Chapter 263: The Method of Resurrecting Mr. Qi, the Whereabouts of the Ascension Platform, and the Letter of Help From Princess Jinwu

A unique courtyard.

The morning court had ended long ago, and it was already noon.

The winding path led to a quiet place, and the sound gradually quieted down.

The boudoir was paved with a floor heating system that consumed countless charcoal. The early autumn weather inside was still as warm as spring, and the air was filled with sandalwood, rouge and powder, and the faint body fragrance of women.

Lu Mingyuan was naked from the waist up, holding the breathing and crawling body beside him, staring at his palm in a trance.

So.

Drunkenly lying on the lap of a beauty, awake and in control of the world.

That's the feeling.

Even though I was happy physically and mentally, I couldn't help but have some worries in my heart.

When a person has enough things, he will be afraid of losing them.

Just like myself now, I have too many reasons not to lose.

How can I allow others to snore beside my bed?

The six kingdoms, with the help of destiny, certainly have a rising trend. There are wild and holy underworld outside the borders, but so do I, with help from all sides, and now I am stronger than before, how could I lose.

Nine dragons fighting for the throne, python swallowing dragon, which is not a dangerous thing, I have survived, what is there to be afraid of in the six kingdoms?

Lu Mingyuan looked at the falling maple leaves outside the window, his eyes flickered constantly.

"Hmm"

At a certain moment, the woman who was curled up on the brocade bed because of exhaustion suddenly woke up, turned over and sat up, her face was indescribably ruddy.

"Should I call you Your Majesty now?"

She called softly, her voice weak.

Lu Mingyuan looked at her and said softly: "You can call whatever you want."

He felt that his arms were wrapped tighter.

It seems that after becoming an emperor, Yang Yingchan was completely relieved and recognized him, and there was no need to worry about any rumors.

When she was in the cold palace, even though they had been together for a long time, she never dared to make this relationship public, fearing that someone would stab her in the back.

"The King of Zhenbei will come to Beijing to report soon. Do you want to meet him? You and your daughter haven't seen each other for more than 20 years."

Faced with Lu Mingyuan's proposal, Yang Yingchan was undoubtedly very moved.

Since she came to Beijing at the age of eight, she has never seen her father's face again.

Every year, they can only communicate through letters.

"I think about it, but my father has a bad temper. I'm worried that he will offend His Majesty."

Yang Yingchan's hesitant look made Lu Mingyuan frown.

"Why?"

"I am satisfied to serve His Majesty as a humble servant. If my father knows about this relationship, it will make His Majesty feel difficult."

Yang Yingchan smiled slightly with tears in her eyes.

It seems that she has already thought of a way out for Lu Mingyuan.

She felt that she was just a nuisance.

If the King of Zhenbei loves his daughter so much, she, a concubine of the King of Zhao, would be like this if she knew that he had a beautiful woman in his house.

Lu Mingyuan looked into her eyes and shook his head: "I will give you a big wedding sooner or later, you can rest assured."

"As for the King of Zhenbei, you can see him if you want, and you don't need to have any concerns because of me."

"There is no need to hide the relationship between you and me."

Lu Mingyuan's serious words made people's hearts melt.

Hearing this, Yang Yingchan's eyes were moved.

She was deeply moved.

Compared with the eldest prince Lu Changfeng, Lu Mingyuan treated her as well as he could.

This was simply a gift from God to her, as if the hardships she suffered in the first half of her life would be returned in the second half of her life.

Yang Yingchan was very fortunate that the person she met was Lu Mingyuan, not someone else.

"Give me your hand."

Lu Mingyuan held Yang Yingchan's wrist domineeringly, frowning from time to time.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yingchan asked in confusion.

Lu Mingyuan let go of her hand and said to himself: "Logically speaking, under the influence of my physique, your cultivation should not be unchanged. Is there any hidden secret?"

His Taotie body is an excellent dual cultivation holy body. When his cultivation is low, he can absorb the essence of high-level cultivators to improve his cultivation.

When his cultivation rises, he can feed back the power of qi and blood, improve his cultivation qualifications, and increase the cultivation speed of others.

Yang Yingchan sighed and explained, "It's all because of me."

"All women born in my Yang family have this strange disease. Once their martial arts cultivation approaches the fifth level, they will slowly stagnate and their meridians will tend to shrink."

"In fact, I was already a master several years ago, but now I am not as good as before and my realm is stagnant."

"Oh?"

It was the first time that Lu Mingyuan heard of such a disease. After thinking for a while, he guessed, "Maybe it's a physical condition?"

Based on his extensive knowledge, the so-called strange disease must be some kind of talent that has not yet been discovered.

"I don't know."

Yang Yingchan was quite confused. Obviously, she had never heard of any physical condition that would be like this.

Without saying anything, Lu Mingyuan used his martial arts skills to open up a bridge between heaven and earth in his dantian, and injected a wisp of heaven and earth power into Yang Yingchan's body to check the details.

The power of heaven and earth brings vitality and turbidity. All natural things follow it. Under its illumination, many abnormalities have nowhere to hide.

Soon.

Lu Mingyuan found that there was a vague white mist in the sea of ​​consciousness of Yang Yingchan's brain stem.

"Is it because of this thing?"

Lu Mingyuan did not move rashly, but kept guessing what it was.

The white mist exuded a faint pressure, driving Lu Mingyuan's consciousness out of Yang Yingchan's sea of ​​consciousness.

This scene surprised him.

Could it be the reincarnation of some great power?

"Your Majesty."

In just a short while, Yang Yingchan's face turned pale, covering her head, and it seemed that she was also tossed around.

"This matter cannot be rushed. Let's talk about it after we meet the King of Zhenbei."

Lu Mingyuan comforted the other party and said softly.

"Before that, let's go out of the palace to get some fresh air."

There are hundreds of shops in the inner city, and the goods are dazzling.

It is crowded and lively.

It seems that the people in the capital have not become depressed and negative because of the change of the throne and the death knell of the war. They still have to live and continue.

A man and a woman with their faces covered walked on the street.

The woman kept looking at all kinds of hairpins and gems, and she was excited and happy about everything.

Lu Mingyuan took a look at the bracelet on his hand and sighed.

This is a jade bracelet that can cover the face, so that others can see that the person wearing it has an ordinary face.

It was Yang Yingchan's own request, saying that if you really want to go out, it would be bad to expose your whereabouts, so just disguise yourself as an ordinary person.

To be honest, there is no problem.

After all, with Yang Yingchan's looks, if she goes out, she will definitely attract a lot of attention.

What's the controversy about saying that she is the most beautiful woman in Da Yan?

But who would have thought that the dignified Princess Zhao would enjoy shopping like a little girl.

It's not her fault. After all, she hasn't been out for a long time, and everything she sees is new. It's not that she hasn't seen these things before, but this feeling is the most worth lingering.

"Your Majesty, Chen Ke wants to see you."

Just when Lu Mingyuan stopped under a luxurious pavilion to rest, he heard a woman's message.

When the emperor goes out, he must be inspecting all directions.

In the east, west, south and north, there are people from the Mingdeng Division and the masters of the palace, lurking in the crowd.

Lu Mingyuan found that the woman who reported the news happened to be the female knight who was canonized as the first master of the palace by him.

He smiled lightly and said, "Spread it."

Chen Ke must have something important to find him.

At the morning court today, he initially decided on the cabinet members, including Su Youhuai, Shen Yuanxi, Wang Hefu, Chen Ke and others.

Most of them do not need to hold the title of Grand Secretary or any qualifications. In terms of ability and knowledge, they are already the most virtuous talents in the world.

Lu Mingyuan glanced at Yang Yingchan who was trying on clothes, and after giving some instructions, he came to the agreed restaurant.

A scholar in a white Confucian robe poured tea and waited for a long time. It was Chen Ke.

He was born handsome, and now he is enlightened in Wenyuan Pavilion, systematically compiling works of psychology, and with the influence of books for a long time, he looks more handsome. Perhaps he is still a little far away from being a ruler, but it can be said that his appearance is that of a great talent in Jiangnan, and there is no problem at all.

When Chen Ke saw Lu Mingyuan, he first bowed and saluted, and then reported seriously: "Your Majesty, I have already figured out the matter that Your Majesty entrusted to me."

Even though he was already half the founder of the School of Mind and could be called a great scholar, he was still humble to Lu Mingyuan like a minister.

Hearing this, Lu Mingyuan's eyes lit up, and he said with some excitement: "Have you found a way to revive Mr. Qi?"

Since he returned to the capital, he has been looking for a way to revive Qi Xingyan, but the news he got was not good.

Either a cultivator with high cultivation level must use his own life as a guide to perform the soul-calling method, or it can only be used for cultivators with low realms.

In summary.

With the Taoist method, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to revive a sage!

Qi Xingyan's cultivation level is too high.

To revive him, it requires a very high price.

At least a great power of the upper third level needs to be sacrificed.

The question is, how could there be a cultivator above the thirteenth realm who is willing to sacrifice his life to help him?

Those who have cultivated to the level of Bodhisattva, Human Immortal, and Saint are all well-known figures in the world.

Will they sacrifice their lives to revive a saint?

Obviously not.

Now, Chen Ke claims that he has found other ways. How can Lu Mingyuan not be surprised?

"Your Majesty, don't be happy too early. I have read all the classics and found such a feasible method from millions of books."

Chen Ke's expression does not seem to be relaxed.

"You say."

Lu Mingyuan restrained his excitement and listened carefully.

Chen Ke moved the spirit in his chest, stretched out his fingers, and used tea as a painting to show Lu Mingyuan a picture.

"As early as the mythological era, there was a dynasty that has now disappeared in the world, ruled by a young and promising emperor. When he was on a southern tour, he met the love of his life among the people and married her as queen. However, this passionate relationship was soon ended by an assassination attempt by the enemy country. The young emperor was heartbroken by the death of his wife."

"In order to resurrect his wife, he searched for all the ways at that time, even invaded the temple at that time, plundered the ascension platform of the temple, and forcibly used the terrifying power of the ascension platform to reshape the queen's body."

"At the same time, he turned against Tiangang and used the luck of the entire dynasty as a sacrifice to call the soul to the heaven. In the end, the queen was indeed resurrected, but the entire dynasty The dynasty was destroyed, and the chaotic times came. The queen learned everything and felt guilty. In order to save the people, she finally sacrificed herself and died. When the young emperor learned the news, he fell into the devil, gave up on himself, and was cursed by the heaven, and he could not reincarnate forever. "

After the story was told, Chen Ke's expression became serious, and he took a deep breath and said: "So, if you need to revive Mr. Qi, you first need to get a lot of destiny and luck to summon the soul of the heaven and exchange for Mr. Qi's soul. "

"Then, you have to find the last ascension platform of the human race and reshape the body!"

Chen Ke's expression was solemn, as if he was telling something that was almost impossible to accomplish.

"Only in this way can you really be resurrected."

After listening to it, Lu Mingyuan thought.

This method is much simpler than finding a saint and bodhisattva and sacrificing yourself.

Both conditions are particularly harsh, but specifically, it depends on how to do it.

"Destiny and luck. Ascension platform."

Lu Mingyuan murmured softly, thinking about the possibility.

The destiny is easy to deal with, as the Heavenly Dao has just sent down six destiny.

If you can take away a few of them, you might be able to meet the requirements.

The most difficult thing to deal with.

On the contrary, it is the Ascension Platform.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the Ascension Platform has disappeared. Is there no one in the Middle-earth to find it?

There must be. Dao League leaders like Lunri Tianjun must be looking for the Ascension Platform.

But in the end, no one found it, and the Ascension Platform is still missing.

"Do you have any clues about the whereabouts of the Ascension Platform?"

Lu Mingyuan chose to ask Chen Ke directly.

Chen Ke sighed and said, "Every year, the three religions are looking for the whereabouts of the Ascension Platform, but no one can find it. In the battle of ascension to the gods in the Middle Ages, a human cultivator whose strength was comparable to that of the Taoist ancestor, named Wanjie Tianzun."

"This person has great magical powers. He came from the mythological era, but he stood on the side of the human world and lived for tens of thousands of years. He once killed ten demon gods with his own strength and unparalleled combat power, and destroyed the three ascension platforms of the demon clan. The last ascension platform disappeared at that time. Some people say that it fell in the Middle Earth, but no one can find it."

"Huangshazhou was also a place favored by immortals in the Middle Ages. Many ascending cultivators would choose this place to ascend. It is rumored that the capital of the Great Frost Dynasty has preserved the remains of the ascension platform to this day, but in fact, it is just some ruins and a place of mourning."

"The second news is that five hundred years ago, the whereabouts of the ascension platform were once reported in Nanhanzhou, but it turned out to be a hoax."

Chen Ke has told all the news about the ascension platform.

Lu Mingyuan was not anxious, and sighed softly: "Take your time, this matter cannot be rushed."

After sending Chen Ke away.

Lu Mingyuan had his own plan.

Finding the ascension platform was still too slim, so it was better to complete the first requirement first and gather enough destiny and luck.

The most urgent task was the intelligence and news after the six countries obtained the destiny and luck.

At this time, Wujian Pavilion should contribute its real role.

"Qingying."

Lu Mingyuan called softly.

"Here."

Suddenly, on the left side of the table, a tall and slender woman in black came to Lu Mingyuan and leaned over to half-kneel.

"The eyes and ears of the Wujian Party spread in various dynasties, and they can no longer remain dormant. From today on, they need to report useful intelligence every month and transmit it to the Great Yan Imperial Capital."

"Got it."

"What? Something?"

Lu Mingyuan glanced at the woman on the ground with his peripheral vision and saw that Luo Ying was still there and did not leave.

Compared with the past, it was a bit abnormal.

Luo Ying hesitated for a while, took out a letter from her sleeve, and handed it to Lu Mingyuan.

She said calmly: "This letter was sent to Wujian Pavilion. At first, it seemed that there was nothing worth thinking about, but since Yang Erlang disappeared, does the emperor have anything to explain?"

Lu Mingyuan opened the letter that had been torn open long ago, and the three words "Yang Erlang" at the beginning came into view.

The signature was Luo Qiufu.

A name that Lu Mingyuan almost forgot.

As for the content.

It's easy to guess that this is a letter for help from Princess Jinwu.

Since the coup in Jinwu Kingdom, Luo Qiufu has gradually lost power.

The new king of Jinwu Kingdom is a branch of the royal family who came out of the sword tomb in the back mountain of his ancestors and has an innate sword body.

No wonder he was blessed by destiny.

Lu Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, looked at Luo Ying, and asked:

"What explanation do you want to hear?"

On the other side.

In the vast land outside Mobei, under the gloomy sky where the sun never shines all year round.

There is a green demon pupil, black lines on her arms, an emperor's crown on her head, and a slender and cold woman standing on the top of the broken city, looking up at the world of Middle-earth.

In her mind.

From time to time, she still recalls the words on Tianshui City.

Gongyu, you are still the same as before.

Who is this man?

This point has always puzzled Wu Gongyu.

Why does he know her life experience.

Why did she lose to him.

I always feel that there is an indescribable sense of familiarity with this person.

"Your Majesty, are you really going to the Middle-earth alone?"

Beside the woman, stood a demon general wearing magic pattern armor, with three eyes wide open, fangs exposed, red tongue rolling, flame-shaped eyebrows and beard raised, and a majestic temperament.

Wu Gongyu said lightly: "The destiny of the Middle-earth is born, and the next destiny dynasty cannot be born. Every birth of the destiny dynasty of the Middle-earth is accompanied by the decline of the Holy Dark. Your cultivation is too low, it is not easy to go. I have the innate magic pupil to protect my body. Even ordinary upper third-grade cultivators can't see through my disguise."

After speaking.

She waved her hand, and her dress and appearance changed.

The dark eyebrows seemed to be hooked, making her willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes sharper, and the rouge pursed lips made her red lips proud and bright as fire.

The long black hair was tied on the top of the head, fixed by a jade hairpin with phoenix wings, and matched with the heavy imperial crown, the whole person has a more solemnity.

Soon, the human race's makeup was completed.

Wu Gongyu looked noble and cold, like a thousand-foot iceberg.

The majesty hidden in her phoenix eyes was like an emperor who was high above, sacred and inviolable.

This trip to the Middle-earth world will definitely turn the world upside down.