Ying Zheng excitedly shouted at a certain alchemist in the main hall.
"Xu Fu! I will give you more men and ships! You must find the existence of immortals and gods for me. Go overseas and search for the immortal mountains recorded in legends!"
"If you can't find them, then you shall be buried with the ships!"
He was now even more convinced of the existence of those overseas immortal mountains.
And this famous alchemist, Xu Fu, accepted the task with a calm expression, then walked out of the hall.
But if one observed carefully, they would find that his back was already soaked with sweat.
He was truly terrified in his heart.
He knew his own capabilities, didn't he?
Searching for immortal mountains? This was clearly courting Death. Well, he had better make one last scam and run away.
After hearing Ying Zheng's command, he was already pondering how to lead his men and never return.
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Great Ming, Jiajing Emperor's reign.
A Daoist priest, clad in a Daoist robe, walked in from outside the hall and bowed to the Jiajing Emperor.
"Has Your Majesty clearly heard what the heaven's curtain said?" Tao Wen Zhong stroked his beard, taking the initiative.
He had to get his prepared speech out early to trick this monarch.
The Jiajing Emperor was currently changing his clothes with the help of his attendants.
Tao Wen Zhong continued, "What this Dragon Master said, for the Dragon Master, only by deeply understanding all phenomena and being in harmony with the Dao can one achieve eternity."
"And the Vidyadhara also possesses a secret rebirth technique, to exchange for the reunion of their physical body, returning to youth, and achieving immortality."
He bowed again and said, "Your Majesty, don't you think this has a similar effect to the Corpse Dissolution and Ascension to Immortality method?"
The Jiajing Emperor pushed away the servants beside him, his eyes deep, staring at Tao Wen Zhong with narrowed eyes.
"You mean, you want me to die once?"
Perhaps it was because the effects of the medicine had worn off, but the Jiajing Emperor's spirit was not as excited as before.
He spoke this sentence word by word, making people feel a chill, truly embodying the unpredictable might of the heavens.
However, Tao Wen Zhong had experienced such situations many times before. He calmly said, "Li Shao Jun, ascended to immortality by staff dissolution. Ge Hong, ascended to immortality by staff dissolution. Wang Yan, ascended to immortality by sword dissolution."
"Your Majesty, I do not intend to harm you by this."
"Throughout history, our Huaxia monarchs have all been called True Dragons and Sons of Heaven. Does this not precisely correspond to the Dragon Master mentioned in the heaven's curtain, and the Vidyadhara also have the secret technique of corpse dissolution into an egg?"
He raised his head and looked at the Jiajing Emperor, saying, "The eight characters 'deeply understanding all phenomena and being in harmony with the Dao' mentioned in the heaven's curtain, this is precisely the method to achieve immortality!"
"Past monarchs indulged in wine, women, and song, and the clamor of war.
But Your Majesty drinks dew and eats grains. You only need to cultivate diligently and remove the impurities from your body, and you will surely be able to transform into an egg and be reborn like the Vidyadhara!"
Alas, it was laughable that this monarch, who could rule the world, was being manipulated by a Daoist priest who feigned mystery, letting him take whatever he wanted.
If his old ancestor from the Zhu family saw this, he would probably be furious and act on the spot.
Perhaps this was also a part of the Dao, where every strength has a corresponding weakness.
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About a week had passed since the heaven's curtain displayed the images in the sky.
After the narration of the immortal Dragon ended, the sky returned to calm, with no further messages.
This situation made the members of the immortal-seeking and Dao-questioning group, led by Ying Zheng, increasingly uneasy.
They thought it was because they were not sincere enough, their offerings were not enough, or their rituals were not good enough, which caused the heavenly gods to be displeased and leave forever.
Because of this, the civil and military officials under their command also suffered.
"What are you all good for? You can't even handle such a small matter. Just take off your clothes and go home to farm!"
"This also lacks money, that also lacks money. When you lack money, you come to me? Then what do I need you officials of the Ministry of Revenue for! If you can't do it, then all of you resign!"
These two sentences were what the ministers heard most often during that week.
It also made their hearts tremble with fear, afraid of sticking their necks out and becoming an example.
However, fortunately, after enduring a week, their great savior,
the heaven's curtain, reappeared in the sky.
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Only a roaring sound of wind and thunder could be heard again in the sky.
A very striking light appeared from the clouds, followed by an elegant, slightly languid female voice echoing in everyone's ears.
"The heaven's curtain has appeared again?! The immortal gods in the sky have not left, hahaha!"
"Quick, quickly order those summoned Daoists and monks to go outside the main hall, hold a ritual, and offer sacrifices to Heaven!"
"This time, we must obtain the method of eternal life!"
"Come, let's make a trade. A trade about a memory."
"I dreamed of a ray of light, a crystal cup."
"The crystal light spoke to me: Please listen, a prophecy about this starry sky."
The heaven's curtain was first a piece of darkness, then, above the chaotic primordial void,
a spiral nebula appeared within it.
Dazzling and colorful starlight surrounded a light, circling endlessly.
The starlight surged, like a river of crystal, shimmering and extremely magnificent.
"Nameless ones, fate-less ones, coming from the other side of the wilderness, cloaked in the light of the stars."
"Go, just step forward with the solar wind, you will eventually return to my embrace, just walk towards that light!"
Immediately after, the scene changed again, replaced by a slender hand wearing a black glove.
The surrounding environment seemed to be in a dark room, with moonlight shining through the glass.
Crystal-cast candlelight, reflections from stained glass, the arm moved like the hands of a clock, casually drawing a card from the tarot cards laid out on the table.
As the unknown woman murmured to herself, the tarot card was revealed.
At this moment, her identity was also revealed by the subtitles.
"Memokeeper — Black Swan."
The surrounding music became more and more impassioned, reaching the climax of the performance.
Amidst the roaring sounds of war and the clashing of weapons,
a tall tower surrounded by flames appeared in the image.
The next second.
The word "Destruction" occupied the entire heaven's curtain.
"Destruction" — nanook.
As soon as the word "Destruction" appeared, everyone watching the heaven's curtain felt their hearts pound uncontrollably.
That was the aura of Death, that was war, that was the aura of Destruction.
Before everyone's eyes, a blazing flame seemed to appear, the flame grew with the wind, becoming more and more intense, as if it wanted to burn down the entire world.
At the center of the universe, there was a spark, burning brighter and brighter until it consumed the entire galaxy, only to usher in a magnificent end at the ultimate conclusion of all reality.
Black Swan's voice suddenly rose, like a choir in a church chanting in unison.
The great bell tolled, calling out the name of God.
"But that light began to burn,
piercing through the clouds, turning into golden Death.
The tall tower collapsed, people fled,
for the sun was about to set, encountering fierce destruction."
In an instant.
As everyone's heartbeats were gripped by the aura of Destruction,
with increasingly urgent drumbeats, people from various dynasties trembled continuously, sweat streamed from their foreheads, and their hearts beat faster.
nanook's divine body suddenly appeared above all living beings.
A man with silver-white hair and dark skin appeared in the heaven's curtain.
He wore a long robe, and his eyes shone like gold. His silver-white long hair fell to his waist, tied into a single braid at the end.