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Late at night, Lan Qingwu was already fast asleep in the emperor's arms, but Emperor Shenwu was tossing and turning. He stared at Lan Qingwu's cheek for a long time, his fingers gently stroking her black hair. After an unknown amount of time, Emperor Shenwu carefully kissed Lan Qingwu on the forehead.

When Lan Qingwu woke up in the early morning, Emperor Shenwu had already left. Lan Qingwu slowly sat up. There was a string of Buddhist beads brought back by Emperor Shenwu next to his pillow. Lan Qingwu took it in his hand, thinking of Master Zhiyan last night, and closed his eyes helplessly.

If I'm not mistaken, then my future self hasn't completely died yet. That's why I was born weak and restless in the Dasheng Dynasty. My Master's words about a calamity must be related to this. How long can I live? If I die in the Dasheng Dynasty, will I return to the future world? To the world that once belonged to me?

Emperor Shenwu arrived at Guoan Temple. Master Kunlun invited him into the Zen room. Emperor Shenwu sat down opposite Master Kunlun and glanced at the side room: "Let your two disciples come out!"

Master Ku Ku bowed his head slightly and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

Master Zhiyan and Master Buyu from the side room came out one after another, clasped their hands together and bowed to Master Kunu and Emperor Shenwu.

Emperor Shenwu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Master Zhiyan. Master Zhiyan felt a chill all over his body and a hint of murderous intent.

Master Kunlun hurriedly interrupted the emperor's attention and personally handed Emperor Shenwu a scroll of paper. "Your Majesty, above is the use of the Soul-Fixing Buddhist Beads, as well as a diagram for setting up a prayer platform. The prayer platform can be used by you alone, and it will help you safely overcome the tribulation."

Emperor Shenwu took the paper and said coldly, "I see that Master Zhiyan still has something to say. Why not make it clear all at once?"

Master Zhiyan glanced at his master, who nodded slightly before speaking solemnly, "Amitabha! I have only two things to say. First, the donor is not from this sect, and changing the fate of the people here is against the will of heaven. Second, your majesty has been most concerned about this, because the donor's soul is incomplete, she will not be able to fulfill her wish! The chance of her surviving is only one in a hundred."

Emperor Shenwu clenched his hands tightly, veins popping out on the back of his hands. "It seems Master Zhiyan still can't control his mouth!"

What Emperor Shenwu was most worried about before was Lan Qingwu's infertility, but now he just prays that she can stay by his side safely.

"Your Majesty," Master Bu Yu, who rarely spoke, suddenly said, "I believe that since you are here, there must be a reason for you to be here. You can't trust everything you say, Senior Brother!"

Master Kunlun was slightly surprised. This little disciple could keep quiet if possible, but when he spoke, he rarely made mistakes. Master Kunlun thought for a moment and said, "You all should withdraw first. I have something to say to His Majesty alone."

When they were the only two left in the Zen room, Master Kunlun looked at Emperor Shenwu and said sternly, "Your Majesty, the Dasheng Dynasty has been passed down to this day. I once heard from my Grand Master that there is a volume of imperial secrets in the Zhou Dynasty, which records all the deeds of the founding emperor, the Human Emperor. Your Majesty, please return to the palace and read it carefully. You may gain something from it."

The Shenwu Emperor raised his brows slightly. "I have also read the secrets of the Human Emperor. It merely deifies the life of the founding emperor. How can I take it seriously? Master, what do you mean by this?"

"Amitabha! Your Majesty, please read it carefully again. Legend has it that the Human Emperor and the Founding Empress were senior brothers and sisters from the Immortal Sect. 1,500 years ago, the order of the three realms of humans, immortals, and demons was in chaos. The Human Emperor descended to the human world and unified the warring nations. Holding the Immortal Execution Order, he restored order in the human and immortal worlds, eliminated the rebellious demons, and established new rules of the Heavenly Dao. As a result of his immeasurable merits, he was able to ascend to become a god. The Dasheng Dynasty also benefited from the Human Emperor's blessings and lasted for thousands of years. Your Majesty, the Human Emperor's entire life was deified, but there was another person who could also be deified. She accompanied the Human Emperor throughout his life. The Founding Empress also ascended to become a god!"

Emperor Shenwu was finally ready to leave the Zen room, but after two steps he stopped and said, "Master, I've recently dreamt of my father again. Why don't we let Master Buyu temporarily enter the palace and pray for the late emperor in the palace temple for a few days?"

The expression on Master Misery's face cracked slightly.

The imperial decree had been issued, and Master Buyu calmly followed Emperor Shenwu into the palace. He himself was still somewhat curious about the palace.

Only at this moment did Master Zhiyan truly feel regret. His own words eventually implicated his junior brother. The emperor was just using his junior brother as a threat. If the female donor could not survive the tribulation, wouldn't his junior brother be buried with him?

When Lan Qingwu heard in Suowu Palace that Emperor Shenwu summoned Master Buyu into the palace, she was speechless and moved for a moment. After thinking about it, she understood what the emperor meant.

Lan Qingwu looked at the Shenwu Emperor seriously: "Your Majesty, there is really no need to do this. I don't believe it, but I'm not afraid either!"

Emperor Shenwu also looked back at Lan Qingwu seriously and gently held Lan Qingwu's hand, "But I'm afraid! I'm weak, I can't afford to take the risk!"

Emperor Shenwu gently embraced Lan Qingwu in his arms and said weakly, "I dare not gamble. I want to keep you by my side, day after day!"

Lan Qingwu lowered his eyes slightly: "Your Majesty, Brother Heng, after hearing what Master Zhiyan said, don't you have anything to ask Ruo Ruo?"

Emperor Shenwu said directly, "No, you and I met when we were young and have been together for many years. Is there anything I don't know? Don't let them influence you, or is there something you haven't told me?"

Lan Qingwu shook his head gently in the arms of the Divine Martial Emperor: "Brother Heng, Ruo Ruo will always be with Brother Heng!"

If Ruoruo really leaves, please don't be sad. At least, Ruoruo will always be with Brother Heng until the end of his life.

Lan Qingwu did not want Emperor Shenwu to build a prayer platform for him, but Emperor Shenwu had secretly made a decision and soon built a prayer platform more than ten meters high in the palace.

The palace maids from Wenhua Palace came to Qianzheng Hall to report that the third princess was feeling unwell, so Emperor Shenwu went to Wenhua Palace to visit the third princess in the afternoon of that day.

Emperor Shenwu looked at the baby in the cradle and listened to the imperial physician talk about the third princess's recent condition. When he was sure that the third princess was not seriously injured, he was about to leave Wenhua Palace.

Seeing the expression on Emperor Shenwu's face, Concubine Wen bravely reached out and grabbed his wide sleeve.

Emperor Shenwu glanced at Concubine Wen coldly, his eyes calm and composed.

Concubine Wen's heart trembled, and she involuntarily let go of her hand. She said cautiously, "Your Majesty, can you stay in Wenhua Palace today and accompany me and the Third Princess?"

Emperor Shenwu refused directly: "I have a memorial to submit today, let's do it another day."

Wenpin came back to her senses and said, "Your Majesty, are you really going back to Qianzheng Palace? Or are you going to visit someone? I don't want Your Majesty to accompany me all the time, just occasionally accompany me and the Third Princess."

The matter of Lan Qingwu weighed on the heart of the Emperor Shenwu like a thousand-pound stone. He really had no intention of dealing with Wenpin. He asked Wenpin directly: "Wenpin, what exactly do you want to say? Or what exactly do you want to hear me say? I say that you are not even as good as a finger of Yipin. Are you satisfied?"

Concubine Wen’s pretty face turned pale.

Emperor Shenwu had already left, and when he reached the door, he said again: "Pay more attention to the third princess."