Chapter 327 Cang Ming
"What do you mean by the fate of the dynasty is fuel, something written in the lifeblood? And fuel, does this have anything to do with fire in fire?"
"Master Ning Feng, you are very smart! But it is not convenient to tell you what comes next."
Wu Min smiled and remained secretive in answering Ning Mingmei's in-depth questions. Ning Mingmei immediately asked another question: "It seems that the human world's royal family not only worships the Fire in Fire as a sacred object, but also fully develops and utilizes it?"
Ning Mingmei's questions were asked too quickly, too suddenly, and to the point, and this was the sharp sword Ning Mingmei used to get the truth. From the subtle changes in Wu Min's expression that could not be concealed, Ning Mingmei picked out the key points he needed.
Fire within fire is different from the other four things.
After a brief talk with Wu Min, Ning Mingmei returned to his seat alone to think. In the past few experiences, Ning Mingmei's process of obtaining the four holy objects was relatively smooth - although the difficulty was very high.
First is the wood among woods. If it were someone else, it would be difficult to find the location of its dead seed and successfully escape from the body-taking attack of the powerful man on Starfire Island. It was by chance that Ning Mingmei obtained Weng Xingyun's notes on its cultivation. Afterwards, the immortal tree that nourished it was used as a magic weapon to suppress Jiang Duo. If Qi Miancheng had not appeared at that time, and if Ning Mingmei had not had his own special life experience, he would probably have turned into ashes on the spot.
Then there is Earth within Earth. Xirang is located at the foot of Dongji Mountain, next to the secret realm of Jiangheng that is about to collapse, in the mass grave, and is polluted by countless filthy mud. It is very difficult for ordinary people to get it through that chaos, and it is almost impossible to purify it.
And then there is water in water. If there were no person like Lian Chengyue who possessed a special physique, anyone who tried to find the Wangchuan Bingpo in the Wangchuan River would only have their souls destroyed and become part of the Bingpo. Even Lian Chengyue himself had to go up and down countless times for this.
Finally, there is Gold in Gold. This is also thanks to the help of Bai Bugui and Hua Paofu. In addition, this is also thanks to the container invented by Ning Mingmei with high technology. This thing cuts off anyone who tries to touch it directly. In the past, in the demon world, the Sky Fox Clan was considered one of the most powerful races. If it weren't for Ning Mingmei's meticulous plan, it would not have been possible to take it back.
However, the above four holy objects have one thing in common. That is themselves. No matter how many strange properties they have, they are just objects, dead things without consciousness.
It is also something that has not been cultivated, utilized, or developed by any group or organization. They are just there to be worshipped. Even the Xirang was only polluted "passively".
Moreover, none of the above four items exceeded Ning Mingmei's common sense of physics. But what about fire within fire?
Fire is a combustion reaction, not a substance - even the "Fire Lotus", which looks like a blooming lotus flame, is still fire after all. How can this thing exist for thousands and tens of thousands of years? The three elements of combustion are combustible materials, combustion aids, and ignition source. What is its fuel?
At that moment, Ning Mingmei found it extremely terrifying to think about it carefully. What does "the lifeline is the fuel of the dynasty" mean?
Long ago, the only thing that distinguished humans from other races was their strong vitality and fertility. People can become possessed by demons, become ghosts, or practice immortality. Most of the wars in the six realms broke out in the human realm. The human realm is their pasture, their place of supply, and the land of ignorance and stupidity. Thousands of years ago, how did the first Human Emperor secure his throne, unify the human world, and establish the Fang Dynasty that flourished for a thousand years?
"Weng Xingyun is the 'Spark', and the Fang Dynasty is the 'Fire in the Fire'. Back then, Weng Xingyun wanted to teach universal magic to the people without spiritual roots. The court ordered the hunt for Weng Xingyun, regarded the Spark Island as a heresy, and arrested all of their people. Even five hundred years later, they still hated the Spark Island far more than Jiang Heng, and carried out a major purge of people related to the Spark Island..." Ning Mingmei whispered, "Is it a comparison of the two flames?"
There was a vague sense of fate in this. Ning Mingmei didn't like this feeling, as if everything was already predetermined because of some internal operating logic of the world. There can only be one kind of fire in this world, and the world made the decision thousands of years ago. Its decision is a fire within the fire of Terran royalty, not a wildfire spreading across the blighted grasslands.
"Junior brother, do you have any plans?" Qi Miancheng approached him quietly again, "Do you need my help?"
Obviously, Qi Miancheng found the right time this time. Ning Mingmei was immersed in his own thoughts about the plan and naturally began to give him orders.
"Everyone's eyes will be on you." Ning Mingmei said, "You are responsible for acting normal and diverting other people's attention."
"Okay." Qi Miancheng said, "Then let Lian Chengyue help you. In fact, I am also a little distressed."
"What are you worried about?" Ning Mingmei knew that Qi Miancheng would not make trouble when he was talking about serious matters.
"My identity in the human world is the owner of Wuyi Tower, an intelligence chief. I also left my own secret agents in the capital. Five years ago, when I was busy looking for my master, the few secret agents I had in the core areas of the capital were all pulled out." Qi Miancheng said, "The remaining secret agents are in unimportant positions. They have no idea what happened inside the palace."
"Why didn't you deal with this problem in time?" Ning Mingmei asked.
"My manpower is limited. What's more, aren't the affairs of the demon world, monster world, fairy world and ghost world more important than those of the human world? They are the ones who truly possess powerful forces and can bring about changes in the political situation." Qi Miancheng said.
The human race is weak... Ning Mingmei was speechless for a moment. It seemed that even he himself didn't know what had happened in the human world.
The human life span is no more than seventy years, and immortal cultivators may go into seclusion for thirty to forty years at a time. Who would bother to observe what a mayfly is doing? What's more, only people with a lifespan of more than hundreds of years would have enough time and resources to set up a trap that would affect Ning Mingmei himself. Just like the world of immortals, they will only come to the human world because of the death of the emperor of the human world.
Ning Mingmei suddenly thought of someone.
"Old Seventeen and He Yin, didn't they go to the human world to inquire about the enrollment?"
Ning Mingmei quickly sent messages to the two people. But their avatars are always black, and the last time they were online was half a month ago. This gave Ning Mingmei an ominous premonition.
Finally, even though there was thought and doubt, the flying boat broke through the clouds and mist and arrived at the capital city on earth.
The capital city on earth is magnificent and even more magnificent than the several immortal cities that Ning Mingmei has seen. There are palaces and pavilions lined up one after another, and the nine streets and three markets are bustling with traffic. Ning Mingmei looked at it and frowned.
“The human world looks really prosperous!” Qi Mian Chengdao said.
The one who frowned at this moment was Fang Wu Yu. Ning Mingmei glanced at Wu Min and saw that he also looked thoughtful.
Qi Miancheng was not from the capital, so naturally he didn't know what the capital of the human world was like on a daily basis. But for Fang Wuyu and Wu Min, even though the capital city is a distant childhood memory, its true prosperous appearance has long been engraved in their hearts.
This place seems too quiet and too solemn. Although people were walking, there was no sense of prosperity.
Guan Min said: "This is a period of national mourning. This reaction is normal."
"Yeah." Fang Wu Yu nodded. Obviously, he was convinced.
Ning Mingmei's eyesight is very good. He glanced at every house. In addition to the black veil required to be worn during the national mourning, Ning Mingmei also found something at the door of every household.
A white flower, hanging on the door.
Is this also part of the national mourning?
Because of Fang Wuyu's relationship, the people from Qingji Sect arrived nearly a month earlier than those from other sects. Ning Mingmei and others landed at the royal post station. He took his time and put on his mask, covering the upper half of his face.
Guanmin quickly discovered Ning Mingmei's actions. She said, "Master Ning Feng, why are you wearing the mask?"
Ning Mingmei said: "I just broke through the Fusion Stage, and I jumped to a higher level. I will enter the Mahayana Stage soon. Therefore, the overly fierce thunder tribulation left a scar on my face. I don't want people to see this scar."
Guan Min asked, "Oh? What does the scar look like?"
Ning Mingmei remained calm: "The lightning shape of the tribulation is on the forehead."
You have a lightning-shaped scar, wear glasses, your mother and father are both dead, and you have learned a mysterious power. So you are...
"Brother Mingmei, what a coincidence, my jaw injury is also in the recovery period." Qi Miancheng put on the mask covering the lower half of his face, "We both wore masks, what a fate."
Guanmin was speechless. She had always suspected that Ning Mingmei was trying to find fault with him, but now, she wondered if she was secretly being shown off by a pair of gay men.
Let’s not talk about other things for now. As soon as they got off the flying boat, they felt the words "unprecedented treatment".
"What a long welcoming team."
Ning Mingmei first looked at the leader. Sure enough, he saw two people... no, three people.
The weak young man standing in the middle should be the emperor's eighteenth prince. Members of the royal family have been cultivating their bodies since childhood. In addition to the magic spells for cultivating immortals, they also have magic spells unique to the royal family. Therefore, they grow and age much slower than ordinary people. This child is the emperor's late-born son, born within the past hundred years. He looked frail and somewhat timid. Ning Mingmei really couldn't believe that this person had won the battle for the throne.
The man in purple on the other side seems to be the imperial teacher. He is the apprentice of the former national master and also an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. Ning Mingmei couldn't guarantee that he hadn't seen Jiang Heng's true appearance, so he deliberately wore a mask.
The emperor is in charge of politics and the imperial teacher is in charge of teaching, so the woman on the right hand side of the eighteenth prince is quite intriguing.
The woman was dressed in white, with her face covered by a veil. Her posture was graceful and elegant, yet there was a certain intriguing emptiness in her. She was on the left and right of the Imperial Master, and it was obvious that her status was comparable to that of the Imperial Master.
I've never heard of such a task in the human world. Ning Mingmei's eyes suddenly fixed.
He saw that the woman was wearing a white flower on her ear.
Just like the flowers on every household's door.
Qi Miancheng took the lead and greeted everyone. Ning Mingmei was observing from behind. When it was his turn, others started to flatter him before he even opened his mouth.
"This is Immortal Ning of Piaomiao Peak!"
"Ning Xianzun, I often hear your legend even when I am alone in the human world."
The Eighteenth Prince seemed to have expended a lot of energy just to speak a few words, and there were dark circles under his eyes. But obviously, he didn't know that the young man in front of him was not only the remnant of Jiang Heng, who was hated by the royal family of the human world, but also the heir to the property of Xinghuo Island and a fellow villager of Weng Xingyun.
If we only consider the background check, Ning Mingmei would deserve to be shot here fifty times. But now he came on behalf of the Qingji Sect and even more so on behalf of Piaomiao Peak, so the ministers around him could only respectfully call him Ning Xianzun, praise his efficient learning method, use the Internet he invented, drink the Sprite and Coke he launched, follow the lifestyle recommended in Xiao Ning's book, and secretly inquire about whether they could use connections to enter the Piaomiao Peak private school, or whether they could get a share of the many industries in Ning Mingmei's hands.
This is the world, this is Ningmingmei.
"I have long heard of your great name, Immortal Ning."
The Imperial Master's voice was indifferent.
When it was the turn of the woman in white, the Eighteenth Prince took the initiative to introduce her: "This is the Saint of the Crescent Moon Sect, Cang Ming."
Crescent Moon Sect?
Guan Min obviously spoke faster than Ning Mingmei: "When did the people from the Crescent Moon Cult appear in the royal family?"
Facing Guan Min's question, the people around the Eighteenth Prince quickly replied: "Your Majesty, you don't know that before this..."
"There has been a severe drought on earth for twenty years!"
Twenty years.
However, a monk's retreat can bring misery to a generation of ordinary people.
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