Chapter 256: Asking for the Sword of Baiyujing, the Real Dragon in Captivity, Wei Laojiu Appears

From Taicang Cave Heaven, Dachi Cave Heaven to Taiwei Cave Heaven, Ziwei Cave Heaven where the Nine Heavens are located, more than half of them came.

More than half of the cultivators from Qingyunzhou, Yuchanzhou, Fuyaozhou, Huangshazhou and other blessed places in the Ten Lands came again.

More than half of the Qigong practitioners in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands responded to the call of Tianshi Mansion, Ziwei Xianzong, and Taiwei Daozong and came here one after another.

The virtuous and good people in the Confucian Temple admired the reputation of the prince of the Eastern Palace and admired his courage to collect the coffin for Qi Xingyan, so they also gathered.

There are many heroes in the rivers and lakes, and several leaders of the Wujian Party put down all their affairs and came to support and join in the fun.

When Luo Ying raised the banner of abolishing and enthroning the emperor, these Wujian Party guys were very happy.

The seven leaders, in addition to the arrested leader of the White Lotus Ancient Sect, also include Nanli Prime Minister Lu Zhengchun, who has the Confucian and Taoist supernatural power of "writing like a god" and is quite famous.

Luoshui Cave Heaven, Jinting Mountain Master Luo Shengmiao, proved his Dao with his fists.

Yuchanzhou Mingyue Tianzong, Baiyue Shangren.

Daomeng Sword Master, Liu Feiyu.

Jinwu Kingdom’s second princess, former Fuyao Sword Palace’s true disciple, Luo Ying.

The master of Ash Dragon Valley, Tianlong Zhenren, whose magic weapon is the Dragon Slaying Platform, entered the Dao with painting, and drew four ink dragons with dragon blood as a guide to defend the Dragon Valley.

Their Wujian Party has always been looked down upon by the three religions and is an organization that cannot be on the stage. Now that they can participate in such a major event, it can be regarded as their blessing to get involved in His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

It means that from now on, the status of Wujian Party in Da Yan will be further promoted.

There are more and more masters around Lu Mingyuan.

They are lined up in a row, with great momentum.

The faces of Qin Mo and the old fisherman turned pale, and the expressions of many masters in the Dragon Guarding Pavilion became solemn.

Even the heads of the three academies who were watching from a distance did not dare to act recklessly.

They were not only people of the court, but also people of the three religions.

However, at the moment, the prince of Dayan led people to rebel and killed in the capital, and actually got the support of so many people. This is a very strange thing in itself.

At first, they thought that Lu Mingyuan was the only one who dared to disobey the will of the emperor.

Now it seems that there may be some hidden secrets.

Could it be that what Lu Mingyuan said was true, and the emperor really colluded with the Queen of the Great Netherworld?

But how is this possible?

Emperor Yong'an is the ruler of a country. Even he betrayed Dayan, so is Dayan still saved?

Most people did not actually understand the ins and outs of the matter.

But the camp in front of them was undoubtedly clear.

When one person yelled to open the window, perhaps no one would care.

But once a group of people expressed dissatisfaction, there must be a problem.

No matter what the matter is, it will attract great attention.

Judging the situation is something that the monks of the three academies must consider.

Not only the three academies, but also the principals, great scholars and gentlemen of the major academies, and the gods of mountains and rivers in various places are all cautious in their words and deeds, and dare not act rashly, but observe the situation first.

At such a moment.

The two sides are confronting each other, and those who want to participate must weigh whether they have the ability to join the game.

The masters of the Imperial Palace where the Dragon Guarding Pavilion is located, and many Great Flame worshippers, are indeed very strong.

But the masters of the three religions led by Lu Mingyuan are also very strong.

Even more helpers from the twelve realms are needed.

The officials who retreated to the Great Flame Dragon Wall have long been numb, and they are very puzzled by the huge influence brought by Lu Mingyuan.

Since when did the emperor become the public enemy of the three religions?

The masters of the Imperial Palace are not enough.

The number gap is so big.

How can we fight?

Emperor Yong'an clenched his fists, veins popping out on the back of his hands, and sneered: "Rebellious son, do you really want to act so rebelliously? You want to destroy your ancestors' foundation when you encounter a little storm? Do you really think that with these few people under your command, you can do whatever you want here?"

Yuan Xuangang, who was standing aside, sighed in his heart. Isn't Lu Mingyuan enough to do whatever he wants now?

From his perspective, Emperor Yong'an's chance of winning is less than 50%.

Use power to suppress others and defeat them without fighting.

Confuse the audience.

It has always been the best way.

Yuan Xuangang lowered his eyes, and he understood the general plan of Lu Mingyuan after leaving the capital this time.

Everyone thought that Lu Mingyuan was not good at military strategy, and this expedition would end in failure, but overall they still admired his courage.

Who would have thought that this time out of the capital was like a dragon entering the sea.

Lu Mingyuan defeated the army of the Demon Kingdom and defeated the Queen of the Great Netherworld. Not only did he gain a high prestige, but he also gained the support and support of many forces.

This Sixth Prince, who is not famous for his intelligence and strategies, played a trick quietly.

Pretending to be a victim, he led the emperor into a desperate situation.

He entered the game alone with a sense of grievance and secretly crossed the capital with a large army.

This was because he expected that Emperor Yong'an would target his return to the capital, so he set up a backhand in advance to intensify the conflict with Emperor Yong'an, so that the emperor could not sit still in advance and start to take action in advance. Then Lu Mingyuan could use the banner of the sympathy of the world for Qi Xingyan to force the Emperor of Dayan to the opposite side of morality.

Yuan Xuangang sighed.

Lu Mingyuan undoubtedly saw through his father.

It seemed that he had known in advance that the emperor would target Qi Xingyan, and he had predicted every step of Emperor Yong'an's plan.

In front of the other party, the emperor had no secrets.

The following situation was finally formed.

In fact, it’s not Emperor Yong’an’s fault.

The main reason is that Lu Mingyuan got too much information in advance, whether it was Yun Qinghe's early warning, or the tortoise shell divination, or Qi Xingyan's setting up the situation and telling the truth, as well as the confession of Empress Da Ming, it was all him Capital that can design this game.

If he plots rebellion alone, everyone will surely join forces to attack him.

If he pulls a bunch of people to rebel, then it is estimated that the attitude of many people will change from resolute in countering the rebellion to hesitant.

Even if it is wrong, it can still be said to be right.

The results of history are always written by the victors.

"Don't be too happy, I haven't lost yet."

When Emperor Yong'an stepped onto the highest step and stepped into the high platform, his figure immediately disappeared.

Originally located at the official location of Leichi Taoist Temple in the Imperial City, on the black eaves and rubble, there was a golden talisman rising into the sky. Looking up from a distance, it should have been empty, with nothing to accompany Emperor Yong'an's kick.

Looking into the distance, a tall building with a height of more than ten feet appeared on the Great Flame Dragon Wall.

It is not the wooden buildings that can be seen everywhere in Dayan Capital, but the jade tower that was carved out of countless white jade. After the seal of the golden talisman disappeared, its true shape was finally revealed.

It is a majestic jade building with three characters "Bai Yujing" hanging on it.

The door slowly opened, and Emperor Yong'an slowly walked inside. He saw a Taoist long sword floating in it with snow-white electric light flowing wildly. The entire white jade capital was filled with strands of sword energy. Emperor Yong'an ignored these sword energy. Keep going higher.

The next level is the same scene, but there are countless more flying swords. Some of the flying swords are crystal clear and dark green, and the swords are like willow leaves. Some of the swords are red and hot, just like the swords of a gentleman. Heart, three fingers square.

From high to low, there are twelve floors in total.

This is the second level of Emperor Yong'an's method, artificial Bai Yujing.

In addition to the twelve golden-armored giants, this White Jade Palace also consumed a lot of national and material resources and absorbed the energy, spirit and luck of many Qi practitioners from Leichi Taoist Academy. Perhaps these monks have never discovered it.

All this time, the Taoist Golden Talisman has hidden the traces of this White Jade Capital, preventing it from appearing in the world.

In fact, he is hidden high in the Leichi Taoist Temple.

Emperor Yong'an gently waved his sleeves casually and said with a smile: "This white jade building has twelve floors in total. There is a flying sword on the first floor. It has vast supernatural powers and infinite killing power. It is enough to frighten the sword cultivators in the continent. Every time the sword is drawn, It can instantly kill a Nascent Soul Overhaul. It was originally the legacy of the Mohist master of the Song Dynasty. It was not yet completed, but was later captured by me. Now, after sixty years of cultivation by the monks in the academy, it has begun to take shape.

Twenty years have passed since then, and no one has taken action yet. Who will try it first? The power of the flying sword? "

Ten breaths after the words were spoken, everyone was sizing up the towering tall building that suddenly appeared.

"coming."

The man wearing a bamboo hat just said two words and took the lead.

Before the voice fell, the energy surged first, and the sword energy swept away in all directions like a violent storm.

"The pinnacle of the Twelve Realms! This No. 1 worshiper of Great Yan still retains his former style."

There were masters among the three religions who felt his aura and said with emotion.

Someone is coming to kill.

This tall building suddenly had a sword energy rising to the sky.

The sword from the bottom shot through the air first, and lightning suddenly appeared. Countless people in the capital looked up in horror at the rainbow light above Bai Yujing's head.

After a while, it's the next level.

The second sword.

The third sword.

Until the Ninth Sword.

After all the flying swords were fired out, they cut through the sky and transformed from a sword as small as a willow leaf into a huge flying sword that was a hundred meters long.

Just this flying sword inspired by Bai Yujing has already shocked everyone.

Because many people find that even if they don't take action, they will be locked by a flying sword with powerful power.

In Lu Mingyuan's eyes, this Bai Yujing building was like a mobile fort.

Generally speaking, flying swords need to be warmed up by monks and then driven before they can explode with huge power.

But with this Confucian temple and the White Jade Capital cast by the Mohists, it was different.

At that time, the Song Dynasty was said to be the only dynasty in China that unified the world with ingenuity and elite equipment.

This golden-armored giant was mostly a remnant of that era.

The artificial Bai Yujing can absorb the luck of the dynasty and monks, and then control various powerful flying swords.

Erupting with considerable power, a flying sword can fly thousands of miles and kill all enemies.

The effect is just like a missile.

Mohism's status in the Confucian temple was not low at the time. As early as hundreds of years ago in the troubled times, it was popular among the major dynasties for a period of time. Unfortunately, it only had mechanical things, but its ideas were not tolerated by most Confucian scholars. So after the troubled times ended and the prosperous times came, they gradually disappeared from the Confucian temple, and the stone statues of the Mohist saints were also moved out of the Confucian temple.

Seeing Bai Yujing successfully hold back everyone, Emperor Yong'an felt a little proud for a moment.

"You really think I can't punish you rebellious officials and traitors?"

He took out a willow-leaf knife from his dragon sleeves and lightly scratched his palm. A few drops of blood flowed down his palm and fell into the koi pond under the Great Flame Dragon Wall.

The pool is connected to the drainage outlet of the capital.

The blood gradually scattered into the water, and the smell was extremely strong.

In front of the ten-foot drum at the entrance of Denwen Drum Courtyard, a giant snake-like object flowed past the pool water under the stepped stone arch bridge, causing ripples.

suddenly.

"Roar!"

A shocking roar came, and the entire pool trembled!

Wow!

A huge, ferocious head emerged from the pool and fled towards the palace. Its figure was like a towering mountain, and its eyes were like snake pupils with golden vertical pupils.

In an instant, the sky was filled with wind and clouds.

Boom!

The dark clouds rolled, and the sound was like a towering mountain collapsing, extremely dull.

A pair of huge eyes emerged from the clouds. Just a pair of eyes was as big as a cloud.

Countless people were secretly shocked!

That pair of eyes, with ferocious horns, a black scale armor, and purple vertical pupils in the eyes, seemed to have come from an ancient battlefield. The ancient scales were full of broken and cracked, and the two huge long whiskers kept shaking, and there were even golden blood stains.

Lu Mingyuan looked left and right, and nothing was right!

This was clearly a real dragon!

The dark clouds covered the sky within a radius of 100 miles of the capital, accompanied by the sound of lightning.

This winding body like the Great Wall soared into the air, and came out of the sky, a golden dragon, appeared out of nowhere!

"Father, you actually raised a dragon in the capital?"

Lu Mingyuan had predicted the Emperor Yong'an's trump card as much as possible.

But he still didn't expect that there would be such a back-up.

This man-made white jade capital, plus the extremely powerful real dragon with blood power, is comparable to two upper third-grade strongmen, standing in front of the palace gate.

Just when Lu Mingyuan was worried.

Suddenly-

The breeze blew, and the clear morning light condensed.

The world was silent.

On the garden path at the entrance deep in the palace, an old figure appeared.

Lu Mingyuan seemed to have a feeling, his heart was throbbing, and he turned back suddenly.

It was an old eunuch in ordinary blue clothes, with white hair on his temples, a deep and restrained breath, and his eyes were like a thousand-year-old lake, without any ripples, containing the vicissitudes of life washed by the years.

The appearance of this person.

There was a subtle change in the noisy Dayan Square.