Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

As for the other princes and princesses in the court, compared with her, they were like fireflies beside the bright moon, dim and dull.

This is the appearance of an emperor!

And a few months ago, no one could have imagined that His Highness Yunting, who had been in seclusion and almost half-disabled, would suddenly appear, accomplish several great things in succession, and become the most dazzling among the princes.

If this legendary process were recorded, it would be enough to write a vernacular novel.

High up, the Emperor of Daxia sitting on the dragon throne looked very old.

He looked at his daughter with a deep gaze, and no one could see his true feelings. After a long time, he said.

"Today, Princess Ji Yunting is appointed as the Crown Prince!"

Ji Yunting stepped forward, knelt down and kowtowed: "Your son obeys your order!"

After the court session ended, Ji Yunting walked out of the hall. The officials around him all looked at him with respect. Some even flattered him, "Your Highness, why don't you come to my house today..."

Ji Yunting glanced at him indifferently, said nothing, and walked through the crowd.

This cold look made the man stiffen all over and feel a chill on his back. He could only laugh awkwardly to ease the embarrassment.

An official nearby sighed, "Prince Yunting's power is growing stronger day by day. I can't help but feel a little scared in front of her."

Everyone nodded, and they all felt the same way.

When leaving the palace, Ji Yunting met the priestess girl again.

The priestess girl smiled and said, "Yun Ting, congratulations, I knew His Majesty would choose you!"

Seeing his good friend, Ji Yunting felt a little complicated. He forced a smile and said, "It was just luck."

The priestess girl said in an exaggerated tone: "Luck?"

"The few techniques you passed on have almost turned Daxia upside down! Especially the technique of calculation, I have only mastered the ninth chapter now! Not to mention the instruments and spells, which have almost completely overturned people's previous cognition. Some people even say that you have received the blessing of the gods, which is why you have mastered these techniques."

"What does this have to do with gods?"

Ji Yunting smiled bitterly and shook his head. He wanted to say a few more words, but his expression suddenly changed. He said quickly: "Sorry, I have something urgent to do. Let's talk another day."

After saying this, he turned into a stream of light and flew away.

The priestess girl muttered softly, "Really? She's walking in such a hurry, as if she's in a hurry to meet her lover."

When they arrived at a secluded and deserted hilltop, Ji Yunting took out the Zhenyang Stone.

Anle's voice came out: "Did I disturb you?"

"No no."

Ji Yunting said excitedly: "Fellow Daoist Wuxu, I am now the crown prince of Daxia!"

Her tone was like that of a little girl who had gotten good grades and was showing off proudly.

If the officials in the court knew that this domineering prince had such a side, they would probably be so shocked that their eyes would pop out of their heads.

Anle praised: "Very good, you really did it!"

“And it happened faster than I expected.”

Ji Yunting's eyes wandered, a little shy: "This is all thanks to you."

During these few months, Anle taught Ji Yunting carefully as he promised, and taught Ji Yunting all the algorithms of the Wanxiangshu as well as the advanced spells and instruments of the Great Zhou.

He not only taught through words, but also used his innate Qi to demonstrate the changes in his techniques. Ji Yunting himself was a genius, so naturally he made rapid progress.

In addition to teaching magic, Anle also reproduced the scenes in his memory, allowing Ji Yunting to have a better understanding of the Great Zhou.

Gradually, Ji Yunting's perspective and ideas on things changed.

At this time, Ji Yunting suddenly said: "Wuxu, to be honest, I am a little scared now."

Anle asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"

Ji Yunting looked into the distance. From this hilltop, he could have a panoramic view of the capital city. "The methods you passed on to me are very powerful. I can indeed use them to climb to a high position."

"But I'm worried that after this, they won't become a means of maintaining peace, but only a tool for killing."

"Moreover, if I really ascend the throne and become the empress in the future, will I lose my resolve for reform and become corrupt? Will I start a war for the benefit of Daxia and become the kind of person I hate the most? In the face of the desire for power, can I still maintain my original intention?"

Anle was silent for a long time: "I don't know."

"Even you don't know..."

Ji Yunting took a breath and said jokingly, "How about this, when I become the Queen of Daxia, I will find a way to rescue you from this stone."

"At that time, I will be the queen and I will appoint you as the imperial teacher. You will supervise me and prevent me from going down the wrong path. We will fight against the gods together. What do you think?"

Anle was stunned, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Thank you for your kindness, but my future is not here, and the people I cherish are not here either."

Ji Yunting's eyes dimmed and he felt sad.

At this time, Anle continued, "To be honest, today I am saying goodbye to my fellow Taoist."

Ji Yunting's heart trembled, and she asked in surprise, "You want to leave?"

Anle said frankly: "I have found a way to get rid of the Zhenyang Stone. I ask you to place it in the city of Da Zhou when night falls."

Ji Yunting blurted out: "Don't go!"

"I am still just a prince, not yet an empress. Without you, I might not be able to ascend the throne."

Anle said: "I have taught you everything I can. Now you have the ability to stand on your own. Even without me, you will still become the Queen of Daxia and be supreme."

Ji Yunting started to cry: "But, without you, I can't stand it alone."

Ascending the throne is actually just the starting point of reform. Ji Yunting is bound to suffer countless criticisms, accusations, and obstacles. The difficulties and obstacles are difficult to estimate.

Anle looked at her young face and slightly red eyes, feeling a little reluctant, but still spoke.

"I call you a fellow Taoist because we share similar interests and walk the same path. In the future, you will meet many fellow Taoists and comrades who will move forward with you until Daxia becomes a different place."

"Besides, it's not like we don't have the chance to meet again. We will meet again in the future!"

Ji Yunting wiped away the tears from his eyes and said solemnly: "Okay, it's a deal, we'll see you in the future!"

A New Year’s letter to book friends

The Spring Festival is approaching. When I think back on my experiences over the past few years, it still feels like a dream. Fortunately, everything seems to be moving in a good direction. I also hope that you will stride forward, have smooth sailing, and be prosperous and safe.

Back to this book, actually it was just a sudden inspiration at the beginning. I didn’t think too much about it and I started writing it on impulse. Now thinking about it, it was too impulsive.

In fact, Xian Miao personally feels that the plot before An Le left Chenjia Village was quite interesting. After all, that part was carefully designed. Although there were some flaws, Xian Miao was still quite satisfied!

But after leaving Chenjia Village, my level seemed to be declining steadily, and I even made some self-indulgent mistakes.

Especially in Chapter 106, there is a big flaw. In fact, the main reason is insufficient preparation and accumulation. Simply put, Xian Miao has never written fairy tales or fantasy before, and has not read too many books of this type. Some routines in his mind are still stuck in a very old era, so the plot looks old-fashioned and boring.

However, after cramming through the books of several great immortal heroes, I feel that my level has improved slightly.

Xian Miao actually quite liked the last part of the volume of the Great Tai Divine Dynasty, but I felt more and more the inadequacy of my own abilities. The magnificent scenes in my mind were difficult to write down and turned into a bunch of essays, so it was a bit painful.

As for the latest Dahuang and Dazhou, I feel like I have returned to the creative impulse when I first started writing the book!

The protagonist goes back to the past and becomes a part of history, and just thinking about it makes my heart boil. Although my reading and chapter reviewing have declined a bit, I personally like this plot very much!

Finally, let me talk about the plan for this book. It may take hundreds of thousands of words to be completed, and if I try hard, maybe I can break two million!

I don’t know how many people can accompany Xian Miao to the end, but I still want to thank all the friends who can see this. Thank you for your company along the way. By the way, I wish you all a happy new year in advance and all the best!

(There will be an Easter egg chapter after this where you can draw prizes, and there will be an update today.)

Chapter 326: The Great Demon Lord of Annihilation!

Afterwards, Anle taught Taoism to Ji Yunting for the last time.

And this time, what he taught was about the innate Qi!

"The innate Qi, all the ways return to one, and can also be transformed into all the ways..."

Anle described in detail his understanding of the innate Qi without reservation, but Ji Yunting still listened in confusion and had only a vague understanding.

After all, Ji Yunting's practice was not as complicated as his. He only had one way, the Shenzang Secret Method, and could not perceive the differences between various secret powers, so he could not comprehend the more original and fundamental innate Qi.

But Anle didn't care and said, "Please keep all that I said in mind. Maybe you will have an epiphany one day in the future."

In fact, Anle imparted the innate qi out of a little selfish motive.

He knew that after this separation, they might not see each other again for tens of thousands of years.

The nature of the innate Qi is extremely stable and even time cannot change it. If you master this power, immortality will no longer be a luxury and it will be possible to meet again in the future.

At the same time, Anle has not fully developed the magical effects of the innate Qi, and perhaps Ji Yunting can make achievements based on his work.

Ji Yunting seemed to understand but not quite, but still kept his words in mind.

Before I knew it, the sky was getting darker and night was approaching.

At this time, Ji Yunting had put away her previous little girl attitude and turned back into the imposing and heroic Prince of Daxia. In fact, strength and calmness were Ji Yunting's true qualities, which was also the reason why Anle chose her.

Ji Yunting smiled and said, "Daoyou Wuxu, I will see you off one last time."

She picked up the Zhenyang Stone and flew into the air.

Not far away, a demonic cave filled with monstrous evil energy was emerging along with the darkness.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Yunting turned into a stream of light and flew in like a shooting star.

In the city, the people of the Great Zhou, who appeared to be demons, were shocked and astonished. In their eyes, a dark shadow demon had actually brought the Zhenyang Stone into their city!

Ji Yunting didn't care about the ferocious monsters around him and their strange looks. He just placed the Zhenyang Stone gently on the ground and spoke seriously.

"Fellow Daoist Wuxu, take care."

A wisp of innate Qi emerged from the Zhenyang Stone, transformed into the appearance of Anle, and bowed to Ji Yunting.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, take care!"

Ji Yunting looked back at him one last time, suppressed the sadness in his heart, put aside the budding emotions, turned around and walked into the darkness.

She will become the queen of Daxia, change the status quo of the country, expose the conspiracy of the gods, and then reunite with Anle in the future!

Seeing Ji Yunting's back disappearing into the darkness, Anle also cut off his connection with the outside world and withdrew his mind into the Zhenyang Stone.

Anle said it lightly to Ji Yunting, but in fact, if he wanted to escape, he still had to face a huge test.

Soon, the surrounding scene was covered by pure darkness again. Wang Fugui, who was beside Anle, was shaking like a sieve, his legs trembling, and he almost wanted to die. He said with tears in his eyes.

"Daozu, are we really not going to escape?"

Anle glanced at him strangely and said, "Didn't we already agree that if you are scared, you can run away at any time, but I will never miss this opportunity."

Wang Fugui smiled bitterly: "But that's..."

Before he could finish his words, an extremely huge black hole appeared in the darkness behind the two of them, so deep that it was unimaginable.

In the black hole, there seem to be afterimages, which are thousands of destroyed worlds, some are covered with countless cracks, some are floating in lava dust, some are covered with ice and snow, and are dead silent, but the same thing is that there is no life in those worlds.

No one knows how those worlds were destroyed, but the horrific doomsday scenes left an indelible impression in Anle's heart.

This black hole is nothing else but one of the dark eyes!

Just as Anle guessed, every time he used his innate Qi to connect with the outside world, the distance between the dark eyes and them would be shortened.

Anle also thought about escaping at first, but he soon discovered that no matter how he moved in the dark, the eyes would be closer than the last time they appeared next time.

And today, the dark eyes are already within reach!

Only then did the tip of the iceberg appear before the two of them.

Wang Fugui turned pale with shock, his whole body went limp, and he muttered, "Just this eye is so huge, how big is his real body?"

Faced with this scene, he didn't even have the strength to escape and could only leave it to fate.

This eye, which concealed countless destroyed worlds and emitted a faint black light, completely blocked their sight. The figures of the two people were like a drop in the ocean, insignificant in front of this eye that spanned the sky and the earth.

It’s no wonder that Wang Fugui acted so embarrassed. Being stared at by such eyes would naturally make one feel extremely oppressive. Ordinary people would most likely be frightened to the point of mental collapse.

However, Anle had already prepared himself mentally, so he did not lose his composure at this moment.

He stared into those eyes quietly, and used his spiritual consciousness to convey the words: "Who are you?"

This was just a test. In fact, Anle didn't have much hope and didn't think that such a being would communicate with him.

But to Anle's surprise, not long after he sent out his spiritual consciousness, a faint consciousness came from the darkness.