Nine Phoenix Dynasty Phoenix Heavy Kwai Chapter

Chapter 1814 Dedicated to Love [4]

Chongkui frowned, and finally shook her head and said, "The wisdom of the people is not yet developed..."

As he spoke, he rode back to the side of the carriage again, just in time to see Zhao Heng also lifted the curtain, looking at the murals on the mountain wall with a very serious expression.

Chongkui was afraid that he would also believe those lies, so he lowered his head and said, "Brother, these people from the Western Regions don't have much culture, and the myths they believe in are just used by generations of priests to fool ordinary people."

Zhao Heng looked up at her: "Don't you believe it?"

"Of course I don't believe it!" Chongkui said with a smile, "What do you think can live for hundreds of years? Then you can't become a spirit?"

Zhao Heng was amused by her, and nodded, "That's right."

"I came with them just to know about my past. When I figure it out, we will go back to Yangzhou together." Chongkui said.

"Okay." Zhao Heng agreed.

Looking at the murals along the way, Zhongkui gradually understood the history of the saint.

It's just a woman who appeared in Helan Mountain hundreds of years ago and helped this generation of nomads establish civilization, so she was revered as a saint.

A holy palace on Helan Mountain was built for her, but it has remained mysterious for hundreds of years. Only the rulers of the surrounding countries or the royal family with high status are eligible to visit her once a year.

However, ten years ago, when the eldest prince of Xixia, the king of Xixia, came to visit the saint, he fell in love with her because he accidentally saw the true face of the saint.

The eldest prince would rather give up the right to inherit the throne and concentrate on staying in the holy palace to serve the saint.

But one night, the prince couldn't hold back the love in his heart, sneaked into the saint's bedroom, disturbed the saint, and was punished by the saint. A trace of sanity.

The king of Xixia personally came to ask the saint for mercy and let his son go. In a rage, the saint left the holy palace and disappeared in Helan Mountain.

Listening to Mu Yuanji's explanation, Chongkui nodded with some understanding: "So that's the case, then what you said earlier that I forgot everything?"

"Every 100 years, the saint will forget everything, so there are these murals. After seeing these, the saint will understand her past." Mu Yuanji said immediately.

"Year 100?"

"That's right, 100 years." Mu Yuanji nodded, "I am the priest of this generation. I was supposed to be by the saint's side during the critical period when the saint forgot everything, but what happened to the prince caused the saint to leave .In the past ten years we have been looking for the saint everywhere."

"Oh." Zhongkui felt more and more mysterious. She had already doubted what she said about ten years before, but now she said 100 years...

Convince her that she is immortal?

She smiled and said nothing.

Finally, the Holy Palace arrived.

The palace built in the middle of the mountain is very magnificent. It is excavated in the stone, and there is only a wooden trestle bridge connecting it. There are guards guarding one end of the bridge. It is impossible to pass easily.

Mu Yuanjice stepped forward immediately and said loudly: "The saint has returned to the palace!"

When the guard saw Chongkui, he immediately knelt down and saluted. His expression was so solemn that even Chongkui almost believed that he was that kind of saint.

After walking across the trestle bridge and entering the holy palace, the priests who had heard the news came out to greet him.

Chongkui looked at Wu Yaya's group of people kneeling in front of her, and felt it was both funny and embarrassing.

"Get up!" Chong Kui went around to the carriage, personally helped Zhao Heng down, and said to Mu Yuanji, "My elder brother needs to rest."

(End of this chapter)