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Qin Huaizhang said this as he slowly approached Ren Xuan, as if he was stepping on the boundary of destiny.

The golden light of dusk ripples slightly, reflecting the lines of his clothes, as if he is walking between the past and the present.

"Ren Xuan—you must stop him."

Ren Xuan felt a lump in his throat: "...What should I do?"

Qin Huaizhang said quietly, "You should do what he did. But the dragon veins here are disrupted. There are three dragon veins in Dagan. You need to find the other two."

Ren Xuan's eyes glared, "Your Highness, do you know where those two places are?"

Qin Huaizhang slowly shook his head: "I can't interfere with cause and effect outside of fate. You have to find it yourself."

The floating light gradually faded away, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, the light and shadow slowly faded away.

Ren Xuan stood there, his mind racing, but not a single word came out.

He took a deep breath and quickly took out the Cloud Shadow.

Of course, this kind of thing must be reported to Qin Shu immediately.

The craftsman's device was activated, the light and shadow came on, but it could not be connected.

Ren Xuan frowned slightly and called out again, but in the next moment he realized that he was connected to a shadow formation.

In the cross-domain shadow formation constructed by hundreds of formation masters, the three forces of Yunzhong, Southern Xinjiang, and the Imperial City were in chaos.

Under the shadows, Lu Xingchuan's face was stern, and he spoke very quickly without any greetings. "The border of Nanfu, the thousand-mile restricted zone—all of it has been disabled this morning. Ferocious beasts have broken the seal, Tianying Pass can no longer be defended, and the barbarian tribes have crossed the border and are marching straight towards Wuyuan."

A few breaths after he finished speaking, several chaotic echoes came from the magic circle. It was the generals of the Southern Palace, short and chaotic:

"The entire Wu restricted area was lost overnight—we have no way to catch up!"

"That beast is so ferocious it's hard to harm with bows and crossbows, and the army formation is useless!"

"For a whole day and night, only the young prince could suppress those monsters! No one could withstand it—"

"At this rate, the young prince won't be able to hold on!"

"Lord Lu! If this continues, we will have no choice but to abandon the city!"

Lu Xingchuan turned off Huiyin, his eyes unchanged, his tone still calm: "This is Huiyin, who was sent by the Southern Army to ask for help an hour ago. The generals have no intention of resisting the enemy, and the withdrawal has been discussed three times."

He raised his eyes, his gaze as cold as a knife: "The generals in the south have no intention of fighting. People's minds have changed. Where is Xiao Jingyuan? He must go back immediately. Without Xiao Jingyuan in southern Xinjiang, this battle cannot be fought at all."

In the light and shadow, Qin Shu's eyes fell on Ren Xuan, and he said: "Ren Xuan, where is Xiao Jingyuan?"

Ren Xuan took a deep breath and reported truthfully: "Xiao Jingyuan was dragged into the imperial mausoleum formation. He is now in an unstable state and may be forcibly stripped away."

He spoke slowly, his tone solemn, "Prince Jin said that the situation is changing the course of history, distorting cause and effect, and disrupting time. If it is not stopped, it will break the boundaries of time."

Lu Xingchuan interrupted him mid-sentence, a rare move: "Qin Huaizhang? Where is he?"

Ren Xuanwei paused, then he concentrated and asked the phantom in his sea of ​​consciousness.

After a moment, he raised his eyes and said in a low but clear voice, "The prince said... he doesn't know where he's trapped, and he's trying to find a way out."

There was silence on the other side for a long time.

Qin Shu took over Ren Xuan's words, breaking the silence. "Historical records state that the thousand-mile military ban along the southern border was established by Fang Weian. The Barbarian King, Yao Li, was skilled in controlling ferocious beasts. During the founding years of the dynasty, he used his beasts to wreak havoc among the tribes. He was ultimately slain by Fang Weian himself."

Qin Shu spoke slowly, his thoughts as meticulous as ever. "Now, the forbidden area has been completely lost, and the beasts have broken free. If what you said is true, Fang Weian's 'history' is being rewritten."

The light and shadow in the Tongying Formation trembled slightly, and the expressions of several generals changed slightly.

Lu Xingchuan finally spoke again, his tone still calm: "Fang Weian, with his own strength, suppressed the entire southern border. Thirty-six barbarian camps perished in the night rain, wind and thunder, in exchange for twenty years of peace in the southern border of the Xin Dynasty. History records that Emperor Taizu praised him: he carried one man on his back to protect the people."

The Lord of the Southern Border in the history books was a hero who slaughtered the barbarian king, established military bans, and protected the thousands of miles of southern border among thousands of troops.

But what about now?

Thousands of miles in the southern border, all military restrictions were lifted, ferocious beasts broke free, the barbarians marched straight in, the flames of war broke out, and smoke filled the sky.

Qin Shu sneered in a low voice, "Lord Lu is saying that Fang Weian changed his mind during that period. He chose that person and ignored the thirty counties in southern Xinjiang. Is that right?"

Lu Xingchuan's eyes remained unchanged, his tone still as gentle as frost and snow: "This is the current situation. All the past memories of Fang Weian protecting the southern border are disappearing."

Qin Shu chuckled softly, his smile so light that it barely reached his eyes. "The thousand-mile-long war in southern Xinjiang all stemmed from one person's thought."

He raised his eyes, his expression calm, but even colder than before: "This official history is not necessarily more serious than unofficial history."

Qin Shu raised his eyes to look at Ren Xuan, and said in a steady tone: "Uncle Wang said to stop it, how to stop it?"

He is the decision maker. He doesn't ask about the inside story or the reasons, he only asks how to do it.

Ren Xuan spoke slowly, "The prince said that we must find the other two dragon veins as soon as possible and re-anchor those twisted fragments of history back to their original positions."

Suddenly, a voice sounded, its tone was quick and brief, but with undeniable clarity: "There is a dragon vein in the southern border."

Han Chenglie spoke rapidly, "Below the center of the Thousand Mile Martial Forbidden Zone lies a dragon vein. When the formation was set up, Fang Weian personally traveled to the depths of the southern border three times, all in order to determine the direction of the dragon energy."

His voice was not loud, but it echoed clearly within the formation: "If that lineage is destroyed, there will be no more control in the southern border."

Ren Xuan was surprised for a moment. Han Chenglie, the deputy commander of Southern Xinjiang, was willing to reveal the lifeblood of Southern Xinjiang for Xiao Jingyuan alone.

Qin Shu lowered his brows and said after a long while, "Ren Xuan, you must leave immediately. You can arrange the troops and the number of people you need yourself."

He said calmly, "I'll go find Qin Xuan later. Within three days, the Imperial City and Yunzhong will mobilize troops to quell the rebellion."

Qin Shu's gaze finally fell on Han Chenglie: "Fang Ci doesn't know anything about military affairs. General Han, Southern Xinjiang cannot be left without people. You need to return as soon as possible."

Qin Shu's tone left no room for doubt: "I guarantee Jamel Xiao's safety."

Han Chenglie did not move.

His gaze fell heavily on Qin Shu, and the silent vigilance in his eyes did not fade for a long time.

Han Chenglie didn't believe Qin Shu, but he had no room for maneuver.

Han Chenglie finally gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger: "If the general dies, there will be no one to control the southern border."

He leaned over towards the center of the light array and bowed solemnly: "Chenglie, please, Your Highness."

···

Qin Shu gave all the apparent power over personnel, troop transfers, and the power to take advantage of others within the imperial city to Ren Xuan.

Ren Xuan had no psychological burden at all, and even began to abuse his power for personal gain without batting an eyelid.

According to Qin Huaizhang, the only way to prevent cause and effect from being completely distorted is to copy Fang Cun's formation.

The first step is both simple and difficult: copy down Fang Cun's formation.

So he looked through the roster and selected a group of formation masters with top talent, pure skills and solid foundation from the major formation families such as the Bai family, the Du family, the Xiao family and the Lu family.

The result was a hard slap in the face by reality.

The so-called "Four Great Masters of Formation" couldn't even find the core of Fang Cun's messy, spliced ​​together, and insanely strange formation when they encountered it.

The so-called four great masters of formations are no match for Fang Cun, a self-taught person.

Ren Xuan watched those formation masters repeatedly testing the imperial mausoleum and reciting the "Lingshu" in a nonsense way, and he wanted to sigh to the sky.

If he could copy this down, he would write Ren Xuan's name backwards.

When I was having a headache and heartache, I saw a figure coming towards me.

Ren Xuan went up to him and asked without any greetings or beating around the bush, "What are you doing here?"

Lu Shian looked up at him, the surprise in his eyes unconcealed: "The situation is critical. Because of the chaos in southern Xinjiang, my uncle didn't sleep all night last night-"

Ren Xuan interrupted him directly, his tone even harder than before: "Wen Congren said you can't do it, and Lu Jie said nothing can do it. There is no right or wrong for you. In the world, no one is irreplaceable."

Lu Shian was startled, then smiled, as gentle as ever: "Don't worry, I will pay attention."

Ren Xuan frowned slightly. Lu Shian didn't say "nothing will happen", he just said "I will pay attention".

Without waiting for his next reaction, Lu Shian's eyes had already fallen on the magic array and the earth veins in the imperial mausoleum. The young man's expression moved slightly, as if he had an idea.

Ren Xuan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. His partner was too talented, which really made him feel uncomfortable every time.

He sighed in his heart, but didn't show it on his face - I give up, I have to work for Qin Shu with my family every day.

Seeing the expression between the young man's brows darken inch by inch, Ren Xuan noticed something was wrong: "What's wrong?"

Lu Shian did not answer immediately. He walked to the place where the earth's energy was strongest and lightly touched the earth's veins with his fingertips.

After a moment, he spoke solemnly: "This dragon vein is almost unable to hold on. It will collapse within three days. If the formation is destroyed, Xiao Jingyuan will definitely not be able to save it."

Ren Xuan's expression changed slightly: "Is there any way to alleviate it?"

Lu Shian said in a deep voice: "Fang Cun's formation uses the entire dragon vein as the 'source of talismans'. If we want to continue now, we can only let the imperial vein suppress it."

Ren Xuan was silent for a moment. Let the royal bloodline enter the battle formation. Under normal circumstances, if anyone dared to say these words out loud, it would be considered a great disrespect.

Fortunately, now the so-called royal majesty can no longer match the ferocity of war.

When Ren Xuan rushed to the palace, Qin Shu was whispering with Qin Xuan about something.

On the table was a military map, with lines of troops crisscrossing each other. Clearly, this battle of deploying troops had come to an end.

Seeing him come in, Qin Shu only raised his eyes: "What's the matter?"

Ren Xuan nodded and glanced at Qin Xuan, with a plan in mind: "The dragon vein of the imperial mausoleum is nearing its limit. Lu Shian said that the emperor needs to enter the formation to stabilize the center of the formation."

After hearing these words, Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled faintly: "General, why are you looking at me? Isn't the third brother an imperial bloodline?"

Qin Shu listened and raised his eyebrows. His voice was still gentle, but he hit the point accurately: "Xiao Jingyuan alone is responsible for thirty counties in southern Xinjiang. Since the emperor is the ruler of the world, he should bear the heavy responsibility of the people."

Qin Xuan sighed softly upon hearing this: "You, Yunzhong, neither obey orders nor obey me. Now you acknowledge me as the emperor, the ruler of the world?"

After hearing this, Qin Shu sighed, as if he was truly sorry: "I am also thinking about my royal brother. Yunzhong neither listens to orders nor orders. I will go to help Xiao Jingyuan stabilize the situation, and my royal brother will coordinate the battle situation?"

Qin Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, and for a moment, he was speechless.

Undoubtedly, he was not as good as the third brother in matters like coordinating battles and responding to enemy forces.

For a moment, Qin Xuan could only stare silently at Qin Shu's face that said 'I'm doing this for your own good', speechless.

He sighed resignedly, "I'll go. But first, let's make it clear that Yuan Yi used Lu Xiyun to get angry, and we're done."

Qin Shu raised an eyebrow, but remained silent. He simply said casually, "Death is the greatest thing. Can I dig up a grave?"

Qin Xuan looked at him meaningfully: "You can."

Ren Xuan stood aside, silent, but couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

In his previous life, he stood on Qin Xuan's side.

In this life, he stands on Qin Shu's side.

To be honest, the world of the Dog Emperor is not that abstract.