Chapter 496 Yun Ji (Extra)
Qian Yunji never considered himself a lucky person.

His biological mother died because of his dystocia.

On the day he was born, there were thousands of miles of sky in the sky, and black clouds overwhelmed the city, almost swallowing the entire Jinzhou.

The national teacher said that it was an ominous sign.

The emperor, who had always believed in the art of witchcraft, threw him into the cold palace directly out of fear.

The palace people were afraid of his unknown, and did not like to get close to him.

Throughout his childhood, he grew up with dead wood and weeds in the cold palace.

No one loves him.

Until the age of six, the emperor's power was placed in the cold palace.

Even his aunt, Princess Changning, who has always been introverted and reticent, came to the cold palace.

For the first time he saw so many people.

But no one smiled.

Then his aunt walked up to him and knelt down softly, stroked his messy hair and said softly:
"Yun Ji, now I have a very important task for you, and it is also related to the safety of Jinzhou, can you agree?"

His little eyes were full of bewilderment.

But he had no choice but to nod.

Princess Changning smiled, then turned indifferently.

"The order will be passed down. The Ninth Prince, Qian Yunji, will go to Beimo Kingdom immediately. He will not return without an order. Those who disobey the order will be killed without mercy."

At that time, he didn't understand the deep meaning of this sentence.

I just thought he was finally leaving this deserted place.

Good.

The carriage that picked him up arrived at Lenggongkou the next day.

He was taken to the side hall by a group of court ladies to freshen up, put on brand new robes and a golden crown, and then was crowded into a carriage.

Through the small window, he looked at the receding red walls and blue tiles, and his heart was never calm.

After all, he has no feelings for this indifferent place.

There is no one here who can be worthy of his nostalgia.

The journey north was not easy.

Just in winter, everything along the way is covered with ice and snow, like hell.

The accompanying guards couldn't bear the severe cold, and all fell ill on the road.

Until the end, only an old eunuch was left with him.

Qian Yunji couldn't help thinking.

Maybe he really is an ominous person.

Otherwise, why did no one stay by his side?

But he is lucky sometimes.

Otherwise, why did he survive the difficult journey when he was young?
He didn't realize it until he arrived in Beimo.

He still couldn't escape from the red wall and green tiles.

He just escaped from one cold cage to another even colder cage.

People here dislike his lowliness and his Jinzhou identity, and never give him a moment of sincerity.

The intrigue of the Beimo royal family is even worse than that of Jinzhou.

He has been involved in the battles of those princes more than once.

He didn't understand, obviously he had nothing else to ask for, but why did those people insist that he had ulterior motives one by one?
Finally, Bei Mo's wolfish ambitions were exposed, and a war against Jinzhou was launched.

As for him, he was like a piece of grass when he was abandoned, and like a chess piece when he was picked up.

He fell on the battlefield covered in wounds.

Just when he thought his boring and boring life was finally coming to an end, a wandering monk rescued him.

He said that he has excellent bones and is a good seed for cultivation.

He said that he is talented and intelligent, and he is destined to become a great weapon in the future.

He taught him how to draw swords and draw talismans, and sent him back to Jinzhou.

Qian Yunji finally found meaning from that iron sword.

He felt that he should have been born in a country family, not a royal family full of intrigue.

But when the matter came to an end, the old monk threw him an iron sword and left with a smile.

That was the first time he asked for help.

But the old monk said with a smile: "I'm used to wandering, and I don't like to bring people around."

"The four seas are my home, and you have to find yours as soon as possible."

He returned to the imperial city, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar red walls and green tiles, falling into endless confusion.

This is where he was born.

But it is not his home.

He eventually left.

The old monk said that the Western Regions, thousands of miles away, is the pure land of all monks, and it is the dream home of monks all over the world.

It should also be his home.

He spent another five years trekking across mountains and rivers, searching all the way to the Western Regions.

As soon as he set foot on this land, his body and mind were relaxed like never before.

Perhaps what the old monk said was true.

This is his home.

But he doesn't like sects with strict rules, because the atmosphere there once made him feel like he was back in the imperial city with endless gunpowder.

After going through many sects without success, he could only wander around to study like that old monk.

Coincidentally, he met the Wuxiang real person who was the strongest in the four domains, and heard the news that he wanted to accept disciples.

The deeds of Wuxiang Zhenren spread across the four regions.

They all said that he was a bohemian, not like an upright monk, but more like a Northern Demon.

But Qian Yunji disagreed.

He felt that such a chic talent was what he was looking for.

So, he followed a group of people up the mountain mightily.

And he was also glad that he went up the mountain.

Phaseless Mountain is not as scary as rumored.

There is not only his duplicity master on the mountain.

There is also a pure and gentle teacher.

She would stew chicken soup for him to drink, even though he understood that it was for the master.

She would save him when he was reprimanded, would smile and reach out to him, and would pull him out of the cold abyss.

will redeem him.

will give him a real home.

His favorite thing is the afternoon.

Because his mistress likes to lie in the attic and bask in the sun, and his master will sit quietly beside her at this time.

He would pretend to practice swords under the tower, and then cast his eyes on them who had been quiet for a long time from time to time.

What he wants is not far away.

But it was just such an afternoon.

But he lived so comfortably that he completely forgot that he was an ominous person.

It wasn't until the fire filled the entire mountain that night that he suddenly recalled his bleak past.

He knew it.

God will not let him go well.

What he wants, what he wants, can't get, can't ask for.

He began to have nightmares all night long. In the dream, there was an endless sea of ​​fire, and his two most beloved people were standing in the sea of ​​fire and questioning him.

After more than ten years of nightmares like this, he finally ushered in hope.

He saw his little niece, and saw the same smile on her face as his wife.

While awake, he was also suffering.

Because he understands that the dead cannot be resurrected.

He went to Lonely Moon City for the soul lamp.

But Wen Yan was right, his first thought when he heard Lonely Moon Lantern was to bring back to life the person he had never forgotten.

He is not worthy of being the head of the people and the world.

So when he saw the person he finally reunited fell into death again, the pain in his heart was greater than ever.

Since someone must be sacrificed.

Then why isn't this person him?
So he raised the Taihe Liuxu Sword and swung out that sword intent.

At the moment when the thunder fell, he didn't feel any pain, but a relief that he had never felt before.

he thinks.

He finally lived for real once.

live for yourself.

Live for what you want.
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Tomorrow the next level

"The White Moonlight of Powerful Officials"

Looking forward to our little house 1v3~~
(End of this chapter)

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