Simultaneous Transmigration: Merging with the True Self of All Heavens

Chapter 55 Burying Bones in the Green Hills, the Imperial Palace Proposes

Accompanied by the sound, a figure slowly emerged from a cave not far away and appeared in front of Li Yuan.

This person was wearing a plain white robe and was barefoot, walking on the mountainside.

He had a slender face and deep-set eyes. Except for the fact that he had no hair on his head, he looked like a very simple and ordinary old man, without any otherworldly demeanor.

If an ordinary person from Northern Qi were to see this, they would probably never imagine that the person in front of them is actually one of the four great masters in the world, the National Preceptor Kuhe, who is regarded as a god by all the people in the world!

Li Yuan was not at all surprised that Ku He had discovered his arrival.

The Heavenly Dao Heart Method emphasizes the unity of heaven and man. This green mountain is where Ku He has cultivated in seclusion for many years, and his essence, energy, and spirit have long been integrated into every inch of this land and every flower and tree.

If this outsider hadn't been discovered yet, his decades-long, unwavering meditation would have been a complete joke.

At this moment, looking at Ku He walking barefoot, Li Yuan suddenly felt that what was walking towards him was not a person, but a mountain!

This is leveraging the terrain, borrowing the momentum of the mountain!

A gentle breeze blew by, causing Ku He's clothes to flutter behind him, yet he stood there quietly like a mountain, not resisting, but simply blending in naturally.

This is also about taking advantage of the momentum and the wind!

Sensing the natural aura emanating from Ku He, Li Yuan smiled faintly, stepped forward, and uttered his name: "Li Yuan."

Immediately, the two of them extended their arms at the same time.

Having reached the level of martial arts cultivation they possessed, they needed no further words; the clash of their auras was enough for them to understand each other's intentions.

Without a sound, the two hands clasped together, one withered and strong, the other fair and rosy.

The next moment, Ku He and Li Yuan's clothes billowed up at the same time.

The air between the two began to deform continuously, as if forming a huge vortex that was constantly rotating at high speed, stirring up the vital energy of the entire mountain.

However, as the saying goes, the greatest sound is silent, and the greatest form is formless.

Despite it being a full-force battle between two grandmasters, it didn't create any unusual phenomena on Green Mountain that others could perceive, and there wasn't even a sound.

One breath...

Two breaths...

Three breaths...

Li Yuan remained calm, his robes fluttering, as if the overwhelming pressure looming over him did not exist.

Ku He's sleeves were now torn, revealing his aged arms covered in bloodstains.

However, his eyes remained calm and peaceful, and his other hand rose imperceptibly, pressing against Li Yuan's chest like a falling leaf.

Seeing this, Li Yuan's expression remained unchanged. He raised his other hand upwards, like a gust of wind, causing the fallen leaves to change direction.

But then, Kuhe's eyes suddenly lit up!

Those eyes, which had originally looked weathered and resolute, suddenly became as bright as the moon and as pure as a lone star!

He took a deep breath, his chest bulging as if he had inhaled all the air from the entire green mountain.

But in reality, there wasn't a single wisp of wind moving at that moment.

What rapidly gathered was the spiritual energy of heaven and earth hidden in every corner of the green mountains, which ordinary martial artists could not perceive at all!

Of course, Li Yuan, who was exchanging internal energy with Ku He, clearly sensed all of this.

However, he did nothing, only shook his head slightly and sighed.

The sigh echoed throughout the entire green mountain, lingering for a long time, sounding so regretful and sorrowful.

The girl in the floral dress, who was cooking over a fire inside the house, suddenly sat up straight, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Immediately, she dropped the firewood in her hand and rushed towards her teacher's hermitage like a gust of wind.

As soon as she arrived at the familiar cave, she saw a strange young man.

After glancing at her, the man vanished instantly, disappearing at a speed she couldn't even see.

Her teacher, whom she considered an invincible god, stood there with his eyes slightly closed and his hands clasped together, as if he were comprehending something.

A gust of wind blew by, and the old man who had guarded the Northern Qi dynasty for decades suddenly seemed to burn out, his entire body turning into a cloud of ashes that scattered across the green hills.

The girl in the flowery dress, or rather, the holy maiden of Northern Qi, Haitang Duoduo, froze on the spot.

For a long time, it didn't move again...

……

After descending the green mountain, Li Yuan found his direction and hurried along. Soon, a huge city appeared before him.

This city looks even taller and more magnificent than the capital of the Qing Kingdom. It is built entirely of large bluestone blocks, and the city walls, which are three zhang high, seem to be slightly tilted.

A majestic and solemn feeling emanates from this massive city wall, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression, as if the city wall could collapse at any moment.

On the city wall, there are double-eaved pavilions, and spirited soldiers patrol back and forth on the high walls.

This enormous city has stood on this land for countless years, enduring countless storms and hardships.

Although the outer edges of those huge bluestones have weathered somewhat, they still stubbornly remain hard.

Upon entering the city, Li Yuan headed straight for the imperial palace.

Unlike the palace of the Qing Kingdom, the palace of the Northern Qi Dynasty did not rely on its vastness. Instead, it was layered and stacked, appearing serene and beautiful, seemingly filled with an ancient atmosphere.

The palace buildings are mostly black, which, while solemn and dignified, also carries a touch of fresh ancient style.

Although there were also ninth-rank martial artists guarding this place, it was still as easy for Li Yuan as walking on flat ground; he could go wherever he wanted.

In the imperial study, the young emperor of Northern Qi was carefully reviewing memorials.

Although he had only been in power for two years, contrary to his youthful inexperience in front of his ministers, he was actually already well-versed in politics and skilled in political maneuvering.

Even the disputes with the Empress Dowager were actually just a deliberate act between the mother and son to lull the ministers in the court into a false sense of security.

All of the above, besides the fact that he was indeed too young, was more importantly due to the secret he had hidden since he could remember.

He wasn't actually him, but she!

The previous emperor of Northern Qi had no sons!

Only a handful of people know this secret.

To avoid political turmoil, she was raised as the crown prince from a young age.

It was only with the support of her great-uncle Zhan Mingyue, or rather, the imperial advisor Ku He, that she finally made it to where she is today, albeit with great difficulty and trepidation.

Just as the seventeen-year-old emperor of Northern Qi had finished reviewing a stack of memorials and put down her brush to take a break, she suddenly heard a strange man's voice:

"Tianyi Dao Kuhe has died and returned to heaven."

"Zhan Doudou, you don't want to lose your throne and have your entire family wiped out, do you?"