Dayu Imperial City, in the temple.
Ji Xingchen looked at the tables with inherited items on both sides, a trace of greed flashing in his eyes.
But when he saw the empty first table, a trace of ferocious anger flashed in his eyes.
"Lu Chen!!!"
"It turns out that your ancestor was actually a courtier of my Dayu. How dare you commit crimes like this? After I ascend the throne, I will be the first to attack you!!"
Ji Xingchen roared angrily, rushed forward and kicked the table away.
He stood there, slowly raised his head, and looked at the throne above the main hall. The majestic dragon robe sat on the throne, as if he were the former Emperor Yu, looking down at the people.
He knelt down and kowtowed devoutly.
"The 7777th grandson of the Dayu royal family, Ji Xingchen, comes to pay homage to our ancestors."
"My grandson will definitely live up to the will of his ancestors. He will hold the shuriken again and fight against the outsiders. Please give him the throne!!"
boom! boom! boom!
He kowtowed three times until his forehead bled, and then he stood up and walked towards the throne.
He crossed the pond in the main hall. The pond had dried up and there were still several fish skeletons in it. Behind the pond, there were 18 steps.
On every step, the name of a great city is engraved.
After crossing the steps, he came to the table.
There were 10 scrolls placed on the table. On each scroll, there was a word 'sealed', and Ji Xingchen reached out to grab it.
boom!
A counter-shock force bounced his hand away, and when he turned it over, he saw that his palm was already red.
"Is it because I haven't inherited the throne yet, so I can't use it?"
Ji Xingchen shook his head and reached for the dragon robe, but just like before, his hand was bounced away again.
And the backlash was even stronger, and his palms were already bleeding.
There was a hint of haze in his eyes.
"I am of the bloodline of the Dayu royal family and the legitimate heir to the emperor. You are just a remnant of my ancestors. How dare you disobey me?"
Ji Xingchen roared.
Reaching for it again.
This time, he grabbed the sleeve of the dragon robe and did not let go no matter how terrifying the backlash was!
Blood was sprinkled on the dragon robe.
But there was no response from the dragon robe, but the force of the shock continued to increase. Gradually, the flesh and blood in Ji Xingchen's palm began to collapse, and he had to withdraw his palm.
"Why??"
He looked at the dragon robe in confusion.
"Because you don't deserve it."
A cold voice sounded from the hall.
Ji Xingchen turned around suddenly and saw that the table he had just kicked away had returned to its original position at some point, and there was an old man sitting behind the table.
"Who are you? How dare you say that I am not worthy?"
Ji Xingchen stared at the other party angrily. In his opinion, the other party was just a courtier of his ancestors and had no right to dictate to him.
"Because Longpao didn't recognize you, because "Yu Chao Ji" didn't recognize you either!"
"Right now, you are not qualified to inherit the throne of Dayu, but maybe I can lend you that sword."
Gui Longzi pointed to the sword in the sleeve of the dragon robe and said lightly.
Ji Xingchen was startled, and immediately reached out and grabbed the sword. The sword really showed no resistance, but when he tried to unsheath the sword, he found that he couldn't pull it out!
"How do you want me to use a sword that cannot be unsheathed?" Ji Xingchen rushed down the steps, pointed at Gui Longzi and said angrily: "Tell me, how can I inherit the throne of Dayu!!"
Gui Longzi raised his head and glanced at Ji Xingchen. After a long time, he sighed, with undisguised disappointment on his face.
Is Dayu already so lonely?
The heir to the throne is so unbearable.
No wonder that boy Lu Chen didn't want to recognize him.
"Say it!!"
Ji Xingchen suddenly drew his sword and put it on Gui Longzi's neck, as if if he didn't say anything, he would chop off his head with a sword.
"The origin of the emperor." Gui Longzi said slowly: "After you understand the origin of the emperor, you can open the "Da Yu Dynasty Chronicles" and read all 10 "Da Yu Dynasty Chronicles", then you can put on the dragon robe and become a true The Emperor of Dayu."
"At that time, all the old officials of Dayu in the world will receive the news of your enthronement and rush back from all directions to pay homage."
After hearing this, Ji Xingchen took back his sword.
"Does this sword need to be understood by the Emperor to be used?"
"No." Gui Longzi shook his head and said, "This is a magic weapon that has given birth to a sword spirit. When you are recognized by the sword spirit, you can naturally draw the sword."
"Ji Xingchen, you are the Great Yu orthodox, and the door of the temple will always be open to you, but I hope... you don't keep the dragon robe waiting for too long."
As soon as the words fell, a powerful spiritual power pushed Ji Xingchen back to the door.
"Hmph, little courtier, how dare you point fingers at me? When I ascend the throne, I will be the first to make you completely annihilated!"
Ji Xingchen left a harsh word arrogantly, then turned and left.
Looking at his back, Gui Longzi sighed and looked helplessly at the dragon robe above: "Your Majesty, I remember you said that if future generations are unworthy, I can replace them..."
"But I don't want to get to that point. I hope he won't let us down too much."
…
boom! !
In Dayu Imperial City, a golden beam of light rose into the sky.
The Dayu Emperor's flag fluttered in the wind, showing the elegance of a force that once divided the world. The two divine dragons flew several times in the air, and after returning, they let out a loud dragon roar.
The dragon's roar echoed between heaven and earth, making all living beings tremble.
In the Imperial City Square, the magicians of the Ji family's royal family knelt on the ground one by one, looking at the temple excitedly.
Creak~
The closed temple door slowly opened again.
Ji Xingchen stepped out.
He was still wearing the dark five-clawed golden dragon robe, but in his hand, there was already a sword.
Even before the sword was unsheathed, it felt sharp enough to cut through the sky with one strike.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty for coming out of seclusion!!"
The Ji family members kowtowed and paid homage.
With that excited expression, Ji Xingchen seemed to be the most powerful person in the world! !
"Get flat."
Ji Xingchen waved his hand gently, and the Ji family's warlocks were lifted up by a force of spiritual power.
But they noticed that there was no excitement in Ji Xingchen's eyes, but only endless haze.
"Your Majesty, didn't the patriarch say that there is a dragon robe, a magic weapon, and ten scrolls in this hall? Your dragon..."
Before the man finished speaking, Ji Xingchen's sword was already on his neck.
"Are you the one who can dictate my affairs? If there is a next time, I will kill you." Ji Xingchen said coldly.
The man was trembling with fear.
The rest of the people were also sweating profusely, wondering why Ji Xingchen's temperament had suddenly changed so much.
Where did that courteous corporal, the courteous grandson of the emperor go?
at this time.
One person picked up a spell and looked at it for a few times, and then his expression changed drastically.
"Your Majesty, the clan leader... Something happened to the clan leader... He is in danger. I order you to go back immediately."
"What!?"
A trace of astonishment flashed across Ji Xingchen's face, and he immediately shouted: "Everyone, return to the city quickly."
