The long-lost feeling of drowsiness came over him. Gu Cheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the slightly crude patterns on the roof, showing joy.
The Unity of Nine Cauldrons was the last attempt before time travel, and the mastermind behind the scenes had indeed done something to hide the skull in it.
Without the battle behind the Pangu Ax counterattack, the integration of the Nine Cauldrons would be a very stupid act, because it can activate the skull and directly destroy the Qiankun Cauldron from the inside, causing the Nine Cauldrons to shatter again. Not only will the success be defeated, but the vitality will be severely damaged.
But after a battle broke out in the sarcophagus on the isolated island and the mastermind behind the scenes was injured, the Jiuding reunited and seized a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Instead, the skull was held by Gu Cheng.
As a result, the Qiankun Cauldron was officially restored and became a key link in delaying the battle. Gu Cheng, holding the skull, was still in the passage and caught up with the spirit of the mastermind behind the scenes. The two sides fought fiercely several times and successfully wounded him severely.
But Gu Cheng also felt uncomfortable.
Crossing the trajectory of destiny is an unprecedented bold attempt. Unless you have the strength to transcend the realm, even the Hunyuan Dao Ancestor cannot withstand the extreme energy erosion.
In such an environment, if a battle breaks out, even if you win, you will inevitably inflict one thousand injuries on the enemy and eight hundred losses on yourself.
Even with the Hunyuan body, when the battle ended, Gu Cheng was still exhausted and injured. He knew that it was impossible to travel to the optimal time, so he could only settle for the second best, just to avoid the worst.
When he officially crossed into the node of destiny, not only was the ancestral witch's remains shattered immediately, but a huge impact came, and he felt the terrifying crisis of falling.
At that time, self-preservation was the top priority, so I could only follow what the small world had done and go to the human capital...
Until now I wake up.
From the time when Dayu established the Xia Dynasty after he controlled the floods, to when King Wu succeeded in defeating Zhou, it took two dynasties and a thousand years.
What year is this eve?
Gu Cheng straightened up and glanced around, knowing that he must be in the royal residence.
Although the architectural style here is much rougher than that of the Qin and Han dynasties or even the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, it remains true to its origins. The kind of patterns and carvings are definitely not something that ordinary people or officials can have in their homes.
In particular, the large cauldron in the center of the house has a bit of the charm of the Nine Cauldrons of the Universe. In all likelihood, the craftsmen who cast this cauldron had seen the Nine Cauldrons with their own eyes and could have such attainments.
Is this a time travel to a certain prince again?
It is also strange that the princes and emperors of the small world traveled through the past because of the dragon spirit. This is another Hongmeng world in the trajectory of destiny. Why can it also take its place?
Gu Cheng was suspicious and subconsciously wanted to use his soul to scan the entire capital, but he frowned sharply.
His condition is very bad.
It is not the kind of weakness in the demon world where there is no body and the soul is injured, but a kind of limitation.
The Hunyuan Dao realm is still there, but there seems to be a force in the entire world, targeting him at all times, suppressing the operation of the original power.
"Is it because of the way to the end?"
As soon as Gu Cheng's thoughts changed, he knew the reason.
It is the pot of the end.
This era is the time when the heavens are at their peak, and there is no sign of the end of the Dharma, let alone the end.
If this is the end of the Three Thousand Dao, it is really my younger brother. I am afraid that the current world will regard him as a terrorist and target him.
"The origins are finally combined into one, and the difficulty is even more difficult than imagined!"
Gu Cheng gave up using his original power and only relied on his true energy to explore. He found that the surroundings of the house were a little deserted, and there were no servants on both sides of the couch. Judging from the quietness, he was probably being treated coldly.
At this moment, two women walked into the hall, one holding a jade cong with millet porridge in it, and the other holding a silk scarf. Obviously, the former was for feeding and the latter was for wiping.
"His Royal Highness King Shou?"
But when they saw Gu Cheng sitting on the couch close to the floor, they first showed disbelief, and then shouted out of control: "His Royal Highness King Shou is awake! His Royal Highness King Shou is awake!"
"It seems that I will be sleeping for a long time."
Seeing one of the maids running out to call for someone, Gu Cheng waved to the other: "What year is it now?"
The woman's brows showed genuine joy, she looked at Gu Cheng steadily, her eyes filled with tears, and then she fell down and said, "I don't know who I am!"
Gu Cheng was a little helpless.
Indeed, it is very inconvenient to record the years in an era without era names.
Fortunately, there are other ways: "Gu's mind is unclear and in chaos now. Can you help Gu recall what happened?"
The woman was startled, but still lowered her head and said: "His Royal Highness Shou Wang is named Shoude, and he is the youngest son of His Majesty. During the wedding seven years ago, he was attacked and injured by a stranger from Dongyi, and he fell into a deep sleep..."
Receive virtue?
Gu Cheng's heart was moved and he asked again: "In the past seven years, has no doctor been able to cure Gu's injury?"
The woman only felt that although the tone of His Highness in front of her was indifferent, his majesty was deeper than any royal family she had ever seen before, so she quickly replied: "I heard that the Grand Master has recruited many strange people to serve as King Longevity.
His Highness was treated, and he was able to wake up. The Grand Master did his best, and he was blessed by Saint Ancestor Chengtang."
Gu Cheng raised his brows slightly, looked at her and said, "You talk well and are not an ordinary maid. What is your name? Get up and answer!"
The woman's body trembled slightly, but she didn't want to get up. She just raised her slender neck, revealing a dignified and beautiful face with jade-like skin. A light blush appeared on her cheeks: "I am Jiang, your Highness. Your Highness
of……"
"It turns out to be Madam."
Gu Cheng smiled slightly and helped her up.
Speaking of the name Shoude, many people may find it unfamiliar. In fact, this is the real name of King Zhou of Shang in history. Another familiar name is Zixin, which is a sacrificial name.
The Shang Dynasty was a country that placed great emphasis on sacrifices. Its ruling class, that is, the royal family and slave owners, used sacrifices and divination to determine good or bad fortunes in almost all matters, big or small.
Therefore, the name Zixin is only used on very formal occasions and during sacrifices, and is not used normally.
As for the woman in front of me, she is the current princess and future queen, Jiang.
She is the legitimate daughter of Dongbohou Jiang Huanchu. Jiang Huanchu is not only one of the four great princes, but also the head of the eight hundred princes in the world. Seven years ago, she was married to Emperor Yi's third son, King Shou, and was promised to be the first wife. Unexpectedly, the color of the sky and the earth changed on the day of the wedding.
There was no light from the sun and the moon, and when calm was restored, King Shou was already unconscious.
Since the Shang Dynasty had just conquered Dongyi at that time, they placed the blame on Dongyi.
Emperor Yi was furious, searched for the murderer, looked for strange people, and cured King Shou, but was unable to do anything until Gu Cheng regained consciousness.
The same goes for long-term illness without a filial son. Seven years is enough time for people to forget the existence of this longevity king, and Mrs. Jiang can still voluntarily stay and serve. It is true that a friend in need is a friend indeed.
Mrs. Jiang got over her head and stood up with a red face. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the announcement from the servant outside: