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

Chapter 273: The way to get it back, refining the memory of the second life, the six countries need to unite against the enemy
late at night.

Wenyuan Pavilion.

The scent of books and ink surrounded the entire attic. A young man in white shirt, with a strong literary air and a three-foot tall and majestic figure, was like the scorching sun on earth, dispelling the darkness of the world.

Even though he is now an official in the cabinet, a third-rank minister of Wenyuan Pavilion, and is in charge of state affairs, Chen Ke still lives in the one-third-acre land in the side hall of Wenyuan Pavilion.

If you don’t know, you might think that a minor official from the Hanlin Academy lives here.

He was searching for information about the Ascension Platform to see if he could find similar news. The emperor had asked about it before, and he was particularly concerned about it. These days, except for the time he spent handling government affairs, he basically stayed in Wenyuan Pavilion.

Fortunately, he is very capable and efficient, and the tasks assigned to him usually don't require much effort.

With Chen Ke's current status, there is no need for him to go to such great lengths.

He read millions of books from the three religions and hundreds of schools of thought, becoming a great scholar. It is hoped that a stone statue of himself can be placed in the Wenchang Pavilion.

He could have enjoyed himself peacefully and been respected by all officials and people of the world.

But Chen Ke didn't, he is still here.

Just like a young man from an alley who travels far away, he will achieve success and fame in a foreign continent in the future, becoming a brilliant and world-famous swordsman, but in the end he will still have to return to his thatched cottage to enjoy the tranquility of this place.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this innocent heart that Chen Ke has great hope of becoming the leader of the Confucian Temple in the future and will definitely have a seat among the three leaders, the chief and the deputy.

"Dong dong!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of Wenyuan Pavilion.

Chen Ke glanced at the dark sky and muttered in surprise: "Who would knock on the door so late?"

"Please come in."

Chen Ke chose to open the door gracefully.

At his level, there is nothing to be afraid of so-called ghosts, demons and monsters.

Outside the door stood a handsome man in a bright yellow dragon robe with a troubled look on his face.

Chen Ke smiled and said, "Your Majesty? Why are you here so late instead of going to the bedroom?"

"Oh, don't mention it. It's a long story. Let's go inside and talk about it."

Lu Mingyuan sighed deeply.

Seeing that he was worried about something, Chen Ke closed the door as he entered.

He took out the teacup and made tea for the other person.

It’s probably too late to sleep now, so I might as well make some tea to keep myself awake.

"But what accident happened?"

Lu Mingyuan looked deep in his eyes and said, "Tell me, is there a way to exchange souls between people in this world?"

Chen Ke was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

"Your Majesty, do you mean that something unusual has happened to someone?"

"The Queen is in good health, but her words and actions are gradually making me feel like she is more and more like a human being."

Chen Ke couldn't help but wonder: "Oh? Who is it?"

"The Queen of the Underworld."

Chen Ke's pupils shrank slightly, and then he squinted and said, "Your Majesty, are you sure you are not joking?"

"I wasn't completely sure at first, until she tried to kill Sui Yuqing, I realized something was wrong, so I had no choice but to come to you."

Later, Lu Mingyuan gave a brief account of what happened today.

The more Chen Ke listened, the deeper his frown deepened.

"At least for now, your Majesty is right to stabilize the other party and prevent them from noticing."

"I just used the excuse that I was busy with government affairs at night. I wonder if anyone would be suspicious."

"If it were Mu Xue, there wouldn't be these problems." Lu Mingyuan sighed.

Chen Ke recalled: "Indeed, if it were Miss Qi, she would not criticize others with cold words, let alone use her knowledge to suppress others. She would never do that."

"Miss Qi" Lu Mingyuan heard this for a long time, and a memory came to his mind.

It seems like I’m back to the night of the Lantern Festival.

Lanterns were dancing all over the sky, and when he looked up, he could see her bright eyes and white teeth, and her ears were red from the cold. It was a rare sight in his life.

Chen Ke bowed his hands seriously and said, "Forgive me for being so presumptuous. I am not used to it for a while. In my humble eyes, everything is just like the days in the cold palace."

"It doesn't matter. The name Miss Qi is also a special memory."

"The days passed so fast that I couldn't even react."

Lu Mingyuan waved his hand and recalled his impression of Qi Muxue: "Yes, what she likes to do most is to persuade people to study and make friends with others. She once said that the purpose of knowledge is not to show off how great you are, but to cultivate your character and benefit the people. This is her."

After a brief silence.

Chen Ke broke the silence: "So the emperor came to me to..."

"Find a way to get it back." Lu Mingyuan took over the conversation very seriously.

“Although I don’t know what method the Queen of the Underworld used to exchange souls with Mu Xue, I have to find a corresponding method no matter what the price is.”

"Wei Chen understands."

Chen Ke nodded.

"Looking at the Middle-earth world, it is not impossible to achieve soul-soul exchange, but it is very difficult. It requires the use of some special skills or even magic weapons. There is a magical power called borrowing a corpse to revive the soul, which is specially used to exchange souls."

"Even if it is a resurrection through borrowing a corpse, it is only one-sided, and one party will inevitably die, so it belongs to the category of forbidden techniques, which is not very humane."

"But it is relatively rare for both sides to be alive after a soul swap like this. Your Majesty, can you confirm whether the Queen is alive or dead?" "Yes, her soul lamp is still on."

Chen Ke said: "If that's the case, then it's not a simple resurrection, but a more advanced soul-swapping method. In the forbidden library of Wenyuan Pavilion, it is said that the gods of the Wu clan in the Holy Underworld have a spiritual method that can replace two souls."

"The witch clan's method?"

Lu Mingyuan recited carefully.

Suddenly he remembered his second life in the Great Thousand Canglan Map, when he was the young master of the Wu clan.

Perhaps a solution can be found there?

"If you want to exchange it back, it's best to use the power of the first exchange so that there won't be any side effects. If you look for other methods, they are all side doors and may damage the soul or even cause the death of one party."

"Can Your Majesty accept this result?"

"Can't we just let the Great Underworld Queen die and let Mu Xue come back?" Lu Mingyuan frowned.

"There is a forbidden technique in Taoism called Soul Taking and Spirit Replacing. This method can remove the original soul in the flesh and then implant the original spirit that needs to be cultivated in advance."

"For the specific method, please allow me to look through the classics again."

After Chen Ke finished speaking, he plunged into the sea of ​​books and began to search.

Lu Mingyuan took a sip of tea.

Silently looking at the tortoise shell in my mind.

Why didn't the turtle shell respond to the reminder?

Could it be that the witch couldn't threaten me?

Or, she has no intention of harming herself for the time being?
Think of this.

Lu Mingyuan thought it over again and again, and officially unlocked the memories of his second life in his mind.

The Song Dynasty was adjacent to the Confucian Temple to the west and the Buddhist land to the west. Ever since the capital was severely damaged, Emperor Shaoxing had been investigating the matter.

The Datianlong Temple at this moment.

Inside the main hall, the golden Buddha statue has its hands in a seal, with a solemn appearance, looking at everyone in the hall with compassion.

Emperor Shaoxing, wearing a red and black dragon-patterned robe, came to visit with many experts.

At the same time, several groups of people also arrived at the Datianlong Temple.

The Datianlong Temple, which has been peaceful for thousands of years and is known as one of the four great Buddhist temples, is extremely lively today.

"Abbot, is there any way to save my son?"

Inside the sedan, lay an unconscious prince.

Right below the Buddha statue stood an old monk with white eyebrows and drooping face. He had a gaunt face and wore a yellow monk's robe and a bright red cassock. He held a nine-ring staff in his hand and his face was a pale golden color.

"Namo Amitabha, all donors please be patient and calm down."

The old monk raised one hand and chanted a Buddhist name.

"Such a tragedy happened in the Song Dynasty. No matter who the murderer is, we, the people of Tianlong Temple, as one of the Song family's worshippers, cannot escape blame."

On both sides of him stood nearly twenty monks in red robes. Some had deep wrinkles and looked very old, some were thin and shriveled like dead wood, and some had a melancholy, elegant and mature temperament.

They all nodded in agreement.

The old monk walked slowly forward and stopped beside the prince's body, with a hint of golden Buddha light shining in his eyes.

"The Second Prince's fatal injury was caused by the entry of demonic energy into his body, which led to a host of demonic obstacles. The killer is very powerful and is good at witchcraft. The wound on his neck was caused by the accumulation of heavy objects. It is initially estimated that it was caused by the ruins. The people who attacked the capital this time are likely from the Holy Nether Demon Country."

The old monk transferred a large amount of Buddhist energy into the prince's body to balance the demonic energy in his body.

Even with his eyes closed, the prince struggled hard, mumbling:

"A witch. It's a witch."

This word makes people shudder.

As expected of the Abbot Tianlong of the Thirteenth Realm, his strength is unfathomable. He can trace back what happened in the past simply by using the Buddhist magical power, the Golden Leaf Eye.

The so-called witch is a very common word.

But looking around the world, there are probably not many evil women who can attack the capital alone.

A young man in a golden python robe, with eyes as bright as lightning, and his hands behind his back, stood beside him an old Taoist priest in a yin-yang robe. He looked directly at Emperor Shaoxing and asked:

"Your country has invited the Great Sui Dynasty with great fanfare, is it just for the safety of your son? Your Majesty must give us a reason."

Another man in green with wide sleeves half-closed his eyes, gently stroking the frost blue dragon bracelet on his wrist with his right hand, and said in a deep and powerful voice:
"What the Crown Prince of the Great Sui Dynasty said makes sense. I, Yin Shuang, also need a reason to come here. What is the great plan for the world that your majesty mentioned, the great matter concerning the destiny of heaven?"

Emperor Shaoxing said in a deep voice: "Aren't you most concerned about whether the destiny and luck of my Song family has been taken away by a mysterious person? Now I will tell you clearly."

"Not really."

Upon hearing the news, the Crown Prince of the Sui Dynasty, Cao Zongxi, and the Silver Frost Emperor's son, Wu Xun, looked at each other.

They saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Emperor Shaoxing understood the two people's thoughts and continued, "What I want to say is that if the six countries continue like this, their destiny and luck will be taken away sooner or later."

"After experiencing this change, I know clearly that the so-called destiny is just a trick in the Middle-earth, and the biggest variable in this trick is Saint Ming."

"The new emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty has just been established and has not received the Mandate of Heaven, while the Holy Dark on the other side is preparing for war. Don't you know this?"

"The purpose of this witch is to divide us."

"Today, the three kingdoms have gathered together. Even though Jinwu, Nanli, and Dawu are absent, I still want to say that the six kingdoms must unite against the enemy and kill the witch together. At the same time, this is also to avenge my son!"

(End of this chapter)