Eternal Life: The Emperor Has Gone Mad

Peace returned to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion once again.

As the illusory river disappeared, the formation that sealed the sky and locked the earth also faded.

"Your Majesty, is this a dream?"

Yu Qinghun murmured to himself.

Li Yannian put the Xuanxin ink blood entangled with worm threads into his sleeve robe, and then turned his head to look at the ups and downs of the country's fortunes.

Without the control of the crystal dragon, the purple smoke began to become thinner.

Li Yannian touched lightly with his fingertips.

Ding!

Humanity and national destiny resonate with each other.

His body turned into nothingness, and Li Yannian felt his consciousness rise instantly.

He tried to open his eyes, and suddenly the wind and clouds in the sky changed. Countless creatures looked up and saw the vast boundless clouds gathering, and they slowly formed a circle, as if a divine eye opened in the sky.

"Am I melting into the sky?"

"This is Daxia's territory!"

Li Yannian looked down at the earth,

I saw only cities and villages dotted on this undulating land of yellow and green.

Countless purple energy slowly rose from these human gathering places.

Is this the source of national destiny?

Li Yannian adjusted his sight. He focused on a small town. He saw that the thickness and intensity of each purple qi were different. The quality of the national destiny provided by the rich and strong was much higher than that of the poor and weak, but the quantity But far from it.

Every town and every village is a node, and countless purple energies are connected to each other based on these nodes. They form a big network that covers the entire Great Xia.

At the very center of this big network is Luo Jing.

"This is the destiny of the country!"

Li Yannian felt something in his heart.

As the Lord of Humanity, he compared the differences between humanity and national destiny.

The power of humanity is more "original". It is the will of all living beings forcibly condensed by oneself, and it is an unstoppable general trend where all rivers flow back.

The national destiny is different. It is more "fine". It is managed vertically and horizontally, and it is connected flatly. It relies on the laws and rituals of the dynasty, and is orderly, strict and regular.

Unlike the Way of Humanity, which can only be used by oneself, as long as the national destiny conforms to the laws and regulations of the dynasty, it can be used by anyone with the permission of the emperor.

"But Daxia still lacks one thing to calm down luck."

A series of realizations flashed through Li Yannian's mind.

Although the national destiny of Great Xia is running spontaneously today, because there is no thing to suppress the destiny, the national destiny is also dissipating all the time. This is a waste.

But as long as there is something to suppress luck, Daxia's national luck will accumulate more and more, and eventually a national spirit will be born, and he will coexist with the country.

"What an interesting power system."

"It can even be turned into a special blessing, increasing the power of the people of Daxia."

"And it integrates surveillance, transportation, blessing, and control."

“It’s good for both domination and expansion.”

But the premise is that the emperor has complete control over the national destiny and is not artificially isolated from the national destiny.

Li Yannian sneered in his heart, thinking of the Crystal Luck Dragon.

In fact, it can be regarded as a special suppressor.

While suppressing the national destiny, it is also constantly devouring the national destiny.

According to Li Yannian's current calculation, at least nine layers of Daxia's national luck were absorbed by the Crystal Fortune Dragon, but the national luck it used to convert into spiritual energy was less than five percent of what it swallowed.

There is no doubt that the remaining national destiny has been transported to the so-called upper world by the crystal dragon.

"Don't let me catch you."

Li Yannian thought faintly in his heart.

If he could find the coordinates of the upper realm, he would definitely swipe the opponent cleanly in the future.

Li Yannian looked down at the ground again.

The purple spider web also has a few dark nodes and intermittent connections. These are the places where the rebels or weirdos of Daxia are entrenched. Their existence has cut off the creation and connection of the national destiny.

But among some loopholes, Li Yannian also discovered a little bit of purple energy floating around.

"It's a strange insect!"

He narrowed his vision and realized that they were individual insects and beasts in the wild.

They have also become a part of Daxia.

Suddenly, a clear shout spread along the national destiny network into Li Yannian's heart.

He was slightly surprised.

That direction turned out to be where Silla was.

The purple spider webs are very sparsely distributed in the area where Silla is located. The web is actually just a few lines interspersed back and forth.

But the purple line that sent out violent fluctuations actually crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and directly connected with Luo Jing.

Li Yannian devoted his attention to it.

I saw a beautiful figure leading a dozen soldiers to fight against the strangeness.

"It's her!"

The leading woman turned out to be Li Yannian’s goddaughter, Queen Siluya of Silo.

Li Yannian suddenly knew what was going on.

"Not long after the four regions were merged into Daxia, Jiuyou's turbid energy exploded. It's normal for the people to be disloyal."

At the same time, Li Yannian also recalled that when he originally arranged the aura circle, he subconsciously excluded the four regions from all directions, and placed the aura circle within the territory of the original Daxia.

Without the infusion of spiritual energy in the Four Realms, not only would it be difficult for talents to break through, but the weirdness would also be the most serious place in the world.

And his previous suppression and blessing did not include them.

"Perhaps some high-quality blood food has been born inside, right?"

Not only did Li Yannian not feel guilty, but he was also slightly hungry.

He tapped his fingers lightly, and then his whole body turned into a ray of light and fell into the purple silk thread.

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Siro Palace.

Countless warriors were fighting with thousands of strange beasts.

The originally splendid palace had long been dilapidated under the waves of attacks from the monsters, and vague corpses were scattered everywhere.

"Queen, queen, no, Siluya, nothing can happen to you!"

Xing Luo was holding Queen Siro and trembling all over. There was a pitch-black arrow stuck in Siluya's abdomen, and it was like a living creature trying to keep drilling inside.

Surrounding Xing Luo were a dozen warriors wearing golden armor, all of them covered in wounds.

"Please hold on, we will escort you away immediately."

"No...it's not necessary."

Silua vomited blood.

Her originally long golden hair was stuck to pieces with blood, and she no longer looked as elegant as before. There was a trace of tiredness on her face.

"Where can we evacuate?"

"Xi Luo's army has been destroyed."

"Now there are strange things all over the place. Let me die with them here!"

She struggled to her feet.

At this moment, her heart was more desolate than the physical pain.

I thought that surrendering to the Emperor of Great Xia would bring peace to the people, but I didn't expect that in the end, the country would be destroyed in this strange wave.

"Haha, Father, where are you?"

Silua smiled bitterly.

At this moment, she missed Li Yannian very much.

Perhaps only extraordinary people can cope with this apocalyptic disaster.

At the same time that Jiuyou's turbid energy broke out, Xiluya began to inquire about Li Yannian's traces. When she learned that Li Yannian had disappeared for some time and that he was no longer in the Daxia court, she felt a little desperate.

But the brilliant light that appeared in the sky a few days ago gave her hope again.

That miracle must be Father!

But unfortunately, the glory of the father does not seem to hang over the people of Shiluo.

Is it because I am not religious enough?

Is it because the people of Silo are not obedient enough?

Silua clenched the scepter in her hand.