The evil monk Kuxuan of Vajra Temple, who was at the peak of his supernatural powers, was pressed on the head by the prince and hit the ground with such force that the earth trembled.
This scene has become a shocking scene that many people will never forget.
The next moment.
The two thousand soldiers roared like a tsunami and heard the sound of golden leather. They half-knelt on the street and said in a loud voice:
"Meet the prince!"
"Zhan Long is incompetent and almost caused Ping Di to make a mistake. Please punish me, Your Majesty."
Lu Zhanlong, the white-clothed general, was half-kneeling in front of Lu Qi with a gun in hand. He lowered his head, his hair covering his face, and his voice was full of shame.
Two thousand soldiers knelt down to worship, and Lu Qi easily turned everyone into a Vajra Arhat-like and terrifying evil monk.
Brother, his legs could not help but feel weak, and he almost fell to his knees under the demon-like blood of this stalwart man.
In the end, it was the face and dignity of Wudang Mountain that made them persevere and never give up. The two of them just bowed and held their hands in awe: "Song Weiyu and Jiang Xiaodong of Wudang Mountain have met King Wu Cheng."
Lu Qi didn't look back, but a drop of red blood dripped from his fingertips.
As soon as this drop of blood appeared, the surrounding void immediately felt oppressed.
Lu Qingping looked in the middle of Tianzi Camp and felt that the drop of blood was as thick as a house.
A drop of blood has such power. What a terrifying realm Lu Qi is at at the end of martial arts.
Under Lu Qingping's shocked eyes, the drop of blood fell from Lu Qi's palm, but like a blood line, it shot into Kuxuan's head at his feet.
"I have long wanted to seek advice from the Vajra Temple's scriptures, but I had no choice but to set foot on the end of martial arts. I have already sealed the northern border and established a border control. Now, you, a blind person, have come to my door..."
Although Lu Qi has 400,000 powerful soldiers in the world, he is still a minister of the emperor. Without the emperor's mobilization, even if he takes only 3,000 light cavalry out of the northern border, it will be tantamount to rebellion.
Ku Xuan was half-submerged in the ground. His head was pressed into the ground with a palm. There was a deep pit about ten feet wide, filled with cracks. His face was shattered, and his teeth were all chipped, but here a drop of blood melted into the ground.
After thinking about it, all his cultivation abilities were suppressed.
A drop of blood suppressed Ku Xuan's peak level of magical power and cultivation.
But he understood the meaning of Lu Qi's words just now. Ku Xuan's soul trembled with fear, and anger filled his chest. He spat out hateful words mixed with blood: "Lu Qi, how dare you covet the inheritance of the Taoism of Jingang Temple! Jingang Temple will not sit back and watch!
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There are six realms of cultivation in this world, and the last realm is called land immortal.
Although they are rare or even hard to see in the world, there are transcendent figures of this realm in the Holy Lands of the Three Religions to suppress luck.
Lu Qi regarded Ku Xuan's threat as if it were a mosquito that finally groaned.
"Then let's see whether the old monk Milo's Vajra body is harder, or whether this king's 400,000-strong army is stronger. But the premise is that your old turtle on Foshan must also dare to disobey Master's rules and come to this king.
That’s it.”
Ku Xuan's heart was trembling with despair.
Although the gods on the mountain are transcendent from the world, and even the Holy Land of the Three Religions sometimes does not even pay attention to the dynasty, they dare not disobey the old master's rules.
The old master's surname is Yan.
Ever since the innate saints left the land of Jambudvipa in ancient times, there have been cases of land gods ascending to heaven to go to higher heavens.
But only Master Yan became a saint on the land of Jambudur. He remained true to his original intention and suppressed the rules of the world for three thousand years, so that the gods on the mountain were not allowed to participate in the dynasty's conquests. Except for Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism were not allowed to participate in dynastic politics and control the dynastic politics.
.
That is the only remaining saint in the world today.
Even if it is the holy land of the three religions, it must bow its head under the rules set by the Master for this world and dare not violate them.
"Pulse this evil monk into a military prison, ask Master Sun Ci to take action, dig out all the inheritance in his mind, and..."
Lu Qi glanced at the dragon in another deep pit with his hands behind his hands, and said solemnly: "Please refine a magic weapon for this little dragon, and give it to Qingping as a gift on his fifteenth birthday."
As soon as these two instructions came out.
Jiao Sheng, who had woken up slightly, and Ku Xuan, who was roaring and roaring, both roared in despair.
"As you command!"
Xuan Jiaqi immediately dispatched, set up Jiaolong and Kuxuan, tied them up, and sealed their fate.
People not far away were heartbroken.
The dragon, who has magical powers and the realm of Dharma, has been trained into a magic weapon and given as a birthday gift to the crown prince who will be fifteen years old next year.
What kind of wealth is this.
They were all jealous.
But they didn't dare to have other thoughts, because it was time for them to pay their respects.
But because Lu Qi appeared, he easily suppressed everything and restored peace to the street.
The people gathered around again and knelt down to welcome the "King Wucheng of Zhenguo".
At this time, the ones crying the most fearfully were Zhao Ruoyun and others from Qintiansi.
Zhao Ruoyun, the eunuch in red, was like a trembling dog at the moment, crawling tremblingly in front of Lu Qi and his son, kowtowing: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, Your Majesty, please forgive me, this slave deserves to die, and this slave is a blind dog."
I just didn’t recognize His Highness.”
He has no reason not to be afraid.
Even his godfather with red walls and yellow tiles had his collar pinched by Lu Qi in the Jinluan Palace because of the former queen's affairs.
What's more, he is a little servant who is stationed in a state in the northern border of Lu Qi and wants to breathe the breath of this god and Buddha.
Liu Ruoyun kept kowtowing and drank so much that blood streamed from her forehead, but she didn't dare to stop at all.
Lu Qi just looked at the red eunuch calmly. The reason why Qingping was almost mistakenly arrested by Qin Tiansi today was definitely not due to the stupidity and blindness of Qin Tiansi Liu Ruoyun. There was a deeper conspiracy.
But that's not why he forgives.
"Put him under custody first and let Chen Zilian personally send someone to explain to the king."
After giving the order, Liu Ruoyun paralyzed on the ground. However, he, who was a master, was escorted by two blood-changing soldiers and did not dare to resist. He was put in shackles and taken away.
Liu Xu and other police officers were so frightened by this series of trials that they collapsed, and their hearts almost stopped beating.
But the prince did not mention these people again.
Liu Xu did not dare to take any chances. This was because they were not qualified to be tried by the prince. All they needed was the Junzhou Justice Department to convict His Highness of accidentally injuring him and punish them.
At this moment, they deeply understood how wise the Zhou family's grandmaster was when he saw the bad opportunity and fled quickly.
Now in front of these two thousand mysterious knights and the god-like prince, they didn't even dare to take a deep breath, so how could they dare to escape.
And after the Zhou family grandmaster escaped, he directly survived!
Gu Xiao, Zhuo Yuan and others helped him up, looking dreamily at the sword crown they were sworn to protect. It turned out to be a mountain in the hearts of all warriors in the world - the son of King Wucheng Lu Qi.
"Xuanjia Cavalry, it was Qin Tiansi who suppressed it?"
Gu Xiao felt that all this was too dreamy. He thought that with the arrival of the Xuanjia Cavalry, his Junzhou Sword Alliance would be destroyed, but the result was such an unbelievable turn of events.
Zhuo Hongfei was also looking at Lu Qingping in disbelief not far away.
The young man who defeated him was only fourteen years old?
He is also the son of King Wucheng Lu Qi!
The corner of his mouth was bitter: "It's true that a tiger father has no dog son."
At the age of fourteen, he defeated him at the Iron Bone Realm across two realms. At such a young age, he reached the Sword Intent Realm and already established himself as the future Grandmaster.
At this time, he was completely convinced of defeat.
Gu Xiao, Zhuo Yuan and several other local masters helped him over and stood up to greet Lu with difficulty.
Lu Qi waved his hand calmly, telling others not to be polite.
After he appeared, he only said one word to his son, and then turned his back to Lu Qingping. From suppressing Ku Xuan to punishing everyone, he never looked back at his son.
By now, he had finally done everything he could, except for the last most important thing.
Finally, people saw Lu Qi standing with his back to His Highness and his hands behind his back:
"Qingping...why haven't you met your father?"
At this moment, everyone didn’t dare to look down because they all heard these words coming out of King Wu Cheng’s mouth,
The man's voice was...trembling.
With just a few words, people immediately felt that this majestic man who looked like a god and a demon just now was, at this moment, just an ordinary father in the mortal world.
He was carrying his back, trying hard to create a tall father's figure, but there was a tremor in his tone that couldn't be hidden.
No one dared to look up.
Even the Wudangshan siblings who were standing with Lu Qingping averted their eyes, not daring to look at the father and son at this time.
Lu Qingping was the only one standing upright on the street. At this moment, many memories flashed back in his mind, memories of him fused with the spirit of his predecessor.
He looked at the back and hesitated for a moment.
But the hesitation was only for a moment. Then he glanced at the other people present who had their heads lowered and did not dare to look. He took a deep breath and knew in his heart that there were some things that he had to admit...
immediately.
On the bluestone street.
Lu Qingping put her hands forward, bowed and saluted: