Chapter 745 Simi (2)

At that time, the young monk arranged many matters for the Dragon Hidden Temple, and then Qichen went to Chang'an again.

During this period of time, he walked much slower than before.

News of the new emperor's ascension to the throne had long since spread, and natural disasters had also become more frequent with the ascension of the new emperor. In the face of the divine will in the dark, the manpower seemed to be powerless to the extreme.

The Great Chu Dynasty, which Emperor Wan Zhen had carefully maintained throughout his life, suddenly looked like it had collapsed in less than a month. Tyrant walked all the way, watching all the way, and helping the victims that he could help.

Three months later, he arrived at Deerhorn Plain. In this short period of three months, rebels had risen everywhere. The people were in even worse straits in this kind of war. Hunger could be seen everywhere. The people that the monk had rescued were far inferior to the casualties caused by a small war. A sense of powerlessness filled the monk's mind. At this moment, for the first time in his life, his convictions were shaken.

He remembered what Emperor Wan Zhen had said to him when he left Chang'an.

The heavens were going to die.

However, these sufferings were destined to be borne by the people. What was the reason for this? Two hundred years ago, Da Chu had indeed done something heaven-defying and forcefully continued the fate of his country. However, two hundred years later, which of the emperors of Da Chu was not an inspirational emperor? Which of them was not a virtuous and loving person? Then why did they still insist on dying on this day?

Was the will of heaven in the dark important, or was the life of all living beings in this world important?

The monk was full of questions.

Therefore, he had a sudden intention to change his schedule and head to the dangerous peak that had stood for ten thousand years in the antler plains.

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The name of the Saint Monk was not a waste of his reputation. The monk's ability was far beyond singing Buddhist scriptures and preaching Buddhism. His cultivation had long since reached the Immortal Realm. This mountain climbing path was nothing troublesome to him. He used about seven days to climb this dangerous mountain peak.

The Confucian scholars in Lunar Temple were extremely fond of that deductive technique. They didn't know if it was to show off or really make a great contribution. In short, when the monk arrived at the top of the mountain, there was already a white-clothed Confucian scholar standing outside the Lunar Temple. They knew the monk's intentions, so they didn't waste much time. They directly led the monk into the Lunar Temple and sent him to the Phoenix Arrival Pavilion.

The Supreme True Man who had lived for four hundred years and had seen the rise and fall of the entire Great Chu was already sitting high in the pavilion, waiting for the arrival of the monk.

Both of them were smart people, and the conversations between smart people were never too complicated.

The monk knew the rules, so he asked his question without hesitation, "Who will determine the number of Heavenly Dao Samsara's rise and fall?"

The old man in a wide white robe shook his head with narrowed eyes and replied, "I don't know."

The monk frowned. He never thought that he would receive such an answer. However, he did not blame the so-called omniscient immortal in front of him, nor did he question his answer. He only gave a Buddhist salute to the immortal after a moment of shock, and then turned around to leave.

Tyrant's thoughts were very simple. Since even the Supreme True Man was unable to answer this question, he could only find someone who could see farther and live longer than the Supreme True Man to give him an answer.

However, the moment he stepped out of the Phoenix Arrival Pavilion, Daoist Supreme suddenly called out to him, "I can't give him the answer that the Saint Monk wants. However, since the Lunar Temple was established, there has never been anything that made people return empty-handed. Since he can't solve the Saint Monk's confusion today, I'll give him an item. I don't know if it will be of any help to the Saint Monk in the future."

Supreme True Man gave the monk an ancient book, an ancient book without a name. The monk flipped through the ancient book roughly. It recorded a method of creating something called a divine seed. The method of creating it was extremely cruel, and most of the inferences were based on the experiment of strangers. The monk did not like what was said in the book, but under the impulse of some thoughts that he himself could not say, he did not destroy the book at the first possible moment, and instead carried it with him. He vaguely sensed that some things seemed to be far from as simple as he had imagined.

After leaving Lunar Temple, the monk set off again.

This time, he walked very quickly. In just four to five days, he had already crossed the Deer Horn Plains and Jizhou. He did not stop for a moment for the people who were wailing on the roadside, because he knew that he could not save everyone. When he arrived at Chang'an, the once prosperous and peaceful capital seemed to have changed its appearance. Although the streets were still packed with people, the monk could feel a wave of unease and anger surging in the crowd.

The monk went outside Pu Tian Palace to ask for an audience. The person welcoming him was the royal princess named Fang Qingqing.

However, after months of absence, the girl was no longer as lively as usual. Her eyes were red and her face was haggard. The monk could imagine how torturous these days should be for the girl.

The two of them stayed silent. Under the lead of the girl, the monk entered the inner palace and met the new emperor. He was also the child that he had taught for five years, Fang Ming.

Although they didn't have the name of master or disciple, there were two true apostles who looked at each other in the empty Pu Tian Palace for a long time. The once vigorous child who was like a rising sun no longer had the spiritual energy in his eyes that made the monk admire him. After exchanging such looks, he sighed deeply and incomparably heavily.

Before the young emperor could say anything after sighing, the monk threw the ancient book in his arms in front of the emperor. He said, "I want to know the truth."

Under the aggressive questioning of the monk, the young emperor did not hold out for too long. After the Chu ancestor used the Dragon-Snake Twin Life Technique to continue Chu's national destiny 200 years ago, the Great Chu Imperial Clan did not relax because of the continued national destiny. Instead, they were immersed in fear of the unknown destiny of heaven and earth. In order to ensure that the rule of Da Chu could continue forever, and also to protect themselves, the Chu Kingdom's first people climbed the Ya Qi Mountain for the second time and found the Demigod God Seed's method. Since then, the Chu Dynasty's royal families have been secretly studying this method.

Half of Da Chu's dissipated luck was due to the will of the heavens, while the other half was consumed as the dragon energy needed for this Half Demon Divine Seed Technique.

After reading the ancient book, the monk noticed that the descendants of the Chu Imperial Clan were all talented. In addition to the strange dragon qi flowing out of the Great Chu Empire, this was why he had such a guess. At this moment, Fang Ming was telling the truth, but the monk who sat down and guessed did not let go of it. Instead, he frowned.

The reason for that was because the imperial family of the Great Chu Dynasty had been transformed into half-demons a hundred years ago by those seniors who were almost insane. But if that's the case, They were still not the perfect God Seed, They lacked the Demon Monarch's blood essence. The injection of Dragon Qi had left these royal clans empty of half-demon bodies. However, their souls were often controlled by this formidable power that did not belong to them because they were unable to control it. In the end, most of them would die from all kinds of disasters caused by this power losing control.

A hundred years ago, the Darchu Imperial Clan realized this kind of problem. However, once the Half Demon Body was formed, there was no turning back. The imperial clans of Da Chu had no choice but to bear this curse for a hundred years. It wasn't that they hadn't attempted to kill the Demon Monarch to obtain his blood essence, but Da Chu had been suffering from natural disasters since 200 years ago. In addition to the dragon qi they had once devoured, Da Chu's rule had been on the verge of collapse. The various warlords had separated, and on the surface, they respected the Da Chu Imperial Clan as their king, but in reality, they had already formed their own factions. The imperial families of Da Chu knew very well how terrifying the Monster Lord was. They would not have any extravagant hopes of persuading all forces, including the Long Yin Temple, to release the Monster Lord they had suppressed. Because they knew that no one would agree to their request. The fundamental reason why the demon race still stayed in the 100,000 mountains was because only the last Demon Monarch was left in the 100,000 mountains. Once any of them were released, it was possible for the demon race to start a riot again.

Thus, there was only one hundred thousand mountains left on the roadside in front of the Darchu Imperial Clan.

However, under such a pack of wolves, the Darchu Imperial Clan was obviously unable to launch any action against the 100,000 mountains.

Having said that, The young emperor walked down the high steps of Pu Tian Palace. He knelt in front of the monk. He begged the monk to save the Darchu Imperial Clan, At this moment, Da Chu's luck had already reached the brink of collapse. Once the Great Chu Imperial Clan stepped down from the divine altar and the new king ascended to the throne, they would definitely discover the secrets of the Great Chu Imperial Clan. In order to maintain their rule and obtain enough Dragon Qi, no matter what the Great Chu Imperial Clan did, they were destined to be slaughtered in the end.

The monk knew very well that the ancestors of the Darchu Imperial Clan, to transform his junior into a half-demon, How bloody this process was, He also knew how great a calamity the dragon qi devoured by the ancestors of Da Chu for their own selfishness would bring to the creatures of this world. However, for the current Da Chu imperial clans, they had not participated in the events of hundreds of years ago. They were just pitiful people whose fate had been decided by the ancestors.

Fang Ming pleaded with the monk. The imperial clan of Darchu was willing to hand over the dragon qi in their bodies and even give up the status of the so-called imperial clan. They only hoped that their clansmen would be able to escape this fate and that the world would no longer suffer such calamity.

Tyrant couldn't find a reason to reject Fang Ming. He pondered for a long time with a calm brow, but in the end, he still agreed.

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Before leaving, the monk went to see Fang Qingqing alone.

He sat opposite the princess and tasted the tea. This silence lasted for two hours. The two of them seemed to enjoy the peace, but before they left, Fang Qingqing still spoke to the monk.

She said that she only knew about everything about the Da Chu Imperial Clan after her younger brother ascended the throne. And now, she was enjoying the evil consequences planted by her ancestors. The half-demonic force in her body was rampaging and devouring her life step by step. She would not live long. So she mustered up the courage to reveal her feelings to the monk. She hoped that the monk could stay and accompany her for the last period of time.

The monk naturally rejected the girl.

He wasn't really heartless enough to completely ignore a girl's burning and genuine emotions. Rather, he knew that instead of dying in a false fantasy, he would rather die in search of hope.

He wanted to save her, save her clansmen, and save the millions of civilians in this world.

He decided to head west to the legendary hundred thousand mountains to find the Demon Lord and retrieve the Demon Lord's blood essence for her. He also wanted to go to the Kunlun Immortal Mountain in the further west and ask the immortals who controlled the heavens and the earth why they wanted this world to always sink into misery in one way or another. He wanted to push the boat along and let the royal family of Da Chu become a true half-demon, while he would take care of the royal family of Da Chu and teach them to become qualified emperors.

He was very eager to complete these things, because only after he had done all this would he have the qualifications to let go of everything he carried and respond to the things he had been avoiding.

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