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

In order to get to the royal capital as quickly as possible, Anle traveled at full speed. It had been less than a day since the last simulation, and the number of simulations had not been updated yet. He was not familiar with the situation in the royal capital.

Ji Mingyuan suppressed his shock and explained, "That is a painting among the relics of the previous emperor, hanging in the ancestral hall of the Ji family."

"The late emperor didn't care about other things outside of his body, but he cherished the painting very much. He also made a will that if anyone saw the person in the painting, he should be treated with great courtesy and invited to his tomb. At first, our Ji family copied the painting and spread it to other cities in the Great Xia Federation, asking them to follow the late emperor's instructions."

Ji Mingyuan looked at Anle as he spoke, unable to hide the disbelief on his face.

He once thought that this will was just a wish made casually by the late emperor before his death, just to keep a thought, and it was impossible to realize it.

But at this moment, the person in the painting actually appeared before his eyes alive!

Anle was stunned, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart: "I didn't expect that she never forgot me."

He quickly said seriously: "Then please take me to the mausoleum."

Ji Mingyuan naturally nodded in agreement, and glanced worriedly at his uncle who was standing still behind him.

Anle said: "Don't worry, his life is not in danger. When I finish my business, he will be free again."

Ji Mingyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he once again felt how unfathomable Anle was. This method was truly extraordinary.

When leaving the palace and walking deeper into the palace, Ji Mingyuan occasionally quietly observed Anle's clothing and appearance, thinking to himself: "This senior is obviously a contemporary of the late emperor. I don't know how old he is, so it's normal that his strength is unfathomable."

"However, what is the relationship between them that made the late emperor so obsessed with them?"

Ji Mingyuan had a bold guess in his mind and took a deep breath: "Could it be... a Taoist couple?"

This guess sounds bold, but it is not impossible. If it wasn't for the Taoist couple, how could the late emperor attach so much importance to the scroll and make such a strange will?

Perhaps this is also the reason why the late emperor remained unmarried throughout his life and had no children.

The more Ji Mingyuan thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and he felt that he had touched upon some romantic stories from ancient times.

However, he looked at Hong Yingxue and thought: "But, this senior clearly has a beautiful lady in red by his side..."

At this moment, Ji Mingyuan suddenly remembered something and asked respectfully, "May I ask your name, senior?"

Anle thought for a moment and said, "Just call me Wuxu."

"It turns out to be Senior Wuxu."

Ji Mingyuan nodded and asked carefully, "Senior Wuxu, you are not from the Guilai Tomb, right?"

Anle had no need to hide anything, so he said frankly, "That's right."

Ji Mingyuan looked relieved: "As expected, I have never seen your clothes in any city-state in the Great Xia Federation. Besides, a cultivator like you would definitely not be unknown in the Federation."

Anle was a little surprised and asked, "Have you been to all the city-states in the Daxia Federation?"

The underground space of this planet is complex, the roads are blocked, and many city-states have cut off contact early on. Under such circumstances, it is no small feat for Ji Mingyuan to travel to every city-state in the Great Xia Federation.

Ji Mingyuan did not feel proud of this. Instead, he sighed and said, "I traveled to various city-states with the intention of learning from them how to manage cities and change the current situation in the capital. However, the more cities I visited and the more I saw, the more desperate I felt."

"Although there are many conflicts within the capital, it is still no problem to ensure that the residents have enough food and clothing. However, in many city-states, it is already very difficult to just maintain food and clothing, so how can they have the leisure to improve the city's system?"

Ji Mingyuan looked gloomy, the light in his eyes almost extinguished, and he sighed: "Besides, the people of the capital... are too proud!"

"They have a natural sense of superiority and are born superior to others. They look down on people from other city-states. Even monks who join the capital through their own efforts are regarded as second-class residents by them. Even if other city-states are better than the capital, the people of the capital are unwilling to learn from them."

Looking at Ji Mingyuan at this moment, Anle seemed to see his former self.

Although he had passion and ambition in his heart, he was hit again and again by the cruel reality until he fell into despair.

"lets change a topic."

Ji Mingyuan shook his head, adjusted his mood and asked, "Senior Wuxu, you said that Shengcang City will attack the capital within ten days, is this true?"

Anle replied: "Absolutely true."

"And it may not take ten days for Shengcang City to attack the capital."

Hearing this, Ji Mingyuan was not surprised, but his expression became even more gloomy: "I knew it... Even Yunjiang City has been destroyed, how could the Shengcang people let go of the royal capital?"

"But let alone the common people, even among the royal family, few people believe that such a thing could happen."

Anle said calmly: "Don't worry, I will help."

Ji Mingyuan was stunned. He felt unparalleled self-confidence from these words, which gave him a sense of confidence for no reason.

"If it's Senior Wuxu, maybe something can be changed."

Then, Ji Mingyuan headed all the way to the center of the royal capital. The monks and guards on the road seemed not to see them and allowed the three of them to pass.

Ji Mingyuan guessed that this was An Ledong's doing.

In fact, if Anle had not taken the initiative to show himself and wanted to find someone to lead the way, Ji Mingyuan and his uncle would not have been able to detect his presence.

"This is it."

When they arrived at the center of the capital, Ji Mingyuan pointed to a building in front of them and said, "The late emperor is buried there."

The building in front of us is more like a palace than a mausoleum.

The structure of the palace does not look magnificent, it even looks a bit simple. There are very few patterns on the beams, pillars, steps, and corridors. The style is simple, which fits Ji Yunting's decisive character.

Ji Mingyuan explained, "This was originally the sleeping palace of the late emperor. The late emperor did not allow future generations to build a mausoleum, so he was buried directly in the sleeping palace."

Anle looked carefully and found that the palace was deserted and the vegetation had long since died, making it look very desolate.

However, outside the bedroom, there were several spiritual consciousnesses with strong auras scanning back and forth. They were all cultivators who were at least at the Void Refinement stage.

Ji Mingyuan said: "There was a cultivator who hated the late emperor who tried to break into the palace, so the guards here are particularly strict."

"I don't want to disturb the late emperor, so I'm sorry I can't go with you."

Anle nodded and walked forward with Hong Yingxue.

At this moment, the monks guarding the palace felt a chill in their backs, as if some huge and terrifying will had descended, and many of them were frightened and broke out in cold sweats.

When they came to their senses, they could not find the source of this ominous premonition. When they looked at the previous emperor's bedroom, it was still peaceful and calm without any abnormalities, which made them even more suspicious.

"What was that just now?"

"Could someone have wanted to break into the late emperor's mausoleum? But where is he?"

At the same time, taking advantage of the moment when everyone was distracted, Anle had already stepped into the mausoleum.

He looked around and saw nothing but dead silence and desolate scene. A cold chill came from the deepest part of the bedroom. A cold wind blew past, and some ice chips formed on Anle's robe.

Seeing this, Hong Yingxue couldn't help but sigh: "How could such a great leader end up in such a miserable situation?"

However, Anle felt his heart skip a beat when he felt the cold wind.

In this cold wind, there is actually a very faint trace of life!

"This is……"

Anle couldn't help but quicken his pace and walked into the deepest part of the mausoleum.

The furnishings here were all covered with a very thick and deep layer of ice, giving it the texture of glass, and the air was terribly cold.

I saw countless gorgeous Taoist patterns engraved on the ground under my feet, emitting a faint light.

Surrounded by the Dao patterns is a coffin that looks like ice and jade. In the coffin lies a stunningly beautiful woman, wearing a red and gold imperial robe, lying quietly in the transparent coffin.

Her skin was whiter than snow, and was made even whiter by the red and gold imperial robe.

She lay in the ice coffin, as if floating in the clouds. She looked quiet and mysterious, with a sense of sacredness that could not be desecrated.

Anle's heart was pounding. His perception just now was not wrong. In this seemingly dead ice coffin, there was still a little bit of life left!

And the breath next to vitality was very familiar to Anle, it was the pure innate Qi!

He suddenly realized, and thought: "So, you have been waiting for me."

Anle's comprehension of the Dao realm is now different from before, and he understood the meaning of these Dao patterns in an instant. He took out the Taichu Yuanye and dripped it on several of the Dao patterns.

As the Dao patterns bloomed with bright light, a huge amount of mysterious power flowed along the patterns directly into the ice coffin.

An endless stream of vitality began to flow into the ice coffin, and the bright light flowed like water, making the woman's face more beautiful and transparent.

However, she didn't wake up yet.

Anle's heart sank, but he did not stop his actions. Instead, he continued to pour the Taichu Yuanye and released the innate Qi to stimulate the Dao patterns below.

The Primordial Liquid is the most precious natural treasure in the Great Wilderness World. The vitality and spiritual power contained in it can support an underground city-state.

At this moment, most of the Taichu Yuanye in the jade bottle flowed into the ice coffin.

Click!Click!

The surrounding ice suddenly shattered, and the Queen of Great Xia in the ice coffin finally opened her eyes.

There was a hint of tiredness and confusion in her beautiful eyes, but when she saw Anle, she suddenly woke up, first showing a strong sense of surprise, and then a little shy. She anxiously used her spiritual sense to look at her current appearance, and felt ashamed of herself.

This queen who was once so powerful that she was even called an iron-blooded tyrant, now showed the demeanor of a little girl. Anle in front of her was still young and handsome, but she was afraid that she had grown old.

The emotional changes in just a few seconds are truly amazing.

Soon, Ji Yunting suppressed her chaotic thoughts, stared at the man in front of her with her beautiful eyes, and said, "Friend An, I miss you very much."

Anle smiled and said, "Friend Ji, long time no see."

"You really have become the queen of Da Xia. I knew you could do it."

Even though it was just an ordinary compliment, it had a very special meaning to Ji Yunting's ears, causing her to unconsciously curl the corners of her mouth and smile.

She gently raised one hand, and Anle stepped forward to hold it and help her stand up.

Ji Yunting said: "After all, this is the agreement between you and me, how could I break my promise?"

"It's like I believe that you will find me and meet me in the future."

The two of them looked at each other silently, and could see each other's subtle changes.

Tens of thousands of years have not made Ji Yunting age. Her brows are still heroic, but in that heroism, there is a bit of majesty that belongs to an emperor. That is the temperament that can only be cultivated by holding the power of life and death for many years.

At the same time, Ji Yunting's eyes became deeper, more restrained, and a little haggard. He spared no effort to lead the entire country of Daxia to ascend to heaven, and won a glimmer of hope for the people of Daxia.

What she did was not much inferior to Anle's, but in the process, she was bound to endure unimaginable pressure and setbacks.

Thinking of this, Anle couldn't help but feel distressed: "Thank you for your hard work over the years."

Ji Yunting also noticed the precipitation and transformation of Anle's temperament, and was filled with emotion: "I didn't expect that the future you talked about would be so far away."

They stopped talking, but unspeakable emotions were stirring in their hearts.

The two of them didn't spend much time together, but their fate was wonderful.

When Ji Yunting felt uneasy about the current situation in Daxia and no one understood her, it was Anle who pointed out the direction for her. She could only confide her pain and troubles to Anle, and she spent many lonely nights with Anle, gradually developing an attachment to him.

It was precisely because of the promise he made to Anle that Ji Yunting always kept his original intention unchanged and persisted even in the face of tremendous difficulties and obstacles.

It can be said that Anle is her spiritual pillar.

Back then, Anle also admired this strong and independent woman and had some affection for her, but now the whole country's rise to prominence makes him admire her even more.

Their relationship is that of both teacher and friend, but it is not just simple love, but a more sincere and precious comradeship.

How lucky it is to have someone accompany you on the road to working towards the same ambition?

Hong Yingxue, who was not far away, was like a bright light bulb. She stared at the two of them dimly, and couldn't help muttering in her heart: "One of them is the Queen of Daxia, and the other is the next emperor recognized by the Emperor of Dazhou. Isn't this a match made in heaven?"

"Wait, what about me?"

Chapter 372 Getting married today?

With Hong Yingxue by their side, although Anle and Ji Yunting had feelings for each other, they did not do anything out of the ordinary.

They just sat in this bedroom, chatting casually and talking about the past.

Some of the words didn't make sense to Hong Yingxue, but the couple was very happy and felt that every word was sweet and heart-warming.

The ice in the bedroom gradually melted, and the flowers, plants and trees outside were reborn, sprouting new leaves and branches. On each tree, there were even fresh flowers blooming, as if winter had come to spring, and the place was full of spring.

During the conversation, Anle also learned about Ji Yunting's magnificent journey.

The story begins when Da Zhou was moved into the Infinite Moment Stone by Anle.

With the disappearance of the entire Great Zhou, the extraterritorial demons disappeared from the eyes of the people of Daxia. They were naturally very happy, thinking that they no longer had to fight and that good days were just around the corner!

At first, the people of Daxia did enjoy a period of peace and harmony.

But the good times did not last long. With the disappearance of the enemy, the internal conflicts in Daxia had no way to be vented and became increasingly intensified, and even rebellions occurred frequently.

It was at this time that Ji Yunting spread some of the advanced ideas taught by Anle, and as Anle said, he found companions and fellow Taoists and built his own team.