Chapter 464: Siege and Kill the Empress (5k)
The Empress is here!
Zhao Duan looked at a fleet of luxurious chariots heading towards the foot of Luoshan Mountain.
And when she was still some distance away from the foot of the mountain, the empress of the Yu Kingdom, dressed in full dress, stepped down from the tall royal chariot step by step.
Xu Zhenguan is dressed in a dragon robe, which is extremely dazzling in the bright sunshine. The gorgeous crown on her head reveals the nobility of a nine-five-year-old.
Hanging from his waist was the Emperor Taizu's sword, Tai'a, followed by two attendants, one on the left and one on the right.
They are Mochou, who is in charge of the "Six Shang", and Sun Lianying, the supervisor of the White Horse Supervisor.
Afterwards, there were a large number of civil servants and military generals headed by the Minister of Rites, numbering hundreds of people.
This was forced by the situation, and a large number of important ministers needed to stay in the capital to maintain the stability of the court.
Otherwise, for the emperor's consecration ceremony, senior officials, clans, and relatives of the entire dynasty should be present.
The momentum will be many times greater.
Amidst the sounds of ritual music, Xu Zhenguan led his ministers to the foot of the mountain.
The empress walked up to a high platform step by step, overlooking the ministers.
There are two altars in the Zen Ceremony, located at the top of the mountain and at the foot of the mountain.
The altar at the foot of the mountain has been under construction for many days, and many tablets of the righteous gods have been erected on it.
Behind the empress, the accompanying officials lined up. Under the guidance of Taichang Temple officials, they placed the various offerings and sacrifices they carried on the incense table for worshiping the gods.
During this process, the officials of the Ministry of Rites recited the names of the righteous gods from time to time. When all the sacred tablets were placed with tributes, an official came out and said loudly:
"The peace of mind has been completed, there is peace in Kyushu!"
The ministers present followed and shouted loudly:
"The peace of mind has been completed, peace in Kyushu!"
As a patrolling general, Zhao Duan did not participate in the ceremony of the Zen ceremony, so he watched with great interest.
We know that the "Kyushu" in this world is an ancient name for geography, which is roughly equivalent to today's "Nine Daos".
On the high platform, the empress in full dress raised her hand, while the officials were silent.
Sun Lianying, with frosty white temples, took out the drafted sacrificial document from her sleeve and recited it loudly. It was nothing more than singing praises and describing the lines of the empress' succession to the throne.
After reciting, the female emperor glanced at the gods, her eyes were stern, and she said:
"Please Taizu's spiritual tablet!"
At once, Mochou came forward holding the spiritual tablet of Emperor Taizu of the Yu Kingdom and handed it over to the empress. Head towards the top of the mountain.
“The Zen ceremony of our Yu Kingdom was established by Emperor Taizu. Taizu once said that everything depends on human beings, and the prosperity of the dynasty has nothing to do with the gods. Therefore, the sacrifice to the gods is not the key. The altar made of five-color soil on the top of the mountain is the key. At the core, the emperor of the Yu Kingdom only respects the ancestors and does not respect the gods."
Eunuch Hai's voice came into Zhao Duan's mind.
Zhao Duan held the hilt of the Frost Sword at his waist and looked up at the empress who was climbing alone on the mountain path.
The mountain road was long, but the empress walked very fast, as if she had shrunk to an inch. In a short time, she was already on the mountainside, and she became a small dot.
Further up, the empress held the spiritual tablet in her hand and walked into the clouds and mist surrounding Luoshan, and could no longer see clearly.
"What's next?" Zhao Duan asked.
Eunuch Hai said calmly: "I will just guard the altar at the foot of the mountain. The ones at the foot of the mountain belong to us, and the ones on the mountain belong to Your Majesty."
Zhao Duan raised his eyes and saw a large group of people. Enshrinement, and a familiar or unfamiliar strong man in the army were waiting in full formation, and the foot of the mountain was silent.
Suddenly, in his mind, Pei Niannu's almost whispering voice came:
"I, remember, remember..."
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Jianning Fucheng, the pavilion of Prince Jing’s mansion.
Xu Wen, the King of Jing, who was dressed in brocade and splendid clothes, was calm and proud, sitting by the railing, fishing quietly.
The fishing line floats into the pond water, the water is shimmering, and the flowers in the palace are dazzling.
Princess Lu Yaner, plainly dressed, and Crown Prince Xu Jinglong were sitting in the pavilion.
The atmosphere was dull and depressing, and suddenly a figure hurried up from downstairs. It was the leader of Prince Jing's secret intelligence system.
Xu Jinglong stood up and went downstairs. After a while, he climbed up the stairs with a solemn expression:
"Father, we all went out according to the arrangements. The warlocks sent by the God of Law and the dead soldiers sent out should be ready to attack the altar."
Prince Jing did not turn around, just "Well "Sounded.
Princess Lu Yaner's expression changed slightly, but it was not surprising.
Xu Jinglong hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but said anxiously:
"Father, is this really useful? As long as you attack the altar at the foot of the mountain, Feng Chan will fail?
Even if the Dharma God is willing to die, he can't kill him on the top of the mountain. What's more, he was injured by Tai'a Sword before and fled in panic... My son knows that you have many arrangements, but... she is a heavenly being after all! "
With the blessing of dragon energy, the empress's fighting power is equivalent to the realm of heaven and man.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is uneasy, and he really has no confidence to destroy Fengchan.
Prince Jing looking calmly In the direction of Luoshan.
He got up very early today and dressed up very seriously before dawn. He clearly claimed to be ill and did not go to Luoshan, but he seemed to be solemnly attending the ceremony
At this time, he glanced at the sky and seemed to feel that there was no need to hide the matter now. He sighed:
"Yes, she is a heavenly being after all... a heavenly being... so how can she be easy to deal with? Especially, today in the ceremony of enshrining the Zen, as an emperor, she led the Luoshan terrain and stirred up the dragon's veins. I am afraid that her strength will be even higher. Even if there is a strong enemy coming, I will not be afraid."
Xu Jinglong became more and more panicked: "Father, you..."
Prince Jing interrupted him, and suddenly the conversation broke out. Turn and said:
“Do you still remember how to deal with Zhao Duan a few days ago?”
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said of course: "There are many masters around him, so it is difficult to assassinate him, so he uses a magician's curse to kill him..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly froze, Xu Jinglong was not a fool after all, his pupils suddenly trembled, as if he realized What:
"My father once said that the white-clothed sect sorcerer who cursed Zhao Duan to death was lent to us by King Mu."
Prince Jing smiled slightly, raised his hand to support the fishing rod, and said:
"Understood? When people are in bad luck, they will stuff their teeth when drinking cold water. Of course, no one in the world can do this. Curse to kill a heavenly being, but in many cases, if you want to achieve something, all you need is to put a feather on the scale and have a small impact, and that's enough."
Lu Yan'er, who had always been quiet and pretended to be indifferent, spoke with solemn eyes:
"What on earth did you do?"
Prince Jing said lightly:
"I didn't do it. What, what did we do? You don’t think that I am the only one who is preventing her from becoming a Zen master, do you?”
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To the west of its completion is Yunfu.
Yunfu Road, Mu Wangfu.
As the most powerful vassal king among the "Eight Kings", whose strength is only slightly inferior to that of King Jing, King Mu has been interested in military affairs since he was a child.
The architectural style of Prince Damu's Mansion is also tough and has a strong imprint of a military camp. Even the servants in the palace are trained according to the standards of soldiers.
Today, outside King Mu's palace, the private army belonging to King Mu was tightly blocked, and no outsiders were allowed to approach.
Inside the palace.
On the "school field" in the atrium, four sentry towers were built. At this moment, Prince Mu, who was in his prime, wearing armor and military uniform, stood on the sentry tower, overlooking the bottom.
The huge campus was suddenly occupied by a group of warlocks dressed in white.
Hundreds of warlocks were arranged into a strange, "six-pointed star" formation, guarding the leader in the center.
Every warlock is dressed similarly:
The warlock is wearing a white funeral-style robe, holding a mourning stick, and hanging on his waist is a small, palm-sized coffin. The colors of the coffins are different. The deeper the Taoism, the darker the color of the coffin.
"Father, can this white-clothed sect's warlock really interfere with the Zen Ceremony thousands of miles away?"
On the sentry tower, standing behind King Mu, was also wearing a military uniform. Couldn't help but ask.
Prince Mu has a feminine appearance, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and his body looks a bit frail, which is incompatible with the iron-blooded military uniform on his body.
Her complexion was not as rosy as King Mu's, and her fair, woman-like skin revealed a weakness that had been hollowed out by wine.
Everyone in Yunfu Dao knows that His Royal Highness Prince Mu is very popular with women. He likes to hook up with good families, especially wives.
King Mu was troubled by this and admonished him many times, but Prince Peach Blossom Eyes refused to change despite repeated admonitions.
“Humph, one sorcerer can’t do it, but a hundred people, plus many utensils and media prepared in advance, may not be able to do it.”
Although King Mu, who was dressed in military uniform, didn’t like it, This son, but still patiently explained:
"Today, the white-clothed sect magicians work together to invite the 'Lost God' to come. Even if they are far away from the mountains and rivers, they can stir up Xu Zhenguan's 'fate star' for a moment. Just a moment! It can make his fortune plummet and his fortune drop from the peak. , turned into the worst of the year, bad luck. ”
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who had a soft spot for married women, worriedly said: "But just like this, can it hurt heaven and humans?"
King Mu shook his head and said in a sonorous tone: "It can't be hurt."
"Then..."
"But what if someone can be hurt? On the battlefield, two generals were fighting fiercely, with similar strength. , victory or defeat, or even life and death, only depends on a little bit of luck. As long as my niece's luck can be changed just a little bit, it is enough to change the outcome."
At this time, in the center of the formation, the lips of the person in the palace's campus seemed to be like. A layer of white ash was applied on the door. The female sect leader in white clothes, wearing a pointed white hat, raised her head and exhaled a wisp of white breath.
Hundreds of mourning sticks were waved at the same time, and in an instant, the originally clear sky was filled with clouds and dark winds.
In the endlessly high, endlessly high place in the sky, strands of power condensed into a huge, illusory coffin.
The coffin suddenly stood up and was suspended in the sky. The coffin panels were opened like door leaves. Inside the coffin, there lay an illusory god sleeping peacefully with his hands folded on his lower abdomen. "Sangshen" opened his eyelids from his deep sleep and looked towards Luoshan in the east.
The Sangmen star moves.
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The capital, Tianshi Mansion.
In the deep courtyard, the huge banyan tree swayed gently, and a human face suddenly appeared in the huge, evergreen crown, looking at the clear sky.
“Something’s wrong…something’s wrong…the Emperor’s Star is supposed to be the brightest in a year today, why has it become dim?”
"Wake up, wake up."
The big banyan tree stretched out a branch covered with leaves, vigorously shaking the old master who was sleeping in the rattan chair under the tree.
Wearing a black priest robe, Zhang Yanyi, tall and narrow-eyed, woke up from a light dream and listened to the narration of the big banyan tree.
The face was as authentic as ever:
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"Feng Chan is already in great danger at this moment. Before Your Majesty went south, I told her, what's the surprise?"
The big banyan tree hesitated:
"But didn't you also agree to her? ..."
Zhang Yan nodded and said:
"I promised her to stay in the capital and watch over Shenlong Temple. As for the rest, it has nothing to do with my Tianshi Mansion."
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The Taoist Holy Land, Tianshi Mansion, has stood firm for thousands of years because it upholds the principle of not participating in worldly political struggles.
"She fights with the Eight Kings. Who wins and who loses is not my responsibility. It's all destiny." Zhang Yanyi said calmly.
The big banyan tree thought for a while and said, "What if others intervene?"
The "others" here naturally refer to the realm of heaven and man.
Zhang Yanyi pondered for a moment and looked towards the East China Sea:
"The only ones who can threaten Your Majesty are Wu Xiankui and Xuan Yin. Qingshan has been gambling and fighting with the royal family of the Yu Kingdom for many years. They really broke the rules and it is also the royal family's own business. As for Xuan Yin..."
God The teacher wanted to say that Xuan Yin, the old bald donkey, was in seclusion at Shenlong Temple all day long. If there was any abnormal movement, he would definitely feel it.
As of now, he is extremely sure that Xuan Yin is still chanting sutras in Shenlong Temple, so there is no need to worry.
But as the words came to my lips, I suddenly felt a sudden impulse and felt faintly uneasy.
Zhang Yanyi, who believed in the "Way of Heaven", was extremely sensitive to this unexpected uneasiness. He frowned, thought for a moment, took out the Book of Heaven from his sleeve, and threw it into the air.
Golden words flew out from the Heavenly Book one after another, falling like waterfalls in the mid-air. Zhang Yanyi immediately used the Heavenly Book to make divinations and divine the Zen ceremony.
When it comes to the realm of heaven and man, Heaven cannot give any clear hints, but the general direction can be felt.
After a while, the hexagram appeared.
Zhang Yan raised his eyes and his expression changed drastically!
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"Remember? Senior Pei, what did you remember?"
At the foot of Luoshan Mountain, Zhao Duan heard the voice in his head. He was startled at first and subconsciously looked at it. Around the eyes.
Seeing that no one noticed, including Eunuch Hai, I tried to be cautious and asked in my heart.
At the same time, he was also quite surprised: Pei Niannu, who was supposed to only establish contact with himself when he was visualizing, could actually talk to him directly?
This senior hidden in the "Six Chapters Sutra" is indeed not simple. Others who practice the path of the Martial God do not have similar experiences at all.
"I...remember...why...the power that blocked my arrival that day...is familiar..."
Advent?
She refers to the "God of Dharma"? Last time I tried to summon her out through visualization, but was blocked by the "God of Dharma" with special means... After that, she kept mumbling...
Zhao Duan tried to ask in his heart:
"Senior, could it be that you recognize the inheritance of the Dharma God?"
Well, as the first female sorcerer six hundred years ago, Pei Niannu must have dealt with most powerful people, and maybe she has encountered them." The master of this lineage of "Dharma God".
But... what the Dharma God worships is the "Dao of Heaven", which is similar to a large group of people in the Tianshi Mansion... She can't just recognize the power of the "God of Heaven"... Well, this Senior Zhong should not make such a stupid mistake...
Zhao Duan had thoughts flickering in his mind.
However, at this moment, Eunuch Hai suddenly shouted: "Here we come!"
Zhao Duan was shocked, his attention was drawn away from the conversation with Pei Niannu, and he looked forward.
On the left side of the mountain forest in the distance, a masked killer suddenly rushed out. Each one was holding a sword and had a strong aura. They were all powerful martial artists.
On the right, a large group of familiar warlocks suddenly appeared with different clothing details. They were clearly members of the Dharma God Sect who had fought with him that day.
On the higher hills, the sentries arranged by the court to go out on guard duty died almost at the same time.
A large group of mysterious people holding magic weapons and crossbows occupied a high place. Arrows, wrapped in surging magic power, shot towards the officials near the altar with sharp whistling!
"Enemy attack!"
"Defense!"
The strong men in the army at the foot of the mountain shouted, and the well-prepared defenders moved at the same time, and a tower was propped up out of thin air at the foot of the mountain. Translucent array protective cover.
The Beijing officials headed by the Minister of Rites, Mochou and others, as well as the local officials headed by the Governor of Water Transport, were hurriedly driven and hid in nearby caves for protection.
The target of this group of killers is not this group of people at all, they are obviously coming for the altar.
Arrows hit the rain cover, causing ripples in circles. Eunuch Hai said in a deep voice:
“Protect the altar, and those who cross the line will die!”
“Protect to the death! "
A group of priests spoke in a deep voice, with murderous intent rising from their bodies, and locked onto the group of warlocks.
The strong men in the army on the outer edge have already collided with the royal family's private army who came to kill them.
"Guard!"
Zhao Duan unsheathed his sword and shouted loudly, leading Lang Shiba and Ji Yue, together with the people in Lihuatang's brocade clothes, to block the altar behind them.
At the same time, his eyes quickly searched for the strong one among the enemies.
As he glanced around, he saw a figure in the distance coming like a cannonball.
Elder Brother Qingshan Duanshuishui made no secret of it, and appeared in his true appearance, laughing loudly as he came through the air, holding a chopper in his hand, and said with a smile:
"Hai Chunlin! We said goodbye last time, and today Duan learned a clever trick again!"
Eunuch Hai's eyes were indifferent: "You are looking for death."
Zhao Duan frowned.
Duan Shuishui showed up as promised, but...where was the "Dharma God"?
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The top of Luoshan Mountain.
Wearing a dragon robe, a crown on his head, and holding the Taizu's spiritual tablet in his hand, Xu Zhenguan walked into the clouds and mist and could no longer see clearly the people below.
Her figure flew quickly, like a fairy running towards the nine heavens, and quickly reached the top of the mountain.
A large piece of flat land has been cleared here, and the most eye-catching thing is an altar made of five-color soil.
Xu Zhenguan floated over, landed under the altar, and respectfully placed Taizu's spiritual tablet on the altar.
"Taizu protects...the descendant Zhenguan, for the peace of the world, today he is enshrined in Luoshan..."
Xu Zhenguan prayed silently. This is not a necessary ceremony for the enshrinement. In fact, the enshrinement was successful. Whether it is or not has little to do with this spiritual position.
She just wanted to do it.
Xu Zhenguan finished his prayer, raised his head, and frowned. In just a few breaths, the originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy.
An indescribable cold air descended.
"Shenshen..." Xu Zhenguan snorted coldly, "You are bold and evil, daring to reverse the fate of heaven..."
She raised her hand to grab it, and the Tai'a sword came out of its sheath with a clang. Put yourself into the hands of the empress.
And just when the empress was about to break through the dark clouds with a sword.
Suddenly, the mountain wind came.
Xu Zhenguan turned around and looked into the distance with her beautiful eyes. She saw a bamboo raft floating in the distance between the clouds and mist on the mountainside of Luoshan Mountain and on the river leading to the East China Sea in the distance.
On the bamboo raft, a burly man wearing linen clothes and messy black and white hair came forward alone.
No one is punting the boat, the bamboo raft is on its own.
The commoner man took a step forward and the bamboo raft sank slightly, but the other man had already stepped through the clouds and appeared at the top of Luoshan Mountain.
The Lord of Qingshan, one of the four heavenly beings in the world.
Number one in martial arts.
Wuxiankui!
(End of this chapter)