Chapter 972
Shocking Identity!
The man was dressed in white, with his long black hair casually draped over his face, but he didn't look crude, and was still elegant.
He has a pale complexion and beautiful eyes and eyebrows.
There is always a faint smile on his lips and a pair of eyes that can see through everything.
Being watched by him, all thoughts will be exposed.
Ye Wanlan clenched his hands suddenly: "Rong Shi..."
"Your Majesty, I hope you are well." Rong Shi bowed to her, which was the etiquette for paying respect to the emperor. "Your Majesty's wish has been fulfilled, and his obsession has been resolved. This is truly a double happiness."
Ye Wanlan did not answer, but asked: "Is this your true form?"
"My true self?" Rong Shi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I died three hundred years ago, so how could I still have my true self? But this is indeed the last of me."
Ye Wanlan's expression suddenly changed: "What's going on with you?"
"I just hid the secret from the heaven and forced myself to stay." Rong Shi said calmly, "Your Majesty, even if you use the power of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and the five elements, you can't condense a body for me to return to Shenzhou."
After a pause, he whispered, "Because I died a long time ago, Princess."
Life and death cannot be reversed. Even if Shui Yunqing wants to save someone, the person must still be alive.
Otherwise, even if the ninth level of Taiyi Acupuncture is combined with the Life and Death Needle, it is impossible to turn a dead person into a living person.
Dead is dead, past is past.
Ye Wanlan clenched his fists again and said coldly: "Brother Wang and the others are already alive, they can live again even if they die!"
"But I can't. I can talk to His Majesty here, but I am already at the end of my strength." Rong Shi smiled bitterly, "This sea of stars was left by Fan Jingtian. It has the ability to block the secrets of heaven, so I left my last strength here, and finally I can meet His Majesty again."
He is indeed not like the Sword Saint of Yan Wang. They died on the battlefield, but their obsession was hard to let go. In addition, a magical force appeared and brought them back to China.
The reason why they put their trust in weapons is because the revenge of the war of armies has not yet been avenged.
It takes Ye Wanlan's hard work to start it, precisely because Ye Wanlan is the guide.
None of these conditions can be missing.
But Rong Shi also knew one thing, He Jia and the others did not completely come back alive.
Even with a physical body, it cannot last long.
The cycle of life and death, only by entering the cycle can you be reborn.
Ye Wanlan looked at him and suddenly asked, "Rong Shi, are you really from Shenzhou?"
Rong Shi was startled for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Why would Your Majesty ask such a question?"
"Compared to the Supreme Wisdom, you can really see what will happen in the future." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "Your divination ability is extremely strong. Not only what will happen in Shenzhou, but also what will happen in other worlds, you can actually see it."
She had reason to suspect that Rong Shi was also a member of the Time Management Bureau.
"Your Majesty is worthy of being Your Majesty. The destiny of the Ning Dynasty rests on Your Majesty. You are indeed always able to feel things that others cannot." Rong Shi sighed softly.
Ye Wanlan looked at him quietly, waiting for his next words.
"If your majesty asks me if I am from Shenzhou, my answer is of course yes." Rong Shi smiled again, "Like your majesty, I can give everything for Shenzhou."
In this world, only Princess Yongning and the owner of Shenxiao Tower are qualified to play chess.
As a chess spectator, even though he could see things that even the chess player could not see, he still regarded himself as a special chess piece on the chessboard.
Ye Wanlan's eyes changed: "Really?"
"I have never lied to Your Majesty." Rong Shi still smiled, "Shenzhou is of utmost importance to Your Majesty, and so is it to me."
Ye Wanlan closed his eyes: "I believe it."
If Rong Shi had not come up with a solution, Shenzhou would have perished three hundred years ago.
If Rong Shi had not transferred Yan Tingfeng's fatal injury to himself, the Lord of Shenxiao Tower would have been submerged in the long river of history.
How could she not believe that Rong Shi could give everything for Shenzhou?
"But your majesty guessed correctly. I am indeed a member of the Time Management Bureau." Rong Shi said, "So, I can see many things in the future."
Ye Wanlan's eyes narrowed slightly: "It seems that the Time Management Bureau also has many factions."
"Of course, the more people there are, the more intense the differences and struggles will be." Rong Shi smiled, "Not everyone is so cold and heartless, like a heartless machine."
Ye Wanlan whispered: "Then why did you come to Shenzhou?"
"Your Majesty should already know that there are many Earths. The Time Management Bureau has assigned numbers to each Earth for the convenience of management." Rong Shi explained, "The Earth you are on is Earth 723, because Shenzhou was supposed to be destroyed in the year 1723, and the timeline was cleared."
But China did not perish. After struggling for three hundred years, it stood up again.
"It's not that I came to Shenzhou, but my soul in Shenzhou went to the Time Administration and stayed there for a long time." Rong Shi's voice was very light, "I have always been a Shenzhou person."
Ye Wanlan suddenly remembered something.
Rong Shi's reputation as a genius first emerged when he was seven years old.
Before this, he was unknown in Tai Su Sect.
He has been sleepy and dreamy since he was a child. He can sleep for ten hours at a time and is only awake for two hours at most. This is exactly the opposite of other disciples in the Tai Su Sect.
His parents once went to Taiyi Palace and asked Taiyi doctor to check if there was anything wrong with his body, but Taiyi Palace could not find anything.
Later, the third elder of Mount Penglai went down the mountain and passed by Taisu Gate. He said: This is a sign of soul separation.
In other words, Rong Shi was not sleeping, but his soul left his body and went to the Time Management Bureau.
"Your Majesty, the Time Management Bureau is too powerful." Rong Shi sighed softly, "I have never seen such a terrifying force that can easily clear a timeline."
"Yes, they are powerful and terrifying." Ye Wanlan said indifferently, "But in the end, we will be the winners."
"But being powerful doesn't mean being omnipotent." Rong Shi smiled, "There are people who can destroy the Time Management Bureau."
Ye Wanlan raised his head suddenly, his eyes gleaming like lightning.
"Your Majesty will become such a person." Rong Shi clasped his fists towards her, "It's just that I may not be able to see it."
He made several bets with Fan Jingtian, but they were all trivial matters.
What he was really betting on was that Ye Wanlan could become someone who was above the Time Administration Bureau.
Ye Wanlan looked at him in silence for a long while before saying, "Although I have complaints against you and once wanted to kill you, I... always want you to live."
"Your Majesty, I am very happy to hear this." Rong Shi smiled and shook his head, "It's not just Your Majesty who wants to kill me, I also have it."
Ye Wanlan took a deep breath and said, "I don't believe in fate, so I will find a way to bring you back to life."
"Your Majesty, this is the last thing I can give you." Rong Shi handed over a brocade bag. "Don't open it now. Open it when you feel powerless again."
Ye Wanlan looked at the brocade bag in her hand and repeated: "Nothing you can do?"
This means that neither the Second Battle of Ten Thousand Armies nor the Lord of the Tower of Babel will probably be the final outcome.
The white light surged, submerging Rong Shi's face bit by bit.
He finally said, "Take care, Your Majesty." Ye Wanlan looked at the disappearing white light and said softly, "Take care, Rong Shi."
When the last ray of light dimmed, there was a loud "boom"!
The sea of stars actually began to collapse.
Lancelot, who was standing outside, was horrified: "Your Majesty!"
He was about to rush in, but Ye Wanlan had already come out.
As soon as she came out, the passage behind her that led to the sea of stars was completely shattered.
This means that the Sea of Stars disappeared from Atlantis.
Lancelot was extremely puzzled: "Your Majesty, what on earth is this..."
When he looked up, he saw tears slowly falling down Ye Wanlan's cheeks, and he was even more surprised: "What's wrong?"
“Nothing.” Ye Wanlan raised his hand and wiped away his tears. “I sent off an old friend.”
To say I'm not sad would be a lie.
She is a human being, and people are all made of flesh and blood.
"Lancelot, I'm afraid there will be a bigger disaster in the near future." Ye Wanlan closed his eyes, "If necessary, you can leave."
"Leave?" Lancelot suddenly raised his voice, "I am the first commander, I can't leave, the battlefield is my home!"
Ye Wanlan asked in a low voice: "What if the ending is death?"
Lancelot said with a firm expression: "To die in battle is what I have been longing for all my life."
"Okay." Ye Wanlan smiled, "Then, let's fight."
No matter what is ahead, as long as it is something that blocks her, whether it is a god or a ghost, she will crush it all!
**
At this moment, above the Nanling Sea, a huge round table was floating quietly in the air.
The Lord of the Tower of Babel sits on the right, and behind him are seven angels also standing in the air.
Opposite him was Yan Tingfeng without any disguise.
"I have long heard of the great name of the Master of Shenxiao Tower." The Master of Tongtian Tower smiled, raised his hand, and pushed a pot of wine over. "I didn't expect the Master of Shenxiao Tower to be so beautiful. No wonder she always wears a mask."
Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound.
"Crack!"
The wine jar broke in the air and all the wine spilled out.
Yan Tingfeng didn't even raise his eyes and continued to sit quietly in the chair.
He raised an eyebrow: "I can't get used to this kind of low-quality wine."
"Oh?" The Tower Master smiled. "I almost forgot that you are good at brewing wine. This kind of ordinary wine is really not in your eyes."
Christine, Ye Xingli, Estelle and others were also there. They did not say a word and were all very alert.
"Since the owner of the tower is here, why is the princess not here yet?" The owner of the Tongtian Tower asked casually, "It is said that if Princess Yongning and the owner of the Shenxiao Tower are separated, they will each be the king of the martial arts world, but if they are together, Shenzhou will be invincible and unrivaled in the world. This seat also wants to see the elegance of the two of you."
At this point, he changed the subject again: "Or is it that the host is responsible for the actions in the open, and the princess is in the dark, preparing to launch a powerful attack at the critical moment?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the seven angels became alert.
For people like Princess Yongning, their force is not the most feared thing.
Her brain, strategy, and layout... are her greatest weapons.
In history, she once fought against 50,000 enemies with only 1,000 men and even won the city.
"Tower Master, you are worrying too much." A voice sounded faintly, "I have not come yet, only because there are people and things more important than you."
"Shh-"
The wind blows and the shadow falls.
Ye Wanlan stood facing the wind, dressed in a towering white.
She specially changed into a set of clothes from the Ning Dynasty period, which was the men's clothing she once wore when she went on incognito visits.
Her long hair is tied up, giving her an unparalleled grace.
After her appearance, the seven angels became more alert.
Ye Wanlan seemed not to notice them at all and sat down next to Yan Tingfeng.
"Oh?" The Lord of the Tower of Babel smiled wryly, "I wonder who or what is more important than me?"
Ye Wanlan also laughed: "Everyone and everything is more important than you."
The Lord of the Tower of Babel stopped laughing and said, "With this attitude of the princess, it seems that our negotiations will fall apart if we don't talk today."
"If you don't tell me what you want to discuss, how can I know whether it will break up?" Ye Wanlan said indifferently, "Why don't you tell me first?"
"With the princess's wisdom, you naturally know what I want to talk about." The Lord of Tongtian Tower looked coldly, "What I want is for Shenzhou to disappear from Earth No. 723."
"!!!"
One sentence brought the atmosphere to its highest point.
Ye Wanlan did not show any anger on his face and remained calm and composed.
She nodded slightly: "The negotiations will indeed break down, because I want to protect Shenzhou."
"That's a pity." The Lord of Tongtian Tower sighed, "I admire the princess and wanted to have her work under me."
“Master of Tongtian Tower, no, maybe I shouldn’t call you that.” Ye Wanlan stood up slowly. “You have lived for too long, so long that you have seen the history of my Ning Dynasty for more than 300 years. You have met my great ancestor, my grandfather, and my great-grandfather.”
The master of the Tower of Babel remained calm, still looking confident of victory: "I have seen you before, Princess Yongning. You looked so embarrassed when you returned to the palace."
"Of course you have seen me." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "After all, in order to be able to hide deeper and gain more control of intelligence, you entered the court as an official in 1702. With your ability, you were quickly promoted to the first rank."
As soon as these words came out, everyone at the round table changed their expressions.
What does it mean to be a first-rank official?
There were so many first-rank officials in the Ning Dynasty that they could be counted on one hand.
Prime Minister, Imperial Tutor, Three Dukes, Left and Right Commanders, General, Grand Secretary...
Those who can achieve the position of first-rank official have extremely high abilities.
Who among these people is the master of the Tower of Babel?
The look on Tongtian Tower Master's face finally changed slightly: "How did you know that? You shouldn't know that!"
Apart from anything else, what Ye Wanlan said was indeed true.
But he hid this identity very well, and even the angels under his command knew nothing about it.
Ye Wanlan remained motionless and raised his eyes calmly: "I was also surprised. I didn't expect that we would meet again. It's been three hundred years. It's been a long time since we last met."
She looked directly into the eyes of the Master of the Tower of Heaven, and finally called out the title she had used three hundred years ago: "Grand Master." (End of this chapter)