Zongman: The post-2D era

Yukino stretched out her hand to block the attack of the ghost princess. She looked at her firmly, and her voice was gentle but powerful. "We are not the ones who want to develop the mountains. On the contrary, we can give you the power to protect the mountains and forests."

Her voice echoed in the stone chamber, as if it had a magical power that temporarily stopped the ghost princess' attack.

Yukino slowly took out an ancient talisman from her pocket, which glowed faintly under the light.

She gently placed the talisman on the ghost princess's chest and chanted a spell softly. As the spell echoed, the ghost princess' body began to tremble slightly, as if she was being baptized by some kind of power.

There was a gleam of surprise and confusion in her eyes, but more of a sense of relief and peace of mind. Her dagger fell to the ground, she covered her chest with her hands, and tears fell.

At this time, the deer-shaped human-faced mountain god outside the cave walked slowly towards them, and every step he took was accompanied by the growth and withering of grass and trees.

Its face is solemn and mysterious, its eyes are piercing, as if it can see through everything in the world. Its antlers are curved and magnificent, emitting a faint fluorescence, as if they have magical powers.

As it approached, the air in the cave seemed to become solemn and dignified.

Feng Feng and Xue Nai could not help but stand in awe. They understood that this mysterious creature was not an ordinary thing, but a part of this world and an indispensable part of their journey.

The mountain god slowly walked up to the ghost princess, looked down at her, and said in a low and powerful voice: "Promise them, daughter of the wolf king."

Princess Ghost looked up at the mountain god with a gleam of gratitude in her eyes. She nodded slightly to show her agreement.

The mountain god nodded with satisfaction and turned to walk towards Feng Feng and Xue Nai.

Chapter 590: The Three Immortal Islands in the Medicine House World

Tuesday, February 15

Feng Feng and Xue Nai looked at each other, held each other's hands tightly, and walked towards the mountain god.

They stepped onto the back of the mountain god, and their bodies were instantly lifted up by a powerful force and flew to the top of the cave.

As they got farther and farther away from the ground, they looked back at the ghost princess, who was smiling and watching them leave. At this moment, the whole cave was filled with a mysterious atmosphere, as if celebrating this wonderful encounter and reconciliation.

The mountain god bowed his head and said to the ghost princess: "I am willing to be your mount, take you to travel the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and protect this land."

There was a glimmer of surprise in Princess Ghost's eyes. She didn't expect that the mountain god would take the initiative to make such a request.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then nodded gently to indicate her agreement. The mountain god smiled and nodded, and his body instantly turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the stone chamber.

Princess Ghost looked up at the top of the stone chamber, a determined light flashing in her eyes.

"Feng Feng, the Emperor of Heaven? It doesn't matter who he is, as long as he can protect the mountains and forests."

In the Medicine Shop World, on the ninth floor of Tmall Pavilion, Feng Feng and Xue Nai met the emperor.

The emperor bowed and said, "Thank you, Imperial Master, for calming down the war on the grassland. If it weren't for the Imperial Master's help, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully this time."

Feng Feng and Xue Nai returned the greeting together, but they had their own thoughts in their hearts. They knew that although the turmoil in the grasslands had been quelled, the internal and external troubles had not yet been resolved. This time, they came to discuss countermeasures with the emperor to ensure the stability of the Tang Dynasty.

The flickering candlelight in the hall shone on the emperor's face, making him look even more majestic.

He spoke slowly, his voice full of unquestionable firmness, "Grandmaster, although the matter of the grassland is over, I know that the world is still unsettled. I still ask the two Grandmasters to give me some pointers and help stabilize the Tang Dynasty."

Feng Feng was stunned for a moment, feeling mixed emotions. He suddenly remembered his identity in this world, the one who was respected by the world as the incarnation of "celestial being, imperial teacher".

His memories flooded into his mind like water, and all the past glory and suffering appeared before his eyes one by one.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement. He looked up at the emperor, his eyes flashing with determination.

He knew that he had to shoulder this responsibility for the sake of this Japanese-style Tang Dynasty, for the peace of the grassland, and for the people who trusted him.

Feng Feng stared at the emperor with a sharp gaze and asked, "Last autumn, I asked you to sell grain to the grassland. Why didn't you do it?"

The emperor was caught off guard by Feng Feng's sudden questioning. He was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Imperial Master, this matter..."

Feng Feng interrupted the emperor and said firmly: "I want to hear the truth."

The emperor sighed helplessly and said, "To be honest, last autumn, due to the increase in domestic grain prices, the people had difficulty making a living, so we were unable to sell grain to the grassland as promised."

Feng Feng was silent for a moment, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He knew that the stability and prosperity of the grassland was vital to the Tang Dynasty, and the emperor's decision at this critical moment was to "fight", which brought hundreds of thousands of deaths to the grassland.

At this moment, he looked out the window, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that he needed to part ways with the emperor.

Feng Feng took a deep breath, and had already made up his mind. He turned and looked at the emperor, his eyes gleaming with determination. He knew that the next decision would affect the future of the Tang Dynasty and the fate of the grassland.

"Your Majesty, although the grassland incident has been settled, the external threat has not yet been eliminated." Feng Feng said firmly, "The Tang Dynasty needs an immortal emperor to expand the territory and ensure long-term peace."

When the emperor heard this, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes. He raised his head, looked at Feng Feng firmly, and said, "What the Imperial Master said is absolutely right. I must expand the territory. The glory of the Tang Dynasty will be written by me!"

At this moment, the candlelight in the hall seemed even brighter, shining on the faces of the emperor and Feng Feng.

They each have their own thoughts. At this moment, they seem to have become the heroes in the painting, standing firmly at the node of history, ready to meet the challenges of the future.

When the emperor heard Feng Feng talk about immortality, a trace of ecstasy flashed in his eyes. He sighed and said, "Master, I have asked you many times that there is one wish that has not been fulfilled, and that is to seek the elixir of immortality."

After hearing this, Feng Feng couldn't help but feel even more disappointed. He knew very well that immortality was the most difficult and poisonous drug in the world.

Feng Feng shook his head slightly and asked, "Your Majesty, why are you seeking the elixir of immortality?"

The emperor was silent after hearing this. The flickering candlelight in the hall shone on the emperor's face, making him look even older.

He sighed softly and said, "I understand, this is just my wishful thinking. Now the country is in internal and external troubles, and the people are displaced. How can I only care about my own immortality?"

Feng Feng was silent after hearing this. He thought the emperor had understood his responsibilities and would no longer be troubled by immortality.

The emperor bowed his hands again and asked Feng Feng: "Master, please give me some advice. What should I do to find the elixir?"

Feng Feng was struggling and confused at the moment, but he smiled gently, walked to the emperor, and finally whispered:

"Your Majesty, protecting the peace between the Tang Dynasty and the grasslands is not about blindly expanding territory or pursuing immortality. The real protection lies in understanding the people's hearts, stabilizing internal affairs, and ensuring the long-term peace of the country."

He raised his hand and pointed out the window. "Look, the Tang Dynasty has picturesque mountains and rivers and vast grasslands. However, the real power does not lie in the vastness of the land, but in the will of the people."

The emperor was silent after hearing this, but a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. He understood that Feng Feng had a different path from him.

"I understand. Imperial Master, for the future of the Tang Dynasty and the peace of the grassland, I order you to answer truthfully."

Feng Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning and gloom, and he slowly said: "Your Majesty, I have a plan that can help the Tang Dynasty expand its territory and ensure long-term peace."

When the emperor heard this, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes. Feng Feng smiled slightly and continued, "There are three fairy islands overseas. Legend has it that there are elixirs of immortality. A hundred thousand troops, together with Maomao and Renshi, will go out to sea to search for the fairy islands, and perhaps we can find the elixir."

After hearing this, the emperor's eyes flashed with hesitation. He knew that the overseas journey was full of dangers, but he also longed for immortality.

After a moment, the emperor sighed and said, "Since the Imperial Master has said so, I will grant a hundred thousand troops and let Maomao and Renshi accompany them. Let's go and seek immortality."

After saying this, the emperor flicked his sleeves and went downstairs.

Yukinoshita Yukino beside Fengfeng flipped out the book and said:

"In the novel Investiture of the Gods, Huang Tianhua was named "Bingling Gong, the God of Three Mountains" in Jiang Ziya's Investiture of the Gods. He is the God of Fire and is in charge of the three immortal mountains of Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou, blessing all living things."

"The Emperor's request for the elixir is a test from the Ghost Princess!"

Feng Feng said to Xue Nai, "I don't like this emperor. Tell Princess Ghost that he can't find the elixir of life."

After hearing this, Xueno remained silent, as she knew Fengfeng's gentle personality very well.

In this chaotic world, the emperor ignored the country's internal and external troubles in order to achieve immortality. The suffering of the people made Fengfeng disgusted.

Xue No bowed and said, "Yes, my Heavenly Emperor."

Chapter 591: Arhat of the Medicine House World

Wednesday, February 16

The best brothel in the world of medicine house, Green Green House.

Feng Feng seemed to have returned to the time when he first came into this world, standing high above the heavenly palace, overlooking all living beings.

At that time, he was the guardian of the Tang Dynasty and a role model for countless heroes.

Today, although he has lost his former glory, the determination and persistence in his heart have never changed.

Luohan, a senior military official wearing a monocle, bowed and sat on a chair next to Fengfeng.

Luohan drank the wine in the cup, looked at Fengfeng with deep eyes, and said slowly: "Everyone knows that you conquered the grassland with one battle, but few people know that the relationship between you and His Majesty the Emperor has broken down."

A trace of pain flashed across Feng Feng's eyes, and his thoughts drifted back to the past. At that time, he and the emperor discussed state affairs side by side and shared life and death.

However, the temptation of power and desire made them drift apart. The friendship of the past has vanished, and the trust of the past has now disappeared.

Feng Feng sat alone in the center of the palace, staring at the stage with empty eyes. He felt mixed emotions in his heart, which were unspeakable pain and regret.

The atmosphere in the Green Pavilion fell silent for a moment, and the conversation between Feng Feng and Luohan seemed to freeze the time around them.

As Luohan finished speaking, the three most popular dancers in the hall suddenly stopped moving, as if time had stopped at this moment. Their dancing was graceful and elegant, and every turn and every jump was a perfect combination of movement and stillness.

However, at this moment, they seemed to be pulled by some invisible force, and their movements became stiff and deliberate.

In this tense atmosphere, singing and dancing began again, but it was no longer as light and cheerful as before, but carried a heavy rhythm, as if telling some unknown secret.

Feng Feng glanced at Luohan, his lips slightly raised, as if he had seen through his thoughts. He knew very well that the battle on the grassland was instigated by scheming people like Luohan.

Those so-called heroic deeds are nothing more than pawns in the game of power, used to consolidate one's own status and interests.

He remembered the battle on the grassland, the moonlight was like water, the drums were deafening, and he led the Tang cavalry in a desperate fight with the enemy.

Every time he swung his sword, he was filled with nostalgia for his hometown. However, when the smoke of war cleared, he was abandoned by the power center.

There was a glint of cunning and complacency in Luohan's eyes, as if he was showing off that his plan had succeeded.

Feng Feng sneered in his heart, but did not show it. He knew that to compete with an old fox like Luohan, he needed not only courage and wisdom, but also an unwavering heart.

Luohan nodded: "You shouldn't let my cat get involved in the war of gods in all realms, my Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."

There was a hint of displeasure and warning in his words. Feng Feng couldn't help but think of the heroine Maomao.

A complicated look flashed in his eyes, but he responded firmly: "I have my reasons, she just chose the life she wanted."

The dancers looked pale and their movements were stiff, as if they were being pulled by invisible strings. Every turn and jump seemed deliberate and unnatural.

There was a hint of fear and uneasiness in their eyes, as if they had foreseen their fate of being silenced in the future.

At this moment, one of the dancers suddenly slipped and almost fell. She looked around in horror, tears welling up in her eyes.

Feng Feng and Luo Han looked at each other and knew what was going on. At this moment, the competition between them became more intense, and the fate of the dancers became more confusing.

Feng Feng took a deep breath, looked towards the center of the stage, and raised his hand. His eyes were firm and powerful, as if they could penetrate all hypocrisy and lies.

He whispered to the panicked dancers, "It's okay. No one in the entire Tang Dynasty dares to touch my people."

Although his voice was not loud, it was full of strength and confidence. The dancers seemed to be infected by his momentum and their bodies gradually regained some flexibility.

Following Feng Feng's words, the atmosphere in the entire Green Pavilion instantly relaxed, the dancers found their rhythm again, and their dancing became more graceful and moving.