247 The Emperor's Grace and the Divination of Blood Beads
"If you can live a little longer, who will care whether you are possessed or not?"
When Yan Wulu heard this, he couldn't help but think - it's hard for his master to cherish his life so much, and even went to participate in the extremely dangerous and unpredictable battle of Purple Mountain for him.
And then later.
After Yan Wulu and others returned to the Northland.
Jun Xing also had the idea of withdrawing from the world.
He made a special trip to find Yan Wulu.
Jun Xing said, "I am very proud to have a disciple like you, Wu Lu. But at the same time, I have nothing more to teach you. You will be more accomplished than my teacher in the future."
"... As a teacher, I have long been tired of the world. Now, it's time to withdraw from the world."
Yan Wulu sometimes doesn't quite understand why these people with status and reputation in the world like to withdraw from the world.
However, he also expressed that he would support Master Junxing's decision.
Yan Wulu asked Jun Xing if he needed to live in seclusion in the North?
In this way, he can often visit Junxing.
Jun Xing waved his hand and refused, saying——
"My teacher once made a promise to Shui Bi. He wanted to see the far north, cross the East China Sea, the South China Sea, and go to the west of the Western Region."
"...To find the so-called 'edge of the world' as a teacher, this is Shui Bi's lifelong dream, and now, this is also my dream."
Yan Wulu sighed with emotion when he heard this.
He no longer wanted to retain his master Jun Xing, but he only hoped that when Jun Xing came back in the future, he would definitely come to Zhenbei Palace again.
Jun Xing said, "I will definitely do it."
…
Yan Dong, king of Zhenbei, and Yan Wulu stayed in Jinling for more than ten days.
The old emperor Zhao Purui gave King Zhenbei the supreme honor.
The King of Zhenbei was originally the highest-ranking vassal king who "went to the palace with swords and shoes, entered the court without following, and praised and worshiped without name".
And now, the old emperor has even awarded him the title of "Shangzhu Kingdom", making him one of the only two people in Daqian alive to receive this title.
He was given various honorary titles and numerous rewards.
King Zhenbei accepted them all.
However, during this period of time, Yan Wulu did not see any joy in his father's "revenge".
He once asked Yan Dong tentatively.
And Yan Dong said - "Although blood revenge is avenged, the deceased cannot be resurrected."
When Yan Wulu heard this, he also looked dark for a moment.
They are preparing to return to the Northland.
Yan Dong, Yan Wulu, and Yan Weiyu all petitioned to return to Beidi.
And the old emperor Zhao Purui surprisingly agreed to them all.
The Demon Suppression Department has begun the handover, with deputy commander Han Fan taking over Yan Weiyu's position as chief commander.
This also means that everyone in Zhenbei Wang Yan's family will return to the North.
There are no more Northland hostages in Jinling City.
It's very rare.
Yan Wulu felt something was wrong.
Could it be that the old emperor was so happy that there were no immortals standing over the dynasty to challenge the imperial power, so he "showed extra kindness" and "the emperor's kindness is so great"?
Yan Wulu didn't come up with an exact answer, but no matter what, in a few days, King Zhenbei's team would set off back to the North.
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…
At the same time as the Battle of Purple Mountain ended.
Thousands of miles away.
【Tingyun Pavilion】.
On top of the majestic cloud cliff, stands the tower of [Tingyun Pavilion].
[Tingyun Pavilion] was rebuilt by a direct elder in the attic after the destruction of [Zhaixing Pavilion].
It is said that the reason why the headquarters of "Tingyun Pavilion" was chosen on this cloud cliff is because it was once the site of "Star Reaching Pavilion", but no one has been able to verify it.
Tower interior.
Yan Fei put the blood beads emitting a strange blood glow in his hand into a huge compass.
The blood drops flowed out, following the lines of the compass, forming a strange blood array.
The blood array on the compass shone with dazzling blood.
Finally, the blood glow stopped.
The blood bead in the center of the compass stops supplying blood.
The bright red lines in the blood array faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye...
Then, a red elixir that was almost beguiling floated out of the compass.
Yan Fei took it with one hand and murmured to himself: "It's just a primary blood pill?"
Just when I was about to take a closer look.
Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.
The elders and guards in [Tingyun Pavilion] didn't even have time to report, but someone had already broken in.
Yan Fei's face is still beautiful and calm. In this world, there is only one person who can break into [Tingyun Pavilion] like this.
She calmly put the "blood pill" into the ring.
He turned around and faced the person who came.
Yan Fei smiled charmingly, his lips parted lightly, "Senior sister, you are well."
"Junior sister."
The person who came spoke was a very familiar female voice.
She was wearing a [Tingyun Pavilion]-style taupe jacket, and she felt extremely mysterious.
She slowly lifted up the huge gray-brown hood.
The camera freezes, and it turns out to be Zhang Chunhua's mother, Mrs. Zhang.
Zhang's face is still so upright and strong, and it is impossible to connect it with [Tingyun Pavilion].
…
"Back then, you followed Master for just two days and learned the art of fortune-telling and stargazing that Master is most proud of."
"...You know, I have learned these things from my master since I was a child, and it took me twenty years to learn them."
"...If you hadn't insisted on quitting [Tingyun Pavilion] for a man, my position as the master of the pavilion should have been taken by you, senior sister."
Yan Fei brought up the past.
Regarding these, she did not judge too much about right or wrong.
The same goes for Mrs. Zhang, she always does what she wants.
"So, senior sister, you haven't been to [Tingyun Pavilion] again for so many years. Why did you come suddenly today?"
Yan Fei turned to ask.
Zhang responded, "I want to verify a few things."
"Um?"
Yan Fei considered it and said: "...Is it Northern Xinjiang? Or Western Region?"
"Junior sister, what you did in Northern Xinjiang is inhumane, but I don't want to care about it."
"You launched the Forbidden Ancient Formation in the Western Region. You did go too far, but it's not what I care about."
Yan Fei was a little curious when he heard this, but then he thought of the few remaining connections with the other party.
"I understand, it's something related to Prince Zhenbei and your daughter, right?"
"Were you behind the battle at Purple Mountain? How much did you intervene in it?"
"Senior sister, I think too highly of me, junior sister."
Yan Fei raised her signature sly smile and continued: "...I wanted to intervene, but I was busy with matters in the Western Regions at the time and didn't notice anything unusual here in the Purple Mountain."
"I don't believe it."
Zhang's words were very cold and indifferent.
"[Tingyun Pavilion] knows everything about the world, and you are by no means an ordinary person. It is impossible for you to really know nothing about this matter."
Yan Fei was speechless inside.
She secretly sensed the supreme magic weapon in the ring - the blood bead. Because of the deaths of the top ninth-level warriors on Purple Mountain, the blood bead's light was obviously even brighter than before.
"Since senior sister has already made up her mind, why should she come to me again for confirmation?"
"I want to dissuade you. Don't do stupid things."
"...blood beads are not something you should touch."
When Yan Fei heard this, he thought it was funny. The other person was just standing and talking without pain in his back.
She opened her mouth and responded——
"Sister, you are serious. Yan Fei just wants [Tingyun Pavilion] to regain the glory of [Star Reaching Pavilion]."
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang let out a long sigh.
"[Star Reaching Loft] was destroyed because it violated the laws of the Three Realms."
"...Now [Tingyun Pavilion] is just trying to survive in the cracks. Junior sister, you are irresponsible to [Tingyun Pavilion] by risking all the future fate of [Tingyun Pavilion]."
Zhang's words are rational and calm.
There is both a clear context as a bystander and an empathetic experience as a witness.
But these words were particularly annoying to Yan Fei's ears.
"Ha, that's better than Senior Sister, you risking [Tingyun Pavilion] for a man."
Yan Fei sneered slightly and retorted verbally.
Mrs. Zhang also looked solemn for a moment, and she had nothing to say.
After thinking for a long time, Mrs. Zhang said again——
"Since I can't convince you, let's do a fortune teller for each other."
"A fortune teller can never tell his own destiny, but he can tell other fortune tellers for each other."
"Okay." Yan Fei replied directly.
"... Let's use the abilities that Master taught us to divine the future destiny of this [Tingyun Pavilion] and ourselves."
After he finished speaking, Yan Fei opened a hidden trap.
The secret door moves and opens.
They came to a giant Bagua array in Tingyun Pavilion.
The two stood opposite each other.
Then they sat together on both sides of the Bagua circle.
The two men performed spells with almost the same movements. The diviner's spiritual power surged and flowed into the magic circle, and the magic circle suddenly shone with light.
In the brilliant light, Yan Fei was the first to stop his gesture.
She looked at the other person quietly, thought for a moment, and then said——
"Senior sister, I have seen your future. You will live high in a gorgeous palace, but you will also die in the countryside and fields."
Yan Fei said so.
Zhang's gestures on his side also stopped.
She opened her eyes and responded: "Junior sister, I saw yours too."
"...Your blood bead will succeed, but you will die. Death will occur the moment the blood bead succeeds."
When Yan Fei heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
But it was only for a moment.
They fortune tellers never cheat.
In other words, the other party will not lie to themselves.
“I risk everything, including my life, to make [Tingyun Pavilion] return to the glory of [Star Reaching Pavilion].”
"...This is the lifelong dream of Master and even all previous [Tingyun Pavilion] masters."
"...and now, as the ninth generation master of [Tingyun Pavilion], I, Yan Fei, naturally have my duty."
Yan Fei has already made up his mind.
The senior sister said that her blood beads will be successful. This sentence is enough!
Zhang would never have imagined that the words she tried to dissuade the other party from taking action would now become the motivation for the other party to go all out.
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Jinling City.
Time passed, and there was still one last day before the Zhenbei Army left Jinling and returned to the North.
Yanfu.
Yandong bedroom.
Ancient style withered fence.
Yan Dong was currently wearing a black slim-fitting casual suit and standing by the window.
He quietly looked at the distant sky, where the setting sun was setting, as if he had entered a world that was completely his own...
He even didn't feel that Yan Wulu had entered within a few feet of him.
Yan Wulu walked in and asked aloud——
"Father, are you thinking about the future of the Northland and the Zhenbei Army?"
Yan Dong came to his senses after hearing this.
He looked at Yan Wulu and smiled softly, "It turns out it's Lu'er."
"...It seems that my father is really old, and he can no longer notice Lu'er's approach."
Yan Dong still chuckled as he spoke, and his words contained a hint of self-deprecation.
Yan Wulu also smiled and comforted -
"Now, my son has reached the Dzogchen realm of the ninth-level warrior. Although he is not as good as your father, he is still one of the top martial arts experts."
"...Besides, during the battle at Purple Mountain, father, you still have internal injuries that have not healed, so your consciousness will inevitably be affected."
Yan Wulu said, he was reluctant to continue talking about this topic, feeling that Yan Dong has been a little absent-minded occasionally recently.
He changed the subject and continued easily: "Father, you're not just watching the sunset, are you?"
"...but I have to say that such a beautiful scenery has a unique flavor."
Yan Wulu came to Yan Dong's side as he spoke and stood side by side with him by the window.
In Yan Wulu's impression, his father Yan Dong has always been much taller than him...
But it wasn't until now that Yan Wulu realized that Yan Dong was actually about the same height as him.
In the past, if King Zhenbei's python robe had not been too wide and gorgeous, Yan Dong would not have been much stronger than Yan Wulu.
Yan Wulu even felt that his father's figure was slightly stooped now.
He could even see the sparse white hair in his father's bun.
Yan Wulu suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness - it turned out that his father was really old.
But the next moment, Yan Wulu reacted.
It's not that my father is old, but that I have grown up.
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"yes."
Yan Dong took over Yan Wulu's words, and the dull smile on his face turned into a smile.
He stretched out his right hand and let a ray of sunset fall on his palm, as if he could catch the dying ray of sunshine.
"...Back then, your mother and I's favorite thing was to sit on the cliffs of mountains and watch the sunrise and sunset."
"...Your mother said that after she died, she wanted to become a feathered bird chasing the sunset."
When Yan Wulu heard the words, he nodded slightly and responded quietly: "So that's it."
He also looked at the place where the sunset set, and felt that it was extremely beautiful.
It seemed vaguely that there were really birds flying.
…
"Although the internal injuries suffered by the father are serious, it does not appear to be fatal at present. The father should rest more, and the child will be nursed with Yao Yingran. He will recover after a period of time."
"...It's just that during this period, father must remember not to use any more internal strength, nor to overwork himself."
Yan Wulu reminded Yan Dong.
In response to Yan Dong's nod, Yan Wulu also bowed and resigned, no longer disturbing his father's rest.
Exit the bedroom.
Walk to the inner courtyard.
At the gate of the courtyard, Yan Wulu suddenly stopped.
His face became slightly serious, and he only uttered two words coldly - "Come out."
Then, from the shadow of the courtyard wall, secret agent Ling Zhi, dressed in a secret guard uniform, appeared quietly.
"Secret Agent Lingzhi, please see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Ling Zhi stepped forward, bowed to Yan Wulu, and then continued -
"His Royal Highness is indeed very human now. Even Ling Zhi can't hide his aura."