Hearing Li Chengkong's decision, Yuan Ziyan's bright eyes shone and giggled, "Master is wise!"

Xu Zhiyi glared at her.

At this moment, I don’t know how many people will be unlucky.

Unfortunately, Sister Yuan was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and she didn't care about those things at all, and they were even more indifferent to their lives.

Yuan Ziyan smiled and said, "Sister Xu, don't worry, I won't kill people randomly."

Xu Zhiyi shook her head.

I am disgusted with murder because of the Netherworld Sword Technique. If I had not practiced Netherworld Sword Technique, I would not have been like this.

The Netherworld Sword Technique has too much murderous aura, so you must be kind everywhere so that you will not be affected by it and distort your mind.

Benevolence is the fundamental force against the Netherworld Sword Technique, and it is protected everywhere, but once the murderous intention is aroused, killing people is more ruthless than others.

"Master, do you still have to go into seclusion?"

"Um."

"Hehe, I've been in seclusion like this, my wife, Miss Song and Miss Lu may not be able to stand it."

This made Li Chengkong look over his eyes.

Yuan Ziyan smiled like a flower: "But the master advocated the construction of a canal, but it was a matter of immeasurable merit. Miss Song has finally settled down and life is going well."

This is what she knew from Ye Qiu and Leng Lu.

In order to help Song Yuzheng stabilize the throne, they never left and saw the change in their mentality of the court officials.

There are also changes in the people.

For the people, whether it is male or female emperor, it is actually not that important. The key is their own life.

If anyone becomes an emperor and lives a better life, then it will be crowded with one person, let alone a princess, it doesn’t matter if someone with a name changes to become an emperor.

This time, Song Yuzheng forced an imperial edict to promote the construction of canals, which proved to be an extremely wise move.

This made her gain a huge prestige, not only among the people, but also the officials in the court were amazed.

Although it was Li Chengkong's fault, even though Li Chengkong predicted that there was a severe drought, not everyone could have such courage. He was as good as men, and I have to admire him.

Li Chengkong smiled: "How can an emperor have a smooth life? After this time, they will resurrect their old ways."

Power is the most attractive thing in the world. Those ministers are shocked for a while, but they will still fight unconsciously after a while.

Therefore, the emperor did not stop for a moment and had to keep intrigue with the court officials, unless he gave up completely and let his power be eroded.

——

"Lord Lord, this is not fake, right?"

In the hall, Lou Jingyu looked at the rosewood box in He Zhian's hand, half-believing and half-doubting.

As the elder of Qitiantai, he could not imagine how Yuan Ziyan would give this art of enlightenment to Tianyou Valley.

Although Tianyou Valley has made a lot of contributions this month, it has helped Zhuyinsi find out a lot of news, and has also destroyed a lot of assassination.

But these shouldn't be enough to get back such a magic trick, right?

"It should not be fake." He Zhian said slowly: "Elder Lou, we actually think that this art of enlightenment is a treasure and an extraordinary preciousness, but it may not be true in the eyes of others."

"But this is an ancient secret legendary skill after all." Lou Jingyu disagreed.

No matter how you say it is a magical skill, why is it so easy to spread it?

"Then Elder Lou, how many people can practice this in the world?" He Zhian smiled.

Lou Jingyu hesitated and finally shook his head.

As far as he knows, there are really few people who practice ancient magic skills in this world. After all, they are ancient skills and have been eliminated and are not suitable for further practice.

Not to mention that this kind of art of enlightenment is useless without the guidance of gods. Not every sect has ancestors becoming gods.

He nodded slowly.

I'm afraid this is also the reason why Yuan Ziyan is so generous. Even if they get secret techniques, it is useless without gods.

"Do you understand?" He Zhian said with a smile.

"Although it doesn't mean others, it's crucial to us. Master Yuan is so relieved?" Lou Jingyu still had doubts.

Yuan Ziyan is an extremely powerful figure, extremely smart, how could he be so relieved to become bigger in Tianyou Valley?

Aren't you afraid that you won't lose your tail?

"We have proved our loyalty." He Zhiandao.

Lou Jingyu shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not enough, right? After all, it's too short for us to join Zhuyinsi."

"Maybe Master Yuan doesn't care much." He Zhian waved his hand: "No matter what, you can tell whether it is true or false!"

"...Yes, yes, look!" Everyone nodded.

What they most desire is to restore their strength, and the power of their ancestors is the foundation for their survival.

Now I can only rely on myself, and feel weak and not tough.

And this art of enlightenment is their hope.

If this technique fails, their Tianyou Valley may be destined to be a mediocre sect and cannot recover from the past.

He Zhian slowly opened the red sandalwood box, which was a thin booklet made of plain silk, and it was faintly shining with silver light, which looked like silver at first glance.

He picked it up, but it was particularly soft and delicate. He slowly flipped through page by page, a total of eighteen pages. He finished it quickly and handed it to Lou Jingyu, then closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Lou Jingyu took it with both hands and looked through it slowly, looking at it more slowly and carefully than He Zhian, and the time was twice as long.

When he saw the last page, Lou Jingyu could no longer hide his excitement and high spirits, and said in a deep voice: "What a magical art!"

"How?" everyone asked hurriedly.

Lou Jingyu's eyes were burning, and his light flashed like a substance, and he said in a deep voice: "There is movement and there is great hope!"

"Elder Lou!" He Zhian opened his eyes and frowned at him.

Lou Jingyu couldn't suppress his excitement: "Master of Valley, I sensed it!"

"Um--?"

"I sensed the breath of my ancestors!"

"Really?" He Zhian was half-believing and half-doubting.

I tried to practice myself, but I didn't realize anything. I thought there was something wrong with this mental method, or it was not a problem but it was ineffective.

Lou Jingyu laughed.

Everyone was overjoyed.

Without the power of the ancestors, they were unsure and felt that they could not speak loudly and had nothing to rely on.

Now I finally saw the dawn!

"Elder Lou, you can be happy and congratulated!"

"Haha... the sky is endless and my sky is in the valley!"

"Old ancestors appear!"

...

But He Zhian stared at Lou Jingyu quietly.

Lou Jingyu turned around and walked away, strode away.

Everyone was confused and followed, including He Zhian, and they also followed and came to the highest Qitiantai.

The rooftop is empty and clean, and only the huge statue stands proudly facing the sky.

Lou Jingyu bit his left index finger and blood immediately gushed out, and was wiped onto the finger of the huge statue.

He formed seals with his hands, stood with his eyebrows down, and murmured in his mouth. In a vague way, the huge statue began to emit soft light.

Everyone was overjoyed and bit their index fingers, pressed the blood on the palm of the huge statue, and then lowered their eyebrows and murmured with pleasing eyes.

As they joined, the light emitted by the statue became clearer and clearer, and a huge shadow appeared faintly, which was the phantom of the huge statue.

The disciples from afar gathered and joined them. After a while, all the disciples of the entire Tianyou Valley appeared on the Qitiantai.
Chapter completed!