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Ever since Changsheng Xue settled in Chaoge, King Shou's energy and spirit had become increasingly poor. As a prince, he had to participate in state affairs. Emperor Yi was very displeased with his declining spirit.

How can he be so unbearable after suffering such a small setback, and how can he inherit the great position in the future?

Emperor Yi didn't know that in a corner of the city, members of the Eight Tribes came to the stage to give a speech, clapped hands with the crowd, and then vomited blood crazily when they got off the stage.

Kinnara said: "Senior brother, the human dragon energy is too powerful, I can't bear it anymore, poof..."

Emperor Shitian shook his head: "Hold on, since you want to keep Wei Ziqi in power, you have to invest, pfft... With this cause and effect, in the future, if Wei Ziqi wants to establish Western religion as the state religion, pfft... it won't work.

!”

The reason why King Shou has the symptoms he has today is largely due to Western teachings.

The Kinnara of the Eight Tribes is the god of Western music. He is good at drumming, singing and dancing. He can charm the soul and integrate it into the dance, so that King Shou can be fascinated by it at a glance, and his dreams at midnight are filled with clapping and dancing.

As a result, King Shou is now mentally exhausted, his waist and legs are sore, and he cannot even lift a cauldron weighing less than a thousand kilograms.

But for a prince to secretly attack, Kinnara alone could not bear the human backlash. Only the Eight Heavenly Dragons came together and gritted their teeth and persisted.

Fortunately, unlike Wen Zhong's disdain, Westerners cherished this opportunity very much.

The two leaders, Jieyin and Zhunti, have learned that the Eight Tribes successfully marched into Chaoge and gained a considerable foundation. They were very pleased. Although their true bodies could not come, they couriered a lot of lotus flowers from Bade Pond to use for recovery.

Injury.

In this way, they used the power of merit to resist the human dragon energy and weaken King Shou's energy.

Emperor Shitian vomited blood while hanging on lotus seeds. He looked in the direction of Wei Ziqi's mansion and made a wish under the starry sky: "Your Highness, you must become an emperor!"

…

"Uncle Wang, eat well! Drink well!"

Unbeknownst to the hardworking Western believers, a hot pot banquet was held again in Wei Ziqi's mansion.

However, compared to the previous banquets where the banquets were all about friends and unfavored nobles, the guest hosted by Huang Shang this time seemed to be Emperor Yi's younger brother Bigan, another prime minister of Dashang.

Compared with Prime Minister Shang Rong, Bigan was a little inferior in handling government affairs, but he was a member of the royal family and was the link between the monarch and his ministers. He made an indelible contribution to regulating the relations between all parties.

Looking at the hot pot in front of him, Bi Gan swallowed his saliva and felt quite surprised.

Isn't this prince who has made tremendous achievements ready to change his greedy image?

Huang Shang said with a smile: "Uncle Wang, I don't want to compete with Shoude for position, so I don't need to spare myself from this verbal desire."

Bigan said solemnly: "Is what Ziqi said sincere?"

Huang Shang looked at him: "My father, my uncle, my king, and my ministers complement each other. It is a good story. I am not talented, but I am willing to imitate him, assist and be virtuous, and protect the country and the people."

When their eyes met, Bigan saw a sincerity and calmness, and even heard the other party's loud words in his ears. He finally smiled happily and moved his chopsticks.

So delicious!

After being full of wine and food, Bigan left the mansion and visited Wen Zhong and Shang Rong successively.

Wen Zhong was noncommittal after hearing this. He didn't really believe that the eldest prince would really give up the throne. He guessed that he might be retreating in order to advance. However, since the other party said so, he just went with the flow and settled the matter.

Shang Rong felt that it was not unusual for the eldest prince to have such a mentality due to his ups and downs. If he could assist King Shou and bring harmony between brothers, just like Emperor Yi and Bigan do now, that would be great.

The three civil and military ministers had similar views, and they also summoned other nobles to calm people's hearts and prevent them from being unintentionally involved in the fight for the heir.

As for the protagonist of all this, His Royal Highness King Shou, Emperor Yi did not tell him because he wanted to take the exam.

If others don't compete with you and want to inform and comfort you urgently, that would be such a waste.

In fact, notifications are useless.

Because King Shou would not believe it at all.

His sleep quality had been extremely poor recently and he was in a state of depression, but his copper bell-like eyes were igniting with blazing flames, and he kept summoning Fei Zhongyouhun to inquire about the progress.

Fei Zhongyouhun was forced to take it no more, so he could only kneel down in front of him and said tremblingly: "Your Highness, that is a ceremony to worship the heaven, the three emperors, the ancestors, and the God. We really don't dare to do anything there.

ah!"

King Shou looked at them coldly for a while, then suddenly said: "Have you found Yu Hua?"

Fei Zhongdao: "I found traces of him. He is still wandering in Chaoge. He is often seen in His Highness's mansion. He seems to be..."

"He is worried that the guild will be harmful to Wei Ziqi and will protect him, right?"

King Shou continued, with a strange smile on his face: "Isn't this great? Yu Hua is so withdrawn and only accepts death. As long as he is guided, if he misunderstands something, he will dare to take action during the ceremony to worship the heaven!

"

Fei Zhong and You Hun were extremely talented in intrigues and tricks, and they knew it right away. They all kowtowed: "Your Highness is wise!"

…

The second day.

Yu Hua rode a beast with flaming eyes and golden eyes, flying in the air, riding on the clouds and mist, and headed all the way to Penglai Fairy Island with a look of indignation on his brows.

This is the dojo of his master Penglai Yiqi Xianyuyuan. When he landed on the island, he saw that the rocks were rugged and sharp. Even the fairy flowers and herbs often showed a blood color, which showed the style of the island owner.

Yu Hua entered the cave and reached the depths. He saw a tall, fierce Taoist with blue complexion and long auburn hair hanging in front of a treasure furnace. He immediately kowtowed and said: "Master, the disciple is back.

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Yu Yuan looked at him and said in a neutral tone: "It will be good to come back. Will there be any gains from this trip?"

Yu Hua felt ashamed: "Disciple, I am ashamed. I was bullied by a traitor. I almost harmed Zhongliang and lost the soul-killing flag. Please punish me, Master!"

Yu Yuan raised his eyebrows: "The soul-killing flag was lost? What kind of opponent did you encounter?"

Yu Hua was startled and felt that his master was a little strange, but he still described the cause and effect in detail.

"Wei Ziqi...Western teaching...immortality science...haha, it's so blatant!"

Yu Yuan sneered: "Are you here to stand up for the master and take back the Soul-Slaying Banner for you?"

Yu Hua quickly shook his head: "No, I wanted to protect His Highness, but yesterday I heard a conspiracy. During the ceremony to worship the heaven, King Shou wanted to do something unfavorable to His Highness and killed him on the spot. The disciple's cultivation level is low and he lost it again.

The soul-killing banner was afraid that it would be difficult to protect the palace, so I came here to ask Master to give me the treasure. After this, I am willing to accept the punishment!"

Yu Yuan was puzzled: "It's impossible to do something directly during the heaven-sacrifice ceremony. Are you sure you heard correctly?"

Yu Hua said categorically: "It's absolutely true and absolutely correct!"

Yu Yuan smiled and said: "Haha, sometimes what you hear may not be what you believe! Why didn't you tell Wei Ziqi?"

Yu Hua said: "His Royal Highness has a kind heart. He was able to prevent this plot, but he cannot prevent the next attack. I want to teach King Shou a lesson so that he will never dare to do it again!"

Yu Yuan rolled his eyes: "Okay, in that case, as my teacher, I will go to Chaoge with you and meet the Western Sect for a while!"

"Master, you?"

The more Yu Hua looked at it, the weirder he felt. Although his appearance and voice were still the same as before, his demeanor, mannerisms, and pauses in his speech were as if he was a different person. He hadn't returned for three years. What happened during this period?

Noticing the look in his disciple's eyes, Yu Yuan coughed slightly, and a light flashed in his hand, revealing a long blood-colored knife across his knees.

Yu Hua split open and exclaimed: "The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword! Master, you have perfected it!"

Don't blame him for making a fuss. This blood-transforming sword is so tall compared to the Soul-Slaying Banner.

It was Yu Yuan who, with the assistance of his master Jin Ling Shen Shen, used the secret technique of interception and painstaking efforts to refine it. It is extremely domineering and contains extremely poisonous substances. Whenever he is hit by a knife, no matter how big or small the wound is, it will be difficult to heal and will continue to expand.

In the end, the entire immortal body will turn into blood and die.

The key is, no matter how high your cultivation level is, as long as you don't reach the realm of Hunyuan Daluo, if you can't detoxify, you will continue to be hurt, and you will still be unable to escape in the end.

Even those at the level of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit are not exempt from vulgarity. Of course, with Yu Yuan's ability, it is impossible to kill an immortal at the level of the four major disciples.

However, this sword is also extremely difficult to practice. When Yu Hua left Penglai Island, Yu Yuan was refining this sword. It was expected that it would last ten years, but he didn't expect that it would be done!

Yu Hua congratulated: "Master has this magical sword, he will be invincible to anyone who stands in his way!"

Yu Yuan smiled, stretched out his hand, and collected three pills from the treasure furnace in front of him.

Yu Huaqi asked: "This is?"

Yu Yuan smiled half-heartedly and said: "There is a hint of heavenly secret left. When refining the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, the dragon and tiger were separated in the furnace to determine the yin and yang. Three pills were refined together to resolve disasters. It would unintentionally hurt fellow Taoists. Master

It’s better to bring it with you.”

He tidied up early, summoned his mount Thousand Years Five Cloud Camel, climbed into the clouds, and headed towards Chaoge.

In less than a day, the master and apprentice descended and saw a high platform erected, with many craftsmen busy making final preparations.

Yu Hua said: "This is the altar, and the day after tomorrow will be the time of the ceremony."

Yu Yuan looked at Qi from a distance, observing Chaoge's atmosphere, and smiled slightly: "There is a good show to watch!"

…

The seventh day of September.

Everything is appropriate, don't avoid evil or taboos.
To be continued...