Five years.

Five years have passed since the last illusion.

Don't ask Jiang Qi how he knows, he just knows, just like the subtitles before the game CG.

What Jiang Qi brought in is still Yao Guangxiao's perspective.

This time it was a different place, no longer an antique meditation room, but a luxurious and majestic golden hall.

The emperor in a dragon robe was high on top, overlooking Yao Guangxiao under the stage.

Compared with five years ago, this Yongle Emperor has more sideburns and white hair, and he also has a deeper imperial majesty.

"Why haven't you done it all?"

The emperor spoke, his voice low, but under the expansion of the empty environment of the Golden Palace, it was like a flood bell Dalu.

In the face of the emperor's questioning, Yao Guangxiao was extremely indifferent, just clasped his hands together, and said: "Amitabha, it's not that the old monk is unwilling to do all the work, but he can't do it." ”

"Why not?"

Zhu Di leaned over and propped his hands on his knees, he knew that his time was not much, and in front of his achievements, no one could be a stumbling block, including Yao Guangxiao.

"There are one hundred and ninety-two dragon veins in the Central Plains, and there are still one hundred and ninety-one in addition to the ancestral tomb of Fengyang."

"In the past five years, you have repaired and continued one hundred and ninety of them, why did you tell me that you couldn't do this only one left?"

"Or are you scared of going to the sky?"

Yao Guangxiao shook his head slightly, and said, "If the old monk is afraid, why would he repair these one hundred and ninety dragon veins at the cost of losing the life of a Jiazi?" ”

"In that case, it seems that you can give me a reasonable explanation."

Zhu Di's voice was indifferent, and he was not moved in the slightest by Yao Guangxiao's loss of sixty years of life.

"Your Majesty, although the old monk said that he has dabbled in all three religions, he is a Buddhist in the final analysis."

Yao Guangxiao lowered his head and said softly: "The old monk and the luck of Buddhism are already prosperous, if the old monk repairs all the dragon veins in the world, Buddhism will definitely be favored by heaven and spread all over China." ”

"Your Majesty is really ready to do a good job, and there are countless monks in the world who do not produce and will only accept offerings?"

Listening to Yao Guangxiao's words, Zhu Di frowned, and for a long time, he could only sigh and ask, "Who is the best successor?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Yao Guangxiao knew that the emperor had given up the idea of completely recovering the grassland in his lifetime.

"Good saint grandson, three generations of Da Ming Kewang, but ......"

"Needless to say, after three generations, no matter what happens, it is the result that future generations should bear."

Zhu Di leaned on the dragon chair and sighed: "I only want to lay a solid foundation now, so that even if there is a loser, I can lose for a few more years." ”

"Old monk, go down."

"Yes."

Yao Guangxiao bowed and turned to leave.

Behind him, the emperor sat alone in the highest position in the world, looking so lonely.

Out of the Tai Chi Hall and looking at the dim sun in the sky, Yao Guangxiao looked a little regretful.

"After all, is the chess game a bad move?"

The black-clothed prime minister, who also cultivated the three religions, let out a sigh.

Of course, he has the ability to connect the last dragon vein, but if he does so, the luck of Buddhism will soar, and there will be countless temples in the world. Countless monks.

They don't give birth, they only accept the monks who are enshrined.

A large number of young and middle-aged men became monks, which was fatal to this world that had just been peaceful.

Even Zhu Di can't stop this result, he is the Son of Heaven, but he is not Heaven after all.

Therefore, Yao Guangxiao chose to give up, afraid that it would make him feel that he had lost to Liu Bowen.

Taking the fate of the people in the world as a bet, Yao Guangxiao has already done it once, and he will not do it a second time.

"Amitabha."

The old monk who was like a sick tiger chanted the Buddha's name softly, and slowly took a step, and on his withered wrist, the purple silk of the eighteen sons fluttered with it.

In the voice, there was a helpless compromise, but more unwillingly.

......

"Not a crime of war......"

Jiang Qi opened his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and digested the information of this obsession illusion.

There is no doubt that Yao Guangxiao's obsession lies in this last dragon vein that has not been repaired.

Yao Guangxiao wanted to hold on to time and space to outperform Liu Bowen, but he didn't succeed after all.

It's not that Yao Guangxiao doesn't have that ability, but for the sake of the common people in the world.

He will not drag the world into the quagmire for the second time for personal reasons.

For the first time, he proved his dragon slaying skills like the world.

And the second time, he gave up the opportunity to overcome the obsession in his heart.

But the unwillingness is also true, so there is the obsession that remains on this string of eighteen sons.

"Just fix this last dragon vein. Yao Guangxiao's obsession is over, it's so simple. ”

Jiang Qi smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "It's just a big needlework." ”

That's weird!

Is this a human job?

Repairing the dragon vein, as soon as he heard it, he knew that it was an earth-shattering feat, and Jiang Qi didn't think he could do it.

And he doesn't have a clue about it.

Yao Guangxiao, who is a cheating father, has very little information in the obsession fantasy.

Jiang Qi only learned what Yao Guangxiao's obsession was all about.

As for what Yao Guangxiao was worried about, the consequences after repairing all the dragon veins were the least worried about Jiang Qi, and he was not a monk.

But the problem now is that Jiang Qi doesn't know how to do it at all.

The most useful information learned from the Eighteen Sons Illusion is only where the unrepaired dragon veins are.

"That's the only good news right now."

Jiang Qi rubbed the eighteen sons on his wrists like he was in pain.

The luckiest thing at the moment is that the unrepaired dragon vein is in Jinling.

And Jiangbei, where Jiang Qi is located, is next to Jinling.

The subways in both cities are connected, and it used to be only an hour.

But it's useless at all, there should be no way or no way.

"Let's go to Jinling tomorrow."

Jiang Qi sighed, tomorrow is Saturday, there is no class, he is ready to play all night, but he didn't expect to be changed by these eighteen sons.

He can only hope now that after arriving in Jinling, these eighteen sons will have further changes and provide a little more information.

At least, give Jiang Qi the way to repair the dragon vein.

Seeing that the time had come to night, and the true qi was in deficit again, the hungry Jiang Qi temporarily put aside the matter of the eighteen sons and went out to the canteen to forage for food.

After eating a big meal in the cafeteria, Jiang Qi, who was satisfied with his stomach, met a person on the way back to the dormitory.

The oily hair is casually draped, and she wears stain-resistant strappy jeans, and even then you can see that she is a naturally beautiful girl.

It was Li Yu.

Jiang Qi's expression moved, chased over to say hello, and said, "Senior Sister Li Yu, good evening." ”

"Hmm."

Li Yu rolled his eyelids, said hello, and then prepared to bypass Jiang Qi.

Seeing this, Jiang Qi said, "Can I trouble my senior sister with one thing?" ”

Li Yu looked up at him, waiting for his next step.