The book never ends

For Jiang Ce, sleeping for five years is just a period of closing and opening eyes, but it is enough time for a child to grow into another appearance.

Time flies, he looks at Yong Wudu in front of him, and always feels that he missed something.

Only the intimacy he showed when he just woke up, when he explained things, he was strict and concise, the more he looked, the more he looked like...

"Ce, would you like to go see Father with me?" Yong Wuyuan's slightly hoarse voice was a little uneasy. After Jiang Ce woke up, he didn't show too much emotion. The attitude towards the emperor, after all, he fell asleep for five years because he could not go to sea, was caused by the emperor.

Jiang Ce remembered the failure of the sea trial as if it happened not long ago. Yong Wuyuan said that the ship was almost rebuilt, so he probably didn't lie to him. With the prestige he has accumulated over the years, they must not dare to do it a second time.

Although I still feel a little annoyed in my heart, it is not impossible to go to see him.

He also discovered a change in himself, which was the fullness of power that he had never felt after upgrading before. It seemed that his every move affected the vitality of all things here.

If the improvement of the level is the cultivation of the body, then the cultivation of the epiphany is the Dao Xin, and now the realm of his Dao Xin has finally caught up with his own cultivation, and his strength is more than twice as strong as before.

This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. At that moment, he communicated with the heaven and the earth in this world, allowing him to directly form the alchemy from Qi refining, skip foundation building, and then break the alchemy into a baby, until the baby becomes a god.

If he hadn't woken up suddenly, his primordial spirit would have completely merged with his physical body, reaching the state of Mahayana Dzogchen.

Even so, he is no longer the young man with low strength who was slaughtered by others.Even if he returns to the world of comprehension, he is not invincible against Shang Ao Lu and others.

The enchantment covering the Eastern Palace dissipated because of the awakening of the national teacher, and the rich vitality poured out. It was already late autumn and Ningcheng was infected by the vigorous vitality. In an instant, there was a wonderful scene of a hundred flowers blooming, and the trees sprouted buds again. Even ordinary people without any cultivation can feel the changes in the environment, not to mention those practitioners hidden in the crowd.

Jiang Ce walked out of the East Palace and walked straight to the emperor's bedroom. Wherever he passed by, the flowers and plants grew luxuriantly.

The vitality of the world aroused by him has not completely dissipated, and he is also quite distressed seeing such a scene, and his walking movements are much faster. The attendants in the palace can only see a red phantom passing by, one by one. They were all terrified.

Yong Wudu followed closely behind Jiang Ce. Although he was pulled away, he was not completely unable to keep up with him.

If Jiang Ce was the biggest beneficiary of that epiphany, then Yong Wudu was the one who was most affected.

With dragon energy, he will not be hurt by Jiang Ce's enchantment. He has to go to him for half a day every day, so that when Jiang Ce attracts the vitality of heaven and earth, he also immerses himself in the rich vitality. middle.

The qi-inducing technique imprinted in the depths of the soul naturally rotates, incorporating the power that Jiang Ce cannot fully absorb for a while into his body. Unknowingly, Yong Wuduan has stepped into the threshold of refining qi, and a certain shackle in the sea of ​​consciousness seems to follow along with him. As it loosened, another wisp of divine consciousness gradually came to life.

In the same scene as five years ago, the emperor was ill again, with his gray hair and his withered face, he looked much older than then.

Jiang Ce saw him like this, and the annoyance in his heart disappeared. The matter has come to this, why bother with a dying person.

The emperor has long been speechless, just watching him cry silently, Jiang Ce is not a hard-hearted person, although he doesn't want to have too many entanglements with the people here, but after getting along for a while, the emperor treats him well It's not bad to say that there is no trace of emotion is false.

He gave him two mouthfuls of blood and let him live a little longer, which can be regarded as clearing up this unnecessary emotion.

Out of the emperor's bedroom, Jiang Ce looked at the blue sky and white sun, and his heart suddenly became brighter. Now his state of mind is much calmer than before because of the improvement of Dao Xin. Although the hatred in his heart is still there, his thoughts are no longer dominated by that hatred. full.

He began to think about how to achieve his goals after going back, which was something he rarely thought about in the previous 30 years.

Then the first step of revenge, he must go back there.

Maybe he wasn't working hard alone, he looked at Yong Wudu who was following him, with a slight smile on his face.

Yong Wuduan looked at the smile on his face, his mind trembled slightly, he stretched out his hand to touch, but quickly recovered, and withdrew his hand in embarrassment, he coughed lightly, and said to him: "Ce, follow me!" How about I go see someone?"

Jiang Ce thought about it and agreed. He was a little curious, who could make the prince remember so much, and he would take him to meet him as soon as he woke up.

Passing through one iron gate after another, the guards guarding the gates were one or two levels higher than the ordinary guards in the palace. Jiang Ce was even more curious along the way.

"This is the Heavenly Prison." Yong Wuyuan explained beside him in a timely manner.Jiang Ce understood that the place where serious criminals were held was indeed not comparable to ordinary prison cells outside.

At first, there were jailers leading the way, but even the jailers couldn't enter as we went in.

The place where there is no sunlight all the year round is filled with a dark and damp atmosphere. Jiang Ce frowned slightly, closed his breath, and then expanded the energy of his body to include Yong Wudu beside him.Yong Wudu only felt that the breath around his body instantly became fresh, his heart was clear, and he smiled gratefully at Jiang Ce.

Jiang Ce was taken aback for a moment, really like... really like when Fanci just became a human...

"Here we are, this is the person." Yong Wudu opened a prison door with a key, it was the innermost single room, except for an iron door guarded by guards, there was only one person standing quietly inside.

The two of them didn't use any firelight to reach Jiang Ce's level of cultivation. The ability to see at night is only a basic skill, and Yong Wudu also doesn't use it. He can see things at night since he was a child.

It was a monk, about fifty years old, although he was wearing heavy shackles, but his face was peaceful, it seemed that this prison cell was just an ordinary meditation room to him.

He was standing firmly at the door at the moment, looking at Jiang Ce and the two calmly, as if he had already expected their arrival.

This is the highest level person Jiang Ce has ever seen in "East Pole", level [-], in the realm of comprehension, he has reached the level of completion of the Qi refining stage and almost reached the level of the foundation building stage.

Jiang Ce was a little surprised, he didn't expect to meet such a person in this kind of place.But soon he thought of the reason. There are martial arts masters here, and he must be one of them.

"You're here." He didn't speak for a long time, his voice was broken and incomplete, and Jiang Ce understood what he said after careful identification.

Jiang Ce raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Who are you?" He really doesn't like people who play tricks like this, it's enough to have his masters and uncles who always like to say half of what they say.

"The poor monk's dharma name is Cao Deng." The monk clasped his hands together, and performed a Buddhist salute to Jiang Ce and the two.

Hearing this, Jiang Ce twitched the corners of his mouth, with a strange expression on his face, turned around and left.

Yong didn't know why, so he followed him out.

A slightly mournful cry suddenly sounded behind the two of them, "You, do you still remember Rong Rong by the Daming Lake!"

Jiang Ce staggered, his face distorted in an instant, and his image of a master over the years was almost destroyed.

Seeing this for no reason, Yong hurriedly supported him from behind, and asked with concern: "What? Is there any discomfort?"

Jiang Ce waved his hand to him, indicating that he was fine, he recovered his indifferent face, turned his head to look at the Caodeng monk standing in the cell, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said word by word: "Be clear, or I won't spare you! "

The monk was so frightened that he trembled, and the peacefulness on his face almost didn't tense. He took a deep breath, and calmed down after reciting a few Buddha's names.

"It seems...you are the immortal who came from there this time."

Hearing his words, Jiang Ce probably could have guessed that this person was the remnant of the previous dynasty in the words of the old emperor.

"Where did you hear that sentence just now?" Jiang Ce cut straight to the point. The sentence the monk said just now had to make him pay attention. It was like some kind of code. People who are not from that world would not understand it at all. .

The monk stared at Jiang Ce for a while, with a look of admiration on his face, and then slowly said: "This is the ancestral precept passed down by the poor monks and laymen for tens of thousands of years, just to meet that knowing person one day. "

The expression on Jiang Ce's face was a little tense. It's been passed down for tens of thousands of years, so it's hard to blame them.He was finally curious about what the traverser did before.

The monk seemed worried that Jiang Ce would leave again suddenly, so he quickly took out something from his arms and handed it over.

Jiang Ce reached out to take the booklet that looked brand new and wrapped in a layer of aura. His eyes glanced at the "Diary of Thousand Flowers" written in simplified characters on it, and he felt a slight pain in his head.

Hehe, as expected, only a black-bellied Wanhua can do this kind of thing.

"Tell me everything you know." Jiang Ce held the booklet, and somehow didn't want to open it right away to read it. He put the booklet in his arms and shouted helplessly in his tone.

"May I make a request first?" The monk didn't answer Jiang Ce right away, but sat cross-legged on the ground with a peaceful look on his face again.

"You say, I promise you." Jiang Ce waved his hand indifferently. Anyway, no matter what he said, he always had a way to let people tell everything they knew.

"After I finish speaking, can you let me out?" The monk hurriedly made his request.

Jiang Ce pondered for a moment, then looked at Yong Wudu who was beside him. He still remembered that this person brought him here, so it was not easy to make the decision directly. Yong Wudu nodded to him, indicating that everything should be decided by him.

"Okay, I am satisfied with what you said, and I will let you out naturally." Jiang Ce looked at him carefully again, only to find that the shackles on his body were not ordinary, and the insides of his hands, feet, and waist and abdomen were actually covered with skin. There were a few tiny silver needles, and those silver needles just pierced into several important points, directly sealing the trajectory of his movement.

Just now he was a little surprised why this person was much higher than the people here, why didn't he run out, it turned out to be the reason.

Hearing this, the monk finally felt relieved, he knew that he had made the right bet, and he would definitely escape this time.

"Is the immortal going to leave?"

Jiang Ce hummed, thinking that this monk seems to have a pretty good brain, and he got the point whenever he asked.

The monk smiled satisfied, and continued: "Did the immortal build a boat?"

Jiang Ce hummed again, sensing something unusual, "Can't you build a ship?"

The monk nodded, shook his head again, and did not speak.

It seems that no matter where you think you are a master, you like to play tricks. This is really not a good habit. Jiang Ce squinted his eyes and tapped his finger in the air, and saw a flash of sword energy shining with silver light going straight to the direction of the monk. fly away.

The monk only felt a pain on his face, and a warm current gushed out from the sore spot. Just now, he couldn't see how Jiang Ce made the move at all. Even though he was standing among the top martial arts masters in his heyday, he didn't resist Ability.

As expected of a fairy, the monk became more and more sure of his guess.

"Don't say it, don't say it in the future!" Jiang Ce had a sneer on his face, and there was no trace of popularity in his cold eyes. After a long battle, life was no longer worth mentioning in his eyes.