SFS Chapter 401 Song Wentian is seriously injured
Chapter 401 Song Wentian is seriously injured
But it’s different with Elder Tao’s lineage. There are many people and every day is filled with laughter. She is pampered by so many senior brothers and is a well-deserved little princess.
So why doesn't Tao Yuechan cherish what she has, and why does she always stare at what others have?
Qin Xubai picked up the teacup, his expression was very secretive: "Xiao Si, if you don't make a decision, you will suffer the consequences. Since you have given me a chance, you don't need to consider the relationship between fellow disciples."
Song Yunxi suppressed the sadness in her heart and resumed her cold and distant demeanor: "Brother, I understand!"
Then he called Blood Shadow: "Go and get ready!"
A few days later, the stars in the capital fell, and several villages outside the city were destroyed.
Such an ominous sign also made everyone in the capital panic. Both the court and the common people requested the imperial master to ascend the altar and pray to eliminate the impact of this ominous sign.
However, just two days later, the stars fell again, and this time not only the villages outside the city, but also the capital city was affected.
For a time, there were complaints everywhere, and there were even voices saying that the king was immoral and the national teacher was undermining the way of heaven. The people's calls for the national teacher to pray to heaven had reached a point that could no longer be ignored.
As requested by the people, Emperor Qinglong issued an edict that two days later, the Imperial Preceptor Song Wentian would pray to the gods in Qingyun Pavilion, praying for good weather and good harvests in the Jin'an Dynasty, and for the people to live and work in peace and contentment.
"father."
"Master."
Song Wentian's pale face made Song Yunxi and Qin Xubai feel quite uneasy.
"It doesn't matter."
Song Wentian caressed the top of Song Yunxi's head lovingly, and looked at Qin Xubai with a serious expression: "Take good care of Xi'er."
Qin Xubai also lost his usual indifference: "Master, don't worry."
Ye Xuanqi, who had arrived early, also said, "Uncle Tian, we'll wait for you to come back!"
Song Wentian nodded calmly, turned around and calmly climbed up to the altar at the highest point of Qingyun Pavilion.
Upon learning that the national master was praying for blessings, the people were overjoyed, believing that the national master would be able to eliminate the ominous effects and allow them to return to a stable and peaceful life.
But no one expected that Song Wentian, the man closest to God in the world, would suddenly vomit blood while praying. The bright red stain on his white clothes was extremely glaring.
Just as Song Wentian was vomiting blood, the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and strong winds. The oppressive darkness carried the madness that wanted to destroy everything.
Everyone in the capital was in a panic, with cries of fear and curses all intertwined together, and the entire capital seemed to be trapped in a doomsday desperate situation.
At this time, in a private villa in the capital, an altar was set up in the empty back mountain. In the atmosphere of dark clouds covering the city, the altar looked even darker and more evil.
The man in the middle of the altar was also dressed in a black robe. His face and hands outside the robe were dry and yellow, as if they had been drained of their blood. His whole body exuded a dark, deathly aura.
The black air above the man's head formed a vortex under the control of his magic, as if it would swallow the man at any time. The guardian and the girl guarding beside him were frightened and their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.
After a long time, when the black gas above his head penetrated into the man's body, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the strong wind that was about to sweep away everything suddenly stopped, and calm was finally restored.
The black energy that penetrated into the man's body gathered on his forehead, finally forming a black mark.
When the man turned around, the girl rushed forward impatiently: "Father, is it done?"
"It is done."
A smile appeared on the man's gloomy and dry face, but the smile looked so hideous and chilling.
"I have been waiting for this day for thirty years!"
"Congratulations to father for getting what he wanted."
At this moment, the girl no longer cared about being afraid, her eyes sparkled with excitement: "Will my daughter become the most noble woman in the world?"
The man looked at the girl with eyes full of love: "Your father will replace Song Wentian and become the god revered by the world. Naturally, you will be the most noble woman in the world."
The girl's smile was distorted with excitement: "I've finally waited for this day, to trample Song Yunxi under my feet!"
This father and daughter are none other than Elder Tao of Shengyun Mountain and his daughter Tao Yuechan.
Elder Tao felt the power surging in his body and felt more powerful than ever before.
"Song Wentian has been severely injured by his father. His cultivation will never be able to recover to its former state."
Elder Tao had a sinister look on his face: "His failure in praying for blessings today will surely lead to doubts. In addition, since his father manipulated the heavens to punish him, Song Wentian's reputation as a god on earth may no longer be preserved."
Thirty years, it took him thirty years to finally completely destroy that banished genius junior brother.
Thinking that he had lived in Song Wentian's shadow all his life and could now finally hold his head high, Elder Tao felt indescribably relieved.
Tao Yuechan curled her lips: "It's a pity that Song Wentian was not killed."
Elder Tao, however, did not take it seriously: "Your father will become the new head of Shengyun Mountain, and you will become the real eldest daughter of Shengyun Mountain. No matter Song Wentian or those brothers and sisters, they will be controlled by us in the future, and will be destitute and ridiculed by the world."
"Isn't it more pleasant to live like this than to die?"
Tao Yuechan was already imagining the satisfying feeling of stepping on Song Yunxi. She smiled sweetly at Elder Tao and addressed him in a more intimate way, "Dad is still thinking long-term."
How could letting Song Yunxi die be more satisfying than dragging her into the quagmire and torturing her at any time?
Song Wentian's death from his serious injuries cast the entire capital into a shadow.
They didn't understand that Song Wentian was the chosen one by heaven, the one chosen to be the master of the world. In the hearts of the people, a banished immortal like him should have an immortal body, so how could he be seriously injured and unconscious?
Such clouds of sorrow dissipated in just a few days, replaced by rumors that Song Wentian was being punished by God.
Gradually, rumors spread that Song Wentian was abandoned because he went against the will of heaven to protect Song Yunxi, and the authority of Shengyun Mountain was also threatened.
Even Emperor Qinglong, who had always protected Song Wentian and his daughter, was questioned. In the court, the Sixth Prince's party insisted that Emperor Qinglong issue an order to punish the father and daughter, and at the same time demanded that Qin Xubai leave the cabinet.
Even Ye Xuanqi's position as the crown prince was questioned. After all, in everyone's opinion, the crown prince was appointed as the heir because he had the support of Song Wentian.
Emperor Qinglong was already in a state of panic, and the Empress Dowager also put pressure on him in the name of the late emperor. Emperor Qinglong faced the second crisis since he ascended the throne.
The status of Shengyun Mountain as the world's number one holy sect has also been questioned, and it has even been criticized by many writers.
Xuantian Mountain outside the capital has been strictly forbidden to be visited by the world for hundreds of years. It is said that there are mythical beasts guarding the foot of the mountain.
No one has ever been to Xuantian Mountain, and no one has ever seen the beast guarding the mountain, because those who have been there and seen it have never left alive.
Xuantian Mountain is usually shrouded in thick fog and is barely visible, so mysterious that people dare not approach it. But on this day, the thick fog of Xuantian Mountain dissipated, revealing its true face to the world.