Time flew.
In the blink of an eye, five years had passed since the appearance of the Vermilion Fruit in the Great Qian Ruins and the battle between the paragons.
However, the impact of that battle did not subside because of the passage of time. Instead, it was expanding continuously!
The flames of war were everywhere in the North Region!
The various vassal states constantly clashed with each other, attacking cities and seizing territories. Within a year, there would be several changes in dynasties!
Under such frequent wars, countless lives were lost, their homes broken, and their families destroyed.
However, the Great Shang, Great You and Great Xia dynasties were eyeing covetously from the outside and the Great Zhou Dynasty had no time to care about anything else.
Furthermore, Ji Yaoxue had just ascended to the throne of the Empress and was a woman – she was the first in history. The imperial court was in chaos and countless monsters came out – chaos was beginning to appear in the Great Zhou Dynasty!
Thankfully, the Great Zhou Dynasty had been established for 10,000 years and had a firm foundation with a deep foundation – it could still control the situation.
However, some knowledgeable people in the imperial court could tell that the Great Zhou Dynasty would face a calamity in less than a hundred years if things were to continue developing at this rate!
If they were not careful, their 10,000 years of foundation could be destroyed overnight!
If anything were to happen, the calamity would be brought forward and could happen at any moment!
The Great Zhou Dynasty was already in trouble internally and externally!
This was a huge test for the current Empress of Great Zhou, Ji Yaoxue.
No matter how turbulent the North Region was, there was a secret place in the depths of the Great Qian Ruins that was isolated from the world and away from the hustle and bustle.
Bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.
For five years.
Two young monks and an old monk chanted sutras and paid respects to Buddha in this inconspicuous old temple every day. A little fox guarded by the side in a peaceful and serene manner.
The sound of chains could only be heard occasionally from the backyard of the grand hall.
This morning, a monk with delicate features walked out of the Sutra Chamber. Tidying his clothes, he pushed open the doors of the old temple and headed outside.
For five years.
It was the same every year on this day.
The little monk in the old temple was already used to it and merely raised his head to take a glance before retracting his gaze and continuing to comprehend the sutras.
Backyard of the grand hall.
The old monk had just paid his respects to an old friend and swept his gaze. When he caught sight of a burly man lying in the cemetery lazily, he suddenly said,
"Red-headed ghost, that lad's Inner Core has already been repaired. There's no need for him to come over in the future. He should focus on chanting sutras and finding a way to recover his Jin Dan..
"Ah?"
The burly man panicked when he heard that and jumped up. He didn't care that the old monk called him a red-headed ghost and shouted, "That won't do! I won't take up his time during the day. During the day, he can meditate on the things of Buddhism. At night, he has to come to my place to cultivate! "
"Besides, five years have passed, and he has been comprehending the scriptures all day long, but there hasn't been the slightest movement in his dantian. Even if he were to wait another fifty years, it might still be useless! In my opinion, learning the things of Buddhism is a waste of time! "
The old monk was expressionless as he asked, "Isn't it a waste of time to drink your blood?"
"Of course!"
The burly man said proudly, "After drinking my blood for five years, putting aside the fact that his Inner Core is healed, this brat's current physical body is much more terrifying than five years ago! Let the Jin Dan Spiritual Master outside beat him as he pleases! "
The old monk sneered.
The big man mumbled, "I don't care. He has to come to my place to cultivate at night. It's unknown if his Jin Dan can recover. Even you can't do anything about it. You can't waste all his time on that. "
The old monk frowned and glared at the burly man meaningfully, asking, "You must have other motives for being so concerned, right?"
"What motives can I have?"
The burly man patted his chest loudly and declared righteously, "I'm indebted to that woman back then. I'm not someone who doesn't repay her kindness!"
Pausing for a moment, the burly man's eyes darted around as though he had thought of something. With a strange expression, he rubbed his chin and said, "However, there's something that this brat has that's beyond my expectations. Now that his Inner Core has recovered, I'm going to impart to him something else from tonight onwards. Heh! "
"What is it?"
The old monk asked.
The burly man chuckled. "It's just a small trick that won't be presentable."
The old monk smiled gently and turned to leave.
He knew the burly man too well.
The more the burly man said that, the more complicated the trick was.
…
Below the Dragon Burial Valley.
A young monk stood there. Wearing gray monk robes, he had refined features and his palms touched the cold stone wall gently. His ears twitched, as though he was listening to something.
"Zimo, I'm here again."
"Sigh, Mr. Su's health hasn't been good all these years and his hair has turned white. It's partly because of your death and partly because of the citizens of Yan Country."
"I've learned a lot from him. He's a truly wise ruler. Unfortunately …"
The woman recounted everything that happened in the past year unhurriedly, as though she was chatting with someone.
The young monk listened quietly.
When he heard that Mr. Su's health was deteriorating, the young monk would reveal a worried expression.
When he heard something interesting, the young monk would smile as well.
One was at the top of the valley while the other was at the bottom.
Although the two of them could not meet, it was as though there was an invisible string that connected them, sharing their joys and sorrows.
Unknowingly, it was already noon.
All of a sudden!
A smug laughter sounded from above the Dragon Burial Valley.
"Hahahaha!"
A man's voice sounded. "It's indeed the Empress of Great Zhou! What a coincidence! I'm Si Junyu of the Great Xia Dynasty. I've been friends with you for a long time, Fellow Daoist Yaoxue! "
"Oh, right. Jun Hao who died in your hands in the ancient battlefield was my elder brother. "
Si Junyu laughed. "I've got to thank you, fellow Daoist. Otherwise, with my elder brother around, I would never have a chance to shine!"
"Empress, please leave first!"
Another man's voice sounded with a deep and powerful tone.
The young monk frowned slightly. The voice sounded familiar and seemed to belong to Perfected Lord Ming Ze, the bodyguard of the Empress of Great Zhou in the past.
The young monk felt slightly relieved.
With Genying Zhenjun protecting the woman, nothing should go wrong.
"Humph! You want to leave? "
Si Junyu sneered, "You won't be able to escape today even if you grow wings!"
"Perfected Lord Ming Ze, how have you been?"
"Ming Ze, today is the day you die!"
Immediately after, two other voices sounded with murderous intent!
Although he did not witness it personally, the young monk could vaguely guess that Si Junyu had come prepared and even invited two Genying Zhenjun to deal with Perfected Lord Ming Ze!
True enough.
Si Junyu said coldly, "Fellow Daoist Yaoxue, you're indeed cautious and only brought one person with you for fear of attracting too much attention. However …"
"Don't forget that this is the Great Qian Ruins where all sorts of people mix together and it doesn't belong to the territory of Great Zhou. It's impossible for you to avoid attention completely!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Si Junyu laughed. "How interesting. To think that the Empress of Great Zhou would take such a huge risk to come here every year on this day. Seems like the monster incarnate that died five years ago has a rather special relationship with you, huh? "
"I heard that the monster incarnate's elder brother went missing. You couldn't have hidden him, right? Hahahahaha! "
"What do you want?" The woman interrupted Si Junyu's laughter.
Si Junyu retracted his smile and said coldly, "Of course, I want to use your head to ascend to the throne!"
Bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.
The young monk's gaze was cold.
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