"Is this the power of the imperial court? The gods and human luck are indeed extraordinary." Su Ming looked at the French net in the sky, which had returned to its original state, with a heavy gaze, and thought to himself.
The blow just now was majestic and majestic, as if it was carrying the whole world to press towards him. Fortunately, Su Ming's palm contained the true meaning of the Tathagata. In addition, as a reborn person, he had no innate respect for the imperial power, so it was just a loss. It took some mana but was not hurt.
Just above the French Open, the gods were shining brightly, condensing the divine power of incense, and preparing to take action again. At the same time, in the imperial city, Emperor Shenwu used his precious mirror to have a panoramic view of everything that happened on Suzaku Street. He saw the nine-foot-tall, intact Tathagata Dharmakaya, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
To be able to withstand the suppression of the French Open without any damage at all, this person really has a high level of cultivation! However, the farce ends here today.
Then, the old emperor wrote the word "pardon" on the imperial case, and took out a special small seal from his arms. This seal was made of a special material, neither gold nor jade. It was engraved with strange dragon seals and phoenix seals. Although it was only a small One side, but extremely heavy.
Because this is the power of authority.
Since ancient times, names and tools cannot be faked.
As the seal was stamped, the word "pardon" on the case suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the hall, straight into the sky.
In the sky, purple and green clouds stirred, making a sound like boiling water. Mysterious fairy music emerged, intertwined left and right, and condensed into a gorgeous poem. There were officials attending court, scholars reciting poems, farmers cultivating fields, and fishermen. Take out the fishing net, there is a woman stepping on the loom, etc., in various poses.
Immediately afterwards, a dragon claw passed through the sea of clouds. The golden scales exuded divine light and were engraved with mysterious runes. They were extremely hard. Suddenly, a golden light rushed into the sea of clouds. Suddenly, a pair of extremely majestic scales appeared. Long Yan opened his eyes and glanced at Zhuque Street. The next moment, the legal net covering Shangjing City suddenly disappeared and disappeared into the sky.
On the long street, just when Su Ming was about to take the lead and strike first, the French net in the sky disappeared, and the sky was full of gods, leaving only the dark night, as if it was just a dream.
"Leaving? That's it?"
Seeing that the legal net was dissipated, Su Ming also removed the Tathagata Dharma form around him. At the same time, he was also a little confused. Since the court wanted to take action against him to frighten all forces, why was there so much thunder and so little rain?
Moreover, there seemed to be something wrong with the gods who filled the sky in the French Open. Although they were invincible and almost immortal, Su Ming saw the gods who were killed by his palms revive in an instant. However, these gods seemed to be a little too weak. Okay, this is the capital city, why are these gods so weak?
After pondering for a moment, Su Ming shook his head and turned around and walked out of the city. If he couldn't figure it out, then stop thinking about it. The most urgent task now is to find a suitable body for the ghost he converted. The rest will be discussed later.
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In the high building of the Xuanjing Department, Chen Faxuan witnessed with his own eyes the scene of Su Ming resisting the imperial court. He was deeply shocked. Just when he wanted to explore Su Ming's details further, he only saw the court withdrawing.
Suddenly, his fists clenched, a little anger appeared in his eyes, the elegant aura on his body suddenly turned to ice, and the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop a few points.
Unexpectedly, His Majesty intervened.
Although, isn't the position of a small national teacher not as serious as the power of the imperial court?
At this moment, although he was angry, he still maintained his rationality. Since His Majesty has been letting this matter go, maybe he had other considerations. While Chen Faxuan was deep in thought, a black figure quietly appeared behind him, intersecting with his shadow. Fusion.
"Who?" Almost instantly, Chen Faxuan reacted and shouted coldly. The space centered on him suddenly condensed and turned into a cage-like field, imprisoning the black figure.
However, the black figure was like a transparent ghost. When the mana touched his body, it passed directly through him and could not touch him at all.
"Chen Faxuan, His Majesty has issued an oral summons, but you still haven't accepted it!"
A cold shout made Chen Faxuan realize that he was His Majesty's man. He immediately half-knelt on the ground with a respectful expression, "I accept the order."
"His Majesty ordered that the incident on Zhuque Street should end here, and no more fighting should be carried out." After saying that, the shadow disappeared into the darkness without even looking at Chen Faxuan.
After hearing the emperor's oral instructions, although Chen Faxuan was full of doubts, he could only accept it. Through this incident, he also learned how much His Majesty attaches importance to the selection of national advisors.
Even within the imperial court, they are not allowed to obstruct it. In this case, he is relieved. Moreover, he does not intend to interfere in the selection of the national advisor. This is His Majesty's warning to him.
Thinking of this, Chen Faxuan breathed a sigh of relief. With His Majesty's endorsement, he could have an explanation to the courtiers. At the same time, the fear of His Majesty deepened in his heart. This was not the first time he saw that black figure.
The black figure is the secret guard trained by His Majesty in secret. It is said that each one is a rare master. Every time he sees the secret guard beside His Majesty, he will always be frightened.
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Not long after, the fact that Su Ming resisted the imperial court and escaped unscathed was once again known to all parties. After learning about this incident, the evaluation of Su Ming by various forces rose to a higher level, and at the same time, they also stopped thinking.
Although they did not see that scene with their own eyes, just hearing the news was enough to shock many people. It was the Zhou Dynasty's method of suppressing prefectures and counties, and it was actually blocked today!
When the French Open was first formed, it was true that Yuanying Zhenren relied on his profound magic power to forcefully take action. However, it was no surprise that facing the fate of the court and the power of Shinto incense, they had no choice but to flee. Since then, practitioners all over the world have responded to The legal net is full of taboos, and I dare not touch it at all.
For a time, the undercurrent surged in Shangjing City again.
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The air is filled with a faint smell of moisture. The top of the hall was decorated with countless luminous pearls, making the entire hall shine like day. At the highest point of the hall, there was a throne, and on the throne, sat a figure wearing a black robe.
"You mean, a monk appeared and killed Mo Shi easily?" A cold and deep voice sounded from the throne.
"Yes, the monk didn't show up, but just made a palm move. The demon ten self-destructed the soul flag, but he couldn't resist it. Moreover, the monk also enlightened a ghost, causing the ghost to soar directly from the third floor of Qi Condensation to the building. Basic realm.”
Under the main hall, there were several trembling figures kneeling. The person who answered was a thin old man. At this moment, he also looked frightened and extremely scared.
"Hmph, Buddhist bald donkeys can do bad things. And you, I just let you stir up the muddy waters and collect intelligence from all sides. Who told you to mess with the Nascent Soul monks?" The black-robed figure suddenly stood up from the throne and looked at The kneeling figure below had very cold eyes.
The icy eyes fell on them, like ice that would never melt for eternity, their souls were as cold as their bones.
Suddenly, the kneeling figures below became even more frightened. Cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, their faces turned pale, and they did not dare to breathe or move.
For a long time, in the air
A cold voice sounded again, "I will save your lives this time. If there is a next time, I will let you taste the divine punishment of the Holy Religion."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After kowtowing again, they stood up and slowly retreated with their heads lowered.
