The Liyang Dynasty is about to change its era name.
This is the last Beginning of Winter before the year name is changed.
An auspicious snowfall makes the people feel happy and hope for a good harvest next year.
On this day, the emperor led a large number of civil and military officials to the northern suburbs to enthrone and offer sacrifices. The officials who were not tired in the morning were very refreshed.
The people who ran along the way to get acquainted with officialdom were eye-opening and there was a lot of discussion. Some common people who were distantly related to high-ranking officials were proudly bragging about how solid their relationship was with them. Neighbors who knew everything about them naturally laughed. Without saying a word, some people a few streets away were startled when they heard it.
"One, two, three, four, five..."
Some people went back and forth to count the first few princes, but no matter how they counted, there were only five.
As we all know, aren't there six princes in the current dynasty? For such an important sacrifice, the prince would have to be dragged here even if he was seriously ill and lying in bed.
The people lowered their heads and discussed, but they didn't dare to speak too loudly. It would be terrible if one were accidentally accused of criticizing the royal family.
After the emperor offered sacrifices, he led all officials back to the palace in a grand manner.
Some people stood on tiptoes and sighed, but it was a pity that ordinary people could not enter the palace and couldn't see the excitement.
It is said that the crown prince will be crowned today. Cao Qingyi, who has entered the palace for the third time like a corridor, wonders if he will watch the ceremony in Tai'an City.
…
boom!
Four tall and majestic bodies flew out and directly smashed a bronze door into pieces. Three of them were lying on the ground, vomiting blood, and their faces were as pale as paper.
Only a middle-aged man nearly one foot tall could barely stand up. He was as muscular as the mythical God of War, and every muscle in his body exuded tyrannical power. But before, he was defeated by a single blow. Seeing Wang Xianzhi walking slowly not far away, the horror in his heart could not be greater.
The middle-aged man is enshrined in the palace and guards here all year round. Although I have heard the name of the old monster from Emperor Wu City, and I know that he was once invincible in the world for a period of time,
He secretly thought to himself that he would definitely lose if he was alone. But if the four brothers join forces, they may not be unable to defeat him.
But just before, this burly man broke into the forbidden area and allowed the four of them to attack. They tried their best, but they couldn't even hurt the opponent's hair.
Until the old monster Wang sighed in disappointment, and with one heavy blow, the four of them were severely injured.
Even the middle-aged majestic man with the highest level of cultivation has almost exhausted his maximum strength and is trembling when he can stand up now. He even felt the energy inside his body boiling, as if his body had turned into a battlefield, crashing in all directions.
"You...Wang Xianzhi, you trespass into the forbidden area of the palace. This is a capital crime! Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..." The middle-aged man's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth. However, before he could finish his words, he coughed up a large pool of blood, with bits of it, which were his broken internal organs.
That light blow had shattered his internal organs.
"Oh, really?!"
Wang Xianzhi chuckled and couldn't deny it.
If the top masters in the world were classified into a grade, Murong Tonghuang would be the only one, he, Wang Xianzhi, would also be the only one, and then there would be Tuoba Bodhisattva, Cao Guanzi and others.
The Liyang Dynasty couldn't even deal with Cao Guanzi, let alone Wang Xianzhi.
This place is an underground building, dozens of feet away from the ground, and is isolated by the Qintian Prison's talisman formation. If Wang Xianzhi didn't know the specific location in advance, he would have to plow the entire capital back and forth to find it. Although there are only four brothers guarding the forbidden area, they are the top masters in the world. With the help of traps, there are only a handful of people in the world who can break into it.
It just so happens.
Wang Xianzhi is one of them.
"Wang Xianzhi, you have to think clearly, you are going to fight to the death with the Liyang Dynasty." The middle-aged man said with a stern tone.
"Wang doesn't need your pointers to do things." Wang Xianzhi walked slowly but steadily. The moment he passed by the four people, the four people screamed, and their bodies instantly expanded to the limit, and then exploded, turning into There were pools of scarlet blood everywhere.
He had no intention of asking for information.
That old guy Huang Sanjia told him everything.
At this time, Wang Xianzhi had stepped into the broken bronze door.
Inside the bronze door is a strange space made of bronze, with complex patterns carved on it, and talisman formations laid out by Qin Tianjian can be seen everywhere.
Two bronze chains hang down from the two walls, strung together with a bronze coffin. The coffin is placed in the center, very eye-catching.
Wang Xianzhi walked towards the bronze coffin step by step. Only halfway through, he suddenly stopped and looked up at the bronze chain.
But I saw a person standing on the chain.
That was a young eunuch.
His appearance was not striking, but his eyes were extraordinarily deep and warm. When he looked at Wang Xianzhi, he smiled slightly, but it seemed to be filled with endless vicissitudes of life.
"I would say that just a few watchdogs like Master Liu Hao and Han Renmao were able to stop Cao Changqing many times. It turns out there is such a master behind him."
Wang Xianzhi looked at this young eunuch who conformed to the Taoist classics of "achieving the true meaning and rejuvenating his youth" and smiled: "How about it? You want to stop me? You might as well try."
"No, I'm just here to watch the fun."
The young eunuch didn't speak, but a voice sounded. The clattering sound is very pleasant to the ear, as if a peerless musician is tapping the bronze chain with his hands to play an endless piece of fairy music.
"Oh." A trace of sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Wang Xianzhi's mouth: "The Zhao family has been kind to you at least. In order to seek immortality, they absorbed dragon energy, nourished energy, blood and essence, and now they still choose to stand by and watch?"
The young eunuch didn't seem to hear the aggressive momentum, and remained lazy and casual: "If you ruin the Zhao family's luck, I will inevitably have a fight with you, although I may not be able to win. But if it is just for a trump card of the Zhao family , it’s not worth fighting to the death with a master like you.”
Wang Xianzhi chuckled.
The young eunuch didn't speak, but a voice said: "What's more, your trip is just to deal with Emperor Murong Tong. Emperor Murong Tong has a big feud with the Zhao family. Not only did you kill the eldest prince before, I'm afraid the emperor of the Zhao family is eager to do this. .”
Wang Xianzhi said: "If you don't stop me, then what exactly do you want to do here?"
The young eunuch chuckled and said: "Didn't I tell you, I'm just here to watch the fun. Four hundred years ago, this peerless master who walked the world as a celestial being and established the first level and four realms. As a junior, I also admire him. very."
Wang Xianzhi took a deep look at the young eunuch, then turned around and walked to the bronze coffin. With a flick of his sleeves, the coffin lid slid.
Lying in the coffin was a middle-aged man who was sleeping peacefully. He had a handsome appearance and a crimson brow between his eyebrows, as if there was another eye in the sky.
——Wangyou Heavenly Man is a tall tree dew.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
