In his opinion, there are only two possibilities for the successor to the throne, either King Jing or him. The rest are all delusions. King An is simply impossible. In terms of morality and martial arts, neither one is superior.
Chu Li's words opened a door for him.
Although it is a bit absurd, there are many absurd things in the world, and strong people can often turn the impossible into possible.
If King An's son succeeds to the throne, the throne will be unstable and needs someone to protect him. If he wants to prevent his uncles such as King Jing and Cheng from driving him away, he will become the pinnacle of Zhenhai.
This idea only circulated in his mind for a moment, and then disappeared. The current form was most beneficial to King Jing, and it was out of reach for King An's son to inherit the throne.
"My lord, have you ever thought about why these ten Asuras are dispatched?" Chu Li said: "Could it be a sign that Da Li is going south?"
"Well, it's very possible." Prince Ping nodded.
Chu Li nodded: "They first lowered the morale of the army, and then they can save a lot of energy by coming over with a large group of troops. As far as I know, Dali's military strength is constantly increasing, which is really not Daji's blessing!"
"Just waiting for them to come!" King Ping snorted.
Chu Li said: "Your Majesty, you must be careful of assassinations by martial arts masters. The Holy Sect of Light is becoming more and more rampant now. If it dares to attack the Duke's Mansion, it will do anything!"
He understood King Ping's intention to seek war. Only when the war comes can King Ping, a commander-in-chief, show his value and be more stable.
If Da Li was weak, he might not even exist as a commander. He might have been recalled to the divine capital long ago, and would be relieved of his military power to live in his old age!
Prince Ping nodded: "I will be careful and always guard against them."
Chu Li said no more. A reminder was enough. Saying too much would offend King Ping.
Chu Li drove a carriage and walked slowly on the road.
The carriage is old, weathered, and about to fall apart.
It had been two days since he left the Xijiang military camp. This carriage was a gift from the Xijiang army and carried ten Asuras. According to King Ping's words, they were not worthy of riding in the carriage.
He plans to give these ten asuras to Ziyun Mountain. Ziyun Mountain has received the news and is sending disciples here.
He suddenly stopped the carriage and smiled.
As expected, the Holy Sect of Light did not give up on these Asuras and sent people to rescue them. If they knew their route, there was still a traitor in the Western Xinjiang Army.
Traitors cannot be avoided, unless he can visit every part of the military camp in Western Xinjiang and see every soldier's mind. If he wants to see a hundred thousand troops, he will be exhausted to death, and he will never exert such exhaustion.
He drove the carriage to a forest beside the road, tied the reins and suddenly disappeared, appearing in front of four middle-aged men. Without saying a word, he stabbed with his sword.
The Seventh Form of the Divine Sword was combined with the Jueyun Sword Technique, and was extremely powerful. When the Heavenly Demon Pearl landed on his heart, it immediately became infinitely powerful, making the sword a little faster, and instantly stabbed a middle-aged man in front of his throat.
The middle-aged man retreated suddenly, but could not move faster than Chu Li's sword.
"Tsk!" A sword stabbed his throat.
"Old Pang!"
"Junior Brother Pang!"
"Brother Pang!"
The other three middle-aged men roared and rushed towards Chu Li.
Chu Li disappeared in a flash and appeared behind another tall middle-aged man, stabbing out another sword.
"Ding" a knife was held in front of the sword. The middle-aged man held the knife in front of his throat and staggered back.
One of the other two men punched and the other drew a sword, hitting Chu Li at the same time.
These four people have extremely high cultivation levels and are here to deal with Chu Li, so they naturally have a chance of winning.
They didn't expect Chu Li's martial arts to be so weird. He suddenly appeared after performing a secret technique, attacked one person, and turned four people into three.
Chu Li suddenly disappeared.
The Heavenly Demon Pearl regrouped in his heart, and he sat cross-legged on a tree, with all things returning to their origin and the Great Circle Mirror Wisdom operating at the same time, observing the three people five miles away.
Seeing Chu Li disappear, they hurriedly turned back and gathered together to save Pang Zhongnian.
After taking the elixir, the aura of the middle-aged man surnamed Pang stabilized.
His face was pale and gloomy, and he was almost killed by one strike. He had no power to resist the sword, which made him feel a little chilled, but also felt humiliated and angry.
"Brother Pang, this guy is well-deserved and very troublesome. Let's invite a few more people to come over!" A thin middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "You say you are chasing him, don't end up with him chasing us!"
"Exactly!" The round-faced middle-aged man next to him nodded hurriedly.
The middle-aged man surnamed Pang was stabbed in the throat, and the sword force was still lingering around the wound. He could not suppress it. He felt faintly in danger. If this continued, if the sword force attacked his head, he would not be able to withstand it.
He waved and made a gesture.
"Want us to use Qigong to help you heal your injuries?" the round-faced middle-aged man asked hurriedly.
The middle-aged man named Pang nodded.
"Junior Brother Pang, let me help you!" The short, fat middle-aged man who had been silent said in a deep voice, sitting behind him and putting his palms on his vest.
The other two middle-aged people stood around, looking around, tensing up in case Chu Li appeared again.
Chu Li Wanxiang Guizong was analyzing their thoughts, looking for flaws, flaws that could kill them with one strike.
After a while, white steam steamed from the head of the short, fat middle-aged man.
The other two middle-aged people were even more nervous and vigilant, fearing that Chu Li would appear.
Chu Li suddenly appeared, piercing the short and fat middle-aged man's back with a sword. The tip of the sword appeared in front of his heart, and then disappeared suddenly.
"Poof!" The short, fat middle-aged man sprayed out a cloud of blood mist, which wet the back of the middle-aged man named Pang.
"Poof!" The middle-aged man surnamed Pang looked up to the sky and spurted out an arrow of blood, then fell down softly.
Chu Li's sword was steady and accurate.
The short, fat middle-aged man was engrossed in helping his companions perform exercises and heal their injuries when a sword hit his chest, causing his breath to become disordered.
The middle-aged man surnamed Pang was at the most critical moment. His aura was disturbed, and his success failed. Under the violent backlash, the sword force instantly penetrated his brain, and he was seriously injured and fell into coma.
"Brother Pang! Brother Xie!" The two of them were shocked and stood back to back, staring at the surroundings.
"Let's carry one on each other's backs and let's go!" the thin middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
The two of them each carried one person on their backs and shot them out like smoke.
Chu Li suddenly appeared and pointed two fingers silently.
The two heart-asking fingers floated past like a breeze, and the next moment, Chu Li appeared a hundred meters away from them, standing with his sword in hand, glaring at them coldly.
The two of them were immediately alert, and warning signs sounded in their hearts one after another.
"Uh" they suddenly paused.
Two heart-asking fingers hit them.
Under Chu Li's deliberate misleading, they mistook the warning sign for Wen Xinzhi as a warning sign for Chu Li, and ended up having no time to avoid it.
Chu Li stepped in front of them, sword light flashed, and the two fell to the ground clutching their bellies.
He looked down at the four of them and said calmly: "You all have life-saving elixir, take it, and I will spare your lives today!"
After he said that, the sword flashed twice more, and the other two people were stabbed in the lower abdomen, and their martial arts skills were completely useless.
Under the malicious gazes of the three people, Chu Li drifted away, feeling happy in his heart.
Wan Xiang returned to his clan and became more diligent, his grasp of the situation became more and more accurate, and he became more and more skillful in fighting. He did not increase his cultivation level, but strengthened his strength.