fifth form

Chapter 2328: People’s Hearts Dispersed
"Dongshan's luck has not been blocked!"

In order to check whether there are other items in the tomb of Emperor Luo Li, Zhang Xuezhou did not choose to leave immediately after obtaining the bronze turtle, but remained stationed in Dongshan.

He waited for a night, and the Luo Li Emperor's Mausoleum was destroyed to the point where almost nothing was left.

But Zhang Xuezhou never saw the golden light of luck floating again, nor did he dig up any other bronze turtles or other objects that gathered luck under the imperial tomb.

It was not until the sun rose in the distance over Dongshan Mountain that Zhang Xuezhou saw layers of sunlight spreading out, and countless golden rays of luck reappeared in Dongshan Mountain.

Everything was just as he had seen before, the imperial tomb in Dongshan was filled with good fortune.

Even if he follows the new emperor, Zhang Xuezhou will be influenced by the dynasty's fortune, which will in turn help his own fortune rise.

While rippling in the golden light of luck, even though Zhang Xuezhou knew that taking away the luck blocked by Huang Daoxian would have consequences, he would still benefit from the spread of this flood of luck.

The benefit is simply that active behavior leads to more, while passive behavior leads to less.

He emerged in the form of a three-clawed fish dragon, and like a giant beast, he devoured the luck in the golden light of luck.

Zhang Xuezhou was just thinking that he would definitely seize the opportunity this time to promote the changes in his body movement, so as to face off against Huang Daoxian in the future, when he felt that the light of luck seen by the three-legged fish dragon was not covering the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum as steadily as before, but was shining like light and flying in all directions.

As if the controlling device had been removed, or perhaps the center of the formation had been broken, the luck that had been blocked at Dongshan began to dissipate.

With the help of the physical form, Zhang Xuezhou can track the dissipation of luck and can also feel the disappearance of luck as it dissipates.

Just as ice melts into water, and water turns into steam and disappears, the luck contained in Dongshan also repeats this process.

Zhang Xuezhou opened his eyes wide and kept watching everything.

In reality, the way he practiced the art of transportation almost depended on the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum. Choosing the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum to practice stealing the art of transportation would attract Huang Daoxian, while not choosing the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum would mean there would be no place to practice. This contradictory attitude made Zhang Xuezhou's practice of the art of transportation unsatisfactory and he also lacked normal practice.

At this moment, Zhang Xuezhou's luck was shattered and dissipated, and he couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.

But after a brief thought, Zhang Xuezhou felt a surprise in his heart.

Although he had problems in practicing the art of luck, and his plan to promote the Eye of Luck was aborted before it was officially implemented, but the land of luck in Dongshan was planned by Huang Daoxian, and the more completely it was destroyed, the more serious the blow would be.

"The internal conflict between Zuo Jin and Zuo Luo actually triggered such a huge bomb!"

The changes in Dongshan did not come out of thin air, nor was it a coincidence that Zhang Xuezhou reached this point, but there were internal causes of struggle.

This is probably like the fight between Emperor Jing and King Liang, which eventually allowed the young Liu Che to ascend the throne.

The simple toolbox could not block the penetration of the golden light of luck, but without the copper turtle blocking it underground, all previous situations were broken.

Zhang Xuezhou was worried about gains and losses, and while he was thinking, he was also paying attention to the Dongshan fortune that he lacked the ability to control.

The brilliant light shone farther and farther away, carrying the golden light of luck further and further away, until he felt it was difficult to chase, Zhang Xuezhou shook his body and continued to move back to his body.

The golden light and darkness in his eyes disappeared, Zhang Xuezhou opened his eyes, and felt that Dongshan, which was illuminated by the light at this time, was no longer different, and became as normal as other areas.

"Commissioner Zhang!"

From a distance, Jin Shixue kept calling out and jumping over the deep pit to get closer.

"Do you feel that today's sunshine is very beautiful, warm and healing?" Jin Shixue shouted.

"I think the weather today is really good. This atmosphere makes me feel comfortable and all the fatigue from a busy night is gone!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at Jin Shixue who was approaching with surprise. Jin Shixue's performance in the continuous tomb exploration was average, but this was a comparison between Jin Shixue and Zhang Xuezhou.

If we exclude Zhang Xuezhou, who knew the inside story, Jin Shixue's performance was actually quite good. The other party had even sensed some of the effects brought about by the golden light of luck at that moment, which could be considered as his keen perception.

"You look good," said Zhang Xuezhou.

"No matter what treatment I received in the hospital, it didn't work. They wanted to seek high-end medical treatment for me, but I can't afford that kind of medical conditions," Jin Shixue said. "I didn't expect that when the sun shone on me today, I suddenly felt better. All the discomfort in my head seemed to melt away like ice and snow!"

"congratulations!"

Zhang Xuezhou clasped his fists in congratulations.

Jin Shixue's mind was clear and he felt refreshed, but Zhang Xuezhou was worried and had a headache. He felt that many things had become completely different overnight and it was difficult to grasp the main point for a while.

He looked at the Luo Li Imperial Mausoleum, which had been pushed down to a point where there was little left, and would leave as soon as the mausoleum was completely dug through.

"I heard that Commissioner Zhang has connections in the committee. If Commissioner Zhang could lend a hand to an old-fashioned person like me, I would be very grateful," said Jin Shixue with a fist salute.

"Why do you have such an idea?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously.

"I feel that the world is so big, I want to see a higher place." Jin Shixue said: "Shixue is asking for help sincerely. I will not develop my family, nor will I occupy power. If Commissioner Zhang is interested, Shixue is willing to follow Commissioner Zhang and follow the committee's footsteps forward!"

Jin Shixue only felt as if some belief in his heart was broken.

His past stubbornness and obstinacy now seemed ridiculous, and everything he pursued seemed like the dusty history, old and outdated.

His body was cleansed by the sunshine, and his mind was also cleansed. He no longer adhered to the idea of ​​restoring the nation, but thought about integrating into the big collective of the Red Alliance in order to seek a better future.

In a short period of time, Jin Shixue felt as if he had experienced a huge change in his thinking and his ideas had undergone drastic changes.

This change in thinking came so suddenly and abruptly that even Jin historians could not understand it.

But Jin Shixue was very clear that his change was related to this morning sunrise.

He used to explore the lost past, but now he wants to pursue the future.

"Think about it carefully. When you figure it out, you can come to Beirehe B13 Research Institute to find me!"

After Jin Shixue's explanation, Zhang Xuezhou's expression was extremely subtle. He did not expect that the decline of Dongshan's luck would bring about a change in Jin Shixue's thinking.

But Zhang Xuezhou couldn't be sure whether Jin Shixue's mentality was long-lasting or short-lived.

He agreed to Jin Shixue's request and suggested that the other party think it over more carefully so as to avoid being caught in a dilemma if he changed his mind in the future.

Feng Ziqiang, who was standing by, had a look of shock and anger on his face.

Feng Ziqiang was also nearly sixty years old. He could hear the meaning in Jin Shixue's words and was well aware that the other party was choosing his own options and had even turned to the Allied Nations Sequence Committee in front of him.

For a moment, Feng Ziqiang couldn't understand why Jin Shixue's personality changed after he recovered from his illness, and he no longer worked hard and tirelessly to support the group of old people and young people as he did in the past.

But if it was said that Jin Shixue had been bewitched, Feng Ziqiang did not sense it. Jin Shixue even insisted on the bonfire sacrifice last night and accompanied him to investigate the situation of the imperial tomb.

But Jin Shixue's behavior made him feel a sense of separation in his heart. Ever since he gradually took over the leadership of the group of old and young people from Feng Xiangyu, Feng Ziqiang has been working hard to set an example in Dongshan.

At that moment, he felt for the first time that the building was about to collapse. He felt that the firm belief in his heart had dissipated for the most part without him knowing when, and he felt more decadent in a short period of time.