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Chapter 340: Repairing the Tripod! The Emperor is old!

The director of the Imperial Observatory, who had already realized what his teacher was going to do, widened his eyes.

His eyes were full of pleading.

"Teacher...don't!"

But at this time, the old eunuch was dragging his frail body, passing a group of struggling officials, and slowly came to the front of the Dragon Cauldron.

I recall the glorious past when I and my fellow disciples were ordered by Emperor Taizu to create this tripod together with my teacher.

The old supervisor was sighing with emotion.

"What do you mean by eternal immortality and everlasting prosperity..."

"What is eternal in this world?"

Reaching out and gently stroking the vast mountains and rivers of the Great Yong Empire outlined on the huge dragon tripod in front of him, the old eunuch seemed to be touching the past, a long time ago, with his own hands.

Now, the sun and the moon rotate, the mountains and rivers change, and the people who once stood here and laughed and talked with me are no longer here.

Only faint and sparse memories remain of the past.

"If they didn't have this tripod, would they be able to live longer?"

"Yes... If it weren't for the construction of this tripod, which caused the backlash of their luck, with their cultivation, they shouldn't have died so early..."

The old supervisor, who was being possessed and infected by the red-gold dragon energy, suddenly had a series of chaotic thoughts in his mind.

Even the dim eyes looking at the national guardian dragon tripod in front of him could not help but be filled with a bit of hostility.

'How about... destroying it?'

"As long as we destroy it, it will be considered revenge for our former fellow disciples, right?"

In an instant, familiar faces that had long been hidden deep in his soul appeared before the old supervisor's eyes one after another.

Senior Brother Zhang’s honest and simple smile, Uncle Wu who always loves to tease the younger generation, the gentle and kind Senior Sister Li, and the playful and cute little Junior Sister.

There is also the junior brother who is always arrogant and wants to compete with God as soon as he opens his mouth.

Those figures whose faces and shapes had long been blurred are now so clear.

Until it finally solidified into the old face of the mentor, who seemed harsh but was actually very protective of his child.

'It's great that you haven't changed.'

"I am the only disciple who is getting old..."

The old eunuch was rubbing his skinny hands on the wall of the tripod, and soon he touched the area of ​​the Eight States that was already full of cracks.

As long as he exerted some force from his palm at this moment, the wall of the tripod in front of him, which was already on the verge of breaking, would burst open.

From now on, his sect will no longer be affected by the fortune, so as not to become as desolate as it is today!
Even with the return of luck, the once glorious Huangtian Wuji Sect will reappear in the world!
Correct!
That's it... break it...

Perhaps it was because he felt the magic power surging in the old eunuch's palm, the National Dragon Cauldron in front of him trembled slightly, and an urgent and joyful emotion surged and spread within it.

But the next moment, the old warden suddenly laughed.

"After all these years, you are still so naive."

"You actually bewitched me."

When he raised his head, the old supervisor, whose body was completely enveloped by the leaked red-gold dragon energy, seemed to look directly through the wall of the National Dragon Cauldron in front of him and into the cauldron.

His eyes were full of sarcasm and mockery.

This tripod is called the National Guarding Dragon Tripod.

It is actually the Dragon Suppressing Cauldron!

As the old eunuch finished speaking, an angry roar suddenly came from the Dragon Cauldron.

Then the originally calm cauldron began to vibrate violently.

It seemed as if something wanted to break out of the cauldron.

It’s a pity that the skinny hand pressing lightly on the wall of the tripod was like a mountain peak, suppressing it tightly.

Afterwards, even the red-gold aura that was dissipating in the hall was rapidly reversed as if time was flowing backwards and was sucked back into the cauldron.

"Shameless ant! Liar! Damn you!"

"When I break the ban in the future, I will teach you..."

Ding Zhong cursed angrily, but the old supervisor interrupted him calmly.

"Then let's wait until His Highness comes out..."

After saying this, he used the magic power in his skinny palm to induce vomiting, instantly blocking the roar completely.

After doing all this, the old supervisor did not retract his hand, but looked back at his disciple once again.

"Yang Ming."

Hearing the teacher's gentle call, the Imperial Observatory hurriedly responded.

"Teacher, the disciple is here!"

The old eunuch had dim eyes and a kind look.

"Focus and watch carefully."

This is the teacher's fixed sentence pattern every time he teaches, but this time the tone is no longer harsh.

The Imperial Observatory said "yes" almost instinctively.

After he reacted, a trace of painful struggle suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he begged almost in tears.

"Teacher! No! I don't want to learn anymore!"

"I don't want to learn this method! Please don't..."

But the old supervisor smiled and shook his head.

"Fool, fool, at your age, can't you understand the impermanence of life and death?"

"Won't it be a shame to act like a child if you behave like this?"

As he spoke, the old supervisor sighed softly.

"The sun rises and sets, people live and die, this is the truth of nature."

"My life has come to an end, and it is time for me to end it."

"I can use this body to mend a few things in this world..."

"This is what I wish for!"

He could not bear to see the sacrifices and hard work of his former fellow students and mentors go to waste and turn a blind eye.

Of course, the most important thing is, as he said before.

After today, cause and effect will end.

From then on, his Huangtian Wuji Sect no longer owed anything to the Dayong Ji family.

The words fell.

The old eunuch closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the blurriness in his eyes was gone.

The breath exhaled from the mouth also became majestic and powerful in an instant.

At the same time, the National Guardian Dragon Cauldron was vibrating and the broken and fallen copper fragments returned to the broken places on the cauldron wall one after another.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the tripod wall that was on the verge of breaking just a moment ago returned to its former intact appearance.

Although it is intact, the cracks densely covering the walls of the cauldron still exist.

At this time, the old supervisor, whose aura was as vast as the ocean, shouted again in a deep voice.

"Yangming! Watch me cast a spell!"

Seeing that his mentor had made up his mind and the situation was irreversible, the director of the Imperial Observatory burst into tears.

"Disciple! Obey my orders!"

A hint of relief flashed across the old supervisor's eyes, and then suddenly became cold.

"The sky has five names, each with its own appropriate title! The one who is respected and reigns supreme is called the Emperor of Heaven!"

"The earth has limits, but the sky has no limits!"

"The heaven and earth have missed something, and the great way cannot carry it! I should make up for it with this body!"

A deep shout.

The aura of the old eunuch, which had reached its peak, suddenly dropped rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Correspondingly, the cracks on the National Dragon Cauldron in front of them immediately burst into a dazzling and blazing light.

Everyone present could see that the cracks in the tripod wall were quickly healing and disappearing.

But at this moment, no one is happy, no one is joyful.

Because everyone knows what those cracks that are constantly healing are and the red lines on them.

That was the flesh, blood, and even the soul of their old warden!
As time passed, the cracks on the cauldron gradually disappeared.

The old supervisor, who previously had a majestic aura like the power of heaven, was now like a candle in the wind.

He was so weak that he looked like an ordinary dying old man in the world.

"Yangming, have you seen it clearly and remembered it?"

The old supervisor was smiling gently.

"Teacher, I have seen it clearly and I have taken note of it."

The director of the Imperial Observatory burst into tears.

"How about my Huangtian Secret Method?"

As soon as these words were spoken, before the Imperial Observatory could reply, a group of officials from the Imperial Observatory inside the main hall where the secret cabinet of the Imperial Observatory was located responded loudly.

“Almost avenue!”

Hearing this, the old supervisor laughed.

"good."

After saying this, he swept his eyes across the crowd, and finally fixed on his disciple again.

"In that case, I will leave."

As the National Dragon Cauldron was repaired, everyone was finally freed and stood up together.

The Imperial Observatory's figure who had just stood up staggered for a moment before appearing in front of the old eunuch.

"teacher……"

Seeing his disciple in such an embarrassed state, the old supervisor couldn't help but say something.

"Fool, idiot..."

"Yesterday, I saved you. If we are destined to save you tomorrow, you can save me in your turn..."

As soon as the words fell, just when the Imperial Observatory was about to say something, the old, hunched figure suddenly turned into a sky full of stars in front of everyone.

Finally it dissipated into the void above the hall.

The Imperial Observatory was stunned for a moment, and finally knelt on the ground.

"Disciple...farewell to the teacher!"

Tears streamed down his face and he kowtowed three times.

The group of astronomical officials behind him bowed to him with deep respect and deep admiration on their faces.

"The Imperial Observatory... Farewell to the old director!"

……

Shendu, Nangong, Zhaixing Tower. Ever since the bloody massacre on October 15, Emperor Taikang moved to this luxurious building where he could reach out to the stars to cultivate himself.

After a few days passed, thanks to the profound heritage accumulated by the Yong Ji family over two thousand years, the complexion of this supreme being on earth finally regained some of its normal color.

But if you look closely, you can see a few strands of gray in the once black hair.

At this moment, he was staring blankly in the distance.

That is the Imperial Observatory.

Suddenly, a sharp report was heard from outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, the former director of the Imperial Observatory comes to see you."

Emperor Taikang was silent for a moment, then he sighed.

"Xuan."

The heavy palace door opened.

An old figure walked into the hall slowly from outside.

If Emperor Taikang remembered correctly, this old eunuch looked like this when he was still a child.

It still looks like this today.

But unlike in the past, the sunlight coming in from outside the hall passed through the old eunuch's body and failed to leave any reflection for the old eunuch.

It even made the old figure appear a bit empty.

"Old minister, I have seen Your Majesty."

Seeing the old eunuch saluting him, Emperor Taikang, who was sitting high on the throne, had a flash of sadness in his eyes.

"Old Supervisor, are you leaving?"

He clearly came, but asked to leave.

The old supervisor smiled and nodded.

"Exactly."

"It's just that I'm worried that Your Majesty is worried, so I came to see Your Majesty before leaving."

Ding, it’s been repaired.

His arrival is the best proof.

Naturally, there is no need to worry anymore.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Taikang looked away and remained silent for a moment.

"All of your family members are loyal and good."

"My Ji clan owes you a lot."

The emperor has always been blameless and will never make mistakes.

Thunder, rain and dew are all your kindness.

It is even more impossible to owe others.

But Emperor Taikang now admitted that the Ji family owed them.

The old supervisor was stunned when he heard this.

Although at his age and level of cultivation, he was no longer moved, but he did feel a little relieved.

"Your Majesty is serious."

"If it weren't for the intervention of our great ancestor, our clan would have been destroyed long ago. How could it have been passed down to this day?"

That year, Emperor Taizu of Dayong saved his Huangtian Wuji Sect from the danger of survival.

Now they are the guardians of the Ji family, and almost all of them are dead.

It's like returning a favor.

There is no longer any question of whether one owes anything or not.

As the old supervisor was saying this, he continued with a touch of shame.

"It's just that I am incompetent, and this is all I can do."

"As for the rest...I beg your Majesty to forgive me."

The Dragon Cauldron that guards the country is just a concrete product of the world's fortune.

Although he used the old bones as a sacrifice to repair the tripod, he also sealed the old dragon again.

But if the root problem is not solved, it will erupt sooner or later.

By then, even if all his disciples were resurrected and sacrificed their own flesh and blood, they would not be able to repair the numerous holes.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Taikang fell silent again.

Of course he knew what the old supervisor said.

Repairing the tripod is only a temporary solution and cannot cure the root cause.

What is the root?

The fundamental reason is that those Huang Tian villains have caused chaos in the Eight States and cut off the fortune of those Eight States!
If those Huang Tian villains are not dealt with, the disaster will spread to other states and counties.

Then the world will be in danger!
The Yongji clan of Dayong is in danger!

"I know the old eunuch is doing his best."

Emperor Taikang spoke gently.

"I am not a foolish king. I will not blame or vent my anger on you."

The old eunuch heard this and bowed to thank him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your forgiveness."

As he said this, the old supervisor couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

From his perspective, Emperor Taikang was not as bad as rumored by outsiders.

If he were not in this world, he would be considered a wise ruler who would maintain the status quo.

It's a pity...it's time and fate--

Seeing that Emperor Taikang seemed a little bored, the old eunuch thought for a moment and then said goodbye.

"If your majesty has nothing else to do, I will go."

Hearing this, Emperor Taikang felt somewhat helpless and bitter, but he could only say.

"Rest in peace, old warden."

"The road ahead is uncertain. I hope you take care of yourself, old supervisor."

The Emperor speaks kindly and shows compassion.

The old supervisor also felt a little warm in his heart.

Subconsciously, he wanted to remind Emperor Taikang, but he stopped when the words came to his lips.

He is dead, but he still has disciples.

He had to leave a way out for his disciples.

If you completely dead end your path, there will be no way back once the situation changes in the future.

The thought suddenly turned to his mind, and a hint of guilt flashed across the old supervisor's eyes.

After all, this was also his fault for being too careless. He knew that the dragon clan was good at hiding, but he still accidentally let go of some considerable dragon energy.

By the time I reacted, it was too late.

"Perhaps this is fate..."

The sky is filled with murderous intent, destined that dragons and snakes will rise from the land.

The old eunuch sighed inwardly and bowed again.

"Your Majesty, please take care of your health."

"Then the old minister left."

But before leaving, Emperor Taikang suddenly said something.

"I remember... your sect was originally called Butian Pavilion?"

The old eunuch was stunned when he heard this, wondering why Emperor Taikang mentioned this.

Fortunately, Emperor Taikang quickly replied.

"This time, the old eunuch has done such a great deed. I don't know how to reward him. How about letting your family return to its ancestral name?"

The old supervisor heard this and finally thanked him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!"

Everyone in the world worships their ancestors.

But the name Butian was too taboo, so he had to change it.

But now Emperor Taikang ignored this taboo, saying it was a reward for merit, but it was a great favor to his family.

So after hesitating for a moment, the old supervisor finally gritted his teeth and said.

"If your majesty is interested, please pay more attention to Youzhou."

Youzhou?

Upon hearing this, Emperor Taikang's face changed.

I immediately realized that this old supervisor must have spied on something.

So he hurriedly said.

"Please tell me the truth, old warden!"

The old supervisor was sighing and speaking vaguely.

"If in the future... it can give the Ji family a chance to survive."

Anyone who reveals the secrets of heaven will be punished by heaven.

The old eunuch did not dare to say any more. As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of his remaining soul returned to the underworld and completely disappeared in front of Emperor Taikang.

Emperor Taikang was left alone in the hall, his face changing from gloomy to bright.

It was not until a while later that the panicked and frightened voices of the eunuchs were heard outside.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Observatory has sent someone to tell... to tell..."

"The old eunuch has passed away...passed away!"

and many more!

If the old eunuch has passed away, then who is the one who just went in?
Listening to the eunuch's incoherent tone, there was silence in the hall for a while, and finally a sigh was heard.

"understood."

"Let the Taichang Temple bury him with honors worthy of a prince."

The eunuch took the order and left in panic.

But they didn't know that their Majesty seemed to have aged a little at this moment.

He murmured absentmindedly.

"Has the destiny of my great Yong Ji clan...really come to an end?"

……

(End of this chapter)