One after another, ornately decorated spirit boats descended on the Xijian River, carrying the civil and military ministers of the Great Shang Dynasty. Most of the spirit boats were actually the personal treasures of those princes and ministers. Starting from decades ago, the people of Baidi City
The trend of extravagance has already begun to prevail, especially among those powerful ministers who compare themselves with each other. The value of their spiritual boats often represents their own worth.
Among them, a spirit boat is engraved with a golden unicorn pattern. It is comparable in size to a dragon boat and is 100 meters long. It is extremely luxurious. It is the spirit boat in the residence of Jinan King Zhao Qiyang. Zhao Qiyang will drive this spirit boat whenever he travels far away.
The time I went to Dongwu Country a few months ago, I took this spiritual boat.
Two figures rose from the ground and landed directly in the spirit boat.
Cao Ying and Huang Qingning stepped into the spirit boat side by side, came to a gorgeous living room in the cabin, and said respectfully: "See your highness."
"Um."
King Jinan gently raised his hand to signal the maids beside him to step back, while Cao Ying stepped lightly with her delicate feet, and a small world of twelve-level sword cultivators instantly rose up in the cabin.
"If you have anything to say, just say it."
Zhao Qiyang frowned: "Will the sealing ceremony be completed successfully tonight?"
"Disaster."
Cao Ying pursed her red lips and said: "There is a high possibility that Lin Zhao will lead the Upper Five Realms of Snowy Tianchi to cause trouble."
"oh?"
Zhao Qiyang smiled slightly: "Okay, it's best if you can come. This decree to seal the sword-cleansing Jiangjiang God is a family affair of my Great Shang Dynasty. He, a man from the Snowy Tianchi, came to stop it, which just gave us a reason to take action."
"..."
Cao Ying looked solemn: "Your Highness really wants to kill Lin Zhao?"
"cannot?"
Zhao Qiyang said calmly: "Cao Ying, don't worry, I will not be so stupid as to send someone to kill Lin Zhao. Don't worry, there are others who will kill Lin Zhao, and what you have to do is to stop Lin Zhao's subordinates."
, it’s best to stop them one by one. He Lin Zhao led his people to make a big fuss at the imperial conferment ceremony of our Great Shang Dynasty. It is a serious crime. As long as he does not die in the hands of our Great Shang Dynasty, he will be no different from others."
"What do you mean, Your Highness?"
Huang Qingning frowned.
"Just follow my arrangements."
Zhao Qiyang said: "Cao Ying and Huang Qingning, please lead the two of you to lead Xiuyi Xuan and the monks from Shanhai Division to protect the smooth progress of the imperial seal ceremony. If anyone dares to cause trouble, you can stop it, but don't kill Lin."
Zhao, let someone else kill you."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
…
Not far away, on a spiritual boat engraved with fiery red unicorn patterns, Wenhao, the great commander, walked out of the cabin, jumped and landed in front of a tent on the ground. In front of him was an old man wearing a first-class civil official uniform.
, Giant Sheep Gong Lin Yan, Lin Yan is leaning on a cane. He is obviously a great monk in the Twelve Realm, but he looks senile and has a calm look in his eyes.
"See Giant Sheep."
Wen Hao said in a deep voice.
"Um."
Lin Yan nodded and smiled: "Wen Shuai arrived so early?"
"Yes, I don't dare to neglect the ceremony of the imperial conferment of Jiang Shen, Xi Jian Jiang."
"That's good, that's good."
Lin Yan smiled and said: "The imperial conferment ceremony is the most important thing. Your Majesty is here in person, so no mistakes can be made. You, the commander-in-chief of the South, really should come over in advance to make arrangements. How many troops are guarding Xijianjiang now?"
"The total is over three hundred thousand."
Wen Hao said respectfully: "Half of them are from the Sixth Hall Division, and the rest are from the three northern states. The six southern states are too far to travel, and only some monks from the middle and upper fifth realms have left."
"That's fine." Lin Yan nodded with a smile.
"Grand Duke."
Wen Hao frowned, looked toward the north bank, and said: "Lin Ruo leads fifty thousand Rock Army soldiers to garrison in the north. Do you want to... go and meet him? You guys haven't seen him for several years."
"Is there anything visible?"
Lin Yan frowned and said: "The brat has stiff wings. He didn't even listen to grandpa's words. When we met, he had a big quarrel and ended up unhappy. Instead of me going to see him, why not wait for him to figure it out and come to see me one day?"
, this Lin family’s huge foundation, who will inherit it if he, Lin Ruian, is not here to inherit it? Do you want me, an old man, to keep it for another hundred years? "
Wen Hao smiled: "It's difficult for an honest official to intervene in household affairs, so I won't interrupt."
"Wen Shuai."
Lin Yan looked at him, smiled meaningfully and said: "That man is in the snowy Tianchi, and he may come in person today. Do you really not plan to see him? Can you please make it clear?"
"How do you say that?"
Wen Hao gritted his teeth and said: "He must have been extremely disappointed with me a long time ago. Even Xiao Jiu'er has returned to the Snowy Tianchi several times, but I don't even have the courage to recognize each other, and the mistake has already been made.
, even if I kneel down and admit my mistake, will it be useful? I will not lose my face and eventually become the laughing stock of others."
"Lin Xingchu is Lin Zhao's aunt. Maybe Lin Zhao will come today. What are you going to do, avoid seeing her?"
"If it really comes, I'm afraid I'll have to avoid it."
"Oh, you have such a bad temper..."
Lin Yan sighed and said, "You should polish it off. In terms of character, you, Shi Hu, are really not as good as Lin Zhao. Perhaps if you had not followed Wen Shuoyang or gone to the youth camp to practice, you had been following Lin Zhao."
If Zhao had practiced cultivation, he would not be what he is now."
Wen Hao frowned: "If you keep following him, you will always be just a follower. Is it possible to surpass him in this life?"
"..."
Lin Yan smiled: "I'm old, I'll go back to the camp to have a sip of tea, Wen Shuai can do what he wants."
Wen Hao cupped his fists and backed away.
Lin Yan turned around and stepped into the tent. The moment he turned around, a flash of hatred flashed in his eyes.
…
noon.
A golden dragon boat descended from the sky, and the officials knelt down to greet it. Emperor Zhao Jingheng of the Shang Dynasty arrived.
After meeting the ministers, Zhao Jingheng returned to the dragon boat. Zhao Qiyang came to see His Majesty the Emperor. As soon as he sat down, he showed the look of an elder and said with a smile: "Jing Heng, although it is the first time that I have granted the title of Xi Jian Jiang Jiang Shen.
, but it’s not a big deal. Don’t be too rigid and nervous. Just follow the Minister of Rites, Wang Shilang, to read out the edict and act according to the etiquette together. Don’t worry, Wang Shilang will always tell you what you should do and what you shouldn’t do.
of."
"Um."
Zhao Jingheng smiled and nodded: "Actually, I just came here to show my face, but the emperor's uncle has been planning and building this Jiang Shen Temple for a long time. It can be said that it is a lot of hard work, and the emperor's uncle has worked hard."
"It's nothing hard."
Zhao Qiyang picked up a grape from the fruit plate and threw it into his mouth, and said with a smile: "This human world belongs to our Zhao family. The reason why we enshrine the sword-washing Jiangjiang God is for the longevity of the Zhao family's world. It doesn't matter if it's hard work."
Zhao Jingheng smiled and nodded.
"Okay."
Zhao Qiyang stood up, touched his rather bloated belly, and said with a smile: "I'm going to check if there are any unfinished matters. Jing Heng, you just need to have a good rest on the ship. As the leader of the country, you don't have to do everything personally, let alone
Feel free to show your face, after all, this is the Northern Territory, very close to the Panyun Mountain of the Monster Clan, where the big monsters are permanently stationed."
"Yes, congratulations to your uncle!"
Zhao Jingheng stood up and watched Zhao Qiyang leave.
Not long after, a beautiful woman wearing palace clothes and a blood-colored robe stepped into the cabin. Suddenly Zhao Jingheng's face was no longer restrained, and he came forward with a smile: "Sister, are you back? I asked the imperial chef to make soup.
, drink a little later, you came here yesterday, you must have worked hard."
"Jing Heng."
Zhao Shutong sat opposite the emperor, frowning and said: "Today at the imperial conferment ceremony, you may really be able to see Lin Baiyi in the snowy Tianchi, and there is a high possibility that he came here for
Smash the river temple we just built."
"ah?"
Zhao Jingheng frowned, then showed a look of relief and said: "Lin Xingchu is his aunt. We abandoned Lin Xingchu whose whereabouts are unknown regardless of morality and justice, and wanted to consecrate a new river god. It is naturally expected that he would intervene to obstruct us."
"Then what do we do?"
Zhao Shutong said softly: "Have you ever thought about how to deal with him if he really comes?"
"have not thought."
Zhao Jingheng gritted his teeth: "But if my imperial conferment ceremony is ruined by him, I will be willing to do so and have no regrets!"
"..."
Zhao Shutong sighed, it was so messy that he couldn't sort it out.
…
At night, drums and trumpets sound in unison, and the area around Xijianjiangjiang Shrine is as lively as daytime.
The civil and military ministers were bathing and fasting, and Emperor Zhao Jingheng also put on a dragon robe and held in his hand a Longquan sword that had just been forged by a famous craftsman in the palace. This sword would soon become the Jiang Shen Sword of Xin Jiang Shen.
Soon after, the sealing ceremony began.
Amidst the sound of drums, Zhao Jingheng, accompanied by a minister from the Ministry of Rites, slowly climbed up to the imperial sealing platform. There are ninety-nine levels in the imperial sealing platform. Zhao Jingheng stayed for a few seconds at each level. Drums roared in the distance, and the ministers knelt down and shouted.
Long live the sky, although the sky seems clear, there are many galactic realms, even eleventh realms, and even twelve realms strong men hiding in some corners.
When Zhao Jingheng reached the top of the imperial sealing platform with Jiang Shenjian in his hands, all the ministers stood up one after another, and the Minister of Rites unfolded a volume of imperial edicts. Right in front, a vague figure descended on the imperial sealing platform. It was none other than Chu Jun, the Minister of Rites a hundred years ago.
His ghost has been enshrined in his ancestral hall for hundreds of years. Now he finally has an opportunity to achieve enlightenment.
He slowly knelt down, trembling all over.
Zhao Jingheng held the sword in his left hand and the imperial edict in his right hand, and was about to read it out.
…
But at this moment, wisps of golden thunder thundered faintly in the clouds in the north. Under the ray of gold, a swordsman in white robes and silver armor, carrying two long swords, stepped on a fiery red sword light from the north.
He came, stayed in the sky above the north bank, clasped his fists lightly, and said in a deep voice, his voice resounding throughout the earth: "Lin Zhao, a descendant of the Chen Dynasty, dare to ask the Shang Dynasty, what is morality? What is the world?"
Zhao Jingheng turned around, his eyes filled with blazing light, he was really here.
"Someone is coming!"
Huang Qingning raised his palm and said in a deep voice: "No one is allowed to disturb the imperial sealing ceremony!"
In the sky, figures one after another headed north.
Lin Zhao smiled slightly.
Behind him, a golden sword light shot up into the sky, and he saw a woman in white clothes with an empty sleeve, and her whole body was spraying thin sword energy. She stood beside Lin Zhao, and in the eyes of everyone, she immediately broke through.
Becoming a Sword Immortal of the Twelve Realms, and the moment Zhi Zhi stepped into the Twelve Realms, he was actually a peak Sword Immortal of the Twelve Realms!
