Qiao Yu's eyes were cold: "Your Highness is a son in private and a minister in public! Even though you are the prince, you are not allowed to be so unreasonable and presumptuous in the palace!"
Ying Xiu was subdued in an instant, and the seventy-six Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance Tribulation Realm monks who came to guard him behind him showed no intention of taking action.
First, King Qiaoyu's palace took action too quickly. Even though they were monks in the Tribulation Realm, they had no ability to react when King Yin took action.
The second is that they are not worried at all that Zhongyou's heroic subjects will harm their only future successor to the throne.
Ying Xiu stared intently at the finger in front of him that contained the power of terror.
His eyebrows were slightly lowered, and he was surprisingly calm: "Did Prince Qiao Yu decide that he was determined to commit treason by killing Gu Yi?"
"Your Highness's move really makes people suspicious!"
Ying Xiu smiled, looking past Qiao Yu's side and back: "But in Gu's eyes, Shentu Palace is much more rational than you."
Qiao Yu couldn't understand the meaning in Ying Xiu's eyes for a moment. Just as he frowned, a gust of wind blew up behind him.
The wind was subtle, but never gentle.
It was as if countless ghosts from the Nine Nether Purgatory were breathing on the back of the neck.
In the wind that contained a terrifying crisis, a hand came behind Qiao Yu.
There was a soft "pop" sound.
It was like the subtle sound made by a broad palm slapping against the surface of the mire.
The palm seemed to land on Qiao Yu's back casually, but the force of the palm that came out of his body was as powerful as the ocean, powerful and insidious.
Qiao Yu's eyes trembled violently, and the darkness that occupied the entire eye socket seemed to have been washed away by water, revealing the original whites of his eyes.
His eyes returned to normal for only a brief moment, and then the whites of his eyes became congested and red. Blood rushed out of the corners of his eyes, and crimson snaked down his cheeks.
Qiao Yu's face was bleeding as he looked down at the palm prints that slowly appeared in front of his chest. Unbelievable betrayal was deeply written on his face.
There was silence in the main hall, and everything seemed to have stopped.
The confining halo around Ying Xiu suddenly collapsed and disappeared, and he regained control of his body.
He raised his hand indifferently and waved away the finger that was touching his heart.
Qiao Yu's body tilted and he staggered two steps. His face was as pale as paper, and he could barely stand upright.
He slowly turned around and looked at the King's Palace behind him, who was like his brother and his father, with a trace of deep pain in his bleeding eyes.
"Why……"
He asked the thoughts of all the Zhongyou people in the palace.
The faces of the other Siyin King Palaces were also pale and dull, and they did not understand why the Shentu King Palace committed fratricide.
Shen Tu retracted his palm, his expression was calm, and his side face was so peaceful that it was almost eerie.
He said: "Everything I do is for the Zhongyou Dynasty."
Qiao Yu's body shook violently and he almost fell down: "Even you want His Majesty's life?!"
Shen Tu raised his gaze and said calmly: "I have never had any intention of harming your majesty, but that lord is indeed no longer suitable for your majesty to be in the middle of nowhere."
At the end of his speech, everyone could hear the hidden sighs and regrets in his calm tone, which didn't seem to be fake.
Shen Tu's eyes were solemn: "Even at this moment, my awe and loyalty to Your Majesty have never changed."
Qiao Yu said angrily: "You are working with a tiger and raising ghosts to cause trouble!"
In addition, the Siyin King also had a cold and solemn expression, staring at Shen Tu with cold eyes.
A war seems to be about to break out!
Shen Tu said unhurriedly: "Five hundred years ago, your majesty ignored the objections of the courtiers and married the Tianxi Sword Sect, which caused the Zhongyou bloodline to flow to other clans. It was not a wise move in the first place!
As a king of a generation, if you combine with a foreign race, you have fallen into destiny and forgotten the origin of the country. This is a mistake!
Your Majesty's marriage to Tianxi has changed the neutrality of Zhongyou for thousands of years, broken the long-standing peace in Zhongyou, and dragged the Zhongyou Dynasty into a war that does not belong to us. This is a double mistake! "
"Shen Tu, you are so presumptuous!" Qiao Yu gritted his teeth and looked ferocious: "Your Majesty actually allows you to speculate and discuss!"
Shen Tu's expression remained unmoved at all, and his tone became sharper than a knife: "Your Majesty is Your Majesty for Zhongyou. Everything she decides has her own reasons, and I should respect her orders and follow them!
Facts have proved that His Majesty is very powerful. In just a few hundred years, he ended the war and overturned the great cause of the Demon Sect. I deeply admire and respect you for this!
Your Majesty is as strong as he is strong, but he is trapped by love and forgets his identity and mission.
She did not use the victory and glory of the war to strengthen and rejuvenate the dynasty, but still stuck to the rules and tried to remain neutral.
Now that Zhongyou has entered the world, how can he still cleanly pluck himself out of this mortal world?
Your Majesty sat back and watched the three sects growing stronger, but I, Zhongyou, stood still, and even the only heir had to be humbly fostered on the White Camel Mountain.
When His Highness was young, he was not taken seriously by Baili Yu, suffered humiliation, and was even suspected of raising ghosts and killing people, and was riddled with stigma. Aren't these all gifts from His Majesty? ! "
"That's nonsense!" Qiao Yu was so angry that he was trembling all over and looked at Ying Xiu angrily: "Does His Highness also think so in his heart?! Is it because you are resenting your mother when you lead everyone to the temple today to invite the saint?! "
Yingxiu lowered his eyes and said nothing. His eyes were as deep as the sea, making it difficult to see through.
Shen Tu sneered and said: "Why should the Three Kings Palace embarrass Your Highness? Your Highness and Your Majesty are close relatives of flesh and blood. Even if you suffer some grievances because of Your Majesty, it will not make Your Highness develop the inhuman heart of matricide.
Today, His Highness returned to the DPRK. I think I just feel that His Majesty is no longer suitable to continue to be in charge of the government and supervise the affairs of the country. "
Qiao Yu's eyes were filled with anger, and the absolute solemnity in his eyes was bottomless: "The speeches made by the Dawangdian today were sonorous and powerful, and there were hidden needles in the fabric. It must have been premeditated.
Today His Highness returns to the court. I haven’t seen him for several years, but the King’s Palace can have such a tacit understanding with His Highness, haha..."
As he said that, he turned to look at Ying Xiu and narrowed his eyes: "I don't know when His Highness secretly returned to the court before this, and secretly met the King's Palace."
"I don't understand what Prince Qiaoyu is saying."
Yingxiu nodded lightly, glanced at the people with different expressions in the hall, and said solemnly: "I dare to ask you all today in front of the Guozheng Palace, in your hearts, is Gu's mother, Empress Hou Tu, really suitable to continue to be this middle-aged person?" Lord?"
The Imperial Palace, which had been quiet for a long time, began to whisper because of this question.
Empress Ying Ji is undoubtedly the supreme being in the Zhongyou Dynasty.
As a woman, she became the emperor of the human world, opened up territory, established a dynasty in this stormy world, and protected the lonely souls from all directions who could not reincarnate.
His greatness is far beyond those of the illusory emperors and generals of the four seas, and cannot be compared to the current masters of the three heavenly sects.
Although in the eyes of outside monks, the Zhongyou Dynasty seems to be evil but not evil. It is too far away from the immortal path and is accompanied by death. It is a long journey in the netherworld. Most of them are afraid of greatness rather than respectful.
But in the hearts of Zhongyou people, there is no doubt that they do not worship Ying Ji as a faith.
She has great achievements and great talents, and she should be an immortal god.
But today, in the Imperial Palace, Ying Xiu spoke like this, but it was like a rusty and bitter nail that pierced into the hearts of many people.
Ever since the empress Ying Ji married Tian Xi and fought for divorce several times, the Zhongyou Dynasty has indeed been on a decline in the past few years.
On the contrary, with the support and help of the Zhongyou Dynasty, the righteous immortal sect, which had been oppressed and invaded by the demon sect for many years, was put to an end. Its power is growing day by day, and the immortal sect is prosperous.
The heroic spirits in Zhongyou are everywhere, and the ghosts eat the veins, making the land behind Zhongyou, which is not full of spiritual power, even more barren.
In terms of rich ground veins, fertile territory, and resource wealth, it is far inferior to all the countries in the world.
The Zhongyou people were regarded as aliens by the monks in the world, and they were secretly wary of them. In their early years, Zhongyou got married and became friends with the Tianxi Sword Sect.
After the war between good and evil ended, because of the relationship between Tianxi Sword Sect, the material trading business with Zhongyou was also quite taken care of, and he did not dare to offend easily.
But since two hundred years ago, the relationship between Zhongyou and Tianxi has deteriorated, and the couple Ying Ji and Bailiyu have completely broken up, and they are like enemies.
At this point, the situation of the Zhongyou Dynasty in the human world changed drastically. The Zhongyou Dynasty, which had been involved in the stormy wars in the world, was no longer subordinate to Zhongyou, nor was it protected by the Taiyin Emperor.
In the battle against the devil, the power of Zhongyou was greatly damaged and could not be restored for hundreds of years.
Coupled with the break with Tianxi, the situation is even more complicated.
For some unknown reason, Her Majesty Ying Ji's health became worse and worse after the war.
Two hundred years ago, because of the false accusation against Her Highness, Ying Ji's temperament changed drastically and she had no interest in political affairs.
Over time, no matter how long and powerful Zhongyou's heritage is, it cannot withstand the changes in the world and the erosion and neglect.
While he is respected by the world, he is also rejected and rejected by the world.
Until recent years, the Zhongyou Dynasty's cultivation resources have become increasingly depleted, in order to exchange for some spiritual stone pills for cultivation.
The Zhongyou people in the dynasty sometimes had to swallow their anger and humble themselves to the immortal monks outside.
Zhongyou people have always been arrogant, eccentric and unsociable. Outsiders reject Zhongyou people, and Zhongyou people look down on outsiders.
They were asked to bow their heads and apologize, looking at the unruly faces of those Immortal disciples who were once so cowardly that they were oppressed by the devil and had no power to fight back, they felt so sullen in their hearts.
However, His Majesty is getting crazier every year. Bailiyu of the Tianxi Sword Sect received a lot of help from Zhongyou in his early years.
Now he is the master of swords in the world, and the Emperor has personally conferred the title of Immortal for a Thousand Years. In the future, he will become a Golden Immortal.
But for some trivial matter, she so stupidly and foolishly offended the Tianxi Sword Sect, cutting off Zhongyou's interests and future.
It would be false to say that everyone has no ideas in their hearts.
When the god whom everyone believes in devoutly is no longer suitable to be an emperor, the hearts of believers are always easily shaken.
"Ying Xiu stands here today without any disrespect towards my mother. It's just that as the crown prince of Zhongyou, I really don't want to see my mother continue to be trapped in a cocoon and trapped in a life of poverty."
"My mother was emotionally injured. It is Tianxi's fault for Zhongyou. My mother has been crazy all day long and it is difficult to wake up. It is not a crime. It is just that in Ying Xiu's heart, my mother is no longer suitable to continue to be the master of Zhongyou."
Qiao Yu's face was so ugly that he almost shed tears when he heard the shaken people's hearts in the palace.
He looked at Ying Xiu with a gloomy look, sneered, and said: "Your Majesty is not suitable to be the Lord of Zhongyou. Are you, Ying Xiu, qualified to do so?!"
In response to this stern question, Ying Xiu raised his eyelids coldly, but there was an inexplicable sense of confidence and strength: "Why not?"
Qiao Yu's expression changed drastically: "You said you didn't covet the throne of Zhongyou!"
Ying Xiu said calmly: "Gu is my mother's only heir, the unique successor of the Zhongyou Dynasty. This throne belongs to Gu. It is destiny. Why covet it?"
Qiao Yu's expression froze.
Ying Xiu took a step forward and interrogated with a keen gaze: "My mother is crazy and my grandfather protects me, but Zhongyou is like an ownerless person. He has been suppressed and ostracized by the Qi Practitioners for many years. Prince Qiaoyu is devoted to protecting the Lord. Solitary is admiration.
But Lord Wangdian can guarantee that under the leadership of my mother in her current state, how many years can I, Zhongyou, be able to practice this human way? ten years? century? Or a thousand years? ! "
Qiao Yu: "..."
Yingxiu nodded slightly, calmed down a bit of his momentum, and said in a gentle voice: "The Zhongyou Dynasty only changed owners, not regicide.
Ying Xiu is not talented. He has been practicing for two hundred years and has made few achievements in the world. I and the other two young masters of the two sects are the third son of heaven, but my cultivation and reputation are far less than those two of them. I feel deeply ashamed.
Three years ago, I participated in the selection test for new disciples of the Tianxi Sword Sect, in order to make up for my shortcomings, practice swordsmanship diligently, and improve my Zhongyou. "
Speaking of this, Ying Xiu sighed softly and said: "It was also this Tianxi disciple selection test that made Gu fully understand the coldness and prejudice of the Tianxi Sword Sect.
Gu's father, the Master of the Tianxi Sword Sect, would rather train an unrelated young foreigner than teach me the orthodox Taoist skills of the Tianxi Sword Sect. Just because the young man was born with sword bones and excellent understanding, he devoted all his efforts to training him without any reservation. "
In the hall, someone said angrily: "This is unreasonable! The Tianxi Sword Sect is too arrogant!"
Ying Xiu said: "My biological father is so prejudiced just because Gu is from Zhongyou. You can imagine how the world should treat me from Zhongyou?!"
Yingxiu's words awakened the dreamer.
All the courtiers in the palace suddenly felt chills running down their spines and were numb with fear!
Ying Xiu's face was as cold as steel, and his voice was as cold as a knife: "If I have little influence in the underworld, I will definitely be regarded as evil by the famous Immortal Sect, and they will be eradicated! If we don't make changes today, thousands of years later, Why come to Zhongyou!"
"For the sake of Zhongyou's great cause! I would like to bear this eternal infamy. Your Majesty, please retire from the altar. I would like to become an emperor with this body and glorify me in Zhongyou!"
Ying Xiu's words were sharp, and someone in the palace was finally shaken: "Then, Your Highness, what are your plans for the future?"
The whole audience was shocked for no other reason.
Just because the person who spoke was the most upright, ruthless, and selfless second king Dian Hanqi among the six Yin Kings of Zhongyou.
"Hanqi, you..." Qiao Yu's face instantly turned ugly.
Han Qi of the Erwangdian raised his hand and interrupted: "Three Kingsdian, in my heart, Zhongyou is not His Majesty's Zhongyou. Although His Highness's words today are pretentious and selfish, I feel that they are not unreasonable. "
Dawangdian Qiao Yu said: "Hanqi Wangdian understands the righteousness deeply, which is my blessing in the world."
Han Qi glanced at him and said: "But at this time, after all, it is about the throne, there is nothing to play with, and it is not something that His Highness can just make a conclusion in a few words.
His Highness himself said just now that he is one of the three sons of Heaven. His cultivation reputation and achievements are far inferior to those of the other two, and his abilities are even inferior to those of His Majesty when he was young. To be honest, I think that if His Majesty the current Crown Prince succeeds to the throne, You are far from qualified. "
