Chapter 240 The old emperor dies

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As the situation in the capital became increasingly tense, Su Ming transformed into a clone and traveled in the northwest, while his original self quietly returned to the capital.

The old dragon was trapped to death, lingering for breath. Two dragons fought with each other, and one person turned into a dragon. I just didn't know who this dragon was?

In his eyes, the dragon of luck that gathered the luck of the Great Zhou Dynasty above the Yangxin Palace was extremely weak. It looked a bit old and sick, with scars all over its body, and many people's resentments. It seemed huge, but in fact it was like a castle in the air. generally.

In Prince Qi's Mansion and the Prince's Mansion, the luck was like a sea, and they condensed into two thousand-foot-long dragons, one red and one blue. Compared to the old dragon's illness, they were extremely clean and exuded a majestic aura. majesty.

The prince and the king of Qi have received support from courtiers and many forces respectively, and have divided the old emperor's potential. The old dragon only has a name left, but as long as he does not die, the two dragons will not be able to transform into dragons. Chance.

Although they all wanted the old emperor to die soon, no one dared to take action, because how could they bear the charge of regicide and patricide?

Unfortunately, even Su Ming couldn't clearly see their fate and could only speculate on their general direction.

That night, after finishing his meal, the old emperor drank a cup of lotus seed soup as usual to maintain his health. On the dragon bed, his eyes narrowed slightly. He was already very old. His whole body exuded a rotten smell, and there was still a faint stench. However, it was covered by the incense and no one else could smell it. Only the closest chamberlain could smell it.

However, even if they knew it, they did not dare to spread it in the palace. Back then, the old emperor had bloodbathed batches of palace residents and almost implemented military control in the palace. Therefore, no eunuch or maid dared to gossip.

Cao Yuchen, the chief chamberlain, was guarding the side of the hall. It was getting late, and under the dark eaves, he was hidden in the darkness and was inconspicuous. He had always been so inconspicuous since he served Emperor Shenwu.

It was late at night, the lights in the palace were turned off, and Emperor Shenwu was already asleep. Suddenly, a black aura suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and at the same time, the resentment of the people on his body also exploded.

In his sleep, the old emperor was sitting on the throne, but batch after batch of evil ghosts appeared in the main hall. All of these evil ghosts were the people who were made into human magic pills by him. At this moment, they all came to collect debts. .

They cursed, hated, and cried, and each one of them was so familiar that it had become a part of his body.

The dim palace was gradually filled with darkness. He was hiding on the throne with no guards around him. As these evil spirits got closer and closer, the old emperor's calm face also showed a look of panic. He was already old and no longer looked like this. He was so wise and powerful back then, even though he was the emperor, he was starting to get scared now.

"Demon Town Museum"

The older he gets, the easier it is to become superstitious about ghosts and gods, not to mention that he is a complete loner.

Outside the main hall, Cao Yuchen was guarding tightly and did not notice anything strange at all. Even the Emperor's Dragon Qi, which forbids all laws, was not touched.

In a cave a hundred miles away from the capital, a Taoist wearing a Taoist robe, holding a seven-star sword, and wearing a ghost mask was burning one piece of clothing after another. If you look closely, you will see that there are three or three pieces of cloth mixed with hair on these clothes. It is made up of pieces of silk, some are in tatters, some are extremely luxurious, and come in all kinds of shapes, but each piece of cloth is filled with strong resentment.

Under the white candlelight, pieces of clothing were burned. There was a straw man in front of him. On the back of the straw man were engraved the birth date and there was a strand of hair in his belly. This straw man looked exactly like Emperor Shenwu.

The Taoist stepped on the steps of Yu, holding the seven-star sword in his hand, and muttered something in his mouth, "The human way is vague, and the immortal way is vast. The ghost way is happy, and it is the entrance of life. The immortal way is precious, and the ghost way is precious. The immortal way always brings good luck, and the ghost way always brings misfortune." ·····”

A hole was opened at the top of the cave. The bright moonlight shone in from the hole and fell on the straw man. Under the smoke and fire, the strong resentment also fell on the straw man.

"Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust, the grudges of life are gone today..."

As the resentment fell on the straw man, the karma accumulated on the old emperor and the resentment of the people were also aroused. In the dream, he huddled on the dragon chair, his old face was ferocious and twisted, and he no longer had the majesty he had before, "Quickly Come and protect me! Come and protect me!" The hoarse voice echoed in the hall, but what responded to him was the howls of a group of evil ghosts.

Finally, they climbed to the dragon chair, stretched out their claws, and pulled Emperor Shenwu down from the dragon chair, and pounced on him one after another...

At the same time, on the top of Tianshu Pavilion, Su Ming looked at the bright moon and felt something was wrong. The moon was not full these days. Logically speaking, the moon should not be so far away and the moonlight should not be so bright.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cast in the direction of the imperial city.

interesting.

He felt the rich lunar moonlight pouring out and falling to the ground. At this moment, the people all over the city fell into a deep sleep. Even the watchman on the street was lying on the roadside sleeping soundly, with no intention of waking up.

Is this someone using magic in the city?

Why is there no response from the French Open? At this moment, Su Ming felt an inexplicable feeling of sadness, but he couldn't guess where the source was.

Suddenly, the bright full moon turned scarlet in an instant, and the Big Dipper shined brightly. The light shone three thousand times, overshadowing the starry sky.

In the cave, the Taoist wearing a ghost mask held the Seven-Star Sword in his palm, which attracted the Beidou starlight and stabbed straight towards the straw man with the scarlet moonlight.

However, at this moment, an invisible dragon roar echoed.

The Seven-Star Sword was suddenly blocked and found it difficult to penetrate, and the sharp blade could not advance even an inch. But at this moment, black gas came out from the straw man's body one after another, and the burning ashes of Bai Jiayi slowly floated up, clinging to them. On the blade of the sword, the invisible barrier in front of the straw man suddenly collapsed, and the sword blade penetrated directly into the center of the straw man's eyebrows.

In the dream, after Emperor Shenwu was pulled down from the throne, evil ghosts crawled on him one after another and gnawed at his body. He howled and screamed and endured the unimaginable heart-gnawing pain of thousands of ghosts. .

In the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, the black air on the old emperor's face became more and more intense, and there was a look of pain on his face, as if he had been tortured. Suddenly, he woke up suddenly, screamed, and lost his voice.

Outside the Yangxin Hall, Cao Yuchen entered the palace the moment Emperor Shenwu spoke. However, after entering the hall, he could not feel Emperor Shenwu's breath, which made his heart sink.

He waved his hand, and invisible energy spread out, and the candlelight in the palace lit up.

On the dragon bed, Emperor Shenwu's face was blue and lifeless. On one side of the dragon bed, four dark figures were guarding the place.

There was a thunderclap in Cao Yuchen's heart, and he quickly stepped forward to feel his breath, then felt his pulse, with a sad look on his face, "Your Majesty!"

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At the moment when the old emperor died, a thunder sounded in the sky, piercing the sky and lighting up the entire capital. At the same time, the scarlet moon burst out with bright light, and everyone who was sleeping was instantly awakened. .

In the cave, the Seven-Star Sword that pierced the grass man's eyebrows seemed to be corroded by an invisible force. It instantly decayed and turned into a piece of dust. Suddenly, a thunder flashed across the sky and crashed straight towards the Taoist.

Purple thunder suddenly hit him, and the Taoist didn't even have time to react. His soul was instantly shattered, his body collapsed, and even his soul was dissolved inch by inch.

In the sky above the Yangxin Hall, the old dragon screamed sadly, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. In the blink of an eye, resentment entered his body and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Su Ming was shocked and a little unbelievable.

The old emperor is dead now?

This is impossible, right?

Even though he has now handed over the power to the prince Li Xian and lives deep in the palace, he is still the emperor. With the luck of the real dragon in his body, how could he die so easily?

Moreover, the death was silent, and there was no news at all, just like a sudden death.

In the end what happened?

Just when he was about to go to the imperial city to explore, several powerful auras emerged from the depths of the imperial city, intimidating all directions and making many visiting eyes recede.

That is?

Suddenly, Su Ming's eyes flashed and he saw a thunder falling from the sky. It seemed to be on the outskirts of the capital. He followed it immediately.

As the thunder fell, the Taoist wearing the grimace mask died instantly, leaving no room for resistance. He cursed and killed the emperor. This was a provocation to humanity. Even if he was a Yuanshen monk, he could not resist it. Therefore, , the backlash of humanity directly caused him to die.

"boom!"

Dust and smoke filled the air, and the cave collapsed.

The next moment, Su Ming walked out of the void. He noticed the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation that had not yet dissipated. A strange color flashed in his eyes. With a slight stamp, an invisible ripple spread. It was like going back in time, and the collapsed cave instantly recovered.

With a sweep of his mind, he saw the cave and stepped into it in a flash.

Inside the cave, there were various runes carved on it, but these runes had long lost their effectiveness and were dim. Looking at the straw man placed on the eucalyptus, Su Ming stretched out his hand to grab it, and turned to the birthday card on the back. He counted the eight characters with his fingers, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Is this the birthday of the old emperor?

Then he opened the straw man and took out a strand of black hair from the belly of the straw man. The aura on it was the same as that of the old emperor. This was the hair on his body. It was so dark that it should have been preserved when he was young.

At the same time, he found the remains of the Seven-Star Sword on the eucalyptus. With a sweep of his mind, he discovered a faint spirituality on it. Is this actually a spiritual treasure?

Now he finally understands that the old emperor was killed by a curse. As for the person who was cursed, there is no need to think about the fate. Once the emperor is cursed, he will inevitably face the backlash of human nature and destiny, and he will definitely be dead. , there won’t even be a chance for reincarnation.

But, which force did it?

Being able to use a Yuan Shen Yuan Lingbao to curse Emperor Shenwu, as well as Emperor Shenwu's hair and birth date, is not something that ordinary forces can obtain.

You know, even Su Ming didn't know the birth date of the old emperor. Very few people knew about this. At this moment, Su Ming couldn't help but flash past Li Xian and Li Nian.

In an instant, they denied it. As the direct descendants of the royal family, they would definitely not curse their father to death. If they were exposed, they would really miss the chance to become a great leader.

A Yuanshen cultivator and a spiritual treasure are no big deal, so they can be abandoned so easily. Besides, they don't have the qualifications to make a Yuanshen cultivator willing to die for them.

Moreover, even if the old emperor dies, it is still unknown who will inherit the throne. No one is completely sure. Therefore, Su Ming concluded that the perpetrators were definitely not the King of Qi and the Crown Prince. Moreover, he did not respond to the secrets he planted in Prince Qi's Mansion and Prince's Mansion.

Since it was not these two people who took action, then who did it?

Suddenly, the figures of the three sect leaders appeared in Su Ming's mind. Could it be them?

Except for the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Demon, he really can't think of any force in the world that can do this. The Yuanshen monk is not a cabbage and cannot be easily discarded by any force, and no force can easily find out the old emperor. The news got into his hair.

Moreover, curse killing is not that simple. There must be some unknown secret hidden in it, but now there is only a straw man and some residue left here. All the breath has been wiped out by the thunder strike, and there is no way to investigate it. rise.

Thinking of this, Su Ming sighed lightly, turned around and left. Behind him, the entire cave collapsed again and disappeared from the surface. After Su Ming left, figures came slowly one after another. They all saw the scene where the thunder fell just now. There must be some treasure hidden here. At this moment, all the monks who came here were filled with excitement. Showing some enthusiasm.

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Prince's Mansion, Prince Qi's Mansion.

Originally, they had all fallen asleep, but under the thunder, all the people in the city fell out of their sleep, and then they learned the news of the old emperor's death.

Even though the old emperor purged the eunuchs and maids in the palace over and over again, there were still some spies left in the face of the pervasive erosion of the prince and King Qi, but none of these spies could spread the news.

After the old emperor died, Cao Yuchen immediately arranged for the palace guards to block the news, and then went to invite the queen and prince. However, now that the prince has learned the news, how could King Qi not know?

There is never an airtight wall in the world.

After learning the news, Li Xian went to the palace overnight, but Li Nian, who learned the news, sat in the palace of Qi and issued orders, dispatched troops and generals, and prepared for a mutiny. For him, if he wanted to ascend to the throne, he only had this way The road can be walked.

He has been preparing for this day for a long time, and now, this day has finally arrived.

Now, he was excited, scared, and even a little bit happy. That old guy was finally dead, and the mountain that was weighing on the hearts of the two brothers finally disappeared.

After returning to the imperial city, Su Ming did not go to the Yangxin Palace to see the old emperor. Instead, he stepped into the deep palace. This was where the royal family's sacrificial pavilion was in the past and where the Yuanshen monks of the Great Zhou Dynasty retreated.

They also noticed the death of Emperor Shenwu immediately. However, due to the original agreement, they could not interfere in the affairs of the royal family and could only secretly guard the imperial city. Therefore, they immediately spread their aura to intimidate all forces. .