As the Destiny System spoke, faint electric current sounds could be heard.
Shen Junze couldn't help but frowned when he heard Tianming's weak voice.
[Shen Junze: What's wrong with you?]
[Tian Ming: I… I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I just feel a little weak… Your Highness, I… may need to rest for a while… Zizi…]
Zizizizi——
A sound of electricity passed by, and then a certain destiny system fell silent.
Shen Junze: Destiny
[Tianming: The main system is in hibernation. Please call again later.]
Shen Junze: "..."
The response he received was a cold and emotionless voice.
Shen Junze had encountered this situation before. Almost every month, his destiny would go into hibernation.
Shen Junze compared it to people sleeping every day, while Tianming hibernates once every other month.
However, in the past he would choose to sleep late at night as long as it would not affect him, but this was the first time he suddenly had to sleep early in the morning.
Maybe it was because he was not strong now, Tianming had told him before that as long as he became stronger step by step, it as a system would also be strengthened and could predict more useful information.
Become stronger!
Shen Junze's eyes darkened, so on this trip to Taiqi, he must get the Phoenix Inner Core.
*
Less than half an hour later, the carriage arrived at the gate of Xianyun Temple.
Xianyun Temple is located in a lush mountain forest. Because it is located on the top of a mountain, it is surrounded by clouds and mist, just like a fairyland, exuding a mysterious color.
Wanwan got off the carriage and looked at the Xianyun Temple nestled among the clouds in front of her, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Ah~ The air is so fresh~"
This small Xianyun Temple has a great view and is a great place for a vacation.
The tyrant got off the carriage with the help of the secret guards. Compared with yesterday, his face was pale.
The big tyrant endured the pain all over his body, listened to what the little kid said in his heart, and reached out to rub the little kid's head.
She is indeed his filial daughter. Even when he is about to die, she still wants to come here for vacation.
The two little boys who were sweeping the floor at the door saw a group of people appear at the door, and walked up to them with brooms in their hands.
"Dear donors, the Immortal Master has been in seclusion recently and has not seen anyone. If you have important matters, please come back next month."
Wanwan: [There are still more than twenty days until next month. Daddy will be truly dead by then.]
“Ahem…”
The tyrant beside him couldn't help but cough again when he heard this.
“Daddy!”
Seeing the big tyrant cough, Wanwan, as a caring little cotton-padded jacket, immediately stepped forward and asked worriedly with a little face: "Daddy, are you okay?"
Xiao Moqing: "I beg you two Taoists to be flexible. My father's illness can only be cured by Master Changyu."
The two little boys stared at the pale-faced tyrant not far away, then looked at each other and whispered:
"Is it him? Is he the person the Immortal was talking about?"
"Yes, it looks like he's been banned. That's him."
The two chattered for a long time, and finally one of the little boys coughed lightly and said, "Come in, but the Immortal Master is indeed in seclusion now, so we can only let you stay here for one night. Please leave early tomorrow morning."
Wanwan: [Retreat? I don't believe it. Who in retreat drinks alcohol and eats pork elbow in soy sauce?]
Drinking? Braised pork elbow?
At the same time, on the other side, Master Changyu, who was leisurely lying in the room drinking wine and eating braised pork elbow, couldn't help but sneeze several times.
"A-choo, choo, choo--"
Seeing this, the disciple Zhudeng standing nearby said softly to the man lying on the couch, "Master, would you like me to close the window?"
Chang Yu Zhenren, dressed in white, half-reclining on the couch, rubbed his nose and said, "Nothing."
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the half-eaten pork elbow back onto the plate.
Seeing this, Candle on the side respectfully handed over the wet cloth in his hand, "Master."
Master Chang Yu took it and wiped his hands clean. He stood up from the bed and walked towards the inner room. He said to the candlelight, "Master is going to sleep. Don't let anyone disturb me."
Zhudeng thought about it and couldn't help but say, "What if Senior Brother Hongren comes to ask Master to lift the ban..."
"Huh?" Before Zhudeng could finish his words, he heard his master sneer, "Who does he think he is? Does that mean I have to help him if I ask him to? Has being an emperor made you too powerful?"
As the little boy walked to the door, he heard a man's angry voice coming from inside the house. When he was wondering whether to knock on the door, the door was opened from the inside.
Looking at Zhudeng coming out, the little boy was about to speak, but Zhudeng made a quiet gesture and said softly, "Go out and talk."
Zhudeng closed the door gently, and the little boy followed behind him. After walking for a distance, the little boy finally spoke, "Brother Zhudeng, the person who was bound by the prohibition that the immortal mentioned earlier has arrived."
Hearing this, Candlelight's eyes lit up, "Are you serious? Take me to see him quickly."
Guest rooms on the south side of Xianyun Temple.
The great tyrant lay on the bed with a pale face, dying, looking exactly like a dying man.
No matter how many times Xiao Moqing begged the little boy to see the Immortal Changyu, the reply he got was always that the immortal was in seclusion and would not see anyone.
Wanwan: "He's not in seclusion at all. He's obviously angry with Daddy and is deliberately not seeing me."
Xiao Moqing said: "Sister, what should we do now?"
Wanwan propped up her little head and thought for a while:
Although the original text does not focus heavily on the description of Changyu Zhenren, from the text it seems that Changyu Zhenren is not a cold-blooded villain.
[After all, Daddy was his former disciple. He definitely wouldn't stand by and watch someone die. He's just being angry right now, so he's deliberately staying away.]
[Let me think about it, that Changyu Zhenren seems to have something very precious]
Wanwan couldn't help but curl her lips. Just when she was about to call her second brother to do something bad together, she heard the little boy's respectful voice coming from the door:
"Senior Brother."
Hearing this, the brother and sister who were squatting on the ground turned their heads and looked at the man at the door.
The man was dressed in green, had a handsome face and looked as gentle as jade.
Candlelight: "Two donors, I will help His Majesty heal."
Hearing this, Xiao Moqing's eyes lit up, "You are Master Changyu!"
Zhu Deng smiled and said, "No, I am Zhu Deng, a disciple of Chang Yu Zhenren. My master is in retreat and it is inconvenient for him to come here, so I came here to take a look."
Wanwan: [Candle lamp, the one that was eaten by the monster in the original text?]
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