"The Lord God is here."

When Lord Linghua met Lord Yun Zhong, she was under a huge tree. She had never seen such a huge and unusual tree.

Half of the tree's interior was naked on the outside, and it looked like it was made of fine iron. There were also criss-crossing vine demons squirming inside, and something unknown was rotating inside and making a rumbling sound.

Yun Zhongjun stood on the hillside, the sun in the distance fell on him, and he was also looking at the tree.

"Come up!"

With just one word, Linghua Jun was seen moving closer to the hillside where she was, as if an inexplicable strong wind swept her away.

Linghua Jun stood on the slope, her eyes following Yun Zhongjun's gaze and looking at the tree. Every time she saw something magical and transcendent from Yun Zhongjun's place, it meant something.

Things, or what changes will happen to the world.

For example, Suanni before that, the Moon Palace in the sky.

When I first saw it, I didn't know what it was or what its role was, but what I saw had already been secretly affecting this world, and might even be controlling this world.

From then on, Lord Linghua no longer dared to miss anything that appeared around Lord Yun Zhong, or those casual words.

"This is... a tree?"

Yun Zhongjun nodded and told her.

"When the tree is truly finished."

Hearing what Yun Zhongjun said, Linghua Jun felt a little strange.

"Completed?"

"Why should a tree be described as completed? It's like a palace or a city."

Just when Lord Linghua was thinking about what this tree was, he heard even more shocking news.

Yun Zhongjun: "There will be a great sun rising from it."

Linghua Jun looked at the tree in great surprise. She didn't know whether the big sun Yun Zhongjun mentioned was the real sun or the blazing sun, or was referring to something else.

But she knew that when the tree was "completed" and the so-called sun rose from it, the world would once again undergo a round of changes that mortals could not predict.

As soon as Yun Zhongjun raised his hand, the two of them stood under the shade of the mountain in the valley.

The sun here seems to be extremely hot.

Half of the valley is golden yellow, where the sun shines, and the shadows of huge objects reflecting the sunlight on their surfaces are constantly walking along the mountain pass from a distance.

Half of it was shadowed, and the vine demon could be seen on the ground constantly passing under the feet, rising and falling on the ground and underground.

Everything is filled with a strange feeling.

Yun Zhongjun said: "I have some things to do recently and I don't care about human affairs anymore. You came here because you want to tell me something!"

Only then did Lord Linghua break away from the sentence about a great sun rising from the sacred tree. He bowed to Lord Yun Zhong and then spoke.

"God Lord!"

"The day before yesterday, Emperor Wen Zhao of the Wu Dynasty died."

Yun Zhongjun said: "How did you die?"

There was no surprise or any emotion, just like asking an irrelevant person.

Lord Linghua stood under the tree, with golden light and dark shadows constantly passing by his feet. Giant objects sometimes appeared around him, and sometimes demons hid behind the ground.

"At first I thought it was because I took the elixir and then got wind and frightened. My body couldn't bear the power of the medicine and I died suddenly."

"They originally wanted to get the so-called method of immortality from Taoist Yin Yang, the master of Yunzhen Taoism, so they kept it secret from me. When I rushed over, it was already too late."

Yun Zhongjun nodded: "In that case, there is no need to pay too much attention. Even if the emperor dies, the world will not be in chaos."

I mean, just make arrangements for the next steps.

But he turned around and said: "But since you are talking about your initial thoughts, it is not that simple."

Judging from Yun Zhongjun's appearance, he indeed didn't know about this human matter. Maybe it wasn't that he couldn't know, but it was something really important. This reminded Linghua Jun of the time when he couldn't find Yun Zhongjun.

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Lord Linghua continued: "But then I discovered that this matter is... In the end, the Yin Yang Taoist said that he had received the decree from the heavens. I went to Youdu City to ask, and it turned out that there really was a decree falling from the nine heavens."

When Yun Zhongjun heard this, he understood something.

"The decree of heaven."

He suddenly remembered something and spoke.

"oh!"

"Two days ago, I said something."

"Let him live in peace and stop making trouble."

Yun Zhongjun was also a little surprised, but finally said.

"Perhaps, I got it wrong."

Lord Linghua stood under the sacred tree and was stunned for a long time.

"I see."

Since then, Lord Linghua finally understood the entire process of the emperor's death.

When Yun Zhongjun learned that the emperor of the Wu Dynasty fell into madness in order to seek immortality, he casually said something to him not to make trouble, and a warning edict was sent directly to the underworld, saying that he would make that day

I want you to be more "peaceful" and stop "making trouble".

Then that day will truly be "peaceful", and it will never be able to "make trouble" again.

Passed down layer by layer, that day Zi Wen Zhao became the first evil ghost in the Boneless Hell under the Nine Netherworld.

Mr. Linghua finally understood what it meant to hold the Tianxian in his mouth.

One sentence.

Then an emperor died.

Yun Zhongjun: "If anything like this happens again, just come and repay me. Don't worry."

Lord Linghua: "Lingzi knows."

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Huajing City.

Imperial Prefecture.

The snow has stopped, and the wind is no longer howling. It seems that everything has settled, and no one knows what is covered under the heavy snow.

No one is pursuing it, or no one cares.

The death of Emperor Wen Zhao is like the dead autumn leaves looming in the snow. It obviously happened not long ago, and the snowy night fell for less than a few days, but it makes people feel as if a long, long time has passed, so long that it has been

People are forgotten.

Everyone only cares about one question, who will become the new emperor of the Wu Dynasty.

Only one person was still asking about the cause of the emperor's death.

"Dare to ask the Imperial Master!"

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, how did he die?"

Ma Fu has been waiting at the gate of the Imperial Master's Mansion, perhaps because this old slave is the only one who is still loyal to the emperor. Even though this foolish loyalty was ridiculed by many people, Lord Linghua still summoned him in the end.

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Lord Linghua stood in the pavilion, and the eunuch Ma Fu was still kneeling in the snow, kowtowing and begging, trying to find an answer.

"I have checked and it is true that Emperor Wen Zhao died of fright after taking the elixir!"

No matter what the other indirect reasons were, the main cause of death of Emperor Wen Zhao was indeed this. He took the poisonous elixir hastily and was frightened by the cold wind. He was immediately paralyzed in bed, could not speak, and finally died.

After hearing this, Ma Fu looked sad: "It's true. I tried to persuade Your Majesty, but he just didn't listen. I told him that the Taoist must have other intentions, but Your Majesty believed in that Taoist too easily."

Lord Linghua said, "He really wants to live forever."

Ma Fu nodded: "But why did His Majesty's body disappear after his death? Just like that Taoist, only his clothes were left?"

Even after the emperor died, he immediately prepared to ask eminent monks from the Tao of Reincarnation and even the flower-carrying monk to do the ritual and send him into the "wormwood".

But before he had time, the corpse of Emperor Wen Zhao was laughed out by a gust of wind and ghostly shadows.

Disappeared without a trace.

At that time, Ma Fu was on the spot.

He heard the dry ghost laughter and immediately recognized the voice of Yin Yang Taoist.

Lord Linghua said bluntly: "Because his merits and deeds will be judged after his death, his bones were taken to the Youdu City by the ghost officials."

After hearing this, Ma Fu immediately asked: "Your Majesty, are you blessed with merit or... or are you riddled with sin?"

Ma Fu may have known what the fate of Emperor Wen Zhao would be, so he hesitated when he spoke the last words, his body was trembling, and his expression was sad.
To be continued...