The squeaking sound of the door opening broke the silence of the night sky.
In the simple and solemn palace, a simple door was slowly opened, and a slender hand stretched out from behind the door.
This hand is as pale as porcelain carefully fired in an imperial kiln, and blue-black blood vessels can be clearly seen on it.
The owner of the hand slowly walked out from behind the door and walked under the moonlight.
The pale skin like that hand cast a halo under the moonlight, making him look less like a real person.
The man's somewhat dazed eyes stared at the moonlight not far away, and the coldness of the moonlight gradually filled his eyes.
His jet-black hair reaches to his ankles, like a flowing waterfall, without any restraint.
On his forehead, a drop-shaped sapphire was shining with a dark light.
The man stood under the moonlight for a while, but some people came one after another behind him.
These people stood quietly in the dark corner, even breathing subconsciously, for fear of disturbing the people under the moonlight.
Not long after, a burst of chaotic footsteps came, disrupting the peace of the space.
The attendants waiting behind this man subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, finally waiting for someone who could make the decision.
The person who came was a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe.
His proud face looked like he was only forty years old, but looking at his bone age, it was clear that he had passed the age of knowing his destiny.
He looked at the cold figure in front of him, and a majestic and magnetic voice came out of his mouth, "National Master, long time no see."
Chang Li slowly turned around and nodded to him, "Long time no see, Your Majesty."
The emperor took two more steps forward and said while stroking his well-maintained beard, "More than twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.
I am already old, but the imperial master has not changed at all.
It is really admirable."
Chang Li moved his eyes away and looked at the bright moon again.
A cold voice sounded under the moonlight, as if a man from heaven was singing, "Your Majesty is sitting in the world.
He can determine the life and death of thousands of people with one word, and he will definitely leave his name in the future."
For all eternity, what can I admire about a country road like this?"
There was some slight contempt in the seemingly respectful words.
When the emperor heard this, he couldn't help but feel angry.
It doesn't matter if he has the world.
A hundred years later, these will still be passed on to others.
It doesn't matter if tens of thousands of people will live or die.
There are also many constraints, so what is there to admire?
Isn’t immortality even more worthy of admiration?
Throughout the ages, many emperors and generals have been unable to seek immortality from each other.
However, such a living example appeared in front of him, but he could only look at it and not have any delusional thoughts about him.
This feeling of having a treasure mountain that is empty and inaccessible is too much.
It's frustrating.
The emperor's eyes were as complicated as a disturbed pond, with deep greed hidden in the turbidity, but he couldn't do it.
They couldn't provoke this person, they could only provide for him properly.
He gently flicked his sleeves, as if to shake off the depression in his heart, "The Imperial Master has an order for me to leave the country this time, and I will definitely act on it."
Chang Li tapped the wind chime in front of the palace with his pale finger, "Indeed."
The cold voice mixed with the crisp jingle sounded under the soft moonlight, which shocked the emperor's heart.
Linxian Palace has been established since the founding of Da Chu, and every leader of Linxian Palace was appointed as a national preceptor by the emperor of Da Chu.
The opinion of this national master is very important in Dachu.
In fact, it is not only important, but every emperor obeys the orders of the imperial master.
In fact, they had no choice but to obey.
Outsiders only knew that the Imperial Preceptor lived in Linxian Palace all year round and no outsiders were seen.
Each Imperial Preceptor would identify the next Imperial Preceptor before his death.
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However, the royal family of Da Chu knew that the Imperial Preceptor would follow There has been no change, it has always been the same person.
How could Da Chu not provide for such a land-god-like figure?
Every time the national master issued an order, the emperor of Chu would devote all his efforts to complete it.
For example, thirty years ago, when the current emperor was still the crown prince, the Imperial Preceptor ordered the people in the southwest of Yongzhou to leave their homes thousands of miles away.
At that time, this order aroused opposition from both the government and the public, but the Imperial Preceptor insisted on having his own way, and the Emperor had no choice but to do so.
In addition, he can only implement the orders of the National Preceptor.
Sure enough, three days after evacuating that place, an earthquake occurred in the southwest of Yongzhou.
The earthquake was so powerful that it was rare to see it in a hundred years.
The heavy losses caused by this earthquake are rare in recent years.
Fortunately, the casualties were minimal, and the preservation of a large number of young and strong laborers allowed Yongzhou to quickly recover its vitality.
Therefore, even though every emperor coveted the master's longevity skills, they did not dare to act rashly.
In fact, every time the emperor wanted to take action against the master, he would receive a celestial warning, and during that period, the emperor's throne was also shaken.
In recent times, the majesties have simply enshrined the imperial master at a high level and would not go to Linxian Hall unless necessary.
The last time this emperor met the Imperial Preceptor was when he was enthroned.
After the ceremony, the Imperial Preceptor sealed off Linxian Hall and never saw outsiders again.
Even the meals sent to Linxian Hall were not eaten.
As time went by, even the emperor began to doubt whether the Imperial Master was still in Linxian Palace.
More than twenty years passed in the blink of an eye, and the emperor paid less and less attention to Linxian Palace.
When he was about to completely forget about this place, he listened to reports and Linxian Palace was opened.
The emperor was woken up in his sleep, but he suppressed his annoyance and rushed to Linxian Palace.
Now that the imperial master had given another order, the emperor immediately calmed down and looked at no one.
The chief chamberlain around him knew the meaning and left the place with a group of chamberlains.
It wasn't until the chaotic footsteps in front of the palace completely disappeared that Chang Li turned around.
He looked at His Majesty the Emperor calmly, and said in a cold voice with a hint of erraticness, "The girl of destiny has arrived, and whoever wins her will win the world. " The emperor was shocked, "What do you mean?"
Chang Li said seriously, "That's exactly what I said.
Feng Nu is descending from heaven, so please make preparations in advance."
The emperor suppressed the shock in his heart, but his brows were furrowed, "Whoever wins the Phoenix Girl, the Master of the World, is definitely not joking.
The country of Chu is stable and the people live and work in peace and contentment.
Why would God issue such a warning?"
Chang Li shook his head, "The wolf tribe in the north is getting stronger day by day, the barbarians in the south are unwilling to be subordinated, the barbarians in the west are tending to unify, and the foreign tribes in the northeast have long been disobedient.
Your Majesty also believes that the country will be forever solid."
When the emperor heard the meaning of Chang Li's words, he was shocked.
Da Chu has been in peace for a long time.
He took over the country from the late emperor.
Even though he encountered many troubles, he never thought that Da Chu was in danger.
But When he heard the meaning of Changli's words today, he immediately thought Up, there are many powerful enemies ambushing around Da Chu.
These surrendered neighbors who have been beaten for generations since the founding of the country have also become stronger over time, and the foreign races with powerful power will watch helplessly.
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