when I saw the temple in the bamboo forest again, why didn't I feel a sense of fate in my heart?
A year ago, he appeared outside the temple in the bamboo forest on the outskirts of Beijing and found that his life and death were hanging by a thread, and he was surrounded by enemies.
A year later, he appeared again outside the Bamboo Forest Temple. His life and death were once again threatened, and everyone in the world was his enemy.
Shaking his head, Zhao Duan stopped thinking about it, kicked open the door and entered the Earth Temple.
The temple is not big and has a clear view. Perhaps because hunters who come into the mountains occasionally stay overnight, it is not that dirty inside.
In the temple, there was a tattered statue of a god hanging with cobwebs, half of its body and its head collapsed.
However, the stone platform in front of which the tributes were placed was still intact. Zhao Duan blew away the dust and placed the empress on the stone platform.
Immediately, he took out a lot of bottles and jars from the Taixu scroll, all of which were the various elixirs he had carried with him before his trip.
Mainly used to heal injuries, restore Qi, mana, and detoxify.
At this moment, he ignored everything and poured out the elixirs that he found useful. He opened the empress's red lips and stuffed them in one after another.
"Your Majesty? Take your medicine."
Seeing that she couldn't swallow it, Zhao Duan took out the water bag from his body, lifted her up slightly, patted her back gently, and used Qi to help her swallow the pill.
After doing this, Zhao Duan noticed that there was blood dripping down the edge of the stone platform.
His expression changed, and he realized that Zhenbao's injuries were mainly on his back.
Zhao Duan climbed onto the stone platform and carefully turned the unconscious empress over, letting her lie on the stone platform. Then his eyelids twitched wildly and he found that the entire back of the dragon robe was soaked in blood.
"Your Majesty, I have been offended!"
When the matter was urgent, Zhao Duan whispered, then pierced the collar of the empress's robe with his fingers, and gently peeled off the blood-stained robe bit by bit.
Under the dragon robe, there was a pair of slightly deformed golden soft armor woven from gold threads.
"Armor?"
Zhao Duan was not surprised. Zhen Bao Feng Chan wears a self-defense weapon as a matter of course, and this golden armor must be extremely good.
But at this moment, a handprint was clearly imprinted on the golden armor, almost dented in, and the golden thread was stained red by the blood that seeped out.
Zhao Duan carefully took off the golden armor and put it aside, leaving only the white inner garment.
When he gently peeled off the last layer of clothing from Xu Zhenguan's body bit by bit with his hands, like peeling an onion, the white jade body of the empress of Yu Kingdom came into view of the man unpreparedly for the first time.
Under her slender goose neck, her delicate and white skin was like a lamb's, emitting a gleaming light.
The muscles are rich but the bones are weak, and the skin is as good as snow. A little too much is too much, and a little too thin is too thin. The black hair hangs down messily, lining the beauty's jade back, almost dazzling.
However, Zhao Duan was not in the mood to appreciate it at this moment. When he took off his inner clothes, a bloody palm print was faintly visible on the empress's back.
What kind of vicious slap was that?
The skin and flesh were almost cracked, and the perfect snow skin seemed to be crushed to pieces, the flesh and blood were blurred, dripping with blood, and almost adhered to the clothes.
"Dharma God! Xuan Yin!"
Zhao Duan stared at the palm print, relying on the 'green lotus' in the sea of consciousness, he could vaguely detect the breath of Buddhism that was still lingering on the wound.
A rage burned in his heart, burning his reason.
Zhao Duan took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to calmness, but the coldness between his eyebrows had solidified as if they were real.
Without hesitation, he flipped his wrist, took out the Black Turtle Seal and threw it into the air.
The Black Turtle Seal slowly rotated, and clear water spurted down, washing away the blood on the Empress Jade's back. Zhao Duan turned his hand and took out the Golden Crow Flying Knife.
After pondering for a while, he took out another candle, lit it, fixed it on the stone platform with wax oil, and carefully burned the Golden Crow Flying Knife with the flame. Then he carefully used the hot blade to deal with the black and green knife, which was full of dirt. Bloody wounds.
"If you are half a step into the realm of celestial beings, you should be able to withstand Po Fangfeng...but there is no need to take risks."
It was very quiet in the Earth Temple, with only the sound of wind and the crows of crows in the bamboo forest.
After a long time, Zhao Duan finally finished treating the wound, then kneaded the elixir in his palms and slowly pressed it on the empress's wound.
"Well..."
Even though he was in a coma, Xu Zhenguan seemed to feel the pain, and he groaned instinctively, his beautiful eyebrows slightly frowning.
On the back, thin, almost invisible body hair also stood up, as if resisting the strange man's touch against its owner.
"Your Majesty, I have been offended."
Zhao Duan whispered, covering the wound with his big hand and slowly rubbing the medicine in.
He just pretended not to hear the empress' moans of pain.
Wait until the application is completed.
He hesitated, took off his coat, and used a flying knife to cut a piece of the brand-new pajamas he wore today for the purpose of Feng Chan, cut it into strips, and made a simple bandage. In the process, he tried his best to avoid any unnecessary discomfort. The location to look at.
After finishing all this, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief and took out his spare set of gowns from the limited space of Taixu Scroll.
Putting it on the comatose empress - the blood-stained dragon robe is not the key, the problem is that it is too eye-catching.
When the empress put on his clothes, she changed from a majestic emperor to a weak woman.
"Well, the clothes are a bit too big. Let's put them on."
Zhao Duan looked down at Zhenbao, who looked a bit smaller because of his change of clothes, twitched the corner of his mouth and explained:
"The space in this scroll is limited, and there are no women's clothes."
"Well..." The unconscious empress frowned slightly, and she didn't know if she heard it.
When Zhao Duan said these words, he did not expect her to hear them at all. He laid the unconscious empress on her back on the stone platform and put the blood-stained dragon robe into the space.
As for the Tai'a Sword, just hold it in his hand for self-defense.
This magical weapon that no outsider could hold was extremely peaceful in Zhao Duan's hands, trembling slightly with a hint of intimacy.
"Oh, now you are no longer the magic soldier of the country, and there are only three of us left here." Zhao Duan stroked the hilt of his sword, enjoying himself in pain.
He took a deep breath, cheered up and walked out of the Earth Temple, looking up at the sky.
It was noon, it was still afternoon, but there was a gloomy dark cloud slowly drifting in the distance in the sky, covering the sky and the sun.
"It's going to rain..."
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