Chapter 1127 The Envoy Arrives
Hearing Chen Qingle's words without joy or anger, the two Miao Wu clan envoys nodded and bowed as if they had been relieved, and then hurriedly left the Dragon King's Mansion, leaving Chen Qingle alone in the hall to stare at Chanbi's pale body.
On Chanbi's body, the red lotus long sword that he used to carry with him was very eye-catching.
The scene in front of him at this moment repeated the scene in the dream very well, but Chen Qingle didn't feel any pain or sadness in his heart now.
He wanted to cry for Chanbi, but he had no tears to shed.
Chen Qingle himself actually always understood that Chanbi's fate was doomed when he went against her original intention and sent her to the Miao Wu clan. He and Chanbi depended on each other for thousands of years, and he knew Chanbi so well and knew Chanbi's chastity.
But he didn't dare to fight for Chanbi at the time, but let Chanbi wait a little longer in the Miao Wu clan, saying that he would take her back after he succeeded to the throne.
Such words were not to comfort Chanbi, but to comfort himself.
Feeling that there was no sadness or joy in his heart, Chen Qingle suddenly understood.
He no longer concealed or denied.
He, Chen Qingle, had been a selfish person from beginning to end.
It was just that his past incompetence and cowardice made him unable to be selfish, so he used a hypocritical face to cover up his selfishness. Wearing a hypocritical face for a long time, he deceived himself.
And now he no longer needs to hide.
Wow!
Chen Qingle raised his hand, and the Xuanlian Sky Fire burned on Chanbi's body.
In an instant, it burned into a pool of ashes. Chen Qingle collected Chanbi's ashes, immediately soared into the air, took Chanbi to the royal mausoleum, and buried Chanbi in his mother's tomb.
"You have always been attached to your mother, so stay with her forever. The world is too dirty, I hope that the underworld will be your pure land."
Then Chen Qingle clapped his hands, and a shadow appeared behind him.
When Shadow heard Chen Qingle's call back, he couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, are you going to take action against the two Miao Wu envoys? But now our relationship with the Miao Wu has just eased, so it's not appropriate to take action now."
"Then let's kill them halfway as a casual cultivator, and don't anger the Miao Wu tribe for the time being. But even if the Miao Wu tribe knows, it doesn't matter. I will soon be favored by Envoy Yu Ming. Miao Wu tribe, I will lead troops to flatten it sooner or later!"
"Yes, sir."
In the days that followed, Chen Qingle blocked the news of Chanbi's death, as if nothing had happened, and continued to live a peaceful life. Soon Shu Han returned to Jianlongwang Mansion and continued to practice in seclusion in Jianlongwang Mansion.
One day, a strong space-time fluctuation rippled from the center of the imperial city. All the cultivators in the imperial capital felt this fluctuation, and walked out of the house one after another, looking at Xuanlian Imperial City.
In the nearly fifty years since the teleportation array was blocked, they felt the fluctuation of the teleportation array opening for the first time, and it was the fluctuation of the cross-continental teleportation array in the imperial city!
Soon, an extremely oppressive atmosphere enveloped the Xuanlian Dynasty from the falling sky. Even in the Jianlongwang Mansion, Shu Han could feel the pressure on his soul. His eyelids twitched sharply as he looked at the imperial city.
"Several levels stronger than Liu Yifei! Mahayana period!"
Shu Han's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
"Master Demon God, why haven't you come yet! If you don't come, someone will die!"
As soon as this wave descended on the Xuanlian Imperial Capital, the imperial edict was soon transmitted to the Jianlongwang Mansion.
"The Yuming envoy has arrived, and the Jianlongwang Chen Qingle must immediately enter the palace to meet the envoy. No delay is allowed. This is the order!"
Chen Qingle was dressed neatly, and under the gaze of everyone in the Jianlongwang Mansion, he accepted the order and thanked the emperor.
At this moment, in everyone's eyes, Chen Qingle was not receiving the imperial edict, but the scepter leading to the pinnacle of power.
Yuming envoy summoned him. If he received the envoy's grace, Chen Qingle would be the most powerful person in the Xuanlian Dynasty without having to be crowned and ascended the throne!
Chen Qingle held the imperial edict in his trembling hands, and immediately soared into the air, sat on his dragon sedan chair, and under the lift of four refining cultivators, he turned into a stream of light and rushed straight to Xuanlian Imperial City. To meet the second turning point in his life.
The current Xuanlian Imperial City is like a blazing bonfire in the dark, like a moth that attracts fire, attracting the hearts and minds of everyone in the Xuanlian Imperial City. And Chen Qingle is the luckiest moth who can meet the core of this blazing bonfire.
Chen Qingle's heartbeat accelerated all the way. The journey, which was not far, made his restless mood extremely long. Finally, Chen Qingle arrived in front of the Xuanlian Heavenly Palace with a nervous heart. The dragon sedan chair immediately retreated, leaving Chen Qingle alone at the door of the Xuanlian Heavenly Palace.
Chen Qingle swallowed his saliva, knelt at the door of the Xuanlian Heavenly Palace, and shouted.
"Chen Qingle, the 49th prince of the Xuanlian Dynasty, please meet the Yu Ming envoy, please meet the emperor!"
"Come in."
A heart-piercing voice reached Chen Qingle's ears, and the door of the Xuanlian Heavenly Palace opened with a bang.
Chen Qingle stepped into the Xuanlian Heavenly Palace with an excited heart. The first thing he saw with his head down was a person kneeling in the Xuanlian Heavenly Palace. Seeing this person, Chen Qingle's head was stunned at first. It turned out to be his father, the Xuanlian Emperor who could call the wind and rain in the Xuanlian Empire!
At this moment, the Xuanlian Emperor was not sitting on the dragon throne, but kneeling under the palace like a respectful servant.
At this time, Chen Qingle found that his father, who was usually unfathomable and high above, was now showing the word kneeling vividly. His kneeling posture was meticulous and tight, like a carefully carved sculpture.
Then Chen Qingle slowly raised his head and saw the legendary Yu Ming envoy.
The Yuming envoy wore a robe of unknown color. Chen Qingle had never seen that color before and could not describe it. He knew that it was the Xiguang in the Yuming clan's legend.
Those who could wear the Xiguang robe were all Yuming clan Mahayana monks!
The Yuming clan envoy was a serious middle-aged man with a solemn face and awe-inspiring eyes. Especially his eyes, Chen Qingle's mind was sucked in just by looking at him.
"Qingle! How dare you! You don't kneel down to pay homage to the envoy! What are you still doing here!"
The reprimand of Emperor Xuanlian woke Chen Qingle up, and Chen Qingle knelt down and kowtowed in panic.
"Chen Qingle, there is no need to be polite. Get up."
The voice came from far away and near in an instant. Chen Qingle's body seemed to be infused with a kind of magic, and he stood up involuntarily. At this moment, the Yuming clan envoy had come in front of him and put his heavy palm on his shoulder.
In an instant, Chen Qingle's body was like an illustrated book, which was spread out by Yu Ming, and all the secrets were revealed to the eyes of the envoy without reservation. Then the envoy showed a gratified smile: "Yes, the Xuanlian bloodline has reached perfection, and the Xuanlian Heaven Change is just around the corner. Chen Jinghan, you should also get up, you have raised a good son!"
The Emperor Xuanlian breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyebrows were already full of joy at this moment.
"It's all Qingle's own efforts, the envoy is overpraising."