"At first, I thought something had happened in the secret realm. After I got out, I found that Donglu had been sealed." Yinhua closed his eyes, as if he had returned to that desperate time.

Overnight, thousands of years of hard work were in vain. There was no spiritual energy cultivation, spells could not be cast, storage bags could not be opened, and magical weapons were reduced to scrap metal. Except for the nourishment of spiritual power in the body, lifespan would be longer and different from mortals.

No different.

"Although everyone was careful and did not use any of their spiritual power, they still could not escape the fate of running out of life. One monk after another died. Everyone searched the Eastern Continent and finally found a natural Five Elements Spirit Gathering Array on Yunhuang Island.

The monks went there one after another, but I got the news too late. When I rushed there, they had planted a lot of poison outside Yunhuang Island. I tried various methods but could not get to the island.

I was unwilling to give up and continued to search for spiritual energy, but I could not escape my fate. My life span was exhausted when I reached Kuocang Mountain.

Little did I know, a twist of fate turned out to be that a wooden hairpin I got by chance in my early years was made from the tree of nourishment, and my soul was attached to it and it has not dissipated.

Kuo Cangsheng was once an ancient battlefield with extremely heavy Yin Qi. Nourished by this, my soul grew stronger day by day.

Later, I developed a method of cultivating the soul and survived." Yinhua's lips showed a trace of bitterness. She thought she had found a glimmer of hope, but only recently did she find out that she had become a ghost cultivator and had no chance of immortality.

Tens of thousands of years of hope have been shattered, how can we not hate it?

She opened her eyes, glanced at everyone, and said loudly: "Most people present must have guessed that the one named Yunli is Princess Xiyue who will be reincarnated in the Eastern Continent every hundred years. The aura disappears, and the Eastern Continent

She was sealed because she was recovering from her injuries.

For more than 30,000 years, tens of thousands of beings in Canglan have been cut off from the immortal path, just to fulfill her. Can the superiors fool us wantonly?

Are our efforts and perseverance a joke? Why! Her life is her life, but the lives of all the sentient beings in Canglan are not?"

Her voice turned from low to passionate, extremely stimulating, and Juanxiu's face was slightly deformed, but the effect was not as she expected.

Everyone was silent and did not respond.

First of all, no one is a fool. In this situation, Yinhua, as a ghost cultivator, is stronger than any of them. If he wants to kill Yunli but doesn't do it himself, but instigates them, there is obviously something fishy.

Secondly, Yunli's combat power is astonishing. In the unique environment, few people are her opponents.

In addition, most of the people present are of the Yuan Empress level and are about to ascend. At this time, protecting their lives and waiting for the ascension is the most important thing.

Yinhua was not discouraged, as if he did not see the ridicule in their eyes, and continued: "Do you know where she comes from? Phoenix."

"Phoenix!"

"The mythical beast Phoenix!"

Everyone was excited and no longer calm as before.

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Yinhua's lips. As long as the temptation is strong enough, not to mention mythical beasts, even gods can pull him down.

She raised the corners of her lips and said quietly: "It's all thanks to that 'jail'..."

In the inn, Yunli fiddled with the jade rosary, "How did we start it at that time?"

Along the way to Kuocang Mountain, she tried all kinds of methods, and even imitated the original environment, but still failed.

Wei Lin frowned slightly and said, "Maybe the direction is wrong. Could it be a magic weapon of a ghost cultivator?"

"It's possible!"

Yunli's eyes suddenly lit up. He could show people his past life experiences. Naturally, it was not an earthly artifact, but a magical artifact.

However, all magical weapons need to be activated. The Eastern Continent Jue Ling cannot be a monk's magical weapon, so it is most likely a ghost cultivator's magical weapon.

But, how did they activate the ghost cultivator's magic weapon?

In the midst of doubts, Wei Lin stretched out his hand: "Give me a try."

Yunli suddenly thought of his extremely yin life soul. Could it be that the jade rosary that day was activated by the yin energy in his senior brother's body?

The answer to this question soon came. Wei Lin took the jade rosary and adjusted the angle skillfully. After a while, the flowers inside the bead bloomed and withered again, and the world slowly disappeared from the senses...

Yao Hanguo, the ninth year of Xuande.

On a late autumn night, the moon was cold and frosty, but the Weiyang Palace where the Queen lived was brightly lit, and the woman's hoarse shouts echoed in the palace.

Emperor Xuande, who was dressed in a dragon robe, sat at the head of the table, fingering the string of beads unconsciously. The eunuchs and maids in the room held their breaths and did not dare to take a breath.

"Your Highness, you can't go in!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for me. Your Majesty has ordered that no one is allowed to..."

In the tense atmosphere, there was a sudden noise at the door. Along with the sound of pushing and shouting, a young man in a blue and white brocade robe broke in and stared blankly in the direction of the inner room.

"What are you doing here?"

Emperor Xuande's angry voice sounded particularly terrifying in the closed room. The eunuchs and maids all knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, please calm down!"

The second prince Ji Yun came to his senses, lifted his robe, knelt down, and replied loudly: "My son, I have something that I don't understand about my homework, and I would like to ask my father to clarify my confusion."

Emperor Xuande's face turned cold and he said expressionlessly: "Do you think I am in the mood to answer your questions now?"

Ji Yun lowered his head and answered casually, with a somewhat confused and perfunctory tone: "I didn't think carefully."

Emperor Xuande became even more angry and was about to roar when a loud cry of a baby sounded in the inner room. Both father and son were attracted and looked over.

After a while, the maid in charge, dressed in a red dress, came out with the child in her arms and said happily: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the Queen has given birth to a princess."

A flash of nervousness flashed in Emperor Xuande's eyes. He handed the bead string in his hand to the eunuch who was accompanying him, and stretched out his hand: "Let me hug you."

The aunt in charge was even more happy, she responded respectfully, and when she stepped forward, she found someone kneeling in the center of the room. After a closer look, she saw that it was Ji Yun, the second prince born to Concubine Luo.

She couldn't help but wonder, in order to prevent accidents, His Majesty had already sent away all the concubines who came to visit, so why was the second prince here?

Looking at his face again, it was also very strange. His eyes were fixed on the princess in her arms, his face was as pale as paper, and his whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning.

Thoughts were swirling in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. The aunt in charge handed the child steadily into Emperor Xuande's hands and stepped aside.

"Ah——" Before she could stand still, she heard a short scream. The aunt in charge's heart trembled. She quickly looked over and saw Emperor Xuande standing up suddenly, with a look of horror on his face. The newborn princess had been thrown out by him.

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The mind of the aunt in charge went blank. She stepped forward, but her outstretched hand was empty. Just when she thought she was about to finish, a pair of hands reached out from below and caught the baby before it hit the ground.

It's the second prince!

The aunt in charge breathed a sigh of relief and raised her eyes to see Emperor Xuande. She saw him bending down, taking off the swaddling clothes and looking at the little princess carefully for a while. She then raised her head and said with a cold face: "Go and invite..."

"Father, I have something important to report!" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ji Yun's raised voice, "I request to see the Holy Spirit alone."

The trembling Emperor Xuande came to his senses and looked at Ji Yun on the ground with slightly narrowed eyes.

Ji Yun raised his eyes and looked directly into his eyes without evading them.

The eunuchs and maids in the room all noticed that the father and son were unusual. They held their breaths and wished they could bury their heads in the floor.

The depressing atmosphere lasted for an unknown amount of time before Emperor Xuande finally spoke: "You guys get out."

The eunuch and the maid hurriedly exited as if they had received an amnesty. The aunt in charge deliberately slowed down when passing by the second prince, but saw that he had no intention of handing over the princess. Although she hesitated, she went out honestly.

The room fell into silence.

Ji Yun took a deep breath, suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "Father, this matter cannot be reported to the Imperial Master. I have a way to save Yao Han."

"Do you know who she is?" Emperor Xuande's voice was without any warmth.

Ji Yun looked at the baby with red and wrinkled skin in the swaddle, feeling the coolness rippling deep in his mind, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes: "Princess Xiyue."

"How did you know?"

Ji Yun pursed his lips, quickly cleared up the embarrassment in his heart, and replied: "I guess. The father, the emperor, and the queen have a deep love for each other. They love the house as much as the bird. The father, the emperor, will naturally like the little... sister born from the mother and the queen."

He paused for a moment, suppressed the slight tremor in his voice, and continued: "Calculating the time, it has been a hundred years since the Longqing Kingdom was destroyed, and it is time for Princess Xiyue to be reincarnated. The combination of the two can make the father so frightened that he loses his control.

If I throw my little sister, it can only be Princess Xiyue."

Emperor Xuande's face was sullen, his expression indistinguishable, and it took him a long time to say: "You are quite attentive."

Ji Yun looked at the swaddled baby. It was no different from an ordinary baby. Why did his father recognize it at a glance?

Although he knew it would arouse suspicion, he still raised his eyes and asked tentatively: "I wonder how my father recognized her?"

Perhaps the impact of the country's imminent subjugation was too great, and Emperor Xuande was not in the mood to be suspicious of anything else. He said with a cold face: "Did you see the little red dot between her eyebrows?"

Ji Yun lowered his head and took a closer look. Sure enough, there was a small red dot the size of a needle tip between his eyebrows. The baby's skin was so red that it was easy to ignore it at first glance.

However, during the Nanming Dynasty, A Yue's forehead was very smooth and there were no red spots at all.

"This little red dot will dissipate in seven days. This is the preliminary way to identify Princess Xiyue. The specific method must be personally identified by the national master."

Ji Yun frowned. The red spot that was so obvious when he was a baby was probably a cinnabar mole when he grew up. It shouldn't disappear as it grows.

From this point of view, this identification method is very accurate and basically does not require a second identification by a national master.

He clarified his thoughts and said the solution he had been thinking about for many years: "Father, Xiyue is not devouring the destiny of the country. Our royal family knows this very well, and some aristocratic families also know this very well.

In Erchen's view, her birth is not only a reminder to us, but also gives us an opportunity to reverse course!

During the time of Dongjing Kingdom, Princess Huaiyang and her consort tried to change things, but they discovered it too late. In less than four years, they could do too little.

We are different now. The last time she was born in Long Qingguo, she lived to be nineteen years old, so we now have at least twenty-four years.

There is so much we can do in twenty-four years, such as rectifying the government, improving people's livelihood, and strengthening the army and horses. When we Yao Han strengthen the army and strengthen the horses, and all the people return home, are we still afraid that the country will be subjugated?"

Emperor Xuande's eyes flashed slightly. For more than 20,000 years, in so many countries, it's not that no one has thought of this method. It's just that the imperial master paid close attention to her. If she didn't report it, the imperial master would blame her later...
To be continued...