I'm his wife, how come I don't know?

Next autumn, the colorful clouds in Sichuan illuminate the sky and earth.

All the people stopped to watch.

In the royal palace of Shu, two immortals landed in the yard.

At this time, Jiang Chu was rocking in a rocking chair under the grape trellis, and Si Ling was sitting beside him, making grape juice for him.

Seeing someone coming, they both looked over.

It was Li Xiu and Lin Wan'er.

Jiang Chu was twenty-one years old at this time. He wore a jade crown on his head and had deep eyes. He had long lost the youthfulness and immaturity of four years ago.

When Lin Wan'er saw the two of them, she raised her hands excitedly: "Wow! They are really here! What the elder said is true."

Li Xiu, on the contrary, nodded slightly at them with a calm expression.

Si Ling stood up and stretched out his forearm.

Jiang Chu helped him stand up.

In response to Lin Wan'er's smile, "Lin Xianren, Li Xianren, it's been many years since we last met. I hope you are doing well."

"Wow~ Your little courtyard is so beautiful~ Lord Ninth Prince, Junior Brother Si~ I hope you are all right~" Lin Wan'er smiled with her eyes curved.

Si Ling nodded, but did not call them senior brothers or sisters.

Si Ling did not actually join their sect.

But in order to protect Jiang Chu over the years, he has indeed embarked on the path of cultivating immortals.

"Junior sister, don't play around. The situation in the world has changed dramatically and we have important things to do." Li Xiu stepped forward.

Looking at Jiang Chu: "Ninth Prince, can we talk alone?"

Jiang Chu nodded without hesitation.

Si Ling, who was standing behind him, looked at Li Xiu with gloomy eyes.

Li Xiu's expression did not change and his attitude remained firm.

Lin Wan'er noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and said to Si Ling, "Junior brother, let's talk too."

Jiang Chu looked back at Si Ling, and Si Ling was also looking at him.

Inside the hall, the servant poured tea and curls of hot steam rose from the teapot.

Jiang Chu poured a glass for Li Xiu and also poured one for himself.

"Master Li, is there anything that requires Si Ling to be sent away?"

Jiang Chu could see the mood in Li Xiu's heart when he pushed Si Ling away.

Li Xiu took out a green branch from the mustard bag.

The emerald green branches sparkled with a faint gemstone luster in the sunlight.

Jiang Chu looked up at him in confusion.

"This thing is a branch of the Fusang tree. Only someone with the purple energy of heaven and earth can activate it and make it grow."

Jiang Chu frowned slightly: "Purple Qi?"

It seemed like I had heard this word many years ago. It seemed that the maxim left by Jiang Chengjia when he ascended to heaven also mentioned purple qi.

"What is purple air?"

Jiang Chu didn't understand the words used by these immortal cultivators.

"Purple Qi, also known as the Purple Qi of Heaven and Earth, symbolizes great value, wisdom, saints, and enlightenment, whether in the heaven and earth or in the human world."

"In the mortal world, they are called emperors, saints, and auspicious and auspicious people."

Jiang Chu looked at Li Xiu and knew that he was saying this directed at him.

"But I have no interest in the throne..."

Li Xiu interrupted him: "We all know that we are not here for the throne."

Li Xiu did not mean to force anyone.

There was just a hint of pity in his eyes: "It's just that some people are born to survive."

"This Fusang branch, in the world, no one else can use it except you, Jiang Chu."

Jiang Chu looked at the green branches on the table.

"The demons in Kyoto are laying out a plan to use the lives of the common people to contain the immortal cultivation world. We have no idea where to start, and we can't kill every mortal."

Jiang Chu was confused: "How can I help with this?"

"The Fusang tree will grow with you, and will generate the power to purify the world. By then, the people will be free from the control of the demons, and we can kill the demons in one fell swoop."

Jiang Chu didn't quite understand. How could a mortal like him have such a powerful effect?

"The elder said, there is no need to force you. If you don't want to, we can think of other ways." Li Xiu looked at him with burning eyes.

"It's just that Jiang Chu...if you are willing to activate the Fusang tree, I promise you that unless I die, I will definitely protect you and keep you safe for the rest of your life."

Jiang Chu stared at Li Xiu blankly, his eyes full of pleading.

Jiang Chu didn't understand the duty and obsession of immortal cultivators to protect the world.

I also thought that those who practiced Taoism would spend the whole day drinking dew and living a carefree and peaceful life away from the world.

"There is nothing to consider. I agree. The Great Sui Dynasty is also the result of the hard work of my mother and my brother, the Crown Prince. I will not watch the country go to ruin."

"I have been living a life of luxury since I was a child, eating the food of the people of the world. Naturally, I will protect the people of the world."

For the first time, Li Xiu looked the person in front of him squarely in the eye.

"What should I do?" Jiang Chu picked up the small emerald green branch on the table.

……

Spring of the fifth year.

Disasters struck all parts of the Sui Dynasty. In the north, spring had not yet arrived and heavy snow was falling.

There was continuous rain in the south, causing floods.

There are rebellions by other ethnic groups in the east and disasters of plunder in the west.

Jiang Chu, Li Xiu, Lin Wan'er, Si Ling.

Started the journey back to Beijing.

The entire Jingcheng was shrouded in a huge black barrier.

The people seem to be no different from before.

In the eyes of the monks, their vitality has been constantly slipping away.

"The cultivators all over the world are fighting demons and relieving disasters in various places in the Sui Dynasty, so you can rest assured." Li Xiu looked at Jiang Chu, who looked a dozen years older, and did not dare to look at him.

Last year he told him that for mortals without spiritual roots, but only with purple energy, if they wanted to nourish the Fusang tree, they would have to pay the price of their lifespan.

But Jiang Chu still agreed without hesitation.

Only Si Ling remained silent, silent again and again.

From beginning to end, he never stopped Jiang Chu and never scolded anyone.

"Jiang Chu, let's go. After this is over, I will ask the elders..."

"No need." Jiang Chu, who looked middle-aged, had a murderous look in his eyes.

He exudes heroic spirit and his eyes are sharp.

The purple air around him was already thick enough to drip water.

"Let's go. If you hesitate for one more second, thousands of people will die." Jiang Chu lowered his eyes and looked down without any hesitation.

The tone was so calm, as if he was saying that the weather was nice today.

Li Xiu nodded, and before leaving, he turned around and hugged Lin Wan'er, who was surprised.

"Senior brother, you..."

Li Xiu let her go without any explanation and rushed down with Jiang Chu.

"Om-"

The heaven and earth shook, and the huge Fusang tree expanded in all directions with Jiang Chu as the center.

The rich light green and pure white light began to kill the black energy.

The demons could no longer hide and came out to strangle Li Xiu and Jiang Chu.

Lin Wan'er was furious and turned around to call Si Ling to go fight the demons together.

Only then did I realize that Si Ling had already rushed down.

A long sword protected Jiang Chu.

Kill the devil when you encounter one.

When you encounter a demon, kill it.

Jiang Chu's vitality was gradually fading away under the rapid growth of the puppet tree...

There were some white hairs gradually appearing among the black hair that was visible to the naked eye.

Si Ling didn't dare to look back, he just kept killing, killing, killing.

Even some ordinary people who regained their sanity felt that this scene was like the appearance of a Shura.

Monks from other sects were also fighting in the capital.

The situation was out of control.

The battle lasted a day and a night.

Jiang Chu's black hair turned white, and he looked withered.

Si Ling was exhausted and leaned his whole body on Jiang Chu's shoulder.

Si Ling, who was born unable to cry, could only have red eyes.

I don't even know what to say...

Jiang Chu hugged him back with his stiff hands.

His voice was hoarse like an old man: "I'm sorry, I have to break my promise."

Si Ling still didn't say anything, but just hugged him tightly.

"Senior Brother!!!" Lin Wan'er's shrill voice exploded in the ears of Jiang Chu and Si Ling.

Jiang Chu and Si Ling paused slightly, and a huge pressure descended from the sky.

Jiang Cheng was surrounded by black air, holding a sword made of demonic energy in his hand.

It has been inserted into Li Xiu's heart.

Li Xiu was also a ruthless man. He walked forward towards the sword and gave Jiang Cheng a sword.

Jiang Cheng was stabbed by Li Xiu.

The original mortal body exploded directly, and the Demon Emperor's body revealed its true form.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.

"He is actually the Demon Emperor..." Si Ling murmured.

Li Xiu used all his strength in this attack, but the damage to Jiang Cheng was not that great.

Li Xiu fell down and Lin Wan'er supported him.

Li Xiu was covered in blood and reached out to touch Lin Wan'er's face.

A gentle smile.

Lin Wan'er broke down and cried, took out her mustard seed bag and went looking for pills.

Only then did he realize that all the pills had been used up, not even a single one was left.

Lin Wan'er hated herself for not being able to afford the expensive elixirs.

I hate that I’m not a Dan cultivator.

"In the next life...definitely..." Li Xiu closed his eyes.

"Senior brother——"

Lin Wan'er held Li Xiu's body and howled to the sky.

The Demon Emperor appears.

Monks and elder teachers from all over the place came, and Kyoto became a battlefield.

Jiang Chu's hair was as white as frost and his body was like a dead tree, blending into one with the Fusang tree.

The battle was still going on and Jiang Chu's consciousness was already blurred.

In a daze, I just felt someone hugging me.

It seemed like he was lying in a cold place.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Chu was awakened by a cold tongue licking him.

He opened his eyes and met the eyes of the little black snake.

The thin line of cold eyes looked at him and gently rubbed his cheek.

Jiang Chu stood up and subconsciously stretched out his hand: "Si Ling..."

No one responded.

He was slightly stunned, and overwhelming memories emerged in his mind.

Didn't he go to the capital?

Where is this? Is this the afterlife?

He lowered his head and realized that he was not lying on a bed, but on a bed made of something like jade.

"Snapped--"

It was the sound of porcelain falling to the ground.

A woman in fiery red clothes dropped a porcelain basin on the ground.

"I woke up, finally woke up!"

Lin Wan'er came with the elders.

Jiang Chu stood up and walked over step by step, only to find that he was on the fairy mountain.

"My two immortals, where is Si Ling?"

Lin Wan'er lowered her eyes, not knowing when it started.

The elder sighed, "Si Ling passed away thirty years ago. He died by combining man and sword to slay the devil. His spiritual roots are given to you. You are now a disciple of my sect..."

The elder had never expected that this master-disciple relationship would have so many twists and turns.

Jiang Chu's feet went weak and he was about to fall to the ground. The little black snake grew several times in size and caught Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu lay on the cold body of the black snake.

Tears shed.

Lin Wan'er's eyes suddenly turned red when she thought of Li Xiu.

……

Thirty years.

The mortal world has already undergone earth-shaking changes.

Jiang Chu wrapped the little black snake around his wrist and flew to Shu on his sword.

In his middle age, Sheng Yichen was full of murderous aura and guarded Shu land without letting anyone invade.

When he saw Jiang Chu, he was stunned at first, and then he knelt down: "This humble general pays homage to His Majesty."

Jiang Chu helped him up: "No need to do this, I came back because I want to..."

Jiang Chu couldn't continue.

Jiang Chu patted his shoulder and left dejectedly.

Sheng Yichen looked at the depressed figure and sighed.

Jiang Chu went all the way to his own palace.

The old housekeeper and the nanny, who were dozing in the yard, were shocked when they saw Jiang Chu, who looked like he was twenty years old.

They were so excited that they wanted to kneel down.

Jiang Chu hurriedly helped them up.

Looking at their old faces, there were surging emotions in their eyes.

"Your Majesty..."

"I didn't expect that I could see the prince again before I passed away." The nanny and the housekeeper were in tears.

Jiang Chu held the two of them in his arms, sobbing softly.

Both of them were left by the Queen Mother, and they have watched them grow up since they were young, and they are like family members to her.

Jiang Chu, who had suffered injustice, could no longer hide himself in front of them.

Those fragility and grievances burst out with tears.

"Your Majesty...According to Si Ling's request, the tomb will be built in his yard..."

Jiang Chu walked towards the backyard step by step.

The earthen grave looked like it had just been renovated, and no one had carved anything on the tombstone.

There are incense and candles in front.

Jiang Chu gently touched the inscriptionless tombstone and leaned lightly on it, just like he was leaning on Si Ling.

Leaning against a tombstone for ten years.

Jiang Chu sent the nanny and the old housekeeper away.

In such a huge palace, he was the only one left.

In the same year, the seriously ill Emperor II of Sui (the sixth prince Jiang Li) wanted to see him, but was rejected by him.

In the spring of the following year, the new emperor ascended the throne and appointed him as regent, but Jiang Chu refused.

Leaning against the tombstone for the twentieth year.

Jiang Chu sent the seriously ill Zhao Jinzhou away.

The 30th year leaning against the tombstone.

Jiang Chu sent off Sheng Yichen who died on the battlefield.

Jiang Chu began to learn sculpture, and spent day and night carving the statue of the couple worshiping each other in front of the tombstone left by Si Ling.

Later, he brought Xiao Hei, Si Ling's tomb, the jade bed left by Si Ling, and the jade statues he carved day and night, to a cave.

He lived here for three hundred years.

In the spring of the 300th year, the demons reappeared.

Jiang Chu died a martyr, and since then, there has been no Ninth Prince in the world.

(The secret realm ends)