In the early Ming Dynasty, the curfew was extremely strict, but in remote small towns there might still be some flowers and willows in bloom.
Within the capital, from high-ranking officials to ordinary citizens, once the night watchman's drum is sounded, the streets are deserted.
The palace where Liu Xian lived was brightly lit, and Su Su, who was now a young girl, was holding a lantern and guarding in front of the palace.
"Is it time yet?"
The girl's eyelashes drooped, as if she were speaking to an unnamed being in the void.
There was no answer, but Su Su already knew the answer, because the crescent moon in the sky suddenly turned into a full moon and shone brightly.
The light grew brighter and brighter, and the silvery moonlight seemed to solidify, falling in strings like osmanthus blossoms, forming a beautiful and dazzling band of light.
"The sun and moon seem to emerge from within it, and the starry sky seems to emanate from within it. Are these sights that can be seen in the mortal world?"
Su Su gazed at the full moon in the sky with a mixture of longing and confusion, reaching out her hand as if she wanted to touch something.
But the bright moon, though seemingly within reach, is actually worlds apart from it, and the outstretched hand can only stand there alone.
A sigh came from somewhere...
At this moment, the strange phenomenon alarmed all parts of the capital. In the imperial city, Zhu Yuanzhang was hastily awakened, hurriedly put on his clothes, and went out. He looked up.
The magnificent sight before his eyes left him speechless.
The moon is supposed to be full on the fifteenth, but now it's far from being full on the fifteenth.
What a tremendous power to move heaven and earth!
"The essence of the bright moon, when the opportunity arises, becomes the Emperor's nectar, which takes the shape of countless olives, with ten thousand golden threads strung together and hanging down to the human world."
Princess Nongyu appeared silently, her fair hand gently plucking a string of "Imperial Flowing Elixir" as if picking flowers.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked up and saw that this "Imperial Flowing Elixir" was indeed like an olive threaded with gold, glowing and lying in his fair palm, making his skin appear almost transparent.
It's a treasure.
Old Zhu struggled to pull his glasses out and asked casually:
"Where does this Imperial Dew come from, and what is its use?"
"The Emperor's Dew is the condensation of the essence of the moon. Plants, trees and wild animals that are fortunate enough to receive the Emperor's Dew can become demons. It is extremely rare. Even in my time, it was a legendary thing."
Nongyu, also known as Jinghuan, carefully maintained her persona. With a flick of her hand, the Emperor's Dew disappeared—Zhu Yuanzhang regretfully withdrew his attention.
At the same time, he was greatly alarmed. His master had not mentioned any strange phenomena. What had gone wrong?
Liuxian Palace.
"Damn it, this traitor has taken the wrong medicine! Host, this world's consciousness is ambitious and wants to absorb you!"
I was frantically trying to contact the main god in the backend, but the screen kept showing an error.
Damn it, the system is jumping up and down in a panic; it must be the world consciousness interfering.
Even if the system is a powerful force outside the country, as long as the local snake is willing to go all out, it can still suppress it for a while.
They spent their days hunting geese, only to have one pecked in the eye by a goose. Having roamed freely with their host for so long, they never imagined that a world would set its sights on them.
The system even thought that the host's decision not to eat the mission world raw or skinned alive was due to the influence of the main god.
But some people are just too brave to back down and risk their lives to mess with the tiger.
The pool was now dry. Ling Xiao rested her hands on the pool wall, her cheeks flushed and her eyes misty with tears.
"It wants to devour me, a god who possesses his own energy, to replenish itself and perhaps prolong its life in the mythological era."
"If you want to take something, you must first give something. System, look, this world consciousness has really gone all out, it's overflowing with imperial essence, hehehe..."
Seeing her like this, the system calmed down—since we're going to die together anyway, he gambled that the host would win.
Ling Xiao commanded:
"System, record the following footage as evidence."
"What are you doing?"
Ling Xiao rolled her eyes and said matter-of-factly:
"Of course it's to prove that I didn't start it. I'm a law-abiding citizen."
And then we'll have to demand compensation from the main god. We can't even control the rebellions in the lower world; I'm very worried."
Ling Xiao said to the system with a worried expression:
"What if one day the main god is betrayed by outsiders and their henchmen, and his business collapses? What will happen to him then? Will he be sold off somewhere...?"
The system felt its scalp tingle as it listened to its host's "outrageous" words, and really wanted to cover its ears and act like the female lead in an idol drama, saying, "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it."
The world consciousness has blocked its connection with the main god, which conveniently allows the host to unleash their true potential, right?
Ling Xiao felt the spiritual energy surging wildly around him and revealed a bloodthirsty smile.
Come on, let's fight to the death.
…………
The capital city awoke, and countless people looked up at the full moon in the sky and the "imperial nectar" hanging down.
In particular, some people have discovered that if you are lucky enough to obtain those strings of glowing treasures, not only will your minor injuries and pains disappear without a trace, but you will even become several years younger!
treasure!
Everyone began to frantically scramble for the "Imperial Elixir," with the wealthy and powerful driving their servants and family members, and ordinary people joining in with their entire families.
However, it is only professionals who can truly appreciate the value of "Imperial Dew".
At the Taoist Purple Gold Mountain, Zhang Tianshi gazed greedily at the "Emperor's Dew," which was filled with pure spiritual energy!
For many years, they have been searching tirelessly, venturing into deep mountains and forests, isolated islands in the South China Sea, and icy peaks and snow-capped mountains. As long as they can find even the slightest trace of spiritual energy, they will be overjoyed no matter how many people die or are injured.
"Quick, quick, bring out the dew-collecting plate passed down from our ancestors and catch all these treasures."
He hurriedly gave the orders, and the Taoist priests worked extremely quickly, pushing out a very tall and enormous bronze statue of an immortal holding a tray.
The Dew-Collecting Plate is said to have been created by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty as a treasure to draw in the sweet essence of nectar in order to achieve longevity. It is unknown when it fell into the hands of the Taoist sect.
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