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Chapter 957: King with a Different Surname

The colorful rainbow swept across the sky, and the rays of light shone thousands of miles across the capital.

A purple figure came from the sky and entered the imperial city.

Lin Jizhan took a look and saw that it was Taoist Tiyun.

Taoist Master Tiyun swept past Changhua and entered the palace. When he saw Lin Ji, he was slightly startled. Then he raised his hands and saluted with a smile on his face: "Fellow Taoist Lin! The great realm has reached the peak, and the dragon's charm is natural. Tiyun is for it."

A congratulations!"

When Lin Ji saw Tiyun, he was not happy and said: "Priest Tiyun, how are you doing lately?"

"Good!" Tiyun said with a smile, "Last time, Taoist friend Lin showed his great charm, and Tiyun first congratulated him for the opportunity to enjoy it. Now, Taoist friend Lin has reached the peak of his achievement, the dragon's aura is clear, and there is a faint sign of Taoism! It just so happens that again

It’s a poor Taoist priest who has come to congratulate me! This blessing is so great!”

"Fellow Daoist Lin is truly a genius, a talent that is rare to see in a thousand years!"

Tiyun sighed, and then sighed: "It was only a few years ago when I entered the Taoist peak at this time? I have never seen it before in the past! I am afraid that Mr. Lan, who was halfway through the realm and was astonishingly talented, was just like this! But...

"

Tiyun glanced at the dragon chair under Lin Ji, with a stern look on his face and said, "Just now, I was born with a strange dragon spirit. Do you know what this means, Fellow Daoist Lin?"

Lin Ji smiled: "Does the Taoist priest have to say that I am the son of destiny and will be honored as a great treasure and ranked among the ninth and fifth?"

Tiyun was stunned and said in surprise: "Fellow Taoist, have you already planned?"

Lin Ji patted the handrail of the faucet, looked at the golden-painted palace beam and smiled slightly: "Kiuzhou is my land, and the world is my subject. This is indeed noble and beautiful. But from the perspective of you and me, it is nothing more.

Er Er! The world is under heaven, after all, it is still under the world! The emperor is still a son. Isn’t this ninety-five position that everyone is jealous of, I still despise it! If you want to do it, just be the king of heaven!"

Click!

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thunder in the sky.

The thunder light blasted through the clouds and shattered the rainbow light. It rushed in all directions and covered the ten-mile imperial city like a huge lightning grid.

I don't know where a dark cloud like a mountain floated, falling from the sky with a startling gloom!

"Well done!" Lin Ji glared and jumped out, standing majestically in mid-air.

"God's will is my will, and I will be punished by thunder!" Lin Ji shouted angrily and raised his sleeves.

An invisible wave of air surged out.

Where the Qi moves, the lightning is extinguished!

When the waves roll, the cloud shadow breaks!

The scenery inside and outside the imperial city is clear and clear, and the blue sky is like a wash.

"What a crazy kid!" A buzzing sound like a bell or a golden drum came from the air in the distance.

Lin Ji glanced around and saw a tall old man standing in the mid-air, with his long sleeves swaying in the wind.

Her long black and white hair flutters in the wind, and her short beard is as straight as a needle. She exudes an extremely powerful and domineering aura despite being calm and self-confident.

His eyes were full of pupils, his arms were hanging down from his knees, and all kinds of strange images showed him the unique style of a strange man from this world.

The old man looked Lin Ji up and down, glared angrily and asked, "Are you that little bastard named Lin Ji?"

Lin Ji put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Master is here! Which grandson are you?"

"Seeking death!" The man immediately became furious.

Thunder and lightning danced wildly, and black clouds filled the air like night.

"Brother Tu, wait a minute!"

At this time, two more figures flew from the left and right sides, and one of them shouted urgently: "Killing this junior is being ridiculed by others, let me ask him clearly first."

Lin Ji turned around and saw that the man on the left had red hair, a round body, a pair of long fangs extending out, and two small eyes that were shining brightly, like a wild boar that had become a spirit.

The man on the right has a slender body and long beard, and his whole body is covered with layers of scales. Even his eyelids and lips are shining like fish and shrimp.

Tiyun jumped into the air and called to Lin Ji: "Fellow Daoist Lin, be careful, these are kings with different surnames from Great Qin."

Lin Ji had worked in the Supervisory Office for many years and had known about this matter for a long time.

Thousands of years ago, the Qin Dynasty was first established.

After the founder Qin Ye unified the nine states, he granted four hereditary princes and three kings with different surnames.

The four great princes are respectively the Lu family, the brave army who supported the Qin family to seize the world, the Di family, the Weihu army, the Li family, the Tiance army, and the Yang family, the Fenglei army.

After thousands of years of inheritance, the Di family only has an only son left, and he is seriously ill and has lived in Qingzhou all year round and has never been born. The two families of Yang and Li have long been cut off. Now, the only remaining members of the Lu family are Lu Guangmu, the Duke of Zhenguo who has retreated to the second line, and his granddaughter.

Zhaoer.

The three kings with different surnames are only recorded in the roster and have never entered the capital for thousands of years.

Huo Qianfan, the king of Zhenhai, is far away on an isolated island in the South China Sea, Tu Yiming, the king of Zhenshan, is at Foguan bordering the west, and Hu Shiju, the king of Zhenling, is located in the East China Sea. These three kings with different surnames just belong to the Qin Dynasty by name. They neither obey the decree nor accept Xuan Zhao.

It is a country within a country and is not subject to Qin law at all.

These people have never shown up since the fall of the Qin Dynasty, and why do they suddenly gather together again?

The man on the left widened his small eyes, looked at Lin Ji and said: "I, Huo Qianfan, are the immortal and unknown ghosts here! Boy, are you Lin Ji?"

"It's your grandfather!" Lin Ji raised his head and asked, "Are you going to mourn for Da Qin?"

Huo Qianfan snorted with disdain and said: "Whether the Great Qin Kingdom is destroyed or not, what does the survival of the Qin family's descendants have to do with us? I only want to ask you one thing! Has the Qin family's treasure house ever fallen into our hands?

Your hand?"

"So what!" Lin Ji replied simply.

Not long after the Qin family's treasure house was stolen by him, it was known to the three frontier kings so quickly. It must be that the Qin family deliberately spread the news. Moreover, these people were able to chase them all the way here. Someone must have spread the word.

There's no point in denying it.

"That's good!" Huo Qianfan replied, "We are concerned about our status and don't want to do anything with future generations to avoid being ridiculed! You only need to hand over three treasures and we will let you live!"

"If not, it will be the same if I kill you and then rob you!" Tu Yiming, the King of Zhenshan who was in the front, shouted sternly.

Huo Qianfan stepped forward to stop Tu Yiming who was about to take action, and faced Lin Jida: "There are many artifacts in the Qin family's treasury, and you have taken them all. It is not a big deal for you to give up three of them! If you know the difference, I will hand you over happily."

come out!"

Lin Ji was curious and asked, "Which three?"

"Three Emperors Sword!" Zhenhai King Huo Qianfan was the first to shout.

"Yes!" Lin Ji took out the weapon with his backhand and spread the Three Emperors sword across his shoulder.

""Peach Dream Picture"!" Tu Yiming, the king of Zhenshan, suddenly became excited.

Lin Ji thought for a while and took out a scroll from Qiankun's sleeve. It was exactly what the old man who guarded the treasure had requested before his death.

"Is this it?" Lin Ji shook his head.

"Yes, yes!" Tu Yiming's eyes flashed and he nodded repeatedly.

"There are also Eight Treasures Liujing Bottle!" Zhenling King Hu Shiju shouted urgently.

Lin Ji thought for a moment, then took out a small bottle as bright as white jade, the size of a fist, and said, "Then there is only one small bottle like this in the treasure house, so it should be it, right?"

"That's right!" Hu Shiju rubbed his hands happily.

The three kings' eyes were shining, and they were about to come and take the treasures, but they watched helplessly as Lin Ji waved his hand and took the three things back.

Um?

The three of them were suddenly stunned.

"See? I have all three treasures here." Lin Ji said with a smile, "Do you want them very much?"

"What? You don't want to give it?"

"These three things are insignificant to Lin, but Lin just can't accept being threatened and extorted."

"Boy, don't toast and you'll be fined with wine!" Hu Shiju snorted coldly.

"However, it's not that I can't give it."

"If someone kneels down to beg me and calls me Grandpa Lin a few times, maybe Lin will agree as soon as he is in a good mood!"

"Bastard, if you don't want to die, hand it over quickly, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude." Huo Qianfan shouted.

"This is exactly what Lin wants to say. If you don't want to die, get out of here right away! While Lin is in a good mood, he doesn't want to kill anyone yet!"

"Boy, you are too arrogant!" Tu Yiming finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily, "You really think that we are just wax figures and clay bodies, so I don't dare to touch you!"

(End of chapter)


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