Half an hour later, the royal family members gathered in the Ji family's ancestral court gradually dispersed.
Only Emperor Ji Tang and Emperor Master Zhang Xukun were left.
Ji Tang looked up at the clay sculptures of the three ancestors and asked a question that had never been asked in front of everyone:
"Zhang Xukun, are you involved in the fight for the heir apparent?"
"If a poor Taoist participates, he will tell the Holy One clearly." Zhang Xukun, an old Taoist, sat on the threshold of the temple door, massaging his waist and beating his thin legs with his old and thin hands.
"Is destiny really like this? Is the Ji family really prosperous? Are the people who are prosperous really pointing to Bo Chang?" Ji Tang's eyebrows were majestic. Even when facing the statue of his ancestor, he looked respectful, but he did not bow his head.
Zhang Xukun leaned against the palace door and sighed quietly:
"Pindao is just telling what he sees.
I can't tell, I can't tell.
The Heavenly Sect doesn't even dare to talk about Heaven's secrets. The poor Earth Sect is so far away from Heaven, so how can we predict the Heavenly Secrets accurately? "
"Hmph." Ji Tang snorted, seemingly displeased.
Emperor Master Zhang Xukun, the Taoist leader of the Taoist Sect, has earth-shattering cultivation, and his Taoism is even more profound.
For thousands of years, the plans of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty have never gone wrong under the leadership and arrangements of Zhang Xukun.
Since I dare to speak in the Ji family's ancestral court today, every word I say is true.
"Your Majesty, I'm going to leave first. I still have to supervise a few idiots in their evening classes." Zhang Xukun sighed softly. He was old, his body functions were failing, and his legs and feet were inconvenient. It was really troublesome.
He stood up slowly and walked out of the ancestral court without waiting for Ji Tang's reply.
The emperor of this dynasty did not like the Imperial Master lineage, and coincidentally, he did not like the emperor of this dynasty either.
There was some disagreement between the two, which was known to everyone in the royal family, and he had nothing to do to show off. The Di Zong thanked the Ji family for their kindness, and he had done enough.
He slowly walked out, and the three incense sticks on the crown of the incense burner were slowly releasing green smoke. His eyes were cloudy and he sighed softly:
"Senior brother, you died early.
It's a pity that you didn't even give Xu Kun a chance to lift the coffin.
Otherwise, no matter what, I will drag you up and see how you push me step by step to reach Tianyuan... Tianyuan.
Walk to the center of the chess game and in front of everyone.
Lang Lang's blue sky illuminates the puppet's thread, and he seizes his freedom. "
"The secret must not be leaked..." The old Taoist looked up at the clear sky and sneered:
"You can't do anything to Pindao..."
"Oh, it's best for me to lie down tomorrow. Otherwise, I, Zhang Xukun, will definitely finish what senior brother hasn't finished, and you can't even stop him."
The old Taoist muttered, like an old man in his twilight years, who had endless things to say and endless anger towards the world.
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In the southern region of Shenshui, Tianbaozhou, beside the Shenshui, is the secret realm of Daolian.
The fourteenth level of Dao Lotus, small courtyard, sword furnace.
Furnace Kendo Mansion.
After Gu Nanyuan came out of the ancient ruins of the ninth Dao Lotus Heaven, he walked all the way to the inner Dao Lotus Heaven.
When he arrived at the 14th level of Dao Lotus, he felt the vast sword energy and followed the sword energy to this sword path cave.
None of the swords on the ground could reach her eyes.
She walked deeper along the yellow muddy ground.
When she reached the deepest point, she saw two swords. One sword was gray and black, and the hilt was wrapped with a blood-stained bandage. The evil spirit was overwhelming.
The other was a broken sword, the blade black and full of cracks.
"The handle in your left hand is called sin, and the handle in your right hand is called punishment."
While Gu Nanyuan was looking around, a middle-aged man wearing linen robes appeared next to him, with two green lotus flowers embroidered on the linen clothes.
"The swords are good." Gu Nanyuan's eyes showed desire and she wanted to pull out these two swords.
According to the rules of Jianfu, if you pull it out, it belongs to her.
"It's a pity that you are a good swordsman, but you can't hold these two swords." The middle-aged man sighed:
"Even he can't hold it anymore."
Gu Nanyuan didn't know who the middle-aged man was in the name of him. He just thought that the middle-aged man was a bit strange and even more nagging than his master.
She didn't listen to the middle-aged man's words at all, and she didn't know that the middle-aged man was a sword master. Now she was eager to try and just wanted to pull out these two swords.
