Golden Tent of the Grassland.
The one-ard Grassland Martial Saint, Fu Xuan, looked incredulously at the scene before him.
The foolish young man he brought back suddenly had an incredibly deep gaze, just like in his mories from a hundred years ago.
"Grandmaster Murong?"
"Fu Xuan, it’s surprising that you still rember ."
"Grandmaster, have you awakened your past life?"
"Yes, the old demon of Black Mountain in Changbai helped . Over a hundred years ago, it used its Primordial Spirit to wander to Ying Huo and acquired the Morning Bell and Evening Drum from the Great Leiyin Temple. With this item, it awakened my past life."
Fu Xuan was utterly shocked. The old demon’s Divine Skills were so terrifying that they broke through the Sky Gang Atmosphere, allowing the Primordial Spirit to travel to other stars, an unbelievable feat.
However...
Fu Xuan was even more shocked by another matter, and he inquired, "Is the Great Leiyin Temple on the Ying Huo Star?"
Grandmaster Murong’s deep eyes flickered with formidable wisdom, "The Shakyamuni Venerable of Tianzhu Buddha Country opened the Inner Heaven and Earth and established the Great Leiyin Temple. Later, to explore the deeper mysteries of heaven and earth, he shattered the void and went to the Ying Huo Star, ultimately disappearing without a trace. The Great Leiyin Temple is his remnant Inner Heaven and Earth."
He then looked at Fu Xuan again and said softly, "Fu Xuan, by awakening my past life, I owe the old demon of Black Mountain a favor, which necessitates mobilizing the grassland army southwards to stop the reform of the Great Yu. This is also sothing we must do; otherwise, if the Central Plains rise powerfully, our tribes will be left with no place to call ho."
Fu Xuan shook his head, "Grandmaster, I am quite old now, and I only wish to spend my later years in peace."
Grandmaster Murong: "Don’t you wish to avenge your lost arm?"
Fu Xuan: "What kind of grudge is this to hold? I tried to assassinate the Yu Dynasty’s Emperor and had my arm severed as a result. In the end, my skills were inferior. I have no resentnt."
Grandmaster Murong: "Fu Xuan, you’ve changed. You weren’t like this before."
Fu Xuan: "Grandmaster, I’m glad you can awaken your past life, but the old demon of Black Mountain is rely using you."
Grandmaster Murong: "I have my plans too."
Fu Xuan sighed, "Grandmaster, this is a struggle between the old demon of Black Mountain and Xu Gongming, the Emperor of the Great Yu Dynasty. We should be onlookers."
He failed to assassinate the old Emperor, losing an arm in the process, but thus gained clarity in many things.
Xu Gongming is a true hero!
If it were him, he could never stand against the world’s top master, the old demon of Black Mountain, as Xu Gongming did.
Xu Gongming not only possesses courage but also wisdom.
Looking back now, Fu Xuan’s greatest relief was when he acted on Changbai Mountain, indirectly assisting Xu Qing, preventing the old demon from completely eradicating Xu Qing.
If not for this, all powerful beings would have to live under the shadow of the old demon of Black Mountain.
Because Fu Xuan believed that Xu Gongming enjoyed dialogue and advancing contemporary cultivation levels.
The old demon of Black Mountain, on the other hand, pursued a single path to oblivion, stifling any erging cultivators.
The old demon of Black Mountain, rather than representing the Heavenly Dao, was more of an embodint of a certain natural law—lacking the grand vision and openness of a true Seeker.
Grandmaster Murong shook his head, "Fu Xuan, do you really refuse to help ?"
"I’m sorry."
Grandmaster Murong sighed softly.
Fu Xuan looked incredulously behind him as a sharp sword pierced his back. The sword-wielder was the Great Khan of the Grassland.
The sword was nad Snake-Slaying Sword, a divine artifact from the Han Dynasty.
The current Great Khan of the Grassland hailed from the Golden Family and indeed possessed the bloodline of the Liu family from the Han Dynasty. Combined with the grassland’s Qi Fortune, it activated the sword’s power.
This was a major trump card of the Golden Tent of the Grassland.
Fu Xuan just didn’t expect it would be used against him.
Grandmaster Murong reached out and grabbed.
Sizzle!
Fu Xuan’s blood flowed toward Grandmaster Murong.
The Qi-Blood from the Martial Saint caused Grandmaster Murong’s aura to swell continuously.
"Heavenly Demon Rebirth Technique!" Fu Xuan exclaid in horror, then the terrifying energy of the Martial Saint burst forth, breaking free from Grandmaster Murong’s demonic technique, and escaped from the Golden Tent of the Grassland.
He regretted imnsely at this mont, realizing he shouldn’t have sought out Grandmaster Murong’s reincarnation.
Now Grandmaster Murong had even learned the Heavenly Demon Great thod, demonstrating how deeply they were bonded with the old demon of Black Mountain.
Collaborating with a tiger could never end well.
Fu Xuan executed a Secret Technique and fled the Golden Tent of the Grassland, but felt an overwhelming sense of desolation, with no place to call ho.
Moreover, just now, Grandmaster Murong had directly drained nearly thirty percent of his Qi-Blood to strengthen himself.
Now, Fu Xuan was far from his peak strength.
"Fine, I’ll head to Jiangning Prefecture to seek Xu Gongming." Fu Xuan’s figure appeared desolate and forlorn but resolute.
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Xu Residence, the courtyard where the Old Wutong Tree was.
Xu Qing was shocked to see Fu Xuan, who was in a state of distress and had a weakened aura.
He knew about Fu Xuan’s lost arm, but didn’t expect his condition to be so poor.
"Mr. Fu, what’s happened to you?"
Fu Xuan then recounted the entire story.
Xu Qing: "I never thought that by helping you back then, I would end up harming you. Truly, fate can be so fickle."
Fu Xuan: "You are not to bla. It was my own wish to fulfill this desire."
He understood that, nearing the end of life, his longing for past tis grew stronger, prompting him to seek the reincarnation of Grandmaster Murong.
But the human heart is unpredictable.
Who would have thought that Grandmaster Murong and the Great Khan, whom he raised, would try to kill him?
Fu Xuan continued, "I ca to inform you of this matter. If you want to hand over to the Emperor, I wouldn’t bla you."
He now felt a bit disheartened.
Essentially, by coming to Xu Qing, Fu Xuan had betrayed the grassland.
Therefore, if Xu Qing handed him to the Emperor, Fu Xuan would also feel a sense of relief.
Xu Qing: "Mr. Fu, you co to , which shows you value . I, having rendered great service to the Great Yu, will explain this to the Emperor, using my achievents to offset your cris. Since you have co, live peacefully in Jiangning Prefecture."
Fu Xuan was curious, "Don’t you want to use to do things for you?"
Xu Qing smiled, "If you willingly help , it benefits . Otherwise, having a Martial Saint with ulterior motives working for would make it hard for to sleep at night."
Fu Xuan: "Xu Gongming, I truly admire you."
Xu Qing: "Mr. Fu, you must be exhausted from the journey. Let arrange for you to rest."
Xu Qing was indeed imnsely surprised by Fu Xuan’s arrival.
However, in Xu Qing’s opinion, Fu Xuan is a National Hero and should be treated as such, not recruited by conventional ans.
It’s simply empathy.
After all, he is the Heavenly Demon, and whether Fu Xuan is sincere or not, he could discern.
This is also one of Xu Qing’s current advantages.
After settling Fu Xuan, he went to the palace in Yingtian Prefecture to et the Longevity Emperor and discussed the matter. There’s no need to hide it, as he and the old Emperor need to unite to deal with the old demon of Black Mountain, so there’s no holding back on such matters.
The old Emperor upon hearing this, couldn’t help but say sourly, "Xu Qing, you have quite the reputation."
Xu Qing: "I rely on Your Majesty’s Heavenly Power."
"Hmph, sheltering a traitor is a grave sin. I’ll deduct your salary for three years," the old Emperor promptly said.
The old Emperor raised Xu Qing’s cri high but put it down lightly.
At this mont, he was holding the Tao Te Ching inscribed with Xiong Chan’s blood.
Wonderful!
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