At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

In the courtyard full of plum blossoms, Xiao Ruolin took off the things tied to the pigeon's feet and let it fly.

Ye Anshi walked over slowly and asked with a faint smile: "Have Xiao Se and the others written to you again?"

He has given up the name Wuxin and changed to his original name. This may be a transformation or a rebirth.

Xiao Ruolin nodded: "They have settled down in Xueyue City. Lei Wujie has become a disciple of the Sword Immortal, and my brother has also been accepted as a disciple by the Gun Immortal. Everything is fine."

Hearing that Xiao Se became a disciple of Sikong Changfeng, Ye Anshi was stunned.

"Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng? I thought it would be the Wine Immortal Baili Dongjun! I feel that if the two of them met, they would get along well."

Xiao Ruolin shook his head, "Since the two of them entered the city, I haven't seen Baili Dongjun. I'm afraid that the world-famous Wine Immortal has already gone to look for his wine."

Ye Anshi smiled, stepped forward and looked at Xiao Ruolin. After a while, he nodded thoughtfully.

Xiao Ruolin touched his face and frowned and asked, "Why are you staring at me? Is there something dirty on my face?"

Ye Anshi shook his head, "No, but sometimes I feel that you seem to know everything, and you seem to know nothing."

This is the feeling Xiao Ruolin gave him. During this period of time, Ye Anshi found that the other party was becoming more and more mysterious.

There are some things that even Tianwaitian has not yet found out, but Xiao Ruolin can blurt out the information, looking like he is in control of the situation.

If he hadn't been unable to find out what Xiao Ruolin was thinking, sometimes he would have been thinking.

Could the other party predict the future?

Ha!

As soon as this thought came to mind, Ye Anshi quickly shook his head to deny it.

Predicting the future or something...

This is too absurd!

The Taoists would pay the price of their lives at any time to get a glimpse of the secrets of heaven, so how could the other party easily know it?

"What do you mean?" Xiao Ruolin raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be looking forward to Ye Anshi's next words.

Whether he was reborn or reincarnated, even he himself didn't know.

Everything that happened to him had already overturned his previous cognition.

After a moment of silence, Ye Anshi said, "Xiao Ruolin! I always feel that you have a lot of secrets."

"It's better not to be curious about me. Be careful not to get involved and never turn over." Xiao Ruolin said silently.

Ye Anshi shook his head and laughed.

Indeed...

How can a young man who can't even be eavesdropped by the inner demon be a nobody? Perhaps even he can't bear the consequences of the secret.

Ye Anshi wore his white monk robe, looking calm and energetic.

Xiao Ruolin couldn't help but ask curiously: "Look at your dress, are you going to retreat?"

"It's time to go to Langyue Blessed Land." Ye Anshi slowly raised his head and held up a snowflake with his hand: "Now that the internal and external troubles have been eliminated, with the abilities of the two uncles, there will be no problems in the next few years. He has repeatedly tried to break through the free and easy realm, but all ended in failure. Perhaps only by meditating and retreating can he hope to enter the legendary realm."

When he first met Ye Anshi, the other party was only infinitely close to the free and easy realm, and his realm was completely below his.

Now four months have passed, and after digesting all the secrets of the Rakshasa Hall, he may have been on par with him.

"Monk, what is your current cultivation?" Xiao Ruolin asked directly.

"You are still far away!" Ye Anshi turned around, waved his left hand, and walked away.

At the same time, three days had passed since the day when the dragon pillars of Pingqing Palace collapsed.

Emperor Mingde sat alone in the imperial study, constantly reading memorials in his hands.

Destiny!

He is the emperor of the dynasty, but ask yourself, does he believe in destiny?

The true dragon son of Qingcheng Mountain, the double purple stars in Beili divined by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, and the strange phenomenon that fell from the sky when the Thirteenth Son was born.

All of them are interwoven together to form a vortex of countercurrent.

Emperor Mingde's heart is very confused, and he doesn't know what's wrong with him.

From the beginning, he felt that destiny cannot be violated or changed, and all destinies have long been destined to end.

But three days ago, the cracks on the two dragon pillars in Pingqing Palace made him feel scared.

Do you believe it or not?

If you believe it, why did he choose to save Little Thirteen when the Imperial Astronomical Observatory predicted it?

If he didn't believe it, why would he leave all the mess to Ruofeng?

Why would he send soldiers?

Staying at the foot of Mount Qingcheng, not letting the Taoist priests on the mountain go down?

"Is it possible that I... am really someone who covets the imperial power?" Emperor Mingde rubbed his brows in distress.

Jin Xuan, who was standing by, lowered his head and dared not make any sound.

Your Majesty! Why are you talking to yourself in front of Jin Xuan again?

Don't ask yourself any questions!

Jin Xuan couldn't help complaining in his heart. He liked to be by your Majesty's side before, so that he could figure out what your Majesty was thinking and do the most correct thing.

But now it's the opposite. Being by your Majesty's side every day makes him feel like sitting on pins and needles.

Emperor Mingde suddenly raised his head and looked at Jin Xuan with his eyes fixed.

"Jin Xuan, do you think I did something wrong?"

Jin Xuan, the eunuch, was startled and immediately knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty! Since Jin Xuan has been with Your Majesty since he was a child, don't ask Jin Xuan these questions. How dare Jin Xuan discuss Your Majesty's affairs!"

"Even if Your Majesty wants to chop off Jin Xuan's head, Jin Xuan dare not say anything wrong about Your Majesty!"

Jin Xuan can be said to have done his best. He still understands the principle that accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger.

He has never forgotten that the emperor seems to be making trouble with you, but in fact he is attacking you from the side.

If you don't answer well, you may be calculated by the emperor in the future and die without knowing how.

Although Jin Xuan is a little arrogant, he thinks that he is the smartest among the five supervisors.

But the more he stays with Emperor Mingde, the more he knows how terrible His Majesty is.

Jin Xuan doesn't want to resist and dares not to resist. As long as Emperor Mingde is still alive, he dare not have any second thoughts.

Otherwise, he will be dealt with by His Majesty without anyone noticing, just like the old guy in the imperial mausoleum.

"Jin Xuan, one of the five great eunuchs of Tianqi, where did his former majesty go? When did he become so timid?" Emperor Mingde snorted coldly.

Facing the anger of His Majesty, Jin Xuan had a hard time speaking.

First of all, let's not talk about the vague question raised by His Majesty, whether it was before or now.

When has he ever been tough in front of His Majesty?

Majesty? That absolutely does not exist!

Who dares to show majesty in front of you is tantamount to seeking death.

Except for the little prince, who dares to touch your royal face?

"You!" Emperor Mingde's eyes fell, and he sighed and said, "Even you dare not tell me the truth?"

Jin Xuan was slightly stunned. His Majesty's trace of emotion was definitely not fake.

Thinking of the things that happened to His Majesty, Jin Xuan was speechless for a while, and hesitated for a long time before speaking: "Which aspect are you talking about?"

Emperor Mingde slowly said: "All..."

All?

Is it referring to the Langya Prince's treason case, or the handling of the little prince?

Jin Xuan hesitated for a moment and replied: "Jin Xuan believes that your Majesty's handling method is somewhat inappropriate."

"Do you mean that I am really wrong?" Emperor Mingde narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes." Jin Xuan replied, stroking his chin.

Then he was stunned for a moment, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Bad! Why did he start to speculate on the emperor's intentions again!

Sure enough, not long after Jin Xuan answered, he heard the cold and majestic voice of Emperor Mingde.

"Jin Xuan, Jin Xuan..."

"You are so brave!"