Worried about the founder of the sect, Mo Fei did not ask him to stay. He personally sent Mengqi out of Zhixu Mountain and then sealed the world, isolating it from the outside world.
Mengqi's figure flashed and appeared outside the world where the ancient Fusang tree was. He saw the towering ancient tree with its two trunks supporting each other. Its leaves were like mulberry and seemed to be bathed in golden fire. The feeling of desolation, ancientness, and bloodlust permeated the surroundings, supporting a world that was not inferior to the real world.
Stepping through the gap, the ancient fairyland was like a painting, slowly unfolding in front of Mengqi's eyes. It was ethereal but full of the dust of time, decayed and dead.
Without stopping, Mengqi followed the details of Mo Fei and Huang Yao's deduction and came directly in front of the ancient Fusang tree. He felt the different aura of the two trunks. One was extremely heavy, and the other was extremely quiet and mysterious. It was as if the ancient emperors were standing side by side, looking down on the current era.
Cognition was reorganized, old viewpoints collapsed, and a new model was quickly constructed according to the surroundings. What Mengqi saw was no longer different. The ancient Fusang tree was like the skeleton of the heavens and the world, standing tall in the darkness and vastness. It connected the mulberry leaves and the universe, making the mighty people of the Legendary Realm seem unusually small.
Mengqi did not move forward. He stood quietly above the valley formed by the roots and branches of the towering ancient tree. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but they were all settled without a trace.
He stretched out his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and wrote a large golden character on the cliff of the valley,
"Yuxu Su Meng is here waiting for the Qing Emperor to leave a message at the current node."
The character was glazed, like a talisman to suppress the Monkey Sun at the foot of the Five Finger Mountain, solemn and sacred. But Mengqi just finished writing and turned to leave, as if the world of the ancient Fusang tree contained a fierce beast that was enough to threaten him. He did not consider whether there would be people who would come later to destroy it and prevent him from leaving a message.
Normally, there were all kinds of possibilities in the future. Even if the Qing Emperor would definitely come here five years later, it did not mean that the words written by Mengqi could survive until then. Most people would destroy and erase it by various means, without concealment or protection, which was equivalent to opening the door to a thief.
With Mengqi's current Legendary Realm and the ability to examine thoughts, he was naturally clear about this. However, he walked very resolutely and calmly. He was not escaping in a hurry, but was prepared.
Xiaosang had been guiding him to search for the whereabouts of the Qing Emperor and left a letter for him a few years in the future. She said that it was extremely beneficial for peering into the future, and Zhixu Mountain happened to deduce the time and place of the Qing Emperor's enlightenment. Moreover, the two kinds of destinies contradicted each other. If he still did not understand the mystery behind it, he would really be as stupid as an ox.
"Heh, no matter how good Zhixu Mountain is at deduction and accumulating for eternity, they are still far from deducing the Qing Emperor's Tao. I wonder which existence deliberately guided them?" Mengqi walked step by step and naturally came to the gap of the world of the ancient Fusang tree. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The Qing Emperor was the one who was the closest to the Nirvana Realm among the living Great Mediums. It would not be easy for Zhixu Mountain to deduce something related to him. It was most likely like peeping at him who currently had the Principles of Karma. Even if they had unimaginable strengths and corresponding treasures to be able to deduce something about the Qing Emperor, the matter of Tao's Tao would definitely involve the games and battles of the big shots of the Nirvana Realm. How could they peep at the specific time and place?
The mighty people of Zhixu Mountain who were obsessed with research and did not get distracted by miscellaneous things might not be able to detect the problem. But once he heard the specific deduction results, he would understand what was going on!
Since it involved the plans of the Nirvana Realm people, it was enough for him to complete his own part of the matter. He did not need to worry about whether the message would be destroyed or not. There would be others to worry about. If he was too responsible and got involved too deeply, he would only face unpredictable dangers of life and death!
At present, he was not strong enough to really get involved in the matters of the Nirvana Realm!
If he should retreat, he should retreat. If he should withdraw, he should withdraw immediately!
As for the benefits that Xiaosang had mentioned, he had already obtained them in Zhixu Mountain and had a certain level of understanding of peering into the future. She was indeed "honest". Whether it was Yue Ziqing's description or the specific situation of the "River of Fate", or the possible details of the future that Mo Fei, Huang Yao and the others had deduced, they were all "on point".
With a smile on his face, Mengqi stepped out of the gap with his hands behind his back and returned to Kunlun Mountain's Yuxu Palace.
Once again, he was deep in the clouds.
…
In Prince Jin's Mansion.
Yu Jinghua wore the clothes of a rough maid and was doing the dirty work. There was no complaint on her delicate face. Except for the bean-sized "sweat", it was full of concentration.
The Nanny in charge next to her nodded slightly and secretly praised her. This girl was really simple and honest without any tricks. This year, she did things seriously, followed the rules, and was hardworking. There was nothing suspicious about her and she did not bite off more than she could chew. Whether it was practicing martial arts, being interested in Jianghu, or creating opportunities to get close to the Prince, she did not do anything!
"I have to tell the director to increase her monthly allowance," the Nanny in charge muttered in her heart.
But Yu Jinghua was not as serious as she looked. She had been lurking for almost a year, far exceeding the bottom limit given by the Dominator, but the follow-up task had not been triggered.
There was no other way. There was Prince Jin at the Divine Demon Level in the mansion, and it was related to the terrible "Immortals" organization. She could only wait patiently and treat herself as a real rough maid. Her every move was not out of line. Even she herself seemed to have forgotten that she was a Samsara traveler from another world.
Only in this way could she safely lurk in Prince Jin's Mansion!
After finishing the work at hand, Yu Jinghua put away her tools and followed the Nanny in charge to the next yard. The rest of the work here would be done by the various daily mechanisms of Darkness Palace.
Passing through the Moon Gate, Yu Jinghua met the gardener who had just finished pruning the leaves inside. This was her teammate, Zhu Tianming.
When the two of them passed each other, they nodded at each other and casually chatted for a while. They did not pretend to not know each other because they were registered in the same place. Even if they entered the mansion from different channels, they could not hide this fact. The more they stuck to this matter, the easier it was to expose themselves.
In the eyes of others, they took it for granted that they were a model example of entering the mansion first and then introducing a group of people from the same hometown after getting a foothold.
As they chatted, Yu Jinghua and Zhu Tianming could see the anxiety in each other's eyes. But since the Dominator did not give them follow-up tasks, there was nothing they could do.
Did she really have to be a maid in Prince Jin's Mansion for the rest of her life? This thought came to Yu Jinghua's mind.
She had just separated from Zhu Tianming, and when their backs were still on either side of the Moon Gate, her body suddenly trembled and froze on the spot. Zhu Tianming did the same, as if their hearts were connected.
That long-lost and familiar voice sounded!
…
In the depths of the Changle Palace, in a deep secret hall full of prohibitions.
Countless rays of humanity gathered around him. Surrounded by many figures of emperors, Gao Lan suddenly opened his eyes. In the darkness, there was light, and the void shone, illuminating every corner of the hall.
Finally, he had enough Imprints of Additional Self!
Gao Lan looked cold and indifferent, but he could not help but feel a little emotional. He sighed softly.
It was not an easy task to combine two personalities with the help of the mirror of present life. The difficulties and repetitions involved were not something that could be explained by others. Through this, he had long understood "I am who I am". When the plan of Yan Ran's resurrection failed, he saw himself clearly and saw through all kinds of things. Until today, he had accumulated enough knowledge.
With his right hand hanging down, he held the Emperor's Sword at his waist. Gao Lan slowly stood up and stood proudly between heaven and earth. He said to himself in a solemn and affectionate way,
"A hundred years of suffering, a lifetime of vicissitudes, this heart will not change, this ambition will not fall!"
With a clang, he pulled out the Emperor's Sword. It was pale gold.
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