Turning misfortunes into good fortune starts with seizing the direct descendants in Kowloon.

Chapter 263: The method of resurrecting Mr. Qi, the whereabouts of the ascension platform, and the letter for help from the Golden Crow Princess
Chic courtyard.

The morning dynasty has ended long ago and it is already noon.

The winding path leads to a quiet place, and the sounds gradually become quieter.

The boudoir is paved with earth dragons that consume countless charcoal. The early autumn air in the room is still as warm as spring. The air is filled with the smell of sandalwood, rouge and gouache, and the faint scent of a woman's body.

Lu Mingyuan's upper body was naked, holding the body beside him that was crawling and breathing, looking at the palm of his hand in trance.

original.

Drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman, he wakes up and holds the power of the world.

It is this feeling.

Even though I feel happy physically and mentally, I can't help but feel some worries in my heart at the same time.

When a person has enough things, he will be afraid of losing them.

Yang Yingchan sighed and explained: "It's all because of my own fault."

Lu Mingyuan looked into her eyes and shook his head: "Sooner or later I will return you a wedding, so you can rest assured."

"As for King Zhenbei, you can meet him if you want. There is no need to have any worries because of me."

"Well"

Kowloon seizes the legitimate son, or a python swallows a dragon, which one is not a dangerous thing? I haven't survived it all, so what is there to be afraid of in the six countries?
Lu Mingyuan looked at the falling maple leaves outside the window, his eyes flashing continuously.

"Women born in my Yang family all have this strange disease. Once their martial arts cultivation reaches the middle level of the fifth level, they will slowly stagnate and their meridians will tend to shrink."

"Give me your hand."

Lu Mingyuan's serious words made people's hearts melt when they heard them.

She felt like she was trouble.

Facing Lu Mingyuan's proposal, Yang Yingchan was undoubtedly very excited.

"The King of Zhenbei will go to Beijing to report on his duties soon. Do you want to meet him? After all, you and your daughter have not seen each other for more than 20 years."

Yang Yingchan was very lucky that the person she met was Lu Mingyuan and not someone else.

It seemed that Lu Mingyuan had already figured out a way out for him.

"Now, should I call you Your Majesty?"

"I am satisfied to be able to serve the Holy Lord like a vine. If my father knew about the current relationship, wouldn't it be very difficult for the Holy Lord?"

Just like myself now, I already have too many reasons not to lose.

At a certain moment, on top of the brocade, the woman who was sleeping curled up because of exhaustion suddenly woke up, turned over and sat up, her face was indescribably rosy.

This is simply a gift from God, as if the hardships she endured in the first half of her life will be rewarded with blessings in the second half of her life.

On the side of the couch, how can you allow others to snore?
With the help of destiny, the Six Nations are certainly on the rise. There are wilderness and holy ghosts outside the borders, but they are the same. They have help from all sides, and their current strength is stronger than before. How can they lose.

When the cultivation level rises, the power of Qi and blood can be fed back, the cultivation qualifications can be improved, and the cultivation speed of others can be increased.

Lu Mingyuan held Yang Yingchan's wrist domineeringly, frowning from time to time.

I was deeply moved.

"I think it's just that my father has a very hot temper. I'm worried that he will offend the Holy One."

She called softly, her voice weak.

Lu Mingyuan glanced at her and said softly: "You can shout whatever you want."

Since entering Beijing at the age of eight, she has never seen her father's face again.

"There is no need to hide the relationship between you and me."

"why?"

"Actually, I was already at the master level a few years ago, but now I am not as good as before and my level is stagnant."

Lu Mingyuan let go of his hand and said to himself: "It stands to reason that under the influence of my constitution, your cultivation level should not be able to remain motionless. Is there something hidden?"

His Taotie body is an excellent dual cultivation holy body. When his cultivation level is low, it can absorb the essence of high-level monks to improve his cultivation level.

When she was in the cold palace, even though the two had been together for a long time, she never dared to make this relationship public for fear of being poked in the back.

Compared with the eldest prince Lu Changfeng, Lu Mingyuan could not be any kinder to her.

He felt his wrapped arms getting tighter.

We can only communicate by letter every year.

Yang Yingchan hesitated to speak, which made Lu Mingyuan frown.

Hearing this, Yang Yingchan's eyes showed emotion.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yingchan asked confused.

The King of Zhenbei loved his daughter so much. If he knew that the beauty hidden in the golden house, she was a dignified Princess Zhao, she would actually act like this.

It seems that after becoming an emperor, Yang Yingchan was completely relieved and recognized him, and no longer had to worry about any rumors.

Yang Yingchan had tears in her eyes and smiled slightly.

"Oh?"

This was the first time Lu Mingyuan had heard of such a disease. He thought for a while and guessed, "Maybe what kind of constitution is this?"

Judging from his extensive knowledge, the so-called strange disease must be some kind of talent that has not yet been discovered.

"do not know."

Yang Yingchan was quite confused. She had obviously never heard of a physique like this.

Without saying a word, Lu Mingyuan used his martial arts skills to open a bridge between heaven and earth in his Dantian, and injected a ray of power from heaven and earth into Yang Yingchan's body to check the details.

The power of heaven and earth brings vitality and turbidity, and all things in nature follow it. Under its illumination, no matter how many abnormalities there are, there is no escape.

soon.

Lu Mingyuan discovered that there was a blur of white mist at the sea of ​​​​consciousness in Yang Yingchan's brainstem.

"Is it because of this thing?"

Lu Mingyuan did not act rashly, but kept guessing what it was.

The white mist exuded a faint coercion, driving Lu Mingyuan's consciousness out of Yang Yingchan's sea of ​​consciousness.

This scene can be said to surprise him.

Could it be the reincarnation of some great power?

"His Majesty."

In just a short while, Yang Yingchan's face turned pale and she covered her head, as if she was suffering a lot.

"This matter cannot be rushed. We will wait until we see King Zhenbei."

Lu Mingyuan comforted the other party and said softly.

"Before that, let's get out of the palace and get some fresh air."

There are hundreds of shops in the inner city with a dazzling array of products.

It was crowded and lively.

It seems that the people in the capital have not become depressed and negative because of the change of throne and the death knell of war. They can still live their lives and continue their lives.

A man and woman whose appearance was concealed were walking on the street.

The woman kept looking at the various hairpins and precious jade, with excitement and joy in everything she looked at.

Lu Mingyuan glanced at the bracelet on his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

This is a face-covering jade bracelet that allows others to see that the person wearing it has an ordinary face.

It was Yang Yingchan who requested it, saying that if she really wanted to travel, it would be bad if her whereabouts were exposed, so she could just pretend to be an ordinary person.

To be honest, no problem.

After all, with Yang Yingchan's appearance, if she goes out on the street, she will definitely turn heads.

She is said to be the most beautiful woman in Dayan. How can there be any controversy?

But who would have thought that the dignified Princess Zhao would enjoy shopping like a little girl.

It's not her fault, after all, she hasn't been out on the streets for a long time, and everything she sees is new. It's not that she hasn't seen these things before, but this feeling is the most memorable.

"Your Majesty, Chen Ke is asking for an audience."

Just when Lu Mingyuan was resting under a luxurious pavilion, news from a woman reached his ears.

When the emperor travels, he must inspect all directions.

To the east, west, north and south, there are people from the Ming Deng Division and Ouchi experts, lurking in the crowd.

Lu Mingyuan discovered that the woman who reported the news happened to be the heroine whom he had conferred as the number one master in the field.

He smiled softly and said, "Pass it on."

Chen Ke must be looking for something big.

In today's morning meeting, he initially decided on the cabinet members, including Su Youhuai, Shen Yuanxi, Wang Hefu, Chen Ke and others.

Most of them don't need to have bachelor's degrees or qualifications. In terms of ability and knowledge alone, they are already some of the most virtuous talents in the world.

Lu Mingyuan glanced at Yang Yingchan who was trying on clothes, and after giving some instructions, he came to the agreed restaurant.

A scholar in white Confucian shirt poured tea. He had been waiting for a long time. It was Chen Ke.

He was naturally handsome and handsome, but now he has gained enlightenment in Wenyuan Pavilion and systematically compiled works on the study of mind. In addition, he has been influenced by the past books for a long time. To say that he looks like a great talent from the south of the Yangtze River is no problem at all. When Chen Ke saw Lu Mingyuan, he first bowed his hands and saluted, and reported seriously: "I have met the Holy One, and I already have a clue about what His Majesty has entrusted to me."

Even though he was already half the founder of Xin Xue and could be called a great Confucian, he treated Lu Mingyuan as humbly as a minister.

Hearing this, Lu Mingyuan's eyes lit up and he said in a somewhat excited tone: "Have you found a way to resurrect Mr. Qi?"

Since he returned to the capital, he has been looking for a way to resurrect Qi Xingyan, but the news he got was not good.

Either a monk with a high level of cultivation must use his own life as a guide to perform the method of summoning souls, or it can only be used by monks with a low level of cultivation.

In conclusion.

Using Taoist methods, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to resurrect a sage!

Qi Xingyan's cultivation level is too high.

To resurrect him requires a very high price.

At least one high-ranking third-level power needs to be sacrificed.

The question is, how could there be a monk above the Thirteenth Realm willing to sacrifice his life to help him?
Anyone who has cultivated to the level of Bodhisattva, Immortal, or Saint is not a famous figure in the world.

Will they sacrifice their lives in order to resurrect a saint?
Obviously not.

Now, Chen Ke claimed that he had found another way. How could he not surprise Lu Mingyuan?

"Your Majesty, don't be too happy. I read all the classics and found such a feasible method from millions of books."

Chen Ke's expression didn't seem relaxed.

"You said."

Lu Mingyuan restrained his excitement and listened carefully.

Chen Ke moved his breath, stretched out his fingers, and showed Lu Mingyuan a picture using tea as a painting.

"As early as the age of mythology, there was a dynasty that has now disappeared. It was ruled by a young and promising emperor. During his tour of the south, he met the love of his life among the people and married her as his queen. However, this The passionate relationship was soon ended by an assassination attempt by the enemy. The young emperor was devastated by the death of his wife. "

"In order to resurrect his wife, he tried every means available at the time. He even invaded the temple at that time, plundered the temple's ascension platform, and forcibly used the terrifying power of the ascension platform to reshape the queen's body."

"At the same time, they rebelled against Tiangang and used the luck of the entire dynasty as a sacrifice to summon souls to heaven. In the end, the queen was indeed resurrected, but the entire dynasty was also destroyed. When troubled times came, the queen learned everything and felt quite guilty. In order to save the people, he finally sacrificed himself and died. But when the young emperor learned the news, he fell into the inner demons, gave up on himself, and was finally cursed by heaven and never reincarnated. "

After telling the story, Chen Ke's expression became serious, and he took a deep breath and said: "So, in order to resurrect Mr. Qi, he first needs to get a lot of blessings from destiny and luck to summon the soul from heaven and exchange for his soul body. ”

"Then, we have to find the last ascension platform of the human race and rebuild our body!"

Chen Ke's expression was solemn, as if he was telling an almost impossible thing.

"Only in this way can we truly be resurrected."

Lu Mingyuan had finished listening, he thought.

This method is much simpler than finding a saint and a Bodhisattva and sacrificing yourself.

Both conditions are particularly stringent, but the specifics still depend on how to do it.

"Destiny and destiny. Ascension platform."

Lu Mingyuan murmured softly, thinking about the possibilities.

Destiny and luck are easy to handle, and now the Heavenly Path has just sent down six paths of destiny and luck.

If we can take away a few of them, we might be able to meet the requirements.

The most difficult thing to do.

Instead, it’s an ascension platform.

Tens of thousands of years have passed and the Ascension Platform has disappeared. Is there no one in Middle-earth looking for it?

There must be some, Dao Alliance bosses like Lunri Tianjun must be looking for the place to go to the Ascension Platform.

But in the end, no one found it, and the ascension platform is still missing.

"Do you have any clues about the whereabouts of the ascension platform?"

Lu Mingyuan chose to ask Chen Ke directly.

Chen Ke sighed and said: "Every day every year, the three religions are looking for the whereabouts of the Ascension Platform, but no one can find it. During the battle to ascend to the gods in the medieval era, a human monk whose strength was comparable to that of the Tao Ancestor named Wan Jie "Tianzun."

"This man has great supernatural powers. He comes from the age of mythology, but he has stood on the side of the human world. He has lived for tens of thousands of years. He has single-handedly killed ten demons and true gods with unrivaled combat power, and shattered three demon clans. The Ascension Platform, the last Ascension Platform, disappeared at that time. Some people said that it fell in the Middle-earth world, but no one could find it. "

"Huangshazhou was also a place favored by fairies in the Middle Ages. Many ascension monks would choose this place to ascend. It is rumored that the capital of the Great Frost Dynasty still retains the remains of the ascension platform, but in fact, it is some ruins, just a place of mourning."

"The second piece of news is that five hundred years ago, there was news about the whereabouts of the Ascension Platform in Nanhan Continent. It turned out to be a scam."

Chen Ke has already told all the news about the Ascension Platform.

Lu Mingyuan was not anxious, and sighed softly: "Take your time, there is no need to rush this matter."

After sending Chen Ke away.

Lu Mingyuan had his own plans.

Finding the ascension platform is still too slim, so it is better to complete the first requirement and collect enough destiny and luck.

The top priority is to get the intelligence and news from the six countries after they get their destiny.

At this time, it is time for Wujiang Pavilion to contribute its real role.

"Qingying."

Lu Mingyuan called softly.

"exist."

Suddenly, on the left side of the table, a tall and slim woman in black clothes came to Lu Mingyuan's side and bent down to half-kneeling.

"The Infernal Affairs Party's eyes and ears that have spread throughout the major dynasties cannot continue to lie dormant. Starting from today, they are required to report useful information every month and pass it into the Great Yan Emperor's Capital."

"understood."

"What? Is something wrong?"

Lu Mingyuan glanced at the woman on the ground with his peripheral vision and saw that Luo Ying was still in the same place and had not left.

Compared with the past, it is a bit abnormal.

Luo Ying hesitated for a while, then took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Lu Mingyuan.

She said calmly: "This letter was sent to Wujiang Pavilion. At first, it seemed that there was nothing worth thinking about, but since Yang Erlang disappeared, is there anything that the Lord wants to explain?"

Lu Mingyuan opened the letter that had already been torn apart, and the three words "Yang Erlang" at the beginning came into view.

The signature is Luo Qiufu.

A name that Lu Mingyuan almost forgot.

As for the content.

It's easy to guess that this is a letter asking for help from the Golden Crow Princess.

Since the coup in Jinwu Kingdom, Luo Qiufu has gradually lost power.

The new king of the Golden Crow Kingdom is a branch of the royal family who came out of the sword tomb in the back mountain of his ancestors and possesses an innate sword body.

No wonder you are blessed by destiny and luck.
Lu Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, looked at Luo Ying, and asked:

"What explanation do you want to hear?"

the other side.

In the vast land outside Mobei, under the hazy sky where the sun never shines all year round.

There was a slender, cold woman with green magic eyes, black stripes on her arms, and an imperial crown on her head, standing on the top of the dilapidated city, looking up at the world of Middle-earth.

in her mind.

I still recall those words above Tianshui City from time to time.

Gong Yu, you are still the same as before.

Who is this man's identity?

This point has always puzzled Wu Gongyu.

Why does he know his life experience?

Why would I lose to him?

I always feel that there is an indescribable sense of familiarity about this person.

"Your Majesty the Queen, do you really want to go to Middle-earth alone?"

Next to the woman, stood a demon general wearing magic pattern armor, with three eyes wide open, fangs exposed, a red tongue rolled, flame-shaped eyebrows and beard raised, and a majestic temperament.

Wu Gongyu said lightly: "The birth of the Destiny Dynasty in Middle-earth cannot allow the next Destiny Dynasty to be born. Every time the Destiny Dynasty is born in Middle-earth, it is accompanied by the decline of Shengming. Your cultivation is too low to go there. With the protection of the innate magic eyes, even ordinary third-level monks cannot see through my disguise."

Finished.

With a wave of her hand, her dress and appearance changed.

Her eyebrows seemed to have been raised, making her willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes sharper. Her rouge lips made her red lips as arrogant as fire.

The long black hair is coiled on the top of the head, fixed by a jade hairpin with the wings of a phoenix, and paired with a heavy imperial crown, the whole person has an extra solemnity.

Soon, the human race's makeup was completed.

Wu Gongyu looked as noble and cold as an iceberg.

The majesty contained in the phoenix eyes is like that of a supreme emperor, sacred and inviolable.

If we go to Middle-earth, the world will be turned upside down.

(End of this chapter)