In the pavilion, Zhou Waner and Qing Ge's hands holding tea cups froze and their brows furrowed.
Several people knew Xin Zhuo very well and were even talking about it just now. Now he has "appeared" and done such a big thing.
To defeat the Seven Kingdoms and capture all the masters sent by King Jing, what kind of feat was this? How did he do it with his cultivation level?
The key is to fight against the Daqian Imperial Dynasty in a corner. Doesn't he know that when the Daqian Dynasty was first established and the world returned to its center, all the major medieval and ancient forces sent their respected elders or outstanding disciples to assist, the capital of the Daqian Emperor is now There are so many masters, this power can crush anyone or a single force in the world?
By doing this, wouldn’t it be self-inflicted and deprived of life?
Beside the pavilion, Ji Pixuan stood with his hands tied, two golden tassels fluttering in the wind. His pupils shrank, but there was no anger on his face, just a terrifying calmness. After a long time, he raised his head and seemed to feel that every peach blossom smelled smelly. , said softly: "How can there be peach blossoms in this season? Cut them off!"
"Here!"
Bai Wangjie panicked, hurriedly rushed in, waved his hand, and hundreds of powerful masters surged out from all around, slashing with their swords.
Soon the peach tree broke and the peach blossoms were scattered all over the ground.
Ji Pixuan seemed to be in a much better mood. He turned around and said with a smile, "Mortal alchemy is not trustworthy!"
Several people in the pavilion did not understand what he said.
Ji Pixuan explained to himself: "Some magicians said that the word "Lu" means "shun". Taohuawu here is one thousand, six hundred and sixty-six miles away from the Great Saturday, which is exactly the number of 6,666. It is also "shunshunshunshunshunshunshunshun", which means good. Yes, it’s a pity that it doesn’t work, Xin Zhuo is really... damn it!”
The last few words were almost squeezed out through gritted teeth, and he waved his sleeves heavily: "Send the order to mobilize 300,000 tiger soldiers, 300,000 dragon and leopard troops, 300,000 demon soldiers, 300,000 wolf soldiers, 300,000 Black-armored warriors and three thousand Sky-Wing warriors and five hundred monks under my command will set out tomorrow to conquer the eight eastern kingdoms. Every time they hit a city, they will massacre them. All the royal families of the eight kingdoms and all the gentry of the eight kingdoms will be massacred. Everything related to Xin Zhuo People, be executed in Lingchi!”
"Here!"
A large number of generals and civil servants suddenly flew out of the surrounding courtyards.
…
At the beginning of the lanterns, Nanli City, which had been implicated in the war and had been in panic for several months, and all businesses were in ruins, regained its strong vitality because the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty used the fury of thunder to destroy all enemies.
The lights of the four-hundred-year-old ancient city are bright, the streets are crowded and noisy, the Goulan Wine Shop is overcrowded, and the power and wisdom of the Holy Ancestor Emperor are being promoted everywhere. In order to celebrate the great victory, the fastidious people have been firing off firecrackers.
However, it was much quieter when we arrived at the old Nanli Prince's residence street, Jinshizifang, because the residences of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor, the prince and civil and military officials were temporarily stationed here, and were closely monitored by a large number of military elites and eunuchs. No other people are allowed to approach around.
In the palace, the masters of Da Luo and Dayan were placed in Xiyuan.
In the main courtyard, Su Wuji and his wife and court officials who came from the imperial capital were chatting about the bright future with Emperor Ji Yong and his son. After all, the four western kingdoms had been destroyed, and Mr. Zhuge and the others were leading troops to attack Song, Jing, and Qi. , the elite of the Three Kingdoms have been lost, it is not difficult to destroy them, and the future is bright.
"Pap..."
Xin Zhuo walked out of the east courtyard with the eunuch San Jingzi, with a hint of drunkenness on his face.
He spent the entire first half of the night chatting with his master, his wife, and his fellow apprentices. He had so much to talk about, so much about "in the beginning," but at the end he changed his mind to, "What should we do in the future?"
What should we do in the future? It is better to say that the war at the Zhongyuan Tianque Canyon is over, or what to do with the Daqian masters and troops who are coming soon?
The prosperity and victory before our eyes are actually vulnerable!
Xin Zhuo couldn't give an answer, at least not by him, his master, his wife, and a group of fellow apprentices.
"His Majesty!"
San Jingzi beside him suddenly pointed to the grass not far away, where a man bowed and saluted, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Xin Zhuo looked over and saw that he had actually spotted that person a long time ago.
"His Majesty!"
Daozhen, the leader of the Xuantian Sword Sect back then, raised his head with a look of humility and cowardice on his face. He originally wanted to call "Xin Zhuo", but he just felt that the current Xin Zhuo was still the Xin Zhuo of the past. Both the Holy Son and Su Lao had become Prisoner, are you a fart again?
"Is something wrong?" Xin Zhuo's face was cold.
Daozhen was frightened, thought about it, and explained: "Uncle, I was wrong back then. People are selfish and will inevitably do some wrong things. Uncle, I'm sorry for you!"
This apology was forty or fifty years late, but Daozhen felt that it was not too late to apologize now. He was indeed trapped and killed by Xin Zhuo back then, but now that the Lord of Da Luo has returned, he is also in a difficult situation. In fact, everyone is one of his own, right?
After the eldest son Bai Zong died that year, he took several female cultivators as concubines over the years, and gave birth to eight sons and seven daughters. He no longer had any ambitions. His talent was not very good, and he might not be able to survive even the five declines of heaven and man. He should always be For the sake of future generations, Xin Zhuo has unclear thoughts. If he treats himself as cannon fodder and is killed casually, with his meanness over the years, none of his children may survive.
He was actually frightened today, especially when the Saint Son and Saint Maiden knelt down and died with one of the two elders!
This Xin Zhuo was like a demon, making him unable to resist at all. He needed to save himself.
Xin Zhuo did not answer directly, but asked San Jingzi: "Why did the prisoners of Da Luo Dayan escape?"
Before San Jingzi could speak, Daozhen's heart sank. He knelt down and gasped: "Zhuo'er, uncle sneaked out on his own, please spare him!"
"Press back!"
Xin Zhuo waved his hand heavily, and not far away, dozens of soldiers acting as masters of the Great Zhou Sect rushed in like wolves and tigers, dragging Daozhen away.
Dao Zhen was in a state of confusion, knowing that Xin Zhuo would never forgive him, so he couldn't help but break the jar and say: "The world is huge, and things in the world are complicated and confusing. You are extremely talented, and you will live for a long time, and you will become a big shot, so why are you so mean?"
mean?
Xin Zhuo chuckled lightly, he was already showing mercy by not killing these Daluo and Dayan disciples immediately.
It was his grand ambition to destroy Daluo Dayan within a hundred years, but not at this time. He needed to enter the other side's mountain gate in an upright manner to untie the humiliation and knot in his heart! And Daozhen is a mortal man.
After a while, he retreated to Sanjingzi and wandered by himself. When he arrived at a quiet side courtyard, a strange power wave faintly emanated from it.
It's Xue Ji!
After the death of the great Luo Su Lao, the earth-level origin in his body had no owner, so he gave it to Xue Ji for refining.
That's right! After the death of a Yuanji realm master, the original power in the body will dissipate again between heaven and earth.
If you don’t become a saint and enter the Tao with your original source, then this source is not yours and is equivalent to being given to you for temporary use!
He is now a heaven-level origin, and earth-level origins are useless to him, because only five earth-level origins can be combined into one heaven-level one. If he wants to take the power of his origin further, he needs 25 earth-level origins. Where can he get so many? It is time-consuming and labor-intensive. It would be more practical to sacrifice the souls of five Yuanji masters with heaven-level original power!
Nine tails faintly appeared in the room. I don’t know how long it will take for Xue Ji to survive. She possesses the earth-level origin left by the Dayan Saint. This fusion will probably make her stronger!
After watching for a long time, he turned around and continued walking as he pleased. Unknowingly, he reached the backyard. There was a women's boudoir or a boudoir opposite, and an old woman was holding incense to drive away mosquitoes.
Xin Zhuo asked curiously: "Old man, why don't you take a rest late at night and instead smoke insects here?"
The old woman didn't know his identity, so she quickly saluted: "My lord, there are most mosquitoes and birds at night, so I'm afraid the wooden beams will be damaged!"
Xin Zhuo asked again: "Whose room is this?"
The old woman also looked confused and said blankly: "I don't know very well, this seems to be a young lady's boudoir, but our prince only has three daughters and two sons, and the three princesses have already married, and they did not live here at that time. But, it’s really strange, the prince and princess don’t know, they just send the old lady to take care of them from time to time.”
Xin Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, he knew whose room this was.
Su Miaojin!
(End of chapter)
