Yin and Yang Taoist Code

Worshiping along the way, they were getting higher and higher. When the group was approaching the top of the mountain, Li Chuyi's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The mausoleum in front of him was grand and magnificent. Both in area and ingenuity, it was far greater than before. Only the specifications of previous Emperor Yan could compare with it. But these were not the reasons for him to stay. What kept him was the tall mausoleum in the middle. The words engraved on the tombstone.

The tomb of Mu Xueling, Queen of Dayan Ying.

There are only a few tombs of empresses in Dayan. Unless they have great merit, they will be buried with the emperor according to the ancestral system after death. Among the few empress tombs, Mu Xueling's tomb is the highest standard, almost on the same level as the emperor's tomb, and she is also the only empress with a foreign surname. Not only was she buried alone, she also retained her maiden name, with only one The post-title title marked her noble status, and her status in Yuwen Tailuo's heart was evident.

Not far from here, there was an empty tomb of the same size. Li Chuyi looked at Yuwen Tailuo, who nodded lightly.

"That's mine, and I will stay with her after I die. Originally, I wanted to be buried together with her, but I was afraid that she wouldn't like it, so I built a mausoleum nearby so that she would not be restrained or It will make her lonely."

Despite all the prejudices in his heart, Li Chuyi had to feel sorry for Yuwen Tailuo at this moment.

Yuwen Tailuo really loved Mu Xueling, but Mu Xueling loved Ye Zhichen, and his methods were a little despicable. Although Mu Xueling married him, she was pushed further away by him. Later, And because of his ambition, Mu Xueling disappeared in her prime, and his son was also missing. Regardless of the grudges and prejudices, he was actually a poor person, who was hurt by love just like Ye Zhichen. Regretful for love.

His hand was suddenly held by someone. Li Chuyi lowered his head and saw that it was Yuwen Tailuo's big hand.

Speaking of which, this was the first time the two had physical contact. Unlike being held by a Taoist priest, Yuwen Tailuo's hand, although unfamiliar, gave him a strange feeling.

Feeling like a father.

No, it’s the father.

The Taoist priest raised him as his own son, and he was treated as a Taoist priest's father. But no matter how similar they are, they are only close. His biological father is still his biological father. Yuwen Tailuo's hand gave him a sense of security that was different from that of a Taoist priest. It was the peace of mind that only his biological father could give him.

With a sore nose, Li Chuyi quickly turned his head and took a few breaths.

Yuwen Tailuo noticed something strange about him, smiled and held his hand tighter.

The other people behind him had never seen Emperor Yanling be so close to anyone. The princes and princesses were so jealous that their eyes were burning with jealousy. Mu Fangli nodded with a smile, and looked at Yuwen Tailuo with a little pleasure.

Holding Li Chuyi's hand, Yuwen Tailuo slowly walked to the tombstone, raised his head and stared at the three words "Mu Xueling", silent for a long time with complicated eyes, and finally let go and patted Li Chuyi's arm. .

"Son, meet your mother."

Li Chuyi raised his head and looked at those three words in silence for a long time. Suddenly he knelt on the ground with a thud, and the sound of heartfelt sobs echoed in all directions.

"mother!!!"

With a thud, his forehead hit the ground hard. It didn't look like kowtow at all but like he was seeking death. Every time he raised his head, his eyes became a little blurry.

Along the way, this was the first time that he worshiped someone so sincerely, but he would rather not have this opportunity, but the deceased was gone, and he could only express his grief in this way.

He cried in Mu Xueling's small building, and he endured it in Yingting Garden in the palace, but he couldn't help it here. This is his mother's grave, where her soul rests.

Yeah?

Li Chuyi smiled miserably.

What kind of place for the soul to return to, there is not even a body, how can the soul return to it?

Yuwen Tailuo said that Mu Xueling was burned to death by the fire of punishment caused by herself when she was in labor, and only her relics were buried in this tomb.

Who is to blame?

Blame yourself.

But the one who should be blamed the most is God, the thief.

If it weren't for the Three Realms of Heaven, if it wasn't for their greed and intrigue, it would have been impossible for him to appear, and it would have been even less possible for Mu Xueling to die!

How ridiculous is it that my mother, who gave birth to a freak like me, couldn't even leave her body behind because I was still a piece of shit and had an immortal body?

What's the use of practicing spiritual practice, no matter how high the Taoism is, can it make my mother come back to life?

What's the point of cultivating immortality? Thousands of years later, all my relatives will be dead, and even my former enemies will be reduced to withered bones. What's the point of being alone as the ancestor?

Thinking like this, Li Chuyi's body unknowingly exuded a sense of resentment. The Yaizhen sword at his waist also trembled slightly, and bursts of suppressed sword sounds came from the scabbard.

Everyone was startled and wanted to step forward to protect him. Mu Fangli stepped forward to wake up Li Chuyi, but Yuwen Tailuo waved his hand at him and then stopped the others with his eyes.

"Let him cry. It's not good to hold it in. Only by venting it can he calm down."

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Fangli nodded and stepped back. The others were still paying attention to Li Chuyi with nervous expressions. Some princes even had a hint of expectation deep in their eyes.

They were dissatisfied with the prince descending out of thin air, but Emperor Yan appointed them unable to resist, but it was different now. If this fat pig broke down and drew his sword against him, it would be an assassination of Emperor Yan!

By then, he would no longer be able to be the crown prince, and his life would be in danger. But they had a chance to save him. As long as he performed well enough and moved Emperor Yanling deeply, the crown prince position might fall on him. It’s over!

Not far away, Yuwen Taihao also had a nervous look on his face, with one hand seemingly clasped but not ready to take action at any time, and the other hand holding Yu Yao tightly.

Yu Yao was also very nervous, but deep in her eyes were full of sarcasm and disdain. She had a panoramic view of all the behavior of the members of the Dayan royal family. She saw none of the graceful and dazzling appearance. All she saw was the ugliness and indifference on the inside. Thinking that the fate of the human world was in the hands of such a disgusting group of people, she felt indescribably ridiculous and helpless.

However, this helplessness has come to an abrupt end today.

There was no chance in the past, but now she firmly grasped the opportunity in her own hands.

No one except Hai Wufeng knew that the nine Falling Fire Heavenly Tribulation Pills were refined in her body. Each one could seriously injure an extremely powerful person in the late stage of ascension. If all nine of them exploded at the same time, no one present would be spared.

As long as she kills these people present, the Dayan Dynasty will definitely fall apart. She does not seek to be a savior, she just wants to end the most evil bloodline in the human world here, and at the same time fulfill her helplessness of not being able to have both while alive.

Theoretically, she could destroy the entire imperial capital and the surrounding area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, but she didn't know if there would be any restrictions in the imperial capital that could block the shock wave of the nine elixirs exploding together, so she wasn't sure that the Mu family would Even if he doesn't, he can also be buried with her.

But this was enough. She was satisfied if she could get rid of the Yuwen clan, the chief culprits.

As long as the elites of the Yuwen clan die here, the rest of the Yuwen clan will have someone to take care of them.

only...

Looking at Li Chuyi in a blink of an eye, Yu Yao's eyes were filled with confusion.

In the past, she only knew that Li Chuyi was related to the Mu family and was Mu Xueqing's nephew, so she was very anxious when she learned that Li Chuyi came to rescue him. Before Hai Wufeng rescued him, she didn't want to save Li Chuyi too. Get involved.

But then the situation suddenly changed and she was caught off guard. She was shocked to find that Li Chuyi was not only a descendant of the Mu family, but also the biological son of the current Emperor Yan, which made her at a loss for what to do.

As a result, before she could figure it out, Li Chuyi came to the door by herself. When she saw him, Yu Yao felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, so she could only carefully hide her thoughts to prevent clues from being revealed.

Later, when she heard that he and Yuwen Taihao had made plans to rescue Hai Wufeng, she felt happy and sad at the same time.

She was happy that Hai Wufeng was finally saved, but she was sad that Li Chuyi was getting deeper and deeper, so deep that it was impossible for her to persuade him to leave, because Hai Wufeng's survival was closely related to his succession to the throne.

Amidst the contradictions and confusion, Lu has reached today without realizing it.

She wanted to take action when she was canonized before, but there were many people and guards at that time, and the number of hidden masters was unknown. She was worried that she would be restrained as soon as she made a move, and at that time, Yuwen Taihao was almost entirely focused on on her.

But things are different now, now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The Dayan Imperial Mausoleum does not allow outsiders to enter at all. Although General Wen Xiong and other sacrifices are present, and the Celestial Master Mu Fangli is nearby, the current protection is undoubtedly much weaker than before.

The most important thing is that Li Chuyi is not in the right mood now, and everyone's thoughts are tied to him, even Yuwen Taihao who is very close at hand. Yu Yao wants to take action, but looking at the crying Li Chuyi, what can she do? I can't make this determination either.

Even though Li Chuyi was also guilty, and even though he was now the dignified prince of Dayan, he was here to save himself after all, and he was still his friend.

Even more, he still likes... no, he still loves himself. From the way he looked at her, Yu Yao could tell that he had not changed over the years, all he had changed was his method of concealment.

This relationship was cut off by her own hands when they were at Lingxiao Peak. At that time, she couldn't bear it and knew that she had hurt him deeply. But she didn't regret it, she knew she did it for his own good, and she really didn't have any feelings for him beyond friendship.

Later, on Taixu Peak, he wanted to take her away regardless of past grudges. He even had a conflict with Mo Tang for this, but she still refused. This time she still didn't regret it, but it was not just for his own good, but more importantly because she didn't want to harm him.

Before leaving, Li Chuyi made a ten-year agreement. She thought it was his impulse, so she laughed it off without comment. But then too many things happened, and Taixu Palace gradually lost the feeling of home. In the first ten years, she could still stick to her heart, but after the second ten years, even she herself doubted whether she had begun to regret it. Yes, I regret not agreeing in the first place.

Before the third decade came, she left Taixu Palace. With a half-decided mission, he came to Dayan to carry out a crazy revenge.

If Hai Wufeng hadn't appeared in time, she would have died long ago. But Hai Wufeng fell into the hands of the Supervision Department again, and she was brought back to the palace by Yu Hao, so she had to wait for so many years.

Now, Hai Wufeng has been rescued. He doesn't know where he is in the city, but he must have gone to a safe place to heal his injuries, and it may not hurt him if he does it himself.

But the problem is that now there is another Li Chuyi. Hai Wufeng was saved by Li Chuyi, and Li Chuyi came here to save himself. He failed to keep the ten-year promise but he kept the ten-year promise. , does he really want to drag him to death and become a resentful ghost on his road to revenge?

Love, friendship, hatred, resentment, conscience and malice are repeatedly intertwined, and reason and impulse are constantly fighting. Yu Yao asked herself a thousand times but couldn't get an answer. She could only clenched her silver teeth and stared at Li Chuyi with a look on her face. More nervous than anyone else.

Only she knew that it was not nervousness, but struggle.