Chapter 41 Chapter 41: The snipe and clam fight in the royal family of Dali, and Meng Chen, the fisherman, profits
From the imperial palace, there is the worship hall.
In order to welcome Meng Chen's arrival, the ancestor of the Dali royal family asked the imperial dining room to prepare a variety of spiritual delicacies, as well as top-quality spiritual wine that was thousands of years old, to entertain the Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord.
When the dishes were served, the oldest royal monk, the great-uncle of the current Emperor Dali and the previous emperor, held up a glass of spiritual wine and apologized to Meng Chen with a hint of apology in his voice.
"Tianjun, I would like to propose a toast to you. What happened at Qianyuan Mountain is not that I, the royal family, did not take action. It is really powerless. I hope you will not blame us."
After saying that, he drank all the spiritual wine in the cup to show his sincerity. The other three royal family ancestors also did the same, toasting to Meng Chen and then drank it all.
Meng Chen picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then put down the wine glass and said softly:
"Don't worry, I am not an unreasonable person. As long as you are not targeting Qianyuan Mountain, I will naturally not take action against you."
Hearing this, the four royal family ancestors all breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that they did not add insult to injury to Qianyuan Mountain.
After three rounds of drinking, an attendant respectfully walked into the worship hall, knelt on the ground, and said: "Ancestor, your Majesty is here."
The ancestors of the royal family put down their wine glasses and frowned slightly. What was he doing here?
Seeing their different expressions, Meng Chen also put down his wine glass. It seemed that the relationship between Emperor Dali and the ancestor of the royal family was not very harmonious.
After a while, a majestic young man wearing a red royal robe walked into the hall. He walked like a dragon and a tiger. The dynasty's national destiny materialized around him, forming a red dragon lingering around him, looming, exuding a powerful force, stronger than Yuanying. The person is not weak at all.
"Your Majesty, you are not staying at Zhongtian Hall, why are you here at my worship hall?" Mu Changfeng asked Emperor Dali in a cold voice.
Emperor Da Li glanced at the ancestors of the royal family, then glanced at Meng Chen, and scolded: "You brought people into the palace without my consent. You are so brave!"
When Mu Changfeng heard this, he became furious and reprimanded: "Huh! As the ancestors of the royal family, there is no harm in entertaining Taoist friends in the palace. I really think that you can be rude to me and others when you become the emperor of Dali. Believe it or not." If you don’t believe me, I will kick you off the throne!”
Mu Hao's face turned cold. Do you really think that because of your age, you can do whatever you want? How dare you talk to him like this even if you are in the fake infant realm? You are looking for death!
The next second, a powerful power comparable to that of the mid-stage Nascent Soul erupted from the body of the Dali Emperor, sweeping through the enshrinement hall and crushing the royal family ancestors. It directly overturned the dishes in the room and made the four royal family ancestors shout. anger.
Mu Changfeng waved his hand to block the soup and water, and looked back at Meng Chen. Seeing that he was motionless, steady as a mountain, and unaffected, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he turned around and glared at Mu Hao, angrily yelling: "Mu Hao, you are so brave. It seems that you really don't want to be the emperor anymore!"
"Whether I can be emperor or not is not up to you. If you despise the imperial authority and bring outsiders into the palace without permission, even if I suppress you, it will not be an exaggeration!"
Mu Hao had a strong attitude and was not afraid of Mu Changfeng at all. He raised his hand to mobilize the fate of the country. With a flip of his hand, he suppressed Mu Changfeng and others forcefully and pinned them to the ground, unable to move.
Meng Chen also felt a sense of oppression coming towards him, and frowned slightly. The power of the early stage of Nascent Soul came out of his body, offsetting the pressure brought about by the great fate of the country, and by the way, he benefited from Mu Changfeng and the others.
Feeling Meng Chen's powerful power, Mu Hao was shocked. He was actually a powerful Nascent Soul, which was a bit troublesome.
Although with the blessing of the national luck, he is comparable to the mid-stage Nascent Soul, but when it comes to fighting, it is okay for a short period of time, but as time goes by, it is hard to say.
Mu Changfeng and the others got up from the ground, became even angrier, and cursed: "Mu Hao, do you really think that I can't do anything to you? Don't forget, the imperial seal is still in my hand. Believe it or not, I will immediately issue a decree. You are kicked off the throne!”
The Imperial Seal of Dali was refined by the founding ancestor of the Dali Dynasty. It was a tool to suppress and carry the destiny of the country. It could mobilize the destiny of the country, bless itself, and suppress the enemy with the destiny of the country.
Only by mastering the imperial seal can we truly control the fate of the country.
But as soon as Mu Changfeng finished speaking, his eyes widened and he looked at Mu Hao in disbelief, looking at the red-gold imperial seal floating in his hand. "Old guy, are you talking about this?"
Mu Hao held the imperial seal in his hand and looked at Mu Changfeng jokingly. If he didn't have the imperial seal in his hand, how could he dare to take action against these four old guys.
I originally planned to expose him after a while, but since this old guy is so aggressive, let's give him a surprise in advance.
"When did you steal the imperial seal from me?!"
Mu Changfeng looked shocked and asked Mu Hao why it appeared in his hand when he clearly carried the imperial seal with him.
Although Mu Hao, as the emperor of Dali, was protected by the dynasty's fortune, without the blessing of the nation's fortune, he would be nothing more than a foundation-building monk.
Now that without the imperial seal, they could not arbitrarily mobilize the national destiny, and they had no means to check and balance Mu Hao. What should they do?
Mu Hao sneered and said: "Do you think I will tell you? Now that the imperial seal is in my hands, you'd better be obedient, otherwise, I won't mind sending you to reincarnation."
When Mu Changfeng and others heard this, their faces turned blue and white. They wanted to curse Mu Hao angrily, but they did not dare to speak because the imperial seal was in his hand.
Mu Hao looked at Meng Chen, who was as steady as a mountain, with a flash of fear in his eyes. He put away the imperial seal with his backhand and continued:
"I am here just to tell you one thing. This palace is my side bed and does not allow others to sleep soundly. If you bring outsiders into the palace without my permission, it is no different from treason. I see that you are old, so If you have a chance to drive this person out of the palace, I will not care about this mistake.”
Mu Changfeng and the other four looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know what Mu Hao wanted to do, so how could they reject him decisively as he wished.
"Qingxiao Tianjun is my honored guest, how can you rush as soon as you say? Besides, what if you master the imperial seal? As an ancestor of the royal family, I have also sat on the throne, and I am more familiar with the use of the imperial seal than you. ”
Having said that, Mu Changfeng made a secret and wanted to take the Imperial Seal from Mu Hao's hands. Mu Hao's expression changed slightly, and he secretly had a bad idea, and he also controlled the Imperial Seal to compete with Mu Changfeng.
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Meng Chen, who had been watching the show, moved.
A flash of purple lightning flashed in front of their eyes, and the next moment, Mu Hao and Mu Changfeng felt that the imperial seal was out of their control. They were shocked and looked at Meng Chen.
The Imperial Seal lay quietly in his palm, wrapped in a stream of divine consciousness, which cut off their control over the Imperial Seal.
Mu Changfeng looked happy and said hurriedly: "Qingxiao Tianjun, please return the imperial seal to me. I am very grateful!"
"This Heavenly Lord, as long as you return the imperial seal to me, I am willing to make you Prince of Dali and give you tens of millions of spiritual stones!"
Mu Hao was also anxious and offered Meng Chen a generous reward.
After all, if he didn't have the imperial seal in hand and the blessing of the country, he would be just a monk in the early stages of foundation building, and he would definitely not be a match for Mu Changfeng and others.
Playing with the Dali Imperial Seal, Meng Chen had a sudden thought. If he had the blessing of Dali National Fortune, what level of strength would he reach? The late Nascent Soul, or half-step into becoming a god?
Seeing that both Mu Changfeng and Mu Hao wanted to return the Imperial Seal, Meng Chen smiled slightly and said, "I love this Imperial Seal so much that I want to play with it for a few more days. You two have no objection."
As he spoke, the majestic power of Yuanying's early stage spread out, overwhelming the sky and the earth, covering the enshrinement hall, overwhelming the royal family.
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