Chapter 378 Immortal Elixir

Stroking Little Prince's tender face, Yinn Yue smiled bitterly, not daring to let tears flow out, lest Little Prince would wake up at any time to see that he had a weak mother. The fittest in the palace survived, and the weak could only turn into bones.

At the request of Little Prince's childlike voice, Retired Emperor finally met Wanyan Lin. The father and son had been alone for an afternoon. No one knew what they had said, and the heavy rain stopped after the father and son's conversation. The majestic palace was shrouded in a gorgeous rainbow. Within half a day, rumors spread around Capital City.

All of them were emperor jiafeng's remorse for the heavens' forgiveness for the rain, and the fact that emperor jiafeng's genius in Xiaogan would shine with the rays of the sun. For a moment, Wanyan Lin's prestige in the hearts of the people was even higher than before.

Wanyan Lin was busy with government affairs every day and paid more attention to people's livelihood than ever before. The rain and dew in the back palace were harmonious, as if a generation of wise emperors had been born on the day he awoke, and the image of benevolent monarch was also portrayed by the historians.

However, no one knew that a secret passage had been recently cut open in the secret chamber of Mental Cultivation Hall, leading directly to a temple outside the city. Wanyan Lin would read and read the memorials in Mental Cultivation Hall a few days a month, but he actually came here secretly.

"Give me the immortal pill." Wanyan Lin covered his chest with one hand and looked at the monk who was meditating in front of him with a pale face. He knew that there was something wrong with the immortal elixir he had given him, but this thing could prolong his life and bring him happiness. Wanyan Lin was already unable to extricate himself.

However, the old monk never gave him many pills, so Wanyan Lin could only take risks again and again, not considering what the old monk's ultimate goal was.

"The master said that the emperor has been working hard recently. This bottle of immortal elixir was given to the emperor by the gods, Amitabha." A little monk handed the medicine bottle to him with both hands and lost the innocence and loveliness of a child.

Grabbing the bottle, Wanyan Lin couldn't wait to pour out one and swallow it. A satisfied smile appeared on his thin and listless face, and he was lying on the couch in a narcissistic manner. His tightly closed eyes did not see the mocking look in the old monk's eyes once.

It was nearly an hour before Wanyan Lin sat up lazily, yawning and crossing his knees. His dragon robe had been ravaged with wrinkles, and the crown had fallen to the ground without knowing when. His long hair was disheveled and scattered behind his head, adding a touch of evil charm to him.

Holding his chin with one hand, Wanyan Lin looked at the old monk who was still. After waiting for a long time, he lost his patience. He got up and said to the little monk, "Tell your master that I've been here. If you need anything, go to Mental Cultivation Hall to see me."

"Your majesty, take your time, Amitabha." The little monk read the dharma sign and sat cross-legged beside the old monk to meditate together, without any intention of giving Wanyan Lin a present.

About an hour later, the little monk looked up at the old monk and said, "Master, are you going to practice the method of returning to the yang tonight?"

"You better get ready first." The old monk's eyelids trembled slightly and he spoke hoarsely.

"Yes." The little monk stood up, gave the old monk a buddhist salute and turned away. From the pace, he must have good internal skills. At least he could tie with wu yuqing, but he was only about ten years old.

Besides, since Su Mianyue left the village, he had been looking for the place where they lived in biwu. Because he was worried that something happened to Biwu and the others, Su Mianyue galloped all the way. However, it took him more than four months to get to the place near the border of the Tianlan. I don't know how many refugees my family ran away from the war.

Since shangguan lin's death, many countries have tried to carve up the Tianlan's land. One or two countries were not afraid to attack the Tianlan, but the surrounding countries acted as if they had agreed to do it together, which made the company tired of preparing. Although there were no cities lost for the time being, if the war continued, The Tianlan would sooner or later face a situation where they could not defend their territory.

Although Su Mianyue was secretly worried that once the first power was divided up, the entire continent would fall into a war, but her power alone was limited, what contribution could she make to peace?

Finally, they came to the small village near the mountain. This was where Biwu left the last clue. Su Mianyue quickly found the small yard where they lived temporarily. However, the gate of the yard was open, and the things in the yard were scattered all over the ground. Su Mianyue searched the rooms one by one. They found that all the rooms were covered with dust and dust, and they didn't know if anyone was cleaning them.

"Who is it?" Hearing a noise in the cellar, Su Mianyue kicked away the board on top of the cellar and let out a low cry.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything!" A panicked voice came from the cellar.

Su Mianyue frowned and lit the fire fold, holding three darts in one hand. When he saw the scene in the cellar, he couldn't help but be surprised.

There were dozens of corpses piled up in the cellar that was supposed to store the grain. Judging from their clothes, there were professional killers and civilians. On top of these corpses sat a girl of seven or eight years old. She was stained with blood and hung with rotting flesh. An arm that was already bent was terrifying.

Her large black and white eyes were filled with fear, and she held a broken limb that had already rotted. It was not hard to tell from the uneven gap in the upper part that it was the girl's food. She must have survived by eating dead human flesh. Although she would feel fear, it was her instinct to survive.

"I won't kill you. I'll get you out of here. Trust me, okay?" Putting away the concealed weapon, Su Mianyue reached out his hand to the girl, not daring to get too close so as not to frighten her.

The girl sat still and stared at Su Mianyue. She saw a soft smile on Su Mianyue's face and cried out after a long time, "It's scary. They rushed in and killed a lot of people. Pretty sister and brother also killed a lot of them, but they had too many people. They took pretty sister and brother and grandpa. Woo, they also killed Hua's parents. They were so scary, wow..."

Probably believing that Su Mianyue was a good person, the girl cried and told Su Mianyue about the bloody scene she had seen, but she could not say anything except the scenes of murder.

Su Mianyue also did not expect the girl to tell the truth. Undoubtedly, the girl's experience and her parents'death were all implicated by Biwu and the others, and biwu and the others should be implicated by themselves. Otherwise, who would kill Biwu, the Su Family father and son and the Su Family disciple who had disappeared for no reason?

No, the other party caught them alive, was it to threaten themselves?

Su Mianyue's mind flashed with countless guesses, but he was not sure who had taken them away. As long as they had taken them alive, it must have been because they were valuable, at least for now they were safe.

As for what he missed, Su Mianyue could not remember for the time being, so he could only settle the little girl first and talk about other things.