Chapter 428

The trunk was thin, and the branches and leaves were not lush, but it was already the thickest tree within a radius of two li. Two hundred years ago, there would certainly not be a tree here.

"Go up."

The two climbed the tree and climbed to the top to peek at the corner tower.

Fortunately, there was a light on the first floor, and the two looked through the window and saw a man wearing a high crown sitting at the table, tapping his fingers on the table.

Although he changed his attire and was no longer in military uniform, He Lingchuan recognized at a glance that this was the Yuan King! This palace city was his; in the middle of the night, why did he want to meet someone secretly in the corner tower? What words couldn't be said in his own hall or study? Lord Shao flew up, knelt down and saluted: "Greetings, my King!"

"Get up." The Yuan King stood up and walked two steps himself, "Is your father well?"

He stood up like this, and He Lingchuan stared.

Last time in the phantom scene, the Yuan King went to battle, riding a horse with a spear and wearing a sword at his waist, but this time he was wearing a ring-headed knife.

The decoration of the knife ring was a dragon head!

Although the decoration on the knife handle couldn't be lifelike, the ox head and dragon head looked very similar at first glance. But those two straight horns without branches, those protruding dragon eyes, and the knife handle, knife jaw...

He Lingchuan was truly familiar with every inch.

No need to look at the blade again, he could conclude that it was Fusheng, no, it was the predecessor of Fusheng! Before he broke the broken knife, it was this appearance. Although it was slightly modified through the method of planting the knife later, he had held the broken knife in his hand for several months, and he was familiar with every inch, so he would never recognize it wrong.

Why did Zhong Shengguang's precious knife appear on the Yuan King? He Lingchuan was shocked, and suddenly remembered what Sun Fuling said:

The Yuan King's nephew was a classmate and close friend of Commander Zhong, and even gave Commander Zhong a precious knife.

At that time, he blindly guessed that this knife was Fusheng, but with a beauty in front of him, he didn't think much about it.

Looking at it worn on the Yuan King's waist now, He Lingchuan remembered the historical node of this phantom scene, which seemed to be several years earlier than when Zhong Shengguang was in charge of the Panlong wilderness.

That is to say, the precious knife was first in the Yuan King's hands, and then became Zhong Shengguang's precious knife. From the time, the two were inherited.

However, it is said that this knife was given to Zhong Shengguang by the Yuan King's nephew. He Lingchuan's gaze shifted to the one surnamed Shao:

Is this the Yuan King's nephew?

"Father changed a new prescription, but the condition did not improve. The imperial physician said, I'm afraid... it will be in half a month."

The Yuan King paused and said lightly: "Is that so? Even he can't do it."

"Among my brothers, my father had the best health when he was young; he didn't drown in the water, and he didn't fall off the tree. We had the deepest feelings, and we made a grand wish at your age to save the people from fire and water. As a result..."

Fu Shanyue tilted his head when he heard this, a little puzzled:

"Did the Yuan Nation's people live in fire and water all the time? Not necessarily, right? Compared to the countries outside Beijia, isn't the life of the Yuan Nation's people happier?"

"You ask me?" He Lingchuan despised this person, who didn't do his homework well, but instead wanted to ask an outsider.

Fu Shanyue wiped his nose.

"If I surrender to the gods and take the elixir of immortality, although I will be controlled by the gods like other demon kings, the Yuan Nation's living beings don't have to suffer this disaster." The Yuan King said softly, "I don't know if today is like this, can it be counted as contrary to wishes?"

Shao Jian immediately said: "We die without regrets."

The Yuan King's emotion seemed to be only for a moment; he stood up and walked around twice before saying: "Shao Jian, I summoned you here overnight because there is an important matter to entrust to you."

Being called by his name, Shao Jian immediately lowered his head to listen.

"You set off tomorrow morning and go to the Xiluo Nation."

Shao Jian was shocked, ignoring the loss of etiquette and suddenly raised his head: "My King?!"

"Not letting you see your father off is against heaven's principles. But this matter is urgent, and it has to be you."

Shao Jian's expression changed, with shock, resistance, and sadness.

The Yuan King said slowly: "This matter is more important than your life, your father's life, my life, and the lives of all the people of the Yuan Nation!"

Shao Jian was stunned, his chest heaving several times before lowering his head, saying in a deep voice: "Please order, my King!"

The Yuan King took out a black box and put it on the table, then untied the precious knife at his waist and pressed it on the side.

"Send these two things to your classmate and close friend Zhong Shengguang."

Hearing this, He Lingchuan's breathing became light.

Sure enough, the precious knife flowed out like this! Shao Jian was at a loss. The Yuan King beckoned him to get up and personally opened the box to a crack, letting him take a look.

"This is not, this is not?" Shao Jian's face changed greatly, and then he looked left and right, "My King, it is not suitable to show it here!"

The Yuan King said lightly: "Don't panic, at least five layers of barriers have been set here, and there are wind-holding beasts on the roof responsible for looking out. I also used some means to cover up the cause and effect."

Shao Jian stared straight at the black box: "This is the Great, Great...?"

"Great Fanghu."

Suddenly a gust of wind rolled in, but except for their clothes and hair, there was nothing else that could be blown into chaos.

The Yuan King pressed the box: "Our Yuan Nation suffered this war, more than half of which is to be blamed on it. But it must not fall into the hands of Beijia, otherwise, thousands of living beings in the world will face disaster and fall into the abyss forever. No practitioners, no monsters, will exist anymore."

He paused and said: "News came from the north this evening that Dayan Pass has fallen."

Shao Jian closed his eyes and lowered his head.

A great disaster.

"Dayan Pass has fallen, and it is only a matter of time before the enemy hits Thousand Star City." The Yuan King looked at his precious knife again, "These two things must be entrusted to a trustworthy person."

Shao Jian swallowed, also feeling the weight of this task: "Why is it Zhong Liyou?"

Zhong Shengguang, courtesy name Liyou.

"After Thousand Star City and I are destroyed, Beijia will definitely dig three feet to find the Great Fanghu. Any clues related to me and the Shao family will not be let go." The evening wind blew the Yuan King's sleeves, "Zhong Shengguang is a foreigner, only came to the Yuan Nation during his studies, visited the palace, but has no connection with me. Such students exist in every country, every year, in huge numbers, and they won't suspect him."

"Besides, I have only talked deeply with Zhong Shengguang twice, but we hit it off at first sight, and we have often had letters in secret over the years." The firelight made the Yuan King's face change, but his voice was firm, "His ideals are the same as ours. I thought at the time, if the uprising fails, this person can inherit our legacy."

He patted Shao Jian on the shoulder: "You are a good child, but you can't bear the weight of these two things."

Shao Jian thought for a while, very frankly: "Zhong Liyou has hills and valleys in his chest, and his will is comparable to gold and stone; what is rare is that he is unyielding but also knows how to adapt, which is indeed the best candidate to entrust the treasure. The King is right, I am not as good as him."

"The precious knife is given to him, as for the Great Fanghu—" The Yuan King said solemnly, "I have tried no less than three or four hundred ways and couldn't destroy it; you tell Zhong Shengguang to continue to try, it must be destroyed! Otherwise, the Beijia Nation will always have a way to find it, no matter the ends of the earth."

He sighed: "It's ridiculous that I didn't believe in evil when I was young, thinking that I could use it to fight against the gods, and thinking that I wouldn't follow in the footsteps of my predecessors. Only today is it verified that this thing can only be a source of disaster and can only cause living beings to be charred."

With a "crack," the branch beside He Lingchuan broke, but it was because he heard this and his palm exerted force unconsciously.

Fu Shanyue stared at him reproachfully.

Thanks to the fact that this was just a phantom, if it were really spying on the King's conversation and dared to make a sound, the two would have to start fleeing.

For He Lingchuan's movement, the Yuan King in the illusion certainly wouldn't react, continuing to say: "Heh, my failure lies in being too trusting. You have to warn him to take it as a warning."

After saying that, he sighed: "There is also a letter in the box; he will understand after reading it."

Shao Jian stepped forward to take the box and the precious knife.

The Yuan King rubbed the scabbard for a while before taking back his hand: "Take it."

Shao Jian took these two things and was about to salute and retreat, but the Yuan King said again: "Go after you hand over the things, don't let people connect you with the Xiluo Nation. The gods can calculate cause and effect; you carry this thing with you, it can cover up the secrets of heaven and make them helpless."

After saying that, he handed over something the size of half a finger, neither jade nor bone.

Seeing this, He Lingchuan pressed his chest.

Wait, is the thing the Yuan King took out the god bone necklace? Although the form is different, the material looks exactly the same!

It turned out that the three-piece set he obtained all flowed out from the Yuan King at once? Shao Jian took it respectfully and looked at it twice: "This is?"

"This is made from the little finger bone left by the god Lady Mitian in the world."

"God Lady Mitian?" Shao Jian muttered, "No wonder."

He put away the god bone, knelt down and kowtowed three times to the Yuan King, saying sadly: "Nephew is leaving, Uncle King take care! My father is entrusted to you."

The Yuan King nodded and waved outward: "Go, be sure to deliver it."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure blurred rapidly.

Under the gaze of He Lingchuan and the two, the corner tower, palace walls, and the entire magnificent Thousand Star City disappeared into the darkness.

It turned out that a cloud drifted from the sky, blocking the moonlight.

No more show to watch, Fu Shanyue jumped to the ground and shook his legs: "What was that just now, royal secrets?"

No echo, no movement.

He looked up and saw He Lingchuan still hugging the tree, as if in a daze.

"Hey! The show is over, why don't you come down yet?"

He Lingchuan then woke up like a dream and jumped to the ground.

"Oh, what did you say?"

"Why didn't this phantom scene appear before?" Fu Shanyue wondered, "Why did it appear tonight?"

He Lingchuan pointed at his own nose: "You ask me?"

"Is there anyone else here? I saw you thinking so seriously, I thought you had some clues."

He Lingchuan was dumbfounded: "What clues could I have?"

Fu Shanyue muttered, "What is the Great Fanghu, why does Lingxu City have to have it?"

"No matter what it is, it's missing anyway." He Lingchuan felt very chaotic, now only forcing a smile, "The Yuan Nation is gone, the Xiluo Nation is gone, where can we find it? It doesn't matter anymore. Besides, isn't this something from more than two hundred years ago?"

Fu Shanyue hissed, looking at his waist: "Why do I feel that the precious knife the Yuan King gave away is a bit like the one you are wearing."

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