Si Wuming sighed softly and stood a short distance outside the imperial mausoleum.
He could step into the imperial mausoleum by raising his legs, and reach the front of the Nine Dragons Platform in a few steps.
But he decided not to move forward.
Looking up at the sky, I saw the dragon of luck rolling, and the roar of the dragon leaped to my ears, but it was not the one that had just overseen Tiansi.
Looking at the capital from a distance, I saw a golden light rising from the palace, almost breaking through the dark clouds in the sky.
Si Wuming knew that the golden light was Dao Yun, the manifestation of that Dao.
"The emperor's way is upright and upright. He orders the world, and no one dares to disobey. Ha."
Si Wuming spoke softly, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"But how can there be an eternal dynasty in this world? The great emperor is just a handful of dust in the end, not worth mentioning."
In the sky above the capital, the figure of the ancestor of the Qin family appeared.
"Hahaha, Si Wuming! You were inferior to me a thousand years ago, and you are still inferior to me now!" Emperor Qin laughed loudly, and his voice resounded throughout the world.
"Emperor Qin cultivated the way of the emperor, the true way of the emperor. And he is the supreme king of Kyushu, so everything in the world is at his fingertips, and everything in Kyushu is nothing more than what he has in his pocket."
After Eunuch Chu finished speaking, Lan Zeying, unlike Lin Ji, looked at Eunuch Chu with some concern.
Jiuzhou was caused by the chaos in the Palace of Eternal Life, but it was also Da Qin's breach of contract.
After hearing these words, Lin Ji finally understood.
This kind of behavior will naturally have backlash.
Lan Zeying's expression froze.
Before they even took action, the entire world had already lost its dignity, leaving only their lingering power.
Jiulong Terrace is like the agreement between the Qin family and the dragon veins of the Nine Provinces. The Qin family guarantees good weather in the nine states, and the dragon veins ensure that luck will always bless the Qin Dynasty.
Before he finished speaking, golden light shone brightly in the sky.
The purpose is to reduce the backlash and reach a point where it can be tolerated.
Perhaps in Emperor Qin's eyes, this conspiracy was nothing more than a joke and could be easily destroyed.
He looked up at the sky and frowned slightly.
He had also noticed something was wrong with Eunuch Chu a long time ago, but he couldn't be sure.
Eunuch Chu covered his mouth and smiled.
The next moment, there was a bit of desolate gloom between heaven and earth.
"Is he the eighth realm in charge of the Great Qin Palace?!"
Gold and gray almost enveloped the entire world, and the manifestations of the two Taoist monks were constantly eroding and rolling over each other.
"He stood on the top of Kyushu a thousand years ago, and this stop is a thousand years ago."
But just as the two of them were walking towards the imperial mausoleum, Song Cang suddenly stopped and his eyes widened.
The moment Si Wuming finished speaking, a figure emerged from the city.
Hearing this, Lin Ji took two steps back slightly, leaving the place for the two eunuchs.
"Sir Zun has been waiting for thousands of years, and we still have less time than this?"
The founding emperor of the Qin Dynasty, Qin Ye.
“Everything comes to his ears and eyes, but he can hear but doesn’t bother to listen, and can see but doesn’t bother to look.”
"I'm not dead yet, why can't he be alive?" Si Wuming chuckled and disappeared.
He came to the capital in a blink of an eye and faced the founding emperor of Qin thousands of years ago, the true supreme king of Kyushu.
And this is just a battle of momentum between the two of them.
"Would such a person care about the noise of a few bugs next to him?"
Si Wuming, who was forced to retreat, snorted coldly.
"It seems to be a bit too cloudy today."
Gao Qunshu added: "The power of the two of you fighting is too great. It doesn't matter if you are superior, but after all, we are in the capital city below us, with countless people, so we must restrain ourselves."
"Go and smash the Jiulong Tower to pieces so that the Dragon of Fate of Qin can return to heaven and earth."
And he does have this qualification.
One is clothed in cloth and the other is in black robe.
Song Cang and Li Jian had long been prepared to bear the price.
At this moment, almost all the Daoist monks subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the two figures in the sky.
"Gao Qunshu! When will you see me again?"
"Emperor Qin? The master of the palace calls him Emperor Qin?!" Song Cang looked at the old man illuminated by golden light in the distance in shock, "The founding emperor of the Qin Dynasty who led the Qin family to unify the nine states a thousand years ago?"
Si Wuming stepped lightly and slowly rose up.
"Because I don't want to bear the backlash of Kyushu's luck. It wouldn't matter in normal times, but Emperor Qin is still here after all."
"What that idiot Qian Ming said is right. Yingzi has grown up and his brain has become brighter."
He remembered what Si Wuming said just now.
In short, things that were impossible to do now have become things that can be done.
Even her clothes turned into a long yellow skirt.
"Then let me see whether the emperor's Tao of the Lord of the Nine Provinces, Lao Chan, is more powerful, or whether my fellow Taoist's gentle and silent Tao of Time, which moistens things, is more ruthless."
Destroying the Jiulong Platform means destroying the rules of Kyushu for thousands of years. This is against the dragon vein of Kyushu and the way of heaven.
As soon as the words fell, the manifestation of the great avenue behind Si Wuming and Emperor Qin suddenly dissipated. Although it regrouped in the blink of an eye, it was no longer as overwhelming as before.
"You know that there is an old monster in the palace, but you still dare to plan like this?" Lin Ji said in shock.
As Eunuch Chu said, after standing at the top for a thousand years, who would care about the conspiracy of the weak around you.
It used to be death if he was not touched by the blood of the Qin family. Instead, it might be a divine punishment or something else.
The dark clouds dispersed for no apparent reason, as if they had never appeared.
Song Cang nodded.
Everything around Si Wuming seemed to have lost its color, and his speed was getting faster and faster. It didn't feel like he was leaping, but like time had been skipped.
Seeing Lin Ji raise his eyebrows, Lian Fang added: "Now that Taoist friend Lin has lost his official status, how can Da Qin have nothing to do with you? We shouldn't be enemies, right?"
Song Cang asked in confusion: "The palace master has already arrived here, why didn't he just do it?"
Eunuch Chu laughed twice.
"Lin only came to watch the show this time and was just sitting there watching."
He looked up the mountain. On the other side of the mountain pass, Li Jian and Song Cang arrived.
In the palace, Lin Ji and Lan Zeying stood side by side outside Changhua Hall, and not far from them was Eunuch Chu.
"Who is Lian Fang?" Lin Ji couldn't help but asked curiously.
Eunuch Chu turned around, and when he turned back again, he had turned into a woman with a slightly gentle face.
"Lian Fang, the Immortal Envoy of the Eternal Life Palace, has met Lin Tianguan. No, it should be Fellow Daoist Lin."
That's why the Palace of Eternal Life has been planning for a long time to disrupt most of the nine states in the world and let the dragon energy on the Nine Dragons Platform dissipate.
That was the one who led the Qin family to become the Lord of Nine Provinces a thousand years ago.
They all stared closely at the two Tao Cheng realm monks in the sky.
"You are not Mr. Chu." Lan Zeying said, "Who are you?"
This is also the price they have long been prepared to pay.
"You are Lianfang!"
"It's just that I can't help myself." Lan Zeying responded casually.
"He's still alive?! How could he be still alive?!"
During the thousand years of the Qin Dynasty, more than 20 emperors could only be called emperor by their real names. This was because the Qin family knew that there was only one person who could be called emperor of Qin.
As he spoke, Gao Qunshu's figure appeared in mid-air.
"Huh? It's interesting. I actually smelled the Dharma, and I followed the Dharma."
"It's not just what you say."
Gao Qunshu shook his head slightly.
"Everything that has an appearance is nothing more than falsehood."