Chapter 415 Swear!
"Good!"
The Confucian quasi-emperor nodded secretly.
He felt that it was acceptable.
The Qin Dynasty had lost a Zhenbei General, and it was obviously impossible for a descendant of the Qin Emperor not to take action, and this concession was completely acceptable to them.
"It's feasible!"
"It's feasible!"
The dean of the academy.
The helmsman of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace.
The two nodded in succession.
The tightly furrowed brows were also relaxed. As long as the quasi-emperor did not die, the probability of Chu Xun's survival was still very high. Moreover, they could also let the Confucian scholars go to help. If the quasi-emperor did not go out, the two of them would be more than enough to defend the Desolate State.
"Well!" The old Taoist priest of Daozhou nodded reluctantly. In his eyes, the Qin Emperor's move was too selfish. He disliked a war just for the desire of one person. Whether it was Desolate State or the Qin Dynasty, countless cultivators would be buried in this war. It was too cruel, but both sides nodded, so he could only admit it.
"Swear!"
The helmsman of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace did not forget to say.
Such a big event.
It was hard to make it happen.
How could it be so casual?
The Emperor Qin stared at him with his deep eyes, and slowly carved words in the air: "In the battle of Huangzhou, the Quasi-Emperor is not allowed to step into the war, otherwise he will be killed together, and this oath will not be dissipated until the Quasi-Emperor is born in Huangzhou!"
The Emperor Qin pressed his handprint.
The helmsman of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace looked at the sentence added at the end, and the oath was considered invalid when the Quasi-Emperor was born in Huangzhou. His brows were furrowed, but when he looked at the emperor under the crown, he was silent again. It was already a great deal to have the Emperor Qin retreat to this extent. If he still cared about this trivial matter, it would be a bad ending.
After pondering.
He also pressed his men.
The helmsman of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace.
The dean of the academy.
The old Taoist priest of the Taoist temple.
The Buddhist cultivator.
The Quasi-Emperor of the Ji family.
These people.
Under the oath of the Heavenly Dao.
He pressed a letter of oath.
In an instant.
The heaven and earth were moved, and nine thunders burst out. The oaths of quasi-emperors were usually terrifying, not to mention that several quasi-emperors swore together, which shocked the heavenly way to ring eight times in a row. This made those curious people look at the thunder born in the void with confusion in their hearts, muttering to themselves: "What agreement did they negotiate?"
They actually had to swear.
Or nine thunders of heavenly way?
The oath was completed.
The upper forces.
All breathed a sigh of relief.
Confucianism.
Daozhou.
They were relaxed, at least they didn't need to fight again in the face of this battle, and the Ji family and the Buddhist cultivators nodded slightly, and even the Buddhist monks didn't dare to speak wildly anymore, because the Confucian group of people who only knew how to talk really dared to fight.
Qin Huang's will looked normal when he saw this scene, and his deep pupils under the crown said lightly: "This battle will be led by the prince of my Qin Dynasty, so that he can learn from the cultivators of other states!"
Swish!
In an instant.
The expression on the face of the Confucian monk was frozen there, and he fell into a solidification. A person who had been forgotten for too long suddenly came to his mind. That was the Crown Prince of Qin, also the eldest son. He was the first on the Saint List a long time ago. However, under the influence of the Qin Dynasty, the Tianji Pavilion removed the name of the Crown Prince of Qin from the Saint List, causing people to gradually forget this person.
It was also because the Crown Prince of the Qin Dynasty had been living in seclusion for many years, and no one knew what he was doing. He had not appeared in Jiuzhou for a long time, resulting in very little attention to his information. Now the words of the Qin Emperor made them suddenly change color.
"Oh!"
"Interesting!"
"My son of the Ji family had planned to travel to Jiuzhou earlier. Perhaps this Huangzhou is a good place. I hope this Chu Xun will not disappoint people too much!" The quasi-emperor of the Ji family said lightly.
Although his voice was very light, it made people cautious when they heard it. Even Emperor Qin showed some solemnity. The name of Ji clan resounded in Jiuzhou. From the beginning to the end, no matter who was in charge of Jiuzhou, no one had ever underestimated Ji clan. It was the result of generations of emperors’ sons’ brilliant achievements.
And they knew that not every young generation of Ji clan had disciples. It was necessary for a young genius who was invincible among his peers to appear in Ji clan. Not only did he conquer his peers with his talent and strength, but he also had to be recognized by the older generation of Ji clan monks. Only when he reached this level would he be allowed to be called the emperor’s son.
And there was a rumor.
Every generation of emperor’s son.
There was a possibility of becoming an emperor.
Otherwise!
Would the title of emperor’s son.
be given casually?
"Huangzhou... I'm afraid it's over!" The old Taoist priest in Daozhou said secretly in his heart. He thought he had just disintegrated the Qin Dynasty's offensive, but he didn't expect that the real killer move was hidden here. Things have come to this point and it is impossible to turn back. Do you want to refute the oath you made with your own hands?
I'm afraid there is no need for the Qin Dynasty to do it.
The backlash of heaven.
They will be seriously injured and dying.
"Amitabha!" The Buddhist monk also raised his hands at this time. He was filled with golden Buddha light, covering his ragged clothes. He said in a convincing voice: "I also have Buddhist disciples in Buddhism. Under the guidance of the Buddha, they have long been recognized by the sages for their hard practice. Now it's time to enter Jiuzhou to see the world!"
The Confucian monk looked gloomy. He didn't expect that the turning point of Jiuzhou's sudden outbreak after years of silence was not in Zhongzhou, but was born in Huangzhou, a small state that no one had noticed before.
Qin Dynasty Quasi-Emperor.
Buddhist monk.
Ji Quasi-Emperor.
Even they had never thought that the young generation would explode in this barren land of Huangzhou, but when they reached this state, their state of mind quickly returned to normal, and they also said: "I will take my leave first!"
Qin Dynasty Quasi-Emperor.
Ji's quasi-emperor.
Xiangxu dispersed.
Even Emperor Qin's will is dispersing.
In the field.
Only the Confucian monk stood there with a gloomy expression. From the corner of his eye, he could see countless curious eyes in the dark. They were all spies from all forces. However, the old Taoist priest from Daozhou sneered: "I'm afraid this This is the scene Tianji Pavilion wants to see the most!”
Tianji Pavilion's credibility problem.
has been initially revealed.
But if he followed this oath, he could predict that the prince of the Qin Dynasty, the emperor of the Ji family, and the disciples of Buddhism; when these people gather in Huangzhou, they will inevitably attract other people, such as the descendants of the Ninth Peak and the saints of the Jietian Sect. , the prince of the Ascension Dynasty; I am afraid they will not be outdone and join Huangzhou to compete with these restrained geniuses.
By the time.
List of saints.
Credibility will be restored.
"My Daozhou will also be involved in this turmoil!" the old Taoist priest muttered. With the attitude of the young Taoist Wang Ye, how could he participate in this battle? By then, more and more monsters would gather together. I don't know. What kind of sparks would be caused by the collision, and what really worried him was what kind of commotion it would cause if someone's Holy Son died here during the collision.
The chaos of Jiuzhou.
It’s a foregone conclusion.
And what happened today.
I'm afraid it's just a reprieve.
"Let's go!" The people of Ruzhou murmured with a heavy heart. It seemed that they had helped Huangzhou solve its troubles, but when the peak talents of these young forces were revealed, they realized that Huangzhou's troubles might not be small at all.
The dean of the academy relaxed his frown and said with a normal expression on his tall Confucian crown: "Anyway, at least it has given Huangzhou a glimmer of hope!"
If what happened today had not happened, the Qin Dynasty would have led the army to the Qin Dynasty, and there would have been no room for maneuver. Although it seemed dangerous at the moment, Huangzhou was no longer so desperate. The dean of the academy looked at Jian Qingzhu. , said gently: "You no longer need to be in the academy in the next time, go to Huangzhou!"