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What on earth happened now that made them feel this way?

Could it be that Wang or Shang was dead? Zhu Moye was inexplicably surprised and quickly shouted to announce his return.

Soon two people rushed out. They were the king’s two children, Ming and Xiu. When they saw Zhu Moye’s return, they both smiled with joy.

But soon, a layer of sadness welled up on Xiu's cheeks. She cried and said, "My dear, you are finally back. Please go and see my father and the elders. They are about to die."

What, it’s actually true, how is it possible?

"Lead the way!" Lin Jiayi flew over, not shying away, holding the two of them with his left and right hands, and flew forward.

Ming quickly pointed the way and they soon arrived at Wang's residence. He rushed into the bedroom and saw Wang lying on the hospital bed.

He was extremely thin, almost skin and bones. It was unbelievable. Even an ordinary person would not be this thin.

Of course, if a mortal were this thin, they would be a dead corpse. Zhu Moye Yimo Wang's pulse was also extremely weak. He probed into it with his magic power and felt that its meridians had shrunk and withered, almost completely blocked.

Being able to survive in such a situation is already quite remarkable.

"What exactly happened?" Lin Jiayi asked, gently holding Wang's hand. The latter had already fainted at this moment, without any reaction or movement.

Xiu cried and said, "I don't know what happened, but two years ago, my father suddenly said that the world was not right, but I didn't notice anything after that. Then I slowly felt that more and more things were not right with my body. But at that time, I couldn't leave Renhuang Village. We closed Renhuang Village, but the situation continued to deteriorate, and finally it has come to this."

"We tried almost every medication, but to no avail. We could only watch as Dad gradually lost weight and became like this."

Lin Jiayi's heart moved, and he quickly asked, "Where is the elder of the Shang clan?"

Tears instantly burst out of their eyes, and Ming shouted, "When the elders of the Shang clan sensed something was wrong here, they agreed to go out and see what was going on. But after they left, they never came back."

"A few days later, we saw that the marks left by the elders of the Shang tribe had completely disappeared. The elders were most likely dead."

Tears welled up in Zhu Moye's eyes uncontrollably. They were comrades who had fought and fought together. They cried for the dead and felt sad for the living, but they did not expect that they would die in such a situation.

"You have been investigating for such a long time, have you found any symptoms?" Zhu Moye asked.

Ming and Xiu both shook their heads, their faces filled with extreme shame.

"Okay, I get it. Don't worry, I will definitely rescue the king. Don't be too sad. Now we still have to integrate the entire Human Emperor Village. Don't let any problems arise."

The two nodded in agreement. Zhu Moye's return was a complete reassurance to them. It finally allowed them to find their backbone and have something to look forward to instead of being completely in the dark.

Under Ming Hexiu's guidance, Zhu Moye toured the entire Renhuang Village. The villagers were now in a panic and needed him to boost their morale.

Everyone was sincerely happy about Lin Jiayi's return, hoping that Lin Jiayi could turn the tide again and lead them out of this dire situation.

After being busy for almost the entire day and interacting with almost everyone in the village, Zhu Moye finally returned to the room prepared for him by Ming Hexiu to rest.

The next morning, after saying goodbye to the two, Lin Jiayi left. Since even a low-level immortal like Li Jiang vaguely knew that something was wrong with the Imperial City, it was clear that this secret was no longer such a secret.

But it also meant that perhaps things had already gotten very bad, or perhaps that day was not far off, and would soon arrive. Whatever the reason, Lin Jiayi needed to find out the cause of Wang's illness as soon as possible.

Having already lost a Shang, Lin Jiayi doesn't want to lose another Wang.

Now, after fighting with many Venerables, Zhu Moye realized how difficult it was to be a Venerable, and how difficult it was to improve his strength in the Venerable realm.

So far, it seems that he is very powerful and can kill the Venerable at a lower level, but the dead Zhu Moye knows that those are just the initial stage of the Venerable.

The most he had was only at the third level of the Venerable Realm, and most of those he killed were at the first or second level. Such Venerables were certainly powerful, but in the eyes of a true Venerable, their strength was still far from enough.

Wang is a third-level Venerable, and that was a realm he reached under harsh conditions in the Far North. Zhu Moye originally thought that Wang would soon break through and become a fourth-level, or mid-level Venerable, and his life would be much better, but he did not expect to encounter such a thing again.

Fortunately, everyone is now in the imperial city, and the Venerable cannot go out. On the contrary, he can now be regarded as the strongest person, and he should be able to find something.

There was no rush to search for the power hidden in the Imperial City. There were too many places in the Imperial City that Zhu Moye missed. Lin Jiayi, feeling anxious, visited Huahua and Grandpa Li. Seeing that they were doing well, he felt relieved.

As his mind searched, Zhu Moye inadvertently discovered quite a few immortals. Anyone who hadn't used special techniques to hide was sensed by Lin Jiayi.

Of course, Zhu Moye's power was so high that those immortals couldn't sense him at all. However, this search also made Zhu Moye extremely frightened. He hadn't expected that there were no less than thousands of immortals in the imperial city that he could sense, not to mention those who used special skills to hide.

What shocked Lin Jiayi the most was that it seemed that several people had sensed him, and the skills of those people made Lin Jiayi feel a little uneasy.

He is definitely above the Venerable, but if he is a Venerable, why can he continue to stay in the Imperial City without being troubled by the mysterious power?

Zhu Moye had doubts, but he was more happy. Perhaps the hope of rescuing Wang lay with those people.

Chapter 920: Expanding the City Wall

The imperial city is getting bigger and bigger, even a little bigger than it was three years ago.

When Zhu Moye arrived at the foot of the city wall, it was still a scene of bustling activity. Many mortals were building the city wall, expanding it outward bit by bit.

He also saw quite a few military supervisors, but nothing infuriating happened. Zhu Moye saw quite a few smiles on the faces of these mortals who were building the city walls.

Although the workload is still heavy, these people seem to be quite willing to do it.

Zhu Moye casually inquired and found out that the mortals who participated in the wall construction could receive three times their usual daily salary. No wonder so many people were willing to come here. Although there were military supervisors, they seemed like idle spectators.

Zhu Moye has become more cautious. In his eyes, the imperial city is like a partner who has followed him all the way and witnessed his growth. Zhu Moye has an inexplicable sense of intimacy with this imperial city.

Zhu Moye was genuinely happy to see the Imperial City changing, and for the better. The larger the Imperial City, the more citizens it would have, and the more the faith in the Human Emperor would spread.

And his path to becoming the Human Emperor will continue more steadily.

Zhu Moye is a modern man after all, and he has more ideas to consider than the local people. Looking at the lively scene, he felt relieved, but also a little worried.

There are indeed a lot of people in the imperial city, and the number is increasing, but after observing and analyzing it, Zhu Moye came to a conclusion.

That is, the imperial city is already big enough. After all, the current imperial city has a radius of seventy kilometers, which is a bit too big for an imperial city.

Of course, to those immortals, it is still just a small city, but to ordinary mortals, it may be a place they look up to all their lives.

Not to mention that the number of refugees pouring in is gradually decreasing, even if it remains as turbulent as before, there will be no problem accommodating the door.

So why did they continue to build walls and expand the city? And especially who was behind all this? Zhu Moye sensed some fluctuations of magical power from some of the supervisors.

It was obvious that there were immortals behind the construction of the city wall. Zhu Moye was not naive enough to think that these immortals understood economics and created jobs for ordinary people. They had their own purposes.

He casually transformed himself into a commoner and withdrew his magical powers, so these people could not detect him. Zhu Moye bought some herbal tea and brought it over. The price was very cheap, and soon many workers got up to drink tea.

Zhu Moye took the opportunity to ask some questions.

Although he doubted these people's motives, he still hoped in his heart that these people might not be what he thought, but the facts disappointed Zhu Moye.

The expansion of the city wall was stopped more than three years ago because the court had no money to allocate here. At that time, it even caused many migrant workers to petition because they did not receive their wages.

But just two years ago, the imperial court suddenly recruited civilian workers again. Unlike the previous corvée labor, they were paid for their work instead of taxes, and the wages were quite high, and were settled on the same day.

Under such circumstances, the people soon joined the work of expanding the city wall. Not only that, in the past two years, their wages have been continuously increased, and more people have been recruited to work harder to expand the city wall.

Although in Zhu Moye's opinion, the imperial city has only expanded a small circle, but in terms of the overall scale of the imperial city, it is already a very large area.

After being questioned to this point, Zhu Moye was well aware that there must be a deeper meaning behind conscripting the people to expand the city wall, and it might be related to the mysterious power outside the city.

Zhu Moye once again wandered around the Imperial City, observing the changes in the people around him. Within the Imperial City, the greatest faith remained in the Human Emperor, especially among the original citizens who had first experienced the Buddha Spirit Formation.

Their beliefs were sincere and genuine, but in addition to them, there were many people who believed in Buddhism and Taoism. Zhu Moye was not a person who could not tolerate others, but in addition to the three major doctrines, Zhu Moye also discovered a new doctrine.

These teachings are most widely spread among the mortals who build city walls. Because they are so effective and can almost meet any request, they have occupied a large market.

Zhu Moye watched helplessly as a thin old man kept muttering that the gods would come and grant all wishes. His thin body actually gradually accumulated strength.

Ordinary people couldn't see it, but Zhu Moye saw it clearly. Just as the old man was muttering, a white light as thick as a finger descended on the old man, restoring his strength and fatigue. This was also the reason why the old man was able to continue working.

Not only that, the light descending upon these people was sometimes thicker, sometimes thinner, just like the depth of their faith. Clearly, the old man was a long-time believer. Compared to the other young people, whose white light was just a smoky, scattered and unfocused, the old man's light was immense.

"Open the Heavenly Eye!" With a low shout in his heart, a ray of light flashed in the center of Zhu Moye's eyebrows, fixing the white light, tracing its source, and following the original trajectory of the white light.

Although the white light was ethereal and even somewhat elusive, it could not escape Zhu Moye's divine eyes. Zhu Moye quickly located the source of the white light, which turned out to be in the Imperial Palace.

Zhu Moye was a little surprised. It was not that he had not thought about this. After all, internal strength was his base camp. Someone actually dared to touch his tiger's head.

But before, Zhu Moye had also paid attention to the inner palace, but he didn't find anything! Zhu Moye was a little surprised and doubtful, and changed his body shape again and slipped towards the inner palace.

The palace was deserted, just as it had been since Zhu Moye left. After all, the owner of the imperial city had left, and the previous owner still held such prestige. With so much gossip, no one would choose to occupy the palace, as that would be to make enemies with the entire imperial city.

Zhu Moye saw many concubines, all of whom were beauties collected from all over the country when he ascended the throne. Zhu Moye had already embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, and as an outsider, he would eventually leave in the future.

The more things left here, the more people will miss them in the future. Therefore, although the ministers repeatedly offered beautiful women as tribute, Zhu Moye basically ignored them.

Even when the imperial city was in trouble before, a large number of palace maids and concubines were sent away. As long as they were willing to give up their original lives, they could naturally start a new life.

But even so, there are still many people in the palace, but compared to the bustling palace before, it now seems much more deserted.

Chapter 921 Abbot Mingxin

The peach blossoms are still there, and people are smiling in the spring breeze.

It seems that only these words can be used to describe it. After all, what Zhu Moye really cares about is not the palace.

He did not show up. After all, his identity was still very sensitive. Although he was in the imperial city, Zhu Moye was not sure whether anyone would jump out to oppose him.

He released some spiritual consciousness slightly, radiating it carefully. Ordinary people could not detect it at all. Only those true masters hidden in the palace, at least masters of the Venerable Realm, could detect it.

The message was transmitted along with Zhu Moye's consciousness, setting a location where Zhu Moye wanted to meet the latter. After the message was transmitted, Zhu Moye waited at the same place, waiting for an unknown friend or enemy.

Time passed slowly, and Zhu Moye was still waiting silently. In the end, the latter did not show up!

The reason why Zhu Moye spread the news was that he just wanted to talk to these people, maybe everyone could still cooperate. Everyone was trapped in the imperial city. If anything happened, it was obvious that the people would be the most hurt.

Others may not consider this, but Zhu Moye cares deeply about it. This not only goes against his principles, but also goes against his heart.

As the moon sank and the sun rose, Zhu Moye did not sense any powerful person approaching. It was obvious that the latter, whoever it was, had no intention of contacting him.

"Okay, since you want to fight, then let's fight!" Zhu Moye exhaled a breath of foul air, and suddenly roared like a dragon, waking up the entire imperial city.

Not long after Zhu Moye left, two figures, one in front and one behind, came to where Zhu Moye was staying. After observing the situation, they left again.

There was some awareness of each other between the two, but they did not fight in the end.

What the two of them didn't realize was that after they left, a mysterious shadow appeared, looking at their background with a sneer. Suddenly, the shadow looked in the direction where Zhu Moye left, and a murderous aura gradually emerged.

Zhu Moye left the palace, and he didn't know what happened next, but since he had made his voice known, he knew that if anyone hiding in the palace had a little bit of brains, they would know that he was back.

Sure enough, after Zhu Moye left the palace, he saw the streets filled with joyful people running and calling out to each other, and gathering towards the palace.

"It's His Majesty the Emperor who has returned. It must be His Majesty the Emperor who has returned!" People rushed around and cheered.

Zhu Moye couldn't help but feel relieved that these people still remembered him. As expected, the people at the bottom of society were the most honest and kind. They would treat anyone who treated them well with kindness.

Even though a long time has passed, it is still engraved in my heart.

However, Zhu Moye did not intend to show up. There are many interpretations for hearing the dragon's roar, and it may not necessarily prove that he has really returned, but this kind of false reality can confuse many people.

The highest level of lie is telling the truth.

When everyone in the city is saying that Zhu Moye is back, the people who are actually hiding in the dark will become suspicious and startled. By then, Zhu Moye will have achieved his goal.

Not only that, Zhu Moye also felt that the mental power surging into his body was several times more powerful and filled his body. Although it was not real magic power, the feeling of fullness made Zhu Moye feel full of strength.

Zhu Moye quietly came to the place where Buddhism and Taoism gathered the power of faith. The power of faith in both places was greatly reduced.

What reassured Zhu Moye was that, although both sides were somewhat alarmed, neither side was overly panicked. Furthermore, no inexplicable divine thoughts were emitted, nor were any personnel secretly leaving.

If Buddhism and Taoism also participated in the chaos in the imperial city, then the enemy's strength would need to be thoroughly reassessed. At least Zhu Moye knew that with his own strength, he was not enough to fight against the inexplicable power of Buddhism and Taoism.

After thinking for a moment, Zhu Moye quietly entered the Huangjue Temple, a Buddhist temple stationed in the imperial city.

Abbot Mingxin, a man whose cultivation had reached the level of a Half-Step Venerable, possessed immense magical powers and a revered Buddha nature. It was he who constrained the monks of Huangjue Temple to restrain their minds and meditate peacefully.

When Abbot Mingxin returned to his room, his mind was moved. He clasped his hands and said, "I didn't know the Human Emperor had arrived. I'm sorry I didn't come to greet him!"

Zhu Moye was slightly surprised, but he didn't find it strange. Abbot Mingxin was extremely powerful and had reached the level of a Half-Step Venerable. Perhaps if it weren't for the mysterious power outside the imperial city, he might have already broken through to the level of a Venerable.

Moreover, the dragon roar in the imperial city before had already left doubts among the real masters, so it was not surprising that Abbot Mingxin guessed him.

Zhu Moye emerged from his invisibility and revealed his true form. He also bowed to the abbot and said, "Abbot Mingxin, I am honored to meet you."

Abbot Mingxin saw Zhu Moye appear, looked him up and down, and finally sighed: "The Human Emperor is truly extraordinary. No wonder he was able to cause chaos in the Three Realms. Although his realm is not that of a Venerable, a Venerable may not be a match for the Human Emperor!"

Zhu Moye closed his eyes and smiled slightly, saying, "Abbot, you are too kind. We just have different paths. But I, the Abbot, believe that he will never be inferior to others!"

"Fame and fortune are just worldly things outside of the body. If you keep them in mind, you are already attached to them. I wonder what advice the Human Emperor has for you?" Abbot Mingxin had a kind face and gentle Zen words, and he really seemed to be well versed in Buddhism.

Zhu Moye laughed heartily and said, "Buddhism, Taoism, and Demonism are competing against each other in the outside world. I wonder what the abbot thinks?"

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes. This is the way of heaven, the law of man, and the law of nature. Since it is the law, what opinions do I have?"

Ming Xin finished speaking and looked at Zhu Moye with a smile. Zhu Moye laughed again and said, "What a natural law! If someone wants to violate the natural law, I wonder what the abbot will do?"

Mingxin clasped his hands together and said righteously, "Buddhas teach Zen and Dharma, but they also have wrathful Vajra!"

"Then I would like to invite the abbot to clear away the gloom in the imperial city. It seems that the abbot will not refuse!"

Mingxin smiled faintly: "I have been waiting for a long time!"