When he woke up, Li Yu was already lying in the spacious dormitory.

He sat up slowly, and in his blurred vision, the curtain raised at the door of the golden lacquer hall swayed lightly in the wind, and he vaguely felt the wind like an invisible hand brushing his body, but there was no sense of coolness that should have been, and the chaotic consciousness made him suspect that he was still in a dream. But he knew it was the reaction after every soaking in the pool.

He felt dizzy with a dry mouth, looked down at his arms, opened his clothes to look at his body, touched his chest and abdomen with his hands, and in a trance the terrible wounds were gone, and his flesh was firm and firm again. The dizziness intensified, he closed his eyes and shook his head, and then opened his eyes wide, the open door of the temple was suddenly closed, and two figures in white robes and white gauze skirts hurriedly walked towards him.

"My Emperor," the man's voice echoed in his ears, "My Emperor......"

He couldn't hear clearly, shook his head again, stretched out his hand to help the figure in front of him, and his body almost collapsed.

The man stretched out his hand and hugged him, leaned over and opened his mouth to call him: "My emperor, Xuanshu...... Time is running out......" The voice was choppy.

The man grabbed him by the shoulders and sat down cross-legged across from him, but Li Yu's drowsiness was as heavy as a rock, and he would fall into the dark abyss again, and his whole body was limp with weakness.

Someone behind him put their hands under his armpits and hugged him so hard that he could sit still. The body he was leaning on was very soft but strong to support him, the hand on his lower abdomen actually made him feel a little cool, and the faint fragrance behind him was transmitted in his nose.

But even this was to no avail, Li Yu finally gave up his resistance to the feeling of drowsiness, and let his body go limp, his eyes closed heavily.

A strong scent like burning sandalwood in the cloud dragon furnace on the emperor's platform suddenly poured into his nostrils, rushing straight into his lungs, abruptly lifting his spirit, and making him open his stagnant eyes again.

He saw Xuanshu holding a strangely indistinguishable green black vessel burning incense to his nose, and the pungent smell was coming out of the hole in the vessel.

"My Emperor, please sit with me and chant with me. Xuanshu's voice was slightly clearer.

"I'm so tired...... Let me sleep......" Li Yu said, but he wasn't sure if he said it from his mouth or just in his heart. He was so sleepy that even the strong sandalwood incense couldn't do more, he just wanted to sink into the darkness completely and leave nothing to worry about.

The green black smoker flashed by, Xuan Shu chanted softly in his mouth, he couldn't hear what it was, and then he vaguely saw Xuan Shu raise his palm and reach out to him, his fingers pressed a certain place on his body, and a strong burning sensation followed.

Li Yu couldn't help but shout, and the feeling of sleepiness immediately disappeared by half, but Xuanshu's hand did not stop, pressing several different places on his body one after another, and every time his fingers went to one place, that place was like pressing hard with burning incense, burning so hot that he screamed, but his wide mouth was immediately covered by a cool and fragrant palm.

"My emperor, if you want to burn better, don't shout, please sit cross-legged with me!" Xuan Shu ordered him.

Anger rose from Li Yu's heart, he opened his mouth and bit the palm covering his mouth fiercely, clenching hard until there was a warm taste in his mouth, then let go, the hand also withdrew back, he shouted loudly: "Do you want to listen to everything? I am going to call others my father, why do you still refuse to let me go? When is this puppet going to be a head?" he said as he struggled with his body, but he couldn't do it at this time, and the arm that hugged him from behind also increased his strength, and continued to hold him tightly.

"My emperor, if you don't want to be a puppet, please do as I say! I'm sorry!" Xuan Shu finished speaking, ignoring his struggles, he pulled up one of his arms, and his fingers ran from top to bottom, and soon, Li Yu felt that both arms were burning and painful.

"My Emperor, don't you still do it?" Xuan Shu shouted in a stern tone.

Li Yu was scared and compromised, he was desperate to support himself, saw Xuanshu's appearance clearly, sat cross-legged and rested his hands on his legs, his palms folded and his thumb rings against his face.

"Heaven and earth are chaotic, the god emperor creates the world, the sun, the moon, mountains and rivers, the wind and rain and the stars ......"

"Heaven and earth are chaotic, the creation of the God Emperor, the sun, the moon, mountains and rivers, the wind and rain, the stars ......" Li Yu closed his eyes and read along.

"My Emperor, please put aside your distracting thoughts and concentrate on the breath that is running on you at this moment. Xuanshu guided him.

“...... Zhan Ang Haotian, Zhuo Biyun Han, Haotian God, is not left behind. Zhan Ang Haotian, there is a star, Haotian God, your people, there is no win. The great life is near, and there is no abandonment! Zhan Ang Haotian, Hui Qining ......"

Li Yu followed the thoughts, and his perception focused on himself, and sure enough, the places that were clicked were burning in pain, and there seemed to be a subtle air flow running slowly in the gap.

It's just that the airflow is running very slowly, as if it is blocked by something, and it advances a little bit inch by inch, and then it is blocked for a while. Li Yu felt depressed, his attention was focused on the airflow, the more the airflow was blocked, the more he felt anxious, his pale face was crimson, and beads of sweat the size of beans poured out from his forehead and flowed down.

Then he felt terrible dizziness, first bloating in his abdomen, then a wave of nausea and a surge of colic.

He stopped and opened his eyes.

"My Emperor, don't stop!"

"It's so uncomfortable......" Li Yu's expression was painful and his breath was short.

"Go on!" Xuan Shu shouted, and stretched out his hand again, pressing it on Li Yu's abdomen.

Li Yu screamed, the burning pain in his abdomen, the colic in his abdomen seemed to have eased, he closed his eyes again, and thought anxiously.

"Heaven and earth are chaotic, the god emperor creates the world, the sun, the moon, mountains and rivers, the wind and rain and the stars ......"

The world was spinning, Li Yu reached the limit, trembling and twisting his head to vomit, a dark green fishy liquid squirted out of his mouth, and then his body fell into the arms of the person who had been holding him.

After a while, he opened his eyes weakly, and felt that his body was a little looser, and his mind was clearer than before. He saw Beiming Ling Bing's delicate face, her eyes were as clean and transparent as snow that had not been contaminated with impurities, and the black and crystal eyes that were rough under it clearly revealed a faint red light hidden underneath.

He turned his head to see Xuanshu standing up. "My Emperor", Xuan Shu returned to his usual calm tone and said, "Voodoo penetrates deep into your meridian bone marrow, complements your body, loses any one, and the other side will also fail, so once it attacks, Xuan Shu has no choice, so you have to continue to nourish your body with poison." At present, I have to ask you to meditate more on weekdays, use the methods I taught you to regulate the meridians, nourish your breath, concentrate your mind, and cultivate your qi, in order to slowly eliminate voodoo and purify your blood. In the name of the National Teacher's enlightenment, I will come to help you practice every day, and I hope I can help you get out of trouble. ”

Li Yu didn't know how long he fell asleep before waking up. He looked around at the maids who had surrounded him and served him in the golden crown, suspecting that he had experienced another nightmare.

"My emperor waits, the dragon chariot is almost here. The maid finally sorted out the dragon-patterned gold and jade ribbons on her crown clothes, and then retreated.

Li Yu hummed very lightly and stood in place in a daze.

A light figure of Ping Ting came in outside the door, and when he saw it, there was some light in his eyes.

"My Emperor. "Bei Yingling walked in front of him with the universal blessing ceremony of the women of the dynasty. This ritual originated from Dijun, Chunyue and other places in Middle-earth, and the marginal foreign tribes may not be commonly used except for coming here, but Li Yu looked at it more carefully this time, the girl's light and elegant figure made him think of the most beautiful woman in the palace for a while, his mother Yu Shujing Yao's gentle and elegant posture when she saluted, the two were obviously different, but they both made him feel good-looking.

"You ......" Li Yu wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in place.

Bei Mingling had already stood up, half a head taller than Li Yu, who was two years younger than her, she reached out and took Li Yu's hand, put something in his palm, and closed his palm again.

Li Yu trembled suddenly, and a crisp touch in his palm quickly revealed, passing through his arm and straight into his heart and mind, making his whole person sober up a lot in an instant.

He saw an abrupt maroon scabbed bite mark on the girl's white and slender palm, and he wanted to apologize to her.

Li Yu spread out his palm, and in his palm was an extremely uniform and crystalline round jade the size of a goose egg, with a milky white and incomparably smooth jade surface, clearly exuding a faint blue light.

"What is this?" Li Yu asked in surprise as he looked down at the jade in his palm.

"My Emperor, this is the Ice Spirit Jade of our Snow Domain. ”

"It's so cool. ”

"Well, this jade is mined from the center of a majestic iceberg that has been frozen for thousands of years, and it has been polished countless times by the most sophisticated craftsmen, and the deepest elders have prayed and blessed the snow god day and night. Legend has it that it is the soul of an iceberg. It keeps people awake, and in the extreme cold, it can give warmth. It was by virtue of it that I was able to cross the Tianshan Mountains from the blizzard. I gave it to you, I think it will work for you. ”

"It's so precious, how can I accept it. Li Yu said as he stretched the jade back in front of the girl.

Bei Ming Ling reached out and closed his palm again calmly but firmly, and the delicate touch of some cool skin accompanied by the crispness in his palm came again.

"You...... Why is it so good to me?"

"I think my emperor is very pitiful. You are still young, but you have to face so many fierce and treacherous tigers and wolves alone. But you are very brave, like us snow people, who dare to resist the great suffering. ”

Li Yu smiled bitterly and said, "Where can I fight against it...... Do you see that they are all tigers and wolves with their own plans?"

Bei Yingling looked directly into his eyes, nodded seriously, and said, "My Emperor can trust the Holy Envoy, the Messenger of the Heavenly Gods is of noble character, and he is really good for you." ”

"He saved me, and so did Huang Ji, but how do you know?"

"My Emperor, the land of Middle-earth calls us the Snowy People the Bingyi Clan, and I am from the Northern Underworld Clan of the Snowy Regions, our Northern Underworld Clan is the embodiment of the Snow Leopard of the Northern Plains, and our steadfastness, sensitivity, courage and tenacity have led the people of the Snowy Region to resist the extreme cold and hardship for hundreds of years, and to avoid the strife of the tribes falling apart. However, in addition to the Northern Underworld Clan, there are many other tribal clans in our Snow Domain. My mother is from Zhen Yanbu. Zhen Yanbu believed that the fire fox on the snow field was his ancestor. The crimson firefox roams the white snowfield, it has nine tails, and it has red eyes, it can see ghosts, and they can see through people's hearts. ”

"So you can see through them?"

Bei Mingling nodded slightly, then shook his head again, "I can't see through it." But since I was a child, I always saw things in people that others couldn't. Lord Nangong's body was covered with resentment, which enveloped him so deeply that it almost seemed to devour him, and he was as violent as a red-eyed beast. It was as if he didn't exist at all, and all I saw was an unfathomable black haze, and every time I saw it, I felt chills and fear. There is only a holy messenger, and there is a clear light in him, which I have never seen in anyone else, and it is the gods who have given him precious strength. "Bei Mingling's gaze is clean and clear.

Under the rising sun, the Xuanjin crown on Li Yu's body shone brightly, and he took a step to the high steps of the God Platform. The gorgeous and deep "Chapter of the Beginning of Peace" sounded behind him. He solemnly bowed to the four directions and looked at the fire, which represented praying to the gods of heaven and the gods of the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, wind and rain.

He was skillful, for this was not the first time he had done such a thing under the repeated rehearsal of others, and he even felt that he, as the emperor, was used to do such a thing. He even looked at the huge cloud dragon bronze tripod in front of him with wisps of cigarettes, and that ding actually had a mocking expression on his body.

After doing this, he reflexively faced the high platform. At the age of thirteen, his figure has been significantly raised, and although his handsome face has not taken off his childishness, the ridges are beginning to appear, and he actually has some sword eyebrows and starry majesty. If there weren't so many tragic disputes, he would have been a strong and independent teenager at this time, accumulating the power of transformation every moment. But now although he is a young emperor, he is an out-and-out cowardly puppet.

He stared at the bottom of the stairs, and the rows of civil and military ministers standing in an orderly manner were silent, all looking at him, looking at him expressionlessly and indifferently. He saw Nangong Ming, who was wearing a crown of heaven and wearing a Xuanqing costume, staring at him firmly with sharp and cold eyes, but the corners of his mouth always seemed to be holding a cold smile, and then Nangong Ming turned his head to look at Huang Yun, and the black-robed Huang Ji actually smiled and handed him a look, as if he said that all the chess pieces were at his mercy.

Nangong Ming stepped up, on the chest of his Xuanqing suit, the winged Qingluan rose up with his powerful steps, and the eyes of the Qingluan were also full of disdain and deterrence.

Maybe it was the whole day of worship that made Li Yu tired, maybe it was the people in front of him who made him afraid in his heart, maybe it was all this that made him humiliated and desperate, he felt so duffy that he couldn't resist, his breath was short, everything in front of him became blurry, his feet were sore and trembling, and he almost fell off the high platform.

He took something from his wide sleeve and held it in his hand, and the crisp touch in his palm immediately passed through his body to his mind, he trembled slightly, and the Nangong Ming in his eyes became clear again. He clenched his fists. Exhaustion, fear, humiliation, and despair, these weighed heavily on the young man's heart, and once again gave birth to hatred, which he hated for all that oppressed him, and hated his own weakness, so that the young man's heart burned, and in the blink of an eye, weakness burned into stubbornness.

Nangong Ming stood in front of Li Yu. Nangong Ming, who was standing tall, was much taller than Li Yu, and he looked down at Li Yu and remained silent.

"Long live my emperor!" the ministers under the high platform knelt down from the mountain and shouted.

"Long live my emperor. Nangong Ming knelt down to him with his robe, and his voice was still calm.

Li Yu was unmoved. He should have lifted him up, and then bowed to him before the gods and gods, so that he did not have to bow down to the emperor, and he became the emperor's father. But at this moment, Li Yu looked down at the other party and did not move.

Nangong Ming stood up by himself, staring at him with cold eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be exaggerated.

Li Yu tilted his head, and the ministers who were still kneeling under the high platform looked up at them with some confusion, and they were a little uneasy, and they leaned over and knelt motionlessly.

He turned his head and met Nangong Ming's eyes, he trembled slightly, and there was fire burning in his eyes. He raised his hand and slowly untied the crown on his head. Nangong Ming's eyes were a little puzzled.

Li Yu handed the crown in his hand to Nangong Ming, and immediately his hand was stopped by a strong force, Nangong Ming silently pinched his wrist tightly, pinching him painfully, and he saw that his eyes were full of cold light, like two sharp blades.

Li Yu pulled the corners of his mouth, smiling like Nangong Ming, and his hoarse voice sounded high: "Nangong! The head can be broken, you can snatch this! But don't want to insult my clan!"

Everything was silent, only the wind blew his voice away. He saw a cold light like a blade in Nangong Ming's eyes.