Chapter 1229: This Ambition Will Not Fall
Worried about the founder of the sect, Mo Fei did not try to stop him and personally sent Meng Qi out of Zhixu Mountain, then closed this world and isolated the inside and outside.
Meng Qi's figure flashed and he appeared directly outside the realm where the Fusang Ancient Tree was located. He saw the towering ancient tree, with two trunks supporting each other, and leaves like mulberry trees, like bathing in golden fire. The wild, ancient, bloody and burning feeling permeated the surroundings, supporting a world that was no less than the real world.
Stepping through the gap, the ancient fairyland was like a scroll, slowly unfolding in front of Meng Qi, ethereal and unworldly, but also filled with the dust of the years, decayed and dead.
Without stopping, Meng Qi followed the details deduced by Mo Fei and Huang Yao and came directly to the front of the Fusang Ancient Tree. He felt the different auras of the two trunks, one was the supreme heaviness, and the other was the deepest mystery, as if the ancient emperors stood side by side, overlooking the present era.
Cognition was reorganized, old views collapsed, and new models were quickly constructed based on the surroundings. Meng Qi saw it differently. The ancient Fusang tree was like the skeleton of the heavens and the worlds, towering in the darkness and vastness, connecting and shouldering pieces of mulberry leaves and universes, making the legendary powers seem extremely small.
Meng Qi did not move forward, but stood quietly above the valley formed by the roots and branches of the towering ancient tree. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but they settled one by one without a trace.
He stretched out his right hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and wrote golden characters on the cliff of the "valley":
"Yuxu Su Meng is here to wait for Senior Qingdi, leave a letter at the current node."
The characters were like colored glaze, like a talisman to suppress the Monkey King under the Five Finger Mountain, solemn and sacred, but Meng Qi turned around and left as soon as he finished writing, as if the Fusang ancient tree realm contained a flood beast that was enough to threaten him, and he did not consider whether there would be later comers to destroy it and not allow the message to be left.
Normally, there are various possibilities for future development. Even if the Green Emperor will definitely come here in five years, it does not mean that the words written by Meng Qi will survive until then. Many people will destroy and erase them by various means. Not hiding and not protecting is equivalent to opening the door to thieves.
With Meng Qi's current legendary realm and the ability to examine his thoughts, he naturally knows this. However, he left at this time with an unusually resolute expression, not in a panic, but with a well-prepared mind.
Xiao Sang has been guiding himself to find the whereabouts of the Green Emperor, leaving a letter to Him a few years later, saying that it is of great benefit to peek into the future, and Zhixu Mountain just happened to deduce the time and place of the Green Emperor's enlightenment, and the two "destinies" contradict each other. If he still doesn't understand the mystery, he is really as stupid as a cow. Of course, he is not the cow of the Bull Demon King.
"Hey, no matter how good Zhixu Mountain is at deduction and how much experience they have accumulated, they are still far from being able to deduce the matter of Qingdi's enlightenment. I wonder which existence deliberately guided them?" Meng Qi walked step by step and naturally came to the gap in the Fusang Ancient Tree Realm, with a smile on his lips.
Qingdi is the one of the living great masters closest to the other side. It will definitely not be easy for Zhixu Mountain to deduce things related to him. Most of it is like peeping at himself who currently possesses the "cause of all fruits". Even if they have unimaginable strengths and corresponding treasures, and can calculate a thing or two about Qingdi, the matter of enlightenment must involve the game and struggle of the big figures on the other side. How can they peek at the specific time and place?
The great men of Zhixu Mountain who are obsessed with research and not distracted by trivial matters may not notice the problem, but as soon as I hear the specific deduction results, I will understand what is going on!
Since it involves the plans of the people on the other side, it is enough for me to complete my own part. I don't need to worry about whether the message will be destroyed. Others will worry about it. If I take too much responsibility and get involved deeply, I will only face the danger of life and death!
At present, I am not enough to really get involved in the affairs of the other side!
When I should retreat, I should retreat, and when I should withdraw, I should withdraw immediately!
As for the benefits mentioned by Xiao Sang, I have already obtained them in Zhixu Mountain, and I have a certain degree of understanding of peeping into the future. She really "did not deceive me". Whether it is Yue Ziqing's description, the specific situation of the "River of Destiny", or the possible deduction details of the future by Mo Fei, Huang Yao and others, they are all "in the topic".
With a smile on his face, Meng Qi stepped out of the gap with his hands behind his back and returned to the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain in one step.
Once again in the deep clouds.
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Inside the Prince Jin's Mansion. Yu Jinghua was wearing the clothes of a maid, doing dirty and tiring work. Her pretty face showed no complaints, except for the big "beads of sweat", which showed her concentration.
The housekeeper beside her nodded slightly and praised her secretly. This girl was indeed simple and honest, without any tricks. She worked seriously, followed the rules, endured hardships and stood hard work this year. There was nothing suspicious about her, and she did not show any unrealistic ambitions. She did not practice martial arts, was interested in the rivers and lakes, or created opportunities to get close to the prince.
"I have to tell the housekeeper to increase her monthly salary." The housekeeper muttered in her heart.
Yu Jinghua was not as serious as she seemed. She had been lurking for almost a year, far exceeding the bottom line given by the Six Paths, but the subsequent tasks had not been triggered yet.
There was no other way. There was the god-like Prince Jin in the mansion, and it involved the terrifying "Xianji" organization. She had to wait patiently and treat herself as a real servant. Her every move was normal. She even seemed to have forgotten that she was a reincarnation from another world. Only in this way could she hide safely in the Prince Jin's mansion!
After finishing the work in hand, Yu Jinghua put away the utensils and followed the steward to the next courtyard. The various daily organs of Mo Palace would take care of the rest here.
Passing through the Moon Gate, Yu Jinghua met the gardener who had just finished pruning the branches and leaves inside. This was her teammate Zhu Tianming.
As the two passed by, they nodded to each other and chatted casually. They did not pretend not to know each other, because their household registrations were in the same place. Even if they entered the house from different channels, they could not hide this. The more rigid they were, This matter makes it easier to expose flaws.
In the eyes of others, it is taken for granted that they are a model who enters the house first, establishes a foothold, and then introduces a group of fellow villagers.
During the greetings, Yu Jinghua and Zhu Tianming could see the anxiety in each other's eyes, but there was nothing they could do if Liu Dao did not give them follow-up tasks.
Do you really want to be a maid in Prince Jin's Mansion for the rest of your life? Yu Jinghua suddenly had this idea in his mind.
She had just separated from Zhu Tianming, and when their backs were still on both sides of the moon gate, her body suddenly shook and froze in place. Zhu Tianming did the same, as if they had a telepathic connection.
That long-lost familiar voice sounded!
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Deep in the Changle Palace, there is a deep secret palace full of restrictions.
Gao Lan, who was surrounded by countless human rays of light and surrounded by many emperors' figures, suddenly opened his eyes. Light appeared in the darkness, and the void appeared, illuminating every corner of the palace.
Finally there are enough “his and my marks”!
Gao Lan had a cold appearance and an indifferent expression, but he could not help but feel some ups and downs in his heart. He sighed softly.
Combining two personalities through the mirror of this life is not a simple matter in a nutshell. The difficulties and repetitions involved are definitely not something outsiders can describe. Through this, he had already understood "I am who I am" and waited until Yan Ran was resurrected. His plan failed, and he saw himself more clearly. He saw through all kinds of things. To this day, the accumulation is enough.
His right hand dropped down, holding the Emperor's Sword at his waist. Gao Lan slowly stood up, standing proudly between heaven and earth, and said to himself as passionately and solemnly as:
"A hundred years of illness and a lifetime of vicissitudes will never change your heart and your ambition will never fall!"
With a clang, he drew out the Human Emperor Sword, a piece of pale gold.