819 Night Talk
He shook his head slightly. The Meng family had always had a good reputation, and Elder Yun was well aware of it. Otherwise, the Holy Emperor would not have agreed to that matter. But now that the eldest prince and the other princes had been missing for many days, it was impossible to speculate about the contents of the palace's treasury.
He didn't want to speculate, thinking to himself, 'I need to defend my territory and not let my emotions get the better of me. Everything else can wait!'
He replied softly, "I have heard about this. I have also heard that the spiritual energy in the spiritual lands of many aristocratic families and sects, and even major sects, is thin, and the spiritual energy within the sects has also decreased considerably."
Even the Spirit Gathering Array could not stop the dissipation of spiritual energy.
I searched through ancient books for this matter and only found some fragmentary records!
I wonder if my friend Qilin Star has heard of this?
Qilin Star nodded slightly. Old Yun started from humble beginnings and fought his way up. Now he has great fortune, but some secrets are indeed monopolized by famous sects. They are mostly recorded or passed down by word of mouth within the sects!
"Elder Yun, although I have heard some similar legends from my master, the specific details are difficult to explain." Qilin Star pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke, "The dissipation of spiritual energy is often related to some major change in the world."
Moreover, it occurred a long time ago.
My teacher once said that perhaps this is some kind of omen, indicating that something big is about to happen.
A change of dynasty, or perhaps the rise of a great new era!
The struggle for power, whether paving the way for a prodigy or leading to the change of dynasties, often occurs at the same stage, making it difficult to determine who is right and who is wrong.
Just like during the time of the Holy Emperor, spiritual energy changed, dragon energy disappeared and then reassembled, thus establishing the Holy Emperor's prestige. After that, the spiritual energy became thin and never recovered.
Moreover, in ancient times, the spiritual energy was far more abundant than it is now. Back then, ginseng that was a hundred years old was everywhere, and even those that were a thousand or ten thousand years old were not difficult to find. Therefore, the formulas for pills were simple. Nowadays, it is difficult to find qualified spiritual herbs.
Therefore, in some spiritual places, spirit-gathering arrays are very important. Without qualified spiritual energy, many spiritual plants will wither and die or no longer mature.
For example, the same is true in the Fire Spirit Cult. Spirit stones are becoming increasingly important now. From ancient times to the present, spirit stones have always been the same, becoming more and more valuable, but also more and more scarce.
When it comes to inheritance, it's like a blood feud; there's no choice but to die, nothing else matters.
Qilin Xing shook his head and sighed, "My master only warned us that if the spiritual energy dissipates for no reason, it must be a sign of a great event, and that we should be careful."
Moreover, my master said that the weakening of spiritual energy in a sacred place is not necessarily a bad thing, as it may also weaken demons and ghosts.
Among demonic beasts, demon kings and demon emperors are rare these days, and demon emperors are even harder to find, which suggests a significant influence.
Elder Yun nodded slightly and thanked him softly, "I've learned a lot. In that case, I wonder what the scale of this beast tide, which occurs once every twenty years or so, will be like this time!"
Qilinxing shook his head slightly; no one should wait for confirmation on this matter.
As night deepened, the two old men, Qilin Xingyun and his companion, ate and chatted idly over several plates of roasted lamb chops and snacks, thoroughly enjoying themselves. Time, however, could not be held back.
Qilin Xing rose slightly, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said softly, "Thank you for your hospitality, Elder Yun. It's late, and I should take my leave. Elder Yun, is there anything you wish to convey?"
She chuckled softly again, "Spending so long in this border town feels like living in two different worlds."
Elder Yun also stood up and said with a smile, "Thank you, brother. Please wait a moment!"
I wrote a letter home gently. Although we could meet from afar by magic, it was still not as good as meeting in person. It was a letter home that could not compare to that!
Yunsu, my son:
Everything is fine at home, so don't worry. Do everything according to your own wishes. There's no need to worry about things in the capital.
Once the capital is stable, I will come to see you again.
Though brief, the letter conveys a wealth of meaning, bringing peace of mind to both parties.
Elder Yun presented a cup of refreshing tea as travel expenses.
Qilinxing accepted the gift without hesitation, bowed, and took his leave.
Stepping out through the collapsed door, the moonlight was bright and clear. Old Ma was eating happily, and the sound of snoring had already begun to fill the air.
As it galloped gently, the wind blew by, and the Qilin Star felt a sense of relaxed exhilaration!
As the tea slowly condensed in his hand and boiled, a tea leaf was added to the cup. The aroma of the tea filled the air, and Old Ma seemed to pause for a moment, just as he was about to speak.
Qilinxing downed the drink in one gulp, closed his eyes slightly, and entered a state of complete absorption, finding solace in a cup of wine and entering the realm of oblivion.
Old Ma looked at him with disdain and cursed inwardly, "He's not even human, he's such a stingy person, does he think I'll swallow him whole?"
I've pulled your carriages for three generations, enough to be your ancestor!
With a slightly greedy look in his eyes, he thought to himself, 'If I had the chance, I'd swallow your teacup!' His eyes were unsettled, and he was still angry. He quickly decided that he would have to eat two or three roasted lamb chops later to satisfy his craving and make up for it!
The carriage, however, moved steadily and slowly, disappearing from sight.
Old Master Yun sat upright on the stone bench. The moon was deep and the night was still. The wind swirled the clear clouds, and a wisp of plum blossoms bloomed faintly.
My mind was instantly transported back to my childhood, a past I never wanted to return to.
The family consisted of three people. As the youngest, I received a lot of care from my two older brothers. The happiest year was one when the weather was favorable and the harvest was good. Although those days were busy and tiring, I ate several oily rice cakes, which I will never forget.
Later, the harvest was poor, and there was corvée labor. As the youngest, I should contribute, but I felt guilty for the heavy burden on my family. So I could only perform corvée labor to ease their burden.
From that moment on, there was no going back. He left home young and never returned old; he could never go back.
Amidst the chaos, they were displaced and lost their homes. Later, they achieved success and searched again, only to find that the monsters had died in the chaos of war. Overwhelmed with grief, they felt a deep discontent with the world.
My mind was slightly shaken!
He felt a sudden dampness and murmured, "If it's just about simple food and clothing, why is it so difficult!"
I never imagined everyone would be like a dragon, nor did I ever imagine everyone would live to be a hundred. We are simply a family that has accumulated good deeds and is simple and honest, and we have managed to survive by having some surplus food.
If even this is difficult, then the Holy Emperor has killed too few people.
As time passed, we unknowingly returned to the time of the Holy Emperor. The aristocratic families plotted to besiege us but were utterly defeated, suffering heavy casualties. They were also more decisive, ruthlessly severing the branches of the conspiracy and preserving the majority of the victims.
Other powerful families did not participate, or remained silent and waited for the outcome before making any plans.
The Holy Emperor's fists raged on relentlessly, causing chaos and destruction. He wiped out all the powerful families involved, showing no mercy in exterminating entire clans and sects.
However, the matter of the branch was ultimately not dealt with decisively, because it was not entirely in accordance with reason, and some things that seemed true but were actually false were kept in the dark. In the end, nothing was cut off.
For a moment, Elder Yun recalled some memories, and spoke softly, with a sigh and helplessness, "Holy Emperor, I don't know when you will return. This world ultimately belongs to the strong. I can only govern this small area and cannot suppress an entire country."
I follow the rules of a sage emperor, showing compassion for the people. I do not seek a life of ease and prosperity, nor do I demand that everyone be like a dragon, nor that everyone live in perfect tranquility. My only desires are simple sustenance, and that kind people have shelter under an umbrella and a tree to lean on.
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