The two walked around the mansion in silence for a long time. Ning Chen looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Hou Mansion with a myriad of thoughts in his mind. Unknowingly, he had been in this world for a year. In this year, too many things happened, which seemed to be still in front of him, but when he thought about it carefully, they were so far away.
Great Xia went from its peak to decline rapidly, Xia Emperor died, and the world was conquering Xia. This thousand-year-old dynasty declined so quickly. In just one year, it had fallen to a precarious situation.
It is a general trend in the world that everything that flourishes must eventually decline. It is a miracle that Great Xia can sustain itself for thousands of years.
In Chinese history, except for the very distant Zhou Dynasty, no dynasty has ever existed for more than five hundred years, let alone a long thousand years.
Great Xia's fatigue has actually been a sign for a long time, just like the Seven Cities Rebellion. He still doesn't think that this is something that Prince Yue can do. However, it has been a long time since this matter, and he doesn't want to pursue it anymore.
Many historical truths will eventually be buried in darkness. Now that the new emperor has succeeded to the throne and the dust has settled, there is no point in pursuing many things.
Perhaps, Great Xia has more internal worries that have not yet appeared, but they are no longer important.
The downfall of Great Xia was both accidental and inevitable. However, the emergence of Fan Lingyue brought this day forward by ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years.
Living in the same era as such people is both lucky and unfortunate.
He doesn't know whether Great Xia will die. He will try his best to prevent it. As for the result, he has no confidence.
The greatest wisdom of Fan Lingyue is to be good at taking advantage of the general trend. Manpower will eventually be limited, and no matter how smart a person is, it is impossible to predict everything. However, as long as you grasp the general trend and guide it, you can adjust the remaining details as needed.
Great Xia's millennium has laid too many hidden dangers. In this world, there are not many people who help when times are desperate, but there are many who add insult to injury.
Great Xia occupies the rich land of Central Plains. If possible, everyone would want to come and take a bite.
There is no doubt about the power of Great Xia. Neither Beimeng nor Eternal Night Divine Cult alone can be the opponent of Great Xia. However, the two parties joining forces are enough to compete with the invincible Great Xia.
As for the subsequent deserted city, Du'e Temple, Great Xia civil strife and a series of other events were all the result of Fan Lingyue's behind-the-scenes push under the influence of the general trend.
Since the beginning of the war between the two dynasties, Great Xia had consumed too much strength due to various internal and external factors. When it officially went to war with Northern Mongolia, it was discovered that its strength had been exhausted.
Ning Chen knows very well that Great Xia has lost the best opportunity, and every battle in the future will be more difficult.
The bright moon went west, and the two of them walked back to the backyard again. Ning Chen looked around, took one last look at the familiar Hou Mansion, and said softly, "It's late, I have to visit someone, let's go."
Liu Ruoxi's eyes darkened, he let go of his hand pushing the wheelchair, and silently moved out of the way.
Ning Chen said no more, summoned the ghost sedan and left immediately.
Looking at the ghost sedan gradually disappearing, Liu Ruoxi mustered up his courage and shouted with all his strength, "Marquis, if you have time, go back to your house and take a look."
The words he shouted continued to echo in the house, but unfortunately, the people who were far away could no longer hear him, or maybe they heard him and did not reply.
The most difficult thing in the world to repay is love, because it cannot be achieved with hard work, just like some people spend their whole lives trying to like someone, while others are trying their best to forget someone.
Heaven's Will always plays tricks on people, but rarely gets what they want.
Love doesn't know where it started, it goes deep, and it won't go away even if you try hard.
Liu Ruoxi turned around and returned to his room. His tears could no longer be suppressed and fell like rain.
Ning Chen walked decisively without any hesitation, with a heart as strong as steel.
Haowu Prince's Estate, the ghost sedan came and shook all the guards away.
"Everyone, please step back," Xia Ziyi walked out and said.
"Yes." The guard stepped back and got out of the way between the two of them.
Ning Chen got off the sedan, looked at the man in front of him, and said, "You're fine."
"You're fine," Xia Ziyi said.
"Sorry about what happened before!" Ning Chen said seriously.
Xia Ziyi was silent for a moment and said, "You did nothing wrong, you don't need to apologize to me."
The result of that night was the best. Great Xia could no longer risk a second mutiny to force the palace.
Hearing this, Ning Chen sighed in his heart. It was extremely complicated. He knew very well that if it hadn't been for his arrow, Great Xia might have gained another innate now.
The innate realm is not that easy to enter. If you fail once, it will definitely be more difficult the next time.
He did not expect that Xia Ziyi would risk his life to block the arrow for Third Prince, nor did he expect that Xia Ziyi would step into the innate realm at that moment.
Unfortunately, that arrow changed everything.
The night was intoxicating, and the caressing wind brought a slight coolness, blowing on the body, making it slightly chilly.
"Have you gone to see your mother?" Xia Ziyi asked.
"No" Ning Chen shook his head.
"Go there if you have time. Ever since your accident, my mother has never left Weiyang Palace." Xia Ziyi sighed.
Ning Chen was silent and did not respond. It was not that he did not want to go, but that he did not dare to go.
Changsun is the person he respects the most in the world. Even if he got into big trouble in the past, he has never been so scared. If he got into trouble, he would be scolded at most, but this time it was different. How could he dare to go through it now.
Xia Ziyi saw Ning Chen's hesitation and said, "I don't know what happened to you after that day, but since you are alive, you should go there to report that you are safe."
"Just wait a little longer."
Ning Chen smiled tiredly and declined, saying that things are not as simple as imagined. If he doesn't go, Changsun knows that he is still alive, so he is worried, and there is no need to be afraid. If he passes, the truth will no longer be hidden, and Changsun will be even more unable to accept it.
Xia Ziyi walked into the house without any further persuasion. After a while, he came out with two jars of wine.
"Give" Xia Ziyi threw a jar, then opened the cap himself, raised his head and took a sip.
Ning Chen smiled, lifted the black cloth that had been covering his face, opened the lid, and took a sip.
What used to be a pretty face has now been burned and corroded and has changed its appearance.
Xia Ziyi glanced at it, but saw nothing, and continued to drink wine one after another.
Wine is the best way to relieve sorrow, and it has made people intoxicated since ancient times.
"A few days ago, when Xin Yu was dressing up his mother, he discovered that a lot of her hair had turned gray. It turned out that, unknowingly, her mother had also started to grow old," Xia Ziyi said while drinking.
Ning Chen was silent, drinking the wine into his stomach one mouthful at a time, without any feeling, just like drinking water.
"Actually, Queen Mother really hopes that you and Xin Yu can get together, but unfortunately, in the end, you still didn't agree," Xia Ziyi continued.
"Emotional matters cannot be forced," Ning Chen said after taking a sip of wine.
He always believes that love is a matter between two people, not the words of parents or matchmakers.
This is the biggest conceptual conflict between him and the world, and it is also the only thing that he cannot compromise on.
The two of them drank more and more wine, and the wine jars were empty one after another. However, it is not so easy for a ninth-grade warrior to get drunk.
At dawn, Ning Chen left and returned to the underworld in a ghost sedan. Half an hour later, Xia Ziyi also stood up, waved his hand to dispel the alcohol in his body, and walked towards the palace.
Featherfall Valley, Great Xia To the east, close to the edge of the continent, an unknown place in the world, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, a large waterfall falls from the sky, the water splashes ten feet high, the mist is misty, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, it is like a fairyland on earth, so beautiful.
Featherfall Valley Outside, a figure walked slowly. Behind him, there was a simple sword stand with five swords of different shapes on it. Every step he took was the same distance, the same speed, and the accuracy was exactly the same.
Divine Continent On the earth, there are very few descriptions of Featherfall Valley. This is a truly unknown place with too many secrets buried.
Prince Yan walked into it and immediately felt a strong pressure coming on him.
"Unfamiliar strong man, this is not where you should come." From the deepest part of the valley, a cold voice warned.
"I'm here to ask for a drop of Phoenix Blood" Prince Yan said calmly.
"Impossible, please go back," the cold voice replied.
"Then I will go find it myself," Prince Yan said calmly, unmoved.
"Presumptuous!"
Featherfall Valley Deep down, an angry voice came, and the next moment, a loud rumble sounded in the sky. In the changing situation, a huge palm solidified and was immediately slapped hard.
Prince Yan's expression remained unchanged, he held his hand, Crimson Sword flew out, slashed the sky with one sword, and the storm dispersed.
Rumbling, the earth was shaking, cracking, and a powerful breath filled the endless loess. It was cold and dark, as if it no longer belonged to the world.
The rotten body rushed out of the darkness, and the power buried deep under Featherfall Valley finally couldn't bear it any longer, and walked out. The moment it appeared, the world suddenly dimmed, and the turbid air of death was eerie and terrifying, filling the world and making the sky turbid.
The figure in the gray mist opened its eyes. The air of death was permeated, so strong that it could not be resolved. No trace of life could be detected. The old monster with most of its body buried in the coffin was terrifying and frightening. The void shook again and again, unable to accommodate its existence.
"Wow!"
In the gray sky, rain fell, and the road began to become muddy. Gradually, a second figure crawled out from the ground, then a third, a fourth...
Seven figures in a row, their whole bodies shrouded in gray mist, the air of death stretched into the sky, facing off against the contemporary legend Great Xia. The momentum reached its peak, the sky became darker and darker, not a trace of sunlight could shine through, and it was extremely gray and scary.
The terrifying lineup of seven innates, this is the secret buried deep in the unknown place in the world. At this moment, the bloody fangs are finally exposed. The seven figures are extremely terrifying. They stand there like an endless black hole, devouring everything around them crazily.
The next moment, behind the seven people, a strange vision appeared. A black ocean evolved, and the stormy waves hit a hundred feet high. Stars fell and even the waves could not lift up. This was a dead sea, annihilating all life, and once they fell into eternity, they would not be able to climb out.
Prince Yan waved his hand, and Azure Sword was born. Suddenly, green and red reflected each other, and the sword light broke through the virtual barrier. >