Chapter 101 The End of an Era

"Your Majesty is critically ill. I'm afraid it's not going to be good this time." Li Changsheng said anxiously.

"What?" Xu Xuan couldn't hear clearly.

Li Changsheng repeated it again.

Our era has passed...

Xu Xuan was stunned for a while, and then sighed in his heart.

After being an emperor for forty years, the cultivation of Qi and blood had long been abandoned. Xu Yong lived to this age, and it was still the credit of breeding insects and Qi and blood cultivation.

Wow!

The wind was raging, and the white clouds gathered. Xu Xuan's eyes turned into a terrifying purple, and then he walked on the clouds and disappeared into the sky, leaving only the shocked people.

Li Changsheng wanted to say something, but finally gave up.

Originally, a special train was prepared, but I didn't expect that the Heavenly Master would not take it.

Li Changsheng could only take the train with others.

Xu Xuan is not short of spiritual energy now. His double pupils communicate with the spiritual energy of the void, and he can be self-sufficient.

Moving at a rapid speed, the true energy quickly flows along the meridians in the body, consuming it while absorbing the void spiritual energy, and the eyes burst into amazing purple, and the eyes felt a little burning.

Xu Xuan felt the changes in his eyes while flying.

This is the sequelae of the blood transplant, which should be a defect, because his technique is not very good.

After all, the ancient kings could not do this, and he slowly figured it out, resulting in irreversible damage during the fusion process with the blood.

It’s nothing now, but it may become a fatal defect in the future when the cultivation is high.

But don’t worry, this can be easily solved.

"I’m almost a hundred years old. Wait a few more years. After a hundred years, I will practice the Taiyin Refining Method to restore all aspects of my body to their peak."

Xu Xuan was not in a hurry at all. This was a plan in advance. If the blood transplant failed, the Taiyin Refining Method would be used to restore it; now that the transplant was successful, there were hidden dangers left, and the Taiyin Refining Method could also be used.

Zhongjing, the city of gods called Yongming by Europeans, and the vassal states called it Tianyi, where gods live.

This is the only capital in the world without city walls.

Most of the railways converge here, and the city is cut by roads that extend in all directions. Most of the roads and houses are paved with cement, which is both prosperous and clean.

Steam factories can be seen everywhere in the suburbs and downstream, and there are even the latest steam cars. Most of the people in the former Ming Dynasty have not passed away. Seeing this scene, it really feels like a lifetime ago.

On the street, a man supported a white-haired old man and looked at the scenery on both sides of the street. The people around him were very strange, but they didn't react much.

If you look closely, you will find that at least thirty people are quietly guarding the four directions with the old man as the center. If there is any danger, they will draw their guns and shoot at the first time.

The two came to the teahouse, and the old man shouted: "Waiter, serve tea!"

Find a seat outside and sit down. I don’t know what the people coming and going are good to see. The old man looked for a long time and felt a little satisfied.

"What kind of tea would you like to drink? We have black tea from southern Yunnan, Longjing tea from West Lake, Biluochun tea from Dongting, Zhuyeqing tea from Shu, Taiping Houkui tea from Huizhou... We have snacks... We even have coffee from Java and sake from Japan."

The waiter kept talking, talking a lot.

"You have coffee? What's the origin of your store? Just have some rough tea to quench your thirst." The old man was very interested.

"Our Yinkeyue is not simple. There are 500 branches across the country..."

While the waiter was making tea, he smiled and thanked the old man after being rewarded with a silver dollar.

"Thanks to Grandpa, the situation is getting better every year. The Han and Tang dynasties are no different."

"Haha, yes, yes."

After drinking half a cup of tea, another group of people came over and persuaded the old man to go back.

"Liu Bang, the first emperor of the Han Dynasty, once said: I conquered the world with my humble clothing. Isn't this destiny? Destiny is in the hands of heaven. What good is Bian Que? This is destiny, not medical skills." The old man was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't lose his temper with the servants, and then went back with them.

In the ward, the old man lay down, and several doctors came forward to check his body. One doctor said: "Your Majesty, you can't go out again. You must eat our special food. Your stomach can no longer digest the food outside."

Yes, this person is Emperor Xu Yong of Hanchang.

Xu Yong is seventy-seven this year. It is rare for a person to live to seventy, and it is even rarer for an emperor to live to this age.

Even if the doctor didn't allow it, Xu Yong still ran out secretly to see the outside. Seeing a great country rising under his leadership, Xu Yong felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

On the night of his enthronement, Xu Yong asked Xu Xuan if he could do the scene he described; finally, he did it, and he really saw that people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the Han Dynasty prospered.

Days passed, and Xu Yong could no longer walk. He could only lie in bed, and was unconscious for most of the day.

The people who came to see him changed one after another.

Today, at night, Xu Yong suddenly woke up and sat up. The doctor on duty came over immediately, and the Jinyiwei was also alarmed.

"Your Majesty, what do you want?" While the doctor was speaking, he was secretly shocked. The emperor looked so radiant, and he was afraid that something was wrong.

"Call the crown prince, the chief minister, the three ministers, the director of the Tiangong Academy, the prefect of Wuchang, the commander of the Beijing camp, and the general of the imperial guards."

"Yes!!"

Everyone hurriedly moved, and the commander of the Jinyiwei immediately put the whole academy on martial law, and lanterns lit up the night.

This night was destined to be an extraordinary night.

Soon, the civil and military ministers arrived.

"Your Majesty!"

"Father!" Xu Dezhao was already a middle-aged man in his early fifties, and he had been in charge of state affairs for ten years.

Everyone knelt down.

"Stop talking nonsense and listen to my arrangements. The funeral will be simple and secret. If the kings of Luzon, Mobei, Northern Tianzhu, Ao Wang, and Yindi do not come back to mourn, we will immediately send troops to attack them; strictly monitor the sea merchants and Shanxi merchants. After the funeral, they will be confiscated and exterminated for disrespecting the former king. De Zhao, you can take the opportunity to promulgate the commercial law and it will be settled."

Xu Yong used his last reputation to pave the way for his descendants. With his reputation, if the merchants still drink and have fun during the state funeral, the world will not let him go. This will not only hit the wealthy merchants, but also not affect the business.

Merchants should not be too laissez-faire, otherwise it will affect their reputation and even infiltrate officials.

Xu Yong also has a secret order, which is to see who leaks the news tonight, and then follow the clues and uproot them.

Soon, the ministers of various ministries and the princes stranded in the capital also came.

For a time, the crying and wailing shook the sky. Xu Yong looked at all this coldly. How much sincerity was there in it?

"I declare that today, the imperial lineage will be handed over to the eldest prince Xu Dezhao!"

The attendant brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, as well as the imperial edict prepared in advance. With the seal stamped, the eldest prince's orthodox status was confirmed and the throne was stable.

"Father! Please take back your order!" Xu Dezhao burst into tears.

Before this, he had imagined the scene of being an emperor countless times, but when it was really his turn, he felt a little confused. He finally took charge of the situation on his own. Could he really govern this huge country?

"Don't worry, do it boldly, cough cough..." Xu Yong kept coughing, his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he stopped the doctor who wanted to come forward.

The huge ward was silent, and Xu Yong didn't know what he was waiting for.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind outside the window, and even a faint white light came.

Wow!

The strong wind blew open the door.

The Jinyiwei and the Imperial Guards drew their swords and knelt down when they saw the man standing at the door.

Everyone turned around and knelt down when they saw this man's face. Even if some people didn't recognize him, seeing these old ministers kneeling down, there was no reason not to follow.

"Meet the Heavenly Master!!"

The man was dressed in white, his eyes were purple, his skin was as white as ice, his hair was as black as a waterfall, and he stood there, totally out of tune with the mortal world.

Everyone was horrified, especially the old ministers.

After decades, this god-man still looked like this, which was really against the will of heaven.

Everyone looked respectful and didn't dare to be rude.

The one in front of them was the real king.

Europe, America (Yinzhou), Australia (Songzhou), and Shenzhou; from the emperor of Rome, the monarch of Shenzhou... to Jiangshan Liming, everyone was covered by his glory. The priests and warriors of the White Emperor were like his sword and shield, killing the enemies and making them tremble with fear.

He was the most powerful holy king in human history.

"Get up." Xu Xuan looked around, a little speechless, "Why are you still the old guys? Tomorrow, everyone over 60 years old will resign."

"Yes, sir!"

With just one sentence, he immediately disintegrated several families of founding heroes with deep-rooted power. With Xu Dezhao's ability, he could eliminate all their influence in a few years.

"Go out, I'll talk to Xu Yong."

Everyone left.

A "young man" and an old man looked at each other, and both of them sighed.

Xu Xuan took a look and found that the organs were basically all dysfunctional. In medical terms, it means that the life span has come to an end.

"Ling'er is also in this hospital. Brother, you can take time to see her. Xie Miao is not coming. She seems to be avoiding you on purpose." Xu Yong said, without any parting words, just like chatting.

"Ahem, when you were little, you were fed with magic water by the Li family, and then you didn't say a word, and didn't play with me. I was scared. Later, I found out that you were hiding your incompetence. At that time, I knew that you would definitely achieve great things."

"Is this the reason why you came to Lizhuang to seek refuge with me regardless of everything? You are really a hidden person." The two have the same father but different mothers, but their relationship is much deeper than that of real brothers.

"Not really, it's mainly because I have a deep relationship with my brother. The second brother doesn't treat us as brothers at all, ahem."

"After today, I will also be in seclusion for a long time, maybe for decades or hundreds of years." Xu Xuan suddenly said.

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, brother, don't worry; I am more worried about you..."

"Me?"

"Maybe others look majestic, but you must be very lonely, brother, please send us away one by one."

"You're welcome."

Xu Yong felt very tired, closed his eyes, and fell asleep deeply.

Xu Xuan divided his ideal into two parts, the ideal of cultivating immortals was given to himself, and the dream of the country was given to Xu Yong.

This old man, who was secretly called the shadow of light by the global forces, finally rested.