Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Ji Mingyuan stared blankly at the scene in front of him, but still hasn't recovered.

His uncle is absolutely extraordinary, he is a monk in the late stage of Lianxu, and he is the highest-ranking member of the royal family. The magical power just now is no small matter. He called it a painting of mountains and rivers. With all his strength, he could even destroy the Great Xia Federation. in a small town.

However, this young and unbelievably handsome man managed to subdue his uncle so easily, and he was still doing it with ease.

Ji Mingyuan was shocked by Anle's strength, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

But looking at this face carefully, Ji Mingyuan felt that it looked very familiar, and finally said in surprise: "You are the person in that painting!"

An Le frowned, and asked in surprise, "What painting?"

In order to get to the capital as soon as possible, An Le rushed at full speed. It was less than a day since the last deduction, and the number of deduction has not been refreshed, and he is not familiar with the situation in the capital.

Ji Mingyuan suppressed the shock in his heart, and explained: "It is a painting among the relics of the late emperor, and it is hung in the ancestral hall of Ji's family."

"The first emperor didn't care about other things outside his body. He only cherished the painting very much, and he made a will. If he saw the person in the painting, he would treat him with courtesy and invite him to the tomb. At first, our Ji family would Copy this painting and spread it to other cities in the Great Xia Federation, so that they can also follow the late emperor's instructions."

While talking, Ji Mingyuan looked at An Le, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He looked around, and all he could see was a dead and deserted scene. The icy chill came from the deepest part of the bedroom, and a gust of cold wind blew through, and some icy scum formed on An Le's robe.

An Le's heart sank, but he didn't stop what he was doing. Instead, he continued to pour the primordial essence liquid, and released the innate qi to stimulate the dao pattern below.

Ji Mingyuan explained: "This was originally the late emperor's bedroom. The late emperor did not allow future generations to build a mausoleum, so he was buried directly in the bedroom."

But at this moment, most of the primordial liquid in the jade bottle was poured into the ice coffin.

Ji Mingyuan nodded, and asked cautiously: "Senior Wuxu, shouldn't he be from the Return Tomb?"

Tens of thousands of years have not made Ji Yunting aging. Her eyebrows are still heroic, but in that heroic air, there is a bit of majesty that belongs to the emperor, which is the temperament that can only be cultivated by holding the power of life and death all year round.

Ji Yunting said: "After all, this is an agreement between me and you, how could I break my promise?"

An Le nodded, and walked forward with Hong Yingxue.

Thinking of this, An Le couldn't help feeling a little distressed: "It's been so hard for you these years."

"You really became the Empress of Great Xia, I knew you could do it."

The more Ji Mingyuan thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. He felt that he had touched some romantic affairs in ancient times.

The two watched each other silently, and they could see subtle changes in each other.

Seeing this, Hong Yingxue couldn't help sighing: "Did a generation of heros end up in such a bleak situation?"

An Le said: "Don't worry, he doesn't have to worry about his life. After my business is over, he will naturally regain his freedom."

At the same time, taking advantage of the moment when everyone lost their minds, An Le had already entered the mausoleum.

Click!Click!
The solid ice around her suddenly shattered, and Empress Daxia in the ice coffin finally opened her eyes.

An Le couldn't help speeding up her pace and walked into the deepest part of the mausoleum.

"They have a natural sense of superiority. They are naturally superior and look down on people from other city-states. Even monks who joined the capital through their own efforts are regarded as second-class residents by them, even though there are places in other city-states that are better than the capital. , the people of Wangdu don’t even bother to study.”

I saw that on the ground under my feet, countless gorgeous dao patterns were engraved, emitting a faint light.

"What was that just now?"

Then, Ji Mingyuan walked all the way to the center of the capital. The monks and guards on the road let the three of them pass as if they hadn't seen them.

Although he has passion and ambition in his heart, he is hit again and again by the cruel reality until he despairs.

"Although there are many conflicts within the capital, it is still no problem to ensure the residents' food and clothing. However, in many city-states, it is not easy to just maintain food and clothing. How can there be any leisure to improve the system in the city?"

Ji Mingyuan said: "A monk who hated the late emperor tried to break into the palace, so the guards here are extremely strict."

It can be said that An Le is the pillar of her soul.

But at this time, the person in the painting actually appeared in front of his eyes alive like this!

Surrounded by the Dao pattern is a coffin that looks like ice and jade, and in the coffin lay a stunning and elegant woman, wearing a red-gold imperial robe, lying quietly in the transparent coffin.

Ji Mingyuan didn't feel proud because of this, but sighed, and said: "I traveled to various city-states, and my original intention was to learn from them the methods of city management to change the status quo in the capital, but...the more cities I have visited, the better I can see them. The more you have, the more hopeless you feel."

When Ji Yunting felt uneasy about Da Xia's current situation and no one understood her, it was An Le who pointed out the direction for her. Those pains and troubles could only be told to An Le. After spending lonely nights, a feeling of attachment gradually developed. Affection.

An Le was a little surprised, and said, "Have you been to all the city-states in the Great Xia Federation?"

He once thought that this will was just a wish made casually by the late emperor before his death, just to keep a thought, and it was impossible to realize it.

An Le smiled and said, "Friend Ji Daoist, long time no see."

It is precisely because of the promise with Anle that Ji Yunting has always kept his original intention unchanged, even in the face of huge difficulties and obstacles, he persisted.

"But don't say it's common people, even few people in the royal family believe that this kind of thing will happen."

An Le said indifferently: "Don't worry, I will make a move."

Perhaps, this is also the reason why the first emperor was never married and had no heirs.

When he arrived at the center of the capital, Ji Mingyuan pointed to a building in front of him and said, "The late emperor was buried there."

At this time, the monks guarding around the palace felt a chill in their backs, as if some kind of huge and terrifying will descended, which scared many people into a cold sweat.

They didn't speak anymore, but there was an unspeakable emotion sprouting.

In fact, Ji Mingyuan and his uncle would not have been able to detect his aura if An Le hadn't taken the initiative to reveal himself and wanted to find someone to lead the way.

The empress, who was so powerful for a while and was even called an iron-blooded tyrant, actually showed the posture of a little daughter at this time. An Le was still young and handsome in front of her, but she was afraid that she was getting old.

Her skin was as white as snow, and was set off by the red-gold imperial robe, making it even fairer.

He quickly said seriously: "Then, please take me to the mausoleum."

However, outside the bedroom, there were several spiritual senses with strong auras sweeping back and forth, all of whom were monks who had at least refined the void.

She gently raised a hand, and An Le stepped forward to hold it, helping her to stand up.

An Le's heart was pounding, and his perception just now was not wrong. In this seemingly dead ice coffin, there was still very little life left!
And the breath next to the vitality, An Le is very familiar with it, it is the pure innate energy!
He suddenly realized, and thought: "So, you have been waiting for me."

Ji Mingyuan expressed relief: "As expected, I have never seen senior's clothes in any city-state in the Great Xia Federation. Besides, a monk like Senior will definitely not be unknown in the Federation."

However, she did not wake up for a long time.

"It's like I believe that you will find me and meet me in the future."

"Could someone want to break into the mausoleum of the first emperor? But where is he?"

Ji Mingyuan's expression was gloomy, the gleam in his eyes was almost extinguished, and he sighed: "Besides, people from Wangdu...are so proud!"

An Le was stunned, filled with emotion in her heart: "I never thought she would never forget me."

An Le replied: "It's absolutely true."

However, he looked at Hong Yingxue and thought: "But, this senior clearly has a beautiful woman in red beside her..."

The emotional change in just a few seconds is really wonderful.

"It's here."

The building in front of me is more like a palace than a mausoleum.

"lets change a topic."

An Le didn't need to hide it, and said frankly, "Exactly."

"However, what is the relationship between them that made the late emperor so fond of his memory?"

"And maybe it won't take ten days for Shengcang City to strike at the capital."

The two of them didn't get along for a long time, but their fate was wonderful.

At this time, Ji Mingyuan suddenly remembered something, and asked respectfully: "Dare to ask senior's name?"

An Le's comprehension of the Dao Realm is not what it used to be, and he can see the meaning of these Dao patterns in an instant. He takes out the Primordial Liquid of Absolute Beginning and drips it into a few of the Dao patterns.

The furnishings here are covered with a layer of extremely thick and deep ice, showing the texture of glass, and the air is frighteningly cold.

A steady stream of vitality began to flow into the ice coffin, and the shimmering light flowed like water, reflecting the woman's face more beautifully and transparently.

"It turned out to be Senior Wuxu."

Looking at Ji Mingyuan at this moment, An Le seemed to see her former self.

The Primordial Liquid of Absolute Beginning is the most precious natural material and earthly treasure in the Great Desolation World. The vitality and spiritual power contained in it can support many underground city-states.

An Le took a closer look, and found that the bedroom was deserted, and the vegetation inside had died long ago, making it very desolate.

The structure of the palace doesn't look magnificent, it's even a bit simple. There are very few decorations on the beams, columns, steps, and corridors, and the style is simple, which fits Ji Yunting's vigorous and vigorous personality.

"If it's Senior Wuxu, maybe it can indeed change something."

Hearing this, Ji Mingyuan was not surprised, but his expression was even more gloomy: "I knew... even Yunjiang City has been destroyed, how could the people of Shengcang let the king's capital go?"

A bold guess came to Ji Mingyuan's mind, and he gasped slightly: "Could it be... a Taoist companion?"

However, An Le felt the cold wind, but her heart beat violently.

Ji Mingyuan guessed that it was An Le's hands and feet.

When they came back to their senses, they couldn't find the source of this ominous premonition, and when they went to see the late emperor's palace, it was still peaceful and peaceful without any abnormalities, which made them even more suspicious.

Even if it was just an ordinary compliment, it had a very special meaning in Ji Yunting's ears, which made her smile unconsciously.

There was a bit of tiredness and confusion in her beautiful eyes, and when she saw An Le, she suddenly woke up, first showing a strong surprise, then a little shy, and apprehensively using her spiritual sense to look at her current situation. Appearance, but also give birth to self-ashamed.

In this cold wind, there is an extremely weak vitality!

Not long after, Ji Yunting suppressed his chaotic thoughts, stared at the man in front of him with beautiful eyes, and said, "Friend Daoist An, I miss you very much."

Ji Yunting also saw the precipitation and transformation of Anle's temperament, and was filled with emotion: "I never thought that the future you mentioned would be so far away."

When leaving the palace and walking towards the depths of the palace, Ji Mingyuan quietly observed An Le's clothes and appearance from time to time, and thought to himself: "This senior is obviously a contemporary of the late emperor, and I don't know how long he has lived. His strength is unmatched. The test is also normal."

"This junior doesn't want to disturb the late emperor, so please forgive me for not being able to walk with you."

Only then did Ji Mingyuan heave a sigh of relief, and at the same time feel the unfathomable depth of Anle again. These methods are really extraordinary.

Ji Mingyuan naturally nodded in agreement.And he glanced worriedly at his uncle who was fixed in place behind him.

"This is……"

At the same time, Ji Yunting's eyes also became deeper, more restrained, and looked a little haggard. He tried his best to lead the whole country of Daxia to ascension, and won a ray of life for the people of Daxia.

This guess sounds bold, but it's not impossible. If it wasn't for the Taoist couple, how could the late emperor attach so much importance to that scroll and make such a strange will?

As the dao pattern burst into bright brilliance, the huge secret power went straight to the ice coffin along the pattern.

An Le thought for a while, and said, "Just call me Wuxu."

Ji Mingyuan shook his head, adjusted his emotions and asked, "Senior Wuxu, you said that Shengcang City will attack the capital within ten days, is that true?"

The planet's underground space is intricate, roads are blocked, and many city-states have cut off contact early. Under such circumstances, it is no small feat for Ji Mingyuan to be able to visit every city-state in the Great Xia Federation.

Ji Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, feeling unparalleled confidence from these words, which made him feel confident for no reason.

Lying in the ice coffin, she seemed to be floating in the clouds and mist, appearing quiet and mysterious, with a sense of sacredness that cannot be desecrated.

The deeds she has done are not much inferior to An Le, but in the process, she is bound to bear unimaginable pressure and setbacks.

Back then, An Le also admired this strong and self-reliant woman, and developed a little liking for her. Now, the feat of the whole country's ascension made him feel even more admirable.

Their relationship is also a teacher and a friend, but it is not just a simple love, but a more sincere and precious comradeship.

How lucky is it to have someone to accompany you on the road of working hard for the same ambition?

Not far away, Hong Yingxue looked like a shining light bulb. She stared at the two of them faintly, and couldn't help muttering in her heart: "One of them is the Queen of Daxia, and the other is the next emperor recognized by the Emperor of the Great Zhou. Isn't this a match made in heaven?"

"Wait, what about me?"