Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The emperor waved his hand and asked the old eunuch to retreat.

"Your Majesty, He Xun."

He Xun stepped forward and saluted.

The emperor pinched the bridge of his nose and looked very tired. It seemed that Taoist Wanyu's matter really gave him a headache.

"Your Majesty, hasn't the matter regarding Taoist Wan Yu been settled yet?"

"It can't be that easy. The forces in the DPRK and China are intertwined, and each person has his own idea. Moreover, Taoist Wan Yu has made things too big this time. It is too difficult to balance all parties."

The emperor's expression was gloomy: "Some people say that the imperial court should give in and never directly conflict with Taoist Wan Yu, otherwise it will inevitably cause instability in the imperial court."

"But some people say that the court must not compromise. If Taoist Wan Yu is not suppressed this time, the court's prestige will no longer exist. In the future, won't anyone dare to come to Lieyang City to run wild?"

"Hmph, it's easy for them to say, suppress? Why suppress? Are you going to bite them with empty words?"

"Ancestor has said that Taoist Wan Yu has a divine weapon in his hand. Ancestor believes that even if he goes there with the Fierce Sun Treasure Wheel, he will not be his opponent. Wouldn't everyone else be destined to die?"

"In recent years, all forces have been preparing to take action. If the suppression of Taoist Wanyu really causes turmoil in the court, I, the emperor, may not be able to sit down anymore."

The emperor became more and more angry as he talked. He felt that he had never been so aggrieved in his life.

In fact, he discovered very early that without sufficient strength, even the emperor would not be able to fully control the situation of the court, and would even be hampered at every turn.

It was precisely because he knew this that more than five hundred years ago, he desperately switched to practicing martial arts in an attempt to further his cultivation.

But it's a pity that the "God of Creation" was so dangerous that not only did he fail to go further, but he also left himself with wounds that are difficult to heal.

So much so that now, his control over the government is even weaker than before.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now."

The emperor shook his head helplessly and said: "He Aiqing, you went to see Zhou Yuniang, what did she say?"

"Replying to your majesty, I have already met you. This is the information handed over by Zhou Yuniang."

He Xun said, handing over the Huanguang Jade Slip.

The emperor took the jade slip and looked at the information in it with his spiritual mind. After a while, he said: "So the Shenyue Saint Clan are the descendants of the gods in the world, and they belong to the seven spiritual saint clans?"

"I seem to have heard some rumors about these seven spiritual saints in the early years. Their strength is so strong that they are said to be one of the top forces in other regions."

"It's strange. With the current ability of the Demon Sect, how can you contact such a force? Even if you are a slave, others will look down on you, right?"

"And why did the Shenyue Saint Clan interfere in the affairs of our Southern Immortal Cultivation World for no reason?"

"Although I don't want to admit it, the Southern Territory has indeed been in extreme decline over the past thousands of years. There should be nothing that can arouse the interest of forces like the Shenyue Saint Clan, right?"

"He Aiqing, what do you think about the affairs of the Shenyue Saint Clan and the Demon Cult?"

The emperor stared at He Xun.

"Your Majesty, could it be that Gu Wuxue was really causing trouble and helping the Demon Sect to connect with the Shenyue Saint Clan?"

He Xun asked bluntly.

The emperor knew very well that when he was sick, he would talk nonsense and tell some secret things.

Therefore, every time before he gets sick, the emperor will use magic weapon in advance to record what he said when he got sick and refer to it afterwards.

Of course, He Xun knew this very well, so he did not deliberately avoid it. He knew about Gu Wuxue.

"Gu Wuxue?"

The emperor's face became darker and darker.

A Wanyu Taoist has already stirred up the situation in the immortal cultivation world of the Southern Territory. If there is another Gu Wuxue, then the Southern Territory may really be turned upside down.

After all, thousands of years ago, the founding emperor of our country was very unhappy with Gu Wuxue.

Now that the other party is back, can he still have good intentions towards Lieyang Court?

What's even more frightening is that when Gu Wuxue left thousands of years ago, his cultivation had surpassed the realm of saints and entered the legendary realm of immortality.

Who dares to say, thousands of years later, whether Gu Wuxue has reached the peak of immortality, or even surpassed immortality?

"Hey, if Gu Wuxue really comes back, how should we deal with it? I'm afraid the only way we can do it is if the founding ancestor of the country also comes back, right?"

The emperor felt more and more headache.

Is the land of the Southern Territory, which has been peaceful for thousands of years, about to undergo another big change?

Is it possible that the situation in which our Lieyang Royal Family controls all parties will be completely rewritten?

If it really comes to that, how can I live up to my ancestors?

By the way, there are also four major sects that have entered the Eternal Galaxy, which are also huge hidden dangers.

Alas, misfortunes never come singly!

Forget it, let’s put these things aside for now and let’s deal with the current matters first.

The emperor looked up helplessly: "He Aiqing, has the cause of Chu Sanhuang's death been found out?"

"It's roughly checked."

He Xun replied: "I felt the breath of "Three Generations of Buddhism" at the place where Chu Sanhuang died."

"With the strength of the monks in Sansheng Chanyuan, it is almost impossible to kill Chu Sanhuang silently. What's more, they don't have the courage, so..."

"So what?"

"So I believe that the person most likely to kill Chu Sanhuang should be the monk from the Pure Land of Paradise."

"After all, he is the only one with this strength, and he still practices the "Three Generations of Buddhism"."

"It's him?"

When the emperor heard this, he suddenly had a headache again.

How could I forget that person?

According to the intelligence, that person is probably also a master of the twelfth level of the Saint Realm, otherwise the Minister of Rites Wang Lian would not want to provoke him to fight with the Wanyu Taoist and let the two die together.

An ancient Wuxue!

A Wanyu Taoist!

Now there is also a monk from the Pure Land of Bliss!

These three guys are existences that the court cannot afford to offend.

I am surprised, why do these bastards not show up at all, but all of them show up?

The emperor rubbed his temple and asked: "My dear, do you know why that monk wants to kill Chu Sanhuang?"

"Didn't he help us deal with the Demon Cult during the fight at Sansheng Zen Temple? In theory, he should have no hostility towards the court, right?"

"It should be so."

He Xun also pretended to be puzzled: "If I were to guess, maybe the monk hated evil and happened to see Chu Sanhuang doing something dirty, so he took action?"

"Dirty things?"

The emperor was stunned, and then his expression became angry.

He actually knew what kind of person Chu Sanhuang was. Not only did he sleep with female spies, he also did a lot of things like robbing women and killing people.

But Chu Sanhuang was highly valued by some elders in the royal family, so he turned a blind eye to him in the past.

If the monk really hated evil, he might really kill people because Chu Sanhuang did something worse than an animal.

But the emperor was afraid that the reason behind the monk's killing might not be so simple.

"Oh, there are so many things, and none of them makes me worry."

The emperor hammered his head and felt like he was going to have a relapse.