The Kingdom of Great Yan, Chaodu, Yanjing!

A courtyard in the Yanjing Imperial Palace.

In the courtyard, a man in a dragon robe had a majestic face and a sharp expression. He was the lord of Yan State and Emperor Yan.

There were several ministers standing in front of Emperor Yan, followed by an old eunuch.

In front of everyone, there was a corpse. It was the body of Zhao Tiande, the eldest son of the Zhao family who was sent by Yan Chuan.

"Zhao Tiande?" Emperor Yan narrowed his eyes.

"Yan Chuan killed Zhao Tiande and sent someone to send him a special trip to His Majesty. This is extremely unusual! Your Majesty?" A minister wearing a blue Confucian robe looked at Emperor Yan.

"He actually demonstrated to me, I blame me for indulging the Zhao family to assassinate him?" Emperor Yan said coldly.

"The king is standing side by side, and I am about to grow up!" the green-robed minister frowned.

"Your Majesty, can you announce Zhao Tiande's death to the public? Gather the hearts of the people to counter the Zhao family?" asked another minister.

"Your Majesty, no!" the green-robed minister shouted immediately.

"Oh? Changqing, what does it mean?" Emperor Yan looked at him.

"Although the word "Side by King" does not interfere with political affairs in the Great Yan Kingdom, the people's hearts are more important than His Majesty in the past dynasties. Because of the word "Side by King", the Great Yan Kingdom has only been standing for three hundred years. Although it was changed seven years ago, the people's support for the One-Side by King is still there. Seven years of seclusion made him gradually fade into the eyes of the people. However, if it is announced, even if he does not appear, his reputation will quickly scatter a tide in the Great Yan Kingdom. I have a bad premonition!" Changqing frowned and worried.

"What premonition?" Emperor Yan said in a deep voice.

"This body was sent by him. Maybe he deliberately asked His Majesty to make the matter public. In this way, his reputation will rekindle the memory of the people and lay the foundation for him to enter the political circle!" Changqing frowned.

"Planning the prelude? Are you saying that he wants to seize my power?" Emperor Yan said with a deep face.

"This is just my guess. After all, everyone in the Great Yan Kingdom knows that the Great Yan world is originally a king who is standing side by side. Like Your Majesty, you have the most orthodox inheritance rights. It's just that Your Majesty has the military and political affairs of the Great Yan, and he has only accumulated a reputation for three hundred years. This may be a test step, and you will win the hearts of the people first!" Changqing said worriedly.

"Mr. Changqing is too worried. The king of one-word shoulders has absent-mindedness, and he is only seventeen years old now. How could he have such a deep scheming?" Another minister shook his head and smiled.

"Maybe I'm over-concerned." Changqing shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Emperor Yan frowned and was slightly silent for a moment.

"And if Your Majesty deals with it in a low-key manner, the Zhao family would think that Your Majesty and Yizi colluded with each other and set up a trap. The reason for Zhao Tiande's death lies with Your Majesty, not with a 17-year-old 'ignorant' boy!" Changqing said again.

"It is not possible to announce it, nor can it be possible to not announce it. If it is true as Lord Changqing said, the one word that stands side by side with the king is too deep!" Another minister said worriedly.

"Please decide!" Everyone looked at Emperor Yan.

Emperor Yan was silent for a while, took a deep breath and said, "The Zhao family will be removed sooner or later. It is nothing to catch the hatred of the Zhao family. One word is shoulder to shoulder. I underestimated him. I think I will regain the Great Yan in a hundred years. It is absolutely impossible. My son will defeat him a hundred times!"

"The prince is the blessing of Dayan. The prince is a genius. Dayan may be able to produce a new word, shoulder-to-shoulder king!" Changqing nodded.

"I haven't seen the prince these days?" Another minister said in confusion.

"The prince and several entourages have also gone to the Forest of Censorship! Maybe you can see Yan Chuan!" Emperor Yan touched his beard and smiled-

Outside the forest blocked. Yanchuan Bamboo House.

On the 20th day, Yan Chuan, Huo Guang, and Liu Jin ate the flesh of the demon snake every day. The three of them also increased rapidly.

There were three plates of fried snake meat on the table. Yan Chuan slowly ate, Liu Jin and Huo Guanggong stood aside.

When he was swallowing, he asked lightly: "Is this the last portion of snake meat?"

"Yes, Bei Zhi eats too much, so...!" Huo Guang's face turned red.

"It's okay, if you have high cultivation, you naturally have to eat more. Just increase your energy. Now, how much cultivation is?" Yan Chuan asked.

"The Beizhi is now at the seventh level of the power realm and has reached its peak! It seems to be breaking through at any time!" Huo Guang said excitedly.

"The sixth level of the old slave power realm!" Liu Jin also said excitedly.

Twenty days, only twenty days!

"Yeah!" Yan Chuan nodded with satisfaction.

"Prince, the soldiers are supplying a large amount of meat every day these days. Many brothers in the army have broken through. However, the blood of the demon snake is almost over!" Huo Guang said worriedly.

"It's okay, it's just the blood of monsters. We'll go hunting in a few days!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Yes!" the two responded.

Yan Chuan quickly ate all the snake meat in front of him.

"Don't disturb me!" Yan Chuan said.

"Yes!" the two responded.

Yan Chuan walked back to the room and closed the door.

He closed his eyes cross-legged and adjusted his breathing: "This time, this last batch of snake meat will definitely rush into the sixth level of the power realm!"

Not far away from the military camp.

Several silver armored troops guarded the huge stone written by Yanchuan. It was this huge stone that could attract countless wild beasts. All the soldiers could eat enough meat to practice martial arts, so they naturally needed to protect them.

At this moment, Huo Guang is no longer required to lead the army. The young generals are enough to deal with some wild beasts that come from smelling the fishy smell.

"The time is here, you can lead the beast!" a young general shouted.

"yes!"

The snake blood-induced beast began once a day.

But directly above the military camp, between the clouds, something slowly flew over, a snow-white boat.

There was some white mist around the boat, which made the boat integrated with the surroundings. Even if someone looked carefully, he only thought it was a white cloud.

On the boat, eight people and a crane stood.

It is divided into three groups.

The first group was the first girl in a white dress with a delicate small string tied on her forehead around her beautiful long hair. She looked extremely beautiful and elegant. It was the girl who rode a crane to watch Yan Chuan paint at the mouth of the dragon vein not long ago.

The crane stood beside the girl, and behind the girl, there were four men in black standing, as if they were her followers.

The second group is a middle-aged man wearing a white Confucian robe. He has a gentle face and a calm expression.

The third one is a handsome boy in a golden robe. Next to the boy was a dwarf man who was only half a human tall.

"Saint, are they?" the man in white Confucian robe smiled.

"That's right, Mr. Wen Ruo, it's these silver armored soldiers, that boy must be here!" The girl said with her eyes shining.

"A mortal boy? Yu Xi, have you read it wrong?" the boy said a little unhappy.

"No!" The girl Yu Xi immediately shook her head.

"Young Master Yang, since the saint is so respectful, why not wait and see!" Mr. Wen Ruo smiled.

"Wait? What are you waiting for? Just go down and call him out. I don't have that much time!" Young Master Yang said disdainfully.

"Wait a minute!" Yu Xi shook her head.

"Okay, then wait a little longer!" Mr. Yang said complimentingly.

"There are fog everywhere in the forest. It seems to be a formation!" Mr. Wen Ruo frowned.

"Formation? What kind of formation is this?" Saint Yu Xi said curiously.

Mr. Wen Ruo squinted his eyes, looked for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "It seems like it is a Feng Shui array?"

"Feng Shui Formation? Impossible. Can a mortal set up a Feng Shui Formation?" Young Master Yang immediately disbelief.

"Let me see!" The dwarf who followed Mr. Yang next to him immediately stepped forward.

"Ding Wugu, you are just practicing Feng Shui. Tell me, what formation is this?" Mr. Yang said immediately, as if he was specifically talking to Saint Yuxi.

Everyone looked at the dwarf named Ding Wugu.

The dwarf looked at it, his eyebrows were deeply locked, and finally shook his head.

"Did you see it?" asked Mr. Yang.

"No, but what formation can a mortal set up? At most it is just a garbage formation with a side door!" Dwarf Ding Wugu said disdainfully.

"That's right!" Young Master Yang nodded.

But Mr. Wen Ruo stood with his hands behind his back, shook his head slightly, squinted his eyes and studied the bottom carefully.

"Huh? What are those soldiers doing?" Saint Yu Xi said in surprise.

Everyone looked at a soldier poured a bowl of blood onto a large stone.

"Bang!"

The blood was broken and gushed towards the south.

"Fishy smell? What a strong fishy smell!" Dwarf Ding Wugu immediately narrowed his eyes.

"Formation?" Mr. Yang shouted.

"No, it's a word?" Mr. Wen Ruo's eyes lit up.

"Let's go, go down!" Mr. Wen Ruo immediately felt happy when he saw the hunt.

"Yeah!" Everyone nodded.
To be continued...