Eternal Sacred King Chapter 595: Distress
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Time flies.
In a twinkling of an eye, Zhu Guo, who was in the ruins of Dagan, was born, and it has been five years since the battle of Tianjiao.
The impact of this battle has not subsided with the passage of time, but has been expanding!
War in the Northern Territory is everywhere!
The major princes are constantly fighting and colliding, conquering cities, and within a year, there will be several dynasties change!
Under such frequent wars, countless common people have been killed, displaced, and their families destroyed.
The three major dynasties of Dashang, Dayou, and Daxia were eager to move, and the Zhou dynasty had no time for him to take care of them.
In addition, Ji Yaoxue has just ascended the throne of the emperor, she is still a woman, the first person in ancient and modern times, the ruling and the wild are chaotic, countless cows, ghosts and snakes have emerged, and the chaos of the Great Zhou Dynasty has begun to appear!
Fortunately, the Great Zhou Dynasty has been built for thousands of years, with a solid foundation and a deep heritage, which can still keep the situation under control.
But from the ruling and the opposition, some people of insight can see that if this trend continues, within a hundred years, the Great Zhou Dynasty will encounter a catastrophe!
A little carelessness, Wannian Foundation may be ruined!
If something happens, the catastrophe will be advanced, and it may happen at any time!
Da Zhou is already an internal and external trouble!
This is a huge test for Ji Yaoxue, the current emperor of Zhou.
No matter how turbulent the Northern Territory is, in the depths of the Dagan ruins, there is a hidden place isolated from the world, away from the hustle and bustle.
The bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.
For five years.
Two young monks, an old monk, chant sutras and salute the Buddha in this humble ancient temple every day, while a little fox guards them in peace and tranquility.
Only in the backyard of the main hall, there are occasional chain sounds.
In the early morning of this day, a handsome monk walked out of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, straightened his clothes, opened the gate of the ancient temple, and walked outside.
For five years.
This is the same on this day of the year.
The little novice monk in the ancient temple is already quite familiar. He just raised his head and glanced, then retracted his gaze and continued to comprehend the scriptures.
The backyard of the main hall.
The old monk had just paid homage to an old man. He glanced away and saw the big man lying next to him in the cemetery, lazily basking in the morning sun, and suddenly said:
"Red-haired ghost, this inner alchemy has been repaired, so you don't need to come here in the future. You should concentrate on chanting sutras to the Buddha and find a way to restore the alchemy as soon as possible."
"Huh?"
When the big man was anxious, he jumped up, ignoring that the old monk called him a red-haired ghost, and said loudly: "This is not good! I don't take up his day time, he just thinks about you during the day. Buddhism things, he has to come to me to practice at night!"
"Furthermore, five years have passed, he has been comprehending the scriptures all day, and there is no movement in the dantian, and it may not be useful in another fifty years! Lao Tzu said, learning your Buddhist things is a waste of time!"
The old monk had no expression on his face, and asked, "Drink your blood, don't waste time?"
"Of course!"
The big man proudly said: "After drinking the blood of Lao Tzu for five years, the inner alchemy is not to mention that this kid's body is much more terrifying than five years ago! The real golden pill outside, just hit him!"
The old monk sneered slightly.
The big man murmured: "I don't care, he has to come to me to practice at night. Whether his golden core can recover is simply unknown, even you can't help it. You can't spend all of his time there. "
The old monk frowned, stared at the big man with profound meaning, and asked: "You are so caring, do you have other purposes?"
"What purpose can I have?"
The big man's chest slapped, and the righteous loudly said: "That woman was kind to Lao Tzu back then, how can Lao Tzu be the kind of person who knows her gratitude but does not repay it!"
After a pause, the big man rolled his eyes as if thinking of something. He looked weird and touched his chin and said: "However, there is something on this kid that was unexpected to Lao Tzu. His inner alchemy has been healed. Starting late, Lao Tzu tells him something else, hey!"
"What?"
The old monk asked.
The big guy said with a smile: "Little trick, you can't get on the table."
The old monk smiled slightly and turned away.
He knows the big man too well.
The more the big man said that, the more difficult this'little trick' became.
……
Under the Dragon Burial Valley.
A young monk stood there, dressed in a gray monk robe, with clean eyes, his palms lightly touching the cold stone wall, his ears moved, as if he was listening.
"Zimo, I'm here again."
"Hey, Mr. Su's health has not been very good over the years, and his hair has turned white. On the one hand, it is because of your death, and on the other hand, it is also because of the people of Yan."
"Mr., I learned a lot. He is a real Mingjun, but it's a pity..."
The woman will talk about what happened in the past year one by one, without any rush or delay, as if she was chatting with others.
The young monk listened quietly.
When Mr. Su's health is deteriorating, the young monk will show concern.
When you hear something interesting, the young monk also smiles.
One is in the valley, and the other is at the bottom.
Although the two cannot see each other, they seem to be connected by an invisible thread, sharing sorrow and joy, and sorrow and joy.
Unconsciously, it was midday.
Suddenly!
There was a burst of triumphant laughter above the Dragon Burial Valley.
"Hahahaha!"
A man’s voice came: "It really is the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, what a coincidence! In the next Great Xia dynasty, you have been with you for a long time!"
"Oh, that's right. In the ancient battlefield, Jun Hao, who died in the hands of fellow Taoists, was his brother."
Si Junyu laughed and said, "I would like to thank my fellow Daoists, otherwise, with my brother, there will never be a day for this king!"
"The emperor goes first!"
The other man's voice sounded calmly and powerfully.
The young monk frowned slightly, his voice sounded familiar, he seemed to be the guard of the emperor of Zhou, Mingze Zhenjun.
The young monk felt a little peaceful.
With Yuan Ying Zhenjun protecting women, there shouldn't be much trouble.
"Huh! Want to go?"
Si Junyu sneered and said: "Today, even if you wing your wings, you can't escape!"
"Ming Zezhen, don't come here without problems."
"Mingze, today is your death date!"
Immediately afterwards, two other voices sounded, murderous!
Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, the young monk has faintly guessed that Si Junyu is here prepared, and even invited two Yuan Ying Zhenjun to deal with Mingze Zhenjun!
Sure enough.
Just listen to Sijun Yu said coldly: "Daoist Yaoxue~IndoMTL.com~You are indeed very cautious, for fear of attracting too much attention, there is only one person with you, but..."
"Don't forget, this is the ruins of Dagan, a mixture of fish and dragons, and it does not belong to the territory of your Great Zhou. It is impossible if you want to completely avoid people's eyes and eyes!"
"Tsk tusk."
Si Junyu laughed, and said: "It's really funny, the dignified emperor of Zhou will actually come here on this day of the year at a huge risk. It seems that the evildoer that fell five years ago, Is the relationship with you really unusual?"
"I heard that the enchanting brother is missing and won't be hidden by you? Hahahahaha!"
"What do you want?" The woman said, interrupting Si Junyu's laughter.
Si Junyu put away his smile and said coldly: "Of course I use your head to make me the emperor!"
The bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.
The young monk has cold eyes.