Mr. Chu then said: "My lord, something happened to the demon clan. A demon in the demon clan who has contact with us sent a letter, saying... that the dragon king has awakened!"
"What do you mean?" King Qi's heart sank. He knew it was not good, but he frowned in confusion.
Mr. Chu finished wiping off the blood, but his face was still a little pale: "The so-called Dragon Lord does not just refer to a dragon, nor does it rely on force to suppress all monsters."
"The Dragon Lord back then was able to command all monsters not only by his strength, but also by his authority, which allowed him to control the wind and rain and truly dominate the drought."
"Now that this authority has reappeared, although according to the feeling of the demon clan, it is not one-tenth as good as before, it also means that the little dragon in Panlong Lake has gradually been recognized and has begun to become the dragon king."
"Dragon can't call the wind and rain..." King Qi said casually, and after half a sentence, he immediately woke up.
It is a legend that dragons can call the wind and rain, but once such a thing really exists in reality, it would be terrible.
The lifeblood of the imperial court depends entirely on agriculture, and Dragon Lord's ability to influence it directly affects the fate of the country.
"Why did this happen?" King Qi was shocked and angry. He walked in the room and turned around to look at Mr. Chu: "As far as I know, neither the demon clan nor the court wants to let the young dragon become the dragon king.
It hadn't been awake for long before, it had never left the Water Mansion, and it hadn't been conferred by the imperial court. How could it suddenly have such authority and be recognized by God?"
"This makes no sense either emotionally or rationally."
It makes sense to say that this young dragon is a genius, with the right time, place and people, so he can rise up in a short time after waking up.
However, the demon clan is full of malice towards the young dragon, and there are only a very small number of demon clan who support the young dragon becoming a dragon king. Most of them have long been accustomed to doing things on their own, and they have joined forces with a royal family like themselves, and plan to be upright and receive the imperial title in the future.
With such an alliance with human forces, King Qi alone guessed that there were more than one group. The demon clan also liked that their eggs were not put in one basket, and they were afraid that besides themselves, there were other people who were supporting them secretly.
The imperial court has never canonized the young dragon, nor has it built new shrines in various places to increase its popularity.
The above is enough to show that the young dragon is in a very bad situation after waking up.
Under such circumstances, it is not active and seems to be a coward. No matter how tempted it is, it has never left the water house. In this case, except that it seems to have accepted the inheritance and is of no use, how can it be recognized by God?
King Qi was so unhappy that he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.
When Mr. Chu saw that he was anxious again, he didn't dare to interrupt at will.
After all, whenever King Qi was in this state, his temper was very bad and he would not listen to anything he said.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Shen has arrived." At this moment, people outside suddenly announced.
This Mr. Shen was an alchemist whom King Qi had won over.
Due to his status, he rarely appears in front of King Qi and his ministers. He will only come when he encounters some very important matters involving the demon clan.
King Qi had just thought of calling this person over for discussion, but he didn't expect that he would come directly.
"Invite him in." For such people, King Qi's temper often seemed better.
After a while, a thin, tall man who looked a bit like a tree walked in from outside.
A man in a green shirt, in his thirties, with a white face and short beard, and a mediocre appearance, walked in and saw that King Qi still had a bad expression on his face. He bowed: "I have met the prince."
"Mr. Shen, since you are here, you must have heard about the appearance of the Ten Thousand Demons Order and the awakening of the Dragon Lord?"
"My lord, that's why I'm here."
King Qi was too lazy to go to the study to discuss matters, so he simply asked them to sit down on their own chairs. He also sat on a chair and asked: "Mr. Shen, is our plan about to be cancelled?"
"Your Majesty, now that the Dragon King has awakened, it will be difficult to kill him. Unless we take action immediately, there is still a chance."
"Not only must it be done immediately, but since it has awakened and has been approved by God, if it is to be removed, I am afraid that the prince will have to go there in person. Only in this way can it be successful, and we can also take advantage of the opportunity to gain the favor of God in it."
"Your Majesty, this may still be an opportunity."
Mr. Shen's words moved King Qi's heart.
He certainly knows and believes in the importance of Heavenly Lovers. If he can be reincarnated into a prince, he is Heavenly Lovers. If Heavenly Lovers can really reach a certain level, even if they rebel immediately, they can succeed, because there is help from somewhere.
But to go to Panlong Lake, you have to leave the capital. It is not easy for the kings to leave the capital. Not only will they be opposed by some courtiers, but their father and emperor may also be suspicious.
But if this is done, the benefits are too tempting.
King Qi thought for a while and said, "Then I will ask my father to leave the capital tomorrow."
royal palace
In the heavily guarded palace, a man in Taoist robes was frowning and looking at the fire. He was the alchemist who checked Su Ziji's bloodline that day.
The raging flames swayed, and the firelight made his face even more indifferent.
When he smiles, he feels cold, and when he doesn't smile, he looks indifferent. However, this man is not a loner. There are two disciples who followed him into the palace. They are both teenagers and orphans. They collect them when they are young and carry them with them. When facing them, this person's expression is often a little softer.
Although this difference may not seem big to outsiders, the two Taoist boys are also very afraid of their master.
"Do you know what I am practicing now?" He looked away and saw the two disciples looking at him, so he suddenly asked.
"Disciple doesn't know."
"Master please teach me!"
The two disciples immediately said respectfully.
The Taoist nodded and pointed at the alchemy furnace: "What I am refining is the Fujiwara Dan, which replenishes the middle and replenishes Qi. Mortals take it to replenish essence and replenish the marrow. For children, you must use the Demon Dan to refine it..."
"It is one of the three effective elixirs that have been discovered."
"With it, we, the alchemists, are no longer like wild witches in the countryside, but can enter the palace and be valued by the emperor."
"Bah!" Just as he was talking, a crisp sound suddenly came from the hall.
Not only did the Taoist stop after hearing this, but the two Taoist boys were also startled and looked over.
"Not good!" The Taoist glanced around, suddenly fell on a place, and immediately walked over in a hurry, not even paying attention to the alchemy furnace.
I saw that where the sound came from, there was a statue of a jade dragon holding beads in its mouth, and there was a crisp sound just now. It was the beads holding in the mouth of the jade dragon that suddenly fell to the ground.
The bead and the dragon were carved into one piece. Not to mention that the bead fell suddenly like this. Even if there was an earthquake, the whole bead would probably be broken into pieces instead of just one bead that should be held firmly in the dragon's mouth.
Falling.
"This jade dragon is originally the Dragon King. Could this kind of vision be..." Although the Taoist is not proficient in this art, a real alchemist is naturally not like a country liar.
People, and this is the statue of the Dragon Lord of the Wei Dynasty, which has its own magic.
With just a moment of concentration, you can grasp the content.