#588 - The waves washed away the heroes
【Ding!】
【Detected that the host has killed the Son of Heaven, "Ning Yongnian"】
【The host has plundered all of his luck, rewarding 700 system points】
【Detected that the host has no connection with the "Heavenly Dao" of this world, and cannot enjoy the blessing of luck. The luck belonging to "Yellow Dragon" will now be distributed in the form of a special divine power】
【Congratulations to the host for mastering the special divine power "Lock Dragon"】
【Lock Dragon: A special divine power that can create a barrier of luck to restrict the actions of martial artists below the Third Rank. Its effect and range of influence depend on the user's realm.】
“...”
When the system notification sounded in his mind, Wei Changtian's expression did not change at all.
He simply stood silently in the wind and snow, letting the snowflakes fall on him.
Fresh blood dripped from the edge of Lou Ying's blade, then dripped along the tip of the blade to his feet, and finally soaked into the earth.
Looking at the small ball of black mist attached to the center of the corpse's brow, Wei Changtian knew that this was most likely Ning Yongnian's soul.
Ever since he obtained "Soul Devour", he had been able to see this thing at the brow of the deceased.
And as long as Wei Changtian chose to absorb this ball of black mist now, his cultivation would probably increase a lot.
Wei Changtian just stood there motionless, watching the ball of black mist slowly detach from the brow, and then hover half a zhang above the corpse.
Obviously, no one else could see this scene except for him.
And Wei Changtian also knew that this wisp of departed soul was not the same as the remnant soul in the Xuan Tian Sword.
The latter had intelligence and memory.
But the former had nothing, it was just a wisp of essence that contained part of the deceased's cultivation.
It was like the demon spirit pill left behind after a demon beast died.
Thinking like this, even if Wei Changtian absorbed Ning Yongnian's departed soul, it wouldn't be a big deal, at least it definitely wouldn't be considered "cannibalism."
But even so, he was still unwilling to do so.
The reason for this was perhaps just to give this emperor a final bit of dignity...
The green mountains bore the snow, and the bright candles illuminated the south.
The past ambition to swallow mountains and rivers and the present devastation fell on Ning Yongnian's shoulders, the contrast as stark as the blood in the snow.
“Huff!”
The small ball of black mist suddenly swayed, first circling around the bloody corpse, and then flying high into the air.
Suddenly, it paused as if reluctant to leave, like a traveler on the verge of departure looking back at his homeland, looking back at the unchanging mountains and rivers.
The snow that had been falling all night stopped abruptly at this moment, and the night sky became clear in an instant.
“...”
“I could have reigned for another fifty years! In these fifty years, I would have led my Da Ning soldiers to sweep across the six directions and annex the eight wildernesses!”
“Yu'er, I wonder if you still recognize me, your imperial father?”
“Folks of Yuanzhou City, I am sorry for you.”
“Old Li, tell me, where exactly did I go wrong?”
“Young Master Wei, I beg you, you must protect Da Ning...”
“...”
The small ball of black mist flickered several times, lingering in the night sky for a long, long time.
But as if there was an invisible force pulling it, it still climbed higher and higher under Wei Changtian's gaze.
Finally, it was no longer able to resist that force, and so it drifted uncertainly towards the bright moon...
The mighty Yangtze River flows eastward, its waves washing away heroes.
Success and failure are but a fleeting dream.
The green hills remain, witnessing countless sunsets.
Gray-haired fishermen and woodcutters on the riverbanks are accustomed to seeing the autumn moon and spring breeze.
They meet happily with a pot of muddy wine.
How many events, past and present, are laughed away in conversation.
One month later.
Da Shu, Chengjian Prefecture.
Chengjian Prefecture is located in the southeastern region of the former Da Feng, but now it has become the territory of "Da Shu".
Although Wei Changtian killed Ning Yongnian, he did not violate his previous promise of "dividing the world into three", and still divided the sixty prefectures of the Feng and Ning kingdoms according to the ratio of "thirty-five, fifteen, and ten".
The thirty-five prefectures in the north belonged to Ning Wenjun, and the country was still called "Da Ning".
The fifteen prefectures in the southeast belonged to Ning Yuke, who changed from "King" to "Emperor", and the Shu Kingdom officially became independent from Da Ning, with the country name "Da Shu".
The ten prefectures in the southwest belonged to Xu Suisui, who used Li Qi to quickly gather the hearts of the people in these ten prefectures, and then established a new dynasty, with the country name "Xin Feng".
From the original Da Ning and Da Feng to the current Da Ning, Da Shu, and Xin Feng.
From dividing the world equally to a three-legged stand.
The changes came too quickly, but it seemed natural.
After all, after Ning Yongnian's death, no one could compete with the Wei family anymore, and with foreign enemies present, everyone knew that what the two countries needed most now was peace.
Therefore, all the chaos seemed to stop abruptly overnight, and the long-awaited peaceful days finally arrived before the iron hooves of the four-nation coalition.
Of course.
Although there was no more fighting, the drastic changes in the situation still gave the people of the two countries an indescribable feeling.
The people of Da Ning were better off, after all, no matter what, Da Ning did not perish.
But for the people of Da Feng, "Xin Feng" ultimately had an extra "Xin" compared to "Feng".
In the end, Da Feng still fell.
Even Li Qi disappeared after the establishment of the Xin Feng court.
No one knew where he went, nor did they know whether he was alive or dead.
Xu Suisui, who had become the Empress of Xin Feng, did not give an answer, but told Qin Zhengqiu that she had used Li Qi to repay a favor.
Since it was repaying a favor, then the target was most likely Wei Changtian, who did not "strike a deadly blow" in Lingbo Pavilion.
As for what Wei Changtian wanted Li Qi to do...
Chengjian City, Jisheng Hall.
As a century-old medical clinic, Jisheng Hall has an excellent reputation throughout Chengjian Prefecture.
Not only are the doctors there skilled in medicine, but consultations and medicine are also very cheap. If the patient's family is really poor, they will not only not charge money, but even secretly add a few copper coins to the medicine bag.
Just like the name of Jisheng Hall, helping the world and saving lives.
“Three qian of turmeric, two qian of mulberry branches, three qian of licorice, one qian of angelica...”
“Take the medicine, remember to decoct and take it once each morning and evening. If it doesn’t get better after five days, come back for more medicine.”
“The shopkeeper instructed that if you are short on money, you can owe it, it doesn’t matter.”
“...”
It was noon at this time, and Jisheng Hall was bustling with people, and various shouts could be heard endlessly.
And in a small house in the backyard, an old man with white hair was sitting opposite a masked woman.
“Girl, I don’t care about gender when accepting disciples, nor do I care about your background.”
“I only ask you one thing, and you must answer truthfully.”
Looking at the woman's persistent eyes, the old man asked softly:
“I see that the girl is not young, and also seems to be from a wealthy family.”
“Ordinary women should find a family to marry at this time, but I wonder why the girl wants to study medicine?”
“...”
The faint smell of herbs permeated the small room, drilling into the nose like wandering silk.
The masked woman was stunned for a moment, and then slowly replied in a low voice:
“I once felt indebted to someone.”
“This debt is very great, I don’t know how to repay it, so I thought of accumulating some merit for him.”
“For every person he kills, I will save one person. If I can’t finish repaying it in this life, then I will in the next life. If I still can’t finish repaying it in the next life, then I will in life after life.”
“This is why I want to study medicine...”
“...”
The white beard swayed slightly, and the old man's hand, which was about to pour tea, stopped in mid-air.
In his life, he had heard countless reasons for studying medicine, but he had never heard of this one.
“He...”
After hesitating for a moment, the old man slowly asked: “How many people has he killed?”
“I don’t know.”
The woman shook her head: “But there should be many, many.”
“Is that so?”
The old man's eyes remained unchanged, and he was about to say something more, but a commotion suddenly came from outside the house.
To be precise, it seemed that someone was shouting loudly on the street outside Jisheng Hall.
The two of them stopped talking for the time being, and carefully distinguished the sound, until the latter became clearer and clearer.
“Da Feng is not dead!!”
“Folks!! Da Feng is not dead!!!”
“Young Master Wei has taken the Emperor to Jianchang Prefecture!! He has allowed the Emperor to restore Da Feng in Jianchang Prefecture!!!”
“Wuwuwu! Our Da Feng is not dead!!!”
“...”
The shouting, so excited that it could not be contained, came from far and near, and then from near and far, and soon disappeared from the ears of the two, leaving only countless equally excited discussions outside the house.
The old man slowly widened his eyes, showing that he was still very surprised by such news.
After a long while, he retracted his gaze and looked at the woman opposite him again, only to find that the latter was already in tears at some point.
“Girl, you...”
The words of comfort that came to his lips failed to come out, and the old man suddenly froze as if he understood something, and then asked softly after a long time:
“Do you still want to study medicine?”
“...”
“Yes.”
