The scroll inside the imperial seal, as the biggest secret of the Yun Nation's royal family, did not disappoint Wang Lu. It indeed recorded information about the monolith. Moreover, it was what Wang Lu was most concerned about, the information about the builder of the monolith.
The information was very detailed. Not only did it contain the identity of the builder, but it also roughly described the construction process.
However, after reading this information, Wang Lu only had a series of curses in his mind. His mood was even worse than if he had not seen this information.
Because the builder of the monolith was impressively Yunkongjun himself!
How could there be such a ridiculous thing in this world? This was really preposterous! After all this hard work, using words to win three days of leeway, and then carefully investigating in the secret chamber of the royal palace, the final result was back to square one?
No, this was simply worse than returning to square one. The information on this jade scroll not only did not answer the previous doubts in Wang Lu's heart, but instead created more doubts.
What was Yunkongjun's purpose in doing this, that he did not hesitate to spend a lot of resources to build a monolith to suppress himself?
Could it be that before his death, he had a sudden inspiration and came up with some kind of perverted way to suppress himself?
With his bloodline and the frequent occurrence of perverted descendants, it was not impossible...
While he was still puzzled, King Yunyang said, "In addition to this scroll, the successive kings of the Yun Nation seem to have a legend that the monolith in the royal tomb must not be destroyed. Otherwise, there will be a disaster that is enough to overturn the country. In fact, the so-called suppressing the fate of the country is actually derived from this legend. Although the meaning of the two is not too different. "
Wang Lu sneered inwardly. The difference is too big! Suppressing the fate of the country? That was basically superstition like pasting the word "fortune" upside down, setting off firecrackers, and wearing red underwear. But if the monolith was suppressing an old monster that regarded everything in the country as floating soil, and had enough power to destroy the country, then that was truly terrifying!
However, how could the great cultivator who cut his way through the thistles and thorns in the Savage Land become an old monster that could threaten the survival of the whole country?
Moreover, according to the records, Yunkongjun at his peak was only at the peak of Nascent Soul Realm at most. Using a secret technique, he could barely have the power of a Deity Transformation Realm cultivator and could be considered a pseudo-Deity Transformation Realm cultivator. Generally speaking, the lifespan of a Pseudo-Soul Formation cultivator was more than a thousand years. However, he was already in his later years when he founded the Yun Nation. More than a thousand years later, his lifespan should have come to an end! At the very least, it shouldn't be able to jump around in the royal tomb!
Wait a minute … In the royal tomb …
Thinking of this, Wang Lu finally had a flash of inspiration.
"So that's how it is. It's not that he has a special longevity secret, but the Yunkongjun suppressed by the stele has already lost his humanity."
Advancing from the Nascent Soul Stage to the Divine Transformation Stage was a very harsh test for a cultivator's Dao Heart and Primordial Spirit. If a cultivator could not overcome this obstacle, it was very likely that his Dao Heart would collapse under the influence of the Heart Devil, and his temperament would change drastically. He would then do something that would anger both men and gods, and then be attacked by a group of people and die without a burial place. And Yunkongjun might have suffered an internal injury when he was trying to break through to the Divine Transformation Stage, causing the Heart Devil to grow. Later, although he was already nearing the end of his lifespan, he was afraid that the Heart Devil would take over his body and commit a heinous crime, so he built the stele to suppress himself.
But how could it be that easy to suppress a Divine Transformation Stage devil? Especially since the Yun Nation was only a mortal nation. After Yunkongjun died, most of his descendants were mortals. Even if they had the aptitude to cultivate, they were only mediocre and far from the Nascent Soul Stage. If Yunkongjun wanted to suppress himself, he would have to borrow some external force.
Wang Lu continued to look at the scroll, connecting it with what he knew before. Finally, he found more clues from the hidden words.
The stele that Yunkongjun built was indeed connected to the fate of the nation. He used the most brilliant method that he mastered when he was alive to control the Fengshui of the Yun Nation. Then, he connected it with the spiritual energy of the earth veins and transferred it into the stele, turning it into a suppressive force.
In simple terms, if the Yun Nation was peaceful and prosperous, then the suppression of the stele would be as stable as Mount Tai. But if the Yun Nation's king lost his virtue, leading to the collapse of the nation, then the monster inside the stele might break out of the ground.
Perhaps in Yunkongjun's view, a king who lost his virtue and his nation did not need to exist … In fact, for many great cultivators, dealing with mortal affairs was just that cold and ruthless.
But in short, another puzzle in Wang Lu's mind was solved.
How could a stele that was used to suppress a Divine Transformation Stage devil, a stele that had stood for thousands of years, be corroded by a mere pool of pus?
Because before this, King Yunyang's act of slaughtering the villagers of the Fog Spring Village made him completely lose the virtue that a king should have, which immediately caused the stele to suffer a fundamental damage.
The corpse driving dwarf might not know about Yunkongjun, but his act of luring King Yunyang to lose his virtue was really a lucky hit.
After thoroughly analyzing the current situation, Wang Lu suddenly felt that this was a fucking desperate situation.
All the secrets had been solved, but there was no clue as to how to solve the problem. King Yunyang's loss of virtue was real, and the massacre on the Fog Spring Mountain had gradually had an impact. In this context, the damage to the stele was basically irreversible — although it would not get worse in a short period of time, there was still a remnant of the binding force on Yunkongjun, which made it impossible for him to completely get rid of it — and without the constraint of the stele, Wang Lu simply could not do anything to a devil that was close to the Divine Transformation Stage.
After thinking about it, Wang Lu always felt that there was a blockage in front of him. There was a vague clue in his heart, but it was still vague.
However, the difficulties encountered in this kind of reasoning were common, so Wang Lu was not in a hurry. After bidding farewell to King Yunyang, he strolled around the palace as if it was his own courtyard.
There were still more than two days of buffer time, so there was no need to be in such a hurry. Not to mention that in this immortal dreamland, it did not matter if he failed the first time. Wang Lu was not arrogant enough to think that he was omnipotent — in any case, Aya was not by his side, so it did not matter if he lost once or twice.
While thinking, Wang Lu unknowingly went to the palace of Princess Yunyue. Because of King Yunyang's previous request, the palace guards did not dare to stop him, allowing a grown man like him to enter the lady's boudoir.
When Wang Lu returned to his senses, he had already arrived at the bedside of Princess Yunyue. When he saw the Princess again, it was obviously late at night, but she was awake. Her pair of unusually big eyes were quietly watching him.
"I'm going to die, right?"
Under the corrosion of the poison, although the Princess' appearance had degenerated to the point that she had lost the appearance of an ordinary person, her voice was still light and sweet, but now it seemed very weak.
Wang Lu laughed in spite of himself. "Yes, you're going to die, but why do you sound happy?"
Although Princess Yunyue was good at hiding her feelings, in front of a peak Xudan Stage cultivator, it was difficult to hide the true thoughts in her heart. Resuscitation, realizing that the vitality in her body was about to run out, Yunyue felt somewhat relieved.
"Because, if I die, father will not make the same mistake again." Yunyue smiled softly. "Father is actually a very kind and generous person, but when it comes to my mother and me, he is always prone to go to extremes. I know that this is not his fault, but I don't want him to make the same mistake again. "
Wang Lu asked with some surprise, "You have such a high level of awareness? At such a young age, you have already disregarded life and death. Little girl, you have a promising future. "
Yunyue's expression was somewhat gloomy. "How can I disregard life and death? Of course, I hope that I can live a long life, be healthy forever, and even be young and beautiful forever. But, if I can't control my emotions at this time, what will father do? He is under more pressure than I am, shouldering more arduous responsibilities, and I can't add more pressure to him. "
The more Wang Lu listened, the more surprised he became. The girl in front of him, who had become deformed under the erosion of the highly toxic poison, seemed to be faintly shining.
"But the things I can do are still too little. I have tried my best to oppose the matter of the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood, but father still insists on going his own way, so I think that perhaps if I die like this, he can really be free."
Wang Lu said, "Don't you think that after you die, he will directly give up on the treatment? After losing all his relatives, it is not strange for him to do anything. "
"So, Elder Brother Immortal, can I ask you for a favor?"
Wang Lu once again laughed in spite of himself. "Big Brother Immortal … Very well, for the sake of you calling me Big Brother, tell me about it first."
"After I die, please help father forget me. I heard that Immortal Immortals have spells to make people forget their worries, can you … make him forget the existence of me and mother? Father is actually still very young, if he marries another queen, there is still time to continue the royal bloodline, but he has always been obsessed with the past, and has always been unwilling to accept a new woman. "
Wang Lu sighed, but could not help but nod. "Child, you are really a whimsical child, but from your point of view, this is indeed a brilliant and effective method. I do have a spell that can make mortals forget their worries. Those cultivators can't use spells to affect the king at will, and the rules can't restrict me either. However, the focus of the conflict now is not your father's personal life, but … "
Before he finished speaking, Wang Lu suddenly had a flash of inspiration. At this time, his gaze once again fell on Princess Yunyue, and he increasingly felt that although this girl looked like an alien, her heart was more like a human than most people.
Perhaps she had only grown up in the palace and had not seen the dangers of the world, but the naive kindness would not appear cheap because of this. Kindness was kindness, virtue was virtue, and experiencing vicissitudes of life was never a reason to do evil. In the eyes of Wang Lu, this Princess Yunyue had become the key to reversing the situation.
"Well, I think I have a perfect solution to all the problems at present."
Princess Yunyue blinked curiously, wanting to speak but unable to open her mouth. At this time, she did not have the strength to speak for a long time.
Wang Lu, of course, saw her doubts, but did not immediately answer. Instead, he patted her forehead. "You rest first. Tomorrow at the latest, everything will be clear."
With that, Wang Lu left the Princess's bedroom and once again woke up Prince Yunyang who had just fallen asleep.
"Don't sleep, prepare a few things for me. I want you to accompany me before noon."
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