Chapter 255 The Former Prince of the Cold Palace Wants to Destroy Your Dragon Throne, the Lord of the East Palace Lu Mingyuan (Thanks to the Big Boss for the Reward)

Time moves forward, about a quarter of an hour ago.

"Swish!"

Accompanied by the sound of armor colliding, Luo Ying led many elite soldiers from the northwest and powerful monks on the way to the East Palace.

On the way, a team of Mingdengsi brocade clothes wearing flying fish clothes, embroidered spring swords on their waists, and silver boots appeared.

The monks from Lei Chi Taoist Temple, Vajra Temple, and Dengwen Drum Temple lined up to guard the East Palace. Their style was not just for show, but for real defense.

"This is a forbidden area, everyone stop."

A Taoist sword cultivator with an indifferent expression stopped everyone in front of him.

Yao Guang, a true disciple of Fuyao Sword Palace, stood beside Luo Ying and frowned, "Do you want to kill directly?"

"Or should we go to help His Highness directly?"

Among those present, Luo Ying's cultivation was the highest.

He was also the closest person to the prince.

Luo Ying was not anxious, but looked in the direction of the monks of Lei Chi Taoist Temple:

"Your Highness once said that if you encounter difficulties, you can ask Fairy Cihang for help."

"With your strength, you are enough to deal with any master of the twelfth realm. We only need to ensure the safety of the Crown Princess and others, which is equivalent to taking the initiative."

Li Exi pondered: "But now, the status of the Tianshi Mansion has plummeted in Lei Chi Taoist Temple. Even Sui Yuqing's words have no weight."

"What if Jiang Shan is added?"

Luo Ying's eyes flickered.

"True Buddha Jiang Shan?"

The sect leader Yu Linglong blurted out in surprise.

"Boom!"

Just as everyone was talking, the gate of the East Palace was shaken.

For a moment, the sword energy surged, as if the sword swept the world, and the many monks and Mingdeng Division warriors surrounding the East Palace were blown away.

Within a radius of dozens of feet, the sword energy brought out streams of fireflies, and for a moment it seemed that it was an overwhelming green storm.

The fireflies' trajectory was erratic, and the sword lights were intertwined.

Seeing this, Luo Ying, who was amazingly talented, had to admit that the sword master's swordsmanship strength should not be underestimated, and his swordsmanship attainments were unfathomable.

"This person's figure is quite familiar. Since he came from the East Palace, why don't I have an impression of him?"

Luo Ying thought to herself.

Few people could see the sword attainments, and they could only see the majestic sword energy.

"Swoosh!"

A green-clothed woman stood in the air, with her sleeves fluttering, carrying a sword and stepping out, with three thousand flying black hair.

"Leaving the East Palace without permission, a capital crime!"

A young man with a long robe and jade belt, a wooden hairpin on his head, and a handsome face scolded.

However.

The green-clothed woman just waved her sword.

Many young golden elixir sword cultivators in Lei Chi Taoist Academy just tilted their heads and fell to the ground.

Yun Qinghe landed gracefully, sheathed her sword, and saluted with one hand. There were wisps of sword energy lingering around her green onion-like fingers. She didn't even look at them, and said in a cold voice:

"Today, anyone below the twelfth realm is not considered to be asking for my sword. Whether it's Jindan or Yuanying, you can come as many as you want, and I, Yun Qinghe, will accept them all."

The cultivators of the three academies were speechless when they felt the aura of this woman.

The aura of this woman was extremely deep and vast.

She was like a powerful Qigong practitioner, not inferior to the real person.

The real person of a sect in Da Yan, the real Lord of Dongtian, none of them is an unknown person.

This woman looks so familiar?

Could it be that she is a newly promoted eleventh realm cultivator?

Only some Taoist temple envoys who participated in the wanted order three years ago can remember her deeds.

"It's her, the disciple of Tianshi Mansion that the court had arrested. She was the one who assassinated the fifth prince at the Banquet of All Nations!"

"She didn't die and came back to the arena again?"

"No, it was the East Palace that took her in!"

The people of the Three Institutes and the Lighting Division were shocked and surprised.

The old blind man guarding the imperial city, known as the True Lord of Jingshui, the head of the Taoist Institute, had already taken out his treasured backpack.

The first-class innate magic weapon, the Dragon King Basket.

"Three years ago, I let this little girl escape, which was a disgrace to my name as the True Lord. Now, let's see how you can get away."

Yun Qinghe took a deep breath. Back then, she escaped from the True Lord of Jingshui and was seriously injured.

Now, in front of the old blind man, she stepped out of the East Palace and joined Lu Mingyuan.

Everything is fate.

Yun Qinghe said calmly: "Old blind man, you Bodhi Temple likes to use power to oppress others, bully others with force, pay the most attention to Buddhist principles, and are willing to be the running dogs of the court. Today, this girl will return to you the most respected principles of your Bodhi Temple for 26,000 years."

"Just you?"

The old blind man laughed and didn't care, and sacrificed his life magic weapon Dragon King Basket.

A huge suction force came out of the Dragon King Basket.

After speaking, a golden seam appeared between the woman's eyebrows.

In an instant, the world shook.

A golden light column shot up into the sky, and the terrifying sword energy swept all around, as if there was a sword fairy who was in the world and wanted to destroy everything in front of him.

The spiritual energy of the world was sucked away, and it was pitch black in an instant, like daylight falling into night in an instant, and the night was heavy.

The next moment, the lightning was brilliant.

The immortal sword was unsheathed!

Seeing this scene, Luo Ying, who was not far away, murmured, "I have heard that Yun Xuzi, the sword sect of Tianshi Mansion, accepted a young girl with a congenital sword embryo as his disciple. This girl is the seed of a sword fairy that will never appear in the world."

"It is rumored that after the age of sixteen, the sword embryo between her eyebrows will give birth to a fairy sword called Tianzang, which can destroy a country."

On the towering wall of the East Palace, hundreds of golden thunder and lightning snakes spread out from the thunder sword energy as thick as the mouth of a well, running non-stop.

If it weren't for the palace-protecting formation and the imperial city maintaining its foundations, just this sword fall would have destroyed the entire East Palace, and more than half of the imperial city's buildings would have been divided into two halves with just one sword strike.

The monks watching the battle in the imperial city, all the monks who were not feathered warriors or real arhats, were all holding their breath and concentrating, and it was thrilling.

The aura of heaven and earth moved slightly, and the woman in green reappeared in an ethereal figure, raising a crystal clear left hand, and a Dharma image appeared behind her, a towering and tall woman holding a sword. The purity of refining was so pure that it was known as "Golden Branches and Jade Leaves" The yin spirit of the Taoist qi practitioner, the muscles, bones and meridians are all detailed and lifelike.

Experienced the baptism of the Great Thousand Canglan Tu.

Finally reached the eleventh level.

Nine reincarnations are comparable to a hundred-year Taoist foundation. Anyone can soar into the sky, let alone a white-haired Taoist nun who is famous for her talent.

"Can you exert the full power of the Immortal Sword now?"

The old blind man said with great reluctance.

This powerful lightning sword could not break open the turtle shield of the old blind man.

"What if I'm included?"

I saw a mature woman waving her sleeves, flicking the fly whisk, and smiled lightly.

When the old blind man saw this person, he was extremely surprised and said: "Sui Yuqing?"

His tone was full of doubt: "You also want to rebel with Prince Dayan?"

The mature woman shook her head and said: "What kind of rebellion? I only know that you bullied my junior sister. I can't bear this pain in vain."

"Hahaha! Being able to watch this wonderful show, it seems that my role as the leader is not in vain."

The sound of hearty laughter comes from heaven.

The Heavenly Master in white stepped on a huge gourd and crossed across the sky.

He was surrounded by many Qi practitioners wielding swords.

There are still many familiar faces standing on the flying giant gourd. Many of them have extraordinary auras, extraordinary postures, and otherworldly looks. Of course, there are also some strangers.

Immediately afterwards, they swarmed out one by one.

The door to the East Palace is open.

Yaoguang Imperial Concubine Wang Zhaoyan and Wang Hefu walked out of the courtyard together and looked at this shocking and majestic scene.

The sword energy is as abundant as water overflowing the river, the soul spirit is like hibiscus emerging from the water, the Taoist lotus is golden, and it is vast and high like stars rotating.

In the direction of the palace, dragon energy soared into the sky.

Two violent impacts caused a small earthquake in the Imperial Capital.

It attracted everyone's attention.

"The noise came from the palace."

"what happened?"

"Your Highness will go alone, will anything happen?"

A woman in a skirt with a matronly temperament walked out. She looked towards the palace. While transmitting the message, her voice was soft and she bowed gracefully:

"Everyone, my husband is in trouble, and the East Palace Mansion may be in danger. However, the monks of the three religions can gather here and come to help from all directions. Mu Xue is very grateful, and I would like to send you a gift in advance."

"Now that a foolish king is in power, treacherous ministers are in power, and His Highness is in danger. Muxue kneels down and prays to you to go to the palace and save my husband from danger!"

Dayan Palace, on the dragon wall.

Everyone took their seats one after another.

Outside the palace, there was a red-clad female general holding a rein and a spear standing sideways, leading many soldiers. She looked heroic. She said calmly:

"The daughter of the champion, the warrior Huo Hongling."

A woman in an underskirt with a scent of books, her whole body full of literary energy, suddenly said:

"The lineage of Lisheng, Shengjing Academy, Qi Muxue."

There was one person beside Qi Muxue.

A tall man with a Confucian scarf on his head and a feather fan in his hand. He has an majestic face, no beard under his chin, and is very fair. He is dressed in a white auspicious cloud Confucian robe, and has a calm and unhurried temperament.

"The head of the internal affairs of the East Palace Mansion, Su Youhuai, is a Confucian cultivator at the eleventh level."

The princes took a breath of air.

He is actually the former temple official of the Confucian Temple. Is it possible that the Confucian Temple is also on Lu Mingyuan's side?

The other man in a blue scholar's shirt is smaller, has long hair, and is a little lazy, but he has a pair of deep eyes, which seem to be able to see into people's hearts, like the kind of shrewd person who makes every effort. His eyes are slightly sunken, and his skin is He is quite dark, with some stubble, but his face is very calm and majestic.

I saw him give his name: "Headmaster of the East Palace Mansion, Shen Yuanxi."

Some officials suddenly recalled the Nanli Di newspaper in recent months. Was it the famous military strategist of the Nanli Dynasty?

A closed-eyed man with a spirit tiger on his crotch and a long whip in his hand said silently: "The first-class enshrinement of the East Palace Mansion, the True Monarch of Dragon and Tiger, Zhao Gongming."

The tall man wearing a bronze tiger mask on his head held a long sword on his shoulder and said in a buzzing voice: "The Great Protector of the East Palace Palace, Yang Jian, a martial artist in the eleventh realm."

"Second Protector of the East Palace, Monk Fahai, Yuhua Wufu." The muscular monk with energy and blood like a dragon beside him clasped his hands together.

"The second-class enshrinement of the East Palace Mansion, the great virtuous teacher, Zhang Jiao."

The thin yellow-robed Taoist held a thunder bead in his hand and said indifferently.

A middle-aged man in a green shirt and long coat stood above the palace and said with a smile: "My guest from the East Palace, Lu Zhengchun."

Some people couldn't help but be surprised.

Lu Zhengchun?

Isn't he Prime Minister Nanli? Why is he here?

In fact, Lu Zhengchun is one of the seven leaders of the Infernal Affairs Party, not just the prime minister.

Then, a woman with thin willow-leaf eyebrows, a high bun on her temples, and long hair as white as a waterfall, no longer concealed her face and appearance, flew out from the east side of the dragon wall.

The green clothes are picturesque, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Lei Qiongfeng of Tianshi Mansion, Yun Qinghe."

Many officials of Dayan were speechless.

Yang Jian, Zhao Gongming, Yun Qinghe!

These people are all very famous. Yang Jian, the butcher, often confiscates the family and exterminates the whole family. He is very famous in the Jianghu and is at the top of the Mountain and River List. Is he already in the eleventh realm?

Zhao Gongming is the God of Wealth who has become famous in recent years. Many golden temples have been built in various places. The Seventh Prince has made great contributions. This God of Wealth has also come to the East Palace?

And the last one, Yun Qinghe.

Isn't he the sword fairy disciple of the Tianshi Mansion who risked his life to assassinate the Fifth Prince at the Banquet of All Nations? !

How did he become a worshiper of the East Palace?

A muscular man with a crew cut appeared somewhere else and smiled: "Luoshui Dongtian, the martial artist Luo Shengmiao."

This person seems to be from Jinting Mountain, right?

A beautiful woman in a tight black robe with a cold look stood in the sky above the west side of the dragon wall and said calmly: "Eastern Palace sword cultivator, Qingying."

Another extremely handsome young sword immortal, with a mellow voice, introduced himself in the air: "The registered guest, Liu Feiyu, it should not be too late."

The slender Taoist with a dark moon pattern on his forehead stepped forward with a smile: "It's not too late, I just arrived."

A beautiful woman in a tight black robe with a cold look stood in the sky above the west side of the dragon wall and said calmly: "Sword cultivator, Luo Ying."

"I don't seem to have any impression of these three people?"

"You don't even know Liu Feiyu? The famous sword master of the Taoist League!"

"This Qingying can also be that one, the outstanding disciple of the Fuyao Sword Palace a hundred years ago, who won the first place in the sword competition, and then defected to Fuyao and became a casual cultivator. I am the Minister of Justice, and I still remember him now."

Is everything over?

No.

In the Wenyuan Pavilion of the Imperial Palace, outside the window of the library, a young man in a white Confucian robe walked out. He had a noble spirit, gentle as jade, and like a spring breeze. After not seeing him for a long time, he had a more heaven and earth spirit.

He walked out from the millions of books, with a majestic Spring and Autumn pen on his chest. His cultivation had already reached the eleventh realm. At this time, he gently called out to the position of Shengming Palace:

"Eastern Palace Staff, Chen Ke."

In an instant, the mysterious bird soared into the sky.

The literary mysterious bird, dormant for three years, did not disappear, but had always been in Chen Ke's body.

Yuan Xuangang narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of Wenyuan Pavilion. Naturally, he knew who Chen Ke was.

Two years ago, with a pure heart, he made a mission to "shelter the poor scholars in the world and make them happy", and he resonated with heaven and earth, and the mysterious bird vision, and he entered the seventh realm overnight.

Later, he comprehended the heart and entered the tenth realm.

Now he has read the three religions and hundreds of schools, millions of volumes of books, and gathered the Spring and Autumn pen in the temple of life, just like a great Confucian.

The boy in the alley in the past has become a talent.

Beside Xu Changqing's huge gourd, an older woman in a palace dress noticed the gazes, sighed, stood on the other side of the railing, and said casually: "Guest, Qinghu."

She is the incarnation of Qingqiu Niangniang.

I came here specially at the invitation of the Dao League.

After watching everyone's appearance, Zhao Xuanwu rose into the air and hovered, smiling and saying: "The chief guest of the East Palace, the Sword Master, Zhao Xuanwu."

As the owner of the East Palace, Lu Mingyuan, wearing a four-clawed python robe, stepped out like a moon surrounded by stars, took a deep breath under the dragon wall and said: "Thank you all for coming to help. Prince Lu Mingyuan is grateful. Now, we can start."

This is a unique appearance. Looking at the history of Da Yan, it has never appeared before. Maybe from now on, thousands of years later, it will be difficult for anyone to imitate this move.

Alas, the update is late today, mainly because I was thinking about how to write better. There are too many characters. It took some time to read the previous article. The update on the 9th will not be delayed and will be posted as usual.