After Zhang Yu left Wenqi Square, he first went to Xuanfu to obtain the secret manual, and then returned to his residence in the academy.
After entering the door, he glanced at the basket above. Miao Dan Lord was still sleeping, and only the spiritual light on his body floated there like a nimble mist.
Once a spiritual creature fell asleep, it was normal for it to sleep for a year and a half, but this was also a necessary process for it to grow.
He went to the inner room to wash up, and then changed into a set of robes before sitting down in the quiet room. After that, he opened the jade box that he'd brought back and took out the jade slips placed within it one by one before pressing them between his brows.
After accepting everything in the inner room, he had a slight idea of what to do.
The reason why he asked Xiang Chun to go out to cultivate was mainly because of the great harvest this time. He had obtained a lot of Divine Essence from the statue, which was enough for him to cultivate the Seal of the True Embryo to the peak.
The next step would be to attempt to break through that layer of restriction and read the second chapter of the Dao.
As the turbid tide continued to recede, he felt that the conflicts in the protectorate that had been covered up in the past might not be able to be covered up anymore. The most intense collision was likely to come.
Under such circumstances, if he did not have enough ability to protect himself, it was very likely that he would be swallowed up by the whirlpool that was about to stir up.
Although Xiang Chun had shown enough friendliness and friendliness to him this time, and had even passed down the secret manual, he knew very well that Xuanfu's attitude towards him had not changed much. The most direct evidence was that Xiang Chun did not take him to see Xuan Shou.
Obviously, Xuanfu's schizophrenia had not improved because of this, and was still the same as before.
It was not difficult for him to imagine that Xuanfu would definitely use this matter to suppress the Army of God and not let them break free from their shackles. As for Xuanxiu, who had killed the God of Plagues, he would probably become the focus of everyone's attention in Auspicious Light City.
Rather than being disturbed here, it was better to leave early and go out to complete the most crucial step.
In order to ensure this cultivation, he planned to go to Beggis Peak again and use the remaining Divine Essence as much as possible.
Just as he was packing up his things and preparing to leave, a letter arrived from outside. It was from Yang Ying, using the name of his student, she wanted to invite him to her residence for a chat.
Zhang Yu pondered for a moment. This matter was most likely not thought up by Yang Ying herself.
It was probably because he had killed the God of Plague and was also Yang Ying's teacher. That was why the government had taken the initiative to invite him over to show their closeness. In fact, the person who arranged this matter probably had the intention of drawing both sides closer.
After some consideration, he decided to accept the invitation.
The next day, at the appointed time, he arrived at the government residence in a special carriage.
Yang Ying had been waiting in front of the door for a long time. When she saw him, she happily said, "Teacher, you are here."
Zhang Yu clasped his hands and bowed, "Yang Weiwei."
Yang Ying hurriedly returned the greeting and said, "Mister, let's talk inside."
Zhang Yu nodded.
Yang Ying led the way and the two quickly arrived at the flower park.
It was also Zhang Yu's first time here. The buildings of the government residence were mostly made of wood and stone, a fusion of several styles. It had both the grandeur of Tianxia and the solemnity and mystery of an ancient civilization.
Then, he looked at the back of the protectorate residence. There stood a tall platform towering above all the other halls. It was extremely eye-catching. This was the Summer Viewing Platform.
Rumor had it that as long as the fire here was lit, the beacon on Goddess Peak would light up and be visible from Tianxia itself.
This was the beacon tower that many people could not forget to topple. In fact, it was mainly referring to this place.
Yang Ying saw him looking there and said gloomily, "That is the Summer Viewing Platform. When we were young, my brother and I wanted to go there, but father never let us go. After my brother became a protector-general, he also didn't let me go and even sealed the place."
Zhang Yu nodded. He could understand. This place was too challenging for some people's nerves. The two protector-generals probably sealed the place to avoid unnecessary conflict.
The two of them walked for a while more and arrived at the flower park. The flowers here were flourishing and colorful. Just like the surface of the protectorate residence, it was still a scene of prosperity.
Zhang Yu could feel that in a brothel in the flower park, there was a Xiao Tong hiding behind the door and looking at them. He thought about it and guessed the other party's identity, but he did not expose him.
He didn't stay for long. After drinking tea for an entire afternoon, he left.
After he left, Xiao Tong came out from inside. His little face was full of admiration as he said, "Sis, is that Mr. Zhang? I heard that Mister Zhang killed the EsGod that killed Mister Wang and Mister Guo and brought him back. "
Yang Ying said proudly, "Amazing, right?"
Xiao Tong nodded and said, "I heard that the corpse of the EsGod is still in the square. I really want to go and take a look."
Yang Ying really wanted to say that she would bring him to take a look, but when the words were about to come out of her mouth, she held them back.
Ever since she led the troops to the battlefield, she felt that many of the things she did in the past were not appropriate. She just put her hand on Xiao Tong's head and said, "Be good."
Xiao Tong thought for a while and said seriously, "Sister, I want to invite Mister Zhang to be my teacher."
Yang Ying hesitated for a while. She could not come up with a good idea on this matter. She said, "I'll ask uncle when I have time."
The Yan Family Manor was located on a banquet hill 20 miles north of Auspicious Light City. There were stone walls built here, and it was heavily guarded by the Army of God all year round.
Yan Xulun had already received the news that Zhang Yu had returned. Furthermore, what he brought back was not only the EsGod that killed the EsGod that day but also the news of the God of Plague being destroyed.
In fact, the latter news was even more shocking.
As this news spread, Xuanfu's operation this time was like a very clever strategy.
First, they focused all their forces on the God of Plague and drove them to an altar. After exhausting most of the enemy's strength, they forced them to shift their divine power and completed the final blow at the southern altar.
With the elimination of the biggest threat to the granary in the north, the negative influence that Xuanfu had previously suffered was also eliminated. In the eyes of some radicals, compared to the results obtained this time, the sacrifice of these officials was undoubtedly worth it.
Xuanfu's reputation was currently soaring.
Under normal circumstances, the Army of God would not have any conflict with Xuanfu at this time and could only continue to wait for an opportunity.
However, a change in the past few days forced him to change his mind.
The Turbid Tide was receding.
He could not help but think, with Xuanfu's rise and the Turbid Tide receding, would they use this opportunity to instigate the Commissar and request for the Protectorate General to light the beacon and restore contact with Tianxia?
When he thought of this, a deep sense of fear emerged from the bottom of his heart. Although many people believed that Tianxia had perished under the Turbid Tide just like the powerful civilizations of the previous eras, what if?
What if Tianxia still existed?
When the beacon was lit, it would be the end of the Army of God.
Thus, the Army of God had to once again stand up!
Although the Army of God could not completely remove the restraints, it would not be a problem to try to fight for a limited amount of time.
He thought to himself, There's also that matter. I have to think of a way to speed it up. No matter what, I can't delay it any longer.
At this time, a servant came in from outside and said, "Commandant, we just received news that Zhang Yu has left the city again."
Yan Xulun's eyes were deep. Last time, he had not chosen to make a move against Zhang Yu, but in the end, Xuanfu had turned the tables. This made him realize that if he did not deal with Zhang Yu, the latter might bring even more trouble to himself and the Army of God.
This was no longer a personal grudge. Zhang Yu had returned from his meritorious service and was almost unstoppable as a "soldier". Moreover, given his attitude, he would definitely harm the Army of God.
At the thought of this, he made up his mind.
He said, "Go invite Almote here."
The servant became spirited. "Yes, sir!"
Before long, the sound of steady and powerful footsteps came from outside. Strangely, everyone present could feel the confidence and determination of the owner just by listening to the sound.
Yan Xulun turned around and said, "Almote, you're here."
The handsome man who walked in from outside was wearing the robes of the Army of God. He was more than a head taller than the average person and had a sculpture-like handsome face. His facial features and body proportions were almost perfect.
Anyone who saw him would think that all the beauty in the world had gathered on him. If humans were compared to the masterpiece of God, then no one who saw him would object to this statement.
He was Almote. Tianxia's real name was Ning Kunlun, one of the four marquises of the Army of God.
He was the first marquis of the Anren and the youngest of the four marquises. He was also the only one who had defeated the previous marquis in a fair duel and then ascended to this position.
Yan Xulun looked at him with eyes full of praise and gratification. He said, "Almote, do you still remember the origin of our Anren?"
Almote's eyes were full of yearning and longing. He said with a slightly praising tone, "Of course I remember!
We Anren were once the masters of the world!
We Anren are the direct descendants of the Sun God!
We, the An people, once built a glorious and great civilized country on this continent. It is greater than any other country that we know of! "
Speaking of this, his voice turned heavy again, "However, the conspiracy of the gods and the betrayal of the servants made us Anren fall from the sky to the mortal world. And Tianxia people took this opportunity to take away our precious knowledge, our land, our wealth. Now they also tell us that Anren are a backward race and barbaric aborigines. They want to cover up this truth forever, so that they can occupy everything that originally belonged to us with a clear conscience!"
"Yes, yes," Yan Xulun also sighed heavily, "Now, Tianxia people want to enslave us forever, but we will not be bound. For this idea, I need you to do something, to deal with a person. Can you do it?"
Almote said firmly, "In order to fulfill the dream in my heart, in order to let our Anren return to the sky, I am willing to give everything!"
Yan Xulun walked up and whispered a name in his ear. Then he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Go, I hope you can remember your identity. After doing this, come back and fulfill our common dream together!"
After Zhang Yu left Auspicious Light City, he entered Mount An from the boundless wilderness in the east. It took him ten days to enter the depths of the mountain.
When he passed by the geothermal hot spring, he stopped here for a moment to recover his state. Then he continued his journey. Not long after, he returned to the Ruins of God at the foot of Mount Begglis.
This place had not changed at all from the last time he left. The unchanging figure of the Goddess Peak still stood there alone. Time seemed to have condensed here.
He entered the Ruins of God and stood in front of the mound. Then he took out the Golden Ring of Sealing, undid the chain, and threw it in. Although it was difficult for him to absorb the weak origin energy below, this golden ring could.
After doing this, he sat down here, breathing in and out, making the final adjustments to break that layer of restraint.
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