This time, the power of the lightning was directly reduced by one-third compared to before. Even though it was only one-third, it immediately reduced the defensive pressure of the Dragon Palace.
"The calamity is weakening, hold on, hold on!" Bei Nu screamed in surprise.
The demon soldiers who heard her voice roared in unison, and regardless of their physical limits, they frantically pumped power into the formation.
If they cannot survive until the end of the heavenly tribulation and let the thunder continue to strike, not only may the dragon king die and the dragon palace be destroyed, they will also lose their power again and become shrimps and crabs without strength and wisdom. After they have tasted awakening, they will again How could you let the Dragon Palace be destroyed when you feel like a monster?
Only by working hard can you have a chance of survival!
Beijing·Yongan Palace
These days in Yong'an Palace, things have obviously changed a lot. The emperor has recently rewarded her many times, and he has also visited the queen many times, even if he didn't speak sometimes, he just went about his business and glanced at her by chance.
But today, the palace was still quiet, and the maids and eunuchs walked quietly. Because the Queen was obviously in a bad mood today and stayed alone in the clean room. Naturally, these slaves also showed their happiness due to the master's mood. Angry, sad, and happy, the Queen is naturally afraid to laugh and play like this.
"Please bless my grandson Su Zi, so that he can get the first prize, return to the surname Ji, and be named Yuzhen..." In the clean room with only one futon, the queen was facing the small window and praying towards the dim sky outside the window.
As if in response, the thunder that was originally louder than the previous one gradually weakened.
But the wind was getting stronger and stronger. The green bamboos they planted were trembling in the wind, and the dark sky still had not completely dissipated.
Main Hall·Dianzhao
"Ahem!" Su Ziji felt a fishy sweetness coming up again, and reluctantly swallowed again. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his heart, and he groaned. This time, he couldn't hold it back, so he put his fist against his mouth and coughed lightly. Twice.
Although the sound was not loud, it immediately attracted the attention of officials from the Ministry of Rites and nearby candidates in this quiet hall where the sound of writing could be clearly heard.
The palace examination is handled by the Grand Bachelor and the Ministry of Etiquette. One is the presiding officer, and the other is the person who supervises the examination.
Although in a place like this, only one person would dare to cheat, but in order to prevent anyone from taking risks, these officials from the Ministry of Etiquette would circle down there from time to time.
The sound Su Ziji made naturally attracted the attention of an official. He walked slowly and stopped behind Su Ziji and watched silently.
Seeing that everyone else had written a lot on the draft paper, but Su Ziji only wrote a few lines, he let out a sigh in his heart.
"Does Su Ziji have a false reputation? Or is he in poor health and has no inspiration for the time being?"
If you really have no inspiration and can't write good articles due to physical reasons, then if you don't know how to do it, you may end up getting a second-class Jinshi because of your luck.
The official was astonished when he suddenly saw Su Ziji, who secretly felt sorry for him, his expression relaxed, he took a breath, and started moving his pen without even thinking. He used the pen like a god and wrote down every word.
The official was also a second-class Jinshi, and as an official of the Ministry of Etiquette, he had witnessed several palace examinations. Su Ziji's rise immediately made him feel relieved.
"It seems that I have been worrying too much. It was just Su Ziji who was thinking, nothing unusual."
There is nothing unusual. Even if I am fascinated by the article written by Su Ziji, I can't stand here forever. After a while, I have no choice but to leave and go somewhere else.
"Hey, the discomfort has been relieved a lot." Su Ziji felt in surprise: "It felt like a needle pricked my heart just now. I thought the discomfort would be doubled."
"I didn't want to, but the discomfort immediately subsided a lot."
"Why is this?"
But there was no time to think too much at this time. I felt much better now than before, and my mind was clear again. I didn't dare to waste time and wrote quickly.
At his current level, as long as he is fine and has no emergencies, and it is just a question about the imperial examination, he will naturally not face any difficulties.
You don’t even have to think about it, the article comes to you at your fingertips.
In the entire palace examination, there were only more than two hundred candidates left. Everything returned to normal. Only the sound of rustling writing could be heard. However, Yu Qianzhi and Liu Zhan, who had been alarmed when the spring thunder suddenly sounded, had already gathered in a place in the capital.
In the eyes of outsiders, the two of them usually have their own magnanimity, not to mention their celestial demeanor, and are calm and unhurried. But at this moment, they both had slightly sullen faces. At the same time, they stood under the eaves and looked up at the clouds in the sky, like snakes walking or coiling dragons. , there is mystery and mystery in the changes.
At this time, a trace of black air mixed into the stirring clouds, making the already changing sky scene even more mysterious.
Liu Zhan changed his expression slightly: "Someone dares to cast the Nightmare Suppressing Dragon Qi when the heavens are changing like this. Is this crazy?"
"Master Yu, what do you think?"
Yu Qianzhi also frowned and stared at it. This secret was getting more and more chaotic, and it was also mixed with the aura of Nightmare Town. Although in their eyes, this Nightmare Town technique, no matter how powerful it was, was just a clown—— Trying to hinder God's will and suppress the dragon's energy when it is in motion is courting death!
But this man was so bold that he really did this, and the consequence of this was to make Yu Qianzhi's heart tighten even more.
"Hey, I feel like this kind of bold behavior will definitely lead to death. It will bring harm to his family or power, but it will also cause the destiny to be deflected. I don't know what changes have occurred!"
The person who performed the spell was bound to die. What should he do as a living person like himself? Faced with this situation, Liu Zhan and Yu Qianzhi looked at each other and sighed.
"It's a pity that we are not good at the secret arts, so we can't see clearly."
"It would be great if Xiao Huaihui was here or Hui Dao could come out."
It is a pity that Xiao Huaihui's death has dealt a severe blow to the Tongshan Temple lineage. Seventeen years have passed, and Tongshan Temple has not yet relieved itself. This forced the current generation of temple master Hui Dao to order the permanent destruction of Tianji Technique. , making it impossible for future generations to seek to be slaves.
On a hill in the suburbs, wind and rain hit, but Xie Zhenren's robes were not affected in any way. They were still dry. The wind blew around his sleeves and whistled. He stood calmly and looked up at the sky.
When he saw what he and Liu Zhan were seeing, they were just thoughtful.
But in the imperial study, the emperor was meeting with Luo Pei, the imperial envoy for flood control. After listening to Luo Pei's report of his work, the emperor said calmly: "You are finally back. The Linxin and Wenya dams you mentioned are not only yours." To report on the work, I also sent people to check. The dam is high and the rocks are strong. Asking about the river yamen, it can be a foundation for decades."
The emperor said and took a look. When Luo Pei left the capital, he was still elegant, with only a few white hairs, and had the dignity of a minister. Now his face was sallow, full of wrinkles, and his hair was more than half white. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart: "What are you doing?" It's very good, I will have a favor later, but the Dragon Girl canonization you mentioned..."
Luo Pei received the emperor's approval, kowtowed and thanked him, but said: "Your Majesty's day and night are over, how dare I say that I am tired? And when it comes to hard work, I can't compare to Qi Hongxin - it's just the canonization of the Dragon Girl, which is of great importance, so I ask the Emperor to hurry up Decide quickly.”
After a pause, he said boldly: "Your Majesty, it is precisely because she is the Dragon Girl, not the Dragon Lord, that this matter can be accomplished."
The emperor was still hesitant, waved his hand to Luo Pei and bowed out. He coughed for a while, took a few sips of tea to moisten his throat, and then he felt better.
Listening to the thunder and rain outside the window, he opened the window thoughtfully, looked up, and murmured for a moment: "I have been restless. The strong wind and thunder, what sign does it have for me?"
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