It's so naive and ridiculous that he wants to get recognition from people like Ying Ji and Bailiyu. He tries his best to please, cater to, and pretend to be good. In the end, he gets nothing and loses everything!
Balian died in the light anyway.
And he has never been favored by the light from beginning to end.
Even for a moment, his life is no longer for himself.
Under such crazy thoughts, Ying Xiu gradually developed an evil darkness that he had never dared to imagine.
He slowly opened his bloodshot face and looked at Gu Sansong: "What can I get from helping you?"
Gu Sansong's eyes at this moment were as if he was patiently watching his prey slowly being caught in the net, when he saw Ying Xiu's open eyes.
He smiled: "At least it won't be lower than what you had three years ago."
Ying Xiu said: "To deal with the Zhongyou Dynasty and to risk the life of the empress, the ancient alliance leader is really courageous..."
Gu Sansong said: "If you don't think about the plan of the deep pool, how can you get the pearl under Lilong's chin? It is true that Yingji is the daughter of the great emperor."
Hundreds of years ago, she would not have been persuaded by Bailiyu to participate in the power struggle in the world...
Zhongyou is a neutral dynasty between the Yin and Yang worlds. If I touch a hair on her, the Taiyin Emperor can certainly destroy my entire clan and send me and my descendants to the eighteenth level of hell for eternity. It is not an exaggeration.
However, as the daughter of the Nether Emperor, Ying Ji interfered with human affairs without authorization, which undoubtedly involved the entire Zhongyou Dynasty into the order of the human world.
She will naturally be governed by the laws of the human world. As long as she has a good reputation, I will touch her. As the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, does Taiyin Emperor dare to act rashly to subvert the order of the six realms?
Of course, I am taking a huge risk with this move, but if I can capture Zhongyou, it will undoubtedly be worth the risk."
The strength of Zhongyou is far greater than that of the three sects. If you can kill the Empress, control Zhongyou, and gain the power of the six Yin Kings, the Wandao Immortal Alliance will have a long way to go in the future.
How could Ying Xiu not know that he was seeking skin from a tiger, but at the same time he also knew that if Gu Sansong wanted to succeed and completely control the Zhongyou Dynasty, he, the fake prince, was indispensable.
He needs a legitimate successor, a puppet in his palm, to lead Zhongyou.
And Ying Xiu is one of the best candidates.
Choose one of them, not absolutely.
Ying Xiu's eyes flashed and he said: "Third grade, Tianxi Rebellion, do you know the whereabouts of a man named Si Chen?"
"Si Chen?" Gu Sansong pondered for a moment, then said: "Are you talking about the lord of Xianling City? I heard that he went into the Chaos Valley with Sword Master Yu regardless of his own strength, and died after being eaten by 300,000 ghouls.
, the end was very miserable.”
Gu Sansong was so thoughtful. At this time, when he heard Ying Xiu suddenly ask about an unrelated person, he suddenly smelled something unusual:
"Why does Prince Yingxiu care so much about this person? Could it be that he has something to do with Zhongyou's great cause?"
During the conversation, Ying Xiu had been observing the changes in his demeanor, and he understood something in his heart. He was sure that Gu Sansong did not know Bailian's true identity, and he couldn't help but feel confused.
He knew the identity of his false prince and seemed to know a lot, but he knew nothing about the identity of the real prince.
However, after hearing about Bailian's fate, Ying Xiu felt relieved and calmed down.
He straightened his clothes expressionlessly and said: "It's not impossible for you and me to cooperate, but I don't want to see any threats. The ancient leader doesn't have to play tricks with me. Since you appear here,
I really don’t doubt that the son in Du Yicui’s belly is my child.”
He raised his head and said indifferently: "If you sincerely work with me to pursue a great cause, why should this son... stay here any longer."
With such a light word, it seemed as if what he was casually erasing was not his own flesh and blood.
He has never enjoyed any real warmth in his life, everything is false, and naturally he is extremely indifferent to human blood and family affection, and has difficulty empathizing with it.
Gu Sansong raised his eyebrows and laughed out loud: "Prince Yingxiu, you don't have to be so vigilant. There is no doubt that you are the unique candidate for me to control Zhongyou. There will be no father-son struggle for the throne in the future. As for Du Yicui's belly
Son, that is the gift I prepared for His Highness."
Ying Xiu's expression changed: "A gift?"
Gu Sansong lowered his eyes and looked Ying Xiu up and down, and said: "Your Highness is completely drained of energy. Even if I use the best medicine, I can't repair your body that is riddled with holes. Your Highness's body is made of talisman paper."
Once damaged, it is extremely difficult to repair. Doesn’t His Highness want to have a perfect human body?”
"You mean..."
Gu Sansong said with a smile: "I was pregnant for three years, absorbing the spiritual power of the mother's body. I used a secret method to plant spiritual roots into the fetal spirit and purify the soul. There is no doubt that the neutron in Du Yicui's belly is the purest emptiness in history."
The body of spiritual roots.
As long as the child is born, Your Highness will abide by the secret method of seizing the body that I teach you and seize the child's spiritual root. The blood connection between father and son will be much easier than the ordinary physical body.
Since then, judging from the talent and qualifications alone, His Highness is the well-deserved future crown prince of Zhongyou. With Zhongyou having such a holy master, why worry about the six Yin Kings not surrendering to your feet?"
Ying Xiu's eyes were strange, cold and calm. He pulled the gauze on his face, revealing a corner of his bloody face. He smiled conspiratorially: "This is really... exciting."
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Zhongyou Dynasty, Empress Palace.
Several palace maids in charge were cleaning the courtyard. They watched the six Yin Kings walking away from the palace with cold and ugly expressions, and couldn't help but whisper.
"Did you see it? Today the six Yin Kings gathered together again to discuss matters with the Empress. But looking at the faces of those adults, it doesn't look good."
"Where can I go? I heard that the empress had a nightmare last night with a high fever and she fell seriously ill again.
Three years ago, the empress left the dynasty and went to the unlucky place of Tianxi Sword Sect. After being injured by Baili Yu, her health became worse day by day.
Three years ago, the Yin Kings angrily remonstrated, attacked Tianxi, and captured the ungrateful man.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The empress was let down so miserably by the unfaithful person, but she did not issue an order to attack her. Since ancient times, we Zhongyou have never suffered such annoyance at the hands of any human monk.
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"Well, ever since the empress' holy body was damaged six hundred years ago, her health has been getting worse day by day. Today, her crazy and crazy attacks have become more frequent. But at this time, His Highness the Crown Prince
Not here again."
"What's even worse is that I heard that the Ming Dao Sect and the Cantian Sect have been trying to expropriate the imperial dynasty in recent times.
Because of the disaster three years ago, there were deep grievances with all the immortal sect forces in the human world. In the past three years, the six Yin Kings suppressed him, and the external forces were intimidated by Zhongyou's background, but there was only a small denunciation.
Now, under the secret control of the two forces in the imperial city, there has been quite a lot of movement among the outside world's cultivating sects in recent days."
The palace attendants looked worried.
The Empress is extremely powerful, and what she brings with her absolute power is absolute punishment.
As a result, although the Zhongyou Dynasty was deeply feared by the immortal sect forces in the world, as long as she was around, the political affairs of the Zhongyou Dynasty rarely experienced turmoil.
Even two hundred years ago, the previous Yin King rebelled, but the empress suppressed it forcefully, killing to stop the killing, and stabilizing the government in one fell swoop.
As a result, in the past two hundred years, no matter how bad the empress's body and temperament were, the spying advisers in the dark side of the dynasty were frightened by the bloodshed and had to suppress their ambitions and desires.
But in recent days, the Tianxi Sword Sect is holding a big funeral, and the news has spread to Zhongyou, driving the empress to become even more crazy and dangerous.
Not to mention the empress, even junior palace attendants like them were extremely upset when they heard the news.
Although His Highness the Crown Prince lost contact with the Tianxi Sword Sect three years ago, this does not mean that His Highness has returned from disaster.
Your Majesty hasn't spoken yet, so how can the Xi Jian Sect hold a funeral without permission that day?
Isn't this like taking a knife and stabbing the empress in the heart?
After a great funeral, the empress's temperament changed drastically. In recent days, she has obviously given up on herself. If it weren't for the suppression of the Yin Kings in the court, rebellion would have started in all directions.
While they were whispering, not far away, a young man in blue clothes and black hair came holding a lamp.
The man was wearing a crown, carrying a red lacquer food box in his hand, and wearing a blue round-collar official uniform. In the night, the slender young man walked leisurely on the palace road with his face half lowered.
Seeing the person coming, all the palace attendants stopped what they were doing, with respect in their eyes. They bowed their heads and saluted: "I have met Mr. Fengyu."
The man in front of me died nine hundred years ago. He was the only heroic spirit in the Zhongyou Dynasty who held power in the world with his medical skills.
During his lifetime, he was born as an Earth Immortal of the Liuqing Dao, and he was a descendant of the Shennong family. His medical skills were unparalleled, and he was also a famous existence in the human world.
Just because 900 years ago, a great epidemic broke out in Nanze, describing the end of the world as the end of the world, and tens of thousands of living beings suffering unspeakably.
It was the Powder Immortal He Xingyun who used his body as medicine and cut his flesh to make medicine. He saved all living beings in Nanze from water and fire and died of the great plague, thus becoming famous all over the world.
He Xingyun had great merits and virtues, and could have been promoted to the realm of the Pure One after his death.
But he refused to ascend. Instead, he turned into a heroic spirit and returned to Zhongyou. In such a decisive and incomprehensible way, he forced himself to stay in the world and was appointed to Zhongyou.
As a heroic spirit, He Xingyun held a pivotal position and weight in the Zhongyou Dynasty.
In terms of strength and cultivation, he may not be considered extremely strong, but he possesses exquisite medical skills, unparalleled skills, constant knowledge, and the ability to divine and understand. He can not only cure mortal monks, but also the ghosts and spirits.
Medicine can cure diseases, and Buddha can help those who are destined.
The ghost doctor He Xingyun can not only save people, but also diagnose and treat the dead.
In the Zhongyou Dynasty, everyone, whether they were crafty cultivators or dead heroic spirits, treated Master Fengyu with great respect.
When He Xingyun arrived in front of the Empress's Palace, two ghost soldiers and heroic spirits in heavy armor also saluted him.
Under the masks, they showed embarrassment and whispered: "Master Fengyu, your majesty is not very emotionally stable right now. All the six Yin Kings have been rejected. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to enter the palace at this moment."
It’s not just a day or two when Empress Ying Ji went crazy. The Empress Palace is no longer what it was back then.
For the past two hundred years, no palace attendant has served in the palace. Once she suffers from nightmares and becomes insane, unable to control the power in her body, and killing someone by mistake, it will be irreversible.
The two ghost soldiers guarding the Empress Palace may seem ordinary, but they also have the ability to overcome the calamity realm.
They still have the ability to protect themselves from being killed. The King of Yin can enter the palace and ensure that he will not be injured.
But He Xingyun, who was born in the medical field, would lose his soul and fall into chaos whenever he was scratched or touched by the empress.
The heroic spirits in Zhongyou relied on Master Fengyu to treat their illnesses and injuries, and did not want him to seek death.
He Xingyun smiled brightly, shook the food box in his hand, and said: "I made some medicinal food to soothe the mind and nourish the qi. I hope it can be of some help to His Majesty."
You Bing said helplessly: "Why do you need to ask for trouble, sir?"
He Xingyun put down the lamp in his hand and said calmly: "If His Majesty's mood can improve and return to the court as soon as possible, those young people will naturally not be afraid. Congratulating someone's life is not worth mentioning, but His Majesty's holy body should be the top priority."
The two ghost soldiers hesitated for a while, pondered for a moment, and finally got out of the way.
He Xingyun entered the palace with a lantern, and the moment he pushed the door open, he was greeted by a bitingly cold wind. He Xingyun's heart felt as cold as if it had been covered by frost.
He squeezed his cold fingers and cast his gaze deep into the dark palace.
The huge palace only had a few dim lights burning, making it look particularly dark.
There was no breath of life in the cold and dead palace, and there seemed to be a dark stream of light surging in the air, which was extremely eerie and depressing.
The jade case is across the cold hall, the moonlight outside the window is like frost, and in the gusty wind, the cold blue curtains are flying in front of the hall like dark clouds.
He Xingyun looked closely and saw the bright red slender figure behind the curtain.
His eyes fell on that figure for just one glance and then he looked away, lowered his eyes and knelt down, put the food box in front of his knees, kowtowed and said, "I congratulate Xingyun, I have met the empress."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There was a loud sound of wind in the palace. It was clearly an empty and dead palace, but for a moment, it was like being in a violent sea, with invisible wind and waves crashing on the shore and rolling in.
It was overturned by the flood tide, and it was bottomless as far as the eye could see.
Under the heavy curtains that were rolling wildly, the woman in front of the palace slowly turned her eyes as if they were made of blood, filled with murderous intent!
Under those piercing eyes, He Xingyun's face turned pale, his energy was in chaos, and his heartbeat was beating wildly.
As soon as he raised his head, the fluttering curtain seemed to be sweeping past his chest gently.
He Xingyun's cheeks and neck suddenly turned a strange and unhealthy red color, blood beads as fine as cow hair rushed out of his pores, and his green clothes were instantly stained red with blood.
He gritted his teeth, and his straight shoulders were bent by the invisible and abundant force. Finally, he could no longer support himself. A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up.
He Xingyun was lying on the ground and heard a low scraping sound of clothes in front of him.
"His Majesty……"
In the space, invisible force picked up He Xingyun's limbs, and his vision was spinning.
As soon as He Xingyun raised his eyes, his gaze was fixed for a moment, and a dark needle glowing with black light hung there between his eyebrows, as if it would penetrate the sea of consciousness and go straight into his soul in the next moment.
He Xingyun's body was filled with coldness. He looked into the eyes of the woman in front of him, and his heart seemed to be touched.
"I came to see you without summons, He Xingyun..." Ying Ji's eyebrows were covered with hazy light, her brow bones were beautiful, and her pupils were inorganic and cold.
But in He Xingyun's eyes, her appearance became more and more stunning and beautiful, but she was also more difficult to get close to than ever before.
Her cold and distant face was slightly the same, her eyes were filled with an unknown blood color, and her voice was cold and low, like ice brushing the tip of her heart:
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