Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

As sadness and helplessness were cast into his body like concrete, Li Muchen's consciousness once again began to sink into a trance.

Struggling in the endless darkness and chaos, his consciousness gradually gathered. In a trance, he smelled the scent of agarwood in the air, an ancient and solemn smell that lingered.

The smell of agarwood made him feel clear-headed. He slowly opened his eyes and the scene in front of him made him a little dazed for a moment.

This is a magnificent palace, with dazzling gems inlaid on the walls of the Western Zhou Dynasty, reflecting colorful light. Under his feet is a smooth marble floor, reflecting his slightly confused face.

Magnificent palace lanterns hung high on the ceiling of the palace, emitting soft and warm light that illuminated the entire palace.

"Your Highness..." A woman's soft and charming voice came, and just hearing this voice made people feel numb all over, "The weather is very good today, why don't we go to Lingyan Pavilion to appreciate the paintings!"

He turned around and saw a woman in a phoenix robe smiling sweetly. She had a beautiful face, skin as white as mutton-fat jade, and her eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

He looked down at himself. He was wearing gorgeous clothes. The brocade robe embroidered with golden dragons gleamed golden under the light. The satin at the cuffs and collar was soft and smooth, with a delicate touch.

"Your Highness..." The woman gently took his arm, shook it, and smiled coquettishly, "Why don't you speak?"

"No woman has ever entered the Lingyan Pavilion," he said.

"I'm the future queen!"

"The current queen has never been there either."

"But there is a clear rule that women are not allowed to enter?" the woman said, blinking.

"Not really," he said.

"That's it. If there is no regulation, it is not illegal."

"But it's customary..."

“Rules are meant to be broken.”

He was somewhat helpless, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you there, but first I have to make it clear that the things inside cannot be touched, especially the portraits of wise ministers."

The two of them came to the Lingyan Pavilion hand in hand without any guards and with a small entourage.

The Lingyan Pavilion was built not long ago, but it exudes a simple and solemn atmosphere. The flying eaves and brackets are like an eagle spreading its wings, trying to soar into the sky, outlining a strong and flexible outline in the sky. The vermilion beams and columns are tall and straight, and are carved with auspicious dragons and auspicious beasts, baring their teeth and claws, lifelike.

As you step into the pavilion, you will be greeted by an old but charming scent of ink mixed with the faint smell of agarwood. On the walls of the Western Zhou Dynasty, scrolls of paintings are hung high. Although they have been baptized by the years, they are still colorful and delicate. In the paintings, the faces of the twenty Western heroes in the Lingyan Pavilion are clearly visible. They are dressed in gorgeous clothes or armor, with different expressions. Some have eyes like torches, revealing a domineering aura without anger; some have smiling eyes, but they can't hide the wisdom and depth in their bones.

Li Muchen paced slowly, his eyes sweeping across the paintings, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

"These paintings are so beautiful!" The concubine beside him was flying around the pavilion like a butterfly, as if she was appreciating the paintings, or as if she was looking for the scent of flowers.

"I heard that Lingyan Pavilion has a national treasure. Is it true?" The concubine looked around and seemed a little disappointed, then asked him with a sweet smile.

"Aren't these twenty Westerners the treasures of the country?" he said.

"They are human beings, not treasures. Those treasures can stabilize the fate of a country!"

"They conquered the Tang Dynasty. What other treasures can better stabilize the country's destiny than them?"

The woman seemed to be convinced by him and stopped asking him, but she seemed unwilling to give up and continued searching in the pavilion.

"What is this?" At some point, the woman had a broken jade disk in her hand.

When Li Muchen saw it, he was suddenly shocked. Isn’t this the Heavenly Soul Jade?

The confused memory gave him a headache. He covered his head, his body swayed, and his feet were a little unstable.

Just then, the sky suddenly darkened.

He walked outside the pavilion and saw that the originally clear sky had been covered with dark clouds without him noticing.

"Mei Niang, it's going to rain, let's go," he said.

"Hmm!" A trace of fear appeared on the woman's face.

Suddenly, the dark clouds above the Lingyan Pavilion began to spin rapidly, and a black vortex appeared.

A huge black hand stretched out from the vortex, headed straight for the Crown Princess, grabbed her, and dragged her into the dark vortex in the sky.

"No!" Li Muchen roared and desperately grabbed the woman's hand, trying to pull her back.

A dazzling bolt of lightning streaked across the sky and struck him headfirst. Li Muchen only felt a flash of white light before his eyes, and a strong electric current instantly spread throughout his body, and his consciousness instantly fell into darkness.

……

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly woke up and found himself lying on the bed, too weak to move. His throat was dry and every breath was accompanied by severe pain.

The Crown Princess was sitting next to him. Her face was still stunningly beautiful, but a little less charming.

She picked up the medicine bowl beside her, blew on it gently, scooped a spoonful, and fed it to Li Muchen's mouth.

Li Muchen gently pushed it open and asked, "What happened?"

A complicated look flashed across the woman's eyes, and she sighed quietly: "I am already his, and this is the last time I will serve you."

Li Muchen's heart was shocked. He knew who the "he" she was talking about was, and said angrily: "No!"

"You can't beat him," the woman said.

"I'll bring you back to me," he said.

"Let's talk about it after you ascend the throne."

……

Several years later, he finally ascended the throne. However, his health was getting worse day by day. He finally got the woman back to his side, but he knew that she was no longer the same person.

He saw himself lying on the bed again, with the maid feeding him medicine. The graceful queen sat opposite him, watching him calmly, without a trace of emotion in her eyes.

Li Muchen felt that his life was passing by quickly.

He thought of the portrait on the Lingyan Pavilion, the hand reaching out from the dark clouds, and the flash of lightning.

He seemed to understand something.

He looked at her, there was no anger in his eyes, only fatigue and helplessness.

He gently pushed away the maid's hand holding the medicine bowl, looked at his queen, and said slowly: "After I die, you will be the emperor. I only ask one thing of you, to preserve the bloodline of the Li family."

The queen stood up and walked to the window. It was snowing outside.

"I can promise you, but there is one condition."

"What conditions?"

"Give me the complete Heavenly Soul Wall."

He laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" The queen turned and looked at him, her eyes becoming fierce.

"If you preserve the bloodline of the Li family, the Heavenly Soul Jade will naturally appear. Otherwise, I tell you, you can't get it." He said.

The queen looked at him coldly, her eyes as sharp as a knife, and then slowly became gentle.

Because the emperor lying on the bed had closed his eyes and lost his breath.