Yang Jian stood at the Star-Zhaing Tower in the Imperial City of Jiangdu, looked up at the huge sky palace floating back, and let out a heartfelt sigh.
"Your Majesty, it's windy here, please go inside and rest!"
The tall and thin palace eunuch, Eunuch Wei, appeared like a ghost and bowed.
Since the founding of the emperor, he has served Yang Jian for ten years. He is careful and considerate, coupled with his strong martial arts skills, he has gradually become Yang Jian's confidant.
"How can I have the desire to rest after seeing this ancient wonder?"
Yang Jian stroked his beard and suddenly his face darkened: "Are those martial arts people still coveting you?"
"Your Majesty, please be at ease. Thirty thousand imperial troops have blocked Jiangdu. How dare they act so arrogantly!"
Eunuch Wei said in a soft voice.
"Haha, you don't report good news or bad news. I don't have the emperor's unparalleled magical power, so I can't suppress those gangsters!"
Yang Jian raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "When the prince was in Jiangdu, there were only three thousand guards and the situation was calm. But now, thieves are spying day and night, but I can't do anything to prevent them!"
Eunuch Wei lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
"The Temple of War is getting lower and lower, and it is not far away from the real landing. By then, thieves from the world will swarm in!"
Yang Jian had been driving Jiangdu for two months. The war temple was dangling in the sky and would not come down. The more this happened, the stronger the sense of expectation in his heart became. Now that he finally saw the dawn, he couldn't wait and asked: "Lu
Are Taeko's eight-door golden locks ready?"
"Ready! Your Majesty has a discerning eye and employs people according to their talents. This man is indeed one of the most skilled craftsmen in the world!"
Eunuch Wei complimented.
"Well, control his female apprentice well. These people in the world can't let up even a little bit!"
Yang Jian smiled and waved his hand: "The Temple of War belongs to me and no one can interfere with it!"
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"Kill!!!"
"Hold!!!"
Eight thick chains made a loud clattering sound. Dugu clan and many masters from Ouchi surrounded Yang Jian and ran towards the Temple of War, which finally reached a height of ten feet. A shocking cry of killing came from below.
Under Gu Cheng's three strategies of Dingwu, the Jianghu forces in this world have been greatly suppressed.
However, snakes follow their own paths, and rats follow their own paths. Once the Jianghu forces are dormant, even if the court launches a heavy attack, it will inevitably fail.
It was not until the appearance of the Temple of War that the bloody hostility of the people in the world was completely aroused.
Invincible in the world, even facing the magical power of Shattering the Void, let alone the emperor, the king of heaven and the others dare to fight!
Therefore, not only the Three Gangs and Five Hui that have always been entrenched in the Jiangnan area, but also the leaders of the first-class forces such as Xie Hui of Bashu, Tongtian Grandma Xia Miaoying of the Heyi Sect, Du Xing, the leader of the Beiba Gang in Northern Xinjiang, etc., have appeared one after another.
Only then did Yang Jian realize that he had underestimated the attraction of the War Temple and also overestimated the endurance of the 30,000 Forbidden Army.
"Move troops!"
Fortunately, there are more than 30,000 imperial troops stationed in Jiangdu at the moment, as well as 50,000 elite Sui troops under the command of Han Qinhu.
Yang Jian issued the imperial edict and took advantage of the imperial army to form a formation to resist the attack of the masters. He followed the chain all the way up and soon reached the stone steps in front of the palace.
Looking up at the thousand stone steps, which looked like a majestic temple built by the giant gods, Yang Jian felt for the first time the insignificance of human power.
No matter how supreme he is, he is still like an ant in a place like this. How can the vastness of the world be changed by human power?
"If I live forever, every corner of this world will be mine, and the world will be changed by me!"
But the next moment, Yang Jian's chest surged with immense pride, he jumped up and headed towards the Temple of War impatiently.
Although his martial arts had declined, his foundation was still there. At this moment, he was flying like lightning. After a few dozen breaths, he climbed up the stone steps and arrived in front of the gate.
Looking up, on the huge wall facing the entrance, there is a line of large seals carved from top to bottom -
Heaven and earth are so unkind that they regard all things as cud dogs!
"Hmph, how can I be the same as those ordinary people?"
Yang Jian sneered, walked to the giant door with great pride, and pushed it with both hands.
Not moving at all.
"Open the door!"
Yang Jian did not use any more force, but gave a majestic order.
Dugu Valve and Ouchi masters swarmed over and pushed together.
Still motionless.
Everyone's expressions changed.
With the strength and number of the masters present, the huge stone will be opened in an instant. No matter how tall the door is, there should be some reaction.
Could it be that this temple is protected by divine power and mortals are not allowed to enter at all?
"Since the palace is here, there must be a way to enter!"
Yang Jian's chest rose and fell violently, but he quickly calmed down and revealed his thoughts.
"The temple must have supernatural powers, and there are also rare and rare treasures in the mortal world. Can I try it with the He clan's jade?"
He took out the jade seal from his arms.
This national jade seal was regarded as destiny by Yang Jian and he carried it with him everywhere. At the same time, its supernatural power was also a magic weapon for defeating the enemy. After all, once the Heshi Bi was separated from his hands, the supernatural power it would unleash would be enough to make masters who cultivate innate true energy.
It hurts so much that I don’t want to live.
If you are not allowed to enter the Ancient Palace of the God of War, you can only try the thousand-year-old jade!
What made Yang Jian overjoyed was that as soon as the He clan's jade appeared, an indescribable connection connected the inside and outside. This time, no brute force was needed, and the giant door of the Temple of War slowly opened.
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Sui capital, Daxing.
In the Renshou Palace, in front of the Dabao Hall, Gu Cheng looked directly at the scorching sun. His eyes seemed to be one red and the other red. The two rays of light alternated, but every time they merged, they separated again. After all, they could not merge into one.
"Report!"
At this moment, Yang Su reported: "Your Highness, Jiangdu is reporting urgently. Lu Miaozi has set up eight golden locks to secure the War Temple. It has been completed a few days ago. Your Majesty should have entered the temple by now!"
"Um!"
Gu Cheng was unconvinced.
"Your Highness, do you want me to get ready?"
Yang Su's eyes flashed with strange color and he asked again.
"Do you think Gu wants to kill his father?"
Gu Cheng asked calmly without looking back.
"I don't dare! I don't dare!"
Yang Su suddenly knelt down and kowtowed as hard as he could. His tone was panicked, but the expression on his face was extremely focused, without even blinking.
He did not believe that this prince, who held great power and made great achievements, was unwilling to take that step and ascend to the supreme throne.
In original history, if the version of Yang Guang's patricide is true, Yang Su played a vital role and could be said to have single-handedly contributed to Yang Jian's death.
At that time, Yang Su was already a highly respected minister and had no chance of advancement, so he dared to do such things that would risk the disapproval of the world. At this time, although he had tormented the Guanlong family to death in just one year,
After five labors and seven injuries, his position is not yet stable and he urgently needs to follow the dragon's merits!
"Don't mention this matter again. I won't make my mother sad!"
Gu Cheng flicked his sleeves, and his unwavering voice made Yang Su startled. He was sure that he was not lying, and his words contained hints.
But for some reason, he felt that the prince had other plans.
It's just that one of the two sides is in Jiangdu and the other is in Daxing, thousands of miles apart. What kind of means can they use to manipulate an emperor like Yang Jian who is wise and full of everything?
"I resign!"
Yang Su thought about it, her heart became more and more confused, and she bowed and stepped back.
When there was no one in the main hall, Gu Cheng suppressed the glare in his eyes, slowly turned around, and looked at the dragon chair in the middle.