"The luck of the dynasty..."
After hearing Xiao Qin's words, Huang Donglai and Murong Xiao looked at each other, as if they had made some decision.
"Fortunately, I wrote down my rebellion experience at the time."
Huang Donglai silently took out the manual for accession to the throne.
"Old Huang, go get me some strong medicine. I will attack as a Buddhist from the Hanging Temple. Let's become bigger and stronger together and create greater glory."
Murong Xiao clasped his hands together:
"May the Buddha bless me. After this is accomplished, I will ask my adoptive father to make me the Imperial Master, and I will accumulate merits for you every day."
Xiao Qin: “….”
You two made it look like the real thing.
How come it looks like you've been prepared for a long time?
After chatting for a while, the atmosphere among the three of them quickly became low again.
The room on the top floor of Wanchun Court.
At night, the lights were on and there were many people in the room, but it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
A figure was lying on the couch. No one could hear his breathing. He looked like a rag doll that had been broken into pieces and then put back together.
The dense scars were still oozing blood, staining the dress of Ying Bing, who was holding him in her arms, with colorful bloodstains.
"Eight-patterned Heaven-Repairing Pills from Tianbaofang don't work?"
"Has Xiaobao come yet? Let him lick Xiaobao twice to try..."
Shang Wu held the wine gourd and scratched his ears.
The wrinkles on Elder Han He’s face were so deep that they could pinch a mosquito to death.
"The little treasure you are talking about is the Dragon Tiger Golden Pill, right? It is a tiger and wolf medicine, and its medicinal properties are too strong. Li Mo can't bear it now."
As the former leader of the Summoning God Sect, Qin Yuzhi has dabbled in various fields, including medicine.
She tried several methods, but none of them worked.
Today, Li Mo relies entirely on Ying Bing's inner vision ability, the 'Inn', to survive.
In simple terms, time now flows extremely slowly for Li Mo, which also slows down his pace towards the end.
"Why did he seem better just now? Is the medicine taking effect?"
Shang Wu's eyes suddenly lit up.
Ying Bing's jade-like face turned pale and almost transparent, and she said blankly:
"It's not the effect of the medicine, it's the power of all living beings."
Her ancient bronze tree seed now remains in Li Mo's dantian.
It was the miraculous power that could be called creation that temporarily replaced the small world and stabilized his soul and body.
But that was not the original small world after all.
"His inner world should be related to the power of all living beings. Now that he is talked about by everyone, his inner world has improved a little."
"But...that's not enough."
Ying Bing reached out and stroked his cheek. The real pain made her heart surge with a dull pain that was torn into pieces. It was as if a hole had opened in her heart, and it was an endless abyss that made her fall continuously...
After being reborn, she is confident about everything she encounters.
But it happened that the first time I was helpless was at this moment.
He shattered his world and created hers, but what could I do to save him?
"Since the power of all living beings can be used, then...what about the destiny of the country?"
The familiar voice startled Ying Bing. She raised her eyes and saw that the person who spoke was Shang Wu.
Shang Wu lost his carefree and reckless look and instead looked solemn and dignified.
At this moment, she looked not like the fighting king of Qingyuan Sect, but rather like a noble Vermillion Bird.
"The fate of a country is condensed by the power of all living beings, so it is naturally better, except for Dayu..."
Ying Bing paused, seemed to understand something, and held the big-headed doll in his hand tightly.
She is wise after all, and she has already experienced some things once.
If you calm down a little, some things will not be difficult to figure out.
Why did the Summoning Demon Cult target the Qingyuan Sect so intently, even one of its elders being a pawn in their long-planned plan?
Why did the Qingyuan Sect fall so suddenly?
The bronze sacred tree had long been destroyed, so why did it still retain its magic in the Qingyuan Sect?
Those are secondary now.
The important thing is, there is hope.
"In the imperial mausoleum, the dynasty's destiny of the Great Shang still exists."
Qin Yuzhi sighed and told the real reason why she stayed in Qingyuan Sect and never left.
"I'll let Xiao Qingluan take me back to the sect to prepare." Shang Wu put the wine gourd on the table and turned to leave.
"Hey, I can't care about so many things now. I'll just have to work on my old bones for once."
Elder Han He had a complicated expression and stood up as well.
The elders of Qingyuan Sect had suffered from Shang Wu's anger many times, but this time, he rarely agreed.
Now that Dayu is the ruler of the world, how hot is the fate of the Shang Dynasty? It is fine if it is buried deep under the imperial mausoleum, but once it sees the light of day, who knows what kind of storm it will cause in the treacherous world.
But if people are gone, what is the meaning of other things?
Shang Wu and Shang Qinqing left together.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and tactfully left the room.
The room became even quieter.
After a while, two snapping sounds were heard, and tears shattered at the corners of his dry mouth.
Ying Bing wiped it off carefully and said softly:
"I will take you home soon. When you wake up, we will go to see the mountains and rivers."
It’s obvious that I was always alone in my previous life.
But now she couldn't even imagine a life without him.
There is no future for him.
She had already walked through it once.
....
A former seventh-level demon saint whose abilities are all focused on speed, how fast can he be?
On that day, a green light streaked across the sky of Ziyang Prefecture.
"In the Heavenly Man Trial, he, the Crown Prince of Dayu, was beaten so hard that his eyes were purple in the Hidden Dragon Conference. What use can he be?"
"Now I don't know what the result will be, but it should be about time."
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