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Not to mention Old Zhu, he wants it too.
If you give him one, he can guarantee that it will make the entire Ming Dynasty even more prosperous.
"No... I've lived long enough. If I didn't have doubts about the future of the Ming Dynasty, I would be eager to go down and join your mother right now."
"If this elixir is left to future generations, it will probably be a disaster. Even our Zhu family will not be able to protect it if we decline even slightly. It would be better to exchange it for the help of Immortal Baizhi."
"I do not seek personal immortality, but only that my Ming Dynasty last for thousands of generations."
Old Zhu glanced at his son. How could he not know what his son was thinking? This kind of medicine was probably irresistible to most people, including even the legendary Emperor Ying Zheng.
Therefore, it's best to avoid things that could easily lead to trouble. It's wise to just live a normal life and replace the medicine with a thigh.
"Alright, go do it. Don't waste time. Look, that person's ranking has gone up."
Old Zhu pointed to the rankings, where Ying Zheng's name appeared in the top 100, and it seemed to be rising rapidly.
"I know dad."
Seeing that his father had said so, what could Zhu Di say? He didn't dare to disobey.
"Disorderly noise!"
On Sunday, God stretched out his hand, and musical notes representing order appeared on his baton, just as he was about to smash it down on the players in the dream world.
A melody began to drift through those dreams.
……
The Lord's Day paused for a moment, because it was not some disordered noise, but rather a melody that stirred his heart.
The melodious flute music, like the wind, took him directly back to the time before his home was destroyed. At that time, he and his sister lived together carefree. The summer breeze blowing by was just like the breeze blowing around them when they hid under the bamboo forest.
Then came the sound of a guqin, which immediately transported him back to the time when his music teacher had taught him.
These musical notes are ancient, yet they seem to contain the wisdom of time, just like when his music teacher taught him those musical pieces, explaining the emotions behind those notes, as well as the meaning and history within some of the melodies.
……
Some golden tears slowly appeared in the corners of God Sunday's eyes.
Chapter 607 The Gaze of the Star God
Sunday shook his head. Although the music evoked some memories for him, there was no doubt that he was a determined man.
The notes of order gradually solidified under his control, about to be projected onto the noises in the dream.
But at that moment, a voice reached his ears.
"Robin?"
Sunday was completely captivated by that familiar voice. As far as he was concerned, no one else, except his sister, was worth stopping his creation process.
"No...is it that girl?"
On Sunday, he paused for a moment, his reason telling him that this was not his sister's voice, but that of a girl with a voice almost identical to his sister's.
But this singing...
He raised his head, for in that instant, he could sense that the gazes of the Star Gods seemed to be focused on this galaxy.
But the money wasn't directed at him; it was directed at the source of the song.
However, the Star Gods seem to be waiting for something to happen.
Will they interfere in my affairs?
Sunday's thoughts were constantly shifting; what he was going to do was to lay the foundation for Paradise with the help of God.
In the end, he will transform into the embryo of a star god, and will these star gods intervene to stop him?
He didn't know, but reason told him that he should speed up immediately.
But no matter what he did, he couldn't speed up his singing; his heart told him he wanted to listen a little longer.
"Miss Bai Zhi, is this the Miss Funina you mentioned?"
At Liumeng Reef, the robin looked at Bai Zhi in surprise. Not long ago, Bai Zhi Huang Quan brought Xing, who had just woken up, to Liumeng Reef, found the robin, and explained her brother's situation.
I also mentioned what I'm currently doing with Pinocchio.
"Hmm, Miss Robin, isn't my Fufu's voice lovely?"
Bai Zhi said with some pride.
The robin didn't answer immediately, but listened for a moment and then said with obvious delight, "Miss Furina's singing is really wonderful. I can hear a strong sense of harmony in it."
"The strong help the weak, the dead protect the living—I can feel that emotion, as if they had gone through hundreds of years of hardship and finally achieved their goal."
Bai Zhi touched her chin, wondering if her artistic skills were lacking. Although she could discern the emotions in the words, she couldn't simply write a reading comprehension passage like the robin.
While Angelica pondered, the robin continued to listen attentively.
As those sounds appeared, she became completely immersed in them, and it took her a while before she continued:
“There are other singing voices as well. Miss Bai Zhi, where did you find these people? Although the other voices have different styles, they are able to blend together perfectly.”
"This guqin carries the weight of history, and its sound conveys the spirit of people helping each other and protecting everything under difficult conditions. I think this must be the work of a person with great insight."
"Well, that's quite insightful. People who play the guqin have lived for at least 6000 years."
Bai Zhi clearly remembered that Zhong Li usually played the guqin. Although she couldn't hear any historical flavor in it, Master Zhong's skill was indeed quite good, and she could tell that it was different from others just by listening to it.
"what?"
The robin was taken aback. It had lived longer than Pinocchio, no wonder it could hear that kind of emotion.
This must be an extraordinary long-lived species.
"6000 years, that's amazing."
A hint of interest appeared in Huang Quan's eyes. It was somewhat surprising to her that she had lived for so long without falling into nothingness.
“Miss Robin is indeed very talented in music, but now is not the time to talk about that. Your brother Sunday is using the power of order to plunge the people of the entire galaxy into an inescapable dream.”
The robin nodded sadly. "I had already sensed what my brother was thinking, but I didn't expect him to be so eager."
As he spoke, the robin turned his gaze to Bai Zhi, "Miss Bai Zhi, if it were possible, could I join this grand musical celebration?"
“My brother has always loved me the most. The reason he has these thoughts now is probably because I was attacked by bandits when I went to a remote star system to comfort people who were suffering from the war.”
The robin sighed and explained.
Bai Zhi also knew what the robin had said. This songstress from the cosmic civilization was a very kind superstar who often went to planets affected by disasters or wars to help others in order to practice her path of harmony.
Moreover, this kind of assistance is not just about going there to sing; it involves actually transporting supplies and assisting in mediation.
It can be said that the robin has gone much further than Zhou Tiange on the road of shared destiny.
On one occasion, while traveling to a certain planet, a robin bandit shot him through the neck, which caused Zhou Tian, who had previously been a believer in the Tongxie, to become corrupted.
They believed that those bandits were incorrigible and that the rules of the alliance were ineffective against such thugs; the so-called "strong helping the weak" approach could not solve the problem of these guys.
Instead, a more enforced order is needed to eliminate conflict in the world.
"If I can voice my opinion and participate, maybe my brother will understand my thoughts."
"That's what the robin said seriously."
"Of course, Miss Robin. In fact, with your participation, this event is a complete event."
Meanwhile, after a long pause, Sunday resumed gathering notes. Although this Funina, like her sister, shared the noble spirit of the Union, she was ultimately not her sister.
In order to create that ideal world we once dreamed of, we must eliminate these noises!
"The notes of order have already coalesced, and the tiny noises will fade away."
On Sunday, the conductor raises his baton, and a note is sent hurtling down into the dreamscape below.
But then, several immense forces began to gather here, causing his notes of order to dissipate completely.
"The gaze of the star gods..."
On Sunday, he looked up at the sky and realized that from the very beginning, the Star God seemed to be casting a subtle gaze in his direction.
But he never expected that so many star gods would simultaneously cast their gazes toward him.
The previously silent guardian star god, Kripper, actually turned his gaze here.
Not only did he have Cripper, but also memories, harmony, and even... he could vaguely see intelligence.
"Why would so many Star Gods notice this place, and why is Hipe among them...?"
Chapter 608 The Battle with the Holy Sunday
"What a big battle."
Inside the Shence Mansion, Jing Yuan, who was watching the live broadcast of the Dimensional Nexus concert, narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the strange phenomena that gradually appeared on the stage and muttered to himself.
The gazes of the stars can be silent or magnificent.
In the live stream footage, the earthy yellow glow emanating from the storage device can be clearly seen spreading along with the music.
Interspersed within it were the seven-colored light of the same association, carrying the light of protection, which began to continuously emanate outwards.
"Noise, it's all noise!"
On Sunday, the conductor swept his baton, and countless notes fell to the ground.
To scatter the protective and cooperative forces that have invaded.
But he discovered that the players who invaded the dreams were destroying them even faster.
He could sense that those who believed in him were rapidly waking up.
The unparalleled dream turned into a terrible nightmare, and they no longer provided any nourishment for this enormous paradise.
"This kid, no matter where he goes, he can always come up with a bunch of new tricks for us. I just don't know what kind of trouble he'll cause when he gets back to the Immortal Ship."
Jing Yuan smiled. He had heard about what had just happened at Pinocchio. After all, there were so many people there, and their Immortal Ship had quite a few merchants and ambassadors stationed there.
Even if Bai Zhi doesn't handle this matter, Xian Zhou will probably join forces with the company to break through this so-called dream.
"Mr. Sunday, in your opinion, even the Association for the Protection of Minors and the Preservation of Minors are just noise?"
After using his power again on Sunday to clear away the invading forces, a sound suddenly rang out.
Upon hearing this, Sunday... no, it should be God's Lord's Day now, he turned around, his tall figure casting a shadow, and looked toward the source of the sound.
"It's you, Dragon Lord Bai Zhi."
The arrival of Angelica dahurica on Sunday seemed unsurprising.
Because he had already made some guesses before, he had anticipated that the so-called Grammer Iron Cavalry was actually the Dragon Lord in disguise.
Even without disguising himself, as a messenger, he probably couldn't control his own dream for long and would eventually wake up.
But in his estimation, this would take at least several years.
By then, he should have become a newly born Star God, and even if the envoy is powerful, he probably won't be able to do anything to him.
"Brother, please stop. This isn't the paradise we dreamed of."
Robin, the underworld, and stars followed closely behind.
"Robin……"
God paused for a moment, his tone complicated, "But this is the best idea my brother could come up with for paradise. People can just immerse themselves in their dreams, enjoying themselves every moment. There are no difficulties in choosing, no worries about the future, and even the regrets of the past will disappear."
“Brother, without difficulties and pain, people will not grow. A world of eternal happiness is no different from an ant kept in an incubator.”
"It's a bit painful," the robin said.
"Robin, if there were no difficulties and pain in the world, your neck would still be fine, and you wouldn't have to work so hard to save people everywhere."
"I say... if there had been no pain and hardship, would you two be here right now?"
Bai Zhi couldn't stand it anymore. Although the robin was the younger sister, she was much more mature than her older brother, Zhou Tian.
God Sunday remained silent. He knew what Bai Zhi meant. Even if their past was painful, without that pain, there would be no Sunday, the current head of the Oak family, nor the renowned singer Robin.
Everything we have now is the result of the pain and hardship of the past.
If there were no difficulties and pain, he and the robin might be ordinary children from an ordinary family, going to school peacefully, living a simple life.