Feng Hao climbed the snowy mountain. He did not use any power and only relied on his physical strength to fight against the wind and snow formed from the power of Heaven and Earth.
It was bone-chilling cold, like being cut by a knife.
The so-called scraping the bone to cure the poison was nothing more than this.
But from beginning to end, Feng Hao did not frown. There were Mystic Immortals beside him who had temporarily revived and died, trying to dissuade Feng Hao from giving up.
Or to stop him.
But … Feng Hao climbed the snowy mountain without any distractions. The only obsession in his heart was to pass through the door at the top of the snowy mountain.
Regardless, he could not use the power of the Universe of Wind here. Whether it was because of the fortuitous encounter or something else, Feng Hao did not want to stay here.
Of course, Feng Hao was also learning.
He was learning the trial method of the Ancestral Realm's temple, and understanding how the Realm Lord who created this trial ground did all this.
Feng Hao moved forward as he fumbled, and he climbed while understanding.
As his comprehension of speed deepened, he began to gain experience in using this kind of trial ground. His speed also became faster and faster.
Soon, he left those who had died far behind.
Feng Hao thought that he could wait until he left the Ancestral Realm to let Demon God Chiyou and Demon Marshal Li Renchou try this trial of ice and fire.
But …
The Universe of Wind was not perfected. Would it bring harm … Feng Hao could not guarantee this. But every great thing needed someone to take the risk.
He felt that Chiyou and Li Renchou were quite suitable.
They both had undying bodies.
…
Feng Hao reached the peak of the snowy mountain and stood in front of the bronze door again. The layer of ice and snow covering his body gradually melted.
The snow water turned invisible.
At the same time …
The snowstorm that filled the sky also stopped, but … in the middle of the snow, there were a few corpses that had been frozen into ice sculptures. Fenghao lightly sighed.
He turned and pushed open the huge bronze door behind him.
The bronze door opened.
At that instant, a group of people dressed in eunuch attire immediately surrounded him.
The red-robed eunuch said in a shrill voice, "Your Majesty, the hunt is over. Should we return to the palace?"
Your Majesty?
Feng Hao frowned. He turned around and saw that the bronze door behind him had disappeared. Behind him was a forest. Other than the eunuchs beside him, there was also the Royal Guard of Honor in the forest.
Was this a new trial?
Fenghao was incomparably shocked in his heart. This Deity Templar's trial was truly strange. After the Ice and Fire Polar Trials,
But this time, he was the emperor.
What was this test?
But since the content of the trial was for him to return to the palace, then … he would go back!
"Let's go!"
Feng Hao boarded the imperial carriage that was parked on the road not far away. He then drove back to the palace. The road was rugged and bumpy.
He sat alone in the Emperor's chariot while the other hundreds of people raised flags and walked. It was a very imposing scene.
By the time the procession reached the city gate, Feng Hao's expression flickered. Outside the imperial city, there were countless starving corpses and victims.
The victims' clothes were tattered, their hair unkempt and their faces dirty. Some children were even skin and bones from starvation. In contrast, his Emperor's chariot was filled with delicacies.
Roasted chicken, roasted duck, and fine wine. It was extremely luxurious.
"Get out of the way. His Majesty is on a journey. You unruly people appearing here and offending His Majesty. Can you bear the consequences?"
Pa!
A eunuch casually slapped his braid.
"Spare us … We don't want to offend His Majesty, but His Majesty, please … save my child. He was just born a few months ago, and his mother passed away. Now that there is a famine, my child can't take it anymore. Please do a good deed and give my child something to eat …"
Thud!
The skinny young man held a starving and obviously malnourished baby in his arms. He immediately knelt on the ground.
"Save your child? What about the others? His Majesty is not a saint. Now that the enemy is invading, the frontlines need food and pay. How can he have anything to give to you? If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for drawing blood … "
The red-robed eunuch's voice and expression were fierce. He was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
Feng Hao didn't want to intervene, but when he saw the skinny young man and the child in his arms, Feng Hao's heart trembled.
His eyes were slightly red …
That child … why was he so pitiful and suffering?
Children chose their parents in the sky. They saw the beauty of their parents and the world, but when they really came to the world …
What awaited them was the suffering of the world.
Some of the starving people on the road died of hunger, while others couldn't hold on any longer. When Feng Hao saw the tragedy of the world, at that moment …
His eyes were filled with tears.
He thought that there was no tragedy in this world, nor was there any pain or torture.
The eunuch saw that His Majesty's expression was a little ugly, and he was about to be ruthless. However, the moment the red-robed eunuch raised his whip …
With a thought from Feng Hao, the whip in the eunuch's hand flew out.
"Your Majesty, please calm down!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down!"
A group of people immediately knelt on the ground. Even the victims were trembling, and their eyes were filled with fear and panic.
Feng Hao got down from the imperial carriage and walked to the young man who was holding the child. He stretched out his arms to hold the child, and then said solemnly, "Open the national treasury for disaster relief! Open the city gate and let the victims in. Call on all the ministers and nobles to donate money for disaster relief. Those who don't obey will be killed without mercy! "
"Only when there is a home can there be a country. If we guard the gate, how can the people have a home?"
At this moment, Feng Hao was swift and decisive. He distributed all the food on the imperial carriage, including all the food accompanying him, to the people.
From the beginning to the end, he was holding the skinny child in his arms.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty … This commoner kowtows to you!"
Countless victims were moved and cried in pain. Their cries even changed the color of the sky.
Feng Hao fed liquid food to the baby in his arms, and his eyes showed the light of a father …
He also had a child.
He had also … experienced countless hardships.
But every child was innocent. They should not bear the pain that did not belong to them, so that their world … could still be good.
Feng Hao issued an imperial edict, opened the city gate, opened the national treasury for disaster relief, and counted the number of victims in the granaries.
The whole country used all its strength to provide disaster relief.
The natural disaster was heartless, but the great country was compassionate.
Countless powerful ministers opposed, countless nobles refused, and officials slacked … were killed without mercy!
Feng Hao became a tyrant. At this time, he seemed to have forgotten the trial and wholeheartedly saved the people in distress. He killed the powerful ministers who opposed him.
Those who scolded him as a tyrant and a muddle-headed ruler were also beaten into prison.
It was as if after a hunt, their emperor had changed into a different person.
…
Time passed … The disaster passed, and the entire national treasury was empty. There were only a few eunuchs, palace maids, and guards in the entire imperial city.
Autumn came, and no one swept the fallen leaves in the palace.
When Feng Hao, who had white hair on his temples, walked under the bleak palace wall, he suddenly saw a child standing under the palace wall with a tanghulu in her hand.
Vaguely, she looked a little similar to the baby he was holding before.
"If the monarch in my previous life was you … how good would that be?"
The girl walked towards Feng Hao, and her appearance changed rapidly, from a child to a girl, then to a young girl … and finally to a woman wearing an imperial crown.
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