Deep in the palace, the bell rang nine times, resounding throughout the entire imperial city.
National mourning.
At this moment, the originally bustling street suddenly became quiet. Many people listened intently and could not react for a while.
“Nine bells ring?
What's wrong?"
"Nine mourning, national mourning, this...could it be that His Majesty passed away?"
"Your Majesty...died?"
"His Majesty passed away."
…
For a time, the whole city knelt down, mourning and wailing.
Long Zhen spent half his life fighting.
but.
This does not hinder his status in the eyes of the people. Compared with the current prince, Long Zhen is countless times better.
The dragon's veins burst, and the fate of the country declined.
Various natural disasters occurred in various parts of the Dragon Kingdom. Instead of providing rescue and relief, the imperial court increased taxes and built Yingxian Terrace, which made the people dare not speak out.
They are looking forward to Long Zhen's return and taking charge of the overall situation again.
But……
What they were looking forward to was the news of Long Zhen's death.
I felt extremely sad and cursed in my heart.
In the court hall.
Long Hao was wearing mourning clothes and sitting on the dragon throne with tears in his eyes.
He was very 'sorrowful' and 'sad', and sat calmly on the dragon chair, holding the dragon head on the dragon chair with both hands, looking down at the ministers in the hall.
For the first time in two years, he felt that the dragon chair was so comfortable, and he no longer had the uneasy feeling he had before.
For the first time in two years, he truly felt that he was the Lord of the Dragon Kingdom.
King of the Dragon Kingdom!
This feeling made him excited.
He didn't feel the slightest bit guilty about his 'patricide'.
Any dynasty is built on blood and flesh, his methods are just a little cruel, that's all.
He knew it very well.
As long as Long Zhen is alive, the position of leader of the country will not be his turn.
Now that Long Zhen is dead, he feels at peace.
only……
News of Long Zhen's death came to Xicheng and also news of Long Xiao's killing of Ximen Yijian, which made him very unhappy.
Long Xiao was a thorn in his heart.
"I should have killed you in the first place!"
"Long Xiao, Long Xiao, do you still want to fight with me?"
"Do you think you are still qualified to compete with me?"
Long Xiao was very disdainful in his heart. He glanced at the ministers and showed a sad expression, saying: "Long Xiao colluded with demons and barbarians to harm my father. His crime is unpardonable."
"Zuo Qinglin, immediately issue a ten-kill warrant. Anyone who provides the traces of Long Xiao will be rewarded with a hundred gold coins. Anyone who kills Long Xiao will be rewarded with ten thousand gold coins and be granted a first-class noble title."
"In addition, send someone to call Chen Wanchong back. Long Xiao is definitely not at Kuhai Temple. The Immortal Envoy has arrived, and Kyoto City needs him to be in charge."
"As you command!"
Zuo Qinglin clasped his hands together and made a loud sound.
A minister came out and said: "Your Highness, the country cannot be left without an owner for a day. You should register as soon as possible and take charge of the overall situation."
"I second the motion."
"I also second the proposal."
"It will be an auspicious day in three days."
…
Many ministers competed for performance.
Long Hao was very satisfied.
An old general took a step forward and said: "Your Highness, the Jingguo army is gathering in our southern region, and they may intend to invade. Should we take precautions in advance?"
Long Hao immediately looked displeased and said: "There must be a reason for the Jingguo army to gather. It is impossible to invade our country, Long. There is no better way to be prepared."
The old general said again: "Your Highness, Jingguo is ambitious, he..."
"presumptuous!"
Long Hao said loudly, "What kind of wolfish ambition?
Princess Jingguo is in our Dragon Kingdom, what ambitions can he have?"
The old general refused to give up and said: "Your Highness, we have to be on guard..."
Long Hao's eyes were filled with anger and he said: "Chen Wei, I think you are an old fool. If you are an old fool, you should resign and return to your hometown as soon as possible. You don't have to come to court tomorrow morning."
Chen Wei knelt down heavily and said: "Your Highness, Jingguo..."
"Drag it down!"
Long Hao made a deep sound.
Two guards rushed into the hall quickly, picked up the elderly Chen Wei and dragged him down.
Many ministers looked at each other.
Some people were laughing, and some were looking grim.
Long Hao said: "I signed a ten thousand year peace agreement with Jingguo. It is impossible for Jingguo to invade our territory of Longguo. Next time I hear such a thing, I will be punished as a crime of treason."
"in addition."
"When the Immortal Envoy arrives, the national funeral arrangements will be handled quickly. The Immortal Envoy cannot be displeased. This is related to the fate of the Dragon Kingdom."
Long Hao said seriously.
He didn't want to let the immortal envoy feel disappointed because the whole city and country were in mourning.
If the immortal envoy is displeased, it will be difficult for Qianxue to take the exam to enter the immortal sect.
As long as Wu Qianxue can join the Immortal Sect, she will get married to him before entering the Immortal Realm, and then the Dragon Kingdom will have the protection of immortal cultivators.
So what if the dragon vein bursts?
What if the national destiny declines?
As long as you have the protection of immortal cultivators, you will have the cornerstone of eternity, and no one in the world of warriors can shake it.
so.
Wu Qianxue's examination for immortality is more important than her father's funeral.
This is the case in Long Hao's heart.
He wants to send Qianxue to the fairyland.
He wanted to give Qian Xuelong Xiao what he couldn't.
…
Yingxian Terrace.
Wu Qianxue was surrounded by immortal power.
The strands of immortal energy under your feet moved slowly, like ripples of microwaves.
The black hair swayed gently.
Her expression was extremely calm, but underneath her calmness, her heart was like a storm. The fusion of the two fairy seeds caused changes in her body.
The power of the mutation was beyond her imagination.
but.
The mutation is not the fusion of two fairy seeds.
Rather.
One person, one devil.
The two forces merge and intertwine with each other, but also separate from each other and complement each other, making them more powerful.
Now that she can control the demon in her heart, the demon's cultivation becomes more rampant and domineering, and her cultivation speed is also faster.
Just three days.
The sixth-grade immortal seeds have sprouted.
The immortal power released is much stronger than the original immortal power.
Wu Qianxue has already touched the threshold of the 'Wonderland', and can clearly sense the powerful power within the gate of Fairyland, the power that makes people yearn for it.
"There are still three days until the angel is coming."
"I will definitely step into the fairyland."
"No one can stop me."
…
Kyoto Castle, gate of the city.
Zhou Xian looked like a wanderer, carrying a long spear wrapped in cloth, standing at the gate of the city, looking at the white cloth floating all over the city, clenching his fists secretly, "We are finally here."
Lei Gang, who was dressed as a groom beside him, said lightly, "I wonder if the young master is here?"
When Long Xiao left Xicheng, he specifically told them to break up the demon-breaking army into pieces and secretly infiltrate Kyoto City, waiting for his order.
Now all the Demon-Breaking Army has entered the city.
No one noticed.
The city of Kyoto can accommodate millions of people, and tens of thousands of people can live there in several places within a few days. These tens of thousands of people are not all dressed in the same clothes without anyone noticing.
and.
Even if they discovered it, I'm afraid no one would take it seriously.
Because the whole city knew that the immortal envoy was coming.
Everyone wants to see the beauty.
A large number of people enter the city every day.
Zhou Xian looked in the direction of the palace and whispered: "It will come. Your Highness will definitely come."
As he spoke, Zhou Xian's fists clenched tighter and tighter, with murderous intent in his eyes.
…
Another place.
On a hillside ten kilometers away from Kyoto City.
One hundred thousand Zhendong Army has been assembled...