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No monk is willing to bear such a high price.

But the white-haired young man in front of him was willing.

What is he planning?

Fang Weihan was silent.

"A single piece of evidence may not change anything; the accumulation of countless evidence may just be a tragedy of an ant trying to shake a tree."

"But it's always possible, right?"

The white-haired young man looked at Fang Weihan gently, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

"For the prosperity of this dynasty, or even just the possibility of prosperity, what's the harm in paying a small price?"

"Put a drop of your blood on the white ball."

The white-haired young man said in a low voice.

Fang Weihan walked forward and covered the white ball with his injured left hand.

"Om."

The white ball made a buzzing sound.

Fang Weihan can now see the evil deeds of these families more intuitively.

"General Xu Zhi, who started the rebellion with Taizu, fought in more than a hundred battles and rarely lost. When the country was stabilized, he was framed by the Wang family of Shangyuan and died in the prison of the court without being judged."

"When Taizu raised his army, the Pei family of Hedong swallowed up more than a hundred plots of land in the four counties of Hedong and took all the salt and iron of Hedong for themselves. Seventeen or eighteen people in Hedong died."

"The Fanyang Lu family and the Langya Wang family were not on good terms and often attacked each other in court. Old grudges accumulated and they formed factions that ruined the country and made it difficult for government orders to be implemented. Everyone resented them, and it became even worse."

……

Unjust cases, atrocities, blood debts...

The more Fang Weihan looked down, the more shocked he became.

These aristocratic families are like parasites on the big tree of Great Zhou, and they don't care about the condition of each leaf at all.

As long as the big trees are still alive, this land is their paradise.

"This is something that only happened during the reign of Emperor Taizu. Now you should know why I am determined to bring them down at all costs, right?"

The white-haired young man whispered.

"It's a pity that I didn't have enough time and I couldn't wait for that opportunity."

He sighed, filled with resentment.

"But you waited."

"Since the noble families have launched a rebellion, they have completely torn their relations with the royal family. Regardless of whether they succeed or not, they are not united internally, and there will definitely be various problems, big or small, in the distribution of interests."

“That gives you room to maneuver.”

He turned around and looked at Fang Weihan, his face full of energy.

"I have accurately predicted that at this time point where you are, in the near future, the world will usher in a huge and cruel change."

"The winner will be able to ride on the throne of the Great Zhou and enjoy another thousand years of prosperity; the loser will fall into the dust of history, perhaps without even a punctuation mark left in the history books."

"A revolution will definitely determine the winner. I hope that you and the aristocratic families will stand on opposite sides. I also hope that you will be the winner."

The white-haired young man said leisurely.

His figure gradually began to disappear.

Fang Weihan couldn't help it anymore, he wanted to say something.

"No need to speak."

The white-haired young man's feet had already turned into points of light and disappeared, but he waved his hands as if he didn't care.

"I can't hear you even if you say it. There's still a thousand years between us."

"It's too long. I won't live to see you."

He said with a smile.

"Remember everything I said."

"You are our last hope."

"Reintegrate this broken country, abolish this false name, and give the world a true dynasty."

The body of the white-haired young man almost completely disappeared, leaving only a head vaguely visible.

"Take care."

"Your Highness Prince Guangling."

He smiled one last time and his figure completely disappeared.

Fang Weihan watched all this in silence, standing motionless with a big white ball in front of him.

In the silent dark room, only Zhou Lu on his shoulder was emitting a faint golden light.

Did he just call me, His Royal Highness Prince Guangling?

Fang Weihan stretched out his trembling fingers and brushed across his forehead.

There was already cold sweat.

Yesterday, a good brother gave me a reward, so today the author wrote an extra chapter. It's not short this time, right?

Chapter 128 Broken, Really Empty

"Don't panic, Fang Weihan. Calm down. There are no monsters in this world. Believe in materialism. Those are all fake, all fake..."

Fang Weihan walked to the side of the stone platform, put the big white ball into his space spirit ring, and then sat down on the stone platform.

Big white ball: “?”

"Who the hell is this guy?"

Fang Weihan had a habit in his previous life.

Normally he wouldn't swear when he was extremely angry, but when he was talking to himself in an extremely anxious manner, his swearing would be particularly strong.

It’s all because of the damn exam-oriented education.

If you don't greet the person who set the test when you are doing the test, you will feel like you are doing something unfair to him.

His Royal Highness Prince Guangling?

Would you like to hear what you are talking about?

Is this something you, a person who lived a thousand years ago, should say?

The impact of these five words on him was really too great.

This feeling is like...how to put it?

You found a CD in an antique market, which was said to contain top-secret video material.

The store owner said that you should just appreciate it on your own and not tell anyone.

Fang Weihan feels that he is in this state now.

It's like forcing yourself into sage mode.

His college roommate in his previous life said that the sage mode was helpful in work and study.

Fang Weihan rubbed his head with a smile, indicating that you were talking nonsense.

It's a vicious cycle.

Fang Weihan sat on the stone platform, forced himself to sit cross-legged, and assumed the posture of Guanyin.

This can give him some sense of security.

"First of all, this white-haired man should have mastered a certain ability to predict the future."

Fang Weihan silently reviewed all the information he knew in his mind.

"But the key point is: this ability is 'certain'. He cannot clearly understand the changing situation in the outside world, and even misjudged the current situation as a rebellion of the aristocratic families."

"But it is clear that the noble families did not rebel, and Fang Zun is sitting on the throne of the emperor."

He continued to analyze to himself:

"He originally wanted to collect evidence of the evil deeds of the noble families, and then take advantage of a certain opportunity to wipe them out. However, perhaps because he had made too many vows to the Heavenly Dao, he consumed a lot of his lifespan. He did not live to see that time."

"So he placed this dinosaur egg here and left a projection of the past, hoping that someone who enters here can inherit his legacy."

Fang Weihan managed to figure out the general logic of the incident, but he was still very uneasy, as if ants were crawling all over his body.

Because the above logic can only barely make sense. If you think about it carefully, you will find that it is not the case at all.

There are two main problems with this logic.

First, he could even misjudge the current external situation, so how could he know that he was the King of Guangling?

Isn't this obviously nonsense?

I have solved the derivative of the big math question in the college entrance examination, and the dead numbers are listed, right?

It’s not that there is no possibility, but that the probability is very low. Fang Weihan feels that as a high-level strong man who can predict the future, this white-haired man should not make such a low-level mistake.

Second, how did he know that entering this place was definitely because the energy of the Lingshan Dragon Pond Formation had been exhausted?

Yes, there are no ninth-level strongmen in the world today, and there is no way to break the Lingshan Dragon Pond Formation and its counter-formation from the outside, but there are also things like Qiongju Return to Purity, right?

Fang Weihan felt that if only his cultivation level was higher and he could break through to the divine realm, he would be able to use the Qiongju Fanpu sword to tear open a hole in this ninth-level formation.

Moreover, among all the righteous paths of cultivation in the world, it seems that only Jingtian can predict the future.

This white-haired man is most likely a disciple of Linyuan Pavilion.

That's even more strange. Would the disciples of Linyuan Pavilion not know that their sect has a sword skill that can specialize in formations?

The more Fang Weihan thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

He scratched his hair in annoyance, feeling a suffocated feeling in his heart.

This situation has been going on for a long time.

When he first came to this world, he believed that he could break through, move forward step by step, and survive to the end.

But as the situation developed further, Fang Weihan always felt that there seemed to be a hand pushing him forward.

Every time I take a step forward and try to solve a mystery, I will uncover more mysteries.

It was as if there were a few juicy radishes growing in the ground. Fang Weihan, who was passing by, had a sore throat and was about to die of thirst.

So he decided to pull out a carrot to quench his thirst.

The radish was pulled out, but the roots were covered in mud, and the mud contained worms, and the worms contained parasites...

Although the radish was eaten, more problems arose.

Otherwise, why should we protect the carrots?

From Huanhua Tower, to the Directorate of Works, to the Tianlu Hall, and then to the Outer City District...

Now he was back in the basement of Huanhua Tower.

Grandma's, this is where the dream begins.

Fang Weihan looked above his head.

"go."

He poked the floating Zhou Luyuan and pointed to the ceiling.

Zhou Lu originally understood and flew up slowly, acting as a light bulb to illuminate him.

"Move it yourself."