Chapter 260
Even if the Yan Shen Ji remains independent of the world, it is impossible not to know the attitude of the Great Yan Dynasty towards the current nine immortal sects.
What made him frown and worry about him was actually the role Dao Ke, a monk from Dao Dao Sect, played in this incident.
"Why do strangers from Dao Dao Sect need to interfere in the affairs of the palace?"
Yan Shenji suddenly asked.
This question was both a question and a question to Emperor Yonghe.
Emperor Yonghe's heart skipped a beat, and he thought, "Why bother asking?" Wouldn't it be better to rely on the power of the Immortal Sect to deal with the Qiao family or Wu Jihui?
It's just that although this ancestor of the royal family has always been indifferent, his temper has inherited the violent temper of Taizu. If you talk to him in detail about this matter, you may be embarrassed.
Dao Ke sneered.
"Say, the winner is the king, the enemy is the loser... Do you still have a grudge after all?"
Lightning was brewing in his hand, and a palm thunder was about to be released, but something strange about the Flame God Machine made him pause.
Yan Shenji is a white-haired old man with wrinkles on his face. He looks about sixty years old. Although he is old, he is not too old. He is obviously still very energetic.
But at this moment, the skin on his face changed.
The wrinkles that were not deep were gradually smoothed away, the slightly rickety body became upright, the skin with faint age spots became rosy, and even the white hair turned black little by little.
At this moment, Yan Shenji has lost all his old demeanor and looks like a young man in his twenties, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, sharp eyes, and shoulders as broad as mountains.
Yan Shenji boasts that he has mastered the longevity boxing to a superb level, which is certainly not without reason.
The lock of Qi and blood of the Changsheng Fist can only be controlled by his thoughts. He can maintain his old state or return to his prime. These are two different age forms.
At this moment, Yan Shenji was obviously in his prime, with no trace of energy or blood lost.
Such an appearance and gesture shocked Emperor Yonghe beyond words, and he also felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart.
Before he could figure out the strange feeling in his heart, he heard a clang.
When he lowered his head, he saw that the Human King Sword on Emperor Yonghe's waist was actually trembling and trembling.
While this important weapon of the country was constantly trembling, it unsheathed itself and flew out, falling into the hands of the Flame God Machine.
"This..." Emperor Yonghe was shocked:
"Is he a martial artist of the first level or above who is refining the spirit, and uses his mind to control external objects?"
He didn't know much about martial arts, but his intuition told him that the scene in front of him was very unnatural.
"Emperor." Yan Shenji grabbed the Human King Sword, his eyes calm:
"Ancestor, I will teach you two lessons today."
He raised the Renwang Sword in his hand and pointed it at Dao Ke, a monk from the Dao Sect who was standing in the air. He said in a sonorous and powerful tone:
"Everything in the world is the land of the king, and the shores of the land are all the ministers of the king."
"Since you are a citizen of Dayan, why don't you worship?"
The Human King Sword was pointed at Dao Ke who was standing in the air. While Dao Ke was still sneering, he saw a bright golden light shining on the Human King Sword.
Two seemingly invisible golden chains emerged from the void and were tied to his body from behind.
Dao Ke, who was still sneering in the air, suddenly stiffened his smile and fell from the air in an instant. He barely managed to stand on the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
At the moment when the illusory golden chains were attached to his body, he felt an invisible and huge force depriving him of the ability to stand in the air, and even forcing him to surrender and kneel before the mere mortal in front of him.
Dao Ke's face changed drastically, his body was trembling, and his knees were shaking. As an immortal cultivator, he naturally had the pride of an immortal cultivator. How could he worship a mortal emperor?
What frightened him even more was...this inexplicable and huge power seemed to originate from the weapon of national destiny that the immortal sect was extremely afraid of, the Human King Sword?
"Why can our ancestor use the Human King Sword? He has never been an emperor, he is just a pure martial artist. Is it because of his royal bloodline?" Emperor Yonghe was confused at this time:
"Then why did I..."
Emperor Yonghe soon had no time to think, because Yan Shenji said the second sentence.
"Listen up, this is lesson two."
Yanshenji, who transformed into a young man, looked directly at the monk Daoke who had landed on the ground, and spoke like thunder:
"Son of the Emperor, he who has strong soldiers and horses must be the one to succeed!"
The King's Sword in his hand shone with bright golden light at this moment. As the Flame God's body flashed, a sword light mixed with golden light and black-yellow energy flashed past, slashing the purple thunder that erupted in Dao Ke's hand. For two.
"My Dao Xing..." Dao Ke's pupils trembled sharply. At this moment, he felt that the Dao Xing he had cultivated so hard was disappearing away from him. Yan Shenji's sword slashed away far more than just the thunder from his palm. Hundreds of years of his conduct were wiped out in one fell swoop.
The original cultivation level of the Immortal Dao at the fifth level of the Golden Pill plummeted in one breath, and it has already declined to the level of cultivation when he first formed the pill.
The sword light in the hand of the Flame God Machine moves again!
This time, a line of blood appeared on Daoke's forehead, splitting his whole body in two from the middle. Blood spattered everywhere and his flesh and blood were blurred.
"Did you see it?" Yan Shenji held the Human King Sword and looked back at Emperor Yonghe.
The brilliant golden light on the Human King Sword in his hand was slightly reduced at this time, and it was somewhat consumed.
The sword was stained with blood, and blood dripped from the sword to the ground.
Tick tock.
There was deathly silence in front of the entire Jinluan Palace, and the sound of blood dripping could be heard clearly.
"Did you see it?" Yan Shenji held the sword in one hand and said calmly:
"You kid, you're probably not sure in your heart, so the Human King's Sword never comes out of its sheath."
"But how can a sword that has never been stained with blood or unsheathed frighten strangers?"
Emperor Yonghe stared blankly at the familiar face of young Yan Shenji. His whole body felt like an electric shock, and his heart kept echoing Yan Shenji's words...
Son of Heaven, he who has strong soldiers and horses should do it!
Yan Shenji dared to say this, not because he was an ancestor of the royal family and had a very high seniority, so he could rely on his old age and say this in front of Emperor Yonghe, the current emperor.
But because...
He is the founding emperor of the past who swept through the nine states as a warrior, overthrew the previous dynasty with the Human King Sword, conquered the world on horseback, and established the 300-year-old foundation of the Great Yan Dynasty!
The founder of Dayan!
This is a martial arts myth from three hundred years ago. Three hundred years ago, he was invincible in the world. He destroyed a decadent dynasty with unparalleled courage and established the foundation of the Great Yan Dynasty.
His portrait is still hanging in Emperor Yonghe’s study room!
That's why this young Yan Shenji's face was so familiar to him.
"Taizu...why did you use the name Yanshenji?" Emperor Yonghe said in a seductive voice.
"Ha." Yan Shenji snorted coldly:
"The sword used by Taizu became the King of Human Sword. It is an important weapon that depends on the fate of a country."
"The chamber pots used by Taizu are all priceless treasures and are kept in the palace."
"If Taizu is still alive, you are not allowed to put me on the altar and offer me as an offering?"
A country cannot have two kings.
The influence and reputation of the founding emperor were too great, and he was not only the founding emperor, but also an unparalleled general on the battlefield, the best in the world three hundred years ago!
As long as he is still alive, in this palace and above the court, who is the contemporary emperor, or is he, the old immortal, the one who calls the shots?
This matter is not even something that "Yan Shen Ji" can decide alone. Even if he takes the initiative to give up power and abdicate, he will only lose his status as emperor.
"So, why is it Yanshenji? Didn't you tell the story of Yanshenji several times when he ran away from the world in anger in his early years?" Emperor Yonghe couldn't help but ask again.
"Nonsense." Taizu Dayan said angrily:
"Didn't you mutter several times that the story about falling off the cliff was too cliché, and why not listen to the storyteller from Chaolou?"
"Because that's what I made up, and it's naturally not as good as what the storyteller made up."
"As for the real Flame God Machine..." Having said this, a look of loneliness and regret appeared on Taizu Dayan's face:
"He's long dead."
Yan Shenji was the prince and grandson of Great Yan Taizu. He had the highest talent in martial arts, and his temperament was the most similar to Taizu's.
"It's true that you ran away with anger." Great Yan Taizu said slowly:
"Shenji fell off the cliff and was killed by traitors from the Sky Fire Sect."
"It's just that before he left the palace, he determined not to rely on his status as the grandson of the emperor, but to rely solely on his own efforts to build a great reputation in the world, so he used a false name to enter the world."
"So, it wasn't until many years after his death that I learned that he had died at the hands of traitors from the Sky Fire Cult in the first year after he left the palace."
"So...I used the name 'Yanshenji' and slaughtered the Sky Fire Sect from top to bottom, making the name 'Yanshenji' famous in all of Kyushu, and it was once listed on the list of heroes of Tingchao Tower."
"These... are all things that happened many years ago."
When mentioning Yan Shenji, the emperor's grandson, Taizu Dayan's expression showed loneliness and regret that could not be concealed.
Although he has the face of a young man, the tone of his words and the expression on his face show that even though his energy and blood are still strong, he is really no longer a young man.
In the past, Taizu Dayan was extremely confident and a very controlling patriarch who had to take care of everything.
Because of this, the real Emperor Sun Yanshenji ran away in anger, and eventually died tragically in Jianghu Road, with his body and soul extinguished.
Later, after Taizu Dayan abdicated, he stopped taking care of things and just became a pure martial artist who was obsessed with martial arts.
"Yan Shenji" sounded a little lonely, and then looked at Qiao Shuangmao's body as black as charcoal in the pit.
"Who in the world can never grow old?" He said slowly:
"Heroes always grow old, and beauties also fade."
"Many emperors in ancient times worked hard to expand their territories in their prime years, but in their later years they indulged in sensual and decadent music."
"Even if the physical body is immortal and the vitality and blood are not declining, how can an ordinary heart withstand the erosion of time?"
"The older people get, the more they cherish their lives and fear death. This is the normal state of the world."
And this is actually the reason why he showed his true appearance and appeared as Great Yan Taizu.
Qiao Shuangtuo is the second immortal person in the world besides Taizu Dayan.
The Qiao family lived a long life but a short life, and lived a long life without caring about their own lives. This really shocked Taizu Dayan's heart.
"Stand up, Qiao Shuangtuo." Yan Shenji held up his sword and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone says that the Qiao family is not afraid of death and has the legacy of ancient chivalry."
"Tell me, why did you fight and die when you broke into the palace this time?"
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Chapter 272 The Second Immortal (4k
The night is deep.
There was silence in the inner city of the imperial capital. Almost every household had its doors and windows closed, and everything was completely silent.
Some residents who are close to the Imperial City can probably vaguely hear the movement inside the Imperial City.
It was obvious that someone had broken into the palace without permission. Upon hearing the commotion, at least thousands of Imperial Guards troops were dispatched. The matter was quite noisy.
How dare ordinary people get involved? If you are involved in this, you may be labeled as a rebel ally, but your head will be removed.
But there are also a few people who choose to take advantage of the situation.
For example, Haisiyuan.
At this moment, he and Li Changshi were running quickly through the night and had arrived at the bottom of the imperial city.
Since it was guessed that the person who broke into the palace was probably Qiao Shuangtuo, and the purpose should still be to rescue his father Hai Wuya, how could Hai Siyuan still stay at home?
"Be careful." Li Changshi's face was solemn. He held a miniature stone city in his hand, pinched it carefully, and reminded at the same time:
"The palace is extremely heavily guarded. There are experts and a large army of Imperial Guards stationed there. Anyone who breaks into the palace will not be cured, even if it is a top-notch martial artist, such as the eight-armed celestial dragon--"
Li Changshi's words stopped abruptly.
As we approached the imperial city, we saw a piece of the palace wall collapsed, and a human-shaped gap appeared in the thick door.
There was no one around, except for the forest guards in twos and threes, carrying the bodies of those killed in battle.
"We are lucky. Someone has attracted the attention of the Royal Forest Army for us." Li Changshi said.