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

And now, another remnant soul of Hong Yingxue has turned Shengcang City into its current state, and many underground city-states have been destroyed as a result.

Even though this was not done by Hong Yingxue, she still blamed herself for the crime.

She is going to stop another self!

Anle nodded and said, "I understand."

Hearing their words, the young female cultivator asked in surprise: "You...are you planning to attack Shengcang City?"

Anle said: "That's right."

The female cultivator showed bitterness on her face and said sincerely: "I advise you to give up. Although your strength is not weak, it is still far behind the current Shengcang City."

"After continuously annexing other cities, Shengcang City has become the leader in the Daxia Federation in terms of both the number of cultivators and strength. Not to mention the blessing of Supreme God Cang Yan, the power of Shengcang City is now so huge that even we cannot imagine it."

"For example, this priest can't even get a rank in Shengcang City."

Hearing this, the gravekeeper and others felt awe in their hearts.

This means that there is more than one cultivator in the late stage of the Refinement Realm in Shengcang City, and there may be even stronger ones in a higher realm.

They thought that their fighting power was invincible and they could crush the entire planet, but Shengcang City was like a mountain blocking their way.

Moreover, with Shengcang City's ferocious momentum, even if we don't provoke them, the monks from Shengcang City will come to attack Tianxing City until the entire Daxia Federation becomes firewood under their feet.

Everyone felt heavy in their hearts.

Another conscious Saint Cang City monk sighed and said, "Right now, the only city in the Federation that can compete with Saint Cang City is probably the Royal Capital."

"The royal capital?"

An Le's heart skipped a beat and he asked, "What is the current situation in the capital of Da Xia?"

The monk replied, "The last time I went to the capital was a few years ago. The capital is the core of Daxia and has the most monks and resources. Therefore, it is very prosperous, but..."

He hesitated for a moment and said, "There seems to be a big conflict within the capital. It's about... the debate about Emperor Yun Ai."

An Le was stunned for a moment, and asked in a deep voice: "Is that Emperor Yun Ai still alive?"

Generally speaking, the name "Emperor Ai" could only be a posthumous title given by later generations, and Anle asked this question only because he held on to his last glimmer of hope.

The monk was surprised and said, "Emperor Yun Ai has naturally died a long time ago. Her tomb is in the royal capital."

Hearing this, Anle felt a little dizzy, but he still let out a breath and continued to listen to the other party's story.

Due to the cruel means used by Emperor Yun Ai in order to help the whole country ascend to heaven, there were many people in the royal capital who hated her, but there were also people who defended her. Most of the latter were from the royal family of Great Xia at that time.

Emperor Yun Ai never took in concubines nor had any children in his life, so it was natural for the royal family of Daxia to inherit control of the royal capital.

After listening to this, Anle understood: "The conflict in the capital is ostensibly a historical dispute with Emperor Yun Ai, but in essence it is still a conflict over the distribution of power and resources."

"Before attacking Shengcang City, I should probably go to the capital first."

At this moment, the gravekeeper next to him asked, "Master, what should we do with these people?"

What he was referring to were naturally the monks from Jinglei City who had been captured. These people had just experienced the drastic changes of their families being torn apart and their loved ones being killed. At this moment, most of them had dull eyes and gloomy faces.

Anle thought for a moment and said, "Let's take them all back to Tianxing City first."

Someone from the Jinglei City monks said bitterly, "Are you from Tianxing City?"

"We originally wanted to attack your city-state, but unexpectedly, we were saved by you..."

******

Not long after, the group returned to Tianxing City.

Chen Jiannan and others are all Void-Refining cultivators. They do not need to absorb the spiritual energy in the city. Instead, they can use the help of refining the void to feed back some of the spiritual power to the underground city.

Seeing the current situation of scarce resources in Tianxing City, they felt compassion and wanted to do something.

Anle waited patiently for the number of deductions to refresh, then opened the panel.

【Begin deduction! 】

[On the first day, you began to search for the capital of Daxia, but because the map was too old, most of the roads between the city-states were closed and damaged, and it was deep underground, making it difficult to determine the location, and the search process was not smooth. ]

[On the fourth day, you still haven't found the location of the capital of Daxia. At this time, you met a group of monks who were migrating. After a friendly exchange, you learned the whole story from them.]

[As Shengcang City continues to invade foreign countries, the momentum becomes increasingly uncontrollable. Many small city-states hear the news and decide to relocate their entire cities and flee to the capital of Daxia to avoid the disaster. So, you begin to move forward with this group of monks.]

[On the 10th day, you arrived at your destination, but you were late. ]

[The capital of the Great Xia before us has become a ruin, with no one left alive. ]

[Day 21. On this day, most of the city-states in the Great Xia Federation have fallen. Shengcang City has finally launched a general attack on Tianxing City. You and many Lianxu monks rise up to resist.]

[In the bloody battle, you originally had the upper hand, but at this time, Shengcang City sacrificed something precious, and a cluster of pale flames floated from the void, igniting the entire planet.]

【you are dead. 】

After the deduction, Anle opened his eyes, his face solemn, and thought to himself: "Has Shengcang City gone crazy to this extent?"

"That pale flame... is it the magic of the Supreme God Cang Yan, or his incarnation?"

Anle recalled the scene of the entire planet being covered in pale flames, and couldn't help but be shocked. He felt that its power was incredibly great.

He came up with a guess: "Could it be that because this place is no longer in the Great Wilderness World, the obstacles that prevent the gods from coming here have been greatly reduced, and the power and influence of divine arts have become more terrifying?"

Anle frowned slightly, feeling a little tricky.

It is not difficult to see from this deduction that the current situation of the Great Xia Federation is worse than he expected.

The capital of Daxia, which people had high hopes for, lasted only ten days before it was destroyed by the attack of Shengcang City. The other city-states were no match for Shengcang City.

Moreover, if Shengcang City could cast pale flame-like magic at any time, then wouldn’t this battle be a sure loss?

Anle had gone through numerous hardships and obstacles, and his faith had long been honed to be indestructible. Of course, he would not be affected by this situation at this time.

He stood up, paced back and forth, thought seriously, and talked to himself.

"Supreme God Cang Yan is different from gods like the Holy Mother Tian Yuan. He does not need the sincere faith of the people of Sheng Cang, but directly uses the residents here as tools. So, he must have other purposes for intervening in the Da Xia Federation."

"After achieving this goal, Supreme God Cang Yan will no longer need Sheng Cang City, and it doesn't matter if the entire planet is destroyed."

Anle suddenly had an idea: "Taichu Yuanye!"

He could think of only this kind of thing that was the most valuable and most likely to be favored by the gods at the Guilai Tomb.

The reason why Shengcang City keeps invading other cities is to collect the Primordial Liquid.

An Le thought about this and immediately made a decision: "The Taichu Yuanye in the capital of Daxia must be the most among all the city-states. If we can prevent the destruction of the capital of Daxia in advance, we may be able to avoid the end of the Pale Flame."

Afterwards, Anle asked the other Void Refining cultivators to stay in Tianxing City, while he and Hong Yingxue traveled lightly to the capital of Daxia.

******

One day later.

The capital of Daxia.

The architectural style of this ancient capital is completely different from that of Tianxing City and other cities. There are ancient and majestic palaces scattered around, as well as spacious squares and towering high-rise buildings. These buildings are exactly the same as those of the Great Xia back then!

Other cities were built later in underground space, so naturally they had to save materials as much as possible. However, this royal capital was brought directly from Daxia to this planet, so there is a huge difference.

Every federal citizen who sees this royal capital for the first time will be amazed from the bottom of their hearts and can't help but be stunned by the spectacular sight before them.

At this time, the residents of the royal capital would quietly straighten their chests and show a bit of pride.

Although Daxia has fallen apart, in the minds of all the federation members, the capital still has a very special status, which is not unrelated to these ancient and magnificent city towers.

Most of the common people in the royal capital wore plain solid-colored clothes, but occasionally one could see some people wearing relatively exquisite clothing. The styles of the clothes imitated those of the Great Xia Dynasty, with only slight differences.

The people in the city still received supplies with stone tablets, but a few shops also appeared and monks purchased goods with spirit stones.

Compared with other city-states, it can indeed be called prosperous.

However, at this time, the people on the street looked a little uneasy and talked in low voices.

"It seems that things outside the city are very unstable recently. I heard that several city-states have been destroyed. I don't know who did it."

"I heard about it too. It seems that someone from Shengcang City did it."

Although the various underground city-states were closed to each other and had very little communication, the commotion caused by Shengcang City was too big. Some monks who traveled to other cities saw the remaining city ruins and passed the news back to the royal capital.

"Oh, what about Shengcang City?"

At this time, a monk in gorgeous clothes on the street sneered: "Do they dare to attack the capital? They don't have the guts!"

When the others heard this, they nodded secretly.

Most of them also didn’t think that Shengcang City dared to attack the royal capital. After all, this was the royal capital!

Even though the Great Xia Federation is no longer the Great Xia of the past, the pride of the people in the Royal Capital is still engraved in their bones. People born in the Royal Capital naturally have a sense of superiority.

In the minds of the common people in the royal capital, Shengcang City could never be their opponent in terms of strength or resources.

Among the crowd, there was a young man who looked worried. He did not say anything in rebut turned and left.

The young man walked through the streets. The number of pedestrians on the road gradually decreased, and the palace buildings gradually became more solemn and tall. There were also monks with a distinguished aura patrolling nearby, but no one stopped the young man and allowed him to walk deeper into the palace.

Soon, the young man walked into a palace. A solemn and majestic man stood behind the table, painting.

The man seemed not to notice the young man's arrival. He continued to work on the scroll on the table.

The young man waited respectfully for a while, but he couldn't help but said, "Uncle, Shengcang City has destroyed the cities around the capital, but few people in the city are vigilant. If this continues, the capital will be in danger!"

The solemn man did not move his arm at all, and said calmly: "Mingyuan, your concentration is too poor."

He continued to paint, and said with a smile: "The Royal Capital has stood on the Return Tomb for thousands of years, and no city-state has ever dared to challenge the authority of the Royal Capital."

"A mere Shengcang City, does it have this ability?"

Ji Mingyuan became even more anxious when he heard this, and said, "Even Yunjiang City has been destroyed by Shengcang City, so how far can the capital be?"

Yunjiang City is also a main city in the Daxia Federation, and its strength should not be underestimated.

Ji Mingyuan continued to persuade him, "Besides, Shengcang City's strength is still increasing in the process of invading other cities. Even if we don't go to war directly, we should at least send people to gather intelligence, right?"

The solemn man shook his head: "Mingyuan, you are too young. The internal troubles of our capital have not been resolved yet. How can you have the leisure to care about trivial matters outside the city? Don't forget that the consul will be replaced every five years."

Hearing this, Ji Mingyuan clenched his fists and hesitated to speak.

At this moment, the brush in the solemn man's hand trembled, and immediately drew a crooked ink mark.

His expression changed slightly, and he looked behind Ji Mingyuan and asked, "Who is it? How dare you trespass into the important area of ​​our Ji family?"

"The capital of Daxia is indeed unique."

As the words fell, in front of the two people, a very handsome man and a woman in red appeared out of thin air.

When he saw the two of them, Ji Mingyuan's face suddenly changed. In this royal capital, there was actually someone who could sneak into this palace silently, which was enough to show how high the other party's cultivation was!

The man praised: "You can actually sense my breath, your ability is not too bad."

"However, you are wrong. Within ten days, the troops of Shengcang City will be at the gates of the city. This capital is in imminent danger."

"Ridiculous!"

The middle-aged man frowned and shouted, "Come here! Capture these two men!"

His words carried an air of authority and majesty, but a few breaths after he finished speaking, there was still no sound around, and the guards waiting near the palace seemed to have no idea what was happening here.

The middle-aged man's eyes twitched and he snorted coldly: "You forced me to do this!"

He fluttered his sleeves, and the scroll in front of him flew out, constantly enlarging, with ink flowing like a chain. It was as if the scroll was going to turn into a world in the painting, trapping the two of them. This kind of magical power was extremely miraculous!

But in response to this Taoist method that covered the sky and the sun, the handsome man only lightly extended a finger.

Then, both the painting and the middle-aged man froze in place, even the middle-aged man's stunned expression did not move.

Anle turned to look at Ji Mingyuan beside him and asked softly, "Where is Emperor Yun Ai's tomb now?"

Chapter 371: Fellow Daoist An, I Miss You So Much

Ji Mingyuan stared blankly at the scene in front of him, still not coming to his senses.

His uncle was definitely not an ordinary person. He was a cultivator in the late stage of the Refining Void Realm and the person with the highest status in the royal family. The magical power he had just displayed was also extraordinary. It was called Mountains and Rivers in the Painting. If he used it with all his strength, it could even destroy a small city in the Great Xia Federation.

However, this unbelievably handsome young man subdued his uncle so easily, and he did it with complete ease.

Ji Mingyuan was shocked by Anle's strength and felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

But after taking a closer look at the face, Ji Mingyuan felt that it looked very familiar, and finally exclaimed: "You are the person in that painting!"

Anle frowned and asked in surprise, "What painting?"