Zhongzhou, Shendu, and in the imperial palace.

A delicate bamboo house door in the harem was pushed open, and a strong man with naked body walked out.

He had a hair that was as red as blood, his short beard was as bright as blood, and many words appeared on his slightly red skin, but if he looked closely, he could not see anything.

His body is strong and well-proportioned, with all the muscles clearly angular, and he looks like a stone sculpture of Manbang. Only the vicious light that beating inside his eyes does not look like a statue at all.

Manbang people are also normal people. They carve statues to express beautiful wishes, not to scare themselves.

The strong man stood in the corridor of the bamboo shed against the pool, and several eunuchs came up from side to side, putting on his clothes and serving him to rinse his mouth and wash his face.

In the busy time, an eunuch seemed to say unintentionally: "Report to the prince, among the young women you favored before, there seems to be someone who has stopped."

The strong man ignored him at all, and seemed to have heard nothing. After washing up, he walked straight away in a robe.

When he walked away, the eunuch sighed and said to the eunuchs who were surrounding him: "All the old rules have been dealt with."

"Affect the order."

"Oh! The prince is so genius, why don't he want to leave behind a few descendants? Even if his descendants are not as talented as him, they can still grow into pillars of my Daxia!"

The eunuch sighed and directed everyone to clean the house. After a while, he walked out with a few long strips wrapped in silk cloth and transported them to another place.

The strong man was walking freely in the harem as if he had entered a deserted place. When he saw his eunuchs, palace maids and guards on the way, he stopped to salute.

He didn't even give his gifts, and he didn't even stop. He walked to the big pool in the back garden before saying to the direction of the rockery: "Old ghost, have you sensed something recently?"

A few seconds later, a voice like an old man came from the bottom of the rockery: "I am an old turtle, not an old ghost."

"You have lived for more than 6,000 years, why are you not an old ghost?" said the strong man without caring, "You are good at seeking good fortune and avoiding bad luck. You have never made any mistakes in your judgment over the years. Have you sensed something recently?"

After a few seconds, the voice rang again: "In recent years, I have always felt that the situation in Daxia is getting worse. Now it is the same."

The strong man frowned: "There is no trend of improvement?"

"I didn't feel it anyway."

"That must be that there is something wrong with the reform. Maybe it needs to be discussed and discussed again, and how to solve it..." The strong man fell into deep thought. After a while, he turned around and left without even saying a word of goodbye.

When he left and couldn't see it, the old man's voice rang again: "This kid is really not polite at all. I'm old and virtuous at least. Can't I respect me for a moment?"

Then, the sound became extremely subtle, and even if someone jumped into the pool and listened to the rockery, he might not be able to hear it clearly.

"...You deserve to die!"

This strong man is naturally the only real power prince in Daxia in contemporary times, protecting the country, Wucheng Emperor's Sky.

He was always a little restless recently, as if something bad was about to happen. Last night, he even killed several concubines he loved because of a moment of distraction.

He didn't care about a few women - over the years, there were no 10,000 or 8,000 women he played with. Except for a very few lucky people, everything else was basically executed. It was just the difference that he could live a few more days or kill them after one night.

However, he was so uneasy that he was quite worried.

He has been in a long life for more than six hundred years, and his cultivation has been polished to a very pure state. In theory, even if the sky falls and the earth falls, he should not be moved at all.

If a strong man like him is restless, he will probably sense danger in the dark.

So early this morning, he came to ask "Shui Yuanzi", one of the enshrined people in Daxia for advice, but the old turtle deliberately pretended to be stupid and refused to say anything, which made him very angry.

But he could only be angry.

Not to mention him, even the "Sword Emperor" Emperor Yihai of the past, there is no way to deal with this old turtle. Apart from the rebirth of Emperor Jiazi and the resurrection of Wen Chao, the old turtle will not buy the account of the third person.

After a long time, a girl who looked literary and weak and seemed to be able to blow down with a gust of wind walked to the rockery.

"Senior Shui Yuanzi, are you quarreling with King Wucheng again?"

"Where is there, why do I have to quarrel with that child like such a respected old man?"

"...I just got the news that he killed a eunuch who had served him for almost twenty years."

"When will that kid not kill someone? He is practicing Blood Cangqiu."

"I have read the secret book of Huntian Baojian, but I don't remember it said that if you practice Blood Cangqiong, you must kill people."

"There are turtles and roads. The same martial arts skills, different people will have different effects when practicing the River Tu Luoshu. The effect of your practice is completely different from that of Wen Er."

The girl sighed and asked, "Is the situation in Daxia really not optimistic?"

The old turtle also sighed and replied: "That's true. The fortune of the Daxia Dynasty has faded day by day. Although it has not yet reached the point where the building is about to collapse, it is getting worse and worse."

"Is there no way to recover?"

"Zhao Da said back then that water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Wen Er also said that people's hearts are in a big way. They are all wise people, and I, an old turtle, are far inferior to them."

"But, isn't the second emperor already promoting reforms and wanting to benefit the people?"

"Things have to be done before they can be effective. If the seeds are buried, you want to eat the fruit? There is no such good thing in the world."

The girl lowered her head, her face full of depression.

"Don't worry so much. Even if you are not responsible for the matter of the Daxia Dynasty, at least you will have your two brothers. It's not your turn to find a way."

"I just... hope to contribute to the country."

"There are many people who think like you, but it's not easy to be able to contribute to the country!" Lao Gui sighed and said, "In the current situation, unless the person who inherited the Shanhai Jing is willing to come forward to help, I can't see how the situation of the Daxia Dynasty will improve in a short period of time."

"Shan Hai Jing has really been inherited?"

"It should be, after all, the vibration of the Jiuzhou Ding cannot be faked."

"Then why can't the Jiuzhou Ding be inherited?"

"I don't understand either. Zhao Dawener once said that after their death, the Mountain and Sea Cervation and the Jiuzhou Cauldron will become ownerless things. Unless there are people born and known like them, even immortals, Buddhas, demons, and gods will not be able to exert the true power of these two treasures. I still don't understand what 'Born Know' means..."

"I was born to know why I couldn't let the Jiuzhou Ding accept my control?"

"It's different. You are the reincarnation of the immortal and Buddha, so you are born to know it. What Zhao Dawener said should not be like your situation..."
Chapter completed!