The worst draw?
The Yan Emperor's elegant face changed slightly as he said softly, "Venerable, you are not joking, right? The worst draw. My Yanwu Dynasty is flourishing with Luck. For the past five hundred years, I have worked day and night to expand my territory. Since I ascended to the throne, I have not lost a single inch of my territory. I even subdued several outer region great realms that the Xuewu Dynasty controlled. The dynasty's Luck fell to rock bottom in my hands, then returned to its peak. Now, everything is peaceful. How can there be such a thing as the worst draw? "
Since the Yan Emperor came to the temple to draw lots, he had to be planning the nation's Luck. From the moment he ascended to the throne, his fate had become tightly tied to the Yanwu Dynasty.
The Yan Emperor's tone contained heavy dissatisfaction and some doubt.
Venerable Xu Ye said calmly, "May the Lord Buddha show mercy. A monk does not lie. Benefactor Wang, you took time out of your busy schedule to come here alone to offer incense and draw lots. I believe you must have sensed something. As the current Yan Emperor, you already come into contact with the supreme Heavenly Dao. Your intuition is right. "
The Yan Emperor's expression turned grave. After some thought, he asked, "How severe is this bad draw?"
"Seeing nothing …"
Abbot Xu Ye pressed his palms together and murmured softly.
Seeing nothing?
The Yan Emperor muttered to himself. Then, his expression changed drastically. Seeing nothing? Does this mean that the entire dynasty is going to be destroyed?
However, in the blink of an eye, he felt that this was somewhat impossible. The dynasty was flourishing now, with deep accumulations.
If there was a great calamity, even if the dynasty's Luck was damaged, it should not fall.
However, when the Yan Emperor thought about how unsettled he had been for the past year, the shadow in his heart hard to erase.
At the Yan Emperor's cultivation, he had the power of the dynasty's Luck. His intuition for the Heavenly Dao and fate was already very sharp.
Such a situation could not have happened for no reason. However, the Yan Emperor could not accept the dynasty's destruction.
The Yan Emperor's expression immediately changed, appearing conflicted.
"Venerable, is there a way to resolve this?"
A bright light flickered in the Yan Emperor's eyes as he revealed a hopeful expression.
Abbot Xu Ye shook his head and said, "Fate rises and falls. The cycle never ends. Everything in the world is destined. This is not your fault. The cause was planted one hundred thousand years ago. Then, someone forcefully stopped it fifty thousand years ago. It is impossible for someone to stop it a second time. "
The Yan Emperor felt stunned when he heard that. He did not believe it, feeling that the other party was just brushing him off.
One hundred thousand years was too far away. What time was that? That was still the era when the Black Dragon King wreaked havoc. How could the Yanwu Dynasty's fate be decided one hundred thousand years ago?
He stared at the other party and said, "Grandmaster, are you dissatisfied with some of the elders of the Imperial Family? Is that why you are unwilling to say more? In the past few years, I've actually been quite dissatisfied with the elders in the clan. In the past, I was restricted by the throne and couldn't do many things. Now that I'm about to abdicate, I can do whatever I want before I leave. "
Many of the older-generation experts of the royal clan were dissatisfied with the Hidden Spirit Temple. They felt that they were always controlled by others.
The Hidden Spirit Temple had deep accumulations, but the royal clan could not control it. They had tried to infiltrate it several times, but they had failed.
Hence, the royal clan's older-generation cultivators let the Pleasure Quarter Alliance grow, using it to keep the Hidden Spirit Temple in check.
Needless to say, this strategy was very effective.
In the past few thousand years, the influence of the Buddhist sects on the Hidden Spirit Temple had decreased significantly.
In the past, when Buddhism was at its peak, even the heir to the throne had to submit to Buddhism, requiring the Hidden Spirit Temple to recommend him.
Now, although the Hidden Spirit Temple's influence was still significant, it could no longer compare to its peak.
The Yanwu Dynasty's royal clan was practically independent, unlike the Tianwu Dynasty and the Shenwu Dynasty, which were controlled by the Universe Origin Sect and the Profound Heaven Holy Land.
The Yan Emperor's words hinted to Abbot Xu Ye that as long as he was willing to help the Yanwu Dynasty clear this calamity, the Yanwu Dynasty would be able to return the Buddhist sects to their peak.
It could allow the Buddhist sects to return to their peak. This was a huge temptation.
Abbot Xu Ye shook his head and said, "The cause and effect from one hundred thousand years ago was already set. Benefactor, there is no need to feel so conflicted. No one can avoid this calamity. The Yanwu Dynasty cannot avoid it, the Hidden Spirit Temple cannot avoid it, and the world cannot avoid it, either. The cycle of fate never ends. What does the Yanwu Dynasty count for before the world? Just treat it normally. "
The Yan Emperor felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was stunned. He understood what Abbot Xu Ye meant.
The Yan Emperor also knew that the cause and effect were set one hundred thousand years ago. Then, someone forcefully stopped it fifty thousand years ago. Now, no one could stop it. What was going on?
"I understand. Goodbye."
The Yan Emperor performed a cupped-fist salute and took his leave. Before he left, he looked at the worst lot in his hand. However, he did not return it, keeping it with him.
As the abbot watched the Yan Emperor leave, he sighed softly and withdrew silently.
Inside the hall, the golden image of the Kāśyapa Buddha shone brightly with a smile on its face. It was like it had seen through everything and was detached from it.
Naturally, Xiao Chen did not know what happened here.
After Xiao Chen tasted tea with Venerable Xu Yun, he saw that Pan Huang was still under the tree.
Before Pan Huang could play the Go stone in his hand, Sword God Su Hanshan was nowhere to be seen.
Su Hanshan probably could not stand Pan Huang's shamelessness and could not be bothered to play anymore.
Without the Sword God around, it was much easier for Xiao Chen to face Pan Huang.
Without any hesitation, Xiao Chen walked over with large strides.
"Little Brother Xiao Chen, you came at a good time. Help me see if this game can continue." When Pan Huang saw Xiao Chen, he invited him to sit down with a smile. This form of address scared Xiao Chen half to death.
In the past, when he was still a beggar uncle, he naturally didn't feel uncomfortable calling him that.
However, now that he knew that the other party was Pan Huang, how could Xiao Chen dare to accept this form of address?
In the Kunlun Realm, Xiao Chen had received the Saber Sovereign Medallion. It was also because of the Saber Sovereign Medallion that he comprehended the Saber Dao.
Without this Saber Sovereign Medallion, it would be nearly impossible for him to surpass Prime and leave the Kunlun Realm.
Pan Huang was like Xiao Chen's ancestral master. It was truly frightening for such a person to call Xiao Chen little brother.
"Senior, please don't call me that. I really don't deserve it. Actually, I am also from the Kunlun Realm. Senior Pan Huang should recognize this Saber Sovereign Medallion. "
After Xiao Chen spoke, he took out the Saber Sovereign Medallion.
When Pan Huang saw the Saber Sovereign Medallion, he did not feel surprised. He smiled faintly and said, "As you wish. However, I do not like others calling me senior. However, given your character, I believe that you will feel uncomfortable calling me Big Brother as well. I already felt the Saber Sovereign Medallion in your hand long ago. I almost forgot about it. "
After receiving the Saber Sovereign Medallion, Pan Huang revealed a reminiscing expression in his eyes. After some thought, he said, "Back then, it was really hot-blooded! For so many years. Nearly all the people I met from the Kunlun Realm are still alive. It seems like you are the only one who obtained my fortuitous encounter and walked out of the Kunlun Realm. "
"Senior, what exactly is the relationship between you and my martial nephew?"
Xiao Chen asked out of curiosity.
At the mention of Ling Yu, some regret flashed in Pan Huang's eyes. He said sullenly, "I have been roaming the world for the past few years. A few years ago, I accidentally saved him in a forbidden land. I heard that he was Ye Zifeng's disciple, so I came to Yan City with him, intending to protect him. Unexpectedly, such a thing happened after I left for a while. This child is really unfortunate. "
It turned out that it was not that complicated. The reason was actually so simple.
At the mention of Ling Yu, Xiao Chen could not help feeling sad in his heart.
However, headliner Ling Long's final decision still gave Xiao Chen some comfort. At the very least, it proved that bringing Ling Yu to the Soaring Dragon Great Realm back then was not wrong. He did not love the wrong person.
"Do you know why the Hidden Spirit Temple's people sought you out?"
Since Ling Yu's topic was somewhat heavy, Pan Huang changed the topic after returning the Saber Sovereign Medallion to Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "I feel that Venerable Xu Yun has something else to say. However, I do not know what the deeper meaning is."
Pan Huang smiled and said, "They probably want the old abbot to tell you that they sought you out for the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb."
"The Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb? However, I already promised the Ninth Prince. Could they be preparing to support the Ninth Prince's ascension to the throne? "
Xiao Chen asked, confusion flashing in his eyes.
"No, the Hidden Spirit Temple does not care who becomes the next Yan Emperor. They only care about the Ethereal Immortal Palace. In reality, even if the Yanwu Dynasty is destroyed, the Hidden Spirit Temple will not care too much, "Pan Huang explained softly.
"However, this time, we have to pay attention to it. To think that the First Prince allied with the Azure Lotus Church. If the Ethereal Immortal Palace really appears and the Wings of Time lands in the Azure Lotus Church's hands, the Hidden Spirit Temple will not be able to sit still. "
A brilliant light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. After some thought, he said, "So, they want to work with me, at the very least, to prevent the Wings of Time from landing in the Azure Lotus Church's hands?"
"Smart," Pan Huang praised softly with a faint smile.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
