Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 1742

[Chapter 98]

The young emperor of the Yingyu clan was stabbed by his biological father with a sword. The man who didn’t know whether to call him “the first emperor” or “the emperor” usurped the throne for his son and assumed the responsibility of the “last emperor” again. Since his purpose is to save his son, he naturally won’t do anything hard. After the people of the Xianmeng left Tianyang, they had already woken up.

However, the fact that the injury on the body is not serious does not mean that the injury in the heart is light.

Yang Yuan is dead.

Yu clan, dead.

Just a coma, a wake up, his day has changed. The truth that was thought to be difficult in the past has also been trampled on.

What the hell is going on in this world…

He thought so, and he has been immobile for several days, not eating or drinking.

Ah, zhen… I almost forgot, this is not Yangyuan Tiandi…

Occasionally glanced at the boundless starry sky outside the Jingguang window, he laughed at himself.

In the past, I heard Master Yan say that there are many worlds, many heavens and earths in this universe, and many Yu people also disagreed?

Now…hehe, the clansmen who didn’t believe these words at the beginning can only live in this “nothing” area, and the “only world” is an illusion woven by “Wen Dao”…

hehe…hehehe …

He doesn’t eat, drink, sleep, or sleep like this, and his health is naturally deteriorating. In addition, he was stabbed by his own father, and the injury gradually deteriorated, and he spat out a mouthful of blood that morning.

Zi Xuyi saw all this, and his heart ached. Now the Yu clan’s lord and minister Gangchang is long gone, and there are only a group of lost people who are struggling to survive. Zi Xuyi’s machine core, who has long been known as a “genius”, is automatically a “leader”, but Zi Xuyi still respects the young emperor.

He didn’t want the young emperor to perish like this.

“Your Highness… Your Highness… How much do you want to eat?”

he called.

Emperor Shao opened his mouth, his voice hoarse like two sponges rubbing: “The imperial physician… oh… hehe…” The

imperial physician of the Yu clan is also a literati who is good at reciting medical poetry.

But now, Wen Dao is not there, not to mention that there is no imperial doctor here, even if the imperial doctor follows, I am afraid that it will not be able to diagnose and treat.

And the decoction in Zi Xuyi’s hands was a drug developed by the Tianyang Branch of Zhengyi Division based on the physique of the Yu people. In the past, only the poor people of the Yu people who looked down on the literati would use this method to treat diseases.

And now, the Emperor of the Yu Clan also used this method to treat illness.

Haha…

The Young Emperor of the Yu Clan shook his head, but didn’t answer.

“His Royal Highness…”

Zi Xuyi wanted to persuade him again, but he didn’t say it in the long speech he finally prepared.

He just sighed: “His Royal Highness… This is the starry sky that you have been thinking about in the past… Aren’t you going to take a look?”

His Royal Highness finally raised his head, but only raised his head.

Zi Xuyi had to step back. He came to his friend and said, “Prince…”

“You don’t need to call me that, Brother Yi.” The little prince, who was a few years younger than the young emperor, raised his head and said, “Now the Yu clan has no Wen Dynasty. , and there is no prince. Just call me ‘Wen Minxing’.”

“Brother Wen…” Zi Xuyi hesitated for a while, still not used to it. He said: “How are you? How is the entry?”

Before he came, Wen Minxing was meditating and entering meditation, which should be the practice of orthodox Qi training and foundation formation. These three steps are one of the most classic spiritual structures in this universe. Of course, due to its own position, the Xianmeng will not grant the cultivation method of the Yuanying period, but requires the other party to develop the Yuanshen method by itself.

Wen Minxing said: “The practice of foundation building just started yesterday. According to the descriptions of those master Yan’s classics, we should be able to successfully establish foundation within these few days.”

That day, Wang Qi’s judgment that Meishen is a person with good intentions is not without basis. The questioning skills of the Yu clan are indeed their own. While improving the essence of their lives, Wen Qi is also transforming their souls and bodies. Now, these people are equivalent to cultivators in the Core Formation Stage and Nascent Soul Stage who have never mastered spiritual power at all, and this body of writing and Taoism can actually control normal spiritual power. There is no obstacle in manipulating ordinary spiritual energy to practice the Nascent Soul Law on the basis of Wen Dao Gong Qi.

And their practice of building foundations and forming pills is equivalent to a cultivator who has lost his cultivation base but has not damaged his foundation.

The two exchanged thoughts about their cultivation. Afterwards, Wen Minxing sighed, “Brother Huang… how is his cousin?”

“It’s still the same.” Zi Xuyi was upset.

“Cousin he looks like that…” Wen Minxing shook his head, and then suddenly shouted: “Those craftsmen, didn’t they say that the medicine let us move to Xintiandi? Why did we stay in this place for so long!

” In this dark and narrow area, most of the Yu clan were irritable.

“Don’t be impatient, Master Yan also has other things to do.” Zi Xuyi said. He also noticed that the mood of the surrounding clansmen began to change gradually.

The so-called “take the way of others and seek the way of self-improvement” is indeed arrogant. And after this period of pride has passed, what remains is endless torture.

It is mixed with the guilt of the living for the dead, the hesitation of the destruction of the hometown, and the doubts about the people they depend on.

Perhaps, the hard-hearted Yuanlong Xingmin will never be able to understand this emotion that is in the same vein as the people of the wind?

Just when Zi Xuyi and Wen Minxing were arguing, Fengze, the imperial servant of the Ministry of Rites, walked over quickly. He was the one with the highest cultivation level among the Yu Clan who left, and was equivalent to a Mahayana monk within the Yuanying Law system, so he was responsible for communicating with the Human Race.

Wen Minxing opened his mouth and said, “Master Taipu, how are you negotiating with Master Yan?”

Taipu Fengze nodded: “Sir… No, friend Wen Dao, I already basically understand the purpose of Master Yan’s stay here.”

“Oh?” Zi Xuyi also came over: “I would like to hear the details.”

“So there is also a civilization here, I don’t know its name…”

“I don’t know its name? At least they should have a self-proclaimed name.” Zi Xuyi was puzzled road.

“We cannot declare the words of this family.” Taipu Fengze explained, signaling Zi Xuyi not to interrupt. He continued: “This clan is also in a crisis of survival…”

Maybe it’s because the human clan thinks that propaganda and saving the “big bug” civilization will help establish its own image [especially after Wang Qi’s massacre in Yangyuan ], and able to make the Yu Clan return to their hearts quickly, so they did not hide anything. Except for the “Dragon Clan is related to this galaxy” that only Wang Qi knew, the Yu Clan knew everything that the Clan knew.

When Taipu Fengze was wearing all this, he deliberately said it loudly so that everyone could hear it.

However, the feedback he wanted most never came.

After a while, the crowd finally quieted down. The new news gave these Yu clans a little more “hope.” Since Master Yan has important things to do, they will always have time to go to the “new home”.

Besides… “Saving Civilization” is indeed very important.

At this time, Taipu Fengze quickly approached the young emperor and said in a low voice, “Your Highness…” The

young emperor raised his head, looked at Taipu Fengze blankly, and said nothing.

Taipu Fengze felt a pain in his heart, and knelt down in front of Shaodi [in the culture of the Yu people, touching the ground with both knees means “kneeling”, and “long kneeling” is a way for sinners to humiliate themselves], saying:” Chen Guilty…His Royal Highness…” The

young emperor looked confused and didn’t know what he was thinking.

Taipu Fengze said: “In the past, Your Highness always said that he wanted to go to the other side of the starry sky to see… Zhou Hongguang and I always said that this was a whim, and it was meaningless. However, today the minister saw the ‘foreign race’, Fang Zhiyu The relationship between the clan is very different from the relationship between heaven and earth, and the truth of the Yu clan is not the truth of heaven and earth. Your Highness had this idea in the past, but Zhou Hongguang and I often denounced it as a ‘heretic’… This minister is guilty!”

Youdi’s expression finally A bit more vivid: “You mean… an alien race… a foreign land… the other shore…”

Taipu Fengze bowed his head in shame: “Yes…”

Both the human race and the Yu race are related to having a spine, a pair of upper limbs, a pair of The “classic style” of the lower limbs, so the simple “human race” did not actually stimulate the Yuzu’s sense of “alien”.

Until “Laud” appeared.

“Ah, in other words, in this universe, the civilization equivalent to our Yu Clan actually has thousands of civilizations comparable to our Yu Clan… and these civilizations…”

Taipu Fengze nodded and said: “Yes, the minister used to be Short-sighted…”

“But aren’t these civilizations also very fragile? Couldn’t an immortal be able to descend to such a desperate situation?” The young emperor suddenly cried: “Isn’t it?”

Taipu Fengze hesitated for a moment, then whispered: ” Not really… Master Yan seems to be living a good life.”

Of course, Taipu Fengze, who has studied the history of the human race seriously these days, also realized that this is not the case.

The reason why the human race is safe is that it has one of the thickest thighs in the universe. In fact, just a few hundred years ago, the human race was still almost pushed to the brink of extermination by an exiled immortal and an immortal.

If it wasn’t for the Dragon Clan who regarded the homeland of China as a “kindergarten-level hunting ground”, constantly making their own and exiled to fight against immortals, and having been “patriotic education”, I am afraid that the Human Race may not have the opportunity to develop to this point.

The Emperor really didn’t know this. The youth of the Yu clan just roared: “I can save what I have seen, my clan, and those bugs, all of them… The clan that lost their hometown is a clan without roots!”

The responsibility of the emperor, the pain of bereavement, the sustenance of relatives… Finally, the feelings that had been stagnating for several days erupted in an instant.

The teenager cried out loudly: “Why…why does a civilization like ours suffer like this…why? Why is everything in Yangyuan a falsehood…why civilization will be destroyed…why why why why why…why啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！为什么这个宇宙……如此残酷……”

嘶声力竭的哭喊。

In the end is a child ah.

Taipu Fengze thought so.

But… but ah…

the death of this universe is too cruel

[End of this Chapter]