Chapter 175 The conversation between the swordsman and the eminent monk
Bai Niannian ascended the throne and proclaimed himself the king, and the structure of the Yuhua Dynasty underwent earth-shaking changes. Most of the moths were purged from the royal family. The queen was vicious and tried to assassinate Bai Niannian's mother, but was placed under house arrest by Bai Niannian.
Because Bai Niannian has a protective decree from the emperor, as long as she is within the imperial capital, even the death of a saint will not be able to do anything to her. The upper echelons of the royal family are panic-stricken.
"The matter has come to this, ancestors, it's better to accept the facts!"
Bai Niannian has gained extremely terrifying monarch power, and all the officials have surrendered. Even the ancestor of the royal family can't change all this, he can only stare blankly.
"How can a woman ascend to the position of supreme being?"
There were still many pedantic people who were unwilling to accept it and pointed at Bai Niannian's nose and cursed.
In response to this, Bai Niannian's face was expressionless, with majestic majesty: "Everyone, please live well, Gu wants you to see with your own eyes that the Yuhua Dynasty will prosper and be immortal under Gu's leadership!"
"Bloody words!"
The ancestors were furious, but there was nothing they could do.
"Father, you are indecisive and nepotistic. You are not suitable for sitting in this position. As a monarch and a lonely man, you should have a ruthless Taoist heart."
Bai Niannian cast his eyes on Bai Yunhua and said coldly.
Since Bai Yunhua sat on the throne, the Yuhua Dynasty has not been able to achieve real development. If it were not for relying on the old monarch's remaining power, the family fortune would have been ruined long ago. Moreover, Bai Yunhua likes nepotism and treats his relatives very indulgently. Most disappointing
What made Bai Niannian feel chilling was that everyone in the royal family knew that the queen had assassinated Bai Niannian's mother, but Bai Yunhua, as the monarch, was indifferent and didn't even scold her.
There is no way, Bai Niannian's mother is not favored and has always been ignored. The mother despises the daughter. In the eyes of outsiders, Bai Niannian is very outstanding and has a very high status, but she does not have any power or dignity in the royal family.
"Witch, look at the wonderful daughter you gave birth to."
Bai Yunhua pointed at Concubine Ning, Bai Niannian's mother, and cursed.
Standing next to Bai Niannian, Concubine Ning had already accepted this fact. Facing the accusations and abuses from Bai Yunhua and the ancestors, Concubine Ning remained calm: "Nian Nian, if the Yuhua Dynasty can prosper in your hands,
Mother and concubine are honored. If you are not the master of Zhongxing, mother and concubine are willing to share the responsibility with you, and you will be criticized by thousands of people and reviled by thousands of people."
Bai Niannian and Concubine Ning looked at each other and nodded heavily.
"The overall situation has been decided. I would like to advise you not to make any small moves. If you let me know about it, you will have to deal with it in accordance with the laws of the royal family."
After many hardships, Bai Niannian is no longer as immature as before, and every move has awe-inspiring power.
After leaving a few words, Bai Niannian left.
The new king has ascended the throne, and there are still many things waiting for Bai Niannian to deal with.
How far the Yuhua Dynasty can go in the future is full of unknowns.
A few days later, a palace maid reported: "Your Majesty, there is an old monk outside the palace who wants to see you."
"No." Bai Niannian refused directly. There were so many people wanting to see her these days that they didn't have the time.
"But the old monk refused to leave, and even the general Zhenting couldn't do anything about it."
The palace maid lowered her head and reported, very frightened.
"Oh?" If Bai Niannian remembers correctly, General Zhenting has a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Extreme Spirit Realm. He is not a person that even he can do anything about. He is by no means an ordinary person.
Bai Niannian put down her hands that were correcting the memorial and said in deep thought: "Invite the old monk from outside the palace to come in and see who he is."
"Yes." The palace maid immediately sent a message.
In a magnificent hall, Bai Niannian was dressed in a snow-white dragon robe, sitting solemnly on a dragon chair.
Not long after, the old monk was welcomed in, and there were experts inside and outside the palace. As long as the old monk dared to assassinate Bai Niannian, he would be surrounded and killed.
"Master wants to see Gu, why?"
Bai Niannian looked down at the old monk standing in the center of the hall.
The majesty of the king is so strange!
The old monk raised his head and glanced at Bai Niannian, feeling more and more strange. The old monk calculated several times that although Bai Niannian has the appearance of a monarch, he is also a crippled monarch. In other words, Bai Niannian is destined to seize power and become the king.
will fail.
However, there was some invisible force that changed Bai Niannian's fate and gave Bai Niannian the result he has today.
"The female benefactor was destined to die. Now she has saved herself from danger. I wonder who did it?"
The old monk went straight to the point.
Bai Niannian instantly understood that the person coming was evil: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"No appearance, no results, changing fate. The noble lady benefactor is probably an otherworldly existence."
The old monk originally wanted to use Bai Niannian as a medium to deduce the location and origin of Xu Changge. However, the old monk tried many times but failed, and he couldn't help but sigh.
Bai Niannian was silent, and the figure of Xu Changge flashed before his eyes. If I never met Mr. Xu in this life, what would be my ending?
At that moment, the old monk got a message from Bai Niannian's eyes. Bai Niannian's eyes involuntarily glanced at the location of Wanyan Holy Land, and pointed the way for the old monk.
"Amitabha, the poor monk is disturbing me."
The old monk bowed slightly to Bai Niannian with his hands clasped together, and then turned around.
The master guards inside and outside the palace are standing ready. As long as Bai Nian reads a word, they will take action as soon as possible.
Bai Niannian said nothing and acquiesced to let the old monk leave safely.
The old monk just turned around and disappeared from the world without even stepping out of the palace gate.
The master is manifesting, you must be careful!
Bai Niannian's heart tightened. The mysterious old monk was obviously here for Xu Changge. Although Bai Niannian did not reveal any information about Xu Changge, the old monk still caught a glimmer of an opportunity.
At the same time, Wanyan Holy Land.
Xu Changge has been staying with Mubai from Tianjiyuan recently, talking about the general trend of the world.
After getting along for such a long time, Mubai admired Xu Changge to the point of admiration. No matter what secret things Mubai talked about, Xu Changge could always tell him something, which made Mubai very surprised and in awe.
One day, the old blind man's message fell into Xu Changge's ears: "Boy, a great person has come, and it seems he is here for you. I can't help you with this matter, so you can handle it yourself."
After saying this, the old blind man cut off the trace of the sound transmission.
After a while, at the foot of a certain mountain in the Wanyan Holy Land, a person appeared at the door of the old blind man's bamboo house. It was the old monk who came from the ancient desert temple.
"Since fellow Taoist disciples are here, come in and have a seat!"
The old blind man did not pretend to be confused. He waved his hand in the air, opened the door of the bamboo house, and served tea to welcome the guests.
The old monk wore a simple cassock with a few patches on it and walked barefoot into the bamboo house.
Regarding the recent events in the Wanyan Holy Land, the old monk could find out from just anyone. After some speculation, the old monk felt that the otherworldly person of cause and effect was located around the Wanyan Holy Land.
When the old monk arrived near the Wanyan Holy Land, he found the sword master living in seclusion here and came to visit him.
"A poor monk passed by here and asked for a cup of tea."
The old monk bowed with a deep voice.
"Tea is ready, please take a seat, Master."
The old blind man pointed to the empty chair in front of him, put away his usual lazy and casual look, and became serious.
The old monk nodded and sat down to drink tea.
After putting down the tea cup, the old monk spoke: "The donor is a highly qualified person, how come he lives here?"
"Pure." The old blind man replied perfunctorily.
"The donor has a hidden illness and doesn't have much time left."
The old monk could see the old blind man's physical condition at a glance.
"Live one day at a time and just be carefree."
The old blind man laughed and didn't care about this. He had already looked away from life and death.
"The donor has great wisdom and is very kind."
The old monk praised him.
Then, the two fell into silence for a long time. The atmosphere in the bamboo house was extremely depressing. The wind stopped, the leaves falling from the branches froze in mid-air, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
"Amitabha."
With the old monk's words, the stalemate atmosphere dissipated instantly, the breeze blew slowly, and the leaves rustled.
"Seventeen thousand years ago, when I was a young man, I strayed into the desert and came across an ancient temple. There was a monk in the ancient temple who gave me guidance and dispelled the fog of the road ahead. I dare to ask the master, who was the eminent monk in the past?
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The old blind man recognized the identity of the old monk from the first sight.
The same is true for the old monk. He already knew that the old blind man in front of him was the young man who strayed into the desert in the past: "Amitabha."
"At a glance, the master is still the same after ten thousand years, but I am already old."
The old blind man sighed.
"The poor monk still has one breath left, just living in this world."
The old monk said softly.
"As far as I know, the master has guarded the desert for countless years and remains unmoved no matter what happens in the world. Why did the master leave the desert now?"
The old blind man pierced the window paper and put the matter on the table.
The old monk pondered for a long time and then said slowly: "Sirius eclipses the sun, and a catastrophe is coming. The poor monk came into the world just to find someone outside the world, and wanted to see with his own eyes the existence of the transcendent path."
The breeze blew, making the old blind man's hair slightly messy: "I hope the master can fulfill his wish."
"Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. The benefactor once established a boundary monument between humans and demons to protect hundreds of millions of human beings. One day, he will be rewarded with blessings, free himself from catastrophe, and return to his youthful ambitions."
The old monk stood up and said solemnly.
The old blind man bowed in return and remained silent.
Then, the old monk turned and left, leaving a long shadow behind.
It was long after the old monk left that the old blind man sat back down, exhaled a breath of thick air, a wisp of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and murmured to himself: "He is still as unfathomable as before."
The old blind man originally thought that with his own strength, he could be called undefeated. But in the invisible confrontation with the old monk just now, the old blind man was obviously at a disadvantage.
"Seventeen thousand years ago, I was still a young man and received guidance from an eminent monk. Today, I am old, but the eminent monk is still alive."
To be honest, when facing the old monk, the old blind man was under a lot of pressure.