In the main hall.
All the officials were as silent as cicadas, and all of them looked at their noses, and their noses looked at their hearts.
The heavy rain poured down outside the palace, as if it was going to wash away the whole world.
The thunder continued to roar, as if it sounded the death knell of an era that was about to end for the people who were still immersed in the past.
Zhou Ruoxiao had been standing beside the dragon chair, which symbolized the supreme authority of the Human Emperor, for a long time.
He was holding the Human Emperor Sword in his hand, and his expression was calm and intimidating.
"So you don't have any opinions?" Zhou Ruoxiao asked.
He has been standing here for nearly half an hour, but this group of civil servants who are usually eloquent today are like mutes and can't say anything.
As for Zhou Ruoxiao, a man with a foreign surname who wanted to seize the Jiang Kingdom, if Emperor Jiang was not dead, then these ministers would have listed hundreds of crimes to put Zhou Ruoxiao to death.
However, the current situation is no better than before. Zhou Ruoxiao holds a large number of troops at Yumen Pass, and his strength is unfathomable.
Moreover, he still had the Human Emperor Sword in his hand that he had obtained from the fourth prince in some unknown way.
This left them with no reason to stop Zhou Ruoxiao from ascending the throne and proclaiming himself emperor.
Because Emperor Jiang once set a rule that anyone who holds the imperial sword can be crowned emperor.
However, if Zhou Ruoxiao is really allowed to sit on the throne like this, then Jiang Huangquan will probably scold them bloody.
However, if there is just no reason, it is not like these civil servants will not forcefully pull and pull two big hats on Zhou Ruoxiao here and there, so that he cannot sit on the throne.
The real reason is that they are all afraid of death.
From what they saw and heard along the way from Tianzi Mountain to Chang'an, they already knew that Zhou Ruoxiao was decisive in killing and had no taboos.
After so many years in the officialdom, what they fear most is this kind of unruly person.
They are all people who live by rules, so the only way they can deal with their opponents is by rules.
But if the opponent doesn't take the rules they are proud of at all, then they will no longer be able to do anything to their opponent.
There were whispers among the officials who were already less than half.
"Why hasn't the Prime Minister come yet? Didn't it say that the Ministry of Rites has sent someone to invite you?"
"Without the Prime Minister in Chang'an, who can take charge of today's situation?"
"If no one comes forward, the Jiuzhou of Jiang State will become the Jiuzhou of Zhou State!"
"I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, as long as I'm not sitting on it, it's the same for anyone sitting on it."
"Why are those stubborn old men still holding on to the blood of the Jiang Kingdom? Can only someone named Jiang sit on this throne? Even if this person named Jiang is just a brat!"
Among the officials, there are those who have worried faces, some who are indignant, some who close their eyes to relax, and some who are doing nothing.
After waiting for a while, Zhou Ruoxiao showed a trace of impatience on his face, and immediately shouted, "Noisy!"
All officials suddenly changed their expressions, and none of them dared to say another word.
Zhou Ruoxiao immediately walked down the hall and walked towards the door.
All the officials along the way turned sideways to give way, with fear written all over their faces.
Zhou Ruoxiao walked to the palace gate and looked up at the gloomy dark clouds.
At this moment, a white-haired old man among the officials suddenly rushed out and hit the seemingly unsuspecting Zhou Ruoxiao in the back.
"The Kyushu of today is still the Kyushu of the Jiang Kingdom!"
The impact of this collision seemed to shake the heaven and earth, causing mountains to collapse and galaxies to fall.
Even if the old man's figure is so thin, even if the old man leaves a trail of blood mist behind him.
When all the officials present reacted, the old man's figure was only half a step away from Zhou Ruoxiao.
At this moment, everyone seemed to see a towering mountain crashing towards Zhou Ruoxiao's small body.
"I saw that the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel had been silent until now, and I thought he finally understood the principle of protecting oneself wisely this time, but I didn't expect it! He still couldn't hold back this time!"
"When the late emperor was in power, he had always favored him. He had been seriously injured in the human-monster war and was about to die. It was the late emperor who gave him a precious elixir to prolong his life."
"Alas, unlike us, he is a loyal man."
"But this can be regarded as repaying the late emperor's life."
All the officials sighed and sighed, with pity in their eyes.
Obviously, the ending was already written the moment he took action.
"Today is the day when I, Zhou Ruoxiao, ascend the throne as the Human Emperor. I offer you three swords, please appreciate them!"
Zhou Ruoxiao held the hilt of the Human Emperor Sword with one hand and actually closed his eyes.
At this moment, the raindrops in the sky seemed to be still, the wind held its breath, and the expressions on each minister's face were frozen.
boom
A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the entire Chang'an trembled in the fleeting light.
"This sword is famous as Kaishan!"
Zhou Ruoxiao's voice was like the old man's funeral song, directly announcing his death.
When the voice fell, the old man's body split into two halves and fell behind Zhou Ruoxiao.
The old man's face still retained the expression of anger and resignation before his death, but he still fell.
Blood gurgled out of the old man's body, mixed with rainwater, like a stream.
However, when this bloody stream reached Zhou Ruoxiao's feet, it was bypassed, as if it had encountered an unshakable mountain.
It has to be said that Zhou Ruoxiao's method of killing chickens to scare monkeys has achieved great results.
Behind him, all the officials knelt down, as if surrendering before their emperor.
"Today is the enthronement ceremony. Since God doesn't like it, I will kill it!"
Zhou Ruoxiao stomped on the ground and rushed straight towards the sky. The Human Emperor Sword in his hand shone brightly at this moment, carrying an indomitable momentum that seemed to completely tear apart the dark clouds above Chang'an.
"This sword is called Kaitian!"
A shocking white rainbow streaked across the large dark clouds above Chang'an.
On this day, all the residents in Chang'an City looked up at the figure standing in the sky.
The heavy rain stopped in an instant, the dark clouds were swept away by this sword, and the sun once again shone on Chang'an City.
They witnessed an almost miraculous event, where the power of mortals could really change the power of heaven and earth.
Imperial mausoleum.
Yan Mo and Yan Fang stood on the mountain peak, looking up at Zhou Ruoxiao's figure in the sky.
"Is this the new emperor? What level of cultivation has he reached? He can actually change the atmosphere of a city. Isn't that something that only a ninth-level fake immortal can do?" Yan Fang was amazed.
Yan Mo frowned and said, "His own cultivation level will not exceed the seventh-level peak. What he can achieve mainly depends on the Human Emperor Sword in his hand. Since the rise of martial arts, Kyushu weapons have been It is divided into nine levels from the first to the ninth level, but there are very few weapons that can reach the ninth level. Some people have even said that there are even fewer ninth-level weapons than ninth-level warriors.
This is not only because it is difficult for ninth-grade weapons to be born, but also because the emergence of a ninth-grade weapon will definitely attract the attention of countless powerful people. If you fail to maintain the strength of this weapon, you will be in trouble, so maybe this There are still ninth-grade weapons in the world, but their masters don't want to show them. "
Yan Fang's face showed a look of contemplation, "Then is this Human Emperor Sword the ninth grade?"
Yan Mo said in a deep voice, "From the past hundred years, there are only two weapons that can be rated as ninth-grade weapons. One is the Human Emperor Sword, and the other is called the Demon Emperor's Seal."
"Demon Emperor's Seal?"
"Yes, this Demon King's Seal was made by the Demon King smelting the Demon King's seals of the four demon kings. Its power is not inferior to the Human Emperor's Sword."
"So, is Jiang State really going to become Zhou State?" Yan Fang stared at the sky with a somewhat complicated tone.
Yan Mo was silent for a moment and looked down at his right hand.
He held a token tightly in his right hand, with an unruly flying swallow engraved on it.
"I promised him that the Yan Guards would only recognize Fei Yan Ling." Yan Mo murmured in a low voice.
At the same time, outside the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Several white-haired ministers with sad faces were kneeling outside the door.
"Master Prime Minister, the Jiang Kingdom is about to perish!"
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, please save the Jiang Kingdom! The Jiang Kingdom cannot be destroyed in our hands!"
…………
Several ministers cried heartbrokenly, but the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion was still closed, as cold and desperate as a chasm.
A gate blocked all the urgent pleadings and cries of the ministers outside, without affecting the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard.
In the small yard, the peach blossom tree next to the pond is in bloom, and the pink petals fall all over the pond, seeming to dye the entire pond red.
Wang Daofan was playing with a sparrow on a peach blossom branch, and he was having a great time playing with the bird.
At this time, He Shengbai, who was sitting aside, suddenly stood up.
"A few thunderous thunders made Mr. He unable to sit still?" Wang Daofan said slowly.
"I will eat your salary and share your worries. Now..." He Shengbai said calmly.
"The salary was given by the Human Emperor, and the current Human Emperor's surname is Zhou!" Wang Daofan waved his hand and drove the sparrow away.
"But Emperor Jiang treats me well, I..." He Shengbai had a look of hesitation on his face.
"Master He, think about it carefully, is it Emperor Jiang who treats you badly, or your Prime Minister who treats you badly!" Wang Daofan said coldly, "Don't forget, who gave you everything you have today? !”
He Shengbai paused, then sighed and sat back on the stone bench.
A piece of peach blossom fell and fell into the pond, causing ripples. Wang Daofan looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile and said in deep thought, "The clear sky is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain. The Tianzi Mountain after the rain is so beautiful!"
Wang Daofan stared at the sky, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through the void and see thousands of miles away.
"Speaking of which, Emperor Zhou and Emperor Jiang are quite similar. Not only are they fierce and cruel in their bones, but their backs are also very similar." Wang Daofan sighed, "In a daze, I can't tell them apart. Is this the resurrection of Emperor Jiang..."
Wang Daofan's voice became smaller and smaller, until finally it was almost inaudible.
In the sky, Zhou Ruoxiao stood with a sword in his hand. The seemingly clear and clear sky above his head was already thundering, as if Zhou Ruoxiao had offended the power of God with his sword just now and was about to suffer divine punishment.
The endless thunder converged into an extremely huge "ginger". The word "ginger" exuded a power that was so awe-inspiring that one dared not look directly at it. It pressed down on Zhou Ruoxiao, as if it was going to completely crush him into a pulp.
"It seems that you were the one who pulled out the Human Emperor Sword from Tianzi Mountain. I didn't expect that Zhi Ge had not pulled it out for so many years, but you took advantage of it. I just didn't expect that when you came to Chang'an, you would let him The Human Emperor Sword recognizes its master, and as long as it kills Jiang Guo's last luck, the Jiuzhou will change its surname to Zhou..." Wang Daofan quietly looked at Zhou Ruoxiao's figure in the sky, "Jiang Guo is going to be gone, how can you still Aren't you going to take action? Are you really ascending and have no worries about Kyushu, or are you really dead?"
