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Chapter 247: Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Destiny ( words asking for monthly votes)
The weather is getting hotter.

The chirping of insects in the courtyard became louder and louder, as if they could not stand the scorching heat either.

Linghuajun picked up the cicada shell on the ground, and the crystal shell had a jade-like texture under the sunlight.

She stood under the tree and suddenly asked the monk in the distance who was clasping his hands together as if praising the Buddha.

"Do you still remember what you asked me last time?"

The monk holding the flower nodded: "Could it be that Lord Linghua has made a decision about the matter of Wen Shenyou?"

Ling Huajun shook his head: "It's not about this."

Wen Shenyou wanted to prove that he was destined to be emperor, and he wanted to prove that he and his son Wen Ji could also sit on the throne, but this was no longer the most important thing for Lord Linghua.

The monk holding the flower thought about it and immediately understood something.

"But what about reincarnation?"

After many days, Linghua Jun told the monk Picking Flowers.

"Living beings in this world do not enter the cycle of reincarnation. They bring nothing with them when they are born and take nothing with them when they die."

"When the time comes, dust will return to dust, and ashes to ashes."

After hearing this, the monk holding the flower felt a little disappointed, but he still spoke in the end.

"Kong Hui knows."

"We are born in heaven and earth, and we will return to heaven and earth after death. Perhaps this is the best ending."

Although it sounds reasonable that people are born between heaven and earth and return to heaven and earth after death, it is natural for people to feel unwilling to be born as human beings.

However, Linghua Jun continued.

"However, the Lord of Gods intends to reopen the reincarnation cycle. When the reincarnation cycle in the netherworld opens, the names of all living beings will be recorded in the God's Book of Destiny."

"All living things have souls, and from then on they wander between heaven and earth, reincarnating in their bodies from one life to another."

"It continues."

Linghua Jun remembered what Yunzhong had told her. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the matter of reincarnation was mysterious and shocking.

"There is no birth and no death, no beginning and no end."

After listening to this, the monk looked at Linghua Jun under the tree.

The cicadas in the trees kept chirping, but he felt as if all the sounds between heaven and earth had disappeared. The monk felt that everything around him had become quiet, as if he had left this world.

After a long time, he heard the cicada's chirping again and finally came to his senses.

"May I ask Lord Linghua, since God's will has been decided."

"When will the reincarnation begin?"

At this moment, the monk no longer asked about Wen Shenyou.

Compared with the reincarnation of all living beings, it doesn't matter who sits on the throne. The emperor can change one life, but what Linghua Jun said to him at this moment can determine the future for thousands of generations.

Linghua Jun said: "It is still unknown."

The monk holding the flower said: "Then Kong Hui will wait for God's will."

Linghua Jun: "God's will is God's will. Heaven, earth and man are one. There are some things that God is watching, but in the end, it still depends on man to do it."

"The Nine Provinces have not yet been unified, the world is in chaos, and the gods of mountains, rivers, and the country have not yet returned to their positions. How can you start the reincarnation cycle without permission?"

"If reincarnation doesn't end, the souls of all living beings won't be able to return to their places."

The monk immediately said, "It seems that Wen Changxing is indeed unworthy of being the emperor."

At this point in time, the unification of the Nine Provinces is what everyone wants and is also destined by heaven.

At this time, Wen Changxing was sitting on the throne, slowing down the progress of the unification of the Nine Provinces. Even the monk knew that Emperor Wen Changxing would not be able to sit on the throne any longer.

What he blocked was not just the path of one person, but the path of all humanity, and even the path of all living beings in heaven and earth.

If the cycle of heaven and earth separates a little later, there will be one more person between heaven and earth who will return to dust and return to dust.

What if during this period, those whose souls have not returned to their places died first?

Then everything will be in vain.

Although people say that dust to dust is a great virtue, whoever wants to return can return. Most people still prefer to have an immortal soul and reincarnate to live forever.

Whoever stands in their way at this time will be their mortal enemy.

Linghua Jun said nothing, but to the monk, he said everything. It didn't matter whether Wen Changxing or Wen Shenyou was the emperor. The most important thing was to have an emperor who could unify the Nine Provinces.

The monk had made up his mind to meet Yunyang King Wen Shenyou when he returned.

Having said this, Kong Hui bowed.

"In that case, Kong Hui will go back first."

Linghua Jun didn't say anything, so Konghui walked backwards outside, passed through a round archway, and prepared to return to his Samsara Temple.

At this moment, Yunyang King Wen Shenyou, who had been "taught" by the emperor and was extremely low-key and devoted to "meditation", was also heading towards the Samsara Temple.

under the tree.

Ling Huajun looked at the cicada shell in her hand and the treetops where the cicadas were chirping. She thought of her "soul" returning to its place. At this moment, she was also like the cicada that had shed its shell. She had changed into a different appearance.

But she couldn't feel it, nor could she see it with her naked eyes.

Since Bugui is a soul, the so-called three souls and seven spirits, then perhaps some changes can be observed in the underworld!

When Linghua Jun thought of this, he put on the appearance of a god, and his soul sank into the underworld.

Linghua Jun walked through the other side, the underworld, and crossed the long bridge all the way to Youdu.

Along the way, she didn't seem to feel any changes in herself.

Where are the extra three souls and seven spirits?

until.

She stood on the cliff platform behind the Youdu City.

There was an endless abyss below, and it seemed that one could see black water flowing.

There is no end to the chasm in the distance. One can vaguely see a high mountain, or perhaps it is just the outline of endless darkness.

There were whirlpools one after another on the platform, and each whirlpool led to the deeper levels of the underworld. But at this moment, Linghua Jun saw a stone on the platform that he had never seen before.

Linghua Jun stood in front of the stone and looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out what it was.

"When did a stone like this appear here?"

At this time, a voice came from behind.

"That's the Sansheng Stone."

Linghua Jun immediately looked behind him and saw a tall nine-colored divine deer. Looking up again, he saw an immortal god sitting on the divine deer.

Linghua Jun bowed and said, "Is the God here too?"

Yun Zhongjun: "The underworld has been changing a lot recently, so I came down to take a look."

Linghua Jun understood that since Yunzhong Jun had already decided to start reincarnation, this underworld would definitely undergo great changes, and he would naturally be here often in the near future.

Thinking of this, Linghua Jun also plans to go into the underworld more often recently. Maybe he can meet Yunzhong Jun a few more times.

Thinking of this, Linghua Jun looked at the stone that suddenly appeared here.

I thought to myself, "Could this Three Lives Stone also be related to reincarnation?"

Yun Zhongjun rode over on a deer and waved his sleeves, and then he saw the stone light up.

Words appeared on the stone, revealing Linghua Jun's name and his past.

Ling Huajun looked at it and said, "Lord God, could this Three Lives Stone record the name and hometown of the visitor?"

Yun Zhongjun shook his head: "The so-called three lives refer to the previous life, this life, and the next life."

"This is the land of reincarnation. This high platform leads to Haoli, to the incense and fire realm, and also to the reincarnation controlled by the Great Sima and the Lesser Sima."

"When a soul that is about to enter reincarnation stands on this stage, the Three Lives Stone will reflect his past and present lives, as well as where he will go in his next life."

"You are still alive, you have no past life, and your afterlife has not yet begun."

"So, this Three Lives Stone only records your current life."

Linghua Jun's guess was correct. This stone was indeed related to reincarnation, and this stone could only function when reincarnation was activated.

"No wonder I haven't seen this Three Lives Stone before. How can we see past and present lives when the cycle of reincarnation hasn't started?"

Yun Zhongjun rode on the Nine-Colored Divine Deer and talked about the function of the Three Lives Stone. Then he entered the vortex behind the stage. Ling Huajun immediately followed him in. When they landed, they stood in a vast field of wormwood.

As the two of them broke in, countless fireflies on the rotten grass were startled and flew around randomly in the air.

At first glance, it looks like the stars moving in the sky.

This is also the sixth floor of the Huangquan Base.

In the distance, one can see the underworld tombs, cities, and mountains shrouded in the merits of incense and blessings. One can also see someone walking through the weeds, but the figure was clearly at the other end just now, and in the blink of an eye, it was already very far away.

Looking at those tombs and cities in the underworld, their positions were constantly changing. Sometimes they were deep in the weeds, and sometimes they seemed right in front of us.

This wilderness seems endless, and the space here is unpredictable. If any ghost wants to leave his own tomb and go to another place, he must know the name of the other place and get permission before entering.

Therefore, in the eyes of mortals, this wild land seems vast and boundless, and yet it seems so small that every place is close at hand.

Yun Zhongjun on the Nine-Colored Deer asked her, "Have you been to any place in Haoli?"

Linghua Jun said: "The Lord of Peony Dragon Pond has hosted Lingzi at this Haoli Divine Mansion. I am lucky enough to have witnessed the various mysteries of Haoli."

Some things are difficult to feel just by seeing them yourself. You have to go deep into it to experience it, to feel how mysterious this tomb and divine palace in Haoli is, and how the merits can transform into all kinds of incredible things.

Yun Zhongjun asked him, "How do you feel?"

Ling Hua Jun thought for a while and said, "After coming here, I don't want to go back to the human world."

Yun Zhongjun did not come to Haoli. He looked at Haoli from a high place and then walked towards the next level.

Going further down, you will immediately see the territories ruled by the Great Sima Ming and the Lesser Sima Ming.

However, because these two gods have not returned to their positions yet, Linghua Jun did not see them either.

She just saw Yun Zhongjun facing a tall shelf here, and saw countless bamboo slips pouring out from the shelf, submerging the surroundings like a bamboo sea, and each bamboo slip was filled with names.

Seeing that Linghua Jun couldn't help but look, Yunzhong Jun turned around, and Linghua Jun immediately lowered his head again.

Yun Zhongjun said: "There is nothing that cannot be seen. It is the names of all the people in the states and counties, as well as their hometowns and all their life stories."

Since the reincarnation is about to begin, it is natural to collect everyone's information from this moment on. This level of the Huangquan Base is called the Great Sima Server Management Center, which manages everyone's name, hometown, and life story.

Yun Zhongjun set up the operation of this level of server here, and then went to the next level.

The next level is similar.

There were no human figures in sight, only a row of huge shelves, but all of them were empty.

This floor is the eighth floor of Huangquan Base, Shao Siming Server Management Center.

The server records and manages the situations of all people after their reincarnation. However, reincarnation has not really started yet, and no one has been reincarnated. Naturally, the shelves materialized in the virtual world are all empty.

But when Linghua Jun saw Yunzhong Jun wave his hand, the tall shelf and everything around it collapsed and turned into dense immortal characters and divine seals.

"What is this word?"

The characters looked very simple, and resembled mountains and seas, but upon closer inspection, it was discovered that they were just repetitions of seal characters.

Countless simple seal characters twisted and overlapped, rotating around and transforming into a huge yin-yang fish.

This seal script is so simple, yet it seems to contain all the profound truths.

No matter how Linghua-jun looked at it, even though she could remember how to write those seal characters at a glance, it was meaningless. She simply didn't understand why these simple seal characters could exert such powerful power.

"The truth is simple!"

“It is indeed true, but even for a mortal like me, this great way is simply difficult to understand.”

If someone from Yun Zhongjun's era came and took a look at the so-called immortal characters and divine seals, they would find that they were actually all 0s and 1s.

Countless 0s and 1s also emerged from Yun Zhongjun's fingertips and merged into the "Immortal Script and Divine Seal". Afterwards, the entire void world began to change along with the "Immortal Script and Divine Seal".

When the "immortal script and divine seal" gradually disappeared, this floor turned into a divine palace with no end in sight, filled with shelves.

But still, there was nothing on the shelf.

Yun Zhongjun didn't feel much after doing all this, as if he just did it casually.

But for Linghua Jun, this kind of magical power is exactly the great magic power and supreme magical power that she imagined to be above everything.

Just now.

Yun Zhongjun can turn a piece of land into nothingness with just a wave of his hand, and then with another wave of his hand he can create things out of nothingness, refining the earth, fire, wind and water into a world of his own.

Linghua Jun stood in the newly-born divine palace, looking at the immortal saint riding the Nine-Colored Deer and was inexplicably shocked.

"Refine the earth, fire, wind and water, and create a new world."

Linghua Jun looked at the back and thought of another name again.

"Taiyi God!"

In her eyes, this was no longer the magical power of Yun Zhongjun in the myth.

Only the supreme god, Donghuang Taiyi, can do this, and only the supreme Emperor of Heaven can possess such magical powers.

Yun Zhongjun walked all the way along Huangquan, and finally rode the Nine-Colored Deer through the eighth floor of the Huangquan base and arrived at the ninth floor.

Got here.

Then you can see all kinds of incense and sacred scenes.

This place is full of the sacred realms of various mountain gods and local gods, and it is also the most important port connecting to the human world. The gods ride on deer through the void, and Linghua Jun follows them walking between the sacred realms of incense.

It was her first time coming here, and also her first time seeing the sacred places of worship for the mountain gods and earth gods. Each one looked magnificent and majestic, completely different from the small temples in the human world.

During this trip, Linghua Jun truly witnessed most of the conditions in the entire underworld, and also understood the mystery between life and death.

"After death, people pass through the other side and enter the underworld."

"Those who have committed sins will go to hell after death, and those who have done good deeds will go to the wild grass after death."

"Those who have committed serious and unforgivable sins will go to the Avici Hell, while those who have done outstanding deeds will be conferred the title of meritorious ghosts and gods, and will come to this incense-burning divine realm."

This is where most people go after they die.

However, Linghua Jun turned around and looked in the direction he came from, and thought of the Great God of Life and the Lesser God of Life.

I thought to myself.

"But no matter whether they are human, god, demon or ghost, they will eventually be blown away by the wind and rain one day."

“Living a hundred years longer, living a thousand years longer, still won’t lead to transcendence.”

"One still has to enter the cycle of reincarnation, go through trials and tribulations in life after life, and finally one day achieve enlightenment and find the true self of the first life, and only then can one truly transcend the cycle of reincarnation."

The cycle of reincarnation has not yet begun, but Linghua Jun seems to have already seen where all living beings in this world are going.

Some people linger in the human world, some ghosts wail in hell, some gods and ghosts live a life of drunkenness and dreams in the wild grass and the realm of gods, but in the end they will understand one day and embark on the road beyond life and death.

At this time, Yun Zhongjun suddenly stopped in front of a certain incense-burning sacred place and did not move forward any further.

Linghua Jun also stopped immediately and looked inside.

moment.

Then he saw that this incense and fire realm was completely different from the other realms, and it looked more like a hell of evil spirits.

A dark cloud of sin hung over the incense and fire realm. Ghosts and gods from all directions surrounded the realm and constantly took away and devoured the merits within the realm.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Bolts of lightning fell from great heights, continuously destroying the palaces and pavilions in the incense-burning divine realm, returning them to nothingness.

Linghua Jun didn't understand why there was such a horrifying scene here, and which god's divine residence this was.

Linghua Jun: "Lord God, why is this place like this?"

Yun Zhongjun told him: "This is the Dragon Court of Incense and Fire."

When Linghua Jun looked over again, she understood everything. The various strange visions in this divine realm immediately corresponded to some things that had happened in her mind.

"No wonder that's the case."

"Wen Changxing used the technique of dynasty luck to consume merit and borrowed the copper mountain and silk sea from the ghosts and gods, but used it on himself, causing the dynasty's luck to be exhausted. The ghosts and gods retaliated and completely took away the luck and merit of the Wu Dynasty."

"Although I knew something big would happen in the human world, I never thought that what happened in the human world would turn out like this in the netherworld."

Although Linghua Jun knew that Wen Changxing must have done something sinful, he had not seen it with his own eyes. But at this moment, seeing the horrifying sight of the fortune of the Incense Dragon Court being devoured by ghosts and gods, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"This technique of dynasty luck really can't be used lightly."

And by following the connection point between the Incense Dragon Court and the human world, you can also see some scenes of the human world.

At this moment, Yun Zhongjun raised his head and looked at the world through that "connection point".

Linghua Jun noticed it and looked over with Yunzhong Jun.

"Where is that?"

Yun Zhongjun: "Where the Nine Cauldrons are."

But at this time, Linghua Jun noticed that the picture was moving, which meant that the Nine Cauldrons were also moving.

"What's going on? Why are the Nine Cauldrons moving?"

Linghua Jun remembered that the Nine Cauldrons were clearly in the Huajiang Dragon King Temple. Logically, Wen Ji should have hidden the Nine Cauldrons very well, so how could he let them appear in broad daylight?

But at this moment, the Nine Cauldrons were clearly above the river, and in the distance were endless mountains and land. One could even see the farmers in the farmlands on the shore, staring at the Nine Cauldrons in amazement.

Yun Zhongjun certainly knew what happened: "Wen Ji transported the Nine Cauldrons out of the Huajiang Dragon King Temple, using a large number of civilians and the largest ship."

Ling Huajun still didn't understand: "What is he going to do?"

Yun Zhongjun: "He wants to give this tripod to Wen Changxing."

Linghua Jun: "This?"

Linghua Jun was thinking at first, could it be that Wen Ji didn't want to fulfill his destiny?
But looking at the scene of the incense-burning Dragon Court in front of her, she quickly realized what Wen Ji was planning.

"He wants Wen Changxing to offer sacrifices to the gods in the Dragon Court, and then have all the civil and military officials, as well as the royal family and relatives, to see it for everyone in the world."

"Wen Changxing has already lost his destiny and is hated by everyone."

Yun Zhongjun stood in front of the Incense Dragon Court and rode a deer towards the deeper parts of the underworld.

"Destiny, destiny."

“When everyone believes you have destiny, then you have destiny.”

"When everyone stops believing, the destiny is no longer with you." Linghua Jun looked at the scene of the incense-burning Dragon Court and seemed to see how Wen Changxing completely lost his destiny.
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The Monk Picking Flowers returned to the Samsara Temple.

As soon as the monk entered the yard, he saw the disciple coming up to him and telling him something.

"Master, King Yunyang has arrived."

The monk holding the flower: "Oh, where is it?"

The disciple said, "I have arranged to wait in the meditation room in the side courtyard. Prince Yunyang is copying the Samsara Sutra now."

The monk picking flowers did not ask any more questions and walked towards the Zen temple. Through the window, he saw Wen Shenyou who was quietly copying scriptures. He did not look arrogant or impatient, as if he had really come to this Buddhist temple to practice diligently.

The monk walked into the side hall, sat under the statue of Bodhisattva and chanted the Sutra of Karma and Reincarnation.

"In the cycle of life and death, all living beings flow according to their karma. Good deeds are rewarded with good, evil deeds are rewarded with evil, and those who are neither good nor evil also receive their own rewards."

"All living things are born and destroyed by causes and conditions, and good and evil karma follows them like a shadow."

"..."

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Shenyou finally finished copying the scriptures. He put down his pen, sat cross-legged next to the monk, and chanted the scriptures with him.

The monk finally opened his eyes and looked at Wen Shenyou.

Suddenly he said, "Master Wen, do you have a great vow to unify the nine provinces?"

Wen Shenyou was stunned at first, then he understood something. He first showed joy, then calmed down.

He said with great certainty: "I wish to use all my strength to unify the nine provinces and unite the land of China."

The monk also laughed after hearing this, but did not stand up. Instead, he sat cross-legged with his hands clasped together and bowed to the Bodhisattva statue.

"In that case, let's do it!"

Wen Shenyou stood up and turned to leave without hesitation.

Although he did not get a positive answer, the answer in his heart was clear. Even if he was not the one who was truly destined to be the emperor, at least Lord Linghua did not deny him from becoming the one who wanted to accept the destiny.

More importantly, he knew that Linghua Jun was completely disappointed with Wen Changxing, and that was enough.
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Within the imperial city.

Emperor Wen Changxing has been in high spirits recently. The previous emperor Wen Zhao, who frightened him so much with a cough, is no longer around, and Lord Linghua is in charge of yin and yang matters, which cannot affect him.

He has no say in matters in heaven or on earth. In his opinion, he is the master of the nine provinces in this world.

But in the middle of the night, he would often dream of evil spirits demanding his life, dream of his father Emperor Wen Zhao watching him, and dream of the rotting corpse of his younger brother, King Huaicheng, under the river.

"Move away, everyone, move away."

"I am the true dragon emperor."

"He has the air of an emperor."

After waking up, Wen Changxing was sweating profusely.

Then, he shouted at the door,

"Somebody come!"

"Come on, come on!"

Immediately, guards, monks, and Taoists were seen surging over. After some preparation, they began to chant scriptures and perform rituals to drive away the evil spirits.

However, if it is really an "evil spirit", it might be of some use, but as the saying goes, it is difficult to get rid of the inner demon, so even if the monk or Taoist priest chants until his mouth turns white and breaks the peach wood sword, it will not have any effect.

Wen Changxing always had an obsession and fear in his heart. Before he ascended the throne, his father was planning to depose him and enthronize King Huaicheng. Although his father died from taking a poison pill, his brother, King Huaicheng, was also killed by him on the riverside.

After a series of unpredictable changes, he ascended the throne tremblingly.

He felt that he had no destiny, and he always felt that others wanted to take his place. Especially when the Suanni said that he did not have the appearance of a true dragon, he became more and more anxious.

He sent ministers to try every possible means to deal with the various princes, suppressing or controlling them, or recalling them to the capital.

But this is not enough, he also needs something real and useful to prove his destiny, or to give him the true dragon spirit.

This day.

The emperor entertained his ministers and invited Yunyang King Wen Shenyou as usual.

At the banquet, the emperor would always challenge Prince Yunyang, making him look bad or show submission.

It seemed that only by doing this could he prove his supreme majesty as the emperor, and let all the civil and military officials know that he, Wen Changxing, was the true emperor chosen by heaven, an emperor whose will no one could disobey.

No matter how capable or powerful you are, what can you do?
Once I give an order, you will have to accept your fate and lie on the ground. Your life and death, honor and disgrace are controlled by me.

"King Yunyang!"

"I have heard something, I wonder if you know it."

Yunyang King Wen Shenyou immediately stood up, bowed his head and clasped his hands, looking as if he was willing to listen to the emperor's orders.

Wen Changxing took a look and continued.

"A huge bronze tripod has appeared in the land of Chu. On it are engraved mountains, rivers, sun, moon, stars, and even ancient divine writings."

"It seems to be the Nine Cauldrons from ancient legends."

As soon as these words were spoken, the guests at the banquet were shocked and started talking about it.

Perhaps only a few people in Chu had heard of this matter, but in Huajing City, it was the first time that everyone heard of such a thing, especially when it was related to the legendary Nine Cauldrons.

Even the most ignorant person knows how big a deal the appearance of the Nine Cauldrons is, especially for the imperial court which is now leaning towards the south, and for the emperor, who needs such a thing to prove something.

Emperor Wen Changxing noticed everyone's expressions, and then looked at Yunyang King Wen Shenyou with scrutiny.

"I don't know, is it true or false?"

Wen Changxing dragged out the last word "ah" for a long time, and you could tell it was a question.

Wen Shenyou immediately knelt on the ground and spoke respectfully.

"Your Majesty."

"I came here today to report a great event to the emperor, which is about the Nine Cauldrons."

Wen Changxing was unmoved: "Oh, really?"

Wen Shenyou continued, "In fact, my father, the Prince of Lucheng, heard about this news from the people last year. However, because this matter is of great importance and concerns the destiny of heaven and the destiny of the Nine Provinces, my father, the Prince of Lucheng, made many inquiries and finally learned the whereabouts of the Nine Cauldrons not long ago."

Wen Changxing did not expect that Wen Shenyou would so easily acknowledge the existence of the Nine Cauldrons. He had thought that even if it was made clear, since it was such an important thing as the Nine Cauldrons, Wen Ji and his son would never admit it, nor would they dare to admit it.

But this is something they can't cover up.

By the time.

He took advantage of the situation to capture Wen Ji and his son, and charged them with the crime of treason and conspiracy, thus eliminating this great threat to him, and then took the Nine Cauldrons into his possession.

No matter when and where, let alone privately keeping the Nine Cauldrons, a divine artifact destined for heaven, even privately casting a cauldron can be considered a capital crime.

But the other party admitted it so easily, which caught Wen Changxing off guard.

However, Wen Changxing didn't care. At this moment, when he heard the other party talking about the whereabouts of the Nine Cauldrons, he immediately asked.

"Oh, where is it?"

Wen Shenyou: "My father, the Prince of Lucheng, has learned through various sources that the Nine Cauldrons fell into the hands of the Dragon King of Huajiang River and has been hidden by him all along."

"The purpose is to wait for the arrival of the True Dragon Emperor one day."

"Only when the true dragon emperor is born, the Nine Cauldrons will truly return to their places."

"Now that your majesty has ascended the throne for the first time, the traces of the Nine Cauldrons have been found by your father. This is a blessing from heaven, proving that your majesty is the true dragon emperor, and the man of destiny who will reunite the nine states."

However, Emperor Wen Changxing at this time was not pleased with Wen Shenyou's words, but immediately took advantage of the situation to attack.

"How could it be such a coincidence that as soon as I asked about the Nine Cauldrons, Prince Yunyang said he had found them."

"Is it because I asked you that you said this in a hurry?"

The implication.

I'm afraid that Wen Ji and his son had found the Nine Cauldrons long ago, but they just hid them secretly.

I can't hide it anymore now, so I have to say this.

As a king, what was his intention in hiding the Nine Cauldrons, a divine artifact destined for heaven?
But at this time, Wen Shenyou's words caught Wen Changxing completely off guard, and it could even be said that Wen Changxing was a little at a loss.

"Your Majesty has misunderstood me and my son."

"Just now, the great news I mentioned is that the Nine Cauldrons are on the way and should arrive in the capital in the next two days."

Wen Shenyou knelt on the ground, looking as if he was submitting to the emperor's majesty, and did not dare to look directly at Wen Changxing.

"After my father, the Prince of Lucheng, learned about the Nine Cauldrons, he has been searching for them. After finding them, he dared not keep them for himself and immediately tried every means to transport them to the capital."

"But because the Nine Cauldrons are related to the destiny of heaven and the fortune of our dynasty, and Huajiang and Yangcheng are very close to the border of the Northern Dynasty, I am also worried that if the news leaks out, it will attract the Northern Dynasty's attention, or there will be villains and evildoers in the dark, so I dare not mention this matter at all."

"Now that the Nine Cauldrons are almost in the capital, I dare to speak out."

After saying that, Wen Shenyou kowtowed to the ground.

"Everything that my father and I have done is for Your Majesty, so that our Wu Dynasty can unify the world!"

"I have been trembling with fear all the way, not daring to slack off at all, in order to deliver the Nine Cauldrons to the capital, to His Majesty."

Wen Changxing stood up and stared at Wen Shenyou who was kneeling below.

He heard everything Wen Shenyou said, but he didn't take it too seriously.

The only thing that shocked him was that the Nine Cauldrons were already on their way to the capital, and would even arrive today or tomorrow.

"what?"

"Nine...Nine Cauldrons...will they be transported to the capital in the next two days?"

Even though Wen Changxing was the emperor, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart at this moment.

That’s the Nine Cauldrons.

Wen Ji and his son even handed over things like the Nine Cauldrons, and they had already been transported to the capital before he asked for them.

For a moment, Wen Changxing even wondered if his suspicions were wrong, and that Wen Ji and his son might really be loyal ministers.

"Maybe you were unfaithful before, but now that you see that I am destined to be, you should just accept your fate!"

"That's why you presented the Nine Cauldrons to me."

Wen Changxing glanced at Wen Shenyou below and felt that he had seen through all the little thoughts of these two people.

Wen Changxing looked at Wen Shenyou, and the murderous intent in his heart gradually faded.

"No matter whether you are loyal or not, you can only accept your fate in front of this magnificent destiny."

Wen Changxing sat down and laughed.

"The father and son of Prince Yunyang are truly the pillars of our dynasty. They are loyal and dedicated to me and the court."

"If the Nine Cauldrons return to the court, I will certainly reward them generously."

Sitting on the dragon couch, Wen Changxing couldn't suppress the smile on his face while speaking. Thinking that the Nine Cauldrons in the myth were about to fall into his hands, he couldn't help but feel his anger boiling.

During the entire process after the banquet, Wen Changxing did not attack King Yunyang. In fact, the banquet ended hastily after a short while. Wen Changxing summoned Wen Shenyou to the palace alone to deal with him and asked him where the Nine Cauldrons were now.

Wen Shenyou told him everything, and Wen Changxing was then certain that the Nine Cauldrons would really arrive in the capital tomorrow.

However, after the banquet, Wen Shenyou took the opportunity to meet another person.

"Your Highness the Princess!"

Princess Fengyu is the younger sister of Emperor Wen Changxing. She can be said to be the aunt of Wen Shenyou. She has the power and influence to influence the court.

Even before Wen Changxing ascended the throne, Princess Fengyu's power in the capital was far greater than that of the crown prince.

Even now, this power has not dissipated, and has even increased a bit.

Through the screen, Wen Shenyou could see a woman who was about thirty years old. He had seen her many years ago, but he was just a child at that time.

Princess Fengyu spoke in a very distant tone: "Why did Prince Yunyang come to see me?"

Wen Shenyou said at this time: "I have something to say to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Princess Fengyu was not afraid of Wen Shenyou. Instead, she wanted to see what King Yunyang could say, so she waved her hand to let the maids on both sides retreat, and then looked at Wen Shenyou coldly.

She asked, "Whatever you want to say, say it now!"

Wen Shenyou lowered his head and said only one sentence: "Wen Changxing should lose the destiny."

At this point, at this time and in this place, he did not hide anything and even called the emperor by his name directly.

Princess Fengyu looked at him coldly: "Nonsense! The Nine Cauldrons have returned to the throne, the destiny has been determined, the Son of Heaven is destined to be the Son of Heaven, how dare you spread rumors here to confuse the people."

She had already started making preparations and had people immediately capture the seemingly crazy King Yunyang.

Wen Shenyou was not afraid at all, but said calmly: "This is not what Shenyou said, it is destined by heaven."

Princess Fengyu's eyes immediately became uncertain: "Did you know something from somewhere?"

Wen Shenyou: "Believe it or not, Her Royal Highness the Princess will know in a few days."

After saying this, Wen Shenyou stood up and said goodbye.
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world.

Huajing City.

A large ship passed through Tiansheng Ferry. The cloth on the ship was lifted up, revealing a huge tripod that was a meter high.

People on both sides of the ferry stood up one after another. Merchants, boatmen, petty officials, and farmers all looked at the tripod in horror until someone shouted out the tripod's name.

Countless people knelt on the ground to welcome the divine artifact that had been deeply rooted in people's hearts since ancient times.

"Jiuding!"

The emperor's guards lined the banks of the Donghua River in the capital. Wen Changxing stood impatiently by the river, waiting for the arrival of the Nine Cauldrons.

In other words, he is waiting for his "destiny" to come.

In his opinion.

With the Nine Cauldrons, who can say that he is not a real dragon?

Even with the Nine Cauldrons, there are still people who dare to seize his throne.

With the Nine Cauldrons, he was protected by the true dragon spirit of the emperor, and the demons and ghosts that always haunted him in his dreams no longer dared to approach him.

Watching the big ship coming along the waves, the huge bronze tripod seemed to be dyed into gold under the sun. The moment he saw it, Wen Changxing could no longer suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

"Such a big tripod?"

"It really is that ancient artifact."

"It is destiny, it is really destiny!"

Thousands of people came to worship the giant tripod, the divine artifact of destiny, and shouted "Long live the tripod".

But in Wen Changxing's view, what they are worshipping is himself and his destiny.

Amidst thousands of people kneeling on the ground, he stood in the center of the crowd and couldn't help but shout.

"I am the true dragon emperor!"

"I have the Nine Cauldrons to protect me."

"There is the energy of a real dragon."

Wen Changxing welcomed the Nine Cauldrons back and could not wait to transport them to the Taimiao to offer sacrifices to the gods of heaven and earth, to prove his destiny to all the gods of this world and to announce his destiny to the entire Kyushu land.

In order to transport the Nine Cauldrons to the Taimiao, even the palace walls were demolished.

He ordered the Honglu Temple to select the nearest auspicious day and set the time.

In front of the Taimiao.

Wen Changxing, together with hundreds of civil and military officials, opened the Nine Cauldrons and announced it to heaven and earth.

Civil and military officials wore court robes, the emperor wore a royal robe and a crown, and the sound of grand ceremonial music echoed in the Taimiao.

However, as soon as the emperor knelt, all the voices were drowned out by another voice.

"Squeak squeak!"

"Sizzsssssssssss..."

The lids of the Nine Cauldrons opened automatically, making a harsh sound but making one feel the heaviness of the giant bronze cauldron. The entire Taimiao seemed to be weighed down by the heavy atmosphere.

The emperor raised his head and saw three magical white jade incense sticks rising from the inside of the cauldron, reaching straight into the sky.

"Om~"

Suddenly.

The violent sound swept across like a violent storm, causing everyone to lean back involuntarily.

Then, the nine-colored light submerged everyone in an instant, and continued to spread out from the Taimiao.

Rays of light shot out from the inside of the tripod directly into the sky.

Circles of light spread from the bottom of the electronic incense to the top like shock waves.

Emperor Wen Changxing knelt on the ground and watched this scene. He was also shaken by the shock of this scene. He also felt the emotion that Wen Shenyou felt when he stood under the Nine Cauldrons for the first time, the feeling of being watched by the gods of the nine states.

"It is my destiny!"

Wen Changxing looked over expectantly, but was so frightened by the following scene that he stood there frozen in place.

I saw.

Endless black air spread toward the sky and turned into layers of black clouds in the air above the Taimiao. Terrifying thunders exploded and fell into the Taimiao.

"what!"

Wen Changxing fell directly to the ground, and the twelve-tassel crown on his head also fell to the ground.

"This……"

"How is this going?"

Wen Changxing was terrified, and the civil and military officials below were also dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

However, it is far from over.

Layer upon layer of black clouds rolled up and turned into a huge vortex, and finally turned into a passage leading to the Incense Dragon Court in the underworld.

Layers of palaces appeared in the darkness, and shadows wearing ghost masks appeared above the layers of palaces, gazing at the human world.

There were also a large number of terrifying evil ghosts on the incense dragon court, swallowing up the luck and merits of the Wu Dynasty in big gulps. The sharp and long whistling sounds directly penetrated the underworld and arrived in front of the Taimiao on earth.

When Wen Changxing saw this scene, he was so frightened that he fainted.

Or.

If I don’t feel dizzy at this moment, I don’t know how the situation will end.

Not only the officials in the Taimiao could see this scene, but also the dark clouds rising to the sky and covering the imperial city could see it, and everyone in the capital could also see it.

I saw the luck turning into black clouds and thousands of ghosts devouring destiny.

(End of this chapter)