Chapter 464: Reincarnation Palm Spring and Autumn, 10,000)
The ground is full of cracks.
It's like a mountain range rolling up from the ground.
Later.
There were countless voices of admiration.
Chariot!
On the ground, a green chariot shadow shrouded the sky above Lin Dongweasel.
The simple patterns resemble dragons, colorful phoenixes, lions and horses.
The wheel hub of the chariot is as high as three people, and the simple wood grain looks like it has gone through spring, summer, winter and summer, crushing the long river of time.
Without comparison, there is no harm.
The Samsara Chariot used by Lin Dongwei is like a mobile fortress on the battlefield, charging back and forth among the enemy troops, and is invincible.
Lin Honglu's previous reincarnation chariot was like a hastily built hut, vulnerable to a single blow.
"The reincarnation chariot of the Divine Power Imperial Court... What kind of freak is this Lin Dongweasel? How old is he, how can he possibly comprehend so many magical powers of the emperor?"
Lin Chenyun arrived late.
He was also stunned.
He could understand the origin of the imperial magical powers. After all, Ming Anbai was gifted back then, and when Minglongwei obtained the jade slips, it was easy for him to deduce some magical powers.
But Lin Chenyun had carefully observed Lin Dongwei's age.
He has a maximum of 26,7.
Not only did he achieve the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, but he also practiced several imperial magical powers in succession, which is simply unbelievable.
Such a genius should not be ordinary by nature.
Lin Honglu was so frightened that he sat on the ground!
How is it possible?
How could this white-headed guy know how to reincarnate a chariot?
Moreover, his understanding of magical powers far exceeds his own by dozens of times.
It's ridiculous that I screamed contempt before, just like a clown.
Lin Hongyan was also dumbfounded.
This white-headed guy who bought his own pumpkin hammer and pretended to be cool in front of Tianci Sect turned out to be so hidden.
No wonder this guy looks down on the Tianci Sect.
He has his own pride and capital.
…
Boom!
At this time, the seventh golden elixir sword finally fell.
Samsara Palm Spring and Autumn.
Reincarnation passes through the sun and the moon.
Winter and summer turn around.
The simple chariot evolves the changes of the sun and the moon, and the death of the common people.
The sword hit the chariot.
The billowing sword intent is like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, the sky is shattering and the earth is shattering, seeming to tear the entire world apart.
The chariot buzzed and trembled.
Those flash floods and tsunamis have turned into a sea of change as the chariot has changed over the years.
The earth collapsed that day, destroying one piece of the world after another, only to turn it into a new continent after another.
Confrontation!
collision!
destroy!
Reborn!
When the dust of the sword curtain settled, the reincarnation chariot on Zhao Chu also disappeared.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The earth trembled. At this time, the Imperial Guards in the distance arrived belatedly.
The imperial guards, all of whom were powerful and powerful, surrounded the mansion, and even the entire street was sealed off.
quiet!
The imperial guards arrived, and although they were all filled with murderous intent, the air became strangely dead.
Even the insects and ants on the ground did not dare to poke their heads out, as if they were afraid of another disaster coming.
In the center of the battlefield.
There was blood dripping from the corner of the white-headed man's mouth, and he still stood in the center with his head slightly lowered.
He was as cold as a pile of ice, and he couldn't even feel any life.
In front of him was an angry Lin Changxi.
The seven swords struck just now were strikes that he did not hold back at all. Even if he faced a golden elixir of the same level, he would not be able to retreat easily.
This young man is not simple.
"Tell me your origins and kneel down before me."
Lin Changxi asked in a deep voice.
…
indifferent.
The young man remained indifferent and silent.
Zhao Chu was immersed in the realization of the broken foundation, and was summarizing the gains from this battle.
It was Hong Duanya's order to practice the imperial magical powers of all the royal courts in the northern realm. Although Zhao Chu didn't know why, he believed Hong Duanya's words.
The so-called cultivation in Hong Duanya's mouth is to cultivate the soul of every magical power, to be completely perfect, flawless, invincible and selfless, rather than the current superficial appearance.
Zhao Chu still has a long way to go.
As for your own safety.
Lin Chenyun has already appeared, a dignified prince who was once nine thousand years old.
If he cannot protect himself, this prince will have wasted his wisdom and authority.
…
"His name is Lin Dongwei, Lin Hongyan's younger brother, and my godson."
At this time, Lin Chenyun took a step forward and spoke slowly.
"Lin Chenyun, you fart. He is in the imperial capital and assassinating my son. He is an assassin from the Tianci Sect."
Lin Changxi gritted his teeth and spoke harshly.
"This is his identity badge. His father was a general in the military. He once defended the border for seven days and seven nights for the Shengxuan Imperial Court, and was eventually shattered to pieces."
"That general is my best friend. Everything is traceable and has history to check."
"Lin Dongwei's mother is the princess of Minglong Imperial Court. Shengxuan and Minglong had a close relationship back then. Ming Anbai even saved the emperor's life. You don't know that, right?"
Lin Chenyun's tone did not waver.
I saw him taking out one thing after another to prove his identity, and even placed his biological mother in the Minglong Emperor's Court for the sake of Zhao Chu's emotions.
Everything is seamless.
Everything is impeccable.
The son of a hero and the orphan of Minglong.
Zhao Chu's identity is fair and aboveboard.
Hearing this, even Zhao Chu himself looked sideways.
Zhao Chu was really impressed by this down-and-out prince.
If his guess is correct, the prince has already seen through that Zhao Chu currently has no identity, and he has prepared proof of identity before.
"Even if he is your godson, he will still be punished by death."
Lin Changxi had a cold face and carefully checked his identity.
Sure enough, it's perfect.
Then, he said angrily.
"Royal families are allowed to compete with each other. This is the law promulgated by the emperor. Lin Honglu was not killed or disabled, and he is still within the etiquette and law!"
Lin Chenyun said calmly.
"He is just your godson, not even a royal relative, just a lowly orphan!"
Lin Changxi couldn't hide his anger at all.
But when he said these words, the guards around him felt a little uncomfortable.
He sacrificed his life to protect his family and country.
Many soldiers inherited their father's legacy, inherited their father's will, and used their blood to protect the imperial court and the country.
But this sentence is a lowly orphan.
The hearts of many Imperial Guards were suffocated, and blood streaks spread in their pupils.
Who has no heirs?
If one day he died on the battlefield, would his children become humble orphans in the eyes of the royal family?
Lin Chenyun shook his head.
He suddenly unfolded a jade slip that transmitted sound.
That’s right!
It is a jade slip that informs the whole country.
By this time, it was already early in the morning and many people were getting up.
In the light curtain.
The evil monster is still watching the border. Millions of troops are sleeping in the open, and some even have their limbs broken.
They dedicated everything on the frontier.
"For me, Lin Chenyun, every orphan of a fallen soldier is my godson and an heir to my imperial court!"
"Lin Changxi, although they are not strong, they are not mean."
"You can humiliate me at will and trample on Lin Hongyan at will...but you are not qualified to humiliate these war orphans!"
Lin Chenyun grabbed Lin Hongyan and threw his son directly to Lin Changxi.
That expression of indignation seemed to say: "This is my biological son, you can humiliate him as you like."
At this time, the imperial guards raised their heads one after another.
All of their eyes were wet.
really!
Once nine thousand years old, he was still the emperor behind the scenes who was loved by the people and supported by the military.
Only he can put himself in the people's shoes in this way.
Within the imperial city.
Many people saw this scene through the light curtain.
Suddenly, people remembered that when Lin Chenyun was in power, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, but when the prince came to power, except for increasing taxes, he showed no sign of loving the people at all.
"Lin Chenyun, you are despicable, you actually use the words of the common people to suppress me!"
Lin Changxi saw through Lin Chenyun's tricks, but it was too late.
More and more people noticed the fighting here.
Zhao Chu's image has been created as a war orphan who strives for self-improvement.
Lin Changxi wanted to kill this orphan, but the people would not allow it.
Because of the fall of the Qinggu Kingdom, Emperor Shengxuan issued an order to respect the opinions of the people and their relatives. This is also the recent policy of the countries in the northern boundary and must not be disobeyed.
After all, no one wants to be the second Qingtian Yi who regrets his life.
"Lin Changxi, you have personally said before that if Lin Dongweasel can block your seven swords, you will spare his life."
"Although I have retired to seclusion now, if you push me too hard, don't hinder your great cause of going to Shen Cang Martial Academy... You must know that there are many people in other imperial courts coveting this position."
"A ruined prince and a war orphan are not worthy of your mobilization of troops, right?"
Then, Lin Chenyun walked over and spoke calmly and quietly in Lin Changxi's ear.
"Old dog, you threaten me!"
Lin Changxi gritted his teeth.
"Yes, if I just frame you up, you will be expelled from the Shen Cang Martial Academy. Believe in my brain and believe that I can do it. Now I am disheartened and just want my heir to be safe. I hope you will cooperate."
Lin Chenyun talked about the chips in an understatement.
"Okay, Lin Chenyun, you are still so sanctimonious."
Lin Changxi gritted his teeth, then flicked his sleeves:
"It turns out that it was a misunderstanding between our own people. Prince Chenyun, please pay attention to your health. Don't accidentally get killed one day!"
After Lin Changxi finished speaking, the Imperial Forest Army withdrew.
"Hey... there is a painting here. It seems that my nephew is still thinking about this imperial uncle!"
At this time, Lin Chenyun walked into the banquet hall.
The filthy portrait was wiped clean by him and put away carefully.
"You old dog!"
Lin Honglu showed no respect at all. Instead, he cursed with angrily expression on his face.
"Thank you nephew for the gift."
Lin Chenyun smiled.
His open-mindedness and uprightness made countless imperial guards admire him, but it also turned Lin Changxi and his son into completely narrow-minded villains.
That’s right!
Lin Chenyun's behavior of disregarding past grudges was like a blazing sun.
The dirty behavior of Lin Changxi and his son is simply disgusting.
Everyone is afraid of them, but no one respects them.
But people are not afraid of Lin Chenyun, but they only have respect in their hearts.
This is admiration from the bottom of my heart.
…
Within the palace.
"Dad, tear that portrait into pieces quickly, it's so shameful!"
The three of them returned.
Lin Hongyan looked at the painting again and was furious.
"Someone, please clean this painting and hang it in the most conspicuous place in the hall."
Who knew that instead of being angry, Lin Chenyun surprised everyone.
"Dad, why is this?"
Lin Chenyun smiled, but did not explain, but Lin Hongyan quit.
The servants were quick with their hands and feet, and within a few breaths, the painting had been hung in the center of the hall.
The material of this painting is good, and it is made of the best spiritual cloth as the base. Maybe Lin Honglu wanted to humiliate Lin Chenyun more and didn't want to be torn into pieces too early.
Lin Hongyan was furious.
He didn't understand it at all.
My father was so cowardly that it was unbelievable that the painting was obviously meant to humiliate him, so why did he have to hang it in the living room for people to laugh at?
Thinking of the faces of Lin Changxi and his son, Lin Hongyan was so angry that his liver ached.
cough!
Seeing that the painting was still hanging up, Lin Hongyan was so angry that he coughed out a mouthful of blood and couldn't recover for a long time.
"Lin Chenyun, Prince Shengxuan, an interesting person!"
Zhao Chu sat aside in silence, looking at Wuhui's painting, which was hung in a very conspicuous place.
Prince Shengxuan left a deep impression on him.
"Your Majesty, do you have any pen and ink?"
Suddenly, Zhao Chu asked.
"Um?"
Lin Chenyun was stunned.
"Would you mind if I write a few words under the prince's painting?"