Two more months passed quietly.
Xin Zhuo is very busy during this period. Fusion of the power of an origin is already a laborious matter. A bunch of origins cannot be melted together like drinking cold water. Even if they are stored in Wangyue Well, they need to be fused because they are well masters. Going through the body, for him, is equivalent to crazy self-abuse again and again, and this is under the premise of having the [Nine Ring Jade Purifying Bottle] to constantly soothe the stagnation in the body.
In addition, he has to go to the "Leng Palace" every day to "cultivate" the surrender value of [Jiuyou Baizhang Ice], but it is very slow, only [11/100] in two months, and this strange behavior makes The eunuch Wang Cheng and others were very puzzled. It was the first time they saw someone who liked to stay in the cold palace.
Bai Liuyun and the others had been released as early as that night. The hatred and murderous intention of this group of people towards Xin Zhuo was almost overwhelming. The hostility of the entire court also caused a large number of civil and military officials to try to impeach Xin Zhuo in order to change the empress's mind. Unfortunately, the empress always ignored her. , and Xin Zhuo never left the palace, and seemed to have no interest in Qianli Qiongxiao City at all. He couldn't find any clue, so he had to let it go for the time being.
This big task is very complicated, with a territory of 200,000 miles, old tribes in various countries revolting, officials being corrupt, political instability, the war of annihilation of the Snow Kingdom of 70,000 miles in the northern border is still going on, and there is a faint intention of infiltration by experts from all races. Everyone is busy.
Kowloon Palace.
Xiao Huang was completely turned into a scoundrel, with no hair left and covered with abscesses. The palace maids and eunuchs were frightened when they saw him. He was lying on the ground dying, and suddenly he raised his ears and looked towards the bedroom. The dog's eyes radiated a bright light. Sexy, he murmured: "Awesome!"
I learned this from my master, and after decades of using it, I still can’t figure out why “awesome” means very powerful.
In the sleeping palace.
Three yuan-level heaven and earth origins, one advanced origin, two heaven-level origins, and two earth-level origins, a total of eight origins, are floating in the air, implying the power of shattering heaven and earth, surrounding them, and being torn out of the air. Countless cracks.
Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged with a haggard look on his face, but there was a bit of joy in his expression. It had been completed in more than two months. With so many origins, the worst one was at the lower Saint Son level.
The word "Holy Son" was so terrifying at first, but now it feels just average.
Moreover, in theory, he can constantly change his origin and use it. Who can stop him in the same situation?
However, it is still too far to continue to search for the original power and merge into the "beginning" level. I wonder if Ji Yaoyue has found a reason?
…
"Um?"
In the Qiongxiao West City Taoist Temple, Saint Jiang and Saint Ye, who were still playing backgammon, stopped and looked towards the direction of the palace.
The saint Jiang's nose seemed to be higher, and his expression was a bit gloomy: "Suddenly there were so many Yuan-level origins, ancestors, and heaven-levels. Ji's skill is great, and there are people coming from the mountain again! "
The saint of the Ye family opposite shook his head and said: "The Ji family has declined in recent years, but it is willing to spend a lot of money. Although this origin belongs to the Yuanji realm, it is a step that all warriors must go through. Integrating the advanced level is already extremely difficult, and the Yuan level is even more difficult. Bi Dengtian, even we were only half-saints with advanced origins back then. Ji's family is indeed good at craftsmanship. Is it possible that a few direct descendants of Ji's family will come out to compete for the opportunity in the Eternal Saint King's Dharma Well? "
"No need!"
Sage Jiang said: "Although the ancient holy king is terrifying, he is nothing. It is still unknown who will get it. Everyone depends on chance. Ji will not do anything that is not absolutely sure. I am afraid that he will be sent to assist the empress." , after all, that girl is about to become a saint immediately."
"The descendants are to be feared!" The sage of the Ye family stroked his beard and said: "I am afraid that the descendants of this generation will far surpass us in the future, such as the empress of the Ji family, like me, the eldest daughter of the Ye family, and you, Jiang Wuxie, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family Jiang Huan... forget it, the Jiang family of my generation is the strongest, among those terrifying eternal geniuses, who dares to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Jiang family!"
…
"The three Yuanji origin warriors...the Jiang family and the Ye family are so generous, but why do they come from near Yao Yue's palace?"
Three hundred miles away in the North City of Qiongxiao, on the Bagua Taichi rooftop composed of eight stone peaks, there is a tower with a simple shape that reaches the sky. Standing on the top floor, you can see the entire Qiongxiao Imperial Capital, which is thousands of miles away. In the tower, there is a physique The burly young man opened his eyes and murmured.
The saint can naturally see everything in the Qiongxiao Imperial Capital, which is thousands of miles away, except for the imperial palace. The "Nine Breaths Convincing Qi" formation blocks most of the sight, and the saint is no exception.
…
"...Give me death, thank you for this!"
In the harem of the imperial palace, in a Yangxin Pavilion, Grandma Ji listened to the murderous eunuch delivering the edict, with a look of exhaustion on her old face, and murmured: "My lifespan is almost over, and I just accidentally killed a young eunuch. How can Your Majesty not tolerate me?"
Several maids nearby cried and cried: "Grandma, go and apologize to Your Majesty."
Grandma Ji took the imperial edict and sent the eunuch who delivered it away. She closed her eyes and remained silent.
"Grandma Ji."
Wang Cheng, the chief eunuch of Jiulong Palace, suddenly walked in quickly from outside, cupped his hands and said: "When an empire is first established, it is necessary to have strict discipline, but there is still room for change."
"How to change things?" Grandma Ji sighed, "It's not that you don't know about His Majesty's temper, you just have to die on your own."
"No!" Wang Cheng said in a deep voice: "Grandma Ji is already a distant branch of the mountain. She doesn't think about herself or her children and grandchildren. Wouldn't it be a bad thing if she died for a crime? Why don't you ask the Lord to intercede?"
"Invite him? Can you do that?"
"It works!"
"All right……"
Grandma Ji sighed again, stood up and left the palace door, followed by Wang Cheng.
The two of them walked around for more than ten miles, passing through countless palaces and attics, and finally arrived at the Jiulong Palace. Then they looked up and couldn't help but be startled.
I saw that the front of the Kowloon Palace was full of people. From the princes and ministers to His Majesty's closest female palace supervisors Zhou Waner, Feng Shuning, Princess Wuyou, and so on, hundreds of people were queuing up to enter the palace with sad faces.
Grandma Ji was confused. She pulled Feng Shuning and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"
Feng Shuning's pretty face was full of sorrow, and she saluted: "The official accidentally dropped a drop of ink on the imperial memorial. Your Majesty wants to kill the official. After hearing the idea of the Grand Eunuch Wang, he came to the Lord to plead for mercy!"
Zhou Waner, who was in front of me, turned back and smiled bitterly: "Same here!"
"The same goes for lower officials!" Tuoba Ling'er and Princess Wuyou all nodded.
Grandma Ji frowned and murmured: "That's not right! Where did your majesty come from to be so murderous? Manager Wang?"
Looking up, Wang Cheng had already disappeared.
At this moment, an old man walked out of the palace in front. He seemed to be worried and wiped the corners of his mouth.
Grandma Ji quickly asked: "Master Zhang, how are you doing?"
The old man cupped his hands, shook his head and said: "It should be possible. Although the Lord lacks some of the bearing of a father, he is still a good person, but his temper is a bit weird. He drinks fishy and stinky well water to people, saying that it will remove bad luck. Yes, I still need to write down the life-purchasing document! Forget it, say goodbye!"
"This is not right!" Grandma Ji said angrily, "The Lord likes to make mischief. This kind of thing has happened before when signing documents. Let's go to His Majesty to discuss it."
No one talks, who dares to go?
Grandma Ji blushed and quietly lined up at the back of the crowd.
People in front came out one by one, and then went in one after another.
A few hours later, Grandma Ji was the last one to walk out of the Nine Dragons Palace, smashing her mouth and spitting: "What a weird smell, this is the first time I have ever experienced this kind of thing!"
…
In the sleeping hall.
Xin Zhuo looked at the row of sacrifices in the moon-watching well, the large number of question marks, and the dense, messy, and different levels of shareable source power. He felt his scalp numb. Ji Yaoyue was a bold woman comparable to a man. Seriously. There are so many things to do, but it’s not interesting if there are also human-level origins.
Next, I'm afraid it will be a hard battle for integration.
Pain and happiness!
Just as he was about to sit cross-legged and relax, Wang Cheng strode in from outside and saluted: "My lord, there is someone in the capital inviting you."
"Invitation? Who?" Xin Zhuo asked in surprise.
Wang Chengdao: "Long Xiangwei General Ma Boju, this person has a strange origin, you don't have to go!"
(End of chapter)
