Chapter 273 The Way to Get It Back, Refining the Memory of the Second Life, the Six Countries Need to Unite Against the Enemy

late at night.

Wenyuan Pavilion.

The fragrance of books and ink surrounds the entire attic. A young man in a white shirt, with a rich literary spirit and a majestic three-foot body, is like the blazing sun in the world, dispelling the darkness in the world.

Even though he is now an official in the cabinet, a third-grade bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion, and responsible for the state affairs of a country, Chen Ke still lives in the one-third acre of Wenyuan Pavilion's side hall.

For those who didn’t know, they thought a junior official from the Hanlin Academy lived here.

He was searching for news about the Ascension Platform to see if he could find similar news. He was particularly concerned about it when the Holy Emperor asked him before. These days, except when dealing with government affairs, he basically stayed in Wenyuan Pavilion.

Fortunately, he has outstanding abilities and is extremely efficient. The tasks assigned to him often don't take much effort.

With Chen Ke's current status, there is no need to take such painstaking efforts.

He has read millions of volumes of books from the three religions and hundreds of schools, and has become a great Confucian. He is expected to have a stone statue of himself in the Wenchang Pavilion.

You can enjoy it with peace of mind and be respected by officials and people all over the world.

But Chen Ke didn't, he was still here.

Just like a young man from a back alley who travels far away, he later becomes famous in a foreign continent and becomes a swordsman with stunning talents and a world-famous reputation. In the end, he has to return to his thatched hut and enjoy the tranquility of this place.

Perhaps it is because of this innocent heart that Chen Ke has great hope of becoming a leader in the Confucian temple in the future. He will definitely have a place among the three leaders of the Confucian temple.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of Wenyuan Pavilion.

Chen Ke glanced at the dark sky and muttered strangely: "It's so late, who would knock on the door."

"Please come in."

Chen Ke chose to open the door gracefully.

At his level, there is nothing to fear from the so-called ghosts and demons.

Outside the door, stood a handsome man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, with a somewhat troubled expression on his face.

Chen Ke smiled slightly and said: "Your Majesty? It's so late and you didn't go to the dormitory. Why did you come to me?"

"Oh, don't mention it. It's a long story. Let's go in and talk about it."

Lu Mingyuan sighed deeply.

Seeing that he had something on his mind, Chen Ke locked the door as he entered.

He took out the tea cup and made tea for the other party.

Now at this point, I probably don’t need to sleep anymore, so I might as well make some tea to refresh myself.

"But what happened?"

Lu Mingyuan looked deeply and said, "Tell me, is there a way in this world for people to exchange souls with each other?"

Chen Ke was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

"The Holy Spirit means that something abnormal happened to someone?"

"The Queen is in good health, but her words and deeds gradually make me feel more and more like a human being."

Chen Ke couldn't help but be surprised: "Oh? Who is it?"

"Empress of the Underworld."

Chen Ke's pupils shrank, then he narrowed his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, are you sure this is not a joke?"

"I wasn't completely sure at first. It wasn't until she wanted to kill Sui Yuqing that I realized something was wrong, so I had to come to you."

Later, Lu Mingyuan gave an overview of what happened today.

The more Chen Ke listened, the deeper his frown deepened.

"At least for now, Your Majesty's move to stabilize the opponent first and prevent the opponent from noticing is the right move."

"I just excused myself because I was busy with government affairs at night. I don't know if there will be any suspicion."

"If it was Mu Xue, there wouldn't be any of the above problems." Lu Mingyuan sighed.

Chen Ke recalled: "Indeed, Miss Qi would not criticize other people's talents with cold remarks, let alone use her knowledge to overwhelm others. She has never been like this."

"Miss Qi" Lu Mingyuan heard this for a long time, and a memory came to his mind.

It seemed like I was back on the night of the Lantern Festival again.

Lanterns were flying all over the sky. When the beautiful woman raised her head, she could see her bright eyes and white teeth, and her ears were red from the cold. It was a rare sight in his life.

Chen Ke earnestly handed over his hand: "Excuse me for being presumptuous. I haven't gotten used to it for a while. In Wei Chen's eyes, everything is like the days in the cold palace."

"It doesn't matter, the title Miss Qi can be regarded as a special memory."

"The days passed so fast that I didn't even react."

Lu Mingyuan waved his hand and recalled Qi Muxue in his impression: "Yes, what she likes to do most is to persuade people to learn and make friends with others. She once said that the role of knowledge is not to show off how powerful you are, but to show off how powerful you are. It’s about cultivating one’s character and benefiting the people, that’s who she is.”

After a brief silence.

Chen Ke broke the silence: "So the Holy Spirit came to me because he wanted to"

"Find a way to get it back." Lu Mingyuan took over the words with great solemnity.

"Although I don't know what method the Great Ming Empress used to exchange souls with Muxue, but no matter what the price is, a corresponding method must be found."

"Wei Chen understands."

Chen Ke nodded.

"Looking at the earth and the world, it is not impossible to exchange souls, but it is very difficult. It requires the help of certain special skills or even magic weapons. A kind of magical power called the resurrection of corpses is specially used to exchange souls."

"Even if the corpse is resurrected, it only targets one side. One side will definitely die, so it belongs to the category of forbidden arts, which is not very humane."

"But after such a soul change, it is relatively rare for both parties to be alive. Can Your Majesty be sure of the Queen's life or death?"

"Okay, her soul lamp is still on."

Chen Ke said: "If so, it is not a simple reincarnation, but a more advanced soul-changing method. The forbidden library of Wenyuan Pavilion tells that the gods of the Wu clan in the Holy Underworld have a spiritual method that can replace the souls of two people."

"Wu clan method?"

Lu Mingyuan recited carefully.

Suddenly, he remembered that in his second life in the Great Thousand Canglan Map, he was the young master of the Wu clan.

Maybe he can find a solution there?

"If you want to change it back, it is best to use the power of the first exchange, so that there will be no side effects. If you look for other methods, they are all side doors, which may damage the soul, or there is a risk of one party falling."

"Can the emperor accept this result?"

"Can't we just let the Queen of the Underworld fall and let Muxue come back?" Lu Mingyuan frowned.

"There is a forbidden technique in Taoism, called soul-taking and spirit-changing. This method can remove the original soul in the flesh, and then plant the original soul that needs to be cultivated in advance."

"For the specific method, let me read the classics again."

After Chen Ke finished speaking, he dived into the sea of ​​books and began to search.

Lu Mingyuan took a sip of tea.

Silently looking at the tortoise shell in his mind.

Why didn't the tortoise shell respond to the reminder?

Could it be that the witch couldn't threaten him?

Or, she didn't mean to harm him for the time being?

Thinking of this.

Lu Mingyuan thought again and again, and officially unsealed the memory of the second life in his mind.

The Song Dynasty is adjacent to the Confucian Temple in the west and the Buddhist land and country in the west. Since the capital was severely damaged, Emperor Shaoxing has been investigating this matter.

The Datianlong Temple at this moment.

In the main hall, the golden Buddha statue made seals with both hands, with a solemn appearance, looking at the people in the hall with compassion and pity.

The Shaoxing Emperor in a red and black dragon-patterned robe came to visit with many masters.

At the same time, several groups of people also arrived at the Datianlong Temple.

This Datianlong Temple, which has been quiet for thousands of years and is known as one of the four major Buddhist temples, is really lively today.

"Abbot, is there any way to save my son?"

In the sedan, there was an unconscious prince lying.

Right below the Buddha statue stood an old monk with white eyebrows and drooping face. He had a gaunt face, wore a yellow monk's robe, a red cassock, held a nine-ring staff, and his face was pale gold.

"Namo Amitabha, all donors, please be patient."

The old monk raised one hand and chanted a Buddhist name.

"Such a tragedy happened in the Song Dynasty. No matter who the murderer is, the people of Tianlong Temple, as one of the Song family's worshippers, cannot escape the blame."

On both sides of him stood nearly twenty monks wearing red cassocks. Some were wrinkled and old, some were thin and shriveled, like dead wood, and some were melancholy, elegant and mature.

All nodded in agreement.

The old monk walked forward slowly and stopped beside the prince's body, with a little golden Buddha light shining in his eyes.

"The fatal injury of the second prince was caused by the devil's energy entering his body, which led to the accumulation of demonic obstacles. The murderer is very powerful and good at witchcraft. The injury on the neck was caused by the accumulation of heavy objects. It is initially estimated that it was caused by the ruins. The people who attacked the capital this time are likely to come from the Holy Nether Demon Kingdom."

As the old monk transported a large amount of Buddha's energy into the prince's body to balance the devil's energy in his body.

Even with his eyes closed, the prince struggled hard, muttering:

"Witch. It's a witch."

This word makes people shudder.

As expected of the abbot of the Thirteenth Realm, Tianlong, his strength is unfathomable. Just using the Buddhist magical power of the Golden Leaf Eye, he can trace back to what happened in the past.

The so-called witch is a very common word.

But looking at the world, there are probably not many witches who can attack the capital alone.

A young man in a golden python robe, with eyes as bright as lightning, stood beside him with his hands behind his back. An old Taoist priest in a yin-yang robe stood beside him. He looked directly at Emperor Shaoxing and asked:

"Is your country inviting the Great Sui Dynasty to come here with great fanfare just for the safety of your son? Your Majesty must give us a reason."

Another man in a green robe with large sleeves half closed his eyes, gently stroking the frost blue dragon bracelet on his wrist with his right hand, and said in a heavy voice:

"What the Great Sui Crown Prince said makes sense. I, Yin Shuang, also need a reason to come here. What is the great plan for the world that your Majesty mentioned, the great matter concerning destiny?"

Emperor Shaoxing said in a deep voice: "Aren't you most concerned about whether the destiny of my Song family has been taken away by a mysterious person? Now I will tell you clearly."

"Actually, it hasn't."

After receiving this news, the Great Sui Crown Prince Cao Zongxi and Yin Shuang Emperor Wu Xun looked at each other.

They saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Emperor Shaoxing understood the two people's thoughts and continued, "What I want to say is that if the six countries continue like this, their destiny will be taken away sooner or later."

"After experiencing this change, I know that the so-called destiny is just a play within the Middle Earth, and the biggest variable in this trick is Sheng Ming."

"The new emperor of the current Great Yan has just been established and has not obtained the destiny, while Sheng Ming on one side is preparing for war. Don't you know?"

"The purpose of this witch is to divide us."

"Today, the three countries have gathered together. Even though Jinwu, Nanli and Dawu are absent, I still want to say that the six countries must share the same hatred and kill the witch together. At the same time, it is also to avenge my son!"