Chapter 257: Royal Spirit (Please Recommend Monthly Ticket)

Grandmaster Yuan was half-kneeling silently, his face ashen and defeated. Gritting his teeth, he didn't say a word to plead.

Zong Shou only felt a headache. He really didn't know how to deal with this uncle.

In fact, Yuan, the master of the previous life, did not have too many bad deeds towards Zong Shou. As far as he knew, Grandmaster Yuan at that time was already under the control of others and could not help himself.

After all, in name, he is Zong Shoushang's only living relative, so killing him with a single blow is certainly a pleasure. However, Zong Weiran, who escaped into the sinking sea, will come back one day, and at that time, he doesn't know what his cheap father will think of this matter.

In this era, the word filial piety is also very important, and we cannot ignore other people's opinions.

After struggling for a moment, Zong Shou's frown was relieved.

In fact, there is no need to worry, as long as you uphold the word "notarization, the two words will be judged." Then no one can say anything. Even if Zong Weiran came back, he couldn't blame him.

"That day Fox Xueshi, it is said that uncle you personally attracted it? Could it be that uncle doesn't know the reason why Father King strongly rejects Xueshi? Doesn't he know the reason why he lured wolves into the house?"

Grandmaster Yuan's expression twisted for a while, and he subconsciously wanted to defend himself. But after a while, it became quiet again, and there was a trace of blood oozing from the corner of the spring.

Zong Shou frowned, looking at the situation, it seemed that there was something hidden? Could it be that he fell into Xue's phantom mist bewilderment method?

However, he didn't take this matter seriously, and he didn't have the heart of compassion to say that if this incident happened, he didn't have this idea himself. Even if it was really Xue's royal family's phantom mist trick, it would definitely not make him have that ambition.

After pondering for a while, Zong Shou made a decision: "To collude with foreign enemies and collude with the throne is a heinous crime. You are my uncle, but I will spare you the death penalty. I will depose you as one of the generals in the right courtyard today."

He swung his sword again and cut off his head. The Grandmaster Yuan subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he stopped again with a sad look on his face when his body moved slightly. I only felt a more fierce idea from the side, shrouded and crushed. It seemed that as long as he made a slight move, Yu would be disadvantageous to Zong Shou. He will immediately attack and kill him on the spot!

This junior named Zong Yuan has actually grown to such a terrifying state.

But at this moment, he was completely hopeless, even if he was beheaded by Zong Shou on the spot, he had no complaints.

The sword light slashed to the top of the head, but suddenly changed its trajectory and swiped to the side.

As soon as the blood exploded, Grandmaster Yuan's left arm was cut off at the root by this sword! After only half a breath, there was a sudden sharp pain, attacking the master's will. For a moment, he was dripping with cold sweat, but he still supported his body and straightened his back.

But Zong Shou said the last sentence, and this fell: "One by one, they will be abolished as common people, and they will be punished with amputation! Are you convinced?"

There was a look of astonishment in his eyes, the sword just now was indeed a test.

However, the reaction of the Grandmaster Yuan was also beyond his expectation. This person seemed to be willing to die.

Originally, I wanted to say abolish the cultivation base, but temporarily changed it to abolish the common people. This master Yuan is different from that Zong Hao.

I just feel relieved, today's matter is finally more than half completed. The only thing left is that Zongshi.

At this moment, all the people around suddenly knelt down. First is the tiger Qianqiu, Qiu Wei. Then came Hu Zhongyuan, Zong Lan and others, and then everyone in the vicinity fell towards Zong Shou. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers are prostrate in succession.

"We welcome the eldest son back to the city, following the great cause of the ancestors for thousands of years"

If it was before entering the city, Zong Shou would definitely be thrilled by this scene, full of passion and pride.

At this time, it was just a laugh, and the mood was light. My heart is full of self-deprecating meaning. It is absolutely impossible for a person like myself to be a good demon king.

He was about to wave his hand to signal everyone to get up. Immediately afterwards, I suddenly felt that there was an explosion in my hun sea.

I don't know if it's a warning sign or what, the vortex in the sea of ​​clouds, and the dantian suddenly boiled. It seems to be jumping for joy, but it also seems to imply fear and rejection.

In short, I felt faint traces of aura suddenly gathering in my body.

However, Zong Shou's complexion was extremely weird for a while.

"Are these qi the so-called imperial aura?"

The so-called imperial spirit is actually the gathering of people's thoughts and national power. When it reaches a certain level, it will gather into essence, and then the royal aura will be added to the body. This thing has many benefits. With this kingly aura protecting the body, anyone who wants to assassinate will have to pay a huge price.

And if it can be used well, with the power of a country, even a person who does not practice martial arts can kill those high-level martial arts and spiritual masters.

However, there are naturally many disadvantages. Limited by the heaven and the earth, the lifespan is shortened. And regardless of martial arts and spiritual methods, there are obstacles.

Therefore, there is the so-called royal way of martial arts, which does not cultivate mind and spirit, but only specializes in martial arts and mind. If the country is strong and the people are safe, and the military is at its peak, it can also compete with the strong in the world.

It seems that the Lu family occupies eight hundred small thousand worlds, and the leader of his clan will not lose even if he fights against the strong in the holy realm.

However, according to Zong Shou's knowledge, in order to condense the aura of the emperor, at least there must be hundreds of millions of people under his jurisdiction, and he must have the foundation of a dynasty and the people's will.

Although Qiantian Mountain City has five provinces, most of them are vassal cities. There are only ten cities directly under the central government, with a population of more than 80 million. And it's only been ten years since the city was built, so most of them probably haven't returned yet. Moreover, his son, the current situation, is still in the time of "the Lord is young and the country is suspicious."

With such a little money, how did he gather this Lao Shizi's royal air?

This thing is something that others may wish for. But to him, it was nothing more than poison.

This world has its own laws and regulations. Although the aura of the emperor is tyrannical, it also naturally restricts the owner.

What Zong Shou really cares about is the extreme of martial arts. But I have no interest, and have any achievements in kingly martial arts.

Originally, his plan was to seize the position of the demon king, and then find a secret magic treasure in his memory to solve this problem. Or when the time is running out, just choose a hero from the Zong clan to give way.

But it was far from expected that this thing would come so quickly.

It's just that these breaths, after gathering, linger. The extremely stubborn lingering, went straight into his body. No matter how he expels the true qi and hun power in his body, they will not disperse. In the end, there was a tendency to merge with his physical body gradually.

When he was sweating coldly and crying secretly. Zong Shou's inspiration suddenly flashed "Look, towards the imaginary sword floating in the center of the vortex in his hun sea.

"I forgot! I still have a second soul!"

The second soul is the incarnation of his hun, and also a part of the hun of the immortal body.

By absorbing these kingly auras, most of them will succeed.

However, when this idea came together, he couldn't help but secretly said that the sword of the imaginary spirit was condensed with great difficulty, and it took countless energy to cultivate it to this level, tempering it with hun power every day, and pouring runes from time to time.

It's just that at this moment, sacrificing this imaginary sword is more cost-effective than being impregnated with this kingly aura.

Without hesitation, following Zong Shou's thoughts, the 'Yuan Yi Sword' immediately moved up and down his body, constantly moving around, absorbing some faint breaths.

In just a moment, the blade of this 'Yuan Yi Sword'. It already looked extremely solid, and gradually turned into a bright yellow color.

He could even clearly feel the vast power contained in the sword body.

However, Zong Shou didn't like to turn his back on his worries. This accident can be regarded as completely disrupting all his future plans.

I don't know how to deal with this second soul that should be renamed "Huang Dao Yuan Yi Sword" in the future. It is not a long-term solution to resist with this Void Spirit Sword.

Fortunately, there were only a few insignificant traces of the gathered bright yellow aura, and after absorbing all of it, Zong Shou frowned again, and looked at Zong Yuan thoughtfully. The only thing he can think of at the moment is this variable. One by one, the battle of the Straits is indeed a struggle for national power. Thousands of troops stepping into the formation are to deter the two cities of Yunxia and Lieyan, so that they will not be able to cause trouble in a short period of time.

But it's just that there is only one more unparalleled general, and his prestige is great, which has won some people's hearts. It is impossible to make one's own national power strong to such an extent? It's really strange that he has gathered a trace of imperial aura before he ascended the throne!

Next! In an instant, Zong Shou seemed to realize something again, and then his face turned pale and white.

Could it be because of oneself?

The power of a country involves all aspects such as prestige, talents, people's livelihood, and military strength. One more Zongyuan can make Qiantianshan City's army powerful, so what about yourself? When it comes to the way of battle, I ask myself, or is it above Zongyuan.

Although Zong Yuan is a unparalleled general, he is still immature after all, and he can't compare with his commanding skills honed through thousands of battles in later generations.

At this moment, he wished he could slap himself in public.

One by one, he calculated everything, but only focused on his own factors.

Suddenly, he was downcast, without the slightest bit of previous high spirits. One by one, the position of the demon king is simply a big hole. Damn, this is really too cheating. Fortunately, there is this Yuan Yi sword, which can replace the main body, so there is still a few chances of recovery.

The people next to him didn't notice it at all. Seeing Zong Shou not only did not see the color of joy, but his expression was gloomy. They all only said that Zongshou was hurting for what happened today.

Can't help being slightly moved, Zong Shou is decisive in killing and attacking, and he is ruthless, which is certainly awe-inspiring.

But at this time, looking at the expression that seemed to be heartbroken and pitiful, it was obviously not a bloodthirsty person, but it was even more reassuring.

Even the Grandmaster Yuan after the arm was broken, his eyes were shaken, showing a bit of remorse.

Hu Qianqiu claimed to be a vulgar person, he didn't have so many emotions, he was a little impatient to wait, he raised his head and said: "The country can't be without a master for a day! Please move forward, go to Chongzheng Hall to become the throne, and succeed the Demon King!"

Zong Shou woke up suddenly, looked at the top of Qiantian Mountain, and then burst out laughing. This matter is a foregone conclusion, no matter how entangled I am, it is useless, at most I can figure out a solution in the future. It's better to get the business done right now.

I just feel that this last step is completed, and I have completely fulfilled one of Zongshou's last wishes to eliminate all obstacles in my heart and cultivate myself, even if I can't make a small progress. In the future practice, you can also cut off the heavy burden. (to be continued)! .