[It is detected that the host kills the son of Heavenly Dao "Ning Yongnian"]
[The host has robbed all its luck, and the reward system points are 700]
[It has been detected that the host has no connection with the "Dao of Heaven" in this world and cannot enjoy the luck bonus. The luck of "Yellow Dragon" will now be distributed in the form of special magical powers]
[Congratulations to the host for mastering the special magical power "Long Lock"]
[Long Lock: A special magical power that can create a luck barrier to restrict the actions of warriors below the third level. Its effect and scope depend on the user's level. 】
"..."
When the system prompt sounded in his mind, Wei Changtian's expression did not change at all.
He just stood silently in the wind and snow, letting the snowflakes fall on him.
Blood slipped from the blade of the leaking shadow, dripped along the tip of the knife to the feet, and finally soaked into the earth.
Looking at the small group of black mist attached to the forehead of the corpse, Wei Changtian knew that it was most likely Ning Yongnian's soul.
After getting the "Soul Eater", he can see this thing between the eyebrows of the deceased.
And as long as Wei Changtian chooses to absorb this black mist now, his cultivation level will probably increase a lot.
After all, this is the death of a second-grade master.
but......
Soul Eater was not activated, and there was no action.
Wei Changtian just stood motionless, watching the black mist leave his eyebrows little by little, and then hover half a foot above the body.
Obviously, no one else but him could see such a scene.
And Wei Changtian also knew that this wisp of dead soul was not the same thing as the remnant soul in Xuantian Sword.
The latter has intelligence and memory.
But the former has nothing, it's just a ray of spirit that entrusts part of the deceased's cultivation.
It's like the demon spirit elixir left behind after the death of a demon beast.
Thinking about it this way, it would not be a big deal even if Wei Changtian absorbed Ning Yongnian's soul. At least it would not be considered "cannibalism".
But even so, he still didn't want to do it.
The reason may be just to give the emperor his final dignity...
Cangshan is covered with snow, and the sky is brightly lit to the south.
The contrast between the anger of the past and the devastation now falling on Ning Yongnian's shoulders is as stark as the blood in the snow.
"call!"
The small cloud of black mist suddenly rose up, first circled around the bloody corpse, and then flew high into the air.
Suddenly, it paused for a moment as if it was nostalgic, as if a traveler before leaving was looking back at his homeland and the mountains and rivers as before.
The snow that had been falling all night suddenly stopped at this moment, and the night sky suddenly became clear.
"..."
"I may still be able to reign for fifty years! In these fifty years, I will lead our Daning soldiers to sweep across Liuhe and conquer the eight wastelands!"
"Yu'er, I wonder if you still recognize me as your father?"
"Fellow folks from Yuanzhou City, I'm sorry for you."
"Lao Li, where do you think I went wrong?"
"Master Wei, please, we must protect Daning..."
"..."
A small cloud of black mist swayed several times and stayed in the night sky for a long, long time.
But as if there was an invisible force pulling it, it climbed higher and higher under Wei Changtian's gaze.
In the end, it was no longer able to resist that force, so it flew towards the bright moon erratically...
the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.
Right or wrong, success or failure turns to nothing.
Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.
The white-haired fisherman on the Nagisa River is used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze.
Happy reunion over a pot of turbid wine.
Many things in ancient and modern times are all discussed in a joke.
...
...
...
One month later.
Dashu, Chengjian Mansion.
Chengjian Mansion is located in the southeastern area of the original Dafeng, but now it has become the territory of "Da Shu".
Although Wei Changtian killed Ning Yongnian, he did not break his previous promise of "three-thirds of the world" and still divided the sixty states between Feng and Ning according to the ratio of "thirty-five, fifteen, ten".
Thirty-five northern states were returned to Ning Wenjun, and the country's name remained "Da Ning".
Fifteen states in the southeast were returned to Ning Yuke, who changed from "king" to "emperor". The Kingdom of Shu officially became independent from Daning, and the country was named "Great Shu".
The ten southwest states were returned to Xu Suisui. She used Li Qi to quickly win over the people of these ten states, and then established a new dynasty on her own, with the name "Xinfeng".
From the original Daning and Dafeng to the current Daning, Dashu and Xinfeng.
From dividing the world equally to standing on three pillars.
The change happened so fast, but it seemed natural.
After all, after Ning Yongnian's death, no one can compete with the Wei family. In addition, with the current foreign enemies, everyone knows that what the two countries need most now is peace.
Therefore, all the chaos seemed to come to an abrupt end overnight, and the long-lost peaceful days finally arrived before the iron heel of the Four-Nation Allied Forces.
Of course.
Although there is no longer a war, the dramatic changes in the situation still leave the people of the two countries with an indescribable feeling.
People in Daning are better off, after all, Daning is not dead no matter what.
But for Dafeng people... "Xinfeng" still has one more word "xin" than "Feng" after all.
In the end, Dafeng still perished.
Even Li Qi disappeared after the establishment of the new Feng court.
No one knows where he went or whether he lived or died.
Xu Suisui, who had become the new empress, did not give an answer, but told Qin Zhengqiu that she used Li Qi to return a favor.
Since it was a return of favor, the target was most likely Wei Changtian who did not "kill the killer" in Lingbo Pavilion.
As for what Wei Changtian wants Li Qi to do...
...
Chengjian City, Jishi Hall.
As a century-old medical clinic, Jishitang has an excellent reputation throughout Chengjian Mansion.
Not only do the doctors among them have superb medical skills, but it is also very cheap to consult a doctor and get medicine. If the patient's family is really poor, not only will they not charge for it, they will even secretly add a few coins to the medicine bag.
Just like the name of Jishitang, the hanging pot helps the world.
"Three qian of turmeric, two qian of mulberry branches, three qian of licorice, one qian of angelica..."
"Take the medicine and remember to decoct it once in the morning and evening every day. If you still feel bad after five days, take the medicine again..."
"The shopkeeper has given you instructions. If you don't have enough money, you can use credit. It doesn't matter..."
"..."
It was noon at this time, people were coming and going in Jishi Hall, and all kinds of shouts could be heard.
In a small room in the backyard, a white-haired old man was sitting opposite a masked woman.
"Girl, I don't care about male or female when I recruit a disciple, nor does I care about your life experience."
"I only want to ask you one thing, and you must answer it truthfully."
Looking at the persistent look in the woman's eyes opposite him, the old man asked softly:
"I see that the girl is not young anymore, and she seems to come from a wealthy family."
"Ordinary women should find a family to marry at this time, but I don't know why the girl wants to study medicine?"
"..."
The faint smell of herbs filled the small room and penetrated into the nose like a gossamer.
The masked woman was stunned for a moment, then slowly and quietly replied:
"I have been ashamed of someone before."
"This is a huge shame. I don't know how to repay him, so I just want to accumulate some merit for him."
"Every time he kills someone, I will save another person. If this life is not over, then there will be another life. If there is still no end in the next life, then there will be life after life."
"This is why I want to study medicine..."
"..."
The white beard swayed slightly, and the old man's hand that was about to pour tea stopped in mid-air.
He had heard countless reasons for studying medicine in his life, but never this one.
"he......"
After hesitating for a moment, the old man asked slowly: "How many people have you killed?"
"I have no idea."
The woman shook her head: "But there should be many, many."
"Is it?"
The old man's eyes did not change. He was about to say something more, but suddenly there was a noise outside the house.
To be precise, someone seemed to be shouting something loudly on the street outside Jishi Hall.
Both of them did not speak for the time being, but carefully distinguished the voice until the latter became more and more clearly audible.
"Dafeng is not dead!!"
"Folks!! Dafeng is not dead!!!"
"Master Wei took the emperor to Jianchang Mansion!! The emperor was allowed to restore the throne in Jianchang Mansion!!!"
"Woooo! Our Dafeng is not dead!!!"
"..."
The shouts, which were so exciting that they couldn't control themselves, came from far to near, and then from near to far, and soon disappeared from the ears of the two of them, leaving only countless equally excited discussions outside the house.
The old man slowly opened his eyes, and it was obvious that he was still very surprised by such news.
After a while, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the woman opposite again, only to realize that the latter had burst into tears at some point.
"Girl, you..."
When the words of relief were on his lips, he could not leave his mouth. The old man suddenly froze as if he understood something, and asked softly after a long time: