After reading the game to understand the protagonist's chance, she took all of them.

Chapter 365: The Red Dust Tribulation

Bai Lan was very excited about being an emperor for the first time, as if she had obtained a heavenly-level martial art for the first time. She wanted to study this profession thoroughly.

Cannon Fodder Zhenjun, who was serving as the national teacher for the first time, was also very excited. He took off his coarse gray robe and put on a silk and satin robe. He immersed himself in being the national teacher in the mortal world and had long forgotten the great cause of dealing with the Son and Daughter of Destiny.

He was already the emperor? Wouldn't it be a loss if he didn't make some reforms? The two hit it off and began to make drastic reforms, employing female officials and building schools.

On the other hand, Bai Lan cooperated with the system's reform plan to build new water conservancy projects and focus on agriculture, develop foreign trade, and establish a Research and Manufacturing Department to produce things that had never appeared in this era. Their thinking had already been subtly changed by Bai Lan.

However, this excitement only lasted for seven or eight years, and Bai Lan lost interest in becoming emperor.

Once any hobby becomes a career, as you work day after day, time will gradually erode your love for it.

Bai Lan has always done things as she pleases. She quit the position the next day because she didn't want to be emperor. However, the country cannot be without a ruler for a day, so she randomly selected a person with both moral integrity and talent from among the ministers in the court to succeed her, and she herself retreated behind the scenes and became the emperor emeritus.

As time passed, Bai Lan could finally stay in the palace and spend his days leisurely.

But leisurely times always come to an end. As bad news came one after another, the old generals who had followed her in battles had become old, and her trusted civil officials who guarded the rear had fallen ill.

Countless people who had fought side by side with him for half their lives gradually grew old in front of him. Even though he knew that they had died of old age and had no regrets, Bai Lan could not suppress the sadness in his heart.

She even thought of using a panacea to extend their lifespan, but even so, it could only extend their lifespan by ten or twenty years. No matter what, they would eventually die.

Decades passed, and the already elderly Bai Lan looked at the tombstones in front of him with mixed feelings.

The familiar people in front of me are leaving one by one. The foundation that I have built over a hundred years and the dynasty that I have established are growing and thriving step by step.

But he was about to leave, and the emotions of relief or reluctance gradually took root in Bai Lan's heart like tree roots.

The life span of mortals is short, and they will be buried in the ground after a hundred years. This is their destiny. The world will eventually unite after a long period of division, and will eventually divide after a long period of unity. The dynasty created by one's own hands will also be destroyed after a hundred years or a thousand years. This is inevitable.

But the life span of a monk can be extended again and again.

One day, she will ascend to become an immortal and live as long as the heavens.

Gradually feeling relieved, Bai Lan, who was immersed in sadness, came back to his senses.

Only those with firm faith can wholeheartedly yearn for the great way. If there is even a trace of distracting thoughts, they will surely die in the thunder tribulation when they break through in the future.

If she had just used her magic to extend their lifespans, which would have only increased the karma between her and the mortals, she would not have been able to overcome her inner tribulation.

"Host?" The system looked at Bai Lan, who had been silent for a long time, with a puzzled expression.

Bai Lan suddenly opened his eyes: "Load the file."

Time instantly went back to a hundred years ago, when Bai Lan first set foot on this land, and returned to before she was reincarnated.

Bai Lan just watched everything in front of him disappear silently without saying a word.

Of course she felt reluctant, but compared to these, she cared more about cultivating immortality. Reloading the save file and letting time go back to before everything happened was the best way to sever the cause and effect.

"This, the save file is being loaded already? So sudden!?" The system hadn't even reacted yet, and he was still immersed in being the imperial teacher.

Bai Lan nodded: "It was supposed to happen this way. It was a matter of time."

"......" The system sighed: "The memory feels empty."

Accompanying Bai Lan through the calamity, Bai Lan seemed to have a heart as hard as a rock. He gained a lot, but he himself became emo.

"Just think of it as a trip. You shouldn't have depression or anything like that, right?" Bai Lan looked at the system and asked doubtfully: ""

"That's true." The system quickly perked up: "I don't understand the mortal calamity in your world of cultivation. The separation of life and death makes people feel uncomfortable, but... forget it, this system will still do a data migration and seal the memory of the past hundred years. You can call it up when you want to look at it."

During the past hundred years, Bai Lan has been acting as a mortal, and even her age has been deliberately getting older year by year, immersed in the tribulation. However, she has not forgotten to entrust the system to send people to collect intelligence on the world of cultivation, including the recent situation of Long Aotian and Bai Ling.

The system nodded and began to retrieve the data. Without her interference, Long Aotian broke through to the late Jindan stage within these years, and Bai Ling also found the rare treasures to repair her spiritual roots, and broke through to the Jindan stage within a hundred years.

Both of them collected a bunch of different concubines on their own paths and embarked on different paths of being the protagonists. They were like weeds that grew again in the spring breeze and were very difficult to kill.

However, the only thing the two had in common was that they were both looking for Bai Lan and hunting him down.

But unfortunately, reloading the save file shattered their dreams.

After all, this was just a dream that Long Aotian and Bai Ling had. They themselves didn't even know the content of the dream. Time went back a hundred years overnight, and the two of them returned to the days when they were oppressed by Bai Lan again, one in Xue'er's hands and the other in He Gui's hands.

"My informant reported that Long Aotian had obtained a total of 127 opportunities in the past 100 years, but they were all similar to the opportunities in the Destiny Child Opportunity List, so there was nothing to pay special attention to. But Bai Ling accidentally fell into a place with abundant fire spiritual power. She ate an unknown spiritual fruit and developed spiritual roots." The system circled a cave on the map and then said twice: "It's like a creation of heaven."

Bai Lan was not surprised at all, and even wanted to laugh: "Let's go pick this spiritual fruit now. I want to see how many airdrop opportunities the Heavenly Dao can provide."

"Okay! Oh, by the way, there are also casualties that you asked me to pay attention to." The system slapped its head, tapped the keyboard again, and then circled a few names: "Nan Xianzhi's sound transmission note went dark in the eighty-seventh year, and she died unexpectedly while out training. Qiu's sound transmission note went dark in the ninety-three year, and he died in the confrontation with the Corpse Refining Sect and was refined into a corpse puppet again."

Bai Lan's expression flashed: "Mark these time periods, and we need to pay special attention to them then."

"Received!" The system quickly entered working state.

Even if her people died accidentally, Bai Lan would rescue them and continue to work for them.