Leaving aside the Medicine King Duke, who was now filled with remorse in the Medicine King's Blessed Land, the hundreds of City Gods who came out of the Medicine King's Blessed Land also spread the news of the Qilin's appearance in the world.
This news almost unsurprisingly caused a huge uproar in the Da Gan Dynasty, and even stirred up considerable waves in Donghua Continent, where the Da Gan Dynasty was located, as the news spread.
The Great Gan Dynasty, Yongdu.
As the capital city that ruled over a vast territory spanning hundreds of millions of miles, Yongdu naturally possessed an extraordinary grandeur. Its scale was undoubtedly the largest in the dynasty, with three walls along its perimeter. The outermost wall was the most magnificent, reaching a height of thirty zhang (approximately 133 meters).
Ordinary people standing beneath the city walls would feel a sense of awe and fear, for this was a wall that no ordinary human could build; even if the entire nation were to exhaust its resources, it could not be constructed.
The prosperity of this city is too numerous to describe in a short time, but the most eye-catching sight is the flying ships that cruise high in the sky. However, the people below seem to ignore them, obviously because they have seen them too many times.
"His Majesty!"
In the heart of the capital, within the most imposing imperial palace, a somewhat shrill voice rang out in a chamber.
"Regarding the Qilin's appearance reported by the City God of Yunze Prefecture, this old servant has already sent people to investigate all the people and matters involved. I humbly request Your Majesty to review them!"
"It's Feng Bingwen again. I've been hearing that name so much lately, it's getting a bit annoying."
Sitting in the imperial study, the middle-aged Chongming Emperor, with a short beard, flipped through the intelligence reports on his desk. He only glanced at them twice before closing the report and throwing it on the desk.
"If I remember correctly, this kid already made the dragon of Xuan Ting Lake owe him a huge favor some time ago. Now, a Qilin has appeared in the world. What exactly is this kid's background, and what does he want to do?"
"This old servant does not know, but based on the information available, this old servant dares to guess that this child is very likely the reincarnation of the sage that those city gods have guessed."
"A sage reincarnated? Humph!"
Now back in his study, the emperor was no longer as restrained as he had been in front of his officials; he could vent his emotions to some extent.
"If it weren't for the old dragon in Xuanting Lake causing the flood, my Da Gan would be enjoying favorable weather and peace throughout the land, and there would be no need for any reincarnation of a sage."
“Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, this sage chose to be reincarnated during Your Majesty’s reign, which means he acknowledges Your Majesty’s achievements in governing. Even if he is a sage, before he regains his cultivation from his previous life after reincarnation, he is nothing more than a naughty child in a village. He needs a safe environment to be normal.”
"Ha, those city gods believe this child is a sage reincarnated, and you also believe him?"
Emperor Chongming gave a cold laugh.
"Is this child a heretic or evil spirit in disguise?"
The old eunuch in charge of the emperor's attire was immediately startled. Regardless of his own thoughts, he needed to act in accordance with the emperor's will.
"This old servant will arrange the necessary personnel immediately..."
"You old fool, what kind of nonsense are you spouting? I was just saying it for the sake of it. Who knows what kind of background this kid has? Let's observe for now. Whether he is a reincarnated sage or some other evil demon, let's leave him be for the time being."
Emperor Chongming was quite satisfied with the old eunuch's reaction. In fact, even he believed that the ten-year-old boy from the Feng family was very likely a reincarnation of a sage.
As the emperor, he knew far more information than the city gods.
He knew that three years ago, a dragon pearl had fallen into the territory of the Great Gan Dynasty, and he also knew that not long ago, a ruin collapsed and a broken divine weapon flew out.
All signs indicate that during the reign of Emperor Chongming, a powerful figure of extraordinary origin and means chose to be born into his empire.
Ordinary people would naturally see this as a good thing. But for him, he didn't like things happening that were beyond his control.
He didn't believe that if an ancient sage were truly reincarnated, it was simply because he needed a safe environment to restore his cultivation. Such a foolish reason must have a deeper scheme behind it.
"yes."
The emperor made his stance clear, and his personal eunuch naturally bowed and accepted the order.
...
At this moment, Feng Bingwen could not have imagined the uproar caused by the appearance of a Qilin to guide him. Even a ruler who was revitalizing a dynasty began to be extremely wary of him.
However, Feng Bingwen naturally wouldn't think about things that were irrelevant to his current situation.
Contrary to his expectations, the Qilin did not lead him to the innate spiritual root, but abandoned him halfway.
He was now standing on a mountaintop of moderate height, where he could gaze at the distant scenery, a magnificent and beautiful vista before him.
Ahead lay a majestic, undulating mountain range, covered in ancient, verdant trees. Near the summit were strangely shaped rocks and ancient pines, with thick, gnarled vines winding around them, lush green grass, and fragrant wildflowers.
This is a sacred land brimming with vibrant life.
Standing atop the mountain, Feng Bingwen made a particularly certain conclusion. Although he had not yet begun formal cultivation, he had already grasped the essence of cultivation and had even simulated it countless times in his mind.
If he so desires, he can draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at any time to cultivate, and even open up immortal veins and evolve vein patterns in one go.
He simply wanted to establish a foundation for immortality, which is why he had been patient.
However, even without cultivation, it did not prevent him from sensing the spiritual energy of this place. The spiritual energy here was more than ten times richer than that of the outside world, truly making it a pure land for cultivation.
Moreover, looking at the scenery beneath his feet, Feng Bingwen noticed that the ancient trees growing in the distant, undulating mountain range seemed even more vigorous and suitable for cultivation.
"What are you doing?"
Looking at the mountain he was on and then at the lush, green mountain range in the distance, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but sigh.
Although he didn't expect the innate spiritual root to fall into his mouth on its own, he still spent nearly 500,000 merits to give him some clear guidance.
He was given a grand welcome by a Qilin, who carried him here, only to abandon him halfway through the journey. It vanished without leaving a single word.
Clearly, the Qilin's mission was to bring him to this sacred and wondrous land, where the opportunity to become an immortal lay. However, he would have to find it himself, rather than having it simply stuffed into his mouth as before.
"Alas, it must be due to that evil karma."
Feng Bingwen muttered to himself, and even as he grumbled, he had already taken action.
This place is not a forbidden area, so he can use all the supernatural powers he possesses through the Dragon Balls, and even more smoothly and effortlessly than when he was in Qingshan County.
Therefore, the moment he had that thought, clouds gathered around him at his feet, condensed into a white cloud, and lifted him into the sky.
As he flew higher, his gaze swept over the mountain range that resembled a long, crouching dragon, and he witnessed an even more astonishing spectacle.
The rich spiritual energy gathered into clouds and mist, surging in the sky, surrounded by auspicious clouds and mist, creating a breathtaking scene.
Between the sacred mountains, a silver dragon waterfall cascades to the ground, red cliffs and strange rocks stand majestically, immortal sacred trees stand tall, and ancient medicinal herbs exude a rich fragrance.
Divine flowers bloom, and wondrous trees sway.
The Lingxi River meanders, clear and pure, with spiritual herbs growing alongside it. Longevity deer and fairy foxes appear, and spirit birds and black cranes fly about, sometimes appearing and disappearing in the water mist.
"This is……"
Feng Bingwen was immediately stunned by the scene before him, which was like a paradise on earth. But what truly shocked him was a towering mountain that reached the heavens and the clouds at the end of his vision.
That sacred mountain was magnificent. At first glance, it reminded Feng Bingwen of Mount Buzhou in mythology, which supported the sky. Compared to it, the Wolong Mountain Range seemed like a mere mound.
Even the white mist swirling around the sacred mountain could not obscure the view that seven-colored celestial light was soaring into the heavens.
"My chance to become an immortal!"
The moment Feng Bingwen saw the seven-colored celestial light, he understood. Even though the Heavenly Book still didn't provide any hints, he realized what was going on.
hold head high--
Without the slightest hesitation, and even to increase his speed, Feng Bingwen transformed into a lithe silver dragon with a long cry and flew towards the divine mountain shrouded in celestial light.
Unexpectedly, on the way to the sacred mountain, Feng Bingwen encountered many phoenixes and other birds, but they were all very friendly. Although they were puzzled by his unfamiliar faces, none of them attacked him.
Therefore, it only took Feng Bingwen a short time to arrive at the foot of the sacred mountain. He originally wanted to fly directly to the top of the sacred mountain, but an overwhelming pressure descended upon him, forcing him to fall.
Then, before Feng Bingwen could even get anxious, he watched as a mountain path appeared before him without any trace of chiseling, perfectly natural, as if it had been created by nature itself.
Without hesitation, Feng Bingwen stepped onto the mountain path that had appeared because of his arrival, climbing step by step towards the summit of this sacred mountain.
Contrary to expectations, there was no increasing pressure or special trials along the way. Feng Bingwen felt as if he were simply hiking and enjoying nature, taking one step at a time along the long mountain path. After a day and a night, he finally reached the summit.
The moment he stepped onto the mountaintop, everything before him suddenly opened up. It was an extremely wide and clean platform, and the scenery within it was beyond Feng Bingwen's expectations.
It's not that it's anything special; on the contrary, the view from the mountaintop is extremely simple.
A simple thatched hut, a few rocks, and a gourd vine that someone planted at some unknown time.
Even the seven-colored fairy light that had been seen outside the mountain was gone; everything returned to normal, without any wonder.
Even the only noteworthy gourd vine had all seven gourds that had grown beneath it split open, leaving only empty shells hanging on it.
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