"Someone saw several strange monks in strange clothes, asking what year it was, but they disappeared when the day broke."

"Some people dreamed that they appeared in a completely unfamiliar place. What they heard and saw were extremely realistic, and the customs and habits were completely different from those of the Great Zhou."

"Some people also saw Xuantian City turned into a ruin, and all the people and subjects were killed, so they cried loudly, but after crying, they found that everything was normal."

Listening to the words of Emperor Zhou, Anle couldn't help but feel a huge wave of emotion in his heart.

Although he had long realized the importance of the meteorite from outer space, it now seemed that this meteorite might also be related to his time travel!

Tie Xuan seemed to have remembered something, and murmured softly: "I once asked the elders in my family about the meteorite, but they refused to elaborate, and were very secretive about it..."

Anle felt the same way. Although Mrs. Sang had mentioned the meteorite to him, she did not elaborate on these past secrets.

During the deduced investigation, King Xuan, King Chu and even Tianren Mountain all had similar attitudes. They could mention the matter, but they could not understand it in depth, so that to this day, Anle still did not know the whereabouts of the meteorite.

"the reason is simple."

The Zhou Emperor explained: "It was I who ordered them not to spread the news."

"There were so many strange things happening at that time that caused great panic, but Xuan Wang Chu Wang and I were unable to solve them. Later, a mysterious crystal spread from around the meteorite, swallowing up all the materials it touched, including rocks, soil, trees... It accepted everything, and almost injured civilians."

Tie Xuan looked surprised: "That kind of crystal is the precious material for making Zhenyang Stone?"

Emperor Zhou nodded: "That's right."

Anle couldn't help but ask: "How was this matter finally resolved?"

"I have invited the Saintess of Chengtian Mansion."

Emperor Zhou said calmly: "The Saint borrowed the power of the gods to seal the meteorite from outer space and took it away. Only then was Xuantian City able to survive."

"The situation in the Great Zhou was much more turbulent than it is now, and it was not as strong as it is now. In order to maintain the prestige of the emperor, I suppressed this matter."

Anle was stunned: "Saint..."

A flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind, connecting all the previous clues together.

Aren’t the many gods located high in the sky?

This meteorite came from outer space, just happened to be able to resist darkness, and just happened to be sealed by the Holy Maiden of God. The connection between them is obvious at a glance.

Anle's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself, "I just don't know whether this meteorite was a deliberate creation of the gods or just an accident."

Emperor Zhou's smile seemed to have a deep meaning: "It is precisely because of this matter that I have reached some agreements with Chengtian Prefecture. You are not allowed to step into Chengtian Prefecture, and you are not allowed to directly dispatch officials from Chengtian Prefecture."

"How dare Chengtian Mansion?"

Tiexuan was confused and just felt surprised, but didn't think any deeper.

Anle understood it instantly, thinking: "In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the divine power and the royal power did not merge into one, but instead began to separate and confront each other."

From the discussions with the monks these days, Anle could clearly feel that in the hearts of these elite monks, the status of royal power was above that of divine power!

Yes, the gods did bestow spiritual springs, which enabled the original giants to escape from the barbaric era of eating raw meat and drinking blood. However, the ones who truly led people to open up their homes, resist evil spirits, and build cities were not those high and mighty gods, but their ancestors, the enthroned Emperor of Zhou!

Of course, this does not mean that the monks do not believe in God. There are also many monks who participate in sacrifices and pray for God's blessings. But if they have to choose between the Zhou emperor and the gods, the former would probably be more loved.

This is undoubtedly the source of the contradiction. How can the gods tolerate someone having a higher status than themselves in the eyes of believers?

As an institution dedicated to worshipping gods, Chengtian Prefecture would naturally demand a more transcendent status from the Zhou emperor.

"When His Majesty is still alive, he can undoubtedly suppress dissent with his own prestige. But if he suddenly dies, can his descendants take on this responsibility? Not to mention, there are still five other princes. At that time, the Great Zhou is bound to be in chaos."

Suddenly, Anle thought of a terrible possibility and felt a chill down his spine.

If he were asked to name a way to bring about the quickest destruction of the Great Zhou, killing the Zhou emperor would obviously be a feasible option.

Emperor Zhou smiled and said, "What are you thinking about, Mr. An?"

Anle immediately said seriously: "Your Majesty, I want to meet this Saint Lady."

Before this, Anle always had some thoughts of escaping from the saint who looked exactly like Hong Yingxue.

But now, whether for the refining of the Zhenyang Stone or to solve the mystery in his heart, he can no longer escape.

Emperor Zhou was not surprised by his request and just said, "Yes, but I have a few questions that I hope you can answer."

Anle was puzzled and said, "Your Majesty, please speak."

This time, Emperor Zhou first glanced at Tie Xuan next to him.

Tiexuan was also a smart man. He immediately understood what was going on and said goodbye and left.

After he left, Emperor Zhou mobilized his magic power, and it seemed as if a barrier enveloped them, preventing outsiders from spying.

Seeing this, Anle became serious, knowing that the question the King of Zhou was going to ask was probably very important, but the first sentence he said still shocked Anle's heart.

"Friend An, you are from the future, right?"

Emperor Zhou stared at him seriously, but his tone was calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

An Le was shocked, but quickly regained his composure and said calmly, "When did Your Majesty find out?"

The Zhou Emperor replied: "When I first saw you."

Hearing this, Anle smiled bitterly: "It seems that I am really not good at disguising myself. I was seen through at the first sight. Your Majesty is indeed a man of insight."

Anle said the same thing, but this time he meant it sincerely.

Zhou Tianzi smiled and said, "It's not that you are careless, nor is it that I have a keen eye."

"In the rumors about the meteorite from outer space, there is one thing I didn't tell you. The person who saw the strange cultivator, went to a strange era, and cried loudly when he saw Xuantian City turned into ruins was me."

"Even though it seemed like just a dream, I have deeply engraved the scene I saw that day in my heart. This is how I was able to recognize Fellow Daoist An's identity."

Hearing this, Anle stared at the giant in a daze, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The Zhou Emperor asked again: "Did the Great Zhou fall in your time?"

Anle told the truth: "It has been dead for tens of thousands of years. There are only very few historical records that record that this era ever existed."

"really……"

Anle originally thought that the Emperor of Zhou would have a more intense reaction, such as shock, loss, or despair, but... no!

Emperor Zhou merely nodded slightly to show that he knew about it, and even his expression did not change at all.

Chapter 304

The King of Zhou held up his hands, his eyes looking toward the distant sky, which was as calm as a clear lake.

After a moment, Anle couldn't help but ask, "Isn't your Majesty surprised?"

Emperor Zhou smiled and said, "Of course I am a little surprised."

"I didn't expect that the existence of the Great Zhou was almost buried in the dust of history, and only a few people knew about it."

The Zhou Emperor continued, "As for the fall of the Great Zhou, it does not surprise me."

"Nothing in the world is unchanging, and there is no dynasty that lasts for thousands of years. Don't you think so, An Daoyou?"

Anle remained silent, he naturally understood this truth.

But as the founder of the world's first dynasty, he was able to understand it and face it so calmly and openly. His broad mind is truly admirable.

The King of Zhou asked, "It's a god, right?"

Anle replied: "Yes."

Emperor Zhou did not continue the topic, but asked, "During that strange journey, I heard that the practitioners of your later generations call themselves immortals. Daoyou An, do you know... what immortals are?"

Anle was stunned.

He suddenly realized that he didn't know the answer to this question either.

In the eyes of mortals, a cultivator who has reached a slightly higher level of cultivation is already an immortal. But for Anle, what level of cultivation is a true immortal?

For some reason, Anle suddenly thought of Tianren Mountain. When he used the secret power of the Twelve Divine Treasures, the strength he displayed seemed to have reached the limit of human beings.

That kind of power and perfection could perhaps be called "immortal!"

"The immortal is a mountain of people."

Anle thought for a moment and said, "The strongest among humans can be called immortals. In my opinion, in the future, cultivators like Dean Tian will definitely be regarded as immortals."

This is his view of immortals. No matter how powerful an immortal is, he is still a human.

If one becomes an immortal, one will no longer consider oneself as a human being, and will be no different from those cold and indifferent gods.

Emperor Zhou nodded slightly: "So that's how it is."

"Then can the cultivator who opened up the Twelve Divine Treasures also be considered an immortal?"

After careful consideration, Anle said, "It should be considered as such."

Emperor Zhou smiled and said, "How about this? Let us define it. Any cultivator who has opened the Twelve Divine Treasures can be called an immortal. How do you think?"

“We define…”

Anle murmured, if anyone else said this, he would think it was too arrogant, but now, he just felt it was perfect.

The Emperor of Zhou was the emperor of the first dynasty in the world. Many laws and customs of the Zhou Dynasty were established by him. No one was more qualified than him to define "immortal".

So Anle nodded in agreement.

"Friend An."

Suddenly, the Zhou emperor's expression became serious and he asked, "In the future, have you overthrown the high gods?"

Anle's eyes twitched and his mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't speak. Extremely complicated emotions surged from the bottom of his heart.

When he heard this question, it was as if someone from the past suddenly asked him, "Comrade, have we succeeded?"

How should Anle answer?

Did he mean to say that after the Great Zhou Dynasty, the monks never formed a unified and complete dynasty again, but instead divided themselves into sects and forces, annexing and fighting each other. No one cared about what the gods outside the sky thought, let alone challenge the authority of the gods.

Did he mean to say that the Great Zhou had become a wasteland, that no one remembered this history, remembered the ancient ancestors, and that no one would avenge the fall of the Great Zhou?

Is he trying to say that practitioners in the world are not making progress but regressing, the secret techniques of the gods are almost lost, and they are subject to malicious prying when practicing. Even the most powerful forces in the world can hardly find a strong person who can be called an immortal.

Anle couldn't say these things.

Only like-minded people who share the same aspirations and walk on the same path can be called comrades and fellow Taoists. But can the practitioners of later generations, including him, really be considered fellow Taoists of the Zhou Emperor?

Anle did not answer, but Emperor Zhou could tell a lot from his expression.

The light in Zhou Tianzi's eyes dimmed, and he finally revealed his disappointment: "After tens of thousands of years, nothing has changed?"

At this time, Yangyang seemed to notice the low mood of the two people. She rubbed Anle's cheek gently first, and then rubbed Zhou Tianzi's palm, as if to comfort them.

Emperor Zhou burst out laughing: "I never thought that one day, I would be comforted by a magic weapon."

This was the first time he called himself "I" in front of Anle. The moment he uttered this word, the disappointment of Emperor Zhou dissipated like the sun shining through the clouds.

In the blink of an eye, that kind of tenacious and original aspiration-keeping temperament returned to him again, that was the majestic spirit of a great leader!

"If you fail tens of thousands of years from now, there will be another tens of thousands of years, and the next tens of thousands of years..."

The Zhou Emperor said loudly, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter: "Perhaps in a hundred thousand years, or perhaps in two hundred thousand years, one day, the gods will no longer be able to control people's fate!"

Anle murmured, "Will there be such a day?"

The next second, his eyes became firm: "It will definitely happen!"

Then, the King of Zhou asked Anle some questions about the future and the Great Zhou, and Anle answered them one by one. The King of Zhou also put forward his own views on the current contradictions in the Great Zhou and how to deal with them.

Rather than answering, it is more like communicating with each other.

It has to be said that the Emperor of Zhou was worthy of being the great ruler who founded the Great Zhou. His views on some issues were very insightful and profound. He also mentioned the concept that a country is strong when its people are prosperous, and came up with more feasible plans to enhance national strength.

With the help of the experience of later generations and the earth, Anle was often able to look at problems outside the existing framework, which brought a lot of inspiration to the Zhou emperor. There were some things that the Zhou emperor could not think of, not because he was not smart enough, but because of the limitations of the times.

The two had a pleasant conversation until late at night.

King Xuan and King Chu in the nearby palace were both very surprised. They had never seen His Majesty pay so much attention to a young man.

The next day we said goodbye.

Emperor Zhou said with emotion: "If I were not the emperor now, I would definitely become sworn brothers with An Daoyou."

Anle smiled and said, "Since Your Majesty has this intention, why bother with all the red tape? At worst, we can just not publicize this matter, and only you and my brother will know about it."

After this long conversation all night, Anle was already impressed by the personal charm of the Zhou emperor.

Anle once saw an incarnation of the Great Thai Emperor. Although he was also an emperor, he was selfish, cruel and cold-blooded. He was a disgusting dictator who was not even worthy of carrying shoes for the King of Zhou.

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