Chapter 269 Luo Ying's Abnormality, the Ninth Prince's Changes, the Python Wants to Become a Dragon, the Empress Joins the Game

Arrive at Longbi Square in Dayan Palace.

Luo Ying landed on the ground and began to walk step by step, stepping into the depths of the palace without caring about the people behind him.

This place is a no-fly zone.

Even though she is one of the most trusted people of the current new emperor, she cannot be rude.

No rules no standards.

Going to the deep palace, on the flat stone road with various carvings, you can still vaguely see the craftsmen repairing the city walls everywhere.

Standing in this square, you can still see the traces left by the battle in the capital in the past. The corners of the city have long been mottled by the battles between qi practitioners and warriors.

Luo Ying took out the dragon-patterned golden order that symbolized the imperial envoy from the emperor, and passed through the layers of guards in the palace. The consciousness of countless masters swept over her body.

After entering the main hall.

Memorials were piled up like a mountain, bead curtains were hanging down, and there was a palm-sized incense burner in the shape of a brave man on the imperial desk. Green smoke curled from his mouth, and the smell in the air was very refreshing.

A young emperor who looked to be in his twenties, with a face as bright as jade, and a light face. His appearance was unadorned and naturally handsome. He sat cross-legged on a soft couch, closing his eyes and concentrating.

There was red martial arts energy surging around him, and a powerful aura swept out.

This aura is no longer weaker than Luo Ying's.

And Luo Ying discovered that the young emperor's cultivation had actually surpassed his own.

This made her secretly surprised.

If given enough time, maybe he can really hit the realm of Martial Saint that has not appeared in hundreds of years?

In this case, is her choice the right one?

"What's the matter?"

Just as Luo Ying was wandering in his thoughts and hesitating, Lu Mingyuan opened his sharp eyes and looked at Luo Ying.

The Pixiu incense burner drifted away for a while.

Luo Ying looked solemn and said solemnly: "I have come here to ask for my resignation. I have come to ask the Holy One to let me resign as the leader of the Imperial Capital Wujian Party."

Lu Mingyuan frowned when he heard the news.

"Why?"

Luo Ying is fine, why should he resign as the leader?

Once upon a time, wasn't this her pursuit?

Now is a good time for the Infernal Affairs Party to spy on the Six Nations, and it is also a time when they are short of people.

Only with Luo Ying here can he rest assured.

If Luo Ying leaves, the other leaders of the Infernal Affairs Party may have second thoughts.

No matter what, everything happens for a reason.

Must understand clearly.

"Because I discovered that the road to practice is long and long. If I don't have the intention to practice, I'm afraid I will only stagnate in the eleventh realm."

Luo Ying lowered his head and explained.

in her mind.

He couldn't help but start showing the conversation about his meeting with the Imperial Master.

In the boudoir.

"So, Master National Preceptor, you don't want to leave a way for me to survive?"

A Confucian scholar in white clothes and long sleeves smiled and said: "I'll stay, just to see how you choose. There are only two ways before you now, give way, and die. As a member of the Infernal Affairs Party, you should know, What will happen if the inner demon breaks out?"

"Why are you torturing me like this? Why not just kill me?"

"If I kill you, the man on the dragon throne won't become suspicious?"

"okay, I get it."

Returning to reality, Luo Ying looked again at the young emperor who stood up slowly in front of the imperial case and walked towards her.

Lu Mingyuan looked directly into her eyes and said solemnly: "If it is for cultivation, I respect your choice."

"I'm sure."

"but."

Lu Mingyuan's eyes became sharp and he said in a calm tone: "If you turn around and join other people's forces and go against me, no matter what the reason is, I will kill you."

"yes"

Luo Ying handed over his golden order and the seal issued by the court, then slowly turned around and planned to leave the hall.

Her life was full of hardships and embarrassment.

She didn't want to be anyone's pawn anymore.

"Where do you plan to go?" Lu Mingyuan asked from a distance.

Luo Ying turned around and saluted: "I don't know either, just take a step and see."

Until he watched Luo Ying's back disappear at the end.

Lu Mingyuan returned to the table, tapped the table with his fingers, squinted and said, "Xun Yu, it seems that you haven't given up yet."

He's not stupid.

He didn't believe Luo Ying's unusual behavior, saying that nothing happened.

The founder of the Infernal Affairs Party was, after all, the old Imperial Master from the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

I thought Xun Yu had learned to be smart, but I didn't expect that he would dare to make a comeback.

But this time, he would not give the other party a chance to escape.

Jiangling Palace.

In the courtyard, a phantom-looking Confucian scholar in white was sitting opposite Lu Yunhuang, playing chess. Just a wisp of soul, his aura was like the surging river, boundless.

The white-clothed Confucian scholar pointed to Lu Yunhuang on the chessboard and said with a smile, "Look, in this way, the originally dead chess piece will be revived, right?"

Lu Yunhuang nodded thoughtfully: "Sir, this game is indeed wonderful. On the surface, it provides two paths, but in fact there is no choice at all. The only way to survive is just the next link designed in advance."

The white-clothed Confucian scholar nodded with satisfaction: "How can the new emperor sit idly by now that destiny and destiny have been born? In this month, the party chaos has been put down, and military expenditures have been raised through various means. It is obvious that he wants to interfere in the affairs of the six countries. This is I’m waiting for the best opportunity.”

"The Infernal Affairs Party has nothing to fear after losing Luo Ying. Dayan's desire to win among the Six Kingdoms is nothing more than a fool's dream."

"This time, do you want to join forces with the Seventh Prince?"

Lu Yunhuang asked.

"he?"

Xun Yu sneered, shook his head and said:

"There are only three things to do. There is still a chance. Give it a try. A horse will not be fat without weeds. A man will not be rich without windfall. Lu Yunwan has fallen hard. The lake in his heart has long been turned into a muddy pond. How can he have the heart to compete for supremacy? Now he is only focused on it. Thinking about how to protect yourself. Poor guy, his ambition to fight for the throne has long been shattered. After all these years, he may not even have the energy to fight for the throne."

Lu Yunhuang remained silent.

It took a long time before he could hold back a sentence: "Sir, tell me, the higher a person's realm is, the more energy he has in his heart, and the energy in his heart gradually disappears. The popularity of people turns into smoke and dust along with the long and vast road."

Since birth, everyone has imagined that they are the protagonist of this world.

It can be accompanied by growth and witnessing the various changes in the world.

You will find that there are many people who are better than you.

And I am just one of the many living beings in this world.

Like a wisp of duckweed in the water, a flat boat between heaven and earth.

Gradually, the Qi of the mind will be smoothed out, and there will be no chance for it to be connected with the Great Dao.

Xun Yu glanced at him and said: "Looking at your potential, this sentence only applies to those mediocre talents, those middle-level monks who are not as good as those above but more than below."

He stretched out his index finger and thumb to show a small length, and sighed: "If a person has only a little talent and dares to say that he is a genius, then he is actually a useless person."

Then, he stretched out his finger and said: "If your talent really reaches the extreme level that must be achieved in an era, and your vision is high enough, you will not bury your heart, but will wait for the opportunity and wait for the opportunity to become a dragon."

"So, do you understand?"

Lu Yunhuang thought: "Can talent really measure a person's achievements?"

"Luck and opportunity are also very important. If you only have talent and don't have enough Qi to support you, you will fall down and become a stepping stone for others if you are not careful."

"Aren't there those so-called mediocre people who can keep their spirits up?"

Xun Yu nodded: "Yes, but this statement is very contradictory. Since a person can accept his own mediocrity, how can he be mediocre? There is naturally a way among the ordinary. After all, everything is a way. This is the consolation of the guys from the Taoist sect. The ways of the world.”

After a few words.

A bright spot appeared in Lu Yunhuang's mind.

Suddenly.

A breeze blew by.

The aura on Lu Yunhuang's body surged, and his whole body was transformed. His eyes were bright and he said in surprise:

"Sir, I understand."

Xun Yu smiled and shook his head: "If you could realize it earlier, I wouldn't have to waste so much saliva."

In his opinion.

Lu Yunhuang is this kind of person, his life is like dust, but he was born in an emperor's family.

Still feeling unabated.

Compared to the second prince Lu Guangjing, such a person can often go further if he attains enlightenment.

The storm is about to come to the capital during the Great Yan period.

Under the gate of the imperial capital.

A woman in a cloak raised her head and glanced at the two ancient seal characters "Emperor Capital" before slowly stepping into this bustling city that was still in its prosperous age.

The flower boats under the bridge are as bright as brocade, and hundreds of squares in the east, west, south and north are selling goods.

Drunken drunkards gathered around the inn and tavern, listening to the storyteller tell all kinds of weird things in Middle-earth.

"This is the Imperial Capital, where the new emperor is."

The cloaked woman showed a cold brilliance in her eyes, and under her eyes, the dark light of the devil's eyes was flowing.

"I didn't feel the aura of the divine bead. Emperor Yong'an, where was it hidden?"

In the past, she entrusted the Heavenly Demon Pearl to Emperor Yong'an as a treasure to pledge for her departure from the Imperial Capital.

But unexpectedly, Emperor Yong'an broke the contract and used the power of the Demonic Pearl without authorization.

Come to Imperial Capital this time.

The first thing is to recover the Demonic Pearl.

This thing is extremely important to her.

It is one of her important powers. Losing the Demonic Pearl is equivalent to losing the ability to communicate with the direct gods at any time, and she can only wait for the gods to take the initiative to reply.

If she wants to reshape the six realms of reincarnation, she must become a god.

The function of the Demonic Divine Bead is self-evident.

"Right now, if you want to sneak into the palace, you need to find a suitable identity."

Wu Gongyu glanced around, looking for a suitable candidate.

At this time, the restaurant at the entrance of the vegetable market was noisy for a while.

"Have you heard? The position of the current queen is finally confirmed!"

"Really? I have been waiting for a month. I am very curious about what kind of woman a role model like the Sixth Prince will marry as his queen, and who will become the queen."

"It goes without saying that she must be the talented and famous woman from the Qi family, Qi Muxue."

"You are talking about Princess Qi? Indeed, there is no one more suitable for the position of the main palace than her."

This conversation happened to be heard by Wu Gongyu.

She thought for a moment and murmured:

"Qi Muxue"

"Is she a descendant of that saint? It's interesting. She should be a good candidate."

Her consciousness traveled across the capital, searching for the location of Qi Mansion.