The emperor of Zhongdu went through a lot of ruthlessness in order to obtain the absolute rights that should belong to his position.
For example, notify the soldiers at the city gate to let Li Ya out of the city gate to delay time. For example, let the second son of the Chen family do something like summoning dozens of immortal monks to become demons. For example, use the life spans of all the people in Middle-earth as sacrifices, in exchange for
The rules of the capital and the territory are self-determined, and there is no spiritual energy anymore.
He may not know what exactly Chen Ze, the new top scholar at that time, wanted to do when he applied for a decree to go to the outer city to become the city lord, but he knew that Chen Zeshen wanted revenge.
After all, this is also the first game that he, the emperor, has personally set up.
The young man who was sitting upright on the dragon chair leaned back slightly and admired with satisfaction the "immortals" sitting in a row in the hall with their hands tied behind their backs, lowering their heads and lowering their eyebrows.
His fingers tapped the chair surface happily, and from time to time he lifted the toes of his crossed legs, and the nine strings of colorful crowns on his head also swayed slightly.
"Master Chu really kept his word. He promised me many years ago that when I was young, I would no longer have to be disturbed by monks when I grew up. Now there really are no immortals. There will no longer be any arrogant people living in my palace.
Long-haired chicken."
Li Can's smile was shallow, more of a feeling of satisfaction at the scene in front of him.
These ten or so people are "high-ranking immortals" supported by the Jing Dynasty. On weekdays, everyone lives in the palace courtyard with the best Five Elements Feng Shui direction in the harem. Either they ask for spiritual stones when the sun rises, or they ask for spiritual grass at sunset.
And magic weapon treasure.
If it weren't for the fact that the magic ring on Li Can's hand was a half-immortal secret treasure left by the ascended Immortal Lord Le'an in the past, how could they still tolerate a mortal like him stepping on their heads?
Those who are willing to come to the Jingchao Palace to be "officials", to be worshiped by the royal family, and to be sent by the royal family, are all people who want a smooth sailing on the road to immortality, and to rise to 90,000 miles.
If you have high ambitions in your heart, how can you succumb to them?
Chu Lin sat diagonally below the emperor, and Li Can prepared specially made tables and chairs made of purple gold and sandalwood for him.
And this immortal in white clothes was eating a squirrel mandarin fish slowly and decently, with no special emotions hidden in his eyes, as if he just came here to have a light meal on time.
When Li Can saw that Chu Lin didn't reply to him, he didn't look annoyed. Instead, he stood up and walked to a monk.
This monk has white eyebrows and white clothes, his shoulders are covered with bright yellow clouds, and his tassels are more comfortable than his own crown.
Li Can kicked the kneeling man in the face, his eyes full of ridicule: "Black Immortal Lord, where are the black-haired beasts you raised? Did you find that you can't use your spiritual power and can't feed them food?
Just starved to death?"
The white-browed Taoist was kicked sideways and fell to the ground, with his arms tied together behind him. He was completely white, even his black hair and beard were shiny and smooth white.
White is his favorite color, but the emperor wants to call him Black Immortal Lord.
He groaned, then coughed and gasped and said: "I am Bai, I am Bai, I am Bai Xianjun!"
Li Can couldn't listen to the man's argument and resistance, so he simply stepped on his face again. The dark lines on the soles of the shoes were imprinted on his old and wrinkled but extremely fair and smooth cheeks.
He exerted force under his shoes and slowly twisted his ankle, causing his face to turn red with such force.
The white-browed Taoist fell to the ground without even frowning.
"I don't care whether you are black or white, I am asking you whether the black-haired beast is dead! I ask you, you answer! Where did you come from, who do you think you are! You are a bad old man now!"
"Dong-dong-dong-"
Li Ya stomped hard on the side of the man's face again and again, with such a fierce look that others could even see the veins on his arms when he swayed casually.
"They are not dead." The old voice said persistently.
"Oh? That would be boring."
"I have hated those black-haired beasts for a long time. As long as they are around, I can always ask about the smell of birds. Black Immortal Lord, I heard that you like to eat human flesh the most. Have you ever eaten your own meat? Your meat
What does it smell like?"
The emperor took out a colorless aesthetic dagger studded with colorful beads from his waist, drew the knife, and flicked the scabbard.
He then began to paint on the now red and white face of Taoist Baimei.
They are lines that are uneven horizontally and vertically.
But he was extremely proud, and even kept flashing the light of hope, loudly saying: "Look, if I paint mountains and seas on your face, does it look like a map of my future territory?"
The end I want is the ends of the earth.
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Li Ya was also following the crowd. He didn't understand why one second he was still watching the battle between the monks, and the next second it was suddenly replaced by a river of flowing water.
"So now I can't go back?" he asked puzzledly.
Elder Bai was very patient and explained carefully to this mortal child: "This is the junction of the Southern Territory and the Central Capital. If you want to leave, I will give you a Thousand Mile Talisman. If you tear it into pieces, you can be teleported up to a thousand miles."
Anywhere."
"You are a mortal and you can still find your way back to Zhongdu. You can go back."
Mortal...I...
The key to his explanation is that Li Ya is a mortal, but Li Ya knows in his heart that he has now opened his spiritual orifice and has achieved cultivation, and is half a mortal.
Can you really go back?
Yu Rong's voice rang in his ears at the right time: "Go back, Li Ya, if you can go back. Shi Xinren can find the way to Zhongdu. Chen Zeshen is still in Zhongdu."
"Chen Zeshen is still in Zhongdu???" Li Ya was so shocked that he didn't dare to breathe, but there was no sign of anything unusual on his face.
"This Chen Er can be said to be the complete instigator behind the current situation. Now that he dares to stay in Zhongdu, he must be sure that there will be no immortals in Zhongdu from now on, and no one will come here to cause trouble for him."
However, the biggest danger in Zhongdu has never been the immortals, but the emperor.
Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger.
Li Ya knew it well. If the child was happy today, he would reward you with several carts of fresh southern fruits. If he was unhappy, he would send your head to the vegetable market.
It's simply...the anti-bone period max.
If it weren't for the fact that he was the target of Da Jing's popularity and affection, even his good-tempered Li Ya would want to beat him up.
Li is the surname of Guo, and they are very familiar with each other...
"Then I'll go back. I have other things to do, so I can't stay with these immortals all the time."
Yu Rong's voice was soft and warm, and the soft tone of her answers could soothe Li Ya's mood that suddenly rose and fell that day.
"Um."
Li Ya didn't say much, walked up to Bai Shenghua, bowed and saluted, "Elder, please give me the Thousand Mile Talisman you mentioned. I won't accompany you. I'm here just for..."
He turned around and looked at the woman in orange who was hiding behind Dong Yiyi and Shen Yunyang.
"For the sake of my sister, now..." Song Wan'er heard the word "family sister" and inevitably looked at the young general in bright clothes and angry horses.
Li Ya and Song Wan'er looked at each other silently at this moment. In his eyes were mottled thoughts that were difficult to explain, while in her eyes was the vastness of the sky, eternal life, and the lonely moon in the desert.
"She has her own choice, so I won't hinder her any more. I hope she can get what she wants in the future, enjoy a prosperous path to immortality, have a name that will last forever, and be respected by thousands of people."
"From now on, we have nothing to do with each other anymore."
He felt like something was broken.
After Li Ya finished speaking, he didn't pause any longer. Even when he heard the last sentence, he turned to look at the river in the distance. He took the small yellow talisman handed over by Elder Bai and crushed it without hesitation.
When the white light suddenly appeared, he felt relieved.
The young general took one last look at the woman in green and silently put on his silver helmet.
"My path is not the path of an ordinary woman. Although I still can't understand Wan'er's words, I will do the same things as her when I go back. I hope that we will reach the same destination in the end, and we will meet again on the way back."
Yu Rong heard the voice of the female general, but she did not respond, because she was not a bound woman, and she did not understand the sorrowful and mournful cries of those in the spring boudoir dream, late autumn.
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"Senior Sister, can we return to the Southern Territory?"
"That's it."
I’m going home soon! I’m going back to the Southern Region to start my career!