Outside the Jinluan Palace, it started raining heavily at some point, and a zigzag lightning flashed in the sky.
What followed was a dull sound of thunder, which seemed to be echoing Shentu Xiangzhi, shouting for him and cheering him on.
Emperor Lan's body tensed up and he leaned back involuntarily, tightly touching the wide dragon chair.
At this moment, it was as if countless volcanoes were erupting in his heart at the same time, and the boundless shock made it impossible for him to maintain his dignified posture.
"You...do you know what you are talking about?"
Emperor Lan's voice no longer had the weight and oppression of the past, but instead contained an indescribable trembling and fear.
Shentu Xiangzhi remained silent.
Bolts of lightning flashed, and large shadows shrouded his face uncertainly, looking a little eerie and terrifying.
"After countless years of development in the Central Territory, the inherent practice model has made the practice world like a pool of stagnant water without vitality.
Although the quantity has been growing, there has been no qualitative change.
If we want to rejuvenate this stagnant water and have vitality, we need to carry out certain changes.
Eight thousand years ago, the Eastern Territory was the first to undergo changes, so today's Eastern Territory has undergone earth-shaking changes.
I think the group of people at the top of the cultivators in the Central Region must have seen this early on.
Perhaps it was precisely because of the stimulation from the Eastern Region, a thousand years ago, in a place unknown to us.
The top practitioners in the Central Territory have reached a consensus to carry out changes in the Central Territory similar to those in the Eastern Territory.
But if this change is not controlled, those at the top will kill the change if they act at will.
Perhaps because of this, since then, all the True Lords of the Central Realm's Yuanshen have faded out of the world's sight.
They spread various cultivation techniques, some of which come from outside the region, and some may just be some kind of deduction made by a powerful person.
These all kinds of strange cultivation techniques are scattered across the Central Realm like fishing bait.
Countless people have been caught by the bait, and it is delicious until the bait is pulled up.
Inducing countless people to research, learn, and improve...
As a result, countless new schools of fishing baits were born.
And they look down on all living beings like gods.
If the entire Central Region is compared to a dining table, these emerging schools are like some newly minted chefs.
They make dishes one after another and serve them on the table. Some are very delicious, some are very unique, and of course some are useless.
Because they are newcomers, their thoughts are unfettered and unconstrained, and their countless novel inspirations make the dishes they make full of different characteristics.
In this way, new dishes are constantly being put on the table, good, bad, delicious, interesting...the list goes on and on.
True Monarch Yuanshen is like a picky gourmet, they watch with cold eyes and taste carefully.
They don't get involved, but they keep an eye on it, picking out the delicious and distinctive ones, and discarding the rest.
In this process, the chef has no room to speak.
If one day they want to express dissatisfaction with these picky guests, then they don't mind changing chefs.
If all the chefs are dissatisfied, they will overturn the tables, break them up, rearrange new tables, and look for new chefs.
This process is like a circle, endless and starting over and over again.”
Emperor Lan was trembling, boundless fear filling every corner of his heart.
He raised his head in confusion, as if he wanted to see the overlooker hidden in the clouds through the Golden Palace.
"Is this... is this true???"
Lan Huang's voice was hoarse and dry, revealing exhaustion and despair.
If you find that you and your ancestors have been working hard for generations and working hard to overturn the mountain above your head.
But the truth is that all efforts are planned by others, and all actions are guided by others.
All efforts are meaningless, and maybe, like him, you will become decadent and desperate!
Shentu Xiangzhi was silent for a moment before speaking again:
"How can such a thing be confirmed? It was the records and improvements of generations of demon-suppressing guards that finally led to such a guess."
Emperor Lan walked to the door of Jinluan Palace.
In the dark clouds that filled the sky, streaks of thunder and lightning shone with blue and white light, looking at the patter of rain outside the temple.
"What does all this have to do with Zhang Ke?"
Shentu Xiangzhi's words greatly impacted Emperor Lan's mind.
After all, he was an emperor, and it didn't take long for him to struggle out of decadence and despair.
Suddenly he remembered that the original intention of today's conversation was about Zhang Ke, so he asked.
Shentu Xiangzhi said slowly:
"I have a guess!
The reason why there are no monks who have surpassed the Golden Core Realm among the various emerging sects in the Central Region is probably because they are bound by the fate of the country."
Emperor Lan suddenly became interested.
"Oh? What do you mean by this?"
"National luck is actually a type of luck, and it has a certain dimension.
Today, among the seven most powerful countries in the Central Region, the top practitioners of the emerging sects are equivalent to the pinnacle of the Golden Core Realm.
Except for the lifespan limit of only two hundred years, other magical powers are no different from those of traditional practitioners, and are even more powerful.
If the current Seven Kingdoms were compared to wooden barrels.
National luck is water in a bucket. It is limited by the bucket. It can only hold so much water in a bucket.
But if the seven buckets are disassembled and reassembled into a larger bucket, then he can hold more water.
If you want to break through this shackles, there is only one way."
Emperor Lan's heart was suddenly grasped, and he was vaguely aware of the meaning of Shen Tuxiang's words.
Sure enough, just listen to Shentu Xiangzhi continue:
"Seven Kingdoms Unified!"
Suddenly, a dazzling giant lightning flashed outside the palace, illuminating the inside and outside of the palace in bright white!
"Boom--!"
Immediately afterwards, there was a series of overwhelming thunder.
Emperor Lan's heart was shaking, and the blood all over his body was boiling. The hot blood rushed into his head instantly, and the hot blood made his mind feel dizzy.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He wanted to scream and use all his strength to express all the depression in his chest.
He wanted to roar and roll around in joy at all costs, otherwise it would be impossible to calm down the surging emotions in his heart.
"Hoo-ho-ho-!!!"
Lan Huang gasped, clenched his hands tightly, and his fingertips pierced his palms, but he still didn't notice.
He shouted sternly: "Is this true???"
Shentu Xiangzhi shook his head and said:
"There has never been any precedent before, so how can we know whether it is true or not.
Things in the world become vivid and interesting just because they are unknown, right?"
Emperor Lan opened his mouth and praised: "Well said!"
Shentu Xiangzhi opened his mouth and said:
"If this speculation is true, then the emerging sect will definitely produce the True Lord of Yuanshen.
And your Majesty, you may be able to break through the shackles of today.
My lifespan has been increased, even if I can't live for three thousand years like the True Monarch Yuanshen, I can still live a thousand years."
Lan Huang suddenly straightened his body and said loudly:
"No, I don't want to be a thousand years old.
I want to be three thousand years old! I want to be five thousand years old!
I want ten thousand lives! I want ten thousand lives!
I want to live a long life without borders, and my life span will be as long as the sky!"
He shouted loudly, as if he was venting the resentment in his heart, and also seemed to be declaring his deepest desire to the world.
"Boom--!"
His words seemed to arouse the wrath of heaven and earth, and the sound of muffled thunder continued, seeming to be questioning, but also seeming to be catering.
Shentu Xiangzhi looked at Emperor Lan who was filled with anger and roaring with his head held high.
His heart and energy couldn't help but be taken away by it, and he turned over and fell to the ground.
"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"
A series of muffled thunders sounded across the sky.
The two of them stood and bowed, and after a long time, they returned to normal.
Emperor Lan asked:
"How does this relate to Zhang Ke?"
At this moment, his voice became hard and decisive, seeming to break the barriers in his heart.
Shentu Xiangzhi explained:
"If we want to unify the seven countries, then our country must defeat all the other six countries.
To do this, you must have sufficient knowledge of other countries' intelligence.
Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win!
Zhang Ke’s ‘Sky Eye Formation’ has powerful intelligence gathering capabilities.
If we can master it and improve it further.
Then one day in the future, when the war between the Seven Kingdoms comes, we can use this to gain a great opportunity to win.
Therefore, I would like to ask Your Majesty whether you should attack Zhang Ke or not!"
Only then did Emperor Lan suddenly understand why Shen Tuxiang had to say so much in advance.
But dealing with Zhang Ke is not easy.
Bai Kun's previous narration had a great impact on Emperor Lan's heart. To be honest, Emperor Lan was extremely afraid of Zhang Ke at the moment.
"Uh! If we really attack Zhang Ke, how can we do it safely? This person must be killed with one blow.
But if this is the case, wouldn’t the ‘Sky Eye Formation’ still be impossible to obtain?”
Shentu Xiangzhi nodded and said:
"Your Majesty, do you still remember Zhang Ke's purpose of coming to the Central Territory?"
Emperor Lan narrowed his eyes: "You mean Tushan?"
"Exactly!"
Shentu Xiang first affirmed, and then said:
"Tu Shan actually has a very close relationship with Chen."
When Bai Kun took out the portrait of Tu Shan today, many people actually saw that something was wrong with Shen Tu Xiangzhi's expression.
But out of trust, Emperor Lan did not ask directly at that time, but waited for Shentu Xiangzhi's explanation.
"Tushan is actually just his pseudonym, his real name is Shentu Youshan."