Time has passed forward in this turmoil for another two years. In the past two years, neither the imperial court nor the local princes were able to stop Yue Ji from growing at a terrifying speed. She became a nightmare for all the monks in Jiuzhou. At first, some demon clans who had not lost their sanity respected her. Later, mixed-bloods with ulterior motives also joined in. They teamed up with the demon clans to form a "Thousand Demon Alliance" and conquered Yue Ji. He is regarded as the so-called "Demon Emperor" and openly confronts the empire. But Yue Ji herself has never been with anyone. She has always been alone. No one can trace her whereabouts. She can only wait for the announcement of death when the next moonlit night covers the sky.
The new emperor of the Li Dynasty was finally coming of age. No matter what the current situation was, the entire Jiuzhou was still busy for this grand birthday celebration. According to the "ancient rituals" passed down by Emperor Yan, the emperor will tour the four fields before he reaches adulthood. Wherever his ceremonial carriage goes, the princes of that side must follow him. On the last day before he turned twenty, the emperor led a large number of vassals to the coast of the North Sea - the land of Emperor Yan's Longxing. The emperor ascended the nine-story high platform, and the courtiers knelt down and worshiped, and the mountains shouted. Long live. When the setting sun sinks into the sea level, the sky and the earth become dim, and the ancient fire leaps into the sky like a new red sun. The chirping of birds echoes throughout the nine continents accompanied by the fire that illuminates the sky, shocking the world. Only then can the Zen ceremony be concluded.
But this time, Rong Huan had an inexplicable lingering uneasiness. He always felt that it was not the right time to leave Jinglian City, the fortress in the sky. But there is the same dilemma. The cancellation of the Feng Chan at short notice will destabilize the people. The complicated and grand ceremony was originally used to demonstrate his civil and military skills, but after being "passed down from generation to generation", it has become a necessary procedure for the emperor to verify his legitimacy.
In the end, Feng Chan made a grand opening as scheduled despite his hesitations. The crimson flag of the Nanming Zhuque Burning City was planted all over the three hundred miles of Beihai coastline, like bright flames swaying in the dusk sea breeze. As the tide receded, the jade-white island on the sea gradually revealed its true form - it was actually a hundred-foot-high platform made of white jade!
Every jade brick on the platform was transported from the Kunlun Mountains in the far west of Junzhou. For this purpose, the Li Dynasty drove tens of thousands of coolies composed of low-level monks and ordinary people. Hundreds of skilled craftsmen worked day and night to carve the numerous glorious stories of the Li Dynasty that have been recorded since the founding of Emperor Yan on the four walls of this behemoth one after another.
The sun was setting in the west, and the mixed-race princes who followed the emperor were dressed in robes and belts. In addition to their crowns, they only wore jade hairpins. The seals on the rings they wore must be second to those of the emperor. This trip went surprisingly smoothly. All eight hundred princes from the Nine Provinces, including those who had been uneasy, were present. With their sleeves covered, they all stayed in the shadow of the tower, lowering their heads, not allowed to look up at the emperor bathing in the final glow at the top of the tower.
Rong Huan was the only one at the top of the tower. According to the cumbersome process, he needs to clean his hands, take a gilded dagger, and carve his name on the jade tablet in front of him, imitating his own whim of "stretching the stone and returning" when he was watching the sea three thousand years ago. Worshiping the heaven and earth must end at exactly the time of sunset.
But Rong Huan suddenly lost his mood. He should have been familiar with dealing with it many times in the past, but at this moment, he suddenly didn't know why and felt that doing so was simply stupid. In the slightly salty sea breeze, he looked aimlessly at the glow dancing on the sea in the distance, intending to just deal with it until the time came when the ancient true fire surrendered to him again.
It doesn't matter, in these nine continents, everyone respects him, fears him, and obeys his orders. It has nothing to do with these pompous surfaces. As long as he is the only person with absolute power, even if he sleeps in the hut wearing sackcloth, those who should kneel outside will still kneel on the ground in the filth.
At this time, a sound like a child's cry mixed in the wind was keenly captured by his ears. The ominous premonition he had always had came true. On the sea surface as far as Rong Huan could see, densely packed mackerel fish swam toward the seaside at high speed against the receding waves. Their long tails were covered with snake-like snake-like snakes. scales, but one twisted human face after another appeared on the water. They are all demon-contaminated objects that have been artificially concocted. Whenever they appear, there must be another demon appearing in the area.
It’s really courting death, he sneered.
The Southern Pearl Bird's flag burst into a scorching red light, and one pole after another formed a barrier of fire. The demon came smelling blood, but before landing, it burned into a rolling fireball floating on the sea. For a while, thick smoke billowed, and the burnt smell of grease floated far and near on the beach. This thing Fish oil accumulated in the abdomen is inherently flammable and explosive.
But this time, the number of tongyu was as large as the squirming insects in the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses. They were lured by the breath of flesh and blood, and they rushed forward one after another without fear of death. Even after they found that the rampage was useless, they began to think of ways to stack one on the back of the other, and the top one suddenly jumped up. The barrier of fire could not cut off the sky, and although the toad fish could not fly, it bounced The strength was astonishing, and sporadic fish began to climb over the barrier.
Even though there were not many of them, and they were basically killed by the mixed-bloods below as soon as they landed, they still caused anxiety among the entourage. The monsters hidden behind the scenes were never seen, which made it impossible for the empire to fight back. The emperor's cronies discussed it, and finally the deputy general who followed him bravely jumped up to the white jade tower. In recent years, because he gained the emperor's trust, he was promoted to the commander of the palace, and took charge of the military power of the imperial guard in front of the palace. Now he knelt down in front of Rong Huan worriedly and asked the emperor to temporarily move away.
Rong Huan sneered at this, arguing that he was the ancestor of these monsters, so the ceremony of conferring Zen to Zen should avoid their limelight? It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!
He put his hands behind his back and said proudly, Meng Peng, you hold them off for an hour. After an hour, no matter who comes, I will burn them to ashes!
The commander in front of the palace named Meng Peng lowered his head and reported that his subordinates had sent two armies to outflank and investigate. The most elite guards in front of the palace were required to guard His Majesty at all times to ensure His Majesty's safety.
But the subordinates are still worried that this traitor hiding in the dark dares to attack the emperor's Zen ceremony. I'm afraid it has a big background. Is it related to the recent rise of the Thousand Demons Alliance? If the Demon Emperor Yue Ji also comes... I'm afraid the situation will become difficult to control. Your Majesty's safety is more important than anything else, and I still want to take the liberty of asking Your Majesty...
Get out of here! Rong Huan threw down his sleeve, interrupting Meng Peng's remonstrance. Demon Emperor Yue Ji? Who is she? In front of Nanming Zhuque, the most perfect creation created by the eternal meteorite from the sky, she is nothing more than a defective product!
Meng Peng raised his head in response to his anger. Facing the angry emperor, this rough soldier from Xuanzhou Canglang tribe showed a look of regret that was completely out of tune with the atmosphere. He patted his knees and stood up, sighing, then this may be God's will. Falling on this nine-layered jade tower that symbolizes the throne is indeed a heroic death worthy of you.
Behind him, tens of thousands of Imperial Guards rose into the air, their armors glowing with a solemn light, and in the sharp silence, everything was self-evident.
You want to rebel. Rong Huan said this, when Lingyu invaded in large numbers, he was angry because the young people dared to offend Tianwei. But when his cronies rebelled and his throne and even his life were in danger, he became calmer than ever before.
He looked at the commanders in front of him and found that although he had been very good at using them over the years, until today he did not understand this seemingly sincere and simple-minded general.
So you set the monster? Is it to mobilize the left and right armies so that you can take advantage of it? Rong Huan stared at him and said.
Meng Peng shook his head, no, this was the work of Thousand Demons Alliance.
Rong Huan looked down and glanced at the motionless mixed-race princes under the tower. He said softly, are these princes colluding with you?
Meng Peng said that they just promised not to interfere in this mutiny. With mutual checks and balances, no one would be willing to bear the crime of regicide.
Rong Huan smiled, that's really interesting. The Thousand Monster Alliance and the eight hundred princes are all things that eat people without spitting out their bones. This time they all came to your side. You are really capable!
Because your subordinates promised them that after your death, these nine continents will be left to their disposal.
So what are you planning?
Subordinates, I want to bring peace to the world!
Rong Huan burst out laughing. This was simply the funniest joke he had ever heard in his more than three thousand years of life. The way he looked at Meng Peng was like looking at the embodiment of the word "absurd". You want peace in the world, so you want to kill me? And then let Jiuzhou be divided up by these ambitious people? Do you expect that after they get the land, they will guard the one-third of an acre of land honestly and never interact with each other until death? Jiuzhou has been unified for almost three thousand years! Why? Because of me! Only I can suppress them. Once I die, the world will surely return to bloodshed! !
The general trend of the world is that if it has been together for a long time, it must be divided, and if it has been divided for a long time, it must be reunited. The temporary pain is inevitable, and the day will eventually return to peace in Jiuzhou. Meng Peng said word by word, but Your Majesty, if you are allowed to continue living for such a long time, Jiuzhou will never have a promising future!
There are twelve generations of the Rong family, and the biological mother of each new emperor is unknown. Once the old emperor "dies", the entire harem will be buried with him. Furthermore, the Nanming Suzaku is a phoenix. The founding emperor came back from the dead, and the cycle repeats itself. Even if it is kept secret, there will eventually be flaws.
Rong Huan's eyes are cold, it depends on whether you have this ability!
Meng Peng's back was full of the clanging sound of sharp blades being unsheathed. The long green whip in his hand was clasped tightly, and the light turned into a sharp long sword. This delicate weapon that was incompatible with his rough appearance had once been Drinking blood in countless battles. Even when the swords were at war, he remained calm. "Your Majesty, in an hour there will be no one in Jiuzhou who can be your opponent, but are you sure that you can survive an hour in the hands of an army?"
Rong Huan's answer was the rushing flames, hahahahaha - how can I know if I don't try? !
His attitude of facing the enemy without fear was indeed worthy of the reputation of Emperor Yan three thousand years ago, but the miracle did not happen. In less than two sticks of incense, he was seriously injured and could not support himself to stand up. It seemed that his defeat was certain. .
Meng Peng walked out of the Imperial Guards with his sword in hand, "Your Majesty, do you have any last words?"
Rong Huan was unable to speak anymore, and he had no last words. If he loses, he loses. He just feels that this time it is completely capsized in the gutter, or in the hands of a holy father like Meng Peng who has three pounds of bubbles in his head. , It’s so frustrating!
The blade of the sword was raised high, then fell suddenly. In the blink of an eye, when his body and head were about to separate, a shadow that blocked the daylight enveloped the two of them.
The next moment, the cold wind swept through countless ice blades. They cut off Meng Peng's sword-holding hand and slit the throats of all the rebels. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The killings of unilateral suppression came and ended suddenly. The princes on the ground didn't even have time to figure out what the sudden cold was about. The decapitated corpses of countless guardsmen were smashed down in the air like dumplings. Red blood mist exploded in the air, and then flew up one after another. Like a bloody, sticky rain.
Among the Nine Continents, other than the Nanming Zhuque who mastered the true fire of the ancient times, who else could have the power to kill an empire's most elite army in the blink of an eye?
Some people thought of that answer, and they raised their heads in fear, looking up at the girl whose wings seemed to be carrying the sky under the red sun.
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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
